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ticklish-n-stuff · 7 months

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Tights and silly decisions

I love how ppl want me to write ler Lyney and I go do the complete opposite LMAO

This is based on a hc I shared with @duckymcdoorknob last night and felt inspired to flesh out into a fic

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Lyney x Aether (romantic)

Lee: Lyney

Ler: Aether

Warnings: Tickles! Foot tickles! Gey

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Usually Lyney was considered the trickster between the two, always finding new ways to keep his partner on his toes. Still, he seems to forget just how good Aether can get him too, as it was the case today...

"AETHER NOHOHO!" the magician squealed like a little girl as he ran away from his partner, or pretend to atleast.

Aether had woken up with a sudden urge to wreck his boyfriend, to put it bluntly. So now there they were, parkouring all over the house. Lyney ended up dashing towards his room, which wasn't his brightest idea, or maybe it was intentional, because now Aether was blocking the door, his only exit out. Unless he tried crawling out the window...

"What's wrong? Did my little magician get caught?" Aether had a playful lilt in his voice as he slowly drew closer to Lyney, making the other back up until he fell flat against his bed. Nervous giggles already rippling out of his throat as he put his hands up defensively.

"Wahahait! Aether, please! Lehet's tahahalk about this!".

The blonde traveller couldn't help let out an amused chuckle as he loomed over him. "Oh please, we both know this is what you wanted~".

Lyney's face turned as bright as his pyro vision, before suddenly lettiong out a surprised squeak as his partner playfully tugged at his legs, pulling him closer.

"Won't be needing these pesky boots now" Aether unbuckled the magician's boots, placing them aside. Only leaving Lyney's stockings as any form of protection, or so he thought. The feeling of the travellers nail teasingly running down the length of his sole was enough to get Lyney to crack.

"HO—!" his body jerked violently, but Aether made sure to keep a firm grip along his ankle.

"Oh? What's this? Do these tights make you more sensitive? You don't usually react this strongly" the traveller had such a shit-eating grin on his face as his short nails oh so gently crawled like tiny spiders over Lyney's socked foot.

"W-wahaHAIT! NOHOHO, AETHER! OH MY GOHOHOD!" Lyney shrieked at the top of his lungs, his body trying so desperately to squirm away. All he managed was to flip himself onto his stomach, which not being able to see where Aether would strike next made it tickle even more!

Taking the opportunity, the traveller sat on his ankles, keeping him stuck in that position for good.

"Haha! Who knew that these tights would make you more ticklish~" Aether cooed as his nails softly yet relentlessly wiggled along the skin right below Lyney's toes. Enjoying as his boyfriend would try to kick his feet and curl his toes, only to not be able to get away.

"AEHEHEHE! IT'S SO BAHAHAD!" Lyney banged his fist against the firm mattres as high-pitched laughter was forced out of his throat.

"Hmm, is it? I wonder... would it tickle more with or without the stockings?".

Even though Lyney couldn't see him, he could already picture the evil twinkle of mischief in Aether's eyes. The question making the usually composed magician gulp in nervousness and giddyness. He felt so flustered that he couldn't think of words to say in the moment, until he felt one of his tights being slowly pulled off.

"H-hold ohohon! There's no neheed for thahahat..!" the magician pleaded through worrysome giggles, trying his best to cover his bare foot with his socked one. Not like it'd do much.

"Oh c'mon, this is for research!" Aether mustered in the most serious voice he could in this silly situation. "Now, which one tickles more. Stockings?" with that, Aether gave quick but gentle scribbles all over Lyney's socked foot.

"pfft! BWAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAO!" the pyro user's body bounced up and down, desperately trying to squirm away, with no success. After a moment, Aether stopped, allowing Lyney to quickly prepare himself for whatever next his partner had planned for him, or atleast try to.

"Or bare skin?~" the traveller firmly grasped the bare foot, curling it slightly to make the wrinkles more noticeable, before digging his nails into it.

"gyAAHHH!!!" Lyney's squeal was so high-pitched and loud, the whole of Fontaine could've heard him. "EEEAHAHAHAHA! HOHOLY SH- AHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! THAHAHAT'S SO- NYAHAHAHAHA!".

Poor Lyney could barely get a full sentence in without instantly jumping back into hysterics.

"Now tell me, which one tickles more?~" as if this could get any crueler, Aether started tickling both feet with vigor. Not enough to hurt, but enough to send any ticklish magician into giddy insanity.

"WAAAAAH! HYAHAHAHAHA! OHOHO MY GWAHAHAHAHA! EHEHEHE BAHARE! BARE IS SO MUCH WOHOHORSE!" with pure willpower did Lyney manage to speak at all at that moment. He could feel his stomach aching, cheeks stretched to a maximum, tears flowing down his cheeks like the Fontaine cascades. Atleast Aether had a spark of mercy left in him and oh so agonizingly slow did he reach a full stop of his tickle attack.

He got off Lyney, flippling the latter over to better observe the flushed mess that was his boyfriend.

"Y'know, we still haven't tested out if these tights make your thighs more sensitive too...~" Aether placed a teasing kiss along Lyney's crown of messy hair, earning an embarrassed whine. Although, Lyney would be damned if he said he hated this.

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#genshin impact #genshin tickle #genshin tickle fic #lyney #aether #lee!lyney #ler!aether

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westrentails · 8 months

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My first Kids next door tickle fanfic enjoy😁💖 and happy tickletober😁

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Rainbow monkeys are stupid

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It was a peaceful day at the treehouse. Kuki was in her room playing teatime with her toys. Just then wally came walking into her room, Kuki smiled and said." Hey Wally,what brings you to my room?" Wally smirked and said,"oh i just came here to ask you something."

"What do you want to ask me?" Asked Kuki raising her eyebrow with curiosity."I was wondering if you could say rainbow monkeys are stupid," said Wally with a sly smile on his face. Kuki gasped in shock and said."What!? Say rainbow monkeys are stupid!? Why i would never say that!" Seeing that Kuki is not gonna say it wally got a mischievous idea."okay, if your not gonna say it, i will tickle you until you say it!" He said wiggling his fingers.

Kuki's eyes widen and tried to run off but wally tackled her on her bed and began to tickle her stomach."AHAHAHAHA!HAHAHA! W-WALLY! AHAHAHA! S-STOP! HAHAHAHA!

"Not until you say rainbow monkeys are stupid!" Said wally with a mischievous smile. He then started tickling her ribs which made Kuki laughed even harder."BWAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA!" Wally started tickling her underarms, Kuki laughed harder then even more, so hard that tears ran down from her eyes. Until at last Kuki said through her laughter."AHAHAHA! O-OKAY! OKAY! AHAHAHA! I-I! W-WILL! HAHAHA! S-SAY IT! AHAHAHAHA!"

"Okay let me hear it and i will stop!" Said wally with a triumph smile."BWAHAHAHAHAHA! R-RAINBOW! AHAHAHAHA! M-MONKEYS A-ARE! HAHAHAHAHA! S-STUPID! AHAHAHAHA!" Hearing her say it and staying true to his word wally finally stopped tickling Kuki. Kuki layed on her bed catching her breath and still giggling."hehehehehehehe!" After she catched her breath, Kuki sat up on her bed with wally right next to her."sorry kuki," said wally sheeply."sorry for what wally?" Asked Kuki." For making you say rainbow monkeys are stupid,"said wally. Kuki smiled and wrapped her arms around him and said." That's okay wally and to be honest i really had fun." Wally blushed and smiled and he returned the hug. It was a fun and peaceful day at the treehouse.

THE END

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Hope you guys enjoyed it😃 feel free to do fanart,a comic or draw out a scene of my fanfic i will be writing more soon💖

#codename: kids next door #tickle art #tickle fic

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il0veyoujk · 2 years

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Cherry face

This is a tickle-related ff, if you are not interested in it, please keep scrolling

Summary: Nefeli (17) witnesses the boys having a tickle fight and she gets flustered

Warnings: None

Notes: This ff is requested by @sugary-sweet-anon, I hope you'll like this, love! I am so sorry this took forever to write!

Situation: Group tickle fight

Sentence starters: “Let's count how many ribs you have, hm?”

Lots of love Nef 💕

“BWAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAO AHAHAHAHA PLEAHAHASE!” Taehyung’s loud, almost deafening, laughter was filling the whole practice room. The youngest member of the band was on top of him, pinning his arms above his head and wrecking his ribs with unstoppable scribbles and pokes while Taehyung was laughing his heart out. Everyone knew how much of an evil little bunny Jungkook could be when it comes to tickling and everyone was afraid of his side. And yet, he chose to drink the last banana milk in the fridge.

“Aww Tae, you are way too ticklish to steal from me!” Jungkook exclaimed while he was shaking his index and middle fingers on his best friend’s upper ribs, only to make him cackle even crazier than he already was “Let's count how many ribs you have, hm?”

Today was a busy day. BTS was preparing an appearance on Jimmy Fallon’s show for next week, and they were all crazy about it. However, the crazier they were getting, the hyper they were becoming. And the higher they were becoming, the more playful they would be. So now there the two boys were, both of them laughing and having a tickle fight.

“No no no noOHOAHAHAHA AHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHASE!” the young lad screamed loudly the moment Jungkook even touched his lowest ribs. And even louder when he started pinching softly all over it.

Jungkook’s smirk was reaching his ears at this point. Getting revenge was one of his favorite things in the world, especially like that. His soft yet teasing fingers were pinching, kneading, and poking all over his friend’s ribs, counting them one by one “Oneeee...” he exclaimed, pinching multiple times Taehyung’s first ribs “Twoooo...” his fingers turned into mini claws, crawling all over his second ribs and wiggling like small worms “Threeee” the fingers were now poking and tasering all over the third ribs of Taehyung’s, making sure they were making the young lad howl in loud, almost hysterical laughter.

“AHAHAHAHA JUNGAHAHAHAK YOU SUAHAHAHACK SO BAHAHAHAD AHAHAHA!” Taehyung dared to squeal in between his laughter, not really taking into mind the position he was currently into.

A loud gas escaped Jungkook, who immediately stopped tickling his best friend, letting him finally breathe “What did you just say?!” he faked a shocked, offended expression, putting his hands over his chest dramatically “Oh you are so in for it right now, Kim Taehyung! Say your last words!” he exclaimed, getting ready to attack the poor singer again.

However, before he could even bring his arms down on his well-pinned underneath him friend, he was already on the floor, giggling and squirming around unstoppably “You didn’t really think we wouldn’t remember you are ticklish as well, did you?” someone could recognize Jimin’s adorable voice coming from above Jungkook.

Jimin was scribbling his neck with his sharp, blunt nails, touching every sensitive nerve on his neck while he had trapped his younger friend in between his legs from behind. Jungkook on the other hand was giggling like a madman, trying to wiggle out of the young lad’s legs and fingers, but it was useless. He may be taller than Jimin, but his neck is always a melting spot of his!

However, what made his laughter grow was Taehyung’s fingers digging into his hips. Kneading and squeezing there, Taehyung had decided to show no mercy to his bandmate “Coochie coochie coo!” he giggled while he was digging into Jungkook’s hipbones, listening to his laughter filling the whole room.

“NAHAHAHAO PLEAHAHAHASE STAHAHAP AHAHAHA!” the young lad screamed in laughter, thrashing around in Jimin’s and Taehyung’s arms. He was trying his best to pull his arms back down and roll away, while his hips were bucking in the air unstoppably in his attempt to throw all the tickly fingers off him.

Looking at each other, the two bandmates only shook their heads and kept their attack on, not ceasing it in the least. Ever since they debuted, the three youngest were teasing each other unstoppably, and that usually resulted in major tickle fights. And there was only one way to make it stop. Apologize. Or run out of breath, which is the most common, but still, they had options. So Jungkook asking them to stop was doing nothing more than making his friends chuckle amused.

“You know what the magic words are, Kookie!” Taehyung bent down and blew a small but way too ticklish raspberry on Jungkook’s bare tummy, which was exposed due to his shirt raising up. Teasing him with a few side pokes here and there, the young lad kept teasing his friend while he was blowing numerous berries all over his tummy.

Jungkook screamed at the top of his lungs when Taehyung blew a super extra-long raspberry on top of his belly button, shaking his head to add to the ticklish torture “BWAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!”

Jimin chuckled as he was wiggling a single finger on the crook of Jungkook’s neck, only making him scrunch up his shoulders and let out babyish giggles in between his roaring laughter and the loud raspberry noises “You are so ticklish, aren’t you?” he smiled as he kept going with his assault.

“So are you...” the three boys were too busy to notice that another person had joined them in the room.

Turning around and stopping their assault, the three boys saw Nefeli standing there with her arms behind her back and looking at them with the reddest face they had ever seen. The trainee they had come the closest with was staring at them from the corner of the room with a small, shy smile.

“What did you just say?” Jimin narrowed his eyes, and slowly let go of Jungkook, with a playful glimpse in his eyes.

Followed by the other two lads, they all walked up mischievously to the young girl, cornering her while they were wearing an innocent smiles. Jungkook was trying to ignore the pants that were stuck in his throat and catch his breath from the short yet severe tickle attack, and his famous bunny smile was of course placed on his face.

Nefeli’s face was heated up and her lips had curved into a small, yet flustered grin. The poor girl. The boys had no idea what they have done to her. Seeing a tickle fight was sending waves of shyness and at the same time, waves of wanting to be tickled at the same time. What the boys didn’t know was that the young girl did like getting tickled and seeing them like that was only making her want tickles more.

However, she’s been in the company for about three months or so. She wasn’t ready to ask for it. Not even admit it to them. At least not just yet. Their friendship was still new. So she wasn’t going to do it now.

“That-That you are just as ticklish as they are!” but she wasn’t going to give up either. Her cheeks had turned red and in her stomach butterflies were interrupting nonstop.

Looking at each other, the boys smirked wider. Taehyung even folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, already planning his attack in his mind. They already had decided they were going to get her back for what she just said, the second she interrupted them.

“Yeah but it’s not like you are not” Jungkook butted in, inching closer and closer to the shy girl, increasing the blush on her face.

Taking steps away from him, Nefeli was trying to cover up her torso with her arms while she was getting more bashful the more Jungkook was covering the distance between them. She only shook her head though, the shy grin almost reaching up to her ears “No I am not...” she mumbled just the moment her back touched the mirror behind her.

“Well then, you don’t mind that, right cherry face?” Taehyung raised his index finger and poked her side unexpectedly, right below her lowest rib. Not too hard to hurt her, but hard enough to tickle Nefeli like crazy and make her let out a loud squeal.

The young girl flinched away, biting her lip to stop the sudden giggle that was ready to escape her “Ohoho-Of course not!” Nefeli successfully swallowed her giggle and wrapped her arms around her torso, trying to protect her sides from the tickly hands.

Backing away, the young girl didn’t notice that the more she was fending off, the more she was closing the distance between herself and Jungkook.

Jungkook fastly wrapped his arms around her waist and scooped her in the air. Wiggling her around, he made the young girl giggle in enjoyment “Ah look what I got guys! A shy little bunny!” Jungkook teased, bouncing her a little to make her giggle more.

“Why is the bunny so red? What’s wrong, little bunny?” Taehyung chuckled, tasering Nefeli’s sides, making her squeal loudly.

“I think she is too red to answer us! We should do something about it!” Jimin giggled too, approaching the two and grabbing her legs, and helping Jungkook lay her on the ground.

“Pleahahase let me gohoho!” she squealed, not really doing something to stop them. To be honest she didn’t mind it one bit.

Pinning her arms above her head, Jungkook sat on them as Jimin and Taehyung were taking their places next to each of her sides “I guess we should make her tell us!” Taehyung smirked, skittering his fingers underneath Nefeli’s shirt on her tummy.

His two other friends followed, attacking her other side and her armpits. Nefeli shrieked in loud laughter, bouncing on the dancing floor unstoppably in her attempt to pull her arms down as fast as he could “AHAHAHA NAHAHAHAO I HAHAHAVE NOTHING TO TELL YOHOHOU!” she screamed, but the boys had none of it.

“I think the bunny has a fever!” Jimin suddenly exclaimed like he wasn’t currently tormenting someone, kneading the soft side of the girl with his fingertips.

“Nah, I think she is just too hot” Taehyung kept squeezing and pinching around Nefeli’s belly button and tummy. He was hiding a small, evil smirk like he was enjoying it. Which he was. Like the rest of the trio ticklers.

“Oh come on guys, it’s clear! She is shy!” Jungkook used his baby voice to emphasize the last part, knowing full well what he was doing. He was using his nails to scribble the exposed underarms and armpits of hers, making it tickle way more than it usually would.

The two other boys let out a long, teasing ‘Ohhhh’, stopping for a split second their assault as they did so and then proceeded to tickle her way harder than before.

“But why? Why are you so shy, cherry face?” Jimin giggled, raising Nefeli’s shirt and blowing a small raspberry on her side, making her scream louder and thrash around even more underneath the three singers.

Ignoring completely her pleads for mercy and almost hysterical laughter, the three boys were smirking widely. Their fingers were tickling the young girl more than they usually would, due to all the teasing. And they would all enjoy it equally.

“AHAHAHA THAT TICKLES AHAHAHA!” Nefeli screamed between her loud laughter, wiggling around and trying to pull her arms down.

“Aha!” Taehyung suddenly exclaimed, smirking and started poking teasingly, activating his baby talk “Does someone like the tickles? That’s why you are laughing so hard? You just looooove, being tickled, little bunny?” he trailed his words to increase the anticipation.

“Aw I think you are right Tae! Look how happy she looks now we are tickling her!” Jungkook giggled, speeding up his fingers in excitement.

“Aw tickle tickle tickle Neffie! Look how happy you look when you get the tickles! I guess we should keep tickling you until infinity!” Jimin kept repeating the tickle word, clearly noticing the major effect it had on Nefeli’s already deep enough blush.

Before the young girl could disagree though, unstoppable raspberries were already attacking her sides and tummy “AHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAO PLEAHAHAHASE AHAHAHA ZARA HEHEHELP ME!” she screamed loudly.

Zara was Namjoon’s makeup artist and she and Nefeli were good friends. However, the young artist was nowhere to be found and even if she was, she wasn’t going to help her friend anyway. She knew she was enjoying it.

“Ahahaw, why ask for help if you like the tickles so much, little bunny?” Jimin chuckled, before blowing another raspberry on her side, sending her into a new round of hysterics.

As Taehyung and Jimin were alternatively taking turns blowing berries on her sides, Jungkook was busy poking around all over her ribcage while showing his adorable bunny teeth “Coochie coochie coo...” Taehyung giggled, shaking his head on her side to add to the ticklish sensations.

At this point, Nefeli’s tummy was aching from all the laughter and her cheeks were stretched. Her laughter had almost turned silent. That was the signal for the boys to stop and let the poor girl go.

Pulling away and smirking down at her, Jungkook ruffled Nefeli’s already messy hair “That was fun, you have to admit that!”

Nefeli though only glared at him and stuck her tongue out before smirking widely “Yeah but you know someone here didn’t get his tickles yet”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Jimin who gulped and started walking backward, grinning nervously “Hehehe um... Bye!” he chuckled and rushed out of the room as fast as he could.

“Get him!” Taehyung yelled and all three got up and ran behind him. Soon the whole BigHit could hear the hysterical laughter of Jimin's.

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skylolawrites · 2 years

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The birb and the blob

Grian and Dream, meet up!

If you don't like tickling you can go off This is all platonic. And a SFW tickle fic only

Dream and Grian had been planning a meet up with each other because they both know there are a lot of people in their audience who is a fan of both of them.

Grian got a travel ticket to go to Florida to meet Dream. He was happy to meet Dream. After some interaction's the two had with one another.

3 hours later after finally arriving to Florida, he went to the Dream Team house which was Dream's house. Once he came to Dream's house he was greeted by George and Sapnap.

Who waved and greeted Grian happily. And a hug. Grian smiled, as the two of them let go. Grian was wondering where Dream was which showed openly by his face.

"Oh Dream's just sleeping. We were gonna call him here but he wouhehe" George said to Grian having a giggle wanting to come out.

Grian with a confused face, directed his eyes to Sapnap who was taking his suitcase to the other side of the room shrugging.

After the greetings, talking to Sapnap and George. Grian was thinking where Dream was.

"Hey guys?" Grian asked Sapnap and George who was chilling on the sofa. "Do you mind if I look around?"

"Of course you can look around Grain!" Sapnap answered, giggling.

"You silly little thing" Grian replied and smirked. Heading of with a smile.

After some minutes of searching he could hear someone sleeping. Well how you may asking? He little bit of light snoring. Dream!! That has to be Dream!! Grian thought.

Grian went to the door, which he assumed was Dream's room. And gently opened it. There he was! Dream! Sleeping adorably.

"Awww" Grian thought.

The curious little bird (pun intended) walked to Dream and poked his side. Dream moved a tiny bit a smile appearing on his face. Grian continued to poke his side. Making Dream move more.

"Georhehehege nohoho" Dream giggled. Grian blinked.

"Dream it's not George, it's Grian!" Grian chuckled.

Dream's eyes wide open, looking up seeing Grian tickling him. Embarrassed, what just happened.

"Hehehehy Grihehehn-" Dream giggled softly. Grian waved. "You shouldn't have woken me up."

When Dream said that Grian started to panick. Dream playfully grabbed Grian and put him to his chest and tickled his tummy.

"Dreahhahahem!! NoHOHOHOHOHO!" Grian laughed, a smile on his face. "nahahaHAhahHa!"

"Shouldn't have woken me up." Dream tried to be serious but couldn't heading the childlike laughter from his friend. "You're so giggly"

"You're tihihihickling me!" Grian answered, giggling. "Stahahahap"

"No :)" Dream chuckled along with Grian. Scribbling his fingers a over the poor thing.

"pfthahHAHAHAH! Youheehehe whehehehy!!!" Grian laughed as he was being tickled.

"Hey Groin, are you ticklish on your back?" Dream asked stopping the tickling. Grian muffled an answer. "I'll take that as a yehehehes hahahanng on a sehehehec!"

Grian switched positions and blew a raspberry on Dream's neck.

"You should know by now, once someone tickles mehehehe I do it back!" Grian said laughing at Dream's escaping giggles.

"bwahahahaha!" Dream' giggled and giggled.

Sapnap opened the door beaming at Grian and Dream. He called to Grian. "Hey Grian!! Scribble all over his sides fast he'll love it!" And then- he disappeared into the other room!

And so, as Sapnap said. Grian scribbled Dream's sides fast. Which destroyed Dream.

"GRIAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN!!!!" Dream burst out laughing. Grian laughed to much at Dream's contagious laughter.

Grian rubbed away the ghostly tickles from the very tired little blob. And the two hugged. Dream went back fast asleep.

Grian went out of the room closing the door, and to the guest room and also went to sleep into the land of dreams.

#mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #hermitcraft tickle #lee!grian #lee!dream #switch!dream #switch!grian

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a89x54vs · 3 years

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I really love your tickle fic and...i was wondering if you could make a fic on Taehyung and Jimin where they tickle each other💜

Soulmate Bonding.

This is a tickle fic, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

Bonding with your soulmate is pretty easy, playing games, dancing, talking, and a lot of other things.

But in this occasion, zero ideas came to mind, even for the soulmates.

Tae and Jimin were both laying on the couch on the living room, the tiger switching the TV channels over and over until he already checked them all and there was nothing interesting to watch.

“Ugh, there’s nothing to watch” Tae complained .

“Then what do you want to do?” Jimin asked, just as bored as the younger.

“I don’t know, what do you want to do?” The tiger replied.

“No idea”

There was silence for a couple of minutes as they both tried to think of an entertainment, eventually Jimin placed his feet on top of Tae’s, the tiger pushed them away with his own but the dancer continued until they eventually were pushing each other.

“Really eager aren’t you Jimin?” Tae smirked as he had a noticeable advantage but the dancer was still fighting.

“Oh I assure you I am” Jimin replied and launched himself forward, grabbing one of Tae’s ankles and scribbling his sole.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHAHAIT” The tiger let out a screech at the sudden sensations as he tried to pull his ankle out of the dancer’s grip.

“What’s wrong Tae? Why the laughter?” Jimin asked innocently, as if his nails weren’t scratching the tiger’s sole.

“YOU KNOW WHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHY NAHAHAHA GAHAHAHAHAHA” Tae cackled, pulling was useless.

“Oh really? I don’t recall you telling me, oh well” Jimin just shrugged and made sure to scratch the younger’s toes.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA JIMIHIHIHIHIHIN NAHAHAHAHAHA YOU’RE SO DEHEHEAD” Tae howled, using all his strength to push himself up and reach Jimin’s sides, squeezing as soon as he had the chance.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA TAHAHAHAHAHAHAE NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO” Jimin laughed as he let go of the tiger’s ankle, instead trying to run away.

“Where are you going Jiminie?” Tae questioned as he quickly trapped the dancer in his arms, still squeezing his sides.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHAHAHAIT NOT FAHAHAHAHAHAIR” Jimin cackled, trying to squirm away but with no results.

“Not fair? After what you did to me? It’s more than fair hyung” Tae declared, now drilling his thumbs onto the dancer’s hips.

“NOHOHOHOHO *squeak* MEHEHEHERCY *squeak* PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE *squeak*” Jimin pleaded as he covered his face which was blushing.

“Mercy won’t do it hyung, you still need to be punished” The tiger explained as he changed spots, scratching his ribs.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA *squeal* TAHAHAHAE I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T *squeal*”

“You can’t? Well let this be a lesson Jimin, never mess with a tiger” Tae warned, blowing a huge raspberry on the dancer’s neck while scribbling his tummy.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* TAHAHAHAHAE *squeal* PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE *squeak* IHIHIHIT TICKLES SO MUHUHUHUHUHUCH *snort* YOU’RE BAHAHAHAHAD *squeal* I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T *squeak* NOHOHOHO NAHAHAHAHAHA *snort* BWAHAHAHAHA *squeal* MERCY MEHEHEHEHERCY *squeak* YOU WIHIHIHIHIN”

Tae stopped the tickling although he didn’t stop hugging the dancer, not like the older was going to complain.

Bonding with your soulmate was so easy and more importantly, so enjoyable.

Thanks for your request, hope you enjoy it, I enjoyed writing it, feel free to ask again.

#switch!jimin #switch!taehyung #bts tickle #bts fic

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solletichi · 4 years

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hi!!! you’re writing is. so. good!!!!! since it is kokichi month, i think we need some oumasai of shuichi WRECKING kokichi

THIS IS LATE SO I PUT EXTRA LOVE INTO IT

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Shuichi awoke from his slumber, groggily rubbing the last bits of sleep out of his eyes. When he opened his eyes fully he was met with Kokichi’s face, as the smaller boy was straddling his waist and leaning in towards his boyfriend.

“Goooood morning, Shuichi!” Kokichi chirped.

“Kokichi...? What are you doing?” Shuichi asked tiredly.

Kokichi snickered, reaching to pin Shuichi’s arms above his head before he could start struggling. Once he had successfully pinned him down, Kokichi leaned his face in even closer so he could nibble on Shuichi’s ear, causing him to squeal.

“Eee! Don’t!” Shuichi giggled, shaking his head back and forth.

Kokichi pulled back momentarily to admire his boyfriend’s flushed face.

“Nishishi, ShuShu is so sensitive...” he drawled, smiling to himself. Shuichi narrowed his eyes at Kokichi before abruptly flipping him over, switching their positions. He took Kokichi’s wrists in one hand and smirked down at him.

“I’m not the one who’s sensitive here, Kokichi.” Using his free hand, Shuichi fluttered his fingers by Kokichi’s ribcage, pressing in between the spaces gently. Kokichi gasped and pressed his lips together, determined not to laugh. Shuichi chuckled at this, his hand travelling lower.

Kokichi let out an embarrassing squeal when Shuichi squeezed his hip, encouraging the other boy to tease the spot even more.

“ShuhuhAHAHA DOHOHON’T!” Shuichi removed his other hand from Kokichi’s wrists, opting to use it to spider over his belly instead. Kokichi writhed in place, cackling hysterically.

“P-PLEHEHEAZE! SHUHUHUHAHAHA!”

“Begging already? It hasn’t even been a minute... Are you really that ticklish?” Shuichi smiled to himself, definitely enjoying this so far. However, he was nowhere near from done. Kokichi had tickled him so mercilessly in the past, and Shuichi was determined to get his revenge.

“I’M NOHOHOT!”

“Oh, you’re not? So you wouldn’t mind if I did this?” Shuichi smirked, feeling more playful than ever. He rolled Kokichi’s shirt up, exposing his bare stomach. Wasting no time, Shuichi leaned down and blew a loud raspberry on Kokichi’s stomach, also using his hands to pinch and squeeze at his sides.

“GAHAHAHAHA NOOOO! MAKE IT STOHOHOHOP!!” Kokichi was trying, but failing, to grab Shuichi’s wrists, all while kicking and flailing his legs wildly.

Shuichi decided to show some mercy, even if only momentarily. He pulled back, allowing Kokichi to breathe.

“Hah... You’re the worst...” Kokichi opened his eyes, only to be met with an intense stare from Shuichi. “...What?”

“Where else are you ticklish?” Shuichi asked curiously. “I mean, you’ve got to be ticklish in other places too, right?”

“Nope!” Kokichi grinned. Shuichi raised an eyebrow at him, clearly suspect. “Because I’m not ticklish!”

Shuichi sighed, preparing himself to get back to work. He shoved his hands under Kokichi’s shirt, gently scratching at his underarms.

“Gh! Mmph! N-No!” Kokichi choked out, desperate to prove he wasn’t sensitive there. “I-I’m not t-ticklish!"

But when gentle scratches turned into deviously wiggling fingers, Kokichi dissolved into a puddle of squeaky and goofy giggles, his struggles to escape renewed.

“BWAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP! SHUUUUAHAHAHA!”

“Hmm... This is quite a weakness you have here. Isn’t it a bit embarrassing for a supreme leader to be so ticklish?” Shuichi teased, relishing in the deep blush that spread from Kokichi’s cheeks to his ears, disappearing beneath his scarf. He wondered...

If Kokichi noticed Shuichi pulling off his signature checkered scarf, he failed to show it. But when Shuichi gently raked his nails along the side of his neck, Kokichi’s eyes shot open, staring at Shuichi desperately.

“AAH! No! S-Shuichi don’t, I mean it!” he begged. “Mercy!!”

Shuichi almost felt bad for him, but then he remembered how many times Kokichi had tickled him almost to the verge of passing out.

“I don’t recall you ever showing me mercy.” Shuichi stated flatly, trying to sound as serious as possible.

In all honestly, Shuichi loved the playful side of him that Kokichi brought out. But for the sake of revenge, he kept a calm and serious exterior, dishing out his revenge in a calculating manner.

Keeping his touch as gentle as possible, he swiped at Kokichi’s neck, skittering his nails over the hyper-sensitive area. Kokichi squealed like never before, his blush growing even deeper.

“EEEHEEHEE PLEHEAZE NOHOHOHO! I’M GONNA DIEEEEE NAHAHAHAHA!!” Kokichi yelped as Shuichi tickled under his chin, stroking the area rapidly.

“Admit how ticklish you are.” Shuichi leaned down to nibble at his boyfriend’s ear, just as he did to him before. He then whispered to him, “Or else I’ll tickle you foreverrrr.”

“O-OKAHAHAY! I’M T-TICKLISH NOW STOHOHOP!”

“Just ticklish?” Shuichi smirked, moving to nibble at Kokichi’s neck while clawing at his belly. “Or are you super ticklish?”

“I AM! SHU PLEHEHEAZE IT’S SO BAHAHAD!”

Finally satisfied, Shuichi stopped tickling him. Kokichi pouted, muttering curse words under his breath.

“That was awful...” Kokichi sniffled, “I can’t believe you would do that to me!”

“Oh, please.” Shuichi retorted, seeing through Kokichi’s act instantly. Still, he placed a soft kiss to his forehead, tucking his hair behind his ear. “Consider this my revenge. You’ve nearly tickled me to death way too many times.”

Kokichi’s pout grew, “You’re taking the fun out of it!”

Shuichi chuckled, climbing off of his boyfriend.

“Come on. I’ll go make you breakfast, okay?”

Kokichi immediately perked up, hopping out of the bed. “Yay!”

The couple went about their day, enjoying a hearty breakfast and cuddling on the couch.

#I KNOW THERE ARE PROBABLY TYPOS OKAY IM SORRY #ITS PAST MIDNIGHT #BUT IM POSTING THIS ANYWAY CUZ #I FEEL BAD FOR NOT WRITING THIS EARLIER #SO HERE #anyway #tickling #tickle fic #my writing #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #oumasai #saiouma

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hikarinon · 4 years

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“I’m Floating”

Kuroo Tetsurou x reader it’s you’re 3rd year anniversary, and your boyfriend has an amazing surprise waiting to light up just for you. You are going outer space.

warning : superduperextravagant fluff uwu, creds to Jennifer Niven

I’m in the car with my officially boyfriend of 3 years today. we can’t actually go anywhere to celebrate right now due to this whole quarantine, but we were never actually those people who prefer luxurious dates anyway.

like literally last year, we skipped school starting from third period then we spent our anniversary strolling around, went bowling, then lastly we went to a karaoke place. We made a challenge on who gets the lowest score wins. It wasn’t much, but honestly, it was one of the best dates ever.

“ hey hon, watcha thinkin bout?… look, im sorry we can’t spen-” I cut him of, “babe, please. I’m more than delighted to have you help me escape from the dungeon I call ‘my room’ ” then I took his left hand, while the other one steers, I continue, “ I’m grateful with anything you give me tetsu.”.

“really?? anything~?” he glanced at me with his mischievous smirk I know too well of what it means. He used one finger to tickle my palm. I shot him a glare then he laughed. “ i’m kidding, i’m kidding .

Today, we are going outer space.”

“ describe outer space ” honestly, sometimes I don’t understand half of the things he says. “it’s a surprise hon. Who knows, you might actually fall in love with me all over again today~.” I squeezed his hand and said, “I doubt that.” he squeezed them harder, “I doubt your doubts, y/n~”

We have arrived safely. But there is only one problem. I’m blindfolded. “baby~ I thought we won’t be doing anything ‘bad’ today.” I said to him while smiling. “we won’t…. maybe.” I can’t see him, but I can feel him. I pinched his arm.

“ow ow ow *laughs* h-hey, in my defense, I can’t predict the future so who knows~” I tried to pinch him again but I almost fell. Fortunately, kuroo stopped that from happening, “like I said hon, we are going outer space. And today your rocket will be this blindfold with me as the driver.” he said while kissing my forehead, ”trust me, love.”

‘how the hell can I ever say no to this guy?’

He lead me up the stairs and I hear a door opening. So basically, based on my episodic memory, this is supposed to be his room, but what would I know, I am fucking blindfolded. “sit down” kuroo said, while gently pushing me down so that I can sit , if I’m not wrong, on a swivel chair. Then before leaving me, he kissed my knuckles.

After that I sense the whole room getting darker ‘did he just turn off the lights?’. a part of me hopes he doesn’t unfold my blindfold while being naked. But then a part of me does, actually.

“ I’m opening it now.” he said. After opening it, he gave me a little twirl with the chair.

As I slowly open my eyes, I can see it now.

I’m in outer space.

There are astronomical object shaped glow in the dark stickers everywhere, on the walls, on the ceiling, even on the floor. Yellow colored fairy lights on the wall of the right side of his room, just above his bed.

But there’s something else on that wall. There are polaroids. Our polaroids. The day we met, the day he confessed, our first date, our first sleepover,…. our seconds, thirds, fourths,… even the time when we used a facial mask together.

I’m in a daze right now. I can’t think of anything to say, I can’t hear anything but my low breath. I’m literally speechless. I feel my cheeks getting wet. ‘okay y/n , awesome. Now you’re crying’. my tears are unconsciously turning into a waterfall. What is my boyfriends reaction you ask? He is wheezing on the floor due to his own laughter. Then suddenly he went in front of me, crouching, while wiping my tears.

“hey, y/n” he called. “*sobs* w-what?” I looked up and *flash* I was blinded with a flash.

‘This motherfucker ’

he literally took a picture with his polaroid “BWAHAHAHAHA *wheezing* okay…okay… relax yourself Kuroo Tetsurou. Cause if you don’t, you’re a goner.” he said out loud to himself. Then he went back to me and hugged me.

“you are the most-cutest human being I have ever encountered y/n.” he held up my chin so I could look at him and gave a me a soft kiss.

“a-a-all I brought *sobs* are *sobs* c-cookies” I’m trying my best to go back to my calm self, but I can’t stop sobbing right now. Damn you cookies. “ hon, fyi, your cookies are the bomb. ngl, they’re better than the one yaku makes.” then he tried soothing me down with a lot of kisses.

Both of us are sleeping on his bed, facing the polaroids, reminiscing them one by one while eating my cookies. My head is resting on his chest while his left hand is lazily stroking my hair. I look up at him.

He looked down at me, “hm?”. this adorable dork has crumbs on his face, so I wiped it with my thumb. Suddenly he took my hand, kissed my knuckles before getting up, “ let’s dance, y/n”, he said. he turned on his speaker and played “ Have I Told You Lately ” -by Rod Stewart.

I took his hand and we swayed together in the dark, surrounded by the stars, moon, and all those pretty things up in the sky smh. My hands are wrapped around his neck, ngl I’m tiptoeing right now. He’s hand hugs my waist perfectly, while he hums the song.

“you were right, hotshot.” I said, while looking up at him, grinning. “hm? Bout what?” he asked. We’re still swaying with the music. “bout the whole me falling in love all over again thing.” I kissed his chin. “ oh really? Wait till I tell you an amazing story.” he said.

Our foreheads touched together, then he continued, “ on April 1, 1976, a guy name Sir Patrick Moore, a famous British astronomer announced that exactly at 9:47 a.m , something extraordinary was going to happen. Pluto would pass directly behind Jupiter, in relation to the earth. This meant the combined gravitational force of those two planets would exert a stronger tidal pull, which would temporarily counteract gravity here on earth and make people weigh less. He called this the Jovian-Plutonian gravitational effect. He told that the viewers could experience this phenomenon by jumping at the exact time, and they would float.”

I shifted a little, he continued.

“At 9:47 a.m , he told everyone ‘jump now!’ then waited. Then hundreds of viewers called saying that they felt it. A man called from Italy to say that he and his friends had been seated at a table and all of them - including the table - rose into the the air. A woman from Holland called saying that she and her family swum around their house for a few seconds.”

I was astonished by both this amazing phenomenon and my boyfriends knowledge. “ did those things really happen?” I asked

“of course not. It was an April Fool’s joke.” I smack his arm, “I legit believed you for a sec there.”

Then he looked straight into my eyes, and his eyes went all soft , “ But I bring it up cause it’s exactly how I feel right now. Like pluto and jupiter are aligned with the earth, and I’m floating.”

‘damn it, kuroo’

“ Why is it that your ‘smarty-pants’ way of communicating really turns me on?” i asked while brushing his nape hair.

“maybe cause you’re such a simp for nerds, y/n.” he said. He brushed a strand of hair away from my face.

“maybe.” I said, then i kissed him, “or maybe I’m just a simp for you, tetsu~.”

He looked at me and stopped for a sec, then continued after kissing my forehead while whispering ‘I love you’ through the kiss.

i giggled, “ happy anniversary, Kuroo Tetsurou.”

“ happy anniversary, y/n l/n.”

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feathers-and-fisticuffs · 4 years

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Its a sucky prompt but what if Nessa ambushes Milo while he's tending to the wooloo; because she thinks he needs a break?

Look at you comin’ in clutch with the prompts when I need it most! XD And there ARE NO SUCKY PROMPTS THEY DON’T EXIST HUSH!! ❤

Nessa watched her oblivious rival tending to his flock of Wooloo, shearing them gently and handing bundles of wool to his younger brother. He was much more observant, however, and knew that when Nessa got that look in her eyes, she was in a very dangerous mood, and not wanting to be the recipient of a deadly tickle attack, excused himself quickly.

“Hey! Excuse me, where do you think you’re-- oh fine! Be that way you little runt!” Milo huffed, not really mad. “Leaving me just when we get to the hard part...” He started putting the bundles of wool into bags, preparing them to be sent off.

Still oblivious, he kept his back turned to Nessa who was slowly stalking her way towards him, fingers already wiggling in anticipation. With one graceful leap she had closed the gap between them, scritching her nails under Milo’s ribs and sending him jumping higher that she had ever seen him jump in her life.

“BWAHAHAHAHA OHO NOHOHO!” He squealed and spun around, ready to fight back at his assailant, stopping short when he saw it was Nessa.

“O-oh Ness I didn’t--”

“You forgot our lunch date!” She huffed and crossed her arms. “Kabu and I ate without you. Again.”

Oh. That was today. He had forgotten all about it.

“I’m sorry! I’ll make it next time I swe--heheheHEHEAR! AHAHA!” Nessa had pounced him and knocked him to the ground, digging into his sides with reckless abandon. “AHAHA IHIHI’M SOHOHORRYYYY!”

“You work too hard!” She scolded. “You know we do this so we can all have a break! And if you don’t go that defeats the purpose!”

He didn’t want to hurt her so he flailed, red faced and squeaking on the grass while the Wooloo watched passively.

“OHOHOHOKAY OKAY IHI WOHON’T FORGET AGAIN!”

“You’re darned right you won’t forget again!” She teased with a devious smirk. “Next time Kabu and I are gonna visit the day before and make sure to write you lots of reminders!” She poked his belly as she spoke. “All over so you can’t forget! Then we’re gonna wake up real early and we’re gonna make you come with us!”

Milo let out a groan at the thought, knowing tickles would be involved. “Okahay okahay no more pohokes..!”

Nessa let him up, still huffing and pouting. “At least let me help you finish this so you have a little time to relax...”

Milo blushed and smiled, sitting up. “I suppose I could use an extra set of hands...”

#prompts #sword and shield #swsh #milo #nessa #kabu #tickling #tickle #does milos brother have a name?#someone give the cutie a name...

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skippyv20 · 5 years

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Riddles, Riddles, & Riddles

Not fond of riddles nor any superficial narratives but I trust my intuition :D I would love to give it a try, in my own perspective!

Hope, people will not laugh at me, because honestly I do laugh myself while typing these sort of “speculation” So, here it goes…

“forced into submissions or fearful consequences ‘ the grey Paladin demands a declaration.”

The grey Paladin - LG, probably (might be PH as well :)) She is advised to submit or acknowledge her own defeat. She is giving the chance to surrender (file a divorce) or all her secrets will reveal with no remorse. secrets are much worst, especially if involves the child! Secrecy, oh..oh, she have lots of those! (oh god, I’d love to know..gosh my mercury conjuct pluto is igniting my curiosity. This isn’t good for me)

Anyway, back to the riddle…(sorry)

“Capitulation!! This is no ordinary Knight Errant.”

I sense, she resist! (I feel so much resistance here…both sides) The backers…hmmm “the backers” I think it is a win-win situation here. (lots of factions? friends?)

My too little brain doesn’t know what “knight errant” is, but got this definition in one of the books I read… “A knight-errant typically performed all his deeds in the name of a lady, and invoked her name before performing an exploit”

suspense… :D

“Desperate pleeeeeeeez … please!! Not the faint hearted demanding of new pastures?”

Well, desperation! Is she desperate for new venture! Gaining back celebrity status…again? :D she ask for it…no demanding it? I have this tickling vibes. The nerve of this girl…LMAO

“limited latitude and a ridged bridal.”

can anyone prove to me she is staying in FC? Is there a cage in BP? bwahahahaha oh lady… that’s very cruel of them.

Is anyone of you have this thing “annulment” in your mind?

“Polo… polo … side-eye jealously on a clandestine encounter the blonde Imperiali. “ love labours lost ………… pun.”

This seems so true, sorry if I have to put my own “opinion” in this! Illicit affair… Is harry have a schedule in Italy? right? Am I wrong?

Me: Harry - once a playboy always a playboy… Man grow up!

Question: Her rumored ex is Italian, right? are they..ah no HE is investigating also? hahahaha

“Love’s Labour’s Lost” by WS - The play draws on themes of masculine love and desire, reckoning and rationalisation, and reality versus fantasy. - from wiki..

I DO NOT LIKE SHAKESPEARE. He has lots of tragic stories. He just wants you to be rooted in the character and NADA! :D

Disclamer: For entertainment purposes only! Not mean to ignite YOU or adding fuel to the scene but, yeah..hahaha I wish them both happiness. For the new path they chooses.

Very interesting! We don't laugh at people, we laugh with them! You have a great sense of humour! Thank you😁❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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bo-bo-bean · 6 years

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The Revenge of the Searchers

Sammy sprinted down a hallway and hid in a room. He panted, wiping the inky sweat from under his mask. He made the searchers mad and now they were on the prowl for him. He didn't mean to at all, he swears! He didn't know that they would be that angry nor nearly squishing them. Now here he was, trapped in a room, praying for them. "Please don't find me..." he whimpered in a hush tone. "Don't... find me..." Right then, he heard something like ink splashing and trickling. His heart beat fast as he quickly fumbled with the door, but a pair of cold, inky hands grabbed his ankles and dragged him away from it. He screamed as he tried kicking the hands away. "No! Wait! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!!" But the hands didn't let go, even when the movement came to a halt. He saw the searchers looking down at him, but he couldn't tell what their expression was. "L-look! I didn't m-mean to, I swear!" But it seemed as if they weren't having it. Another pair of hands grabbed his wrists and pulled until Sammy could no longer move. What were they going to do? Rip him up? Drown him in ink? The possibilities of terror were horrifyingly endless. He looked at them and saw they were looking at his torso. "No, wait!!" he shrieked. "Please to tear me up! I swear I didn't mean to!!" One emotion he could tell on them was confusion. They looked at him, him looking back, now crying with fear. They looked back at his stomach and looked at each other, as if talking with themselves through their mind. Then, one of the searchers wiggled a finger on his side. Sammy yelped from the sudden cold ink feeling, but then he began to giggle. For once, he was relieved with tickling. They weren't going to kill him perhaps... unless they were planning of having him die by laughter. Another finger joined and then another and another. "Mmeeheehee!" he trilled. He didn't dare to beg, so he would have to use every amount of strength to not to if it got to that point. Curious, the searchers then used hands and pinched lightly on his belly and sides, Sammy squeaking at the little pinches and kneads. They continued until one wiggled a finger in his naval. "Bwahahahaha!!! Nahahahaha!! W-waahahahahahait!!!" The searchers jumped at his sudden laughter and then, all at once, they begin to tickle his naval, making the torture worse. He shrieked and shook his head and threw it back. Maybe they liked his laugh? Maybe they were new to tickling? Who knew. But one thing was for sure; this tickled like hell. "Haha haha!! G-get ohohohohout!! Stahahahahap!!" Bendy came in when he heard the laughter. Sammy looked back with teary eyes. "B-Behehehehendy!! Hahahaha!! Hehehehehelp!! I-It's toohoohoo much!! Hahahaha!!" Bendy looked at him and grinned. "Oohoohoo...! Why wasn't I invited to this party?" "N-nahahahat funneeheehee!!" Sammy screamed with laughter. "J-just hehehehelp EEEAAHAHAHA!!!" Curious, Bendy looked and saw the Searchers have grown bored with his naval and have now moved onto his feet. Sammy felt numerous fingers massaging, pinching, and poking everywhere on his feet. Bendy chuckled and went over, Sammy thought he would help. "Okay, I got an idea," he told Sammy. "BUT you have to trust me on this, okay?" "JUHUHUHUST HURRY!!! HAHA HAHA!!!" Sammy's feet were the worst place for him to be tickled. Even just wiggling your fingers in front of his toes makes him giggled uncontrollable from the anticipation. "Do you trust me?" "YAHAHAHAS!!!" Bendy smiled and then blew large, sloppy raspberry on his belly. Sammy hollered in laughter, getting the searchers attention. They all followed his movements and blew raspberries over his sides and belly, laughter tearing from Sammy's throat. He couldn't believe he was betrayed! "AAAAAEEEHEEHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Y-YAHAHAHAHAHAHAH TRAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" He felt raspberries on every inch of his stomach and sides. The vibrations were fifty times worse than one raspberry. He screamed out, his tears falling down like waterfalls. Bendy went over to his feet and tickled them. Sammy had a blush that would make the color red jealous. "STAAAAAAAAAHAHAHA!!! I CAHAHAHAHAHAHA BREEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Sammy then felt himself slip away into unconsciousness. The searchers them began to panic. Did they just kill Sammy!? "Relax," Bendy told them. "He just passed out. Great on a job well done! I'll tell you if he needs another tickle another time, alright?" The searchers oozed out of the room with Bendy, Sammy sleeping and giggling on the floor.

#Bendy and the Ink Machine #batim #Sammy Lawrence #Bendy #Sammy Lawrence lee #Bendy ler

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ticklish-n-stuff · 8 months

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Tickletober day #9: Lie

Based on this piece of art by the wonderful and amazing @fluffyweeby Tysm for allowing me to write this, and I hope I do these boys justice :3

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Jason x Damian (PLATONIC)

Lee: Damian

Ler: Jason

Warnings: Tickles! Sibling bonding :3

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A little bird (also known as Tim) had told Jason that Damian was allegedly ticklish.

"Pfft, no way" was what Red Hood thought at first, but the possibility of it still lingered in his mind. I mean, how cute and funny would it be if Damian of all people started squealing like a kid? I mean, he was a kid after all. If anything, he'd be doing him a favor.

Being as nonchalant as he was, Jason went with the most straightforward approach possible. "Hey Dami, are you ticklish?"

"No, don't ask stupid questions Todd" the younger one deadpaned in his usual harsh tone. But you gotta remember, this is a family of detectives. It wasn't hard for Jason to notice the way Damian avoided eye contact and the slightest drop of sweat forming on his forehead. He practically gave himself away, but the fun is seeing it for yourself.

"Not ticklish at all? So really nothing, huh?" Jason had approached the younger male, his hands instantly latching onto Robin's sides.

"Mhmmmm—" Damian had to bite down on his lip to prevent any sound to come out. He'd be damned if the superior Robin got taken down with mere tickles, not like he was ticklish though...

"So if I were to tickle here or here you wouldn't laugh?~" Jason's amused smirk grew wider as he experimented on different spots, prodding at his ribs, fluttering his fingers under his arms, even reaching up to the youngling's neck. Although he didn't get a proper reaction yet, watching Damian struggling to keep his composure was a joy in it's own.

"N-nope! Cause I'm not tiHIcklish!" Damian's hands instantly flew up to cover his mouth when his voice raised in pitch. It seemed that Jason had snuck his hands down and gave a surprise squeeze to his hips.

The ex-assasin shot a glare up at his older brother "Todd, I swear—"

"Yeah yeah, swear all you want~" Jason retored teasingly as he continued to knead his fingers along the sensitive waist.

"HNGH!" Damian doubled over, his hands clutching around his stomach for dear life. His face transitioning through all the red colors imaginable.

"C'mon, baby bird. Can't hold it in forever~" Jason managed to pick up the shorter male with ease, swinging him over his shoulder.

"Gah! Unhand me right now!" Damian tried kicking and punching his way out, but Jason was too resilient.

"Not yet, I still got another spot to test out~" Jason gave a squeeze to Damian's knee, testing out the waters. Once he felt a sharp gasp escape his younger brother, he knew he had hit the jackpot.

"W-wait! bwAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHODD, LET ME GOHOHO!" Damian squealed and thrashed around Jason's hold, trying so hard to break free. Alas, his big bro could be just as stubborn as him.

"Woah! Who knew that you could laugh so cutely?~" Jason kept wriggling his fingers along the soft spot behind his knees, sending Damian into a fit of hysterics.

"I-IHIHI'LL KILL YOHOU! GAHAHAHAHA!"

"Whatever you say, kid" threats aside, it was pretty cute seeing his baby bro acting like a kid for once. Not that Jason would admit that out loud.

Once Damian started hiccuping through his laughter, Jason decided to show a bit of mercy and put him back down. The young Robin instantly sucked in as much air as he could, his cheeks were still all flushed and he was desperately trying to fight back the leftover smile.

"I... *hic* I will have my revenge..." he declared before storming out of the room, classic Damian.

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IM SORRY IF THIS IS ASS IM TRYING OK?! THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING THEM AND IM AIDHAKRHKSHRKSHE

#augtickletober2023 #tickletober2023 #batman wayne family adventures #bwfa tickle #bwfa tickle fic #tickle fic #jason todd #damian wayne #ler!jason #lee!damian

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mintyjin · 7 years

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Jaebum as your boyfriend

@wangworshipper THANK YOU SO MUCH ILY and don’t worry you can never overwhelm me I am impossible to intimidate bwahahahaha jk i don't fuck with centipedes

hopefully you like fried chicken

you gonna be eating a lot of fried chicken

he likes you almost as much as he likes fried chicken

really chill dates at home binge watching your favorite shows

you start off cuddling like normal people

you lying on his chest, his arms around you

and then life happens and all of a sudden you two have formed a human pretzel

his left leg is over your right shoulder, your right foot is in his face, his hand is on your thigh, your faces are 978391 miles from each other

and eventually one of you points out how weird it is

and then you both laugh and cuddle normally again

that doesn’t last very long

you go to the cinemas a lot too

and he does that “yawn and put your arm around their shoulder” thing

subtle

you two always plan to go shopping for new plates or something

and then get distracted

you don’t remember the plates until you’re at home surrounded by new cat toys and other random things you needed

and you have nothing to eat dinner on

so Jaebum goes to the store and buys a pack of cheap paper plates

and tbh you never get real ones, you’re too attached to the paper plates now

has this thing where he comes up behind you and kisses your shoulder

and then trails up your neck

to your ear

it’s not always a sexual thing

he just likes kissing you there

his hands will always find themselves up your shirt though

just resting on your skin

but sometimes he tickles your stomach while he does it

just to hear you shriek

and then mimics you for hours

with that stupid

smirk

glued to his face

sigh

would never admit to being big on pda

but he always holds your hand

rubbing circles with his thumb

playfully smacks your butt while waiting for coffee just to see you roll your eyes at him

goes for a kiss and makes at least two soccer moms scoff

because boiiiiiii that lasted a good 2 seconds longer than what is socially acceptable for a sidewalk outside of a frozen yogurt shop

did I mention he’d have his hands on your waist during this kiss?

when he tells you he loves you, your heart will stop

because he wraps his arms around your waist and leans in

and his face is so close to yours

his lips brush your ear

and he says it softly

in a deep ass voice

“I love you.”

and he doesn’t say it very often so you better cherish those moments

because he thinks actions speak much louder than three words ever could

oh got6 is now a big part of your life

you’re their mother now

so just get ready because that can’t be good

you seen that clip where they’re asked to say hi to Ling and they take it way further than it needed to go

that’s gonna be ur name

every single time they see you

and jaebum would never let the teasing get out of hand but tbh

he kind of loves it

because his best friends like you

which is great because he can’t imagine living without you at this point

in conclusion

im jaebum is a chill af boyfriend

and you’ll never forget that he loves you even though he may not say it as often

because when you sees you after a long day of practice, his face lights up like a million christmas trees

he pulls you into a big, sweaty bear hug

and even though you tell him to jump in the shower for god’s sake, you wouldn’t change a thing

well, maybe the paper plates

next up: choi youngjae

#got7 #got7 reactions #got7 imagines #got7 jaebum #got7 jb #im jaebum #jaebum #got7 fluff #got7 boyfriend #got7 series

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il0veyoujk · 3 years

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Tickletober D9 - Revenge

"Oh, you are gonna get it now!" Yoongi exclaims as he picks you up and lays you on the mattress while his whole head and shoulders are soaking wet.

"Ohohoho my gosh!" you keep giggling unstoppable as you remember what happened some seconds ago.

"Huh?! You are laughing?! Oh imma give you something to laugh with!" and before you can say anything, he has already dived in and he is clawing on your ribs.

A loud shriek escapes you as you thrash around nonstop and hysterical laughter comes out of you "BWAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAO AHAHAHAHA!" you scream in laughter as your fingers are gripping on his wrists in your attempt to stop him.

"You think it was funny to splash me while I was asleep, huh? Now you are getting it!" he chuckles at your hysterical laughter while his fingers move to your lower ribs, scribbling on them.

"IT WAHAHAHAHAHAS FUN THAHAHAHAHAO AHAHAHAHAHA!" you of course don't have an off button, so you keep teasing him, only to get unexpected nibbles all over your lower tummy.

"Ohohoho you just don't know where to stop, do you?" Yoongi giggles at your bratty teases as he shakes his head to add to the ticklish sensations while his hands are squeezing on your hips.

You are bucking your hips in the air as you are trying to push him away, with no avail at all of course "NAHAHAHAHAHAO STAHAHAHAHAP AHAHAHAHAHA!" you scream nonstop as Yoongi doesn't cease the tickles at all.

"Stop? Ohoho sweetheart you are stuck with me for a looooong time~" he smirks as he continues nibbling on your lower tummy and squeezing your hips nonstop while you are losing your mind.

#tickle #ticklish #tickling #tickle blog #bts tickle #ler!bts #bts!ler #bts #kim taehyung #park jimin #jeon jungkook #jung hoseok #kim seokjin #kim namjoon #min yoongi #tickling community #tickle community #tickletober #kpop tickle

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sour--strawberries · 7 years

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Double Trouble Reunion, part 4 . 5 / **

fandom: Stony (Steve x Tony), Avengers,

universe: Double Trouble universe (Steve and Tony, T2 and S2)

summary: It is high time for the first experience in their special room and T2 is the first ‘volunteer’

length: 2 992 words

warnings: light bondage, usage of tickle tools (feathers, toothbrush), consent tickling, orgasm (but no NSFW or explicit tickling)

a/n: enjoy a precious, tickle moment between the boys! I plan to write more moments like this. no hot stuff happening here, but I am giving it / ** just to be safe. remember that likes and feedback make me happy!

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Double Trouble Reunion, part 4.5 / **

The air around him suddenly felt much heavier. He didn’t even put much of a fight, when his wrists were taken and pinned to the frames, soft leather straps, securing him in place. His legs were pushed apart and ankles were bound in the same manner as his hands. The x frame was adjustable and luckily for him, the panels weren’t stretched to their whole length and his feet remained flat on the floor, the whole sole pressed into the soft, red carpet, in an oval shape, contrasting with the hard and rectangular frame in a deep brown color.

T2 kept taking in shallow breaths, feeling air on his already bare stomach. It wasn’t by any means cold, but he was shuddering. He wasn’t sure if it was fear or excitement or both.

The remaining trio exchanged worried looks, alarmed by the stillness from the bubbliest one of them. It wasn’t a secret that T2 loved to be tickled and teased, but he appeared out of breath and on a verge of panic attack.

“Honeeeyyy…” S2 moved to the front, blocking T2’s vision, letting him see only him. “Are you okay?” he asked.

T2 didn’t answer, just kept sucking in shallow, rapid breaths. It was exactly like one of the fantasies he had when he returned home, back to his Steve, leaving T1 and S1 behind. It wouldn’t be the first time he would get tickled by all of them, but this was different. It won’t be the playful pokes and teasing, while he was squirming and batting on three sets of hands to get away, but real, mind-blowing experience with no escape and no way to protect himself. He was so ready and yet felt so overwhelmed.

The further lack of answer seriously worried S2. He reached his hand for the leather strap and tugged on it to release his boyfriend.

The sudden loose feeling around his left wrist finally snapped T2 out of his trance. He looked puzzled at S2.

“What are you doing?”

After the question, S2 looked back in the same way at his boyfriend. “I am setting you free.”

“Why?” T2 asked further, pulling his eyebrows together.

“Um, you didn’t look well, so we thought that—” S1 tried to explain, as T1 and S2 stared at the bound brunet.

T2 laughed. He got too lost in his thoughts and spaced out and had to scare his lovers. “I am fine,” he assured with a grin.

“Are you sure? Because we don’t need to this—”

“No, I am fine,” he interrupted T2, changing his smile into a sweeter one. “Got overexcited.”

“Overexcited?” S2 asked, raising a single eyebrow up.

T2 nodded, wiggling impatiently in his bounds, making the frame rattle gently. “Are we doing this or not?” he urged his lovers.

The trio exchanged puzzled looks and smiled in the end. T2 really scared them.

“We are doing this,” Tony nodded, cracking his knuckles. All three advanced on the bound man, and T2 squeaked in nervous excitement, a smile already tugging on his lips.

“Wait, wait, wait!” he yelped before any fingers could make contact with his skin. “Kiss!! Where is my kiss?!” he shouted, demanding their usual tradition to be respected.

“You don’t deserve to be kissed after scaring us like that,” Tony patronized, wiggling his finger into T2’s belly button and scratching the skin inside with his fingertip.

“HIHIHIHIHI!!” T2 right away broke into adorable giggles, his whole body shaking. “Come ohohohoohon!! Kihihihihiss meehehehe!!”

“Fine, we will kiss you,” T1 smiled, retracting his finger. T2 took a long breath, smiling, before expectantly puckering his lips. Instead, he once again broke into yelped out laughter, when three pairs of lips pressed to his belly, Steves on the sides and Tony in the middle, just below the belly button and blew electrifying raspberries into this skin.

“BWAAHAHAHAHA!!!” T2 squirmed around desperately trying to lower his hands or kick himself away. It was no use. “NAHAHAHAT FAHAHAIARR!!”

None of his lovers answered. Of course, that raspberries were unfair, but they were breaking the ice and easing the tension as it was proved many times. And they didn’t want T2 to feel uptight. There would come a time when they would have him bound like this again, naked and teased until he couldn’t take it anymore. It was their first shared experience like this, and they had to make it a pleasant memory.

“I say it is fair,” Tony smiled happily, temporarily left alone with T2 as Steves walked away. He stayed down and kneeled on the rug, T2’s stomach just in front of him and he kept smoothening his fingertips over his counterpart’s sides.

“Tohohohohnnyy,” T2 giggle whimpered, twisting his hips from side to side under the loving attack. It was curious how his shirt didn’t roll down, but Toy did a good job of tugging it in place.

“Yes, dear?” Tony asked, just to be a tease, and stopped his fingers in the curve of T2’s sides, wiggling fingers against the soft skin.

“MPHIHIHIHI!!!”

“Aw, you’re so cute,” Tony cooed, sweeping fingers up and down the sides, before digging into the ticklish spots, being rewarded with a deeper laugh, instead of the adorable giggles.

“AHAHAHA!! HaahaAHAA!!”

It was light and teasing and kept him on the edge, between the state of laughing fully and giggling away. It was amazing how much more ticklish he felt, only because of being tied down and not able to move.

“We brought supplies,” he heard one of the Steves saying, and there was some rattle as they moved a three tier rolling cart closer, the same model Tonys used in their labs to hold tools. This one was also meant for tools, just a different kind of.

“Good choice,” Tony said cheerfully, using one hand to keep squeezing T2’s side in short bursts, while the other one reached to take something from the cart. T2 had no idea what it was, his eyes constantly closed from the ticklish sensation flowing through his body.

“HIHIHIHIH!!!” T2 shook in his bounds when he felt something soft gliding over his belly, circling the belly button. He opened his eyes for a split of the second, and saw T2 holding a small, fluffy feather, smiling wickedly as he glided the soft plums around the navel.

“OH YOU FAHAHAHAAHKERS!!” he shook more when felt more feathers on his body. S1 stood on his right and used a long stiff feather to trace every rib and the spaces between them, while his Steve took place on the left and indulged himself by using a small feather duster, with a lot of colorful, soft feathers, dusting his lover’s neck and ears.

“HAHAHAHAHA!!!” T2’s brain started to melt. He was torn between pressing his face to the shoulder to protect the ticklish skin on his ear and neck, and wiggling away from the feather on his ribs and getting away from the smallest and the most devastating touch on his belly. It was very hard to simultaneously suck his stomach in and laugh and he was failing miserably.

“Do you think he likes it?” Tony asked in a teasing tone, doing little eights with his feather, the middle part falling on T2’s innie, just enough for the plums to gently kiss the sensitive skin, but not get inside fully.

“I think he loves it,” Steve smiled, doing long, lazy swipes on each rib hidden under a soft layer until T2 sucked his belly in and made the bones visible.

“He definitely loves it,” S2 confirmed, not discouraged by his lover pressing his ear to his shoulder, always finding some opening to tickle and tickle.

There was no doubt, that indeed T2 loved it. He felt helpless and vulnerable, but at the same time, he trusted his lovers, and it was an amazing, bizarre feeling, that made him love all three of them even more. His head was spinning and his heart was brimming with happiness more and more with every swipe of the feathers on his body.

“Switch?”

What?

T2’s laughter rang anew through the room, when a soft feather traced his side and ribs, a stiff feather tickled his cheek and ear shell and a cluster of small, fluffy feathers swiped over his lower belly, back and forth, back and forth.

“BWAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Aw, he is so precious,” Tony smiled, tracing T2’s side with the small feather he was holding, very gently, just to tease the skin.

“He is. My precious babe,” S2 bragged, twirling the small feather duster between his fingers, aiming the curled tips at T2’s innie, letting them dip inside the ticklish spot.

“Our precious babe,” Steve argued, shooting his counterpart a meaningful look. He didn’t stop dragging the side of the feather under T2’s chin, teasing the soft skin there, that wasn’t protected by the goatee.

T2’s breath became short again and the happy feeling was bubbling in him. There was another feeling, slowly wakening up in the pit of his stomach, making his limbs go stiff.

“Switch.”

Before the new feeling could fully engulf him, his whole body quivered under a new attack and he started laughing the loudest so far. It was this kind of combo that would make him die. An irritatingly soft feather tracing his jawline and neck, a bunch of feathers sweeping over his ribs and sides, and a soft, yet stiff feather circling his belly button, before twirling inside and setting his body on fire.

“Wow, we should start with this from the very beginning,” T2 heard someone speak, but couldn’t recognize who it was, not anymore, his laughter changing varying from loud and panicked, to silent and breathed out, just to start again, each time louder and clearer. He didn’t have strength to toss anymore, so he stayed in place, laughing his heart and soul out.

None of the ticklers noticed that, besides the usual redness on T2’s face from laughing too much, his skin started to get a pinkish glow and became warmer.

“We almost forgot!”

The feathers were pulled away, and T2 slumped in his restraints, leaning all his weight against the frame, sucking in greedy, deep breaths, his stomach and chest moving in a mesmerizing pattern. There was some wet squirt and three sets of hands began to massage his tormented belly, gliding over the skin with ease, spreading something smooth and slippery. It was comforting and nice, and T2 closed his eyes, losing himself in the feeling, a delighted smile twitching on his lips. It was really soothing.

Until he heard a buzzing.

T2 wheezed, his eyes open wide and round as saucers. He saw his lovers, holding electric toothbrushes in their hands, Steves just one, while Tony had to hold two, because he was greedy like that.

“NO WAI—” the panicked scream never made its way out fully, when spinning bristles pressed to his oiled up skin. “FFUUU–AAAAHAHAHAHAA!!!”

T2 was screaming, tossing and laughing, four toothbrushes gliding over his soft skin, tracing every rib, doing zigzags on his sides and devastatingly slow circles in the middle of his stomach. It tickled so bad and wonderful and he felt the hot feeling coming back, clouding his mind and vision. It had to happen sooner or later, and one of the toothbrushes made its way into his belly button, the soft bristles spinning and additional vibrations from the device shook his whole body. Not able to stop, T2 thrust his hips up, screaming out his release, his body clenching with every wave of pleasure washing over him.

When T2 came down from cloud again, he heard only his soft breath, as the toothbrushes had to be turned off earlier. He could feel the tension and question hanging in the air.

“Well,” Tony chuckled, sounding nervous. “I didn’t expect that.”

“I kinda did,” Steve said, remembering what happened when the first time he had T2 tied down and tickled.

“Me too,” S2 shrugged, also knowing what such circumstances did to his boyfriend.

“Then thanks for the warning, guys!” Tony complained, and the snotty tone he used, caused T2 to snort out a laugh, bringing the attention of three men back to him.

“Babe, are you okay?” S2 asked, kissing his Tony’s temple in a tender gesture.

T2 nodded, his mind still dazed and body weak from the tickling and orgasm he had just been through. He felt blissful and yet so, so tired.

“I think we should call it quits for today,” Steve said, and S2 nodded, working on the straps to free his boyfriend.

“Or!” Tony called, struck by an idea, “we can turn him on his back and get his feet! The frame is adjustable, we can change the settings—”

“No, Tony.”

“But—”

“Do you want to change places with T2?” Steve asked his boyfriend, sounding stern. Hearing the offer, T2 locked his eyes with his counterpart, and with the rest of the strength he had, he smiled. It wasn’t a friendly smile. It was a promise that as soon as T2 would get his hands on Tony and his ticklish body and the sweet outie he would make him beg for mercy.

“No, I am good,” Tony meeped out, taking a step back and bumping into Steve, escaping from T2’s look and almost a sadistic glint in his eyes. It seemed that he was the only one who ever experienced that side of the usually sweet brunet.

S2 finished his job and set T2 free, holding him in his arms bridal style, and T2 blinked at him sleepily and smiled sweetly, thankful for the gesture. He really didn’t have the strength to move, and even if he had, the uncomfortable wetness in his pants would make the walk troublesome. The remaining trio quickly debated if to use for the first time the big bed in their tickle dungeon, but found that it might be too overpowering to rest in the same room, and decided to get back to their shared bedroom. It was getting late anyway and they all could use some sleep. Steve stopped at the kitchen and took a bottle of water for T2, while Tony and S2 took the exhausted brunet to the bedroom and stripped him down to his underwear.

“I will help him get clean,” T1 said, swinging an arm over T2’s shoulder and walking him into the adjoined bathroom. S2 nodded and sat on the bed, his thoughts still going through what happened down in the basement. It all seemed like a bizarre, beautiful dreams.

“Brought water,” Steve said, entering the bedroom and putting the bottle on the nightstand. “Do you think he will be hungry? I can get some snacks too.”

S2 smiled, grateful for the other him to be so caring. “I think he will just want to sleep. When he wakes up, he will be famished.”

Some pearly laughter and splashing were heard behind the closed bathroom door. Steve smiled gently and looked at the ceiling in fond irritation.

“Tony, don’t use the water beam to tickle T2!!” he reprimanded his boyfriend.

“Awwww…” a disappointed whine, followed by a gurgling sound and more laughter. T2 had to wrestle the shower head out of T1’s hands and pointed it at his big mouth. Both Steves exchanged fond looks, and started to get ready for sleeping.

When Tonys walked out of the bathroom, clean and fresh and smelling of mint, T2 was walking on his own, regaining some of his vigor. He bounced on the bed, and wiggled under the covers, letting out a happy, content sigh, his eyes sparkling with humor and love.

“Our turn,” Steve said, ruffling the top of T2’s head, before leaning down and kissing the back of it. Instead of the kiss, he gave his Tony a playful slap on the round bum, as a reprimand for further tormenting T2, causing his boyfriend jump and yelp funnily. S2 followed into the bathroom, giving both boys a tender kiss they were happy to receive.

It took a shorter time and when Steves finished their evening bathroom routine, they stepped back into the bedroom and saw their boys already sleeping peacefully. Just the position seemed odd, and Steve recognized T2 being the smaller spoon, while Tony was laying behind him, closer to the edge of the bed. That meant that the other side of the bed was left for him and S2…

S2 looked at the other blond, eyes sparkling with something playful. Steve grunted, not wanting to repeat the situation from the morning and didn’t get into the bed. Not yet. He didn’t want to admit it, but his pride did suffer a bit.

S2 chuckled quietly at the others stubbornness, and lifted the covers up, first climbing into the bed, gently fitting himself into his Tony. T2 welcomed him with a sweet hum and nuzzled into his boyfriend, happily sandwiched between Tony and his Steve. Steve scratched the back of his neck. Maybe he was acting silly. Feeling sleepy, he wriggled into the space S2 had leave for him and draped his hands over the other’s broad back, pressing his nose to the nape and breathing gently.

Immediately, S2 wiggled and snorted. “Hey!” he protested, even if there wasn’t any real complaint in his voice.

“Oh, sorry,” Steve said, tipping his head up. Ticklish spot, right. Before he moved away, he soothingly kissed S2’s nape, the gesture coming natural and Steve only thought about it after it had already happened. Yet, S2 didn’t move. None of them did, and slowly, they drifted to sleep, comforted by each other’s warmth and with T2’s sweet laughter still ringing in their ears.

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#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #tony stark is ticklish #double trouble #double trouble fic #double trouble reunion #double trouble reunion fic #**#fanfic #fanfiction

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