#lee!tubbo

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tickletober day 5- “I’m not ticklish.”

#augtickletober2023

ler!wilbur, lee!tubbo (this ones pretty short :’) )

and theres some lee wilbur & ler tubbo at the start<33

rahhhshdjfjsbfb posting these fics is SCARY

“Tuhubbo- Fuck ohohoff man!” Wilbur giggled lightly while pushing away Tubbo’s hands. The little bitch had been constantly poking and prodding Wilbur’s sides! And he wouldn’t stop!

“Y’know whahat- that’s ihit, c’mehere!” Wilbur suddenly grabbed Tubbo’s wrists with one hand to stop him, causing the younger to let out a muffled yelp. Tubbo then relaxed himself and looked up at Wilbur. “I’m not ticklish.” He smiled before continuing, “unlike you.”

“Really? Because I've heard stories that say otherwise. Now why don’t you laugh for me?” Wilbur used his free hand to squeeze up and down Tubbo’s side. Tubbo covered his mouth and refused to laugh, but his squirming made it obvious enough that it tickled. A lot.

“Oh, come on. You’re really gonna hold out on me? Don’t worry. That’ll change real soon.” Wilbur smirked before quickly pinning Tubbo down, lifting his shirt right to the middle of his stomach and blowing a big raspberry on the spot. Tubbo lost it.

“WIHIHILBUHUR! OH MY GOHOHOD- FUHUCK!” Tubbo arched his back then slammed himself back against the couch.

“Oh?” Wilbur raised an eyebrow, bringing his hands down to drill his thumbs into Tubbo’s hips. “I thought you said you weren’t ticklish? Did you lie to me, Tubbo?”

“NOHOHO! FUHUCK OFF!” Tubbo shrieked, trying to push Wilbur’s hands away.

“And now you’re being rude!” Wilbur tsked, stopping the tickling for a moment. “I think you deserve a little punishment, yeah? For lying, then being rude to me about it?”

“Noho- Nohoho, Wihilbuhur pleheHEASE! NAHAH FUHUHUCK!” Tubbo pleaded through laughter as Wilbur quickly inhaled before blowing a very big raspberry right above the younger’s navel.

“This is what you get, Tubbo! Actions have consequences, y’know? I’m only teaching you a lesson to not mess with the tickle monster.. It’s fair, right?” Wilbur teased, grinning at the flustered look of the boy below him.

“NOHOHO!” Tubbo squealed, slightly arching his back before falling back down. “PLEHEHEASE WIHILBUR!”

Wilbur tilted his head, “Please what? Please keep tickling you? Alright!” He vibrated his fingers on Tubbo’s hip bones, eliciting a shriek from the boy. Wilbur giggled along with Tubbo’s shrieky laughter before leaning down to blow a raspberry on his neck.

“OKAHAHAY OKAHAY NOHOHO MOHORE!” Tubbo finally pushed Wilbur’s hands away, and Wilbur backed off entirely. The younger curled into a ball, his shoulders shaking as he still giggled until the ticklish feeling finally faded away.

“You alright?” Wilbur placed a hand on Tubbo’s shoulder. Tubbo sat up, and Wilbur moved the boy’s hair out of his face.

“Yeah.. I’m okay.” Tubbo smiled, before suddenly straightening his posture and looking at Wilbur threateningly. “If you tell Tommy about anything that just happened I swear to god I will absolutely murder you and you know exactly how.”

“..Alright, I won’t.” Wilbur put his hands up in fake “surrender.”

He was absolutely going to tell Tommy despite knowing the consequences.

[zaris-tickle-blogs]

Look before assuming

Lers: Ranboo, Tubbo and Wilbur

Lees: Tommy and Tubbo

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Tommy was streaming on Minecraft the door to his office came in. It was Ranboo. But Tommy didn't know that it was Ranboo. He thought it was Jack Manifold again. He did not mind when he is there. But then Ranboo picked him up. Again something that Jack would do.

"PUT ME DOWN YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT" he screamed.

"That's how you talk to your friends" Ranboo finally said reveling that it was him.

"RANBOO- WAIT I'M SORRY I THOUGHT YOU WERE JACK I SWEAR." Tommy tried to explain

"Uh huh, sure" Ranboo did not believe that

Tommy saw the look in Ranboo and knew what he was planning. Tommy tried to squirm out of Ranboo's arms. Once he did, he turned the stream off and ran out of the room bumping into Wilbur and Tubbo.

Wilbur spoke first, "Tommy? Why are you running in the house?"

"I accidentally yelled at Ranboo thinking he was Jack Manifold. And now he wants to tickle me as a punishment for that." Tommy explained

"Oh, so your running from him and his tickly fingers. I thought you liked when he tickles you." Tubbo said grinning a bit

Tommy blushes "w-well yeah, I do but the chasing is what makes it fun" Tommy's eyes then widened looking behind him seeing Ranboo behind him.

"You like when I tickle you huh? And the chasing makes it fun?" Ranboo teased. Before pouncing on Tommy, holding him down by sitting on his thighs.

Tommy yelped as Ranboo pounced on him.

"Did I hurt you, Tommy?" Ranboo said, making sure he didn't hurt his friend.

"Yeah I'm fine, Ranboo. You just surprised me. That's all." Tommy replied.

Ranboo relaxed as he started cracking his fingers, making sure they were ready to be moving a lot until Tommy can't take it anymore.

"Safeword is "Philza", alright?"

Tommy nods as he felt ten fingers scribbling up and down his belly gently. Tommy giggles softly.

"Aww soft cute giggles, coming from little sassy Tommyinnit. How cute." Ranboo teased, giggling himself

"Nohohohot cuhuhuhuhutehehehehehehehehehe.

"Oh yes you are" Wilbur spoke up, joining in on the tickling. Tickling his feet.

"NOHOHOHO WIHIHIHIHILBUR. STOHOHOBOHOHOP"

Wilbur laughed "do you really want me to stop? You could have kicked me off by now. You have to be honest, you enjoy this."

Tommy whined, he didn't want him to stop but he didn't want his feet tickled. But he also didn't wanna kick him or hurt him.

"WIHIHIHIHILBUR IHIHIHI HAHAHAHAHAHAVEHEHEHEHEHEN'T KIHIHIHIHIHICKED YOU OHOHOHOHOHFF BEHEHECAHAHAHAHAAAHAHUHUHUSEHEHEHEHEHE I DON'T WAHAHAHAHAAHANT TOHOHOHOHO KIHIHIHICK YOU AHAHAHAHAHAND HUHUHUHUHURT YOU" Tommy screamed out with laughter.

"Awww that's sweet but also a lie, you like this and I know it." Wilbur teased. As Tubbo sat down and pinned Tommy's arms under his legs, which were above Tommy's head. As he traced shapes in Tommy's armpits

"WAHAHAHAHAIT TUHUHUHUBBOHOHOHOHOHOHO YOHOHOHOHOR SUPPOHOHOHOHOHOSEHEHEHEHEHE TOHOHOHOHOHO BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAVIHIHIHIHIHING MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE."

Tubbo grinned, "I was suppose to save you? But I wanna help tickle you since you love it so much."

"You have no one to save you except for your safeword." Ranboo teased, making Tommy scream with louder laughter

"OKAHAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY, PHIHIHIHILZAHAHAHAHA, NOW PLEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHASEHEHE STAHAHAHAHAP" Tommy was loosing it.

They all stopped seeing on how red he was from laughter and teasing. Tommy curled up into a ball as Ranboo rubbed his hand on Tommy's back, to help him calm him down and get rid of the ghost tickles

Then Ranboo said, "Tubbo it's your turn~"

Then he grabbed Tubbo and pulled him onto his lap. Hiding his arms above his head with one hand and started to wiggle his finger inside Tubbos belly button. Making Tubbo scream

"W-WAHAHAHAHAIT NOHOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAP" he screamed trying to squirm out of Ranboo's grip but Ranboo was too strong.

"The safeword is the same as Tommy's safeword, so just say it if you had enough"

Ranboo tickled Tubbo for an hour when he finally said "PHIHIHIHILZAHAHAHAHA"

As soon as Tubbo said that, he was released and Ranboo stopped tickling him.

Let's just say, Tubbo and Tommy had to be carried to bed that night. Wilbur carried Tommy, and Ranboo carried Tubbo.

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Please show no hate, this is my actual fic on Tumblr. Love y'all (not in the weird way)

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Three Times Tubbo Was Saved From Overworking

Summary: A compilation of times when Tubbo is comforted by others after trying to take on too much responsibility.

[DSMP S1] Switch!Tubbo, Ler!Tommy, Ler!Quackity, Lee!Ranboo

Word Count: 2.6k

Note: Tubbo and Ranboo’s relationship is written as being ambiguously platonic/romantic in this fic. I do not ship the creators.

First fic of 2023 and it’s good to be back! :3

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“Tubbo? Hello?” Tommy called, snapping his fingers.

Tubbo’s heart skipped a beat at the startle. His vision unclouded as he turned to look at his friend. “Er, I’m sorry. What were you saying?”

“You keep spacing out, Tubs! I was telling you about my idea to expand L’Manberg’s borders south, but are you okay?”

The president hummed in response and tapped his nails against the lacquered wood of his desk. “Yeah, sorry. I think I’m just stressed, is all. A bit overwhelmed, you know, with the new job. I’m fine, though, really.”

Tommy, who was seated in one of the two paisley-adorned chairs across the desk, frowned at him. “Right. I just… fuck, man, I feel like I haven’t seen you do anything fun in ages.” He stood. “Do you want to go for a walk? Get some fresh air or some shit? At least we’ll be out of this stuffy office.”

Tubbo looked out the stained glass window. It was a beautiful day outside; the sun was illuminating the land and creating a kaleidoscope of light inside the room. He nodded with a smile. “Yeah, sure.”

The pair left the legislative building, and Tubbo’s face lit up as soon as he passed those doors. He inhaled. He was happy to smell freshly cut grass and traces of honeysuckle in the wind, rather than the dust of the books on his shelves.

“Nice, isn’t it? Better than staying in that fucking office all day?” Tommy asked.

“Definitely.”

They walked over to a nearby ravine, stopping to pick flowers and admire interesting critters along the way. They found a shady patch, covered by the foliage of a tall, leafy tree. They sat down and watched the calm flow of the stream, how the water created ripples that illuminated the gleaming rocks below. They talked about mundane things, laughing joyfully the whole while. However, to Tommy’s dismay, Tubbo had heard a chime and pulled his telecommunicator out from his breast pocket. 

“Tubs?”

“Sorry, just a message from Niki,” he explained, quickly tapping away on its tiny chromed keyboard, “She wants to know what I think about some building plans.” 

Tommy rolled his eyes. “C’mon, man, I took you here to avoid work!” He reached over and grabbed the object from him.

“What the fuck? Tommy!” Tubbo complained, reaching for it as the taller boy held it high above his head.

“No way!” Tommy laughed.

Tubbo shook his head, his eyebrows knitted together in annoyance while an amused smile played upon his lips. “Alright, you asked for it!” 

He squeezed Tommy’s side, and the blond dropped the device to cover his torso.

“Ah! What the hell?”

“You wouldn’t give it back!”

“You were being boring!” 

Out of the blue, Tubbo found himself laying on his back against the damp grass, with Tommy grinning on top of him. Damn it, the boy had sure pounced quickly. 

“Tom? TOHOHOMMY!” Tubbo cackled, as Tommy began quickly kneading his fingers into his belly. He attempted to grab Tommy’s hands, but this was only used against him. Tommy snatched up his wrists with one hand and held them above the brunet’s head, still prodding along his torso with his free fingers.

“Revenge, bitch!” He shouted in triumph as he squeezed Tubbo’s hip.

The hybrid’s ears flapped in mirth while blood rushed to his face from his laughter. He kicked out his legs from underneath his friend. “Fohohor whahahat?”

“For being boring!” Tommy felt Tubbo’s knee knock against his own and took that as a cue to start squeezing it, spidering under the kneecap every so often. He grinned when the other squealed at the change in spots.

“Ihihihah- I’ll behehe lehehess bohoring, I’m sohohorry, Ihihi swehear!” He shook his head, though he truly didn’t mind the playful contact. It was nice to laugh, and what was that project he was working on earlier? He couldn’t recall. After days of nonstop work, he welcomed the distraction.

“Yeah? And you’re going to hang out with me and not think about presidential shit? Because you’re a great leader and you need to stop being so hard on yourself?”

“Yeheah! Ihihi- wehehell…”

Tubbo began cackling once again when Tommy started drawing circles into one of his exposed underarms. He squeezed his eyes shut and felt his damp eyelashes brush against the lids.

“Say it, Tubbo! You’re a great leader and you’ll stop being hard on yourself!”

“Ohohokay!” He agreed, and tapped Tommy’s wrist. 

Tommy stopped tickling him, and waited for his statement. 

Panting through his residual giggles, Tubbo said: “Ihihi… I’m aha goohood leader, and I need to stop being hard on myself.”

Tommy hummed, and a smirk appeared on his face. Not quite, big man. I said ‘great’, not good.” He pinched along Tubbo’s side.

“Ah! WAHAIT! I’m a greheat leadeherah! Tohommy!”

“That’s better. Right you are, Tubs.”

He ruffled Tubbo’s disheveled hair while the boy shot him a glare that was rendered unthreatening by his wide smile. Tommy sat back down on the grass and handed Tubbo back his communicator. “Fuhuck you.”

“Hey, I wouldn’t be mean to me right now. I could easily do that again.”

Tubbo swallowed and felt a flush return to his cheeks when Tommy wiggled his fingers. “No! No, that won’t be necessary.” 

Tommy bumped his shoulder with a chuckle. “Good.”

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Tubbo sighed and pressed his fingers to his temple as he looked over the mess of the kitchen. Something sticky was burning on the stove — that wouldn't be coming off with any amount of scrubbing, Tubbo thought — with wisps of smoke rising from it. Pieces of chopped vegetables fallen from the counter were littering the floor, creating a sad, sparse confetti. A tall pile of dishes was sitting in the sink. In the corner of the space was a bag of half-eaten, discarded burgers: Tubbo's failed prototypes. 

The boy had been eager to accept Quackity's offer to be the chef of Las Nevadas's burger restaurant. However, not long after accepting the job, the man had given him a list of demands, one of them being to create a menu featuring a variety of specified exotic ingredients. Tubbo was a decent cook, no doubt about that, but he was far from being a culinary genius. Quackity's requests were ridiculous. How could anyone be expected to come up with a good recipe that combines savory meat with citric chorus fruit? 

He sighed. This was impossible! He supposed that he should tell Quackity that he had failed. Maybe he wouldn’t be as upset if Tubbo informed him, before the man had the chance to find out for himself. Tubbo removed his stained apron and draped it over his shoulder. He made the trek over to Quackity’s office. When he reached the chrome door, he gave a quiet tap on it with his knuckles.

“Boss?” Tubbo croaked, wringing his hands together.

“Come in!” Quackity called.

The goat hybrid opened the door. His hooves clicked across the tile as he shuffled into the room. Quackity stared at him from his plush, ornate rolling chair, with his feet up on his lacquered desk. His eyebrows raised in concern as his eyes trailed over Tubbo’s messy state. The boy had grease stains on his clothes, mustard in his hair, and bloodshot, tired eyes.

“Um, I’m really sorry.” His voice wavered as he spoke. “The ingredients you wanted me to include, I can’t come up with any recipes. I’ve been trying all day and the kitchen’s kind of a mess now, and there’s stuff burned onto the stove, but I tried really hard and-“

“Tubbo!” Quackity shook his head. “Fuck, listen to yourself! Listen! You need to take a break.”

Tubbo nodded and swallowed when he noticed that his throat was parched. When was the last time he had stopped to drink water? There was a slight throbbing around his temples, and were those tears beginning to form in his eyes? He really did need to stop working for a little while.

“Okay, yeah. I’m sorry, I just didn’t want to let you down, Big Q.”

Quackity stood, walked over and placed a compassionate hand on Tubbo’s shoulder, looking into the other’s goat-like eyes. “Hey, it’s fine, Tubbo. It’s fine. I know that I asked a lot of you, but only because I know that you can handle it. You’re the best fucking chef in town!” The man smiled and scratched behind Tubbo’s floppy ear playfully, which caused him to form a dopey smile of his own. “If anyone could make a good recipe, it’s you. Don’t be hard on yourself. It’s a difficult task.”

Tubbo looked at the floor and fidgeted with his hands. He hadn’t expected Quackity to be so calm, to be so nice to him. “Thank you, Quackity.”

He gazed out the window at the sun that was beginning to descend just behind the Space Needle. The warm orange glow being cast across the city indicated to him that night was beginning to fall. “Well, it’s getting late and I know that I promised I would get this done today,” Tubbo explained, “I should really be getting back to work.” 

Quackity gave him an almost pleading look. “What did I just say? You need to take a break. I don’t expect you to get this all done today, especially with how hard it is. I can’t have my best worker burning himself out, can I?” He pulled Tubbo in for a hug, although he kept his posture stiff as if showing this affection would ruin his reputation as a stoic businessman. “Listen, man, you’re doing great. Just take the night off and relax.” He ran his knuckles lightly along Tubbo’s spine, and tension released from the boy’s shoulders. 

“But… I know I should, and thank you, but the kitchen is still a mess and it will be much worse to deal with in the morning if I leave it overnight,” Tubbo protested.

The president raised an eyebrow and released Tubbo from the hug, keeping his hand on the boy’s back. “Don’t worry about that! Las Nevadas hires people to clean all of the buildings when they’re closed.” He paused. “Have you been doing it all yourself?”

Tubbo nodded sheepishly. “Yeah.”

Quackity shook his head with a slight, amused laugh and wiggled his nails against Tubbo’s shoulder blades. The hybrid couldn’t help but let out a stream of soft giggles. His ear flicked in embarrassment.

Quackity chuckled. “You’ve been doing all that work for nothing! I pay you for your cooking skills, not for cleaning.” 

“Oh.”

“Go home and get some rest. If there’s anything on the list I gave you that just won’t work, we’ll talk about it in the morning. Okay?”

Tubbo nodded. “Okay. Thanks, boss.”

“No problem. Now get out of here,” Quackity joked, and squeezed Tubbo’s side. He barked out a startled yelp before leaving the office, with reddened cheeks and a contented smile.

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Tubbo felt Ranboo shiver and pulled them closer. He knew that their silky fur did nothing to keep out the cold. If anything, it only trapped in the frigid humidity of the room and made Ranboo's skin prickle into goosebumps. Tubbo could tell. He felt the thin hairs along their forearms raising and pushing up against his own skin.

"You cold?"

They nodded.

The goat hybrid looked away. “I’m sorry.”

Ranboo looked away from the fireplace to lock eyes with his husband. “Why?” he asked, frowning.

“For asking you to help me shovel. I forgot that the snow burns you. I could have handled it myself.”

Ranboo gently cupped his face. “Don’t be sorry. We could have been snowed in, so the quicker we got that cleared, the better. It’s only a little bit stingy. At least it’s not rain.”

Tubbo nodded. He wrapped his arms around his spouse. "Better? Not cold?"

Ranboo nodded before he affectionately knocked his bicoloured horns against Tubbo's.

The goat hybrid gave him a warm, albeit hesitant smile. "Good," he replied simply. 

He started to soothingly rub his hands up and down Ranboo's torso, hoping that the friction would provide them with additional warmth. Tubbo felt them exhale before he felt a soft rumbling against his side. Ranboo had started to purr. They had allowed themselves to slump into him, and he saw the tension release from their eyes. Tubbo relaxed into the comfortable weight. He pushed his face into Ranboo's shoulder with a contented sigh. Their clothes smelled faintly of pine, Tubbo noticed. 

"Are you cold anymore?" he mumbled into the soft fabric of Ranboo's sweater. 

"No. Thank you," Ranboo said shakily. 

He firmly placed a clawed hand on top of one of his husband's, which was currently resting on Ranboo's side. Tubbo froze and looked down. His fingertips were just barely poised against the other's sides. He figured his pressure must have lightened as he became distracted.

Ranboo tipped their chin downward and rested it against the brunet's fluffy hair. "Sorry. You know I'm ticklish there."

Tubbo breathed out a short chuckle. He took Ranboo’s hand in his. "Don't apologize." 

He slipped his free hand underneath Ranboo's bundles of clothing and lazily rubbed their belly. His blunt nails raked along their skin as he did so, and Tubbo felt their abdomen quiver underneath his palm.

"Beehee," Ranboo exhaled, and Tubbo could feel the giggles bubbling in their chest. 

"Yes, my beloved?" he responded, with a tiny smirk.

“Whahat are you dohohing?”

“Warming you up,” he replied with a smirk.

"Yohou're mahaking it tickle on puhurpose now."

"Oh, am I?" Tubbo crooned. He nuzzled his head into his spouse's neck, and his eyes lit up at the small squeak that they emitted. "But you're not really trying to stop me, are you?"

The half-ender rolled his eyes and groaned softly. His fangs briefly flashed as he gave the other a bemused grin, tittering all the while.

Tubbo headbutted their shoulder. "I thought as much." 

He unlaced his fingers from his spouse’s and traced along the squishy pad of Ranboo’s palm. His eyes lit up in adoration as they pushed their face into the back of his neck with a giggly whine. 

“That feel nice?” Tubbo asked, with a quick scribble of his nails along Ranboo’s lower belly.

He heard a surprised, high-pitched laugh next to his ear, then felt them nod.

“I’m glad. I… I hope this at least somewhat makes up for making you go out in the cold.”

Ranboo rested their hand on Tubbo’s wrist and lifted their head. Tubbo paused and gazed up at him, watching the lines of mirth around his eyes fade into an expression of concern. 

“I told you not to be sorry. I can survive a little bit of snow, Tubs. You needed my help, so I was there. We take care of our home together, not alone.” He pressed a kiss to the top of Tubbo’s head. “Please, don’t feel bad about this.”

Tubbo blinked away the tears that had started to form in his eyes at the kind words. He swallowed away the tight feeling in his throat. “Thank you,” he mumbled, and rested his head against Ranboo’s chest.

Ranboo rested his chin on Tubbo’s head. “Besides,” he started with a laugh, barely able to keep his composure, “You look like an old man when you shovel! Yohou’d think you’d get the technique right by now! So it’s a good thing that I was there to- HEHEY!” 

Tubbo rolled his eyes as he kneaded quickly into their sides. “Care to repeat that, ticklish-boo?”

“Nohoho, but doho yohohou- TUBBOHO!”

The two of them would fall asleep on the sofa that night; tired out from laughing, safe from the cold and warmed by each other’s company.

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• shipers/nsfw dni 🚫

Hello everyone!

Long time to see, ha?

@tommyinnitthelee ask me for the request today and I thought "Damn! I didn't render nothing around mcyt for a long long time!"

There it is! Clingyduo! 🐝

[positiveglitchexists]

Soulmates

Warnings: Swearing but other then that none!

Notes: I had to rewrite this fic like five different times because I didn't like how it turned out so I hope this one turns out okayish- Also this one will be soft at one point and then just switch?? Idk man- but soulmate stuff just makes my heart swoon I swear- if you see a mistake just message me so I can fix it!!

THIS IS PLATONIC, PLATONIC SOULMATES. NO ROMANTICNESS.

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Tubbo hummed as he moved around the kitchen, checking through the cabinets and occasionally grabbing snacks (Popcorn, half a bag of m&ms) He slightly jumped when he heard a loud thump but relaxed when he saw it was just Tommy, who had his head covered with his arms on the counter.

He moved his head down to where Tommy's was, "You okay bossman?" Tommy suddenly lifted his head with a giant grin. "Tubbo, my greatest friend, my soulmate- some would even say my brother!"

Tubbo lifted his head up and crossed his arms, "What do you want Tommy?" Tommy sputtered, "Me??? Want something from you?? I'm actually offended you would think that Tubbo." They stood in silence for a bit before Tommy broke with a sigh. "Tubbooooo I need to see your soulmate mark."

Tubbo blinked and raised an eyebrow, "Why?" Tommy stopped for a second, "Because I wanna make sure it's still there!" Tubbo paused before lifting Tommy's arm. "You have yours don't you?-" He placed his finger on the mark. "-So we know it hasn't disappeared, Also I don't think permanent marks on your skin just disappear."

Tommy scoffed and looked at his arm with a frown before lifting his gaze back to Tubbo, "You are a bitch." Tubbo laughed, "Prick-" Tommy smiled softly for a second, Tubbo had moved back to looking through cabinets, zoning out thinking about his and Tommy's soulmate mark.

A music box covered by moss and flowers, the music box represented Tommy as the flowers represented Tubbo. He never really understood it but the day he find out Tommy was his soulmate was the happiest day of his life! It's actually a funny story on how they found out- Before he could get deeper in thought, Tommy interrupted him.

"Tubbooooo pleaseee" Tommy whined, making Tubbo laugh and pick up the popcorn he had finished making walking to the living room until he was slightly grabbed. "You prick- I swear if you make me drop this popcorn you won't be having anymore snacks!"

Tommy let go of Tubbo's hoodie, "Plus I'm wearing the corpse drip if it gets dirty think about how corpse would feel!" Tommy scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Your such a fuckin prick man- I just want to see!" Tommy pouted while Tubbo huffed at his insistent best friend. "Your getting your own coke." Tubbo shook his head playfully and walked into the living room, pausing for a second to think.

Really it wasn't that he disliked the soulmate mark, he was quite proud of it since it came in a lot later then it should've but it was more of where it is that makes Tubbo want to avoid the conversation. He's not even sure why Tommy wants to see it so bad when he shares the same mark- Which he had proven earlier!

Tubbo placed the popcorn on the coffee table, (that was usually never used for coffee strangely enough.)

Oh! Did he forget to mention today was movie night? Just between him and Tommy since Wilbur usually would insist on watching "The ant movie" or Phil wouldn't insist on some movie no ones ever heard of.

Tommy finally came out holding a coke and in the other hand was a fanta, Tubbo groaned at the sight of it. "Don't you think Ranboo gives me enough of that stuff." Tommy laughed and placed the drinks next to the popcorn. "What movie are we watching anyway?"

Tubbo laughed evily and rubbed his hands dramatically, "A horror movie!" "No." Tommy deadpanned. "Aw." Tubbo frowned, "What about the bee movie?" Tubbo shook his head, "Definitely not." They eventually scrolled through the tv and settled on some random adventure movie.

As soon as Tommy clicked start, the movie lit up with a colorful intro. Tubbo reached for popcorn and they got settled in next to each other.

About an hour into the movie Tubbo had changed positions like five times, eventually settling in a position with his torso on Tommy's lap and head settled on a pillow. His changing positions had caused his hoodie to slide up, revealing his stomach and soulmate mark.

Tubbo didn't notice, too entranced in the movie. Tommy on the other hand had definitely noticed, his fingers fidgeting when he looked at the mark.

Eventually Tommy rested his hand on Tubbo's stomach, using his finger to trace the outline of the mark. Tubbo giggled softly, Tommy, after double checking his friend wasn't in discomfort, continued to trace his finger on the outline of the mark.

when he made it back where he started, he traced the details. The flowers and the grass, eventually siding his finger to the music box where he tried his best to trace the details of it.

He eventually got bored and turned his attention to his friends face. Tubbo had his arm flung over his eyes, his cheeks a slight pink while he giggled softly not bothering to quiet himself. After the motion stopped he lifted his arm and looked at Tommy, smiling shakily. "Leheher moohohod?" "Yep!" Tommy popped the "p" at the end with a smile.

Tubbo cheeks turned red. "If yohou really want to you can cohontinue.." He looked away, flustered but Tommy smiled and began to trace Tubbo's soulmate mark again, this time using the blunt of his nails. He did it for a bit before he started to lightly trace his nails over Tubbo's sides, Tubbo squirmed but never tried to get up.

The atmosphere of the room was cozy. The movie was still playing but had become background music, Tubbo's giggles being the only noise Tommy focused on. Tommy eventually began to skitter his fingers against Tubbo's sides as gently as he could, apparently it wasn't gentle enough as Tubbo yelped and broke into loud laughter, his hands reaching for Tommy's to try and stop them. His legs reaching up to kick, (Tommy thankful he wasn't over there.)

Tommy giggled and stopped, letting Tubbo take a breath. "Yohohour so mehean! You knohohow that techchchnique tickles.." Tommy shrugged with fake innocence "I have no idea what your talking about Tubs." Tubbo narrowed his eyes and got up.

"Then i guess I'm leaving!" He got to the other side of the couch before his sweatshirt was grabbed, leaving him to fall onto the couch. "TOMMY-" Before Tubbo could even process, suddenly he was laying on the couch with Tommy sitting on his waist.

Tommy and Tubbo burst into laughter when they made eye contact, "Oh Gohohod- you lohohok so menacing!-" "it's because I am menacing!" Tubbo shook his head and Tommy gasped, "How dare you!" Tubbo giggled, "Your like.. The least menacing person!"

Tommy stopped smiling and he sighed, a comfortable silence filled the room before Tommy begin to lightly strum his fingers up and down Tubbo's sides. His eyes glued to Tubbo's soulmate mark.

Tubbo squirmed as he snorted through giggles, he looked away before his hands covered his soulmate mark. Tommy broke his stare and looked at Tubbo who was blushing up a storm. Tommy stopped to try and pull Tubbos hands off but he wouldn't budge.

"Tohommy plehehease!" Tommy snorted, "Please what? Please tickle you? Please stop tickling you? Please don't go to your death spot?" "Plehehease stohohop staharing!!" Tommy blinked for a second, now that was a weird request.

"Why?" "It tihihckles!" Tommy paused to think for a second before he laughed, "Oh my ghohod! Your so ticklish that it tickles when I look at your tummy?" Tommy finally managed to move Tubbo's hands and when he did he stared intensely at Tubbo's mark, making Tubbo laugh. "Does that tickle?" "Nohoho! It only dohohodes when you don't look like an idhihiot!"

Tommy frowned and looked at Tubbo, "I'm joking, I'm joking!- please Toms-" Tommy sighed and shook his head before he dug into Tubbo's sides, kneading them. Tubbo laughed loudly, shaking his head as to get rid of the feeling.

Tubbo had his mouth open, but all that came out was laughter. He didn't think he could talk if he wanted too, but he managed to prove himself wrong. "TOHOHOMMY!!" Tommy laughed along with Tubbo, "Y'know I'm so happy we are soulmates Tubbo, I mean I know that even without these marks we would've found each other but I'm still glad."

Tommy's eyes softened as he slowed down his tickling, going to back to dragging his fingers lightly up and down Tubbo's side. Tubbo's loud laughter turned to giggles, "your sohoho clingy!" Tubbo giggled, "Buhuhut I'm hahahappy we are souhuhulmates too!" He had the biggest grin on his face one so big Tommy knew he wouldn't be able to deny it.

Tommy eventually switched his hands up to Tubbo's shoulders, squeezing them while Tubbos shoulders came up effectively trapping Tommy's hands. "TOHOHOMMY- I SWEAR TO GOHOHOD-" "Well that's not very nice to swear at God is it Tubbo!" Tommy grinned and kept squeezing.

Tommy tugged down Tubbo's hoodie a bit, showing his shoulders. "Tubs is it okay if I try something?" Tubbo nodded his head, Tommy took a deep breath in before he placed his head down blowing a raspberry on Tubbo's shoulder.

The room was silent for a second, Tubbo's mouth was open with no sound coming out before he started laughing loudly, the feeling of the raspberry not leaving his shoulder even as Tommy lifted his head. "NOHOHOHOHO-"

Tommy grinned and eventually moved his hands back to Tubbo's shoulders,squeezing again. "TOHOHOMS MOVE!" "Well I can't move Tubbo! You've trapped me!" Tubbo tried to lift his head but whenever he got close, Tommy would squeeze once again.

Eventually Tommy got bored and moved his hands back to Tubbo's sides, squeezing and kneading the skin there before he scooted backwards. He pushed his head to face Tubbo's stomach before he blew a big raspberry, making Tubbo shriek.

"OKHAHAHY TOHOHOMMY IM DOHOHONE!!" Tommy stopped and lifted his head, he got off Tubbo legs as quickly as he could. Sitting back down on his side of the couch.

Tubbo took deep breaths, After a few minutes Tommy opened his arms "Hug?" Tubbo nodded and yawned, getting up and sinking into Tommy's arms. "We're gonna have to get up, yknow that right?-" "nope sleep."

Tommy groaned, "Fine sleep."

[guesswho873]

And this is why you shouldn't talk about ranboo's weakness to water.....

[soft--dragon]

Payback Purgatory

Inspired by this ask here

Word Count: 871

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don’t like that then don’t read :)

Now, to all members of the jury, Tubbo would like to point out that he didn’t think much before he spoke. It was why he had so many ‘Tubbo Moments’ on stream and had a whole compilation of them all over the internet. So when a silly bit on stream was chugging straight for Regret Station? Yeah, he leapt onto that train with absolutely no regard for the consequences. 

The silly bit in question, turned out to be taking the piss out of Ranboo and coming up with creative insults to make fun of the tall, faceless streamer. And surprisingly, it lasted a vast majority of the stream. Tubbo rode the euphoria high of the bit the entire time, laughing almost hysterically at his own genius and throwing all caution to the wind.

He really wished the wind turned direction and slapped his caution back into his face.

Ranboo had him tightly held to his chest, keeping him pinned against him as he prodded and scribbled into Tubbo’s skin mercilessly, speaking over the boy’s wild shrieks of laughter from the tickling.

“Gangly bastard? That ring a bell?” Ranboo thought out loud, face screwed up in faux concentration. “That seemed to be one of your favourites, chat loved it too, you were all omegalul-ling over it, weren’t you?”

Tubbo smacked at Ranboo’s fingers that kept rummaging into his hoodie to tickle his ribs and sides, squeaking with laughter at the playful attack. “R-RAHAhahahan! Rahahanbohohoo nohoHOHohoho!”

“What about the joke you made about me being the BFG reimagined?” Ranboo cutover Tubbo’s giggle filled protests. “What was it you said… Big Fucking Gay? Roald Dahl would be disappointed in you sir.”

Ranboo’s quips only made Tubbo laugh harder, almost doubling over if it wasn’t for the strong arms keeping him upright. He squirmed down into his friend’s chest, warm face trying to bury into his torturer's hoodie to hide. Ranboo was having none of it. 

“Oi, no, keep your head outta there, face your consequences like a man.” Ranboo drilled into Tubbo’s hips mercilessly, the boy immediately throwing his head back into Ranboo’s shoulder with a squeal and kicking out frantically in ticklish mirth.

“RAHAHAHAN!” He shrieked, grabbing at the couch cushions with a slipping grip to bear the tingling sparks racing through his body. 

“Sorry, who’s Ran? Did you mean Slenderman’s Cousin? Or maybe Jack’s beanstalk?” Ranboo raised a brow, only tickling Tubbo’s hips more. “Or maybe, you could be talking to a car sales balloon man? Ya know, the ones that move like this?”

Ranboo prodded and wiggled his fingers up and down Tubbo’s torso, waving his fingers in such a way they landed in different spots every time, leaving his poor, giggly victim to twist and squirm wildly in place.

“N-NOHohohOHOHO! P-Plehehease Rahahanbohohoo Ihihihim sohohorry!” 

Ranboo scoffed, rolling his eyes and squeezed Tubbo’s sides quickly, relishing in the high pitched yelp. “Should’ve thought of that before you called me Huggy Wuggy, prick.”

He plopped his chin on Tubbo’s shoulder, his wild, fluffy hair tickling the teen’s cheek and jaw and sending Tubbo into a flurry of happy squeaks. He had to suppress a smile at the laughter. 

Tubbo was melting into a puddle with the soft tickling close to his face and the fast scribbles over his sides and stomach, the nimble fingers taking him apart far faster than he liked. He scrunched his shoulders up in hopes that Ranboo would at least shift his head away from his neck, only to slam them back down with a squeal at a few well placed prods at his ribs. 

“R-Rahahahan- cohohome ohohon- ihihit wahahas ahahahall ahaha bihihit,” he whined out, trying to use his puppy dog eyes on the taller teen to sway him, but Ranboo had lived with this chaotic maniac for months. He was no longer controlled by those seemingly innocent blues. He saw right through them. 

“Right, and joking about how I’m the next Jack Skellington was all fine and dandy until I decided to strike back, hmm?”

Tubbo flinched as Ranboo’s breath tickled his ear, squirming away and giggling nervously. “Y-Yeheheah, Ihihi dihihidn’t mehehehean ihihit ahahahall.”

Ranboo paused his hands on Tubbo’s sides and the boy gratefully took in large breaths of air, leaning back into his friend a bit as he got his heart rate back under control. It was quiet for a moment then there was a suspicious, inquiring noise. 

“Didn’t mean it all, but you meant some of it, did you?”

Ah. Fuck.

Tubbo paused, quickly trying to come up with a fast escape plan and gave Ranboo the most charming smile he could, though it looked more akin to a guilty cat that got caught doing something it shouldn’t. 

“Uh… No?” he tried, his ‘charming smile’ widening into something more nervous and mirthful.

Ranboo deadpanned for a long moment, watching somewhat fondly as Tubbo broke into another fit of wild giggles despite the fact the taller teen hadn’t even touched him. He gave a sigh. “I’ll ask Tommy to speak at your funeral, man.”

“Wha- RAHAHAHAHAN!”

Tubbo’s laughter burst through the house again, Ranboo’s fingers spidering all over his sensitive skin and sending him into hysterics. It was going to be a long day.

[nekoma-not-lee]

Day 17 - Shadows

C!Ranboo/C!Tubbo PLATONIC

Tubbo woke up as he heard the sound of a tree branch scraping the side of the mansion. He looked outside the window from his place in bed, and saw big looming shadows, and panicked. He moved to get up, and then felt the arms around his shift to grip him tighter. He tried to get up again and this time heard a protesting warble as Ranboo snuggled into him. It immediately hit him that Ranboo was enderwalking, and did not want Tubbo to get up. “Boooooo…I need to get uppppp…” Tubbo whined, looking into the set of purple eyes looking back at him.

Ranboo protested again, moving his head to nuzzle into the crook of Tubbo’s neck. Tubbo squeaked and giggled a bit, “Ranbohohohoo! Thahat tihihickles!” Ranboo then stopped for a moment, and then his hands came to life, pinching at Tubbo’s stomach and sides, causing Tubbo to squeal. “Wahahahait! Rahahanbohohoo! Thahat dohohoesn’t mehehean cohohontinuhuhue!” Tubbo squeaked through his giggles, though Ranboo persisted, letting out a cooing warble. “Yohohou shuhuhut!” Ranboo only let out another coo at Tubbo’s stubbornness.

Ranboo’s fingers moved to pinch at his stomach fully while Ranboo started nuzzling into Tubbo’s neck again. Tubbo shrieked, his stomach being one of his worse spots, and being worse now that his neck was being targeted. “BOHOHOHOO! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” Ranboo only let out a questioning warble. A few minutes later, Tubbo was done, “OKAY OHOHOKAHAHAY I WOHOHON’T GEHEHET UHUHUP! PLEHEHEASE ENOHOHOUGH!” Ranboo instantly stopped as Tubbo finally gave in, and rubbed the ghost tickles away.

Ranboo snuggled closer, “Good, now sleep,” Ranboo’s voice came out, slightly still warbled, which showed that Ranboo was still half asleep. “Hohow lohohong wehere yohohohou awahahake?” Tubbo questioned, through residual giggles. Ranboo smiled, “Long enough…now sleep, you and I both need it.” Tubbo yawned, “M’kay…night Boo…” Ranboo closed his eyes, “G’night Bee.”

[alixlives]

THIS CLIP

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SCREAMING.

HE DID NOT JUST

WHAT

WHY

WHY DID THAT GIVE ME BUTTERFLIES

AND WHY DID IT SPARK A LEE MOOD

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[someone1348]

Surprise! It's me! I'm posting woop woop!

This might be a short one but oh well!

The people in this: Lee!Tubbo, Ler!Tommy, Ler!Ranboo

Benchtrio fic! Benchtrio fic! Irl benchtrio fic!

Tw: some language other than that none this is so soft!

I've had this idea for a while just sitting in my plans list on my notes soooo yeah! I hope you all enjoy!

-K :]

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Stuck in the middle

Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo were getting to spend some quality time together after a vlog. They had all just arrived back at Tubbo's house and immediately flopped down on the small love seat that had a direct veiw of the TV.

Tommy sat left of Tubbo while Ranboo took the right, the bee boy was left to get the middle spot. He wasn't complaining though he had the best veiw in the house and he was close to his two favorite people, it was a win win all together!

The only con was there was no room for his hands so he had to put his arms on the couch top behind his two friends.

Tommy sighed in content as he rolled his head back "Man that vlog was crazy"

"You can say that again" Ranboo said in agreement as he turned on the TV and flipped through the channels to see what they could all watch and enjoy together

"SOUTH PARK!"

"No!"

This was the hardest part of cable vs the benchtrio, nothing being on! But they had fun with it. After much persistence from the bee boy South Park was played in the background as Tubbo happily smiled watching one of his favorite shows.

After a couple of episodes Tommy was slowly getting more and more bored, he glanced at Ranboo, then at Tubbo, just to see if he could do anything and fix this boredom that was starting to form into a headache, the idea sparked in him like a light switch being flicked on as he saw the way Tubbo was positioned.

He was stuck, a smirk slowly formed on his features, quickly putting it away as to not give away his plan! He waited a bit, occasionally glancing over at the pair just to see if any of them had caught on, they haven't, it was time!

Tommy slowly moved his hand to Tubbo's knee tracing little shapes on the brunettes kneecap and the upper part of the knee where the knee meets the thigh. He felt his best friend tense up just a bit, Ranboo looked over and immediately knew the plan.

Both of them took it slowly, Tommy eventually wrote the word 'Tickle' across Tubbo's ticklish skin, that's when Tubbo spoke up, the giggles trapped in his throat, so close to escaping

"Tommy quit it!" He said quietly as to not fully disrupt Ranboo if he was watching, he couldn't tell, he was so focused on Tommy and his tickly fingers he didn't even realize that Ranboo was in on this too!

"Im not doing anything Tub's I don't know what you're talking about" The blonde said still making shapes on Tubbo's knee,

"Yes you are knock it off"

"No I'm not!"

"Shhh Tommy I'm trying to watch" Ranboo said to throw Tubbo off some more, Tommy knew he was playing along so he went with the flow

"Whatever" the blonde focused his eyes back onto the tv picking up the speed a bit, now scribbling all over the brunettes knee, Tubbo tensed up his leg more to try and stop it but nothing would work if anything that made it tickle more!

Tommy then squeezed his knee and that was the end of that, Tubbo let out an uncontrollable squeak and a few giggles as the smirk on Tommy's face became visible, his eyes still glued to the tv;

He skittered his tickly fingers all around his knee as Ranboo took this as his cue to start pinching all over Tubbo's tigh/upper leg

"Rahahahanboo?!"

Ranboo's eyes remained fixated on the tv as his hand spidered down the length of his tigh squeezing his knee as well, Tommy still scribbling behind Tubbo's other knee and all around it, spreading his fingers out overtop of his kneecap when he felt like it, Tubbo couldn't stop the laughter that flowed out of his mouth after that,

"Guhuhuhuys nohot fahahair"

"Tubbo could you keep it down please im trying to watch South Park" Tommy teased joking around as Ranboo joined

"Yeah Tubbo geez this is my favorite show"

"Jeheherks" Tubbo joked through his laughter

"Woah!!!"

"Language Tubbo! How Dare you call us jerks! You're in for it now pal!"

The playfulness was clear in everyone's voice it was a great atmosphere but man was he in for it!

"Wait wait wait WA-HAHAHAIT! TOHOHOMMY!!"

Tommy smirked scribbling against Tubbo's side, Tubbo squirmed as best he could but in the midst of trying to escape Tommy's tickles he left himself wide open for Ranboo, which he fully took the opportunity and squeezed gently up and down Tubbo's other side;

"RAHAHAN!!"

"Tktktktktktktk~" Ranboo made some tickle sounds scribbling against the length of his other side as Tommy stuck to some pokes there too as to not overwhelm him.

"We're gonna get you tubs!~"

"Ihihit tihihickles!"

"Good! It's supposed to! Tickle Tickle Tickleee bee boy!~"

"Tohohohommyyy!"

"Tickle Tickle tickleee, dawwww~ such a ticklish little tubbo!"

"Rahahahahan! Plehehease!"

Tommy giggled scribbling quickly under Tubbo's arm as he squealed

"AH!"

"PFFFT HAHA THAT WAS AWESOME!"

"You're an ahahass!"

"Language Tubbo! I think we should get his stomach for that one, what do you think Tommy?~"

"Oh I do agree Ranboo great idea!~"

"Nonononono Wait! WAhahait I'm sohoHOHOHORRYY!! NAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES! NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAIR!"

"Tickletickletickletickle~" Ranboo scribbled underneath his shirt all over his ticklish tummy while Tommy blew tiny raspberries wherever Ranboo's tickly fingers we're not getting leaving no spot untickled.

Tubbo threw his head back in laughter and lightly kicked the ground as the ticklish sensation filled his senses

"OKAHAHAY MEHEHERCY HAHAHA!"

Both boy's stopped instantly, rubbing away the phantom tickles and giving Tubbo room to put his hands down.

"Did you have fun tubs?"

"Mhm! Even though you're both mehean"

"Says the one who called you an ass Tommy"

Everyone was laughing together, it was perfect! Today was well deserved for all of them.

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I hope you all enjoyedd! Treat yourself, Take care of yourself, Relax, Drink some water, eat something yummy and have a great day my friends! You all truly deserve it!

-K :]

[almond-sw1rl]

Ler! Ranboo Headcannons

Ler! Ranboo is everything to me

•Tickles Tommy and Tubbo whenever he feels like it

•Definitely uses the tickle monster tease

•Isn’t big on using feathers, however he will use his tail when he gets tired

•Teases his lees like hell. Using phrases like, “Where to start?” While poking his lee on each ticklish spot

•He can pin you down every easily considering his height advantage

•Isn’t big on restraining, 9/10 he’s just doing this to hear their lees laugh

•He loves using raspberries

[inazamikiyoshii]

tickle fight!! 

[wilbyscoot]

I don't see much Tubbo and Wilbur content

I've read like one fic with Lee!Tubbo and Ler!Wilbur and I love that fic so much, it was so sweet and adorable and they're so cute /p

I wanna find more of them and also read ones with Lee!Wilbur and Ler!Tubbo

And so help me if I can't find one cause I will start writing my own /lh

[bumbleleewrites]

I have an idea for the suggestion; you know how tubbo HATES horror games? What if he tried playing one, but got too scared and ranboo gave him gentle t-words while he played to help get him through it

Giggly Gaming

Thanks for the ask, anon. :] Soft tickles are my absolute favourite, and this prompt really helped me feel more comfortable writing again. Hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Tubbo (very reluctantly) plays a horror game. Luckily, his friend Ranboo is there to offer some comfort.

[IRL] Lee!Tubbo, Ler!Ranboo

Word Count: 1.3k

I watched Ranboo play Resident Evil 7 (not too sure about the number!) a while back and know absolutely nothing about the game beyond that, but it's what this fic is based on. My memory has also faded regarding the gameplay, and I'm sure it shows! But I avoid horror for the most part so alas, this is what y'all get.

The luminescent clock resting on the side table glared a bright '3:17', providing the only light in the dark room aside from the television screen. Tubbo and Ranboo had their eyes glued to the latter, sitting beside each other on the carpet. 

"Nononono!" Tubbo cried. He dropped his controller and covered his face, peering through his fingers. He watched as the screen flashed crimson red, before a message appeared telling him that he'd died. 

He usually would have been happy to stay up late gaming with his friend, but there was just one issue. Ranboo had convinced him to play a horror game. Tubbo hated horror. However, Ranboo had asked him so many times earlier that week (at least a dozen, though Tubbo had stopped counting after the tenth), and he looked so happy when Tubbo finally gave him a reluctant 'maybe'. Who was he to say no?

"Hey! That's not half bad! It took me a few tries to get past here, too," 

"I hate how she just jumps out at you," Ranboo sympathised.

Tubbo gave a small nod and sheepishly bent down to pick up the controller, which had fallen onto the matted rug beneath them. "I don't like this," he complained. "There's a reason why I never play these games." He blinked, trying to get some moisture into his eyes, which stung a bit due to the intrusive glare of the television.

"Aw, c'mon, Tubs, you're so close! Just beat this section before you give up, okay?" 

Tubbo yawned. "Okay." 

He selected the option on the screen to restart, and his character reappeared in the spawn point where he'd begun the chapter. Silence, aside from the occasional line of in-game dialogue, consumed the space for a moment. That was until Tubbo let out a panicked yell, startled by the clamour of a wall breaking on-screen. 

"What? Why the fuck does he have an axe?" the boy shouted. 

He jumped back, pressing further against Ranboo's side. He felt Ranboo's arm wrap around his shoulder. 

Ranboo pulled his friend slightly in towards himself. "Okay, just keep going down to the end of that hallway. You're doing great."

"The guy has an axe, Ranboo! How am I supposed-"

"The trap door! Go there!"

"Okay!" Tubbo screeched. With a few clicks on his controller, his character was in a different room, momentarily safe from any danger. 

"Alright, good. Now look for the key."

"Where is it? There's so much stuff in- Ah!" he cried, as he heard loud stomping, and what sounded like something wooden being smashed apart.

Ranboo rubbed Tubbo's shoulder soothingly, and the latter leaned further into him, letting his head bump back against his chest. "You're doing well," said Ranboo. "The key is at the back, near those trunks."

"Oh! Thank you!" Tubbo made his character run over to the area Ranboo pointed out. He flinched when he heard a threatening yell from the enemy, who was standing on the floor above his avatar. 

"Shh, don't worry. He doesn't come down here unless you take too long. Go upstairs now and get the missing fuse," Ranboo directed. He scratched Tubbo's shoulder playfully.

"Hey!" Tubbo protested, as he bit back a giggle. He jolted out of reflex, but made no effort to change how he sat.

"What?" Ranboo asked, oblivious. Tubbo saw grey eyes peer down at him and rest their gaze on his blushing cheeks, illuminated brightly by the screen. A knowing smirk appeared on Ranboo's face. "Oh, was I tickling you?" He chuckled. "My bad." 

"S'alright," Tubbo mumbled, turning his attention back to the game. He was about to have his character open the cabinet to retrieve the fuse, when a menacing scream tore through the speakers, and he heard more crashing. He yelped and nearly dropped the controller.

"Ignore that, you're making good time," Ranboo assured, reaching out to run his nails along the other's jaw.

Tubbo grinned. "Rahan, that tickles!" 

"Oh, really?" Ranboo feigned surprise. "And do you want me to stop?"

"You're distracting me." Despite his half hearted protest, Tubbo leaned his head further into the hand.

"That's not a no," Ranboo sang, now tickling the other side of Tubbo's jaw. Cupping the latter's head with his palms, he dragged his fingers from Tubbo's chin to the space right underneath his ears, then back again. Tubbo let out a few giggles through his nose and tilted his head backwards in bliss. He felt his eyelids relax and considered allowing them to close, but he remembered that he had a task at hand. He placed the fuse in his inventory and walked his character to the fuse box. Tubbo let out a yell and jumped forward when an enemy suddenly crashed through the door. He was trapped.

"Fight him! Use your gun!"

Tubbo felt Ranboo's hands pull him back in by his shoulders. He relaxed into the comforting embrace and felt his heart race against Ranboo's chest as he shot frantically at the opponent. Finally, it collapsed, and Tubbo breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Nice job!" Ranboo cheered. He slipped his hands under Tubbo's hoodie and skittered his fingertips gently along the brunet's sides, over his t-shirt. Tubbo let out a stream of bubbly laughter.

"Whyhyhy?"

"Well, you're not so scared when I tickle you, are you?"

Tubbo groaned sleepily and clicked a few buttons. "You're a dick," he said, smiling. 

"Oh, really?" Ranboo chuckled. He scratched lightly at the nape of Tubbo's neck with one hand. "Are you so sure about that?"

Tubbo nodded, eyelids drooping contentedly, only flinching slightly when he heard a character yell on-screen. "Yeah, a massive dickhead."

The taller one exhaled a short laugh. "Yeah, okay. Oh, I should warn you, the axe guy comes into the room during this part. You just need to get the keys off the counter and drive away before he kills you."

"You say that like it's going to be easy!"

"I believe in you! You're beating it this time." said Ranboo, tracing light shapes into the area surrounding the other's collarbone. 

It wasn't an overwhelming action, barely enough to tickle, but Tubbo grew a wobbly smile nonetheless. His eyes were still narrowed in focus, glued to the television. "If you say so." 

It didn't take long for Tubbo to complete the section.

"Yes! Finally!" he cheered, pumping his fists in the air. He paused the game as soon as his character spawned in the next location.

"Not so bad, was it?"

Tubbo turned to look up at him. "Oh, no, it was horrible. Could have been worse, though." He glanced at the game. "What are we doing now?"

"Well, we could go to sleep," Ranboo started, before bringing his blunt nails up to run along Tubbo's ears, "Or we could play through a bit more?"

Tubbo squeezed his eyes shut, giggling sleepily at the light touches on his ears. He let Ranboo continue, allowing his head to go limp in the other boy's hands.

"I need an answer, Bee," Ranboo crooned, and he wiggled a set of fingers over Tubbo's stomach, causing the boy to bark out a laugh.

"Okahahay!" He thought for a moment. "Well… I guess I could play some more." He thumped his head against Ranboo's shoulder, who ran a hand through Tubbo's hair in response. 

"Sure thing." 

Tubbo turned his head back towards the television and selected the button to resume the game. He watched attentively as the opening of the next scene was narrated, the dialogue appearing at the bottom of the screen. He felt Ranboo move behind him, and rest his hands on Tubbo's shoulders. When the latter shouted out again, startled by a loud noise, Ranboo drew lines quickly up and down Tubbo's back with his fingertips. The brunet let out soft, airy laughter, a wide smile plastered on his face.

"Thahanks, Boo."

Invisible to him, Ranboo grinned. "Any time, man. Any time."

[positiveglitchexists]

Please rant about more stuff! I absolutely love listening to what different people's headcanons and stuff are!! /gen /pos (only if you want to tho-)

I- D-Did you just ask me to rant about more stuff? About my hcs??? What jewel would you like on your wedding ring?/p /j now once again here's a mix of some tickle and non tickle stuff!!! Sorry this took awhile to respond too but I kept adding onto it so- Also warning- Like one swear-

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- C!Tommy gets frequent stomach aches. It isn't anything bad since nothing else happens during them just an upset tummy! But during these stomach aches Tommy likes to lay down with his friends, preferably outside! The grass feels nice to him. Ranboo and Tubbo do it the most often and Wilbur sometimes does it but Tommy gets a bit embarassed asking him too so Wilbur's learned the signs of when Tommy's not feeling well. "Why don't we lay down toms hm?"

- When cc!Tubbo gets headaches, More Often then not Tommy will use one of those weird massage things that go on your head on Tubbo, but it always ends up tickling him. "Wahahit TOHOHMMMY- NOHOHO-"

- Between me and you Tubbo is a squealer, he won't ever admit it but if you tickle him when he's not focused he squeals- Its actually adorable

- C!Tubbo makes sound effects while eating- He literally does "num num num". He never noticed it but he says it helps him eat faster (C!Tommy tried it once because he was very curious. He was very embarrassed when Ranboo walked in on him)

Favorite hc - Tubbo loves giving nibbles, it's not even cause it's a good technique he just likes the idea of being able to bite people and get away with it. When he first told Tommy that, Tommy looked at him with his mouth open before- "What the fuck?"

- I talked about the tickle fight between cc!Tubbo and c!Tubbo but what about Tommy and Ranboo? Well between cc!Ranboo and c!Ranboo they would probably stop halfway to go tickle cc!Tubbo but without that cc!Ranboo would win!... Nah I'm kidding c!Ranboo would, have you seen his tail???? Cc!Ranboo would crumble.

- Now between the Tommy's? I don't actually know.. I think it depends on whoever figures out faster they have the same tickle spots because one of the Tommy's will figure it out and go for the others sides then the other will crumble-

- you wanna know a technique that kills Tubbo? Of course you do- Surprisingly c!Tubbo is weak against baby talk, it literally kills him. c!Tommy was the one to find this out and he makes sure to do it whenever Tubbo's being annoying- "Awww Tubbo arwen't you twhe cutest!!" Or he uses the voice- you know like the one where he first found shroud?? But more menacing- Tubbo will have all the fight melt out of him when someone does that

- The Bench trio are all provoking little crapheads but all of that drains when around Wilbur- they know he won't hesitate to tickle them anywhere, anytime. He does it on vlogs, on lives, during serious lore- Actually scratch that. Everyone knows not to try and provoke Wilbur because if he finds out you are, he will tickle you to pieces.

- this man knows ALL the techniques. Raspberries, Nibbles, Tracing. You name it he knows it! He doesn't have a favorite technique but does have favorite teases. Tickle monster teases are his favorite- "You better keep running~ or else the big bad tickle monster might catch up to youuu~!!"

- Ranboo says L alot while tickling- "Not here? Why? Is it because of this spot? The spot that my skittering fingers are going near? Ohh.. Okay I guess I'll move over here- just kidding im going for your melt spot- L"