#ler!lightbulb

[fbpsdumbtklblog]

man i love fan sm

ignore that test tube isnt here i dont have a design for her

[mosaic-hunter]

hwhdhhsbdh first art posttt with my fav ii characters :33

[cutesmokes]

I'm in love with paintbrush and lightbulb's relationship.

Day 19: Arms up

[ticklyblues]

hiya! i saw requests open, is it okay if i request a lee!hobie and ler!pav from atsv? Like a scenario where normally hobie is the ler but pav is able to turn the tables and flip it on hobie. Hobie would be shocked but smug, but as soon as the tickles start that facade would fade. I also headcannon if you get a certain spot for long enough hobie just melts. anyways take ur time and tyyy!!

Yes!!! Of course!!

(youre my first ever request btw :D literally so excited to write this)

A Lession on "Childish"

762 words

Lee!Hobie

Ler!Pavitr

(VERY brief lee!pavitr and ler!hobie but like only for a second)

CW: very mild and minimal swearing

The night was dark. The night was stormy. And frankly, the night was boring. The rain lightly patted against Hobie's window as him and Pav tried to come up with something to do.

"We could... go play in the storm?" suggested Pavitr.

"Nah," the punk said, "our clothes would ge' all soggy. Plus, isn' jumpin in puddles a tad too childish for us?"

Hobie did have a point... kind of. But Pav was dead set on going outside. He didn't care what it would take, they were gonna go play. It couldn't be that hard, the guy doesn't believe in consistency after all.

So of course he started whining about it. "Hobie PLEASE! We could bring umbrellas! What if we wore raincoats? Would that change your mind? hmmmm?"

Hobie thought about it for a second. If he was being honest, the only reason he considered it was to get the kid off his ass. The boy sat there with a stumped look on his face, trying to think of something to distract the other spiderman with while it continued to rain. All of the sudden, he had an idea. His expression was so intense, you'd think to check for a lightbulb above his head.

He looked over at Pavitr. The poor guy was still pacing around the room, no clue what was about to happen.

In one quick movement, Hobie was across the room, rapidly poking at Pavitr's sides. Foolishly, he thought he had won. "Finally, this should keep him busy." He hoped.

Spiderman India held back a yelp. Thankfully, his spidey-senses had warned him not long in advance. He was prepared for Hobie's attack, and he even had an idea to counter him. Pav almost felt sorry for the guy as he thwipped webs at his wrists, pinning him to the bed.

The punk's expression hardened even more at this. "Pav... ye know I'm not ticklish, right?" Hobie lied, pretending he didn't care one bit. He was hanging onto every last bit of hope that Pavitr wouldn't go any farther, if he convinced him it wasnt worth it.

"You sureee? 100 percent? Do you have something you might not want to admit, Hobieeee?"

"Ov course I don't!" he shouted back, still trying to keep up his "cool" personality. If Pav found out, he'd almost never hear, or worse, feel the end of it.

Pavitr hummed in response to this. He already guessed Hobie was at least somewhat ticklish, he just never got around to proving it.

"You know what Hobie? I know you hate labels and all, but you're pretty hypocritical... maybe I should show you what childish REALLY means!"

The older ones eyes widened at an exponential rate. "WAITWAITWAITTT!!!" wow, Pav had barely even dragged his fingers up his sides yet. This was gonna be fun. Spiderman India started with light little circles on Hobie's collarbone, going easy on him for now.

"Pahahahavvv!!" Hobie started, giggling like mad, "We can go play ou'sihihihide if that's what you really wahahahant!"

"Nah, I'm past that now bud. Besides, aren't you having fun just like this?" Pavitr questioned playfully, switching to scratching at his ribs. This made the punk chuckle a little harder, trying to squirm away but to no avail.

"Nooohohohoo!!!" Hobie squealed, if you could even call it that. "हे भगवान, होबी! This is a pretty bad spot for you, huh? Maybe I'll be a little nicer..." Pav might've SAID that, but he didn't really mean it. The dude always had a plan, after all. He started circles again, this time at his armpits, which quieted Hobie's laughter a little bit.

The punk thought that his ribs were the worst of it. Boy, was he wrong. After about 20 seconds of Pav under his arms, he could barely take it anymore. The guy tried his best to act tough, but his head shaking and shoulder shimmying could only hold back his laughter for so long.

"PAHAHAHAHAVVV!!! ENOUGHHHHH!!" As soon as Hobie shouted that, Pavitr immediately undid his webs and brought his hands back. He might be mean, but not THAT mean. He gave the curled-up spiderman a pat on the back, actually feeling sorry for him this time.

"Woah there man, that was a solid 2 minutes! New record?" Pav was only half joking, he'd never seen Hobie being tickled for longer than a few seconds, after all.

The older spiderman looked up with a smirk on his face. "Aye, I guess." He thought for a moment. "Wanna try beatin' it?"

Legends say that Pav didn't survive that night.

[anzynai]

Hi you love twisted wonderland too, I haven't watched the show or played the game(s) so for the request can you do lee Floyd and ler jade or ler Floyd and lee jade the lee could be in a bad or sad mood {you can choose] and they need some cheer up tickles. Have a good day/night.🤗

fEELing

Jade & Floyd (TWST)

a/n: dont worry guys i hate the title too. ALSO SORRY RVERYONE, i know it took forever to get this out but ive been struggling with coming up with ideas and idkkk ANYWAYS, at least this one is up now! i don’t think theyre too ooc but uhh, if they are, please disregard. hope u enjoy!

if this isnt obvious (which is should be), these r twins so don’t ship them??? 💀

summary: when floyd is feeling down, jade tries to cheer him up.

warnings: contains tickling, and multiple florid (floyd x riddle) mentions!

word count: 1.1k

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“Ughhh…” Floyd groaned very audibly, walking into Jade’s room, and plopping down face-first into the bed. It was a habit of his to go to his twin when he was feeling down and didn’t feel like being alone.

Jade, who was sitting at his desk, working on his homework from the day’s classes, turned around in his chair, watching Floyd mope.

“You seem… upset,” Jade noted, pursing his lips.

“Riddle’s bein’ annoying’…” Floyd crossed his arms, pouting.

“Is he now?”

“I keep trying to talk to him, but he’s all like, ‘Get away from me, Floyd!’ or ‘I’m busy!’. Blah blah blah!” Floyd turned his head, facing the other.

Jade raised a brow. “That never bothered you before.”

“I know, but…” Floyd paused for a second, trailing off, before he let out another groan, more emphasized this time.

Jade stayed silent, thinking, before a lightbulb seemed to light up in his head. “Does this.. have anything to do with your feelings for him?”

Floyd made eye contact with his twin. “I knew nothing ever would get past you,” He replied, but didn’t deny Jade’s words.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice my own brother skipping work to bother a certain redhead? The amount of complaints Azul has had for you recently..” Jade put a hand over his heart, feigned shock in his features.

“It doesn’t matter anyway, when he keeps avoiding me,” Floyd rolled over against the bed so he was laying on top of the pillows horizontally. Jade stood up from the desk, sitting at the edge of his bed, beside his brother.

“Perhaps, talk to him.” Jade rubbed Floyd’s back in what he hoped was a comforting matter. Floyd was never one to be against touch, especially with him, but how effective it was in cheering him up varied.

Floyd invited the touch, most likely unconsciously, but leaning into it nonetheless.

“I…” Floyd seemed shy, something that was very unlike him. Jade was sure if he was anyone else, Floyd wouldn’t be so vulnerable. “I don’t know how,” Floyd admitted with a sigh. “I’m so used to annoyin’ him and messin’ with him, but I don’t know how else to act around him.”

Floyd shoved his face into the pillow, growling at it in irritation.

“And?” Jade pushed, sensing that Floyd had more to say.

“I don’t want him to be annoyed with me anymore.”

Jade’s eyes widened. This was a very interesting thing for Floyd to say, because it was Floyd. Floyd never cared what people thought of him. Jade chuckled to himself. Love really does change people, doesn’t it?

Floyd seemed to take his chuckle as mocking and he lightly shoved him away, a half-hearted glare on his face.

“In my opinion, perhaps, start with small changes. You don’t have to switch up immediately. Slowly, you’ll adjust,” Jade told him. Plus, he had a suspicion that Riddle, if not returned his feelings, at least enjoyed his presence. If Floyd was truly a nuisance, Riddle had ways of being alone, yet he was almost always found in places where a certain eel had a high chance of appearing.

“You’re right,” Floyd huffed. “As always..”

Jade resisted another chuckle, gently pinching Floyd’s side. His smile widened when Floyd flinched. “Don’t be like that, dear brother.”

He curled his index around Floyd’s waist, eliciting a gasp from the other.

“Jade!” Floyd said, but there was no tone of annoyance detected, so Jade took that as a sign to continue. It made sense. Floyd had never been against tickling, whether he was tickling someone or he was being tickled. It was typically only Azul who would fight against it, though Jade suspected it was only to keep up pretenses. Jade brought his other hand to Floyd’s hips, squeezing at the sensitive skin.

“Yes, Floyd?” Jade tilted his head, innocently, idly tapping and gliding his fingers across Floyd’s torso. If Floyd hadn’t known what he was doing, Jade was sure it would've seemed like a mere accident.

“Stahahap ihihit! I’ll gehehet you bahahack!” Floyd didn’t bother hiding his giggles and Jade smiled. Laughter was quite a contagious thing and it seemed Jade was no less resistant to it than anyone else.

Jade swallowed, slowly. He was sure that Floyd definitely would get him back, but that was a problem for the future, he decided. His hands roamed to opposite sides of Floyd’s stomach as he scribbled and scratched any place he could reach.

The shirt Floyd was wearing provided no protection. Perhaps, if he had been wearing his full uniform, but he was only wearing the white polo shirt that was underneath anything. Perhaps, it would teach Floyd a lesson to wear his uniform properly, Jade joked to himself, knowing that it most certainly would not.

“Gahahaa! Jahahade!” Floyd flipped over, his back facing the headboard as he faced Jade, his hands uselessly pawing at Jade’s nimble fingers. Jade moved up towards his ribs, poking in between the bones and pinching the skin. Jade reveled in Floyd’s laughter becoming more high-pitched.

“You are quite ticklish. Must suck being in your permission, no?” Jade teased, but Floyd seemed to not hear him, too caught up in his giggling fit, his face flushed. Despite Floyd’s flailing hands, he didn’t particularly seem to be putting in any strength in getting away from Jade, not even trying.

Jade had to admit, it made things much, much easier on his end.

It went on for several more minutes, until Floyd was practically screaming with laughter. The last thing they needed was someone barging in, thinking Jade was getting murdered or something. Though, that fate may not be much different from Floyd’s current predicament.

Jade stopped his tickling hands, allowing Floyd a chance to catch his breath. Floyd had a bright smile on his face, a complete switch-up from the depressing and frustrated aura radiating from him when he entered the room, and Jade said as so.

“You seem much more calm.”

“‘Course I am cuz now, I’m gonna get you back!”

“A-already?” Jade’s eyes widened, though he supposed he should have expected that. He backed away, moving from the bed and closer to the door, while trying not to look panicked. Because he definitely wasn’t. At all.

It was just that he never got tickled much! It was always Floyd and Azul, not him! So forgive him for avoiding it! It didn’t take long for Floyd to catch up, though. Jade reasoned that he was going easy on him, but Floyd didn’t listen as he began to tickle the other with a devious grin on his face.

“Hahahaha!” Jade broke after trying to conceal his giggles and Floyd’s smile widened. It was like a dam had been destroyed because Jade couldn’t get himself to stop laughing.

Amidst the laughter, he swore he heard Floyd thank him, but he couldn’t tell if it was his imagination. Floyd started to tickle his hips, squeezing and kneading.

“Nahahahah, F-flohohoyd!” He had more pressing matters to think about anyway.

[jarhrjoo]

can i request lee!lightbulb ler!test tube? love ur art style btw its so silly<3

[jungkookslipring]

lee! Hyunjin and lers! Han and changbin pleasee 🙏🏻

AAHHhhhh of course! this was inspired by their vanity fair interview

AN: Keeping SKZ in my thoughts and prayers as Lee Know, Hyunjin, Seungmin and the staff who were involved in the accident recover.

Lee! Hyunjin

Lers! 3Racha

Hyunjin's Alarm

Hyunjin had silenced his alarm at least three times before he started hearing footsteps pondering around the dorm. He covered his face with his pillow, praying he was just imagining the footsteps and voices getting closer to his room.

"Hyunjin-ahhhhh wake up!" Changbin yelled from the other side of the door. Hyunjin groaned when the door swung open. He knew someone would come in, but he wasn't expecting a super energetic Quokka to jump onto his bed and straddle him immediately.

"Morning Jinnie," Han sang as he got impossibly close to Hyunjin's face. Hyunjin gave a tired smile and wrapped his arms around Han's neck.

"Let me sleep..." Hyunjin mumbled when Han hugged back.

"No can do Jinnie we have practice in an hour," Changbin said from the doorway where he was watching. Han sent a quick poke to Hyunjin's side when he wouldn't respond. Hyunjin jumped and groaned.

"No tickles," he mumbled shoving his face back into the pillow. A lightbulb went off as Han sent another poke to the slightly older's side, causing him to jerk again.

"Hahan," Hyunjin let out a tired giggle trying to wiggle his body back under the covers. Han grabbed Hyunjin's sides through the blankets and squeezed. Even with all the layers it still tickled like hell given how sensitive Hyunjin is. The older immediately started cackling.

"Hahahahahaha Hannie stahahahahap!" he yelled as he tried protecting his sides. Han laughed along with him, turning back to Changbin, silently asking him to join. Changbin smirked as he got on the bed, pulling the blankets down a little so they had access to Hyunjins torso. Hyunjin squeaked when two sets of hands were dancing all over his tummy and sides.

"AHHHAHAHAHA CHANNIE HYUNG SAVE MEHEHEHAHAHHAHAHA" Hyunjin cackled as one set of hands got under his shirt, scratching at his abs. Chan walked in with the biggest smile on his face seeing his kids laughing and having a good time, even if it was early in the morning.

"Hyung, can you come to hold his arms down, please?" Changbin asked cheekily. Chan's smile grew even wider if that was even possible and jumped on the bed, grabbing a hold of Hyunjin's wrist, but not enough to hurt him, and quickly pinned them above his head.

"You guys are so ba-AHHHHHHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHAHA GET OUT OF THERE HAHAHAHAHA" Hyunjin screeched as Han squeezed, poked, and prodded his tummy, while Changbin started scratching at his armpits.

"So cute," Chan grinned as he used one of his free hands to tickle at Hyunjin's neck, sending the boy into hysterics. He was growing weaker by the second as the boys attacked some of his worst areas. After God knows how long, he quit squirming around and just laid there laughing his ass off, his body becoming overstimulated with all the tickles.

"OKAYAHAHHAHHAHAHA I'LL GET UP I PROMISE JUST STAHAHAAHAWP" Hyunjin screamed. The boys slowed down their tickles to a complete stop, letting the boy finally breathe. Hyunjin let out giggles as he rolled over, shoving his face into Chan's side.

"Thahahat was sohoho bahahad," he giggled, the leader giggling as well given the younger ones mouth was accidentally tickling his sides.

"Okahahay let's get up we got practice we got to get to," Chan giggled as he helped up his dancer. The boys scurried off to let Hyunjin get changed, the '00 liner laughing to himself.

There were definitely worse ways to be woken up.

Taglist (plz let me know if you ever want to be added!) <3

@felixmainacc @felixburneracc

[potatohater]

You don’t havta if ya don’t wanna but…

lee Hobie ler pavtir? Hobie is taking over my brain and I need his tough boy persona to be wrecked ya know?(*^_^*)

Fandom: Across the Spider-Verse

Characters: Hobie Brown & Pavitr Prabhakar

Words: 365

small drabble w my fav boys and YES LEE HOBIE IS SO CUTE WHAT

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“Are you— oh my god you are!!” Pav tried to touch Hobie’s torso when the older one flinched; smile creeping over his face as he scoffed and pushed Pavitr in the shoulder. Trying to keep a distance between them

But Pavitr didn’t give up that easily, he tried to reach to man’s torso again but Hobie put two of his hands on younger one shoulders, keeping a distance between them and looked him in the eyes

“Don’t even think about that” Hobie said, but no venom were in his words, on the other side — small smile still was noticeable in his usually stoic face features

But Pav got an idea. He sweared to god he could feel a small lightbulb appearing above his head. He tried to look defeated for a few seconds so Hobie would believe that he got nothing in mind against him

And the second Hobie relaxed he felt two hands warming in his armpits. Who knew that Pavi would turn out being a traitor?

“YOHOHU SthohoHOP—” Punk immediately felt how his legs became weaker and in a few seconds both of spiderteens were on the floor; one of them laughing like hell, other one having a time of his life

When Pavitr moved his hands to Hobie’s stomach and sides, he heard how his laugh transformed into cute giggles. His eyes were squeezed shut, hands grabbed a smaller teen but didn’t do anything.

Pav looked in the face of anarchist again just to find himself mesmerised. You could barely see Hobie showing any emotions but a smirk or a scoff, and all this were very refreshing after his image of the stoic & calm person

“Pavihihitr stohoHOP” his giggling became a belly laughter when younger one decided to squeeze his knee and in the end got his best reaction

“Oh man, you have to protect you knees if they are ticklish like this” Pavitr smiled, and tickled under Hobie’s knee again, causing him to trash around

Everything was alright until Pav himself felt how Hobie rubbed his knuckles into Pavitr’s ribs, causing him to back off and fell on top of him

“HOHOBIE—” damn, it’s gonna be a long night

[iluvchanniesposts]

hello i am a big fan of urs for a while and i luv ur work. ur an amazing person and u have a golden personality! can I request lee Chan ler Minho pls? thank u and I hope u have a great day 💗⭐️💖

“tickle him, it always works.” seungmin implied simply as he shoved a piece of bread in his mouth. the look minho gave him could’ve lit a fire with the way he raised his brow. “hm?” lee know tilted his head to the side, humming at the new piece of information he just found out.

“tickle him..why do you know this?” he began to question the second youngest, edging closer as he became truly intrigued to the fact. “i usually do it back to him when he does it to me, always seems to work. he’s sensitive on his ribs and stomach area.” seungmin shrugged, once again casting his attention back to whatever else he was doing.

its like a lightbulb popped above minho’s head.

“chan hyung?” he yelled from the living room, stomping his way up the stairs to let his presence be known. yet again, no answer. for some reason, chan had been avoiding minho over something silly that happened at practice earlier on. he knocked a few times on the door before entering…

“you’re still giving me the silent treatment?” he went over and sat next to chan, who was propped up against his bed frame on his laptop. no answer. minho huffed and slammed chan’s laptop shut, finally earning a shocked look from him.

“oh, so now you want to pay me attention?” he removed the laptop from chan’s lap, replacing it with himself. the oldest still didn’t let up, yet simply followed minho’s every move with his pupils.

poke.

chan jolted away from minho’s fingers, a tiny smile creeping upon his cheeks as he realised what was about to happen.

poke poke.

he stifled a snigger, giving minho access to pin his arms down under his knees.

“you still don’t wanna talk?” lee know interrogated him, resting his clawed hands above chan’s ribs, making him wince at the anticipation. “ok, have it the hard way.” and with that, his hands started grabbing and squeezing all over chan’s sides.

chan threw his head back, pursed his lips and strained so much that the veins were popping out of his neck. his stubbornness was telling him not to laugh.

minho’s fingers moved at the speed of light, going for his rib cage, to his upper ribs, to his stomach and all over his sides. chan couldn’t hold much longer, face as red as a tomato.

“HAHAHA OKAY!” he yelled, thrashing around under minho as much as he could.

his throaty laughs grew louder as minho wiggled his fingers below chan’s belly button and all over his v line area.

“MINH-MINHO! STOP!” he belted, struggling to catch his breath from laughing.

“will you talk to me now?” minho asked, not ceasing his attack on chan’s ribs. “Y-YES!” he choked out, somehow managing to breathe properly as soon as minho let up.

“good. other wise it’ll be worse next time.” he added a few more pokes before getting off and heading back downstairs.

“i’ll get you back for that!” chan yelled, quickly hiding under the duvet as minho turned around with a cocked brow.

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RAHH THEY WONT GET OUT OF MY HEAD !!! /lhj

[blushyeleven]

Tickletober - day 8

Truth

Characters: lee!y/n, ler!jenna, ler!melissa

warnings: tickles

𝑺𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒆

“Oh please y/n, your just such a Softie at Heart” Jasmin giggles, you scoffed. As if? You a softie. Please, you were so tough and cold hearted. You didn’t even care about anything, there was no way you could reduce yourself to something as childish and stupid as being referred to as “soft” you rolled your eyes and stated “I’m not!” You grumbled, storming off to the break room. Jasmin just quirked a brow watching you get irritated and chucked. “It’s just the truth!” You forcefully shoved the door open.. To which jenna and Melissa were sat there, mid conversation until they stopped to see you burst in.

“Hey y/n? What’s wrong?” Jenna asked gently seeing the aggravation on your face, as clear as day. “Jasmin..” you sighed, placing yourself in the sofa opposite them. “Why? What did she do?” Melissa asked with a concerned voice, her gaze softening slightly. “She keeps going on about how I’m soft, when she’s obviously wrong.” You grumbled again. To which jenna couldn’t help but smile at you, covering her mouth with her hand. You furrowed your eyebrows at her, clearly not impressed by her amusement. Melissa also tried to fight back her smile, biting her lip.

You sighed out of annoyance. “You know what” you got up to leave “no- y/n we’re sorry, that was just.. unexpected” she tried to convince you to stay, now seeing how upset you really were about this accusation. You then sat back down, fiddling with your own hands. “If you don’t mind me asking.. why are you so bothered that Jasmin thinks your soft? It’s not a bad thing” Melissa smiled again, this time warmly at you. Clearly trying to comfort you and calm your boiling temper “because I’m not! I don’t even know why she thinks that?!” You snapped “I’m not soft, I’m strong.. and tough” you sighed, clearly feeling bad about how you lashed out on the two actresses.

“Well, y/n.. i know you like to consider yourself as cold-hearted and tough.. but I think you might be soft at heart” jenna tried to say in a way which wouldn’t make you mad again. “I’m-“ you paused, exhaling sharply. “I’m not.” You said again, clearly still annoyed and wound up. “Hey look.. I don’t know why you think it’s such a bad thing!” Melissa kept smiling warmly at you. “Because.. it.. it just is” you said, avoiding their eye contact. “Y/n, I know you like to put up this facade that your unbothered by everything.. but behind all of that I see a sweet caring girl” jenna stated calmly, sitting herself next to you. You just sat in silence “that’s true” Melissa added.

“I bet we can find something soft about you, your not the cold-hearted person you make yourself out to be” jenna added again. “There’s nothing soft about me” you tried to deny everything. You couldn’t believe you were debating about this with the two older actresses . “Hm.. there might be! I mean.. you like hugs right?” Melissa asked gently. You nodded silently “but that’s normal.. most people do” you countered, still looking at the floor.

Jenna then had a lightbulb a-pear above her head. She recalled recently finding out something about you.. something that could be considered as soft. Her eyes widened and her lips curved into a smile. “Well what about this..” jenna then reached out her hand to lightly flutter her fingers across your stomach. To which you squealed need covered your stomach, sinking into your chair. “Jenna.. don’t..” you tried to sound intimidating, gritting your teeth. Jenna just took the opportunity to smirk at you and skitter her fingers into your sides, giggling slightly. Melissa’s eyes then widened and suddenly arose from her chair to walk over to you and clearly give jenna a helping hand. Tickling the bottom of your foot. “See, now would a insensitive and unfeeling person be this ticklish?” Jenna snickered, seeing you trying to stifle your giggles. You wiggled your foot about and tried to push at jennas hands. You clearly had to counter argument but it was true. You were deathly ticklish, and Jenna was the only person out of the whole set that knew. Ontop of Melissa, who obviously just figured it out.

Jenna then crawled her hands up to your ribs, clawing at them. “yohou guhuys ahahare meheheannn!!” You squealed trying to fight at their wiggling fingers. Melissa just simply took ahold of your foot, scribbling her fingers beneath it. Feathery movements that made your stomach flare up into butterflies and drawing the squeaky laughter from your mouth. “See! Softie at heart~ maybe Jasmin was partly right” Melissa teased watching you clench your eyes shut. Only making the sensation worse. “ehheehehhe stahahahapppp!!” You tried to plead, feeling a little embarrassed by the situation. The embarrassment illustrated by the colour on your cheeks. “Hm, no! I don’t think I will!” Jenna smugly commented, squirming her fingers in between the spaces of your ribs. Melissa still targeting the bottom of your door, lightly scratching at the bottom of it with her fingertips. “Ihim gohohonna kihihill you bohoth!” You groaned, still trying to keep up your menacing facade. “Oh I’m sure you will y/n” jenna chuckled as your empty threats, continuing to torment with her black painted fingernails. “Ihim sehehehrioussss!!” You shrieked and wiggled about, your girlish giggles making you less frightening. “Oh we don’t doubt it” Melissa snickered. Her tone extremely flustering.

Melissa then let go of your foot and Switcher parts, drawing her nails under your knee. “It’s funny how somebody so tough is affected by such light touches” jenna mused, smirking at you still. “Fuhuck yohou!!” You leaned back in the chair, flinching at their every touch. “Hey! Language!” Melissa teased, also joining in with Jenna, smirking at you. “Admit you can sometimes be soft and well stop!” Jenna tried to bargain with you, not very fair on your part but you also had no choice if you wanted the unbearably ticklish sensation to end. “Nohoh wahahay!” You shrieked out. “Fine! Have it your way then” Melissa said simply, squeezing at your hips while jenna moved her hands to scribble at your armpits. You didn’t know how longer you could handle this for but at the same time you cringed at the idea of admitting how you were actually soft. Although you knew it was all an act, you hated the fact that people could actually see through you. But if you wanted this to end, your choices were limited. You then let up when Melissa suddenly dug her fingers into your stomach while jenna also targeted your armpits, speedily working their fingers over your most sensitive parts.

You shrieked “Fihihine!! I aham sohomtimes sohoft!” You started kicking your legs in desperation for the stop. “Not good enough” jenna sniggered then Melissa upped her antics by shaking her hand into your stomach. Her fingers vibrating into your soft skin, like little electric shocks around your body. “Oh cohohomeee ohohohonnn!!” You kept kicking your legs and wiggling around. Anything to escape their ticklish assault. “We’re waiting for the truth!” They both mused, seeing you in your vulnerable state. Normally you’d do anything to avoid being this vulnerable but you accepted it seeming as it was from the two actresses that you trusted most.

You let out an audible groan before finally letting up! “Okahahahyyyy! I’m sohoft at heheart!” And with your confession they both pulled away their hands simultaneously. “There we go, finally!” Jenna smiled. “Don’t worry, we won’t tell anybody” she added, reasuring you as you gathered your breath and rubbed of the tickly feeling that was still lingering on your body.

“Y/n, I promise you, although it may feel like it. Being soft isn’t a bad thing, it just makes you more adorable” Melissa reassured as well seeing you avoid their eye contact. Maybe it wasn’t so bad letting yourself be yourself around jenna and Melissa, seeming as they saw right through your act as soon as they met you.

[spookygiggles]

Light Up, Firefly

Tf2 Tickle fic 🫶 scroll if you dont like these ofc

Lee! Pyro

Ler! Engie

Pyro was usually a happy lil dude, Always in his own 'World' (Literally-) But He knew today he was feeling down.

Maybe it was the stress of the job? Even He wasn't too Sure what was giving him the blues. But sometimes, It just happens, A rush of sadness. He knew the other Mercs were busy, Plus he has a feeling they don't like him that much, which again just made him feel kinda sadder. But He had One Person.

Engie! He Always Loved to see His favorite Buddy, But he wasn't too sure if he was busy Or not. But He took a chance and headed To his workshop, Just to see if He was perhaps relaxing or drinking. Pyro walks up to the Door and Knocks.

Then He heard a Southern Accent yell,

"You can come in!"

He opened the door and walked in, waving at the Engineer Sitting at a Table With a beer.

"Whats up, Py? Somethin up?" He asked, Considering his buddy didn't Seem as Energetic as normal.

Py Shook his head.

"I guess, I just dont feel like my normal self." (Just gotta pretend its muffled 💀) He Mumbled. Obviously Engie was One of the Only people Who really understood Pyro, Hes not a bad dude, People just judge him.

"Ahh its okay buddy. He Said to his friend, Giving him a pat on the back. Then It clicked, Like a Lightbulb poppin over your head in a cartoon.

"Actually Pyro, I have an idea, You know what always cheers people up?" He Said Enthusiastically.

"No not really?" he giggled ever so slightly. But Then Engineer stood up and reached his hand out to him.

"Alright get up Py, I'll show ya, Texas Style." He chuckled. Even that made pyro giggle a bit, He loved hanging out with His friend, even if he was a bit down.

He grabbed his hand and stood up. Obviously he knew what was coming, It wasn't the first time. And then he felt Two Hands Dig right into his Side and Stomach. Causing him to Squeal and Try to protect himself as a reflex, But it wasn't going to do much Because Pyro likes to be tickled, So he just grabbed onto the engineers arms and Laughed.

He didn't even say a word, Just was kinda caught up in the moment, But that didn't bother the Engineer, He was happy to make his friend laugh.

He wiggled both hands around His Belly, Which was a sweet spot on Pyro. Causing him to go weak to the knees as he started to collapse slowly. He stopped the tickling, grapped pyro and Layed him down on the couch, Then continued his assult on his Tummy.

Causing him to slightly kick his legs and squeal with laughter. His muffled laughter was super cute to Engie, He also wondered what he sounded like without the mask.

He Moved One hand down to his Hips, Squeezing there and moved his other down to his knee and started squeezing his Knee.

This caused him to literally SCREAM of laughter, Having two different spots being tickled and one of them being a death spot. You couldn't even tell there was tears going down his face because of the mask.

But they weren't sad tears, It was Just Pure Happiness. Engie Laughed at his Buddies state, Seeing how much happier he seemed. He stopped for a moment.

"Where else ya think you're ticklish at?" He stared at the firebug who was catching his breath on the couch, still slightly giggling.

"I- i dohont know" he said, this time he had a bit of a hard time making out what he said due to him giggling while he was talking, Since hes got his mask on.

"Well then, Mind if i test somethin?" Pyro shook his head. Engineer walked towards the end of the couch, Where his feet layed. He Started taking of the boots and Thats when Pyro had realized what he was gonna do, Obviously he wasn't gonna stop him but, Not even he knew if he was ticklish there.

He slipped off a boot and Grabbed his ankle and held it firmly, Not hurting him, Just tight enough he couldn't pull it back. Then he started to scribble at his Socked foot, He got an answer immediately as The Arsonist had Squealed and twitched, Trying desperately to pull the foot back.

Well now he knows he is ticklish there. It tickled there more than it did in some other spots. But his regular laughter ended as Engineer had started to tickle around his toe area, Thats when he Lost it.

He was squirming desperately and laughing Hysterically.

Out of Hysterics he managed to spit out "OKAHAHY! I FEHEHEL BETTER!" And On command, He let go and stopped the Assault.

As He was catching his breath, the Engineer asked,

"Feel better, Partner?" He patted him on the head as Pyro giggled.

"Yes, thank you." He said as he got up and put his boot back on. And stood up and Hugged the Engineer.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! 💗🫶

[lopsicle]

What about Enid (with Thing's assistance) tickles Wednesday bc she saw her smile once and really wants to see her dimples. (Hope this is ok. Just thought it would be cute lol. Jenna's dimples might be the cutest thing ive ever seen)

Oh! I actually had an idea similar to this, where Wednesday was trying to ask for tickles from Enid, but was struggling so Thing decided to tickle her to show Enid what she wanted, and I may end up writing that but right now I like this one more!

Smiles of laughter

Characters: Lee! Wednesday; Ler! Enid, Ler! Thing

Warnings: Death mention, tickle fic.

Enid’s fingers slowly moved the nail varnished covered brush down Thing’s sprawled out fingers, who was laying like a cat in front of Enid’s cross legged. Her movements were slower, and more absentminded because there was one image that she couldn’t take out of her mind. Wednesday Addams smiling. It seemed virtually impossible, totally out of character for the goth girl, but Enid caught a small glimpse of it earlier today when she entered the room.

Wednesday hadn’t even realised Enid saw her, she thought her face was mostly covered by the book she was reading, but it didn’t hide her rare joy to see her friend. The two had barely spoke tonight, Enid had no idea how to bring it up, or even to get her to smile again. Her thoughts were interrupted by a frantic tapping onto the vibrant covers of her bed. Looking back down at the severed appendage, she noticed some of the nail polish she was applying had accidentally been brought down to its finger. ‘Oh! I’m sorry, Thing!’ The girl quickly apologised, which caused Wednesday to briefly look at the two before turning back to her book. The werewolf reached her hand over to her drawer and pulled out a wipe and cleaned off the polish from Thing’s fingers, who shrugged at her, asking her why she lost focus. Enid stared down at Thing, then over to Wednesday to confirm she wasn’t paying attention, then back to Thing. She reached over and placed the hand on her shoulder, tilting her neck away from Wednesday as she spoke to it. ‘You gotta promise me you’re not gonna tell anyone,’ she prompted, which Thing tilted at, seemingly asking why. ‘Because she’ll kill me if anyone knows about this!’ She said in a whisper shout, which made Thing get the message as they waited patiently for an answer. ‘I saw her smile earlier.’ Thing practically jumped upwards in surprise, and Enid quickly raised her arms and caught the hand mid air. Wednesday turned again and raised an eyebrow, Enid could feel her heart beating faster as a bit of colour moved to her cheeks. ‘He..fell,’ she said slowly, not being able to think of any other convincing lie. Wednesday let out a small hum in response, not having the energy to retort against the girl.

Enid let out a sigh of relief as she turned to Thing was a disgruntled expression who apologetically tapped her wrist. Enid let out another low sigh and dropped Thing onto the bed, who crawled back onto her lap. He tilted at the Nevermore student, questioning what she’d do next which Enid also shrugged at. She let him crawl back up to her shoulder and kept talking, leaning her head back onto her bed frame. ‘It’s just..her smile was so pretty..’ she gushed quietly, her own smile curling onto her face as she played with a lock of her hair ‘and I don’t really know how to get her to smile more.’ Thing would smile at the girl if he could, the bond the two girls had was something different, it was stronger then anything else in the school walls. Though, it seemed like a small lightbulb went off inside of him when he thought of a solution to Enid’s problem. He moved closer across her shoulder and began gently scribbling his nails against her exposed neck. Her breathing hitched against the unexpected touch and she batted his fingers away,squirming her legs slightly as she bit on her lip to not let any laughter out. Thing quickly brought his newly painted nails away, seeing the girl already struggle to keep in her laughter. ‘Thing!’ She hissed at him with a quiet voice. ‘What was that for?’ He tapped on the bed, and then pointed over to Wednesday. Enid tilted her head in confusion at the hand, but something clicked inside her Jane he wiggled his fingers. Wednesday Addams was…ticklish? A second light bulb went off and her mouth went into a small ‘o’ shape. ‘That’s how I can make her smile!’ She whisper shouted at thing, her own smile curling onto her face as she looked down at a rather proud, or smug, it’s hard to tell, Thing.

Wednesday had been buried in her book for the last half an hour, and only recently had drawn her attention away to Enid and Thing. She knew the two could be hiding something, seeing as it wasn’t in Enid’s typical nature to remain quiet, but maybe she was being considerate for once. It wasn’t until she felt her mattress sink that she peered upwards, and saw an unusually happy Enid. Well, it wasn’t unusual for her to be happy, but she seemed even more overjoyed at the moment. She raised an eyebrow, almost expecting Enid to speak before breaking the silence. ‘Wouldn’t you prefer to stay on your own side?’ She prompted her to leave, though it was more polite then what she’d say to other people. ‘No, I think I prefer it here actually!’ She smiled even wider, which struck Wednesday as a little off. ‘If you want something, you have to ask for it,’ she said, deciding it to be the reason for the girl’s unusual behaviour. Truth be told, the colourful girl was only distracted her while Thing crawled onto the other side of the bed, leaving Wednesday between the two. ‘Well, I guess there is something I want,’ she said, leaning her back against the bed frame as she tilted her neck to be able to look at Wednesday. ‘Well, spit it out now then, Sinclair,’ she ordered, looking up at the girl expectantly.

As the words let her mouth, she felt a long nail begin to trace upwards from her hip. She flinched back towards Enid, turning to see Thing next to her, when Enid’s hand began squeezing her side. ‘Hm, whatever your doing, you should s-stop it, now,’ she barked out, trying to keep her composure. She did manage to keep a straight face and her laughter remained bottled up in her throat, but Enid could tell her methods were working. Like most things with Wednesday, she managed to keep her reactions very well hidden, but her roommate always noticed when something was off, like how she stuttered when she was talking, or the way she recoiled from Thing’s touch. ‘You really are ticklish!’ Enid gasped out, letting her hand trail over to Wednesday’s stomach. Given that Wednesday had rarely been tickled before, she was finding it increasingly difficult to find a way to react. Instinctively, she tried grabbing at Enid’s hands but that proved useless once Thing’s fingertips shot into her armpits. She pulled her arms down to her sides, and tried to refrain from kicking her legs. She bit down on her inner cheek, an action that thankfully went unnoticed by the two.

‘Come on, why don’t you laugh? Or at least smile, for me?’ Enid offered, but it was more of a demand as her king colourful nails sink into Wednesday’s stomach, making the girl wince, not out of pain, but out of annoyance from the tickling. Well, sort of. She did it on purpose, because she truthfully didn’t mind the tickling. She could never admit that though, it was too childish and happy of an interest that even her carefree self wouldn’t be able to admit it in the slightest, which she luckily wouldn’t have to do. ‘Hm, what if I tickle you right..here?’ Enid asked, scratching a single finger at the girl’s navel. With the tickling focused at a single, small spot, it became a lot harder to keep her composure. Her leg kicked once suddenly, her eyes squinted ever so slightly in seeming frustration and she couldn’t even open her mouth to send a remark at Enid, fearing that her La if her would pour out if she did. ‘Oh, that definitely got a reaction out of you!’ Wednesday shook her head quickly, denying her roommate’s accusation which Enid giggled at. ‘

‘Okay then, not here..then what about here?’ She asked, pinching and circling her fingers at the girl’s thighs. While her thighs weren’t her most sensitive spot, they were still fairly ticklish and it was becoming increasingly more difficult to keep a straight face. She allowed the edges of her lips to curl ever so slightly, it felt as if a weight was lifted, but an even heavier one was put on her when she felt a subtle scratching at her ribs from Thing. Her legs kicked once more, before she planted her heels against the bed, inching away from Thing’s fingers. ‘Oh, you must have found a good spot up there, huh?’ Enid teases once more, which just made the tickling all the more worse. The goth had no idea how to respond to teasing at all, she felt like she wanted to curl up, but didn’t want to look weak. It wasn’t until Enid’s nails suddenly plunged into the back of her knees that she lost her composure. Her legs jolted away from her nails, she softly batted at Thing and a very small smile made its way onto her face. With her having no idea what to do, she dropped her book onto her face to hide it muffled laughter poured out of her mouth. ‘Nahaahahahahaah!’

The sound made Enid perk up as she turned to the rather adorable sight. ‘Aw, Wednesday, you really should laugh more, it’s adorable!’ She cooed, scribbling her against her knees. Wednesday instinctively curled her knees closer to her, which just gave Enid a chance to crawl up to her. She pulled the book from her face as Thing continuously tapped at her ribs like a piano, and all she could do was try and wiggle away from him, or slap down on his fingers, which she much preferred. Needless to say, Enid could’ve practically melted at the sight that she saw. Wednesday’s eyes were squinted slightly, and her smile was so unbelievably pretty. She took a couple of seconds to just pause and stare down, more and more laughter being let out by the girl causing her to blush even more. ‘Staahaahahahap!’ Wednesday ordered, trying to sound threatening which was hard through all the laughter.

‘Oh! Right! Of course!’ Enid nodded, shaking her head and blinking a bit before shooing Thing away gently. Wednesday took in some deep breaths through her nose, fixing her face to her neutral, somewhat disgruntled expression before sitting up and turning to Enid. ‘If you tell anyone about this-,’ she started, but was quickly interrupted ‘yeah, you’ll kill me, I know, I won’t!’ Enid reassured her, which caused Wednesday to sigh and look away. After a moment of consideration, she asked ‘why did you do that?’

Enid took a few seconds to think. She didn’t really want to lie to Wednesday, but she wasn’t sure how she’d react. Still, her kind nature wouldn’t allow her to do she decided to tell her the truth. ‘I..wanted to see you smile,’ she said cautiously, ‘it’s pretty.’ She added.

Wednesday sat in silence for a couple of moments, before looking up to a somewhat worried Enid.

‘Yours is too.’

[little-lee-froggie]

Hey!!! How are you doing? I’m finally back to writing, and I have a short little fic, I hope you enjoy it! Very fluffy and sweet in my opinion. With that, let’s get into it:

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Warnings: Nothing honestly, pure fluff. Just skip if you don’t like tickling ☺️

Lee: reader

Ler: Shinsou

“What did you just say?” Shinsou asked you, confusion, yet a slight smugness on his face. You immediately froze, mid eating a piece of popcorn. 

The two of you were watching some movies together. It had been awhile since the two of you had properly hung out. You lived in the same neighbourhood as kids. You guys both tended to keep to yourself and didn’t hang out with people to often, so you would normally be the last two people left when the kids at your school were choosing partners, so the teachers would pair you together most of the time, which resulted in the two of you becoming very close friends.

Ever since the two of went to UA, you had less time to hang out, but you had the day off, so you decided to to watch a bunch of movies like you would once every month as kids, so you two started to watch a few movies. You were maybe on the third movie when there was a line in the movie that caught you off guard.

“You tickle me”

Three simple words, but it made you flinch. “Are you okay?,” Shinsou asked you, a little confused. “Uh- y-yeah, of course. Just… that word”, you said, about to put a piece of the popcorn the two of you had made, but you were cut off by his question; “wait, what did you just say?”

You gasped slightly, not thinking trough what you had said before you said it. “I-I um.. just that word…” you practically whispered. 

“[NAME]? Are you by any chance… ticklish~?,” Shinsou said, mischief heavy in his voice.

You just flinched again hiding your face in your hands to hide the blush forming on your cheeks, debating how to answer. You decided to be brave. After all, you weren’t opposed to the most likely out come. Quickly, you gave a small nod of your head, barely noticeable. This surprised Shinsou, as he was pretty sure you would try to convince him otherwise. All of the sudden, a lightbulb went off in his head.

“Wait a minute- do you like being tickled??,” he asked, but it didn’t sound accusatory. Instead, it sounded almost excited. At least as excited as Shinsou is capable of sounding. You just nodded again in almost the same way.

“Say, [NAME]… would you like me to tickle you~?,” he asked, going back to teasing. You nodded again, blushing like crazy. You were glad your head was in your arms, or your friend’s teasing would be unbearable.

Shinsou smiled softly, though it was hardly noticeable. He didn’t let his smile be obvious in his speech though.

“Aww, how cute is that~?,” he teased, lightly spidering on your slightly exposed side. You squeaked, and started tittering a little. You didn’t dare speak, knowing that if you did, you wouldn’t be able to keep yourself from giggling.

“Hmm, I want to hear you laugh. Common~. Laugh for me” he said as he started to poke your side. “Aha!,” you giggled, as you were surprised at the sudden change, but managed to keep most of it in. 

“Hmmm… still not fully breaking, huh?,” he said. You were still hiding your face in your hands, so you were relatively exposed. Shinsou decided to use this to use this to his advantage. 

He quickly grabbed both your wrists in one hand and held them above your head. “Aww, are you blushing?? How cute~” he said with a smirk on his face. His free hand then formed a claw and he slowly inched it towards your stomach, looking you dead in the eyes, even though yours were fixed on his hand, giggles of anticipation bubbling up and out of you.

As soon as Shinsou’s hand made contact with your stomach, you all but screamed and fell back. He decided to use this to his advantage as well, now pinning you down completely. “Shinsohohohou!!!!,” you said as you moved around slightly, your body naturally trying to escape even though you didn’t want to.

“What? What is it~?,” he asked smirking at your laughing face. “Youhu knohohow whahahat you’re dohoing!!!,” you said, your legs now starting to lightly kick at the bed beneath you. 

“I really don’t [NAME], tell me. What am I doing exactly, hmm?”

Your face got even more red as you continued to giggle uncontrollably. “I cahahahan’t say ihihit!” You said, slightly scrunching into yourself. Shinsou decided that meant he should try your neck and let your hands down. 

As soon as he touched your neck, your smile became so much wider and your laughing became higher pitched. Shinsou liked how he could poke back and forth and you could never protect your neck. “What can’t you say, hmm? Is there something wrong? You can tell me you know~.”

You couldn’t help but wonder if he’s done this before. You knew he’d probably tickled someone before, you were pretty sure most people have, but he was just so good at making you flustered. To be fair, he has been teasing you for years.

Shinsou stopped smirking and was genuinely smiling now. He loved seeing you look this happy. You were his only real friend in middle school, it made him happy to know this little quirk you had. He liked that he had found a way to repay all the happiness you had given him when he felt alone.

He briefly stopped tickling you to allow you to catch you breath and to give you a choice. “Ok [NAME], you get to choose this time. Where would you like me to tickle you? What’s your very favourite spot?,” he asked.

You felt pretty flustered by the question, but it gave you the opportunity to tell him your favourite place since it’s not exactly where most people would think to go. 

“Umm, my uh… my hands” you said, sitting up. “Really? Your hands are ticklish?,” he asked, surprised. You just nodded as he gently took one of your slightly smaller hands in his, holding it out flat and started drawing light circles on it with a finger from his free hand.

As soon as the first movement was made, you started very quietly giggling again and kinda fell onto him in a fit of giggles, not even trying to get your hand free.

“Holy shit, you’re so cute! You really should have told me about this sooner. I’m actually surprised I didn’t find out already, I mean, you’re SO ticklish” he said, going back to his teasing side. You didn’t even say anything, you just giggled. 

Eventually the two of you remembered the movie and stopped your playful interaction, though Shinsou kept your hand in his lap, drawing circles on it every so often.

Now whenever he’s had a bad day, he likes to just tickle your hands since he’s not good at talking, and your giggles make him feel better. Whenever you’re sad, he’ll tickle anywhere you’re comfortable with. Needless to say, your ticklishness is now incorporated into both of your everyday lives, and both of you like it that way.

                        ꧁༺The end༻꧂

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Well, that was it, I hope you enjoyed! I’m sorry if it wasn’t the best, it’s been awhile since I’ve written a fic, but I hope it was good none the less. I hope you have a good day/night, byeeeee!!

-Froggie :p

[yiplee]

Would you be able to write something for lee Professor Chaos and ler Mysterion? Maybe Chaos challenges Mysterion to an epic showdown to the death but Mysterion is merciful and chooses to instead tickle Chaos into submission. Chaos tries to remain evil and threatening but can't stop giggling adorably and is so flustered over being defeated by tickles.

Hii anon! I got your request right after posting a fic about lee Mysterion lol! Thanks for the request! I love these two together and would’ve probably written a fic of them anyway lol!

Pre-authors note my friend said smth that gave me a crazy lee mood mid writing so thank them for the motivation it gave me to finish this 😍😍

So now without further ado leeets geeet into it!

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Mysterion cautiously snuck into Professor Chaos’ backyard, looking around for any sign of the evildoer.

“Chaos?” He called quietly. “Chaos? I got your letter. I am prepared for the challenge.” He announced, wondering if anyone was listening.

Professor Chaos’ evil chuckle swept through the air, and Mysterion whipped his head around to see where it was coming from.

Suddenly, a thick line shoots from one of the windows of Butters’ house and hooks onto one of the fence poles. Mysterion flinches as the hook barely misses his face.

Professor Chaos ziplines down on a coat hanger, and Mysterion is silently impressed by the move.

“Hello there, Mysterion.” The tinfoil-dressed villain started, deepening his voice to a sinister tone.

“Hello, Chaos.” Mysterion echoed, looking his opposer up and down. “Are you sure you want to do this? You can always choose a lighter path-” Mysterion started, but Professor Chaos shot him down real quick.

“Eh- shh shh, no speeches. Only showdown.” He said with a dramatic edge to his voice.

Mysterion nodded darkly. “Very well then.” He agreed, turning to begin slowly circling the evildoer, who began circling him as well. They were now just walking in one big circle, on either side of eachother, staring eachother down.

Truthfully, neither of them actually knew what this battle would entail. Fake fighting? Real fighting? No, Butters was too innocent for that.

Mysterion quickly whooshed around Chaos, tripping him skillfully, so that he fell onto the grass.

“Blasted hero!” He exclaimed, going to get up, but Mysterion stepped on his chest, keeping him down.

“Don’t bother trying to get up, Chaos. I’ve got you.” Mysterion growled, quickly kneeling over the other.

“I..I uh..I knew this would happen—in fact, I let it happen! So I could..uh..I..uh..” Professor Chaos stammered, trying to think of a way out of this.

“Save it, Chaos.” Mysterion hissed. “You asked for this.” He replied darkly.

Asked for what, exactly? Mysterion didn’t know. He was still figuring out what he was gonna do. I mean, Chaos is looking up at him like he’s actually gonna do something, and there’s already an awkward silence going, and…

A lightbulb might as well have lit up above Mysterion’s head, because an idea hit him so fast it hardly felt like he even came up with it.

“Are you ready, Chaos?” He said in a menacing voice, raising his gloved hand threateningly, fingers posed in a claw-like position.

“D…Do your worst, goody two-shoes!” Chaos called back bravely, but internally he was nervous as all hell.

Suddenly, Mysterion’s hand flew down, quickly skittering across Professor Chaos’ belly. He yelped with surprise, quickly covering his mouth to silence his bubbly giggles.

“Myst- Mysteriohohon!! This is meahahant to be an epic bahahattle!!” Chaos squeaked, trying not to break character, but that was pretty hard when you had the cutest giggles in the entire universe pouring out of you.

“Oh, so you’re saying this is nothing then? Then I guess you won’t mind taking that! And that!” Mysterion teased smugly, a smirk growing on his own face as he lightly pinched bits on Chaos’ sides, making him squeal.

“WAHAHAHAHAIT MYSTERIOHOHON!!” Chaos thrashed about under his caped counterpart, but his attempts were fruitless as Mysterion continued without letting up.

“So, do you surrender, Chaos?” Mysterion asked, scribbling his gloved fingers along Professor Chaos’ sides.

“NEHEHEHEVER!!” He shrieked stubbornly, seeing this as a way to at least barely stay in character.

Mysterion raised an eyebrow. Knowing Butters, he would’ve given up about a thousand times by now. Although he supposed this was Professor Chaos he was dealing with now.

But, it’s not like he was complaining. He went up and down the villain’s ribs next, digging into the bits inbetween.

Professor Chaos grabbed Mysterion’s wrists, trying to pull him off, but he was severely weakened.

Mysterion’s hands spidered up the ribs and slipped into Chaos’ armpits, him letting out a shriek.

“WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!!” He pleaded, his arms flying back down in a failed attempt of protection.

“Okay, surrender then.” Mysterion said blankly. “That’s all you have to do.”

Chaos shook his head stubbornly. So Mysterion continued, tracing circles into the skin under the other’s arms.

“WAHAHAHAIT OKAHAHAHAY I SURRENDER! I SUREHEHEHENDER!!” He squealed. He couldn’t take any more. Mysterion chuckled and let go, letting Professor Chaos recover.

“You okay, Butters?” He asked, looking down fondly at his exhausted friend.

“Yeah. Yeah..” he nodded, catching his breath. That definitely didn’t play out as he had planned in his head.

[tickle-mnster]

Tickles Up!

lee!nick, ler!charlie/tao

summary: the three are playing Heads Up, when a certain word appears. charlie and tao have a special idea to help nick guess it.

word count: 1k

a/n: spent all night writing this and finished in the morning..now im gonna be tired all day but oh well

“Nick?” Tao murmured. “It’s your turn.”

The rugby player was lost in space or in his own mind. He was zoned out on the living room floor, driving his two friends to shake him out of it.

“Nick?!” Charlie shouted in his ear, pushing his shoulder back and forth.

He finally responded when Tao delivered a strategic poke to his side, making him jolt and kick his feet out of the criss-cross position they previously rested in. Charlie and Tao received quick glances from each other in response to Nick’s reaction.

“Finally, we got you awake!” Charlie voiced, followed by Tao. “It was like he was asleep with his eyes open…weird, isn’t it?” He teased.

Nick smiled softly and scratched the back of his neck. “Aha, yeah…sorry about that, I’m just a little tired, that’s all.”

“It’s alright, but now it’s your go. Go ahead!” Charlie insisted, handing him the phone. 

He put the back of the device on his forehead, leaving the two friends in front of him to watch the screen as it turned to another word. They were all playing ‘Heads Up!’. In a rotation, one of the guys would receive the phone and be prompted to guess the word that appeared. The other players had to give him hints, or actions, as to what the word was.

“Ti-!” Tao gasped, covering his mouth. When he’d seen the word, he automatically started to say it out loud, by accident. Charlie chuckled, nudging his friend's arm. 

“Whose side are you on?!” He exclaimed.

“Sorry! I almost did that when you were the one with the phone…”

“Well, I wish you would have! That’s why we lost, Tao.” Nick chimed in, now starting to worry about the ticking timer that’d begun. One minute to guess the word, or forfeit.

“Alright, er- this is something that…feels light? And it’s an action! I think…” Charlie shouted, trying to convey his best description of the word. What was the word, you may ask? Coincidental to Tao poking Nick earlier, the word was ‘Tickle’!

Charlie quickly pondered for a few moments before turning his head to Tao, who seemed to be doing the same thing. ‘Tickle” was a hard word to describe, without using the word itself.

A lightbulb suddenly appeared over the top of Tao’s head - he remembered that the only rule was, you cannot say the word that’s given. Maybe he could make Nick feel the word?

It wouldn’t be a hard task, since Nick was already barefoot, his feet basically out in the open in front of him. Charlie and Tao sat on the outside of both Nick’s feet, while Nick had his legs spread all the way out, using his palms to hold himself up off the floor.

“I have an idea.” Tao said to Charlie, who seemed interested. 

“Which is..? I don’t know how the hell we’re going to say anything to describe this word.”

The taller boy smiled at the irony, and replied, “That’s the thing. We’ll make him feel the word!”

Charlie had caught onto Tao’s idea, and noticed a curious Nick in front of him. His boyfriend had an interesting expression, wondering what the hell his friends were up to… and then, he knew. 

He knew that he felt something skitter into his left sole, causing him to jerk his legs back into his lap - but, Tao had quick hands. He managed to capture one of Nick’s ankles, the other one was soon to be snatched back by Charlie.

Nick had let out a brief giggle when he’d felt Tao tickle his foot. This enticed Charlie, and he wanted to see if he could do the same. Two fingers wiggled beneath Nick Nelson’s toes, making him fall down onto the carpet, erupting in chuckles. Two became three, then four, as Charlie became addicted to his lover's sweet laughter~ For each finger that was added beneath his wriggling toes, a decibel was increased in his laughter. If Tao were to do the same thing, there’s no telling how loud Nick would laugh.

“Cha-Chahaha! ChaheheharliHEHE! LehEHEt gohoHOH!”

“We aren’t just doing this to watch you squirm, Nick! Go ahead, tell us the word!” Charlie shouted over Nick’s laughter. He stopped the tickling to hopefully hear an answer, but Tao took it as a queue for his turn. He slid his fingertips all across Nick’s ticklish sole, causing the boy to scrunch them up, and wiggle as much as he could to escape Tao’s strong grip.

“Nick… are you that… unintelligent?” Tao used a nicer word for stupid. “What are we doing right now?”

“BEHEING AHA-ehehasshOHOles!” Nick squealed, squirming in place. He was pretty much immobile since the other two boys had surprisingly strong grasps on his ankles. “What was that?” Charlie scoffed. “We were just trying to help you figure out the word, but if that's how it’s gonna be, alright then!” He playfully taunted, fiddling his fingers into his foot's arch. Tao also looked as if he was in shock by Nick’s words - well, his laughter I should say. That’s what most of his sentence was.

The game had now been redirected to some sort of punishment for Nick since he’d called his friends assholes. 

Charlie crawled away from Nick’s ankles and attacked his belly with his tickly fingers. 

“Chaharhalie! Gehet awahay!-” Nick rolled around on the floor, eventually pulling his ankle away from Tao. This didn’t change the fact that his boyfriend was by his side, and wouldn’t stop wiggling his fingers into his stomach and ribs.

“Ihim gohOHOEHEhonna gehet you back fohor thiHIHEHis!” He shouted at Charlie. The boy didn’t seem worried until Nick’s face began to turn red. He retracted his fingers from Nick’s body and checked to see if he was okay.

“Had enough?” He asked. “Did we go overboard?”

“Well, we showed him what assholes we could be!” Tao added, seemingly having no remorse for wrecking his friend.

“I didn’t mean to call you guys that! It just slipped out…”

Nick scratched his sides, still having ticklish sensations all over his body from the other boy’s fingers. Then, he was reminded by the notification on his phone that the guessing time was up and he began to wonder what the hell the word was.

“The word was ‘Tickle’! We couldn’t have made it more obvious, Nick.” Tao said, pretending like he could have guessed the word if it were his turn.

“Whatever…” Nick rolled his eyes, handing the phone to Charlie. Let’s just say, he planned on getting revenge…