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sapphicquill · 3 years

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TAZ Balance: the truth will set you free

(ao3 link!)

Rating: Teen

Characters: Taako, Kravitz, Magnus

Wordcount: 2942

“You’re fuming, dear.”

Taako turns to look at Kravitz when the reaper speaks, trying not to let the thin frown fall off of his face at the sight of his uncharacteristically smug dead boyfriend. From his spot as Taako’s personal body pillow, Magnus laughs quietly.

“I can’t believe he convinced you to teach him this shit,” Taako says with an exaggerated huff. The elf crosses his arms tightly across his chest, sticking his chin up haughtily to hammer home his petulence. Magnus laughs again, the vibrations of it rumbling through Taako’s back like a purr. Taako very courteously does not throw an elbow backwards into the fighter’s stomach, despite how much he would enjoy doing just that. Kravitz lets out a hum, smirk not quite leaving his unfairly handsome face.

“It’s not my fault Angus got curious about multiclassing as a bard,” the reaper finally says. And, as much as Taako was loath to acknowledge it, Kravitz is right. Taako groans theatrically and pointedly does not actually respond like an adult, because fuck that.

Angus had approached Taako after one of their lessons together--much less frequent than they once were, before Lucas had gotten the idea to start up a small magic school, but Angus seemed content to return to his first (and clearly superior) tutor whenever the chance presented itself. But instead of asking for some sage wisdom or deeply insightful advice from Taako himself, Angus had asked for confirmation that Kravitz had been a bard before becoming a reaper, then begged for Taako to bring him along for their next lesson.

Kravitz had been over the moon when Taako begrudgingly explained the situation, and the reaper wasted absolutely no time in devising a lesson plan for the boy detective. Taako had to work especially hard to keep from swooning over his boyfriend’s enthusiasm and instead sulked to their other boyfriend about the cruelty of life. (Magnus had been very little help, the bastard. Taako left with a disgruntled whine when the fighter started theorizing on how to convince Ango that learning some rogue skills could be helpful too, the absolute traitor.)

“You want to know what I think?” Kravitz asks after another moment of silence. Taako frowns as he finally lets his gaze meet the reaper’s eyes directly.

“Not particularly, but something tells me you’re going to keep talking anyway, you dick.”

“You’re jealous.”

Taako feels himself freeze for half a second before he can pull himself together. Damn Kravitz for knowing him so well. Damn him and Magnus for making him feel comfortable enough to even let himself be read that easily. Damn them both.

“Oh fuck right off, you’re full of shit,” the elf tosses back almost automatically through gritted teeth.

“Hey, play nice,” Magnus teases, poking Taako in the side. The unexpected jab sends a fluttering shockwave through the startled wizard, who squeaks before he can catch himself. Kravitz continues to look on smugly, not breaking eye contact with Taako as he scoots further up the bed and closer to the other two.

“You’re very precious when you get all wound up like this, love,” he murmurs. Taako shifts, instinct telling him to pull away and hide, to clam up and put up an even harder front. A quiet voice that sounded worryingly sweet and comforting tells him to just come clean to the both of his boyfriends. It wasn’t like they didn’t know he was secretly a soft, if somewhat emotionally-deficient, sap. Magnus had definitely figured it out somewhere along that first hundred years, and Kravitz was frighteningly perceptive.

A sudden weight around his waist distracts Taako from the beginning of whatever bullshit emotional spiral he’s about to fall into, his body automatically pulling against the sudden restriction. Though the warmth of Magnus’ arms encircling him from behind sends an innate sense of calm through him, the elf nearly pulls something in his neck as he whips his head toward the human because Magnus, what the actual hell. Magnus has the decency to look a bit sheepish, but resolutely does not let go.

“Mags…” Taako growls, narrowing his eyes and trying to look intimidating despite the growing fluttering of excitement in his stomach. He’s quickly figuring out Magnus’ plan and is now desperate to not show his hand because fuck, this got different, fast. This somehow turned into Taako goading his boys into absolutely wrecking him for being a stubborn piece of shit, which he hadn’t even considered as an outcome when this mock argument had started. Now, however, his mind is three steps ahead, already craving the feeling of his partners’ touches driving him insane.

Because here’s the thing—Taako, maybe, kinda, sorta actually likes getting tickled. He absolutely would never say as much, even under pain of death (and he is really familiar with how fucking painful death can be), and the only other being in the multiverse that probably knows is Lup because, duh, twin sister or whatever. So it was always imperative Taako never let on in any way he didn’t exactly hate it when Magnus and Kravitz, whether alone or together, decide to tickle him stupid. He would probably implode from the embarrassment—and what a dumb fucking way to go after everything else. No, that wouldn’t do at all.

Thus, it’s second nature for the elf to throw out menacing glares and cutting threats, which is exactly what he does as he feels Magnus flex his fingers and rest them at the center of his stomach. He’s unable to resist flinching at the sudden light touch to his bare midriff, though—damn, why did he and Lup convert the majority of his wardrobe into crop tops?

Movement at the other end of the bed catches his attention, so he redirects back to Kravitz, face pinched and pout sufficiently exaggerated.

“It’s quite alright, Taako, really,” the reaper says, affecting the tone he usually saves for puppies and small children, the absolute ass, “You’re allowed to want to be Angus’ favorite.”

“Shut up, I do not—”

The remainder of Taako’s protest is swallowed by a sharp gasp as Magnus draws his fingers across Taako’s stomach with a quick flick

“Do you really think you’re in any position to be bitchy right now?” the human says, smile evident despite his gruff tone. Taako feels his ear twitch as Magnus’s breath skates across his skin and it takes every ounce of concentration he has to not shiver or let out a breathy half-laugh. Instead the elf remains as still as possible, frown almost ridiculously exaggerated and eyes narrow slits focused on Kravitz. The reaper adopts an over-the-top pout—no doubt meant to mock Taako’s own expression—and draws ever closer to Taako and Magnus.

“Magnus, maybe you could help me convince our beloved to be more honest, hm?”

The words have barely left Kravitz’s mouth when Taako feels Magnus begin to slowly drag his fingertips across his exposed stomach. Tiny zings of tickly sensation burst across Taako’s skin like low-level electricity and somehow keeping still and silent is the hardest thing Taako’s ever done in his life. He can’t, however, keep the warm bubbling feeling of anticipation and excitement from flooding his entire body, and that, of course, makes keeping still even fucking harder.

Magnus’ fingers trail lightly across Taako’s abdomen before slowly gliding up his sides. Without really meaning to, Taako squeezes his eyes shut, trying to will himself into a trance by force. This clearly amuses both of his boyfriends, as their joint chuckles echo in stereo in the sudden darkness. Taako feels like he’s standing on the edge of a cliff, one wrong move and he’ll cascade off the side and plunge ten thousand feet—

Then Magnus’s devilish touch reaches the top of his ribs and the dam breaks.

A steady stream of hiccuping giggles pours from Taako as Magnus gently skitters light tickles across one of Taako’s absolute worst spots and even without looking, the elf can tell that his boyfriends have both got gleeful expressions on their stupid fucking faces. He squirms, trying in vain to block out the torturous sensation of Magnus’ fingers or escape their attack altogether, but that just seems to encourage the fighter. Feather-light scritches instantly turn into fast, fluttering pinches and quick vibrating prods and Taako would be embarrassed about how quickly he dissolves into full-fledged laughter if he wasn’t so busy absolutely losing his mind.

“Ready to admit you secretly adore Angus yet, love?” Kravitz asks from far too close, Taako can tell he’s almost pressed up against his chest, but fucking of course he isn’t. He can practically hear the mischievous grin in the reaper’s voice when he shakes his head.

“You leave me no choice, then.”

Over the sounds of his increasingly frantic laughter, Taako can hear Kravitz speaking the incantation for Zone of Truth, and he’s sure Krav’s crimson eyes are sparkling with mirth. The unique sensation of enchantment magic washing over him barely phases the elf—he’s too preoccupied with Magnus’ deft hands flitting up and down his ribs to really pay it much mind. Taako squeezes his eyes even tighter and attempts to focus on resisting the truth spell, gasping around his laughter, trying to push past the way his nerves feel like they’ve been set alight so he can focus—

And then promptly fails his save.

Of course he fails his save. How could he possibly concentrate on resisting a Zone of Truth from a powerful ex-bard-turned-Grim-Reaper with Magnus’ fucking fingers skittering across his abdomen, drawing squeaky, desperate laughter from him like water from a well?

“Now, come on, dove, be honest with us.”

And then Kravitz is tickling him too, on top of concentrating on a fucking spell, his nimble musician’s fingers skittering ruthlessly across Taako’s hips, and it’s impossible to think about anything other than the fluttering in his stomach, the laughter forcing its way out of his lungs, the pleasant fuzziness already clouding his mind. He can’t even remember Krav’s question, really. Taako’s brain feels like it’s been filled with cotton (but like, in a good way) and he can barely string two thoughts together before giving up thinking altogether.

“Admit it, Taako, tell us the truth,” Kravitz purrs directly into Taako’s ear and even that tickles like hell, and between that and the two pairs of hands currently wreaking ticklish havoc on him, it feels like every wire in Taako’s brain is crossing simultaneously. He wants this to end and also never wants this to end, why can’t his boyfriends wreck him like this constantly, it’s not fair—

“Tell us, Ko, come on!” Magnus whines, seemingly trying to match Taako’s usual petulant tone as he drills his fingers into the wizard’s underarms and knocks his laughter up at least ten decibels, and that’s what pushes Taako to open his big, stupid mouth. He means to say something about the dumb boy detective, he really does, but instead all he can think about is Kravitz and Magnus making him scream and laugh and thrash around with teasing words and fluttering fingers and, well—

“I—I—” Taako’s voice breaks on a laugh, brain going a million miles an hour and also stuck in the mud simultaneously.

“Yes dear, that’s it, come on, out with it,” Kravitz says while rubbing incessantly ticklish circles into Taako’s sides. And that finally pushes an answer out of Taako, who manages to push through his laughter long enough to speak.

“I fucking like being tickled, okay?—Shit—!”

Suddenly, the two pairs of hands on Taako’s skin still, and as his laughter slowly dies down, the full impact of what he’d just actually admitted to hits the elf like a cartload of bricks. Fuck. Shit.

Weirdly, instead of instant fiery panic, Taako is filled with a sense of...calm? It’s like someone hit pause on the entire fucking universe. Taako keeps his eye closed and resolutely doesn’t think about what just happened; doesn’t think about anything, other than a burning sense of mortification and the deepest desire for a hole to open up and swallow him up.

“Nope, okay, that’s—I didn’t—no, fuck this,” Taako mumbles as he sits up, easily breaking out of Magnus’ hold. With eyes still closed he leaps up from the large bed and has half a mind to burn a Teleportation spell to get as far away from his boyfriends as possible before feeling a cool hand wrap around his wrist. Taako can identify the feel of Kravitz’s touch almost alarmingly well, and normally he sinks into it without more than a few grumbled faux-complaints. Here and now, the wizard doesn’t instantly pull his arm from Kravitz’s grasp like he desperately wants to, but he doesn’t move toward him either. Instead, he keeps his eyes closed and pretends he’s literally anywhere else.

“Taako, wait,” and that’s Magnus’ voice, the one that always makes a small part of Taako melt because it’s so full of genuine love and affection and care and fuck, he has to open his eyes and face the two men he actually definitely loves, shit. He braces himself, not exactly sure what expressions might adorn the faces of his boyfriends but he’s prepared for the worst.

The first thing Taako sees when he opens his eyes is, unsurprisingly, Kravitz, as the reaper is closer to him. What does surprise Taako is the look Kravitz is giving him. The other man looks—apologetic?

“Taako, I’m so sorry,” Kravitz starts, and Taako feels his heart stutter a bit, waiting for the other shoe to drop. “I should never have cast Zone of Truth and forced you to tell us that.”

And that—

That’s not what Taako had expected to hear come out of Kravitz’s mouth. He’d more or less thought, at the very least, he’d get laughed at. Made fun of. Belittled. Shamed. This is—far from all of that.

“I—what?”

If it had been any other time, Taako would have congratulated Krav for actually rendering him fucking speechless, because that’s a rarity. As it is, Taako can’t do much of anything aside from gape, gaze not leaving Kravitz’s crimson eyes.

“The spell, it didn’t compel you but it forces you to be truthful, and you clearly weren’t ready to tell either of us that you—”

At this, Kravitz seems to pause, looking like he’s attempting to phrase his words as carefully as possible while still turning over this new information in his mind. Luckily, Magnus, as he always seems able to, picks up right where their Grim Reaper leaves off.

“You’re totally waiting for us to roast you or something, aren’t you?”

Fuck, has Magnus always been this perceptive? Taako could have sworn he was oblivious as all hell but no, this is the man he’s known for over a century, of course Magnus knows all his tells.

“Well, we’re not going to,” the fighter barrels forward, always fucking rushing in, and Taako isn’t sure whether he wants to dive back onto the bed or Misty Step to the front porch to call Lup on the Stone of Farspeech and just scream.

“Why would we? It’s not like you’ve told us something weird or bad or anything,” Kravitz adds, finally out of his own head. He sounds a little frantic, like he desperately needs Taako to believe him and fantasy Christ, Taako loves him for it.

“Honestly, it’s kind of adorable,” Magnus adds. Taako finally cocks his head enough to meet the human’s eyes and he’s known Magnus long enough to tell when he’s lying.

He’s absolutely not lying.

The sense of relief that Taako expects to flood through him comes in waves. His heart is still beating a million miles an hour (which he hadn’t even noticed, fuck) and it still feels like he could cook a five course meal using only the heat collected on his face, but his desire to run and hide and sulk is retreating, and the space between Magnus and Kravitz is looking more and more inviting by the second.

It’s the most natural thing in the entirety of the planar system for Taako to lower himself back onto the bed and resume his position lounging against Magnus. Quiet descends on the room and it’s warm, comfortable.

“We should probably have a real conversation about this later,” Kravitz says, and Taako surprises himself by humming in agreement rather than groaning in protest.

“Later,” he concedes, and then Magnus is shifting again and Taako’s about to grouse about how a moving pillow is a pretty shitty pillow when—

“So if you actually like getting tickled—”

An involuntary shudder shoots down Taako’s back at this, at Magnus’ voice curling around that word, fuck, and suddenly the great brute’s hands are back on Taako’s ribs and his fingers are slowly tracing Taako’s skin and it’s like a bolt of lightning through his entire consciousness.

“Then you won’t mind if Krav and I get back to work, huh?”

Despite quickly being overcome by tittering giggles, Taako can sense a voiceless conversation happening over him, and then Kravitz is back in his space and his hands are inching up Taako’s thighs, squeezing and stroking lightly as they go.

“Yes, Magnus is right—you never actually told us what we really wanted to hear, love,” Kravitz purrs, mischief and affection so clear on his face that there’s no room for Taako’s anxiety to even attempt to convince him of something horrible.

So instead of spiraling into a pit of despair, Taako revels in the wide grin pulling at his lips, savors the electric sensations rippling across his nerve endings, and laughs.

#tk fic #tk fic community #tickle fic #taz fic #the adventure zone fanfic #taz tickle fic #taagnitz #lee taako #ler kravitz #ler magnus #it's happened #it's here #my first official tk fic #posted in celebration of national tickling day because of course #sapphicquillfics

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zonkyhands · 3 years

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In the Dumps (Not for Long)

Fic one of my maybe posting spree... I really like this one and it’s similar to a few others I’ve done but this is my favorite one I think.

Title: In the Dumps (Not for Long)

WC: 810w

Summary: Taako’s a little down and Magnus knows him well enough not to prod too much. He might start prodding in other ways though...

{ao3 link}

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From what Magnus could tell, Taako, despite his ostentatious personality, was quite a reserved person. Over time Magnus had come to respect that and no longer asked questions when Taako sat a little closer to him on the couch than usual. That didn’t mean he wasn’t curious about what went on the elf’s head though.

When Magnus walked into the living room after a training session he found Taako curled up on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate and staring at the wall. He jumped when he walked in and settled when he realised it was just Magnus.

“Oh, hey Magnus.”

“Hi. What’cha thinking about there?” Magnus asked.

“Not much.” Taako said, returning his gaze to the wall. Magnus furrowed his brow and sat down next to his friend, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Wanna talk about anything?”

“Not really.”

Magnus could see he wouldn’t be getting anything serious out of Taako today so he let it slide in favour of his new mission: cheering him up. His face split into a grin when he spoke next.

“Nothing about… a certain tall dark and handsome man that may or may not have tried to kill us?”

Taako’s eyes widened and he choked on his drink for a second before regaining his composure and sitting up properly, depositing the mug on the table and pointing a finger at the fighter.

“Who told you that!” he said, eyes narrow.

“Nooo one. But you’re pretty bad at hiding the fact that you’re in looooove with him~” Magnus said, making a heart shape with his hands and making kissy noises. Taako went bright red.

“Nope, no no no no this is not happening today!” Taako said, hurling a throw pillow at Magnus’s head. He caught it and threw it off to the side before scooching forwards on the couch.

“Come on gimme the deets! Have you kissed him yet?” Magnus teased, now wrestling with Taako whose low strength really wasn’t helping him at all. Somewhere in the tussle one of Magnus’s hands got a hold of Taako’s side and squeezed, making the elf’s breath hitch when he jolted. The two of them froze in place, Magnus’s face lighting up with the new information while Taako’s dropped in apprehension.

“Well, Taako. Since you so clearly aren’t going to give in without force, I guess I’m going to have to find your death spot and tickle it out of you.”

That started Taako’s desperate scramble out of Magnus’s grip that failed as soon as fingers began properly exploring his sides and drawing peals of laughter from him. Magnus kept one hand spidering and squeezing his side while the other dug into his torso, hoping to find a spot that made him squeal.

“Not there, not there, oh, this looks promising! Y’know, I bet there’s a spot round here that’ll make you scream.”

Magnus’s devilish hand reached his ribs and counted between each one, expertly avoiding Taako’s attempts at batting him away. He kept up his kneading and moved the hand on his side to his stomach, slipping under his shirt to skitter light tickles across his skin. Taako laughed and laughed and laughed while Magnus tickled him beyond an inch of his life, hysterics rising to a fever pitch when a spot on the back of his ribs was brushed over.

Unfortunately for Taako, Magnus had been watching his reactions with an eagle eye and immediately picked up on this new development, shifting his hand back to that spot and fluttering over it. Sure enough Taako shrieked and squirmed wildly under the new sensation, confirming Magnus’s suspicions.

“Found it! Are you ready to tell me about your boyfriend or do I have to keep torturing you?”

“You… you are not getting anything out of me!” Taako wheezed through giggles. Magnus shrugged.

“Your funeral.” he said, and then pushed both of his hands under Taako’s shirt and up to find those tickle spots again, mercilessly attacking them. Taako screamed and squirmed and cackled throughout but still didn’t give in to Magnus’s demands. That was until Magnus leaned down and blew a raspberry on his tummy at the same time as tracing tiny circles over the most ticklish spot on his entire body.

“Okay ohokay! Fuck, please! No more tickling!” Taako said, gasping for air when the hands assaulting his ticklish spots finally left him alone.

“Soooo? Tell me about ~Kravitz~!”

Taako glared at him, chest heaving before he broke out in a grin. “Hey Magnus?”

“Yes?”

“Abraca-fuck-you.”

With that, Taako cast Tasha’s Hideous Laughter: Tickly Edition on him and sprinted into the hallway, laughing all the way. Magnus dissolved into giggles as the spell took hold and tried to stumble after him but quickly collapsed on his knees. But no matter, the cantrip only lasts a minute. Then he was going to get revenge.

#taako #magnus #BOB era #lee taako #ler magnus #taz tickling #taz b tickling #the adventure zone #taz taako #taz magnus #fluff #teasing #jackie writes

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spacetickles · 3 years

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I also see ya like TAZ!! Who'd your fav character from each of the campaigns? (And if ya got any headcanons for them 👀) ~@eldritchtickles

I love TAZ!

My favorite character from each campaign, that's tough hmmmm

just kidding its Lup I'm gay.

Seriously though, my favorite character from balance is deffo a tie between Lup and Taako, my favorite from amnesty is probably Minerva and I don't really have a favorite from graduation but it'd probably be the firbolg

as for headcanons...

Taako

I'm fucking here for ticklish wizards, its all of them no one knows why its probably a class feature or whatever

Dude is ticklish as fuck, no question about it, he hates when people know it though. So what a fuckin trip it is when Magnus and Merle need no invitation to tackle him out of nowhere. As much of a hardass as he is about it around groups he cannot hide that he likes it one on one even a little. Kravitz finds out almost immediately after they start dating, mostly thanks to Magnus and Angus.

His worst spot is probably his thighs or his ribs, but you'd never know it since he screams if you even think about going for his ears. He’s pretty screechy about the whole ordeal, cursing out whomever has decided to tackle him and take him down a peg, at least for the first three minutes or so, until he just cant keep it up and just lies there and takes it.

As a ler he is more than fucking ready to waste spell slots on this shit do not test him. Teasing only flusters him but god if he doesn't give whomever he’s tickling the smuggest look he can muster. He is ruthless about his revenge, gotta keep up appearances and all that.

Lup

She's a goddamn monster, however fucking ruthless Taako is Lup is 20x worse. She doesn't even bother wasting spell slots, she just throws people to the ground, she has taken magnus down, there is no escape from her. Her nails are killer, and she knows it.

Being a lich has kinda messed with her sensitivity, she used to be just as ticklish as taako, but now she’s barely ticklish in most places. Her stomach, sides and her ears are pretty much the only places that will really get her laughing now. She is a squirmer, she’ll fight you, and probably get the upper hand before you can even blink.

She loves it, openly, thinks its fun and is a good way to get her more serious team members to open up more, Lucretia. Lup and Magnus are a force to be reckoned with even to each other, they both are total lers, no one is safe from them if they're together.

Magnus

He’s a total teddy bear. No other word for it, he loves tickling his friends but he’d rather stab his foot and stare at the bloody wound than overstep and hurt somebody. He generally stayed away from roughhousing with the crew for the first few years, even longer with Lucretia, Davenport and Barry. he really didn't want to overstep.

That being said, once he’s sure whos comfortable with what, he is unstoppable. God, when he finds out the twins like it, he has a field day! They don't escape his grip for a good 48 hours before he calms down about it. He is very much about lightly pinning and just going to town, it’s his favorite.

The teddy analogy works both ways, dude has the cutest of worst spots. His stomach is killer, his underarms make him curl into a ball. his hands are too worn to be ticklish but his wrists are surprisingly sensitive. (Julia loved that one)

Merle

Terrible old man, horrible. He’s very smug about knowing the starblaster crews spots by heart. No one knows how he knows, or where he got the information, he claims pan gave it to him if asked, but its bullshit. He keeps this knowledge after having his memory wiped, and Lucretia is more than surprised when Merle tweaks her knee before he has his memory back, Merle is equally as confused why the director made a sound like she swallowed a snail when he did it.

It’s equally as confusing for Magnus and Taako when Merle leans back and yells out spots for Magnus to try when he has Taako pinned, especially when they're spots even Taako forgot he had.

He is the only one who even knows Davenport is ticklish, and he has been sworn to secrecy (something he takes very seriously).

Lucretia

Starblaster baby, she’s the youngest of them of course she is a target for tickle attacks. After the first few years, once she starts warming up to the crew she seals her fate. She leaned into a Magnus hug one too many times and now she will never be respected again.

She is a baby about tickling too, cant take it at all. Her knees are the worst, and she kicks. Lord knows Magnus has gotten a chipped tooth or two from that. Once she loses some of her life in Wonderland she is almost content that her ticklishness fled with her youth, she is proven incredibly wrong once she hires Merle, Magnus and Taako.

She’s they're bloody boss now and they still treat her like their younger sister, if she weren't so endeared she might be mad about it. They poke and prod at her whenever they get the chance, try and get her to break her serious facade.

Davenport

No one but merle even knows he’s ticklish, and he will keep it like that. That is not a promise it’s a threat.

Barry

For a dude with so many classes, he can’t defend himself for shit. No one even tried to see if he was ticklish for the first few years. Lup, of course, tried first and scored the absolute jackpot.

He is the most ticklish person on the starblaster crew, rivaling Taako, and he absolutely had to pay the price for that. Up until he became a lich along with Lup he was one of the number one victims of tickle attacks.

As a lich, he is not ticklish. however, unlike Lup, in a human vessel, he is almost more ticklish than before, to the point that is almost unbearable. The others really had to ease up on him after that, because it would get overwhelming. They still sneak in pokes here and there but only every once and a while.

After losing his memory the sensitivity was something he had to deal with a lot, not just in the sense of tickling, everything felt more, which became overwhelming occasionally.

Angus

Baby boy, baby. He is absolutely a walking tickle spot. He very much does not like it though. He is the worlds best detective, he’s also 10 but that's less important.

He knows its a important bonding tool for Taako, Magnus and Merle, so he indulges them a little. They know he’s not a major fan, so they lay off him more often than not. He might grow into liking it more when he’s older and less concerned about being serious, but for now its not his favorite.

He is, however, not above sleuthing out their worst spots and gleefully telling others, though. (such as Kravitz, of whom listens very intently as Angus explains just how much tickling means to Taako, while talking around Taako’s hand trying to get him to be quiet mind you, but that’s not important)

Kravitz

Dude has been dead for a long ass while, he probably used to be ticklish, but he very much isn’t now, much to taako’s chagrin. Even after his heart starts again, he’s not very sensitive at all. You might be able to get him to laugh if you surprise him, his neck and back are just about the only places that could qualify as ticklish, and really only if he’s not expecting it.

He does very much enjoy making Taako laugh though, and takes quite a lot of joy from having such an effective method of doing so. He doesn't really get into tickle fights with anyone else, though he’s interested in why becoming liches had such different affects on Lup and Barry.

I don't have any comprehensive headcanons for amnesty unfortunately.

#asks #tickling asks #taz balance #taz b ticking #tickle community #tickle headcanons #taz taako #taz lup #taz barry #taz magnus #taz merle #taz lucretia #taz davenport #listen i am here for ticklish wizards #i do have a little bit of old taz tickling art if anyone is interested #i should do more headcanons this was fun

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johnchurch · 4 years

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Idk how to explain this well and why it never happened but Taako was almost the new Mr. Once-Ler Sans Alastor Black Hat Purple Guy Bill Cipher of Tumblr

#i think the rest of the characters got major development and introductiond like Lup Lucretia Barry Davenport so the twists and writing-#took the attention off of elf twink with a hat #taako #taz #the adventure zone #the zone cast #sizzleitupwithjohann

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hypahticklish · 6 years

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Tickly TAZ Headcanons

So this got a little long because, like I said previously, I've been sittin’ on these babies for 2 years and I have SO MANY FEELINGS. I tried to keep it pretty spoiler free, but tread with caution if you haven't finished the Balance Campaign yet since there was undoubtedly some minor spoilers.

Also, because I’m hella busy, I only got through the Tres Horny Bois in this post, but let me know if ya’ll are interested in anyone else in particular. I would like to do more characters from the Balance Campaign and eventually from the Amnesty Campaign, since those are the two longer games, but I’m not opposed to prompts for Commitment or Dust if they come my way :) I don’t know if I’ll have time to write full-bore fics but I wanted to contribute and this is where I’m at right now lol

So as to not clog feeds, I’ve got my Tickly The Adventure Zone Headcanons for Merle, Taako and Magnus under the cut. I hope you enjoy!

Merle “Choose Joy” Highchurch

Plant seducer and trying-his-best Dad™

Listen so I feel like he doesn't mind tickles himself, because I don't feel he's super ticklish?

Like he’s got his spots that get him truly giggling and swatting between swears, like his ears and neck and behind the knees

But everywhere else is more a feel good/crack a smile, much to everyone's dismay

Because Merle has a habit of familial retaliation somethin FIERCE

He's definitely a pseudo-serious but seriously-goofy ‘ler, always telling those squirming under him that “it's for their own good” or “hey, I'll stop when I'm convinced you've learned your lesson”, as well as asking them dumb questions that they're too distracted to answer.

He's not the type to really start/push tickle games on someone, but if someone starts it with him, Merle generally recognizes that they're craving it

And he wants to be thorough so he’s not above casting Zone of Truth while they are at a disadvantage so they end up telling him exactly where they’re most ticklish and in what ways to get them

Merle usually doesn't resort to bondage, opting more for the rough-housing/wrestling styles

And if he does? You bet he’s calling upon nature to be his accomplice and, lemme tell ya, does Merle get CREATIVE

Summoning plants or celestials or animals/monsters just to get the upper hand and really deliver some ticklish justice.

Taako “Abraca-Choochie-Coo” Taaco

I'm not proud of what I've done here today but if I had to have that in my brain than so did you

So Taako can super dish it out but is SUCH a BABY™ when it comes to tickling

Like, holy shit does he love rendering his loved ones and enemies alike into blubbering hysterical messes but, outside a few select people, if anyone touches him, he’s going to flip the fuck out.

His hips and thighs and feet are so ticklish it’s stupid and he hates it.

Except when he doesn’t

So, like, when it’s those few select people, he’ll swear up a storm and threaten them in every conceivable way through fits of laughter, but he doesn’t go into full escape mode and takes it for way longer than he lets on that he will.

But you best believe you’re in for immediate revenge, for Taako is nothing if not petty and dramatic

Taako will burn spell slots just to ensure that he has his prey precisely where he wants them. Using things like Bigby’s Hand and Dominate Person to leave them utterly helpless and ripe for the tickling.

He is so. goddamn. teasy.

Ranging from talking smoothly and confidently right in their ear while his hands just destroy them

To fumbling bad jokes and silly quips as he laughs along with them.

Does Taako have spells that he tweaks specifically to adapt to tickling? Oh, Natch, he does

Black Tentacles become less squeezy and more wiggly, Mage Hand becomes Mage Hands, Hideous Laughter becomes Uninhibited Laughter, numerous transmutation spells turning whatever into a tickle tool

And you know he plays up the performance aspect of the magic so really turn the anticipation dial up to eleven.

Magnus “Tickle Bear” Burnsides

MY BOI oh Magnus is my TRUE SELF ugh

ANYWAY

I think everyone can agree that Magnus is just shy of drowning from how far into the deep end of the tickling pool he's in

Genuinely loves both sides though he gets more ‘lee moods than ‘ler cravings

But those ‘ler cravings will strike with little to no warning and, with his impulsiveness, Magnus just DOES THE THING?!

Example - Johan, upon the very first time meeting this strange violin man!

No one is safe when the shining, mischievous eyes of the Tickle Bear is upon them

Magnus is 100000% a sneak up behind you, whisper “Imma getcha” and proceed to chase you down and tickle you to the ground (or up into the air in those burly tree-trunk arms)

He loves finding peoples worse spots and playing with them in different ways to make his mark just a fountain of laughter. But even more than their worst spots, he DOUBLE LOVES getting their favorite spot because WIN WIN AM I RIGHT?!

Remember what I was saying about ‘lee moods? Yea, it’s like a distractingly ever present mood when he’s not working, be that adventuring or carpentry

While he does have some minor ability to “turn off” his ticklishness when around strangers/people he doesn't like, he’s just one big ol tickle spot to the people he loves and trusts

Though his upper body seems to be worse, which can be troublesome seeing how he's very strong and a bit flail-y

Magnus’s self-proclaimed worst spot are his sides, but in actuality it's his under arms and ribcage. Oh man, oh geez, just the sheer boisterous volume when those spots get got, his laughter can be heard for fuckin’ miles

And like, yea, the hard tickles are killer, duh, for sure, but have you experienced slightly to long fingernails? Because Magnus loses his goddamn mind from the lightning fast scribbling of fingernails upon his skin. And can I tell ya something? He fuckin’ loves it.

Does Magnus have any ooey-gooey-puddle-inducing-giggle-spots? Jaboi absolutely does.

Slow down the scribbles to slow, lazy finger dragging will send happy shivers all over his body and soothe this good good fighter boi. And if you do it while tracing the contours of his arm, shoulder, or upper back muscles? Molten bubbles of cheesy chuckles and heart-eyes for daaayyyyyssss.

Ugh, so pure

#tickle headcanons #the adventure zone #taz merle #taz magnus #taz taako #mine

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chockfullofsecrets · 6 years

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Oh dude i haven’t met another person into TAZ in the community!! I’d love to hear headcanons!

HECK YEAH

I got into TAZ at the beginning of this year and went looking for tk content and there was? nothing? but I love this podcast and the ridiculous people behind it so, so much - if you’re okay with it, let me know your own headcanons, or your favorite characters, or your thoughts on how amazing the storytelling and all the unintended parallels are!

gonna stop rambling now anyway, here are some things:

kicking it off with the IPRE crew:

Lup and Taako are ticklish in the exact same spots: feet and pretty much anywhere on their upper legs

this works out great for Taako, cause those spots are either kind of hard to access when you’re wearing fashionable boots or the kind of wildly inappropriate he can call you out for. cha’boy is all about those hard-to-exploit weaknesses

elf ears are also extremely ticklish, but when questioned Taako will look someone straight in the eye and tell them that touching his ears makes him horny. This lasts a surprising number of cycles.

Lup’s a little more casual about it, especially after she starts making friends with the rest of the crew. Taako comes around too, eventually, after learning that Magnus gives the best foot massages in any given planar system they’re in.

tickle fights between these two are brutal. there could be blood. if you see one of the twins kick the other’s legs out from under them and start removing footwear, it’s time to hole up in your cabin and not come out until the screaming stops

they also tickle each other a lot when they’re working in the kitchen - mostly casually reaching down and squeezing each other’s thighs when they need someone to move, or flicking at ears in revenge for a snarky comment

when Barry starts hanging out with them more, Lup exploits this shamelessly

“oh, sorry, I thought you were Taako”

“and you’re like three inches shorter than him so I accidentally grabbed your butt”

“very nice butt, though, babe. really compliments the jeans”

Taako smacks them both with a spatula

they have really different styles as lers, though: Taako prefers to trap and tickle someone with magic (see, the tentacle spells he keeps on retainer), while Lup prefers a more personal approach. She’ll definitely trap you with magic, sure, but then she’s going in with bare hands to really get the best effect. Her teasing has made grown men (well, Magnus and Barry) cry.

does anyone really doubt that Magnus is the tickle monster incarnate

it’s like hugs! but more laughing!

and all those muscles of his make him really good at pinning people down

he is categorically incapable of being a mean ler, though - the moment your protests go past simple embarrassment, he’s more than willing to release you

he does have the worst habit of telling people how cute they look when being tickled and how happy it makes him to see them laugh. everyone who he tickles comes away blushing either from the tickles or the compliments

as for where he’s ticklish, pretty much his entire upper body will produce some sort of reaction. given that he rarely wears shirts, he’s a pretty easy target. he doesn’t mind it at all, though

Barry is… not that ticklish, really, but he gets so flustered about it that it’s fun to go after him anyway

cannot say the t-word without laughing nervously

mostly ticklish on his belly, which Lup exploits with exactly zero mercy. She loves to tell him how much his red face clashes with his blue jeans, which of course makes him go even redder

ler-wise, he’s the kind of person who dishes out really gentle tickles as a means of cheering someone up and then never mentions it again to save them from the embarrassment

Merle and Davenport are pretty much immune to tickling

Merle’s got that thick beach dwarf skin, and Davenport is just so focused on maintaining that respected image that people will mostly leave him be

except for Merle, ofc

Merle, being about three feet tall, is uniquely positioned to take advantage of the twins having ticklish legs. He utilizes this mostly to piss Taako off and distract him whenever he’s having a bad day

Davenport has a ticklish spot on the back of his neck. Merle is the only one who knows about this and it’s going to stay that way because if Magnus tries to sneak up on him from behind one more time he’s going to have a heart attack

and then we have Lucretia

she’s in that same wanting-respect mode as Dav and it takes a couple cycles for anyone to discover that she’s ticklish at all

mostly under the arms, too, and down her ribcage, which means it’s a great way to distract her from writing

after the cycle she spends alone, she’s incredibly touch-starved and has seemingly forgotten how to relax. Magnus makes it his personal mission to make her smile at least once a day, and about half the time that’s via tickle attack

at least once in their time fleeing the Hunger, they’ve arrived at a plane with some kind of ritual that requires symbols to be painted all over their bodies, which mostly turns into a prime opportunity for tickling revenge

Lucretia completely misses out on this because she’s copying down all the symbols for future reference and ends up having the other six ‘help’ her prepare for the ritual. she’s never laughed so hard in her entire life.

during the BoB days Magnus and Merle instinctively know where Taako is ticklish and regularly use this to cheer him up or make him apologize for behaving badly. Lucretia is more amused by this than she probably should be (and also sad because this podcast makes everything sad)

i should really wrap this up but a couple quick additions:

it’s been so, so long since Angus got tickled, given that he’s been traveling alone for so long. Taako has the dubious pleasure of discovering this fact and immediately tells Magnus, who then ropes Angus into a (very one-sided) tickle fight nearly every time they see him

Taako also gets a couple jabs in, and despite his pretense that he’s definitely not paying attention to the embarrassing display of ~emotions~ and ~fun~ happening directly beside him, the moment Angus gets out of breath he will swoop in for the rescue

Kravitz’s form is not ticklish unless he wants it to be

which makes it kind of odd that Taako wins every tickle fight they ever have

he just loves seeing Taako’s triumphant smile that much

#asks #taz #headcanons #this is so much I'm so sorry #i got way too into this #Anonymous

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eldritchtickles · 7 years

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1. Favorite thing about being tickled? 2. Favorite thing about tickling someone? 3. What percent Lee/Ler are you? 4. Would you rather lose or win a tickle fight? 5. Favorite spot to be tickled? 6. Favorite spot to tickle? 7. If you could tickle and/or be tickled by anyone (real or fictional) who would it be?  8. Do you prefer to tease or be teased? 9. When being tickled would you rather be free to squirm, pinned, or tied up?

1) Probably the teasing or the fun of it all? Like just seeing the person tickling grinning down at me and teasing me g o d,,,,,2) Definitely the laughter!! Laughter is such a cute thing and to be the one to cause it is the best!3) About 70% lee, 30% ler4) ,,,,,,,,,,, Lose most of the time but tell no one,,,,5) Probably my ribs/stomach,,,,,, My back is pretty good too?6) Ooh tummy or feet! Lotsa cute reactions from there!7) For a real person, my boyfriend! He's so tickly it's great?? For fictional... Taako from TAZ seems really cute and teasing plus he's got a cute laugh!8) Oh for sure to tease~! But only if I know the person well9) Free or pinned is fine by me!

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skyburialatnight · 7 years

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Thoughts on the Adventure Zone

Watching/listening to people play DnD has become my new favourite thing over the past year, the Adventure Zone is no different.

Really this is just me gushing about how awesome TAZ is

Okay, so I watch 4 different DnD podcasts, which I’m slashing to make sure they’re kept out of the tag: TAZ, Cr/it/ical/ Role (CR), Hi/gh Rol/lers and Dice/ Cam/era Ac/tion, all of which are good in their own right, have their own unique strengths and most importantly I enjoy.

What I love about TAZ, which is its own unique strength, is how Griffin puts story over the game. Sometimes I find in other podcasts, there might be 20 odd minutes where we’re sorting out DnD rules or the how a certain spell is cast which slows things down. With TAZ, there are some rule keeping, but other times Griffin is like ‘you know what? sounds plausible lets do it.’

It has also translated into how he sets out the story, into defined, but smaller, arcs. My attention can either be all over the place or very concentrated, but when its all over the place, its hard to keep track of things, like plot, or characters. By having defined arcs, which are in different locations, with different unique plots and characters mainly contained to their own arc, it helps me remember everything thats important to the current arc and discard stuff that’s not.

And boy howdy the story arcs. I love seeing the group’s progression, but especially love seeing Griffin’s progression as a story teller. His stories are becoming more risky, darker, and more dire for the group, while still being plausible for the world, and still letting Magnus, Merle and Taako be the characters we know and love. They’re sharper and clearer cut, and the twists are done very well (and not always at the end of the episode when we expect it!) and while it may seem some twists are well loved twists, they are done in such a way that makes them seem fresh and unexpected.

The Eleventh Hour is probably my arc simply because of the reveal of the Groundhog Day loop. Because when Griffin was like ‘And you have all died’ I literally just closed iTunes and stared at the wall of my bedroom with my hands over my mouth thinking ‘oh shit. oH SHIT.’ like damn it was just that good.

With the Suffering Game, again that reveal of no healing was an oH SHIT moment. And what I like about the Suffering Game is the no-healing factor, and that it affects every PC and (so far) no one has a cure for it and its occurred for So Many episodes. In other campaigns, I presume, it would only occur for a short while, or in a single room, or would be cureable. It feels like Griffin has taken a step outside the normal DnD threats and instead of usual the threat of family and friends and the fate of the world being destroyed, its the certainty that you will not leave this place as good as you were before you entered it but how good is up to your dice rolls. Yes the liches are the enemies, but instead of fighting them directly, you fight what they have created. The entire arc seems like the Tres Horny Boys (THB) have skipped straight to the boss level, and are going through all the pre-game fights and minibosses before they finally get to the Big Boss.

And in his post here Griffin talks about the Suffering Game as the counter for THB being a such a high level that they have the potential to steamroll everything he throws at them (and even within the arc they have; see: taak0 using disintegrate). By taking THB down a few permanent notches, it allows Griffin to be more flexible with enemies and allow the players to have more of a challenge. I do remember Matt Mer/cer on CR saying that that is a factor that makes it tricky to keep finding things for his players to battles. The CR fandom jokes that their players will next be attacking gods, but for all we know, that’s the level of enemies that would suit them. (It would be so, so very interesting for CR to do something like the suffering game, because they are all higher levels, and arguably, they have far more at stake)

I do partially agree on the worry that the Suffering Game is taxing emotionally and is exhausting. Because of all the arcs, this is arguably the darkest, the riskiest, and with the most at stake. The boys literally cannot stop and heal up. I don’t know if they’ve even had a short rest to regain spell slots over the last 5 episodes. Griffin has said that shits about to go down from next ep (and we heard it from the red robe as well), which is just as well. I think 5 eps of going through the suffering cycle is quite enough before we get a change in direction and some fighting back. The thing with the Suffering Game is that, yes, it is meant to be taxing. We are meant to feel tense as we sit through it all with a sense of dread. However, Griffin, and THB has made it so we don’t get to the point where we switch off, both literally and metaphorically, from the story. Like become insensitized to what’s happening to the boys.

Things like:

-Making sure the activities between the Wheel aren’t always just battles where someone could get seriously hurt (like the talk show last week)

-The inclusion of the black smoke, which also makes sure the players don’t spiral too much into angst city, and are forced to remain hopeful

-Inclusion of backstories of the boys like Merle’s when he lost his hammer (?) abilty, Magnus’ when he lost who he hated the most, and confirmation that Lucretia was the one who left Cam behind (and showing her as being more morally grey than we’ve seen before)

-Inclusion that there is hope of defeating the liches, through the Red Robe and the hints that something big is about to go down.

Griffin has said in previous arcs that he doesn’t like stories to go on and on, so I can trust that if he feels the story been going on for too long, he’ll try to change it up or bring it towards a close. I think TAZ in general is the perfect place to have this sort of high tension high stakes arc because if it was a more rules-based group used to long sprawling campaigns, we’d get 10 episodes of the Suffering Loop, not 5. Which would be so, so bad. (I mean again, CR’s long sprawling Chro/ma Conc/lave arc of constant suffering (TM) is 45 episodes long, and while the stakes are different, and are on a world changing level rather than a personal level, The Suffering Game still has the same amount of tension, dread and high stakes as the CC arc, despite being only 5 episodes long. Although its like comparing a Tolkien-inspired epic with like a season of 24 or something, apples and oranges really [I have never watched 24 tho].)

Tl;dr loving TAZ, loving the suffering game, i trust griffin to do whats best but if i get to exhausted with it, i can go, recharge my batteries, and come back and it’ll be waiting for me

#the adventure zone #long post//#i wasnt sure where i was going with this but we got there

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happyandticklish · 2 years

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Hello! I, Q, and T for Taako from taz for that alphabet list maybe? :)

Omg hell yeah, of course you can!! I have been getting so many TAZ asks lately and I am living for it.

I - Interrogation: How well would they handle tickle interrogation?

Not well at all omg. He would be talking so much shit, insisting that ‘a little tickling’ wasn’t going to break him, teasing his ler, all the way until the tickling actually starts, and then he’s done for lol. No one should entrust Taako with their secrets, he would be so easy to weasel information out of.

Q - Question: Their response to the question 'are you ticklish'?

Cue long, flustered rambling as he starts explaining in great detail how he definitely isn’t, and how it’s silly that they would ever assume such a thing. Ticklish? Him? Unheard of. He will continue to do this even if it’s been proven by the ler that clearly that isn’t the case because he has a reputation to uphold goddamnit.

T - Teasing: Their most favorite methods of teasing their lee/ler?

Taako is not above using magic to tickle people, and whenever he does, he’ll always act confused like, “but I’m not even touching you, how come you’re laughing?”; sneaking pokes in the middle of conversations and sending mage hand down their shirt to wreck havoc on their torso. He can’t tease as a lee though, he has so much confidence until it turns on him and suddenly he becomes simultaneously unable to shut the fuck up or talk coherently, it’s just nonsense at that point.

[Send a character + letter and I'll answer with my hcs]

#tickle headcannon #the adventure zone #taako #ask game #tickling #headcannons #answered ask #taz #asks

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august-anon · 4 years

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Tickletober Day 11 - Death Spot [LATE]

This one has some allusions to the first TAZ:B tickle fic I wrote, Touch, but you don't HAVE to read that to understand this one!

Fandom: The Adventure Zone: Balance

Ship(s): Taakitz

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Kravitz/Ler!Taako (v brief ler!Kravitz/Lee!Taako

Word Count: 1095 words

Summary: Kravitz had long know Taako's death spot, having found it far too easily. Taako has to work a bit harder to find Kravitz's.

[ao3 link]

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It hadn’t taken long after the two became physical for Kravitz to find Taako’s weak points, and for once, he didn’t even mean in the bedroom. Barely ten minutes of cuddling, and Kravitz had zeroed in on the worst tickle spot Taako had on his body like a bloodhound. Taako didn’t necessarily mind this, he and Lup had always played around like that, and they had with the rest of the Starblaster crew when they were close, but it just wasn’t fair.

Because Taako had yet to find a spot that made Kravitz squirm in the same way.

Sure, he had tickled Kravitz plenty, just as Kravitz had tickled him. It’d become a bit of a staple in their relationship, when Kravitz found out just how little Taako actually minded it. Cumulatively, Taako had probably spent hours tickling Kravitz, and he still hadn’t found his worst spot. And Kravitz, as much as he pretended he wasn’t, was unbelievably smug about it.

But Taako was brought out of his pouty musings and back into the moment as Kravitz fingers found their way to exactly the spot he had been thinking about: that little spot just above the middle of his ribcage, slightly towards his back. He shrieked in an incredibly undignified way and shot forward and fell onto the couch, instinctively trying to squirm away.

“Hello, Taako,” Kravitz’s smooth voice purred into his ear. “How are you, dear?”

“Kravitz!” Taako whined, and Kravitz chuckled and pulled away.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

Taako huffed, but didn’t complain any further. Instead, he pulled Kravitz down with him, taking a moment to adjust their positions once Kravitz landed in his lap, and planted a kiss on his cheek. He then reclined, pulling Kravitz with him.

“How was work? Take any particularly exciting souls, today?”

Kravitz hummed and pressed his own lips to Taako’s temple. “No, not today. Though there was a necromancer case that we had to deal with, Barry actually--”

Kravitz cut himself off with a strangled breath and a near-squeal and Taako froze.

“Are you hurt?”

Kravitz cleared his throat. “Uh, no. No, I’m not hurt.”

Taako furrowed his brow. “Then what was that.”

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”

“Krav.”

Kravitz sighed. “Your--your leg. I’m a little sensitive.”

Taako’s frown only deepend. He glanced down at where their legs were tangled together. Nothing seemed to be amiss, they were knotted together like they always were when cuddling like this, and Taako had been rubbing his leg and foot soothingly against Kravitz’s calf--

Wait.

Kravitz had said sensitive. That was the exact word Taako used when he was being coy or embarrassed about being ticklish. And that was a very similar reaction to the one Taako would’ve had to someone just brushing or rubbing up against That Spot on his ribs. Had finding Kravitz’s tickle spot really been so easy all along?

Taako’s giddiness must’ve shown on his face, because Kravitz quickly began trying to backtrack.

“I mean-- not like that, I’m just-- It’s just that-- I’m-- sore?”

Taako felt a smirk grow on his face. “Sore, Krav?”

“Yes, sore.”

Taako was fully grinning now. “Well, maybe a massage will help how sore you are.”

Kravitz didn’t even have a moment to protest before Taako had easily squirmed out from under him and launched toward his legs. Kravitz kicked, but it was clear he wasn’t trying very hard -- whether that was because his protests were only a front or because he didn’t want to hurt Taako, Taako wasn’t sure, but either way, it made his job easier.

He wrapped a hand around Kravitz’s ankle, pulling the leg out taut despite Kravitz’s struggles, and shoved his hand up Kravitz’s pant leg. Kravitz was yelling the second Taako’s fingers made contact with the back of his calf. Taako chuckled under his breath as Kravitz pulled a throw pillow into his chest and curled into it, wheezing and laughing the hardest Taako had ever seen him laugh.

Kravitz had once told Taako that his laugh was the most beautiful music he had ever heard. Taako found himself disbelieving of that, now. Clearly, the most beautiful music in the world was Kravitz’s laugh.

Now he knew why Kravitz aimed for his ribs so often.

Kravitz’s eyes were squeezed shut, crinkling at the corners with smile lines and joy. Every few moments they would open to glance down at Taako, squinting with the force of his smile and shining with joy. His smile was blinding, and Taako was beginning to consider whether or not he needed sunglasses just to look at him.

Taako’s heart pounded in his chest, skipping beats here and there as it melted in his very core. If Taako hadn’t already known he was in love, this would have sealed the deal. No man, in any universe, could ever compare to Kravitz: his beauty, his intelligence, his smile, his laugh.

But eventually Taako had to have mercy, and he backed off as Kravitz’s laugh went silent. There were a few tears streaking down his warm cheeks and Taako crawled back up the couch to wipe them away. He laid back down on his side, facing Kravitz and simply watching as he came down from his giggle-high, brushing dreadlocks out of his face every few moments as they shifted with his panting.

“I absolutely adore you,” Taako murmured, startling even himself. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

Kravitz peeled his eyes open and gazing at Taako, letting out a chuckle that was completely separate from his post-tickling giggles. “I love you, too.”

Taako leaned in and kissed Kravitz, keeping it brief as he was still catching his breath, and settled back to continue to watch him. Kravitz wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him closer, snuggling in.

“I believe that you owe me a nap, now,” Kravitz said.

Taako hummed. “Alright, big fella, but when your back is aching from sleeping on the couch, don’t come crying to me.”

Kravitz gave him a wry smile. “I believe I’ll live.”

Taako snorted, but resisted the urge to punch him in the shoulder. That would very likely just end with him falling off the couch, and frankly, Taako had gotten pretty comfortable over the last few minutes.

Kravitz was asleep a few minutes later. As much as he wanted to watch Kravitz some more, see the peace he had in his sleep and hear the adorable little noises he would make, Taako settled down, too. It didn’t take long for his sleep to follow after.

#tickle fic #My writing #tickletober2020 #lee!kravitz #ler!taako #ticklish!kravitz #taz tickling #taz:b tickling #taz:b #taz #taz kravitz #Taako Taaco #taakitz

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august-anon · 4 years

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Tickletober Day 8 - Interrogation [LATE]

Fandom: The Adventure Zone: Balance

Ship(s): platonic IPRE crew

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Magnus, Ler!Taako

Word Count: 707 words

Summary: Taako's hat is missing and he's going to find the culprit, no matter what it takes.

[ao3 link]

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Taako’s hat was missing.

Taako’s hat was missing, and the problem was, it could’ve been anyone. They had all expressed their distaste for his new hat (ranging from Lup and Magnus calling it “the ugliest damn thing they’d ever seen” to Davenport and Lucretia saying it “was far too extravagant”), so there was no narrowing it down. There were seven people to question, and Taako wasn’t sure where to start.

He supposed he would just start with the first one he came across. It seemed as good a plan as any, especially when Barry was the first of the crew to come into view. Even after their handful of years on this ship together, getting killed and brought back every damn year, the man was still as awkward as ever. Still, no stone could be left unturned.

“Barry, have you seen my hat?”

Barry jerked out of his slump and looked at Taako, startled. He had bags under his eyes, making Taako assume he’d pulled another all-nighter trying to study the Light of Creation again. He likely had a solid alibi, then.

“Uh, sorry, Taako. I don’t think I have.”

Taako hummed. “Go get some rest, big man. You look worse than Magnus does whenever we reload.”

Barry snorted out an awkward laugh, but pushed himself into a shaky standing position and made his way down the hallway Taako had just emerged from.

Taako continued on his way, finding both Merle and Davenport on the bridge playing one of their ridiculous games. As much as Taako didn’t believe Merle, he did have an alibi: he and Davenport had been playing through the night and could vouch for each other, and Taako was inclined to believe Davenport’s story.

That left two culprits, neither of which surprised Taako in the least.

He found Magnus first, backtracking to the private quarters to try and catch one of them. He was in his room, whaling on a punching bag in the corner. Taako wasted no time in launching himself at Magnus.

Magnus, of course, barely wavered, being the brick shithouse he was, but Taako managed to get a good grip so that he wouldn’t get launched off Magnus’s back. Magnus for his part seemed unconcerned, adjusting to Taako’s weight with ease and carefully readjusting the punching bag so it would stop swinging.

“What--”

“Where’s my hat?” Taako demanded, tightening his grip.

Magnus let out an awkward laugh. “What do you mean?”

Taako gasped. “Oh, you little shit, you better tell me where it is--”

“Or what?”

Taako resisted the urge to make a frustrated noise. He was better than that, he was an adult now. This wasn’t him and Lup pulling pranks on each other at their aunt’s house anymore.

But that thought brought a great idea with it.

“Or this,” Taako hissed, and dug his fingers into Magnus’s ribcage.

Magnus cried out and doubled over, as if that would stop Taako in the slightest. He started laughing, deep and loud, and pinned his arms to his sides. After a few moments passed and Taako didn’t stop, Magnus went so far as to collapse to his knees.

“Tell me where the hat is, Burnsides.”

“Taako-- No--!”

Taako made sure his legs still had a good enough grip around Magnus’s waist to support him before drawing his arms back. He immediately darted for a new spot, one wiggling up under Magnus’s arm and the other attaching itself to his hip, squeezing away. Magnus wheezed, laughter bellowing and echoing through the small room.

“Talk!”

“Lup!” Magnus cried out. “Lup has it!”

Taako rushed out of the room, leaving a wheezing and giggling Magnus on the floor to recover. He could check back later and make sure Magnus was alright, but if Lup had had his hat this whole time, it may have already been too late.

He rushed down the hall to Lup’s quarters and flung the door open. Lup’s eyes met his and she gave him a maniacal grin as his hat burst into flames in her hands. An offended noise punched out of Taako as he watched, more shocked than anything. The hat’s ashes sprinkled to the floor, and Taako took that as his cue to lunge.

She was so dead.

#tickle fic #My writing #tickletober2020 #lee!magnus #ler!taako #ticklish!magnus #taz:b tickling #taz tickling #Taako Taaco #magnus burnsides

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august-anon · 4 years

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10. “I hate you!” with taaco twins maybe? either one as ler/lee is fine (even better if it ends up as a tickle fight), and only if you want to of course!! if you find yourself a bit swamped, feel free to leave this one 'til the end ~🌵

I’ll do my best!! Hopefully this comes out well! Thanks for the prompt, spikey! (also I have an intense need to write but I am also v tired so if this sucks that’s why lol, and it’s been a while since Balance for me) (also also, sorry it’s so short!! <3)

10. “I hate you!”

Taaco Fight

(get it? instead of “tickle fight?” i’m hilarious lol)

Fandom: The Adventure Zone: Balance

Ship(s): PLATONIC Taaco Twins

Characters (lee/ler): Switch!Lup, Switch!Taako

Word Count: 346 words

Summary: Tickle fights aren’t exactly an uncommon occurrence between the twins.

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Growing up, they were all the other had. It made sense that the twins had become quite tactile with each other, quiet reliant on each other. Even now, as adult elves, they were best friends, a package deal. You couldn’t get one twin without having the other, too.

Then again, being so close to someone all the time was bound to lead to some arguments and disagreements. Some playful, some far less so.

Luckily, the current spat the two found themselves in was one of the playful sort. They laughed and shot verbal jabs at each other, eventually not quite even sure what they had been arguing about in the first place.

And then a cheeky smile crossed Taako’s face as he added a physical jab to emphasize his verbal one. And he made sure to do it right in the bend of Lup’s waist, a slight sweet spot for her ticklishness. Lup squealed and jerked away, but she would not be taken down so easily. Lup lunged at Taako and immediately went for his ribs, targeting his worst spot immediately without any teasing or buildup.

“Take that!” She cried victoriously.

Taako withdrew his arms to try and protect himself, but all he managed to do was push her hands further into his nerves by pressing his arms to his sides. His head was tossed back in cackles and he could feel his carefully done up hairstyle getting mussed as he thrashed around.

“I hate you!” He yelled through his laughter.

She just laughed at him, which promptly turned to ticklish laughter as he got the willpower to sit up and wrap his arms around her, scribbling mercilessly at her shoulder blades and pinching at the bones. She shrieked and tried to escape, but Taako’s ticklish hug was unyielding.

“Get off, get off!” She shouted, unable to even topple over to free herself because of his hold.

“You first!” He cried, still laughing as she had not stopped her own attack on his ribs.

Needless to say, neither of them stopped for a long while yet.

#tickle fic #My writing #taz tickling #taz:b tickling #the adventure zone tickling #lee!taako #ler!lup taaco #ler!taako #lee!lup taaco #ticklish!taako #ticklish!lup taaco #taz:b #taz #The Adventure Zone #LUP TAACO #why is that all caps????#Taako Taaco

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Here's a dialogue prompt if you want it... "More please?" with ler!Kravitz and lee!Taako?

I did not really edit this, please be gentle with me lol. Thank you for being so patient, I hope it was worth the wait! Thank you so much for the prompt!

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Ask and Receive

Fandom: The Adventure Zone

Ship(s): Taakitz

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Taako/Ler!Kravitz

Word Count: 1631 words

Summary: Kravitz is a bit too smart for Taako's own good. Taako should know by now that he can't keep secrets from Kravitz.

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It wasn’t fair how smart Kravitz was, in Taako’s extremely humble opinion.

It seemed like he could see through anything and everything. He had managed to dig up almost all of Taako’s secrets and slip through all his lies, white or not, and he had done it with such grace and gentleness that Taako couldn’t even be mad at him. In fact, it was almost disgustingly romantic, how he could see past Taako’s walls so easily.

But there were still a few secrets Taako held closely to his chest. A few secrets from their hundred years of plane-hopping, a few secrets he promised friends he’d keep (and as much of an asshole Taako knew he was, he kept his promises), and a few secrets of his own that he couldn’t bear to part with just yet.

Most of which were just painfully silly.

And one of which, Taako was beginning to think was more trouble than it was worth to keep.

A guy had cravings, after all. Cravings that Kravitz could easily solve with a few wiggling fingers and a handful of teasing words, or vice versa on some days. And it wasn’t like Kravitz had never tickled him, or that he had never tickled Kravitz, but it was always painfully brief. It left him feeling more starved than if he hadn’t had the playful contact at all.

But Taako was nothing if not prideful. There was nothing that would get him to admit it.

Well, almost nothing.

Because Kravitz was smart, as previously stated, and unfairly so. Kravitz picked up on Taako’s behavior. Kravitz was good at learning what made Taako tick. It was only natural that Kravitz would pick up on his little quirk eventually, try as he might to hide it.

So when Kravitz pulled back from his most recent tickle-attack (that Taako may or may not have deliberately provoked him into), eyeing Taako with a calculating look, Taako knew he was in trouble.

“I’m not so sure I should reward you for bad behavior,” Kravitz said.

Taako swallowed insteading of jumping straight into his defense, trying to keep himself from stuttering nervously. “Reward? You think that torture is a reward?” He asked.

Kravitz frowned, though there was a glint in his eye and one of his dimples was jumping. “I suppose I read your reactions wrong, then. Though, if it really is torture for you, I won’t do it anymore. I’ll have to find another playful punishment for you.”

A wounded noise escaped Taako before he could contain it. He slapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide, and felt his cheeks flush. Kravitz looked down at him and raised an eyebrow.

“That is what you want, isn’t it, Taako?” He said. “I wouldn’t want to torture you.”

Taako pressed his lips together in a thin line, huffing through his nose. He had just dug his own grave. Now he had two options: tell Kravitz the truth, or live the rest of his days under this lie and never get tickled by his boyfriend again.

And oh, how he wanted to be tickled by Kravitz. He had musician’s fingers, long and nimble. They could do wicked things to Taako, things that he spent hours daydreaming about. Taako watched as they tapped in a staccato rhythm against Kravitz’s knee, teasing and tempting. Kravitz knew exactly what he was doing.

But Taako was a stubborn elf. If his secret was going to be out, it was going to be out on his terms. He would not blush at Kravitz’s teasing. He was not giving in. It was simply… time to show his hand, so to speak. So Taako jutted out his chin, defiant and proud in the falsest of ways, and refused to hide behind his hands as he so desperately wanted to. He let his fingers twist into his skirt, the only outward sign of his anxiety, to keep his hands firmly in his lap.

“I don’t hate it,” Taako eventually managed to force out.

Kravitz raised an eyebrow. “Oh? So you lied to me?”

Taako bit his lip. “Just a little.”

Kravitz crossed his arms, eyebrow still infuriatingly raised. “I’m not sure I should reward you for that behavior, either.”

Taako deflated, slumping into the couch and whining. He finally gave in, bringing his hands up to cover his flushing face, though he knew his red ears would give him away. He heard Kravitz chuckle and he curled into himself even further.

“Oh, come now, dear, don’t be like that. Maybe if you ask nicely, you’ll get what you want.”

Taako groaned and slipped further down the couch. He felt Kravitz shift on the couch, and Taako assumed he had turned toward Taako expectantly. Taako swallowed his pride.

“More, please?”

“More what, dear?”

Taako’s hands flew off his face. “Goddammit, Krav, just tickle me!”

Kravitz huffed. “I should make you ask nicely, but…”

Before Taako could process it, Kravitz had pulled his legs up so he was lying lengthwise on the couch and straddled his lap to pin him. Taako yelped and raised his hands in defense, but Kravitz quickly grabbed them and pulled them off to the side, out of the way. Taako’s eyes went wide as he gazed up at Kravitz.

Kravitz smirked. “Now that we’re past that stage of things, why don’t you tell me where you’d like to be tickled?”

Taako choked, his eyes practically bulging out of his head. Kravitz’s smirk stretched into a grin and a shiver went down Taako’s spine.

“Well? I can’t tickle you unless you tell me.”

Taako desperately wished he could cover his face. His ears flicked in embarrassment as he wiggled and squirmed under Kravitz, tugging on his captive arms. He had no escape.

Then again, he did ask for this.

“Stomach?” He practically whispered.

Kravitz’s free hand immediately travelled to his belly, untucking his shirt and slipping under it without hesitation. Taako was squealing before Kravitz’s hand even touched down. His body jolted when Kravitz started scratching at his stomach, his struggling and tugging on his arms getting even more weak.

Taako was a wizard, okay. He couldn’t be expected to break out of Kravitz’s grip, and especially not under these circumstances.

“You’re adorable like this,” Kravitz said over his laughter. “I don’t know why you tried to hide it for so long.”

Taako wanted to tell Kravitz to shut up, but he was sure that would earn him another bout of I shouldn’t reward you for that, so he wisely kept his mouth shut. Metaphorically, at least. Physically, his mouth was open in a bright, giggly grin, and he had no hope of keeping it shut any time soon.

Taako half-wished he could roll off the edge of the couch, but Kravitz’s legs kept him firmly in place. He writhed like a worm under the single hand Kravitz had on his stomach, the touch just dancing along the line of “too light.” The sparky, zinging sensations could be delicious in their own way, of course, but they were a very specific kind of torture, and Taako wasn’t sure if he could handle that on top of all the teasing. Then, Kravitz’s touch lightened even further as he wiggled his fingers against Taako’s lower belly, and Taako arched his back with a high-pitched squeal.

“No no no!” Taako squealed, kicking his legs. “Please, please!”

Kravitz laughed above him. “What? I thought you wanted this!”

“Too light!” Taako cried out.

Kravitz laughed again, only lightening his touch further. “What, dear? Can’t take it?”

Taako’s giggles were frantic and bubbly and borderline hysterical. It was absolutely wonderful, but he could hardly stand it. He felt like he was going to crawl out of his skin with how badly it tickled.

“More, please!” Taako shrieked, barely capable of words with all the sensations zinging around in his brain.

“Since you asked so nicely,” Kravitz said. “Pick a new spot.”

Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), Taako’s brain was beyond fried and distracted. Stupidly, he couldn’t help but blurt out his worst weakness.

“Ribs!”

Taako went from bubbly giggles to shrieking cackles in a matter of seconds. He arched his back, trying instinctively to buck Kravitz off of him with no success. Not that he necessarily wanted to succeed.

Kravitz’s blunt nails scratched against each rib on one side, while his fingers gently vibrated in between them on the other. The conflicting sensations wreaked havoc on Taako’s nerves. Tears of mirth sprung to Taako’s eyes as he cackled and he tugged fruitlessly on his arms to try and pin them to his sides.

“How’s that?” Kravitz asked, and though his tone was teasing, Taako knew he meant the question genuinely.

Taako could only nod in response. It was perfect. It sated the hunger that had been under his skin for so long, and Taako could practically feel the sparks of joy shooting through his chest. Or maybe that was just the ticklish jolts consuming his entire ribcage.

It was a few more long minutes before Kravitz slowed his fingers, releasing Taako’s wrists to reach up and wipe away his laughter-induced tears while his other hand continued gently skittering around his torso. The light tickling wasn’t quite so unbearable this time, at least not as a cool-down. If he kept at it for too long, Taako was sure he’d be squirming and begging again in no time.

“How are you doing?” Kravitz asked, and Taako opened his eyes to see Kravitz’s large grin.

Taako took a few deep breaths before saying, “More, please?”

Kravitz tossed his head back with a laugh before leaning down to press a quick kiss against Taako’s giggling lips.

“Where to next?”

Taako had a lot more spots in mind before he’d be ready for Kravitz to stop.

#tickle fic #my writing #taz tickling #taz:b tickling #lee!taako #ler!kravitz #ticklish!taako #taz #taz:b #Taako Taaco #taz kravitz #taakitz

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