#ler izzy

[poutpoutlilith]

Dear @abihasablog,

Happy Festivus! Today's your @squealing-santa day. I'm so honored to have been assigned to you this year. Please enjoy this Steddyhands fic. Lee Stede, of course.

Also, please forgive my complete ineptitude with anything to do with *actually* using this website.

ao3 link:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/52440493

Warning: Izzy describes some rather violent acts in conversation, but the acts never happen.

"A Dose of Reason"

Word Count: 3596

Word Count Fact: 3596 is not prime, nor is it square free. There is a unique non-cyclic Abelian group of order 3596.

“Hey, Ed, I wanted your opinion on something,” whined Stede in an abandoned attempt to catch his breath.

“Hmmn?” replied Edward, jingling his bell as he turned his neck to face the captain.

“It’s about Izzy. Was I too harsh on him?”

“What?”

“Our confrontation today. You must have overheard it down there.”

“I-”

“And?” asked Stede, his panic only growing.

“Is that what his yelling was? I couldn’t quite tell what he said to you.” Edward cracked his wrists and folded his hands, now fully turning his body to face Stede.

“I was more worried about what I said to him to set him off like that.”

“Well, for starters, I didn’t even hear it. Given the history of my leadership style, that should tell you everything I think about whatever it was you did.”

“Ed! I’m really upset right now. Words can hurt our feelings, even if spoken softly, remember?” Edward sighed in reluctant agreement.

“You know what? I’ll go have a chat with him.”

“Be subtle,” Stede requested through a shaky voice. Edward smiled back at him, figuring he was just being his usual self and overblowing whatever it was.

“I will. He’ll think I was concerned about his yelling, and he’ll think I was surprised to learn it was you that set him off.”

“You really mean that? You think you can pull it off?”

“I do. I’ll come and find you in about a half hour.”

“Thank you, Ed.”

“Mmn,” nodded Edward brightly as he made haste to go and find Izzy.

“The hell do you want?” Izzy groaned at Edward. He kept his gaze out and unfocused on the southern horizon. Edward only moved closer to him, eventually sitting next to him. “On with it or fuck right off! You know what? Why don’t you just do that and save us both the trouble.”

“Don’t act like you weren’t yelling a bigger storm than usual a little bit ago. I could almost make out what you were saying.”

“Fucking Bonnet! Fucking twat Bonnet!” sprayed Izzy in a coarse tone that somehow made every syllable irate and plosive. A small dribble of saliva landed on his chin, which he harshly brushed away with his knuckles in a closed fist. 

“Captain got you pent up again?” Edward again pried.

“Why don’t you just fuck off and save us the trouble?” Izzy reiterated. Edward stood up in place but did not move, staring at Izzy to bait him into saying something, anything, he could take back to Stede. Eventually Izzy looked up and their eyes met. “Fine, if you’re gonna try and piss me off like this I might as well get pissed.”

“Go ahead, Izzy.”

“Fuck off!” he snapped. “Sometimes I just wanna get ahold of Bonnet and fucking destroy him. Fingers and teeth and blood everywhere. And then sew them back on and do it again. And again and again. Fucking twat! With his fucking feelings. And being right about everything. I ought to fucking kick him or something. Just to see him powerless and without some fucking retort. Hell, I’d even tickle the man if it made him cry.”

“What did he say?” Edward asked suddenly, attempting to mask how he perked up at that last sentence. He was on a mission from the captain, after all, and a secret one at that.

“He told me how I’m such a miserable twat. I mean, he didn’t say it like that. Gugh, I should have told him to fuck off!”

“You did, seven times,” Edward interrupted. Izzy chuckled a bit, but neither man could tell if it was at Edward’s comment or simply a component of the larger exasperated and very angry demeanor on display. Izzy continued, basically ignoring Edward.

“He just told me how I should remember it’s okay to talk about my feelings. How it’s not healthy to keep everything bottled up. About how I’ve been through a lot. About how he cares. The fucking nerve on that fucking Bonnet! Laying it on thick like he’s got it all figured out. I wish he’d figure out how to send himself straight the fucking fuck to fucking hell!” Izzy stopped yelling and let himself sink all the way down onto the deck, staring up at the clouded sky.

“At least you recognize he’s right. Not to sound like I’m on his side or whatever, but maybe there’s a way to work through some of what you said.”

“But you do just sound just like the man. You’re fucking whipped, mate. You even wear a little kitty collar for him.”

“That’s not what that’s for and you know it! And so long as we both know he’s right, we might as well figure something out. I’m going to be honest, I think we should help you make Stede cry a little if that’s your thing.”

“Said like you’ve truly given up on yourself yet again,” Izzy snided. Edward sighed.

“I’m going to go talk to Stede to try and make anyone better during all of this. Don’t go anywhere.”

“Fuck you, Edward,” said Izzy, “and thanks. Thanks a lot.” He sat up and faced the open ocean again, waiting for Edward to leave and go find Stede.

As Edward reentered the room, he found Stede in about the most awkward seating position imaginable. He seemed to be staring at the ceiling, chipper from the clavicle up and a twitchy disaster everywhere below that. Stede snapped around to greet him wordlessly, straightening his posture and wincing in preparation to hear the worst. Edward knew better than to frame a conversation as anything other than what Stede wanted or expected.

“He said you laid it on pretty thick. He’s an absolute mess but deep down he understands why you are the way that you are. But he’s really mad about it.”

“That’s great! Maybe he’ll want to talk it through!” Edward only sighed at Stede’s optimism. It was cute. Futile against a berserking Izzy Hands, but very cute.

“Never, I’m afraid. At least not at first with this one. Listen, uhm, I need you to let him tickle you to tears so he doesn’t dismember you in your sleep or turn your teeth into flour.”

“Well, that’s quite an interesting analysis. He sounds very angry. Perhaps what he’s after is some casual discussion. A dose of reason, to quell his inner-”

“Reason, eh? Is that what you conspiring fucks want to call it?” spat Izzy from some nearby stairs.

“I was only trying to get him to take the tickling option so there’s less blood for me and the crew to clean up,” offered Edward in his own defense.

“Fuck the both of yous!”

“Izzy, try to understand what it is I’m seeking here,” pleaded Stede. Izzy only scoffed and advanced toward him. Stede backed himself against a shelf where Izzy towered beneath him. Stede would never turn the confrontation physical. And Izzy wasn’t about to just lay hands on the captain without any preamble.

“I don’t care what you want, Bonnet. This ship may be yours, but you are an idiot too weak to do anything but bend at the command of your fucking feelings. It makes me sick as hell. And I just wish I could show you the only feeling that matters in the pirate world. Helplessness. Suffering. The sharp and ruthless imbalance of power. Something a rich boy like you can never truly earn a worthwhile perspective on.” Stede winced at Izzy’s words, recoiling in his head as a haunting vision from his childhood took over. The spatter of blood. Everywhere that life has taken him from then on. Back to the present moment where his jaw gaped and he had no idea how to redirect Izzy’s anger with the power of words and heartfelt connection anymore. It felt too deep. Too real.

“You really want to show me how bad it’s supposed to hurt to be alive, don’t you, Mr. Hands?”

“For as long as it takes to shatter that flaccid and privileged skull of yours.”

“Don’t do this,” a sullen Edward suggested. Izzy saw the disappointment in his eyes. It got to him, which felt like a victory for Stede. That stung, and only angered him further. He tried his best to play it off, backing away from Stede and pacing about the immediate area.

“You should know I would never touch my Captain without permission to do so. Let alone all of that blood and guts stuff, tempting as it may be.”

“But you mentioned tickling, though, didn’t you? At least, Ed made it sound like you did. That might actually be quite fun. Edward loves to make me laugh. I’d imagine I’m very fun.”

“This isn’t about fun, Bonnet. It’s a matter of principle is all. But that explains why Ed shifted his posture at my little joke earlier. Fond memories of your intimacies or something?”

“Well, that’s,” started Ed, beet red and wishing he would wake up in Stede’s bed to spare himself the lasting reality of the sudden flash of embarrassment. He looked to Stede, as if beckoning for permission. That permission came with a nod.  “Yeah,” he shrugged, hanging his head and closing his eyes for a moment. Stede came to his rescue.

“The truth is, I actually quite like it,” he confessed with a proud smile. His tone was flat and dull, but he at least managed a confident enough pull at the corners of his mouth that went well with the rosy complexion that was starting to take up residence in his cheeks.

“You fucking would, Bonnet. Of all people and of all things.” Izzy paused in his paces to turn and face Stede. He contemplated his next words carefully, adjusting his posture and tone accordingly before moving just a couple steps closer to Stede. “You know what? That actually sounds kind of cute. I’m still gonna make your kittenthing here help me make you cry, but what do we say we try and make peace by taking one out of both our playbook with a little tickle scene?”

“Right here?” Stede asked.

“And right now,” Izzy smirked. “What do you say?” Stede looked to Edward, who nodded him on.

“Alright,” shook Stede. “I guess we’ll go and make this happen, then.”

“You’re not going anywhere,” barked Izzy as he lunged at the captain, grabbing his sides and pressing him back into the shelf. “This business gets taken care of right here and right now. The cat either watches or joins me. Your call.”

“Please don’t make me watch, Stede, if you think you can handle it,” Edward said shyly.

“Of course you can join in, Ed,” Stede gushed, looking past Izzy. He then turned his attention back to Izzy. “Happy to be here for whatever you may need.”

“Happy fucking Bonnet, eh? That’s where your trouble began. That smile. That Bonnet fucking smile.”

“Would it be better if I frowned?” Stede demonstrated, and Izzy did not react. “Perhaps something more neutral, a bit stoic with hints of fear?” Stede tried on a second face, and Izzy had had enough of his antics. Wordlessly, he started tickling Stede hard and fast. Stede was far too distracted by his face making to see it coming. “I actually quite think my noseahahahaha! Ihihi g-guess-”

“What?” Izzy teased with a roar.

“Guess you wehent with a smihihile!” Stede screamed. He turned his neck to face away, not that it would really matter when his ribs and stomach were the center of attention and his eyes were bolted shut. 

Izzy quickly made room for Edward, and with two men holding him there Stede was just about locked in place. He tried to sink to the floor, but Izzy and Edward only followed him there. He sat with legs outstretched and T-Rex arms barely positioning his elbows in self defense. He remained surprisingly still, a dead giveaway he was having a wonderful time, even if he was being quite fussy.

“He usually stay this still for you?” asked Izzy, adjusting his position to kneel on Stede’s leg and facing Edward more fully.

“Always. Deep down, it’s like he said. He really does love it.”

“All the noise he’s making you just almost couldn’t tell. Listen to him roar like a little bitch.”

“I know. Isn’t he cute?” 

Izzy crowed a big belly laugh in reply to Edward’s question, turning back to his original position and moving his hands upward. He noticed Edward moving around the side of Stede, but didn’t try to intentionally take that into account. He was determined to figure Stede out on his own, and he didn’t want to get too distracted from eating up Stede’s reactions to make that happen. Stede was essentially a giggly puddle at the mercy of four spidering, digging, prodding, and clawing hands, and Izzy studied his every squirm and plea with devotion.

“Ohohohoho I’m actually the cutest!” exclaimed Stede, his smile only widening as he fell to the side away from Edward and started rolling away from the wall. He made his way onto his stomach without the necessary momentum to turn any further, so he stopped in place. Edward knelt between him and the wall, Izzy next to him on his other side. Stede shook his head from side to side but said nothing.

Wordlessly, Edward stared for Izzy’s attention, eventually locking eyes with him. They paused for a moment, letting Stede catch his breath. Motioning with his eyes, Edward got Izzy to focus his visual attention on Stede’s shoulders. Edward hovered a hand above Stede’s left shoulder and waited for Izzy to figure out what to do with his right. Bobbing their heads, they counted silently to three and started up again together.

“Wahahahait!” cried Stede. He kicked his legs and huffed and puffed until Edward and Izzy stopped again just a few seconds later. There was a brief silence.

“Stede?” Edward asked flatly. Stede pursed his lips but did not immediately say anything.

“Captain?” tried Izzy, being met with more silence.

“Stede, you need to tell us what’s wrong.”

“Oh, uhm, well,” the captain began. He pushed himself with a wrist onto his side and fell onto his back. His face looked its absolute reddest.

“Your face is red, Captain,” observed Izzy, “and we haven’t even done anything severe yet. You need to call it quits or something?”

“Well, no,” Stede admitted, “I’m actually fine. That was just so unexpectedly coordinated and sudden and intense. It was actually quite-”

“Do you want us to keep going?” Edward pressed, cutting him off.

“That would be splendid, thank you.”

“Arms out, then,” Izzy ordered. Stede obeyed. “And take it with pride,” he added. He leaned over and pinned Stede’s wrist with one of his own, putting plenty of weight on it. Edward mirrored him, and with Stede pinned beneath them both they started again.

Stede immediately closed his eyes and threw his head all the way back. Edward and Izzy paused at the thudding sound it made with the floor, but a sharply giggled okay from Stede had them resuming as quickly as the thud had dissipated. He laughed and strained his arms, but they would not budge from beneath those of his comrades.

“Damn ihihihit!” he squealed, “this is a mohohost unusual position to beheheehe in!”

“Mine too, be sure,” sighed Lucius. Izzy paid him no attention, but Edward looked up at him and cocked his gaze. Lowing his tone, Lucius spoke to Edward directly. “I’m just gonna,” he trailed off, shaking an open-palmed hand in the direction of the nearby stairs and shrinking his posture. With an ugly, forced smile he stepped over Stede and made himself gone, perhaps about to go tell someone what he saw. Perhaps not.

Edward turned back to Stede, who didn’t seem to notice the presence of his scribe. His eyes were still shut with a stupidly giddy smile spread across his entire face. Stede was really having a time with his two ticklers. Edward took his hands away for a moment. With his left hand, he caressed Stede’s cheek. Stede opened his eyes and looked at him.

“You’re doing so good right now,” Edward scruffed. Stede smiled.

“I think he can manage a little better for longer,” Izzy insinuated. Stede’s smile turned to fear, to panic, to arousal, and back to a bigger smile, a bead of sweat making its way down the side of his face.

“Only if he’s up to it.” Edward was firm.

“Please,” said Stede. His voice was soft and whiny, as if there was no thought in the world worse than having to leave his ticklish predicament behind.

“See? He wants us to push him to be good, isn’t that right, boy?” Izzy cooed.

“Yes! Goodness, Izzy, fuck!” Stede sputtered. He couldn’t manage much more than that, instead grimacing silently as if to invite the tickling to resume.

Edward immediately started up again. He kept one hand on Stede’s adorable face. This time firmer, as if to keep his gaze fixed on Izzy. His other hand started to explore Stede’s stomach with a walking tap, probing a minefield of spots and watching Stede’s face. He walked his hand higher and higher with his arm until he was almost to Stede’s chest, where he saw an inviting twitch in Stede’s neck. He stopped his hand there and rotated it slightly, pinching at about that height along Stede’s side.

Stede thrashed in place as Edward did so, and he screamed. He screamed as if there was no thought in the world worse than staying in his ticklish predicament. But a signal in the back of his mind forced him to pause and realize he liked it. He only cried out for the torment to continue.

Izzy kept his hands in Stede’s armpits. He had a lot of fun with lighter techniques while Edward did his thing with his sides. Stede managed to stay still enough to keep his arms most of the way outstretched on his own. Izzy drummed his fingers up and down the soft, taut patches of skin, occasionally stopping to blow on Stede’s neck or scratch the exposed piece of his shoulder with his beard. 

“Thahahahat’s a little fohohorward of you,” suggested Stede as Izzy’s beard and breath lingered longer and longer there as the minutes snowballed by.

“Nonsense, Captain, I’m on a mission with this little game,” deflected Izzy. Stede just kept on laughing, but Izzy finally convinced him to open his eyes. Immediate eye contact. “There you are, boy. How do you feel?”

“Nehehevahar bett-ter!” struggled Stede, maintaining eye contact but blinking rapidly at the flood of sensation as Izzy changed his technique to mirror Edward’s death spot squeezes on the other side.

“Tell me how you really feel. Don’t hold yourself back,” Izzy commanded.

“Ehehehed,” laughed Stede.

“Hmmn?” Edward growled with a moderately horny squint back at the captain.

“I’m feheeling quihihite aroused,” reported Stede matter-of-factly, save for the peals of ticklish laughter trying their best to interrupt him. Edward leaned in and kissed Stede, letting go with his tickling hand and straddling Stede more fully.

His leg came to rest on Izzy’s hand, which his old first mate quickly retracted. Stede seemed to quickly shake a relaxation through his body, but hesitated before lowering his shoulders. Izzy wondered whether it was some kind of signal or not.

“Uh, Captain, you need something there?” Izzy asked shyly.

Edward’s mouth stole whatever reply Stede seemed to have no mind to attempt to formulate. They kept kissing there. It was clear their love was just as passionate as it had ever been. Izzy started to understand why these two had done the things they had done to themselves for one another. He wondered if he should start applauding their milestones and loosen up around the ship. He started to get the sense that the tickling scene was over, even if he figured he failed to make his larger point.

“Guess I’ll leave you lovebirds to it, then. I’m not ready to get that involved with a couple of pervert freaks that outrank me.” Izzy paused, trying to find more words. “Well, the captain and his kitten,” he clarified. “You’re cute with that bell, Edward,” he said under his breath, rolling his eyes a bit. With that, he started to walk away, back to his usual place. He traversed some stairs and a couple of corners. He was almost there.

Turning another corner, Izzy felt he was finally far enough away. He stopped for a moment to listen for nearby speech or footsteps. He sat and faced the ocean by himself, solitary in the position where Edward found him earlier in the day. And he let his guard down. Nobody had to know the effect his little torture scene had on him, and so he decided to let it show just a bit. The experience he just created for himself, it wasn’t another laceration of blackness across his wizened heart. It was pure and fun and joyful and a little arousing. 

He took a deep breath in through his nose, and he let it out through a big smile. A picture of Edward straddling Stede formed in his head. He rotated the picture before turning on time, inserting himself in the fantasy image and joining Edward, adding two more hands to the fray. In his mind, he smiled at Edward and Stede there. In reality, he sat there smiling at the ocean. The sun was sinking, and his heart was calm.

[tkfanz428]

“I’m bored….”

Lee: Noah

Ler: Izzy

TDWT

Izzy sits at the corner of the plane seat, curled into a ball. She puffs her breath since Owen threatened to break up with her if she started beef again with Chef. She whines as she stays in her seat, rocking back and forth, popping bubbles in her mouth.

“Ugh…. Could you be any louder…?” Noah groaned, he covered his ears before lifting his legs. He laid them down right next to Izzy, big mistake of his… a thought lifted her frown into a smile…

He felt his shoe getting lose, before he could tug it. He felt a hand grab him by the ankle.

“Hey? Izzy? Wait what’re you-?!” He watched his shoe tumble on the ground, he then saw his sock fall on the ground.

“Hope you ready Noah…” Izzy giggles, she lifted her free hand, wiggling her fingers in the air. Noah tried to tug his foot away, his hands kept sliding off the seat.

“AGH!!!!” Noah squealed, his foot shook with every finger that spidered up his toes. Izzy giggles, she traps Noah’s toes, she watches as he desperately twitches. Noah bangs his head against the seat, he covers his head, laughing harder every second.

“Shouldn’t we stop this?” Tyler questions,

“I don’t know I kinda wanna watch what happens next.” Owen leans on his hand.

“Well we can call this free entertainment.” Alejandro smirks, Noah turns to him, trying to hold a glare and his puffed up laughs. Izzy pauses for a moment, Noah gasps as he lifts his head look at her.

“Okay.. you had your fun Izzy. Now let me go, or I’ll- YAGH!!!” Noah burst out laughing as Izzy snuck her hand back to his sole. This was the first time she’s heard him laugh so hard because of her. She watched as he tried to hard to curl in his foot. Noah covered his face, blocking the boys’ view of the tears flooding around his face.

“Izzy! PLEHEHEASE! STOP IT! I CANT TAKE ANY-*HIC!*-MORE!” Noah choked out, Izzy couldn’t even understand what he was saying as everything that came out his mouth was cut off by a hiccup. Noah jerked closer to the edge of the seat, he fell down to the floor. The loud thud caught Team Victory’s attention.

He started kicking with his free leg. All it felt like to Izzy was some soft shoves. She then grabbed his other ankle.

“Thank you for letting me know Noah. I agree. I think the other foot is feeling lonely.” Izzy started untying his other shoe.

“Wait! WAIT! NOHOHO! IZZY THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT! IZZY LET ME GOHO!” Noah couldn’t help but laugh, if it was irritating before, it’ll definitely be hell for him now.

“Let me experiment real quick..” Izzy pecked at his socked foot, Noah squeaked, she pecked his bare foot, he squeaks once more. Izzy noticed a quicker reaction without the sock on. Noah felt the last bit of protection peel off his feet. She wrapped her arms around Noah’s defenseless legs.

“I’d rather not hog him up you guys. Anyone like a turn?” Izzy turned to the others.

Noah’s face turned pale.

“Wait, don’t bring other people into this!” Noah whimpered. It didn’t take long for everyone to gang up on him, for the next hour, he was a laughing mess.

“I’m gettin bored of just this spot. Let’s make it more fun for him..” Alejandro went to Noahs head. He pulled Noah’s arms up, exposing his sucked in belly.

“Hey-! *HIC!* Nonono please..!” Noah laughed out.

The rest of team victory all dove into his belly, all Noah could feel was the sensations of soft, cold hands rubbing and poking his belly and feet. He was struggling more to catch a breath now that his two worst spots were being mercilessly tormented. His squeals and screams began to sound more agitated than pleasurable.

His desperate cries for help eventually reached Team amazon.

Courtney intervened, forcing Izzy to let Noah go. He laid on the ground, panting, hiccuping, choking on his own giggles. His body kept twitching.

“You’re lucky I got my wiggles out now Noah. But next time it’ll be on my time only.” Izzy laid her head on the wall behind her. Her snores signaled everyone else to go back to what they were doing. Noah hugged he tightly, thanking her for saving him, at the corner of his eye, he saw Alejandro glaring at him.

His green eyes showed a sign of malice, it unnerved him slightly….

[squealing-santa]

A few self discoveries

Author: @abihasablog

A/N: My Squealing Santa submission for @ticklish-scribbler, hope you enjoy!

Izzy doesn't think he's ticklish, and can't really understand why Ed seems to like it so much. He's very glad to be proven wrong.

Steddyhands, ler!Stede and ler!Ed with lee!Izzy (plus an extra lee!Ed sprinkling, as a treat.

Word count: 1660

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It had been a long and horrid day, and all Izzy was looking forward to was falling into bed and sleeping off his bad mood. He pushed open their front door, calling out a tired greeting to whoever made it home before him. Instead of the usual reply, a high pitched squeal came from the living room. Suddenly wide awake, Izzy dropped his bag and dashed towards the sound. When he sees the cause of the noise, he slumps back against the wall with a groan.

“Iz! Help!” Ed shrieks, wiggling in Stede’s grasp as another raspberry is blown against his neck. “Ew, that’s gross!”

“Hello darling,” Stede ignores Ed’s giggly protests as he digs his fingers into his hips. “Did you have a lovely day?”

“Thought you were being fucking murdered, Ed, you cannot possibly be that ticklish.” 

Ed flushes pink and he tries to scowl.. “Nohohohot!” 

“Not ticklish, hmm? Then why are you laughing?” Stede’s fingers slide up to curl against Ed’s belly and spider across the softness there. “You should have heard the noises he made when I gave his tummy a good raspberry! I would recreate it for you, but I promised to ease off once the tears started. Maybe next time, hmm Edward?” 

“No next time!” 

“Oh, we both know you don’t want that.” 

Izzy rolled his eyes and shrugged off his coat. “It’s like living with a child.” 

“Like you’re any better!” Ed cried indignantly. “Let’s see - aha - how you stand up against torture!” 

“I’m an adult, Edward. Adults aren’t ticklish.” 

Stede halts his fingers. 

“I beg to differ,” he says. He holds out his hand towards Izzy, and very slowly and deliberately crooks his finger. “Care to prove me wrong?” 

Between them, still nestled underneath Stede, Ed shivers. 

“Why would I do that?” 

“Because you love to be right, and if you’re not ticklish then there’s nothing to be scared of.” 

“It’s fun, Iz,” Ed chimes in, looking a little embarrassed at the admission. “Stede’s good at it and he knows when to stop.” 

Izzy grits his teeth. He hadn’t been tickled since he was a child, and didn’t really fancy being poked with clumsy fingers in an attempt to prove himself right. But Stede was looking at him like he was a meal, and Ed was flashing his big baby cow eyes - two things he could never resist. Sighing in defeat, he holds his arms out to the side awkwardly. 

“Where do you want me?” 

Ed jumps up immediately, grabbing cushions from the sofa and chucking them on the carpet. “More room on the floor.” 

“If I get on the floor I’ll never get up again,” Izzy gripes. Stede tuts, sliding from the sofa to kneel next to the cushion pile. 

“I’ll help you up darling, fear not!” He pats the space next to him. “Ed’s right, more room down here for exploration!”

“Explor-?” Izzy startles as Ed grabs his hands and tugs him down, nudging him until he submits to being moulded into position. “I can manage!” 

“Manhandling is all part of the experience, just shush and let it happen.” 

“You’re such a pest, you know?” 

“Boys,” Stede interrupts with a soft laugh. “Edward, clearly I need to spend some more time on you if you still have the energy to be a brat.” 

Ed clears his throat, blushing. “Well, if you think it’s best.” 

“I do,” Stede grins. He turns his attention to Izzy, then, and taps his elbows where they rest at his sides. “I’ll need you to put these up over your head, try and keep them out the way if you can.”

Izzy rolls his eyes, but does as he’s told. 

“Standard safeword rules apply here, and yours is…?” 

“Red,” Izzy recites dutifully. 

“Excellent. I’ll ignore all other assorted pleading and or begging, and - oh don’t give me that look, just you wait - unless you say your safeword. Agreed?”

“Fine.”

“Excellent!” Stede claps his hands together. “Now, I think I’ll begin right… here.” 

His hands descend slowly to rest against Izzy’s sides. His tee shirt is tucked into his jeans, stretched across his torso with his arms held over his head. If it were Izzy doing the tickling, he’d pull the shirt up and go right in for the kill. Instead, Stede lets his palms lay stationery, and starts a gentle wiggle of his fingertips against the soft fabric. It startles a gasp from him, and his arms twitch to move back down to his side. He holds firm, though. Surely it was just the surprise of it? 

Stede watches him with a gentle smile, slowly moving his hands upward, his fingertips creeping along Izzy’s ribs. He feels the urge to snap his hands down and push Stede away, but he holds out, gritting his teeth and allowing his body a tiny wiggle as consolation. So perhaps he’d been wrong about not being ticklish. 

“Ooo, I saw that!” Ed chimes gleefully. “Knew you were the ticklish ribs sort, mate. Bet you’re ticklish all over, aren’t you?” 

“No,” Izzy grits out. 

“Yes you are,” Ed continues, wiggling his fingers menacingly. “Now the seal’s broken, I bet we could tickle you anywhere.”

Izzy opens his mouth to tell Ed to fuck off but is cut off when the fingers on his ribs move suddenly down again, to spider across his belly. The suddenness of it startles him enough that he chuckles, his arms snapping down instinctively to grab at Stede’s hands. 

“Aha,” Stede grins. “It seems I was right, after all!” 

“Fucking fluke,” Izzy says quickly, returning his arms to their position. Stede raises his eyebrows, meets Ed’s ecstatic expression, and goes back to it. Izzy’s hands grip a cushion as the teasing fingers explore his belly, finding all the spots that make him squirm. It’s soft enough that he’s not laughing properly, just the odd huff accompanied by a wide grin. Stede’s kind enough to keep quiet, but Ed has no such manners. 

“Oho, seems like someone is finding out some stuff about themselves today!” He wriggles his fingers along Izzy’s neck, making him scrunch his shoulders with a snort. “Is that nice, Iz? You like it when we tickle you?”

Izzy abandons the pillow with his right hand in favour of smacking at Ed’s legs, but his wrist is quickly caught and treated to a flurry of kisses up his arm, something that had never tickled before, but made a giggle build in his throat now. 

“Edward,” Stede admonishes. “It’s not nice to tease. It’s also very rich coming from you!” 

“But it’s fun,” Ed winks down at Izzy as he progresses his little tickly line of kisses up his arm until he reaches his inner elbow. 

“You know what’s fun, Izzy? Getting Ed all flustered and begging for more after spending such a long time teasing him.” 

Ed pouts, his cheeks turning sweetly pink. Izzy’s own face flushes at the teasing, even though it’s not directed at him. Stede’s words combined with the swirling patterns of his fingers against his belly were making butterflies take flight from every inch of his body. 

“I like to tickle him gently, just like this, all up and down from his hips to his neck. He’s especially ticklish just here,” he tugs Izzy’s top from his jeans and lifts it up over his belly. He wriggles the tip of his index finger into the space just under his belly button, and all the teasing bursts out of him in a loud train of giggles. “Yes, just like that.” 

“Nohohoho!” His free arm shoots down to push him away half heartedly, but Ed is quick to snatch it up and pepper that one with kisses too. “Ehehehed!” 

“Yeeees?” 

Izzy doesn’t reply, can’t reply, because Stede’s hands are suddenly under his shirt and in his armpits and all he can do is kick his heels into the floor and cackle. 

“Oh, you are just the most precious thing!” Stede coos, avoiding Izzy’s kicking legs by sliding over him in a straddle.  “Are you enjoying yourself, darling?” 

“No, fuck off!” 

“Hmm, that doesn’t sound anything like a safeword,” Stede slows a little, letting him catch his breath and regain control of his mouth. Ed gives his hands a gentle, reassuring squeeze. Despite the teasing, Izzy knew Ed was on cloud nine to discover that Izzy was finding this fun too. 

“It’s not,” Izzy says after a moment. “Think I was wrong before.”

“Oh? You mean you are ticklish?” Stede prompts. The word makes Izzy squirm, and suddenly he has a lot of sympathy for Ed and all the times Stede’s made him admit he liked it. 

“I guess,” he manages, as if he wasn’t all pink cheeked and panting. “Not as bad as Eddie, though.”

“But you both seem to love it equally,” Stede chuckles, ignoring Ed’s petulant whine. “But we’ve only scratched the surface with you! Perhaps you’d let me give you a thorough going over, to find out all your favourite spots? Perhaps I’ll have you with your legs over my lap, see if you can keep still while I give the backs of your legs a good tickling. Or maybe you’d let me give your pretty belly some raspberries, but I expect we might need Ed to hold you down for those, my darling.”

Izzy’s going to implode with the amount of self discoveries he was going through since getting home. Yes, he wants to say, please fucking do that. The gentle attention felt lovely, like when Stede played with his hair, or Ed mindlessly used his fingers as a fidget. He could see why Ed always seemed to beg for it. He has a plan hatching in his mind, a game to play with them both another time. He wonders if Ed would be up for some giggly revenge on Stede.  

He blinks sweetly up at them both, smiling with only a touch of leftover shyness. 

“Do your worst.”

[lee-lucius]

A New Kind of Affection

Summary: Izzy Hands accidentally reveals how touch-starved he is to Stede, who is more than happy to help.

Word Count: 2,765

Happy Holidays and Happy New Year @aaaxolotl I was your Secret Santa! This was super fun to get to make, and I hope you enjoy! 💙

He still wasn't quite sure how Stede had dragged him into any of this. 

It hadn't been long, only a week or two, since Stede called him into his room, oddly similar to tonight. He'd asked for them to dine together, and well, Izzy didn't see much of a reason not to indulge his captain in his strange request.

They met in Stede's room for a surprisingly pleasant dinner, though Izzy felt unsurprisingly underdressed compared to his host's garish outfits, and he was well aware his table manners left much to be desired, but neither of those had been quite necessary for a pirate's life, and Stede didn't seem to mind, not when he was seemingly so enthralled by the company. 

Through Izzy teaching him how to fight, they'd grown fairly comfortable with each other, building up a rapport that was considerably less antagonistic than it had been before. They fell back into it over dinner with ease, perhaps more amiable than they'd ever been, and Izzy found himself even laughing at a few of Stede's jokes, though he hid it behind a strategic cough or two.

Neither of them realized, or cared, just how much they were drinking until they were stumbling around the room, hiccuping around their laughter, for once a genuine smile on Izzy's face.

Memories of that night were fuzzy, and what happened next wasn't entirely clear, but he crumbled under Stede's inquisitive gaze, his warm smile, his soft whispers, and he'd admitted something he shouldn't have.

Something he'd hoped that they'd both forget come morning, even when Stede squeezed his hand before he left, promising something about him being more included, more appreciated, before Izzy stumbled back to his own quarters, flushed from more than just the booze. 

He wished he hadn't admitted it. His jealousy when he watched his crewmates, or his captains, and saw the easy air around them, the casual touches and comfort; something about them made envy stir in his chest, thinking about the kind of relationship he hadn't let himself have for years, or maybe ever when he really thought about it.

Now, on The Revenge, it seemed more of a possibility than it ever had before. After breaking down, being vulnerable, Izzy was welcomed; something had shifted; whether it was in him or his surroundings, he didn't know, but it was a good change, no matter how uncomfortable it had been.

His relationship with the crew was different now. Friendly, because he'd finally allowed himself to be open to their friendship, and the change was more gratifying than he ever would've thought.

It was the most relaxed, most relieved Izzy had been in a long time, but he still wanted more, even if he felt he didn't deserve it.

He never would've pursued it ordinarily, admitted it to anyone besides himself, if his drunken self hadn't betrayed him entirely.

But that change, the change Stede brought on, was a good change too.

When they'd met again the next morning, Izzy more pissy than usual with his aching head, he thought Stede may have forgotten it based on his aimless ramblings filled with pleasantries that Izzy had to bite his tongue to sit through. 

Stede asked him again to meet him later in his room, and Izzy agreed; he hadn't expected what happened. 

He supposed it would be like the previous night, a pleasant conversation, perhaps a shared meal, a drink or two, though certainly not as much as they'd indulged it before.

And it had started that way. There was something about Stede, something that used to make Izzy's skin crawl, his anger, his annoyance overpowering everything else he felt about it, but now it only filled him with warmth, an easy, familiar feeling that allowed him to unwind. That must've been why he didn't suspect anything, certainly not when he and Stede shared a drink, casually picking at a tray of assorted snacks he'd prepared.

Maybe he should've; when Stede sat next to him this time, instead of sitting across from on the other side of his long table. It could still be ignored whenever they bumped shoulders or when one of them shifted slightly, their knees accidentally touching, or when they both reached forward at the same time, hands colliding for the briefest second before Izzy pulled back.

Until their food was finished, abs the conversation lulled, a not uncomfortable silence enveloping them as they nursed their drinks, and Stede, seeming to muster all of his courage, leaned into him, curling into Izzy's side and resting his glass on his shoulder with a content sigh.

Izzy stiffened, and his muscles didn't relax again for a long time, but they both kept the silence, and Stede didn't move.

His breath was steady, ghosting against Izzy's cheek and leaving a faint trace of Stede's wine, fruity and rich. While his hair was soft, delicate strands brushing against and tickling his ear, but he couldn't be bothered at the proximity, at his hair that was too lovely and soft and clean to ever belong to a pirate, yet here Stede was. Izzy wondered if it was Stede's pulse or his own that he felt, drumming violently against his skin, wondered if it mattered.

Not long afterwards, Izzy excused himself, and they parted ways; this time, he had no excuse for his blush.

-

He didn't know why Stede kept inviting him, or why he kept coming.

It wasn't something he was familiar with. His family had never been awfully affectionate. And as he got older, as he became a pirate, the opportunities became fewer and fewer.

Most contact came during a fight, in the form of a sword or gun or swinging fist, where the only pleasure that could be found came from the adrenaline coursing through his body, the satisfaction of winning, of surviving. There were few other means that arose on a ship aside from boyish tussling, accidentally knocking shoulders with his crewmates, or the rare moments of intimacy when he let someone else, let Ed, tend to his wounds after a particularly bad fight.

But Stede Bonnet came along with his eccentric, unpirate-like ideals and continued to confuse Izzy the same way he had since the first day he met. Bringing that unnecessary frivolity with him and introducing everyone to lavish comforts they didn't want to forgo. 

That, he supposed, was why he continued to join Stede; he didn't want to give it up just yet.

Which was why he was sitting on his couch, thumbing through a book from Stede's library, which was still a horrible idea, even if it made for interesting entertainment, with Stede next to him, hand holding Izzy's as he thumbed through his own novel.

It was one of the more relaxing ways he'd spent an evening in quite awhile, or it would've been, if there wasn't one thing nagging him, making his mouth twitch as the uncomfortable feeling spread. "Stop that?"

"What?"

"The hand," he murmured, gesturing with his neck as he struggled to insert his bookmark with only one hand.

"Oh," he let go, a slight frown tugging at his face as he leaned away a touch. "Sorry."

"Not you. Just tickled a bit."

Stede paused, the smile returning with a playful twist, "You're ticklish?"

He grunted, eyeing him warily. "Guess so. Never really been before."

"I've gotten into a few good-natured scuffles in my time. It can be quite fun!"

"You like it?" He couldn't help asking, surprised at the sudden admission. 

"Well, I've certainly always enjoyed it."

Izzy huffed out a laugh. He supposed it wasn't that surprising; Stede always had been odd, and it was just like him to like that kind of thing, something so strangely cute.

Leaning back, his eyes raked over Stede, cautiously debating in his head. It was clear as day that Stede was comfortable with him; the only limiting factor seemed to be Izzy's own hesitance, his lack of familiarity with the casual touches Stede so readily gave. He was being quite open about his fondness for tickling, almost suspiciously so. And while Izzy had never even dreamed of tickling someone before, had never even been the one to initiate contact between him and Stede in a non-violent manner, he supposed that here, now, wouldn't be a bad time to start.

"Let's see it then," he shifted, angling his body as he leaned closer to Stede, searching his eyes for any tinge of desire, of excitement.

"Go right ahead!"

His smile grew, eyes brightening at the prospect, but there was an undercurrent of shyness there, weighing down his cheerful expression, matching Izzy's own nerves. 

Slowly, he reached his hand out, touch and hesitant as he dragged in along Stede's arm, grazing his silken shirt. While Izzy had never been tickled directly, he'd experienced it plenty of times through accidental touches brushing against his own sensitive spots, so he had a fair idea where Stede would be ticklish; he just didn't know how much he could handle, yet.

Keeping his touch light, Izzy placed a hand in his stomach, unable to help a smile at his small gasp, and gently dug his fingers in, scratching at him through the cloth. 

At his deep breath, Izzy's eyes flitted back up to Stede's face, taking in his widening smile, perhaps brighter than he'd ever seen it before, as a giggle erupted from his lips, more pushing through in a steady stream of laughter as Izzy brought his other hand up to squeeze Stede's sides.

"Pretty sensitive, aren't you, Bonnet?"

"I suhuhppohose!" He huffed out, hands clenching and unclenching in his lap, trying to stay still for Izzy.

"I wonder where else…" he hummed, fingers dragging up towards his ribs, lightly pinching the crevices as Stede huffed. He was less ticklish there, but it was worth it to see the way his eyes crinkled, squeezing shut with a whine at Izzy's relentless pokes and prods to the area.

He continued exploring, marveling at how his armpits made Stede shoot his arms down, his resolve not to impede Izzy crumbling at the overwhelming sensations, while his neck made him scrunch up, looking oddly reminiscent of a turtle. Even his ears were ticklish, and quite sensitive to gentle scratches and traces, even more so when Izzy blew gentle puffs of air on them, making him squeal.

But his knees were probably his favorite spot. If only for the fact that when he squeezed it, the most adorably obnoxious snort burst from Stede, forcing him to bury his face in Izzy's shoulder in shame, while the other desperately tried and succeeded to produce the noise again. 

Gentle tickling seemed to get to him worse, if the way he shrieked when Izzy's nails glided against the backs of knees were anything to go off of. Even if it only produced quieter giggles compared to the full-bellied laughter Izzy knew he could force, it was better for watching Stede, seeing the miniscule changes in his expression, in his voice, and for allowing Stede to focus on Izzy's occasional teasing.

"Still having fun, Bonnet?" 

"Of… cohohuhurse!" He exclaimed, a tired sheen to his eye at how long it'd been, but his joy was much more prominent. 

Izzy opened his mouth but quickly snapped it shut, head swiveling around at the sound of the door opening,only to find Ed standing there, a confused grin hanging on his face.

"Is this what you two are always doing in here?" He laughed, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him.

"Ed!" Stede breathed out, face brightening again at the sight of his as he sat up straight, trying to smooth out his clothes, his hair, all while keeping his eyes locked on his partner.

Izzy stood up, taking a step away from Stede as his gaze flickered between the two. Would Ed mind him touching Stede like this? Stede had said it was fine, but he wouldn't want to overstep more than he already had, wouldn't want to take anything more from Ed.

"Well come on, mate," Ed faced Izzy, smile shifting into something devious as he walked closer, "why stop now?"

"You… don't mind?" He couldn't help asking, still not sure how he fit into a situation like this.

"Stede, you mind?"

"Nahat at all… I was just showing Izzy how fun tickling could be. He was much better than I would've thought!"

"Is that so?" Ed smiled, walking past Izzy to sit down next to Stede. "Think he's shown you enough yet, Iz?"

"Not quite. I think he still has a bit more to show us," he sat down on the other side of Stede, accepting Ed's acceptance of his role there. If it didn't bother Ed, then he wouldn't let it bother him anymore, even if he was sure everything between them wasn't exactly resolved yet.

Stede laughed nervously, glancing between them, "What else is it you want to see?"

"Mostly…" Ed hummed, grabbing one of his arms to wrench it above his head, waiting for Stede's nod of approval before digging into his underarm, "to see you laugh your ass off."

"Ehehehed!" He cackled, helplessly flailing, and Izzy took that as his cue, bringing his hands back down to squeeze at his thighs and knees.

If Ed wanted to push him, he could do that. And, judging from looking at them, Izzy guessed this wasn't the first time something like this had transpired between Ed and Stede. He only wondered if Stede had realized how awfully ticklish Ed was too, a secret Izzy had long since learned and guarded, but didn't seem inappropriate to reveal later, after they'd finished with Stede.

"Ihihizzy!"

"C'mon Stede, you keep saying our names like that. Just spit it out. What's on your mind?" Ed cooed, lightening up on his tickling to give him a moment to breathe.

"Ihihit's a lohot," he panted, grinning from ear to ear, "buhut it's fuhuhun."

"'Course it is. We're just getting started," Ed purred, delighting in how Stede's flush grew at his words, heart skipping a beat.

Izzy watched Ed kiss Stede's forehead, an uncomfortable pang shooting through him, until Ed turned back to him with a grin and wink, and together they resumed tickling Ed to bits.

-

"Good time, love?" Ed smiled afterwards, helping Stede to his bed.

"Yes, it was all quite lovely," he sighed dreamily, pulling him into a quick kiss. "But I do like it more when you're the one under me."

Ed reddened at that, laughing away his nerves as he glanced back at Izzy, who was awkwardly trailing towards the door.

"Where are you going, mate?"

"I thought it was time to excuse myself," he cleared his throat, averting his eyes. 

"No, no. Come here," Stede beckoned, and Izzy supposed he never really could say no to him that easily, certainly not now, so he swallowed and stepped closer and closer until he was standing by Stede's bedside.

Stede took a breath, reaching out for him, cupping his face, bringing his own closer, as he whispered, "May I?"

Izzy's eyes flickered to Ed's face, seeing only a smile and the slightest nod, not a hint of jealousy or resentment to be found. And so, he allowed himself to once again indulge in the luxuries that came along with Stede Bonnet, closing the distance between them to capture his lips in a gentle kiss.

Stede beamed at him when they pulled back, and he could only wonder if his face was as hot as it felt, practically petrified until Ed grabbed his hand, tugging him forward. "Come on, Iz. Get comfortable," he said, shrugging off his own leather jacket and slipping off his boots before he slid into bed beside Stede.

Even Stede's large bed was a bit cramped with the three of them, but Izzy thought it may have just been the best sleep he'd ever had. 

It was only affirmed by what he considered the best morning of his life as he woke up in the early hours, watching the sun stream in through Stede's windows, illuminating the two beside him that made it all feel so divine.

A faint breeze blew in, the cold weather penetrating the peace of their haven as he curled further into bed, into Ed and Stede, suddenly reminded on what day it was. As he stared at them, he could only smile, feeling at peace. He didn't know what the future would hold, but as long as he had them, he could feel secure and welcome the new year, whatever it brought.

[abihasablog]

Late night giggles

Commission for @ticklespls, also on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49049692

At some point in their relationship, Izzy had stopped grumbling about Stede’s need to cling, and that seemed to have been his first mistake. Stede had stopped paying him any mind when he realised he didn’t mean it, but once Izzy had stopped acting like the constant touching and cuddling bothered him, the floodgates burst wide open. The opening of said floodgates led to one very tired and grabby Stede collapsing on top of him on their bed after a night of overindulgence with Ed and the crew. 

Slightly pink cheeked, Stede nuzzled against the back of Izzy’s neck with a content sigh as Ed flopped down next to them. 

“So soft,” Stede mumbled. “Ed, isn’t Izzy so soft?”

“Don’t answer that,” Izzy grunts. He tries to roll over to dislodge his boneless captain, but Stede was apparently determined to use him as a body pillow. “Would you fucking move?”

“Can’t. Sleeping.” 

“Yeah Iz, he’s sleeping. You wouldn’t wake your captain up while he’s sleeping, would you?”

“I’ll toss the sleeping captain into the sea if he doesn’t shift,” Izzy tries to push himself up again, but collapses in a huff when Stede doesn’t budge. “At least let me turn over!”

“Give it up mate,” Ed giggles, getting comfortable beside them amongst the nest of blankets and pillows. “You’re there ‘till breakfast.” 

“S’true,” Stede mumbles, nuzzling closer, and Izzy sighs, resigning himself to his fate. At least Stede wasn’t all elbows and knees. The peace lasts for a few minutes, the three of them settling into sleep, before an annoying itch in his foot wakes Izzy up again.

“Ed,” Izzy hisses. No reply. “Ed, wake up.” He gets a snore in response. 

Izzy squirms underneath Stede's weight, huffing into the pillow. "Fucking get off, I need to scratch my foot."

Ed's head pops up from under the blanket with suspicious speed for someone who was supposedly just asleep. Slowly, a wicked smile spreads across his face.

"I'll scratch it for you," he says coyly.

"No you fucking won’t! ” He kicks fruitlessly at Ed’s hands, which have already latched around his ankles and are tugging them free of their entanglement with Stede’s legs. “Edward!” 

“What’s the matter?” Stede pushes himself up enough to turn towards the commotion, eyes glassy from tiredness. Ed grins at him smugly, easily overpowering Izzy’s weak attempts at escape. 

“Izzy has an itch on his foot.” 

“Okay?” 

“So ‘m gonna scratch it for him.” 

“Why has he gone pink, though?” 

“Oh,” Ed yanks Izzy by the ankles so he’s got a solid grip. “Because he’s ticklish.” 

“No I am not! ” Izzy’s blush spreads to his ears. His legs no longer a viable weapon, he pulls the pillow from under Stede’s head and smacks Ed square in the face. Unphased, Ed snatches it and tosses it away. He lifts his hand slowly into the air, clenching and wiggling his fingers for Izzy to see. 

“You’re really squirming around for someone who isn’t ticklish,” Stede quips, suspiciously more awake than he was moments ago. 

“That’s because he’s the most ticklish person in the world,” Ed drops his hand to skitter his fingertips along his soles. Izzy bites his lip and squeezes his eyes shut, but then he can’t anticipate Ed’s next move, so he snaps them open again. 

“Are you alright, Izzy?” Stede asks him, a note of concern lacing his words, and it’s so saccharine it almost gives Izzy a toothache. “Ed, maybe if Izzy doesn’t enjoy it…?” 

“Oh, he does,” Ed grins at them both, the sort of expression that promises mischief and mirth in equal measure. “Unless that’s changed from the last time, Iz? You remember that time a while ago when you pulled a muscle in your back, and Fang offered to help? You got so wound up about it because you didn’t want him to see how ticklish you are, and how it just makes you melt. ” 

“ Edward. ” Izzy flushes red. “That’s bullshit, never happened. And even if I was ticklish I wouldn’t like it!” 

“Liar,” Ed jabs a finger at the sole of his foot. “Don’t be embarrassed because Stede’s here! He’s super fucking ticklish too, y’know.”

“Well!” Stede bristles, puffing up in offense, and then immediately deflating and looking sheepish. “Actually, yes, I suppose you’re right. It really is nothing to fuss about, and can actually be quite fun!” 

“Nope.” 

“Yes!” Ed wriggles his fingers closer to his target, watching with glee as Izzy’s resolve begins to slip. Just as Izzy opens his mouth to tell him exactly what he thought of him, Ed dropped his hand to start gently wiggling over his sole. Izzy slams his hands over his mouth immediately. 

“Oop, it seems like someone’s trying not to laugh!” Stede teases. Izzy scowls at him. See if he ever intervenes when Ed is tormenting him again. “Oh, do put that pout away. I so love to hear you laugh.” 

“He always does this, acts like he isn’t desperate to get his shit wrecked.” Ed trails his fingers up towards his toes, poking them in between and wiggling. Izzy jerks his leg violently as a rogue burst of laughter escapes him, nearly dislodging his foot from Ed’s grasp. Ed huffs at him, and readjusts himself so he’s got a leg thrown over Izzy’s shins, well and truly trapping him. At the same time, as if sharing a mind, Stede moves silently beside him to pull his taut body against his own. 

“Is Edward right?” His breath tickles against his ear and he shivers. “Do you want us to make you laugh?” 

“No!” It sounds unconvincing even to Izzy. Stede’s hands slide up to his sides and pet at them, nothing more than what they normally do late at night. Stede loves to touch, Izzy knows personally. He lets himself imagine for a moment how things could be if he just gave in. The casual touches morphing into something with more intent… Izzy shudders at the thought. As though he could read his mind, Stede curls his fingers into claws and digs into his belly. 

It doesn’t break the dam that was Izzy’s resolve, but it definitely cracks it. His breath turns ragged as he tries to channel the laughter into something, anything else - it was a matter of pride at this point. Ed seems to sense he’s about to break, and with a wicked grin, wiggles his fingers in between his toes.  

Izzy erupts into laughter, tossing his head back against Stede’s chest and writhing in the strong grip of his arms. 

“There we go!” Ed laughs triumphantly. He hones in on the spot that made Izzy break, teasing the soft skin with his fingertips. Izzy scrunches his toes and stretches his ankles in a weak escape attempt, but Ed is a devious tickler and always has been. “Nuh uh, get those toes back.” 

Izzy whines and kicks about it, but does as he’s told without question. His body and mind are halfway to mush already, and as Stede’s hands ascend to draw along his ribs, he feels himself giving in. Ed takes one of his feet in each hand and works them over methodically, tracing wiggly lines from heel to toe and back again. It’s almost too much - almost. 

“Please,” he chokes out, giggling breathlessly and grabbing at Stede’s hands. 

“Please, what? What are you asking so prettily for?” Stede bats his hands away and continues the slow rise and fall of tickly fingers against his ribs. Izzy gets a grasp of Stede’s wrists, noticeably not trying to pull them off. Instead, he squeezes them as if to keep them there. If Stede realises what he’s doing, he doesn’t say anything. 

“Bet I know what he’s asking for,” Ed chuckles. He releases Izzy’s feet from his wicked grip and slowly turns himself around, crawling up the length of his body until he perches on his hips. “What Izzy’s trying to say is ‘Please, don’t stop tickling me, don’t stop until I’m a sobbing, gooey mess.’ Did I get that right, baby?” 

“Ed,” Izzy whines breathlessly, his watery eyes blinking up at his Captain, looming above him. He angles his chin up and lets his lips part, waiting. Ed’s expression seems to both soften and sharpen, his gaze dropping to his mouth. 

“I think he’s also asking for a kiss, my darling,” Stede says, the smile obvious in his voice. He’s stilled his hands to take in the scene in front of him, and sighs happily. “My two boys, so lovely. Kiss him, Edward.” 

Ed obliges with gusto, kissing with such force it steals Izzy’s breath. Ed’s hands cup his cheeks and wipe away a few stray tears of mirth. He pulls back, peppering his face with gentle kisses instead. “So good for us, aren’t you?” 

“Yes, Captain,” Izzy replies, not really sure what he’s agreeing to, but he always tended to agree with Ed anyway. 

“Will he continue being good, do you think Ed? I know I’ve not had the pleasure of tickling him to tears, but I do seem to be getting the hang of things.” Stede strokes Izzy’s hair back from his forehead. “I wonder if I can guess his favourite spot.” 

Without warning, he wriggles his fingers into Izzy’s soft belly, and the surprise of it shocks an actual squeal out of him. He grapples for Stede’s hands and collapses into hysterics, kicking his newly freed legs aimlessly. 

“Oh, that’s a good spot - try going nice and soft along the waistline, makes him purr real pretty.” Izzy was in hell (heaven), and had reached that point where even Ed’s words fucking tickled. There’s only a very small part of him now that wants to protest his words, but… it had been such a long time since he’d let himself feel like this. So instead of fighting, he feels himself preen at the praise. Ed hums, a pleased rumble deep in his chest that makes Izzy and Stede both shiver. “See? Such a sweetheart once the dickishness is tickled out of him.” 

“Why are you only telling me this now?” Stede’s fingers pinch higher up to his top ribs, and Izzy bats at him weakly. “I don’t think I ever want to let you leave this bed, Izzy. You’re to stay here forever so we can tickle you at our pleasure.”

A groan slips out between gasping laughter, and suddenly he feels shy. He turns to bury his face against Stede’s arm.

“Now, none of that!” Ed slips a finger up to stroke at the underside of Izzy’s chin and down to his neck. 

“Edward!” Izzy lurches away with a peel of breathy laughter, scrunching his shoulders up to try and dislodge Ed’s fingers. “Fuck off!” 

“Can’t fuck off while you’ve got my fingers trapped, now can I?” Ed wriggles them, and Izzy’s hands fly up from fending off Stede’s assault to latch on to his wrists. Of course, this gives Stede the opening to expand his assault by sliding one hand down to squeeze at the soft spot where his thigh meets his hip. With three of his most ticklish spots being targeted, Izzy feels the giddiness growing in his gut, and can’t help the giggles that pour from his mouth. “Aw, there we go,” Ed coos. “Look at you, haven’t seen you melt like this in ages.”

Ed and Stede both laugh along with him, and... well. Maybe it is a little bit nice to let go. He finds himself settling back into their hold and finally letting go. 

[radio-navlee]

It’s okay if you don’t do this one, but can you maybe do another fic of lee!noah being wrecked my team C.I.R.R.H?

Oh Em Gee. How could I say no to a Lee Noah request?<3

Smarty Pants

Not only were they stuck with the worst team name possible, the person who stuck them with it transferred onto another team! Now instead of a crazy fan girl, they had an actual insane crazy girl. Noah pouted on the plane thinking “How could this season be anymore sucker?”

“Hey Noah? Do you think if I were to eat raw chicken, then a hot pepper, would it make cooked chicken in my belly?” Owen chuckled

Noah gave him a look, a ‘wtf did u just say’ kind of look. He was used to Owens goofy questions and nasty food combos, he wasn’t gonna waste a breath on answering that.

“Better question! If you ate, like swallowed, a whole tomato and then, you know those street performers? Yea, those guys who shove swords down their throat! Do you think they could chop up the tomato?” Izzy questioned excitedly.

‘God this was such a headache!’ Noah thought. Apparently Izzy god forsaken question sparked up a conversation which included Tyler, Izzy, Owen, and weirdly enough, Alejandro... Is what Noah thought.

Alejandro was actually watching Noah. He could tell something wasn’t right with Noah, he could tell that Noah was very untrusting of him. And Al didn’t know why.

Alejandro got up and sat next to him. Noah didn’t notice and kept thinking to himself, almost dozing off.

“Noah? You ok?” Al asked, he acted like he cared but really he was trying to get blackmail or something out of him. Noah jumped a bit not expecting Al to be talking to him or sitting next to him

“Now I’m not, you’re talking to me.” Noah said sarcastically, slightly smiling when he saw Al needing to calm himself before speaking.

“Are you always this sarcastic?” Al sighed

“Depends, do you always ask dumb questions?”

“Noah you making it really hard to talk to you, friend!”

“Then don’t? I was just fine not talking, what makes you think I want to talk to YOU?” Noah growled, getting pissed at this point

“Somebody’s grumpy,”

"Whatever!" Noah sighed, leaving Al angry.

“Guys! Guys! Do you I could be the mama monkey and Noah could be my son and I’d have to pick the dirt off him like they do on TV?” Izzy exclaimed

“Woah! No, you are not touching m-” Noah was interrupted

“Izzy I love your creativity, I bet Noah would love it even more!” Al smiled at Noah expense. Izzy began pinching at Noah’s clothes acting like she was picking off dirt.

“Izzy you would make a great monkey mom!” Owen laughed

Al noticed Noah started to squirm and his eyes were all panicked. Izzy kept picking at Noah’s clothes, accidentally pinching his skin at sometimes. Noah would jump every time, almost curling in on him self.

“Noah? Why do you look so distraught my friend?”

Noah just shook his head, not risking a giggle to slip out.

“Uh oh Izzy! I don’t think Noah likes your act!”

Izzy turned to Al confused. Noah turned to Al with panic.

“No! No Izzy I did like it, very creati-tive, HEHMP!” Noah tried to pled but Al put his hand over his mouth.

“He lying Izzy!”

Izzy growled and dug her hands into Noah making him squeal. Izzy wasn’t even trying to tickle Noah, she was just mad.

“Uh oh, somebody’s about to find out Noah’s ticklish!” Owen whispered to Tyler.

“Noah’s ticklish?” Tyler said out loud.

“OWPHEN!!” Noah muffled under Al’s hand,

“Oh so that’s what that was!” Al said grabbing Noah’s hands and pinning it above him.

Noah shook his head violently, squirming around to try to get free. Al was very strong, and Noah was very weak, who knew!

"Owen you knew Noah was ticklish?" Al asked, reaching to poke at Noahs sides

"Well, just look at him! He was squirming like a earth worm!" Owen joked

"NONONONONO!" Noah begged trying to dodge Als hands

"Noah stop moving!" Al grumbled, deciding to just sit on Noah's legs to keep him for moving.

"Owen I swear to god, once I'm out of this your so dead!" Noah threated, snapping his mouth shut as Al finally latched his hands onto Noah's sides.

“There we go! So Owen mind elaborating on what you mean?” Al yapped.

“Well, it was the first season and me and Noah had just met!-“

“OWEHEN!!”

“He was reading this book and I decided to cheer him up. It’s strange though, he gets weird after you tickle him.” Owen explained, turning to look at Noah to see his head hung in defeat and face burning red.

“Aw how cute,” Al teased moving spots randomly to try to get Noah to break.

“Huh, anybody wanna help me out here?” Al spoke

That one sectance alone sent shivers down Noah’s spine, it’s good that nobody in that room has ever tickled Noah, but that makes it worse.

Owen sat down towards Noah’s legs, Izzy sitting closer to Noah, and Tyler just there to keep his arms up and pined.

“Wow Noah, I never seen you this worried before. Something wrong?”

“Y-Yeah! You guys are about to gang up on me for no reason! I have a right to be scared!”

“scared of a little tickles?” Al said wiggling his fingers close to Noah stomach making him suck in to try to get away

“Stop thAHAT!” Noah squeaked as Al dove his hands straight to his stomach.

“Oh shoot, did we start already?” Owen asked jumping in to start tickling the top of Noah’s knee. Noah kicked out like a reflex every time Owen touched his skin

“GAH-hehehAHaHa! Quihihit ihit!!” Noah giggled

“There’s that nice laugh!” Al smirked

“Eheheahat. Shihihit!” Noah growled

Al scoffed in anger, sadly for Noah this just encouraged Al to get him back harder. Al moved his hands lower, underneath where his belly button would be. Owen moved his hands to his calves. the combo of spots made Noah insane, he needed something to take his mind off it.

“Aw poor thing, bad spot Noah?” Al teased

“FUhUhahuKIng STAhAHoP!!” Noah shook his head violently

“Izzy why don’t you join in?” Al asked

“Hmmm, that’s a good question! I was waiting for the right moment!” Izzy spoke softly fluttering her fingers around Noah’s neck and ears.

Noah squealed falling into a fit of child like giggles

“this is fun!” Izzy said

“Indeed,” Al agreed suddenly changing positions to squeeze Noah’s hips.

“FUHAHAHAHCK!!” Noah gasped bucking from side to side. Owen began to massage into both Noah calves, using his thumb to add pressure into the boy.

Noah screamed kicking out, cackling like crazy. Seeing Noah like this made Al feel two different things. First, satisfaction for Noah making a fool of him, and second, Awe for never seeing Noah like this ever. Laughing freely, well I guess not freely, he has no choice.

“GOHOHOHOHOD GET OFFFFFF!!” Noah begged

“I think Noah’s getting tired guys!” Owen spoke backing off

“Tried? Nah, Noah are you tired” Al jokingly asked

“SHIHIHIT! YES I AHAHAHAAMMM!!” Noah threw his head back

Izzy began to stop, which was a surprise to everybody. Turns out she just saw a rat run across the floor and needed a new ‘ally’.

“Al, you might wanna stop soon. I don’t think he can take much more” Owen said softly

“PLEAHEHEHEASE!!!”

“Fine, but he has to apologize!”

“FOHOHOR WHAHAT!!”

“For saying, implying, that it’s such a bore to talk to me!” Al said dramatically

“IM SOHOHORRY!! IM SOHORRY!! YOURE NAHAHAT A BOHORE TO TALK TOHOHOHO!!” Noah took in a breath of air as soon as Al stopped.

“There! Now was that so hard?” Al spoke

Noah just giggled back at Al, transitioning to the ‘weird’ Owen was talking about.

Noah spent the rest of the day, all smiles and giggles. When he woke up the next morning, he tried to forget anything abt the day before. ‘God I was such a headache!’

-Navy out! :)

[princesslightgiggles]

Truth or Dare

As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, Clary, Jace, Magnus, Alex, Simon, and Izzy found themselves in the rare luxury of downtime. They had decided to let loose and be young for a night, shedding the weight of their responsibilities and the memories of the week's battles. Truth or dare seemed like the perfect game to indulge in, a chance to laugh and bond without the looming threat of demons and danger.

The group gathered in the cozy living room of Magnus' loft, surrounded by soft cushions and flickering candles. Laughter filled the air as they took turns spinning the bottle and sharing secrets or performing silly dares. When it was Simon's turn, he chose "dare" without hesitation, eager to join in the fun.

He reached for a card from the pile, his heart racing with anticipation. As he unfolded it, a blush crept across his cheeks at the dare written in bold letters. "Allow the person to your left to tickle your bare feet for 2 minutes."

Simon's heart skipped a beat as he glanced nervously at Izzy, who sat to his left, a playful smirk on her lips. He knew all too well how ticklish he was, and the mere thought of being tickled in front of the others made his stomach churn with nervousness. He could already imagine himself giggling and squirming like crazy, unable to control his reactions and making a complete fool of himself, particularly in front of Jace (who he thought must be way too tough to be ticklish). But he didn't want to be a spoil sport, especially not tonight. Swallowing his pride, he nodded reluctantly, steeling himself for what was to come.

Izzy wasted no time, her fingers trailing lightly over Simon's bare feet. Instantly, he erupted into fits of giggles, his body squirming uncontrollably as Izzy's touch sent waves of ticklish sensation coursing through him. The others laughed and cheered, egging Izzy on as she continued to tease and torment Simon with relentless precision.

Two minutes felt like an eternity as Simon endured the tickling, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and his breath coming in short gasps between bursts of laughter. He tried to stifle his giggles and keep his reactions under control, but it was no use. Every touch sent him into spasms of laughter, his body twisting and writhing in a futile attempt to escape.

When the ordeal finally ended, Simon was a breathless, giggling mess, his cheeks flushed and his hair disheveled. He couldn't meet anyone's gaze, overcome with embarrassment at his own inability to control his reactions. But when he finally looked up, he saw Izzy gazing at him with a look of pure affection, her eyes shining with warmth and admiration.

"You're a good sport, Simon," she whispered, her voice soft and sincere.

Simon felt a surge of gratitude wash over him at Izzy's words, a warmth spreading through him that had nothing to do with the lingering ticklish sensation in his feet. In that moment, he realised just how much he was falling for Izzy and had just the faintest inkling that the feeling might be mutual. And as they settled back into the game, laughter filling the air once more, Simon couldn't help but feel grateful for pulling that card, despite the torture he had to endure.

[bigdumbtickler03]

Got bored so I drew Izzy Hands getting tickled silly by Ed and Stede 👉👈

little bastard deserves a good belly tickling~

(I’m so proud of how this came out 😳)

[dollechan]

n sei pq mas me deu vontade de fazer uma lista de quais ggs de kpop vcs minhas mooties maravilhosas combinam (n precisa ler se n quiser).

sunny (@sunriize) - newjeans refrescante, como um suco bem gelado no verão. n sei explicar mas toda vez que tu posta me dá a sensação de novidade (até pq é) oq me lembra mt a época de debut das calças novas. uma música: Cool With You!

lala (@ncdreaming) - loona falecido loona, n sei o pq exatamente eu acho que vc combina com esse grupo mas pra mim passa a vibe (principalmente da unit oec), acho que é user n sei. uma música: Butterfly!

nina (@imninahchan) - blackpink e kiof vão me dizer que não faz sentido?? essa vibe girlboss do bp com o estilo do kiof é simplesmente muito nina. uma música: Nobody Knows e So Hot!

izzy (@moonlezn) - fromis_9 outro q eu simplesmente n sei o motivo mas coloquei. acho a izzy elegante na escrita dela de alguma forma, e isso me remete a elegância q o fromis tá trazendo nos seus últimos trabalhos. uma música: #menow!

solie (@hansolsticio) - kiof + twice olha solie o kiof foi mais pelo teu tema mesmo viu mas acho que o twice entra aq pq sempre senti que doce um grupo "doce", e pra mim vc é um doce de pessoa ent fez sentido. uma música: Midas Touch e Fancy!

ren (@markiefiles) - aespa e XG qm disser que a ren n é uma das únicas que traz algo diferente das outras aq tá mentindo, assim como esses dois grupos a ren tem uma singularidade e originalidade mt forte na comunidade, ent achei q combinava. uma música: I'll Make You Cry e X-GENE

nene (@lucuslavigne) - lesserafim e purple kiss o lessera me deixa animada a cada comeback, assim como a nene me deixa animada pra ler quando ela posta algo, na minha cabeça vcs combinam MT. ja o pk tá aí pq eu sei que ela gosta de escrever algo diferente e com uma pitada de terror (coisa q o pk serve horrores) ent casou perfeito aí. uma música: Swan Song e Can We Talk Again!

innie (@didinii) - gidle nunca vi uma pessoa com tanta confiança em si mesma quanto eu vejo com essa guria. mulher tu nasceu pra cantar QUEENCARD IM HOT MY BOOB AND BOOTY IS HOT se vc descordar eu te mato. uma música: $$$ (dollar)!

klim (@klimtjardin) - s.e.s e loona tá olha: suavidade e nostalgia do ses + doçura e jovialidade do loona = klim, é difícil achar um grupo que se encaixe no teu conceito único mas o yyxy faz bem esse trabalho. e sobre o ses… são clássicas, e pra mim vc já é uma escritora clássica dessa comunidade. uma música: love4eva e Red Angel

duda (@cheolcam) - Red Velvet duda vc tem dois lados: Red = quando vc tá dboa e Velvet= tesão. é isso, te amo. uma música: I Just

sun (@sunshyni) - stayc n me pergunte o pq, te acho divertida e pra mim as músicas do isteici tbm são ent… uma música: Beautiful Monster

mika (@lovesuhng) - sistar sempre imagino teu blog com uma praia bastante frequentada e cheia de ambulante, e como praia e verão são praticamente as mesmas coisas coloquei as rainhas do verão aq. uma música: MA BOY

[most-fuckable-character-showdown]

Characters included in the showdown

If any of these characters are repeated or under 18 please let me know asap so I can switch them out

Remus Sanders from Sanders Sides (17)

Janus Sanders from Sanders Sides (14)

Logan Sanders from Sanders Sides (13)

Eda Clawthorne from The Owl House (13)

Roman Sanders from Sanders Sides (11)

Virgil Sanders from Sanders Sides (10)

Din Djarin/Mandalorian from The Mandalorian (10)

Remy Sanders from Thomas Sanders Shorts (10)

Patton Sanders from Sanders Sides (9)

Noise from Roleslaying with Roman (8)

The Once-ler from the Lorax (7)

Sans from Undertale (6)

Angel from Hell’s Belles (5)

Julian Devorak from The Arcana (5)

William Afton from fnaf (4)

Ingo from Pokémon (4)

Leon S Kennedy from Resident Evil (4)

Anxiety Sanders from Thomas Sanders Shorts (4)

Clay Puppington from Moral Orel (4)

Youngblood from Roleslaying with Roman (4)

Bill Cipher from Gravity Falls (3)

Shane from The L Word (3)

Jameson Jackson from Jacksepticeye (3)

The Other Side of the Pillow from Thomas Sanders Shorts (3)

Virgil the Rat from Ride the Cyclone (3)

Kylo Ren from Star Wars (3)

Megamind from Megamind (3)

Bucky Barnes from MCU (3)

Spider-Man (Andrew Garfield) from No Way Home (3)

Mike from Roleslaying with Roman (3)

Ryker from Roleslaying with Roman (3)

Roman from Roleslaying with Roman (3)

Raine Whispers from The Owl House (3)

Vash the Stampede from Trigun Stampede (3)

Nicholas D Wolfwood from Trigun (3)

Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Night Vale (2)

Sage Lesath from Last Legacy (2)

L Lawliet from Death Note (2)

Crowley from Good Omens (2)

Dr. Bright from SCP Foundation (2)

Shrek from Shrek (2)

Peter Cola from CNP (2)

Peppino from Pizza Tower (2)

Tangerine from Bullet Train (2)

Luis Sera from Resident Evil 4 (2)

Darius from The Owl House (2)

Hannibal Lecter from Hannibal (2)

Alastor from Hazbin Hotel (2)

Enjorlas from Les Miserables (2)

Jessie from Pokémon (2)

James from Pokémon (2)

Mettaton EX from Undertale (2)

Sampo Koshi from Honkai Star Rail (2)

Wilford Warfstache from Markiplier (2)

The Narrator from The Stanley Parable (2)

Shego from Kim Possible (2)

Lady Dimitrescu from Resident Evil (2)

Blackbeard from Our Flag Means Death (2)

Orange Side from Sanders Sides (2)

Lucio from The Arcana (2)

Burgundy Red from Roleslaying with Roman (2)

Puff Puff Humbert from Your Favorite Martin (2)

Viktor Humphries from Slime Rancher (2)

Angel Dust from Hazbin Hotel (2)

Miss Secondopinionson from Moral Orel (2)

Eggman from Sonic (2)

Spamton from Deltarune (1)

The Corinthian from The Sandman (1)

Asra Alnazar from The Arcana (1)

Felix Escellun from Last Legacy (1)

Edwin from Gummy and the Doctor (1)

Hatori from Fruits Basket (1)

Izzy Hands from Our Flag Mean Death (1)

Undyne from Undertale (1)

Glamrock Freddy from fnaf: security breach (1)

Gummy from Gummy and the Doctor (1)

Nadia Satrinava from The Arcana (1)

Scorpia from She Ra (1)

Jareth the Goblin King from Labyrinth (1)

Vaporeon from Pokémon (1)

Rouge the Bat from Sonic (1)

Aaravos from The Dragon Prince (1)

Millions Knives from Trigun Stampede (1)

Spock from Star Trek (1)

Toriel from Undertale (1)

Bowser from Super Mario (1)

Shota Aizawa from My Hero Academia (1)

Tom Nook from Animal Crossing (1)

Critic Sanders from Thomas Sanders Shorts (1)

Skeletor from Masters of the Universe (1)

Elias Bouchard from The Magnus Archives (1)

Asmodeus from Obey Me (1)

Guillermo from What We do in the Shadows (1)

Asgore Dreemurr from Deltarune (1)

Dio Brando from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (1)

Tenth Doctor from Doctor Who (1)

Death from Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (1)

Red Guy from Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared (1)

Padme from Star Wars (1)

Archibald Asparagus from Veggie Tales (1)

Shen Jiu from The Scum Villain’s Self Saving System (1)

Roxanne Wolf from fnaf: security breach (1)

Gomez Addams from The Addams Family (1)

Rick Sanchez from Rick and Morty (1)

Fiona from Shrek (1)

Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas (1)

Emile from Cartoon Therapy (1)

Vlad Masters from Danny Phantom (1)

Eyeless Jack from Creepypasta (1)

Merlin from Fate/Grand Order (1)

Verosika Mayday from Helluva Boss (1)

Ganondorf from The Legend of Zelda (1)

Michael Afton from fnaf (1)

Marvus Xoloto from Hiveswap (1)

Kim Kitsuragi from Disco Elysium (1)

Jang Jaeyoung from Semantic Error (1)

The Bog King from Strange Magic (1)

Batman from Batman (1)

Randy Jade from Dialtown (1)

Yor Forger from Spy x Family (1)

Mark Winters/Wavelength from Just Role With It (1)

Dr. Alto Clef from SCP Foundation (1)

Striker from Helluva Boss (1)

Stoic the Vast from How to Train your Dragon (1)

Bandit from Bluey (1)

Spain from Hetalia (1)

Dorian Gray from The Picture of Dorian Gray (1)

Muriel from The Arcana (1)

[chocos-universe]

hii cld u write liek a ler!alejandro and lee! either heather, noah or tyler?

Of course I can!

"I Like Girls"

___________________________________________--Okay. Alejandro is kiiiinndddaaa gettin' fed up with Tyler.--

___________________________________________

|Lee - Tyler -- Lers - Alejandro & Somewhat Lindsay|

___________________________________________

"Also returning this season, Tyler!" Chris announced with his usual smile as Tyler fell over onto some others with an 'oof'. "And, the co-host of Total Drama Aftermath, Bridgette!" "Woah!" Bridgette fell over onto Izzy, Ezekiel, and Tyler. "Yo, Chris! You forgot to introduce me!" Ezekiel pointed out with a frown as Chris sighed in annoyance. "And... Ezekiel." Chris didn't even hide his irritation. "And NOW to mix things up to keep it all fresh, we're adding two new competitors!" Chris smiled again as he held a '2' up with his fingers. He's an on a roll student with a diplomat(?) for a Dad, and an amazing ability to charm the pants off most species, Aleeejandroo!" Chris pointed his hands to the bus entrance where Alejandro stepped out with a smug yet charming little smile. "Pernaps I can assist?" He stepped down, helping Bridgette and Izzy up, their eyes full of absolutely love and admiration. "Wowww-ee..." Izzy said, a rare sense of calmness in her tone. "I... I... I-I have a boyfriend!" Bridgette stuttered, putting her hands up in defense. Though that blush wasn't fooling anyone. Poor Geoff. "And, amigos. Please, allow me" he then helped Ezekiel and Tyler up with his charming smile. "Woww-ee?" Ezekiel said in slight confusion. Kind of disgust. "I like girls!" Tyler said in defense, putting his hands in front of his chest. Alejandro just raised an eyebrow but kept his act on.

That's where this all started. No matter what Alejandro did to help Tyler or was even around him, it was always a "I like girls." It was getting on Alejandro's nerves quite a bit. No. A LOT a bit. It was like a toddler refusing to eat after a fight with its mom. No matter what Alejandro did to defuse the situation, nothing worked. Even though Tyler was useless in his eyes and meant nothing, he didn't like getting annoyed by something. Getting mad over small things is easy for him. But this? This was like a hurricane murdered his wife. He wanted to get this to stop, but how? That he was uncertain of. But he'll find a way.

And oh boy, did he.

In one challenge where they were all paired up in two, not in their OG teams, some were, some weren't. Alejandro was with Sierra as she was busy searching for something, Alejandro moved his eyes to take in his surroundings, his gaze landing on Tyler and Lindsay, who were quite far. I mean, Sierra was busy. What else could he do? "Awh, c'mon Kyler, pleaseee?" "It's Tyler, Linds... and no, I did everything else!" Tyler huffed and crossed his arms. "Kyyyylllerrr~" Lindsay giggled and squeezed the "jock's" sides "Do it!" Tyler let out a yelp and a small laugh as he pushed her hands away "Okay! Ohokay! Just nohot out in puhublic!" Tyler gave in instantly as Lindsay clapped her hands and bounced in place "Yay!" She smiled as Tyler spent over and started to move dusty rocks out the way. Alejandro turned away and looked at the ground, smirking. "Hey! I got the clue!" Serria said obnoxiously, snapping Alejandro out of his thoughts as she got a headstart. Alejandro just rolled his eyes and followed.

Currently, it was an off day, surprisingly. Chris HAD to go to the salon because his beautiful hair got fucked up in an early challenge they did yesterday, so he called it off until he was able to get it back into beauty shape. Well, Tyler is on his tippy-ties, trying to grab a glass for a drink he was making as then a familiar hand grabbed it for him. "Could've just asked, amigo." Alejandro said with the most friendliest smile he could muster as Tyler stepped back once and raised an eyebrow. He crossed his arms and looked away. "I like gi--" Before Tyler could finish, Alejandro shushed him by putting his finger over Tyler's mouth. "Don't even." Alejandro said in a not-so friendly tone, placing the cup down on the counter. Tyler just looked back, narrowing his eyes at Alejandro before slapping his hand away. "Can't charm me, Al! Like I said, I like girls!" Alejandro gritted his teeth when he heard the nickname "Al." If he could, he would strangle and throw Tyler off the damn plane himself. Though, he calmed himself. Thankfully... "Now, my friend... no need for such... name calling. Let's just talk, and--" Alejandro got cut off by a scoff from Tyler. God, he hated being interrupted. "Yeah? Well-- wh-what are YOU gonna do about it, Al?" Alejandro's eye twitched. If he wasn't so angry, he'd have flashbacks and cry in a corner right then and there. "Listen Here you, Pe--" Alejandro cut himself short as he recalled what he saw that one day and replaced his scowl with a smirk. "Well, you see, my dear friend. I happened to notice a little... well... playful banter between you and..." Alejandro thought for a moment before continuing "Lindsay. And I so dearly can't help but want to try it for myself!" Alejandro grinned, holding up a hand and wiggling his fingers. "W-Wait-- Al--" Tyler started off but got cut off by Alejandro's whisper "It's Alejandro."

And that was all he heard before the attack.

"W-Wahahahait--! Hehehey! What-- what gihihihihives?! Ahahahahal!" Tyler giggled and grabbed Alejandro's wrists as his fingers tickled his sides. "It's Alejandro, first off. Second off, I'm tired of your bullshit, amigo! And third off, you annoy me in every possible way, so maybe this should make you listen!" Alejandro said in an annoyed tone, poking at his belly and sides. "Chrihihihihist! Stohohohohp! *squeak*" "Pulling at my hands won't make me stop, Tiger." "Duhuhuhude! I like gihihihirls! What the hehehehell!" "And... there it is." Alejandro sighed and grabbed Tyler's hand, tracing his palm. "BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! W-WAHAHAHAIT!!--" Tyler shrieked and desperately tried to pull his hand away. "You brought this upon yourself, amigo. Oooh, I LiKe GiRlS! I LiKe GiRlS! Do ya ever shut up about that?" Tyler's face flushed as he oddly laughed harder at that "I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!-- I'M SORRY I'M SOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!" He leaned against the counter for support so he didn't fall down. Alejandro just rolled his eyes. "Hmmm... I wonder... is right here--" Alejandro got his answer as he tickled Tyler's knees, Tyler letting out a shreik. "Ah." Alejandro just chuckled as Tyler let out loud laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHAL--!!" "It's Alejandro!!" He squeezed Tyler's sides. "BAAAHAHAHAHA-- OKAY-- OHOHOHOHOHOKAY!!! AHAHAHAHAHALEJANDRO PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!" He squealed, pushing at Alejandro's hands, not knowing what else to do. "Are you going to quit calling me Al?" Alejandro said with a little shiver at the nickname "YEHEHEHEHES!!" "AND are you going to shut up about the whole "I like girls" thing?" "YEHEHEHEHES! YES, I SWEHEHEHEAR!!" Alejandro nodded and stopped.

Tyler gasped for air and collapsed to the ground, curling in a breathless, giggly ball. "I don't want to hear those two things ever again. Also, don't tell anyone about this. Especially Heather..." Alejandro crossed his arms as Tyler made a weak nod. "Okay... Ohokay... U-Uhunderstohood..." Alejandro just smirked and went back to normal. "Pleasure doing business with you, Tyler! I'll see ya next challenge!" Alejandro waved bye and walked away. God, he really hoped nobody heard or saw that.

Especially Heather.

❤️End🧡

[ticklishraspberries]

grey's anatomy headcanons!! ♡

i'm just doing the main 4 interns bc they are the only people i truly, truly care about so far. al*x k*rev will die by my sword so he isn't here. just my 4 baby interns....<333

cristina: very good at pretending that she isn't ticklish at all, and will threaten to kill anyone who tries. she's still not super ticklish, only in certain spots - under her arms, the backs of her knees. mostly hard to reach places, places that only a few people know about. burke knows, and is the only person she would never actually murder for it. meredith knows, too, but almost never does it because cristina screams bloody murder and flails with the intention to hurt. is a cruel, cold, and calculating ler who usually sees tickling as something childish and beneath her, but will do it if provoked.

george: very ticklish, hates being tickled because his brothers used to torture him when he was a child. i think he could be swayed to not mind it with people who are gentle and nice about it. his stomach and sides are his worst spots, and he literally falls to the ground when tickled. his laugh is loud and squeaky and he babbles and curses a lot between giggles. he'd be a gentle but mischevious ler, and very good at verbally teasing. he'd make little comments about your blush, your laugh, all your bad spots and how it makes sense to be ticklish there because of all the bundles of nerves...

izzie: has the cutest, most girly, high-pitched giggle when she gets tickled. also flails a lot, but her intention isn't to hurt anyone, its all involuntary and would be the only person in this show so far that ican imagine finding tickling fun, or at least the only person i could imagine ever admitting it. her neck is super ticklish and she squeals whenever her friends swipe their fingers over it when they pass her in the hallways. is a super playful ler that giggles along with you and calls you adorable the whole time.

meredith: averagely ticklish and has a very neutral view on it. she didn't have a playful relationship with anyone growing up, the only time it really ever happened was accidental brushes during sex. but once she gets into real romantic relationships and has a real tickle fight, she sort of gets the hype. her thighs and feet are her worst spots, and her laugh is actually very soft and breathy. she also kicks, so be careful!!! finds tickling other people fun, especially derek because he breaks so easily. is a quiet but calculated ler, knows everyone's bad spots and has them stored away for future use.

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any chance of an updated list?

Of course!!

Also, this is the NEW and FUCKING IMPROVED LIST, I alphabetized it so it’s even better than before >:3

Currently, we have 340 unique characters (if I counted right) and 487 total submissions. The top three most submitted fandoms are Homestuck, Danganronpa, and One Piece, excluding submissions that were spelt wrong or spelt differently. The top three submitted characters are Haiji Towa, Vriska Serket, and Stella Goeta (stella has so many submissions it’s funny)!

Finally, this is the raw, unedited list of characters submitted so far. Just because they are here doesn’t mean they’ll be in the tournament; it just means they’ve been submitted, regardless of media or what character they are!

as always, list under the cut!

This first list is for characters with two or more submissions. Characters who have three or more submissions will get first dibs in the tournament!

Akechi Goro

Akio Ohtori / Himemiya

Anakin Skywalker

Ansem the Wise

April O’Neil (2012)

Ardyn Izunia

Ayin

Azula

Bill Cipher

Boston

Bramblestar

Buzz McCallister

Caillou

Chibiusa

Childe

Cici

Cullen Rutherford

Darkstalker

Dazai Osamu

Dio

Dio (Zero Escape)

Donald Trump

Donquixote Doflamingo

Dr. John ‘Jack’ Seward

Drannus

Eichi Tenshouin

Elias Bouchard/Jonah Magnus

Eridan Ampora

Evan Hansen

Every Genshin Impact Character Ever

Glenn Quagmire

George Wickham

Greg Heffley

Haiji Towa

Happosai

Her Imperious Condescension

Higashikata Josuke

Huey Emmerich

Ibara Saegusa

Izzy Hands

JD

Jace Herondale / Wayland / Lightwood / Morgenstern

Jin Guangyao

John Gaius

Julia Mazzone

Junko Enoshima

Jurgen Leitner

Katsuki Bakugo

Kokichi Ouma

Kristoph Gavin

Kromer

Kusaka Masato

Kylo Ren

Kyubey

Lance Dubois

Le’garde

Live Action Buggy

Makima

Mal

Marvin Falsettos

Meenah Peixes

Merlin

Micah Bell

Michael

Minoru Mineta

Mr. Bungee

Pierce Hawthorne

Pierre

Princess Daisy

Ranpo Edogawa (Beast)

Regal Farseer

Ronaldo

Rose Quartz

Santa Claus

Sasuke Uchiha

Scrappy Doo

Sentinel Prime

Shiver

Shou Tucker

Simon

Simon Laurent

Sosuke Aizen

Spamton

Stella Goetia

Teddy / Kuma

The Maverick

The Metatron 

The Once-Ler

Thistleclaw 

Tony Stark

Tsumugi Aoba

Ty Betteridge

Val Velocity

Viren

Vriska Serkat

William Afton

c!Dream

Ōchi Fukuchi

The next list is for characters only submitted once. If you want these characters to have a higher chance of being added to the tournament, feel free to submit more propaganda for them!

Absalom

Abyss Sibling

Adam

Agamemnon 

Airy

Akane

Akito Shinonome

Akito Sohma

Alastor

Alexander Hamilton

Ali Lectric

All For One

Aloise Trancy

Anatole Kuragin

Angel Dust

Anne Hathaway

Any Character From Welcome to Nightvale

Anyone From The Locked Tomb

Aranea Serkat

Ashfur

Astarion

Asuka

Bella Swan

Ben Jackson Walker

Betsy Wolfe

Billy

Billy Hargrove

Black Pete

Blackbeard

Blitzo Buckzo

Booker

Box

Bro-Strider

Buck Cluck

Buzz (cheerios)

Byakuya Togami

Caesar Clown

Caliborn / Lord English

Captain Kuro

Cersei Iannister

Chloe Bourgeois

Chris McClain

Chrollo Lucifer

Cicero

Clara Oswald

Coco

Cozy Glow

Cynte

Damian Wayne

Dan Moroboshi

Dean Venture

Dean Winchester

Detective Saracusa

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

Disembodied Voice

Don Flamenco

Dr. Henry Miller

Drew

Duke

Edelgard

Elias Ainsworth

Elias Ainsworth

Elon Musk

Equius Zahhak

Erebus

Eric Cartman

Erlina and Brugaves

Eugene Coli

Every Single Country In 1993

Everyone In Romeo And Juliet

Father / Dwarf In The Glass

Feferi Peixes

Five

Five Pebbles

Floch

Foreman Oyun

France (Hetalia)

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

Gamzee Makara

Georg Weissmann

God

Goeffry St. John

Gordon Blackwall

Graham Spector

Gra’ha Tia

Haiji Senri

Heath cliff

Henry Miller (OC)

Henry the Eighth

Himiko Toga

Hisoka

Hiyoko Saionji

Holly Blue Agate

House

Huey Laforet

Ianthe Tridentarius

Il Dottore

Inspector Tobias Greyson

Itsuki Shu

Izumi Sena

JJ

Jacopo Bearzatti

James T. Kirk

Jayne Cobb

Jiren

Joe Destefano

Johnny

Jonah Magnus

Jonathan Groff 

Judith Ford / Natalie Cook

Judo

Julia

Julie-Sue

Ken

Kevin

Kusunoki Muu

Kyouichi Saionji

Ladd Russo

Lady Catherine de Bourgh 

Lebreau Fermet Viralesque

Light Yagami

Liontari

Lotor

Louie

Louis

Luke

Mahiru Koizumi

Makoto Itou

Marie

Marlon

Mary Keay

Master Crown

Matou Shinji

Matpat

Me

Medusa Gorgon

Meredith Rodney McKay

Michael Scott

Miguel O’Hara

Millions Knives

Moash

Moeka Kiryuu

Monokubs (Except Monodam)

Mori Ougai

Morris

Mr. Collins

Ms. Valentine

Muu Kusunoki

Muzan Kibutsuji

Mystery Hunter (Jeremiah Hartley)

Nagito Komaeda

Nanami Kiryuu

Narumi

Natsumi Sakasaki

Nefera DeNile

Nickel

Nikola Tesla

Noor Pradesh

Ocelot

Octavian 

Ogai Mori

Orochi

Otto Apocalypse

Paul Von Oberstein

Pencil

Petyr Baelish / Littlefinger

Prince Louis

Queen Scarlet

Quiche

Quill Kipps

Rafal (FEE)

Rafal (SGE)

Rafe Cameron

Randy

Raven Queen

Rebecca Costwolds

Redd White

Riley Finn

Roger

Rohan Kishibe

Roland

Roshi

Rumpelstiltskin

Ruruka Ando

Sakazuki Akainu

Sandy

Sanji

Sebastian Mechaelis

Sheldon Cooper

Shen Jiu

Shiki Tohno/Nanaya

Shinonomes (both)

Shredder

Sigma Klim

Silver Spoon

Skizzleman

Slayer

Solf J. Kimblee

So Sejima

Splinter

Stark Sands

Steven Universe

Stormcaller

Subara Akehoshi

Tatsumi Kazehaya

Teruhashi Makoto

Teruteru

The Eleventh Doctor

The Entirety Of Homestuck

The Groke

The Little Palace Mistress

The Mage

The New Ninja

The Old Palace Master

The Operator

The Pale King

Tim Drake

Tom Wambsgans

Tomaru Sawagoe

Touichiro Suzuki

Trishna

Tumblr Staff

Valens Van Varro

Verstael Besithia

Victor Frankenstein

Vivienne Medranno’s Impsona

Voice In The Calm Ad On Spotify

Volgin

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Wen Chao

Whiteout, Clearsight, and Benjamin

Will Shuester

Willy Stampler

Woodes Rogers

Xisuma

Yoshiharu Hisomu

Yu Ziyuan

Yumichika Ayasegawa

Yuri Briar

Zeke Jaeger

Zenos Galvus

Zhou Zishu

[abihasablog]

Anticipation

Tickletober Day One!

Fandom - Our Flag Means Death

Characters - Ler!Ed, Lee!Izzy

SFW

Words - 986

Ed was watching him. 

Izzy pretended not to see him lurking in the corner of his field of vision, stalking his movements across the deck, following him from bow to stern just far enough away that it might be a coincidence. Of course, it wasn’t. 

Ed was playing with him, like he used to. 

Maybe not exactly like he used to, when they were fresh off Hornigold’s ship, newly anointed Captain Blackbeard and First Mate Hands, so giddy and drunk on their freedom and still so excited by life. Those chases, when Ed would stomp along the deck in his heavy leather boots to alert Izzy to what was coming, would always end up with Izzy underneath Ed being tickled to death by nimble fingers, loving every second of it. But they hadn’t done that in years, so surely Ed didn’t mean to do that now.

But, Izzy reasoned to himself with a quickening pulse, if Ed was going to restart the tradition of tickling him until his brain turned to krill anywhere, then it would be on Stede fucking Bonnet’s fucking ship. 

Right. Time to move. 

Izzy abandoned his post by the mast, his break in his daily routine purposefully alerting Ed to the fact he’d cottoned on to his plan. As Izzy tried to walk at a normal pace towards his room, aiming for some privacy, Ed’s footfall became louder. The anticipation of what he hoped was coming made him walk quicker, diving below deck and hurrying down the corridor towards his room. 

He threw his door open and just managed to get inside, turning to slam it behind him when a booted foot wedged itself in, and Ed’s maniacal face appeared in the doorway. 

“Whatcha running for, Iz?” 

“Wasn’t running,” Izzy said quickly, hands tightening on the door frame. Ed hummed, pushing his way in, forcing Izzy to take several steps back. He shut the door behind him with a click. Izzy swallowed hard, eyes jumping between Ed’s face and hands. 

“You were moving real fast there, mate. Was someone following you?” 

“N-no, no sir.” Izzy jumped back with a gasp as Ed lifted his hands up quickly, but the bastard only stilled them before moving to push his hair out of his face with a sly grin. Asshole.

“That’s alright then. Just wanted to check, make sure you’re all good…” Ed looked him up and down and Izzy realised with a blush that he was poised as if to ward off an attack. “Are you suuuuure you’re alright, Iz? You look really tense.”

“I’m perfectly well, Captain. Thank you.” 

Ed raised his eyebrows and fuck, Izzy had messed up. “Thank you? Oh, Iz. You’re really freaking out about this, aren’t you?” 

Oops.

Izzy thought about it for all of half a second before launching himself past Ed to grab at the door, and was not at all surprised when strong arms wrapped around his middle and carried him to his bed, depositing him gracelessly in the centre. Ed hopped on top of him, straddling his thighs and cracking his knuckles loudly. 

“You know what time it is, Iz?” Ed said cheerfully, holding his hands up into claws. Izzy smacked at them furiously, laughter already bubbling in his chest. 

“Fuck off!” 

“C’mon Iz, do you know what time it is?” Ed’s hands wriggled closer and closer to his trembling belly. Izzy whined and batted at Ed’s arms. 

“Edward!” 

“Do you need me to tell you?” 

“No!” 

“It’s time to tickle Izzy!” 

“No it’s not- EHEHED!” Izzy shrieked and grabbed at Ed’s fingers as they descended on his belly, spidering his fingertips and digging softly into the skin. He tugged at them weakly, already too lost in giggles, rough from disuse. He had forgotten how good Edward was at tickling, and he briefly wondered if Bonnet had ever been on the receiving end. The thought made him feel a little better, even as Ed snaked his hands under his shirt to tickle at the soft skin. 

His heels thumped against the bed as he giggled and squirmed, his arms weak already from laughter, and maybe, maybe, a slight reluctance to fight back. 

Maybe he’d missed the way Ed used to play with him. 

“Does this tickle?” Ed teased, pinching at his ribs. Izzy squealed before he could stop himself. His hands abandoned their weak attempts to push Ed away and instead flew up to cover his mouth. Ed threw his head back and laughed, continuing his assault. “Guess it does!”

“You’re so dead to me you bahahahastard!” 

“What’s that now? Can’t hear you mate, you’re laughing too loud.” 

“Ehehehed!” 

“Fine, fine.” Ed withdrew his hands, watching like a hawk as Izzy’s eyes snapped to his with a scowl. 

“What?” 

“You wanted me to stop, didn’t you?” 

“... I s’pose.” 

“Exactly, so I stopped.” Ed cocked his head to the side and regarded Izzy with a look that made him want to crawl out of his skin. “So I’ll just be off then.”

“Right.”

“Right, see you later!” Ed got as far as getting one leg off the bed before Izzy was grabbing at his hands and dragging them back down to rest on his waist. Ed raised an eyebrow with a cocky grin. “Iz?” 

“I don’t want you to stop. You never stopped this quick before,” Izzy blurted out, face bright red. 

“Hmm…” Ed pretended to consider it a second, fingers tapping softly against his sides. “S’pose I didn’t. Guess I could spend some more time down here, working you over until you’re just a pile of first mate mush. If you wanted.” 

Izzy scowled for a few long moments, before his face relaxed into something softer. 

“I do.” He blushed a little, and Ed rewarded him with a gentle squeeze to his sides. “You’re still a bastard and you’re still dead to me, though.”

“That’s fair enough, mate,” Ed grinned, before digging in again. 

[randommusicalfluff]

Ler! Tyler Lee! Alejandro fic because I love them sm

“Sooo.. you’re telling me you think Alejandro is ticklish?” The look on Tyler’s face read as shocked and a little confused, running back what Noah had just said to him in his head. The latter had pulled the jock aside for a second to ‘talk’ while the rest of their team moved on ahead with their challenge.

“Why do you think so?” Tyler asks, tilting his head to the side as he watches Noah pace back and forth. It was clear the bookworm was planning something, but he couldn’t figure out what.

“Everyone has their weaknesses, Tyler, and I think I finally found that eel’s weak spot. Yesterday in first class Izzy was being.. well.. Izzy and was messing with Alejandro,” Noah starts, his pacing speeding up a little as he continues. “And she started poking him, and I could have sworn I saw him flinch a few times!” He stops dead in front of Tyler, clasping his hands together with a deranged look in his eyes.

“You sure this isn’t just you imaging things because he wrecks you any chance he gets?” Tyler watched as Noah’s face grew red, quickly waving off the other boys comment as he continues on his little rant. “No! No no no! Listen, dude, all I need you to do for me is test it out. He trusts you way more than he trusts me, he would suspect I was up to something from a mile away.” The himbo took a second to think about it, before giving Noah a thumbs up and a smile. “If it’ll get you to stop freakin’ out about it, then alright! Plus I’ve always wondered what his laugh sounds like!”

——————————————————

It was a few hours later and Tyler had finally managed to pull Alejandro aside for something, motioning for the rest of their team to continue towards the plane. He could have sworn the other boy looked a little irritated for a second, before turning to him with a relaxed expression.

“Ahh, mi amigo! What is the problem?” Alejandro asks, his tone light but his eyes peering directly into Tyler’s soul. This made him horribly anxious, he was bad at keeping secrets so it was a miracle he’d made it this far. “Oh um! While.. we were walking I just.. uh.. noticed you had a rip in your shirt! Yeah! I wasn’t gonna embarrass you in front of everyone, dude! It’s right here!”

The tracksuit wearing boy reached out and placed his hand right on Alejandro’s side, giving it a good few squeezes. Al flinched away from him and quickly clasped a hand over his mouth, glaring daggers at the other contestant. “Y-You could have just told me, there was no need to show me.” He hisses out, narrowing his eyes a little as a quite familiar expression crosses Tyler’s face. Alejandro’s blood ran cold as he realized what he just gave away, taking a step back and quickly trying to gauge a means of escape.

“Woooww Al!” No. “I didn’t know you were-“ Fuck! “-ticklish!” Tyler spoke with great amusement and wonder in his voice, taking a few steps closer to Alejandro before tackling him to the ground. They tossed and turned for a second before the jock managed to pin Alejandro down, a smug little smile plastered across his face. “Yknow, you could’ve just told me you weren’t ticklish and honestly, I might’ve believed you!”

“Get off of me-! Our team is way ahead of us and this is what you’re worried about-?” Alejandro growls as he tries to throw the other teen off of him, only to stop dead in his tracks as Tyler shoots his hands up to Alejandro’s ribs. He wasted no time scribbling across the clothed area. Alejandro inhales deeply through his nose, pursing his lips and clamping his arms down as he managed to force any reaction he would’ve had back. “T-Tyler, I think it would be intelligent for you to stop while you are ahead.”

“Noooo way, dude! Its like I’ve uh, struck gold or something! Im not letting this chance slip by me!” The other boy let out a triumphant sounding laugh as his hands traveled up under Al’s arms. Alejandro’s eyes widen a little as his struggles became a little more frantic, but that also meant he was becoming more and more uncoordinated. “H-Hey! Hey hey hey! What d-do you think you’r-“

Tyler raises an eyebrow as he digs in under his teammates arms, his eyes lighting up as he watched the brunette crumble. Alejandro turns his face away from Tyler as a steady stream of giggles started to break through, slowly building up until he was laughing his heart out. To say Tyler was shocked would be an understatement, really. He was expecting maybe a few giggles, but to hit the jackpot on Alejandro? Now that was legendary!

“Jackpot!” Tyler laughs out, working his fingers into the spot right in between Al’s ribs and armpits, his smile growing a little when that got a more intense reaction out of him. “Your laugh is like so cute! How’d you manage to keep this big of a secret to yourself?”

Alejandro had a feeling the other boy wasn’t trying to be teasy, but god was every word coming out of his mouth making him blush. “S-Sh-Shuhuhut uhuhuHUHUP-!” He cringed a little at how his sentence ended in a high note, absolutely avoiding any kind of eye contact with his fellow contestant.

Tyler tilts his head to the side, sneaking a hand up to scritch at Alejandro’s neck so he sorta had to turn back towards him. “Why? ‘M just sayin’ I think this is super cute! It like, humanizes you I guess! Cause if I’m gonna be honest, everyone sees you as uber untouchable. So I think it’s kinda funny that you have such a human weakness!” The jock explains, slowing his hands down to a stop. He moves off of Al, offering him a hand to help him up, which the other takes after a moment of recuperating.

Alejandro brushes himself off and adjusts his shirt a little, running a hand through his hair as he tried to cool off. He clears his throat and motions for Tyler to start walking with him, heading towards the plane. “Come on, I’m sure the others are wondering where we have been. If anyone asks, just say it was because you.. lost something. Oh, and by the way, if anyone finds out, I’ll know who to trace it back to.”

Tyler stood still for a moment out of fear at that last statement, but quickly follows after Alejandro. He wasn’t planning on telling anyone, well besides Noah, but that wouldn’t be a problem, right?

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Plz do Make Your Mark Headcanons . Make sure to include Misty.

Yeah thanks for including Misty otherwise I might've forgotten about her 😅

Headcanons under the cut

Sunny Starscout

She's a snorter

Worst spots are her hooves and sides

Super feather ticklish

Gets a lot of comfort tickles. Girlie needs it frfr

Sunny gets super shy if you use nicknames and point out her snort

She's a very goofy ler. Likes to tell jokes and act oblivious to the lee suffering

She often teams up with Hitch and Izzy

Her and Hitch will just talk about the lee like they're not even there

Izzy Moonbow

Thinks tickling is silly and a fun way to bond

Her horn is her death spot (like most unicorns)

Won't deny the fact that she's ticklish

If you just be a goofy ler to her that'll get her

She likes to use raspberries on her victims

Sometimes she'll just look at her lee as her long ass hair falls on their stomach and watch as they giggle away

She just likes to make her friends laugh :)

Hitch Trailblazer

Canonically has ticklish hooves

I just headcanon all Earth Ponies to have ticklish hooves

Has a very dorky laugh

Is an even dorkier ler

Babytalks

Teams up with Zipp quite a bit

Loves to point out how much a lee is blushing

Pipp Petals

Most ticklish spot is her stomach and wings

Can't take mouth tickles

Her laugh is very squeaky and bubbly

She's probably everyone's favorite lee tbh

She's just so adorable

Bratty

Their are times where tickle fights break out between Pipp and Zipp

Pipp has only won a handful of times but man she takes what she can get

Isn't that much of a ler tbh

Like I literally have 0 ler headcanons for her

Sorry girl you're just so lee coded 😔

Zipp Storm

Yay my fave 😃

Anyways worst spot are not only the wings but the wingpits

And between the shoulder blades. If you blow a raspberry there she will squeal

Her neck is a massive melt spot though

Hates having her blush pointed out (it's especially worse since she has a white coat)

gets flustered super easily

Cannot handle what she dishes out. At all

Massive hypocrite when tickles are involved

Due to being a big sister, she has a lot of tickling experience. So she's a scary ler

She's a big teaser

Uses her wings to her advantage

Misty Brightdawn

Didn't know she was ticklish until she started to become friends with the mane 5

Is a frequent victim of cheer up tickles

Everyone is very gentle with her of course

Worst spot is the horn and along her back

Her laugh is very cackly and raspy

Opaline hated Misty's laugh and made sure she knew

So they love to tell her how cute her laugh is

Zipp and Pipp tag team her constantly

Doesn't like to tickle people that much unless if it's accidental