#resident evil tickle fic

[screams-of-laughter]

just wanted to ask if that lady d x maid tickle fic was coming out anytime soon 😘😘

It’s definitely in the works and I hope to get it out sometime in the near future. It’ll definitely take a bit since I’m hoping to make a series out of it, but I hope to get a lot of it done during Christmas break. Thank you so much for asking!! ❤️‍🔥

[gargalezthesia]

“Luis! Luis, stohohop!”

Luis grinned, kneading into his boyfriend’s hips. Carlos had been especially annoying today with the amount of jokes or lighthearted jabs at Luis and just by 12pm he was completely over it.

By now, Carlos was pinned under Luis and trying his hardest to curl up and try to deter his boyfriend’s hands. Luis was faster than him, though, quickly switching from his stomach to his hips when one spot is hidden. It only made him weaker as two of his especially bad spots were targeted, looking up at Luis with tears of mirth in his eyes.

“Why are you laughing so hard?” Luis grinned. “Thought of another joke?” He softened a little when he heard a snort come out of him.

“Ihi-ihihit tihihickles! Luhuhuis- aHAH—!” Carlos shrieked when Luis’ hands suddenly latched onto his thighs, vibrating into the inner parts of them. He arched his back, cackling loudly. Luis gasped a bit as his boyfriend bucked under him, almost falling off of the bed entirely. “Hey, hey! Calm down, I’m trying to tickle you!”

Carlos finally grabbed Luis’ hands, pulling them up to his chest and taking a moment to breathe. Luis had a smug smile plastered on his face, flushing a bit as he noticed how large Carlos’ smile was. Fuck, He looked beautiful.

“Yohou-yohou’re so stuhupid.” He muttered, pulling Luis down for a hug. Luis smiled. “Stupid in love with you.” He cooed, obnoxiously nuzzling his face into Carlos. He laughed and gently shoved his face away, but soon pulled Luis closer to cuddle.

Maybe he’d let him do it again.

Maybe.

[lillee-93]

Redfield revenge

(Based on Resident Evil: Welcome to Raccoon City) Chris gets revenge on Leon for having his sister embarrass him in front of the S.T.A.R.S team.

Lee! Leon, Ler! Chris

“Rookie!” Chris called “I have a bone to pick with you!”. Leon turned to him “What Chris?” he asked as he took another bite of his sandwich “You got my sister to embarrass me in front of the whole damn S.T.A.R.S unit!” Chris snapped, Leon chuckled “You deserved it. The look on your face was priceless, you were as red as a tomato!”. Leon almost fell backwards from laughing so hard “Wanna laugh rookie? You won’t be laughing once I humiliate you!” Chris yelled.

Chris grabbed onto Leon and pulled him into a tight hold “W-Wha-? Let go of me!” he yelped “Or what?” teased Chris as he poked Leon’s ribs in an extra teasing manner. Leon squirmed in Chris’ grip “S-St-Stop! Stop!” he cried “It tickles, stop!” “Oh, the rookie’s ticklish, is he?” chuckled Chris as he starts tickling harder.

Leon shrieks and kicks his legs frantically, this was nothing like Claire’s gentle tickles, these were rough and slightly painful “Stahahap it!” he cries “Ihihit hurts!” “Hurts? It hurt me when my sister pulled my ear, this seems like the perfect revenge if you ask me” Chris teased as he made his way to Leon’s belly. “NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” Leon laughs “Oh, tickle spot?” Chris laughs as he continues to tickle his belly “Tickle, tickle~”

The teases cause Leon’s face to go red and his laughter to turn silent and he can only let out a faint “Stop”. Chris finally decides that he’s gotten enough revenge and lets Leon go. Leon stumbles a bit before leaning against the wall and trying to catch his breath “s-shihit…” Leon whispers “I think you bruised my ribs…” “Good” says Chris with a smirk.

“Chris!” Yells Claire “I heard about what you did to Leon” “What did you do?” Asked Jill “Got revenge for him having Claire pull my ear” Chris said “You did leave faint bruises on his stomach and ribs” said Claire with her arms crossed “Maybe I should get revenge for him in a similar manner”. Chris turned bright red “C-Claire! No!” he yelps “What’s going on here?” asked Jill “The bruises were because of how roughly Chris was tickling Leon, he seems to forget that as his little sister I know where he’s ticklish” Claire explains. Chris turns even redder as Jill turns to him with a smirk “So, big bad Redfield is ticklish?” she teases “Very” said Claire “Especially his armpits” Chris covered his armpits the second she said that.

Tonight was gonna be rough.

[tickled-2-death]

Tickled Pink - Leon Kennedy x Ada Wong

Requests are open, see pinned post.

Content Warnings: tickling, implied sub/dom dynamic, begging, teasing, bondage.

I’m imagining RE2 era here, maybe some kind of happy ending au where Ada never “died” and they got together or something? Plot isn’t the point here, Leon being a cutie is.

This is a tickle fic.

“ADAHAHA!” Leon cries, mirthful tears threatening to spill down his flushed cheeks. “ADA- ADAAHA!”

But of course, she continues to ignore his pleas. Her freshly manicured nails, scarlet red acrylics with pointed tips as the icing on top of the cake, scribble and scritch the poor man’s defenseless underarms with merciless abandon, just as they have been for the past fifteen minutes. With his wrists cuffed firmly above his head (with exactly zero wiggle room, as per Ada’s attention to detail), there isn’t much the poor boy can do except drum his feet against the mattress and throw his head side to side with laughter.

“PLEHEHEASE- TICKLES TOO MUCH! ADA, IT TICKLES!” He begs, voice bordering on going hoarse. Hiccuping between each word, Leon pleads with his beautiful tormentor for mercy, for just a moment of relief from the maddening sensation, to no avail.

Finally, she offers a response. Unsurprisingly in the form of a tease.

“What’s the matter, Leon? Sensitive?“ She asks, and pretends to not know the answer. “Sensitive right here? Under your arms? Down your ribs?”

With each location she lists, those devilish fingers travel across his body like a demonstration of his own vulnerability. She squeezes his ribs, scratches his belly button, and with each mention of another dreaded spot, Leon writhes and squirms beneath her.

“Hmm, what about your neck?”

He scrunches as much as he can, trying to block those offensive claws from ghosting across his sensitive skin, and ultimately fails as soon as she targets his ears instead.

“Mm, it seems as though you’re awfully sensitive all over your upper body. Pretty inconvenient weakness to have in your line of work, huh Leon? Wouldn’t want somebody to take advantage.” Ada teases, smirking at the wail it pulls from him, before finally allowing him a break.

He gulps in air like he hasn’t breathed in five minutes, still giggling his little head off as he looks up at her through tear soaked lashes. Mercifully, she rubs a soothing hand over his cheeks, wiping those tears away and cooing at his desperation for touch.

“You’re killling mehehehe.” Leon says, with that goofy lovestruck smile of his. “Thohose nails are evil, Adaha.”

“Oh I know, baby. I know.” She replies, “Let’s finish this off with a bang, then, shall we?”

Poor defenseless Leon nearly jumps out of his skin, giggling a mantra of “no, no, no!” as her fingers descend once more.

This is literally so short and kind of half assed, but in my defense it was written at like 3:00am. Anyways, I saw a distinct lack of re tickle content and decided to take matters into my own hands for a sec.

[viperrot]

⇁don't worry about it! | leon kennedy

resident evil 4 remake leon s. kennedy x fem!reader domestic fluff

leon's going to have to meet your parents someday. he notices how scared you are of the idea, and he wants you to feel good about it.

content contains: fluff/comfort, domestic life (leon is just a normal cop!), mild anxiety, leon being a cutie patootie :,], terms of endearment (bug, honey), implied toxic relationship w/parents, no use of y/n

1,100 words

song rec: "pleasantries (with your lover)" by mustard service

a very self-indulgent fic today! i was at work thinking about how silly it would be for leon to try and impress my very picky, very nosy, and very unimpressed asian mother. please enjoy!

There's an empty feeling in your stomach as you mindlessly pick at the skin around your nails, your eyes focusing on the lettering of a random newspaper sitting on the kitchen counter as you wait for your coffee to finish brewing.

You had gotten a text message from your mom this morning, angrily asking about your boyfriend of a few months and why she hasn't heard about him until now. You heart drummed against your chest so hard that you could hear it in your ears as you think of ways to respond to her.

"Hey, bug?" a groggy, deep voice mumbles behind you, snapping you out of your thoughts. You turn around to see Leon in all his sleepy glory, his Nirvana t-shirt loosely bunched around his hand as he scratches his belly. "I think your water's boilin'," he chuckles lowly, nodding his head towards the kettle. Your jaw hangs slightly, words unable to form.

Shakily, you turn off the kettle and fix up a cup of coffee for your blonde love and yourself.

"G-good morning, Lee," you stammer out, trying to shake your thoughts away. Leon gives you a little hum as he wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder as you pour the coffee into your matching wiener-dog mugs.

"G'morning, bug..." The man yawns, his breath tickling your ear. You giggle lightly at his sleepy state, finding it cute that he's barely awake.

"Cream and a spoon of sugar, I assume?" You guess Leon's coffee for today. Often times, he switches between black and cream coffee. Something about never planning that far ahead, you recall. The officer grunts into the crook of your neck, shaking his head as a no. Your click your tongue, mildly upset that you guessed incorrectly. You feel him smile against your neck, as if he was taunting you. You push him away from you using your bum, smiling coyly as he looks at you with a kiddy pout.

"Am I not allowed hug my girlfriend all of the sudden?" Leon cocks an eyebrow up. You notice how messy his hair is as you lift yourself up to sit on the kitchen counter.

"Nope, not at all," you jest, a smiling tugging at your lips. The cop rolls his ocean eyes, scoffing softly at you.

"It's unlawful to deny a cop like this, y'know," Leon plays. It was your turn to roll your eyes, feigning annoyance at the joke he uses almost every time you don't give him affection when he wants it.

"And it's unlawful to manipulate your girlfriend into giving you kisses!" You cross your arms beneath your chest. Leon laughs, coming closer to your spot atop the granite counter. His calloused hands rest at the side of your thighs, squeezing softly at the plush flesh.

"You seem off, hon," he whispers, looking up at you with nothing but admiration. "What's on your mind?" he questions softly. Your bratty act falters, a slight frown pulling on your lips as you remember the text from your mother.

"Nothing, it's just..." You trail off, your hand reaching up to thread through Leon's blonde tresses. "My mom found out about you," you sigh. You see his eyes widen a bit at the mentioning of your parental figure, unsure of how to react.

You understood that Leon was orphaned as a young boy, and he never had a day of comfort from his parents when they were still alive. To an extent, he probably knew about how difficult it is to deal with frightening mothers, but probably not in this context. You cringe at the idea of having Leon try to butter up your mother to get on her good side...

"And that's bad because...?" Your lover's lips pucker slightly with confusion, his face reminiscent of a smolder as his brow quirks up a bit. You squeeze his face between your palms, his cheeks smooshing at the pressure.

"She'll eat us alive if you don't impress her," you say in a jokingly-serious tone, eyes boring into Leon's soul. For a second, he falters, seeming a bit scared at the notion, but it quickly fades away.

"I fink yer ofereactin', bufg," the officer says with his squished face, and you smile at his sweet and silly response.

"I wish I was, Lee," you chuckled humorlessly. His hands tugs yours away from his cheeks.

"I mean it, bug," he says sternly, his brows knitting together. "I'm sure your mom is just a little hurt that you hid me from her for so long," Leon says, and you agree with him a bit, but you knew deep down that your reasoning was relatively valid. If you told her about Leon the day you started dating, she'd hound you about how he needs to be this, this, and that before you even know if you want this relationship to be serious. Of course, you know now that you want to spend the rest of your life with Leon (and you hope he feels the same), but it was better safe than sorry. With a mother like yours, it's hard to trust her with the details of your life when all she wants to do is berate you for your decisions.

"I guess, but it's so hard to talk to her sometimes..." You look down at your lap shamefully. You hear Leon huff, and he brings your face up with his thumb and index finger.

"Look at me," he grunts, his blue eyes looking at you with a comforting gentleness. "If there's one thing I know about family, it's that you gotta just talk to em, hon. Give her a chance," Leon suggests, and you look into his eyes with a timid look.

"But what if she doesn't like you, Leon? Then what?" You frown. He laughs at this.

"She won't, I promise you, bug," Leon assures you, his hand moving to caress your cheek. "I make good money as an officer, and I take damn good care of her daughter--she'll love me," he murmurs confidently, scooting closer to press a kiss against the corner of your lightly-chapped lips.

"You're unbelievable, Lee," you puff out, pulling him in by the collar of his shirt to kiss him square on the lips. Leon smiles into the affection, his hands resting on your waist.

"You love me," he whispers, proud of himself for making you smile despite the ache in your stomach.

The coffee was left to get cold, and the text remained unanswered for a few hours while you and Leon cuddled on the couch.

i love him, your honour. also if there are any typos that's too bad i am so eepy >:p

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[theticklishbookwyrm]

Critical Hit || 'Stranger Things' Tickle Fic

Summary: The second Eddie finds out that Hawkins' resident pretty boy is ticklish, it is all over for poor Steve. Also, Robin and Dustin are TRAITORS.

Content Warnings: Adult language.

Word Count: 1,667 words.

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?"

Steve felt his heart leap into his throat, eyes widening as they flicked between Eddie and Dustin in a panic. "Nothing, he said nothing! Isn't that right, Henderson?" The teen said, all too quickly.

Dustin snorted, the boy's grin taking on a mischievous undertone. "What? Don't want Eddie knowing you're super-" Before he could finish his sentence, Steve slapped a hand over Dustin's mouth, eyes now narrowed warningly.

"Don't."

Eddie raised his brows, chuckling as he turned his attention away from the guitar still resting in his hands. "Come on, Harrington, now I HAVE to know what the kid said. Wish I had been paying attention the first time, of course, but-"

"Come on, just drop it, Eddie." Steve cut him off, his cheeks and ears now dusted with a light pink blush.

Oh, now THAT was interesting.

Suddenly, Steve's hand recoiled from Dustin's mouth, face contorting with disgust as he wiped in furiously against his jeans. "Did you just fucking LICK me?" He asked, tone a mixture of indignance and shock.

The younger teenager shot Steve a victorious grin before opening his mouth to speak before he could be stopped again. "Steve is-"

"Ticklish." A new voice finished. All three of them looked towards the door, the sight of Robin grinning with arms loaded with snacks greeting them. "Steve Harrington is super fucking ticklish."

"Robin!" Steve hissed, embarrassment growing, especially when the sound of Dustin's amused giggling met his ears.

"What? The kid was about to spill your secret anyways!" Robin replied, plopping down on Eddie's sofa next to Dustin, offering the boy a high five and a bag of Doritos. "Not like it's much of a secret to begin with; you suck at hiding it, dude."

Steve's mouth hung open, his face feeling as if it was on fire. Shit, shit, shit! His heart rate picked up as Eddie hummed, the sound low and tinged with something Steve could only describe as evil (or amusement, though both options did not bode well for poor Steve).

"Steve "The Hair" Harrington is ticklish?" The musician crooned. Steve dared a glance at the other's face; big mistake. A wide grin had broken out on Eddie's face, his eyes twinkling with pure glee, the expression making Steve's stomach do nervous flips.

Steve was royalty screwed.

"I believe Robin said SUPER FUCKING TICKLISH." Dustin chimed smugly, earning a smack to the back of the head from Robin.

"Damn Henderson, do you kiss your mother with that mouth? But yes, that is a more accurate statement. " Robin replied.

The look that Eddie was giving Steve now was downright EVIL, so filled with playful mischief that it made Steve want to curl into a ball and never come out again. Shit, nothing was even HAPPENING yet, but the knowledge that something was definitely GOING to already had Steve on the verge of nervous chuckles.

"Eddie, why are you looking at me like that? Don't go getting any ideas..."

"Too late, pretty boy." Eddie was on his feet before Steve could blink, slowly stalking closer and closer, almost resembling a cat hunting a mouse. Instinctively, Steve began to quickly back away from the impending threat.

Now, Steve had a few options. He could either stay put and meet his doom head-on like a man, OR he could make a break for the trailer door in a desperate attempt to save his own skin. One was far kinder on his dignity...

He chose the later.

Steve bolted for the door, his heart racing like a rabbit, nearly leaping into his throat as Eddie let out a war cry from somewhere behind him. "Get back here!"

'Shit, shit, shit!' Steve thought in a panic, hand reaching for the doorknob, freedom a mere foot away. However, it seemed luck wasn't on his side, as he felt two hands seize his waist from behind and drag him backwards, pulling a shocked yelp from Steve's lips.

"I've gotcha now!" Eddie crowed victoriously, wrapping an arm around Steve's chest as he drug the kicking teenager to the floor, wrestling with Steve's frantically waving arms until he was able to successfully get a grip on the other's wrists.

"Eddie, come on! You don't have to do this! Just let me go and we can go back to talking about that band you like, huh? W-What was it called again?" Steve started to babble, eyes wide, a nervous grin already beginning to tug at his lips.

"Don't listen to him! Get his ass good, Eddie!" Dustin cheered, reaching over Robin's lap to swipe the bag of Doritos out of her hands, earning a noise of indignation in return.

"Don't worry, I plan on it. Now, where should we start, huh? What spots get Steve "The Hair" Harrington the most giggly?" The guitarist crooned, eyes sparkling with mischief as he pinned Steve's wrists under his knees, freeing up both of his hands. They hovered over Steve's now exposed torso, fingers wiggling tauntingly. "Sides, tummy, hips? Got any suggestions?"

"Nowhere! Let me go, you asshole!" Steve sassed, bucking his hips and trying desperately to tug his wrists free.

"Oho, you going to let him talk to you like that?" Robin chuckled. "I mean, I certainly wouldn't, especially knowing how ticklish those ribs of his are."

"Robin!" Steve cried out, eyes shooting over to Robin in a look of utter betrayal. "Shut up! Eddie, Eddie listen to me! D-Don't even think about it!"

"Nah, I think I'll do more than THINK about it." Eddie's grin sharpened as his hands shot down, latching onto Steve's ribcage and beginning to squeeze. Immediately, Steve's lips sealed shut, grin turning wobbly as he shuttered with barely contained giggles.

Dustin snorted. "Look at him, still trying to act all tough!"

"Aw, come on, Stevie. Don't hold out on me now. Why not let those bouncy little giggles come out to play, hm?" Eddie cooed.

Steve shook his his head harder, eyes squeezing shut. God, why THIS? Why couldn't Dustin just keep his stupid mouth shut? Being so sensitive was already bad enough, but having EDDIE of all people find out about it made Steve want to curl into a ball and never show his face again.

Eddie began to take a more tactical approach, raking his fingers slowly over the outstretched ribs, taking time to scratch between each bone as he slowly worked his way towards the stomach. "Maybe you need help loosening those lips, hm? Lets see how you handle this, big boy."

Shit, that was so much worse! Steve's breath hitched, a few little snickers beginning to slip past his lips at the change in techniques. "N-Noho! Cut it ohohout!" It came out less as a demand and more like a borderline whine.

"Making some progress, but still not what I'm looking for. Hey Henderson, what about you? Know any good spots?" Eddie called, glancing over his shoulder as his fingers continued to scratch and pluck away at the ticklish ribs.

"His neck gets him giggling like a girl!" The younger teenager smirked, the expression immediately getting wiped from his face as Robin gave his shoulder a gentle shove.

"You better watch it or you'll be next!" Robin snorted, rolling her eyes as she smiled fondly at the silly display on the floor.

Eddie's eyes met Steve's, his grin turning downright feral. "Neck, huh? Let's see just how accurate Henderson's claim is, shall we?" He didn't wait for a response, ducking down and beginning to gnaw at the neck in question, letting out theatrical growls as he did so. Immediately, Steve cracked, busting into shrill giggles and squeals as his legs kicked out frantically in a vain attempt to scramble away.

"Shihihihit! Nohohohoho, dohohohohon't!" Steve hated how high pitched his giggles sounded, the sound punctuated with little squeaks whenever Eddie hit a particularly sensitive spot. All the while, the guitarist's fingers continued to scribble and rake across his ribs, creating a deadly dual attack that made Steve's thoughts jumble in a ticklish haze.

"Uh, I think you mean DO!" Robin giggled. "Come on, Steve, you are BARELY trying to get away! Man, I knew you liked this, but this is a whole new level of cute!"

"What?!" Dustin asked, clearly taken aback by her statement. "Are you serious?"

"Ooh yeah, Steve here just LOVES getting tickled within an inch of his life. He asks me to do it, like, ALL the time. Isn't that righty, Stevie?" Robin asked devilishly, delighted by the bright red blush spreading across Steve's cheeks.

"Nohohoho, that's nohohohot-" Steve was cut off by a squeaky squeal as Eddie found a sweet spot just beneath his left ear, nuzzling and nibbling until Steve thought he was going to combust.

"Less talking, more laughing, pretty boy.." Eddie growled, his grin pressed against the sensitive skin and flustering Steve to no end. "It's fucking precious that you like this so much; just makes me wanna tickle you even more. Would you like that? Do you want me to tickle, tickle, tickle until your brain turns to mush?"

Steve opened his mouth, trying to think of a response between hysterical titters, only for a shriek to rip out of his mouth at the sudden feeling of a second set of hands attacking his knees, squeezing at the caps in a manner that sent Steve straight into loud, hysterical cackles. "SHIHIHIHIT, WAHAHAHAHAIT! WAIT, NOHOHOHOT THE KNEHEHEHEES!"

Eddie paused, sitting back in confusion. Glancing behind him, he noticed that Dustin had positioned himself by Steve's failing legs, hands latched onto the older teenager's knees and squeezing rapidly. "What? You honestly expect me not to join in after that revelation?" Dustin asked, raising a brow.

"Nah, I'm just proud of you, kid. It sounds like you landed a critical hit on poor Stevie here." Eddie snickered, beginning to spider his fingers across Steve's stomach. "Hey, lets see who can make him snort the fastest!"

At that moment, Steve knew he was a dead man.

[gaybatmanenthusiast]

PLS PLS PLSSS WRITE A JOKER X MALE READER FIC BRO BEGGING ON MY KNEESS POOKIE!!!!🙏🏻🙏🏻

like uhhh make reader is a new villain in Gotham, but like they’re like also not a villain or something like that I don’t know. I just want him to be evil and I don’t want it like to romantical you know what I mean?!?!? !!!!!

DANCING WITH DARKNESS (oneshot)

(THE JOKER X MALE READER)

⋆★ word count : 544

⋆★ warnings : n/a

⋆★ summary : ^^

⋆★ extra : new and refreshed!! I wrote this awhile ago and sent it to my friend on disc but I might as well post it here<3

In the shadowed streets of Gotham City, a mysterious newcomer emerged, captivating the attention of its residents, particularly the infamous criminal mastermind known as The Joker. (M/N), with his enigmatic charm and undeniable magnetism, quickly became a subject of interest for the madman.

Unbeknownst to The Joker, (M/N) had his own dark agenda brewing beneath the surface. His presence in Gotham was no coincidence; he had carefully calculated his moves, ready to play a dangerous game of cat and mouse.

As (M/N) and The Joker crossed paths, a spark of madness flew between them. The Joker's twisted mind was both fascinated and intrigued by the enigma that was (M/N). There was something about his calculated manner and hidden intentions that tickled The Joker's desire for chaos.

Unwittingly, (M/N) found himself captivated by The Joker's charm and unpredictability. There was an intoxicating allure about the criminal mastermind that drew him in, despite the danger that lurked within those twisted smiles.

The dance between (M/N) and The Joker took on a new level of thrill and danger. Their encounters became a constant game of push and pull, each one testing the other's limits and boundaries. With every passing moment, the line between obsession and attraction blurred, igniting an intense connection that neither of them could deny.

As Gotham City trembled under their shared presence, they embarked on a journey intertwined with violence, deception, and dark desires. The dangerous game they played only fueled the flames of their twisted passion, with each move threatening to either consume them or become their ultimate downfall.

—

As (M/N) and The Joker delved deeper into their entangled web, secrets started to unravel. Each revelation pulled them further into the depths of their own darkness. They discovered that they were two sides of the same coin, driven by their insatiable thirst for chaos and power.

Despite the treacherous path they walked, (M/N) found himself drawn to The Joker's madness, finding a strange solace in the chaos that surrounded them. Likewise, The Joker, unable to resist (M/N)'s hidden motives, admired the newcomer's twisted brilliance.

—

In the climactic showdown between (M/N) and The Joker, their dark desires reached their peak. The city of Gotham became their playground, a canvas upon which they painted their twisted art. In a twisted symphony of violence and madness, they realized that they were both enhancers and catalysts for each other's darkest selves.

Their bond, born from a shared addiction to chaos, threatened to consume them entirely. In the face of their destructive passion, they were forced to question their loyalties and decide whether to succumb to their dark desires or seek redemption in a world that seemed irredeemable.

—

(M/N) and The Joker's dangerous dance continued, each step becoming more perilous than the last. They remained locked in their co-dependent game, forever drawn to the darkness that enveloped them. In the twisted tapestry of Gotham City, they found an unlikely connection, forever entwined in a dance of chaos and desire.

Whether they would find salvation or meet their ultimate downfall remained uncertain. But one thing remained clear—wherever (M/N) and The Joker ventured, chaos followed, a testament to the power of their dark desires and the twisted bond they shared.

[bratbutcute]

Some misc headcanons for your enjoymen

Alastor will pull out his meniachal Evil Laughter™ when tickling the snot out of someone, just to freak them out a bit (I imagine it would be both flustering and terrifying)

Angel's six arms are both his secret weapon and his own demise - six arms to pin and tickle with, but that ALSO means six underarms..

Charlie is shameless in her love of tickles. Both in giving and receiving, that girl is anything but subtle lol

Vox absolutely uses his electric abilities to to amplify the tickles inflicted upon his lee

Vaggie isn't much of a lee or ler, but when she does get into a playful mode it is DEVASTATING. She would have even the toughest lee begging in minutes.

Rosie (along with most of the other residents of cannibal town) is a biter/nibbler. Tickle bites and "I could just eat you up!" are her signatures moves lol

Sorry these are primarily ler hcs, but that's what I've got for now :) - 🔥 Flame

Fiejajhridahsi ler hcs are perfect bc we need more of them.

Alastor would absolutely be a ruthless ler. I love reading fics where he hunts down his next victim because I think they’re so in character.

Like horror movie stuff where you’re walking next to an empty corridor and he’s there at the end in the darkness with only his eyes glowing, but the moment you turn to check what’s there he’s gone.

And he would have his voice echo in the Hotel, following your moves and creepily chuckling when you are alone.

I can see him tickling as revenge. But I also can see him tickling someone out of boredom.

Just for the thrill of the hunt.

In the show we haven’t seen Angel and Alastor have that many good interactions but I can definitely see this happening if they ever got closer. (Even though I know Alastor canonically wouldn’t care whether you’re comfortable or not)

Ofc I can see Angel messing around with Husk or Cherri. I can see him trying to tickle Husk and Husk letting him do it just because he was sad.

Like I can imagine Angel had a bad day at Valentino’s set and he needs some physical affection, but he feels a bit uncomfortable by the touch. So Husk offers to stay next to him and comfort him but just sits next to him and doesn’t know what to do.

So Angel just leans over him after a while.

And Husk just wants to help, but is unsure on what to do, so he lightly traces shapes on Angel’s arms.

And he starts to giggle and melts into the touch.

But after a while that makes Angel shivers because it reminds him of the day on set, so Husk suggests to be the one receiving (although he’ll kill him if he ever tried to tell anyone).

And so Angel is super happy and enthusiastic and starts tracing shapes on his paws and on his arms and Husky is there trying not to laugh.

And it’s just a sweet moment because it makes Angel relax and Husk starts laughing because he relaxes too

And it just ends in cuddles 😭😭😭

Okay I got carried away by the sweeties, let’s go back to my fav psychopath.

My dear Vox is a scary ler.

Just imagine having all that power. He creates stuff, he spies on everyone. He definitely knows all your ticklish spots. And he has the perfect tool to tickle you senseless.

And omg the electric abilities. Yess.

But also. I’m gonna offer you… Vox hunting you down.

Similar to Alastor he will SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU. But he’d be much more impatient.

Alastor could hunt you and stalk you for DAYS, even WEEKS making you paranoid, making you flinch at every move anyone makes.

Vox would mess around with you for a day.

He’s gonna hack your devices and flash you with pictures of you getting tickled or randomly show you people getting tickled with ‘You’re next’ on it.

And then he’s gonna use his ability to teleport next to you and then disappear. Then appear again and so on. Driving you crazy trying to protect yourself.

«You are fucking hilarious to watch!»

I’m gonna talk about Charlie, Vaggie and Rosie on another post or it’s gonna become too long 🫶🏻 thank you so much for reading this far

[slimeylee]

Toolshed's Improved Tools

characters : kyle broflovski ( human kite ) & stan marsh ( toolshed ) -- request for anon !!

" So if we beat up our past selves , does that mean we change the future ? "  " Maybe we split off into another timeline . "

lee ! human kite , ler ! toolshed - south park tickle fic :3 WARNING : this fic includes the use of tools !

In the lair of the Coon and Friends residing in Cartman's mom's basement , conversation was rather dead tonight . There weren't any of South Park's typical strange situations ... no fire in Kenny's house , no oil spills , no evil almighty dark lords . The group were superheroes all night , and typically they all did their own thing in the basement until an announcement was brought up . Just in case .

Professor Chaos sat quietly in his cage with Mysterion sat chatting with him . The Coon watched television and ate Cheesy Poofs , Fastpass and Tupperware talked at the table , Mintberry Crunch sat with Captain Diabetes in a far corner of the base . The Human Kite and Toolshed sat in a separate corner of the base as well . Toolshed had told Kite a bit ago that he had been working on some new , upgraded tools .

So that's just what they did . In the corner of the base , Toolshed and Human Kite sat and looked over Toolshed's tools . " I'm still kinda working on this one , but this is a hammer that can do permanent damage to even the strongest villain's bones ! " Toolshed exclaimed , picking up a sledgehammer that had bolts on either side from the bucket of finished and work-in-progress tools he was working on . " I don't know if I'm gonna add anything else yet , but I might add a mini shield or something to protect myself from the enemy . " He explained . He wasn't actually too sure how it would work in general ( in superhero terms ) , but he came up with stuff as he went on . " Cool ! " Kite exclaimed , a big grin on his face . He loved watching Toolshed be passionate about his works , even if it was just a game .

" Wanna see some of the ones I finished ? I've been waiting to show you them and I actually wanted to try a couple out with you , " Toolshed said . The Human Kite's expression became slightly worried , slightly concerned . " Don't worry , they won't actually hurt you -- they're not actually designed to hurt -- they're more meant to stun . " Toolshed explained . Kite loosened up a bit , " Oh , okay . Sure then . " He nodded , and Tool immediately smirked a bit ... that couldn't be good . Maybe he should've turned down the offer ? Too late now , he presumed .

" Let's do this one first , " Toolshed said , pulling up a screwdriver out of the bin . But it wasn't any ordinary screwdriver -- it had a ... feather , taped to the tip . " I don't have names for any of these yet . I'll show you how it works . We can spar , " Toolshed explained , and Kite stood from his spot on the floor . " Alright , sounds good . "

" Okay ... and , go ! " Stan started to somersault in different directions , rolling and jumping from one spot to another . Kite spread his arms , ' flying ' around and ' shooting ' with his laser eyes while making " Pew pew ! Pew ! " sound effects . Kite whooshed behind Stan , a wrong move , to which Stan took as an opportunity to tackle Kite to the floor . " Ah ! - Wait , I was - FLYing ! " The Human Kite immediately yelped .

Kyle had immediately broke character in that moment as the gentle feather of Toolshed's screwdriver fluffed under his chin . " Wait -- Toolshed ! Ahahahahah -- what the heheck ! " The Human Kite giggled and squirmed beneath Toolshed , turning his head away to try and escape the tingly sensation that the feather brought . " Effective , right ? " Shed asked . " T-Tohohoolshed stohop ! That tihickles ! " Kite whined with loud giggles as Toolshed skittered the feather over his chin , neck and ears .

From his belt , Toolshed grabbed out another screwdriver . This one was a normal screwdriver . It was one of those ones with the thin , straight tip rather than a pointed tip . Kite got the chance to catch his breath as the feather-tipped screwdriver was placed down , immediately breaking into laughter again as he felt gentle but quick pokes being peppered around his abdomen .

" FUHUhuck ! Tohohoolshed ! Gehet off ! " Kite made a desperate attempt to cover his stomach , but with Toolshed prodding in different areas , it made it hard to cover himself immediately . " Ihihit tihickles ! " Human Kite whined a second time. " That's kind of the point , dude , " Toolshed chuckled at Kite's current situation .

" Oh yeah , I had another one I wanted to show you . " Toolshed smirked . In a rush , he stood up and ran to the box of tools . Human Kite lay practically defenseless on the floor in a flurry of giggles and pants , making an attempt to stand up .

Unfortunately for him , Toolshed was quicker . He immediately straddled Kite's waist again . " Thought you could escape ? " He grinned , holding up the tool he had acquired in the short amount of time . It was a wrench -- A wrench that looked normal , til with the push of a small button it ' transformed ' . The top half of the wrench twirled up , and it was connected to a contraption that made the top half of it spin whenever Stan pushed down the button .

Human Kite panicked and began to thrash underneath Toolshed . " Waitwaitwaitwait -- let's tahahalk about this ! Please ! " Kite whined , looking at the tool with a look of anticipation and ( playful ) terror . Toolshed smirked , " It looks like your screws are a bit too tight ... that's usual -- let me loosen them for you , " He grinned , pushing down the button . It made the top half spin rapidly , which was apparently extremely scary to Kite , because he grabbed at Toolshed's hands , pushing him away and trying to squirm away himself .

" What's wrong , Kyle ? " Toolshed taunted , " I'm just trying to help you loosen up ! " Shed giggled , trying to pry his hands out of Kite's grasp . Human Kite was laughing madly out of anticipation -- pushing at Toolshed's wrists . " Woah -- fuck ! " Shed startled Kite by pulling his arms back , and Kite released his wrists . Letting out a mighty cackle .

" HAHA ! SHIHIT - STAHAN ! " Kite squealed out as Toolshed began to lightly drill the wrench into his stomach . He moved it along Kyle's stomach from one side to the other , adding in some scribbles to his side with his free hand . Kite thrashed , his laughter turning eventually into snorting and wheezing . His face was extremely red . Stan smiled and ... realised how adorable Kyle was just now . Wow . He's never beating the gay allegations

But , he noticed Kyle was definitely getting to his limit ... despite not lasting very long ... and eventually brought the tickling to a stop . He hopped off of Kite's waist , waiting by his side for him to calm down . While also admiring him in the process . Kite sighed loudly , covering his face with his hands . "Thahat was fucking horrible , " He whined .

Stan smirked . " They're good tools though , right ? " He asked , to which Kite gave him a playfully annoyed look . Stan held out a hand , and helped pull him up . Their little moment was interrupted by a yell from the other side of the base .

" What the fuck are you fags doing ? " from The Coon . Yeah ... everyone was looking at them .

[in-st1tches]

Takemitchy, don't be stupid pt.1.

Im realizing that life is a bitch but I did promise people a fic, so here is part one. Lots of anticipation.

Takemitchy sighed as he took in his surrounding for the fourth time, there is no way in hell that he outran everyone, not after what he just pulled and on Draken and Baji no less, the two most feared men of all of Toman, Takemitchy groaned, just what in the fuck was he thinking, making fun of both men but especially about the woman in their lives, Takemitchy shook his head, he had to have a death wish, or maybe a wish of some other kind as he ran for his life hearing the other two getting closer, the resident crybaby hero gulped and decided that trying to hide would be a good option, if he could find a place, he darted into an alleyway just in time to see both men skidding into the courtyard of the neighborhood that Takemitchy had found himself, the crybaby hero could feel his heart pound in his chest as he watched them both looking for him.

“Come on out Takemitchy”

“Where are you crybaby?, it's not gonna hurt but it might tickle a little bit though if you come out.” the younger teenager could hear the other twos taunts getting closer not realizing that Draken could see his blonde hair poking out, the taller man gently smacking the other one on the shoulder as he pointed out the tuft of blonde hair poking out from behind some empty trash cans, Baji nodded and started to move silently toward the smaller boy as Draken moved to close off the other way out, an evil gleam in his eyes, “Oh Takemitchy~ come out, come out wherever you are~” the feared first division captain singsonged, which made Takemitchys knees shake, only for him to let loose a squeal when he felt a heavy hand slam down on his shoulder just in time for him to see a fang toothed manic smile from a long dark haired menace that made him realize how bad of a mistake that he made.

[myreygn]

hiii i read your demon slayer fics and loved the tickle fic with akaza and enmu and have a few headcanons of the 12 kizuki to share! :)

- douma is the resident tickle demon and LOVES causing chaos

- akaza is the most ticklish kizuki followed by rui, enmu and gyutaro and the four are the most frequent victims of tickle attacks

- daki and kaigaku are ticklish but only in one or two places so tickling them isn’t as fun for the others. they’re more often the ones tickling others however

- nakime, gyokko and hantengu actively avoid tickle attacks but will defend themselves if they need to and are for the most part, successful in defending themselves but gyokko and hantengu both fell victim to douma

- kokushibo is ticklish but never takes part in the chaos his fellow demons create. he prefers to watch it all unfold but will step in if someone has had enough and the others won’t stop

- kaigaku, daki and gyutaro are douma’s tickle minions and constantly launch tickle attacks on the others but always fail to succeed

- the trio only succeeded in tickling rui and enmu after overhearing the two lower moons having a conversation about hopefully rising up the ranks quickly and roped them into being tickled by saying it was an “initiation ritual” they gave all lower moon demons to see if they have potential. it’s total bullshit but the two lower moons fell for it

- kokushibo stopped the fun however and put the trio in their places by tickling them to near death in front of rui and enmu

- douma is very ticklish and while he can hide it really well, if someone gets the right spot or there’s more than one demon tickling him, he’s done for

heyoo thank you so much, i happy you liked it!! ♡♡

oh my god these are GOLDEN 😭

douma is such a monster, he wouldn't leave the others alone with his tickle attacks and akaza and gyutaro hate it they don't

i just know that daki would not hesitate to stab gyutaro in the back too lmao she'd just sit by like "oh yeah go for his ribs- no not like that you idiot, let me show you!"

gyokko must be such an evil ler too tho and the hantengu clones are as well, douma sometimes beheads hantengu just to get the clones to help him wreck someone

also the mental image of kaigaku daki and gyutaro trying to ambush akaza and failing miserably only for douma to come in and showing them how it's done is hilarious shkflghx

(lee akaza my beloved poor guy can't catch a break from douma's bs 💀)

big brother kokushibo stopping the middle children from bullying the bebis >>>

thank you so much for sending these in and your kind words, i hope you have the most amazing day!! ❤️ (also stay tuned for more demon slayer fics to come ^^)

[x3no9]

Did some sketches for my Resident Evils fics. Two are horror-themed for my Vampire Wesker x Chris and then another is hot vested Sigma Wesker in my Tickles And Tugs collection. Check em out if you like! I am pretty happy with it 😉.

[lillee-93]

Rookie weakness

(Based on Resident Evil: Welcome to Raccoon City) The others laugh at Leon for his rookie status so Claire puts a smile back on his face

Lee! Leon, Ler! Claire

“Damn hippie” Chris mutters as he shoves past Leon “Get a hair cut!” Albert yells as Jill throws her lunch rubbish at him. Leon says nothing and just walks away, not bothering to turn back as they all laugh at him, this was middle school all over again.

Leon was now alone in the changing room, he looked down at the floor and sighed “I knew being a cop wasn’t going to be easy but it’s a lot harder when the whole S.T.A.R.S unit are a load of…” he paused, thinking of what to call them as he rambled to himself “Snobby high school jerks?” Claire said “They’re all college graduates but they sure as hell don’t act it”. Leon jumped, he hadn’t noticed her there “Sorry, who are you?” he asked “I’m Claire, my brother is one of the S.T.A.R.S members, I saw him shove you and laugh at you and, well, I came to check on you, I’ve never seen him act like that before” “You don’t need to apologise for him” Leon said “I wasn’t going to, I was going to drag him by the ear until he apologised” Claire said with a smile.

Leon chuckled at her statement and Claire smiled even wider “Hey, there’s a smile” she teased, brushing his hair away from his face “Your hair is so soft and fluffy” she added “Stop” Leon said, getting flustered by her compliments. Claire attempts to pull Leon into a small hug but the second her hand touched his side, he jumped “H-Hey!” Leon gasped “That tickled”.

Claire’s face lit up when she heard that and she gently poked his side again, causing light giggles to pour out of Leon “Stohohop it!” he whined as Claire gradually increased the speed of her fingers. She moved from his sides to his stomach and began wiggling her fingers against the sensitive skin “N-Nohoho, nohohot thehere!” Leon chuckled “Why? Did I get your spot?” Claire teased “Yehehes! Thahahahat’s my wohorst spohohot! Plehehease stohohohohop!” he begged.

Claire decided that he’d had enough and ceased tickling his stomach, Leon clutched his stomach as the laughter and ticklishness wore off “Thahat actually hehelped, thahanks” he said “No problem, at least I know how to cheer you up when my brother and his buddies are being jerks” she said with a sweet smile on her face.

“Claire, where were you?” asked Chris “With a friend” she responded “A boyfriend?” Jill asked “Well, he’s a boy but we’re not together, just friends” Claire said “Speaking of which, I told him I’d do this”. Claire dragged Chris by the ear to the door of the S.T.A.R.S office and opened it, everyone was certainly surprised to see the rookie on the other side with his arms crossed. “Apologies” Claire said “Claire, what the hELL-!?” Chris shrieked as his little sister pulled harder “Apologies!” she snapped “O-Okay! Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry rook- Leon! I’m sorry!” Chris yelped “Good” said Claire, letting go of his ear.

Claire took Leon by the hand “There’s a coffee shop I wanna show you” she said. The S.T.A.R.S team was dumbfounded, they had no clue that Claire could be so intimidating, they looked to Chris who had his head down in shame and was rubbing the pain from his ear. There were two new rules put in place from then on:

1. Don’t bully Leon

2. DON’T PISS OFF CLAIRE

[niceminipotato]

So 👉🏼👈🏼 I did the thing I was talking about. I’ve posted the first chapter of my new RE fic. I do hope you enjoy, if it tickles your fancy that is. It is a multichapter so let us buckle up.

Summary: Subject 19-04, yet another failed experiment in Mother Miranda’s search to find a suitable vessel for Eva, her deceased daughter. 19-04 is used to tests and trials of any nature, some more gruesome than the last. However, she has reached the end of the line. Once you are dubbed a failure you are disposed of as one. What happens when Mother Miranda decides to leave the useless subject in the hands of the illustrious Lady Alcina Dimitrescu and her three fearsome daughters? Will this castle be where 19-04 meets her end? Or will she finally get her life back?

Gosh I’m so scared of this one 😓😓

[pixelmensupremacy]

Hey guys I'm dropping by to let you all know I'm not dead. I've neglected requests since I've been working on a few fics for the release of the much anticipated resident evil 4 remake.

Here's a snippet of one of the fics I got.

“Yeah. You can’t have every woman you lay your eyes on. Get it in that head of yours.” Her gaze darted downwards, breaking the eye contact for a split second- the single moment that took Leon to make a choice he might regret later. Digging his hand in her hair, he tangled his fingers in her locks as he closed the space between them. Soft lips crashed against hers in a passionate kiss that was both hesitant and needy. Boldly, (Y/N) leaned in and wrapped her arms around his neck; her nails lightly scratched at his skin, the sensation caused a whimper to rip through his throat and drown in her greedy mouth. Her fingers toyed with the hair at the base of his skull, dragging her nails along his scalp and digging them, intentionally coaxing the pretty sounds that resonated against her lips. Wandering hands traveled across the curves of her body, groping at any soft flesh they came across. (Y/N) bit at his bottom lip, breaking the kiss as she took her time sucking and pulling at the velvety skin. Continuing the abuse on his lip, she punctured the pillow soft flesh, causing droplets of blood to spill on her tongue and roll down her chin. The metallic taste tingled her taste buds as she lapped at his plum lip before she continued her venture down to his jaw. Sucking and kissing, she trailed the sharp line of the bone; Leon’s shaky breath tickled her ear. Strong force pulled her away right before she could reach the warm, delicate skin of his neck. Though she didn’t protest as she took a glance of his face; so worked up and messy. His mouth blood stained and agape, his eyes lustful and desperate, yet controlled and contained as they were focused on her.