#ticklish!jeremy

[bmeef-jermky]

Jeremy 🐍

Depending on who it is, sometimes he’s laughing too hard to speak sometimes if it’s Michael he’s yelling out threats (to which Michael usually stops when those happen or will be like “yeah sure you will”)

[strawbbfluff]

Hey I saw you write for TVD.

Can you please write Jeremy Gilbert X Reader headcanon where he finds out Reader is ticklish. If you don’t write for Jeremy anyone from TVDU is okay:)

jeremyyyyy AUGH i love him

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you guys would be hanging out at his place, playing some stupid video game together but altogether just enjoying each others company

that is, until you “betray” him and kill his character off in the game

“y/n! we were supposed to be a team!”

“yeah, but that got boring! i had to spice things up a little~”

“well, if you wanted to ‘spice things up,’ all you had to do was ask, gorgeous.”

you’d roll your eyes at his impish reply, scoffing before you felt his fingertips run up your waist

it was probably supposed to be a sensual move, but curse your sensitivity, eh?

“j-jeheher! watch it. that tickles.”

“proooobably shouldn’t have told me that after what you just did.”

he’d be on you in no time, and you really would have no chance. i mean, the guy is a vampire hunter. what could a mere human like yourself possibly hope to achieve in escaping?

your hands would be pinned under his knees, and he’d probably scribble into your underarms until you cried a little. that, or begged him to stop enough for him to be satisfied

“…you’re a jerk, jer.”

“you love me anyway.”

[tickle-minion]

Ticklish Christmas Morning

Just a short and stupid ticklish/foot worship story for Christmas morning. Happy Holidays!

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“Hey, time to get up!”

Darren just couldn’t get his boyfriend, Jeremy, to wake up.  Normally Jeremy being a really heavy sleeper was a good thing, it meant that Darren’s tossing and turning (and occasional snoring) didn’t bother him.  But on certain days, like Christmas morning, it was a pain in the ass.

“Hey sleepy head, it’s time to get up.  Common, I want to open presents!”

Still, Jeremy didn’t move.  This was frustrating.

Darren flopped down on the bed beside Jeremy, jostling the sleeping boy.  Darren reached over, grasped his shoulder, and gave him a shake.  Still no sign of waking up.  He leaned closer and gently blew in his ear.  Still nothing.

“Alright, time to get drastic…”

Darren climbed to the end of the bed and settled himself at Jeremy’s feet.  Darren has a not-so-secret weakness for feet, and Jeremy was happy to let his boyfriend indulge in his kink.  It was lucky that Jeremy had particularly hot feet.  And sensitive, too.

“Hey, common,” Darren leaned down to Darren’s feet and planted a kiss in the middle of Jeremy’s arch, “time to wake up and be showered with gifts.”

No movement.

Darren wasn’t going to give up.  He was going to get Jeremy up one way or another.

He kissed his way up and down Jeremy’s soft foot, enjoying the feeling of the velvety skin on his lips.  Darren made sure to pamper Jeremy’s feet, so they were always in the best condition they could be.  He planted a kiss on each toe, starting from biggest to smallest, but all that accomplished was Jeremy giving a sleepy sigh and wiggling the kissed toes.

“Hmm… now I don’t know if I want you to wake up…”

Darren ravished both soles with kisses.  Up the arches, down the sides, on each toe, over the heel, and even up to the ankles.  He relished the feeling of kissing his sleeping boyfriend’s feet, but all it managed to do was get the occasional twitch or wiggle out of them.  It was time to step his game up.

Knowing that his boyfriend was ticklish, and that he’d been able to tickle Jeremy with just his tongue before, Darren licked one foot from heel to toes.  He savored the clean taste of these feet.  There was a hint of Jeremy’s coconut scented body wash from his shower before bed, but under that was the flavor of Jeremy himself.  It was a taste that Darren was intimately familiar with.  

Like a kid with an ice cream cone on a hot summer day, Darren started licking Jeremy’s feet.  He was enjoying the supple sleeping feet with long and sensual licks.  He purred to himself as he covered both feet, slowly and lovingly, with saliva.  Every so often he would wiggle his tongue, hoping to tickle  Darren’s foot, but all that would accomplish would be a slight tickle and a twitch.

Starting to care a little bit less about Christmas and presents now that he had a pair of feet to worship, Darren took one of Jeremy’s feet in his hands and brought his mouth down to the delicious looking toes.  One by one he wrapped his teeth around each toe, swirling his tongue around them and gently nibbling on the pads.  Wanting a little bit more, he gobbled the toes up, taking three or four in his mouth at a time, chewing gently on them.  He sighed.  If he couldn’t get his boyfriend up for gifts, he might as well have some fun.

But… he also really wanted his presents.  After spending several minutes on his boyfriend’s toes, Darren took both feet into his lap and started running his fingers up and down the spit slicked soles.  If Jeremy was anything… he was ticklish.

The slow teasing with his fingertips was getting some results.  Jeremy was starting to twitch in his sleep.  With a sudden movement Jeremy’s feet tried to pull out of Darren’s lap, but Darren kept a firm hold on Darren’s ankles and kept those feet in place.

His fingertips moved gracefully over the soft pale soles.  He knew all the spots to hit.  The little patch right above the heel.  Right in the centre of the arch.  The little gap under the big toe.  His fingers moved ever so gently over all of these spots, teasing with light tickles.  The feet were now responding with twitches and toe curls, and Jeremy himself was starting to roll back and forth, small giggles escaping from sleeping lips.

“Common sleepy head…” 

Those light teasing tickles started to become harder.  Using his nails now, he was raking up and down the soles, holding Jeremy’s feet tightly by the big does.  He pulled them back, stretching out the soles like a canvas.  One hand held those toes in place, the other attacked both soles seriously.  Now Jeremy was tossing and turning in bed, sleepy laughter coming from his lips.

“That’s it… time to wake up…”

The nails explored the whole foot, but Darren paid special attention to his instep and the gap under the now squirming and wiggling toes.

“What… wha… hee hee hee…” Jeremy’s eyes now fluttered open as he woke up with a laugh.

“What the… hee hee.. Wh-wh-what the fuck are you d-doing?!”

“Waking you the fuck up, that’s what!”

Wanting to give his boyfriend one last taste, Darren through his arm around Jeremy’s ankles and held right.  He attacked both kicking feet savagely.  Vicious nails scratched every inch of those struggling feet, getting into every ticklish nook and cranny, every sensitive spot on those silky soles.  He let loose and really tortured Jeremy’s feet.

Jeremy, meanwhile, was rolling back and forth on the bed, trying desperately to pull his feet away.  It wasn’t often that he was tickled, Darren usually just worshipped them and sucked on the toes, but every now and then he was tickled.  He didn’t hate it, but he didn’t exactly like it either.

“OKAY OKAY!  I’M AWAKE!”

“Good, about fucking time!” Darren said, finally letting those feet lose.  Desperate to protect them from any further attack, Jeremy tucked his feet under himself.

“Geez, you could have just woken me up like a regular person.  What do you say, what to open presents now?”

Darren just stared at Jeremy.  As if he hadn’t spent all this time trying to wake him up.  

“Wake you up like a normal person?  What do you think I’ve been trying to do!?”

Without warning, Darren lept and tackled Jeremy, hands sneaking under his shirt to tickle his sides.  He was going to make damn sure Jeremy paid for being such a light sleeper.  

It was a merry Christmas morning, with laughter filling the house.

[jeremywhere]

jeremylovesweep day 21:

i love how jeremys ticklish

[amazingmsme]

I'm all in on the Hazbin kick! Any hcs for Lucifer? Short king is just so much fun!

So I was just normal about Lucifer until I found out he’s voiced by Jeremy Jordan himself, now I’ve joined the simp club

Misquotes his threats into innuendos just like in the battle (lowkey does it to make them laugh more)

SUCH a goofy ass ler, he wants to make sure you know he’s about to getcha! Chases you with wiggling fingers & calling out your name as he hunts you down, saying it’ll be worse if you keep hiding (don’t fall for it)

Is overjoyed when he finds out anyone’s ticklish now you know where Charlie gets it from & simply must test it out!

Definitely laughs along with his lee because he’s having just as much fun, but his laugh is more of the sadistic cackle side of things

Loves nothing more than trapping some poor soul in his arms while all 6 of his wings go to work tickling them

For as wicked of a ler as he is, he’s actually a 50/50 switch

This man LOVES getting wrecked, but that’s not becoming for the king of hell so he has to distract himself with other things ducks

He has a bright, loud & bubbly laugh when tickled & is a little bit higher pitched than his usual laugh

He’s a kicker! Not on the sense that he’s thrashing around super hard trying to get away, but more like he can’t cope any other way & his legs kick out as fast as they can

When he’s flustered he blushes from around the red dots on his cheeks so it looks like they’re spreading

If his arms are free he will focus more on hiding his face than stopping the ler

His worst spots are his wings, armpits, tummy, hooves, & tail, but I’m tellin’ ya, he’s a walking tickle spot

His cheeks are ticklish! If you poke the red circles repeatedly, he’ll be a giggly mess!

Lilith used to wreck him all the time back when they were a happy family

So Alastor found out he’s ticklish sometime before he left & tested the full extent of his new knowledge then & there, so he’s on edge in the hotel because he just KNOWS Alastor will try to pull something to embarrass him!

That’s all I got for now, hope you enjoy!

[gamequeenanya]

You and your FNAF boyfriend (Security Guards!)

Doing one of these character things because they're fun! :3

Prompt: You discover he's ticklish.

Mike / Michael Afton:

Mike was just showing you how well he could shoot hoops in basketball. You run over to high-five him, and pull him into a hug. Unfortunately for him, your fingers decide to feel along the fabric of his jersey. You think it's a nice material.

You did not expect to hear him flinch and giggle.

Uh oh.

Mike blushes and goes to explain it away, but it's too late. You figured it out.

Tickle time! :D Michael bursts into laughter and flails as you tickle him everywhere!

Luckily it's a private session.

Michael's worst spots are his sides, hips, and ears. (Yes, just gently brush your fingers along them.)

Most ticklish to pokes.

Will take revenge immediately! This man will not have mercy until you beg and apologize!

Cuddles afterwards. With hot tea. :)

Jeremy:

It's actually he that tickles you first.

Did it to get your attention.

You squeal and give him a 'don't do that again!' look. Even though you secretly want him to do it again…

The next time you see him, it's revenge time! You sneak up behind him and pull him into a hold, tickling his ribs by tapping them rhythmically.

But wait, dear reader! Canon Jeremy is brave, and likes a challenge! Get ready for your doom! :D

Jeremy squirms, defiantly fighting your grasp until he gets loose. Then he pulls you into his arms and tickles you, giving you the same opportunity to get away.

You do, and then you look up at him knowingly. The two of you would have many tickle fights in the coming weeks!

Worst spots are his ribs, armpits, and face (Brush his nose or his cheeks with a feather)

Feathers or feather-light touches get him best.

Will want a movie afterwards and shares hot apple cider.

Fritz:

Yes, Fritz is his own person! Huzzah! :D

Fritz is surprisingly shy. The first time you tickled him, you did it to tease. He blushed and squirmed away immediately.

We'll say he's generous. Generous with sharing his food, and generous with tickles! If you tell him, you want a tickle fight, he will gladly give you what you ask for!

Laughs easily, and rather ticklish. But always afraid he'll hurt you… This is why he tends to lose tickle fights. Poor Fritz!

Whether you are dating him, or are just friends, he will always tickle you in the ways you prefer. :) Gentleman!

Worst spots are his armpits, tummy, and legs. Feet are also a big contender!

Equally sensitive to whatever tickle tool you want to use. Go crazy!

Soft cuddles afterwards, which usually ends in the two of you falling asleep.

William:

Are you sure you want this man to tickle you…? Really sure…?

Okay then… but be warned. This man is merciless.

It's probably safest to just let him tickle you first. He does end up tickling all of his employees eventually - controversial as that may be…

He will usually sneak up behind someone and playfully pinch their hips, reminding them to smile in a sultry tone.

After hearing your laugh, he wants more. And strange though it is, you end up wanting more too.

Tickle the Weem! :D Ahem. I mean William. Heh.

Wait, that's right! Nicknames. Be playful, and he may be more likely to tickle you.

Anyways, as I was saying: tickle him back! He lets out a low chuckle, not wanting to embarrass himself. But if you continue, you'll end up hearing high pitched squeals, and begging for mercy!

Whatever you do, don't interrogate him while tickling! He'll see it as a betrayal. It's a grave mistake (literally).

But seriously. Screams like a little girl. Have mercy on him! (Or don't. :3)

Worst spots: feet, back, scalp.

Most ticklish to: paintbrushes.

Aftercare? Nah. He's too embarrassed and just wants to recover in his office alone!

Phone Guy / Scott:

My sweet baby boy angel! <3333333333333333 Protect this man's smile 2kforever.

You know what they say: The more anxious someone is, the more ticklish they are! (It's science.) Poor darlin' can't catch a break.

Really get to know him as a friend, build trust, and show him you genuinely care. If you do this, his laughter will be all the more sweet. <3

It will definitely be a love language thing for him. Hold him close, cuddle him, and then tickle him. He will have so much fun, and you will as well! :)

Has the kind of laugh that can heal people. Seriously, it's something special.

Everyone at work knows how ticklish he is. (Again, poor darlin'!) If someone simply drags their finger along his back, or taps his shoulder, he will squeal!

But it's okay. He's not too worried, because he has you around to protect him. <3

With permission, he will tickle you back. And he will tease you about all the things that make you precious while he does so!

What goes around comes around! Tickle him back, and hear that precious laugh! (Compliment him too, but only in private, because he gets emotional.)

Worst spots: navel, knees, neck.

Most ticklish to: scrub brushes (only on "tough" spots)

Despite usually losing a tickle fight, he will offer comfort to you afterwards. Lay on top of him, and make him feel safe and loved too. <3

[drewsbuzzcut]

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um pls continue this🤭🤭

“I’m thinking this 3 piece suit will look really nice,” Lyla says, said suit on a hanger in her hand.

“Are you going to be wearing this color, too?” Jeremy asks, pulling the suit from her hand to lay it on the bed next to him.

He looks up at her, eyes squinting in a smile as she tilts her head in faux thought.

“Do you want me to?” She walks in between his legs, hands reaching out to caress his beard.

“Yes. You look sexy in it,” he kisses her palm.

Lyla smiles in response. He’s looking extra cute in his glasses and his wet hair from his shower. Not to mention he’s only in his underwear.

His hands that were around the backs of her thighs move to her waist, pulling her down to straddle his lap. Lyla’s squeal is music to his ears- despite the fact that she will sing for him any time he wants.

“Oh yeah? I look sexy in blue? I love that you love to match your ties with my outfit. I also love that you let me pick out your outfits,” the rest of her statement falls silent when Jeremy seals his lips to hers.

He rests his hands on the small of her back, bringing her down to lay on top of him.

“You look very beautiful in blue, brings out your eyes. I love you,” he whispers against her lips.

“I love you.”

He flips her over on her back, face going to the crook of her neck. He moves his face, making his beard rub against her skin. Lyla laughs in delight. His beard is ticklish but not in an uncomfortable way. She flails under him, giggling and turning red. She tries to tickle him back, but Jeremy is quick to pin her hands into the mattress.

“J!” She yelps breathlessly.

“Do we have to go tonight? I’d rather stay here with you,” he kisses her chest.

“Yeah, we have to go, baby. We can leave early, though,” she answers softly, pulling his glasses off his face and setting them to the side.

“I guess,” his face presses into her boobs, cuddling into her body and falling asleep there.

Lyla isn’t looking forward to waking him up.

[trrickytickle]

Phineas and Ferb tickle headcanons

you guys are feverish, a flushed color from crying out your tickly desires to my askbox or messages and I never echo back like a ghost town tends to. but @tickleu233 says "how about some tickle headcanons from phineas and ferb?" and i come screaming, with the souls of 400 stray banshees. LIKE LMAO IF UVE NEVER SCEEN PHINEAS AND FERB UM

but to all my requesters, (iykiyk) gitchee gitchee goo. srsly. i need to answer all dat grout in my askbox and im procrastinating bc i laughed at some random poast on the tickle tag for a straight min. ok im gonna try my absolute bestest

pictured, me when your mom

ALSO here's some research I compiled, study up

Phineas Flynn

okay what is the context for this

ok i feel like he wouldn't have problems or be stubborn or any sort as a lee. he's the bluntest yet most oblivious triangle lmao.

most frequent lees are ferb and candace, AND perry- they're siblings (family) alright and they got tons of bonding moments in the show, lol. esp candace when she gets REALLY high-strung, the boys gang up on her. it makes her W H E E Z E

has no problems with tickling. he WILL go a little too far as a ler tho. he seems like the type of mf to just be oblivious to the plight, and accidentally tease a shit ton. always gets wrecked back for being a little shit

it definetely inspired some of his ideas w/ ferb. maybe they got like 1212903109 tickle machine blueprints. like i can see them both planning to build one to annoy tf out of candace or their lil backyard gang. probbaly with the cartoon hands or some rotary feather blades HAOUUUGH cartoon tickle machines... i LOVE cartoony tickle machines u cant BELIEVE

SEE VIDEO ABOVE- they studied the reflexology of the foot lmao--- maybe that one blip in a montage lasted long real time

gets tickled by candace and ferb as well. prob w/ ferb its more brothery stuff like- rough housing and punch to the head while with candace its like affectionate? iykyk

Ferb Fletcher

BRI'ISH lmao

usually softspoken- laughs like thomas brodie sangster BC THATS HIS VOICE AND I LOVE TBS HES SO HES SO ok ill stfu

ler, his one line per episode can be reserved for a snarky teasing remark like "it's been one second." or something. definetly really blunt when it comes to tickling, keeps his same expression while his hands move dynamically, maybe.

embarrassed at being a lee specifically for vanessa. who wouldn't? goth gf omg

the most ler out of everyone here, he's literally so ler. Literally have not seen him laugh

buckles down laughing as a lee, usually wheezes a lot

Candace Flynn

me when I

HAUUUOOUGH that is a LEE. just.

she panics whenever "tickle" is said- probably second-ticklish to Phineas, worst spots are basically everywhere.

such a teasy ler, says stuff like "ooooh, you are SOOO getting it!" or even just straight up says "busted!". FEARED ler in the flynn-fletcher household, even by Perry. the fucking platypus

however that makes people want to get revenge. and revenge they get. super panicky lee, flinchy, leg-kicky, her laugh says it ALL. just- she has canonically been tickled TWICE, will bargain like HELL.

tickles her bf and siblings, verbal teases a shit ton

likes it when jeremy tickles her bc obviously, so it happens often, they switch. OH bless her, shes genuinely the funniest i thought she was annoying

does her little "hehehehe" AAAH

with her unlucky streak always ends up unintentional guinea pig for tickle related inventions.

Agent P

Heinz Doofenshmirtz

he's a platypus, but still. ticklish tummy and sides and stuff bc those are his anthro parts, pretends not to react in his disguise- but his "krkrkrkr" noise gets more high pitched and squeaky.

doof had to restart his monologue about some sort of bacckstory on why he made some random like banana-inator or something while he was being tickled lol

also under his tail and back.

once a tickling trap has managed to subdue him, but managed to get out. he's BAD fucking ASS guys i used to be obsessed with perry bc just- yes

laughter just sounds like the little perry sound ITS A CUTE SOUND

is also a canon ler. LIKE his little fingers omg

maybe his evil clone from the movies used tickles :> LIKE the dystopia setting that was so funny i loved it, i remember the hologram of major monogram showering

canon lee. take this knowledge as you will

either touch starved or absolutely tickle repulsed. perry canonically used it against him in combat

got tickled by norm before he programmed that out of him. some of the 'inators have turned on him. SPEAKING of that, great evil ler for sorta goofy hostage situations and interrogations. OWCA agent hostage situation, yk

invited perry over to work on his "evil laugh" or something would happen in the show and yk what else would happen.. maybe a tk fight

used to tickle vanessa a lot, she H A T E D it.

makes a bunch of stupid descisions that ends in him getting wrecked lol

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz

Reserved as fuck. refuses to crack, uses her stern voice through laughter, then breaks out into "KGH- HAHAHA-" sort of restrained laughter.

definetly had tickle-inators thrown at her as a halfhearted way to cheer this emo up by doofenshmirtz. i love doof hes funny lol

when she was friends w/ candace iirc, they probably had tk fights bc no matter how weirdly shaped they are, these are tickle headcanons, you can imagine them as regular human shaped lol

GOTH FRIENDS LIKE SHE HAS GLOOMY GOTH FRIENDS SHES A GOTH GIRL omg goth lee

this is what procrastination does to a mf but it was fun so it's ok I got to listen to the SONGSSSS THEY SLAP

[happyandticklish]

ahh i hope it’s okay to send a few pairings in one ask for the tickle fight thing!!! if not feel free to pick one or two from these xoxo

jeremy & michael (bmc); elio & oliver (cmbyn); l & light (death note); jd & veronica (heathers); nancy & robin (stranger things)

Luckily for you I happen to love all these ships, so I will be completing each of these~ Thanks for sending some in!

In the future though, I'll probably have people send just one or two at a time though, just because tagging is a bit of a mess lol

Under the cut because it got long yada yada yada

Round Eleven: Jeremy vs Michael

Okay so. Technically Michael was the sole winner of their tickle fights for most of their friendship, however, this was mostly because he would take down Jeremy before the other boy ever got a chance to actually fight back. I feel like Michael would both know about and have The Kink (not necessarily sexually, that's just the only term that doesn't sound stupid for it lol), so he's always nervous about people tickling him because he's worried someone's gonna figure it out. So for a lot of their friendship, Jeremy believed that Michael just wasn't ticklish.

Until one day, around their sophomore year, Jeremy accidentally went for this spot on Michael's knee and the latter let out this shriek-y giggle sound and immediatelly fled the fight in his scramble to get away. And Jeremy's eyes are so wide because wtf you aren't supposed to be ticklish. But of course he has to test this out, which is when he realizes that apparently Michael Mell is unbelievably ticklish everywhere and a mess when tickled. So after that, their fights became more 50/50 (as Jeremy still loses a fuckton of them due to being a ball of ticklish nerves)

Round Twelve: Elio vs Oliver

I feel like Oliver wins most of their tickle fights unless he's purposefully letting himself fail. Elio's definitely the more ticklish of the two, which makes him more likely to lose and more determined to win. Oliver is pretty ticklish himself, but you have to catch him in the right mood or else he's good at resisting it. Early mornings are the best time for this, when he's all soft and sleepy. It'll start with Elio's fingers gently brushing his sides, and then warm, ticklish kisses on his neck and breath in his ear, and all of a sudden Elio is pinching his hips and Oliver is curling up against him and letting out these very un-Oliver like giggles. He won't fight back in the morning either, so most of Elio's wins have come from this. However, the majority of the time, no matter who instigates it, Elio is losing hard.

Round Thirteen: L vs Light

Just to start this off, I don't think that these two would engage in that many tickle fights to begin with. It does occur sometimes, but in general they're not that touchy of people. HOWEVER. When they do occur, Light is almost always the victim. L has detective advantages and can pinpoint his worst spots. He likes to catch Light off guard and wrap their chain around his other wrist before he can notice, and then he'll just casually poke along Light's frame, commenting on all of his reactions. And Light is hissing and struggling to break free and doing everything in his power not to laugh despite how scarily good L is at tickling. Also, Light has this spot on his neck that kills him every time and he cannot fight back at that point, all of his efforts are devoted to blocking off the area. L usually only loses when he hits too ticklish of a spot and Light gets hit with this bolt of energy that allows him to turn the tables.

Round Fourteen: JD vs Veronica

It's almost perfectly even between the two, they're like children about it. Both only siblings, both having never had to deal with tickle fights, both with pretty equal sensitivity. JD is more vicious in his approach, but Veronica is methodical with it and will allow herself to be taken down for a bit if it gives her time to strategize. I'd argue that JD might lose a bit more purely because he not-so-subtly enjoys the affection and will give up the fight just to get wrecked. Not that he'll ever admit to it, of course.

Round Fifteen: Nancy vs Robin

NANCY. Robin cannot hold her own in a tickle fight to save her life. She can win against Steve because he lets her and doesn't mind it, so I feel like she developed this cockiness with it that was quickly disproven when she first tried going up against Nancy. Nancy IS ticklish, don't get me wrong, but she doesn't really enjoy the sensation or the lack of control it gives her. Sometimes she's more okay with it than others, especially when Robin's the one doing it, but she can't help her body's natural fight or flight response to it. She gets mean with tickling to, going for worst spots right away and using her long nails to her advantage. And Robin, who is a mess of nervous energy to begin with, never stands a chance against her. I would argue that while sometimes Nancy will let her tickle her, if she's in the right mood, Robin can never win if it's a genuine tickle fight.

[jmagnabo92]

It’s a Twin Thing - Ch 1

A few weeks after Hetty’s almost banishment, Trevor’s in for a surprise when his twin brother comes by for a visit.

AO3

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Trevor sighs, contentedly, as Hetty cuddles into him.  Despite it being earlier than usual for the aftermath of the rendezvous, Hetty doesn’t immediately leave.  After nearly being sent to the woods for a year, they’ve both been rather clingy … not that either of them would admit it.

Instead, they just cuddle together sometimes quietly – they’ve fallen asleep on more than one occasion – and sometimes they’ll chat quietly about random things.  They usually take turns talking about what’s on their minds and sharing stories of their pasts.

Lately, he can’t stop thinking about his brother.  Although everyone knows that he has a brother now, Hetty’s the only one that he had mentioned Jeremy being his twin brother to (although Flower had guessed ages ago).  Their rendezvouses in the last month or so since the heir nonsense happened usually led to cuddling and Trevor talking about some story where he and Jeremy had attempted to pretend to be each other until they failed at it.  It was always a competition between the brothers to see who could last longer pretending to be the other – Trevor always claimed the crown unless it involved someone asking him to draw something.

He loved those moments.  He loved those stories.  He wishes that he could relive those days, those times.  He misses Jeremy something terrible and he wishes more than anything that he could see him, again.  Talk to him, tell him that he feels like a part of his soul is missing and that he wishes that he’d come to the memorial, but he appreciated that he sent Tara Reid (even if that had been a disaster).  It showed him that he knows what Trevor would want even decades later, even decades without him.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Hetty questions as she looks up at him, lifting her head from his chest.  Their clothes hadn’t returned yet, so he knew that she hadn’t fallen asleep despite how quiet she was being.  

Trevor hums.  It’s his turn to tell a story.  “Just thinking about Jeremy, again.”

“Are you going to tell me another story about the two of you switching places?” Hetty questions, somehow looking excited.

Trevor grins.  “That depends.  Would you like to hear one?”

Hetty hums in agreement.  “I would as I am waiting on a particular story.”

Trevor laughs.  “Oh yeah?  What story would that be?”

Hetty grins.  “I have decided that you two switched so often that you are secretly Jeremy.”

Trevor can’t help bursting out laughing.  “You really think that Jeremy and I switched the day I died and I’m not Trevor, but I’ve been pretending to be him for over twenty years?”

“Well, no one would have any idea, correct?”

“That’s correct.”

“Thus, theoretically, you could have decided to be Trevor while actually being Jeremy for your entire afterlife.”

“I love J-dog and it’s undoubtedly fun fooling everyone, except our parents, but I can’t imagine doing that for twenty years – it’d feel wrong.  I love him, but that was a game we played together – we never did it without permission from the other,” Trevor states.  Not after the one-time that got them both in major trouble.  “Besides, I like being T-money instead of J-dog.”

“It is hard to take you seriously with those ridiculous monikers,” Hetty states, somewhat teasingly.  

Trevor laughs.  “Oh, please.  I know you love it.”

“I do no such thing,” Hetty states, but the smile on her lips says otherwise.  

He gives her a quick kiss and says, “Uh-huh, I totally believe you.”

“You should as I am being sincere.”

“Sure, you are.”

“It is impolite to suggest a lady such as myself would lie.”

“It’s impolite for a lady such as yourself to lie to her lover about something as silly as liking my T-Money moniker,” Trevor teases.  “And continuing to lie just means you’ll have to suffer the consequences.”

He shifts so that he can move his hand down Hetty’s side since she’s ticklish there.  

Hetty clearly knows what he’s thinking of doing and tries to wiggle away.  “Don’t you dare, Trevor!”  

“I won’t if you admit you like it,” Trevor teases.  

“Never!”

Laughing Trevor begins to tickle her, and it takes no time at all to get Hetty all giggly and begging for mercy, even as she shifts on top of him and pins him down.

“I win,” Hetty says, gleefully.

Trevor smiles.  “I’m right where I want to be – so I think I win.  Now, admit it.  You like my T-Money thing.”

Hetty leans down as if she’s going to kiss him but stops just out of reach.  “You are correct, Trevor, but do not let that go to your head.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Trevor teases, just before she closes the distance for the kiss.  

“Good.”

***

He knows that it might not be a good idea to come here.  Probably a terrible one, but he figured he had to – he had to know – had to see him – had to deal with these things he’s been avoiding.  It was ridiculous that he couldn’t summon the courage to visit during the memorial, but he hadn’t been expecting his parents to throw one and he wasn’t – wasn’t ready to face the reality of losing his twin.  

While it’s true that he had known – especially with his ability to suddenly see ghosts around the time that his brother had obviously died and those dreams of this very familiar mansion – but there had still been a part of him that ached for it not to be true.  He had had such a hard time with the loss, with not knowing where he was, and worse knowing that he was likely a ghost somewhere.  The dreams he had were not helpful as he wasn’t sure if they were real or not – and some, he certainly hoped not.  His – their – parents had tried to reassure him.  Tell him that Trevor was not stuck on as a ghost, but he knew – he could feel it.  

They hadn’t really accepted the possibility until the weekend where they discovered exactly where Trevor had died – everything that had happened, the woman owner of the house acting so strange by encouraging the memorial for one, and the final moment where she said, ‘what if he was here – what would you tell him?’.  They had believed then that not only was he there, but the woman could see him like Jeremy could see him (and other ghosts).

Despite this, they didn’t think it would be a good idea for Jeremy to visit until and unless he was ready, but how do you ever get ready for that?  He had nearly made this trip a dozen times in the last few months, and every time he turned around.  

Every time he found himself afraid and overwhelmed.  He thought about what Trevor would say, if he’d be angry that he hadn’t come sooner, if he’d blame Jeremy for being the reason he’s stuck.  If he resented Jeremy for being the cautious and careful twin, rather than Trevor as the reckless and risky twin.

It was illogical, he knew, but it was how he felt.  

And he couldn’t stand the thought of Trevor hating him.  Blaming him.

Because he blamed himself.  

He should’ve been there – done something, somehow.  

Stopped him from falling into the lake or whatever.  They had no idea what actually happened, his bones – waterlogged as they were – told them nothing.  And Trevor’s so-called bros had been less than helpful.  

Jeremy was always sure they knew something – gut instinct and what not, but that didn’t mean squat to the authorities who had nothing to go on.  And after twenty-two and a half years, there wasn’t any evidence of anything other than an accident.  

Still, if he’d been a better brother – maybe he would have been there or helped him find better friends.  What if he had somehow gotten in good with Trevor’s friends and been able to stop him from doing reckless and risky things all of the time?  What if he had convinced him that he didn’t need to do risky and stupid things to be the life of the party?  What if he had spent more time in the city with Trevor rather than hide out in the country where he’s more comfortable?  What if he convinced him that he was better off leaving Lehman Brothers and branching out away from those douchey bros to be with his actual bro?

There were so many things he could have done, so many words left unsaid, so many what ifs.  

Maybe he would finally get answers here.  

He could feel Trevor’s presence as soon as he pulls up, but it takes a minute and several deep breaths before he gets out of the car before he can convince himself to drive back home and not face his brother.  

The front door was open, probably due to the nice weather and to encourage random drop-ins for the business. Given that he hadn’t exactly planned a visit (if only because he had attempted and failed to make this trip a dozen times), this is probably a good thing.  

Still, it’s as nice and homey as his parents told him (they had attempted to reassure him that if Trevor was there at least it was homey – the fact that his drawings and paintings matched a house that he had never set foot in helped assure him that Trevor was definitely there).  He can’t help looking around, and hoping to just spot Trevor rather than have to talk to the owners and explain what exactly he was doing here, but despite noting two obvious ghosts – a captain and a  Lieutenant colonel from opposite sides of the revolutionary war in the library kissing, interesting, he only sees two other ghosts in the living room – a hippie and a Native American, who have appeared to have noticed him.  

No Trevor.  

There’s plenty of land, obviously, so Trevor doesn’t necessarily have to be in the house at the moment, but he’d somehow been hoping that Trevor would be the first person that he would see.  That he wouldn’t have to go searching.

Although, it was entirely possible that his brother had ascended, and he would never know it – would he lose this ability if his brother ascends?  Did the fact that he has this ability even mean that his brother was ghost?  How did it work?  

He had no idea.  Yet, due to the memorial and drawings, he was convinced that Trevor was here – at least, he has been for twenty years.  He could be gone by now.  What if the memorial got him to ascend?  Maybe he’d been hyping himself up to do this all for naught?

What would he do, then?

“SAM!  There’s someone here!” the Native American yells from the living room.  

He doesn’t react.  If his brother isn’t here, then he doesn’t want to give away his ability.  The last thing he wants to do is talk to more ghosts who are less than helpful to his plight of seeing dead people and trying to play at normal.

He’s sure the other living that can clearly see ghosts – Sam – probably wishes the ghosts here would let her play being a bit more normal.  Of course, neither of them were.  Not with this ability most people don’t have.  

He hears footsteps on the stairs, as the hippie woman says, “He looks awfully familiar.”

“He does, doesn’t he?” her companion offers.  

Ignoring them, he looks up at the woman on the stairs, who stops on the landing with two other ghosts behind her – one that’s clearly a Viking and the other who is wearing a scout uniform and an arrow through the neck – ouch.  He’s seen some brutal deaths – that’s a rough way to die for sure.  

It’s at that point that it occurs him that maybe he should’ve gone by the lake, maybe if Trevor died drowning – he’d hang out there?  Before he could leave the house awkwardly – like he’s prone to do, the blonde, clearly alive woman, says, “Trevor?”

“How did you know?” he asks, without thinking.  It had been common practice for he and Trevor to just answer to the other’s name.  They switched so often when they were younger that half the time, he forgot that his name wasn’t Trevor.  

Of course, these days, the name causes an ache his chest.  

He can see the ghosts all reacting confused and excited.  They had clearly put together that he was Trevor’s brother and that he probably came seeking closure about his brother the way his parents had.  

They chatter about seeing him and someone realizes that they should go get Trevor because he should be here for this – both the hippie and arrow man immediately mention that they hadn’t seen him all morning – midafternoon, but that they’d split up and look for him in his usual haunts.  

Several minutes pass before Sam says, “Uh, lucky guess.  You sort of remind me of someone.”

“I get that a lot – were you thinking about them just now?” he asks, giving her an out for awkward silence since he knows what it’s like to be overwhelmed by ghosts that don’t understand what it looks like for her to be silent and trying not to react (and failing) to their commentary.  

A couple of the ghosts mention that it was interesting that he had offered her an out when Sam nods.  “Oh, yes.  He was – uh – a good friend that – uh – recently passed.  My apologies, I’m probably seeming all sorts of weird to you.”

“Weird should be my middle name – I’m quite weird myself,” he offers.  He’s waiting for her to mention anything about his brother or something, while the ghosts continue commenting.

But luckily as the arrow man and the hippy return with yet another ghost with news that they had not found Trevor, he hears, “Jeremy?” from his left.  

He turns to see Trevor standing there in a half suit – interesting and unfortunate death outfit – with a Victorian woman with red-hair.  Those dreams were definitely real.

He doesn’t hesitate (and neither does Trevor) to move forward to hug him.  He could hear surprised voices behind him and the one beside them, but he doesn’t care as he envelopes his brother in a hug for the first time in over twenty-two years.  He puts one arm around his back, while the other goes to his hair to ruffle it, like always.  Trevor mimics him, and to be honest, he finally feels completed for the first time in years – like a piece of himself that had been missing was finally locking into place.  

[homo-phoneic]

Things me and my friends said except I turn them Into bmc incorrect quotes

Also warning for lots of NSFW jokes LMAO

Also tw for a brief mention of suicide

**doing math homework**

SQUIP: okay it's 584

Jeremy, who's LED lights on there laptop's keyboard went out so they can't see any of the keys: **clicks 3**

SQUIP: ...that's a fucking 3-

Jeremy: **SOB** I KNOW-

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Jeremy: HOW DARE YOU BETRAY ME I COULD TOTALLY BEAT MICHAEL IN A TICKLE FIGHT I KNOW IM NOT TICKLISH AND HE DOESNT KNOW IF HES TICKLISH OR NOT I WOULD SO WIN!

Christine: AHAHSHDJJFFH-

Jeremy: I HAVE A CHANCE! HE DOESNT! PLUS HES SHORT!

Christine: short people can hide easier so they can jump out and attack >:)

Jeremy: I'm a raccoon! Even if I'm tall I can also jump out and attack!

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Michael: Jeremy I am extremely bored again

Jeremy: same :(

Michael: I looped my favorite song for so long my brain reprogrammed itself to tune it out so now I can't even distract myself with that anymore!

Jeremy: Lmao loser

Jeremy:... /j

Jeremy: please don't hang up

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Rich: you're a bitch and tall /neg

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Jeremy: why are your cats getting more bitches than I am??

Michael: hey they're also getting more bitches than I am

Jeremy: i can fix that **lipbites** /j

Michael: LMAOOO-

Jeremy: /hj

Michael: WAIT-

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Michael: I'm watching porn with Jeremy 🙏

Christine: WHAT.

YOURE WHAT NOW?

IM SORRY???

HUH??????

MICHAEL?!??!?

YOU WANNA EXPLAIN YOURSELF?????

HEY????

Michael, only messaging back like the next day: we were doing it as a joke, no homo

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Jeremy: what do I say to make the AI fuck me

Michael: YOU THINK IM GOOD AT THAT??

Jeremy: I DONT KNOW YOUVE SEXTED ME BEFORE-

Michael: YEAH BUT I WAS PANICKING ALRIGHT-

Jeremy: SO WAS I! YOU KEPT ASKING ME WHAT I WANTED AND I WAS LIKE IDFK UR THE TOP ARENT YOU SUPPOSED TO DECIDE??

Michael: HAHSHDHF DUDE I HAD NO CLUE WHAT I WAS DOING I WAS JUST LYING IN BED AND LIKE- "oo Jeremy texted m- oh."

Jeremy: AHAHSHHDBG

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Jeremy: Michael I'm having a panic attack rn do you mind not taking about sexy Jeff Bezos

Michael: No no okay but hear me out-

Jeremy: IM NOT HEARING YOU OUT-

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Jeremy: sobbing rn

I'm just so quirky and built different my eyes can't handle it

Michael: WHAT HAPPENED??

Jeremy: I LITERALLY HAVE NO CLUE

MY BRAIN JUST DECIDED TO WITHHOLD THE SEROTONIN TODAY

I LOST MY SEROTONIN PRIVILEGES

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Jeremy: I love youu

Michael: please don't kill yourself

Jeremy: what

Michael: the last time you showed any amount of affection to me without prompt you tried to perish

Jeremy: FUCK OFF LET ME BE NICE-

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Michael:

HELP

ME

PLEASE

JEREMY

I BEG YOU

Jeremy: oh fuck what happened

Michael: RICH WONT STOP PLAYING THE FUCKING KAZOO

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Michael: christineeee wake upppp

Christine: yeahhhh?

Michael: Jeremy's being manipulated againnnn

Christine: AGAIN?

Michael: AGAIN.

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Rich: but why is it all like diagonal and shit?

Jeremy: why did my mother leave me at age six?

Rich: I.... slay I guess??

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Jeremy: wait but rich isn't allowed to do that

Michael: oh no what will rich, the person we all know definitely follows all laws and rules do? How will he proceed?

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Jake: isn't that the national animal

Rich: I thought that was Jeremy

Michael: no he's the national furry!

Rich: ohhh right!

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Jeremy: :(

Michael: don't you dare.

Jeremy: D:

Michael: oh come on you know I can't take it when you send me sad emoticons like that

Jeremy: :[

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Michael: I'm eating blue cheese out of a bowl how does this make you feel

Jeremy: ENJOY YOURE FUCKING M O L D

Michael: I am this is amazing mold

Jeremy: shudders

Michael: lovely mold 10/10

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Jeremy: dude im so bored

Christine: hi so bored I'm Christine

Jeremy: well now I'm just bored and suicidal

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Jeremy: i miss Michael i want Michael to come back I wanna put him in my pocket

Rich: Michael's gonna come back

Jeremy: i miss him

Brooke: we know.

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I'll probably do more of these later but I am so tired and I'm gonna go sleep now

[bmeef-jermky]

Accusations (Michael/Jeremy)

A/N — ignore the fact I haven’t posted a tickle fic in like almost a year LMAO

“You’re literally so ticklish.” Michael hummed and gently lifted up his head to look up at Jeremy from his quite comfortable position between his legs.

Jeremy’s face felt warm as he glared down at Michael, only half as intimidating as intended. “I’m not even that much. You’re overexaggerating it!”

“Was I overexaggerating it that time we were trying to practice dancing?”

It had been a few days before some school dance in sixth grade. Normally, Jeremy wouldn’t have even thought about going to one, but he wanted to at least try and see what one was really like.

That’s how Michael and him decided to practice dancing for it, not taking it too seriously at all. Until they jokingly tried a waltz and Jeremy would start giggling and squirming at Michael’s hands on his hips.

There was more to that memory, but Jeremy got distracted from it by a gentle squeeze being delivered to his side.

“Hey!” Jeremy squeaked out and grabbed Michael’s wrist quickly, face now going from warm to hot. “First of all, ‘overexaggerating’ wouldn’t even be how you’d say that.”

“Deflecting much?” Michael teased with a smirk as he gently lifted up Jeremy’s shirt.

The anticipation and tips of Michael’s fingers resting on his tummy seemed to break the giggle dam for Jeremy. “Michael!”

“Hey, I’m not tickling you.” He pointed out, resting his head back down on its original place on Jeremy’s tummy before the whole ticklish argument started.

Jeremy played with Michael’s hair, still coming down from his giggle fit as he played with the boy’s hair. “You knew what you were doing.”

“Nope.” Michael lied, eyes closed as he laid oh so comfortably on his dear Jeremy. He was laying the side of his head on Jeremy’s tummy, ear pressed against it.

“Michael, I love you, but this is making me feel pregnant.”

“How the fuck..?” Michael opened his eyes and moved his head to look at Jeremy again, now frowning. “You ruined the moment.”

“First of all, you ruined it first by throwing around these being ticklish accusations. Second of all, because it feels like you’re trying to listen to my nonexistent baby.”

“Well, to address your second comment first, if I were to lay down with my face directly on your tummy for a long time, I would suffocate and die.”

Jeremy’s tummy did somersaults as Michael poked his side with a smile.

“As for the first comment? That accusation can kind of be proven with this.”

And that’s how the giggle dam was broken once again with Michael’s blowing a raspberry on Jeremy’s tummy.

[achillestickler]

Here's the info on the latest updates at AchillesHeelArt!

Last week a muscular, extremely ticklish victim was locked in a wicked device in "The Red Room" that mercilessly tickled and edged him into near insanity! He begs for release but his pleas fall on deaf, mechanical ears. Also that week a look back at "Most Wanted Ticklees" a drawing from 2011 that was a request from a member who wanted to see two specific porn stars (Brady Jensen and Jeremy Bilding) locked in stocks for foot tickling. A simple, but effective drawing.

This week, Liam Neeson has a very specific set of skills. Skills that make him a nightmare for someone like you. He will find you...and he will TICKLE YOU. I don't often draw scenarios from the victim's perspective but I felt it worked great for "Taken and Tickled". Also this week, since I drew a tough action star, I thought I'd repost similar one from 2012. In "Cranky" poor Jason Statham is injected with a drug that will kill him if he gets in a bad mood. His friend help keep him alive through relentless foot tickling!

I'm fast approaching my 100th new drawing since starting to make tickle art again! I've got something special planned for the 100th piece so stay tuned!

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Patreon HERE

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

are you still interested in bmc at all? :]if so opinions on lee!rich? i never see any tkl content for him 😔

Ooo thanks anonymous for the ask! (:

I’ve always seen rich as ticklish because he’s such an awkward silly and playful boy. I can totally see that Rich always liked starting tickle fights with people but stopped when he took that computer pillsquipimadoodle. I think he has high pitched and squeaky laughter, and doesn’t love being tickled but enjoys it as part of a tickle fight. Because he DEFINITELY likes tickle fights. And I can even see him making friends with Jeremy after the squipcident and “casually” mentioning he’s ticklish with the hope that jeremy would initiate a tickle fight.

Sorry this is a bit rambly lmk if you would like me to elaborate!

[trashyswitch]

Fun Helps The Work Go By

Jeremy spends some time helping Scott calm down from the nerves of working.

This fanfic is for @gamequeenanya & @fishedchip on Tumblr. I hope you enjoy!

Scott was sitting in the Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza security office. He was watching intently for the 

animatronics, trying to make sure he could see them every time they moved on him. Most people would tell him to calm down. But no! If he calmed down, he was afraid he was going to be caught and stuffed into one of the suit-

Scott was pulled out of his thoughts by a pair of hands on his sides. “GAH!” Scott yelled, grabbing his sides quickly and giggling like a child.

Jeremy giggled. “Gotcha.” 

Scott chuckled and slowly let go of his own sides. “Yohou- you got me.” He said. 

“Are you okay?” Jeremy asked. 

Scott nodded, despite his nerves starting to get the best of him. “Yeah, I’m fine.” 

Jeremy grabbed Scott’s shoulders. “I know you’re not.” Jeremy told him. 

Scott gulped. “What…would you do if I wasn’t?” Scott asked. 

Jeremy smirked and poked Scott’s belly. “Take a wild guess.” 

Scott giggled and poked Jeremy back. “Nohoho tihickles wihithout pahaybahahack!” Scott reacted. 

“Nuh uh! Nohoho wahahay! Ihit’s my turn to tickle first.” Jeremy told him as he skittered his fingers on Scott’s belly. 

Scott snorted and bursted out in fits of little high pitched giggles. His stomach was a really good spot to go for, especially for a starter spot. “EEEEhehehehe! Hehehehey!” Scott reacted. 

“Hey? Hay is for horses, silly goose!” Jeremy teased. 

Scott groaned with cringe. Did Jeremy make a freaking dad joke?! 

“Whyhyhy ahaha Dahad johohohoke?” Scott asked. “Yohohohou’re nohot eheheven ahaha dahahahad!” Scott added. 

Jeremy laughed. “Can I not enjoy Dad jokes until I’m a father?” Jeremy asked. 

Scott just continued to giggle. “Wehehell…” 

“Well what? You gotta speak up if you’re gonna explain yourself.” Jeremy encouraged. 

“Dahahahad johohokes suhuck!” Scott told him. 

Jeremy gasped and stopped tickling for a moment. He held his own chest with his hand, and looked utterly offended. “How DARE you say such things!” Jeremy reacted. 

Scott was a giggly mess from Jeremy’s dramaticness alone. 

Jeremy smirked. “Would you mind if I lift up your shirt?” Jeremy asked, forgetting his offended dramatic voice. 

Scott blushed a little bit. “S-sure.” 

Jeremy smiled and lifted up Scott’s shirt. And in a second, Jeremy shoved his head of blonde hair onto Scott’s belly. 

Scott bursted out laughing almost immediately. “AAHAHAHAhahahaha! Nohohohoho!” Scott reacted. 

Jeremy accidentally wheezed, letting out a bunch of air from his mouth. The air fell onto Scott’s belly, and Jeremy smirked as he heard giggles leaving Scott’s mouth. 

“Ihihi’m tohohohoo tihihicklihihish- BaaAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Scott bursted out. 

Jeremy gasped. “Are your lower ribbies ticklish?” Jeremy asked. 

“YEHEHEHEHESSSSS!” Scott yelled back. 

“What about your top ribs?” Jeremy asked as he dragged his hands up to Scott’s upper ribs. He started digging in and wiggling his fingers on the top two ribs. 

“HAHAhahahahaha! Nohoho, myhyhy hihihigher rihihibs ahare lehess tihihicklihish.” Scott admitted. 

Jeremy nodded. “Good to know.” Jeremy replied as he removed his hands.

Scott giggled and grabbed Jeremy’s hands, holding onto them. “Nohoho, dohon’t stop.” Scott begged. 

Jeremy looked at him, confused. “What?” 

Scott smiled as he blushed. “Can…Can you do it again?” Scott asked. 

Jeremy smirked. “What part?” he asked. 

“Uh…” Scott looked down with a scarlet blush. “Thehairtickles?” Scott mumbled. 

“I’m sorry…you’re gonna have to repeat yourself.” Jeremy told him.

“R-really? Butwhy?” Scott asked. 

Jeremy giggled. “I can’t understand you, sir! You need to speak a little slower.” 

Scott groaned as his blush grew darker and darker. “I…I want you to…do the hair thing…” Scott told him. 

Jeremy giggled. “The hair thing?” Jeremy smirked as he flipped his hair. “Like this?” Jeremy asked as he did a sexy pose. 

Scott groaned again and covered his face. “Nooooooo.” He mumbled. 

Jeremy laughed. “Then what do you mean?!” Jeremy asked. 

Scott growled as he uncovered his face quickly. “I want you to shove your hair into my belly and freaking TICKLE ME.” Scott yelled. 

 Jeremy widened his eyes, surprised Scott was actually able to get it out of him. Jeremy smiled a bit more. “Okay. I can do that.” Jeremy told him. 

Jeremy shoved his hair into Scott’s belly and started shaking his head left and right rapidly to make it tickle as much as possible. 

Scott laughed with glee as he felt tons of serotonin filling his brain all at once. It was so satisfying and fun being tickled by Jeremy! The two boys had been friends for a month now, and the two already felt like they’ve been friends for years! 

Jeremy lifted up his chin, and blew a raspberry onto Scott’s belly. 

Scott HOWLED with laughter. “AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! RAHAHASBEHEHERRIES TOOHOHOHOO?!” Scott asked. 

“You bet I’m giving you raspberries!” Jeremy declared. “Your widdle belly needs them to live!” Jeremy added. 

“Ihihi dohoho nohohot.” Scott muttered with a giggle.

“You most certainly do!” Jeremy replied. “All bellies deserve love. Especially bellies that belong to ticklish people.” Jeremy added. 

“Thahahat’s ahahall behellies!” Scott reacted. 

“Shhhh!” Jeremy covered his mouth. “Spoilers, buddy!” Jeremy reacted. 

Scott giggled against his hand. 

Jeremy widened his eyes and morphed his face into a look of disgust. “Did you just-” He removed his hand and stared at his limp, slightly wet hand. “Did you just lick my hand?!” 

Scott threw his head back and laughed. “HAhahahaha! Yeheah! Ihihi dihihid.” Scott replied. 

Jeremy couldn’t help but chuckle at him in slight disgust. Wanting to get rid of the germs, Jeremy wiped his hand on Scott’s shirt, before using Hand Sanitizer to clean up his hands of Scott’s germs. “You’re gross.” Jeremy told him. 

Scott giggled. “Yeheah, I know.” He replied. 

Jeremy then went right back to tickling his belly. He shoved his face into Scott’s belly and blew a big raspberry. 

Scott threw his head back with a fit of laughs while kicking his feet all over the place. Scott was laughing hysterically as Jeremy blew raspberry after raspberry after raspberry. It was fairly funny to watch. 

“Boys…” someone called. 

Jeremy removed his face from Scott’s stomach as quickly as possible. “What- Oh…” 

Scott had gasped and sat up, pushing Jeremy’s face out of the way. “Mr. Wi-” 

Scott let out a big sigh of relief the moment he realized who it really was. He laid himself against the ground again. “It’s just Mike.” He said. 

Mike raised an eyebrow. “You really thought I was William?” Mike asked. 

Scott looked down, feeling guilty and embarrassed. “S-Sorry…” Scott mumbled. 

Mike just chuckled. “It’s fine. But does my voice really sound like him?” Mike asked. 

Jeremy giggled. “Well…kinda. But you sound even more like him when you're walking in with a tired voice.” Jeremy told him. 

Mike hummed with a smirk. “My NaMe iS wiLLiAm AfToN! AnD i ALwAyS lOoK liKe I jUsT gOt OuT oF bEd!” Mike joked. 

Scott guffawed and laughed, while Jeremy stifled his own laugh. 

Mike smiled and started imitating William’s many mannerisms. “HaS aNyOnE sEeN tHe oNLy PeN i EvEr UsE?” Mike asked in William’s ‘voice’. 

Jeremy laughed and handed him a pen. “Here Mr. Afton. Use mine.” 

Mike scoffed and pushed the pen away. “I’m NoT uSiNg YoUr FiLtH!” Mike teased.

Scott laughed. “Wow! William actually showing emotion?! What a strange day this must be!” Scott teased. 

“I sHoW nO eMoTiOn BeCaUsE ThEn PeOpLe wOuLd tHiNk I’m EmOtIoNaL!” Mike mocked. “It’S a WoNdEr I hAvE a WiFe.” Mike added.

Jeremy stepped in and pretended he was wearing a suit. “Do YoU LiKe mY bEaRd? I hAvEn’T sHaVeD iN yEaRs!” Jeremy mocked. 

Scott was DYING of laughter at this point. 

“I dRiVe a 1960 fOrD cOuRiEr!” Mike added. “ThE wOrSt CaR iN eXiStEnCe! AnD i EvEn HaVe NoOdLeS fOr ArMs!” Mike added as well. 

Mike laughed. “AnD fOr ThE LaSt TiMe: I AM NOT A FURRY!” Mike teased, putting up 4 of his fingers to represent his golden Bonnie costume. 

The boys all howled with laughter. Then, Scott decided to join: 

“AnD i’M aLsO bRiTiSh FoR sOmE rEaSoN! ChIp ChiP cHeEriO! GoD sAvE tHe QueEn!” Scott added. 

“BAHAHAHAHA! Making fun of him being British now?!” Jeremy reacted. 

Scott nodded. “AnD i HaVe No WeAkNeSsEs!” Scott joked. “BuT iF yOu sO mUcH aS tOuCh My SiDeS, i WiLL PrObAbLy kILL yOu!” Scott added. 

Mike tilted his head. “What do you mean, ‘touch his sides’?” Mike asked. 

“He’s not…Wait, is he?!” Jeremy asked. 

Scott giggled evilly. “Yes! He’s really ticklish. More ticklish than me, if you can believe it.” Scott added. 

Mike and Jeremy widened their eyes and looked at each other. 

“Are you serious?!” Jeremy reacted. 

“100% serious!” Scott replied. 

The boys all bursted out laughing again. 

“Wow…I didn’t know that.” Mike admitted. “I guess he really does have a weakness.” 

“Speaking of weaknesses:” Jeremy added before poking Scott’s sides. 

Scott squealed and held his sides, giggling all high-pitched. “NOHOhoho!” Scott reacted. 

“Scott happens to have the exact same weakness as our boss!” Jeremy teased. 

Jeremy laughed. “And they happen to have the same spot too.” Jeremy added as he continued to skitter his fingers on Scott’s sides. 

Scott giggled and laughed, cackling the moment Jeremy’s hands reached his lower ribs. He felt so vulnerable at that moment. 

But…maybe it wasn’t so bad. After all, they are his friends. Friends till the end.

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I remember everyone used to always HC Christine as not ticklish but I actually think she’s the most ticklish with Jeremy as the second. It’s just she can actually hold her own and fight back at least for a little while

THANK YOU for speaking this gospel, I was going insane back in the day because it always seemed like my favorite girl characters were headcanoned as not ticklish it’s the misogyny

Trying so hard to be like “she’s not like other girls, she’s tough & strong & is the only one who isn’t ticklish” SHUT UP SHUT UUUUP *smack smack smack* SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!

Literally so happy we grew past that as a community