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whatever u do don't think about troy kissing abed's neck but abed's so ticklish he's just giggling n snorting away eep <3

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thinking about ticklish!abed tonight

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surprised laughs. that first giggle when you start tickling them, the one that bursts out of them, loud and high-pitched, the one that's half-laugh and half-yelp. surprised laughs <3

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bonus points if they're about abed or jeff 🥰🥰

i would greatly greatly appreciate community tickle hc asks bc i just finished it and am feeling so so normal about it 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

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i would greatly greatly appreciate community tickle hc asks bc i just finished it and am feeling so so normal about it 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

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Imagine Britta giving Jeff raspberries till he starts to cry a bit from laughing so hard…and Britta’s response is to laugh at him and give him more raspberries to “punish him for crying” (playfully of course)

TEARY LEE JEFF LIVES IN MY HEAD AND DOES NOT PAY A SINGLE CENT OF RENT OK???

he's britta's fav person to target bc she loves to rub it in his face how he's definitely more ticklish than her and "laughs like a girl"

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DO YOU HAVE LER!ANNIE AND LER!BRITTA HCS??

DO I??? of course i do!!!! hbfjsb OK they're very much giving good cop/bad cop ler vibes?? like britta is BRUTAL and ruthless,,, and so is annie in a way??? but she's also the type of ler to give the lee genuine compliments like "your laugh is ADORABLE!" and coo and baby talk at them,,, meanwhile britta's like "there's nO WAY you're this ticklish, what the hell??" while laughing AT u,, annie's laughing with u

& they also love teaming up on jeff OBVIOUSLY >:)

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another day of thinking about ticklish!jeff winger like it's breathing

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I can also see Abed being really susceptible to raspberries, especially those loud ones from Britta

Imagine Britta letting Jeff go to make him think he can escape, only for Annie to sit on him as he crawls away and keep wrecking him

OH ABED & NECK RASPBERRIES?? WRECKED beyond belief

also omg udkfg jeff would be SHRIEKING and cursing every other word

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Britta’s raspberries are more loud and obnoxious, and Annie’s are more cruel and methodical

Whose raspberries do you think are worse?

this is HARD bc i feel like methodical and cruel tickles would Kill him but also the loud obnoxiousness of britta's would probably get him all blushy bc of how teasy she is about it 😭😭😭

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I love community! Do you think you could write a fic based off that anon’s hc?

possibly someday!!! tbh i haven't written in a while so that seems pretty daunting bUT i'd be happy to share headcanons and answer more asks n such!!!

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Imagine Britta sitting on top of Jeff while Annie blows raspberry after raspberry on his stomach

THIS!!! THIS IS THE CONTENT I DESERVE!! THIS IS THE CONTENT WE ALL DESERVE!!!! i know jeff is one of those ppl that is ticklish basically everywhere and it makes my heart sing

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so ok hi i started watching community recently and WHY isn't there any community tickle content???

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Laying My Love On You

AN: Still catching up, hang in there! Here’s day 22 with Steven & Layla! Just some really cute fluff for the cute boi. & yes it’s a fucking Mamma Mia reference, eat your heart out.

Layla had brought it up to him while they were out running errands, and Marc had to admit the idea amused him greatly. Mostly because he knew from experience how lovingly cruel she could be, and well, Steven had been rather annoying and sulky lately. How he could still be hung up over a damn fish for this long was behind him. Regardless, he had this coming.

She'd said that Steven accidentally let slip that he's rather ticklish, but immediately realized his mistake and forced Marc out instead. He'd been subtly trying to avoid her ever since. Or not so subtle, it would seem.

They were sitting on the couch, a rerun of the Halloween Baking Championship playing in the background.

"You ready?" she whispered, lips barely ghosting over the shell of his ear. He shivered.

"Yeah, but I don't think I'm the one you should be asking," Marc chuckled, allowing her to straddle him and pin his arms to his sides.

Steven was abruptly shoved out. At first, he worried something might be wrong, but then he felt soft lips pepper his neck with tickly kisses.

"Whaha- Lahayla! Ihit's mehehe!" he cried out, as if he could never be the intended target.

"Aw, did Marc not warn you?" she asked, her tone clearly mocking. "You just thought you could hide forever, huh? Or at least until I'd forget about how you're, how did you put it? "Devastatingly ticklish?"" she quoted, a devilish grin spreading across her face. Steven went pale.

"Did- did I say that? That's seems like an exaggeration-" he cut himself off with a giggly squeal when her lips connected with his neck.

"No you definitely said that. It's been ingrained in my memory," she spoke against his skin, the vibrations causing giggles to bubble up in his throat.

She trailed kisses from his jawline down to his collarbone, enjoying every shriek, gasp and squeal he let out. She smirked, "And judging by your reactions, I'd say you were spot on," she teased, mouthing at his Adams apple. He threw his head back and cackled in response.

"Ohoho cohohome ohon, d-don't tease!" he pleaded through helpless laughter. She couldn't help but laugh along.

"Aw, but why not? Does it make it woooorse?" she cooed in a high pitched voice. Steven blushed and tried to scrunch his neck.

"Yehehes ohokahahay?" he whined, burying his face in his hands to hide. Layla scoffed, grabbing his wrists and pulling them away.

"You've been hiding for far too long, I wanna see you smile," she said in a honey sweet tone.

"I-I just thought Marc deserved to be out while you're here," he stuttered out, his honestly surprising them both.

"You know I want to spend time with you too, right?" she asked softly. Steven shrugged.

"Well, yeah, but he's the one you married," he pointed out sheepishly. "Just figured you'd rather be with with," he said quietly.

Steven heard a scoff from his left. He looked to the side to see Marc staring at him from a decorative mirror on the adjacent wall. He furrowed his brows, as if questioning him. Marc wore a smug smirk and said, "That sounds like a pretty flimsy excuse for swapping places in the middle of a tickle attack. You deserve this."

Steven was about to defend himself, yelping instead when Layla grabbed him by the hips and tugged so he was laying flat on his back. Before he could ask what she was doing, his shirt was being taken off. Her lips kissed from the base of his neck down his chest as breathy snickers and squeals filled the air.

With the trail of ticklish kisses she left in her wake, it wasn't hard to guess where her next target was.

"Lahahaylahaha nohoho! Nohohot my tuhummyyy!" he whined, hands tangled in her hair as he weakly tried to shove her away, or at the very least redirect her to a different spot.

"Oh, did I find your tickle spot?" she taunted, nuzzling her face into the warm skin. He shrieked, deep belly laughter pouring freely from his mouth with the force of rushing rapids. Layla laughed, the vibrations sending tiny shocks through his system. "I'll take that as a yes!"

Layla was going to have a very fun night.

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Hello hi please don’t ask me about my neck don’t put your fingers anywhere near my neck don’t fucking look at my neck ok cool?

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just for the hell of it

fandom: The Umbrella Academy

lee!Lila, ler!Diego

day five (tickletober): i'm not ticklish

ao3 mirror: XX

Lila normally ended her long days in bed with Diego, today was no different, whether they were at the Hargreeves mansion or a shitty motel.

She could hear his breathing, slow and quiet; like he was sleeping, he wasn’t, but he was relaxed. He was relaxed with her. Sometimes it was hard to believe that he felt that at ease around her… Sometimes she couldn’t believe how relaxed she felt around him.

It wasn’t something she was used to, the domesticity, not with her mother and certainly not with the others at the commission. Even the lovers she had taken on before Diego, she was never comfortable. It was something she could get used to.

The bed leaned as she crawled in, Diego turned towards her and smiled, he looked like shit, unfortunately he made it look hot. He handed her the TV remote, she put on a mindless home buying show to fall sleep to. She felt her eyes start to drift closed when Diego shook her shoulder.

“Hm?”

He tapped her shoulder twice. Roll over. She rolled to her side and felt his arm reach over her, she sighed in contentment.

That was another thing she wasn’t used to, physical affection, at least, not like this. This affection didn’t come at a price, it wasn’t laced with an underlying threat. It was just what it was. Affection for the hell of it. She couldn’t say she minded it.

He caressed his nails over her sides, she sighed under the scratchy tickles, they were light enough to make her smile, but not nearly enough to be annoying.

Lila squirmed slightly as Diego’s hand got heavier on her stomach, he snorted at her, “Ticklish?”

She batted as his hands with a scoff, “I’m not ticklish.” She most definitely was ticklish, not that he needed to know that.

Diego made an affirming sound, over-exaggerated if you asked Lila, “Sure.”

He kept lightly tickling her stomach while she did her best to not give in to whatever game he was playing. She instinctively squirmed out of his hold when his hands drifted towards her hips.

“Diego.”

“Yes, Lila?”

She could hear the amusement in his voice. Lila grabbed Diego’s hand to pry it away from her, he scoffed, “Not gonna be that easy.”

He climbed on her to staddle her, his hands laid over her sides and she felt a nervous smile float across her face. An excited warmth filled her belly. She gripped his wrists, “Diego, don’t you dare.”

Diego smiled as he leaned over her, “I thought you weren’t ticklish?”

“That is not what I meheheahant!”

Diego dug his hands into her sides while Lila slapped his hands with no real strength. Lila heard herself squeal as Diego’s hands climbed up towards her underarms, a blush climbed up her face.

“Diehehehgo!”

She hated how much that sounded like a whine; she knew Diego had heard it when he snorted. Her legs kicked out, Diego’s knees collapsed under him, and his face landed against her neck.

“Did you just kick me?!” Laughter interrupted his sentence.

High-pitched giggles escaped her, the vibrations on her neck far too much for her to handle. This only made Diego laugh harder. 

“I- I cahahan’t! Ohohoff, you asshohole!”

Diego slowly lifted himself off her, still slightly breathless. Lila was still giggling.

“I’m not even touching you anymore.”

Lila tried to glare at him, but it was softened by the laughing fit.

“Shuhut uhup!”

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s*x education tickles pls