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Hi Navy! Saw the request announcement and got excited! (⁠ ^▽^ ⁠)

Could I request some lee!Max with lers!Gwen and David? Maybe he's bumming about his parents not showing up, and the counselors try to cheer him up? Stay hydrated!

EE! Yesss!! I love Lee Max! I’ll never say no to it!! (Also it’s a little angsty, I hope you don’t mind me taking the “bumming” part and running with it!)

The middle of summer, should be fun right? Not for Max, parents sending him away to a camp just full of nerds and dorks, nasty camp food, bugs, and even more annoying counselors!

eventually, max got used to the camp, and even enjoyed staying. Until the parents night came about. He enjoyed seeing his friends, Nikki and Neil, get embarrassed and pushed around by their parents a whole lot. But it did remind him of where his parents were.

Not only that, but David made it a lot worse by just unintentionally rubbing it in his face. The night was resolved with pizza and a good talking session with his counselors, but the feeling never seemed to leave Max.

The nasty, gross, pitiful feeling that made his stomach turn and his head hurt with emotion. He’s never had anybody worry about him before David and Gwen. Usually if he was back at home he would hide outside until the feeling went away. So that’s what he did. He hid.

He grabbed his raggedy stuffed bear and snuck into the woods. He walked around for a while until his face began to heat up, his eyes watering as well. “Damn it” he thought, wiping away the tears. “It’s not fair,” he whispered with a cracked voice as he felt the lump in his throat trying to swallow it back down.

He stoped walking, sitting underneath a tree between some bushes. He hugged his bear, crying softly when suddenly he started to feel panicked. Why he felt panicked? He doesn’t even know himself. Maybe it was the sun beginning to set, worried the camp would start to look for him. Maybe it was weakening feeling of crying for the first time in weeks.

He started to try to gasp for air as the crying escalated, trying to be as quiet as possible as well. He closed his eyes and put his hands over his ears as even the crickets chirping made his head hurt. His breathing was getting shorter, this made him feel worse. “What if they leave me here” Max thought, another stream of tears running down his cheek. “What if they forget about me?” What ifs and worsening thoughts began to pile up in his head.

He tried to breathe, tried to think straight, he tried. That’s all he could do, try. Try after try and he began to fail. He failed to calm himself, spiraling into a panic attack. He’s just lucky somebody found him. It was David.

David always took walks at night. It started when he first became a counselor. He was often scared of the dark and the woods, he thought that he could get over that by walking through them. Eventually it didn’t become scary anymore, it became calming and a routine.

He never talked about it to the campers, he’d never thought it was relevant for them. Only Gwen knew about it, she kinda had to know. He didn’t want her to wonder where he would go every night. She didn’t care though, as long as she got a break from everyone before bed. It worked as a favor for them both.

David usually heard crickets or owls, but this time he heard something different. Not animal like, almost human like. Crying? That can’t be right, nobody’s out here. The crying suddenly became fast and heavy breathing, then it was a mixture of both. David walked closer to the noise, growing louder and louder until he found who was making it. A small puff of hair stuck out, trembling.

“Max?” David thought, “No, no that can’t be Max… Can it?” He spread the bushes to find a curled up boy crying, covering his ears, breathing heavily, his bear tucked into his lap, not caring about being quite anymore. David immediately filled with worry.

“Max?” David spoke.

Max raised his head quickly, eyes widening, he started to cry more, backing away and breathing quicker.

“Hey hey hey, no it’s ok!” David reached his hand out, causing Max to flinch back. “This poor boy,” David thought

“No! No! Get away!” Max finally spoke panicked, pushing at David’s hands.

“Max, seriously, what’s wrong?” David asked softly.

“No! No! You wouldn’t- I- it’s just-!” Max tried to speak, too much to explain, not wanting to speak, he couldn’t even function properly. David could tell he wasn’t going to get anywhere with questioning the poor boy.

“It’s ok, it’s ok, look at me. Follow my breathing” David sat down with max and began to take deep breaths in and deep breaths out, he kept his hand out in case max wanted to grab onto it.

Max looked at him, then suddenly the scared and panicked look began to fade away. He followed David’s breathing, holding onto his hand. It took time but Max started to calm down.

“Good,” David spoke, making Max jump a bit.

“Are you ok?” David asked again. The thoughts began to swarm back in as Maxs eyes started to tear up again.

“Look, it’s ok to cry.”

Max started to sob again, “Damn emotions! Won’t even let me talk!” Max thought. David signaled a ‘Is ok to hug you?’ Max shook his head. Not wanting touch anymore, he took away his hand and started wiping his tears.

“Whenever you’re ready Max,” David softly spoke.

Max calmed and began explaining.

“David, I don’t get it. W-why do you care for me so much? You and Gwen are the first adults who have treated me like this… Why?” Max asked

“It confuses me David. If my parents were to care for me, they would have had me for a reason right? Right David?” Max rambled for another minute, he started to tear up again as he was actually talking about it. He didn’t stop though, he talked and pushed the tears away.

“Max,” David looked at the boy who started to mess with the matted fluff on his teddy bear.

“I care about you because I’m supposed to be responsible for you, for all my campers. Max you’re a kid, even if I didn’t want to, I have to care for you. Caring for you isn’t a choice Max, it’s a must. Now I’m not saying that if you were older I wouldn’t care for you, I would, trust me, but maybe others wouldn’t.” David talked, comforting Max. As David spoke he reached out his hand, to try again, see if Max wanted to be touched now.

Max grabbed onto his hand fidgeting with David’s fingers. Although Max felt so venerable and weak, it didn’t matter right now. David stoped talking and stood up

“Cmon Max, let’s go back to camp,” David signaled a ‘want me to carry you?’ Max nodded his head and David picked the boy up heading back to camp.

They arrived but David didn’t take his to his tent, David took him back to his and Gwen’s cabin.

“Oh, David your bac- why do you have Max with you?” Gwen spoke, making the already sleepy Max flinch at the loud sound.

“Shhh, just let him be” David put a finger over his lips, causing a sleepy ‘Ha’ from Max.

“Sorry, why what happened?” Gwen asked, David looked at Max to see if it was ok to tell her, Max nodded

“Well I found him in the woods having a panic attack, it took a while for him to calm back down, there’s a lot he hasn’t told us.”

“Oh crap, Max are you ok?” Gwen asked, noticing how red the tip of his nose was, and the tear stains on his cheeks

“Well, I am now..”

Gwen sympathized with Max, David ruffling the hair on the back of his head. Max giggled, scrunching up his neck.

“Max? Are you ticklish?” David chuckled, moving his hand down to the already scrunched up neck.

“AiHihiHIhi!! Dahahavid!”

“I think that’s a yes” Gwen smirked, walking over to the boy in David’s arms.

“Aw, see Max! You should laugh more, you sound so cute!” David coo’ed

“Shuhuhahut uhahahup!!” Max’s cheeks turned pink at the compliment. Maxs giggles turned into laughter when Gwen started to wiggle her fingers into Maxs ribs.

“GWeHEhEhen!!”

“Sorry! Cant hear you over the sound of you being happy right now!” Gwen teased, moving down to his stomach

“NohoOHOHo!” Max squirmed in David’s arms, he was surprisingly light, which made it easy for David to carry him with one arm.

Gwen moved down to his knees and David moved to his sides. Max squealed falling into childlike laughter which made both the adults smile in awe.

“ThihiHIHIs is Tohohrtuhuhure!!” Max kicked out

“If it’s torture why don’t you just tell us to stop?” David asked slowing his fingers. Max blushed hiding his face, not saying stop. David and Gwen both knew why Max didn’t say stop, he enjoyed it, but they weren’t gonna mention it. They both continued their ‘torture’ being careful not to go near any bad spots that might make him uncomfortable.

Eventually Max asked them to stop and they did. David put Max in his bed, pulling out a sleeping bag so he could sleep on the floor. He tucked in Max, tracing his back with the tips of his fingers. Max giggled putting his hands over his mouth embarrassed.

“Tihihihcklesss!” Max giggled, David laughed resorting to just rubbing Maxs back until he fell asleep. David then tucked himself into the sleeping bag on the floor and fell asleep. He didn’t mind sleeping on the floor. After all, Max, the hateful, tough, never talks about his feelings, always angry, Max just opened up to him like crazy! David just knew if Max was comfortable, David was comfortable.

Ohmigosh, this was so fun to write!! Thanks for the request!!✌︎('ω')✌︎

#tickle #tickles #tickle fluff #sfw tickling community #tickle fanfic #campcamptickle #camp camp tickle #lee!max #ler!david #Ler!Gwen

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Camp Camp tickle Headcanons

Ok… There seriously need to be more Camp Camp Tickle fics and/or hcs

🎨Dolph🎨

Lee🎨

🎨He’s not ticklish whatsoever!

🎨David tried this on him at one point, but it didn’t work out how he hoped it would

🎨Dolph is just way too serious for that whole “child play”.

🎨David would see an opening, and tickle him when he least expects it.

🎨Wether he’s painting a really cool art peice, or he’s just doing other things

🎨Davey won’t stop until he finds a weak point on the camp’s artist.

🎨He was ticklish at one point in age, but quickly grew out of it when he was tickled a lot

🎨His parents kept tickling him

🎨24/7!!!!!

🎨Honestly, free my boy!!!! He doesn’t deserve any of this

🎨Scratch that, he most certainly does

Ler🎨

🎨You better be prepared to run, if he’s in a ler mood

🎨Which he gets those daily

🎨Sometimes, you wish there was medicine for that type of stuff

🎨But the only medicine that will cure the mood is people’s laughter

🎨And laugh they do when he’s in control

🎨He may be short, but he’s got a mind like a gazelle…or cheetah…

🎨Either one, he knows how to stalk his prey

🎨By hiding in the bushes, and pouncing on the other campers when they least expect it

🎨Or subtly throwing in pokes and squeezes to his target’s sides, indicating that they should run and fast.

🎨Boi, those are his warnings for you, and don’t underestimate him either.

🎨A lot of campers misjudge his ability to tickle people, in which they fall into the hands of his tickly wrath.

🎨Mostly Harrison, that boy is so oblivious!!!

🎨Making him Dolph’s best target out of everyone.

🎨It’s a good thing he’s an artist so he can use his paintbrushes and pencils and writing utensils, whatever he uses, to use that against the oh so sensitive lee.

🎨He would occasionally tickle Max, if Max let’s his gaurd down, and near Dolph? That’s like saying I’m gonna discover a cure for Cancer

🎨It’s never gonna happen!

🎨Ever!

🃏Harrison🃏

Lee🃏

🃏Boy, is this guy ticklish or what?!

🃏He absolutely hates it when Nerris tickles him, or anyone to be of fact.

🃏She’s just so snarky and teasy

🃏it doesn’t help his situation since he’s way more ticklish than her

🃏I’d like to think they’re platonically dating, just because they have so much hate relationship

🃏Reminds me of an enemy to lovers trope

🃏Anyways… back to what I was talking about

🃏Nerris and Harrison get’s into tickle fights all the time, so much, it’s not a shocker that he keeps losing

🃏You’d think he loses on purpose, but that’s not what’s happening here, Nerris is just so much less ticklish than him, she has the upper hand.

🃏And god, does Harrison hate it so much?

🃏She always has this smirk on him, and says “Imagine being this ticklish.”

🃏She even claims she put a tickle spell on him, saying, “I cast the evil tickle spell on you, Harrison! Now you’re just as ticklish as you were before, hahahah!”

🃏And Harrison just laughs and pleads, “THATHAHAHHAT’S NOT RHEHEHEHEHAL, NERRIS!! STAHHAHAP!!”

🃏”Stop what? The casting, or the tickling.” Nerris knows, she just wants to be a tease to him.

🃏That snarky b***h

🃏Harrison’s words, I love my girl Nerristhecute!

🃏Death spot: His ears. It reminds me of that one “What’s behind your ear?” trick

🃏He’s also really oblivious when it comes to Dolph’s tickle torture

🃏Dolph squeezed his side one day, but all Harrison did was glare at him, and told him not to do that again.

🃏Of course Dolph didn’t listen, it was Dolph for fuck sake.

🃏Everyone who was sitting beside or in front of Harrison and Dolph, knew that he should’ve ran away as fast as he can.

🃏They even walked away from them, not wanting to be roped in the mess

🃏It was Ered, Nurf, Nerris, and Preston.

🃏Even though the mess hall was filled with all the camper’s and counselor’s, that didn’t stop Dolph from doing his duty.

🃏Pouncing on Harrison, tickling him to no remorse.

🃏It gotten to the point where David had to pull him off bc Harrison was having a hard time breathing.

🃏Even so, Harrison still hasn’t learned his lesson.

🃏Poor boy

Ler🃏

🃏Ok… him a ler? Puh-lease!!

🃏Don’t get him wrong, he’s a good ler at that, but something inside of Nerris just makes her more of a ler than him

🃏He’ll get a few squeezes to her sides, or a few skitters to her neck, at best, then it’s all game over from there.

🃏Harrison is more like the third best ler

🃏Making everyone wary of his presence

🃏He rarely get’s ler moods

🃏So he’s not always a ler

🃏Still, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get his fair share of tickles as well

🃏Making sure to tickle everyone who has tickled him.

🃏But he just loves tickling Max, he doesn’t know why, he just does.

🃏He’s not much of a ler, more of a lee.

🧪Neil🧪

Lee🧪

🧪He’s not extremely ticklish, but that doesn’t stop him from trying to concoct a chemical to make him not ticklish

🧪He keeps trying after he got tickled to death by his dad.

🧪His dad is just a little weird, so I wouldn’t think less of his ler abilities, tickling his son in the most embarrassing places of all time

🧪It’s about to be that one Simpson episode where Bart’s dad tickled him on the big tv at the baseball game, making him piss himself

🧪Ofc Neil’s dad didn’t do it there, but he definitely tickled him in the open, to where he pissed him self

🧪One time he tickled him at this fancy restaurant, where his aunts uncles and cousins were at

🧪And it was definitely to the public’s eye, bc of how loud he was laughing, with the help of his cousins

🧪He kept getting tortured growing up, wether it be by his older cousins or his dad.

🧪He never goes a day untickled

🧪Which started his villain origin story, making him test a concoction to make him less ticklish

🧪He was even thrilled to go to camp, thinking he escaped the tickling, but there are more lers there then at his hometown

🧪Making Dolph his worse ler ever seen

🧪Dolph defo squeezed his knees, making Neil jump up, causing him to be on high alert for the rest of the day

🧪Now that his friends knows exactly how ticklish he is.

🧪God he wish Niki never found out

🧪Niki was more ruthless then his dad, along with Max

🧪Them teaming up together is the worst plan they had ever made… well to Neil.

🧪It works out that he hates being tickled, because he’s socially awkward all the time

🧪And that’s where he is when David looks for him all the time, he’s hiding in his tent still making a potion.

🧪No one knows he’s making one.

🧪I would like you to tell your friends that your making a concoction to make you less ticklish

🧪Death spot: Hands. He works as a scientist 24/7 Ofc those are ticklish

Ler🧪

🧪Boy, he ain’t no ler

🧪Motherfucker’s beyond being a ler

🧪Not because he doesn’t have the abilities to be one, it’s because he doesn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable

🧪Totally going past his personality in Camp Camp

🧪He doesn’t want to make Niki or Max uncomfortable, so he doesn’t tickle them at all, knowing their limits is key

🧪And Max made sure he doesn’t tickle him

🧪As you can tell, Neil is a lee, 100%

👊Nurf👊

Lee👊

👊He’s actually ticklish, but he won’t let anyone touch him

👊He hates it so much

👊He’ll only let his boyfriend tickle him, but they broke up so now he misses life, of how his boyfriend would just tease him when he slowly tickles his sides.

👊Sadly it didn’t show his boyfriend in this show… I’m big sad now

👊He grew up wanting tickles from his mom, but she’s in jail now, so he misses that too

👊But god, Nurf can only imagine how people at camp would react if they needed to calm him down, etc.

👊He still wants to keep up his big boy troupe.

👊And it lasted quite some while, till Dolph was in yet another ler mood take ing it out on the tough boyo

👊The thing is Nurf couldn’t tickle him back, hence he’s not ticklish, so he just punched him

👊Which called in a stern warning from David

👊And the whole Camp just started teasing him about it, making him cry in his tent out of embarrassment

👊You bet Max had to join in the fun too

👊Death Spot: Stomach. His stomach just has a lot of cuteness to it, please!!! It’s a must if you tickle his pudge!

Ler👊

👊Don’t let him catch you if you hate being tickled

👊Like, no joke, he will make sure you pass out

👊It happened to Preston

👊It can happen to you too

👊He’s like Dolph, always getting ler moods, and wanting someone to help him fix it

👊So you better be sane, if you know what you’re dealing with when you get under the hands of his devious fingers, crawling on your torso

👊So here’s your warning. Stay. Very far. Away. From him.

👊He won’t even give you a warning before he pounces on you, and he’ll do it infront of people as well.

🎭Preston🎭

Lee🎭

🎭Theater kid!!! Ofc he’s ticklish.

🎭He enjoy’s being tickled, but he rather die twice before he ever tells anyone that. Ever.

🎭Once he sees a tickle fight break lose, he’s quick to watch it

🎭He’ll make himself known when a tickle fight does break out, so people knows he’s there in hopes to get tickled like that person was just getting tickled.

🎭He’s so dramatic when it comes to tickling

🎭Saying he’ll die if they continue, but he hadn’t gotten tickled for more than 5 minutes

🎭He’s good at acting so he’s good at hiding the fact that he wants people to tickle him.

🎭When they squeeze his side he would jump away and scream “GaH! Stop!” But this only makes them continue (for the people who loves to be a ler)

🎭Till this day, the ticklers are yet oblivious to the man’s wants.

🎭And if it’s Camp Camp, they’ll surely think he’s weird if he enjoys something like that.

🎭He’s so cute tho, I enjoy his little laugh and his fake pleads that fall on death ears to the ler(s) tickling him.

🎭Death Spot: Feet (He just constantly walks around considering he’s sometimes the main lead in his play. Other times, he’s just instructing where everyone goes and how to act.)

Ler🎭

🎭Ok, his tickle kink had to start when he was watching a play/show

🎭It happened when he was like 8, and a character started tickling a mother character, and Preston just fell in love with his laugh

🎭It resorted to him hiding in his room looking up more tickle scenes on YouTube.

🎭He knew it was weird to watch things like that, and enjoy them, but he couldn’t help himself.

🎭Everytime a tickle scene pops up, and him and his family watches it, he had to avoid eye contact from the TV.

🎭Hoping he didn’t look suspicious, his face would be beat red

🎭And he has to make up an excuse to go to the bathroom so his parents wouldn’t see him like that.

🎭Though when he makes a play, he has to fight the urge to put at least one blunt tickle scene in there.

🎭Things will go off the hook, if his intrusive thoughts win

🎭So he makes sure they don’t

🪐Space Kid🪐

Lee🪐

🪐Ok… He’s not really ticklish

🪐Like he’s second to least ticklish.

🪐It’s Dolph, and then it’s him

🪐Though, he’s canonically ticklish, but it’s not like people was tickling him, just responses of “Hey, that tickles” Whatever, I still think it’s cute

🪐He likes being tickled, more so ask David for some tickles, and he obviously gives them to him, no questions asked

🪐And he can tell when Dolph is in a ler mood, it’s just a hutch he has.

🪐So when Dolph is in a ler mood, Space kid will subtly hint to him that he needs some tickles, and Dolph will be glad to give them to him.

🪐Ofc, Space kid doesn’t ask anyone to tickle him unless it’s David, bc he knows David won’t judge him for it.

🪐Space kid gets all squeaky then he starts hyperventilating in his helmet where the ler has to take it off so he won’t suffocate

🪐No one knows why or how he suffocated in his astronaut helmet, he just does

🪐When people teams up on him, he goes to Dolph for help. But he has to make a deal with him, like, Dolph has to tickle him for an hour

🪐Hey, it beats getting tickle ganged up on

🪐And I like to think Spacekid’s death spot(s) is his neck and ears, hence they’re always covered up making them really sensitive

Ler🪐

🪐He can’t be a ler if it saves his life!

🪐Like he tries to be one to so many people, like Max for starters, but he just gets kicked right in the balls.

🪐#justiceforSpaceKid

🪐This doesn’t stop him from accomplishing his goals of becoming the Camp’s biggest ler.

🪐Sorry pal, but Dolph took that place from you

🪐Spacekid would even be in cahoots with Dolph, teaming up so he can destroy people… with tickling ofc.

🪐Though Dolph continues his assault on the man’s ears and neck, that little she-devil.

🔫Max🔫

Lee🔫

🔫Maxasalee Maxasalee Maxasalee Max. As. A. Lee

🔫He is so ticklish, and I’m not being biased right now… well… maybe.

🔫I MEAN LOOK AT HIM AND TELL ME HE ISN’T TICKLISH UNDER ALL THAT ANGER ISSUES!!!!

🔫He’s everyone’s tickle target. Because like… PLEASE!!!

🔫It’s kinda cute how a man (boy in this case) acts tough, but can be beaten by a simple poke!

🔫He would get tickled by Niki all the time, Ofc Neil doesn’t tickle him, after that one incident.

🔫Neil poked him once, and after he got a reaction he didn’t expect to come out of Max, which was “GAH! DON’T FUCKING DO THAT NEIL!!” He just had to tickle him full blast

🔫With Neil being much taller than the shorter one, Max has no problem punching the shit out of anyone who tickles him.

🔫Yes. Including Niki, but she never learns her lesson, intrigued by her bestfriend’s laughter and reactions

🔫Even David doesn’t learn when Max keeps kicking him in his balls.

🔫David would always give him tickles to “cheer” him up, but in reality it just made his sappy mood worse

🔫Like parents’ day, or when Max is just being hella annoying, like bullying the rest of the campers and/or Davey

🔫Yeah, Max needs to learn to be a camper with good attitude if he doesn’t wanna be tickled

🔫Once he knows Dolph’s in a ler mood, he walks away from him w/o being noticed, like nonchalantly.

🔫And he usually goes unscathed

🔫Trust me when I say this, but since Max gets tickled a lot, he always knows when someone is in a ler mood, call it a hutch

🔫Max’s parents don’t care about him, as seen in Parents’ day, so he didn’t grow up being tickled, not even his friends tickled him, so he didn’t know he was ticklish

🔫But that all changed when he came to camp, being non stop tickled by mostly anyone who would get ler moods, or just wanna tickle him

🔫He didn’t even know he was extremely weak to them either, but once he found out he hated being tickled.

🔫Poor baby

🔫He’s a total walking death spot, but if I had to pick which one that will drive him to kill anyone who touches there, it has to be his knees

🔫I just think it’s a cute headcanon that his knees are extremely ticklish, and anyone who wants to die, will give it a shot w/o second guessing the consequences

🔫When he’s tickled he gets this squeaky laugh, and he starts waving his limbs around in hopes to knock his attacker off, most times it doesn’t work so you gotta physically pin him down

🔫One time David tickled him so much he pissed himself, he didn’t tell anyone tho, glad he was wearing dark pants

🔫And Dolph tickled him till he became this sweaty, crying, passed out boy on the ground, his hair was sticking to his forehead

🔫Max didn’t tell David why he didn’t go swimming with the other’s because it’s embarrassing to say he couldn’t swim and didn’t wanna spend the summer with David learning how to

🔫Until David threatened him with tickles and he blurted it out, getting laughs and teases from the other campers and Gwen

🔫David sniggered a little as well

🔫By the context above it’s easy to say he hates getting tickled, like dispises it.

Ler🔫

🔫He’s not the type to go around and touch other people, like in a tickly manner or other ways

🔫But he would tickle his two best friends, Neil and Niki, kinda sucks Niki isn’t as ticklish as them, but wtv

🔫He loves to tickle Neil with the help of Niki, just because Max loves to tease him about how super ticklish he is, failing to realize Max is way more ticklish than him

🔫Max will have to pin the tall guy down to tickle his worst spot, please!!!

🔫Max is really good with teasing, and what not, going too far as to laugh and make fun of his ticklishness

🔫If he sees anyone else getting tickled, he would stand by the sidelines and just be a snarky teaser, then he gets his unfair share of tickles from the use to be lee

🔫Max needs to learn when to shut up, like bffr

#tickle #lee #ticklish #camp camp #camp camp tickle #cartoon tickle

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Ok first of all, I love ur art so much🫶🏻

Can we get some Lee Max and Ler Nikki and/or Neil?🤭

Thanks dear!

I can't choose between these two, like, I think Nikki and Neil would almost always team up against Max, you know?

#talk #art #camp camp #cc neil #cc nikki #cc max #tickle art #request

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njd@pit | 30.12.23

#nico hischier #jack hughes #jesper bratt #tomáš tatar #dougie hamilton #devils #i was organising my folders before training camp #and i found this and its so funny #like. multiple people try to hug jack here and yet #tickles me #.gif #1386

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Flirting With Pranks

Because I wanted these two to laugh and be happy together

"Gale!" 

"Astarion!"

The pale elf doubled over in his bout of hysterical laughter. He dropped his book on the ground in favor of holding his abdomen, which was tingling as his nerves were toyed with. He tried to fight the bubbling laughter before giving in to the urge - it was too strong. The tingling was turning into invisible yet solid touches, pinching up his hips and sides. 

Astarion collapsed to his knees. "Whahat the FUCK Gahahale?! It tihihickles!"

"It does? Good! It's supposed to."

Astarion slapped a hand over his ear as some invisible soft instrument flicked over it. "Whyhyhy?!"

"I wanted to hear you laugh, darling. And I wanted it to be fun for you." He put his hands on his hips with a satisfied grin. He had never seen Astarion so out of control - the elf had flopped face-first to the ground and was writhing. "It lasts about as long as that laughing curse you keep casting on us in camp."

"Yohou're awful!" Astarion squealed as the tickling moved into his armpits, and his legs kicked out in wheels. 

"I can't help but notice you aren't begging for it to stop, darling. Where does it tickle most? I want to know so I can focus the magic there."

Astarion was not about to tell Gale the magic all seemed to jump around his worst spots, making him spasm and twist in his giggle bouts. He couldn't, and didn't dare, imagine what it would be like for all of his worst spots to be tickled at once. His arms went up and down as his hands tried to soothe his tingling skin. "Fuhuck you!"

"More experimentation it is. I don't mind! You had me cackling like a damn loon yesterday, you know? Wyll and Karlach got the best cuts of meat for dinner and I got bone broth. Clear. Bone. Broth."

"I'm sohohorry!"

"Well yeah, you are now."

"Aha! Heh. Heheh…" The tickling slowed and disappeared, leaving Astarion panting hard on the ground. He was not left alone for long though - Gale sat himself down on the other's thighs and wriggled his fingers into the exposed stomach lying before him. "GAHAHALE!"

"I had no idea you were actually ticklish dear, I simply must try this for myself."

"Oho no you dohohon't!" A struggle ensued, or started to, because Astarion was still a panting mess from the magic tickle attack. He tried to grab Gale's hands as they snaked up his sides and to that bottom rib, but he was too clumsy and panicked to stop the wizard from making him cackle. He squeezed his eyes shut and caved as the other played his ribs like some instrument. "Nohohoho! Gale, haha, GAHALE, stahp! NAHAT THERE! THAT! HAHA! FAHACK! Yes, yehehes, gohoho bahahack dohown! Get awahay FROM OHAHAHA! THEHERE!"

Pinches turned into loops and swipes, then stopped, and Astarion's cackling slowed to gasping giggles. He managed to open his eyes and give Gale a pleading look. 

"Your real laugh is adorable, you know that?" He said fondly. 

"Yohou're an insufferable asshole."

"Are you going to stop casting that laughing spell on us around camp now that I perfected one of my own? Because I can tickle you all day long, darling."

"I…" His smile faltered as he thought, and it returned as a playful and practiced smirk. "As awful as that was, darling, I think it is awfully strange that you created such a playful spell just for me. That wasn't designed to be a one time use, was it? I mean, here you are, on top of me-"

"Oh my gods Astarion."

"And you know? I rather like the attention. And I think you want to make me laugh. Keep making your teasing, playful spells for me Gale, it makes me feel special. Now get off of me so I can exact my revenge when you least expect it."

"It makes you feel- oh you do want another round is what it is? Projecting your feelings onto me, like you aren't the one making us laugh first, I see right through you," His hands began to glow, but the vampire had time to recover. Astarion twisted and threw Gale off, and they wrestled for control. "I'm not giving in!…NO!" Giddy giggles filled the air as they jabbed at each other, and Gale found himself weakening to protect his sensitive stomach. "I'll blow you up you ass, you get that finger OUT of my AHA! SHIRT! "

"Found the tickle button," Astarion had gained the upper hand, literally, and kept wiggling his finger in Gale's navel. The wizard's hands fell to protect himself. "Now we…are…on…the saaaame page. I may be ticklish, but you seem to be far worse off than I. Is that why you felt the need to cheat with magic?"

Gale was giggling too hard to answer. The tables had turned and he was drained from his earlier magic use.

"This is fun dear, and now that I know you're enjoying yourself here too," Astarion paused to admire the man below him. He ran his hands over Gale's stomach to soothe his nerves. "Well," he chuckled. "I prefer being the one to make you laugh. Remember that next time you start a fight I will always finish." He collapsed beside Gale on the ground. They caught their breath together, and Astarion broke the silence once they were quiet again. "So can you teach me that spell? I want to see if Lae'Zel is-"

"No."

"But-!"

"I hate wasting a revival scroll, dear. If that power were in your hands this whole camp would either be at your mercy or I would have to keep bringing you back after they kill you."

"What if I only use it on you?"

"Even worse. If you want to tickle me you have to be brave about it."

"A challenge…I accept. Now cuddle me, if the group isn't back by sundown we can keep playing."

"Gladly, darling."

#astarion tickling #gale tickling #astarion #gale #baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #tickling #astarion x gale #can be platonic and flirty though #just two dudes alone at camp #lee!astarion #lee!gale #ler!astarion #ler!gale #tasha's hideous laugh #tickle spell #bloodweave #baldurs gate 3 astarion #baldurs gate 3 gale #astarion acunin #gale of waterdeep #bg3 gale

[ticklingmesoftly]

This happened like a week ago and I forgot to post about it but

So of course when I got home, I said again that there was no brochure in my nightstand. His response was, "you didn't even check."

So I checked.

THIS MAN.

MAD A BROCHURE. FOR TICKLE CAMP.

I CANNOT.

#don't ask why the bird says neigh cause idk #kinda tempted to change my url to tickle-camp #but I actually hate camping lmao #personal #tickling #tickle community #tickling community

[guy-busleeness]

Silly homos <3

#Disventure camp tickles #ler!yul #lee!kai

[nhasablogg]

It's camp!

Fandom: Stranger Things

Characters: Steve, Robin

Anonymous said: Hi! Could you write one where Steve is messing with Robin so she straddles him and tickles his belly button? Maybe they’re at his house having a sleepover and he makes fun of her haircut?

Words: 920

Steve became suspicious when Robin didn’t want to take her hat off in the middle of july. “You’re gonna get heat stroke,” he told her, going back and forth between opening his window and slamming it shut upon realizing it was still too early in the evening for the air to have cooled down. “I’m serious, Robin, I don’t feel like driving you to the hospital if you collapse.”

She rolled her eyes, pulling the neon green thing lower down so that it covered her eyebrows. “It’s comfy.”

“It’s psychotic behavior. Did you shave your head or somethin’?” It was mostly a joke, but the way Robin tensed up made him gasp. “You didn’t.”

“I didn’t!” she was quick to reassure him, pulling a strand of hair out of the hat. “See? Hair.”

“So then what’s your deal?”

“I might’ve cut my hair myself?”

Steve waited for her to laugh and say she was joking, but no laughter came. “Robin, oh my god.”

“Listen,” she started, sitting up, legs crossed on Steve’s bed, where she was about to spend the night like many other nights. “I- it’s a gay thing.”

“Okay?”

“Shorter hair? Like short short hair.”

“Right.”

“The hairdresser never wants to cut it as short as I want.”

Steve was beginning to see where this was going. “So you decided to take matters into your own hands.”

“Exactly. But-” She winced, grabbing her hat, but not pulling it off. “But I messed up.”

Steve rubbed the bridge of his nose. “You should’ve asked for help.”

“I know.”

Her voice sounded small, which was fucking terrifying to hear and Steve found himself reaching out to squeeze her knee. “I’m sure it’s not that bad.”

“Promise you won’t laugh if I show you?”

“‘Course not.”

“It’s getting hot.”

“Told you.”

She sighed and shoved the hat off, her hair a mess of tangles on top of her head. Steve waited for it to settle down enough before he said anything, only to promptly realize it wasn’t settling down at all. 

“Oh my god.”

“You said you wouldn’t laugh!”

“Woah, woah, am I laughing?” He wasn’t laughing, but that was mostly due to shock. “Robin, I- Did you try to cut layers?”

Robin nodded wordlessly and Steve mentally wondered how he could convince her to go get it fixed at a hairdresser. “It’s- nice. It’s camp.”

“Did Eddie teach you cultural words again?”

“It’s a good thing he did. I can definitely see the vision here.” He framed her face with his hands. “Way ahead of your time. A trendsetter.”

Robin snorted. “You’re making fun of me.”

“I’m not! It’s-” He waved his hands around, trying to think of a word. “Cool?” The way he’d said it, slightly high pitched, laced in a question, accidentally made way for a laugh which came out at the end, and he was already apologizing by the time Robin had tackled him.

“You’re so dead, Harrington!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s not funny, it’s just-”

“It looks bad. Just say it.”

“I’m sure we can get it fixed-” He had no time to say anything else as Robin’s fingers were worming their way under his arms, nimble and strong and unbearably ticklish. “Wait, wait, I’m only trying to he- stop!”

Straddling his hips, Robin and her ridiculous haircut hunched over him, her frown slowly smoothing out as he laughed and laughed and begged and laughed. She’d caught him off guard, okay? He could totally fight back otherwise. Probably.

“Oh-kay, no, not there, come on-”

Robin had this thing where she would zero in on a spot and not move away until Steve was a puddle beneath her. This time it just so happened to already be one of his worst spots, much worse than underarms which she’d only tortured for a minute. As Robin ignored him and tickled the edges of his belly button, shoving his flailing arms away easily, Steve felt he would pay for three of her haircuts if only she stopped.

It was a good thing they were alone, because Steve’s scream could surely be heard throughout the whole house. “Robin!”

“This is what you get,” she said, finally grinning at him which was at least a bit of a win for him. “I told you not to laugh.”

“I barely did- oh my god!”

His hands being free was nearly worse, as he came close to relief and then pulled right away from it. Robin was occupying one of her own hands purely with blocking his attempts, her other dancing around his belly, but mostly keeping close to his navel. His shirt was still pulled down, but it tickled too much nevertheless.

The first time she’d discovered this particular spot was a day he could never forget no matter how much he tried. The persistent pokes, over and over again, laughing when he jumped. Embarrassing, but also strangely nice to feel close enough that this could be happening. She’d discovered many spots since, but that memory was one of his strongest.

Also maybe because Robin kept bringing it up, making a very clear reference now as she was poking at his navel over and over. His whole body jerked with each poke, his laughter becoming choppy. He felt nearly as ridiculous as her haircut. Maybe he shouldn’t tell her that though. Although how much worse could this get if he did?

She stuck her hand under his shirt and Steve found out just how much worse it could get, all right.

#tickling #ticklish!steve harrington #steve and robin #tickle fic #stranger things fic #stranger things #n writes #it's camp!

[punkrogue]

some fucking idiot: when we say "magneto was right" we're saying he's right about society and shit not supporting his terrorist actions

me: don't lump in with your cowardly ass i'm in full throated support of his terrorism. sentinels, purifiers, the mardies etc are all real and exist and want mutants dead and literally no one gives a single shit. they'd rather pass the mutant registration act and make "scaly lives matter" jokes on twitter then help stop the genocide of mutants. it's a good thing actually he's blowing shit up and he should do more of it actually.

#xmen 97 #'his politics are good but i don't condone his plan to kill everyone on earth' my brother in dormammu-- #the earth is FULL OF UNKILLABLE SUPER ROBOTS WHO WANT TO ERADICATE HIS ENTIRE SPECIES AND ENSLAVE A FEW FOR A WORK FORCE FOR HUMANS #THEY JUST SENT AN ELDRITCH ROBOT SHAPED NUKE TO DESTROY THE BIGGEST MUTANT POPULATION AND ONLY SAFE HAVEN !!!!!! #WHAT PLAN DO YOU HAVE FOR THE BASTION ISSUE???? OR DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT WHOLE 'VIOLENCE ISN'T THE ANSWER' SHIT APPLIES #WHEN THE OTHER GUY IS SO TICKLED WITH HIS WORK COMMITTING A GENOCIDE HE'S PLAYING FUCKING PURPLE PEOPLE EATER ON AND TALKING ABOUT MEMOS #LOOK FOR THE DIPSHITS IN THE BACK-- DOCTOR FUCKING DOOM EVEN CALLED IT A WAR CRIME AND TOLD BASTION TO WATCH HIS BACK #WHEN DOCTOR DOOM THINKS YOU SUCK SHIT YOU'RE PRETTY VILE #BUT NO LET'S FUCKING TALK IT OUT #LET'S JUST ASK REAL NICE FOR THE UN TO GIVE MORE AID EVEN THO THEY'RE ACTIVELY PULLING OUT AND CLEARLY NOT INTERESTED IN GETTING INVOLVED!! #OR HOW ABOUT THE AVENGERS!!!!! OH WAIT!!! CAP WOULD ONLY WORK WITHIN THE BOUNDS OF US LAW AND INTEREST!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OOPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #SENTINELS ARE REAL AND IN THE FUTURES OF RACHEL AND BISHOP MUTANTS ARE IN FUCKING CONCENTRATION CAMPS #BUT NO OKAY MAGNETO'S GONE TOO FAR OKAY I GET IT #i feel like i'm on crazy pills are before FOR REAL RIGHT NOW?!??!!!

[lee642]

IM STARVING FOR LEE MAX AND LER DAVID! AND I JUST GOT INTO THE CAMP CAMP FANDOM!? Max needs some cheer up tickles. Imagine this: David finds max sitting by the side of the cabin and he's crying or sobbing and David decides to take it into his own hands to try and cheer him up. Fic idea! I might do this if my ADHD and autism doesn't get in the way.

#Camp camp tickles #tickle content #lee needs to sush #I really want to do this! But I don't know if I will be able to! School starts back up on Tuesday! Ugh #lee!max #Ler!David #dadvid

[leebrains]

uuum so camp camp is back amirite enjoy my self indulgent art

#sfw tickling community #:: v’s art #lee!max #ler!neil #ler!nikki #camp camp tickle #camp camp tickling #tickle art #camp camp tickles #yes im a fictive but shhhh dont tell anyone abt this

[radio-navlee]

Max cannons (CC)

I'm in a Lee Max mood... (First time posting HC)

Max (Lee)

I can not stress this enough but he is a HUGE giggler!

On the ticklish scale of 1-10 he's totally an 9.

curse a little too much when tickled.

He defiantly a "FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU AND YOUR MAHAHOHOM" kinda person

He will send death treats and will not hesitate

he squirmy too

If you don't hold him down he will flail like crazy

if you attack him from behind I can see him acting like he's getting kidnapped

He's a folder, poke him, he folds and backs away.

After getting wrecked he mostly sticks with the person who just did it. He follows them around like a dog

He honestly doesn’t mind it, but in certain situations he’s very panicked and embarrassed.

Nikki was the first to find out while Max had his arms up, a bug flew and landed on his jacket. Without knowing about the bug, Nikki began to try to scoop up the bug off into her hands. Max jumped and grabbed Nikki’s hands saying “what the fuck are you doing?” Nikki responded “there’s a bug on your jacket” Max looked down and then flicked it off. “Jeez Max, I only touched you, don’t freak out!” But then Nikki just thought about that, and he poked him in the side causing a help from Max.

his biggest spots are hips, knees, neck, and ears.

Max (Ler)

HE. IS. EVIL!

He never learned how to really tickle somebody until he learned from David.

He loves to tease.

"What this spot to much for you? What a joke!"

"Woowww your weak!"

He's not very strong but he will try to pin his Lee, (Try)

He like to sneak attack 100%

he pounces on his Lee like a tiger to try to get the upper hand

His favorite spot to go for first is the stomach

Main targets are Neil, Nikki, and sometimes David.

He wants to go for more people but he thinks it’s weird and sticks to what he knows

He likes to warn people before he attacks so he says simple phrases to warn them

“You know what’s funny Neil? You haven’t laughed in a while!”

“Jee Nikki, you know what funny? This!”

he won’t let up until he lee yells to stop, the others know this so the same rules apply with them.

Thinks tickle fights are stupid, in reality he thinks a multiple person tickle fight is stupid, he doesn’t mind the 1 v 1 tickle fights

That’s it!!!-Navy out!

#tickle #tickles #sfw tickling community #tickle fluff #tword community #campcamptickle #camp camp tickle #lee!max #ler!max

[tickle-page]

If it's alright, could I request a Camp Camp fic? Lee!Max and Ler!David, maybe Max is being a bigger shit than usual, and David gets fed up?

Ticklish Max

A/N: AGH!! You are an angle sent from above!!!! I can’t believe I got an ask to do Camp Camp! I won’t let you down.

Summary: Max is being a little shit to the rest of the campers, until David puts him in his place.

“Oh, come ON! What the fuck are you doing, Houdini? Even tweedle me sticks over there,” Max yelled while point at Nerris, “got you beat on the magic scale, and all she’s capable of is winning quests.”

“I’m trying my best here-“ Harrison got interrupted by Nerris laughing.

“Hahahaha! He said I’m better at magic than yo-“

“I don’t know why you’re laughing, Nerris, you practically beg people to join your quests, when Harrison just has to shoot a rabbit out of a hat for people to be interested.”

“Ha!” The magician laughed at his shorter rival, just agging on the beast until she breaks… and she did.

“What are you staring at, Space kid?!” Max turned around to be facing a boy with a helmet on. Which only made him run away and cry.

“Oh, and Preston~. Don’t think I didn’t notice your terrible acting skills. We’re you trying to direct Romeo and Juliet, or your love life. Pick a new skit, Shakespeare.”

“I don’t like how-“ Preston was interrupted by Max focusing his attention to Nurf.

“Nurf, I wouldn’t be the one fighting kids, when I’m named after a toy gun. Does Nerf guns ring a bell?”

“Why you little-“

“What the fuck were you trying to do on that ramp? Skateboard? Or surf?! What was your arms doing? Why were they flailing around like that?”

“Dude, what’s your damage?” Ered leaned on her skateboard.

“I think Max is on his man period.” Niki whispered to Neil.

That brought the attention to Max, “I don’t want to here shit from you, when everybody calls you ‘girl version of Neil’!”

“Woah, Max.” Neil backed up his best friend, “I thought we were your best friends, why u gotta target Niki?”

“Shut it, Neil. I was gonna come after you next, but your whole ‘science fest’ already beat me to it.”

“Ok, Max, maybe you should take a deep breath, and-“ David rubbed Max’s shoulders, just to be interrupted by him.

“No, David! I don’t need your shitty counseling, I’m perfectly ok by myself.”

Then David remembered something he enjoys and Max hates… tickling. He especially hates it when he gets tickled in front of people, so maybe this will be a life lesson learned. Only one way to find out, David bent down to Max’s level, and squeezed both his sides once as a warning tickle.

“GaH!!! David! Would you fucking quit with the tickling?! You know how much I hate it!!!” Then Max quickly shut himself up as he realized he was yelling because he could hear silent sniggering coming from behind him. “What the hell do you guys want?!”

“Yohou’re ticklish?” Neil laughed.

“Oh, don’t start with this bullshit, you people are just as ticklish as me!”

“No they aren’t, Max~ Remember the time-“

“That’s enough, David! I’m going back to my tent!” As Max tried to walk away, he was stopped by David. “WHAT!”

“I think we need to turn that frown upside down! What do you guys think?” David asked the campers, and they obviously agreed. I would too, honestly.

David pinned his 10 year old body to the ground, and he’s not giving up the fight. “GWEN!! Would you help me?!”

“Sorry, Max. You brought this upon yourself, now I’m gonna finish reading my reptilian romance. Oohoho~”

“YOU MOTHERFUCKING BITCH!!” Max began to shake violently when David’s long fingers wriggled down, grazing his clothed stomach. Max looked down, only to bring his head back up, with anxiety giggles. “SHIHIHIT, DAVID!! Stop, this is so embarrassing!!!”

“How else will you learn your lesson?”

“Let’s reconsider on that stupid counseling gig you asked me to join. Anything but this!! Please!!”

“Woah… did Max just say please? This is great, David.” Niki jumped up and down.

“No, this is NOT great!!!! GaH! Stahhap, David! I’m not joking!!” Max giggled out when David squeezed up and down his sides to his ribs. Max didn’t let this slide, for he kept randomly punching the air around him, trying to knock off his attacker’s hands. “DaVID!!”

“What, Maxwell? Can’t finish what you dished up? Don’t like getting ti-ti-tickled?~” David raised Max’s hoodie, and skittered his blunt nails on the latter’s torso. God it tickled for the lee.

“Dahahahavid!! Stahahahap!!” Max started kicking his legs, not really getting far since he had a whole pound elephant (in Max’s POV) on top of his waist. David had the upper hand in this situation, and Max didn’t like it.

Niki. “Wow, Max, you’re so ticklish!”

Neil. “Hahaha, yeah. Hahaha!”

Nurf. “Now I know what I can use against Max when he pisses me off.”

Ered. “Ha! Look who’s flailing their arms now.”

Preston. ‘Omgomgomgomg, he’s so cute~’ (not a ship)!

Harrison. “Umm… Should I be here for this?”

Nerris. “Oooo~”

Space Kid. “Guess you’ll learn your lesson now.”

“Alright! I’ve lehehearned my lehehehsson!! Dahahahvid, Stahahhap, cut it ohohout!” Max couldn’t really move his arms any more because David had them currently pinned to the ground.

David continued to trace lines on Max’s exposed stomach, making him giggle and squirm. Of course, nothing too major that’ll get him to laugh by traces to his poor belly. David won’t stop until he finds the spot that’ll make him lose it, he already knows the spot because he always tickles the poor boy. David used his free hand and scratched inside of Max’s navel. He jolted up wards, and barked out a laugh. “DAhahhahaVID!! DAVID!! STAHAHAHAP!! STOP IT, YOU BAHAH-BAHAHAHS-BASTARD!!” He gritted his teeth, trying to stop any more embarrassing laughs to explicit out of his mouth, but that became inevitable when David moved his hand under Max’s hoodie towards his bare armpit, and traced up and down, teasingly and slowly. “NOHOHOHO!! NOT THERE!!” Max had a voice crack, which was humiliating on his part, but to everyone else they started laughing at it.

“Ohohohokay, okay, David, stahahahp! STOP!!”

“Not until I show these lovely audience where your weak spot is~ yk, there~?” David gave a quick squeeze to Max’s knee, and continued his assault on his neck.

“GaH! NO!! Plehehehase!! David, let. Me. GO!!” Max began to struggle, about to lose hope bc he was so inferior to him.

David then brought one of his hands down and rapidly squeezed his knee. This… this was torture.

“DAHAHAHHAHAVID!! AHAHAHAHAHHAHA ST- AHAHAHAHAGHA!! PLEASE, GAH!!” Max became a wheezy mess on the floor, and his laughter went on death row as he became more loud and vulnerable. Niki and Neil, still being Max’s best friends, went to check up on him because they didn’t want him dieing.

“Ummm, David? I think it’s time to stop… Max looks like he’s about to die.”

“No he’s not, Neil. He’s perfectly ok. See? He’s laughing therefore he enjoys it.”

“IHIHIHI DON’T ENJOY SHIHIHIT!!” Max started crying… yes, crying. He turned his head away from his peers, trying to wipe his eyes on his shoulder with David still tickling his knee, bc Max didn’t want everyone knowing he was crying due to tickling, but the one tickling him did notice. “Max…? Are you ok?” David got off of him. Max rolled over on to his stomach, still facing away from the campers, as he started whimpering silently trying to not make everyone listen to his pleas.

David reached over and touched Max’s shoulder, “Max? Did I go too far-?”

Max pushed him away, “YES!! Yes you did!! I told you to stop many times, and what did you do?! You continued!! Making me look weak and a fool infront of everyone. And I started to trust you more… look where that lead me?! Begging and pleading for you to leave me alone!!! God Damnit, I’m fucking out of here.” With that, Max left to go into his tent, with Niki and Neil hot on his trail.

David was sad and worried for the little one, but he knew that all Max needs is some fresh air and aloneness.

#tickle #lee #ticklish #camp camp tickle #camp camp

[carrie-tate]

Anonymous cause I'm not on my community Tumblr but your campcamp art has me wanting to watch the show, any chance I could request Lee!Max and Ler!Gwen?

Ofc!

Fast sketch for you, dear!

#talk #art #camp camp #cc max #cc gwen #tickle art #request

[giggly-squiggily]

Good morninggg! I'm so glad that your request are opennnn :3. Can you write lee atsumu with ler kageyama? I feel like "lee atsumu" is super underated :*(

Good morning/afternoon/evening to you, anon! :D As of posting this, requests are still closed! (I've been getting a few requests lately so I figured I'd mention that here) Of course I can! Man- I miss Haikyuu! I need to rewatch it. :D One Lee!Atsumu fic coming right up!

Cloud Nine (Taglist Peeps)

@myreygn, @thatbigbisexual29, @duckymcdoorknob,

“Hey, King. Don’t tell me you ditched your cape and scepter already?”

Ignore him, Kageyama willed himself, keeping his attention on the tips of his outstretched toes. He knew the moment Atsumu Miya approached him it was gonna be a long training camp.

Atsumu seemed to think the same thing, currently hovering over Kageyama’s stretched form with that stupid smirk he never seemed to be without. Oh, how he wanted to wipe that smirk off, to get under his skin for a change.

Unfortunately, all his previous attempts proved useless. Really- they just encouraged the other boy to keep on pestering him.

Focus. Breathe slowly. Reach your toes.

“Ah, I get it now. You must have left them with your men, yeah?” Atsumu swatted beside him cheekily, eyes dancing. “Shared your toys with the others to play leader until you get back, huh? Careful- one wrong move and they just might stop pretending.”

Ignore. Ignore. Ignore-

“Aww, what a good little goody two-shoes you are, King. Sharing with the little people-”

“Would you shut the hell up?” His temper snapped like a wire as Kageyama whirled on the grinning player. Screw stretching and ignoring him; this jerk was gonna die. “One more word out of you and I’m gonna shove my foot up your-”

“Now now; you heard coach. No fighting~” Atsumu cooed sweetly, further enraging the younger player. “Though I do like seeing the Old King rise from his ashes.”

“Now you’ve done it!” Kageyama reached forward, grabbing Atsumu’s shirt with a white-knuckled fist. Standing abruptly, he dragged Atsumu with him, making the other boy’s eyes widen. “If I’m a King, then I’m ordering your execution!”

“Wow, Caesar- good line.” Atsumu recovered, rolling his eyes as he chuckled softly to himself. “You really think that’s gonna make me crack? I’ve heard better comebacks from a popsicle stick.”

“Cracks you want, eh? Fine.” Kageyama winded his arm back, fist clutching. “I’ll give you a good one!!”

Now Atsumu did seem panicked. He raised a hand to his face just as Kageyama’s fist came flying at him. The gesture blocked his vision, but at least that would be saved from the blow.

At least- if such a blow were to come.

Instead, the hand shooting at him grabbed his waist, fingers flying against it.

Slowly, Atsumu lowered his hand, blinking down at the vengeful fingers squeezing his waist. “Uh…what happened to hitting me?”

“Hitting you? No, I’m gonna make you….crack up.” Kageyama blinked, realizing his current attack was doing nothing. “What the hell? Everyone’s ticklish here!”

“Are they?” Atsumu blinked, starting to smile again. “Wait, you’re trying to tickle me?”

“That’s the plan-ah!” Kageyama all but yelped when Atsumu grabbed his own waist, squeezing rapidly. “Nohohoho! Gehehehet ohohohohohff, you ahahhahahass!” He squirmed away, arms against his sides and cheeks red as he glared.

“Aww, the Crow King is ticklish~” Atsumu cooed, slowly approaching with wiggling fingers. “How adorable! Come here so I can properly exact my revenge!”

“What? No- I’m supposed to be tickling you!” Kageyama dodged a grab, keeping the other at arm's length. “Where are you ticklish?”

“Fool! As if I’d ever tell you that!” Atsumu laughed when he landed a prod, making the brunette arch with a squeak. “If you wanna know, you better get over here!”

He was right, much to Kageyama’s annoyance. He wouldn’t learn anything from way over here. Deciding to tempt fate, he sprinted forward, tacking the other around the waist. Much to his satisfaction, Atsumu’s legs gave out almost immediately, sending them both to the floor.

“W-Whoa! Where’d that come from?” Atsumu cackled, delighted in the turn of events. His hands made short work of Kageyama’s torso, squeezing and pinching all the spots there with expert fingers. “Looks like I've gotcha now! Hehehe!”

It took everything in Kageyama to not immediately curl up against the other’s attack. Laughing breathlessly, his hands flew all over the place, searching desperately for a tickle spot. Stomach? Nope. Sides? Barely a giggle. Armpits? Promising, but Atsumu barely slowed. He tried for the neck, but that only earned a condescending snort from the other.

“Nice try, King! I’m not tickl-IISH!” His tease was cut off by the squeal ripping out of his throat, eyes widening when Kageyama squeezed his hips.

“Fohound it!” The crow wasted no time.

“AH! Ahehahhaahahhaha! Whahahhahait, whahahhahait- fihhihine you win! Yohoohohu wihiihiihihn!” Atsumu screeched when Kageyama drilled his thumbs into his hips, pressing like he was playing a video game and had to button mash. His other fingers scratched along the surrounding skin, unfazed by the clothing protecting the spot. “Kahahhahahahahgeehehehhyahhahahamahahhaha!”

“Oo, finally said my name, have we? Too late, fool. I’ve found your weakness!” Kageyama snickered, keeping up his playful attack on the older boy. Feeling curious, he returned one hand to Atsumu’s stomach, wiggling softly.

The older boy all but spasmed, arching up so much you’d think Kageyama was exorcizing him.

“Wow.” Kageyama grinned, giggling openly now. “You’re so ticklish!”

“Stahahhahap! Stahhhahahap, plehahhahahhahase! I ca-HAAAAGHN’T!” The sound he let out sounded like a deep pig growl, making the setter above him lose it. Falling to his side, Kageyama cackled like a child, curling in on himself as Atsumu wheezed for air.

“Ohohoho my god! Ohohoho god- that was amazing!” Kageyama gasped, rolling on his back with little kicks as Atsumu sat up to glare. “Yohoohohu sounded like a dehehehemon!”

“Shut up! I so did not! That was only because those grubby little fingers of yours poked my belly button!” When Kageyama blinked out tears, he couldn’t help but grin. “That’s where all the demons are stored.”

Kageyama howled in mirth, not bothering to cover his face as he laughed and laughed. Soon Atsumu was laughing just as much, unable to hold onto his mock anger upon such a sight. Before long, the two were side by side, giggling breathlessly.

Suddenly, training camp seemed a lot less exhausting.

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