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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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Hello there! I was wondering if you were open to do lee/ler headcannons for Techno or Schlatt? Other than that, have a great day/night!💕

Of course I'm open to that yeah! I did Techno hcs, I might do Schlatt ones in the future. Hope you enjoy!

TECHNO LEE HCS:

He usually tries to avoid any situation where he knows he will be left vulnerable. Not because he doesn't like being tickled, but more so because he isn't used to it, and doesn't like the anticipation of waiting for someone to strike.

Due to this, he rarely ever gets tickled. But one time he got in an extreme lee mood and went up to Phil and demanded to be tickled. (And Phil agreed, gladly)

And once a few more people became aware of that, he started to get tickled more often.

Typical places like his sides and stomach aren't all that sensitive. They still get him chuckling, but that's it, and he's had multiple experiences of people trying to catch him off guard by attacking his sides from behind and then being surprised when he didn't have that big of a reaction.

The worst spot is a close tie between his ears and knees.

His ears are inhumanely ticklish but also quite the melt spot. He'll just start breathlessly laughing and get all blushy and hide his face in his cape.

His knees are just a death spot. He will kick you.

He's fine with being pinned down. It's the only way to make sure he doesn't punch you, so he understands. And if you charge at him and full force tackle him to the ground without warning then he'll probably just be like "eh fair enough".

He can't handle teases. Especially when they tease him about his laugh (because it's high-pitched and he snorts quite a bit). He sort of just breaks, curls in on himself the best he can and uses his cape as a shield for his burning red face.

He isn't the biggest fan of aftercare, since it makes him feel weak in a way. But if you hug him after tickling him and pet his head then he wouldn't complain. Just don't bring it up ever again, okay?

LER TECHNO HCS:

He gets revenge every single time. It isn't a question, and it isn't a threat, it is a promise.

He tends to wrap his victim in his cape so that they're trapped but also comfy, then tickles the life out of them.

His teasing is extremely blunt, to the point where it's more like narration. Still can be very flustering though, depending on the lee. He says things like "You have a very ticklish tummy... That's kind of embarrassing."

Whispers in your ear.

Raspberries are his favourite weapon. Especially if you're trapped in his cape because then there's no way to get away from them.

He calls you 'lee' and nothing else. He refuses to use your real name, or any variation of your real name while tickling you.

The type of ler to stop once you say 'stop' without meaning it, then wait for you to give in and ask for him to tickle you again. He may also play a game where every time you say stop without meaning it, he blows another raspberry.

If you're a shy lee, he'd have no problem with you hiding your face if it makes you feel more comfortable. He'd constantly remind you of how adorable you are though.

He doesn't take kindly to being provoked. He'll either refuse to give the lee what they want and force them to ask or he'd be completely merciless and focus on their worst spots.

Aftercare will only come if you ask for it. Other than that he'll probably just help you up, ruffle your hair then leave. But if you ask for it then he'll get you anything you want for about 15 minutes straight.

"Aw... This is a baaad spot, huh? No, I think I'll stay here for a while. What's wrong? Does it tickle too much? I bet it does."

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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hello there👋

i request some lee tommy w/ ler techno & wilbur art,, /nf

take ur time/g and have a good day/night:D

hey!! i thought you said techno or wilbur so i....

but if you want i can redo it?? i am really sorry....

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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Some gifs that give me Lee!Wilbur vibes since I have Wilbur brainrot rn.

Teehehehehe enjoy! 👹

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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I think this might be my favorite Wilbur LaughTM of all time

Ps:Thank you all for being patient with me while I’m on a half hiatus, I’ll be back to interacting eventually💕

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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Omfg this so so good sogiscjgsjcsuge

Daaaam... I haven't been here for soooo long guys)))

Buuut! I recently scrolled my old arts and I had an idea to redraw one of them. So yeah my first tickle art for, I think, a year or maybe more.

(the old one)

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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Hi hello, spare some techno lee/ler headcannons if you have any?

🅱echno🅱lade

DSMP

lee techno -he literally is not ticklish unless he wants to me -like he can tense up his muscles so he can barely even feel the sensations whenever he wants -he’s relaxed around SBI so techno usually isn’t tensed up, so he’s a big tickle target there -snorts. i mean its obvious, he’s a piglin -he’s ticklish and will laugh, but he’s really hard to fluster -wilbur’s the only one that got him to blush before -the way he did it saying stuff like “aww, does the big bad technoblade have too ticklish of a tummyyy?” and techno got the Biggest butterflies -tickles to ‘knock him down a peg’ make him a bit flustered too but he’d never admit that -tends to be the victim of phil a lot bc his ears and certain spots are feather sensitive -tickle spots are his belly and ears/neck and maybe even the tip of his nose (to feathers)!! -he literally has to let his brothers tickle him because he’s so strong he has the ability to just Fling them PLS -definitely a person of immediate revenge

ler techno -he’s an asscrack. -really teasy but in a playfully mocking/sassy way -”yeah, does this tickle? good.” and “awww, can’t take it the tickles, can you? sucks to be you i guess” -will pick the lee up with one arm and just claw his fingers on their belly while they can’t go anywhere -do not try to run from techno. mans will catch you guaranteed. -he loves playing hide and seek with his brothers because he can easily hear them and he’s extra teasy about it like “i know someone’s in heeere!” when he enters a room and he just hears tommy squeak -gives a bunch of dialogue while tickling someone, like comments on everything -nibbles and raspberries a lot, he’s says “i’m gonna eat ‘tcha!” before doing it just to make the lee flustered -he looooves anticipation -more of a fan of playful/slightly rougher tickles, but if someone in SBI has a bad day or just needs to relax he’ll give them soft tickles -speaking of softer, comforting tickles he’ll say stuff like “you’re doing well :)” in the middle of it -LOVES flopping his cape over the lee and tickle them when they’re bundled up in his cape -he is evil with a softie side alright

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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tickletober day 4– weak spot

#augtickletober2023

ler!tommy (he/him), lee!wilbur (he/him)

Tommy and Wilbur sat on opposite ends of the couch, they had settled for binge watching all of Ash’s vlogs on the TV since they had YouTube on it. They came across the one titled “things got weird,” which Wilbur paid no mind to until a certain point of the video with him and Mark.

“Switch it off,” Wilbur said, reaching over to Tommy, who had the remote.

“Why? We haven’t gotten through all of them,” Tommy responded, pushing the older away and returning his attention to the TV. His eyes widened, and he leaned forward in interest.

“This guy’s not ticklish- what the shit!” Mark had exclaimed before starting to try and tickle Wilbur, unhappy with how the man didn’t react.

“Just do it- just go for it, king.” Was Wilbur’s response, he had a little smirk on his face as Mark’s attempts at tickling him had failed.

“That- that doesn’t do it!”

Wilbur had then let out a small giggle as Mark had poked around his upper ribs, immediately turning to push Mark’s hand away.

“Oh, that was it!”

Tommy watched as the small fight went on in the video, then when it cut to the next clip he immediately turned to look at Wilbur with a shit eating grin.

Wilbur had a look of panic, his face a light pink from embarrassment . He had kept this from Tommy for so long, he knew that he would use it against him and never let him live it down.

“Tommy- No. Do not. I swear to god if you try anything, I will kill y-AAAH! TOMMY NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!” Wilbur shrieked as Tommy immediately jumped onto him, he attempted to push Tommy away but the boy wouldn’t budge.

“Absolutely not! You kept this from me!” Tommy exclaimed, “I deserve this revenge from all of the times you’ve tickled me!”

Wilbur instinctively wrapped his arms around himself, he was not gonna let Tommy have this.

“Oh come on now,” Tommy said, “You think that will stop me?” He then grabbed Wilbur’s wrists and pinned them down with his knees so he could still have both hands. “There.”

“Tohommy, come on. Please. You don’t have to dohO THIHIS- FUHUCK! NOHOHO!” Wilbur was cut off by his own shrieks of laughter as Tommy began clawing at his ribs.

“I am so going to use this against you. All the time.” Tommy grinned like a little kid, he finally had a way to torment Wilbur. He switched to vibrating his fingers between the bones, laughing as Wilbur twisted from side to side, trying to rid himself of the unbearable, stupidly ticklish sensation.

“TOHOHOMMY! FUHUCK- NOHOHOHO!” Wilbur’s face was bright red now, both from being embarrassed about the situation and laughing so hard.

“You know, you haven’t said stop, like at all. Do you like this, Wil?” Tommy slowed to a stop so Wilbur could answer.

“Shuhuhut uhup.” Was all Wilbur said as he pushed Tommy off of him. The blush had spread to his ears and down his neck, and he quickly buried his face in his hands.

“Aww, you do! That’s adorable!” Tommy cooed, immediately pulling Wilbur into a hug. “Just so you know I am definitely gonna tickle you a lot more now.” The teen carded a hand through Wilbur’s hair as he cooed more at the man’s flustered state.

“I will murder you.”

“I’m sure you will.”

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drizzl3giggl3z · 7 months

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lee!charlie and ler!quackity, that is all,, since charlie doesnt know much, quackity teaches him what tickling is and charlie is just enjoying it sm

Discovery (creative title ik /s) summary: charlie doesn't know what tickling is, and quackity is more than happy to teach his friend about it. a/n: lee charlie slimecicle my beloved. *holds him gently* warnings: i think like one swear word LOL w/c: 1.6k DSMP, Platonic

“Quahackity s- stoHOHOP IHIT!” Purpled wailed, kicking his legs out behind Quackity who was on top of him, his fingers relentlessly scribbling into a sweet spot right beneath Purpled’s ribs. “But I’m having so much fun, Purpled! We’re just getting started.” Quackity sneered, cooing as his ‘victim’s’ laughter grew an octave as his nails skittered against the sides of his stomach.

“Noho we ahaharen’t- NONOHOHO Q- QUACKIHIHITHIHIHIY!” The boy screeched when a long raspberry was placed over his waist, small raspberries then peppering across his belly to reach his other side.

“You’re more ticklish than I remembered! Huh, this is good news- well, for me at least.” Quackity snickered as he watched his friend trash under him and smiled to himself as high-pitched cackles tore through the room.

In the room next door, a fellow named Charlie was deep in thought studying the new machine Sam built in the Casino. It would be a lot easier to think if he didn’t hear bloody murder in the room next door, though. “What is all of that about? Is someone in trouble?” He spoke to himself, peeking out in the hallway to make sure the coast was clear.

The worried boy glanced inside the room he heard all the yelling from, only to see his two friends... wrestling? “Are you okay?” He called out, Purpled about to yell for help before Quackity drilled his fingers into the sides of his belly. “Yeah, all good in here, bud!” The one clad in a dark beanie grinned widely. The slime hybrid nodded; as curious as he was to what they were both doing, he went back to trying out the new machines Sam had worked hard on.

Eventually, the laughter and yelling died down and Las Nevadas went back to calm (well, as calm as it gets). Charlie was still curious and seeking answers to what Quackity was doing to Purpled, as it looked quite fun as he learned quickly that laughter is a positive thing friends do together.

He walked around, peeking in each room he came across until he stepped in front of the door of Quackity’s office. Charlie knocked on the door, smiling as he heard his best friend inside. “Can I come in, Quackity?” He asked sweetly, excited to see his friend. “Of course, come in!” Quackity smiled fondly, permitting him.

The door flung open, the boy running to Quackity to pull him into a hug. “Alright, alright.” Quackity laughed, unfolding Charlie’s arms that were tight around him. “Okay, I’ve been thinking. Very hard, in fact. What were you and Purpled doing earlier?” Charlie asked straight to the point, pushing his glasses up that was a bit tilted from the tight hug.

“I was giving him a piece of my mind for trying to cheat against me in a game of cards.” Quackity chuckled softly, organizing more papers on his desk. “Cheat?! That’s no good!” Charlie put his hands on his hips, tilting his head down to look at his friend. “And that’s exactly why I tickled him.” He smiled up at Charlie.

“Tickled?” He asked, putting a finger to his chin. “You don’t know what tickling is? Ohoho…” Quackity devilishly giggled, then cleared his throat. “I mean- I can show you, but at your own risk.” He offered, the slime hybrid immediately shaking his head excitedly. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you though! Alright, can you lay down over there for me? It’ll make it easier.” Quackity motioned towards the couch in his office.

Charlie obliged, practically skipping towards the soft couch and laying down. “This should be fun.” Quackity thought out loud, before going over to Charlie. In all honesty, Quackity is expecting Charlie to either not be ticklish because hell, can a slime even be ticklish? Or just dip out immediately, because that’s what most people do when tickled.

“Reeeady?” Quackity drew out, wiggling his fingers over Charlie’s sides. The confused boy nodded, moving his hands out of the way. Right as his fingers made contact with Charlie’s sides, he immediately squealed and laughed out. Though, as he squirmed out of instinct, he never tried to squirm away.

“Ah, so you are ticklish!” He exclaimed, his fingers drumming against Charlie’s upper ribs. “Ihit- *hic* feheheels fuhuhunny!” Light-hearted laughter poured out of the hybrid, the sensation new but it honestly felt nice.

“Yeah? I bet it does. How does this feel, though?” The casino owner sniggered evilly as he fluttered his nails down his ribs, then tracing into his waist. “Feheheels nihihice…” Charlie’s sugar-sweet giggles filled up the room. Quackity paused, sitting up with an eyebrow raised.

Charlie stumbled on his words, stuttering nervously. “I- Is thahat a bahad thing?” He panicked, still feeling the sensation of a few fingers continuously wiggling around his side. “No- no. It’s not, definitely not. It’s endearing if you ask me.” Quackity smiled down at his friend, putting his other hand to use and gently squeezing his hip. Happy laughs emitted from Charlie again, untensing his body as he enjoyed himself.

“Charlie- I do have one question, though.”

“Whahahat is ihihit?”

“How many ribs do you have? Y’know, as a good friend I need to make sure that you have all of them.”

“I dohohon’t k- knohohow?” Charlie giggled as Quackity playfully clicked his tongue and shook his head, properly straddling him. “I’m gonna count them then, alright? If you dare push me away then I’ll have to start alllll over, got it?” For emphasis, Quackity dragged his nails down all of his ribs and wiggled them along Charlie’s lower ribs.

Charlie nodded, his laughter growing as excitement overtook him. Quackity internally ‘awwed’ at the sight, but not letting himself get all soft as he massaged his fingers into Charlie’s lowest ribs. “QuahAHACKITY!” The hybrid’s laughter grew as his friend’s hands slowly rose to his ribcage, starting to feel more and more sensitive.

“Charlie!” Quackity playfully retorted, looking up at Charlie’s face then cooing at the sight. Charlie’s cheeks were bright green, and his hair was messy and disheveled, while his glasses were crooked on his face and tipping off his nose. He was adorable, to say the least.

“N’awww, is somebody having fun?” Quackity teased, a smirk growing on his face. “Does somebody love the tickles? This is so much fun!” Charlie swore he felt something flutter in his stomach. Is that what butterflies were that everyone talks about? The name matches, that’s for sure.

Wanting to be honest to his best friend, Charlie nodded as his face grew an even brighter hue. “I’m so glad, I could honestly listen to your laugh forever, y’know.” Quackity chuckled as his fingers finally reached near the top of Charlie’s ribs. His laughter grew hiccupy and squeaky, a sweet spot being hit.

“It’s sohoho… hahahAHAPPY!” Charlie squealed as fingers continued to vibrate into his top ribs. “Happy?” Quackity asked, tilting his head. This boy was going to be the death of him, Quackity decided. “YEHEHAH! HAHAP- *snort* HAHAPPY!” Charlie nodded, smiling with content.

This went on for a bit until Quackity thought that Charlie deserved some sort of ‘Grand Finale’. “I think I know someone that wants to meet you, Charlie.” Quackity tittered, his smile growing. “A nehehew friehend?” He smiled excitedly when Quackity nodded. “Yep! It is I, the tickle monster!” Quackity said in a booming voice, wiggling claw hands at Charlie.

“Wh- where’s Quahackity?!” Charlie’s eyes widened, staring at who is now apparently the ‘tickle monster’. “Whahat did you doho to my friend?!” He panicked, Quackity unable to keep up the act as he burst out laughing. “Don’t worry Charlie, it’s me! I was Quackity the whole time!” He giggled, smiling at the relaxed sigh from Charlie. “You scared me, friend!” He exclaimed.

“I’m so sorry, let me make it up to you.” Quackity smiled, sneaking his hands up Charlie’s t-shirt to dance his fingers along his belly. Charlie couldn’t stay grumpy for long as his adorable giggles started up again, filling the room with the feeling of fondness and happiness.

“Hey Charlie, out of curiosity- do you know what a raspberry is by any chance?” Quackity asked, pausing his fingers. “N- Nohoho? I dohon’t think soho!” He tilted his head like a curious puppy, making the other chuckle to himself. “Alright, prepare yourself then.” Quackity laughed before leaning his head down, earning a confused look from Charlie.

Before Charlie knew it, a raspberry was blown right in the center of his belly, the vibrations from it shooting through every nerve in his body. “QUAHAHAHACKITY!” Charlie convulsed, his back involuntarily arching in surprise. He felt Quackity smile into his stomach before blowing yet another raspberry. Another shriek escaped the hybrid, gently pushing at the tickler’s head.

“Quackity are yo- oh. Alright.” Purpled paused in the doorway, his antennae drooping down a bit in surprise at the sight, and sound in that fact. “Oh, came back for round two, bud?” Quackity raised an eyebrow at the boy in the purple hoodie, his antennae immediately flicking up. “No, I am not doing a stupid round two, you ass. I came for revenge, obviously!” He sassed, crossing his arms.

“Alright Charlie, how about I teach you how to tickle someone, yeah? Seems like fun?” Quackity urged, smiling at the slime hybrid. “I get to make my other friend laugh? Yes! Teach me, Quackity!” He excitedly sat up and approached the alien, who decided to bolt.

“Alright! Step one: the chase. Pretty straightforward. Let’s catch him!”

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