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[oliviaischillin1204]

Hungry For Raspberries

[olivia's note: hello gang! time for another wonderful offering from the incomparable anne onymous! thank you anne!!!]

Today had been a rather tickly day for Virgil. Not that he minded, of course. Tickling was pretty common in the Mind Palace, but today really...took the biscuit? Took the cake? Took everything in the bakery, or however the saying goes, Virgil couldn't remember. It first started this morning when Roman was given the dreaded task of waking Virgil, who always slept in until noon if you let him.

Virgil buried his face in his pillow, giggling madly as he tried not to think of Roman who was hovering over him with wiggling fingers. "Come on, Virgil. If you don't come out, the tickle monster's coming iiin!" Roman teased in a sing-song voice. "I'm gay!" Virgil squealed, his voice muffled by the pillow. "That's not what we meant and you know it." Roman said, sitting down on the bed. "We?" Virgil asked, looking up at the creative Side. "Yes, "we". As in me...and the TICKLE MONSTER!" Roman exclaimed, scribbling his fingers all over Virgil's ribs, causing the emo to squirm and giggle.

Safe to say, Virgil definitely didn't oversleep this morning. And that was just the beginning. Later on in the living room, he kept putting his feet on the coffee table which annoyed Logan to no end. Finally, he had enough and grabbed Virgil's feet, placing them on his lap.

"How many times did I tell you to stop putting your feet on the coffee table?" Logan asked. "Four." Virgil replied. "And how many times did you listen?" Logan queried. "Zero." Virgil answered. "Hence why it is your own fault for what I am about to do." Logan said, tickling the arches of Virgil's socked feet. "Ahahaha! I'm sohohohorry!" Virgil apologised. "Somehow I doubt that highly. Perhaps your punishment should be more precise." Logan reasoned, slowly slipping off Virgil's socks. "Uh-oh." Virgil giggled. ""Uh-oh" indeed, Virgil. Allow me to tell you the story of five little piggies. And since I know you just adore this story, I might even tell it twice." Logan said with a sly grin as Virgil hid his face in a couch pillow. He was pleasantly surprised that Logan would play "This Little Piggy" with him given how serious Logan tends to be and how that nursery rhyme is for children. 

So yeah, quite a busy morning. As for right now? Virgil was currently in a very tickly cuddle with Patton on the couch. He was smothering Virgil's neck and ears in kisses and nuzzles while squeezing his sides. As Virgil squealed and wiggled in his embrace, Patton thought he could hear a "stop" among his giggles. "Sorry kiddo, are you not in the mood?" Patton asked, stopping everything. But Patton couldn't be more wrong. His neck nuzzles and tickly kisses were the best, but all the previous attacks put Virgil in a really big lee mood. One that couldn't be cured with gentle tickles. Virgil wanted something a little more...intense. "Actually, umm, I was just wondering if you could maybe, uhhh, move to a different spot?" Virgil asked shyly. "Oh, ok. What about your armpits? Is that better?" Patton asked, scribbling in Virgil's sensitive hollows. "Eek! Hahahahaha! Nohohoho, nohohot thehehehere!" Virgil giggled. "What about your ribs?" Patton asked, poking and prodding at Virgil's ribs. "Ahahahaha! Gehehetting wahaharmer!" Virgil squealed. "Oh, I see. You want the tickle monster to give you tummy tickles, hmm?" Patton teased, skittering across Virgil's tummy with both hands. 

"Ahahahahaha! Yehehehes, buhut nohot lihike thahahahat!" Virgil cackled, pushing Patton's hands away. "Not like what?" Patton asked. "Not with...not that way." Virgil said. "You mean with my hands?" Patton guessed. Virgil nodded. "Oh. Well I'm sure Roman has some crafting feathers we could borrow. Or we could use this new feather duster Logan just got, oh my goodness, he got me with it yesterday and it was so tickly, I didn't even know I could be that ticklish. I think I could even tickle myself with it, but of course Logan would argue that your brain anticipates–" Patton suggested but Virgil interrupted. "No f-feathers either, just...I mean...God, why is this so hard?" he stammered, burying his face in his hands in frustration. Virgil and Logan always struggled when it came to asking for tickles, Roman and Patton were the only ones who could shamelessly ask. One time Roman upright asked Virgil and he almost choked on his coffee. 

"Maybe try texting it to me. That way you don't have to say anything." Patton suggested. Virgil took out his phone and started to type. But it turns out just writing the word and having to look at it can be just as difficult sometimes. Thank god for emojis. Just one problem: there's no raspberry emoji on his phone. But there was a strawberry emoji and a mouth emoji. That should do it. Patton's phone buzzed as he got the text but his face screwed up in confusion as he read it. 

💜Virgil🌩: 

👄🍓

"You wanna get a snack first?" Patton asked hesitantly. Virgil facepalmed and groaned. Take 2. This time he had to be more direct. Patton's phone buzzed again and Patton thankfully didn't look as confused as before at this one.

💜Virgil🌩:

👋❌ 🪶❌ 👄✅

"Ahhh, I think I get it now." Patton said, pushing Virgil's shirt up and straddling his thighs with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Virgil covered his eyes with his arms to avoid eye contact with Patton. "Ok kiddo. Ready?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded and Patton blew the biggest raspberry he could into Virgil's belly, making him scream with laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHA! OH MY GOHOHOHOHOD! HAHAHAHAHA!" Virgil shrieked, kicking and squirming like crazy. When it finally ended, Patton caught his breath while Virgil giggled happily from the phantom vibrations that made his tummy tingle and gave him butterflies. "Was that fun?" Patton asked, smiling as he noticed Virgil's eyeshadow had turned purple and glittery. Virgil nodded then suddenly covered his belly protectively with his arms, giggling more. "Had enough?" Patton guessed. "No, I just thought how much it would ti...how bad it would be to experience three r...to have three at once." Virgil confessed, curling into himself. "Think you can handle it?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded.

"Logan! Roman! Virgil's hungry for raspberries!" Patton called. Logan and Roman rose up into the room with amused expressions. "You're still in the mood for tickles?" Roman asked. "Was my storytelling not satisfactory? I was even generous enough to do it twice." Logan teased, causing Virgil to squeak and hide his face in his hood. "I'd suggest moving from the couch to the floor for this, Virgil." Patton advised. Avoiding eye contact with anyone, Virgil walked away from the couch and laid down on the floor. "So, how are we gonna do this?" Virgil asked hesitantly. "How about Logan on your left, Roman on your right and me in the middle?" Patton suggested. Virgil nodded in agreement and the others got into position. Logan knelt down by Virgil's left side while Roman sat by Virgil's right side and Patton went back to straddling his thighs. "Let's do a warm up first. We should see if you can handle two at once before diving into three." Patton recommended. Virgil held back a whine and nodded. Without any warning, he felt two raspberries being blown on the sides of his bare belly. 

"HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEY, NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAHAIR! AHAHAHAHA!" Virgil bellowed. Roman and Logan gave each other a smug look while they caught their breath. Meanwhile Virgil giggled like a mad man and squirmed from the phantom tickles as he recovered. "Still think you can handle three?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. "Just in case, we should come up with a safe word." Logan recommended. ""Panic" works for me." Virgil suggested. The others nodded in agreement and prepared themselves. "Ready Virgil?" Patton asked. Virgil nodded and braced himself. "Ok, on three. One..." Patton started. "Two..." Logan continued. "Three!" Roman finished. They all took a deep breath and blew right into Virgil's belly. He screamed and cackled and kicked and bucked like crazy. "NOHOHOHOHO!!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!! PAHAHAHAHANIC!!!" Virgil screamed. Everyone stopped immediately and Logan went to the kitchen to get some water for Virgil. 

"Thahat...wahas...soho bahad." Virgil gasped. "Was it still fun?" Roman asked. Virgil nodded. "Here, Virgil. This should help you." Logan said, handing him the glass. "Thanks." Virgil replied, drinking the water gratefully. As he continued to catch his breath, Patton couldn't help but feel slight envy. Oh well, there's an easy fix for that. "My turn!" Patton exclaimed, lying down with his arms up. The others gave Patton a fond look before surrounding him in a similar fashion to before with Virgil: Roman and Logan by his sides and Virgil straddling his thighs after finally composing himself. "Any specific instructions?" Virgil inquired, moving Patton's shirt up to reveal his sensitive tummy. "First I want just one on my belly, then two at the same time, and then all three of you at once. Please." Patton instructed. "Got it. Safeword?" Virgil asked. Patton thought for a moment before blurting out "Kitties!"

""Kitties" it is. And if you forget or can't say it, just bang on the ground like a wrestler tapping out, ok?" Virgil suggested. Patton nodded, eagerly awaiting the tickles. Virgil decided not to go first considering he was just tickled senseless a minute ago, so he gave Roman a subtle nod and he gladly did the honours. Thankfully, Patton still seemed to enjoy himself. "YAHAHAHAHAY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" he squealed. Virgil smiled down at the giggly father figure as Roman got back up for air. "Would've gone first, but I need to give my lungs a break." Virgil explained. Patton nodded in understanding but was soon cackling like mad as Roman and Logan once again went for the surprise tactic. "HAHAHAHAHA! IT'S SOHOHOHO TICKLY! HAHAHAHAHA!" Patton cackled. "That's kind of the point, Padre. This would be really awkward if it didn't." Roman pointed out after he stopped. 

"Still certain you want to go through the final round?" Logan checked. Patton nodded eagerly. "Ok, if you insist. On three?" Virgil suggested. Patton shook his head. "Ok, I guess we're diving right in." Virgil said. And just like that, Patton felt three raspberries being blown on his ticklish tummy and completely lost it. "HAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHO!!! KIHIHITTIHIHIES!!!" Patton shrieked. The sensations stopped immediately and Roman went to fetch Patton a glass of water. "You good, Patton?" Logan asked. Patton nodded, still catching his breath. "Here." Roman said as he gave Patton the glass. "Thahanks." Patton gasped before swallowing it down slowly. The others watched him for about two minutes to be sure he was definitely alright. "I'm ok, don't worry. Just needed a second." Patton assured. "I must say, this activity is actually quite amusing. I'm tempted to try it myself." Logan confessed. "You should try it, Logan. It's really fun." Patton said. "Well, it is my job as Thomas's logic to understand things, so, very well." Logan reasoned, blushing hard.

"Don't bother with the singular one, I'm already aware of how it feels." he added, lying down comfortably. "Ok. Safeword?" Virgil asked. "Crofters." Logan said. "How original." Roman teased, straddling Logan's thighs. "Don't get cocky or I'll make your turn figurative hell." Logan warned. "Isn't that the whole point of this?" Virgil asked, settling himself down by Logan's left side. "Touché–HEHEHEHEHEY! HAHAHAHAHA! IT'S SOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!" Logan cackled in surprise as both Patton and Virgil blew on his belly. "I wish you could see this from my perspective, because this is hilarious." Roman remarked as Logan recovered from the surprise raspberries. "Roman, be nice." Patton scolded. "You still good to go, Lo?" Virgil checked, relieved when the logical Side nodded. "Care for countdown?" Roman inquired. "From five will do." Logan said. "Alrighty then, in five..." Patton started. "Four, three..." Roman continued. "Two, one!" Virgil finished, before everyone blew on Logan's belly, shattering his composure. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAKE IHIHIT!!! CROHOHOHOFTERS!!!" Logan shrieked, causing everyone to stop and Virgil went to get him a glass of water. 

"You alright?" Patton asked. Logan nodded and sat upright, trying to calm his breathing. "Here you go." Virgil said as he handed Logan the glass, watching him sipping carefully. As soon as he was done, Roman spoke up. "Looks like we've saved the best for last." he said, lying down confidently and pulling his shirt up. "Don't bother with warm-ups, just dive right in!" Roman requested, raising his hands behind his head. "Are you sure, Roman?" Patton checked. "Yeah, it's pretty intense, dude." Virgil warned. "You should at least try two at once before just submitting yourself to three." Logan advised, straddling Roman but was met with a glare. "Alright, if you're positive about it. Safeword?" Patton asked. "Disney, obviously." Roman replied. "Fitting. Would you like a countdown?" Logan asked. "From ten." Roman answered. "Ten?! Jeez." Virgil exclaimed. "What can I say? Anticipation is half the fun." Roman said. But he didn't just mean his own anticipation. Roman smirked as he watched the others impatiently count down from ten and decided to tease them by saying they were counting too fast and must start all over again. Finally after ten agonisingly long seconds, touchdown. 

"AHAHAHAHAHA!!! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Roman bellowed. "That's the point, Roman. This would be a fruitless endeavour otherwise." Logan said as everyone got back up for some much needed oxygen. Patton went to get Roman a glass of water but Roman stopped him by grabbing his ankle. "Agahahain." Roman giggled. "You wanna go through that, again?!" Virgil asked in disbelief. Roman nodded. "Uhh, well, if you're sure, Roman. I guess we could do it again." Patton said hesitantly, kneeling back down. "Should we go down to two at once this time?" Logan suggested, causing Roman to shake his head and looked almost offended. "Very well, then, if you're certain. Shall we count down again?" Logan asked. Roman shook his head again. The others didn't bother with responding and just blew more raspberries on his belly again. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! OH GOHOHOHOD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Roman cackled. The others stopped to catch their breath and Patton once again tried to go get a glass of water for Roman, but the prince stopped him once again. 

"One mohohore." Roman giggled. "Are you kidding me?!" Virgil yelled. "Roman, if we do this too much, it could have serious repercussions such as loss of consciousness, bladder failure or even-" Logan protested but was interrupted by a kick and glare from Roman, causing him to roll his eyes. "Fine. Just don't say we didn't warn you." Logan said. "I thought I had it bad earlier, but you're like a masochist today." Virgil commented. Against their better judgement, the three once again blew into his tummy and Roman lost it. His laughter went silent as he banged his fists on the floor. Virgil was the only one who remembered the tapping out backup plan and stopped, pushing Patton and Logan away from Roman. Patton rushed to the kitchen to finally get that water while Logan and Virgil guided Roman through his breathing. Patton arrived with four glasses, receiving a rather puzzled look from Virgil. "Uh, I don't think he needs that much water, Pat." Virgil said. "It's not just for him, the other three are for us." Patton explained, passing out the glasses. Roman desperately gulped down his water while Logan, Patton and Virgil merely sipped away slowly. After about five minutes, Roman was finally fully calmed down. 

"You ok, Princey?" Virgil asked. "Yeah, I'm alright now." Roman assured. "We warned you to not push yourself too far." Logan said. "But I was having fun." Roman whined before letting out a yawn. Patton giggled before finding himself yawning too. "Hey Roman, you got enough energy to help me summon something?" Patton inquired. "Sure, what do you need?" Roman asked. Patton whispered in Roman's ear, causing the creative Side to hold back giggles. His ears weren't usually ticklish, but those three rounds of raspberries pumped up his senses from one to one hundred. Nonetheless, he understood Patton's request and gladly delivered. The room was now covered top to bottom in blankets, fairylights strung across the ceiling and pillows scattered across the floor. Logan and Virgil couldn't help but smile at Roman's handiwork. "I thought we could use a cosy blanket fort to take a nap in after all that." Patton explained, summoning his cat onesie. Logan and Virgil wanted to protest but couldn't fight back their own yawns. Roman and Virgil summoned their onesies while Logan summoned his blue pyjamas. "Come on, Logan. If I'm doing this, there's no reason you shouldn't." Virgil argued. Logan wanted to protest but found himself too tired to do so and summoned his onesie. The four Sides cuddled up together under the blankets and enjoyed a well-deserved afternoon nap.

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[gigglynerdlogan]

Peek-A-Boo! I See You!

(This is a submission from Anne Onymous!! :) Thanks, and hope you all enjoy!)

...

Roman couldn't remember how he got himself into this. One minute he's watching Pooh's Heffalump Movie with Patton, the next he's pinned down to the floor and being tickled by the fatherly figure. He seemed to be feeling extra teasy today because he was using every form of baby-talk under the sun, a.k.a the one teasing method Roman just cannot handle at all! "Cootchie cootchie coo, Roman! Tickle tickle tickle, kiddo! Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy coo!" Patton teased. Roman managed to pull his wrists out of Patton's free hand that was holding them above his head and hid his face in his hands as an attempt to cover his blush and muffle his laughter, which seemed to cause Patton to stop his tickle attack.

"How odd. Roman seems to have vanished. He was just here. Where has my sweet little prince gone?" Patton joked. Roman giggled and removed his hands. "Peek-a-boo! I see you!" Patton chimed, continuing his attack on Roman's poor sensitive tummy. Roman squealed and hid his face again, unable to properly process the tease, causing Patton to stop again. "Where did Roman go? He disappeared again. Where oh where could he be?" Patton fake-pondered. "You need new glasses, I'm right here!" Roman exclaimed, quickly moving his hands away. "Peek-a-boo! I see you!" Patton chimed again, wiggling his fingers in Roman's sensitive hollows.

Despite the overwhelming sensations and his own loud, boisterous laughter, Roman managed to put 2 and 2 together. Every time he covered his face, Patton would stop; and when he uncovered his face, he treated it like a game of peek-a-boo. It's a new tease. He made a mental note to warn Virgil since everyone knew he was Patton's favourite Side to tickle. But for now, he wasn't sure how much more he could take on his worst spot. "HAHAHAHA! PAHAHATTOHOHON, SOHOHOMEWHERE EHEHELSE! PLEHEHEHEASE!" Roman begged. "Awww, ok, Ro-Ro. Don't wanna tire out my favourite wittle prince, now do I?" Patton asked rhetorically, moving down to Roman's ribs.

"Ahahand stohohop bahaby-tahahalking! Hahahahaha!" Roman laughed. "But why? Can wittle Wo-Wo not handle a wittle teasing?" Patton teased. "Pahahat, seheheriohously! I'm wahaharning yohohou!" Roman chuckled. "Are you sure you're in any position to make threats right now, Roman?" Patton asked. "I wohohon't wahahatch mohohovies with yohohou for a mohohohonth!" Roman cackled. Patton decided not to risk it and stopped everything. He got off Roman's waist and helped him back onto the couch. "You ok?" Patton asked. "Yeheah, it just stihill tihickles a lihittle." Roman giggled. "Oof, phantom tickles. It should go away in a minute or two." Patton reassured, rubbing Roman's back. As Roman's giggles turned to yawns, he snuggled into Patton as the two enjoyed a nice nap on the couch.

The End.

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[glitchydyke]

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[trashyswitch]

The Search For The Missing Laugh

A special person by the alias ‘Anne Onymous’ has sent me this fanfic to be submitted! And I think today is a better time than any. This is Anne’s fanfic, and I hope you all enjoy. :D

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Patton had been telling dad joke after dad joke since breakfast. While Roman and even Virgil gladly laughed at his witty wordplay, Logan hadn’t even cracked a smile. Still, that didn’t stop Patton from telling all the jokes he had left in him after Roman and Virgil went to help Thomas with something. “Why were the elephants late for their vacation?” Patton asked. Logan merely sighed in response. “Because they forgot to pack their trunks!” Patton exclaimed before laughing at his own joke. Logan groaned, wishing Patton would just stop. “Aw, come on, Logan. That was funny!” Patton chirped. “Perhaps to you, but not me.” Logan said. “Probably because you have no sense of humour.” Patton grumbled, crossing his arms. “I’ll have you know that I do have a sense of humour, I just don’t find your jokes funny.” Logan informed. Patton pouted. Logan never laughs at his jokes. He never laughs, period. He just wanted to make his friend laugh, but how? Then it struck him. There’s one thing that makes Thomas and the others laugh. It was risky, it may not even work, but it would be worth it if he could pull it off. “Oh dear. I think I see what the problem is.” Patton said. “You need to get better at comedy?” Logan suggested sarcastically. “No. You lost your laugh.” Patton said. 

Logan did a double take to ensure he heard Patton right. “Lost…my…laugh.” Logan echoed. “Yes. But don’t worry, Logan. I consider myself a Hufflepuff and Hufflepuffs are good finders. Not to brag, but I have quite the skill of finding laughs and getting them out in the open, so I’ll help you find it.” Patton rambled, pulling Logan into a cuddle and grabbing his wrists to raise them above his head. “Patton, what are you…?” Logan protested but was silenced when Patton gave him a look that filled him with…excitement? Unease? He wasn’t sure, but he stayed quiet and kept his arms up. “Now, the trick is to look for hiding spots on your body. You see, sometimes instead of coming out of our mouths, laughs like to hide in other body parts or just get stuck there. Like the armpits for example, they fit pretty snug in there.” Patton said, poking and prodding the mentioned spot. Logan’s mouth curled into a grin as he tried his best not to laugh. “Excuse me, Logan’s armpits. Have you seen Logan’s laugh today?” Patton asked, as if this was a normal situation. Logan almost snickered at Patton’s silly behaviour. Him talking to his body parts as if they could talk back was so ridiculous, it was almost worse than the tickling. 

“Hmm, guess they don’t know. Maybe your ribs know. The ribs are a really good spot since there’s so many rib bones to fit between.” Patton narrated, spidering his fingers up and down the logical Side’s ribcage. Logan was now biting down on his lips in hopes that if he doesn’t laugh then Patton will give up and leave, but the fact he was practically narrating everything and doing something as silly as trying to have a conversation with his body parts wasn’t helping. Not to mention he’s never been tickled before, so he wasn’t used to it and had more difficulty fighting it off. “Hi there, Logan’s ribs. Logan lost his laugh, do you know where it’s hiding?” Patton inquired, gently scratching between each rib. He was disappointed by the silence, certain that Logan would’ve cracked by now. But he wasn’t giving up. “Guess my guessing skills are a little off today. Better keep trying. You know, the toes are a pretty good hiding spot too. Laughs can hide under or between them.” Patton said as he released Logan from their cuddle and moved down to his feet. Patton wasn’t sure if Logan was taking a break and getting his strength back, or forgot he could simply leave because he didn’t protest or make a run for it as he put his ankles in a headlock and removed his socks. 

“Pardon me, Logan’s toes. Are you hiding Logan’s laugh by any chance?” Patton asked, wiggling his fingers under the sensitive digits. Finally, the dam burst and Logan broke into a fit of surprised laughter. “HAHAHAhahaha! Nohohoho! Pahahattohohon! Hahahahahahaha!” Logan squealed, wiggling and fruitlessly attempting to pull his feet back. “Yay! You got your laugh back! But it doesn’t sound like it’s coming from your toes, it sounds like it’s coming from somewhere else. Oh well, guess we gotta keep looking!” Patton exclaimed. Logan was so embarrassed. After seeing him in this state, Patton will never take him seriously again. Oh well, that’s a future problem. For now, he hasn’t laughed like this in a long time, might as well try to enjoy it. “Another great place for a laugh to hide in is in the bellybutton.” Patton said as he moved his tickly hands up the back of Logan’s knees then across his thighs and over his hips until he reached his belly, enjoying every snicker and giggle that came out of Logan along the way. “How do you do, Logan’s bellybutton? Were you the one hiding his laugh the whole time?” Patton asked as he straddled Logan’s thighs, moved his shirt up and began circling his finger around the mentioned spot. Logan couldn’t help but let a few nervous giggles slip out as he squirmed in anticipation, never feeling so flustered in his life. Boy, was that statement about to be made wrong.

“Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear…” Patton sang, holding back snickers of his own when Logan covered his mouth to muffle his embarrassed squeal. “One step…two step…” Patton continued, walking his fingers closer to the naval before noticing Logan’s hands shot under his glasses to cover his eyes. Using his free hand, Patton gently removed Logan’s glasses and placed them on the coffee table. He didn’t want them to get broken during their fun. “There. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. A tickly under there!” Patton exclaimed, wiggling the digit in the bellybutton. “GAHAHAHAHAHA! PAHAHATTOHOHON, WHYHYHYHY?! HAHAHAHAHA!” Logan bellowed, thrashing around and pounding his fists on the couch. “Yup, this is definitely where all your laughs were hiding. Better make sure we get them all out so this doesn’t happen again. Good thing that song usually lures them out.” Patton commented, not that Logan could hear him over his own loud boisterous laughter. He couldn’t focus on anything other than the unbearably ticklish sensations in his navel, astounded that something as simple as a wiggling finger there could make him laugh this much. It was…exhilarating. And exhausting. Thankfully, Patton finally stopped. But he wasn’t done yet, not by a long shot. 

“I think we’re making some real good progress. Your laughs are coming out just fine, but there’s still a few stubborn ones still stuck. Good news is, sometimes they come out of hiding for a good joke. Knock knock!” Patton said. After catching his breath, Logan decided to indulge Patton against his better judgement. “Who’s there?” Logan asked. “Me, the dad joke king, here to tickle his way into your heart! Tickle tickle tickle! Cootchie cootchie coo!” Patton replied, tickling nearly every and any tickle spot on Logan his hands could reach. His ribs, his armpits, his tummy, even around his neck and ears. “Thahahahat’s nohohohot evehehehen a johohohoke! Hahahahaha!” Logan protested through his non-stop laughter. “Then why are you laughing so much?” Patton teased, watching Logan squirm side to side. As he observed the unusual wiggling closely, it appeared like Logan was trying to untuck the rest of his shirt, rendering his sides vulnerable. “Awww, does little Logi want his Sanders Sides tickled? All you had to do was ask me nicely!” Patton teased, lifting his shirt all the way up to his ribs and squeezing his sides. Jackpot. Logan practically melted at the touch. He occasionally squirmed, but he stopped trying to wiggle away and his laughter was bubbly and happy.

“Hahahahaha! Ihihit tihihickles! Hahahahaha!” Logan giggled. “Aww, does it tickle? Does it feel tickly and make you giggly? Is Logan a ticklish little cutie?” Patton teased, kneading and spidering over Logan’s sides with a few squeezes and pokes mixed in. Logan couldn’t help but squeak and squeal at the changing tactics, Patton seemed to completely randomise the order so he couldn’t predict what was next, each new surprise method seeming to tickle more than the last. “Boy, all this laughter-looking has made me hungry. You know what I’m in the mood for?” Patton asked. Logan shook his head, no idea what was coming. “Some raspberries!” Patton exclaimed before blowing into Logan’s belly, making the logical Side burst into belly laughter. This was somehow more ticklish than the bellybutton tickles yet not as unbearable, and definitely more fun. However, it was just as hard on his lungs. “AHAHAHAHAHA!!! PAHAHAHAHATTON, PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!!” Logan cackled. “Aww, just one more?” Patton fake-whined. He was just joking, but Logan seemed to actually be considering his rhetorical request much to his amusement. “Fine, just get it over-WIHIHIHIHITH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Logan shrieked, surprised by the unannounced raspberry on his tummy. “Ok, I’m full now.” Patton said when he finished, getting off Logan.

Logan curled into himself, letting the remainder of his giggles out as he caught his breath. Even though Patton had stopped, it was like he could still feel the phantom vibrations and tickles on his body. He’d never admit it out loud, but that was amazing. Once his breathing steadied and he could think clearly again, he remembered his glasses on the coffee table and put them back on, surprised to see Patton holding out a glass of water. “Oh. Thank you.” Logan said, taking the glass and sipping carefully as Patton sat next to him and rubbed his back. “You good?” Patton asked. “Yes Patton, I’m perfectly adequate.” Logan replied, putting the glass down. Patton pulled him into a hug which Logan cautiously reciprocated. “Don’t worry, Tickle Time’s over, only Cuddle Time now. But it’s good to know that now I have a way to make you laugh.” Patton remarked. “Well, there goes my dignity.” Logan sighed. “Huh? What do you mean?” Patton asked, letting go and facing Logan. “Patton, don’t patronise me. I know that after what just happened, it’s highly unlikely you’re ever going to take me seriously again.” Logan huffed. After that harsh confession, Patton’s expression went from confused to concerned very quickly. 

“Why would I do that? Just because you’re ticklish, doesn’t mean you’re any less smart than you were before. It doesn’t change anything. Besides, I’m ticklish, Roman’s ticklish, heck, even Virgil is ticklish, but that’s just because we’re a part of Thomas and he’s ticklish. It’s just natural, it’s no big deal. You’re still the smartest person I know and I’m always gonna listen to you.” Patton assured. Logan was quiet as he took a minute to process what Patton said. “I know you don’t consider yourself a feelings-y kind of Side, so if it makes you feel better, I promise not to tell the others about any of this.” Patton added. “Thank you, Patton.” Logan said. Patton pulled Logan into another cuddle and laid down. Logan returned the embrace and rested his head under Patton’s chin. “Now that the moment of concern has passed, do you suppose you could perhaps once again stimulate my sides with gargalesis?” Logan asked shyly. “Is that fancy-talk for “please tickle me”?“ Patton teased. Logan blushed and nodded. Patton smiled and wiggled his fingers into Logan’s sides, making the logical Side giggle and snuggle into him more. Little did they know that Virgil and Roman were back and watching them from the top of the stairs. Roman initially took his phone out to get some blackmail material but Virgil snatched it, making Roman pout. The two watched on quietly as their resident glasses geeks had their moment.

The End.

#submission #fluff #not mine #laughter #ler!patton #lee!logan #logicality #tickle fanfiction

[val-victory]

was all that anon hate you? I don't like you but you never struck me as a transphobe

Buddy... Dedenne the Kidd... Listen to me. This one is important.

Let me get one Thing straight. That Anon is a fucking Asswipe. I do not respect Shitters who hide behind Anonymity.

That Anon tried really hard to imitate me, but failed hard. I never said that Brats should never become Trainers, i was advocating for a better comprehensive Education that included Skills such as Survival and Nursing. Most Trainer Schools focus on battling too much.

If i wanna Beef, i'll beef you directly with my Face and Name attached. I do not care for arguing behind a Gray Voltorb called Anne Onymous.

There are Reason's for why i dislike you, your constant self Pity about being a Failure, your lack of Determination or Courage. And you making me a Target for your little Baby Community. But i don't have any Problems with your Gender.

P.S. Ohh, you're trans? That's metal af 👍👍👍🤟

P.P.S. sorry for the late Answer. I was asleep. My Schedule is kind of messed up at the Moment.

#rotomblr #rotumblr #pokemon irl

[lovelyemerald]

Glad you liked my fic on Olivia's Tumblr with the core four Sides being "hungry for raspberries". Think the break I took improved my writing, but now I got another problem: too many ideas to work with and can't focus on one, lol

~Anne Onymous

Ah your welcome! I love fanfiction and reading it! Breaks are always healthy and stuff. I hope you come out of it better! And have fun writing!! :3

[gamequeenanya]

(Sorry to Anne Onymous but it won’t let me add tags to your post. I was going to say that your Virgil Cat is adorable!! :))

[kanene-yaaay]

Tickle The Giggles Away (Submission)

Warnings: This is a submission! Any and every credit for the story goes to Anne Onymous. Here we have Lee!Patton and Ler!Virgil. Raspberries. Around 1.000 words.

[~*~]

Patton wasn't sure why he was so giddy today. Since the moment he woke up this morning, he felt so giggly and happy. At breakfast, he almost spat out his cereal laughing at an accidental pun Logan made. When having a childhood shows marathon with Roman, he was bouncing with giggles the whole time. Even in the evening when Virgil walked into the living room to find Patton lying on the couch just giggling to himself, he was still cheerful. "Someone's in a good mood today." Virgil commented. Patton looked up at Virgil with bright eyes and a beaming smile. "Virgil! Come cuddle!" he exclaimed with grabby hands. Usually Virgil would hesitate or protest Patton's cuddle offers (then always give in) because he had an image to uphold but he just couldn't resist how happy and cuddly Patton looked right now. Virgil rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders before lying next to Patton for a cuddle.

"So, why are you so perky today?" the emo asked the father figure. "I don't know, I just woke up like this." Patton giggled. "Just don't let Logan see you like this so late, otherwise he'll lecture you about calming down before bed and all that." Virgil said as he casually started spooning Patton, squeezing his sides. Patton laughed and squirmed in response. "That tickles!" he giggled. "Oh, sorry Pat." Virgil apologised. "It's ok." Patton reassured. "Oh, so you LIKE being tickled, huh?" Virgil teased, tasing Patton's sides. The fatherly trait squealed and laughed as he nodded. "You know, it is getting late and we'll all have to go to bed soon. Which means if you're ever gonna get any sleep tonight, you're gonna need to get all those giggles out. And what better way to do it than letting me tickle all those giggles out? You in?" Virgil asked normally, as if there wasn't a giggly wiggling man in his arms. Nevertheless, Patton nodded, giving Virgil permission to continue.

Virgil went from poking and scribbling over Patton's sides to spidering all over his tummy with both hands, immediately causing the dad character to burst into a fit of laughter. "Hahahahaha! This is reheheally fuhuhuhun!" Patton chuckled. Virgil swore his heart was going to burst. Sometimes Patton was just too precious. Virgil slowly began to move his wiggling fingers from Patton's tummy to his armpits. The melodious giggles that soon followed were no short of adorable. "Ehehehehehe! It's sohohohoho tickly!" Patton squeaked. "That's kind of the point, Patton. This would be really awkward if it wasn't." Virgil remarked. Patton didn't even respond to Virgil's comment as he was too lost in his giggles to say anything. "Hey! Earth to Patton! I'm talking to you!" Virgil teased as he started scribbling his fingers all over Patton's ribs, causing him to squeal and laugh with renewed strength. "Hahahahaha! Sohohohorry!" Patton replied.

"Had enough yet?" Virgil asked. "Nohohoho! Mohohore tickles, plehehease!" Patton answered. "Your wish is my command, Giggles." Virgil said. He had to admit this was fun for him too, not just Patton. It felt good to just goof off and be playful. Feeling the silliness really start to hit him, Virgil took a large breath and blew a raspberry right on Patton's neck. He certainly wasn't expecting the very loud cackles that soon followed. "GAHAHAHAHA! VIRGIHIHIL, PLEHEHEASE!" Patton bellowed. Not hearing a "stop", Virgil repeated the action. "OKAY, OKAHAHAY! I'M DOHOHOHOHONE!" Patton shrieked. Virgil immediately removed his lips from Patton's neck and stilled his fingers. "Did I go too far?" Virgil asked, worried he might've pushed him over the limit, but Patton shook his head "no".

"How do you feel?" Virgil asked. "I feel all loopy." Patton giggled, but his giggles turned into a yawn. "And sleepy." Patton confessed. "Ok then, Sleepyhead. Let's get you upstairs to bed." Virgil said as he tried to get up, but Patton clinged onto him. "Nooo." he whined. "What if I carry you?" Virgil offered. Patton nodded with a sleepy grin. Virgil cradled Patton and carried him bridal style upstairs to his room. He summoned both their onesies onto themselves and tucked Patton into bed, removing his glasses carefully. Virgil was about to walk out when he felt Patton grab his arm, causing him to turn around. "Stay?" Patton asked quietly, doing his best puppy-dog eyes which caused Virgil to sigh. "Ok. Just for tonight." Virgil whispered. He climbed into bed with Patton and the two of them cuddled as they soon fell fast asleep.

[~*~]

Kanene's notes: I AM SO SOOOOFT RIGHT NOW NO ONE LOOKS AT ME!! No, but, like, I am totlly WEAK for soft Moxiety and then you go and write such a lovely thing? Patton clearly having so much fun and being so open about it with Virgil being all teasy and caring too? My heart is meeeeelted I am telling ya! x33

#Lee!Patton #Ticklish!Patton #Kanene's submission #Ler!Virgil #Sanders Sides tickles #Sanders Sides tickling #Anne Onymous' fanfic #Anne Onymous is precious #Submission #OKAY BUT I REALLY LIKE THIS KIND OF SCENARIO <333 A bean being all giddy and giggly and then receiving tickles because of that?? #P r e c i o u s #You can pry them being cute from my dead cold hands x3 #Raspberries

[carryforthtradition]

Old/New Year’s Time Nosh

#Ann Onymous #Happy New Year #stew

[iangallaghersdaily]

Good morning Rita stranger, happy sunday!

... 10 years later:

Well happy Sunday to you too, Ann....onymous person who I've never talked to before, ever. (🥰)

Are you telling me that precious little bean and that tall, handsome loved up husband are in fact the same person?!? No that can't be right. Absolutely huge if true.

Unless....

The evidence is undeniable! It's been confirmed: precious bean and handsome husband are indeed the same person, and we all love him a normal amount 🧡🥰🧡🥰🧡🥰

#anna <3 #pink--and--white #answered

[mitskiacoustic]

hey rey i need help finding that anne onymous post (you rbed it right) (btw this is vi)

VI HI

just rbed it for u <3

#vi tag #asks

[oliviaischillin1204]

Lighten Up, Teach

[olivia's note: hey y'all! this is another fic by the incomparable anne onymous. anne i literally LOVED this fic and my stomach was swooping the entire time i read it sjdhfdjsk. thank you for always creating such good stuff!]

Roman was tired of Logan acting like an emotionless, uptight, boring robot. There was once a time when Logan knew how to have fun and even smiled, but now he was more serious and mature than any human needed to be. That man needed to learn how to have fun again, and Roman was going to teach him. Whether he liked it or not. He barged into Logan's room without knocking, causing the logical Side to glare at him. "Please remember to knock in the future, Roman." Logan scolded. "There's no time for formalities! This is an emergency!" Roman protested. "Emergency? What emergency?" Logan asked worriedly. "You, Logan! This ends now! You need help!" Roman yelled. "Help with what?" Logan asked, puzzled by what Roman meant and how it could be constituted as an emergency. "You barely smile, you never laugh, and you never do anything fun with us anymore!" Roman stated. "Your point?" Logan inquired. "It shall continue no longer! You're coming with me to my room!" Roman stated, grabbing Logan's wrist and attempting to drag him to his room. But Logan was stubborn. 

"Roman, I have too much important work to do! I don't have time for your bizarre shenanigans!" Logan protested, trying to pull himself out of Roman's grasp, but it was futile. Everyone knew Roman was the strongest Side and hard to defeat but Logan was just as determined as Roman. The two were now stuck in a bizarre and awkward game of Tug Of War. Roman refused to release Logan's wrist and Logan refused to leave his room. "You are not taking me to your room to participate in whatever silly antics you have planned." Logan said. "Fine. We'll do it here then." Roman compromised, tackling Logan to the floor. The two wrestled for a bit before Roman managed to overpower Logan, straddling his waist and pinning his wrists above his head. "And what exactly do you plan on doing with me, Roman?" Logan demanded. "I'm about to do something so ridiculous, so silly, so goofy, so immature, so nonsensical, that even scientists still question why humans are capable of this." Roman explained vaguely. "And that would be?" Logan questioned. "Tickling." Roman answered in a low whisper. 

"Don't. You. Dare." Logan growled. "I dare." Roman said before squeezing Logan's sides. Logan shut his mouth as tight as he could to avoid laughing. His fists were clenched and he couldn't stop wiggling, but he refused to give in. But when Roman found a sweet spot where his sides meet his tummy, the dam broke and out came the surprised belly laughter. "Nohohohoho! Dahahahamn it! Hahahahaha!" Logan chuckled. "Oh. My. Gosh! I forgot how cute your laugh was! You need to do it more often." Roman encouraged. "I refuhuhuhse! Hahahahaha!" Logan laughed. "Wow, for someone refusing to laugh, you sure are doing a lot if it." Roman teased. "Rohohoman, this is vehehehery immahahature! Hahahahaha!" Logan pointed out. "That's kind of the point, point-dexter." Roman said, moving his wiggling fingers to Logan's tummy. He certainly wasn't expecting the fit of childish giggles that followed. It was so adorable and cute, he almost stopped. 

"Rohohoman, nohohohoho!" Logan giggled. "Roman yes, you adorable little tickle-toy." Roman teased, making the logical Side blush. Logan was uncertain if he could keep up this facade for much longer. Despite the kicking, squirming, wiggling, struggling and protests, he was enjoying every single second of this. Laughing uncontrollably, letting go of his seriousness for once, just goofing off and playing around with his friend, he hasn't been this happy in a long time. Then again, it has been a long time since he was tickled and in all honesty, he missed it. Whenever a tickle fight broke out, he used to merely run, hide and protest before getting caught. But in recent years, he resorted to scoffing and walking away from the scene because he had an image to uphold even though he seceretly loved it. The laughter was great, and actually being tickled felt surprisingly loving. But he needed Roman to stop before–Too late. 

Roman stopped in his tracks and stared at Logan who was now frozen in fear and pale as a sheet. "Did you just snort?" he asked excitedly. Logan couldn't bring himself to answer, too embarrassed by that sound that just escaped him. But that didn't stop Roman from picking up right where he left off, tickling around Logan's bellybutton. "Nohohohoho! *snort* Not agahahahain! *snort* Rohohoman, plehehease!" Logan cackled. "That is so adorable!" Roman exclaimed. He's never heard Logan laugh like this before. Well, Logan laughing in general is uncommon enough, but Logan snorting while laughing? Unheard of. "Nohohoho *snort* it ihihihisn't! Ihihit's *snort* undignifihihihihied!" Logan protested. He hated when he snort-laughed. If Patton does it, it's cute. But that's Patton, he's always been adorable and silly. Logan was serious and dignified, he can't laugh like that. Well, he can, but he would rather not. Speaking of Patton...

An unexpected knock on the door interrupted their "game" and Roman stilled his fingers. "Come iiiiin!" Roman sang before Logan could ask the knocker to leave. Patton walked in, exciting Roman. Everyone knew he was pretty much the Mind Palace's tickle monster and loves a good tickle-fight. "Hey kiddos! Sorry to interrupt, but I just wanted to check and see what all that ruckus and kerfuffle was about." Patton explained. "Oh, we were just having some fun." Roman said. "Correction: HE was having fun. I however, am being held here against my will." Logan lied. "Oh please, you could've bucked me off and ran away at any time." Roman taunted, repeatedly poking Logan around the ribs. Logan let out a squeaky giggle before covering his mouth with both hands, the action soon followed by a squeal from Patton. "Awwww, Logan! You're participating in our tickle fights again?! That's great! Gosh, I remember how much you used to love being tickled." Patton cooed.

Logan attempted to retort but all that left his lips was a scrambled mess of strangled sounds. After about a minute, he finally managed to form a coherent sentence. "When have I ever implied that I enjoy this ridiculous activity?" Logan asked. "Padre, you're right! This whole time he never once said "stop"! I think someone is enjoying himself more than he'd like to admit." Roman teased. "FALSEHOOD!" Logan yelled loudly, causing the others to cover their ears. "Patton, will you please convince Roman to stop this nonsense?" Logan demanded. "Logan's right, Roman. You can't keep doing this." Patton said. To say that Roman was disappointed was an understatement. "Everyone knows that Logan's feet are his best spot." Patton added. Logan froze. All that tickling from Roman must've scrambled his thoughts. How could he forget that Patton couldn't resist any chance given to tickle someone? 

"Care to show me how it's done?" Roman asked. "I'd be delighted." Patton said, walking over to Logan who was now wiggling, squirming and bucking in a desperate attempt to escape. If it weren't for the fact his hands were free and could easily push Roman off, you'd think he genuinely didn't want this. Patton removed Logan's shoes and socks then put his ankles in a headlock. "Okay, Logan. Since I'm a nice person, I'll go easy on you if you ask me nicely." Patton offered. Logan was too smart to fall for that, he knew exactly what Patton meant. He wanted him to outright say the dreaded word. Not only that, but if he complied with Patton's wishes, he won't get the treatment he truly desires. "Patton, I suggest both you and Roman drop this ridiculous nonsense because I have too much important work to do and I cannot afford any more of this unwanted interruption." Logan said. "You had your chance, Lo. Don't say I didn't warn you." Patton replied before scribbling all ten fingers across Logan's sensitive soles.

Logan went absolutely ballistic with laughter. Bucking and shaking left to right with renewed strength, Roman was struggling to stay on top of him. "Wow, you sure are a pro, Pat." Roman complimented. "I'm just getting started. If you think this is bad, watch this." Patton advised. Roman managed to turn himself around without falling off Logan so he could watch what Patton was about to do. "Tickle tickle tickle, Logan! Cootchie cootchie coo, Logi-Bear! Who's got ticklish little footsies? I think somebody's got tickwish wittle toesies. Aren't you just the most ticklish little thing?" Patton cooed. Roman almost burst out laughing himself when he saw how red Logan's face turned at Patton's teasing. Logan wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. He wasn't sad or in pain or anything, but he wanted to cry. Patton's baby-talk teases were always too much for him even though at the same time he loved them more than any other tease. 

"Um, Patton? I think he needs a break or we'll break him." Roman warned, noticing Logan's eyes were tearing up. Patton looked where Roman was looking and immediately stopped. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry, Logan! Are you ok?" Patton asked. As Logan caught his breath, he knew he had to think of an appropriate response to help try to ease Patton's clear guilt. "I assure you, Patton, I am not in any pain nor am I experiencing any unpleasant emotions right now. Your concern is noted, but unnecessary as I am fine." Logan reassured. "No negative emotions at all?" Patton checked. "None." Logan assured. So you WERE having fun?" Roman inquired. "I-I did n-not say that, Roman." Logan stuttered. "But you said so yourself that you weren't feeling any unpleasant feelings. Meaning you were only feeling pleasant emotions the whole time." Roman pointed out. "Awww, I knew he still enjoyed this." Patton cooed. "Certainly does seem that way, Patton." Roman commented. "As a matter of fact, I think I recall a certain game, or more specifically, a certain rhyme that he just used to love." Patton teased. "You wouldn't." Logan said. "I would." Patton replied, grabbing Logan's big toe. 

"This little piggy went to market..." Patton started, wiggling and tickling the digit. "Pahahahatton, plehehease!" Logan protested. "This little piggy stayed home..." Patton continued. "Dohohon't, Pahahatton!" Logan begged. "This little piggy had roast beef..." Patton said before squealing when Logan snorted. "Hey, the snorts are back! He's being the little piggy!" Roman exclaimed. "Roman, will you shut up?!" Logan yelled. "Now, Logan, that wasn't very nice. I think someone needs to say sorry." Patton said, swiping a single finger up and down the arch of Logan's foot. "Nohohohoho! Hahahahaha! Okahahay, I'm sohohohorry, Rohohomahan!" Logan chuckled. "That's better. But now I've lost my place. Oh well, I guess I'm just gonna have to start all over again." Patton taunted. "Roast beef!" Logan cried out. "Logan, now is not the time to decide what's for dinner later." Roman teased. "Oh yeah, that's where I was. Thank you, Logan." Patton said. Logan blushed and Patton picked up where he left off. 

"This little piggy had none." Patton began again. Logan giggled nervously, knowing what's to come as the moral Side grabbed his pinky toe. "And this little piggy went wee wee wee all the way home!" Patton finished, showing Logan's sensitive sole no mercy as the logical Side screamed with boisterous laughter from the unbearably ticklish attack and even managed to knock Roman off in all his desperate twisting, wiggling, shaking and bucking. "GAHAHAHAHA!!! NAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!" Logan bellowed, unable to beg or plead through the intensity of his laughter. When Patton finally stopped after a few seconds (although to Logan it felt much longer than that), Logan curled into himself, trying to catch his breath and calm his residual giggles as the phantom tickles slowly faded away. "Here, this should help you, Harry Potter." Roman said, handing Logan a glass of water. As he drank it, he gave Roman a puzzled look. "Because of your glasses! Right?" Patton guessed, turning to Roman for confirmation. "That, and you're the boy who lived. Only instead of you-know-who, you survived a deadly attack from the tickle monster." Roman explained, causing Logan to roll his eyes as he put the now empty glass down. 

"Oh, that reminds me. We forgot about his other foot. Can't let it feel "left" out!" Patton joked. As Roman laughed at the pun, Logan leapt to his feet and made a run for it. "Get him!" Roman exclaimed. Both he and Patton ran down the halls, chasing after Logan until the creative Side had an idea. "Let's split up." Roman suggested. Patton nodded and the two went in different directions. As Patton started catching up to Logan from behind, the logical Side became too distracted with trying to outrun him to even notice Roman right in front of the stairs, ready to catch him. "Gotcha!" Roman proclaimed, grabbing Logan and putting him over his shoulders. "Roman, you put me down this instant!" Logan yelled as he was carried downstairs. "If you insist." Roman said, bringing Logan down to the floor and pinning him down by straddling his back, right below his ribcage, leaving him lying on his stomach. "Uh-oh. Looks like you're trapped again." Patton giggled, sitting himself down on Logan's calves and grabbing his foot. Logan couldn't deny he was feeling very vulnerable right now and there was no way out. He rested his head in his arms and sighed. 

"Just get it over with." Logan mumbled. "Get what over with? Could you please provide a little more clarity?" Roman teased. Logan was ashamed of the whimper that escaped his lips. Why was it so hard to do this? "Come on, Logan. You can do it. It's just one little word. Actually, it kinda sounds like two words. Tick all. Like, tick all that apply. Try imagining you're saying that." Patton advised. Logan felt himself relax more at the suggestion but he was still a little apprehensive. Roman could sense his discomfort and moved his hand towards Logan's and he instantly grabbed it and squeezed it for emotional support, bracing himself for what he was about to say. "Tickle me!" Logan blurted out. "I'd love to! Thanks for asking!" Patton exclaimed, scratching under Logan's toes. Logan didn't bother holding back his happy laughter and swore he heard Roman say "Good job." but wasn't entirely sure. Safe to say he wasn't going to get any work done this afternoon, but perhaps having fun with your family of friends was just as important.

The End.

#my posts #submission #tickling #tickle fic #tickle community #sanders sides tickling #anne onymous

[hrina]

idk all these ppl coming out of the woodworks with anne on is telling me ur wrong hehe

DO YOU PRONOUNCE IT AS ANNE-ONYMOUS???? NO. ITS UH-NONYMOUS. THEREFORE ANON, WHICH IS AN ABBREVIATION OF UH-NONYMOUS, IS PRONOUNCED AS UH-NON

#anon

[samoanteentherapist]

How to survive a heartbreak [girls edition]

My post last week, similar to this one, was purposely limited only to a boy’s perspective. I feel that sometimes it is easier for us to relate to the same gender when struggling emotionally. So this week’s post is dedicated to the heartbroken girls that have found solace in ice cream and Netflix. However, there will be a slight change to last week’s post. My previous post pertained only to a broken heart from a breakup. After a week full of interviews, I realized that people experience all kinds of heartbreak in numerous ways such as losing a loved one. This post will not be restricted to only heartbreaks from significant others. 

1. Sabrina

"For me I think I’ve only had one heartbreak, and it was when my dad passed away. I don’t know but a heartbreak to me is when you feel so low and you can’t do anything and you just want to give up. I guess understanding why things happened helped me move on a little. Of course I still felt pain and sadness but I had a positive mentality. That’s what I did, I convinced myself that there was more important things to do, more to life than just sitting in the house all sad and stuff. Another thing that helped me was my family. For a long time I was really quiet. I’m not an outspoken person if that makes sense, I don’t like expressing my feelings. At one point I thought things were getting better with myself, but it wasn’t. I was getting depressed. My mom noticed and she kind of forced me to open up to her which I’m glad happened because she understood and gave me a talk that helped me understand all the feelings I had. Also my siblings, just them being there and being supportive helped too. So I guess having a positive mentality and my family being supportive helped me deal with it and eventually get over it.” Usually, when suddenly faced with such a tragic event, it’s normal to start shutting people out. It gets difficult to open up about your feelings because you can’t even understand them yourself. For me, after losing a loved one, I didn’t know when and if I was able to smile or not. I would feel guilty after having a good time. I felt almost as if I wasn’t able to laugh anymore because I was supposed to be grieving. I told myself it wasn’t fair for me to be happy. Everyone goes through mixed emotions after the heartbreak of losing someone you hold dear to your heart. The worst thing you can do though, is keep it bottled up. Communication is necessary with traumatic events. I feel it’s best to talk to family because they understand exactly what you are going through. As you’re reading this and you feel as if this you right now, please find someone you love to talk about it, Don’t shut them out, they’re struggling too.

2. Grandma

“How do i deal with it? I’m a crybaby lol I can’t hold in all my tears because that would just make it worse so I have to cry to feel a little light. I also need music to deal with the phase, because with music it makes me feel at ease, and it blocks me from all of the crap that’s going around. How to get over it? If I have to be honest, I don’t think I’m over this heartbreak that I’m in right now, its hard, especially if you really love this person. But as i am in the process of getting over it, I’m trying to find my independent self, I want to have the mindset that "I" am all I got, because it’s true, at the end you are all you got. I kinda have to learn how to love myself before I start to love someone else because when I get broken again, I already got myself loving me.” Music and other materialistic things can give you some type of consolation, but it will only be temporary. Grandma said she was trying to find her independent self. Self love. Self love is so important before trying to love someone else. You can’t offer what you don’t have. In high school, we all want to find “true love”. However, love is not something you find in others, but it’s something from within that we give to others. Self love is something that so many of us teenagers lack and ends up ruining relationships. How we love ourselves is how we teach others to love us.

3. Grey

“You can’t force yourself to get over someone. Time to myself really is what helped. For me, not crying out to others but crying to the Lord is what really made me move on fully.” Psalms 73:26 says, “ My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” When men fail us, we can always turn to the Lord. We are all humans, we cannot expect our significant others to be perfect. We can with the Lord though. No matter what we go through in life we can always depend on Him. I know as Samoans we’ve all heard this before in church, but honestly, I truly believe that Jesus is the only one that can take your heart and make it anew. I feel that in a world filled with distractions, we tend to forget He is our rock to lean back on. 

4.  anne-onymous

“Well honestly I really do turn to God and family when I experience actual heartbreak. I don't go posting about it but I vent to God about whatever it is I am going through. I do not find comfort in telling my friends about it but I find immense relief when I pray about it and just talk about it to God. Seems unlikely to most of my friends that I do that but I actually do so yeah. “ Sometimes the only person we can talk to is the Lord. He is the only person we can tell all our problems to without feelings judged. Too many of us teenagers fall back on drugs and alcohol when things start to get rough, because it “takes the pain away”. After the effects wear off, you end up in a much worse condition than before. Psalms 147:3 says, “He heals the broken-hearted and bandages their wounds.” God is the only one that will be able to take the pain away and heal your heart. You may have heard it a thousand times in church, but actually try talking to Him. Get on your knees and surrender everything to Him. Trust when I say you will feel like a burden has lifted from your shoulders.

Due to the Corona virus I was not able to get as many interviews as I would’ve liked, but I still hope that you were able to find someone’s story that you were able to relate to. I would like to optimistically believe that after reading this you’re not going to binge on ice cream and Netflix, but try some of the suggested solutions. If you are currently going through a heartbreak, as I said in my last post, I hope that you may find peace in the Lord. Ezekiel 36:26 says, “I will give you a new heart and new mind..” Claim it and stay safe compas!

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Gratitude turns what we have into enough~

Ann Onymous

[val-victory]

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Steel, Ground, and Rock Types are immune to Sandstorm. You can put your Opponent at a Disadvantage if you build your whole Team around it.

Oh and take this

[Anne Onymous obtained Smooth Rock!]

If held It can extend the duration of a Sandstorm.

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