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oliviaischillin1204 · 8 months

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wake up call

Pairing: Romantic Analogince (Roman/Virgil/Logan)

Word Count: 1,476 Words

roman is lee in like 70% of the fics i have drafted rn. i just want to Wreck him

"Is he seriously still asleep?"

Virgil's voice came from the direction of Roman's bedroom door. He couldn't look at him to check, but he could imagine the fondly exasperated look on Virgil's face as he watched Roman 'sleep'. He was lying on his stomach, his face shoved into a pillow, and even with his eyes innocently closed he could tell how bright it was in his bedroom. He was supposed to get up hours ago, yet here he was.

"I've knocked on his door three times, and nothing," Logan added. He must've joined Virgil in Roman's doorway; Roman felt his heart flutter a bit at the idea that his partners were both watching him sleep.

It was silent for a few long seconds. Roman thought they might've left again, until Virgil spoke.

"Well, you know he needs the sleep," he said, voice strangely measured. "He was up late last night, and we had a lot of work to do yesterday... and plus you tickled him for like an hour before he fell asleep."

Roman inhaled so quickly he nearly choked. Oh. Oh, fuck.

"Ah, yes, I'd almost forgotten about that," Logan continued. "Only because we do it so frequently, it's practically routine to tickle Roman to sleep every night."

Oh, fuck both of them. Roman absolutely was going to make them pay for this stunt later-- if he could get through this without blowing his cover.

"Yeah, he's pretty loud when he gets tickled," Virgil said. "I was in the kitchen with Patton and we both heard it. Kinda... squeal-y, and shriek-y."

"Ah, that must have been when he said he could keep his arms up for five minutes straight. I told him we could stick to gentler tickles to help him wind down, but you know how he is."

They both laughed lowly, and Roman could feel his face getting hot. It's one thing for the two of them to talk about him like he's not even there-- it's even worse when he can't even try to fight back in some way without ruining his plan.

"What was that one thing he does? When he drops his arms almost all the way down again 'cause it tickles too much, but then he just sorta folds his elbows over his face, like he's trying to hide? It's pretty freaking funny."

"Especially since it blocks his vision and prevents him front anticipating the other hand moving toward his torso. We had a lot of fun with that last night-- I believe I found a new freckle, above his right hip, that seemed to be quite sensitive to spider tickles."

Virgil snorted. "Oh, yeah? I'll have to remember that for later... poor little Princey. He has no idea what he's in for as soon as he wakes up."

No, no, no teasing. The butterflies fluttering around his stomach were already bad enough.

"Roman..." Logan's voice was nearly a coo, and Roman fought the urge to shiver as he suddenly realized his partner must be standing right by his bed. "I do hope you're not pretending to be asleep when we've asked you so politely to get up."

He felt the logical side move to sit gingerly on the edge of the bed. He considered throwing in a fake snore, but decided that would be too much.

Especially when, all of sudden, he felt Logan's hand running through his hair. And then he felt Logan's nails running through his hair.

It took every single thing in Roman not to squirm then and there and ruin the whole game.

"We miss you," Logan said softly, and really that wasn't even fair, because if they're planning what Roman knows they're planning, then he was purposefully trying to be romantic and gentle in that way that made Roman's heart flutter in his chest. Stupid smart boyfriends and their stupid observation skills.

Another dip on his other side told him Virgil had joined him on the bed; he forced himself to stay still when he felt a warm hand rub up and down his back. "We have literally nothing to do today. Give it up to Janus on finally booking in that self-care day. And if we do end up doing any work, then everyone is gonna get to see the genius ideas you came up with yesterday. You did good, Princey."

Bastards, bastards, bastards. Roman's tummy would be full of butterflies just from the compliments and validation alone. Pairing it with the gentlest of tickles was overkill.

He could just give in. Roll over, get good morning kisses from his two favorite people in the whole world, and return the love they've showered onto him tenfold. But no one ever accused Roman of giving up from a fight, so his eyes stayed closed and his breathing stayed measured.

At least, until Virgil suddenly curved his fingers so his nails were the ones running up and down Roman's back. He kept his hand right along the spine, which wasn't so bad for Roman, but with every motion he let his fingers creep closer, closer, closer to the backs of Roman's ribs. Those horrible, wonderful tickle spots that Roman was utterly incapable of ignoring. He felt himself begin to tremble, and he wondered if Virgil could feel it, too.

Logan hummed, and suddenly his hand had moved, too, to gently brush and wiggle against Roman's ear. He softly scratched below the lobe, where Roman's ear met his jawline.

It took everything in Roman not to smile, not to scrunch his neck up, not to laugh. He ached to laugh, to wiggle and kick his legs and squirm away from his lovers' hands... and maybe even to be held so tightly, wrapped up in someone's arms, while the other let their hands trail all over his body in retaliation for sleeping late. Or each of his partners could grab one wrist, keeping him so vulnerable between them as they take turns inspecting each one of his tickle spots. Maybe-

"Alright, enough of this," Virgil said, before shoving both arms under Roman's chest and flipping him over onto his back like a pancake. "Time to wake up."

Roman had approximately 0.1 seconds to take a deep breath before both Logan and Virgil dived in with reckless abandon. Gone were the gentle, soft, nearly soothing tickles they'd began with; now Logan was leaning over to dig his thumbs into Roman's underarms while Virgil vibrated his hands all over Roman's soft stomach.

Immediately Roman screamed, eyes shooting open and limbs desperately trying to coordinate some way to defend himself, but his barely-awake brain coupled with the devious double attack left him beyond delirious and without any way to save himself. Virgil leaned down, letting his own morning stubble graze Roman's side while he massaged his tummy, and Logan dropped himself down to murmurs soft coos into Roman's ear that he couldn't even comprehend over how much his warm breath set his ear and neck alight with tingles.

"Nahaha- wahaha- wait!" he gasped. The tickles slowed, but his partners didn't pull away.

"Wakey wakey," Virgil purred, leaning down to leave slow, soft kisses against Roman's midsection. Roman's legs kicked weakly.

"Not fair," he whined. His ear seemed to vibrate with the sound of Logan's low laughter, before he, too, was peppering the spot with gentle kisses. Roman snorted; he couldn't decide which way to move his head (towards the kisses or away from the tickles?). Luckily, Logan made the decision for him, pressing his mouth even closer to Roman's ear so he couldn't scrunch his neck.

"It's time to get up, darling."

Each syllable sent breath against Roman's ear and shivers run up and down his spine. It was horrible, absolutely horrible- Roman could do nothing but squeal and buck against the bed, where Virgil's own kisses and wandering hands were still attacking his tummy.

"Plehehease..." he begged. His smile nearly ached, but he couldn't feel anything other than the soft warmth that came from being adored by his partners. Blissfully, his partners seemed to listen: Logan pecked his kisses down until he was merely kissing Roman's shoulder through his shirt, and Virgil folded his hands and rested his chin on them as he smirked up at his bedraggled boyfriend.

"That was," Roman continued through catching his breath, "utterly uncalled for."

"We warned you, dude," Virgil shot back. "You could've gotten up at any time."

"I was asleep!"

Virgil snorted. "Uh huh."

"I was!"

"Whatever you say, dear," Logan murmured. Roman opened his mouth to continue arguing, but suddenly Logan was once again running his nails through Roman's hair, and any word of complaint disappeared as he moaned.

Virgil propped himself up further, and even in his blissed-out state Roman could make out the softness in his gaze.

"You know what? I think you should sleep in every day."

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just-your-average-author · 1 month

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A Sleeping Dragon

“This movie is completely unrealistic!” spoke out Logan, completely and utterly exasperated during Wreck it Ralph. Family movie nights never went according to plan. “There is no possible way video game characters could interact in that way and frankly, the way the inner workings of electrical units are portrayed is ridiculous.”

Roman sighed. He looked down at Virgil who was laying into him fast asleep. “Logan, it’s just a movie. It's a silly movie. It isn’t meant to be realistic.”

Patton giggled. “Yeah, Lo! It’s just a movie.”

Logan huffed. “I don’t see how someone could enjoy a film when it is so blatantly ridiculous.” Roman rolled his eyes, while Patton just giggled again. “It should have at least some aspect of a realistic component to it.”

”Just watch the movie, Specs,” huffed Roman in annoyance.

Virgil, who was curled up napping in between Roman and Patton with his head in Roman’s lap, stirred. He grunted, very annoyed. “Who woke me up?”

All three sides froze. You did not want to be the person who woke Virgil up. He didn’t sleep much, so when he did, he expected to not be disturbed.

“Well? I’m waiting,” demanded Virgil, now sitting up straight. He looked around in question, arms crossed.

Roman blurted out, pointing an accusatory finger toward the logical trait in the recliner. “Logan was complaining about the movie!”

Logan glared at Roman in indignation. “Oh, I’m sorry. Am I not allowed to speak during the whole movie?” he inquired angrily. He turned to Virgil. “Besides, I would have dropped it if Roman would have just nodded and agreed with me. But no, he had to argue,” he added scowling.

Virgil hid his smirk and instead raised an eyebrow. “Oh, is that so?” In reality, he never actually got mad when he was woken up. He just liked messing with the others (especially Roman) however he could. Virgil figured he could have some fun with this.

”O-oh, well-” stuttered Roman.

“I thought I heard something other than Logan’s voice! I heard someone else who was frankly quite louder than Logan!” interjected Virgil looking up at Roman. Roman paled.

“Ah well, I was just defending the movie that’s all,” he replied, trying to hide his fear and failing miserably. “Simply making conversation.”

Virgil smothered a grin. He loved making Roman nervous. “Well, Roman, we all know you’re a lot louder than Logan; it was probably you who woke me up.”

“Now that’s not always-“

Roman was cut off by his yelp, feeling a poke at his ribs. “No interrupting!” scolded Virgil, this time forgetting to mask the grin and the obvious enjoyment he was getting out of this.

Roman blanched as Virgil’s intentions were made clear. “Virge, I’m sorry! Honest! You can go back to sleep, and we’ll all be quiet okay?” He glanced around to see if any of the other Sides would lend a hand. Logan was pretending to be fascinated by the movie suddenly and Patton was also suddenly too ‘preoccupied‘ to notice. He began to grow very nervous as Virgil crept up closer to him.

“Well, I’m already awake now thanks to you-“ he poked Roman’s side again who squeaked at the touch. Virgil‘s evil smile took up his whole face. “I’m very upset, Roman. My sleep was disturbed.” Roman began whining and backed into the arm of the sofa as Virgil continued to get closer. Patton and Logan finally turned their attention to the two traits in the middle of a standoff.

“Don’t hurt him, Virgil!” pleaded Patton.

“I appreciate your concern, but don’t worry Pat. I won’t hurt him. Physically anyway. His pride might be a little bruised.” Virgil smirked again. Roman continued to plead with the darker side despite knowing full well that nothing would stop what was about to happen.

“Come on, Virgil, please! I promise it won’t happen again! I- EEP!“ A pinch to his side.

“Too late, Princey. In all your years of being a prince, has no one told you the most important rule?“

Virgil paused as if trying to build up even more anticipation. He leaned in so close, that Roman could feel the anxious Side’s breath against his neck.

“Don’t wake a sleeping dragon.”

With that, he pounced on Roman and scribbled all over his torso immediately causing the Prince to break into frantic cackles. He mercilessly tickled all over and despite Roman’s defenses, Virgil was just too fast. Every place he tried to guard, the anxious side would just tickle somewhere else. Roman was hysterically laughing and resorted to calling for help from the others.

“HEEHEHEHELLLPPP!!” He cried through his desperate laughter.

“You shouldn’t require our assistance. You should be able to fight him off yourself. If I’m not mistaken, you supposedly have beaten this so-called ‘Dragon Witch’ which, judging by the name, would seem much more dangerous than the tickle monster,” replied Logan, a teasing smile encompassing his features.

”Oh I’m not sure about that Logan,” joked Virgil. “The tickle monster is pretty vicious.”

Poor Roman turned a bright red. “Stahahahahahahap teheheheasheheing!!”

“Aww Lo, look he’s blushing really hard,” Patton gushed.

Roman just blushed harder at that, the teasing was killing him. He was laughing himself hoarse while Virgil just snickered with no signs of stopping anytime soon. After what seemed like hours, Virgil noticed Roman’s laugh becoming more breathy.

“Well, Princey,” Virgil began. Roman was beside himself laughing, as Virgil’s hands were shoved in his armpits “I think you might have learned your lesson.” Roman nodded frantically. “Okay, okay. I’ll stop on one condition. You say, ‘Virgil, you are the best side in the entire world and I would be nothing without you, and I promise to never disrupt your sleep ever again.’ Can you say that?” Roman squeaked as a response. Virgil chuckled knowing Roman couldn’t possibly; he was laughing way too hard.

“VIRHIHIGLLE YOHOHOHO ARHAHAA AHHHHH!”

“Yes? I am what?”

“BEHEHEHEEHEST SIHIHIHIHDE- OHOHOHO MYHHYHY GOHOHOSH!”

Virgil laughed. “And?”

“IHIHIHI CAHAHAHANT REMEHEHEMBER!!” Roman cried in desperation. Virgil started to feel a little bad.

“Alright close enough.” He finally stopped and poor Princey fell limp, giggling and wheezing for air. Virgil smiled down at him. “Sorry dude. May have gone slightly overboard,” he apologized.

“Hahaha, my stohohomahahach, ohoho mahan.”

Virgil helped him sit up and got him settled. Roman was exhausted, so Virgil let him lay in his lap. “There you go, Sir Sing-a-lot,” Roman mumbled a thank you. The roles were reversed as Roman laid napping on Virgil and the rest of the bunch were threatened to stay quiet by Virgil, lest they get the same treatment Roman did. They all watched the movie in silence.

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caffeinecoffeesnek · 2 years

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You don’t mind?

Janus is craving touch an affection, but above all he craved tickles. But he knows full well he’ll never get any of it because he knows none of the other sides like him at all, so he makes the choice to stay quiet about it. But with careful eye, one side catches on to it an eventually alerts the rest of them to the touch-starved snake who slipped right under their nose with what he truely wanted.

Tickle fic!

(Includes: touch-starved snek, ler everyone, Possibly DRLAMP??, A bit of angst then fluff, tickles, Swearing! And it’s very long!)

Touch. Oh how deeply Janus craved it, the warmth of another side as he cuddled them, their warm gentle hand holding his hand or his cheek or stroking his hair, god it made him melt inside, but the one thing he craved more was being tickled. He hadn’t been tickled in years an almost forgot what it felt like, all he remembered was the enjoyment of the strange tingling feeling as fingers danced or skittered across him, or the beautiful feeling of the tased ripple feeling of raspberries on his skin or even just the very light touches on his scales made him all wriggly.

But he’s imagining an fuzzy melty feeling quickly vanished when he remembered the current moment he was in. In his room, on his bed, laying under the sheets as his alarm went off for the start of the day, Janus groaned an turned his alarm off, rubbing his eyes as he sat upright while the terrible feeling of his stomach clawing at his insides returned to torture him. He sighed an got up, grabbing his hat off the bed pole an walking tiredly to his closet.

After getting dressed in his normal outfit he slipped his gloves on an listened to see if he could hear anyone awake. When he heard nothing he walked out of his room an closed the door behind him, while he walked his stomach clawing at his inside grew worse as he walked passed everyone else’s doors in the hall, just wanting to go in an snuggle into their bed an up to the side while they slept. Janus got downstairs and began making a tea, he really wasn’t too hungry for food but it helped him a little bit so he just got some of Pattons cookies out of the jar an nibbled on one as he waited for the kettle to finish boiling. He could taste all the love Patton put into his cookies an as much as it helped a bit it also made things worse since he wanted- no, needed that same love from someone, literally anyone. But the reality came back to bite him when he remembered that everyone disliked him with every fibre in their being an how much he’d fucked up with everyone an hurt them. So it lead Janus to believe that he just was undeserving of anyone’s time, love an affection. He acted like it didn’t bother him but inside it really destroyed him.

He’d pushed Virgil away an made him leave. He’d pretend to be Logan twice an made him feel un-listened to everyone. He’d pretended to be Patton and fucked with his emotions an feelings which now led him to being insecure. He’d messed with Roman and then made him also insecure an if that wasn’t enough he’d compared him to the side he feared most to become an actually called him evil. An now he’d left Remus on his own when he promised he wouldn’t leave him. Fuck was their anything he didn’t do wrong?

Janus let out a shaky sigh as his heart sank further at the memories an thoughts of it, tears faintly starting to well up an blur his vision as he grabbed the kettle an poured the boiling water in his cup an bounced his tea bag around in the water. He picked his cup up an sipped it, not even noticing or caring that he wasn’t holding it by the handle, no matter how much it burned. Just then, he heard someone coming downstairs, he had gotten so used to the daily routines that he could detect which side it was from many different ways an sounds, the footsteps were normal paced, a bit heavy, but quite in check with the timing as they walked down the stairs an to the kitchen. “Logan.” Janus greeted with his every day voice all while without looking up from his cup. “Janus.” Logan greeted back as he began making his normal black coffee.

Janus glanced over and watched Logan made his coffee, god he could so easily ask for cuddles or tickles right now and be free of his cravings- but Logan wasn’t touchy feely and probably wouldn’t do something so childish so he kept his mouth shut about it. Around an hour an half later Patton came downstairs to start on breakfast for everyone as per normal. “morning kiddo’s.” Patton spoke cheerfully. “Good morning Patton.” Logan replied while I just gave a nod as I finished my tea and placed it in the sink. Everyone was starting to come downstairs an wake so this was normally the time I go back upstairs an back into my room, occasionally I’ll stay downstairs for a while longer but very rarely now days. I walked back up the stairs an into my bedroom an closing the door, Damn it! I had the perfect opportunity! I could have told them everything, or even just Patton- would they have cared though? No of course not that’s stupid

I sighed softly and sat at my desk as my stomach clawed at its walls, begging for touch or love or just- something!? But I knew I wasn’t ever going to get it even though I didn’t know how how longer I could keep this up. I tapped my fingers on the table as I thought, not realising that hours had gone past until there was a knock at my door and a familiar voice “Kiddo, Lunch is ready!” I heard Patton call out, I sighed an stood up as I heard the playful sound of footsteps leave. I suppose I can try sit down with everyone- even if that may cause some trouble.

As I walked downstairs I saw everyone else was already sitting at the table as Patton brought lunch over, I took a quiet breath an walked over with my normal look an took a seat closest to the end of the table. I was sat next to Logan which I suppose gave me some sort of Relief but that was quickly followed by uneasiness when I noticed Virgil sitting across from me, I avoided eye contact with him an started eating lunch after I thanked Patton who smiled an sat down, his arm brushing against me as he went by, even through the clothes I could feel the warmth of his touch an it make me jolt, but only slightly.

What I hadn’t noticed was the side directly across from me had noticed my jolt after seeing Patton brush against me and even that caused him to become suspicious and after lunch when I was about to retreat back upstairs, someone grabbed my wrist. I looked up to see Virgil eyeing me off, my wrist burned with warmth from where Virgil gripped my wrist but I could tell something was up “alright, what have I done now?” I asked bluntly, mostly expecting Virgil to go off on me again or something. What caught me off guard completely was when he asked “is- everything okay?”

I stood there for some time, had Virgil just asked me that? Was he just faking his concern? Was he actually worried? I snapped out of my thoughts as Virgil cleared his throat “yes- ‘I’m fine’” I lied, but I could tell Virgil didn’t believe that for one moment “I know when you lie. What’s going on” he quietly snapped. I was a bit taken back by this but I sighed, choosing to play along “oh I don’t know, maybe the fact that your grabbing my wrist and snapping at me? I don’t need your pity or you pretending you care because Patton told you to check on me.” I hissed back but quietly as to not draw more attention.

I yanked my wrist free an kept walking but felt someone’s arms around me in seconds, god it burned but it felt so nice, I looked again an paused when it was Virgil. “W-what are you-“ I went to ask but I was quickly shushed, an not even 10 seconds later I felt a hand stroking my hair. I couldn’t even comprehend what was going on but at this point I didn’t care, I leaned into him an rested my head on his chest as he slowly lowered us to the ground, still stroking my hair so ever gently.

I didn’t notice the others coming around (Patton especially) but I didn’t care at the moment, someone was touching me- I couldn’t believe it, I felt like water to the dying. “Storm cloud, what are you doing with Mr.Lies-?” I heard Roman ask which snapped me out of my trance. “He needs touch. I saw it at lunch when Patton brushed against him, your touch starved aren’t you” I felt him look at me, along with the rest of them. I was quiet for a while, still not trusting this but I nodded softly. “Oh kiddo.. why didn’t you tell us?” “Because.. I didn’t deserve it- not after everything I’ve done to all of you..”

There was silence for a minute and I thought I’d screwed up again, I got ready to make a dash when I felt another pair of arms around me, then two, then three then- 4? I opened my eyes an my eyes had to be deceiving me, everyone was hugging me- even Remus- I didn’t know what to say, but the burning grew and I felt so much better so I just snuggled into the touch. After a while they pulled away but Virgil stayed holding me “Janus, all you did is in the past now, you must let this go” Logan spoke “and your always preaching self care snakie-“ Remus said but stopped as he got an idea, the rest of them getting the same and I was confused until I was pinned down.

I watched as Patton and Logan pinned my arms, Virgil sitting on my waist and The twins sitting on both of my legs. At this point I realised what was going on and started blushing as I felt my lee mood start to rise once again. “Poor jannie, who’s been so busy with everyone else that he didn’t look after himself” Patton teased as I felt him undo the buttons on my shirt. “Such a Shame and then lying about it too us! That just won’t do!” Roman sprung as I felt him and Remus taking off my shoes and socks, “n-now now, l-let’s not be to hasty” I stammered out.

“Naw, is someone nervous? Don’t be, we’re all just gonna get our sweet revenge” Virgil grinned as he placed his hands on my now bare stomach, making me blush more but I couldn’t help but smile nervously. “N-not nervou-OUSHSHSHS!” I shouted and laughed as Virgil started rapidly squeezing my sides, I squealed an arched my back a bit as Logan and Patton dug into my pits, letting out hissed laugher as my tongue came out. I was honestly glad they were holding me down because I would have been bucking like a bull.

I almost screamed as Remus and Roman started tickling my soles, Roman especially getting at my toes. “Awww, look how much he’s enjoying it” Patton teased as Virgil let up, a signal for the others as well as they all let up, I laid their giggling for a bit before getting my breath back “so, you think you can handle more?” Virgil questioned with a teasing tone. I blushed and tried to hide in my shoulder. “I believe we need an answer Janus” I heard Logan speak as he tweaked my ribs which caused me to giggle and try to wriggle away, I blushed heavily as I mumbled “..again..”

“Sorry snakie we didn’t hear you~!” Remus called as I felt a cold liquid on my feet, oil. I whined but sighed “a-again! Please-!” I managed to blurt out which made the others grin (even Logan) “oh we’d be happy to give you more~ but we’re gonna be here a while~” Virgil spoke as he started skittering his fingers over my stomach as his other hand squeezed my hips. I jolted an laughed, squeezing my eyes shut as I just accepted my fate.

But I have to say, it’s a fate I’d accept any day and now I can come to any of them whenever I need.

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trashyswitch · 2 years

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Day 24: Candy/Potions

Logan and the sides are surprising Pumpkin with lots of candy for Halloween. Then, they all find out something incredible about Pumpkin:

Part 4 of The Adorable Slimy Stranger Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

Logan walked out to the living room and smiled eagerly. It was getting close to Halloween, and there were two reasons to celebrate this. 1: because Pumpkin LOVES halloween…and 2: because it was almost the year anniversary of bringing Pumpkin into their home! And that was definitely worth celebrating!

Logan had gotten a bag of goodies ready for Pumpkin. He had bought all the goodies at a nearby dollar store so the goodies were nice and cheap to buy in bulk. Logan then spent 10-20 minutes removing every wrapper from the chocolate and candy, before dumping them into the bag.

Logan brought out the bag and looked around at the other sides who were watching and hoping to get Pumpkin’s reaction.

“Hey Pumpa! What’s that?” Patton asked in his high-pitched baby voice, pointing to Logan.

“Hello Pumpkin. I brought you something.” Logan told him.

Pumpkin gurgled and started bouncing around like a big orange bouncy ball. Virgil couldn’t help but chuckle at Pumpkin’s excited reaction already.

Logan tipped the bag upside down and watched as the candy and chocolate spilled out of the bag and onto the floor in front of Pumpkin in a large pile.

Pumpkin’s mouth was WIDE. She couldn’t believe how much candy they were giving her! Pumpkin squealed and picked up as much of the candy as she could, before hugging the chocolate and candy tightly.

All 4 of the sides laughed at her reaction. It was really cute to see her so happy.

But then…Pumpkin looked up at Logan and slid up to him. She looked at her candy in her hand, and offered Logan a twizzler™. Logan smiled as he took the twizzler. “Thank you, Pumpkin.” Logan replied. Pumpkin gave him the puppy eyes as she smiled with pure, unconditional love.

Then, Pumpkin slowly slid up to Patton, and handed Patton 6 connected pieces of a milk chocolate Hershey™ bar. Patton gasped and happily took it. “Thank you!” Patton replied. Pumpkin stared at Patton with loving eyes, as if Patton was his little baby.

Then, Pumpkin slid up to Virgil and gave Virgil a total of 10 gummy spiders. Virgil giggled. “Aww…you know me really well. Thank you.” Virgil replied. Pumpkin smiled at him with starry eyes for a long 10 seconds.

And lastly, Pumpkin slid up to Roman and looked in his pile of candy. He decided to give Roman a Nerds™ rope. Roman giggled. “Awww, thank you!” Roman replied. Pumpkin looked at Roman with pure love and care in her eyes.

Pumpkin turned around and looked around. He started gurgling questions, and looked to the other sides.

Patton tilted his head. “What’s wrong?” Patton asked.

Pumpkin walked up to the yellow fluffy blanket and chomped on it. She pulled it off the couch and looked at Patton. Looking at the yellow blanket told the sides everything they needed to know.

Patton sighed. “I don’t know where Janus is.” Patton admitted.

Pumpkin picked up a plastic container filled with candy garbage. Pumpkin looked towards Roman and gave him sad eyes.

Roman looked down. “Oh…You want to give Remus his favorite candy…” Roman muttered.

Pumpkin nodded and looked down at the purple plastic trash can. He dropped the trash can, showing pure sadness.

Roman grabbed out his phone. “I’m gonna text Remus to come up.” Roman told them.

Virgil nodded. “I think that’s a good idea.”

“And I’m gonna text Janus.” Patton told them.

“Okay.” Logan replied. “I think Janus really likes…sour keys.” Logan told Pumpkin. He picked up the sour keys and showed Pumpkin the sour keys. “These things.” Logan told her.

Pumpkin nodded and started collecting the sour keys from her pile of candy and chocolate. She also picked up another purple plastic garbage can from the pile.

Roman growled and closed his phone. “He’s such a pain…” Roman reacted. “Remus doesn’t want to come up.”

Patton sighed. “Janus isn’t coming up. He’s too busy…” Patton told them.

Roman frowned and looked at Pumpkin. He softened his frown. “I’m sorry, Pumpkin. Remus isn’t coming.” Roman told her.

“Janus isn’t coming either.” Patton told her.

Pumpkin looked up at them for a few moments. Then, he started to whimper and close his eyes as little black tears started falling down his face.

Patton widened his eyes and covered up his mouth.

Oh my gosh- Was Pumpkin crying?!

Roman bit his lip as he tried his hardest not to cry along with her.

Logan was staring at Pumpkin, unsure how to properly react.

And Virgil had quickly taken a picture of Pumpkin and sent Remus and Janus the picture.

[LOOK WHAT YOU FUCKING DID TO PUMPKIN!] Virgil texted to Remus and Janus.

Pumpkin sniffled and whimpered as he covered his black eyes with his little hand nubs. Almost immediately, Pumpkin slid up to Logan and started crying with her face shoved into Logan’s middle. Only, Pumpkin just barely reached Logan’s stomach…

Logan looked at Patton, unsure what to do. He looked so confused…yet, so conflicted. He awkwardly tried petting Pumpkin for a bit. But Pumpkin only shoved his face further into Logan’s stomach.

Logan widened his eyes as his voice wobbled somewhat. He knew Pumpkin was not meaning to cause this…but Pumpkin’s face-snuggling was tickling his belly.

Patton looked up at the nerd the moment he heard Logan’s voice wobble. What- Was Logan laughing?!

Logan was tense and nervously staring at Pumpkin. He didn’t want to laugh. He knew that now would be the worst time to laugh.

But…Pumpkin’s supposed to be a tickle monster…and Pumpkin’s face…

Virgil walked up to Pumpkin from behind and gave Pumpkin’s side a poke. Almost on command, Pumpkin jumped and raised her head out from Logan’s belly. She stared off into space with shock on her face as she comprehended what happened.

Logan looked up at Virgil with a slight frown. “Virgil…” He said, both calm, yet annoyed.

“What? I wanted to try something.” Virgil admitted.

Logan looked down at Pumpkin, and noticed she was turned around to look at Virgil. Pumpkin stared at Virgil’s hand…before looking down at her own side.

Then….Pumpkin started gurgling and reaching her nubs out for Virgil’s hand. Virgil gave Pumpkin his hand and let Pumpkin maneuver it. Eager to try something, Pumpkin moved the hand into a fist, and pushed out the index finger. With that in place, Pumpkin placed the index finger onto his own side. But…it didn’t work. Not like it did before.

Virgil tilted his head. “Are you trying…to see if you’re ticklish?” Virgil asked.

Pumpkin looked up at Virgil and nodded with a look of curiosity and surprise.

Virgil nodded and took a moment to first wipe the black tears off Pumpkin’s face. “But first…” Virgil cupped Pumpkin’s cheek. “Do you still want to cry?” Virgil asked. “Or are you ready to laugh?”

Patton looked at Virgil, then over to Pumpkin.

Pumpkin closed her eyes and leaned into the hand for a few moments…she let herself sit there, being comforted by anxiety of all people. But…Virgil had a really empathetic way of understanding her. It…seemed to help her a lot.

Then, Pumpkin opened her eyes and nodded with a smile. This was her symbol to tell him she was ready to laugh. Virgil nodded and readied his fingers. Pumpkin raised up her little nubby hands, giving Virgil the go ahead.

Virgil started poking Pumpkin’s sides and armpits first, just to get a general understanding of where Pumpkin was ticklish. But her reaction was immediate: She squealed and widened her eyes along with her smile.

Virgil moved on to actually tickling. He started by skittering his fingers on Pumpkin’s belly region, before moving over to the sides, and then moving up to the underarms. Pumpkin closed her eyes and started doing these gurgly, giggly sounds. They sounded like regular gurgles, yet mixed with really high-pitched laughter.

Logan silently gasped and slowly pulled out his phone. He NEEDED to get a video of this!

Why? Because science, obviously!

Roman was giggling as he watched. Virgil was visibly beaming with happiness from simply seeing Pumpkin smile. But to hear some sort of laugh leave her mouth, was HUGE! Pumpkin had been spending so much time tickling others and making others happy…that everyone, even Pumpkin herself, forgot to see if she was ticklish and loved being happy too!

How could they have forgotten to look for such a crucial detail?!

Virgil stopped tickling for a moment. Even though it had only been 2-5 minute, Pumpkin was already a little collection of giggles and gurgles.

Virgil picked up Pumpkin and placed Pumpkin into his own lap. He wrapped both arms around Pumpkin, and started skittering his fingers on both of Pumpkin’s sides.

Pumpkin widened her eyes and squealed super loudly! All 4 of the sides yelled and cheered in reaction. It was the loudest they had ever heard her!

Pumpkin quickly fell into a fit of giggly gurgles as she wiggled and jiggled around in Virgil’s surprisingly tight grip. But the tightness of his grip didn’t really matter too much, thanks to Pumpkin’s density. So Virgil could literally squish him down, and Pumpkin would probably be completely fine.

How do we know this?

Well…Let’s just say that Pumpkin has had to be rescued from Remus’s homemade crushing machines…More than once…

Virgil decided that now would be a good time to try something new. Virgil stopped tickling before picking up Pumpkin and turning her around so her little black eyes were facing Virgil’s eyes. Then, Virgil took in a deep breath, and blew a wet raspberry all over Pumpkin’s belly.

Pumpkin SCREAMED and gurgle-giggled almost hysterically! It was incredible! Pumpkin was also wiggling around, and throwing his nubbies all over the place. And the best part? Pumpkin’s body was jiggling from the raspberry’s vibrations! That made things even MORE hilarious!

Virgil removed his face from Pumpkin’s belly and gave Pumpkin a dorky grin. With his face free, Virgil took in another deep breath and shoved his face into Pumpkin’s belly again. He blew another wet, wild, and humongous raspberry all over Pumpkin’s belly.

Pumpkin squealed and giggled hysterically! He was just a wiggly, floppy, wild mess of gurgles and squeals and giggles.

Virgil removed his face from Pumpkin’s stomach again. “Anyone else want to give Pumpkin a raspberry?” Virgil asked.

“ME! ME! ME! ME! ME!” Patton declared excitedly.

Virgil handed Pumpkin over to Patton, and watched as Patton took Pumpkin under the arms. He got a firm hold on Pumpkin’s sides, and took in a deep breath. With his lungs filled, Patton placed his face down on Pumpkin’s rough-outline-of-a-neck, and blew.

PPPPFFFFBBBFBFBFBFTTTHHGHKTUGTHJ-

Pumpkin SQUEALED like her life depended on it! She threw her arms up in the air, and squeezed her eyes shut as she laughed and giggled all freely with glee.

Patton removed his face from Pumpkin’s neck so he could giggle too. And when Pumpkin was ready, Patton took in another breath and blew another big raspberry on the other side of her neck.

Pumpkin covered her mouth and squealed like the little toddler she is. It was SO TICKLISH! And she loved every second of it!

Patton removed his face from Pumpkin’s neck so he could also laugh himself silly. Then, Patton lifted up Pumpkin and turned him around so Pumpkin was facing the others:

“Alright. Who wants to tickle Pumpkin next?”

#tickletober 2022 #day 24 #candy/potions #fluff #adorable #999's name is pumpkin #ticklefic #ler!virgil #ler!patton #lee!pumpkin

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fluffomatic · 1 year

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I have 2 commissions I've got to get done, but I haven't drawn in a loooong time, so I decided to whip up a quick practice pic to get me back into it. Plus, I've been dying to draw some Lee Virgil after rewatching Sanders Sides. I'm embarrassed to admit how much I love Prinxiety 😅 Just love these two's relationship with each other! Roman would absolutely love how ticklish Virgil is. Are you kidding?? His emo nightmare all giggly and smiley????? Freaking adorable! Oh my gosh, and I love how everyone in the tickle community and into sanders sides all collectively agreed that Virgils worst spot is his belly. Not that I'm complaining! It's my fav spot~

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

Edit: forgot Virgil’s stitches whoops!

#my art #my artwork #tickling #tickle art #tickle #tickles #my art stuff #lee!virgil #ticklish!virgil #ler!roman #platonic tickles #romantic tickles #however you wanna see it :)#sfw tickles

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why-not-a-tickle-blog · 1 year

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Virgil’s Voice

Roman walked into the living room, gently leading a blushing Virgil. Virgil was dressed in a loose tank top and shorts, with a ribbon loosely binding his wrists together and a soft headband covering his eyes.

“Greetings, book nerd and Padre, I have an announcement to make,” Roman said proudly, looping an arm around Virgil’s waist. “This darling ticklish emo would very much enjoy a thorough tickling, with several conditions.”

Patton leaned forward, curious, and Logan raised his eyebrows.

Roman grinned. “He has a few requests for the type of tickles we provide, but the most important is that he would rather not need to talk. As such, I will be his voice. We have discussed this all very thoroughly beforehand, right Virgil?”

Virgil nodded, biting his lip nervously.

Roman guided Virgil with the arm around his waist into the center of the room, and taking the ribbon gently, raised his arms above his head.

“If you two would enjoy participating, I’ll ask that you begin with soft traces and gentle scribbles.”

Patton was the first to stand, approaching Virgil and starting with just placing his hand against Virgil’s side.

“A very good choice, Patton,” Roman praised, both to show appreciation for Patton’s participation and also to inform Virgil of who was touching him. “He would very much appreciate if you tickle his sides and ribs.”

Virgil let out a little giggle, even before Patton did anything else.

“Aww, my cute little kiddo~” Patton coed, tracing his fingers just under the edge of Virgil’s tank top.

Virgil burst into light, easy giggles, slightly wiggling back and forth.

Logan was enticed closer by the happy sounds, and approached Virgil from behind, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Ahh, there you are, Specs,” Roman said. “If you choose to go after his armpits, do so gently, we want plenty of warmup.”

“Are you certain you’re comfortable, Virgil?” Logan asked.

Virgil nodded and leaned against Logan.

“He’s experiencing a desire to be non-verbal at the moment,” Roman explained. “I’m sure when he gets his words back he’ll be happy to explain more to you himself.”

“I see,” Logan said, in a tone more of curiosity than understanding. “I would enjoy that conversation with you, Virgil, when you’re ready.”

Virgil nodded again, tipping his head back to smile in Logan’s general direction.

Logan’s face grew very soft, and he trailed his fingers gently over Virgil’s neck, spidering softly just under his ear.

Virgil snickered and scrunched up his shoulders slightly, but then deliberately tipped his head to expose more of his neck to Logan’s fingers.

“Awww, you’re so ready to be tickled~” Roman teased gently, tracing his free hand ever so gently in one of Virgil’s armpits, and standing so that Virgil could lean against him.

Virgil melted into the soft tickles, giggling and blushing at the gentle teases and affection from the three of them.

Patton moved slowly from Virgil’s side to his belly, squishing and scribbling lightly, which made Virgil go from giggles to laughs.

Logan also shifted spots, tracing in Virgil’s other armpit similarly to how Roman was, but in a more fluttery scribbly way.

Once Virgil had been tickled gently for several minutes, and was starting to lean heavier on Roman, Roman sat down on the couch with Virgil in his lap. Roman lifted Virgil’s bound hands up and behind his head, and rucked up his tank too so that all of his belly was exposed.

“If one of you would be so kind as to take care of his feet, and the other his belly and especially that giggle button,” Roman said with a grin. “I will tickle under his arms, and we can all enjoy the laughs and snorts and other delightful sounds our gigglebug will surely make.”

Virgil gave a giggly whine, trying half-heartedly to hide his face in his arm.

Roman scribbled gently in both his armpits, and Virgil quickly melted against him, giggling and squirming adorably.

Patton sat down on the floor, taking Virgil’s feet into his lap, and spidering up and down his soles.

“You have the most important spot,” Roman told Logan. “He’s less ticklish on his feet and armpits, but his giggle button will truly have him drowning in tickles.”

Logan’s grin was large and sneaky as he summoned a small makeup brush.

Roman nodded emphatically, scribbling down Virgil’s sides and holding his hips.

The instant the brush touched Virgil’s bellybutton he squeaked, and then snorted, his squirming increasing greatly. Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil’s hips to hold him in place.

He and Virgil had discussed what to do if either of the others summoned a tool, and which tools Virgil was comfortable with and where. A makeup brush on his bellybutton? Not only ok, but desired. Roman would’ve summoned one himself later on if Logan and Patton hadn’t thought of it.

Virgil’s squeaks and snorts and laughter were absolutely delightful, and Logan clearly thought the same, as he happily continued brushing in and around Virgil’s bellybutton.

“Can I have a tool too?” Patton whispered, trying to get Roman’s attention without alerting Virgil.

Roman summoned a small round brush with stiff bristles for Patton.

Patton grinned and mouthed ‘thank you’, before going to town on Virgil’s feet with the brush, and reaching up for the backs of his knees with gentle scribbling.

Virgil held out for several minutes before tapping his fingers twice against Roman’s head, the signal for slowing down a little.

Roman released Virgil’s hips, so he could more successfully evade the makeup brush, and went back to gentle tracing in Virgil’s armpits.

Virgil’s laughter and giggles were getting a little tired sounding, but Roman waited for his next signal. It was nearly five minutes later, when his wiggling could no longer escape Logan’s relentless brushing on his sweet spot, that he tapped three times.

“Alright, it seems our giggly dear is tiring out,” Roman said for him. “You don’t need to stop immediately, but let’s slow down and be done in a minute or two. If one of you would so kindly fetch a sweet drink and perhaps a snack, we would be very grateful.”

Both Logan and Patton hugged Virgil once they were done tickling him, murmuring praises and affection and love.

Logan went off to get the drink while Roman gently rubbed all the tickly spots. He lowered Virgil’s hands back down to his lap, pulling the ribbon free and rubbing his wrists and shoulders to be sure he wasn’t sore. Virgil readjusted the headband to keep his hair out of his quite pink face.

“Was it all you had hoped?” Roman asked.

Virgil’s smile told him everything he needed to know.

Virgil curled into him, and Roman held him close in a cuddle. “I’m glad.”

#my fic #sanders sides tickling #tickle fic #lee!virgil #ler!patton #ler!roman #ler!logan #I haven’t written ticklefic in aaaaaaages #wow it’s nice to come back to

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i-tis-fight-or-flight-peoples · 1 year

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Pride and Teases

With pride month starting Virgil decided to try something new, even though his anxiety brain told him other wise, he decided why not.

Walking into his boyfriend's room on his tip toes for rainbow colored eye shadows he sees that Roman is nowhere to be found. Either on an adventure or getting food. I'll ask him for the permission after I grab what I need. He won't mind. Virgil goes over to Roman's vanity and searches through his drawers, which had surprisingly been color coded, for the correct eye shadows.

When Roman walks in he leans on the door frame, snack in his left hand with his right wrapped around his waist, watching his boyfriend go through the drawers full of makeup supplies. "Whatcha doin' darling?"

Virgil jumps a little, "Oh, there you are, sorry, I was looking to get some different colors of makeup,"

"For?"

"My face?" Virgil says sarcastically.

"You normally just wear the black and purple ones."

"Trying something new." Virgil shrugs before going back to looking through Roman's drawers for the rest of the colors he needs.

"Well, maybe you should have asked?"

"Why?" Virgil asked. He saw Romans smirk and hears his tone. There's something familiar about it.

"Because now you need a consequence for not before you leave."

That's why that tone is familiar. Virgil froze, a nervous smile on his face.

"There's that smile I love my emo storm cloud." Roman states playfully as he sets his snack down on his dresser before wrapping his arms around Virgil's waist. "Are you green storm cloud?" Roman whispers in Virgil's ear softly, sending shivers down Virgil's spine.

Virgil nods slightly, his face getting more heated every second. "Then why don't you put down the makeup and then pick it back up when were done?" Virgil puts the makeup down enthusiastically. "Aww, so eager aren't you my precious tickle-me-emo?" Roman whispers gently into Virgil's ear before laying Virgil on his bed.

Roman makes sure that Virgil gets his full consequence for not asking for the makeup before he can even think about leaving.

(Sry it's short, I just don't know how to write tickle scenes to well<3 Thx for reading, if you have constructive criticism I would love to read it. Have an amazing day/night/rest of your day.)

[Idea from @hahanamegobrrrr on the post https://www.tumblr.com/hahanamegobrrrr/670440349804756992/makeup-mayhem-roman-wants-to-spice-up-his-makeup]

#t wording #twording #lee!virgil #ler!roman #virgil sanders #roman sanders #lee virgil #ler roman #sander sides #sander sides twording #sanders sides twording #sanders sides #sanders sides tickling #tickling

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theoncelee · 2 years

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So, I ended up not finishing my precalc and physics homework until like 23:00, so I still haven’t written anything for day three. I do have something for day four though because I wrote it like a week ago because I thought the prompt was really cute. I will try to make day three happen at some point today, but I figured you can have day four first!

Day four- Reward

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Ship: Platonic or Romantic Prinxiety (lee!Virgil and ler!Roman)

Warnings: this is a tickle fic. If you don’t like tickling don’t read this. A few capital words but not many. There’s really not much to warn about, this fic is super soft and fluffy.

A Different Kind of Bet

(stellar title I know)

“Aww come on! How are you so good at this?” Roman whined, gesturing vaguely at the game of Beach Buggy Racing (Mario Kart is overdone and overrated) they were playing. “Maybe you just suck” Virgil quipped back with a smirk. “You little-“ Roman started before shaking his head with a chuckle, “alright, mister tickle-me-EGO, how about a bet? Since you’re so cocky, loser of the next race gets the shit tickled out of them”. Virgil immediately sunk into the couch cushions with a growing blush. In his position, most people wouldn’t sweat. He was clearly better at the game, with little chance of losing. That was exactly the problem.

Virgil, wasn’t like most people. He really liked being tickled, more than was probably considered normal. He hadn’t necessarily been in the mood to be tickled, but, well, now that Roman MENTIONED it, it sounded kinda nice. He could throw the game, but he was way too competitive for that. Plus, how would he possibly do that without Roman realizing? “What’s wrong Virgil?” Roman asked with a smirk. “Scared you’ll lose?” He teased, before taking note of the way Virgil was curled up in embarrassment with a rosy tint to his cheeks. “Wait, you’re not scared you’ll lose, are you. You’re scared you’ll WIN,” Roman finished, with a teasing but genuine beam. Virgil’s face was a total giveaway. His face turned a deep shade of crimson and his eyes widened while a wobbly smile grew on his face. Roman’s smile softened. Virgil was way too cute. “How about this then? WINNER gets the shit tickled out of them.” Roman didn’t even wait for a response before starting the next race. Even though Virgil was practically VIBRATING with anticipation, he won effortlessly (which had absolutely NOTHING to do with Roman casually flinging his car off the road at every possible opportunity). “Hey! No fair, you totally threw that game,” Virgil whined, watching Roman yeet his car off the wide road right near the finish line ending the race with a DNF. “Don’t be like that when you love this,” Roman chuckled before setting his controller down on the coffee table and lightly scribbling his fingers into Virgil’s ribs. Virgil erupted into an adorable fit of giggles, squealing in childlike delight. “See? You’re not fighting back at all! I’m not even pinning you down”. Virgil couldn’t even be bothered to deny it. He just giggled up a storm and GOD it felt good. Roman let his fingers roam all over Virgil’s tummy, even slipping his fingers under his hoodie when he felt mischievous, but he kept his tickling light. He wanted it to stay playful, knowing Virgil liked it better that way. Virgil never resisted, never fought back, only giggled with a shout of “nohoho” and “waihaihaihahahait” whenever Roman brushed over a particularly sensitive spot. But he never said “stop”.

“Yknow what Virgil? I’m getting a bit hungry” Roman started. “youhouhou’re ahahalwahahahays huhuhungreeheehy” Virgil drawled lazily. “Hush” Roman snickered, enunciated with a squeeze to Virgil’s hips. “I’m rather craving a very specific fruit.” Virgil chuckled, and not just from the tickling. “ohof couhouhourse yohou wohould, gahahahaylohohord,” he snickered. Roman scoffed before continuing, “I’m craving raspberries, Virgil.” Virgil’s demeanor changed instantly. His squirming grew more frantic and for the first time he started pushing at Roman’s hands. “Rohohomahahan nohohohoho” he squealed. “Roman YES,” Roman replied before taking a deep breath and dipping his head down towards Virgil’s quivering tummy. “no no no no nonononononohohohohAHAHAHAHAHA ROMAN” Virgil shrieked. Roman began peppering raspberries all over Virgil’s tummy, before placing a last raspberry over Virgil’s navel (one that lasted much too short long if you asked him). Sensing Virgil had had enough, Roman sat up before scooping Virgil into his arms and rubbing away the ghost tingles. Virgil didn’t quite relax, however. “Hey Virge, what’s wrong?” Roman asked, concerned he’d gone too far. “Is it weird?” came the response. “Is what weird? Being ticklish? Uh, no, most people are ticklish Virge.” Roman replied. Virgil shook his head, “no I meant, that I, well uh,” “Is it weird you like it?” Roman interrupted. Virgil nodded. Roman continued, “nah it’s not weird. It’s cute. And, if it makes you feel any better, I like it too. I mean, why would I suggest a bet like that in the first place when I was losing that bad?” Virgil turned around sharply in Roman’s hold, sporting a bright grin the could only mean trouble. He met Roman’s wildly excited eyes and wasted no time in tackling Roman and tickling him until he was all giggled out, returning the favor and giving Roman what he’d been after in the first place. What Virgil had been too flustered to even notice. After Roman’s breathing had slowed to a normal rate, the pair curled up in each others arms. For the moment, they were completely content. Roman mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like “thank you” before promptly falling asleep, smiling and satisfied. Virgil muttered “yeah, ditto,” and sat back to admire Roman’s sleeping form. He wasn’t awake to enjoy it for much longer.

And when Patton and Logan came home from the store, maybe Patton took a photo, maybe he didn’t. Logan DEFINITELY complained that they hadn’t bothered to even shut the game off. Do those idiots even CARE about energy conservation?

#tickle fic #my fics #sanders sides #sanders sides tickle fic #lee!virgil #ticklish!virgil #ler!roman #augtickletober2022 #day four #reward

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hahanamegobrrrr · 2 years

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I love being mean to Logan 😌✨️

#sanders sides tickling #tickle art #ler!virgil #lee!logan #analogical tickles #my art

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oliviaischillin1204 · 2 years

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"Please, please, just let me put my arms down!"

"You can put your arms down. Literally nothing's stopping you."

Roman squirmed, turning his burning face so far to one side that his cheek brushed the bedsheets beneath him.

"Your fingers--" was all he managed before collapsing into another fit of helpless giggles. Virgil raised an eyebrow, the tips of his fingers just barely dancing under Roman's arms.

"They're not doing anything," he said. "They're not even moving."

"Yes they are!"

"Because you keep wiggling everywhere! Seriously, if it tickles so bad, just put your arms down."

Roman shook his head. "I can't I can't I cahahan't--"

Virgil was glad Roman's eyes were screwed shut as he begged and pleaded; otherwise, he'd see the ridiculous smile on Virgil's face as he watched Roman very quickly lose all composure.

"Come on, Princey," he murmured, his fingers moving just enough to brush Roman's underarm hair. "I promise I won't tickle you if you bring your arms down..."

"It tickles!" Roman shrieked, bouncing against the bed in a weak attempt to get away from Virgil's hands.

"You keep saying that, so why don't you bring your arms down? I'm sure it can't tickle any more than this already does."

On 'this', Virgil scratched his nails ever-so-lightly at the spot just above Roman's armpits, and with another shriek of laughter the creative side's trembling arms finally shot down, pressing against his sides and trapping Virgil's hands in his pits.

A beat, as the two caught their breath, eyes locked onto each other.

And then Roman began to cackle, and squeal, and make noises that sounded an awful lot like begging although they were mostly incomprehensible. His legs kicked out behind Virgil, and he shook his entire body back and forth in a panicked desperation.

"You-- you said--" he gasped, but couldn't get the sentence out as he dropped his head backwards, bright laughter bursting out of him.

"I said I wouldn't tickle you, and I'm not!" Virgil said. "I'm not even moving, am I? It looks to me like you're tickling yourself, Princey. Come on, if it really tickles that bad, just lift your arms, okay?"

Roman didn't respond to him, too busy losing his mind at the feeling of Virgil's fingers pressed right against his armpits, unbearably tickly and impossible to stop without lifting his arms. Virgil grinned and settled back, getting comfortable in this new position. Oh, this was going to be fun.

#my posts #my writing #tickling #tickle fic #tickle community #sanders sides tickling #lee!roman #ler!virgil #410 words for my reference #minific #i wrote this in 20 minutes just now

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just-your-average-author · 2 years

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Brendon Urie and Brad Pitts

heyo! @rosileeduckie was the first to reply to my 1-8 question and they picked 5! so here we have a newly revamped fic from the archives. I was secretly so excited to post as this is one of my personal favorites.

also side note, sorry for the lack of postage recently, i was going through an almost breakup (never fear, things have worked out) and then i had surgery so I've been out of commission for a bit lol. but!! i am working on a new fic tho which should be able to be posted in the near future. anywho thanks for reading. reblogs and comments make my day, i read every one. thank you all <3

Roman knew that look. That look meant he had crossed the line. That look meant that if he didn’t get out of Virgil’s line of vision in exactly four seconds, he was doomed.

“Roman.” Virgil’s voice was still and calm to an outsider, but Roman recognized the true malice behind the tone. His body flooded with terror.

“Um, yeah?” he asked, wincing and closing one eye as if to escape the death stare he was being given.

“Did you just say that Brendon Urie was an overrated singer?” Virgil’s voice remained monotone, but that only betrayed his true intentions all the more.

Virgil and Roman were cuddled up in Virgil’s bed, Roman being the little spoon as he was resting his head on Virgil’s chest (a tragic move now seeing that he was extremely vulnerable), and the pair were discussing their favorite music. A friendly enough conversation for most people. They had mini banters here and there, debating on what was classified as rock versus pop-punk. But oh- Roman had to go and cross the line. He just had to insult Virgil’s favorite singer of all time.

“N-no?” he stuttered, obviously unsure of himself.

“You do realize his vocal range is higher then your IQ, right?”

“I didn’t say anything,” lied the boy, now getting increasingly anxious. He had dug himself a grave.

“Oh, but I believe you did,” Virgil replied, slowly sitting up from his position, and letting Roman’s head softly fall off his chest and onto the pillow. He faced to Roman with a sinister look. “I’m pretty sure I heard you say that.”

“Virgil-” pleaded Roman, getting more desperate by the second, but yet had to make himself bite back a smile.

Virgil growled playfully. “I’m sorry, but it’s too late. The damage has been done.”

Roman found himself tittering in anticipation already.

Virgil broke character for a moment to smile at his giggly nature. “Oh? You think this is funny?” he challenged, ironically smiling brightly as well.

“Noho, Sir!”

“Did you just laugh at me?” asked Virgil, with a now dopey smile covering his face.

“What? No! Not at all!” Roman protested, yet the giggles behind his voice gave away his lie. He sunk down into the mattress further, but still couldn’t wipe the excited smile off his face for the life of him. For that matter, neither could Virgil.

“That’s it!” Virgil pounced, and quickly pinned Roman’s hands above his head, all while smirking down at him. Roman didn’t even fight or protest; he peaceably accepted his fate. Virgil moved his wrists to only one hand and wiggled the non-occupied hand’s fingers menacingly. “So, Brad Pitts,” he cooed, annunciating the second part of the nickname as a grave foreshadowing to his plan. Roman blush wasn’t well hidden, even under the cloak of night. “You gonna tell me the truth? I might be able to spare you some mercy, hm?” Virgil leaned in closer, the fingers still wiggling dangerously close to his tickle spot.

Roman bit his lip to hold back the hysterical giggles already threatening to spill as he contemplated his next move. Virgil’s ler face was too flustering and adorable to take seriously. They both knew he wanted this.

“I wasn’t laughing at you!” Roman countered stubbornly.

Virgil sighed, despite the smile still staying put. “Fine. Guess we’ll have to do this the hard way.”

He took his free hand and lowered it closer to Roman’s exposed armpit, all while Roman squirmed and tittered underneath him.

“Oh? Extra nervous tonight, aren’t we?” he teased, continuously moving his wiggling fingers closer and closer. Roman didn’t reply. With a single wink, Virgil launched his hand at full speed and began mercilessly scratching the hollows of his armpits. Roman immediately burst into cackles, his back pressed into the mattress as he tried to escape the torment.

“Nahahaha!” Roman squealed and kicked out from underneath his captor. “Dohohohon‘t!”

“Aww,” cooed Virgil. “Someone a little too tickle, tickle, ticklish for my tickles?”

Roman blushed furiously, now hiding his face in his arm. “Stahahap!”

“Stop what, Ro?” he asked, a lilt to his voice.

“Stahahap sahahaying thahat word!” he giggles out, slightly breathless.

Virgil grinned. “What word? Tickle? Is tickle the word you don’t like?”

“Vihihihirge!”

“Whaaaat?” he teased. “Just asking if tickle is the bad word. So to clarify, you don’t want me to comment on your ticklishness and how much the tickly tickles are getting to you?”

Roman only blushed harder in reply, face now bright red, and his laughter growing wheezy. “Vihihirgil, please!”

“Okay, okay,” laughed Virgil. He lowered his scratching fingers down to his ribs, skittering them experately up and down the bones, wiggling in between the spaces, leaving his lee a hopeless mess. Roman kicked again, which Virgil responded by quickly kneading his right hip, digging in all around the bone. Roman screeched.

“NOHOHO! I’m sahahaHAHARY!!” he called out, currently on the brink of hysterics.

“Sorry?” Virgil asked incredulously. “The great Roman Sanders is sorry? When is he ever sorry?”

Roman’s eyes were screwed shut, but he could hear that wretched smile perfectly. “Ple-“ he hiccuped. “Phehehehehease!”

Virgil rolled his eyes fondly. “Fine.”

He stopped the torturous touches, and released Roman’s wrist. He laid back down next to Roman and shut his eyes. He contentedly listened to the sound of Roman controlling his leftover giggles and settle his breathing. One adequately flustered prince to go.

Roman groaned softly after he had caught his breath and rolled over to fling an arm around Virgil.

“Mm, you’re mean,” he mumbled, face now buried half in the pillow and half in Virgil’s chest.

Virgil scoffed softly. “So I’ve been told.” He rested his head on Roman’s in response to the cuddle request. “But you love it.”

Virgil barely made out Roman’s retort before he felt the prince drift into unconsciousness. He shifted down a little himself, feeling the strong arms that wrapped around his waist tighten, and drifted off to sleep with happiness in his heart.

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mythica0 · 1 year

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Salty to sweet

🎂: Sanders Sides

🧁: Virgil, Logan

🍫: Roman, Remus

🍭: Prinxiety, Intrulogical

🍨 fic

TW: foul language and Remus . Just Remus.

Salty to sweet

It was just one of those days.

Both Logan and Virgil were feeling kinda grumpy. Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, if Logan had his vocabulary cards correct.

Logan had been in his room working all day and got snippy at anyone who tried to talk to him .

Virgil was listening to his emo music and ignoring everything around him.

This did not sit well with the creative brothers; Roman & Remus, who were each sides respective boyfriends.

The two were currently talking about it in their shared room.

“Ugh! I’m at a loss! Virgil won’t even open his door, how am I supposed to cheer him up!” Roman said in exasperation.

“I don’t know,” started the other twin, “but I think I have an idea of where to start.”

❤️💜❤️💜💚💙💚💙❤️💜❤️💜💚💙💚💙

The plan was fairly simple, however, there was one insy winsy tiny little massive problem.

The twins had to get their boyfriends out of their respective bedrooms and into the living room first.

Roman thought that by telling Virgil he was watching The Nightmare Before Christmas and asking ‘would he like to join?’ Would do the trick, and it did.

However Virgil wanted Roman to make some food and change into his onesie first. Not too hard.

Remus was having a bit more trouble. “Ugh, sword fighting whale penises! He keeps insisting that he needs to work! I can’t get him to take a break and come down!”

Roman winced at Remus’ exclamation before recovering and saying “have you tried offering crofters?”

Silence.

“Come to think of it, I didn’t think of it!” Roman snorts at his brothers corny wording as Remus types the message and hits send, the text sends, and remains read for about 2 seconds before a (likely very eager) reply of “I’m on my way” comes through.

Remus laughs lightly at his boyfriends response before lightly tossing his phone on the couch. Roman , after doing so, texts Virgil telling him that he has the movie ready to play, popcorn in the table, and is up to dress code.

Both boys arrive downstairs at roughly the same time, Logan first, wearing his usual polo shirt, jeans and Necktie. Virgil lagging behind a bit, in his skeleton onesie.

Remus grabbed the crofters out of the fridge and set it on the table with some bread just in case.

“Oh. “ Logan stated , his way of showing surprise. “I was not informed we would be watching a movie. “

“That’s because you didn’t let me finish. I offered crofters and you immediately came on down. “ Remus scoffs, not unkindly.

“Fair point. “ Logan nods and pushes up his glasses.

“So are we getting started or what. “ a grumpy gruff town states from the other side of the room.

“Yep! Let’s settle down on the couch, hmm?”

The wordless response is that both sets of boys sit on the couch.

Sneakily, the twins enact their plan. They snake their arms around their boyfriends, holding them in a way that they couldn’t escape , without being uncomfortable or realizing what’s going on.

“Actually , Virgil. Me and Remus have a surprise for you guys before we start. “

Virgil hums and Logan says “the correct phrasing would be Remus and I”

Remus just responds by saying “hush, nerdy wolverine. “

Then, with a silent countdown, the twins start ‘attacking’ their boyfriends, scribbling at their sides and poking their tummies.

Both boys , suprised, immediately burst out laughing .

“Whahahahat theheheh fuhuhuhuhck? “ Virgil manages through his laughter . “You better hope Patton doesn’t hear you! Or you might be tickle tickle tickled even more!” Roman teases, his smile growing when Virgil breaks out in a light blush.

“Thihihis. Ihihihis nohohot aha vehehehery gohohood suPRHIHISe” he squeaks at the end when Remus squeezes his thigh.

“You are in No position to be rude, teach.”

“Ohoho shihiHIhIt.” Logan responds

“Hey look brother, we turned them from salty to sweet! “ Roman exclaimed

“Indeed we did, but I think we could use a bit more sugar!”

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The boys continued for a while just like that, teasing their boyfriends and playfully scribbling against their ticklish spots, before Roman gets an idea, a very very evil idea .

Giving his brother a look that says “follow along” Roman speaks “Y’know, we added some sugar into this salty dish, but I think it needs a little extra kick.” He says, grinning evilly

“Oh, I agree, what kinda kick were you thinking?” Remus catches on quickly, matching Roman’s grin as they both continue to assault their lovers with tickles .

“Something fruity , that’s for sure “

“Like us!”

Roman sighs, “like us. However, I can’t think of what fruit to add. Do you have any ideas?”

“I was thinking…. Raspberries?”

“I couldn’t of come up with a better idea!”

“Ohohoho nohohoho . Nohohohot thahahat!” Virgil exclaimed , although he didn’t really mean it. He had to admit, if only to himself, laughing this much was starting to make him feel better.

Logan was very much in the same boat . His mood having been greatly impacted.

I hope your ready! In three, two, one, “ Remus started

“PBBbBBbBbFFt” both twins raspberried at the same time .

“AAHHHahahahahahhahaHa! “CRAHHAHap DoHOHont DoHOhoo THaHAHat!” Logan

“No can do!” That was Roman. Remus nods , they both breathe

“PBBbbBbBbbFFfFT”

More raspberries. More laughter.

After a while, the twins stop, leaving two very giggly sides curled up in their laps.

“So, we still up for a movie?” Roman says, lightly shaking the remote .

Both boys just nod weakly.

As the opening song plays, the twins both think

‘Definitely turned them from salty to sweet.’

—————————-THE END —————————

#parrotwrites #sfw tickle community #lee!logan #lee!virgil #ler!remus #ler!roman #sanders sides tickles

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gamequeenanya · 1 year

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Tickletober Day 22: Vampire - (ler Patton, ler Logan, lee Virgil)

Summary: Virgil has always been a little quirky - he’s named his dog after a vampire after all. Perhaps he even thinks he is one when he playfully attacks Logan! Is this the end or does Logan know how to handle a scary vampire...?

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"Ugh..." Logan said, holding his head. "Forget it. I'll never figure out this lore."

He got up from his desk and put his laptop down, done with the FNAF lore. Not that it mattered anyways, as his favourite character was irrelevant to it.

Walking outside, he heard Thomas having a debate with the others. It was about dealing with his phobia of going into the bank and becoming an accomplice to a robbery. And discussing the morality of whether if someone holds a gun to your head and forces you to commit crimes, are you still guilty?

The other sides tried to encourage him that he'd be innocent. Thomas may have a guilt complex, but the criminal would be the true guilty party. He tried to convince himself it was true...

Logan popped up with a smile.

"I see I have taught you well."

"Logan!" Everyone said with a smile.

The only side who was currently missing was Virgil.

"Hey, where is-" Logan started, but was cut off by Patton.

"In his room, with his stress animal."

Nodding, Logan went to Virgil's room.

To his surprise, Virgil was playing with a little white Terrier. Seeing them look so happy, Logan smiled.

Looking up, Virgil jumped.

"Hey!"

Stepping back, Logan stuttered and gathered his words.

"Forgive me Virgil. I simply had to know what was "up."" He held up a vocab card for the expression. [Up; what's going on.]

Virgil nodded.

"Well... Here he is. My new dog."

The dog looked up at Logan, going up to him boldly and sniffing his pant leg. It then barked.

Logan kneeled down and let him sniff his hand.

"Patton got him for you?"

"Yeah. He remembered those stress dogs they had for us in college. Monday was dog day, and Thomas got to pet all the dogs! Patton thought one of those might help me."

The dog sniffed Logan's hand and licked it. Logan petted his head and scratched behind his ears. Then Logan sat on a chair, giving the dog time to get used to him. The dog paced all around him, sniffing, growling, pulling back, and looking up curiously. Logan petted him some more, hoping it would please him.

"His name's Drac."

"Like Dracula...?" Logan said in wonder. "I didn't know you enjoyed that book."

"Yep. Halloween's comin' up!"

Nodding, Logan petted the dog, who relaxed, absorbing the pets. Then he licked Logan's hand.

"Haha, hey!"

Virgil grinned.

"He loves doing that!"

Logan smiled and rubbed Drac's belly. The dog made little excited growls. Then he nipped at his hand. Logan let him go and Drac got up, clawing at the door. Virgil opened it and let him run through the mind palace.

Virgil grinned at Logan.

"As for being a vampire..."

Stepping back, Logan dodged Virgil's lunge. He grabbed him around the waist.

"Not this time, V!" And he started tickling, getting the spaces inbetween his ribs.

"AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHHHAAHAHAAA!"

Patton had come back, holding Drac in his arms. The dog was relatively calmer now, just panting and looking happy.

"What's all the commotion? Oh!" He chuckled. Setting the dog down, he came over to Virgil. "Can I help?"

"PLEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEASE!"

"Okay!" And Patton joined in Logan tickling him, getting his armpits. "Hey, I never said WHO I was going to help!"

"AHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAA! TRAHAHAHAHAAHAHAITOR!!" Virgil cried, his eyeshadow running.

Finally, they pulled away and let Virgil breathe. Drac was hopping around, barking at the others and at Virgil, worried something was wrong. Taking long deep breaths, Virgil pushed himself up and petted him.

“It’s alright... I’m fine.” He courtesy smiled. The dog seemed to relax at this. “Anyways... It seems like I’ve got two humans to catch.” Dark smoke clouds erupted in the room followed by the sound of thunder. It was Logan and Patton’s cue to run.

Laughing evilly, Virgil’s eyes promised revenge would come sooner rather than later. For now, he let them run. It would be all the more sweet if his attack was a surprise!

#tickletober2022 #wow it's been a while!#sanders sides tickling #lee virgil #ler logan #ler patton #tickle fic #my writing #I actually started this before my dog died #RIP to the best girl #the dog behaviours in this are based on hers

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