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coy-lee · 2 years

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TK Masterpost

This is just a start for now.

But hopefully this is helpful for finding your fix!

FNAF

Art

Sun:

Monkey Bar Sun

Crop Top

Lee Mood

Ni Hao Good Morning Sun

Moon:

Captain Feather Sword

Overwhelmed Moon Meme

GIF Moon Teasing

Tangled Up Moon

diVo:

OC diVo

diVo Doodles

diVo Gets Moon Good

Sunny with a Button/diVo loves it

Cookie Thief pt1

Cookie Thief pt2

Cookie Thief End

Eclipse:

(new)

Glitch and Sun Bonding

New Eclipse/Arcade GlitchSun,

Moon and Eclipse/Walk The Plank

(old)

Eclipse Getting The Bois

Eclipse TKs Sun

Betelgeuse:

OC Betelgeuse

Sun and Moon:

Sun and Moon-rito

SaMS Minecraft

SaMS Wither Storm

Trying The TikTok Trend

Crop Top pt2

GIF Sun and Moon TK

On the Wire/Graceful and Tangled

BallPit Shark

Stuck Up-Side-Down

Sunrito Recipe

Sunrito and Moon

Puppet Wants To Play

Puppet Wants to Play Bonus

Missing Hat pt1

Missing Hat pt2

Missing Hat pt3

Missing Hat pt4

Easter TKs

Sun and Moon Get Each Other

Sun and Moon Vs Nightmarrione

Groups:

Glamrocks+Moon vs Sun TKs

Moon and the STAFF bots vs Sunny

Moon Sneaking Peeks at Gifts

SaMS Fanart:

S&MS Eclipse and Lunar

SaMS Eclipse Redemption???

Lunar Tricks Bloodlust Moon

Sun and Lunar Arms Up for Moon

Sun Stuck in Lunar's Beanbag Chair

Fics

Curious Eclipse

Description: Eclipse is new to the daycare. His job is to watch over the attendants and monitor their well being. After observing Sun and Moon play a particular game, he becomes curious, and he tries to play the game with Sun himself. Moon can only help just watching for so long before he too joins the fun.

(lee!Sun, ler!Eclipse, ler!Moon)

Asking For It

Description: Sun and Moon play a little cat and mouse until Moon catches the goof and pins him in a peculiar way. Now Sun needs to say what he wants from Moon, or not get it at all…

(lee!Sun, ler!Moon)

All Caught Up (With No Ulterior Motives)

Description: Sun and Moon play mind games. One loses, but both win.

(lee!Sun, ler!Moon)

Sunrito

Description: Sun is still packed with energy at the end of the day, and Moon thinks up a little solution for Sun’s little problem.

(lee!Sun, ler!Moon)

Motor Function Error

Description: One morning, Sun wakes up but finds that he suffered a motor malfunction during the night and cannot move. He can still feel sensations tho. It took time for the maintenance team to arrive for the day so Sun and Moon find a way to pass the time while they wait

( lee!Sun, ler!Moon )

Close Encounter With The Third Kind (Phantoms)

Description: There's something lurking in the dark corners of the daycare. Sun and Moon soon meet said being and have their expectations subverted. Turns out there are sillier reasons to fear the dark.

( lee!Sun, sidelines!Moon, ler!divo )

Life's All A Game

Description: In the boys' loft, there is an arcade machine with a glitch. a sentient glitch. They find a way to visit him, and Sun finds himself at the mercy of someone much more powerful than he could have imagined. Luckily for him, and Moon, this guy just likes to have good old fashioned fun.

(lee!Sun, ler!Eclipse)

Someone Else's Turn To Play

Description: It's been approximately 4 days since the bois encountered the darkness living in the daycare's shadows. Moon's been as serious as ever during the nighttime and it seems that after one of his patrols, diVo decides it's a perfect time to fix that.

( lee!Moon, lee!Sun, ler!diVo)

Videos With Featured Works:

Case of The Missing Hat

Shenanigans of The Daycare

A Starry Christmas

Undertale

Art:

Gaster Gets Sans and Papyrus

Gaster and Sans, Selfworth Fluff\

Hoomin AU Sans

Deltarune

Art:

Spamton Tangled in the Vines/Wires

Spamton and FNAF OC Eclipse

A Jester Wrecking and Puppet

Seam and Spamton Razzles

Spamton Dress Up, Jevil "Helps" (+Seam)

Teasy Ler Spamton Neo

Lee Seam, Ler Spamton and Jevil

Jevil Tickles Spamton GIF

Fics:

Cheater, Cheater

Description: Spamton and Jevil do battle quite often. Spamton feels like Jevil is hiding the secret to freedom in that cell of his. Jevil knows better than that and would rather keep Spamton from finding out the no such secret exists. So, they duke it out, both wanting to win for their own reasons. This time, though, Jevil is a bit worried about how good Spamton has gotten at fighting him...so he takes the battle in a different direction. A very fun direction.

(lee!Spamton, ler!Jevil)

HELLO? [[tickling department]]? IT"S FOR YOU!

Description: With the player being away for who knows how long, Jevil and Spamton hang out in the void behind Seam's shop, attempting to entertain themselves the best they can. However when messes are to be kept to a minimum, All hope of escaping boredom is lost... or is it?

(Lee!Jevil Ler!Spamton, [implied]Lee!Spamton)

Detroit: Become Human

Art:

Gavin Taken Down A Notch By RK900

Skyrim

Art:

Blushing Cicero

Cicero Following Orders

Gravity Falls

Art:

Stanley and Ford Brother Roughhousing

Alternate Weirdmageddon

Super Mario

Art:

Super Mario and "Mr. L"

Supernatural

Art:

Gabe Reminds Cas of his Place

Doodle Dump:

Gartic Phone Fun Doodles

#sfw tickling community #tickle masterpost #masterpost #fnaf security breach #fnaf tickles #tickle fanart #tickle comic #tickle fanfiction #spn tickles #supernatural tickles #deltaplume #deltarune tickles #undertale tickles #lee!cicero #gravity falls tickling #super mario bros tickles

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veryblushyswitch · 9 months

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✨ Comic Tickle Fics ✨

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Heartstopper Masterlist

#tickle masterlist #tickle masterpost #webtoon tickle #webtoon tickle masterlist #webtoon tickle masterpost #comic tickle #comic tickle masterpost #comic tickle masterlist

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otomiyaa · 6 months

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WangxianPatriarch 💕

Masterpost of Tickle Fics (AO3)

Probably not everyone knows this but for a while I was very focused on MDZS and TGCF and ran my sideblog @wangxianpatriarch for posting both tickle and non tickle fics, videos, edits and memes among other things, solely for these fandoms.

Within a short time, the blog got even more 'popular' than my main, proving to me how tickling is still such a niche. Then, I lost my hyperfocus and pretty much dropped it, so it had been pretty inactive already before it got deleted.

The fics can still be found on AO3 but because they are scattered on a separate account that also has a lot of non tickle fics, I will post the list here. Some of them are collabs with @ticklygiggles and might be on Tumblr if she posted them, but most are hehe, well yeah.. gone.

*= rated mature/explicit

Mo Dao Zu Shi:

MDZS | Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Characters: WWX - Wei WuXian | LWJ - Lan WangJi | LXC - Lan XiChen | JC - Jiang Cheng | NMJ - Nie MingJue

1001 Reasons - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Brothers - Lee!LWJ, Ler!LXC

Cornday - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Curiosity - Lee!LWJ, Ler!WWX

Everyday Ch.6* - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Gusu Trick - Lee!JC, Ler!LXC

Hide, Catch - Lee!LSZ, Lers!WangXian

Influence - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Little Rabbit - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Nicely checked up - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Old Times - Switches!WWX, JC

Quarantine - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Remedy - Switches!WangXian

Ritual - Lee!LXC, Ler!NMJ

Tight - Lee!WWX, Ler!LWJ

Voodoo - Lee!LWJ, Ler!WWX

Tian Guan Ci Fu:

TGCF | Heaven Official's Blessing

Characters: XL - Xie Lian | HC - Hua Cheng | HuaLian - Hua Cheng and Xie Lian together

Beach - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Butterfly - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Fantasies* - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Feel Good* - Switches!HuaLian

Gestures - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

The Ghost King is a softie - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Mantou - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Painting - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Shifted - Lee!HC, Ler!XL

Statue - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

Surprise* - Lee!XL, Ler!HC

#hope I didn't forget any but oh well #masterpost #tickle fic #tickling #tickle community #mdzs #tgcf #mo dao zu shi #tian guan ci fu #otomiya!writes #otomiya-tickles

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thebest-medicine · 5 days

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MASTER / INTRO / GENERAL LINKS POST

Hi there, I’m Ma(lee)na!

Blog Links:

my fics & posts tag [x]

older fic masterpost [x]

tickletober 2023 fics [x]

answered asks [x]

fandoms list [coming soon]

me [x]

Links:

archiveofourown account [x]

nsfw side-side-tickle-blog [x]

main blog [x]

Tips:

cashapp [x]

ko-fi [coming soon]

Amazon wishlist (non-tickly stuff) [x]

Amazon wishlist (tickly stuff) [x]

Tkl Content:

[coming soon]

About Me:

29 years old, she/her, currently live in the midwestern US

I’ve been on tumblr for a long while, back in 2012 I started publishing my first tickling related fanfiction here on this side blog I made because the only stories I could find online were generally very….let’s say they had many-a taste difference, mostly by being very explicitly non-con……. But now here we are many years and thousands of other blogs later and it’s a crazy wonderful beautiful part of the internet for so many people to post content, make friends, and explore their kinks! I've met a few people here and there within the community in real life for sessions and made a smidgeon of content, but I'm excited to explore more and create more within the community!

#personal #masterpost #mine #intro post #tickle blog #info #main #faq

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mushiewrites · 10 months

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GEORGE TK CLIPS MASTERPOST

@fluffallamaful + I were saying the clips of george we've been getting lately should be all in one space, so I decided to compile all of the george tk clips I could find!

If you have any other ones that I don't have yet, please feel free to send them to me!

last updated 01/03/2024

Videos under the cut :D

BANTER TKS

Sapnap watching Austin tk George and doing it himself (clips edited together)

Austin getting George (clips compiled into one clip)

Austin getting George's sides + ribs until he stands up (close up)

Austin getting George's ribs

Air tks from Austin

Austin getting George's neck / ears

Sap getting George's sides

Sap getting George on the floor (knees or thighs??)

George tkling Sap under his chin and saying the word

George giggling when Karl stun guns the can (sounds like a tk laugh)

STANDALONE TKS

Shadoune biting George's arm (zoomed in version)

hot tub stream w/ larray

Sapnap tkling his chest / ribs in the Larray video (slowed down version)

Sap (possibly) tkling George's thighs in the Larray video

Sap tkling his ribs at dinner in Madrid (tinier poke moment here as well)

Sapnap pushing at George's sides making his arms come down (potential tks)

George tkling Dream out of his chair

Dream talking about the tk fight with George

George tkling Wilbur's ribs with a minecraft sword

Sapnap holding his waist at Twitchcon Paris (potential tks)

Skephalo whispering in George's ear

Bad tkling George's ear accidentally with glasses

Ludwig tickling George's ear

Karl + Sapnap holding George down / possible neck nibbles (Antarctica)

Sapnap going to tk George at Horror Night

Sapnap getting George’s neck in the truck

Hbomb getting George’s neck at twitchcon

Dream + Sap holding his foot and dream tkling it at twitch rivals

#lee!george #ler!george #but rare ler!george in here folks #this man is so lee coded its ridiculous #thank u llama for saying we need a masterpost!#mushie concepts / hcs #mcyt tickle #my stuff

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nhasablogg · 1 year

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I dont wanna monopolize all your prompts but maybe a short one where Spencer won't/cant go to sleep/is drinking too much coffee to stay awake so someone tickles him to tire him out? Or just to convince him to get some actual rest?

-M

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Characters: Hotch, Reid

A/N: This is probably ooc, but I don't CARE I wanted to write about Hotch and Reid. Also tweaked the prompt a little, hope that's okay!

Words: 1.3k

Hotch didn’t make it a habit to profile his profilers. It didn’t seem ethical, especially not if it didn’t affect their abilities to work. Which was exactly why it took him slightly too long to realize that Reid was sleep deprived.

“How many hours of sleep per night does a person need to function normally?” he asked him that afternoon.

Reid looked up from his paperwork, one hand gripping his fifth cup of coffee. “Between seven and eight depending on age.”

“I see. And how many do you get on a nightly basis?”

Reid straightened, his lips pursing. “I sense I made a mistake.”

“How many, Reid?”

“Mmm.”

“Reid.”

“Maybe two?”

“Two?”

“Not every single night of my life!” Reid scrambled to add. “But. Recently.”

Hotch rubbed at his temples. “Jesus. For how long?”

“A couple of weeks.”

“Reid. You need to lay off the coffee.”

“It’s not because of that,” Reid said, holding up his hands. “It’s the only way I can focus during the day. It doesn’t matter how tired I am at night. I just can’t seem to sleep.”

“Nightmares?” Hotch remembered when Morgan had approached him about it a few years ago, when Reid’s nightmares had started.

Reid shrugged. “Partly. I’ve been able to handle them before, though.”

“We experience new things all the time. It’s nothing to be ashamed of if you find it harder now.”

“I’m not ashamed.” But he wouldn’t meet Hotch’s eyes now, turning back to his pile of papers.

Hotch huffed, wondering how to approach this. It wasn’t as if he could physically make sure Reid was sleeping.

Unless…

“I want you to take a nap right now.”

Reid turned back to him. “Sorry?”

“We have a couch and a quiet room for a reason. This job’s demanding. I order you to go to sleep.”

Reid held up his cup. “But I’m five coffees down,” he said weakly.

“Then starting tomorrow you’re not allowed to have any more coffee past noon and will take a nap after lunch.”

“Sir, with all due respect-”

“No arguing.”

Reid’s mouth snapped shut, but Hotch caught him mumbling something along the lines of “Morgan will tease me to death” as he left him.

And Morgan did, stopping only when Hotch shot him a look the next day. “I think I should enforce this rule on everyone if I’m being honest. I doubt you’re taking care of yourselves as you should.” Everyone squirmed, refusing to look at him. “Hm. Reid, come on, the room is ready for you.”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes. You look exhausted as it is.”

“I’m fine, Hotch, I promise.”

“Didn’t I say no arguing?”

Reid sighed, following Hotch into the room. It was nothing special really, but it had a couch by the wall, a table and a chair for when you needed complete privacy while working or eating, and a small window with the blinds closed, just in case you needed daylight. Hotch rarely was in here, and he had no doubts his agents barely knew of its existence.

“There’s blankets and extra pillows,” he said, pointing to a basket. “You get an hour.”

“What if I can’t fall asleep?” Reid asked quietly, arms crossed. Holding himself rather than displaying defiance, Hotch noted.

“Just resting is also good for you.” Hotch softened, taking in the young agent. How much he’d seen much too young. “Please try, Reid. Please.”

Hotch left him before he could reply.

Reid found him 27 minutes later, hair somewhat unruly and his eyes containing something that nearly scared Hotch a bit. “I can’t. Hotch, I can’t.”

“Reid, Reid, calm down. What is it?”

“I can’t sleep.”

“Reid-”

“I just can’t, I-” He ran a hand over his face. “It’s not that I don’t want to.”

He saw the frustration in the kid now. How he probably spent weeks trying and failing to get the rest he needed. How that was slowly etching itself into his bones and spilling over.

Hotch sighed, wondering if he was crossing a line. “Come with me.”

They went back to the room and Hotch had him sit down next to him on the couch.

“Relax,” he told him. “It’s okay. I want to try something.”

“Okay.”

“I do this to Jack when he can’t sleep. I know you’re not a child,” he added when Reid opened his mouth. “But I think this could help as long as you’re not uncomfortable with me touching you.”

“Uh.”

“Or we can get someone else to do it. Maybe Morgan.”

“What exactly do you have in mind?”

“Jack relaxes when I stroke his back,” he explained, finding himself smiling softly. “I figured sometimes you just need to know that someone is there. It also helps you relax.”

Reid exhaled. “Is that- something you want to do for me?”

“Of course.” Hotch said it with no hesitation, although still wondering if it was appropriate. But their job literally involved them sleeping and eating and crying around each other. He saw no reason why this would be different. “If you want me to.”

“I guess it can’t hurt,” Reid mumbled, suddenly blushing and turning away from him. “I, uh, should I lie down?”

Hotch hadn’t thought of the details. “Yes, I’ll- I’ll sit on the chair.”

“Okay.”

It was awkward, as they shuffled to get in position. Hotch wheeled the chair over, realizing it was probably much too high for him to comfortably touch Reid, but it would have to do. Reid was facing the back of the couch, visibly tense and waiting for Hotch to approach.

“Just tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”

“Are you gonna keep doing it until I fall asleep? Because that will probably take hours.”

Hotch really hadn’t thought this through. “I’ll do it for a bit just to help you relax, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I’m gonna touch you now, okay?”

“Okay.”

It was strange, to be petting your co-worker, but to be fair it wasn’t the strangest thing he’d done for this job. Reid lay completely still as Hotch let his fingertips run over his back, over his spine and shoulder blades and the nape of his neck. He shivered slightly, which made Hotch smile. Despite everything Reid hadn’t lost his humanity.

“How’s that?”

“Feels good,” Reid mumbled. Hotch could imagine him blushing, eyes closing and mouth slightly agape.

“And a little weird?”

Reid breathed out a laugh. “And a little weird,” he agreed.

Hotch laughed too, running his fingers down Reid’s spine toward his lower back. “Well, hopefully you’ll relax anyway- oh.”

Reid had twitched away from him with a yelp, glancing back at him briefly enough for Hotch to catch his panicked expression. “Uh.”

“Did I cross a line?” Hotch asked, equally as panicked.

“No, no, I just- Ugh.” He turned back around, pressing his face to the couch. “I think I’m good now, sir, thank you, you can leave now.”

“Reid, what-”

“I’ll fall asleep in no time.”

“Reid.” Hotch grabbed his arm. “What happened?”

Reid sighed. “It’s stupid.”

“If I overstepped-”

“You did nothing wrong, it just tickled.”

“Oh.”

Oh.

“I didn’t know you were ticklish.”

“How could you have known?”

“I’ll be more careful. Is it just your lower back?”

Reid didn’t reply instantly. “My sides. Back ribs. Shoulder blades if you’re being very gentle.”

“I see.”

“Neck too.”

“So I have about one fourth of your back that’s safe to touch,” he joked and Reid groaned, clearly embarrassed. “Sorry. I’ll be careful. Although it would have been fun to hear you giggle.”

“I don’t giggle.”

“I’m sure that’s a lie.” In a moment of rare playfulness, Hotch gave Reid’s side a poke, earning something akin to a shriek. “Sorry.”

“You did that on purpose.”

“I think I know what to do now next time you refuse to sleep.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“I would. Now be still and let me continue. I promise not to tickle you.”

Reid did. Hotch deserved a medal for keeping his word.

#tickling #ticklish!spencer reid #hotch and reid #criminal minds #criminal minds fic #n writes #what to name this hmmm #hotch makes reid nap #lol #for masterpost purposes #ask

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synthleeius · 6 months

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masterpost 🪩

heyyy <33 my names syn and i use he/him xx enjoy stalking (me too though)

(ps; im a minor [14-16] so 25+ pls dni!)

Disclaimer!; this is a sfw tkl blog ⭐️

requests currently; open!

but honestly no guarantees😭

writing tag -> #syns stuff

reblog tag -> #others stuff

writing boundaries!!

fandom list;

genshin impact

spiderverse

percy jackson (the tv show + TSATS)

genshin impact;

a well deserved break - ler!venti + lee! reader

anticipation (tickletober) - ler!venti + lee!reader

accidental (tickletober) - ler!aether + lee!xiao

afternoon - ler!xiao + lee!aether

magic tricks - ler!aether + lee!lyney

drunken antics - ler!aether + lee!venti

august slipped away - ler!tighnari + lee!aether

new years day - ler!aether + lee!xiao

drabbles

lee!albedo + ler!aether

lee!aether + ler!lyney

obey me!;

knismesis - ler!solomon + lee!reader

unnamed fic - ler!solomon + lee!reader

ler!solomon hcs + lee!reader drabble

spiderverse;

weak spot (tickletober) - ler!hobie + lee!gwen

BSD;

unnamed fic - ler!reader + lee!dazai

big mouth;

big mouth hcs

#tk masterpost #genshin tickles #genshin tickle #genshin impact tickle #genshin impact tickles #big mouth tickle #big mouth tickles #spiderverse tickle #spiderverse tickles #syns stuff #bongou stray dogs tickles #bongou stray dogs tickle #tickle fics #tickle fic #tickle fluff #obey me tickle #obey me tickles

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starlightrosa · 12 days

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Welcome!

Heya, my name’s Rosa! 19 years old, and returning to Tumblr after a good while away. Just some general housekeeping to do, bear with me please <3

What I WILL write: ✅

Angst

Fluff

Comfort

Light gore (whichever stories have these, i will tag appropriately.)

Non-tickle stories too if asked <3

What I will NOT write: ❌

Smut in any degree.

Gore-centric fics/obviously NSFW topics

Yes, a fair few of these are gonna be tickle fics, because tickling is cute and happiness is my lifeblood. But everything will be SFW and kept fluffy as possible for your sanity <3

TAGS

#rosa writes - my writing tag :D

#rosa chats - general tag for non-writing things

You're more than welcome to ask questions, and pop in a request using the fandoms below:

FANDOMS:

Detroit Become Human

Welcome Home

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

The Amazing Digital Circus

Baldur’s Gate 3

Gravity Falls

#hazbin hotel #hazbin tickles #dbh tickle #welcome home tickles #helluva boss tickle #Baldur's gate tickle #tadc tickles #rosa chats #bg3 tickling #gravity falls tickle #masterpost

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cantsaythetword · 8 months

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Hi! Idk if your still doing fics but can you do a stucky tickle fic about Steve being grumpy and bucky cheering him up and then Steve tickled bucky for revenge and Peter is just watching the whole thing? Thank you so much if you do!

Hi! Sorry this took so long to get to! Love me a good stucky prompt hehehe :D Thanks for being patient for it, hope the fic is alright!!

Every Hero has an Achilles Heel

~A/N - I'll be honest, this fic is a litttttle self-indulgent cause it's based off of a super lee-ass thought my brain came up with so enjoy my delirious inventions of an exhausted crow.

As usual, this fic is set pre - Infinity War/Endgame cause otherwise characters are missing etc. so it's very early Peter Parker :)

A very cute prompt from w1nt37 coming right up!

- Enoy! ~

Tag List: @mysterious-marvel

Masterpost Link

"Mr Barnes?"

A small voice broke Bucky out of his concentrated state. He had been working on upgrading his arm for who knows how long at this point, and to be honest he probably needed a break.

Bucky turned towards the voice - Peter's, of course - and gave him a smile. "Hey kid, what's up?"

Peter let out the breath he had been holding since asking for Bucky's attention. "It's Mr Rogers, he seems a bit… annoyed? Or upset, maybe…"

Bucky nodded, offering the reassurance and encouragement that Peter obviously needed. God, it seemed like no matter how many missions the kid did with them he would never relax.

"And I just thought… I figured you were probably the best person to tell… to see if you could help?"

"Yeah of course." Bucky grinned as he stood from his workbench and started walking towards the door. "I've handled a cranky Steve before I know just what'll fix him."

Peter half-jogged through the halls to keep himself beside Bucky. "I didn't mean he was grumpy, like he didn't do anything bad or anything I jus-"

"Relax, kid." Bucky chuckled. "Whatever Steve's feeling, I'll sort it."

The pair entered the main living room, finding Steve sitting on a barstool hunched over the bench. His eyes were closed, but it was obvious he wasn't sleeping.

"Hey punk." Bucky taunted playfully. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Steve said, feinting honesty but his tone was too flat to pull it off.

Bucky flopped down into a stool next to his friend, leaning an elbow on the countertop. "You know, I remember a stretching routine that used to fix you up every time you felt grumpy."

Steve let out an amused huff. "Really Buck? Yoga?"

"What?" Bucky grinned. "Old people love yoga, don't knock it 'til you try it Grandpa."

That got a legitimate chuckle from Steve. "Wow, your way to cheer me up is through insults?"

"It'll have to be unless you stand up."

With a roll of his eyes, Steve pushed off the stool and took a few steps back for space. "Better?"

Bucky nodded, "it'll do," before standing up himself and moving next to his friend. "Now, raise your arms straight out in front of you, as far as they go."

As Steve followed the instruction, Bucky flashed a wink at Peter (who had been half-hiding in the corner of the room for the whole exchange).

"Now," Bucky continued, "move your hands out to either side, keeping your arms nice and straight."

"Bucky this is stupid, I'm-"

"Nononono you're almost done I swear!" Bucky interjected, not allowing Steve to finsh his complaint. "Put your hands on your head and try to pull your elbows back so they touch."

As Steve did this, Bucky slowly crept behind the ex-soldier - hands already in a claw shape.

"You know Buck, this actually does streEHETCH NO BUCKY!" Steve tried to say before interrupting himself with a shriek.

Bucky had wrapped his arms around his friend in an inescapable tickle-hug. His hands free to claw and vibrate up and down Steve's ribcage while his arms did the hard work of keeping the now-collapsed supersoldier somewhat upright.

Poor Steve's knees had buckled the second Bucky's fingers made contact, and he had immediately curled in on himself like an armadillo to try and protect his poor ribs.

But his attacker had almost limitess access to any and all of the sensitive spots on the sides of his body, and Bucky defintely had plans to use them all. As Bucky worked his left hand up into Steve's armpit, and his right down to Steve's hip bone, Peter couldn't keep a straight face any longer.

"Captain America's ticklish?" He giggled out.

'NOHOHO!" Steve squealed in response.

It was Bucky's turn to roll his eyes. "In case you could't tell, Steve's lying through his teeth."

Peter nodded with a laugh.

"YEAH WEHEHELL-" Steve spluttered out through desperate shrieks. "YOU KNOHOHOW- YOU KNOW WHOHOHO EHEHEHE- BUHUCKY PLEHEHEASE!"

"Take your time buddy." Bucky teased, continuing his ruthless attack on Steve's nervous system.

"BUHUCKY'S TIHICKLISH TOHOHOO!!"

"Don't you dare." Bucky froze for a moment.

Bad move.

Taking his opportunity without a second thought, Steve twisted out of Bucky's grasp and shoved his hands under Bucky's arms. Bucky absolutely squealed as cackles bubbled out of his mouth.

Peter stared, mouth agape in shock.

"STEHEHEVE WAHAHAIT!" Bucky begged as he was hoisted over Cap's shoulder, the backs of his thighs being ruthlessly squeezed.

"Looks like I'm not the only ticklish supersoldier around here." Steve grinned, practically throwing Bucky onto the couch next to Peter and letting his fingers skitter along Bucky's collarbones.

"STOHOP IT YOU JEHERK!"

Peter laughed. "Is every super hero ticklish?"

Steve paused for a minute to let Bucky catch his breath. "It seems like it." He said with a small laugh.

Bucky grinned from under his friend. "But we could always check…"

It only took the pair exchanging a playful glance for Peter to put two and two together. Unfortunately, Peter barely had time to squeal before the two super soldiers tackled him.

The poor kid was screwed before he even hit the floor.

#fic #mine #ask #stucky tickle fic #peter is also there lmao #also someone remind me to repost this on AO3 tomorrow or something lol #and to add it to my masterpost

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coy-lee · 11 months

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I just updated the CRAP out of my TK Masterpost. It's now up in my description so y'all can go and check it out whenever you'd like!

#update #tickle masterpost #It got bigger @-@#In a good way X3

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veryblushyswitch · 9 months

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✨ Webtoon/Comic Hcs ✨

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Heartstopper Masterlist

Gabriel Picolo ~ Beast Boy & Raven

#masterpost #tickle masterpost #masterlist #tickle masterlist #webtoon tickle #webtoon tickle hcs #webtoon tickle headcanons #comic tickle #comic tickle hcs #comic tickle headcanons

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kanene-yaaay · 4 months

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Cuddle Time

Kanene's notes: This was supposed to just be posted tomorrow but I got too excited dfghjhgfgh. I am extremaly weak for any fanfic with cuddles and Guapoduo so I decided to get one of my favorite tropes and add some giggly fluff to it. Hope you like!

Warnings: This is a tickle fic. There's a lot of swearing. But besides that, this is purely fluff with a pinch of angsty thoughts that are barely there before going away. Ler!Roier and Ticklish!Cellbit. Around 2.500 words. My spanish is still something I'm trying to improve so pls forgive any grammar mistakes.

[~*~]

Roier was on his lap.

This was a common occurrence, nowadays. Still, it made Cellbit’s heartbeat in a samba rhythm before calming down to a song of safety and happiness every time he thought about it. Feelings which only increased as Roier kept idly playing with his hair and massaging his scalp.

Technically, he knew exactly what his husband was doing. He used the same technique every time the detective got too lost in his enigmas, trying to claw and rip his way into the Federation’s secrets so they could have a tiny chance to escape from this island. First he would come to his office (not the one in Order Theoritas, but the old one because he kept forgetting to move the computer to the new building) and call him to go home, one, two, even three times before giving up and following one of the three usual routes:

1) Going away and doing whatever project he had in mind - usually with Richarlyson, - ending up in their Castle to sleep when he was over.

2) Staying on the coach nearby and sing while going through his albums, both the one with their investigations or the other with their daily lives, pulling Cellbit’s attention from time to time to remember some lost memory while showing him a fun picture of Cellbit’s first day in the island or Foolish shooting Slime in their wedding.

3) Deciding to make this the perfect opportunity to have his own quality cuddle time with his husband. This route usually brought plenty of other options that could consist in: Choosing to drap himself on the other’s shoulders and play with his free hand, talking about any and everything or just keeping the soft silence between them. Or giving him a massage, not without chuckling and throwing pokes of fun in a teasy tune about how the other would absolutely melt with the touch and pretend that he wasn’t fighting to keep his eyes open.

Sometimes, like this one, he would simply sit on his lap and rest his face on the creek of his neck, smiling half amused and half fondly about how Cellbit wouldn’t even comment or blink when he decided to do that, just open his arms and then keep writing or typing when he was comfortable on the new position.

The brazilian couldn’t actually point with precise exaction when each route was chosen every time, especially since others factors played in this like his husband’s feelings, Forever and Felps coming with Roier to help him to pull him out of the dark places of his mind after a bad day of working for the Federation or when Richarlyson would be around, wanting to spend time with him and Cellbit would be too much of a butter heart to actually deny his son anything under the Sun.

(He was doing all of this for them after all.)

Even when he thought he had finally come to find a pattern in Roier’s choices, his love would just come with a new route or decision that would totally throw him off the track and oblige him to reorganize all his thoughts.

But it was okay. He didn’t mind being wrong in this at all. Actually, it was like a domestic, nice puzzle that Cellbit could spend the rest of their lives trying to solve and he just couldn’t wait for when this would be his only worry.

He only was certain on one thing: most of the time Roier preferred to keep the third option for when Cellbit spent too much time on his books and forgot to keep up with simple human things like day and night, sleep schedules and eating. Cellbit was actually grateful that, even so, his husband would still keep trying to quietly convince him to let go of his enigmas with soft touches, some jokes, distracting kisses and complaints until the other finally caved and went home with him than Roier actively coming and physically pulling him out of his chair to rest.

Even if the idea of being carried in his strong arms, toned with muscles and strength, would sometimes make his brain and face fry, both knew that his investigation was way too important and his mind too set in find a solution for him to try to rest even when papers and books and photos weren’t in front of him. This action would just make both of their frustration grow when his thoughts wouldn’t just shut off and Roier wouldn't get to rest as well.

So, they played this game.

Roier pretended that each one of his moves were just him enjoying some quality time with his husband and not a plan to lovely break his resolve bit by bit until he went to eat and sleep and Cellbit pretended that he wasn’t, piece by piece, archiving a few good leads to follow on the next days and finishing his thoughts with the ones he already had in hand as yawns crept their way up his throat with each minute of the snuggle.

Right now the mexican was rubbing his back, changing from feeling the goosebumps following his fingertips when they lightly traced the skin to listening to his small (barely even audibles if he wasn’t so close) appreciative hums when he firmly pressed his thumbs in circles on his shoulders, following the path to his neck and going back before re-starting his circle.

(...)

It’s been a couple of hours since Roier first appeared and demanded cuddles - determined to make his husband get out of his office this night after spending the last three days there, - until he finally stopped listening to the typing of his computer. He turned his head from its resting place on the other’s shoulders, watching as Cellbit pinched the bridge of his nose with a tired, frustrated expression on his face.

Trying to know anything about their current prison was a painfully slow and exhausting process. It was no news to watch the shadows under his husband’s eyes get darker and darker as each answer brought other 4 new questions. Sometimes, Cellbit would confess in the sleepless nights, he came out of his investigations feeling much emptier than when he started, sensing his hope starting to give out to desperation.

And how could Roier let him shimmer in those thoughts under his supervision?

He turned around and kissed his chin, hands slowly creeping up to his sides, laying there for comfort and warmth as Cellbit twitched instinctively, sighed and opened a tiny smile at the other, letting his hand fall on Roier’s arm and rubbing circles there, still staring at the computer.

“Terminó? (Did you finish?) Did you already…” he then began typing idly on the back of the chair, pretending to be the detective “....hacked la Federacion?” (the Federation?)

“Uh hm, uh hum.” Cellbit immediately jumped on his silliness, also typing quickly and senselessly on his computer before doing a lower, grave voice full of glitching. “I’m in.”

“Apoco si, pendejo.” (Sure, stupid.)

“É verdade, é verdade. It’s true. I called a boat to come get us all of this, it must be getting close.”

“Si, si. Ya están en Vergiça, cabrón.” (Yes, yes. They’re already got on Dickland, idiot.)

“Oh, did you find them when you went there?”

“En portugués, Cellbit, en portugués.” (In portuguese, Cellbit, in portuguese.)

The brazilian let out a fond snicker, rolling his eyes, trying but not succeeding to hide how much happy it made him that the other was making a true effort to learn his language just as much as he tried to learn spanish.

“Ok, ok. Você encontrou com eles quando foi pra lá?”

“No, no, no. No pude ir porqué (I couldn’t go because) mi pepee is very small.”

Cellbit couldn’t stop the crackle that was fished from his throat at this, hand lightly hitting his tabletop and coming to hide his eyes, losing their battle of keeping a serious face as the conversation grew more and more foolish and they went deeper and deeper in the joke.

Roier smiled. He missed hearing that freeing sound. Even though Cellbit got much more relaxed and happy around him, it was easier to see that, since Jaiden’s mission in that giant dungeon, he had been much more stressed and on edge.

That is why he couldn’t help but immediately reflect the joy in his husband’s face as his laughter took turns in being totally quiet or having high pitched sounds. It was adorable.

Also, it gave him a very good idea.

He absently adjusted his hold on the other’s waist, glad that his smirk was hidden due their position.

“Que te ries, cabrón, eh? Que te ries?” (What are you laughing at, huh, idiot? What are you laughing at?) He threw the bait, already knowing what the other would say.

“Nothing, nothing.” Suddenly a squeal filled the room, which might or not be related with Roier choosing this exact time to rhythmically squeeze his sides, going up and down on the tickle spot quickly and skillfully, counting that the surprise attack and fast scribbling of his fingers would be enough to not allow the other to turn the tables before he could enjoy at least a good amount of Cellbit’s cute laughter. “Guapito!”

“Huh? Que dije, gatinho? No hablo inglés, sorry, sorry.” (Huh? What did you say, gatinho? I don’t speak english, sorry, sorry.)

“Pendejo!” He tried to grab his wrists, but with a swift movement Roier caught one of his hands and intertwined their fingers, pulling his arm up and then having no obstacles to attack his unprotected armpit with all the scratches and pokes that he knew that would make the detective completely lose any trace of coherent thought.

Cellbit threw his head backwards with a short ‘eee’ sound, silent laughter ringing in the air for a few seconds before he tried to become a ball of protection, squeaks and yelps falling like a waterfall from his lips as his hand went from trying to hide his smile to pushing the tickling away.

“Awww, no mames, wey. Cellbit you’re so ticklish, man. You’re ticklish everywhere.”

As if to prove what he was saying, Roier began spidering his fingers anywhere his fingers could reach, prodding the space between his ribs, scribbling on his sides, squeezing his hips, tracing his neck all while watching the other’s laughter descend in a string of high pitched giggling that made his cheeks burn and eyes gleam in mirth.

“Literally ticklish everywhere. A ver, a ver: Boom” (Look at this, look at this)

A poke on his armpit and another squeal shot through the room, more of them following as he kept poking his entire torso randomly, drinking on the gigantic smile on Cellbit’s face. “See? Very, very ticklish. Boom. Boom. Boom.”

“Não, sem cócegas, sem cócegas!” (No, no tickling, no tickling!) His voice was breathless, the words barely understandable with all the giggles.

Roier adjusted himself to a sitting position on his lap, letting go of his arm so both of his hands would be free. Cellbit latched on his wrists but didn’t actually push him away.

“Oh no,” He gasped dramatically, making his voice in a deep tune of despair that he knew sounded ridiculous enough to increase the foolishness of all of this, both of his hands following Cellbit’s torso around when it instinctively tried to squirm away from his hold, digging on any tickle spot available before happily jumping to another, no matter how much the detective tried to wiggle away or cull in protection. “Las cosquillas, Cellbit! Las cosquillas te encontraron, nooo! Ya no puedo salvarlo, és muy tarde.” (The tickles, Cellbit! The tickles found you, nooo! I can no longer save you, it’s too late)

Roier then added a few grunting sounds as he made an entire show of fighting his own hands, throwing himself from one side to another and swearing before finally stopping his attack. He felt a bit silly in doing all that but seeing the blush crept in Cellbit’s neck and how his snickers still danced joyfully in the air for the next few minutes even after he ceased his attack, he felt proud.

The brazilian tried for a third time to open his eyes - black and glinting with a playful mirth and a few unshed tears - and endured exactly two entire seconds of looking at Roier before his chuckling grew anew. Roier couldn’t help but laugh with him.

“Se murió, noo. Estás completamente muerto.” (He died, noo. He is completely dead.)

Cellbit weakly punched his shoulder, his own still bouncing with the leftover laughter.

“Callate, estúpido!” (Shut up, stupid!)

“Eh? Estúpido?” Roier didn’t wait not a single second before clawing on his stomach, sniggering malefically at the surprised crackling that exploded from the other, his hand hitting the tabletop. “Ya está, ya está. Ya no voy más a dejarte ir. Grosseirinho. Gatinho grosseirinho” (Enough, enough. I’m not letting you go, now. Rude. Rude gatinho)

“Desculpa, desculpa.” (I’m sorry, i’m sorry)

“Nah, nah, nah. Con esa boquita me besas?” (Do you kiss me with that mouth?)

With a bolt of strength Cellbit adjusted his hold and pulled the other forward, making him lose his balance and fall on his chest. He lost no time before capturing his lips in a kiss, immediately making Roier’s brain stop and his entire body freeze before melting on his chest, the tickle attack coming to halt, totally forgotten.

They spent a few moments like this before breaking apart.

“Si, con esa boquita te beso.” (Yes, I kiss you with that mouth.) Cellbit replied, satisfied in taking the other’s teasy grin right out his lips.

Roier, ignoring how hot his cheeks felt, snickered at how proud and playful the other’s smirk was, especially when Cellbit didn’t try even the slightest bit to hide how smug he felt since, even with a rushed plan created while he was laughing his ass off, he knew his husband well enough to know exactly what to do to stop his thoughts and attacks immediately.

It wasn’t easy to catch the flirty fighter out of guard but it was worth it every single time.

Still, Roier just couldn’t help himself but tease his love just a tiny little bit more.

“Nah, pinche beso sin fueza. (Nah, what a fucking weak kiss) One more, one more.”

He then lowered his head, pretending to go for another kiss before quickly changing his direction and planting a raspberry on the other’s neck, quickly following it with another and another and a fourth one before losing the battle against his own crackles and resting his forehead on Cellbit’s shoulder, still not believing in the honest to god shriek that came out of the other’s mouth, more laughing quickly following it.

Cellbit sweared at him and lightly pushed his arm, but both just let themselves calm down from the adrenaline and the high in a melody of increasingly quieter giggles.

“How did you say cosquillas in portuguese? Co… consewhat?”

“Nah, nah, nah. I’m not teaching you that.”

“Come on, man!”

Cellbit squeezed his side, making him jump with a yelp and get out of the chair while he was quick to follow, standing on his feet and stretching with a yawn. A worryingly number of cracks followed that action and that made Roier relax, knowing his husband would be too tired to get any revenge now. It was almost 4 am, afterall.

“Outro dia te conto. Vamos, pendejo,” (I will tell you another day. Let’s go, idiot) the detective turned off the computer and held his hand out, giving Roier’s one a tender kiss when he immediately answered the gesture before intertwining their fingers. Roier could feel a bolt of electricity and warmth travel his entire body at that “Let’s go to the castle. I will finish the rest of my work tomorrow.”

Roier kissed his cheek and pulled his warpstone, smiling. “I will follow you, gatinho.”

No matter what or where, he really would.

Cellbit smiled, pulled his own warpstone, starting to disappear in sparkles of purple. “I will wait, guapito.”

And, for forever, that is also true.

They slept relaxed and in peace that night.

[~*~]

Random fun fact: Forever and Felps are the only ones capable of making Cellbit stop working for very different reasons: Forever because he also has a thick skull and can and WILL spend the entire night complaining about the fact that Cellbit isn’t getting out of his office and how HE is already bored for being in his office and even calling Richas and Roier to try to help him. While Felps is because the logic and serious part of his brain automatically shut off everytime his best friend is around and usually they get lost talking about semantics and philosophy and random questions like what can and can not be considered a soup.

#I was today's years old when I discovered that q!Cellbit's eyes are actually black/dark brown like DEFRGYUIOIUHYGT #qsmp tickles #Ticklish!Cellbit #Ler!Roier #yeah when he gets Roier back he will teach him how to say 'cócegas' and asking for him to say it while he is in a mess of laughter #<3 them #qsmp tickling #I could honestly spend hours and hours writing about how I love to read fluffs where they are cuddling and hugging and being soft #and I still wouldn't be done sdrftyuijhj but also I wanted to add a lot of pokes of fun here because they really do be teasing each other-#-all the time #Kanene's fic #Kanene's fanfic #bruh I forgot but I have to update my masterpost augh

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