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notnobot · 4 months

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Lee moods part 1 (logans mood)

TICKLE FIC

Notnobot, "Hello people!!! This is my first fanfic with the sanders, so bare with me. I would also like to announce that I will be starting to take requests for fics, no art because I don't do art, I will be making a request thing a mugig that will tell you what you can request, sorry forgot the name of the stupid thing, please remind me if any of you get the chance. Oh, and ENJOY!!!"

Logan was lying on his bed in one of the biggest lee moods a person could endure, fantasizing about the dreaded t-word while he stretched himself out and hung his feet over his bed. What if someone had been hiding under his bed, then slowly started to drag their fingers over his feet. Or what if someone, maybe patton, came into his room just to tickle his tummy until he was out of breath. Those both sounded pretty nice right about now, logan thought.

After about ten whole minutes of swimming in a six foot deep lee mood, logan decided to head to the living room in hopes someone there would be willing to tickle him.

As he walked towards the living room, he could hear someone laughing. He entered the living room only to see roman on the couch being tickled by patton.

"Ehehehe, pahahaAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE" Roman laughed as patton found an extra ticklish spot near his armpits, not noticing that logan was standing on the threshold of the living room door, only able to watch in pure silence.

Patton, on the other hand, did notice logan. "Wanna help? He is a pretty wiggley wiggle worm, could use an extra pare of hands." Patton asked cheerfully. Logan just stood there and started giggling.

Patton, being the one and only tickle monster of the mind palace, realized that logan had been in a lee mood. Oh yeah, he was in trouble now.

Patton stopped his attack on roman the second he realized this. Roman, once he caught his breath, saw Patton's face and knew someone was in a lee mood. He turned around only to see the mind palaces pocket protector, red in the face, giggling.

Both patton and roman had the same mischievous look on their faces. Roman had actually gotten up and picked up logan to bring him over to the couch, and guess what, logan gave absolutely no fight what so ever. All while Patton was wiggling his fingers waiting for logan to be brought over to him to give him the tickles he so very much wanted.

"Lee mood, huh? Well, don't worry, my ticklish friend, you will get the tickles you so very much want and deserve." Roman teased as he flopped logan onto the couch so his tummy was open for tickling.

Patton sat on his legs so he could tickle his tummy, ribs, and sides while roman was standing by his armpits, ready to tickle at any given moment. Logan didn't even protest. All he did was giggle, waiting for the tickles.

"Pick a number, Lolo." Said patton excitedly. For a moment, logan just giggled, thinking about what the number could mean. It could mean the time they tickled him for, or it could be the time he must wait to be tickled.

Logan thought that it was more likely that it was for the time he had to wait to get tickled, so "ehehe twohohoho plehehehase!"

"Two, it is!" Roman said, "Would you like to count down for us logan?" Logan looked at the two with a flushing face. They were really gonna make him do that?!?! Of all the ways to tease him! Well, logan thought, it's only two seconds.

"Ohohkahay," Logan started, "twohohoho, ohohone, zerohoHOHOHO!" Logan laughed. Roman was softly tracing circles inside his armpits while Patton was digging into his tummy. The ticklish sensations were unbearable, but he loved every last second of it.

"Awww, my cute little nerd is all giggly and cute. What more could a dad ask for?" Patton cooed.

"Yes, he is pretty cute, isn't he?" Roman answered,

After about five minutes of tickling, their favorite nerd, roman had to get it really going, for logan's sake, of course.

"Hay Patton, isn't it time for our afternoon snack?"

Patton looked at roman with the most mischievous, sly smile that roman had ever seen. "Oh, how could I have forgotten our afternoon snack?! We must find a suitable snack for today, but what?"

The two were talking as though there was not a laughing, wiggling logan right in front of them. His giggles, laughs, and snorts filled the room. He was truly lost in tickles, drowning almost.

Roman looked down at logan to see he was still holding up quite well for how long they had been tickling him, so why not tickle him a little more intensely, right?

Roman gave patton a sly grin, and in a smooth voice, he said, "Well, raspberries are very tasty and nutritious. Why not have some of those?"

"NOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHE RAHAHSBEHERRIEHEHES!" Logan protested, not meaning a single word of it.

With that, patton pushed up logan's shirt and blew raspberry after raspberry on his poor tummy.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEH! IHIHIT'S SOHOHOHO TIHIHICKLEHEHEHE!"

Patton stopped with the raspberries but kept his face on logans belly to soak in all his beautiful laughter. Roman, however, had moved down to logan's ribs to keep him giggling, but no longer laughing as hard as he was with the raspberries.

Roman had stopped with his tickling to let logan calm down. Patton went to fetch him a glass of water while roman got him some apple slices. Logan gladly took all the snacks and drinkage he was offered before sitting on the couch leaning on patton.

"So," started patton, "was it all you wanted?" Logan cuddled closer to patton and nodded, with the biggest smile any of them had ever seen logan wear.

He was happy, they were happy, everyone was happy, even virgil! All the laughter had concerned him, so he came downstairs to find logan all smiliey and roman and patton all happy as well. Virgil had joined in to cuddle logan while he was still happy and smiley.

"All tickled out, huh?" Asked virgil with a small smile already forming on his face. Logan looked up at him and nodded, cuddling back into virgil as well as patton. In the end, they all took a nice relaxing nap on the couch.

The end

Sorry, it's short, guys. I didn't have much time to make it. Hope you all enjoyed it, because I enjoyed making it for you! More will be coming soon!!!

#lee!logan #ler!roman #ler!patton #sanders sides #sanders sides tickling #tickling fluff #me in a lee mood guys #sanders sides fanfic

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hallows-evening · 5 months

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PART TWO of this fic!! Thank you to all who enjoyed the first part, I was really nervous to share it but I'm glad so many people loved it and found it cute n silly :D

Long after the events of the shenanigans inside the elevator, Pest finally decided to take up Poob's invitation to one their parties.

This one's a little long on accident (I may have been having too much fun writing it lol) but it has a little bonus at the end ^w^

⚠️ This is a tickle fic!! If that makes you uncomfortable, scroll on! ⚠️

NSFW / FETISH / PROSHIP DNI

🍂 Switch!Pest (he/they), Switch!Poob (they/them) 🎃

feat. Gnarpy, Split, Wallter, Infected, Dr. Retro, and Mark being goofy goobers

The large, almost blocky looking house loomed above them, with lights flashing through the windows and music blaring. Pest almost regret coming, but they had nothing better to do and thought maybe they could snag a few coins from the partygoers inside. He knocked on the door, and almost instantaneously Poob flung the door open.

"PESTY!!!" they exclaimed, quickly pulling Pest into a hug they were not-so-fond of, but couldn't be bothered to deny it. Poob released him, and scooted backwards into the house, beckoning for him to follow them. He reluctantly followed into the living room, looking around and adjusting their eyes and ears to the lights and sounds.

They took note of Gnarpy and Infected in the corner of the room, having a mock fight, Gnarpy being acting animated with a dramatic air about xem as Infected yelled incoherent words, possibly drunk. Split, Wallter, and Mark were hanging out near the couch, holding drinks in their hands and seemingly in a conversation. As Pest walked past them, Split waved her hand at them and smiled, before resuming to her drink and the convo.

Poob had already left Pest by the snack table, and was dancing excitedly near the boombox with Dr. Retro twisting and turning next to them (dancing? Pest was going to assume she was dancing.)

He was already getting overwhelmed by all the noises and lights, so, quickly looking around to make sure nobody was watching, they grabbed all the food they could carry from the snack table and quickly moved down the hallway and into the farthest room where the music was quieter and not so ear-destroying. They sat down on the sofa, placing all their goodies next to them. They hadn't eaten in a day or so, having been too busy "collecting" money for his private projects, so, might as well. Unfortunately, he didn't do it stealthily enough.

Pest was about to pop a cupcake in his mouth when he heard a snicker and saw Poob in the doorway, looking at him and their stash. "Ya could've just asked me to make you actual food! This stuff is junky, no nutrients." They ran over and sat down next to Pest, making the sofa bounce a little upon impact. "But hey, are you okay? You're looking a lil nervous!" They tilted their head at Pest, trying to read their expression but knowing those red eyes reveal nothing.

Pest looked away, giving them the silent treatment knowing his plan at getting some snacks (and eventually if it worked, some people's money) failed. He was so focused on looking away that he hadn't noticed Poob's hand getting closer. "Somebody's getting grumpy." they teased, squeezing Pest's side and quickly scooting away on the couch, knowing how to rile up the beetle. Pest scoffed, letting out a clicky growl and a mischevious grin. "Oh, #### you!" They moved at scary speeds across the couch, spilling the food on the ground, too fast for Poob to be able to make a run for it, and instantly they were on top of them.

They squealed out of fright, their brain not moving fast enough to defend themself against an angry beetle. "I'M SORRY I'M S- SAHAOAHAHORY!!!!!!!!" They instantly fell into a laughing fit as Pest kneaded at their stomach, taken by surprise by how well their plan worked. It was about time they got revenge for that elevator fiasco.

Poob pushed and shoved at the beetle, but to no avail. Next best thing they could do was squirm and try to throw him off, trying to use their weight to make them fall off the couch. "PEEHEHEHEEHEST!!!"

They stopped and tilted their head down at them, looking at them with an innocent smile (well, as innocent as he could look, which just made them look more terrifying). "Hmm, yes?" He took note of the way Poob was already flustered to bits.

"I- I-" Poob's eyes looked at the wall and back at Pest, confusing them. What they didn't notice in that small moment was their hands inching to his sides...

Pest barked a laugh as Poob's fingers digged into his sides, flinching away enough for him to scoot up and overtake them. "IF IT'S A TICKLE FIGHT YOU WANT, YOU'LL GET IT!!" they yelled playfully, poking and prodding at their underarms. "NOHOOHO THAAHAAT ISN'T-" He yelped at Poob's dancing fingers going down to his belly, attacking the same spot he did on them. "That isn't what?? I'll let you know I WILL win this fight!" Poob teased.

He refused to let them win, using the last of his strength to squeeze at Poob's hips, causing them to let out a high-pitched squeal and to stop their onslaught for a second. Pest wriggled out from under Poob, crawling up on top of them again. "WAIT WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS-" "Talk about what?" Pest clicked their tongue, their hands sliding up to underneath Poob's arms against their ribs. They panicked, trying to kick him off, knowing that if they went there that would be the end of this little battle.

They dodged a quick kick from Poob, squeezing their knee and earning an adorable snort from them. "You're all kinds of sensitive, huh?" He mumbled, enjoying the sight before him. Poob blushed and tried pushing at him, stupidly exposing their ribs; Pest striked instantly. Poob turned into a hysteric, screaming mess, their pleas turning into incoherent gibberish as Pest clawed gently at their weak spot, Poob's clothes making the sensation 10x worse. Poob was so glad the music in the living room was too loud for anybody else to hear them go absolutely insane.

Poob gave up defending their sides and instead went back to bucking and kicking and now pushing at Pest's face, which was a huge mistake on their end. Pest's mandibles clamped down on their wrist, holding it in place, which meant they were now one defense short. He used one hand to attack their ribs, the other to scratch and scribble in their armpit, which made their laughter (somehow) get louder. Pest chuckled to himself, and, finally satisfied in their revenge, stopped and let Poob breathe, releasing their arm as well.

Tears were flowing down Poob's face from laughing so hard, and they continued to giggle from the phantom sensations, covering their face with their hands. Pest climbed off, watching them as they slowly sat up, pulling their legs towards themself. Poob's party hat and Pest's cap had fallen off during that little fight, now laying on the floor unfortunately laying in a splattered mess of frosting from the cupcakes.

Pest felt funny, struggling to take their eyes off of Poob as they watched them pick up their hat and (grossly) put it back on their head with it still covered in frosting. He enjoyed the way they were smiling, and he couldn't help but think they had a cute, bubbly laugh that he wouldn't mind hearing again, on a different day.

"Do you uh...... need help? Cleaning up." They said, looking at the mess as they picked up their own cap and tried to flick specks of food off of it.

"Uh yeah, if you dohon't mind-" A small giggle escaped Poob, finding it sorta funny Pest would offer to help them clean up of all things. They definitely wouldn't mind some more alone time with him, though. They smiled, and the sight gave Pest a strange feeling in his chest that wasn't his usual hatred for the bubbly character, and confused him more. Somehow, it made them feel a little happy to spend some more time with Poob.

-=+=- LATER...

The music had been turned down, and the strobe lights turned off. It was almost midnight by now. Infected had fell asleep with a lamp on his head, and Dr. Retro and Mark had left a bit ago to get some proper rest. Which left her with Gnarpy and Wallter, who were currently watching whatever interesting documentary was on at this hour on the T.V.

Split had thought she heard a yell near the back of the house, but because of how dark it was once the lights were off, she was too scared to investigate and had just told herself it was an owl. She's been wondering where Poob and Pest had gone off to.

"Hey.. guys?" she said.

"UGHHH. What iz it NOW??" Gnarpy spat out, annoyed at Split having distracted xem from the documentary. It was an alien documentary, and xe had been interested in how similar aliens looked to xeir own species.

Wallter yawned, looking as if he was about to fall asleep on the spot. "...Yeah?"

"Do you know where Poob and Pest went? They've been missing for a couple hours."

"They're probably making out or zzzomething!!! That'z what you lozerzz do right?" Xe flicked xeir tail, focusing on the T.V. again. Wallter blinked at Gnarpy, then looked at Split. "Uhhh... how do we know that bug didn't kill Poob? You know they hate them."

Split gasped and quickly got up. "WE NEED TO FIND THEM!!!"

Wallter yawned again, and adjusted himself to be more comfortable on the couch. "I dunno. Sure they're fine. We'd have heard screaming if it was true."

This freaked Split out more when she remembered the yelling she heard earlier, so that she wiped her glasses clean, quietly sprinted down to the hallway she heard the sounds from, and turned the hallway light on. Tip-toeing nervously down it, she peeked in every other room, shakily turning the lights on in ones she was unsure of.

The last room she peeked in, calmed her down. "Oh..." she breathed, looking at Poob and Pest sleeping next to each other against the couch, cleaning supplies next to them. She didn't know whether to bother them or not, but she quickly went to search for the bedroom again, grabbed the nearest blanket she could, and very slowly and silently wrapped it around them.

Pest had let out a grumble, which had sent her heart racing out of fear she accidentally woke him up, but they had just snuggled closer to Poob, and at that she finished putting down the blanket and left the room, turning the lights off as she went back to the living room. I'm sure they'll be fine. she thought, settling back down on the couch, Wallter having fallen asleep and Gnarpy still very focused on xeir show.

#tickle fic #sfw tickle fic #tickling #tickle fluff #tickling fluff #tickle content #sfw tickle content

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fluffyweeby · 16 days

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Head empty just AngelHusk tickles 😶

Stay hydrated everyone! 💧💜

#tickle art #tickle fluff #tickle fanart #fanart #hazbin hotel #hazbin art #lee!husk #ler!angeldust #angel dust #huskerdust #hazbin husk #ilovehazbinhotelsomuchijustcaniwatchedit3timesalreadyyybdhdndjdjxnsmsxjcdnxks

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alastor-simp · 3 months

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"Ticklish, My Dear?" - Alastor x Reader Oneshot

"Knock-knock, my dear!" Alastor was waiting for you to open you bedroom door. He sought you out to help calm himself down after dealing with Angel's raunchy flirts. He nearly destroyed the lobby with his tentacles, but thankfully Charlie was able to stop him before he went to far and nearly send Angel to double hell. "Its open Al!", you yelled out from the other side of the door. Entering inside, Alastor saw you next to your bed, holding up a black dress, along with other clothes laying on the bed. Smiling wider, he made his way over to you: "Salutations, my dear! What are you doing on this fine evening?" Smiling back, you held the dress closer to your body and faced the mirror: "Nothing much. Niffty happened to have gone shopping and she got me some cute clothes, so I wanted to try them on, but I don't know which one to try first." Alastor continued to stare at you as you stayed facing the mirror, then he turned his attention to the dress in your hands and the others on the bed. The dresses on your bed was a short gothic black dress with long lace sleeves, a blue and white polka dot front dress with a bow, and a short red cocktail dress with a black lace front. (Dress images are below)

His eyes were drawn more to the cocktail dress, so he grabbed that one and approached you. Turning around, you saw Alastor holding up one of the dresses: "Try on this one, my dear!" Thanking Al, you grabbed the red dress and headed towards the bathroom to put it on.

As Al watched you leave to the bathroom, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked over your room. Eyeing the wall, he saw the photos that you had taken of him and the others. Some were of Charlie and Vaggie being an adorable couple, some were of Husk and Angel passed out together, and the others were all group photos. Alastor smiled at the photo you had taken of him. He was inside his radio tower, leaning back against the chair, smiling as he gave his broadcast. The both of you had become the best of friends when he first arrived at the hotel to offer Charlie his services. The both of you bonded over your love for music and also had a love for pranking people, which came in handy when you both wanted to annoy Angel. Lost in thought, Alastor's ears jolted when he heard you call his name. Turning around, his eyes grew wide as he saw you walk out wearing the beautiful dress. Smiling shyly, you had tried on the dress, but you were not able to reach the zipper, so you asked if Al would be able to help you. “Of course, my dear! Allow me!", he said as told you to face the window to give him better access to the zipper.

*Zipppp*, Alastor had succeeded in zipping up your dress, and placed his hands on your hips: "There we are my dear! You look extravagant!" Jumping up from the contact, you moved away from Alastor: "WAH! Don't touch me there!" Wrapping your arms across your abdomen, covering your sides, you backed away from Al, who was staring at you confused. "Why the strange reaction my dear? Are you injured by any chance?", Alastor said as he tiled his head at you, still frozen in shock at your reaction. Shaking your head at Alastor, you told him you were fine and said to him what the real reason was: "S-orry for overreacting. Its just I'm very ticklish there." Alastor took a second to process your words, then he inched closer to you, his smile turned mischievous and his eyes were locked on you like you were prey. "Ticklish, my dear?" Realizing what was happening, you backed up against the mirror and pleaded with Al. Alastor inched closer and closer to you, as he was wriggling his fingers at you. Trying to find a way out, you sidestepped him and rushed for the door. *SNAP* Hearing a snap from behind you, your body teleported and landed on your bed. Trying to get up, you were then felt something wrap around your legs and arms, and realized Al was using his black tentacles to hold you in place: "AL! LET ME GO!" Craning your head up, you saw Alastor at the foot of your bed, smiling as big as the Joker, before he sat down and crawled his way on top of you.

"*Evil cackling* No can do, my dear!" Alastor then placed his hands on your sides, and began to rapidly tickle you. "NOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOPPPPPPPP!!" You screamed out, while squirmed around trying to break free from the tentacles. "Laugh my dear!", Al said as he was finding this very entertaining, enjoying the sounds of your laughter. You were starting to run out of breath from Al's tickle attack, as you kept trying to move and screamed out: "AL! ENOUGH! PLEASE! UNCLE! UNCLE!" After a few more minutes, Alastor stopped tickling you, and allowed you to breathe. "HAHA! Enjoyed yourself my dear?" Alastor smiled down at you, as he snapped his fingers, releasing you from the black tendrils. "Pant-pant Your an a**." You panted out your answer, as you glared at Alastor. Alastor smiled wider: "Incorrect! I'm a dear, darling!" You noticed that Al was still sitting on the bed, and your arms were free now. Feeling it was time for some payback, you placed your hands on his torso and tickled him back: "PAYBACK!" You continued to move your fingers, but Alastor was not squirming in the slightest. Looking up at him, you saw that he was still smiling at you with his eyebrow raised. "Are you not ticklish?" you asked him, as you dropped your hands down, stopping your tickle payback. Shaking his head was a clear answer to you that he was not ticklish. "Afraid not, my dear! Looks like your plan for payback failed!", he said while smirking down at you, leaning closer to your face as he was still hovering over you.

The both of you said nothing as you stopped and stared at each other. Your heart was going a mile a minute as you kept staring at Al's eyes, wondering what the heck was going on! Before you knew it, you felt a peck on your forehead, and Al quickly removed himself from the position, and got off the bed, facing away from you with his hands behind his back. "Well I must be off, darling! Time for another broadcast! Au revoir, my dear!", Al said as he made his way to the door, and walked out, leaving you in a state of shock. "W-w-what was t-hat? Did he j-j-ust kiss my forehead?!, your thoughts were in shambles as you were trying to peace together what just happened. It felt like it was a million degrees in the room, based on how hot your face felt. You knew Al wasn't interested in relationships or anything involving romance, so why did he kiss you on the forehead. Heaving a sigh, you fell back against the bed, grabbing a pillow and placing it on your face, as you kicked your legs up and down.

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thecutestler · 2 months

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I decided to make this for y'all hehe 🥰

#tickle content #tickle thoughts #tword community #sfw tickle blog #tickle fluff #tickle scenarios #tickletorture #tickle fic

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cloudsontherainbow · 11 days

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Enjoy my home cooked meal<3

#clouds do draw #sfw tickle #hazbin hotel tickles #lee!vox #ler!valentino #ler!val #tickle fluff #hazbin hotel #tickle art #tickle content #sfw tickle community

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overtheimaginationwall · 21 days

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Therapy Session

Welp, with that huge amount of love for them it was destined to happen sooner or later-

I LOVE these dorks, so don't mind me to self-indulge on them as well~

I think Aven deserves it (he needs a lot of therapy + he is a cutie <3) and we all know, Dr. Ratio would be happy help him.

Also don't worry, Doctor made sure to give him breaks throughout :3

>>PART 2<<

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nujai · 9 months

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Things Lees say VS what they actually mean

-“I’m not ticklish” = Ticklish/asking to be tickled

-“Not that spot/don’t tickle me there”= Extremely ticklish spot

-“noOhOho” = Keep going

-“Cursing in a sentence” = Tough love

-“Make me” = BEGGING to be wrecked

-“Please” = Whatever your doing don’t stop

-“Any inaudible sound” = Give me tickles immediately

- ^Trying to escape^ = I’m now turning this into a game so chase me

-“Do something about it” = Pissing you off so I get wrecked

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giulscomix · 8 months

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My headcanon is that Gabi knows that her Dad is Spiderman and she wants so bad to be a Spider as well like him, so Miguel makes her a suit similar of his own, and Gabi bought fake vampire fangs to recreate the Spider Bite attack on her Dad's neck 🤣

Spoiler: Miguel has a very sensitive neck!

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soap-ify · 3 months

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lorrddddd have mercy the tickling simon writings 😭😭😭😭😭 so good. what about him finding out they’re ticklish by accident? then he just does it to get his way with dumb things like who has to take the trash out.

or another idea: him receiving a scalp massage and they find out he’s ticklish behind his ears?

original post. THE SCALP MASSAGE SOUNDS SO CUTE :( !!

simon himself never considered the possibility of being ticklish behind his ears. no one really ever touched him there, mostly because he was mostly wearing a balaclava around everyone.

everyone but you.

it was an exhausting day, and simon wanted nothing but to lay down with you and bathe in your warmth. you hated seeing your boyfriend so down and quiet, so you decided to give him a scalp massage!

“lay your head down on my lap, si.” you sat on the bed and patted your thighs. he let out a grunt, pretending to be all moody and reluctant even though his heart was doing mini jumps inside out of happiness. he walked over to the bed and slowly layed down, resting his head on your soft thighs.

your fingers slowly begin to move through his dirty blonde hair, parting the hair strands before beginning to gently scratch your fingernails against his scalp. a satisfied groan left his lips and he felt himself sinking deeper in your lap, eyes fluttering shut.

while rubbing soft circles on his scalp, your fingers found their way behind his ears to rub them too, though as soon as you made contact with his sensitive skin, his eyes flew open and looked up at you.

you paused for a while, gently scratching behind his ears, noticing the way a soft smile slowly adorned his lips while he tried to hold in a chuckle, your heart instantly warming up.

“you teasin’ me now, love?” he grumbled playfully, and you feigned innocence by shaking your head, continuing to scratch behind his ears just to see the little twitches in his face.

it was the first time he didn’t try to tickle you back as revenge, too absorbed in this relaxing feeling to care. but he was sure that he’ll get back to you, just not right now.

#didn't expect you guys to like tickling simon so much #I LOVE IT THO!! so fluffy i feel sick.#ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley #cod x reader #cod fluff #call of duty #rurufic #rurumail

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tickle-beans · 1 year

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STUCK

(A weekend at Kate’s)

Part II

Giggles fled the apartment of Kate Bishop as she ran from America Chavez.

“I’m gonna getcha Kate Bishop!” America teased from down the hall and Kate slipped into her living room running behind her couch she slid underneath her couch hiding from America.

“Where are you?” America cooed as she tiptoed into the living room. Kate snickered a little to loud and America smirked standing right over the couch America could see her feet standing right next to her head.

America walked over to the end of the couch.

“Hmmm are you HERE?” America grabbed Kate Bishop’s ankles and pulled her from out underneath the couch making her shirt roll up and expose her belly. Kate could not get out or move at all and was only forced to wiggle.

“What have we here?” America sat on Kate’s legs and began to poke at Kate’s belly.

“Nohohoooo dohon’t” giggled Kate.

“Tickle tickle Kate!” America teased and spidered her nails across Kate’s bare belly as Kate squealed and laughed kicking her feet.

“Americahaaaa lehet me out!” Kate begged and laughed.

“Nuh uh not until I have given you all the belly tickles you deserve!” America suddenly blew a raspberry on Kate’s belly as Kate screamed trying to get out from underneath the couch but all she could do was laugh as the tickles engulfed her bare belly.

America squeezed Kate’s thighs and Kate squealed trying to move away but her hands just kept squeezing and squeezing.

America turned and sat facing Kate’s feet. America began removing her socks.

“Don’t tickle my feet America please, you can tickle my belly all you want just not my feet.” Kate pleaded with the teen.

“Let me think about it,” America waited a few seconds.

“Nah,” America scribbled her nails raking up and down Kate’s soles as Kate screeched with giggles.

America tickled up and down her arches and under Kate’s toes making Kate beg for her to stop and let her go free.

“It can’t be THAT bad Kate!” America mocked as she ran her nails up and down her soles and spidered her heels.

Finally America stopped and pulled Kate out the rest of the way.

“Thanks,” Kate smirked and rubbed her belly.

“No problem,” Kate poked her belly one last time earning a girlish squeal from Kate.

“Jerk,” Kate giggled and sat up.

#marvel tickle #ler!chavez #lee!katebishop #lee!kate #ler!america #ler!americachavez #sfw #sfw blog #sfw fluff #sfw tickle blog #sfw tickle fluff #sfw tickling fluff #fluff #tickle fluff #tickling fluff

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