#ticklish!diego

[heartfelttickles]

any umbrella academy tickle hcs? 🥺

Hey anon! Hope you’re having/ have had the best day! So sorry this is a few days late, my brain went blank and I have no clue why aha. Hope these are good headcanons!

Feel free to share any other H/Cs in the comments :)

Luther

Lee:

- not massively ticklish but has certain spots that get a big reaction out of him.

-Not a Lee often as he’s usually called in to pin someone in order to help other Lers and can easily escape holds himself.

-worst spots - neck, back and feet

Ler:

- again not massively involved in tickled bc he’s mostly the one holding but on the rare occasion he’s not on pinning duty he’s actually a sweet Lee.

- Has a perfect balance of being very teasy but also caring and asks if the Lee is okay (though he rarely gets a coherent answer).

- Main target is Diego, Allison and five when they’re being annoying around him and Klaus bc well… he just outright asks 😂

Diego

Lee:

- will never admit it but is deathly ticklish

- Anywhere will turn him into giggling mess but pinch is stomach or hips and he’s done for

- Will squirm, thrash, buck and everything in between to try and get away from the tickles (even the air tickles)

- Mostly gets tickled by Lila but occasionally gets tickled by Luther or Allison

- Gets flustered ridiculously easy and absolutely, under any circumstance, cannot take teases.

- Cannot say the T-word

- Worst spots: stomach, hips, ribs, underarms

Ler:

- Absolute menace

- That’s all that needs to be said tbf😂

- Absolutely relentless, knows everyone’s worst spots

- targets his Lee’s top two spots at the same time if he suspects they have so much as breathed on one of his knives

- Tries to tease but stutters as he flusters himself despite being the Ler

- Still can’t say the T-word

- Targets Luther, Klaus and Five

Allison

Lee:

- Like Luther she isn’t massively ticklish but has certain spots that really get her.

- Giggles when the Ler gets close to a bad spot and then cackles when they finally hit the it.

- Can take teases and is bratty back to the Ler.

- Can say the T-Word but depending on the spot, it can make her more ticklish - borderline hysterical

- Worst spots are - neck, ribs

Ler:

- ruthless…..

- Watches all tickle fights from a distance and has a mini notebook full of tips and tricks to make each of her siblings beyond hysterical

- Will wait for her turn patiently, as though she’s saying to the other Ler’s “is that all you’ve got? Watch this”

- Loves to target Luther, Diego, klaus and Viktor (also loves to tickle Five but he blinks out of the room before she can get close enough)

Klaus

Lee:

- let’s face it, he is 100% a Lee and isn’t ashamed to admit it

- Loves the feeling of being tickled and seeing the joy on his siblings’ faces when he’s being absolutely wrecked

- Will purposefully annoy each sibling for a day in the hopes they’ll tickle him in retaliation

- begs to stop when his Ler gets a death spot but will sulk for hours when they actually stop

- High pitch cackles from the get go wherever he’s tickled but absolutely screeches when someone closes in on his armpits.

- Doesn’t get flustered by teases, he sassily retorts and then pays the price for it.

- Can absolutely say the T-word

- I like to think that when no one will tickle him, he accidentally brings Ben to life and Ben tickles him- occasionally using the tentacles to either pin his flailing arms or tickle his stomach.

- Worst spots : armpits, neck, feet, stomach (Everywhere?)

Ler:

- A cute Ler honestly

- Loves to wreck his siblings but can tell when they reach their limit and understands that it everyone enjoys it as much as he does

- Asks if he took it too far, every time his siblings turn massively hysterical

- Loves to target Five when he’s being a grumpy old (young?) man

- Will purposefully make Ben “real” again just to absolutely wreck him when he’s being annoying

Five

Lee:

- Forgot he was ticklish until he time traveled back to his siblings

- “Absolutely hates being tickled” he will convince himself and try to convince his siblings but deep down they all know he likes the affection and touch after so many years….. he will take it to the grave before he admits it though

- I like to think that his ability to Blink is either completely gone when tickled or he blinks all around the house as he can’t focus (but taking his Ler with him unknowingly).

- Is deathly ticklish which comes as a nostalgic surprise to his siblings as they forgot how ticklish he was before he left

- Has a very wheezy laugh but will absolutely scream and cackle when someone tries to tickle his knees.

- Cannot take teases at all

- Will growl through the laughter when he’s teased

- Will turn bright red in seconds

- Very very very easily flustered

- Will 100% turn into a man possessed and will try everything to get his Ler off him.

- Worst spots - Knees, thighs, feet, neck ribs (but honestly everywhere)

Ler:

- will often roll his eyes and read a newspaper when his siblings have a tickle fight

- However he will always get revenge on the person who tickled him

- When he does he’s ruthless

- Depending on who it is, his empathy changes - viktor he’ll take it easier on but Diego will absolutely get wrecked

- Will tease his Ler but will cringe at himself for doing it

- Will torment his Lee by blinking from one end of the room to the other - gradually getting closer and closer to the Lee before finally tackling them to the ground

- When he’s tickling he’ll reminisce of his younger Days before he left.

- Favourite people to target are Diego, Viktor and Ben (when he possesses Klaus or when Klaus brings Ben back to life for a few minutes)

Ben

Lee:

- this lil cutie omg

- Adorably ticklish everywhere but his stomach will get him squealing and falling in and out of silent laughter

- Was often the victim of tickle attacks as a kid (and let’s face it, now Klaus can bring him to life, it’s like nothing has changed 😂)

- The BEST laugh - literally so bright and bubbly, contagious and will legit make everyone smile (even Five)

- Will kick and squirm at every chance he gets

- Cannot say the T word or handle teases

- He gets flustered waaaay too easily

Ler:

- On the opposite end of the spectrum, Ben is an absolute menace of a Ler

- Will take any opportunity to wreck all of his siblings

- As a kid he wouldn’t get much chance to be a Ler but when he did, his lee didn’t stand much of a chance

- Wrecked Five in one of their old training sessions and Fuve has held a grudge since

- Will tease his relentlessly and can say the T-word whilst being a Ler

- He loves to tickle Klaus and Five

Viktor

Lee:

- not the most ticklish but still surprisingly more ticklish than most would think

- Has a very hiccupy laugh which turns into a full, bubbly belly laugh when his worst spot is targeted

- If someone tries to tickle him he will internally panic, so much so that he just doesn’t have the instinct to move out of the way of the Ler

- Will try to push the Ler off but not hard enough to make much of a difference in their tickling style

- Will start off as a steady stream of giggles that rise in pitch and then full blown belly laughs when his sides are squeezed.

- Legs will drum into the floor and he will try and squirm but kind of just accepts his fate

- Has the biggest smile on his face throughout the whole thing

- Can take teases (kind of?) and can say the T-word

- Worst spots are Sides, ribs and neck

Ler:

- another sweet Ler

- Very gentle and kind of hesitant to do rougher tickles for a while

- Can tease so well and get his Lee flustered easily

- Will always say stuff like ‘I’m barely even touching you, how can you be this ticklish?’

- Loves to target Five and Allison

#tua #tua headcanon #tickle headcanons #tua tickles #ticklish!luther #ticklish!diego #ticklish!Allison #ticklish!Klaus #ticklish!five #ticklish!ben #ticklish!viktor #tickle fic #the unbrella academy #the umbrella academy tickle headcanons

[fanficsandfluff]

Tickletober 2022 - Day 1: Anticipation

A/N: Happy first day of Tickletober 2022! Thank you to @august-anon for writing up the calendar list I've followed. I know this may come as a surprise to some of you who saw my post about me not completing any tickletober prompts.... well, here I am. A hypocrite... Who doesn't like to disappoint people. So while this first one is short, I have a few more of varying length.

Another thank you to @ticklishpeter for sending the prompt in. I do not really like Lila as a character so it was interesting to write for her for the first time! Hope you enjoy regardless!

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy

Characters: Diego Hargreeves, Lila Pitts

Lila knew how to play mind games, that was clear from the start. She was raised by the literal Handler, after all.

And Diego wasn't a mind games kinda guy. He was a brute force, take action kinda guy. And somehow they still meshed. That was love for ya.

But Diego had recently fucked up. He'd said something about Lila to his siblings that would've embarrassed her but he didn't realize it at the time. Until Lila stopped talking to him for a day... then she went right back to being her bubbly personality the next... and then she went through another day of near-silence while seemingly not keeping her eyes off him.

And Diego was just confused. He was feeling tense all the time, the anticipation of what could happen to him under Lila's watch tearing him apart from the inside. It got to the point where she'd merely walk into the same room as him and his whole body would jump.

Lila was sitting next to him on the couch and flipping through videos on her phone, and Diego had the TV on, trying to watch something but not focusing all the way. Lila pressed her foot into Diego's thigh for some physical touch comfort. And then she slid down the couch more and rested both her feet on Diego's lap.

Being a good boyfriend, Diego took that as a hint to start administering foot rubs. Was his awaiting anticipation for Lila to do something to him finally over? Could he relax?

Lila hummed happily at the foot rubs and Diego seemed like he was doing a good job. Hell yeah!

And then Lila made an odd, "Ohhh..." noise like she'd just remembered something.

Diego was granted a kick to his chest with both of Lila's strong legs that sent him flying backwards onto the couch on his back, and like a damn spider or cat or something that's gangly and quick, Lila pounced on Diego and pinned him to the couch.

"Darling, you were honestly so cute," she pinched Diego's cheek on his still-in-shock face, "But I think we all know where this is leading now, don't we?" she smiled gently and her hands slipped under the shirt he was wearing and sharp nails skittered tantalizingly across the skin on his belly.

Diego saw stars. Then his eyes squeezed shut and a guttural scream manifested from within his chest and was chased by manic laughter. This was his worst spot. Lila knew that, of course she knew that. But to go for it first? This was completely unlike her! Well... revenge, yeah... hey, at least the anticipation was over.

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[amazingmsme]

An Old Familiar Sound

AN: Better late than never! Here’s everyone’s favorite grumpy old man & himbo brother, aka Five & Luther. They have such a fun dynamic, & I always enjoy writing them. As always, enjoy! 

Luther had forgotten how much he enjoyed Five's company because it'd been so long since he'd spent time with him. And after his disappearance, Reginald discouraged any mention of their brother unless it was to be used as a cautionary example of what would happen if they went against him. But Luther didn't want to unpack all of that at the moment.

He had never considered himself a funny guy, mostly because his siblings wouldn't laugh at his attempts at a joke. Which is why he felt an unusual sense of pride when he told a lame joke and Five nearly doubled over snickering to himself.

"I almost forgot you had dimples," Luther said fondly, giving Five's shoulder a pat. He immediately stopped laughing and schooled his features into their resting bitch face position.

"I don't."

Luther arched a brow and gave him a look.

"Uh, yes you do."

"Only when I smile," he argued. That made Luther chuckle, shaking his head.

"That's kind of the point of dimples. It's not a bad thing, they make you look cute. Restore some of that lost innocence," he teased.

"I don't need to restore shit," Five grumbled, grabbing the pot of coffee. He poured himself a large mug full, only adding a single packet of sweetener.

"You could restore some of those manners Dad taught us," he said, grinning smugly when Five turned to glare at him.

"Maybe you should respect your elders," Five challenged. Luther barked out a laugh.

"That's rich coming from you," he smirked walking up beside him to pour himself some coffee. "You've never respected your elders," he said, ruffling his hair. Five ducked away and swatted his hand.

"They've never earned my respect," he deadpanned, but failed to hide his smirk. Luther threw an arm over his shoulders, shaking his body.

"Luther, whahat the hehell?" he scolded through laughter, not really minding the playful affection.

"Well that's a sound I haven't heard in years. Do it again."

"What are you talking ahahabout! Hehehey quit ihihit!" Five shrieked as his brother dug his fingers into his sides.

"Aww I almost forgot how cute your laugh is!" he cooed, one hand clawing over his tummy, the other climbing up his ribs.

"Just shuhut uhuhup!" he cried out. Luther rolled his eyes and scribbled behind his fingers behind his ears. His knees buckled and he squealed, falling into an endless stream of giggles.

As if summoned, Diego appeared in the doorway.

"Thought I heard Five laughing and had to see for myself." Diego leaned against the doorframe, an amused grin plastered on his face.

"Ohoho piss ohohoff!" Five snapped, though his words held no real malice.

"Well that's rude. Think I need to help Luther here show you some manners," he mused, taking a step closer.

"Nohoho!"

"I wouldn't be opposed. Get over here," he invited, waving their brother over.

Five was convinced his family would be the death of him, especially if they kept teasing him like this.

#tickletober #tickletober 2022 #five hargreeves #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #the umbrella academy #tua #tua fic #tua tickle fic #ticklish!five #day 25: teasing

[utterlyrandomperson]

Secrets Among Siblings

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy (Diego, Allison, Klaus, Five, Lila, Viktor, Luther)

Summary: Lila accidentally shares knowledge with the Umbrella siblings Diego wishes she hadn't.

Content warnings: tickling, swearing

A/N: Has some season 3 spoilers in it.

Lila wasn't in the mood to listen to another fruitless argument about some unimportant shit, so she decided to intervene before Diego - who'd already gotten up from his chair - could reply to the comment Five had just made. She didn't take the time to swallow the food in her mouth before speaking, hence her voice sounded somewhat muffled. But her words were still loud and clear enough to reach every person in the room.

"Shut up Diego, or I will tickle the shit out of you."

Diego visibly flinched and his eyes widened. "Lila!", he hissed, but it was too late. All of his siblings' eyes were already on him. Then most of them turned to look at Lila. Then back to him.

"Wait. Did you just say you would... tickle him?" Luther asked slowly, although he knew exactly that that was what she'd said. Lila rolled her eyes, not catching on. "Yeah, because threatening him is obviously the only way to avoid having to listen to you argue over nothing again. I mean I could have threatened him with violence instead, but I like how he gets all twitchy and nervous when someone mentions tickling and-"

"Lila! For God's sake, shut your mouth."

The light blush on her boyfriend's cheeks and the total bewilderment on his siblings' faces were finally enough to make her realize. Her lips formed a silent 'oh'. She turned her head to look at Diego, then back at the others.

"They... They didn't know? You didn't know?"

The following silence was enough of an answer for Lila to shake her head and laugh in disbelief. "What kind of moron-siblings are you if you don't even know that your own brother is ticklish?!"

No one spoke. Even Five was too perplexed to think of a snarky comeback. Everyone seemed to be completely baffled. However, when Allison heard Viktor chuckle quietly and caught him and Klaus exchange a look, everyone suddenly didn't seem to apply anymore. It took Allison a moment to get over this realization, but once she did she accusingly pointed at the two of them.

"Hold on- you guys knew?"

Her smaller brother smiled softly and shrugged. "Maybe." Allison's mouth was agape in shock. She moved her stare from Viktor to Klaus who dramatically held his hands up in the air. "What can I say, dear sister of mine. Looks like you have found me out."

Allison gasped and clasped her hands in bewilderment. "Oh I can't believe you!", she exclaimed.

Klaus sighed a very typical Klaus-sigh. "He threatened me with death in the most agonizing ways if I told anyone, I think it's fair to say my silence under those circumstances should be understandable."

"It's Diego, he threatens us with bullshit all the time. Plus you cannot die, genius!"

"Well yes, but I didn't know that at that time and-"

"Okay fine, spare me with your reasoning. The important point is, we all know now. And I think it's fair to say that we have some payback to get done." Diego, who hadn't said a word during the whole argument, now began stirring. He took a step back since he was already standing but just hit the bar table behind him.

"Payback for what? I haven't done anything", he growled and it was obvious to everyone in the room that he only did that to hide the nervousness in his voice. "Yeah totally. Apart from being a stubborn asshole, you're completely innocent", Five said casually and took a sip from his drink. Then he stretched, stood up from the sofa and slowly lingered in Diego's direction. He counted on his siblings catching on and for once, they did.

Allison nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely. Of course things like endangering missions or going rogue just to get your way don't demand payback, what a silly idea." And she stood too, approaching the bar with an agonizingly slow pace.

Diego opened his mouth to say something, but Klaus cut him off before he could get anything out. "You know, the whole 'threatening while holding a kinve to your throat' thing was kind of something you shouldn't necessarily be doing to a kid, but then who am I to judge... I kept valuable knowledge from my siblings that could have helped them protect themselves, so I don't think you are any more guilty than I am."

Klaus was gesturing wildly while delivering his monologue. That his steps brought him continuously closer obviously didn't go unnoticed by Diego. The latter quickly glanced at Lila who was still sitting and eating beside him. When he saw her watching the whole scene unfold with great amusement and interest, he knew that he couldn't expect any help coming from her. He wasn't exactly surprised.

Taking matters into his own hand, he started moving to the right, trying to get to the end of the bar and make a run for it out of the room. He didn't even get to the next stool before wincing and recoiling when in a flash of blue, a smirking Five suddenly appeared on the previously empty stool. "Going somewhere?", he asked in a painfully smug voice as he looked at his brother with a tilted head and knowingly raised eyebrows.

"No. Yes. Actually, I-"

Diego cut himself of. What was he going to say? He already knew that he was not escaping this, there was no point in lying to himself. Luther saw his brother quietly admitting defeat and took it as his chance. "Speaking of going places, remember that one time when I got stuck during a mission and you suddenly had somewhere else to be instead of helping me? Yeah no, totally not holding a grudge about that."

That was enough for Diego to snap out of his state of quiet defeat. "That definitely was your fault. I just wanted to show you that sometimes, you cannot depend on the help of others and have to find a way out of the mess you crearted on your own."

Lila snickered and crossed her arms. "What a fitting choice of words, Diego."

"Yeah, because following that logic, what's about to happen is entirely your own fault, too. You definitely had it coming", Allison said. His siblings had now circled him entirely and the absence of an escape way made Diego twitchy. He searched the room with his eyes for something that might save him and stopped when his gaze met Viktor's. After some seconds of eye contact, his smaller brother let out a soft laugh and stood.

"Don't look at me! You know I could keep going, it's not that hard to list things for which you deserve to be taught a lesson. However, I'd rather be honest. I don't really care about payback, I just want to hear you giggle", Viktor said. His words and the warm smile that accompanied them triggered all kinds of emotions in Diego. Embarrassment was definitely top of the list, but somehow the whole thing also made him feel excited.

"Jesus Christ, Viktor! How on earth could you keep from us that Diego fucking Hargreeves giggles?", Allison exclaimed in a frenzy. Viktor shrugged and clicked his tongue, slowly lingering in his siblings' direction.

"Do you want me to show you?", he asked casually, yet with his voice subtly teasing. Diego felt the blood rush to his face and the adrenaline surge. He was completely on edge and his body was screaming for him to run. In his agitation, he'd totally forgotten about Lila who was still sitting on a chair beside him and he startled when she spoke.

"I know that look, he's about to make a run for it. He knows it won't get him anywhere but he always tries- ah, there he goes." Diego felt stupid for his predictable behavior, but he simply couldn't stand the anticipatory waiting any longer. Either he'd manage to escape or he'd go down and get it over with. And - to no one's surprise, really - he went down.

As soon as he moved, his siblings pounced on him like a wolf pack on its prey. He tried to fight them off, but his attempts were pretty fruitless. He was pinned to the floor before he could blink, Luther holding his arms down and Allison straddling his waist. He opened his mouth to start shouting empty threats, but when Viktor suddenly entered his field of vision, he had to bite down on his lower lips to hold back the anticipatory gasps and giggles that wanted to escape.

A choked "Viktor no-" was all he managed to get out before he pressed his lips together and closed his eyes. The sensation that was triggered by the fingers slowly moving upwards on his left side felt absolutely unbearable. Viktor's touch was incredibly gentle, but the tension and anticipation made the faint ticklish feeling feel much worse than it actually was. When his smaller brother's nails scratched over his ribscage and across his armpit, Diego couldn't hold back a sharp inhale of air. He subtly squirmed when the fingers continued upwards, tracing along his triceps and forearm until they reached his wrists, which were pinned above his head.

The whole time, anticipation of a sudden attack was killing him, but when the sudden attack finally came, he didn't startle any less. Diego cried out and winced when he felt two hands kneading his sides. He managed to catch a glimpse of Klaus' smirk before he threw his head back and burst out laughing.

"Hey! It was my turn to make him laugh, Klaus!", Viktor complained with mock indignity. Klaus sighed and pressed his thumb into Diego's hip bone, provoking a muffled shriek. "I knoow, but it was taking you so long! And I missed his cute laughter, he never let's us hear it because he's always busy being grumpy or sulky or huffy-" Klaus emphasized each word with a poke to his brother's stomach, making him gasp and squirm.

"Klaus fuck ohoff!", Diego cried through clenched teeth, trying and failing to keep his voice stable. Viktor snickered and pushed Klaus' hands away. "See? He doesn't want you to tickle him, he wants me to do it!"

Diego closed his eyes as he felt the blood rush to his face. Since when was Viktor good at teasing? Since when did he tease at all?! "Viktor I swear-"

No one got to know what he would've sworn since he was cut off by his own fit of surprised giggles, which were triggered by Viktor's gentle fingers tracing and scribbling along his neck and collarbones.

"Oh my God he giggles."

The excitement in Allison's voice just made Diego giggle more, mostly out of embarrassment but also because his sister's fond reaction took away his fear of judgment. When the rest of his siblings joined in on verbally adoring and lovingly teasing him, it finally made him drop the last ounce of his tough guy act and he simply let his reactions happen. So when Viktor's hands traveled to both sides of his ribcage and started poking and scratching at every single bone while wandering up and down, Diego gasped audibly and began squirming.

"Noho don't! Viktor please, not- ahaha Gohod you ahasshole! You know I can't-"

The rest of his sentence was drowned by a new fit of helpless laughter. The gentleness of his brother's touches made Diego go positively mad. To his great relief, Viktor decided to have mercy on him a few seconds later. But the relief transformed into dread as soon as he heard his brother speak. "Okay, that's it for the demonstration. Now it's the new blood's turn."

Klaus gasped indignantly. "And what about my turn? Are you planning on just leaving me out?"

"Shut up, Klaus, you'll get your chance eventually. Now: please tell me his thighs are ticklish", Allison said full of excitement. As if Diego's widening eyes hadn't been answer enough, Lila decided to chime in. "Oh don't worry - he's ticklish pretty much everywhere. But you have a good sense, I have to say. Thighs usually get him begging faster than other spots."

"LILA!"

She only cackled at Diego's growl, which quickly transformed into high-pitched giggles when Allison started squeezing his upper thighs. At first, he tried angling his legs and freeing his arms with all his might, but when they didn't budge and the tickling didn't cease, all his strength left him and his limbs slumped back down onto the floor.

"Okay, I think he's reached the end of stage one, which is: physical resistance. Now we're about to enter stage two", Lila said in a tone of voice as if she were overviewing a scientific experiment. Five snorted. "And what's stage two?", he asked, clearly amused by her acting. Lila adjusted an invisible pair of glasses and cleared her throat before stating: "Stage two: Verbal resistance. Often followed closely by stage three: verbal surrender."

Diego was gasping for air through his laughter, but that didn't stop him from glaring at his girlfriend. "Fuhuck you, Lila, I swear I will murder you-"

Lila nodded eagerly. "Yeah that's stage two. But Allison, if you move your left hand a little further upwards and outwards, I'm positive we will soon witness stage three."

Diego's eyes widened and he weakly shook his head forth and back. "No, Allison don't-"

He winced and tried to twist away when his sister squeezed the topmost point of his thigh, just below the hipbone. A couple more squeezes and she had him kicking his feet and laughing helplessly. Diego didn't want to give Lila the satisfaction, but damn it tickled way too much. And so he entered Lila's infamous stage three and started pleading. "Gohod, Allison please! Knock it ohoff!"

To his surprise, his sister did draw her hands back and stopped the attack. "HA! I made Diego Hargreeves beg, now go on and top that my dear brothers."

Normally, Diego would have groaned and blushed at such a comment, but the excitement and pride on his sister's face made him chuckle. He felt a sudden fondness towards her - towards them all, honestly. Five tilted his head.

"Something funny, Diego?", he asked in his typical, ominous tone. Diego rolled his eyes and feigned exasperation. "You're literally tickling the life out of me and I'm not even allowed to laugh?" His brother clicked his tongue and nodded. "Fair point. But I think you need some more tickling to make up for all that laughter. Any hints, Lila?"

Lila raised her eyebrows. "Okay listen, I'm not just going to help you destroy him, some of the work you'll have to do on your own!"

"Fine. I'll do my work, then", Five sighed. He hovered his hands over Diego's ribcage and slowly lowered them until his fingertips made ever so slight contact. Then he began roaming all of his brother's upper body like that. He traveled to his collarbones and neck, then outwards to his arms. The gentle tracing of his triceps made Diego's breath hitch.

"Five. What are you doing?", he asked in a strained voice, trying his best to suppress the gasps that kept bursting out. "Comparing reactions. I've noticed that your anticipation tends to give you away", his brother answered in a nerve-rackingly casual way. "So far, I think ribs is top of the list- ah! See? Immediately thrown back to stage one."

Diego tried to growl at his brother's comment to how he'd violently flinched and tugged at his arms in reaction to a quick squeeze at his upper ribs. However, the tracing fingertips hindered him as they were already traveling on, now coming dangerously close to his sides. Diego had to bite his lip to hold back a pathetic whine that desperately wanted to escape.

"Five come on, now you're just torturing me!", he spluttered with a gasp. He didn't like the smug smile that appeared on his brother's lips. "Am I? I mean, I'm barely even touching you, am I not?"

Diego groaned, then sharply inhaled a second later when he felt fingers tracing his waistline. His eyes widened slightly and he silently begged that his brother hadn't noticed the panic anticipation in his reaction. Five's pause and his teasing "Oh?" told Diego he was doomed. A quick scribble to the same spot was all it took for him to squirm and burst into anticipatory giggles.

"N-not there. Please not thehere!" The pleas for mercy that came out of their brother's mouth made the umbrella siblings exchange looks of incredulous amazement.

Lila whistled and imitated an explosion. "Jackpot", she whispered. Five smirked while Diego panicked.

"No, don't listen to her. Five! Five I'm serious. I- wait! Nononono dohon't-" When Five began skittering his nails all across his stomach, Diego lost it. He squeezes his eyes shut and his body trembled with helpless laughter.

"Five please, I cahan't!"

His pleas fell on deaf ears. His brother only smirked and began vibrating claw-shaped hands into his tummy. And as if that wasn't killing Diego enough already, he also slid one hand underneath the fabric of his shirt and spidered over his bare side. Diego tried kicking his legs and twisting his wrists out of Luther's grip, but it was of no avail. When he realized that he didn't have any other options than to just endure his brother's torture, he cried out through his incessant laughter.

"You bahastard!"

"I think we've reached stage four", Allison snickered, which made Lila grin. "I see you've expanded my scientific research. So what's stage four, Doctor Hargreeves?" Allison cleared her throat. "Stage four: the incapacity of the mind to differentiate between the previous stages, hence doing it all at once."

"Dahamn it, please! Plehease, Five I'm going to dihie!", Diego pleaded while gasping for breath. Five smiled softly and eventually slowed his fingers before drawing his hands back. Diego closed his eyes once the sensations ended and he panted for air, his chest rapidly moving up and down. When he felt the pressure on his wrists disappear, he instantly pulled his arms down and wrapped them around his torso.

"Aww Luther, you're such a softie. You're already having mercy on him?", Lila said with a laugh. "Judging by the state he was in I wouldn't exactly call that already", Luther reasoned.

Diego exhaled and shook his head. "I swear this woman will be the death of me."

Lila grinned. "Maybe, but please consider that without me, you'd already have died. Twice, at least." Her boyfriend rolled his eyes, but his gaze revealed the affection and desire he held for her.

It would have been a wonderful ending to the whole fiasco in Diego's opinion, but a certain brother of his naturally had different ideas. "This is all so very heart-warming and I'd really hate to break the mood, but Allison said it would be my turn eventually and I'm slowly but surely done waiting for it", Klaus said with a pout. If looks could kill and Klaus could die, he'd have dropped dead that instant.

But before Diego could do more than glare and open his mouth, Klaus was already rattling on. "Yeah I know. I shouldn't dare, I'm going to regret it, you're going to kill me. After you realize that killing me isn't that effective you're going to do other horrible things... I'll leave that up to you. But the important part is: Whatever it is, it will have been worth it."

"Klaus don't-"

But Klaus did. And he sent Diego straight into a laughing fit as soon as he started pinching just above his knee. "Would someone plehease stohop our lunatic brother?", Diego cried out, hopefully eyeing his siblings. Viktor chuckled. "Sorry Diego, I don't think there's a way around this."

Diego tried to respond, but instead of an answer a yelp left his mouth. The initial shock made him half-way sit up, yet the ticklish sensation that hit a second later made him collapse back to the ground instantly. His brother's fingers had found their way behind his legs and were now scribbling away at the back of his knees. Diego was writhing on the floor while shaking with laughter.

"Shihit! Klaus please, that tickles so bahadly!"

Klaus shrugged and made his brother squeal with a squeeze to the back of his thigh. "You did just call me a lunatic, I might as well act like one now", he teased with a grin. Diego gasped for air and desperately tried to angle his legs, but Allison's bodyweight was still pressing down on them.

"Okay I'm sohorry! I'm sorry, plehease stop it! Klahaus!"

Klaus sighed and gave his knee a last prod. "Fiiiine. I'm sure I'll get my chance another time... I kind of have a feeling that you'll not live this down anytime soon." Allison snickered and poked Diego's stomach before getting off of his thighs and allowing him to curl up. "I definitely share that feeling, Klaus", she said.

Once Diego had gotten enough air back into his lungs, he sat up. "I know exactly why I fought to keep this a secret", he murmured, trying to sound enervated. But the smile on his face betrayed him.

"See that's why you had to learn the hard way that there are no secrets among siblings", Klaus asserted with a nod. Before Diego could give a snarky response, he was cut off by Lila chiming in. "Speaking of secrets. Tell me Diego, who else in your family is ticklish?"

The smirk the two exchanged boded ill. Diego and Lila were clearly outnumbered against the rest of the Hargreeves siblings, but that didn't make Lila's smug grin at Diego's answer any less alarming.

"All of them."

A/N I poured all of my love for these chaotic people into this, I hope you enjoyed <3

Masterpost

#tickle fic #tua tickle fic #tua tickle #the umbrella academy tickle fic #the umbrella academy tickle #ticklish! Diego Hargreeves #ticklish! Diego

[tkpuke]

do u have any tickle headcanons about the hargreeves sibs? 🥺😭😭

hell YES I do! my absolute babies, who can never get a break from the world ending </3

slight season 3 spoilers for those who still haven’t finished it !

LUTHER

I saw this one hc that I unfortunately forgot who made it but when Luther’s original body comes back like we saw in the last ep of season 3, he’s 10x more ticklish than ever

Because he f o r g o t what tickling even use to feel like

Boy, will his siblings make sure he won’t forget

Luther definitely always ends up restraining his sibling’s hands to keep them still whenever they drag him into their playful fights

He doesn’t mind, as long as he’s involved in their shenanigans which brings a smile to his face, you won’t ever hear him complain

Luther likes to sometimes pick his siblings up and flip them upside down, then skitter around their stomachs

It drives them NUTS

I can see Luther having a really ticklish back, where you can’t even innocently give a massage to without him squirming all over the place

His underarms? That’s murder. You’ll murder the poor boy

No matter what, he’ll try to purse his lips together to contain the bubbling laughter in his throat

But the farthest he’s gotten successful with that is literally two seconds before his giggles is to be heard around the academy

DIEGO

Diego Hargreeves would respectfully throw a sucker punch to anyone that thought it was a good idea to tickle him

It seems like his siblings, especially Klaus, think half the time it’s a good idea

Diego HATES being held down when getting tickled he just won’t allow it

He sees tickling as something that makes you look weak and vulnerable

So don’t count him a fan

Although when you do tickle him? Prepare for this man to literally scream

Get his ribs if you wanna pull a snort from him

Diego turns into a puddle of goo whenever fingers get ahold of his most ticklish spots

Most he will do is push your face or sputter out giggly protests

“Not so much Mr. Tough guy now, huh?” Do you wanna die?

Diego will make anyone regret their ticklish attacks on him

He will spring back onto his feet and grab at you for his revenge

He would suggest you running, but only because it entertains him more

Nothing wrong with a good chase

I have a feeling Diego doesn’t really understand how to “properly” tickle

He’s one of those people who just roughly scratches any patch of skin and think it tickles like hell

More hurts than anything, you’ll have to let him know

But once he does learn a thing or two on how to get you cackling? You’re in for a ride

ALLISON

Let’s not be dumb, she would DEF use her powers as a advantage when it comes to tickle fights

“I heard a rumor you can’t move” then goes to town

Allison’s personal fav way of tickling somebody is using her nails

C’mon, it brings the best reactions

Allison can be very observant on what exactly gets you to break faster and what spots you just can’t handle for more than a minute

She remembers ALL her siblings worst spots

She reminds them daily she hasn’t forgotten

Tickles the snot out of her brothers if they ever annoy her or to keep them in check

Her laugh is the best you can’t tell me otherwise

Allison isn’t much of a squirmer, she kind of enjoys the sweet bonding act so she’ll let you have your fun

I can see Allison using baby talk to only embarrass her brothers, and also to give herself a good laugh since she can’t take herself seriously when doing so

KLAUS

You can’t punish this guy with a good time

He doesn’t mind getting tickled to pieces at ALL

His go-to’s are usually Diego or Five because they promise revenge right after getting absolutely wrecked

Klaus wears crop tops and ripped jeans for a reason

But he’ll never admit it

My man just straight out CACKLES

No giggles in the beginning, solely loud cackles to be heard a mile away

Thank you to God for blessing us with canon ticklish Klaus in season 3

You saw how Luther BARELY grazes his fingers on Klaus’ knee

So yeah, I’d like to announce that his knees are probably on his top five most ticklish spots list

Along with his stomach, of course

Don’t mind his protests, he says to stop or beg to not tickle there, but he doesn’t mean it

If he starts to wheeze then it’s safe to say he may need a breather

His favorite victims to go after are Five and Diego

Their reactions are priceless to him

The man loves to be a little shit and tease, or sometimes act stupid as if he doesn’t understand why his brothers are laughing so damn much

“I’m trying to go somewhere else, but you’ve trapped my hands in your underarms. Guess I’ll stay here.”

“Very rude of you to not tell me what’s so funny!”

Hugs his sibs from behind then when they least expect it, gets surprised with fingers squeezing their sides

Tickle hugs are his speciality sorry not sorry

FIVE

Every grump deserves tickles

I don’t make the rules here

Five swears on his life he’ll murder you in his sleep if you even DARE to touch him

“Sleep with one eye open.” Yeah yeah, you kind of secretly enjoy it old man

Okay yes his knees may get him to thrash crazily when you squeeze rapidly, yet he never rolls his socks high enough or wear pants to cover them

But have you tried the top of his ribs? No? Trust me on this one

It tickles so bad he sometimes teleports somewhere around the house without realizing it

Other than that? He can’t focus enough to really teleport on command whenever he’s getting tickled to tears

He’s so giggly where there’s no point to even threaten his siblings because they won’t take him seriously

His dimples are the best part of it all

An adorable little shit tbh

His revenge game is strong though

Whatever his sibs did to him? He will do it right back but 10x worse

Mercy isn’t found in his vocabulary

Won’t stop till he’s completely satisfied, which ends up with them being breathless most of the time

He thinks doing that will get his brothers and sister to learn their lesson to not drag him into tickle fights, but he’s still gonna get wrapped up in them one way or another

BEN

Ben, this poor poor angel

Back when they were kids they targeted Ben the most of their tickle onslaughts

His reactions were too cute for anybody to handle

His smile could light up a room instantly

If you wiggle your fingers in the air directly at him? Forget about it, he’s already pleading his case for whatever he did to deserve this mean torture

Tickling Ben is something anybody would do if they get bored

Ben wasn’t exactly the happiest when Klaus kept the tradition going of tickling him out of the blue all thanks to his powers

Gentle tickles works better with him

He can’t handle it give him a break

You see, he tries to get his sibs back, he really does, but it only takes a single poke to his side and he’s crumbling

If you go for his stomach, you’re responsible for his funeral

All due to his power of the tentacles from another dimension coming out of his stomach got him to be veerrryyy sensitive around that area

VIKTOR

Viktor isn’t ticklish in most common places for people

Ears, hips, and neck would receive a good laugh from him

Place hands on his shoulders and slightly squeeze around his neck area, your fingers are getting squashed from Viktor trying to protect the spot as much as he can

He taps out in two minutes tops

Stick with gentle tickling, he prefers it more

Never getting involved with the playful fights his siblings had when they were kids, always forced to watch from afar or be sent to practice on his violin

Caused Viktor’s eyes to light up whenever he sees a tickle fight brawl out and his siblings asking for him to lend a helping hand

He accepts in a heartbeat, loving to feel so included

Five gives him a few pokes here n there as a playful retort

Klaus is Viktor’s number one tickle monster

Viktor never minds the affectionate act

He volunteers in anything if it’s to bond with his lovely siblings

More on the receiving than on the giving, because of hearing tales on how ruthless his brothers and sister can get if you tickle them long enough

If he finds a pretty bad spot? Don’t worry, secret safe with him

#tickle community #Tua tickle #Tua tickle hcs #my hcs #tickle fluff #the umbrella academy #tua #diego hargreeves #five hargreeves #ticklish! Klaus #tickle hcs #tua hcs #these were so fun to do #i have so much more to say #BUT take this for now as a midnight snack

[callsignrooroo]

Hangster Headcannons Pt. Two

Jake proposed when they were in bed, and just slowly took his dog tags off and slipped them around Bradley’s neck and asked him if would marry him

Mav walked Rooster down the isle

Phoenix was Rooster’s Maid of Honor

Coyote was Jake’s best man

When they have their first child, it is quickly determined that it’s nickname is Lil Chick, and second child is Lil Goose, sorry I don’t make the rules

Rooster is very possessive and absolutely loves marking Jake up in any and every spot that is visible, mostly his neck.

Jake can give as much as he takes and loves marking up Bradley’s thighs and hips

They are definitely competitive with each other and love to win against each other, but when they are paired together? It’s game over.

They are not allowed to be on the same team at game night with the Dagger Squad anymore

Jake is from Texas and regularly calls Bradley “Darlin’” and it makes Roo feel things™️

I’ve seen a few things saying that Jake is a cat person and Bradley is a dog person, and I wholeheartedly agree

Jake ends up bringing home a stray baby kitten and it ends up liking Bradley more than Jake

Jake pretends to be offended but in reality his camera roll is full of nothing but pictures of Bradley and baby kitty

Jake is 110% ticklish and Bradley definitely uses it to his advantage

Rooster has a house in San Diego that was left to him after Carole died and that’s where he and Jake live

A/N: Yep. Told y’all I had more. These two have infected my every brain cell so there will more likey than not be more of these. I just can’t stop. Hope y’all enjoy!

#mine #hangster #hangman x rooster #rooster x hangman #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #hangman #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #rooster #top gun #top gun maverick #top gun: maverick #pete maverick mitchell #natasha phoenix trace #javy coyote machado #top gun headcanons #top gun maverick headcannons #heacanons #my writing #bradley bradshaw x jake seresin #jake seresin x bradley bradshaw

[addictjojo]

A/N: Reposting this because of shadowban.

Warnings: none.

Helping Johnny, Gyro, Diego Relax

Johnny Joestar:

Johnny would need this, he loves this. Feeling your strong hands rub his shoulders. His pretty head is already thrown back, biting his lip, containing a moan of relaxation. Johnny can't thank you enough for this massage, already drifting to sleep.

Relaxing with Johnny, expect him to be on your lap, he must be on your lap. That, and play with his hair. Johnny loves the little playful tugs, it feels so good to him. Will greatly appreciate it if you gently scratch his back, it's like an imitation of you scratching a bug bite.

There's a high chance Johnny will fall asleep whenever you help him relax, it fades all of his stress away, and just makes him so sleepy. However, if he feels you pull him off your lap for just a second, he'll wake up and hold you tighter.

Gyro Zeppeli:

Relaxation to Gyro...well, it's difficult to put a finger on it. Honestly Gyro would prefer if you two were naked. Not even in a sexual way, he just loves to feel your exposed body rub on him. He loves when your hands roam around his body, squeezing his tense areas.

Like Johnny, Gyro enjoys when you play with his hair. Warning though, tug at his locks, and he'll probably get hard. Gyro also refuses to fall asleep whenever you give him a massage, he wants to be awake for all of it. He'll even tease you about it afterwards, sending him back to his current state from how hard you chop at his back.

Gyro especially likes when you rub, and squeeze at his thighs. He's ticklish there, and might slap you, but that's the joy of it to him. If Gyro asks to return the favor, never, ever accept it. He will break your back thinking that chopping your back is the only way to massage you.

Diego Brando:

Diego, sweet, sweet Diego has so much stress in him. He doesn't want to admit it because he doesn't want to seem weak, or vulnerable, but it's so easy to see through him. The moment your hands rub at his back, he melts. He also gets flustered a bit, if you tease him, he'll yell at you, and hide his red face with his hat.

Like Johnny, Diego feels so relaxed in your lap. He smothers his face in your neck, and he makes these little noises. It sounds like purring, even. Expect little scratches at your back, Diego accidentally digs his nails into your skin whenever he's lost in thought.

You make Diego feel so loved, love that he hasn't experienced in such a long time, he can't help but tear up a little sometimes. If he ever falls asleep during his massage, you carry him to your bed, and keep him close to you, or else he'll end up waking up feeling unwanted.

#jojo's bizarre adventure x reader #johnny joestar x reader #gyro zeppeli x reader #diego brando x reader

[gladdyator18]

You Could've Just Asked - TickleTober2023 Day 5 ("I'm Not Ticklish")

First fic for my Fire Emblem OCs, woohoo! Hope y’all enjoy!

Summary: Diego’s in a mood and wants to get tickled. Knowing Corrina’s tolerance of childish behavior, he gets exactly what he wants without directly asking for it.

Word Count: 1523

"I'm not ticklish." This sentence can spark many things if one says this. Those who say this is either telling the God-honest truth or lying right through their teeth; most of the time, it's the ladder. Some grow out of being ticklish, and others somehow grow more ticklish over time. Sometimes, those who say they're not ticklish and are lying want to get tickled. Diego Isenloc Glaudrich is one of those people.

"You know, you are acting like a real brat right now," Corrina said suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" Diego asked.

"For the past hour, you have acted like a child on a sugar rush, making witty comments and giving me sass. What is up with you today?"

Diego shrugged his shoulders with a slight grin. It was a warm summer afternoon, and Diego came over to visit Corrina when his mother wanted to discuss something with Corrina's parents. The young axe-wielder sighed before taking a sip of her tea.

"Well, I would stop while I am ahead if I were you," Corrina warned, "Consequences will surely surface if you continue this childish behavior."

Diego chuckled as he rolled his eyes fondly.

"Whatever you say, Rina." Diego said.

The archer was practically shaking with excitement. He knew what he was doing, and Diego would soon get what he wanted. He knew Corrina was a patient young woman with a good tolerance for childish behavior; she has a younger brother, after all. With just a few more nudges in the right direction, Diego would succeed.

Diego sighed dramatically before tapping his finger against the metal table, ensuring it was loud enough for Corrina to hear. He glanced at Corrina to see a small vein bumping from her head. Then, everything stopped when Corrina set down her teacup, the porcelain clicking together loudly. Corrina stood up from her seat before walking over to Diego. Feigning ignorance, Diego set down his teacup and glanced at his friend with a confused look.

"What's the matter, Rina?" Diego asked.

Then, Corrina shoved him out of the chair and straddled his waist when he hit the ground.

"C-Corrina, what has gotten into you?" Diego asked, trying to suppress his smile.

"I told you there would be consequences if you did not cease your childish behavior," Corrina said, "Since you want to act like a child, I am going to treat you like one."

When Corrina poked Diego's side, the archer flinched hard.

"What is the matter, Diego?" Corrina asked, "Ticklish?"

"Pssh, you wish," Diego said with sass, "I'm not ticklish in the slightest."

What Diego said made Corrina giggle.

"We both know that is a lie," Corrina commented.

"It is not!" Diego protested.

"Really? Then you won't mind me doing this, right?"

When Corrina started skitting her fingers along Diego's sides, the emerald-eyed archer snickered as he bit his bottom lip.

"S-Sehehee? Not t-ticklihihihish," Diego said, giggles slipping past.

"Really?" Corrina questioned, "Then why are you laughing?"

"I-I'm nohohohot!"

Corrina chuckled as she shook her head fondly.

"You are a terrible liar, Diego Isenloc Glaudrich." Corrina said.

When Corrina moved her hands up to Diego's ribs, his dam broke, and deep bubbly giggles came rushing out.

"Corrinahahahahaha! Nohohohoho!" Diego giggled.

"You know, for someone who is not ticklish, you sure are laughing quite a lot," Corrina said.

"This isn't fahahahair!"

"You have been nothing but sassy and annoying for the past hour. You were acting like Issac whenever he wanted attention from me."

Diego pushed at Corrina's hands, not making any real effort to stop her.

"Ahahahahehehe! Corrinahahahaha!" Diego giggled, "Nohohoho mohohore!"

"I do not think so," Corrina said, "This is what you get for testing my patience."

When Corrina's fingers found Diego's armpits, the archer squealed as his giggles increased in volume. Diego pressed his arms to his sides, but Corrina's fingers were already in their target.

"Stohohop ihihihit!" Diego giggled, "Get yohohohour hands ohohohout!"

"It seems you trapped them, my dear friend," Corrina cooed, "I guess I have no choice but to tickle you here."

Diego giggled before covering his blushing face.

"No tehehehasiiiiihihihihing!" Diego half-whined.

"Why? Does it tickle more if I do?" Corrina questioned, "Does teasing make it tickle more?"

"Yehehehes! It does, it dohohohohoes!"

"Funny, I thought you said you were not ticklish, and here you are saying it tickles."

Diego started to squirm when Corrina said this but made no real effort to wriggle away.

"Corrinahahaha, plehehehease!" Diego cried, "Go sohohohomewhere ehehehelse!"

"Fine, fine, if you insist." Corrina said.

When Corrina removed her hands from his armpits, she started clawing at Diego's stomach, causing him to buck and let out a small laugh.

"Wait, wahahahahait! Nohohoho!" Diego giggled, pushing at his friend's hands.

"What am I waiting on exactly?" Corrina asked with a sly smirk.

Diego writhed underneath his friend as small laughs flooded from his mouth.

"Have you finally learned your lesson about testing my patience?" Corrina asked.

"What do yohohohou thihihihink?" Diego asked, keeping up the bratty act.

The amethyst-eyed axe-wielder chuckled before stopping briefly as the pieces clicked together. Diego panted with a happy grin on his face.

"You know, if I did not know any better, I would say that you wanted this," Corrina said, "Me, tickling you silly. Is that why you acted like a sassy little brat?"

What Corrina said made Diego's blush deepen.

"Uhm, w-wehehell," Diego stuttered, "M-Maybe…?"

Corrina couldn't stop the "aww" that came from her mouth, making Diego cover his face as his embarrassed blush deepened.

"You know, you could have just asked me to tickle you, right?" Corrina questioned, "I would not have judged you for it,"

"I know, but where's the fun in just asking for it?" Diego asked, peeking from his hands over his face, "I bet Issac does this all the time with you."

"Unlike you, he asks me instead of being an annoying little brat like someone I know."

When the axe-wielder smiled at her friend, the archer couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, if this is truly what you wanted, I will be happy to tickle you to your heart's content." Corrina said genuinely.

Hearing that made Diego smile.

"Thanks, Rina." Diego said.

"Of course," Corrina said, "And besides, I still need to punish you for testing my patience. You never do that, and you should know this by now."

Diego knew what Corrina was doing and played along.

"Really? I should've known?" Diego said, "How was I supposed to know? A good friend would've spoken up about something like this."

Corrina feigned annoyance and shock at her friend's comment and chuckled lowly.

"You are just digging yourself a deeper grave." Corrina said.

Before Diego could protest, he let out a yelp when he felt Corrina's fingers press against his sides.

"WAIT, WAHAHAHAHAIT! CORRINAHAHAHAHA!" Diego laughed, "NOT THEHEHEHERE! AHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Not there?" Corrina questioned, "Why? Does it tickle that much?"

"YES, IT DOHOHOHOES!"

Diego slammed his legs against the viridian-colored ground while deep bubbly laughter spilled from his lips.

"AHAHAHAHA! CORRIHIHIHINAHAHA!" Diego cried, "NAHAHAHAAA! THAT REALLY TIHIHIHIHICKLES! QUIT IHIHIHIHIT!"

"Well, it is supposed to tickle, silly," Corrina said, "And I am not stopping until you apologize for testing my patience,"

"NEVER GONNAHAHAHA HAHAHAPPEN! HAHAHAHEHEHEHE!"

"We'll see about that…"

When Corrina started using two fingers, Diego gave a wild buck, causing his hair to move away from his scarred eye.

"OKAY, OKAHAHAHAHAY! RINAHAHAHAHA!" Diego laughed, "PLEHEHEHEASE, ENOHOHOHOUGH!"

"Apologize, and I will." Corrina said.

The archer growled through his laughter as he tried to push away his friend. Diego was having the time of his life. This is everything he could've ever hoped for and more. While he didn't want the tickling to end, he knew he would eventually pass out.

"HAHAHAHAAAA! FIIHIHIHIHIIIINE!" Diego laughed, "I'M SOHOHOHORRY!"

"Are you going to test my patience again?" Corrina asked.

When Diego didn't answer, Corrina couldn't help but laugh.

"You are adorable, Diego Isenloc Glaudrich." Corrina chuckled.

"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!" Diego laughed, his cheeks burning.

With a final tweak to the archer's side, the axe-wielder stopped the tickling. Diego panted as he tried to gain control over his breathing.

"So, how was that?" Corrina asked, "You got what you wanted; are you satisfied?"

The emerald-eyed archer smiled at his friend and nodded.

"Very." Diego said.

Corrina smiled as she lightly traced the visible scars across her friend's eye. Diego sighed and leaned into her touch.

"Thanks, Corrina," Diego said, "I needed a good laugh,"

"Everyone does," Corrina said, "And again, you could have just asked me to tickle you."

"But it's no fun just outright asking. Plus, messing with you is just a bonus. You're so easy to make upset."

What the archer said made Corrina quirk a brow with a knowing look.

"Come again?" Corrina questioned.

Diego's eyes danced with excitement as a smile formed on his face. Before Diego could protest, happy laughter filled Auradeau Manor Garden once again. Remember how the sentence "I'm not ticklish" can spark many things? This was one of them, and Diego couldn't be happier. I guess what I mentioned before was true: those who say they're not ticklish and are lying just want to get tickled.

#gladdy writes #tickle fic #augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023

[boytickler35]

13 Reasons to Tickle Part 6

Monty pauses in the locker room, he’s just finished a post practice shower but he can’t help stopping to look at his toes as he wiggles them. It’s stupid, and gay, but the past week, he’s thought more about his feet than ever, and more about tickling.

Fucking Justin.

This is his fault.

The few seconds Justin had tickled his feet were- nice?

Gay.

He can hear his father saying it in the back of his head. Well, it’s nicer than what his dad is saying and yet, it was? He doesn’t remember being tickled as a kid. If anyone did it, it would have been Abuelo who died when he was four. Sure, he knew it was something that happened. He even knew a lot about it. Justin was incurably ticklish, he knew that before tickling him senseless. He also knows Bryce is ticklish and that the topic is strictly off limits, and he only knows it from a few drunk girlfriends who tickled Bryce and then talked about it. Jeff is ticklish and has engaged in tickle fights in front of them with Leila.

There’s also some weird rumor going around about Clay Jensen and tickling and he doesn’t know and doesn’t want to know what that is all about.

So yea, Monty knows about tickling. Probably knows more about how ticklish the guys are than most people know about their friends just cause he listens but he’s never thought of himself engaging in it or being ticklish. Justin was… gentle. It tickled and was annoying and if Justin ever said something, Monty would deny it and make good on his threat, but…

“If you think any harder, you’ll burn a hole in the floor.”

He looks up and Diego takes a seat next to him, freshly showered and dressed, probably waiting on him for a ride.

“Yea,” he replies, slipping his feet in a pair of slides and hauling his bag up. He can’t help noticing Diego’s feet dressed similarly and sneaking peeks at them.

Apparently he isn’t very subtle though cause when they get in the car and drive out of the lot Diego says, “So feet?”

His brain short circuits and he babbles for a moment before Diego says, “I kind of saw you checking mine out. It’s cool. Just surprised me.”

Collecting himself, he scoffs and says, “I’m not. And that’s gay.”

They stop at a red light and Diego, son a bitch that he is, actually puts his feet up on the dashboard and Monty tries not to look, but he can’t help it.

The idiot moves them when the light changes and prompts, “Nothing wrong with gay. So, when did you find out?”

Monty grunts but Diego is persistent if nothing else and at the next red light they are back up on the dash.

“Week ago. Bryce’s party.”

“Cool. So when we get back to my place, what do you want to do? Is this a worship thing? Or do you just want to look at them? You tell me.”

“Wha-”

Diego offers a smile, the same one that has girls swoon for him and says, “You didn’t think I’d make you figure this all out on your own did you?”

He did. Not necessarily because of Diego but cause he usually assumes he’ll have to figure anything out on his own. Still, Diego’s offer is… nice? Monty wouldn’t trust anyone else but Diego? Diego he can trust.

“Tickling?”

He’s mortified to actually say it. Hearing it spoken out loud instead of in his head is somehow utterly humiliating and immediately his jaw snaps shut, almost biting his tongue literally.

Diego’s feet rub together awkwardly and Monty can’t help but think how cute they are doing that, dark brown tops sliding past a lighter mocha colored bottoms - fuck-

“Shit. Well I guess I did volunteer. Just don’t be mad if I kick you.”

“I-” his voice cracks and he flushes again and then mutters.

“I didn’t catch that.” Diego says.

Monty almost snaps at him for making him repeat it but he didn’t say it very loud… for a good reason… he tries again.

“I want you to tickle me.”

“Oh…” There’s a moment of awkwardness before Diego recovers the situation and says with a cheeky smirk, “Well, I will be mad at you if you kick me.”

Monty chuckles, it’s nervous, but his heart is pounding. They arrive at Diego’s and go in. Shoes off at the door has always been a rule in the Torres house. It always did… something to Monty, but he never really understood the rush of butterflies. Now he guesses he has his answer. Fucking Justin.

They have the house to themselves for at least an hour before Diego’s mom gets back and Diego wastes no time bringing Monty to his bedroom in the back of the little house.

It’s familiar enough territory except that when they get in, Diego pushes him back on a bed and Monty can’t help quipping, “I hope you don’t treat the ladies like this when you bring them around.”

Diego, now at his feet, gives him another smirk and says, “Usually they get to tickle me, it’s nice to be on the giving end.”

Monty’s brain can’t exactly figure out what to do with that information, he can see Diego’s feet, beautiful-

An iron grip tightens around an ankle as Diego says, “Eyes over here, Romeo.”

Monty’s eyes slide up to his best friend’s face. Diego looks confident as he says, “I’m going to tickle the crap out of you, and I’m not going to stop unless you give me a safe word, better figure out what that is now.”

“I don’t need a safe word.” He fires back. It’s fucking tickling. It’s-

Dull nails scrap across his sole and he howls with immediate laughter. The feeling is indescribable. When Justin did it, it was light, easy, fun.

This is ruthless and Monty’s body moves on its own trying to escape the tickling. Diego keeps it up for a minute, but to Monty it feels like an eternity before he stops and says, “So want to reevaluate that comment?”

Monty grumbles and says, “Football.”

Diego gives a crooked grin and says, “Alright. So I’m going to start up again and I won’t stop till you say ‘football’.”

Monty nods, his toes curling in anticipation but Diego doesn’t give him much time cause the other teen puts his ankles in a head lock and lays into them.

Starting at the heels, the Dominican scrapes his dull nails at the skin, and fuck is it effective! Monty’s feet squirm all over in vain attempts to get out but there’s no escape to be had. Diego’s grip is too solid and the other boy says, “Is this what the tough guy wanted? Someone to take control of his big feet and tickle him like a little boy?”

And fuck, that is somehow the hottest thing Monty has ever heard.

After several more minutes, Diego pauses for a moment and says, “Is this okay?”

He nods, toes curled but says, “Can you uh, do the dirty talk again?”

Diego pauses for a moment, obviously surprised and then says, “Is there anything you want me to say?”

Monty feels his face heating up even more and replies, “I just- I dunno I-.” It’s hot but he isn’t exactly sure what it is hot.

Diego gives him a bemused look and Monty looks away and says, “Forget it. It was gay as fuck anyway.”

“Hey.” Diego scolds. His voice is firm, commanding which prompts Monty to look back at him, “That’s your dad talking. Ignore him. Do what you want. And if it’s a little gay, I don’t mind.”

Monty is stunned and Diego continues.

“So if you want your dirty talk, you’ll get it.”

The stunned silence continues but this time, it’s a warm feeling along with it. Monty- no one has ever given him the choice to do what he wants.

Diego doesn’t let him dwell on it too long though because before long, his ankles are back in the headlock and the tickling resumes. This time, Diego walks his fingers around Monty’s soles in random patterns. The ticking is little more than pokes here and there and Monty is mostly giggling. He’s confused until Diego says in a low, sultry voice, “You wanted to go pro? On these feet? These feet only serve the purpose of getting tickled while you laugh your pretty head off.”

Fuck. It’s goofy and over the top and said in the sexiest fucking thing he’s ever heard.

Diego is on a roll now with the dirty talk and says, “I think these big feet have always known they deserved this.”

Monty’s head is tossed back and tears have started to prick the corners of his eyes but Diego doesn’t stop. In fact, the other teen is ruthless, his dull nails destroy Monty and Monty… loves every second of it.

He lets Diego keep going as the other boy changes to different tactics, each one new and exciting but Monty is running out of breath and has to call out “football” between laughs.

Diego stops and lets him rest, after several moments, the other teen says, “So, is there anything else you want to do?”

Monty frowns trying to think when he again catches sight of Diego’s own handsome pair. “Think I can have a try at yours?”

Diego’s eyes widen and Monty pushes, “You are supposed to be helping me experiment.”

With a wry smile Diego replies, “You sure know how to get what you want. Switch with me.”

Monty ends up crouched on the floor with Diego’s feet within easy reach. Tentatively, he reaches forward and lays a hand on each ankle. His fingers trace along the tops, surprised by how warm and smooth they are. A glance up at Diego shows the other teen has a grin on his face, nervous for the first time, instead of cocky. Monty thinks he likes it and decides to really fuck with his friend.

“You told me Dominicans don’t play football. Maybe because their feet are too ticklish?”

There’s the obvious truth that Monty’s feet are super ticklish as well and it has nothing to do but the nervous laugh Diego gives makes him even cuter and Monty can’t resist digging into the meaty soles.

As much as he liked being tickled, he finds he enjoys doing it at least as much. Diego’s feet squirming under his fingers and there’s a power trip to it. He felt it with Justin, but it’s even stronger here and he can’t resist teasing, “Yep, ticklish Dominican feet definitely keep them from playing football.”

“FuAHahCKOAHahFF!”

The response has him laughing as he goes in deeper before pausing and asking, “Do you mind if I uhh amp it up?”

Diego pants, “Amp up the tickling? It can get worse?”

“Probably.”

Diego waves a hand motioning for Monty to go and bringing the brown foot up to his face, he laps at the arch. Diego squeals and Monty is satisfied with continuing. The warm skin under his fingers felt amazing, it’s even better under his tongue. After giving both feet a good tongue bath, he nibbles at the sides, provoking Diego to break free and Monty narrowly avoids a kick to the jaw.

Smirking, he says, “Your feet are stupid ticklish.”

Diego, seizing the freedom of his feet, pulls them back and says, “You might be stupid for tickling them.” There’s a levity to his voice so Monty takes no offense and smirks harder when Diego gripes, “I need another shower,” Reaching into his bag, he pulls out a towel and starts wiping his feet off and Monty can’t help but think the sight is hot as well. Diego’s feet glistening with his saliva, being toweled dry, Diego’s soft giggles indicating a level of phantom tickles remaining. Actually… he can’t help thinking Diego is pretty good looking.

He tries to drown that thought out by concentrating on the warm, carmel soles but that really doesn’t help.

“So, how was it?”

“Huh?”

“The experiment. How was it? Mission accomplished?”

It’s on the tip of his tongue to say yes, but just as he opens his mouth to say so, he clamps it shut. If he says yes, does he lose Diego’s feet? He’s not sure he’s ready to give them up. He’s only tickled them once- and if he says yes, will Diego ever tickle him again? He would hate for this to be a one and done thing.

“I dunno. I’ll probably want to- experiment with a few other things.”

Diego raises an eyebrow and gets down on the floor, closer to Monty than friends usually sit.

“You know this doesn’t have to be a one and done thing right? Even if you did accomplish everything, we could do this again sometime.”

Monty’s mouth is dry as he asks, “Promise?”

Diego nods and says cheekily, “I need payback after all, that was some bullshit.”

For a second, Monty thinks he feels something but the door opens and Mrs. Torres announces, “I’m home!”

They pull apart and Diego clears his throat, Monty looks away, accidentally at Diego’s feet, toes curled cutely.

“In here. Can Monty stay for dinner?”

“Monty’s here? Of course he can!”

Diego stands up and offers Monty a hand, hauling him to his feet a moment later and there’s a silent agreement that a lot more needs to be said… but it can wait.

#ticklefic #ticklestory #ticklishboys #ticklishfeet #sfw tickling community #tickle content #tickle thoughts #malefeetstory #ticklecommunity #malefootstories #13 reasons why #monty de la cruz #diego torres

[anasticklefics]

Like The Other Ben

Fandom: The Umbrella Academy (season 3)

Characters: Sparrow!Ben, Klaus

Anonymous said: Not sure if you’re okay writing Sparrow!Ben, but since you like Klaus - a tickle fight between them could be so cute! Maybe set on the night of the wedding, with Klaus finding out Ben’s ticklish and wrecking him to “see if he has the same spots as Ben 1.0” (and just to see him smile for once!)

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Ben was drunk and Klaus’ face was stupid.

“Excuse you.”

Did he say that aloud?

“Yes, you did,” Klaus replied, equally as drunk, with something offended to his voice. “You’ve been narrating, like, all your thoughts for the past ten minutes.”

Huh. Would you look at that.

“Stop,” Klaus groaned, exasperated in a way Ben hadn’t seen him be before. Not that he really knew him. The Sparrow Academy wasn’t big enough for them all, although there was only Ben and Sloan left now, so maybe he was the outsider. Still Klaus had been infiltrating his life more and more to the point he wondered if maybe he was their Ben after all.

He was too drunk to think about this. When he looked at Klaus it seemed he must’ve at last kept his thoughts out of his mouth.

“How are you standing right now?” he asked instead, dizzy just from seeing Klaus taking step after step around the room.

“Oh, I’m used to this,” he said, although his balance was clearly faltering. “Though you’re weak, I see.”

“Shut up,” Ben snapped, feeling a muted type of anger briefly flare up before dissolving beneath the alcohol’s influence, which made him moody but not much else. He didn’t fully feel all his emotions while drunk. Some would say that was a dangerous thing if you normally felt a lot, but Ben was usually above turning to booze.

But this was his sister’s wedding. His only still living sibling, if you could even call her that.

Klaus was dancing toward him, or maybe he was simply walking and staggering as he did. “Come on,” he sang, and Ben tried to sit up from the floor upon his approach but found he’d lost control of his limbs. “Lighten up. You’re having fun, aren’t you?”

“Barely.” But he kind of was. Or had been, up until Klaus made him aware of it and he felt he needed to sulk about it. He’d danced, nearly elbowing Diego in the face and laughing so hard about it he’d almost fallen. Klaus had pulled him away when he’d started feeling sick, and although his stomach had settled they’d stayed out of sight from the rest of the party, content in doing whatever the hell they were doing stumbling around together. Ben could almost see why this other Ben liked Klaus, but he wasn’t about to tell him that.

“I know a way to help you loosen up,” Klaus said, plopping down beside him with a grin so big it scared him a bit. “I used to do it to my Ben all the time.”

“No thanks.”

“Oh, come on, Benjamin. It won’t hurt, I promise.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“You know what? I don’t need your consent for this. It kind of defeats the point.”

Ben opened his mouth to retort again but all that came out was something like a squeal - but not an actual squeal - when Klaus suddenly latched onto his knee and squeezed.

And squeezed.

And squeezed.

Ben, drunk out of his mind, started giggling when he couldn’t figure out how to get it to stop, ticklish shocks shooting up his leg that he felt despite his intoxicated state. He could tell his body was reacting, hands flailing around, but he was only properly aware of how fucking bad it tickled and how fucking hysterically he was laughing.

“Klaus!” he cried, aiming for a warning but succeeding only in sounding pathetic.

“Ben!” Klaus teased, his other hand moving up to claw at his ribs and making Ben bend forward, which made him dizzy.

“Fuckin’ stop,” he gasped out, embarrassed to already be physically folding.

“You seem to be just as ticklish as my Ben,” Klaus said, ignoring him. “And kind of the same laugh. Let’s see if you have the same tickle spots, too.”

He grabbed Ben’s shoulder and gently pushed him to the side so that he was resting on Klaus’ lap. Ben was confused for only a second before he felt fingers glide into the area beneath his chin and teasing the skin so softly he almost screamed. He felt his whole body buckling, feet kicking in an attempt to escape, but all he managed to do was to flip himself onto his back and give Klaus proper access to his neck.

He positively screeched when Klaus started swirling his fingers over the skin without mercy, catching sight of the utter glee on his face. He would never let this happen while sober, but he had to admit, in between moments of unbearableness, that this was kind of fun.

Not that he would ever admit that.

“I think your neck is worse, Benerino.”

“Fuck off!”

“Let’s see if your armpits are as bad.”

“No!” Klaus tried to grab his wrist, but in a moment of sobriety Ben managed to roll off of him and curl up on the floor, not really the grand escape he’d imagined. “Mercy, please.”

Klaus was laughing, although Ben could tell it wasn’t necessarily at him. “Fine. But hey, you had fun, right?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

“I’ll get you back for this, Klaus.”

“Looking forward to it, Benjamin.”

Ben exhaled. Maybe Klaus was all right.

#ticklish!ben #tua #klaus and ben #sparrow!ben #tickle fic #tua fic #ana's fics #like the other ben

[aninklingof]

The Great Ler Mood of Twitchcon

All the George, Karl and Quackity pictures and clips are making my little monkey brain go into overdrive. So here’s a fic! 😄

Ler! Quackity, Lees! George & Karl (all CC!)

Warnings: none! ❤️

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San Diego Twitchcon 2022 had to be one of the best weeks of Quackity’s life. He got to meet other streamers, fans and celebrities— he even got a picture with Dr. Phil! Best of all Quackity got to screw around with his friends, sight see, and just have an all around good time.

There was one day during the week when Quackity woke up in a massive Ler mood. This was very unfortunate for Karl and George, who were spending the majority of the convention in each other’s company.

Wednesday morning Quackity came bursting into George’s hotel room, followed by Karl, and promptly flopped on George. The British man was still cozy under his covers, his bodily clock still on UK time even as he was in America. So the sudden weight of his friend sprawled across his sleeping body was not a very nice way to be woken up.

“Good morning Gogy!” Quackity greeted cheerily in his signature silly high-pitched voice.

The brunette groaned in response, shoving at the beanie-wearing man. “Q what the hell, get off me idiot….”

Karl giggled as he watched the interaction, walking over the the window and tossing the curtains open dramatically. Sunlight streamed into the once dark room, bathing George in blinding light. He grumbled again, turning to face away from the window. When he cracked open his eyes he was mere inches away from Quackity’s face.

George yelped in surprise as he felt fingers prodding at his belly and sides, quick to bury his slowly warming face in his comforter to muffle his sleepy titters.

“C’mon Georgie, it’s time to get up~!” The ravenette cooed, scooting closer to squeeze and scratch George’s torso better.

“Q nohohoho….. it’s tohohoo ehehehearly!” The brunette whined, halfheartedly batting at the tickly fingers as his laughter grew louder.

“It’s not too early silly! This is the US!” Quackity said with a wide smile. He quickly straddled George’s knees and dug into where his thighs were. “Welcome to America!”

“N- nAHAHAA! QUAHAHACKITY NOHO! IM UHUP IHIHIHI’M UP!!” The man squealed, kicking and thrashing up a storm.

Once he admitted defeat Quackity stopped and climbed off his friend. “We’ll be down in the lobby with breakfast!” He announced, leaving the room.

Karl giggled. “See you soon.”

And George was alone again, bright red and breathless. He regained his composure and got up to get ready for the day.

——

It was around lunchtime when Quackity struck again, this time his victim being Karl. They were waiting for one of the panels to end so they could go to lunch with Austin and some others, and in the meantime Karl had laid down right in the middle of the floor.

George had left to use the restroom, leaving Karl and Quackity alone. The ravenhead watched the man on the floor scroll through his phone absentmindedly when he was overcome with his Ler mood once again. Casually he strode over to the brunette on the floor, plopped down onto his hips, and squeezed up and down his sides.

Karl shrieked, tossing his phone aside suddenly and latching onto Quackity’s wrists as bubbly laughter poured from his lips.

“Whahahahat the heheheheck Quahahahackity?!”

“You looked like you needed some tickles, what can I say,” the beanie-wearing man shrugged as his fingers climbed Karl’s rib cage.

Karl’s feet drummed on the floor behind Quackity and he shook his head to release some of the ticklish energy wracking his body. He didn’t fight back, only lightly gripping the ravenette’s wrists and laughing his little heart out.

“Well this is adorable.”

George had returned from the restroom to see Quackity tickling Karl on the floor in the middle of the little nook they’d claimed for the time being, his face wearing a smirk as he stood over the scene.

Quackity, without any warning, launched for George’s legs and tackled the taller man to the ground. He continued to squeeze just above George’s kneecaps rapidly and sent the man into rounds of loud cackling.

Quackity continued to jump back and forth between tickling Karl and George until they were both adorned with bright cheeks and wide smiles. The panel ended and the day continued as normal, not without a few sneaky pokes to Karl’s and George’s sides.

The two older men had decided that they would definitely team up on Quackity the next day for revenge when he’d worked out his Ler mood.

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I’m sorry if it’s bad, I think it’s my first time writing Quackity. This was also very sudden, I was just working off of an idea and impulse. Hope you enjoyed anyway.

#dsmp fic #dsmp tickle #tickle fic #lee!karl #Lee! George #Ler! Quackity #dream smp tickle #dream smp #tickle community

[craftygalaxyspyfrog]

it's the little things (your laughter is almost as sweet as my revenge)

Have you ever heard the saying: "Never look a gift horse in the mouth?"

Well, that is exactly what Beatrice had gotten herself into. She had Icarus-ed herself; she'd flown too close to the sun. An innocent action that had led her down the path of unrighteousness.

She lay underneath Ava, snickering and snorting as the girl's dexterous fingers ripped her apart one flutter and prod at a time.

Both girls had been sitting in their latest dingy motel room; a layer of dust the only thing to welcome them upon their arrival. The bathtub was stained a very unsatisfactory brown colour, the sink and toilet the same. Why the room had a bathtub, neither girl knew. According to the woman at the desk, there was no running water. There had been no running water for a worryingly long time. They would have to wait to shower, it seemed.

After they had made themselves comfortable on the bed, legs interlaced as fingers curled together, the pair had gotten to talking about their lives post-nun. Ava spoke of her time stuck to a bed, the jokes that she had shared with Diego. Beatrice chose to delve into her boot camp days; a more fun time of learning the ways of the warrior nun.

"You fell," Ava found that she couldn't finish her sentence through laughter.

"It isn't funny!" Beatrice scolded.

Ava was still chuckling beside her. "Ha, you fell on your ass in front of Lilith!" She exclaimed, wiping a tear from her eye.

Beatrice scoffed. She wasn't too sure what possessed her to do it, but she pinched the girl's side purely to just be a cause of annoyance. What she didn't expect was for Ava to squeal and flinch away from her hand.

She had read about this. Ancient humans used to use a form of torture that would never leave a mark; a way that the person being punished for a crime could do nothing but laugh their life away.

Beatrice saw this act of humiliation as a crime. What better way to punish an annoying brat than have her laugh herself silly in a motel room that smelt like burnt tacos.

"Are you ticklish, Ava?!" She sounded a bit too excited about this discovery.

"No!" It was said too fast, too much mock enthusiasm, that it just didn't sound believable in the slightest.

Pity.

Ava may hold the halo, but Beatrice was not about to let this go. This was too good.

A struggle ensued, lasting no longer than a minute, but the nun found herself with the upper hand, sat on top of Ava's hips. Her hands were perched at her victim's sides, a silent threat, and judging by Ava's face; this was going to be good.

Before she was able to lose her dominance of the situation, Beatrice started to squeeze up and down the girl's sides. The reaction was instant.

"Nohohohohoho! Stohohohop!"

The older woman had always loved Ava's laugh. For some reason, it just seemed sweeter coupled with this current act of revenge.

"Are you sorry for laughing at me?"

Ava shook her head as the giggles poured out of her, snorting when Beatrice moved her fingers up to her ribs. Her laughter turned a little more desperate.

"Good spot?" Beatrice knew that she was being a brat herself right now, but this was such a gift. She had finally found a solution to silencing her girlfriend. Bonus points that she would get to see Ava's face turn a deep shade of pink as she laughed heartily underneath her.

But what was that saying about never looking a gift horse in the mouth? Before she knew what was happening, Ava had flipped them over. The nun now lay underneath the girl and, by the look in Ava's eyes, this was not going to be good for her.

Ava smiled darkly. "You are going to regret that."

And she went straight in for the kill. Before Beatrice knew what was happening, fingers were digging into the depths of her underarms, and she screamed before falling into unintelligible madness.

How was Ava so good at this?

Fingers stayed, tormenting her underarms, before one shot down and found its way to her stomach, pinching at every muscle that was at its mercy.

Beatrice had absolutely no clue what to do in this situation. Her mind was slipping out from under her one marble at a time as Ava, some kind of tickle god, found every sensitive spot that her upper body had to offer.

"AHAHAHAHAVA! PLEHEHEHESE!"

Ava laughed back at her, an almost delicious sound, "What's up, buttercup?"

If not for her exploring fingers and Beatrice slipping in and out of silent laughter underneath her, it would seem as though she was holding polite conversation.

Beatrice tapped harshly on Ava's hands after regaining control of her flying limbs, and the girl took that as her queue to retreat across the bed.

The older nun lay there, gulping in as much air as possible, before rolling her head to the side to lay eyes on her attacker.

"That..you...mean." Her words were complete incoherence, but Ava knew what it was that she was trying to say.

"Hmm," she started, making her way over to the non working bathroom. Beatrice watched her retreat with weary eyes. "Maybe that'll teach you to not start shit you can't finish."

She flashed a smile to the woman that was still currently trying to regain her normal breathing as she walked into the adjacent room.

Noted. Don't ever tickle Ava again.

(she tickled ava again)

#warrior nun tickle #avatrice #🐸 writes

[amazingmsme]

A Strange Thing To Miss

AN: I know this is late, but damnit I’m gonna finish this! Midterms & homework set things back, but I hope to get the next 2 fics out real soon. Here’s everyone’s favorite ghost bro being cheeky & facing the consequences. Enjoy! 

When Klaus turned around to grab the butter from the fridge, he wasn't expecting to see Diego standing right there. He jumped, clutching his chest with one hand, spatula gripped tight in the other.

"Goodness, Diego! I swear, we need to tie bells on your shoes, you can't just sneak up on people like that!" he mildly scolded, retrieving the butter from the fridge for his grilled cheese.

"Sorry. I need to ask you something," he explained, crossing his arms. Klaus looked at him expectantly, excitement in his eyes.

"You need to ask me something? This ought to be good," he scoffed in amusement. Diego rolled his eyes.

"Shut up man, I'm serious."

Klaus schooled his features and gave him his attention. "Okay, I'm listening."

Diego looked at the ground, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "Is uh, is Ben messing with me? Be honest."

The question completely caught him off guard, causing him to flip the grilled cheese out of the pan. "Oh shit, one sec," he mumbled, picking it up by a corner and dropping it back in the pan. He looked at Diego, who was studying him intently now. "Funny you should ask."

"It's a yes or no question Klaus."

"Yes, okay? He said he's bored. He misses messing with you guys."

Diego didn't know what to think. The idea of a ghost, any ghost even if it was his brother, unsettled him. For the longest time he didn't want to believe Klaus. He didn't want Ben to be stuck here, wandering lost in the afterlife. He didn't want that for his brother. But he was here, and Klaus was taking care of him in a way. And he was still their Ben. A smirk found it's way onto his face.

"Heh, figures."

"Why, what'd he do?" Klaus asked, amusement clear in his voice.

"He uh, he messed with my knives."

"Uh oh," Klaus ooed childishly, earning a smack to the back of his head.

"I'm serious man, it wasn't funny. I went to the bathroom and came back literally a minute later. All my knives were balancing on each other with the tips pointed at me. Freaked me the hell out, and I just wanted to make sure it wasn't something to worry about."

Klaus was impressed by his brother's apparent ability to manipulate the material world, especially since he made a fuss any time Klaus asked him to do something. He chuckled, a wide grin firmly in place. "Wow, he's getting creative."

"Well tell him to knock it off? I'd rather just see him or feel a hand on my shoulder to know he's there. Not- that."

"Why not tell him yourself?" he asked, sliding the sandwich from skillet to plate. The question caught Diego off guard and he shifted uncomfortably.

"W-well I don't really know where he is, or if he's listening, and besides, you said he's bored. I uh, shouldn't ruin his fun, y'know?"

"I'm a little shocked. You're going soft," Klaus mused, taking a large bite of the grilled cheese. His eyes rolled back and he hummed in delight.

"Excuse me?"

"The Diego I know would never let Benny boy get away with messing with your knives, even if he is dead." He spoke in a deadpan, resting a hand on Diego's shoulder. He brushed him off.

"The hell are you talking about?" he snapped, not sure what Klaus was getting at.

"Do you really not remember the brutal punishments you'd dish out to anyone who dared touch your precious knives?" he asked. Diego rolled his eyes.

"Brutal is a bit, dramatic, don't you think?"

"But you agree I have a point." Diego had to give him that one.

"Yeah yeah, whatever."

"Would you like to get him back?"

Now that got his attention.

When Klaus and Diego walked into the library, Ben didn't spare a second glance. He couldn't fathom why either of them would be there, but he currently couldn't care less, nose stuck in a book.

Only when Diego waltzed right up to the table in the corner he was sat at, did he think something was amiss. Even though he couldn't see him, Ben shifted in his seat and eyed him carefully. Diego shot Klaus a look, earning a nod of confirmation.

"Hey Ben. I know you're here, or at least Klaus says you are."

Ben immediately looked at him, hanging on his every word. It'd been far too long since his other siblings addressed him directly. He realized it was a strange thing to miss.

"Your knife trick was pretty good. You got me man," Diego said, a proud smirk tugging at his lips. He held his hand up for a fist bump. Ben let out a surprised chuckle, reaching out to bump their fists together. He didn't expect his hand to actually make contact, and he looked over at Klaus, his own hands glowing blue.

"Thanks man."

"Don't thank me yet," Klaus said cheekily. Ben was about to ask what he meant, but Diego snatched him by the wrist and pulled him into his lap. Ben blinked in surprise; it all happened so fast he barely knew what had happened.

Diego grinned evilly at his brother. "You seem to have forgotten the consequences for messing with my shit," he growled, wasting no time and dug his wiggling fingers into Ben's tummy.

He was rewarded with a surprised squeal, followed by loud, carefree laughter.

"Diegohoho nohoho! W-why?" he choked out between growing hysterics. He'd always been fairly sensitive, but the lack of this particular sensation over the years meant a major shock to his system when he finally felt it. It was just as maddening and torturous as he remembered. And just as fun.

"Because I don't want you thinking you can fuck with my knives whenever you want. And, honestly, because this is fun as hell," he teased, vibrating a clawed hand on his stomach. Ben thrashed in his lap, shrill giggles and snorts filling the air. He reached up, hiding his face in his hands.

"Oh no you don't," Diego mused, drilling his thumbs in his armpits to make his arms come crashing down.

As Ben was sent into further hysterics, he realized just how much he missed this. How much they all had missed this. And what a strange thing to miss.

#tickletober #tickletober 2022 #the umbrella academy #diego hargreeves #ben hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #tua #tua fic #tua tickle fic #ticklish!ben #day 29: ghost tickles

[happyandticklish]

ok i need ALL ur umbrella academy hcs

This has only been sitting in my askbox for a million years now, but better late than never~

I'm only gonna be doing the main cast (with the exception that I'll do both Bens), because that's all I really have headcannons for.

Before you ask, yes they are in order of their numbers because I think I'm funny.

Luther:

A lot of people, including him, feel like he's more ticklish than he is in actuality because he tends to react explosively to being tickled.

Definitely the type to start giggling and nervously backing away when threatened, but he's actually pretty chill about it if you catch him by surprise. The anticipation more than anything else is what gets to him.

Worst spots would be under his arms, his ribs, and his feet, though most people don't know about that last one as they're not often on display.

I saw a headcannon from @ssnicker-doodless that said that due to his monkey form he'd be less ticklish, and once it's removed at the end of season 3 he's far more sensitive, and I 100% agree with that.

Doesn't directly hate or enjoy being tickled, he's just kind of neutral about the whole thing. Probably prefers being on the giving side a little more.

Diego

Very fucking ticklish but he's grown good at resisting it in the beginning to deter people from trying. He'll scrunch up his face into this almost pained grimace while tensing every muscle in his body and holding his breath. Bro looks like he's dying lol. If you get at it for more than a minute or so however, the giggles will start to slip through, and from then on the whole dam breaks and he's a flailing mess.

Does and doesn't like being tickled. Most of the people he was "close" with throughout his life were his siblings, and he's not on the greatest terms with them. When he met Eudora he became more okay with it, and then immediatelly lost all of that growth when he met Lila.

The two are super competitive at first, and their entire love language is being dicks to each other, so he's a bit hesitant about letting himself be that vulnerable with her. But once she finds out that he is, all she does is tease him a bit, but doesn't try to initiate anything. I think ultimately that bit of respect is what lead him to eventually ask her to try tickling him.

Worst spots would be his neck, sides, and ribs, with ribs definitely coming highest on that list. Has a very growly laugh, deep, but desperate, and he'll squirm a lot when being tickled.

Doesn't genuinely tickle people a lot, but he'll do that annoying poke in the side thing with his siblings all the time, and he'll sometimes do it to Klaus if he knows the other has been craving it lately.

He tickles Lila a lot though and usually receives revenge for it, but once he admitted he liked it to her, he's found that this provocation method of seeking tickles is far easier than forcing himself to ask for it up front.

Allison:

Does not take kindly to being tickled, and she will let you know it. There are a few notable exceptions, such as Raymond and probably Luther in canon but I'm trying to block out that part of the show.

She's definitely more okay with being on the giving end however. Little pokes and squeezes from behind show up a lot in her day to day with her siblings, with Viktor or Klaus ending up on the receiving end of it more often than the others.

She'll sometimes tickle Five, if she wants to risk it, but it usually results in him not talking to her for days and the consequences outweigh the rewards.

Most ticklish on her thighs, stomach, and ribs (ALL the Hargreeves got the ticklish ribs genes, and they all hate it because it makes them easy to get too).

Has a very airy laugh that tends to go silent after a while, and snorts if you get a good spot.

Knows everyone's spots in her family; no one is sure how, she just knows.

Used to use her rumor power to restrain people when she was younger a lot, but as she grew older she stopped as she felt it gave her too much of an unfair advantage.

Klaus:

Not the most ticklish, but the most likely to react to it in a genuine way, so most people assume he is.

Loves being tickled and isn't ashamed to admit it. He doesn't bug people about it too often, unless it's in a teasing way to a Diego or an Allison, joking about how if they're so annoyed with him they should just tickle him. It works about 50% of the time, so usually he'll resort to being annoying, or splaying himself out to and waiting for the inevitable.

He tends to admit it more when he's high/inebriated, and will fall, giggling and swaying slightly on his feet, into people's laps, with slurred requests to get wrecked. This is how he met more than a few of his lovers in high-school and his early twenties.

Curls up into a ball when tickled, and doesn't actually squirm that much, but he'll squeal like he's being murdered, and protest just as much too, only to stare at them in confusion when they stop because "those were fun screams, what are you talking about??"

Loves being on the receiving end by a long shot, but certainly isn't opposed to dishing it out as well.

He's one of the few people who will risk tickling Five and, strangely enough, one of the few people who survive the process, which Klaus always boasts about, insisting he's his favorite.

Very verbal when teasing, pointing out which spots appear to be worse and about how funny it is that they can be taken down by something so innocent. Doesn't directly use baby talk, but his own thing that's kind of adjacent to that. Big fan of the "I'm not touching you" shtick.

Five:

Is actually pretty open about the fact that he's ticklish and won't deny it if asked. Usually scoffs out some version of, "Everyone is, what kind of stupid question is that?"

However, if anyone attempts to test that information he immediatelly goes on the defensive and teleports out of reach until he's sure they're not going to do anything.

Hates the image of being tickled more than he hates the act itself. He knows that people underestimate his skill and knowledge already because he's in a younger, smaller body, and he doesn't want to add such a vulnerable weakness into the mix as well.

He actually kind of likes the helplessness of tickling, how he gets to let go of the control he's constantly holding onto and have an excuse to laugh just to laugh. He doesn't mind the feeling either; a couple times in the apocalypse he tried to replicate the sensation, brushing fingers shyly over his knees or scratching at the normally sensitive spot on his palm, but it was never the same.

That being said, he hates how childish it makes him look and he has a hard time giving up that control and trust to someone else. Klaus is one of the few people he'll allow it with, mostly because he never brings it up. He'll tease him during, sure, but afterwards he'll move on like nothing happened. Five enjoys that their dynamic doesn't have to change after it, and he can still keep up his annoyed not-technically-older-brother act around him. So he'll let him do it more than the others, and has gotten stupidly close to being obvious about it a couple times, but luckily Klaus seems to get that he doesn't want to admit it, so he doesn't pry.

Won't ask to get tickled, as I said, but if he's drunk he'll be more touchy-feely with people, tickling them and brushing up against shoulders, falling into laps, giggling over nothing, all of which usually result in him getting his shit wrecked. Five has a love/hate relationship with his knowledge, because on one hand it gets him what he wants, but on the other hand he feels like he's getting too close to showing his hand, so to speak.

Doesn't tickle others a lot, unless he wants to be annoying. When he was younger he did it more, and absolutely used his teleportation powers to manifest on top of people and dig his fingers under their arms, or appear behind people and taser their ribs.

He uses teasing sparingly, but when it is employed, it usually consists of short, devastating comments that make everything a thousand times worse than they already are, especially when accompanied by that annoyingly smug smirk that he's always sporting.

Worst spots would be his neck, stomach, sides, and knees, which, as everyone has collectively agreed lol, is a death spot and will take him out instantly. His hands are also ticklish, though not nearly as bad as the rest of him. Just enough to get him squirming and fidgeting and letting out giggly huffs.

Actually really likes having his stomach tickled, though he'll never admit it, as it makes his insides swoop in a way that's almost pleasant, and feels vulnerable in a way that's not panic-inducing? If that makes sense? Also likes having his knees tickled, but can only take that for so long before has to tap out.

Doesn't laugh right away when tickled. Instead, he'll let out grunts and huffs of breath, with a lot of stuttered sentences and protests. When he finally does crack, his laugh is very giggly occasionally turning into a shriek if a spot gets bad. For the most part it stays at a giggle though, no matter how ticklish the spot is (though he'll snort on occasion if you grip his knees, a fact he vehemently denies).

Ben (normal):

The actual most ticklish out of all of the siblings, a fact he is unfortunately very aware of.

Worst spots would be ribs (which you can assume for basically all of them, with varying levels of sensitivity), calves, that spot where you back connects to your sides, and his stomach, which is his worst spot because it's connected to his powers.

ALSO his tentacles are absolutely ticklish and y'all can fight me on this. I don't think even he was aware of that at first, but once Klaus experimented with it in a sparring match and he nearly hurt them both with how fast he tried to pull them back.

Tickling obviously faded out of his life once his life faded out of his life, but once Klaus began to grow more adept at manifesting him, it started showing up in new and interesting ways.

At first it just began with Klaus realizing that he could tickle Ben now, much to Ben's chagrin, and spent forever teasing him with that, especially as Ben was unable to un-manifest himself to get away. After a while however, Ben realized that if Klaus could touch him, he could do the same, and the tables quickly got flipped.

Once they figured out how to let Ben possess him, they discovered something incredibly interesting. If Ben lets the connection flicker just slightly, Klaus can feel what he does, as they're stuck in this weird limbo area, and he takes advantage of that to tickle Klaus while possessing him. It's a dangerous game, however, as spending too long with a cracked connection can allow Klaus to slip back through and do the same to him.

Kind of likes being tickled, but he's also hella fucking ticklish and cannot stand it for very long. Definitely prefers being on the giving end more than the receiving one.

Sometimes Klaus will manifest Ben just enough so that he can touch to play pranks on his siblings by having an invisible Ben wreck the shit out of them.

Ben (Sparrow):

All the stuff about worst spots, tentacles, and the fact that he is by far the most ticklish still remains true about this Ben.

Tickling almost never came up with him as a kid, and if it did, he shut it down almost immediatelly. I don't think even he was aware of whether or not he liked it as a kid; all he knew was that it made him vulnerable, and weakness wasn't something he could afford to show to the others.

When he meets The Umbrella Academy, things change just slightly. Klaus is the most affectionate with him, and the only one willing to give him a chance, and so it's only natural that it would come up with him.

During the night they all got drunk together, Klaus was listing off things that were similar about the two of them, trying to see if there were any key differences with the whole time travel weirdness. Eventually he got to tickling, and Ben, in a moment of stupid drunkenness induced honesty, admitted that he didn't even know if he was ticklish or not. Klaus, of course, had to test that.

The situation was made far worse in that Klaus knew all of his Ben's worst spots and which techniques worked best, and therefore knew immediatelly where to target. Ben of course fell to hysterics and pleading quickly, his body overloaded by all the new, and horribly intense, sensations. There's nothing more disorientating than someone else knowing your body better than even you do. Klaus backed off pretty quickly, only for Ben, still drunk, still being stupid (at least from his perspective), asked if Klaus could do it again, only this time lighter. Klaus, who had never received this permission from his Ben, was happy to oblige~

Enjoys being tickled more than the other Ben, if only because he was deprived of it for so long, but he will violently deny it if anyone brings it up because he is Repressed TM.

Viktor:

Wasn't tickled much as a kid, always the one left out of most of their activities or play. He would sometimes sneak downstairs and watch them from cracks in doors or from a distance when they would have tickle fights. He was never brave enough to engage, though he definitely thought about it often.

As he was closest with Five, at least as a child, he would sometimes approach him and ask about the subject, such as why they always struggled so hard to get away if it was something that was making them laugh. Five would usually respond with a blush and a stutter as he tried to think of a way to respond that didn't give him away. In the end, he usually gave a brief explanation of what it was and simply ended on "It's embarrassing" and left it at that.

Even as he got older, the subject of tickling didn't come up often in Viktor's life, though it happened a couple times with Leonard, all brief, haphazard interactions that usually left him confused and vaguely wanting more.

It came up even more once Sissy came into the picture, and it was then that Viktor discovered just how ticklish he really was, and also why his siblings had always seemed so desperate whenever it was happening.

Does enjoy tickling others, in theory, but gets super shy about it and doesn't engage unless the other person has made it explicitly clear that they like it.

When he was younger, he asked both Five and Klaus on seperate occasions if he could tickle them, and both agreed with varying levels of reluctance.

Worst spots would probably be his thighs, feet, and under arms. His back is also ticklish, mostly on the shoulder blades area, and it's one of the few spots that he can actually relax into the tickling with.

#the umbrella academy #tickle headcannon #asks #klaus hargreeves #headcannons #tickling #answered ask #five hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #luther hargreeves #ben hargreeves #you can tell which ones are my favorite by the length of each set of headcannons asjhjji

[tkpuke]

17 with diego and lila? <3

Diego + Lila - 17. “Giggle one more time, I dare you.”

Diego never hated how his shoelaces seem to always loosely untie by itself until now. His face would be smushed to the ground if there wasn’t a drawer nearby to grip onto. No doubt Lila was ever gonna try to hold the giggles bubbling in her throat, letting Diego be well aware she found him losing footage absolutely hilarious.

“Giggle one more time, I dare you.”

Leaning close to his face where noses barely touched, she grinned tauntingly. “Ha-Ha.” Next thing Lila knew, she was pushed onto the bed in a matter of seconds. This wasn’t the aftermath she was quite expecting. “Diego, what the hell—“ the rest morphed into surprise laughter, feeling ten fingers squeeze all over on her stomach in a maddening pace.

“I’ll stop when I see you’ve regret it.” Diego basically yelled over her cackles, which sprinkled small snorts in between whenever Diego delivered a squeeze to her knee. “Eat a dihihick!” Is all Lila could respond before falling in another giggly fit, Diego renewing his tactics more vigorously in response.

Diego gets it. It’s funny to see people trip like idiots, but if you laugh at him when that happens? You will be laughing for an entirely different reason pretty soon.

#Tua #tua tickle #diego hargreeves #ler!Diego Hargreeves #ticklish!lila #tickle fic #tua tickle fic #tickle prompts #myreygn ask #i luv them

[eunchancorner]

How would the rest of the gang feel about Kevin?

Also, a few ideas:

Can imagine at least a few of them would tease Kevin about tickling (like they would with Streber) and possibly wreck him with Streber's help

My favoritest idea yet - the candybats boys getting tickled together by the gang

Candybats boys cuddling together but get tangled in Streber's cape, and have to wait until someone finds them and "help" them

I love these sm oml

So I feel like they'd be iffy abt him at first like 'If you fucking hurt our nerd you die' but after a while they think of him as one of them, despite him being the furthest thing from a theater kid.

1. This is very big brain, as they know how easily flustered Kevin is just from Streber giving him affection around them. One day they decide they wanna see their precious friend's bf all flustered and they start with the tickle teases. Streber notices and just casually says 'Hey remember to fulfill the threats, guys, otherwise he gets frustrated!' Kevin is VERY flustered... at least, until he gets the shit tickled out of him

2. I can imagine this going like, the gang is ganging up on one of them, then the other comes to help and... doesn't do a very good job of not getting caught. Leaving the couple to laugh together as the hauntiest house gang wrecks their shit.

3. Now I'm gonna go into a little more detail here. I feel like they're just cuddling on the couch, Streber wanted to vampire up for a few hours, and they end up falling asleep. They toss and turn so much in their sleep that they wake up finding themselves all wrapped up. Streber's not too concerned bc he knows his friends are coming over, but that's exactly WHY Kevin is concerned. He knows it's gonna be soooo embarrassing. When the gang arrives, they question the state of the two, with Streber brushing it off with a 'Can you guys just help us?' I'd imagine Diego initially steps towards them to do so, but is stopped by Liv who's already planning shit. She casually walks up and just suddenly starts tickling Streber's neck, who squeals and grips onto Kevin's sides to ground himself. Problem is, Kevin's even MORE ticklish than Streber, so he's struggling to keep from laughing at that alone. So Ethan just walks over and manages to get Kevin's ribs, and he's just done for. The worst part is, neither of them can get away because of how tightly they're trapped. Eventually, ofc, after a thorough wrecking, the others help untangle them

#eun rants #sm #spooky month #sm hcs #spooky month hcs #sm tickles #spooky month tickles #streber #kevin #ethan #liv #diego #candybats