Don’t Look At Me Like That

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Ler!Logan Series- 

When it came to tickling in the Mind Palace, there were certain things that were just generally understood. Touch Remus and be haunted by nightmares for at least a week, but he wasn’t uncomfortable seeing anyone else do it. Virgil lived for a good chase whether he was a lee or a ler. Patton could nearly always be put into a lee mood with just a tease or two, but god help you if he got it in his mind to be a ler. The amount of clothing Roman wore was directly correlated to how badly he wanted to be wrecked. Janus liked to “fight” back just to feel the ler overpower him. Stoplights were the universal safewords.

And when Logan loosened his tie and cuffed his sleeves you could run but it will only make it worse for you. After all, Logan was the most observant side. And he had pages and pages of notes of just how to take them all down.

Chapter 1 - lee!Roman, 697 words

Chapter 2 - lee!Patton, 1053 words

Chapter 3 - lee!Virgil(romantic), 2k words

Chapter 4 - lee!Janus, 976 words

Chapter 5 - lee!Logan, 3.1k words

Prompt Fills-

“Are you blushing?”, 1k words, Romantic Royality, Lee!Patton Ler!Roman

“Come on, where’s that smile?”, 832 words, Platonic, Lee!Logan Ler!Janus

“Help, I’m being tortured!”, 593 words, Platonic, Lee!Virgil, Ler!Patton, tiny bit of ler!Logan

“Let’s play doctor”, 768 words, Platonic or Romantic, Lee!Logan Ler!Patton

'am i teasing you too much?', 946 words, Platonic, Lee!Virgil, Ler!Patton, Ler!Roman

“You want me to tickle you that bad?”, 1033 words, Platonic or Romantic, Lee!Patton Ler!Virgil

“Tell me, or I tickle you”, 1204 words, Romantic, Lee!Virgil Ler!Roman

“God you’re adorable”, 700 words, Romantic, Lee!Virgil Ler!Logan

“You can’t be angry when you’re laughing”, 853 words, Platonic or Romantic, lee!Virgil ler!Roman

Prompt Guidelines

-Prompts are OPEN

-All platonic matchups fine except I usually won’t write Remus. I dont mind him but I have difficulty writing him in this kinda context/personally hc him as usually not interested. Could be swayed by certain prompts(particularly romantic!demus), so feel free to send, but no guarantees

-NO Romantic R3mR0m. Period. Otherwise I’m a multishipper all the way so any romantic matchup is A-OK

-Prompt list tag is here. Please put the whole prompt in the ask, but any list is fair game. Non-list prompts are cool too!

-If its been a bit and I haven’t responded feel free to nudge me! Tumblr may have eaten the ask.

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As an FYI, cuz I totally forgot to mention it, I have an IRL tickling blog now. URL is @switchystarlight

It is a bit less safe for work than this one, so 18+ with age in bio only or I will be blocking, but I welcome the rest of y’all with open arms ✌️

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So uhhhhhh is anyone gonna talk about Roman now canonically wearing a crop top and Virgil wearing a muscle tee orrrrrrrr

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@oliviaischillin1204 @why-not-a-tickle-blog you are the two I know best in the fandom ahhhhhh come scream about this with meeee

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I have NOT seen but the Logan picture!!

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!!!!!!! https://twitter.com/ThomasSanders/status/1306340697885356033?s=19 ahhhh Livvy look!!!!!

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So uhhhhhh is anyone gonna talk about Roman now canonically wearing a crop top and Virgil wearing a muscle tee orrrrrrrr

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@teasingwishes thE WHAT KNOW

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OMG CHECK THOMAS’ TWITTER RIGHT THIS SECOND

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Unfortunately I don’t have a Twitter, so could I get like a link or something? I’ve never been on it so it might be hard for me to navigate (if you can’t tho that’s fine)

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https://twitter.com/ThomasSanders/status/1306340697885356033?s=19

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So uhhhhhh is anyone gonna talk about Roman now canonically wearing a crop top and Virgil wearing a muscle tee orrrrrrrr

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@oliviaischillin1204 @why-not-a-tickle-blog you are the two I know best in the fandom ahhhhhh come scream about this with meeee

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this is literally the way that i found out about it and i???? JHDGHSJH??????

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Right??????? I just,,,, the urge to write,,, is so great,,,

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So uhhhhhh is anyone gonna talk about Roman now canonically wearing a crop top and Virgil wearing a muscle tee orrrrrrrr

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@teasingwishes thE WHAT KNOW

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So uhhhhhh is anyone gonna talk about Roman now canonically wearing a crop top and Virgil wearing a muscle tee orrrrrrrr

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@oliviaischillin1204 @why-not-a-tickle-blog you are the two I know best in the fandom ahhhhhh come scream about this with meeee

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So uhhhhhh is anyone gonna talk about Roman now canonically wearing a crop top and Virgil wearing a muscle tee orrrrrrrr

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A Challenge!

So since this is the first I’m going to be vague, and simple. If this does well, later ones can be more complicated.

So! Write something based on the prompt! It can be short, or long, and it does not have to be perfect at all! But post it on the 21st of September. Ideally, you all reblog this post with your fic, so that everyone can find all the fics in the notes.

Prompt:

The Lee wants to be tickled, but doesn’t want to say anything, so they start leaving tools around ‘on accident’ and putting themselves into increasingly vulnerable situations. Whether they finally break down and ask, or the Ler finally takes the hint, is your decision.

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A nonnie asked me for the light sides interrogating the dark sides, but this is the only thing I could think of.

EDIT: I forgot Remus' sleeve pattern...

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“Nonononono!” Janus shrieked as Patton took another huge breath before dissolving into hysterical laughter as Patton blew a giant raspberry right on his belly button. He tugged fruitlessly on the ties holding him to the banister, but didn’t have even the slightest hope of getting away.

Patton pulled back with a particularly teasy grin, fingers continuing to flutter at Janus’ sides  to keep him squirming, “Nonono what? No raspberries? All you gotta do is tell us and this’ll all be over, Jan Jan.”

“It is no concern of ours how ticklish you all may be, or how torturous being helplessly tied up while we exploit that ticklishness must feel,” Logan tacked on, and Remus cackled and bounced on the balls of his feet as his hips were assaulted with perfectly aligned squeezes. “Yeah, we can do this all day,” Roman crooned, clawing at Virgil’s ribs and stomach in randomly alternating patterns, making the anxious side’s knees buckle, before pulling back to a hair’s breadth away. “I know all your worst spots Virgie, and Pat and Lo are very very good at what they do, and we can make this so much worse for you. What if I conjured some nice feathers for you, swirled a good firm one right in that sensitive little button of yours, or even better, riiiight along that super ticklish waistline of yours.” “Nahahahat thahaht!” Virgil cried, swirling his hips like he had any chance of avoiding Roman’s evil fingers, “Nohoho feathers!”

“Oo! Could you get me a toothbrush too Ro, I’d love to run it up and down while I count Janus’ ribs for him,” Patton called, dancing his fingers up like he was demonstrating and making Janus stomp his feet rapidly as he tried to hold back the little snorts that he couldn’t help letting out.

Logan hummed, tasing into Remus’ sides and easily side-stepping the reflexive attempt to kick back at him and holding onto it firmly to scratch at his arch and make his laughter go even higher pitched, “Brush as well, Roman, if we are summoning tools. One big enough to cover Remus’ whole foot for that little stunt.” Remus’ head whipped around and he started hurling curses and threats through his hysterical laughter, making Logan grin.

Virgil watched his companions be reduced to tears and turned back to Roman, who was watching him with no hidden amount of amusement, “What’s it gonna be Virgie? Tools, or admit you love to be tickled?” Virgil tried to hide his eager grin as much as he could, biting into his lip to smother the giggles that were, embarrassingly, still threatening to spill over even with Roman not actually touching him, and shook his head resolutely.

Roman’s grin was downright evil, and with a flash, all three requested tools appeared in front of himself, and also in front of Patton and Logan, “Stubborn little lee. Don’t worry. You’ll all be talking soon enough.”

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choose

Pairings: Platonic Prinxiety

Word Count: 2,546 words

idk i got into the idea of a “choose your own tickle session” type of thing, so this is kinda based on that!

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Olivia I am *suing for damages I stg* THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD IVE READ IT LIKE 4 TIMES I JUST AHHHHHHHH

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Anything lee Logan would be delightful! Thank you!

Olivia got me in a happy Ler mood, and I want to spread the happy Ler joy. >:3

Pretty Please

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Patton was so very, very happy!! Logan had admitted to being in a Lee mood, which almost never happened, so he must be really, really Lee, and that meant that Patton got to tickle him!

Patton couldn’t even keep the smile off his face at all.

“So I can tickle you then?”

Logan blushed. “Well, I wouldn’t want to make you do it just because of me, but—“

Poor Logan. He didn’t not understand at all how very, very happy Patton was to tickle him. “How about this,” Patton said, interrupting him in the middle of whatever he was saying. “Can I pretty please tickle you, Logan?”

Logan blushed even more, nodding with a giddy little smile, and a rush of pure happiness filled Patton up.

He patted the couch. “Sit here! Just sideways.”

Logan sat down, and Patton sat over his legs, two little feet poking out on one side, and a nearly-giggly Logan on the other.

“Where can I tickle on this sweet little gigglebug?” Patton said, reaching towards Logan’s torso.

Logan curled up, giggling, before Patton even touched him, and Patton was sure his heart couldn’t swell any bigger.

He poked in little spots that were uncovered by Logan’s arms, and Logan squirmed and laughed, shifting his arms to try and protect his torso, but never protesting. It was the sweetest thing! Patton wanted more and more laughs! And giggles! And the sweet wiggling and squirming! 

“Oh, Loooogan~”

“Whahahat?” Logan asked, uncurling slightly to look at him, and revealing his big smile. 

“Where should I tickle next?”

Logan covered his face with his hands, but not before Patton saw the grin and the brighter blush. 

“I could sit in your lap and tickle and tease those little ears, turn them a bright red with all your blushing, and I’d tickle, tickle, tickle with feathers until you squealed!” Patton teased, very much enjoying Logan’s squirming and scrunching up of his shoulders.

“Or I could tickly all your ribs, and we could count and count until we’re sure I’ve tickled each and every one-- oops, I mean make sure you have them all! And maybe even give some raspberries to such a good Lee.” 

Logan whined, shaking his head. 

“No? Then what if I tickled and squeezed these ticklish thighs and hips? A little squeeze and a big wiggle, and then Logan dies of laughter!”

Logan shook his head again.

“Ohhhh, I see. You want these little feets and knees to get tickled. You want to giggle and squeak and make all those high sweet sounds you don’t like the others to hear. Little scribblies and ticklies, and feathers and feathers and feathers! The little tiny toes get to wiggle and scrunch until they all get tickled, each and every one.” Patton grinned, just as excited as Logan, if not more. “Did I get it right?”

Logan nodded helplessly. 

“You wanna ask me sweetheart? Ask the sweet Ler to pretty please tickle you?”

Logan choked, whining out something unintelligible behind his hands. 

“What was that?” Patton asked sweetly. 

Logan moved his hands, his face as set and determined as it could be while so embarrassed and excited. “Wh-why don’t you ask me? You’re in a Ler mood too.”

At first Patton was surprised, but then he agreed. As fun as this must be for Lo, it was far more fun for him. It was only fair for him to ask sometimes, even if sometimes meant twice. “Can I, Lo? Can I tickle your ticklish little feet and knees? Can I use feathers and soft brushes until you squeak and squeal?”

Logan’s blush only deepened, but he nodded.  

“Yay!” Patton said excitedly, tugging at Logan’s socks, and relishing in the squeak just that got him. “Why don’t you summon some nice feathers for me? Pretty please, Lo?”

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Livvvvvyy

This is so EVIL oh my GOODNESS GRACIOUS

Also feathers are my *weakness* and clearly Logan’s too and *ahhhhhh* love it

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“What’s your worst spot?”

Ships: Platonic Logince (’Ler!Roman; ‘Lee!Logan)

Words: 2.1k

Warnings: food mentions

if you like my writing, please let me know! my ask box is open :)

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Logan stretched with a sigh, shifting the laptop he had propped up on his thighs—the couch in Roman’s apartment wasn’t made for people of his height. Roman himself was seated on a throne of pillows on the floor beside him, scrolling through Instagram while ignoring the document open on his own laptop (while Logan was working on his PhD thesis, Roman had planned to finish the script for the musical he had been writing in his head for the past two years). He lazily batted at Logan’s elbow, still not looking up from his phone, and Logan wordlessly handed him the bag of cookies they had been passing back and forth.

Logan always enjoyed spending time with Roman like this, sitting close but not quite together while they worked on their respective projects. Though Logan didn’t care much for theatre altogether, much less for musicals, he was glad to listen to Roman explain plot holes in an attempt to fix them (despite not needing to do much more than make appropriate facial expressions and hum when the situation called for it)—and he appreciated his friend, despite his infinitesimal knowledge on the topic, returning the sentiment when Logan got stuck in the complicated world of genetics and needed a listening ear to guide him through his thoughts. He liked having someone to set goals with, someone to hold him accountable for the progress he planned to make, someone to keep him on track when he found himself twenty Wikipedia articles into an entirely irrelevant topic.

Though Logan considered Roman a close friend, if not one of his closest, there were some things he didn’t dare tell him. One thing in particular had been eating at him all day, one secret that threatened to destroy his carefully constructed serious reputation. Logan wanted to be tickled—not just wanted, needed, craved it with everything he had. But he would rather have been hit by lightning then and there than go through the mortifying ordeal asking for it would be. Besides, he had no idea if he was ticklish in the first place; no one had ever tried. It was embarrassing, really, almost pathetic, and yet the thought dragged his mind away from his paper and to the browser tab he didn’t dare open with Roman so close.

Perhaps if he ate another dozen miniature cookies the craving would disappear. He leaned down to grab the last handful of snacks while Roman opened a new bag, chips this time (while Logan’s sweet tooth was never satisfied, he supposed he could make do with some paprika—it was Roman’s favourite, after all). Roman went back to scrolling, absent-mindedly fishing individual chips from the bag, then opened a story with a fluorescent pink background and lilac letters Logan couldn’t quite read. Logan shook his head and turned to his paper again, forcing his mind back on topic.

“What’s your most ticklish spot?” Roman asked.

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I Am Incandescently In Love With This Fic

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A nonnie asked me for the light sides interrogating the dark sides, but this is the only thing I could think of.

EDIT: I forgot Remus' sleeve pattern...

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*Waves frantically* Hi I Was The Anon And I LOVE THIS

.... would you mind if i wrote something for it?

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Indulging over a snake ignore me,,

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“You know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”

Virgil scratched with the fake claws, following all the little wrinkle lines, as Dee fell to pieces on the floor. The feather also was very fun, especially along the pads of his toes.

“And this isn’t even all,” Virgil teased, picking up a pipe cleaner. “I have quite a few fun little tools yet.”

The somewhat break while Virgil carefully wove the pipe cleaner between Dee’s toes gave him a chance to morph from laughter into begging and pleading.

“I don’t hear a safeword~” Virgil teased.

And then he was ready. He tugged at one end of the pipe cleaner, and Dee went crazy all over again, shrieking and cursing and begging all at once.

“Oh, it’s not that bad~” Virgil said casually. “Not nearly as bad as if I did this.”

And he pulled on the ends, sawing the whole pipe cleaner back and forth through all of Dee’s little tiny toes until his laughter went faint and he was gasping for breath.

“Oh, poor snake. He needs a break.” Virgil said, deciding what he was going to use next.

He idly drummed his fingers with the fake claws over Dee’s soles, getting many little twitches and gasps.

“Ihihisn’t this enough revenge?”

“You must not even remember what you did to me. Oh no. No, no, no. You’ll be here a long, long time yet.

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I Have Been Thinking About This Nonstop For Days

Its... So Evil

Sensey putting him in *that position* and then Livvy somehow making it *worse* with the *teases* and the *pipecleaner* i just

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don’t you dare

Pairings: Platonic Royality, Romantic Prinxiety

Word count: 1,644 words

based on this post of BROTP t-word prompts! i really like this list, and I think i’d like to write more off of it soon!

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this is EVIL oh my GOODNESS.

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A Prince And His Mage

Words: 778

Characters: Ler!Virgil, Lee!Roman

Ships: romantic prinxiety

Warnings: none? I don't know. Let me know if I need to tag anything.

This is my first tickle fic! Constructive criticism is very welcome

Roman sighed as he flopped down on his bed, staring up at the top of the fabric at the top of his canopy bed. "Veeee. I'm boooored."

Virgil looked over at the prince. "Oh? Why's that?"

"Because I have nothing to do. Not even paperwork!"

Virgil smiled softly, putting a bookmark in the story he was reading. He then set his book off to the side. "Then come here cutie."

"I'm not cute." Roman's eyes went wide. Uh oh. He realised too late what he'd said.

Virgil's entire mood changed. "Oh? You're not cute?"

"I mean, uh.... Is there any take backs allowed?"

"Nope. Not this time." Virgil snapped and the fabric hanging down by the bedposts quickly wrapped around Roman's wrists, holding them above the prince's head. He smirked at the nervously smiling brunette. "You're about to be my little wiggle worm for this."

"Noooo! Veee! This isn't fair! You didn't give me a chance to take it back!"

Virgil shook his head. "Too late." He moved to sit on Roman's thighs. "You've been in a mood all week. Time for me to fix that." He started with slow spidering over Roman's sides, receiving quiet giggles and a bit of wiggling. "Hmmm... I don't think this is enough. Do you?"

"It is! Ihit is!" Roman quickly tried to wriggle free of Virgil's grasp, knowing this was about to get ten times worse.

"I think someone's lying~" Virgil trilled, grinning down at Roman. "Now, is this enough?"

"Yes!" Roman wouldn't be still even though this made the light tickling even worse.

Virgil shook his head. "Oh dear. I think I'll have to teach you not to lie about this on top of you lying about your looks." He dug his fingers into Roman's sides, squeezing and scribbling harshly. 

Roman squealed and thrashed, shaking his head. "Nohoho! Vehee!"

"No what? You have to be specific dear. Otherwise, I'll just make this get worse and worse."

"No! No! Ihi can't take more!" 

"Then say you're cute." 

Roman shook his head. "Nuh-uh!"

Virgil sighed, moving his hands off of Roman. "Really Ro? I gave you a chance to take it back just then." 

Roman took this chance to catch his breath, grinning up at Virgil. "But I'm not cute."

Virgil raised an eyebrow, confused by the grin. Then it hit him. Roman wanted to be tickled. "Oh my gosh. Ro! You can ask for tickles hun!"

Roman shook his head, giggling.

"Well, I'm not tickling you again until you ask."

Roman's eyes went wide. "What? No! Veeee! That's not fair!" he whined, looking up at the other pleadingly. Virgil was dead silent, smirking down at his lee. How long could Roman last? What about Virgil?

Well, after about five minutes of Roman pouting up at Virgil, it seemed like the ler cracked. He started to slowly move his hands back towards Roman's sides, pulling those adorable giddy yet nervous giggles from his prince. Just before he touched Roman, he pulled his hands away. The puzzled look pulled a chuckle from Virgil. "I told you I won't tickle you until you ask. I'm just going to make you want it so much more."

Roman's eyes went wide once more. What?! This wasn't fair! He whined and pouted, pleading non-verbally with Virgil for tickles. Of course the other used this chance to dart his hands up to Roman's armpits, making the prince squeal without being touched. "Veee!"

"What is it, cutiepie?" Virgil slid his hands under Roman's shirt and lightly rested his fingertips on the other's belly.

Roman whimpered and presses into the touch. He wasn't going to beg. He wouldn't. Couldn't! It would be so embarrassing. He wouldn't ever-

"Tickle me already!"

Well, maybe he would.

As soon as those words pushed past the prince's lips, Virgil set to work on Roman's ribs. Roman squealed and laughed, wriggling around once again. "Awwwe. There's my adorable little prince. So, are you cute?"

"Yehes! Yes! I'm cute!"

Virgil eased up, lightly tracing patterns on Roman's belly. "There we go." He flicked his wrist at the fabric restraining Roman, causing it to fall limp. He then pulled Roman into his lap. "Was that so hard?"

Roman shook his head, smiling. "No, but it was fun."

Virgil chuckled and squeezed Roman's arm. "Just ask next tine you want tickles. Okay?"

"Maybe. No promises, though." He smiled sweetly at Virgil. "I like it when you have a reason to tickle me other than me asking. It makes you just that little bit more determined to get me to laugh."

Virgil rolled his eyes, smiling and shaking his head. "Let's get you a snack and then take a nap. Okay?"

Roman nodded. "Sounds good to me."

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1) welcome to the community!!! My page has been D E A D recently but Imma fix that. 2) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE TEASES OH MY GOODNESS