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Lighten up!
Mouthwashing tickle fic (short fic)
Lee: Swansea Ler: Daisuke
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"Swansea?" Daisuke's voice came from the hallway. Swansea was still wide awake. He hadn't been sleeping since well since being on the tulpar. Swansea sighed when he heard Daisuke's voice. "what are you doin' out of bed, kid?" Swansea grumbled. Daisuke entered the living area. clawing over the back of the couch, now sitting next to Swansea.
"couldn't sleep..." Daisuke mumbled. tilting his head as he looked at Swansea. "you?" Swansea looked at Daisuke and huffed. "same here i guess... not been able to sleep right since being on the damn ship..." Swansea looked away once more. it was quiet for a moment, not awkward or anything, just... nice. it was nice just sitting with each other for once and not yelling back and forth about a job.
"I just miss home... that's all kid..." Swansea mumbled. Daisuke looked at the floor. "yeah, me too..." said softly. another moment of silence passed before Daisuke spoke up again. "but hey, you have me for now, right?" Daisuke smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Swansea looked at Daisuke for a moment, his expression unreadable. but Daisuke's smile caused him to crack slightly. that damn bright smile.
Swansea huffed and gave a small smile, but quickly looked away to hide it. "tsk, more like stuck with ya..." Swansea grumbled, but he didn't mean a word he said. Daisuke gasped dramatically in mock offence. "wha-? you don't mean that!" Daisuke exclaimed. "i mean every word." Swansea shot back, looking back at Daisuke. a smile more prominent on his face.
Daisuke nudged Swansea slightly, only to earn one back. Daisuke then reached out and playfully poked Swansea's side. Swansea let out a small chuckle involuntary. Daisuke's eyes seemed to light up at this and continued. "h-hehey kid! quit that!" Swansea chuckled slightly, yet trying to hold back.
"no way! i didn't know you were ticklish! plus you kinda deserve this!" Daisuke grinned. poking and prodding all around Swansea's side. Swansea tried to swat Daisuke away, but it was no use. Daisuke was too quick with his hands. "come on! you gotta admit, Swansea. you at least like my company a little bit, right?" Daisuke pushed on.
"s-shut uhup, kid! quihihit it!" Swansea snickered, successfully grabbing one on Daisuke's hands. but Daisuke's other hand just shot out and poked Swansea's stomach. in response, the older man let out a small wheeze. "D-Daisuke! ehehenough!" Swansea chuckled.
Daisuke didn't of course, even laughing along with Swansea slightly. "only if you admit you like my company!" Daisuke smiled. Swansea grumbled, even through his laughter. "fine, fihihine! i doho ohohokay?" that's all it took for Daisuke stop stop. pulling his hands away and smiling like an idiot.
Swansea panted a little, but recovered quickly. he glared at Daisuke playfully. Daisuke could only grin back. "you little shit..." Swansea grumbled. "hey! at least you said you liked my company!" Daisuke beamed proudly.
Swansea rolled his eyes with a slight huff. but he reached out and ruffled Daisuke's hair non the less. "yeah, yeah... don't let it get to you're head..." Swansea then moved his hand from Daisuke's hair down to poke the young inters side. Daisuke squeaked on contact. "now get back to bed before I wreck the living shit out of you." Swansea threatened with a grin on his face.
Daisuke was quick on his feet as he jumped up from the couch in an instant. "o-okay! goodnight Swansea!" Daisuke called out as he left the living area in a hurry. Swansea chuckled as he watched the young man leave. Swansea smiled slightly. "goodnight, kid..." Swansea mumbled more so to himself. he turned back to the nighttime screen in front of him but this time, he had a smile in his face. "damn kid..."
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I know its short but i tried my best. really missed writing for these two 😭
HAI HAI HAI CAN I REQUEST A FIC WITH DAISUKE (<3) AND CURLY WHERE DAISUKE IS IN A LEE MOOD AND GOES TO ASK CURLY FOR TWORDS I FEEL LIKE IT WOULD BE SILLY THEY’RE SO SILLY (not in a romantic ship way) AUGH
OOP-
🌺just ask🌺
Mouthwashing tickle fic
Lee: Daisuke Ler: Curly
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Daisuke didn't know what was wrong with him... why on gods earth was he feeling this way? all day, all damn day he had been flustered and shy. this was obviously very unlike Daisuke. why was Daisuke acting like this you may ask? it all started that morning on the tulpar.
"morning Daisuke." Curly mumbled as he entered the kitchen area of the ship. Daisuke smiled and opened his mouth to respond. but instead of ruffling Daisuke's hair like he normally did, Curly poked Daisuke's side, drawing a small yelp from the boy.
thankfully no one was around to see or hear, only Curly who chuckles as he grabs whatever it is he's getting from the fridge and walks away. Daisuke sat there flustered out of his mind, and he had been like that all day. the slightest touch setting him off and making him shiver.
that evening, Daisuke was laying in bed. still replaying that same moment in his head over and over. what the hell was wrong with him?! Daisuke couldn't take it anymore. he left his room heading down the hall.
now we are here, Daisuke standing outside of Curly's bedroom door. he debated even going through with this. asking Curly, the CAPTAIN, of all people to TICKLE him?! "god damn it, Daisuke..! just knock and ask... I'm sure he wont mind..." Daisuke paused "no, NO! you can't ask him THAT! what am I even doing? oh man, this isn't a good idea-" Daisuke's words caught in this throat when Curly's bedroom door slid open, revealing Curly himself standing there with a confused look.
"Daisuke? what are you up to?" the captain asked, a small huff of a chuckle leaving his throat. Daisuke froze. "C-Cap! I-I was um... I, well..." Daisuke trailed off, he had no idea what to say, he was so flustered. Curly chuckled, placing a hand on Daisuke's shoulder, causing Daisuke to shiver. "why don't you come in, kid?" Curly smiled, already slightly pushing Daisuke before the younger could protest.
Daisuke sat on Curly's bed. the room was organized and laid out nicely. Daisuke was so flustered, unsure what to do with himself other that sit as still as possible on the bed. Curly sat next to him after a few moments.
"so... what's got you so worked up? and don't tell me its nothing. you're not really quiet when talking to yourself." Curly chuckled. Daisuke cursed himself in his head. "something about wanting to ask me something..?" Curly asked. Daisuke looked away. "I-It's embarrassing, Cap..." Daisuke stammered out.
Curly blinked before huffing softly. "I'm sure whatever it is, its not as embarrassing as you think, kid..." Curly smiled, holding his hands up. "I won't laugh, i swear." Curly chuckled. Daisuke looked at Curly for a split second before looking away once more. god he hated this.
"can you like... do the thing you did this morning..?" Daisuke asked in a quiet voice. Curly raised an eyebrow. "what thing?" Daisuke huffed. he was really going to have to do this, wasn't he? "y-y'know... when you did the thing, you... tickled me..." Daisuke mumbled out in an almost whisper. Curly blinked. "when i what? come on, kid. spit it out-." "can you tickle me again, damn it..!" Daisuke blurted out. his face quickly went red once he realized what he just sputtered out.
Curly paused. it was quiet for a good few seconds. just as Daisuke was convinced he had weirded Curly out. Curly chuckled. Daisuke's gaze was quick to land back on Curly. "you said you wouldn't laugh!" Daisuke exclaimed.
Curly continued to chuckle for another moment before calming slightly. "sorry, sorry, it's just... that's all?" Daisuke blinked. "what do you mean?" Curly rolled his eyes slightly. "I mean is that what you got yourself all worked up about? it's not a bid deal, kid." Curly pat Daisuke's shoulder.
Daisuke was dumbfounded to say the least. "I-" Daisuke was suddenly cut off as Curly's hand moved from his shoulder to his hips, going right for the kill. Daisuke almost jumped like ten feet in the air, letting out a loud squeal. "CUHUHURLY! WAHAHAHAHAIT!" Daisuke instantly tried to pull away, but curly was quick to hold Daisuke down.
"what's wrong, Daisuke? isn't this what you wanted?" Curly chuckled. a small smile on his face as he dug his thumbs right into Daisuke's hips, making the young intern squeal and kick his legs weakly in a failed attempt to get away. "THIHIHIHIHIS ISN'T FAHAHAHIR!" Daisuke thrashed, trying to divert Curly's attention elsewhere.
"oh fine, fine..." Curly let up a tiny bit by moving to Daisuke's sides. Daisuke was still giggling like crazy, have face all pink. "is that better?" Curly asked, half teasing but also half caring. "s-shuhuhut uhuhup!" Daisuke giggled. his hands latched to Curly's wrists, but not pushing him away.
Curly gasped in mock offense. "shut up!? do you speak to your mother with that mouth? and hear I was going soft on you!" Curly instantly moved his hands once more, this time to Daisuke's tummy. forming his hand into a claw and digging in without mercy. Daisuke shrieked. throwing his head back as he cackled. "NOHO! WAHAHAIT! IM SOHOHOHOHORRY!" Daisuke pleaded desperately.
even though Daisuke was fighting this, he genuinely needed this after basically suffering all day. "CUHUHURLY PLEHEHEHEASE!" Daisuke squealed. jolts of ticklishness sparked through him as he weakly kicked his legs again, only for Curly to pin the down with his own. "Please what, Daisuke? I'm not doing anything..." Curly teased with a small smirk as he played innocent, still clawing at Daisuke's poor tummy.
"maybe if you say sorry I'll stop..." Curly trailed off. Daisuke was trying so hard to push Curly's clawed hand away, even though he didn't want Curly to stop. "JUHUHUST FUHUHUCKING STAHAHAHAHAP!" Daisuke pleaded franticly, secretly dragging this on more. Curly tsked. "you're gonna play this game, huh? how rude, no manners at all..." Curly chuckled.
"fine then..." Curly pulled his hand away. Daisuke panted, thinking it was over, much to his disappointment a little. however, before Daisuke could think anything further, Curly was blowing a raspberry right onto his stomach. Daisuke screamed, instantly trying to push Curly's head away.
"AHAHA- W-WAAHAHAHAIT! NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE!" Daisuke Pleaded through squeals of frantic laughter. it was a shock no one else on the ship heard Daisuke and thought the poor boy was being murdered. Daisuke's please fell on deaf ears as Curly kept it up. Daisuke was loosing it. kicking his legs harder, his hair now a mess covering his bright red face.
Curly kept up his raspberries for a minute or two before taking pity on the poor intern who was bright red to the point it reached his ears. Daisuke panted heavily, curling up on himself and hugging his stomach as he giggled even after it was over.
"oh man..." Daisuke huffed, his hair a wreck. curly chuckled "you okay, Daisuke?" Curly asked softly, helping the younger sit up. "y-yeah... that was..." "Good?" Curly butted in as he nudged Daisuke's shoulder. Daisuke's face flushed a little. "h-hey! it was... okay, maybe..." Daisuke trailed off as he averted his eyes. Curly laughed, ruffling Daisuke's hair.
"nothing to be embarrassed about, kid..." Curly said softer. "you can ask anytime you know..." Curly carried on, his eyes meeting Daisuke's once more. Curly smiled, poking Daisuke's side one last time, causing the young boy to yelp. "it'll be our secret, huh?" Daisuke sighed with a small chuckle, rubbing his side slightly. but he nodded, feeling relief. "yeah... thanks cap..."
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loved writing this! took multiple takes cause I couldn't figure out how to write a Lee mood in the best way, but I did my best! :>
Hi guys it's a Christmas miracle that I actually managed to finish a fic 😝
Anyway enjoy this no crash and no jimjam fic!! If u tag this as ship I'll get u
If you want to read it on ao3 its right here
Fic under the cut!!
Curly stared at the scene in front of him, cursing the fact that his responsibility as captain means he has to deal with stuff like this. Daisuke, with a look on his face somewhere between sheepishness and a pout, is stuck in the emergency foam. With Swansea glaring at the kid like he's the cause of all his problems, unfair, but the kid was trouble sometimes. They've only been on the ship for close to 5 months and there's already been several incidents like this, usually with Daisuke as the unintentional culprit.
Curly can't ever bring himself to be mad at the kid though, he's a good kid and he only wants to help out, he just needs to listen a little better. “Well. I see the issue here.” He says. Swansea's glower is turned on him. “The kid was brought on just to make me suffer!” He snapped, “Intern my ass.” He grouses. Curly sighs, waving Swansea off, “Go, I'll deal with this, I'm the only one with access to the axe case anyway.” He ignores the man's muttering as he storms out of the room, the door closing behind him.
Turning around to face Daisuke, he raises an eyebrow. “How many times has he warned you not to mess with the vent now?” The kid pouts, “I was just trying to help! How was I supposed to know it would trigger the emergency foam?” He wiggles a bit while he's talking, trying to free his hands from the foam. He gets one out and starts slowly digging out the other hand, which is quite a ways deeper in the foam than the other one was. Curly clears his throat, and when Daisuke looks up at him, gives him a stern look.
“You should know better than to mess with the vent, it's collapsed inside since before this voyage and you've been told that it's too dangerous for even Swansea to try and fix.” He raised an eyebrow. “You've only worked on this ship for 5 months, you're nowhere near qualified enough to fix the vent, it could kill you if you try, at the least it would hurt you pretty bad.” As he's speaking, Daisuke droops, ashamed and embarrassed. He sighs, ruffling the kids' hair. “I'm not mad at you, kid, I don't want you to get hurt and Swansea doesn't either. It's why he's so hard on you.” He gives him a reassuring smile, which Daisuke hesitantly returns.
Curly stepped away to get the axe out of its case, pulling out the code scanner to make sure he puts in the right code. When he grabs the axe and starts walking back, he sighs as he sees Daisuke's nervous look. “Can't you just use your hands and pull me out? I got my hand out on my own” He says with an uneasy grin. Curly leans the axe nearby, resigning himself to calming the kid down. “It's too thick for me to pull you out of it, the only reason you could get your hand out was because it wasn't deep in the foam. And,” He raised an eyebrow. “You wouldn't be in this situation if you had just listened to Swansea.” He shrugged.
Daisuke still looked hesitant, and Curly struggled to think of something to help the kid calm down. The last thing he wanted was him freaking out and getting hit with the axe on accident. He thinks back to earlier in the week during game night, after losing at sorry for the third time in a row Anya had started to tickle him to distract him from the game. The tickle fight that happened could have gone down in history. It would calm him down, and Daisuke never seems to mind it. Plus, maybe it would finally stick that he needs to be more careful and listen to what he's told.
He raises a hand and starts poking at Daisuke's side, grinning at the immediate giggles it elicited. It was always hard not to smile when Daisuke laughed, he's so bright and energetic that his joy and laughter are contagious. “Waihahait!” He squealed and covered his face with his free hand as Curly moved to scribble at his belly. “Daisuke, I'm not even doing anything,” he laughs softly. “Liahahar!” He shrieked when Curly poked at his belly button.
Curly stopped to give Daisuke a moment to breathe before smirking at him. “Is that any way to talk to your captain?” Daisukes eyes go wide. “Waihahait! I dihihidn't mehehean it! Dohohohn’t!” He pleaded as Curly reached for his free hand. He halfheartedly tries to squirm away, but the foam might as well have been concrete with how tough it was to move through it.
Curly, pausing as he gets a slightly evil idea, hums to himself. “don't what?” He asks, hiding a grin. Daisuke walks right into his trap, “tihihickle mehehe!” He giggles out. Daisuke freezes, eyes wide, as he realizes that he just fell for the oldest trick in the book, and one that he himself uses often. His nervous anticipatory smile grows as he stares at the silently grinning captain.
Curly lightly drags his nails around his palm and down his arm, listening to Daisuke's panicked laughter fluctuate as he goes back and forth. “Awww does it tickle, Daiske?” He can't help but tease. He's met with squeaky giggles as he draws closer to his palm.
Curly waited, letting the anticipation build until Daisuke started to get fidgety. Then he strikes, spidering down his arm and scratching at the palm of his hand. Daisuke's giggles get wilder as he unsuccessfully instinctively tries to pull his hand away.
After a moment, he lets go of Daisuke's hand, giving him a moment to breathe. “Alright kid, let's get you out of that foam.” Curly said, picking up the axe from its resting spot. Daisuke nods, still giggling slightly, waiting for Curly to chop through the thick foam before shaking out his body from being trapped in the foam for a while.
When free, he rubs at his palm, chasing away residual tingles. He seems to remember what got his stuck in the foam in the first place, and his head droops, expecting a reprimand. Curly sighs softly, pulling Daisuke into a side hug and ruffling his hair. “Like I said, nobody's truly mad at you, just worried because you could have gotten hurt or worse. Just don't do it again and you'll be fine.” He grins at him, and Daisuke smiles back.
“And you should cheer up, don't think I won't go for round two. Now, go help Swansea, I'm sure he needs your help right now. ” He says, poking Daisuke in the side a couple of times. Daisuke squeaks and moves away a bit. “Okahahahay! Message received!” He laughed out, walking towards the door. He pauses at the entrance for a moment. “Thanks Curly.” He says with an embarrassed flush, before scampering out of the room. Curly watches him go with a fond smile, turning around to get rid of the rest of the foam.
haiiii i wrote this at the family function in my silly lil corner bc i love daisuke <3 quipped this up super quick so its not super proofread but i glanced over it ,,,, perchance ... hope yall enjoy ^-^
also written on phone but posted on my puter ,,, if it looks weird then thats my b
lee!reader, ler!daisuke (romantic / established relationship)
tw / cw : tks, silly behaviors, idk tbh i fear this is pretty safe
The soft sizzling of melting butter filled the air as you sifted it through the surface of the pan. Once evenly spread, you grabbed a spoonful of the pancake batter, chocolate chips adorning the mixture. You let it fall with a soft 'thump' and carefully shaped it to look more rotund. Sighing quietly, your mind drifted to your boyfriend; he should be waking up around this time. You had hoped to be done with breakfast before then, but him joining you while you cooked sounded just as nice.
And that's exactly what happened. The creaky door of your shared bedroom opened, followed by the soft thudding of Daisuke's socked feet. You quickly turned your head to meet his sleepy gaze, a soft smile gracing your face as he tiredly made his way to you. He wore a loose-fitting white tank top, contrasted by his brightly colored reindeer sweatpants. He had bought matching pairs for you two, insisting they be worn to "get into the holly jolly spirit!" You turned your attention to the food cooking in front of you, picking up the spatula as Daisuke wrapped his arms around your middle. His chin found your shoulder as you flipped the pancake, hearing him yawn next to your ear before you spoke: "Good morning, sleepyhead."
You earned a mumbled 'g'morning baby' and a sloppy peck to your jaw. One hand moved the spatula again, lightly pressing the fluffy cake down while the other reached up to rub his cheek. Daisuke purred at the touch, pressing himself closer against your back. The both of you soaked up the tenderness of the moment for a minute longer until he spoke up: "Smells so good, are those chocolate chips?"
Reaching in the bag to grab one, you nodded with a hum and held it to his mouth. He accepted with a small noise of appreciation, watching as you scooped up the now ready pancake and placed it with the other finished ones. His eyes followed your every move from on your shoulder; scrapping the inside of the bowl to make the last cake, gingerly cleaning up its shape, and going to grab another chocolate chip and bring it towards his mouth. He opened up again, only for you to steer away at the last minute and pop the treat in your own mouth.
He gasped in mock offense, making you giggle and pinch his cheek. Daisuke let out a small squawk, shaking his head to dislodge your hand. "Cut that out, gimme one!" He practically whined. You only giggled more in response, jokingly letting out a 'nuh uh!' as you stuck your tongue out at him. Grumbling dramatically, his grip on your waist tightening slightly through his mini tantrum. You flinched slightly at the change of pressure, stiffly moving to flip the pancake as you hoped Daisuke wouldn't notice.
Oh, how wrong you were. Daisuke quirked his eyebrow at your body's sudden rigidness, worried he might have squeezed you too tight. "Oops, sorry love." He loosened his hold on you, quickly rubbing your sides as a way to soothe any injury he may have brought. What he wasn't expecting, however, was for you to tense up more than before, this time sharply inhaling as your grip on the spatula visibly tightened. Time seemed to freeze for a brief moment, until you felt your Daisuke grin against your cheek. "Daisuke. Daisuke no."
"Daisuke yes~" He sung out, quickly poking your torso. His grip on your body tightened more as he did so, preventing you from wriggling away. You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop any noise, feeling another poke to your other side. "D-dahaisuke the-the food! Dohon't do this!" Said boy let out an exaggerated hum in thought while ever so slowly drumming his fingers on your waist as he did so. It took you inhuman levels of self control to keep a squeal from slipping out. "Don't do what exactly, hm?" You could practically hear the smile on his face; he knew what he was doing.
All you could do in whine in protest: "C'mohon, y-you know what!" He let out yet another dramatic hum as his fingers picked up their pace. Your hand flew over your mouth, clamping it shut as giggles threatened to slip out at any second. Daisuke took notice of this, grinning harder than ever before. "Go on, doll, tell me what I shouldn't do." He halted his hands briefly, allowing you a chance to speak. You let out a shaky breath, putting down the spatula directly before Daisuke pinched your hip. A yelp escaped your lips before you could even register it. Your mouth answered his question before your brain could even process what he was scheming. "Tickle me, damnit!"
...Oh.
You didn't have time to realize that you had fallen for Daisuke's trap, not when all 10 of his fingers instantly dug into your sides, your hands flew down, grabbing his wrists as you let out a scream before dissolving into a fit of laughter. You felt his chest rumble against your back as he laughed as well. "Aww, see? That wasn't so hard to say now, was it? It's so much better to use our words, isn't it?" His teasing was almost as insufferable as his fingers plucking at your waist, setting every nerve ablaze with tickly sensations. Your legs began to tremble as you subconsciously leaned into Daisuke for support. "Dahahai-Daisuke! The pancahahake ihis g-gonna buhurn!" you managed to chirp out, now fully slumped onto his chest.
Daisuke reached with one hand to move the pan to a different stove top, turning off the one in use in the process. "No worries, gigglebug!" He resumed his tickly onslaught as he placed a quick kiss to the side of your neck. The feeling made you squeak, slamming your hand on your mouth once more while the other remained grabbing his arm. You heard him hum, the vibrations from it sent a chill throughout your back. He inhaled loudly, before peppering kisses onto your neck; his lips featherlight against your skin. You let out a sharp squeal before melting into a puddle of soft snorts and giggles. Daisuke smiled against your skin, the kissing not stopping as his hands moved higher to scratch at your ribs.
You screeched, head thrown back on his shoulder. You slammed your arms against your torso, accidentally trapping his hands to nip and poke at your sensitive bones. Daisuke's lip continued attacking as well; kissing up and down your neck, even occasionally blowing on your ear just to get an extra yelp from you. "SHIHIHIHIT DAISUKE! Daisuke, plehehehease! Not theheheHERE-"
He only chuckled onto your neck, placing a quick smooch on your earlobe before grabbing onto your hips; he turned you a full 180 degrees to face him. You were then met with a goofy grin as he stared at your flushed face. Daisuke watched as you gasped for air, your own silly smile still present as you glared at him through your hair. It wasn't as intimidating as you had hoped, though. Not with your pink cheeks and the "scowl" you tried to express.
He removed a hand from your hips to boop your nose, giggling at the scrunch he received from it. You swatted his hand away, grumbling as you turned your head to the side. Avoiding his gaze was your only goal; the situation was embarrassing enough as it is, you didn't need his eye contact to further fluster you.
Daisuke pulled your hips closer to him, his other hand finding your cheek as he gently guided you to face him again. You reluctantly let him move your head, meeting his gaze once more. He offered you a smile, less cheeky now and more lovingly. You smiled back, placing a quick peck to his lips before turning back around to tend to the now cooked pancakes.
"Alright, alright. Go on and set the table for me, will you hun? It's the least you could do after nearly killing me." Daisuke let out a 'pfft' at your remark, giving your hip a light pat before walking off to the dining room. You watched him grab and place the napkins next to each other, humming a cute tune as he did so. You grinned before opening the maple syrup, joining him in his hum while popping off its lid.
Neither of you could imagine a better way to start off Christmas day.
if you could write anything with lee! curly that would be amazing!! maybe with Anya or Daisuke as a ler? no pressure of course
have a nice day!!
Why not both? 🤔 also thought I'd combine the other ask that's at the bottom 🙏
cheater!
Mouthwashing tickle fic
Lee: Curly Ler: Ayan and Daisuke
so tonight's board game night was going... just great, to say the least. Swansea and Jimmy had already gone to bed. not wanting to put with what they had seemingly predicted what would happen.
"i rolled a two so I moved two spots forward!" Daisuke exclaimed, his eyes locked on an annoyed looking Anya. "no! i saw you move three steps, you cheater!" Anya argued back. between the two was Curly, the poor man being stuck between the twos bickering. "guys, please..." Curly sighed. "Curly! you saw me move two spots, right?" "no! i saw you move three!" it was going to be a long night...
"guys, come on, i didn't see anyone doing anything. can't we just play... peacefully for once...?" curly asked with a nervous smile. he had been watching the two argue like this for the past half an hour since the game started. he knew it would've went like this when he agreed to play with the two...
Anya and Daisuke turned to look at Curly. "Captain! you're not even gonna defend me?" Daisuke exclaimed. "there's nothing to defend, you cheated!" Anya snapped back. Curly sighed. "anyway, its my turn..." Curly picked up the dice and rolled, he got a six, so he moved six spots forward. "oh, i won..." Curly released. a smile spreading onto his face.
"what?! that's not- how??" Daisuke sat up in disbelief. Anya also sat up in disbelief. Curly chuckled a little. "uh, i rolled a six...?" he explained. "you couldn't have! you were more that six stops away from the end!" "yeah! you couldn't have won!" the two younger crewmates argued. Curly chuckled again. "sorry Guys, maybe instead of arguing, maybe focus on getting better at the game." Curly shrugged with a little smugness in his tone.
Anya and Daisuke looked at each other, then back at the man between them. "really?" Curly blinked, thinking he had actually upset them. he opened his mouth to say something, but Anya cut him off. "you wanna know what i think?" Anya asked. "I think you cheated, don't you Daisuke?" "oh, definitely!" Curly could hear the almost playfulness in their tones.
"G-Guys, i didn't cheat!" Curly tried to explain. "you both know I-" Curly was cut off when he felt a poke on his side. the culprit? Daisuke. Curly jumped, turning to Daisuke, who ad the biggest shit eating grin on his face. "Daisuke, what-" but curly was cut off yet again when Anya pounced. instantly attacking his sides. Daisuke joining in almost instantly. Curly yelped. "G-Guhuhuys! wahahit!" Curly couldn't help but giggle.
"why? this is exactly what you deserve, you cheater!" Anya exclaimed, a smug grin on her face as her blunt nails raked up and down Curly's sides. Daisuke was no better, his fingers squeezing just before Curly's hips. "Yeah, sorry cap. but she's right!" Daisuke chuckled. Curly tried to curl up on himself. but with Anya attacking from the front and Daisuke from behind, he couldn't escape.
"hey, Anya! what about here?" Daisuke spoke up. his hands instantly attacking Curly's ribs, wiggling right between them and all. Curly let out a shriek, his body twisting this way and that way to escape Daisuke's tickling fingers. "Dahahahaisuke! plehehease! wahaHAHIT-!" Anya chuckled. "sensitive captain? or should i say... cheater?" she asked with a sub grin. her own fingers now digging in just right into his sides.
Curly had lost it now, a small flush growing on his face. "STOHOHP CALLING MEHEHEHE THAHAT!" "see? he's turning red because he knows he's guilty!" Daisuke exclaimed with a sharp squeeze to Curly's ribs, making curly let out an embarrassingly loud yelp. he slid down, now laying against Daisuke slightly, trapping him. "GUHUYS, COHOHOME OHON! IHIHI DIDN'T CHEHEHEHEAT!" Curly cackled "that's something a cheater would say..." Anya retorted back.
"come on, Captain. just admit it and we'll let you go! simple!" the two stopped, Anya raising an eyebrow. "well, captain? you going to admit defeat?" she teased. Curly panted, trying to regain his Barings even though the two were yet to let him go. "noho! it's not my fault you two are so terrible at the game..!"
Curly knew he was cooked the moment those words left his lips. he watched as Anya's expression darkened, even Daisuke grew nervous. it's a look he knew all too well. without a word, Anya dug right into Curly's tummy, scribbling all over it in a flash with those long nails of hers.
Curly practically screamed. "ANYA! AHAHAHANYA!" "yeah! get him Anya!" Daisuke cheered on from behind Curly. Curly didn't try to hold back his squirming anymore. Daisuke trying to hold him. "what was it you said?" Anya asked, despite the look on her face, there was a playful undertone to her words as she continued her attack.
Curly was rolling. Daisuke wanted in on the action too, adding his own touch of hip squeezes. Curly desperately tried to push the two off him, but in his weak state he couldn't. "GUHUHUYS, PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHM SOHOHOHORRY!" "oh now you're sorry, huh?" Anya teased. both her and Daisuke wore shit eating grins.
"IHI AHAHAM! IHIHI AHAHAHAHAM!" Curly cackled. his face and ears had turned all red. even tears of laughter started to brim in his eyes. Anya saw this and finally decided to take pity on Curly, Daisuke following right after. "oh fine..." Curly panted heavily, trying to recover from that intense attack.
"you okay, Cap?" Daisuke tilted his head down at Curly. Curly sat up, running his fingers through his blonde locks. "heh... i think so, yeah... that was insane..." he panted. "and for the record, I didn't cheat..." "oh, we know." Anya piped up. Curly looked at her and blinked. "what?" "yeah, we were just messing with ya!" Daisuke chuckled.
Curly went quiet for a moment. Anya and Daisuke looked at each other. "uh, Captain?" "Curly?" Curly glared at the two, but you could see the playfulness behind his eyes. "i hope you two can run fast..." Anya and Daisuke looked at each other once more, their faces paled with realization.
Daisuke was the first to jump up and run. "Anya, run!" he squealed and ran off. Anya looked back at Curly, the blonde man smirked before pouncing. Anya squealed, just missing him. she ran off in the same direction Daisuke went. "Daisuke, wait!" "hey! get back here!" Curly ran after the two. determination in his gaze and a playful smirk on his face.
Yippee! loved writing this one too! Anya and Daisuke as a team are awesome! @estelle-skully
yk what I’ve been drawing a lot of human/humanoid characters lately even though I’m used to drawing anthro characters, so ngl people are getting annoying to draw BUT! I’m personally very happy w this :3 it isn’t perfect but at least they’re recognizable
HAII hi hi would u be ok doing a ler!anya/lee!reader fic :3 maybe shes like doing a checkup on them and tickles them on accident or something
-definitely not @/gnarplee
LEE READER YAY!
Check up
Mouthwashing tickle fic
Lee: Y/N Ler: Anya
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today was the day, you had a check up with Anya. you were Anya's intern and you had been helping her with the rest for the crews check ups. it was a monthly thing Anya did, just to make sure the crews health was in check! but, honestly you had been hoping she'd forget all abouts yours, you absolutely hated going to the doctors. how ironic.
you had seen curly out after his check up. quickly, you packed up some of your stuff in a hurry, hoping to get out of the medical room as soon as possible and head to your sleeping quarters. "where do you think you're going?" a voice came from behind you. there stood Anya with her hands on her hips and a raised eyebrow.
"i-i was just... um... y'know..." but the words died on your lips. Anya huffed a small laugh. "come on, it'll be quick..." Anya patted the medical bed for you to sit. you sighed in defeat, almost like a dramatic child. you put your stuff down and hopped onto the medical bed.
Anya started off with the basics. checking your heartrate, your blood pressure, measuring you and taking down you weight. it kinda made you feel silly for even worrying about such small check ups to begin with...
Anya smiled softly. "come on, Y/N, you've nothing to worry about." Anya smiled as she stood over the small sink, washing her hands before heading back over to you. "You're in good hands... plus, you know it's only me... It's just a small check-up, nothing more." "i-i guess you're right..." You mumble.
"okay, everything seems great so far!" Anya smiled. "just one last small thing then you'll be done..." she followed up with softly. taking out a measuring tape. "i just have to measure your waist..." but now you had completely relaxed, not as scared as you were when you first came in. "y-yeah, sure..." Anya wrapped the measuring tape around your waist, she checked to see the measurement. "ah, perfect..." Anya smile "normal size for your a-" Anya pulled the measuring tape away, her fingers brushing past your side, making you jump.
Anya blinked. "oh, I'm sorry...! did i hurt you are you hurt anywhere?" Anya asked, worried. you felt your face heat up slightly, this was so embarrassing. "n-no, it wasn't that..." you stammer. but Anya was quick to your side. "no, no, let me see..." oh no, you were cooked.
Anya, using her ever so gentle hands started to feel around your side. "does it hurt here?" she asked softly. your breath hitched. "n-no, Anya...! ihits not...!" you had to suppress your giggles, one accidently slipping out. Anya paused. the gears slowly started turning in her head. a small smile formed on her face.
"are you sure? tell me where it hurts, dear..." Anya said softly, rubbing and prodding at your side with a little more force, but she was still gentle. you jumped and shivered slightly "A-Anya...! wahahit!" you squeaked Anya chuckled at your reaction. "oh dear... i may have to make sure you're not hurting elsewhere..."
with that, Anya started using both hands to poke and prod your sides. "A-Aahahanya!" you yelp. "oh dear, listen to those moans of pain! poor thing..." now you knew she was doing this on purpose. you didn't even try to stop her, you didn't have the heart too...
"does it hurt here too?" Anya's hands moved up to your ribs. you squealed. you quickly clamped your arms down. "Nohoho! it dohohohoesn't!" Anya chuckled softly. "while we're here, i need to check you have all your ribs... we don't want to be missing any..." for some reason, that make it tickle more.
"nohoHOHO! NAHAT THAT!" you squealed once more as Anya started to count. "one, two. three, fo- oh dear, silly me... I've lost count..." Anya would tease and start back up again. this went on for a moment. Anya "loosing count" and starting all over again.
"okay, okay, i just have to check one more place... tell me, what about here, dear? does it hurt?" you didn't even have time to react before Anya's hands shot up to your armpits. you squealed louder than last time, your body convulsing as you clamped your arms down harder. "AHAHANYA! NOHOT THEHEHERE!" you kicked you legs and tried to squirm away. falling backwards on the medical bed, Anya following.
"well now, i can to a proper examination if my hands are stuck, can i?" Anya teased. you were a mess. your face all pink "ANYA, PLEHEHEHEASE! NOHO MORE!" you begged through squeals. "are you sure, dear? do you hurt anywhere else?" Anya asked, a small but still teasing smile on her face. "IHI DOHOHOHON'T IHIHI PROHOHOMISE!" you babbled through laughter.
Anya decided you'd had enough and finally backed off, leaving you panting and curling up into yourself. "are you okay, Y/N?" Anya giggled softly, finding the state she left you in cute. you sat back up slightly, you face flushed and you're hair a mess. "i-i think, yeah..." you panted, running your fingers through your disheveled hair.
Anya chuckled softly. "check ups aren't so bad after all, huh?" she mused. you glared at her playfully. "yeah, yeah..." you pausd for a moment. "say... who's doing your check up?" you asked, a playful grin spreading on your face. Anya paused, noticing your grin.
"i-i don't need one...!" Anya stammered. you chuckled, shifting closer to her. "Don't worry, doc... I insist..." And with that, you pounced, the medical room filling with squeals and giggles once more.
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Kinda small, but I hope ya'll enjoy. 🫶 I have a lot of fun writing this one!
Hello!!! I've been reading your MW posts lately and I honestly love the way you write. I was wondering if I could make a request on how the crew would react if they received a random tickle attack.
(preferably by the reader)
a/n: hello nonny!! This is sooo sweet thank you so much :D always glad to make people happy with my work!!
Tulpar crew reacting to receiving a random tickle attack
Curly
Let’s be honest
He would be the one tickling you probably
But on the rare occasion you catch him off guard he will bust out laughing
Has the deepest manliest laugh too
Like you’re lowkey giving him goo goo eyes because of how beautiful he sounds
“You little ratbag!!”
Chases you around
The other crew members are like ???
Why are they giggling and chasing each other like little kids
Definitely gets you back
And shows no mercy either
You were weak…
But he will not be
You’re crying by the end of it
Don’t mess with the Curly monster
Jimmy
Oh god
If you can even touch him it’s a good day
Let alone tickle this man
If you by some miracle manage to spring a tickle attack on him he’ll be disgusted let’s be real
“The fuck are you doing? Quit it!!”
He’s actually extremely ticklish though
Has an evil villain laugh
Straight up like “muahahaha”
Hearing him laugh extended your lifespan by 20 years though
Truly healing experience
He will punch you to get you off of him
“Fuck off. Don’t do that again.”
Finds himself smiling after though
He’s not sure why
He hated that
Or did he…..
Daisuke
You and Daisuke already prank each other all the time
You are constantly getting into mischief with each other
So of course you hit him with a tickle attack
Has the goofiest laugh
“HeheheHAUGH HAUGH HAUGH”
Begs for mercy dramatically
You barely even did anything
Extremely ticklish
He will also get you back
Has one of those long sticks with the finger on it
Pokes you with it
Also loves to tickle you just randomly in general
He thinks your laugh is adorable
If you’re not ticklish he’ll still try
He is a man on a mission
Swansea
Swansea?
Ticklish?
Maybe when he was like 20
This old man is too tired to giggle at your antics
“Kid I lost all feeling in my neck when I was 40”
“Then how are you standing?”
“…shut up.”
He will eventually crack and let out a chuckle
Not because it tickles
Because your earnest efforts are cute
Pats your head
“Go run along and do something else, yeah?”
Doesn’t get you back but thinks about it
He likes your laugh a lot
Anya
Please god do not spring it on her
She will scream in terror
If done right she will giggle
And she also has a very funny giggle
Penny from that one scene in TAWOG
Reminds her of when she was a little kid
Used to love being tickled
Would ask her parents to tickle her all the time
She doesn’t want to get you back because “that’d be mean”
She understands other people don’t like it most of the time
Bonus she loves your jokes
Bad jokes in general just make her laugh
“If you can make her laugh and giggle, you can make that booty shake and jiggle”
can you maybe do Ler Swansea headcannons :3 (if you’ve already done that sorry I haven checked your blog💔)
Was gonna make a whole headcanons list for all the characters, so it thought I'd just answer this here. 🙏
Mouthwashing tickle headcanons.
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Curly
LEE
🧡 this man loves tickles but will never admit it.
🧡 his tummy and ribs are his most sensitive spots.
🧡 gets embarrassed when tickling is brought up in convo.
🧡 would always lose tickle fights to jimmy when they were kids. Sometimes on purpose
🧡 will try to keep his laughter as quiet as possible before it becomes too much, and it turns into deep cackles.
🧡 "noho, wahahait! wahaHAHAHAIT-!"
🧡 hadn't been tickled in years until Daisuke, in Daisuke fashion, found out.
🧡 blushes a lot.
🧡 doesn't try very hard to get away as he doesn't want to hurt the person tickling him.
LER
🧡 as a ler, however, his confidence is brought back.
🧡 will want revenge if he's playful and will chase you down to get it.
🧡 this man will tease you the whole time. he likes to play innocent as if he isn't wrecking you underneath him.
🧡 "What? what's so funny? me? tickling you? i have no clue what you're talking about!"
🧡 "Geez, you must think I'm hilarious if you're laughing so much..!"
🧡 he's strong. the strongest guy on the ship aside from Swansea. so pinning you down won't be an issue for him. no matter
🧡 he doesn't want to hurt you or take it too far, so he will check up on you afterwards.
🧡 he's actually very good at tickling. knows everything in the god damn book to get you screaming.
🧡 his favourite thing to do is the claw with his had on the lee's stomach.
🧡 he'll also give killer raspberries. Also, the only reason he attempts to grow his beard.
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Anya
LEE
🩵 she isn't overwhelmingly ticklish but still is.
🩵 she's ticklish all over, really. but the spots that really get her are her underarms, neck, and her feet. (not in a weird way obviously.)
🩵 she's a giggler in the beginning. but get one of her worst spots, and she'll be squealing.
🩵 her laughter is soft in the beginning, but after a while, she's howling.
🩵 "nohoho, plehehease..! ple-! PLEHEHEASE!"
🩵 she actually doesn't mind tickles. she finds it strangely comforting. but I didn't tell you that.
🩵 will squeal loudly if you surprise her.
🩵 she squeaks. she once did it when Curly was tickling her and was so embarrassed.
LER
🩵 she gives big sister energy when it comes to tickling honestly. her tickles can be either soft or rough depending on what they're for.
🩵 she'll be gentle if she's cheering someone up or if you're, i don't know, not Daisuke. Curly isn't off the hook either.
🩵 however. if you've pissed her off, it's war. Daisuke is a frequent victim.
🩵 she teases no matter if it's soft or rough tickles. either way, she has a way to make you flustered as hell.
🩵 "Come on, it's only a little tickle. It's not so bad... you sound so cute..!"
🩵 "Too much? maybe don't cheat then, you little asshole!"
🩵 her nails are a killer.
🩵 will feel bad if she's taken it too far, which is often the case during board games.
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Daisuke
LEE
🩷 MY BOY!
🩷 this mf is ticklish everywhere isn't not even funny. more so where there's muscle or bones.
🩷 his worse spots are his tummy, thighs, and hips.
🩷 be ready to give chase if he's not sitting or lying down. cause this man will run for his damn life.
🩷 he'll be giggling before you've even started. he hates anticipation. It makes him very flustered.
🩷 hates it when people blow in his ears. He'll squeal.
🩷 that's why he'll annoy and provoke anyone around him.
🩷 he secretly gets in lee moods a lot. its makes him very flustered and has a hard time asking for help.
🩷 was also very confused when he first got one and was freaking out.
🩷 on the very rare chance he has asked for tickles. he's very, very embarrassed about it.
🩷 he's very weak to rib counting and raspberries.
🩷 has a very loud and high-pitched laugh. you'll think someone is being murdered.
🩷 "NOHO, STAHAHAHAP! IHIM SOHOHOHOHORRY!
🩷 is sensitive to any and every form of tickling.
🩷 will giggle like crazy at soft tickles.
LER
🩷 like Anya, he's giving older brother vibes.
🩷 he's surprisingly strong, not Curly level strong, but can pin you down well.
🩷 knows where everyone is ticklish and it's scary.
🩷 his teases are ruthless. knows exactly what will make you flustered.
🩷 "Aw! right here? it tickles right here, right? I'll have to stay right here then!'
🩷 "At this point, i may never stop!"
🩷 he definitely knows every trick in the book, and one hundred per cent tells jokes to make it seem like you're laughing at them.
🩷 will sometimes take it too far. but will always try not to and make sure you're okay.
🩷 will get excited if anyone asks them to tickle them. he'll act like he's just been asked to serve the country.
🩷 teams up with Anya on occasion.
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Swansea
LEE
💜 I can't really think of much for Lee Swansea.
💜 I'd say he's a little ticklish on his tummy and sides.
💜 but will quickly swat you away before telling you off. (Daisuke 👀)
💜 has a very wheezy and gruff laugh.
💜 "h-hey-! enohough yohohou..!"
LER
💜 now ler Swansea is different.
💜 he raised two daughters, to he used to play tickle monster with them both.
💜 and ever since Daisuke came into his life, the intern is like the son he never had. so poor Daisuke gets it the most.
💜 when he's in a playful mood, he'll tickle Daisuke for anything. not listening, to cheer him up, to wake him, or just because.
💜 he knows every technique in the book, too. He was a former tickle monster, after all.
💜 he teases a lot. like, this man's will make sure to make you feel even worse better than you already do.
💜 "Listen to ya! squealin' like a damn girl."
💜 "Maybe if ya had gotten your lazy ass up, we wouldn't be here, would we?"
💜 always knows when to back off or when you've had enough.
💜 sometimes will laugh along with you. Only if he's feeling playful.
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Jimmy
(I know, I know it's jimmy, but let's just pretend he's normal... ish. he's still mean, but he doesn't do any of his crazy shit he did in the game. 😭)
LEE
❤️ he's definitely ticklish, yet he'll never admit it for as long as he lives. he claims it's weak.
❤️ Curly is the only one who knows where he's ticklish and is the only one allowed to tickle him.
❤️ he's a fighter and will kick or punch.
❤️ the only spot he's really ticklish and will get a laugh out of him is his knees.
❤️ squeezing them will get a yell out of him. he'll kick and do anything to get you off.
❤️ his laugh his wheezy and grumbly.
❤️ will swear and insult you through his laughter.
❤️ "g-gehehet the fuhuhuHUUCK OFF MEHE-! FUHUCK YOHOHOU!"
❤️ i wouldn't try to tickle if you're not Curly. you will not survive.
LER
❤️ he's evil. very evil.
❤️ this man is not letting you go until you physically fight him off you. or you're in tears.
❤️ the only two people he's tickled before are Curly, who he's more careful with. but Daisuke? Daisuke had learned his lesson way too many times not to poke fun at Jimmy.
❤️ rough tickles. Damn rough tickles.
❤️ this man will hunt. you. down just to teach you not to mess with him.
❤️ is mean even when he's tickling.
❤️ "It tickles? that's kinda the point, dumbass."
❤️ "Jesus, just how sensitive are you? its kinda embarrassing..."
❤️ will fight you just to pin you down.
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Absolutely loved writing these. They were great fun! 🙏 you can tell who my favourite character is. 💀
Make sure to send over your own headcanons if you wish.
KICKING N SQUEALING N BLUSHING N THRASHING N SCREAMING N EVERYTHING OHMYGOD IM IN LVOE W THESE HCS THEYRE SO PERFECT AAAAAAA
LITERALLYGOT BUTTRFLIES AT DAISUKES PART I LOVE HIM SO MUCH IT HURTSSSS
my babies :[ (oh right jeopardys here too ig... /s)
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this is so delicious ty for feeding the mw tk community i love you /p🫶🫶🫶🫶
hi!! your mouthwashing fic was amazing! it’s awesome to see others write tk fics for that game i love it sm🙏would you ever write more fics for mouthwashing? i’d love to read them!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAAAA IM ROLLING AROUND ON THR FLOOR
YESYESYES !!!! i 1 billion percent plan to write more mouthwashing tk content !!! poor babies have been through sm .. they deserve to smile😿😿
IM SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED EEE thank you sm to everyone for the absolute IMMACULATE vibes w that fic🫶
currently workin on a fic another anon sent a brilliant idea for (whomever sent that, if you see this then know that pls also we should kiss /j) + gonna post some hcs after so stay tuned for that !!!! thank yall sm again muah💜
also I'm in delulu Land and all the characters are okay and safe. 🙏✨️ also fuck Jimmy.🖕
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Daisuke yawned. he had no idea what time it was. again, no one here did. all Daisuke knew was that it was early. too early for him to be awoken by Swansea when he was having the most awesome dream and practically dragged out of bed to "help" Swansea fix a few pipes near the medical bay.
Daisuke was still in his damn Pajamas, holding a tool box in one hand while he used the other to rub his eyes. Swansea was already examining the burst pipe, mumbling to himself.
Daisuke sighed. "Couldn't you have do this yourself? i was having, like, the best dream ever!" he whined. Swansea didn't even turn to look at Daisuke as he let out a small huff. "You're here to learn, kid." was all Swansea said back. "You gotta learn this stuff one way or another, no matter what time of the damn day it is." He followed up gruffly.
Daisuke sighed once more. he looked down at the tools inside the box. he didn't recognize a single thing inside. Daisuke started rolling back and forth on his feet as his eyes wondered around the hallway they were in, his mind wondering.
"kid!" as what snapped Daisuke out of his daydream in an instant with the sudden exclaim from Swansea. "h-huh? what?" Daisuke blinked a few times, his eyes landing on a, not so happy, looking Swansea. Swansea sighed. "Wrench, kid. i asked for the wrench." he said bluntly. Daisuke's eyes widened slightly. "o-oh!"
Daisuke instantly started to go through the toolbox, mumbling to himself. "is that it? no, no. that's- no..." Swansea groaned, snatching the wrench out of the tool box. "this. this is the wrench." he informed. Daisuke chuckled nervously. "y-yeah! i knew that..." Swansea only rolled his eyes to that.
"just... just hold this for a second while i explain what the problem is..." Swansea grumbled before turning back to the broken pipe. Daisuke stood clueless for a moment. Swansea started to explain the faults with the pipe, rubbing his chin as he spoke, Daisuke was listening to begin with. telling himself that he had to listen or he'd get in trouble. but the more Swansea spoke, the more bored Daisuke became. he started zoning out once more, his eyes on the back of Swansea's head.
Daisuke's mind wondered to what he'd be doing later, probably laying around the living area and playing his game boy, maybe even catching a nap. but just as Daisuke could get excited by the thought of any of that, he felt a sudden jab in his side.
Daisuke yelped very loudly. he blinked a few times, his eyes landing on Swansea standing in front of him with a look of frustration. "were you even listenin' to a word i said?!" he exclaimed. Daisuke rubbed his side where Swansea had jabbed, his face a little flushed. Swansea didn't even seem to register Daisuke's reaction. "i-i- of coarse i was!" Daisuke lied, averting his eyes.
Swansea didn't seem impressed. "yeah? what'd i just say?" Swansea reached out and jabbed Daisuke's side again. Daisuke let out another yelp, this time, a little louder. Swansea blinked. "what're you squawking about??" he huffed, clearly not in the mood for Daisuke's antics.
Daisuke was giggling a little. "d-don't do that..!" he stammered, rubbing his side once more. Swansea opened his mouth to ask what the hell Daisuke was talking about, gear's turning in the older mans head. then, it dawned on Swansea. he was quiet for a moment, thinking. then, to Daisuke's horror, Swansea started smirking. he huffed a laugh.
Daisuke froze. There was no way this was happening. Daisuke couldn't tell if his face went red or pale. "Boss, c-come on-" that was Daisuke's final words before the older man chubby fingers were at his sides. Daisuke jumped like ten feet in the air, letting out a loud shriek. "hehehey! wha- bohohohoss!" Daisuke squealed on impact. he dropped the toolbox, it being forgotten on the floor.
Swansea couldn't help but huff a laugh. "come on, kid. if you were listenin', tell me what i was talkin' about." Swansea started squeezing up and down Daisuke's sides, making the you boy squeal louder. "I-I cahahahant!" Daisuke yelped. trying to squirm away from his bosses tickling fingers.
"you cant? why not? I thought you were listenin'..." Swansea eyed Daisuke's ribs and went for them. his thick fingers squeezing and wiggling. Daisuke cackled loudly at the sudden change of spot, his hands flying down to try and defend the sensitive bones. "w-wahahAHAHAIT!" his voice raised, his legs getting weaker by the moment as he tried to curl up on himself. Swansea only found all of this amusing. changing to poking and prodding at the poor interns ribs.
"i cant believe I've taken time out of my mornin' to teach out about this shit and weren't even listenin'..." Swansea mocked a hurt tone, shaking his head, easing up a tiny bit. Daisuke could only cackle in response. "P-Plehehehease, ihim sohohohorry!" "sorry for not listenin' or sorry cause you got caught?" Swansea retorted back, going back to his rougher attack. making Daisuke squeal loudly and convulse. "AHAHA- IHIHI AHAHAHAM! IIM SOHOHORRYYY!" Daisuke pleaded.
Swansea only rolled his eyes. "i don't believe you for a second!" Swansea obviously knew that Daisuke was sorry, yet he wanted to have a little fun before letting his intern off the hook.
Swansea's eyes roamed Daisukes body for a moment before his eyes landed on Daisukes hips. He smirked, going straight for the kill. Daisuke screamed, his legs giving way as he slid down the wall. Swansea following him.
"WAHAHAHAIT! WAHAHIT, AHAHA, NOT THEHERE!" Daisuke begged desperately through babbles of laughter. Kicking his legs off the ground. Daisuke was rolling at this point. "Maybe this is what you get for not listenin' to me!" Swansea didn't want to admit it. But he was having a field day with this. He squeezed up and down Daisuke's hips. Even getting the space where his thighs met his hips.
Daisuke was trying his hardest to get Swansea away. Pushing at his hands as best he could. The poor intern's face was red. "PLEHEHEASE! I REALLY AHAHAM SOHOHOHORRY!" Daisuke practically screamed. "IM SOHOHORRY I WASN'T LIHIHISTENING!"
"Are you though? Are ya really?" Swansea teased a little, drilling his thumbs into Daisukes hips, causing Daiuke to plead frantically through squeals and laughter. "YEHEHES! YEHES, IM SOHOHOHORRY!"
That was music to Swanseas ears. eventually and reluctantly, Swansea let Daisuke go, finally backing off. Daisuke instantly curled up on himself, panting heavily as he hugged his stomach, still giggling a little. Swansea didn't even realise he was smiling. "You okay, kid?" Daisuke nodded weakly. "Y-Yeah... i think I'll live..."
"atta boy..." Swansea chuckled, helping Daisuke to his feet before ruffling his hair. "Now, let's try this again, but this time..." Swansea jabbed Daisukes side one last time, causing the young man to yelp and giggle. "...Pay attention."
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YIPPEE LEE DAISUKE. I've wanted to write Lee Daisuke and Ler Swansea for a while 🙏
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some swearing, and also i have literally no idea how boardgames work, but dw about that its fiiine
this is a tickle fic, don’t like don’t read. also please dont harass me for mouthwashposting
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That’s it. That’s the last fucking straw.
Anya is seething in her chair as she watches Daisuke roll a 6 and clear right through her, picking up his piece and smiling smugly as he glides it along the board, landing right on a skip-ahead space and jumping about twenty spaces forward.
He gives a little giggle. “Sooo, Anya, what’s your move?” He says, smugly as he leans against the back of the couch.
She’s never going to look at Candy Kingdom the same again. Her eye gives a twitch as she prays to everything she’s ever believed in- please, a six, please. Please. Please.
She rolls a three and lands on a penalty square.
Daisuke, sitting across from her, gives a tiny muffled snort. Her rage is amplified tenfold, glaring up at him with the might of a thousand suns. Oh, the things she’s going to do to this man.
Curly clears his throat, placing a gentle hand on Anya’s shoulder- she flinches at the contact, eyes snapping to him and forgetting to drop the glare. Now he’s the one to flinch, eyes flickering away as he pulls his hand back.
“Ahm.. Anya, do you- think we should take a break..? You seem to be getting a little.. Frustrated.” He says, smiling sheepishly as his eyes drift around the table. Her cards are much more scattered than his or even Daisuke’s, her usual clean organization thrown to the bin and replaced by her newfound mania.
Anya flashes a smile, cracking her fingers before responding. “Oh, no. Don’t mind me at all. This is fun! Crew bonding is always great for morale.”
Her tone isn’t quite as soft as it usually is, a hint of boiling rage laced into the undertones. She sits as polite as ever, eyes trained on Curly. He gives a gulp, but nods, playing along for the sake of his life. He’s anxious as his turn follows, and he rolls a meager four. Good. This is good.
Anya’s eyes fall on Daisuke, hands politely laid in her lap as her eyes bare into his very soul. He’s looking a little more anxious now, spinning the rings on his fingers as he realizes its his turn and hastily throws the dice. Another six.
Silence falls over the table as Anya takes a long breath, cutting through the air. She twitches again as Daisuke lets out another muffled snicker. He’s practically having to hold a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing.
Her brow quirks up in a challenge, watching as the boy’s mouth wobbles and wavers into a smile, the chilling silence starting to weigh on him. It’s too funny. Plus the glare he’s getting from Anya- so rare, for her- isn’t exactly helping.
He can’t help himself, letting out a high-pitched giggle before clamping his mouth shut, just staring at Anya, eyes wide with curiosity and a bit of terror. Curly’s gaze flashes between the two, giving a gulp, and that’s what breaks the dam.
Daisuke falls into cackles, keeling forwards as he laughs, shoulders bouncing along. Curly has to suppress his own snicker- Daisuke’s laugh is rather contagious.
Anya takes a harsh breath, eye twitching once more as she watches Daisuke curled up in his own mirth. This little shit. She slowly stands up, glaring as she towers over the scene, and Daisuke’s laughter stops in its tracks as he realizes his impending doom.
Anya’s eyes fix right on the boy, and he gives a gulp as she just stares for what feels like an eternity.
“Y’know, Daisuke..” Her words cut through the air like a knife as she sits down next to him, with the danger of a mother quietly sitting down next to a troublemaking child.
“I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you this, but it’s very impolite to laugh at someone when they’re struggling with something.” She says, and within a blink, Daisuke screeches out as Anya’s long nails suddenly latch to his sides and squeeze.
“Anya- anyaanyaanya- please, we cahan- we can talk about this!” Daisuke pleads, as Anya looms over him, hands poised against his sides. She gives a soft snicker in response, and without warning, drills into the boy’s sides- her nails digging into the soft meat and vibrating, pulling a loud guffaw from Daisuke before he falls into desperate, pitchy laughter.
“ANYA- nonOnah- NOHO- pleaseplease ihidiDN’t meanit i didn’tmeanit-“ He begs, words breaking and cracking between squeals and snorts, thrashing up against her hands which have now found his hips and are squeezing mercilessly.
“Curly, it’s your turn. Oh, and- move Daisuke’s piece for him, would you?” Anya says, completely ignoring Daisuke’s pleas. She throws a polite smile to Curly, even as her hands skitter up to Daisuke’s ribs. He gives a squeal in response, kicking out from under her and bucking desperately.
Curly blinks, a bit dumbfounded, before clearing his throat and doing as commanded. He quickly moves Daisuke’s piece six spots forwards before rolling the dice and landing a nice passive three. He gulps as he moves his piece.
“ANyahAHAH- ple- pleHEASE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASPLESPLSPL- PLEHEAASE- letmegoletmEGOpLEASEIT’sSOBAD-“ Daisuke spews, words jumbling together as he laughs. Anya snickers before drilling her hands into his hips once more, wrenching a high-pitched squeal from the boy. She speaks up once more.
“Oh, dear. Guess it’s my turn- Curly, be a dear and roll for me?” She says, nimble fingers not once stopping her quest in ripping Daisuke apart.
Curly silently complies in horror as he watches the scene, mindlessly moving Anya’s piece forwards and flinching as Daisuke gives another scream.
His mouth hangs open in a cackling grin, tears of mirth stinging his eyes as he bucks and squirms and turns this way and that, to no avail. Anya is shockingly strong, staying atop the poor boy as he thrashes and tries to desperately pry her off of himself.
He eventually gives up on trying to free himself, fist slamming against the couch cushions as Anya’s fingers slip into the spaces between his ribs, wiggling around and squeezing and doing other torturous things that really shouldn’t tickle as much as they do.
“AnnyaaAAHAHAH- PLEASE- pleheHEASEplease-“ He yelps, slowly losing energy as she just Does Not Let Up, giving a giggly whimper as her hands poke at his sides again.
“..Anya, um- I think he needs a break..” Curly speaks up through the cackles and squeaks, concerned as he can hear Daisuke’s breath beginning to shallow. Anya gives a dramatic sigh and removes her hands, met by a large gasp from Daisuke as he flops limply against the couch, eyes glossed over as he twitches- still vaguely processing All That.
“I suppose you’re right. I’ll let this be a lesson- I always win at boardgames. Now, Daisuke, it’s your turn-“ Her tone gains a malicious lilt with her next words, “-Why don’t you roll?”
Daisuke gives a weak whimper, still unable to curl up fully as Anya sits on his legs. He hugs his midsection and gives a small huffy giggle, mouth still pulled up at the corners. “Nnoohohooo..” He whines, hiccuping as he lays. He knows what his fate will be if he rolls good, and with his luck tonight? He’s absolutely terrified.
“Go on. Roll.” Anya says, softly for once, as she gives an encouraging poke to the boy’s side. He gives a squeaky giggle, whining as he reaches out for the dice and lets it tumble out of his hand, landing on the table and landing him a death sentence. He had rolled his third six in a row.
He gives a fearful whimper, eyes drifting up to Anya. The glare he met was one of nightmares, and he quickly reaches out to nudge the die- landing on a four, instead. He anxiously looks back up to Anya, sighing as he sees her nod. “Good choice. Anyways, Curly?” She says, finally getting up off Daisuke and walking back to her seat.
Daisuke immediately curls into a ball, huffing as he turns away from the table and buries his face in the cushions of the couch, twitching and hiccuping as he hugs his midriff. His body has a soft shake to it, weakened by the Attack.
“Oh, um- right, yes.” Curly stammers out, picking up the dice and rolling a five, cursing himself as he lands on a penalty square. Anya smiles and plucks the dice from the board, rolling and grinning as she lands the six that carries her onto the finishing square.
“Well then! Looks like I win.” She says, sighing and smiling triumphantly at the scene infront of her.
Daisuke, curled up on the couch and dead to the world. Curly, still glancing between the two with fear in his eyes. And the board, with Anya’s piece in the winning spot and the other two falling behind via sabotage.
Anya never loses a game of Candy Kingdom again.
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BONUS SCENE THAT I CUT FROM THE MAIN FIC BUT I STILL THINK YALL SHOULD BE ABLE TO ENJOY:
Anya’s hands still don’t stop their ruthless quest, latching onto his upper thighs and mercilessly squeezing. Daisuke practically screams, legs thrashing as he again attempts to thrash out of her grip, twisting this way and that to no avail.
His words are lost to laughter as she continues, silently and deadly plucking him apart. It’s when she reaches his knees he gets desperate. One squeeze and he convulses, legs snapping upward in a ear-piercing squeal and a guffaw. She blinks, hands still poised above his knees.
“A-Anya, ahanya please, pleasedon’tdothis, I’ll do anything- plehease-“ The begs sputter past Daisuke’s lips with an accompaniment of giggles, hands tugging at his own hair as they had found their place there a few moments ago. He gives another high giggle as he fidgets, legs shaking and twitching as he squirms, eyes locked with Anya’s, already knowing his fate.
Then she grins, eyes narrowing devilishly, and Daisuke passes away on the spot. She gives a ruthless sequence of squeezes to that little spot right above his knees, latched on and not letting go even as he kicks and thrashes and screams. He howls, back arching from the couch and slamming back down as his fist desperately pounds against the cushions.
This continues, evilly, for about five more torturous seconds before Curly speaks up, torn out of his shocked daze at the snort that rips through the air. “Anya- Anya, I think he’s had enough.” He coughs, guiding her off of the poor boy and back to her chair.
She growls, still seething as she watches Daisuke immediately curl up on himself, letting out a pathetic whimper as he hugs his midsection. He’s still giggling weakly, face buried in his knees as he lays horizontal on the couch, rasping for air after the attack.
Okay, she feels a little better now that he’s been thoroughly wrecked. The table falls into another long silence, only interrupted by Daisuke’s weak panting and soft, quiet giggles. Anya smiles, satisfied, as Curly looks at her with a mildly horrified expression.
“Okay, I think that’s enough Candy Kingdom for one day.. D-Daisuke, why don’t you, uh- head to your quarters and.. Clean up a bit? I’ll take care of the- game.” Curly says even as he knows Daisuke probably won’t be able to move for another fifteen minutes, clearing his throat sheepishly. He starts gathering pieces into the game box. His eyes fall on Daisuke once more before they flicker to Anya, giving a gulp at the way she’s absolutely drinking up the image of Daisuke crumpled up on the couch with blush up to his ears.
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OKAY I HOPE YALL ENJOYED THAT i rewrote this like fifteen times before i finally decided i’d just post it as-is. the bonus scene was one that was in the original version but i felt like it was too short and didnt know where to fit it in and askdhehdhdhJsh. i couldn’t deprive yall of it though, lower body ticklish daisuke is literally my lifeblood.
anywayyssssss hope yall have a good dayy <3 idk how to end these <3
OHMYGOD !?!?!,?!?!?!?,!?!?!? FERAL I SAY IM ABSOLUTELY FERAL
i had to pause multiple times while readinf this bc i was smilin so hardthat my face hurt ,, also bc i was straight up fangirlin over giggly daisuke UGH hes so ticklish everywhere its pathetic /lh
CURLY BEIN SO AWKWARD THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE THING IS GIVIN ME SM LIFE ... I JUST KNOW HIS ASS WAS JEALOUS OF DAISUKE
LER ANYA HAS ME SQUEALIND OHMYGOD i love the idea of usually reserved characters gettin absolutely PISSED over the silliest things n just completely OBLITERATINF their nearest target w tickles
when i was gettin to the end i was already experiencin post fic clarity BUT THEN THR BONUS SCENE !?!?!?! IVE PASSED AWAY ,,, DAISUKES THIGHS CLOUD MY MIND 24 / 7 N NOW HIS KNEESWILL JOIN THE BRAINSTORM
deadass was kickin my feet n gigglin like a teenage schoolgirl ,,, thank you for the meal💜💜💜💜💜💜
inspired by some absolutely delicious art by @al1en-invasi0n !!! check em out theyre so yummy :3
this MIGHT be my first time writing a tk fic (it is) so please don't bully me gangalang ,,, criticism is accepted just be nice to me [cry] also was writen on laptop so if the formats weird i apologize oops ...
lee!daisuke, ler!curly (NON SHIP !!!!!)
tw / cw : tks, starts off a wee bit sad, mention of jeopardy (j*mmy)
"Get it through your goddamn skull! That vent is strictly off limits! Fully fuckin' collapsed inside!"
It was safe to say that Swansea was pissed. Daisuke, just released from the emergency foam he'd accidentally triggered, was awkwardly shuffling in place as he received yet another earful from his mentor. He messed up, sure, but really? His legs hurt already from being trapped not too long ago, he didn't want his head to follow suit.
"You looking to get impaled, electrocuted, and cooked?!" Swansea's usual scowl was far more intense than usual; it was obvious to Curly, at least. As captain, he knew he'd have to intervene soon. Before he could, however, Daisuke spoke out:
"Yeah, but like, you can't fit in there to fix it, right? So I can totally handle it."
An uncomfortable silence filled the utility room. the three men stood in as the younger's words marinated. Swansea's eye twitched, clearly agitated. Curly really needed to say something - if he doesn't, who knows what Swansea would-
"Captain."
He stiffened slightly, worried what the older man was planning. Swansea extended his hand out to the captain, demanding the axe. Curly saw Daisuke twiddling his fingers from the corner of his eye. Both their heads moved in unison with Swansea's arm. "Swansea," Curly started, handing the mechanic the axe, "this could've damaged the pods. You can't let something like this happen again."
"Yeah, yeah...I got it." Swansea took the axe and swung it to rest on his shoulder. "Loud and clear." Slightly less tense than before, Curly placed his hand on his hip. "Keep the axe until you've cleaned this all up, yeah?" Swansea nodded with a huff, shifting his attention to his intern. Who was still fidgeting his hands. He looked up shyly as he spoke: "It's ok to be big, boss! "My gramps was super huge! And he lived until, like, 60!"
Oh shit.
Curly nervously looked to Swansea, who had an unreadable expression on his face. Daisuke, unaware of the weight of his words, smiled softly. Curly's attention shifted when he noticed Jimmy standing by the utility room door. He saw it as a reason to excuse himself from the heavy tension between the two men before him. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Curly swiftly made his way towards his co-pilot. Daisuke, finally noticing Swansea's mood, silently cursed at his captain for abandoning him. And as soon as he did...
Swansea went off. Yelling all sorts of nonsense about safety and protocol that Daisuke didn't care to hear for the thirteenth time that week. Instead, trying to focus his attention on the conversation taking place behind his mentor. Unfortunately, he found it to be quite difficult. Something about being sane, psych evals, Anya - what was that about cartoon horses?
Just as the two men started to walk off, Swansea yelled louder, noticing his intern not listening. This brought a new wave of lecturing, and Daisuke was *not* having it. He didn't even care if Swansea said the winning lottery numbers, he just wanted him to shut up. Much to his dismay, that wouldn't be happening anytime soon...
Curly just sent Jimmy away after receiving a letter from the higherups. He reread its contents again, confirming what it said as if he had somehow misread the whole thing. Pony Express is shutting down? How could this happen? How will he tell the crew? Although instructed to not break the news until later, Curly was unsure if he could do that. Sighing heavily, the captain decided to get some fresh air. Well, not exactly - just whatever was breathable outside the weighty air of the cockpit.
Ready to open the door at the end of the hallway, Curly was stopped by Swansea's presence behind it. He noticed something off immediately; his familiar frown replaced with a more concerned expression. Curly questioned it without a second thought, to which Swansea replied: "It's about Daisuke. After you left, I kind of went off. I...I think I went too hard on him. I've lectured him a bunch of times before, but he seemed more down this time."
"Oh? How so?" Curly asked, putting a hand to his chin. Swansea shifted his weight before continuing: "After I run my mouth to him, he usually puts on this dramatic act and pouts when I dismiss him to go somewhere else. This time seemed different. I don't know how to explain it, but I think I hurt the kid."
Swansea ended his explanation with a deep sigh as he lowered his head; he clearly felt guilty, and Curly understood as much. "Have you tried talking to him?"
"I'm not too sure how thrilled he'd be to see me right now. I don't wanna scare the poor thing any more than I already have. Plus, I don't know where he's at."
Curly nodded before Swansea spoke up again. "Do you think you can talk to him?" The captain thought for a brief moment before reaching out to the worried man, patting his shoulder. "Of course I can. I'll go look for him and cheer him up, promise! You can go rest if you'd like, just make sure the foam in utility gets cleared up later, yeah?"
To this, Swansea relaxed, wearing an uncommon smile. He nodded as he thanked Curly and walked off. The now determined captain headed off with a mission in mind; he was going to get Daisuke to smile, no matter the cost.
If you disregard the sobs, the cargo room was quiet. The vast space left a slight echo on Daisuke's cries. He sat on the stairs, head between his knees and arms around his shins. His mind ran as fast as the ship he resided on. Why was Swansea so much angrier than usual? He was just trying to help; he was his intern after all. Then again, he practically called him fat and kinda sorta maybe implied he would die at 60...
Damn, why would he say that?
At this point, Daisuke's thoughts were racing a million miles a minute. The grip on his pants tightened as he cried. God, he's a screwup. No wonder his parents sent him away on this internship. He was annoying at home, and he's annoying in space. Will he ever learn to keep his mouth shut? He was so lost in his head that he didn't hear the door open behind him, or the footsteps that followed it.
"Daisuke?"
Said boy jumped a foot as he frantically wiped his eyes. He turned to face the source of the voice, trying to put on an act and forced a smile. But that smile shook, and Curly noticed. "Hey, captain! What's up?"
"I should be asking you that. Are you ok?"
Daisuke flinched slightly, his fake smile faltered as his shoulders began to tremble again. "I...I-I just...Swansea..." He didn't get anything else out after that, nothing that was intelligible, at least. He broke down again, turning around and placed his head back on his knees. Curly frowned as he made his way to Daisuke. He sat to his left on the stairs, rubbing the boy's back as he tried to soothe him. He let him cry it out until he was left only sniffling. Only then did he decide to speak out. "C'mon Daisuke, talk to me. Swansea found me earlier and said you were down. What's wrong?"
He let out a small whimper upon hearing his mentor's name. Shakily, he started: "I-I don't know, I should've just listened to him. I just wanted to help! B-but I screwed up...I-I could've gotten myself seriously hurt, o-or killed, or broken the pods! Those are like, s-super important! Even I know that, yet still acted c-carelessly. N-not only that, I totally offended S-Swansea! H-he probably hates m-me, I c-can't believe I said that...I'm a t-total f-failure, I-" He was getting more panicked as he spoke, voice as shaky as ever. Curly cut him off as he stopped rubbing his back and pulled the boy to him by his waist. Daisuke yelped slightly at the sudden change of contact, yet melted into the side hug.
"Kid," Curly started, "do you know why Swansea talked to me?" He felt a slight head shake on his shoulder. "Because he was worried for you, Daisuke. He told me he went too hard on you; that he feels bad he might have hurt you. I've never seen a more guilty face on him. And trust me when I say that means a lot. I've worked with him for I don't even know how long. He didn't mean to - Daisuke?"
His speech was cut when he heard small chortles from the boy in his arm. Curly glanced down, seeing his shoulders tremble once more, differently this time. "Did I...say something funny?" he asked, a confused smile on his face. Daisuke shook his head again, a hand over his mouth. "Nohoho, it's just - your hahand-" Curly's gaze shifted to where his hand resided on the intern's side; it had started subconsciously rubbing him there as it was on Daisuke's back. "What about my hand? Are you hurt here? Oh no, I'm so sor-"
"No! No, it's not that. I'm not hurt."
"Oh? Then what is it?"
Daisuke felt his face heat up. Thank god Curly couldn't see his face. He shifted slightly, unsure how to answer. "I just - it's not - you didn't - uh..." He peeked up to the captain as he trailed off, where he was met with a genuinely concerned face. "I'm afraid I don't follow, you know you can tell me anything, ri-"
"It just tickled is all..." He mumbled.
"Come again?"
With a whine, Daisuke buried his face further into his hand, leaning more onto Curly's shoulder. No matter how many times asked, he didn't say more. Curly, in attempt to get his attention, pinched the boy where his hand still laid; on his waist. What he didn't expect, however, was for Daisuke to chirp at the touch. Now it was Cury's turn to get his mind thinking. Which didn't last long, however, as Daisuke's squeaky voice spoke up:
"IT TICKLED ALRIGHT?!"
If he wasn't blushing before, he sure was now. Curly saw the back of Daisuke's neck turn bright pink. Realization struck him shortly after, where a mischievous grin appeared. To confirm the suspicion, Curly pinched his side again, earning another bird-like sound. Oh, he struck gold.
"Daisuke...are you-"
"Shut up!"
Daisuke's neck was now a deep red, his face buried deep in his palms while his fingers grabbed at his hair. His captain walked in on him crying, then he continued to cry *on* his captain, and now this?! Could this be any more embarrassing?! Well, yes, it could. Curly pinched his side for a fourth time. Daisuke whipped his head towards him only to be met with a grin covering half of the blonde's face. "Oh, Daisuke...that isn't a very nice way to speak to your captain now, is it?"
Fuck. He's cooked.
"W-w-wait, I-I didn't me-EEHEHEAA!"
Daisuke was interrupted by his own squeal as Curly opted for pinching at his waist repeatedly rather than in intervals. He instinctively curled in on himself; arms wrapped around his torso while he brought his knees to his chest. While trying to twist away from the offending hand, Daisuke unintentionally leaned into Curly, who went in with his other hand to pinch at the giggling boy's other side.
He squealed again from the tickly assault suddenly appearing elsewhere. Daisuke started jumping left and right, trying to escape from one hand only to be attacked by the other. Curly switched to poking before long, as this made the younger let out soft snorts as he weakly kicked his legs. The captain chuckled under Daisuke's evergrowing laughter, finding his reactions amusing. "I just cannot believe you told me to shut up. I'm wounded, Daisuke, and your words are the blade. How could you say such a thing?!"
Said boy could only whine in response, "I dihihidn't mehehean toooooo! C'mohohon cahaptahahahain!"
"Oh really? And how can I be sure of that, hm?"
"Plehehehease! I prohohomise! I'm sohohorry, I'm sorryyyyy!"
"Hmmmm...let me think." Curly pondered dramatically *way* longer than needed as he continued to poke at the intern's torso. Daisuke continued to squeak and giggle as he 'spaced out thinking.' Suddenly, the blonde perked up, "Alright, I've thought about it! I'm not stopping~" He then proceeded to move both his hands to Daisuke's hips, massaging the bone tenderly.
The reaction was instant. The brunette shot his arms down, body spasming on impact. Grabbing Curly's wrists, Daisuke cackled loudly, unable to control the volume of his voice. His legs now fully kicking out as he spoke, "AAAAAHAHAHA! SHIHIHIT! GOHOD DAMN IT CUHUHURLY STAHAHAHAP!" To this, he gasped loudly; he would've acted out clutching his pearls had his hands not been occupied. "And just who do you think you are?! Talking to me like this...you're awfully ballsy for someone in your position."
Daisuke could only answer in giggly babbles, unable to get any coherent words out as his hip bones got circles drilled into them. Curly only clicked his tongue in mock annoyance and grabbed Daisuke's left arm with his right, lifting it up. In once swift motion, he left the boy more vulnerable than ever. He gave him a break during this - he didn't want to kill the kid. Taking in big gulps of air, Daisuke had yet to notice the position of his arm. Only when he tried to rub his eyes did he glance up. He knew what was coming.
Panicked, he locked eyes with his captor, smile wide and bright as his face matched his complimentary floral shirt. "C'mohohon captain! Y-you knohow I didn't mean ihit right? Rihight! S-so let's juhuhust forget this ever happehened!" Daisuke tried to reason with him, but Curly was having none of it. On the contrary, he was having too much fun. "Nuh uh, kid. You've gotta learn how to speak to your superiors. Tsk, young ones these days thinking they're all that. Even though you crumble the second I do...*this*."
As he finished, his free hand quickly snaked behind Daisuke, going straight to his ribs. He pinched, squeezed, poked; anything to get the brunette to squeal. And squeal he did; his bubbly laughter echoed in the ample space of the cargo room. He tried to grab Curly's hand with his free one, but the captain kept dodging, scratching a new rib in the process. He chuckled as he felt weak tugging on the arm he held up. "
"Plehehehease, I'm sohorry! I sweahahahar! I-I mehehean it!"
"Oh, are you now? And how can I believe that?"
Daisuke groaned between giggles before he spoke, "I prohohomise! I promihihise I'm sohorry!"
Curly lifted an eyebrow at the intern, his bright smile showing off the gap between his front teeth. The sight brought his own smile to grow in size. "Okay, let's say I believe you then. You're forgiven, bud."
"Thehen why aren't yohohou stohohohoping?!"
He chuckled at the naivety shown before him, shifting so he faced the boy before he answered, "Did you forget why I came here in the first place?" Daisuke whined in response, brain short circuiting as he felt fingers drilling into his torso, letting out a scream at his uppermost rib was attacked. "Oh c'mohohohohOHAHAH - CURLY! Quit ihihit! That tickles!"
Curly shook his head slightly, seeing the intern's blush deepen upon saying the word. "Sorry, Daisuke. Swansea said you were being gloomy earlier. We can't have that now, can we?" Said boy threw his head back as Curly formed a vibrating claw against the space between his highest rib and armpit. He snorted loudly from the sensation, barely able to form coherent words. "OKAHAY, OKAY! I'LL CHEHEHEHER UHUP! PROMISE! I PROHOMIHIHISE!" Daisuke ended his plea with a wheeze, laughter getting more strained. Curly saw this as a sign to wrap things up, slowing his fingers until the tickling came to a full stop. He let go of the boy's hand, where it fell to his side as he curled into himself next to his captain.
Curly once again rubbed the younger's back, hoping he didn't go too far as he giggled between gasps of air. Daisuke held his sides, still feeling the tingly sensation on his body. Once his breathing calmed down a bit, Curly decided to speak up, "Are you alright? I didn't do too much, right?" He received a head shake in return; the redness on the boy's neck showed he was too flustered to speak.
"You really shouldn't be too hard on yourself, you know? Swansea cares for you. He doesn't show it much, but he really does. Sure, he gets mad sometimes, but that's just who he is. Like I said earlier, he's the one who came to me about you; he was worried sick!" Daisuke glanced up at Curly's speech, eyes widened slightly with curiosity. "To tell you the truth," the blonde continued, "his own kids moved out a while ago. I think he misses them; not like he'd ever admit that, though. I have a suspicion that you remind him of them. Gets his dad-gears turning. His fatherly instincts probably kicked in earlier when you set off the foam. Do you get what I'm trying to say?"
Daisuke nodded his head, a tiny nervous smile on his face as he took in the confession. Did Swansea really feel that way? "Do you really think that's true?" Curly's gaze met his, flashing him a proud grin; "I know it's true! Don't tell him I said anything, though. He'd deny it to the moon and back." To this Daisuke breathed a sigh of relief, letting a small chuckle slip. He sat up from his ball-like position to fully face Curly, returning the smile. "Thanks, captain!"
The captain felt his heart slightly melt at the sight of the joyous boy. Wrapping his arm around him for another side hug, rustling his hair with his other hand. "No worries! I'll always be here. As long as you keep that attitude at bay. Don't think I won't put you in check, young man." Curly poked his side as he finished, earning one last squeak from the previously giggly intern. Daisuke jumped out of the captain's arms before he could try anything again, dramatically taking a defensive stance. He winked in his silly pose. "No promises~" he sang as he walked backwards to the door. It automatically opened, causing him to turn around and jump slightly. Curly stifled a laugh as Daisuke turned around, face slightly dusted pink. He stormed off, grumbling as he left the cargo room for good. Curly giggled to himself, still sat on the stairs, reflecting on his crew and each of their colorful personalities.
