I am an adult. SFW blog. Still MINORS PLEASE DNI. I want everyone to be safe.
Deadpool and Wolverine obsessed right now. XD
Will see lots of tickle stuff on here because yeah, it's cute. ^_^
I draw, and write fics when I get the time and motivation to.
Welcome to my Master fic list! These are all tickle fics btw so if you don't like that kind of thing then this is not the blog for you. lol They are of the SFW variety though. I LOVE fluff!!
My fandom is mainly centered around the X-men universe (particularly Wolverine because I've loved him so much since I was a kid) so sorry to disappoint if you're looking for much else. 😅 Movies, cartoons, comics...any of those versions of Wolvie, I love.
I do have some Venom, Punisher and Wolf Among Us fics that you can find in the link to my old fics towards the bottom of this page.
I am an adult (probably old enough to be some of your guys' mom lol) so minors please DNI. It's not meant to offend, it's just safest for everyone. 💗
Please enjoy my writing and feel free to send me any headcanons or ideas you might have for fics. My inbox is always open where you can submit things to me Anonymously if you're more comfortable. Comment on any of my fics and it will be appreciated sooo much and I'll love you forever!
Still obsessed with Deadpool and Wolverine as of 11/3/25 😆
Just gonna list my new DP/W fics here below the cut and then put a link to the page with all my other older fics. 😎 Some are straight up Poolverine, but most it's just them and their adorable bromance that they make work. lol So lots of banter and F-bombs ahead.
Listing newest fics at the top here.
MY TICKLETOBER 2025 MASTERLIST - LOTS OF EXTRA FICS IN HERE!
A Wolverine's Purr - Wade hears Logan make sounds that he believes to be purring and is determined to get him to make the sound again. But Logan refuses to tell him what causes it to happen. Sounds like someone is going to be tickled until he talks. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
An Itch To Scratch - Logan is feeling restless and needs to get some energy out. Good thing his boyfriend is right within reach, though he finds he may have bitten off more than he can chew. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Booze Makes The Heart Grow Fonder - Just some silly fluff with Wade and Logan being besties. Logan is too drunk to care when Wade finds out he's ticklish. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
The Therapy of Gravity (And Giggles) - IN PROGRESS FIC! PART TWO POSTED ON 6/20/25! Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Morning Kisses - Logan wakes up in a bad mood so Wade enacts a softer way to rouse him and in turn put a smile on his face. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Hits Different - Wade gets Logan to see what good touch is all about and Logan ends up showing Wade just how much he appreciates it. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Was That A Snort? - To get some payback Wade attacks Logan with tickles and is beyond amused by the sounds he manages to get out of him while the whole experience ends up putting Logan's head in a better place. 💗 Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Santa Always Comes Through - Logan's nightmares of his past are keeping him from getting any sleep, so Wade comes up with the perfect Christmas gift for him. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Feels Like Home - Logan has become downcast about the prospect of moving into a new apartment. Wade offers a foot massage to help him destress and.....You already know where this is going. 🤣 Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
All Hail Queen Bea! - After a comment from Logan induces some ticklish consequences, Wade finally gets the confirmation about his friend that he suspected all along. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Wakey Wakey - Wade gets Logan out of bed in the best way possible. 🤭 Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
It's For Science - Wade gets it into his head that maybe not all humans have the same number of rib bones. His logic being that since Logan has a shorter body then he may be an exception. Unfortunately for Logan this is far too ticklish of an experiment for him to bear. A small bit of ticklish!deadpool at the end too. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
Over My Dead Body - Logan just wants to watch the game, but Wade can’t help but mess with him and discovers he’s ticklish in the process. Logan is pissed at first, but eventually comes to terms with the benefits and has a life altering epiphany. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
A Small Lapse of Judgement - Logan is adjusting to his new residence in Wade’s apartment. And that includes enduring his countless tickle attacks against him. But then Wolvie decides it’s time for a little payback. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
How To Pet a Wolverine - Wade makes an irresistible discovery about Logan during their brawl inside the van. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M
I DRAW TOO!
Occasionally. lol Not as much as I used to.
CLICK HERE TO SEE MY RECENT DRAWINGS OF WADE TICKLING LOGAN SILLY.
And below is the link to the rest of my fics. All SFW. Mind you some of them are around 10 years old and may not be written that great so proceed at your own risk. lol I mainly wrote for the cartoon/comic versions of X-men (99% being Wolverine lol I love him 🥰), Venom, Punisher and The Wolf Among Us. Got one random Overwatch story in there too.
Tickle Fics Here! All fluffy, SFW stuff.
(Update: My DA account is now deactivated so probably can't find it anymore) I have a Deviantart account as well but warning that there is some NSFW stuff I've posted on there over the years. I am an adult woman and do find tickling to be a kink in very specific situations. 90% I don't though, and I just enjoy tickling as a cute, fun, bonding activity between friends and lovers. I'm not gonna link my DA here. If you're interested, I'm sure you'll be able to find it.
Your posts complaining about not getting enough attention and being block happy have made it to a chan board site btw so be careful. Best to not address negative subjects and attention so much.
It wasn't my intention to upset people. I was just trying to help get people to engage with all of the dying fandoms around here. All us content creators really want is to talk to people about the subjects we enjoy, and I didn't think it was wrong to try to address that.
But maybe you're right. Maybe it's time for me to step back from here for a while and focus on more important matters in my life.
Thank you for your note.
And thank you everyone for sharing all the fun times, random chit chat and the silly jokes. 💗
I absolutely ADORE how much of an annoying, teasy menace you write Wade as! You've got his characterisation and personality spot on and it always makes me super look forward to anything you post! 🫶
Aww thank you! I have too much fun writing Wade since he reeks of the potential to be an amazing 'ler. RIP to Logan always getting caught in his crosshairs. lol
I think I've finished going through my Follower list now. I started with 626 followers and it is now at 199. lol All the blank accounts? Gone. All the accounts that didn't have any activity for over a year? Gone. A lot of them towards the bottom of the list hadn't had any activity for 10+ years. lol All blatant minor accounts? Gone. I don't know if I need to say this again as I have it written in my pinned post, but minors please do not follow or interact with my blog whatsoever. I'm a damn adult.
So if you follow me and can still read this then congratulations! You made the cut. lol
Thank you to those on my remaining follower list who still go out of their way to interact with me. ❤️
You know how some people will lie and say they’ve never had a drink before, which compels the other person to buy them a drink for free? Well imagine that, but with tickles.
Either Wade or Wolvie lies and says he’s never been tickled before, or it’s been years since he’s been tickled. Prompting the other to consolidate that by wrecking him immediately. The other person quickly discovers the lie when he’s about to target a really bad spot, but the other says something like “No, not there! Anywhere else!”
Sorry it took me awhile to respond to this. Had to do some thinking to elaborate on it.
I mean, it's pretty obvious that Wolvie would be the one to say that he's never been tickled while also claiming that he's not ticklish anyways and with Wade being a natural 'ler he'd want to test that. Let's explore that a little, shall we?
Logan wasn't even sure how the topic came up, but now he finds himself in a defensive posture and snarling, trying to put some space between him and the merc slowly advancing on him.
"How could you possibly know that you're not ticklish if you've never been tickled? And why don't you want me to touch you now? The math is just not mathing for me, Peanut."
"I just know, alright? So leave me the fuck alone unless ya want your guts rearranged."
"Now now, we're not trying to push this scene into X-rated territory.....maybe later though. Come on, just hold still. This'll only take a minute...."
Cue Wade hurling himself at Logan, too amped up by his thoughts of penetrating the other man's figurative walls to have any regard for his own safety. Logan of course does not want to be tickled (even though he's totally NOT ticklish 🤣) so the claws are out, but despite thrusting them into Wade's body it doesn't slow him down.
Logan is growling and cursing and grinding his teeth in attempts to keep the sounds contained that he knows will guarantee that this will happen to him a lot more in the future. But Wade is relentless and vows to himself to not give up until he is victorious.
He's testing every possible spot that is accessible, wondering exactly where his roommate might be ticklish, and most importantly the spot that will break him. Logan quickly learns that he needs his arms to guard his body and puts his claws away, but by then Wade's wriggling fingers have already darted up his ribs and found their way into his armpits.
Logan can't hold it in anymore. Laughter sputters out of him while he unsuccessfully tries to reel it back in and before Wade knows it, he's got a cackling and squirming Wolverine underneath him.
"I knew it! I knew you'd be ticklish! Mother Nature coming in clutch at making sure there's a way to get your grouchy ass laughing. Be real with me now, have you seriously never been tickled? Because I don't for a second believe that you thought that you weren't actually ticklish at all."
The feral man is in an uncontrollable laughing fit and trying to escape the fingers tickling away underneath his arms, embarrassed by the adorable snorts that are occasionally ripped out of him. Naturally he doubles down though and is adamant that he had never been tickled before.
"Ihihit's the truhuhuuuth! Hahahaha- Now fuhuhuhucking stohahahahop!"
"Suuuuuure it is. Well I guess that means that we're going to learn your most ticklish spots together! Oh, what fun that'll be, huh?! Now lets see.....we got your armpits covered.....and I'll bet you'll be more responsive to some rib tickles now......Ohhh what about that tight tummy of yours-"
"NO!!"
Wade pauses in surprise as he looks into Logan's now anxious and wide eyes.
"No? How can you say no? Are you saying that you know how ticklish you are there?"
Logan internally curses himself for blowing it and is too flustered to come up with any sort of good excuse that will steer this situation any other way.
"No, I.....I just.....Fuck! You're puttin' words in my mouth!"
"Peanut....."
Wade is grinning as he slowly begins to move his hands lower down the man's body all the while he denies it out his ass.
"I don't know anything, okay?! I just don't want you to keep goin' with this stupid shit! Ya got what ya wanted!"
"And what is it that I wanted?"
"To humiliate me?! Fuck if I know!"
"No, I just wanted to prove your lying ass wrong. And this...," Wade places his hands onto Logan's stomach, feeling him instantly tense up in dread, "Is going to be the smoking gun. Because I think you have been tickled before. And you know that your tummy is pretty fucking bad. So are you going to tell me the truth, or do you need some persuasion?"
Logan is trying to hold back his giggles in anticipation for the fingers on his stomach to start playfully attacking as he shakes his head in reluctant submission.
"N-No, don't. Okaahaay, I admit it. I lied. I've been tickled before. Been a really long time, but it happened."
"Well why the fuck would you lie and say otherwise?"
He's relieved when Wade pulls his hands back, allowing him to breathe normally.
"Because I knew your crazy ass would try to tickle me if I admitted it earlier!"
"Very true. But to be fair you saying that you had never been tickled and weren't ticklish made me want to tickle you even more."
Logan groans and drops his head back.
"I kinda sensed I was fucked either way, knowing you. So again, ya got what ya wanted. You can get off me now."
"Sure thing, pal," Wade smiles innocently as his hands return to hover over Logan's belly, "Right after I confirm how ticklish your tummy really is."
Logan spirals into instant panic and makes an attempt at a last plea.
"Wade no! If I'm ever gonna beg ya for anything it's to not- FuUHuHuHUHuCkAahahahahahaahaa! Noohohohahahahahaa!"
Hi! I just saw your post. I follow you and reblog when I'm on Tumblr. This specific blog I have got labeled explicit even though I'm not before COVID and I didn't know how to dispute that? So I just made a secondary account instead since I can't edit, fix, or add a photo. So while this account is the one liking and following you, I am reblogging on @jaeworld . I definitely would not like to be blocked and this specific account does have multiple posts before the explicit label as well as a pinned post linking to the new account. But I am unsure if people can actually see any of that when I follow. So I just wanted to let you know just in case
Nah, you're good. I'm aware of a few accounts like yours that also have secondary accounts and those ones are totally safe. Even so, your main account at least has activity on it and a heading with a description of your blog so seeing all that would have kept me from blocking you despite not having a profile pic.
Anyone else with secondary accounts from their main account let me know if you want to stick around.
hey, dont block me plz (not sure if my account human enough?)
An account looking like yours is one I will block. You may have a profile pic but literally nothing else on your blog. It shows no signs of life whatsoever, which just leads me to believe that all you do is consume content and can never be bothered to even reblog the posts that you enjoy.
I just deleted the paragraph I had typed in here where I further expressed my feelings about accounts that look like yours. Though you can review my recent thoughts in the following links about the lack of interactions I get around here and maybe you'll understand why I feel this way. And not just me. Pretty much anyone who draws/writes fics.
I'll give it a few more days but come this weekend I'm putting the ban hammer down. I'm just tired of being used and it's what made me stop drawing for a long time and why I finally ended up deleting my DeviantArt account. I just don't think these kinds of people deserve to suck up all my content while never giving anything as simple as a quick comment back in return. It's all take and no give.
I'm probably going to be going through my followers list and blocking all the no name/no profile pic accounts. There's just so many that follow me and Like my stuff that it kind of annoys me knowing that those accounts are likely never going to contribute anything, much less ever actually interact with my posts.
So if you're one of those people and don't want to get blocked maybe spruce up your profile a bit to look like you're a real person. I'd like to interact with actual people. Not be inundated with all these soulless bot looking accounts. I currently have over 600 followers so we'll see how many I have left after the cleansing.
Gonna do this tomorrow night so just giving a heads up. And also all future profiles like this that I see Like my posts or follow me will get an instant block.
OMG We need a fic where the feather between the toes thing happens!
Heheh, well if I ever think of somewhere to stick it into a fic then it will definitely make an appearance. Logan is always excited by the new ways that we come up with to tickle torment him. 🤭
Here he is getting ready for whatever is to come next.
Even though Logan is pretty drunk Wade still can't believe that he got him to agree to go along with his little game. 🤭 He'll probably figure out a way to weasel in some raspberries on that belly next, hehe.
Finally finished this. I wish I could draw more, but I just don't have the time or motivation these days. Spent a lot of time on it so if you Like it some feedback would be appreciated. 💗 I know not everyone likes foot tickles, but it sounded fun to me. lol Shirtless Logan for the viewing pleasure of the rest of you. 😁
A/N: wow, it’s me again, writing? isn’t that crazy? i legit can’t believe i finished this lmao. like i said in my last post i’ve basically moved on from DP&W (😞) and my current fixation is on Bucky and the rest of the Avengers—but mostly Bucky lol. i wanted to try writing again, so here’s something kinda short i tried to put together to get my brain juices flowing again.
Summary: Sam thinks it is an absolute crime that Bucky doesn’t smile more now that he’s seen it, and takes it upon himself to find a new way to get it out of him—and perhaps helps Bucky along his healing journey in the process. (side note: this is set after the events of TFATWS).
this is a sfw tickle fic and includes a hint of romance between Sam and Bucky. if you don’t like it, don’t read it. 🫶
There were a few things that were capable of illuminating dark spaces. You know, the normal things—lightbulbs, sunlight, perhaps a flashlight—but if you were to ask Sam, he would have said Bucky’s smile.
It was an incredibly rare sight to see, and if you did happen to be around when Bucky relaxed enough to do so, you should consider yourself extremely lucky. Not one of those halfhearted smirks, either—his real smile was like seeing a spring flower open its petals to the sunlight after keeping itself hidden and protected for so long.
But Sam could count on one hand how many times he’d seen that expression on Bucky’s face, and that, in his mind, was absolutely unacceptable. Bucky was a part of his family now, and he had been through so much. He deserved to free himself of the protective walls he’d built up, but Sam knew that getting through to him was much easier said than done. Maybe there was a way that was guaranteed to make Bucky crack a grin? But that seemed nearly impossible. He barely even saw his lips twitch when he told any jokes, even when he thought they were genius! Maybe—
“Earth to Sam?” Came Bucky’s deadpan voice, his steel blue eyes fixed skeptically on Sam’s daydreaming expression. He blinked out of his thoughts and looked toward the super soldier who was sitting on the couch next to him, TV remote in hand that had just paused the show they were watching in the living room of Sam’s house.
“You practically begged me to watch this, and you’re not even watching it yourself.”
Sam adjusted himself on the couch, crossing one leg over the other before he replied.
“Yeah, sorry. Just thinking was all.”
Bucky raised a brow. Sam wasn’t really one to be quiet—that was his job. Him being so zoned out like that was abnormal for him.
“About what? I said your name three times and you didn’t even hear me.”
Sam gave a light shrug, his gaze more on the TV than on Bucky now that he’d reached over to unpause it.
“Just you. Your staring problem. That and the fact you never smile.”
Bucky gave a light scoff, leaning back against the couch cushions. He knew about the staring problem, but he smiled. Right?
…Well, he couldn’t really remember when he’d last smiled genuinely, but whatever. He still did it. Occasionally.
“What? I smile.”
Sam turned his head to look over at Bucky with a look on his face that said ‘are you serious?’
“No, you don’t. Sure, you’ve smiled, like, once or twice in the entire time I’ve known you, but that’s not nearly enough. You gotta let go of yourself, man.”
Bucky huffed through his nose, turning toward the TV, not particularly wanting to hold eye contact with Sam at the current moment.
“Whatever. Doesn’t matter if I smile or not.”
Sam gave a scoff of his own. Bucky was always so closed off—with good reason, to be fair—but it was irritating to Sam. He wasn’t irritated at Bucky, necessarily, but more so at himself for not being able to coax the super soldier out of his shell. He supposed he just needed time and patience, but Sam wasn’t feeling all that patient. He just wanted him to crack a smile, that was all!
“It matters to me. And Sarah, because apparently your stupid ass flirting made her soften up toward you. I told you to quit trying to charm my sister.”
Bucky’s lips twitched just a little at the mention of Sarah. Her boys loved him the second they met him for some reason. He supposed he did allow himself to smile just a bit when he played with them.
“See? Why don’t you do that more often?” Sam asked, gesturing to the very slight quirk of Bucky’s lips that was on his face with a wild wave of his hand, which disappeared as soon as Sam pointed it out. Bucky was like a turtle—you moved too quickly, and he shrunk back into his shell.
“I’m gonna make you smile. I know I can. I’m the king of comedy. Here, listen to this…”
——— An exorbitant amount of time later… ———
Bucky sat, his stupid expression still as stony as it was thirty minutes ago. Sam had told literally every joke he could possibly think of, and Bucky hadn’t even let out so much as a huff. Sam was at his wits’ end. Maybe he’d never be able to get it out of him—not by forcing it, anyway.
“God, you’re impossible.” Sam groaned, leaning back against the couch in defeat.
Bucky simply shrugged. He knew that Sam wouldn’t be able to make him smile—not for real, anyway. But he’d wanted to let him try anyway, just to see him get frustrated. He was a bit of a little shit like that.
“Guess you’re not as funny as you think you are.”
Sam scoffed, throwing an offended look in Bucky’s direction. He could feel the smugness radiating off of him, even if he didn’t show it in his face.
“I am hilarious, actually. You’re just made of stone. Seriously, is there just concrete in there?” Sam huffed, reaching over to jab at Bucky’s side a couple times, expecting a slap and an irritated mutter for him to knock it off.
And—well—he did receive that, but not entirely in the way he was expecting.
Bucky tensed underneath Sam’s fingers, letting out an odd sort of choke mixed with a grumble. He smacked his hand away, shooting a glare at him—but it was weak. Sam had finally caught Bucky off guard.
“Don’t touch me like that.”
Sam raised his brows, a smirk beginning to form on his face. He knew what was going on—after all, being the tickle monster was one of his favorite ways to play with his nephews.
“Like what? Like this?” Sam asked, his hand darting out to poke into Bucky’s side while he still could, a shit-eating grin on his face now.
Bucky kept his lips stubbornly shut this time, as he was more prepared for Sam’s mischief.
“Shut up. Get your hand off me.”
Sam only chuckled, and Bucky could tell from the change in his body language that he was planning something—but that something wasn’t all that mysterious.
“You wanna know what I was really thinking about? How I could finally get your ass to smile for once. How convenient that the best method just walked right up into my arms…”
Bucky shifted where he was sitting, and Sam knew he didn’t have a lot of time before his friend bolted. He had to be fast—Bucky was always far too on guard to be able to ambush him.
“Don’t you even think about it.”
Sam huffed, eyes narrowing, smile still in place.
“I’m thinking about it.”
He lunged forward and tackled Bucky down onto the couch before the super soldier had time to react. He managed to get his human arm pinned down, knowing that he probably wouldn’t be able to keep his vibranium arm in place despite his best efforts.
Bucky’s expression was something between flabbergasted and a weird sort of offense—like the fact that Sam was able to catch him off guard and pin him was a personal attack. He struggled against Sam’s grasp, feeling color rise to his cheeks at the position they were in. He was about to shout at him to get the hell off, but he didn’t have the time for that. Sam’s free hand was already finding its way to Bucky’s waist and giving it an experimental squeeze.
Bucky immediately went silent, his breath held in his lungs, resisting the giggles that he felt rising in his chest—warm, fizzy, unfamiliar. He didn’t know what to do with the feeling—the only thing he knew right now was that he didn’t want it escaping.
But Sam was insistent. His fingers crawled from Bucky’s side to his stomach, vibrating into his belly through his shirt, squeezing into it with his thumb when he found a particularly ticklish spot near his hip.
“S-Sam—!” Bucky managed, his eyes squeezing shut before he was unable to hold his laughter in any longer. Sam pressing his thumb into his hipbone was too much. “I’m gohonna kill yohohou—stohop!”
Sam blinked as he listened to Bucky’s quiet but very real giggling. He hadn’t heard this sound ever before out of him.
It was warm and surprisingly bright for a man like Bucky—Sam found it akin to being bathed in warm sunlight after a very long day. He should do this more often, he found himself thinking—though he didn’t really think about the implications of that.
“I’m really scared,” Sam chuckled, his hand squeezing into his hip and drilling his fingertips into the skin of his stomach above it. “You’re a big tough guy, huh? Big ticklish super soldier?”
“Shh—shuhuhut uhup! Get ohohoff!” Bucky laughed, kicking out his legs to try and push himself out from underneath Sam’s weight. His vibranium hand grabbed at the wrist of Sam’s hand that was tickling him, trying to pull him away—but then he found himself thinking about it.
The last time he’d been pinned underneath another person, he had been stuck with HYDRA. He didn’t get to make choices then, didn’t get to have autonomy then. He was constantly being pinned, held down, reminded that he was under control.
Now, being in that position once again, Bucky’s first instinct was to fight. To beat off the person holding power over him. To make sure he never allowed himself to be that weak again.
But this wasn’t like that. Sam was his friend, someone he trusted greatly and had opened up to so much lately. He was playing around, not trying to make him feel weak or overpowered. Besides, he’d outright told him why he was doing this—he wanted to see Bucky smile. Laugh. That was the purest form of affection that one could show to another—making them happy because they cared about them.
Maybe he shouldn’t resist so much. Maybe… he could let go, even if only a little bit.
So Bucky’s hold on Sam’s wrist loosened. Now, he was only holding onto it for the sake of keeping himself grounded in something while the rest of him got lost in laughter he never really allowed himself to experience.
Sam noticed. He softened at the way Bucky’s expression went from tense to a little more relaxed—like he was trying to stop fighting that smile that made him look so joyous, so bright. His own mischievous smile softened into one of affection as he continued to squeeze along his waist.
Experimentally, Sam released Bucky’s human arm, bringing it down to begin tickling along his ribcage on that side. He expected to be immediately pushed off, but he was surprised.
Bucky grabbed onto his wrist, like he did with his other arm, but didn’t really push him. He just sputtered out empty threats, his laughter increasing in volume when Sam’s other hand dug into his ribs.
“Sahaham! You piece of shihit! I’ll—“
“What, shoot me?” Sam said, raising his brows down at the super soldier underneath him. “You need to come up with some better threats. They’re too predictable. Makes me think you don’t actually mean them.”
Bucky didn’t answer, because he knew Sam was right. He didn’t mean any of them.
“Just—just stohohop it! You’re suhuch a—AH!”
Bucky’s laughter heightened once more when Sam’s left hand crawled up his ribcage into his remaining underarm area, prodding into the soft skin that usually remained protected.
“WILSON!” Bucky exclaimed, giving a particularly hard thrash that nearly threw Sam off. Sam beamed, knowing he wouldn’t be able to keep Bucky down for much longer, but he enjoyed the sound of his friend’s unrestrained laughs too much to quit just yet.
“Wow, last-naming me? I must have really pissed you off. Let me help you with that,” Sam mischievously offered, his fingers wiggling deeper into the muscles of Bucky’s underarm and making throw his head back with a cackle.
Bucky finally managed to gather enough strength to buck his hips which tossed Sam off, causing him to land on the floor next to the couch in a laughing heap.
The super soldier pushed himself up to rub at his face, realizing that it was sore from smiling. The last time he’d felt that was… back in the 40s, before his military draft… before everything. Sam was the one who had brought that feeling back to him, after so many years of nothing but cold and pain and suffering.
And now Bucky looked toward the floor, where Sam was still giggling to himself while he pulled himself up to stand. He couldn’t help the thought that popped into his head while he gazed at the smile on Sam’s face.
I love that moron.
In fact, Bucky loved him enough to stand up himself and crack his knuckles in a playfully threatening way—he’d gathered his composure incredibly quickly.
“You’re dead, Sam.”
Sam found himself letting out a nervous chuckle, knowing he couldn’t talk himself out of this. He just took off and jumped over the couch with incredible agility and a burst of giddy energy, Bucky thundering after him immediately after.
For the first time in 70 years, Bucky wasn’t chasing a target. He was chasing the light—his light.
Definitely his arches. Tickling him there will get him cackling and clawing at the couch or wherever he's currently seated while yanking his legs in desperation to escape his tickler's grasp. He'll protest and cuss until he's blue in the face, but that's all just to hold back his real urges to pathetically beg for mercy.
His toes are also a weak point. A feather would be a sadistic tool to use on him because of how easy it would be to slide it between his toes to access where the super sensitive skin hides. Especially the little-known death spot between his pinky and fourth toe. 🤭 His mind wouldn't be able to fully process it all with how badly it tickled and there would be no control over the squealing noises that are nonstop flooding out of him.
He does have a heightened sense of touch so anywhere would get a favorable reaction from him really, but I just imagine the parts that don't make contact with the ground would be his sweet spots. He is quite a kicker when his feet get tickled, meaning one needs to have a good grip on him or risk serious injury. Having a healing factor like Wade definitely helps. lol
So in short, he can't take it and will fight like hell to escape. Except when he's drunk then he's much more tolerant of being tickled in general. The alcohol dulls his sensitivity just enough that it'll still get him laughing pretty hard, but it won't send him into fight or flight mode. He'll essentially just roll over and take it, making it one of Wade's favorite opportunities to get his hands on Logan's feet. A lot less dangerous anyways, though that's never stopped Wade before. 😂
Even though Logan is pretty drunk Wade still can't believe that he got him to agree to go along with his little game. 🤭 He'll probably figure out a way to weasel in some raspberries on that belly next, hehe.
Finally finished this. I wish I could draw more, but I just don't have the time or motivation these days. Spent a lot of time on it so if you Like it some feedback would be appreciated. 💗 I know not everyone likes foot tickles, but it sounded fun to me. lol Shirtless Logan for the viewing pleasure of the rest of you. 😁
hi people! guess what? i’m actually working on a fic!! crazy right?? it’s sambucky based, which i know probably like 2 people will read but it’s okay it makes me happy. i’m actually making progress on it, too!! please please if you have headcanons or ideas let me know! you can comment or submit and anonymous note, i just am really hoping that i actually finish this one lmao.
oh i MISSED your art so much, this is so great to see you draw the feet in your style.. refreshing, thank you!
Thank you. I got pretty decent at drawing feet over the years so glad you enjoyed. I'm pretty happy with how it all came out. I don't know if I'll get to drawing anything again, but only time will tell I guess.
Even though Logan is pretty drunk Wade still can't believe that he got him to agree to go along with his little game. 🤭 He'll probably figure out a way to weasel in some raspberries on that belly next, hehe.
Finally finished this. I wish I could draw more, but I just don't have the time or motivation these days. Spent a lot of time on it so if you Like it some feedback would be appreciated. 💗 I know not everyone likes foot tickles, but it sounded fun to me. lol Shirtless Logan for the viewing pleasure of the rest of you. 😁
