Kanene's notes: Hellooooo!!! Ehehehe, I was going to proofread it but jhgfdfghjfvghj my computer is going to maintanance and I didn't want to wait so kjhgthujk yay!!! Early fic! And a small one too, who knew I still knew how to write those :D Happy new fandom!
Warnings: None! Pure fluff ahead! Around 1.000 words. Ticklish Reader + Ler Mateo
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“Oh, you are very cute.”
Mateo tilted his head, his fingers dancing softly on the expense of your sides, brushing, scribbling, fingertips going back and forth across the sensitive skin, light and gently like the touch of feathers teasing your every nerve. You squeaked, hands burrowed on his comforter, face bright in a smile, uncontrollable giggling falling like a waterfall from your lips.
“Mateheheheheheo! Plehehehehease!”
He chuckled, eyes crinkling at the corners, completely enamored with the adorable vision before him. You kept pleading, yet your hands didn’t ever come even close to push him away, you kept squirming, but each time he hugged you close you only melted more and more on his embrace, snickering, giggling out more and more of those cute sounds that he just discovered essential to his happiness and well being.
“I-I don’t think I can stop.” You squealed, whether it was because of his words or because of how his playful fingers danced up to prod at your ribs, he couldn’t say, only lighten even further his touch, being rewarded by a lovely snort and a high pitched tittering that had his heart floating and his hands trailing more and more across and in between each bone. “Your laughter sounds so nice, I just want to hear it all day.”
A giggly whine, your face pressed on his collarbone, hot by your own flusteredness, your breathy snickering hitting his skin and making him want to giggle too, so he did, finally leaning fully on the coach, he held you a tad more firmly, laying back all the way on the soft cushions and letting you rest comfortably on him.
“Stohohohohop laughihihihing too!”
“Sohohorry, I really can’t hehelp it.”
“Dohohohohon’t apologizheheheee!”
“Ahalright.”
One of his hands migrated to your neck, scratching softly on the tickle spot, the other hand forming a claw and unhurriedly brushing his fingertips up and down your back, over and over, drawing spirals, tracing scribbles, barely even clawing here and there on the more sensitive places, catching a guffaw or two while that, then moving away to spread the most ticklish, most relaxing and maddening shivers and tingles across your nerves.
“Good?”
“Yohohohou’re teahahahasing me!”
Couldn’t he see the happiness shining clear in your eyes? Feel the way you kept pulling him close? Hear the mirth in your laughter? How could this be anything else but good, great, perfect? You took advantage of your position to worm one of your hands under his comforter and squeeze his side, once, in answer. Mateo jolted with a low, surprised bark of laughter before falling into amused, slower chuckles.
“Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to make surehehehehehe!” His hand left your neck to hold your wrist, prying those wiggling, playful fingers away from his ticklish side when the attack continued. You stared at him with shining, mischievously pleased eyes.
“Nohoho apologizing!”
“Ohohokay, ohokay.” He said, tangling your fingers together, blushing, smiling and smiling and smiling. Slowly, he brought your arm upwards, quickly spidering his other hand until it could torment, gently and ticklish, your newly unprotected armpit. At the new target, you couldn’t help but snort, wheezing and trying to instinctively pull your arm down, only to find it still caught in his loving hold.
When an experimental poke on the middle of the pit made you squeal loudly, Mateo let you hand go, tickles once again going to your back. Calmly, he let his hands spider across your shoulders, giving some special attention to the base of your neck, scratching at it, climbing softly to tease with a couple of swipes from his fingertips the back of your ears, enjoying the breathy giggles this brought.
Mateo hummed, kissing your temple, a strange and welcome bout of mischievousness painting his tune. “I hope it does, we would be looking a bit silly if it didn’t, huh?”
“Mahahahateo!”
Travelling down, he scribbled across your shoulder blades, being extra careful to not focus more than a second or two on the spots right under them, with the way they could really have you shrieking and crackling, knowing that this wasn’t his objective for now.
Your laughter took on a snickery, bright and high, tune as he slid his short nails up and down your spine, uncontrollable squirms appearing here and there, your hands opening and closing on his soft comforter, trying your best to not go and stop his feathery attack.
For last, Mateo scribbled his fingers on your lower back, letting his hands travel enough to tease your sides with a few light pinches that never failed to kick your giggling up a notch, squeaks and yelps mingling successfully with it, only for titters to take over as he went right back to your back, first both of his hands spidering tickles on it, then only his fingertips swirling across it again and again, then only one hand, the other one burrowing itself on your nape, scratching softly at your scalp.
A pleased sigh interrupted the flow of chuckles and titters, the tickling slowly coming to a stop as his hand rested right on the base of his spine, thumb rubbing circles on the spot, fingers sometime curling and uncurling into claws, barely sending small ticklish sparkles on your nerve endings before stopping and let them tingle pleasantly.
When you opened your eyes, adjusting your head just enough to peek at him, you found Mateo asleep, softly snoring. Another stray giggle escaped your lips at the sweet irony of him offering the soft tickles to help you to fall asleep quicker only for the spell to turn right back at its caster. It made you wonder how susceptible he himself would be if your roles were reversed.
The strength to keep your eyes open was becoming more and more demanding and you burrowed your face back right back on the crook of his neck, the softer of the pillows. With a joyful, small smile on your face, you too were quick to fall into a slumber.
im gonna fxking IMPLODE. I love hate my boyfriend, so we were kissing in his car per usual. He looks at me like I'm his world so I rest my head against his chest and he starts doing that thing where he gently caresses my back and I'm assuming he noticed I shiver and squirm more around my neck/shoulder area so he brushes against there with one finger and makes me fucking SQUEAL which is already bad enough. However he then starts TEASING me about it and I got hit with "tickletickletickle", "I'm barely touching you! All these giggles over one finger~" "I'm just massaging you, you're so tense~" and worst of all. "Ah, nope. I didn't hear you say stop~'. I'M EATING SO GOOD HE'S SO SWEET I'M GONNA CRY
thinking about Billy Kid giving raspberries by vibrating his face plate against someone’s tummy (idea from a headcanon post by @/physicalee-tired)
he’d be such a goofy, goofy ler and would probably laugh so much while raspberrying someone. the fact his face/fingers are cold and made of metal doesn’t help either
i fucking love tickling my boyfriend when we make out in his car because I'm usually sitting on his lap and his seat is leaned all the way back with his arms above his head and I sneak my hands up towards his ribs and just gently start rubbing circles against that spot between his ribs and underarms and he just kicks his leg like a puppy and giggles while weakly protesting because he likes being kissed and ughhhhhhhh he's so cuuuteee 😭.
Okay so, a few years ago I think I found a way to stop being ticklish (crazy I know) and it's literally by overthinking it. Like whenever someone would poke me or try to squeeze my sides or ribs or whatever I would just think to myself "I can feel their hands touch bone or move against my skin. It actually kinda hurts...". And now I regret it cuz now that my boyfriend knows I like it he's kinda trying too hard and it's sweet but I feel bad because 1) I WANT to feel more ticklish again and 2) It feels awkward trying to guide him lmao. Or maybe I'm just more sensitive to softer touches? Cuz it still tickles pretty bad when he caresses my sides or back. Unfortunately my tummy is getting used to the attention :/. I don't think there's a solid solution here but if anyone has a suggestion I'd like to hear it lol.
Snsnsndjdjsjsn chat he learned I like being tickled and that I can't say it IRL, he teased me about it and I am EUPHORIC
So like I mentioned before he liked to lightly caress and graze and basically tickle me when we usually cuddled but this time I threatened to kiss him stupid and he pulled an Uno reverse card so hard cuz I couldn't think straight after this nsskdkd. ANYWAYS lmao, he decided to lay on top of me this time with his hand beneath the small of my back (kinda ticklish) and on my thighs (I wasn't aware of how ticklish I was there) and while we were making out he decides to lightly squeeze my thigh and I kinda squirmed but kept kissing him. Then he starts moving his hand up and lightly digs his thumb into the crevice where the thigh and hip meets. You guys. Bro. Y'all. I didn't think it was gonna tickle that much so I started giggling and apologizing for breaking away from the kiss and stuff and he didn't mind at all because then he starts softly dragging his fingers up my back making me giggle and squeak more. He fucking whispers against my god damn sensitive ass ears, "Heh, I like making you squirm~" before continuing to kiss and tickle me and that shit broke me ngl. Like, the amount of signals and stimulation it sent to my brain short circuited me, I didn't know whether to lean into his touch or try to squirm away. Laugh or focus on trying to breathe through the kissing so I ended up whimpering and kinda moaning a lot... And when I tried to turn my head to catch my breath from when I could focus on the kissing he would start kissing my fucking neck (which, really bad tickle spot. Like super bad) which would just make me giggle and squeak and whine like crazy!! I never told him "stop" per say (not like I wanted him to) but when I did manage to speak I would swear at him and kinda quietly repeat "No no no no evil!! Mean! Mean! Evil!". Of course if he went any closer to my inner thighs I would stop him and he'd listen, going back to squeezing and massaging the previous spot so he understood my boundaries don't worry chat. Anyways yeah after a while of that he gave me space to sit up and breathe, gently rubbing my back to make sure I was okay afterwards. To make a long story short and work appropriate I ended up having to explain that tickling feels good to me both ways and to please not be weirded out. He thought it was cute, I thought it was humiliating and my brain is still kind of reeling which is why I'm writing this in the first place.
Thank you for coming to my experience, hope I don't regret this and I hope y'all get to have an experience as nice if not nicer than mine~
Blushing and kicking my feet because I fucking won, my boyfriend likes giving me gentle tickles and I never even had to admit it LETS FUCKING GOOOO >//w//<
Welp, I said I’m wrecking the robot. I’m wrecking the god damn robot.
(Unfortunately I haven’t gotten full bond or caught up with the story, Sorry if any of this is OOC lmao)
General HCs
“Oh he’s a robot how can they be ticklish?”. Shut up he accidentally installed some bad hardware that made him extra sensitive, thinking it would make him more perceptive to his surroundings. Instead he’s able to feel light touches, which he’s unfamiliar with which makes him spasm and giggle like a fucking dork
That being said he knew what tickling was he isn’t an idiot. That being said, they had a brief scene in Starlight Knights where a civilian was taken hostage and “interrogated” by the villain only for the heroes to burst in and save them. It is technically a show for a younger audience after all…
The grey part of his “abs”? Yeah those are rubber tire squishy now, fight me.
With that out of the way…
Lee Headcanons
The Cunning Hare’s personal punching bag (unfortunately) so when Nicole and the others found out his system was bugging out due to the newly installed hardware they all took complete advantage of that.
When Billy is particularly getting on Nicole’s nerves with all his Starlight Knight talk she shuts him up by skittering her perfectly manicured nails up the squishier part of his torso. “Hmph! Stop squirming so much Billy! You’re in real trouble if you make me break a nail!”
Anby doesn’t get Billy as much but when she does her poker face as she teases him makes him practically short circuit! “I have to ask, what f tickles more? When I poke right here? Or is it when I wiggle my fingers along here? Ah, so that’s it. I’ll stay right here then”
Nekomata mostly does it on accident… mostly. Her tails brush up against him a lot, and due to the hardware making him particularly sensitive to softer objects, he yelps and jumps away from the soft appendages as fast as he can! She likes messing with him though, she thinks it’s funny. “I’m not doing anything! My tails almost seem like they have a kind of their own don’t you think? What’s so funny, nya?~”
First of all, have you heard the way this guy screams?? It would be impossible not to want to tease and tickle him. Once you get past the initial shriek his laugh is so bubbly and squeaky it’s contagious!
He tries so hard to get away from the ler while trying to be as gentle as possible it’s ridiculous. He’s just out here cackling and struggling to grab the offending hands (or object) as gently as he can so as to not hurt or break it while trying to squirm away. He’s so cute guys
Anyways I would say his worst spot for one is his tummy, again I think it’s rubbery like a tire so you can poke him and he’d shriek and chuckle nervously. Another way to really make him squeal is using something soft, like a feather or a paintbrush or even Nekomata with her tail, and just brush it up his side. He will jump like 50 feet in the air then melt into a giggly puddle.
Now despite him squirming to get away he really doesn’t mind being tickled, in fact, he thinks it’s kind of a fun way to bond with his little make-shift family and others. Plus, he kinda likes that it gives him another sort of human experience, something to relate with.
Ler headcanons
Tries to be a tickle monster and fails tbh. The girls would literally just gang up on him until he can’t move 💀
He tried tickling Anby once and got punched in the face for it. Never again.
That being said, he is used as an anchor a lot when the rest of the Cunning Hares are waging tickle war on one another. He gets a few good pokes and scritches in, feeling proud when he gets a good reaction.
This isn’t canon but I’d like to believe he can vibrate or mildly electrocute people/things on account of the whole robot thing. So, I’d like to believe he can technically blow raspberries considering he can vibrate his face plate.
very worried about accidentally hurting his Lee when the opportunity arises, he doesn’t get to be the one doing the tickling a lot so he tries to be gentle
despite not being a Ler he loves teasing. Sometimes he pretends to be a Starlight Knight, interrogating a villain while other times he takes advantage of being a non-squishy entity and pretends to not know what he’s doing.
“oh? I didn’t know you could be so sensitive here! Haha, don’t do what? I’m barely even touching you!”
Pick On Someone Your Own Size || Deadpool & Wolverine (2024) Tickle Fic
Summary: Wade is tired of Logan constantly poking fun at Mary Poppins' appearance and decides to teach the man a lesson. Unfortunately for Wade, Logan is more than capable of teaching a few lessons of his own.
Warnings: Canon-typical language and allusions to violence.
Requested by the lovely @just-a-fluffy-knight!
Wade liked to consider himself a patient man (he was, in fact, the farthest thing from it). However, there was only so much injustice one man could witness before he was obligated by the universe to intervene, and Wade was quickly approaching that point with Logan. Why, you may ask? Did Logan drink the last of the beer and forget to buy more? Did he leave the toilet seat up when Vanessa came to visit? Did he beat Wade in a particularly nasty game of poker?
Yes, he had done all of those things, but what was REALLY grinding the mercenary's gears was Logan's insistence on making fun of their newly acquired canine friend.
“It looks like a rat with fucking mange.”
“Did the poor little batard get dropped as a puppy or something?”
“She’s staring at both of us at once, that’s creepy as shit.”
“Seriously, that is the ugliest fucking dog I’ve ever seen.”
One or two, Wade could deal with, but he simply could not stand by and allow his precious little angel to continue being subject to such a brutal assault on her cuteness. No, it was time to make a stand!
“Alright, that’s it!” Wade sat straight up, turning to face the perpetual grump currently lounging a few feet away at the opposite end of the couch. “I’ve had it up to HERE with the bullying, mister! Haven’t you watched those cheesy PSAs they used to air on Disney Channel?”
Logan averted his gaze from the television, his eyebrows raised. “The fuck are you talking about?” He rumbled.
“You know what I’m talking about!” Wade retorted, pointing an accusatory finger at the other man. “You’ve been ragging on our poor, sweet Mary Poppins all week!”
“The dog?” Logan asked, clearly exasperated.
“Yes, the dog! Quite frankly, I’ve had enough of the ableist comments about her cute little mug, Peanut.”
“You honestly think that THING is cute? You’re more delusional than I thought.”
At that moment, Wade made a lunge for Logan. He knew it was stupid, he really did. He knew it was practically a death wish, but damn it, he never claimed to be a smart man, okay? By some work of god or luck, the mercenary had seemingly caught the other off guard, with Logan letting out a loud yelp as he was forcefully pushed back against the sofa cushions.
“What the FUCK do you think you’re doing?!” He growled, eyes narrowed. “Get the hell off of me!”
“No can do, bucko. I think it’s time I taught you some manners.” Wade retorted, hands working to fend off Logan’s attempts to push him away. “Would you hold still? Fucking hell, I haven’t even done anything yet!!”
A snort tore from Logan’s throat, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You? Teach ME some manners? That’s fucking rich!” His hips gave a particularly harsh buck, nearly dislodging Wade in the process. The mercenary yelped, torso flinging forwards as his hands instinctively latched onto Logan’s sides for support.
At that precise moment, something downright MAGICAL happened, dear readers. A high-pitched, startled sound erupted from Logan’s lips, accompanied by widened eyes and hitched breathes from both parties.
A giggle.
Logan Howlett, the Wolverine, fucking giggled.
The two stared at each other for a moment, neither moving or uttering a word. Then, a gigantic grin bloomed across Wade’s face, and Logan felt his heart jump into his throat.
“Oho, what do we have here?” Wade crooned, fingers still latched onto Logan’s torso but remaining unmoving. “Doth mine eyes deceive me, or did you just-”
“I didn’t do shit, you’re just hearing shit, ya nutcase.” Logan growled, steeling his features as he held Wade’s gaze with as much confidence he could muster. “Just get the fuck off of me, you fucking prick!”
“Nooo, I definitely heard something!” Wade’s excitement was growing by the second, and Logan didn’t like it one bit. He gave the X-Man’s sides another quick squeeze, and while Logan was prepared enough to hold back any noises this time around, he still gave a sharp flinch at the touch. “Holy fucking shit, Batman! You’re ticklish, aren’t you? Aaaw, isn’t that just precious?” He cooed with delight.
“I swear, if you don’t-” Logan started, his lips slamming shut as Wade’s fingers began to wiggle into his muscular sides, squeezing just above the hips every so often. Shit, he couldn’t let WADE of all people break him with something so fucking stupid! He would never hear the end of it! Logan took a desperate swipe at Wade’s ribcage, claws sliding out in preparation to dig into the merc’s flesh, but Wade was a step ahead of him, immediately taking the opportunity to dig into the newly exposed armpit.
Well, fuck.
“Shihihihihihihit!” Logan cursed loudly, slamming his arm down in an attempt to protect the sensitive spot but only succeeding in trapping the mischievous fingers there.
“I knew it! The big, bad badger is tickwish, isn’t he? Isn’t he?” Wade crowed, talking to the other as if he were talking to a baby. Logan felt his cheeks warm as he tossed his head from side to side, their shade no doubt rivaling the red of Wade’s suit.
“Shuhuhuhut up!” Logan snapped, hating the way a barrage of giggles immediately interrupted his words the moment he opened his mouth. “Lehehehet go, motherfuhuhucker!”
“After all of those cruel, cruel things you said about dear Poppins? Ooh no, I think you’ve earned yourself an EXTENDED session with the tickle monster, tough guy. Besides, do you HEAR yourself right now? You’re way too cute to just STOP!”
“I’m nohohot fuhuhuhuckin’ cuhuhuhuhuhute! I’ll kihihihihill yohohohou!” Logan threatened, chest shaking with titters as a soft wheeze rang through the air. “Cuhuhuhuhuhut it ohohohohout!”
Wade was most certainly NOT going to cut it out. Damn it, there was a certain group of people on their internet whose mouths would WATER at the chance to reduce THE Wolverine to such a giggly state, and by god, Wade was going to do just that (in their honor, of course). His fingers spidered up to Logan’s ribs, beginning to scratch between each bone as he counted loudly. “One ticklish wittle rib, two tickwish wittle ribs…”
Logan’s cheeks turned a few shades redder, his laughter increasing in pitch in a manner the man found downright mortifying. “Shuhuhuhut up, shuhuhuhut uhuhuhup, shuhuhuhuhut uhuhuhuhup! Fuhuhuhuhuck!” His legs kicked frantically against the couch, claws digging into the cushions as a snort tore through his giggling.
Wade couldn’t hold back a cackle of his own. “Oh my god, was that a SNORT? You SNORT? Are you sure you aren’t a pig instead of a badger?” He smirked, giving up on counting in favor of taking his fingers back down Logan’s ribcage towards his stomach. “What’s the matter? All these muscles not helping too much in the ticklish department? Does this make you wanna squeal real good? Come on, Peanut, squeal nice and pretty for me!”
Logan let out another loud wheeze, back arching before crashing back onto the sofa, laughter pouring out of him in waves as Wade began to ruthlessly claw at his stomach. “FUHUHUHUHUCKING STAHAHAHAHAP, YOHOHOHOHOU ASS!” He howled, eyes squeezed shut with mirth as he desperately attempted to suck in his stomach. “DAHAHAHAMN IT, NOOOOHOHOHOHOOO!”
Wade grinned wolfishly, his tickling picking up the pace at Logan’s increased hysterics. “Uh oh, it looks like we’ve hit a sweet spot! Does the wittle badger have a tickwish wittle tummy? Does he?” He crooned. He was SCREWED when Logan inevitably freed himself, he knew that, but Wade was okay with digging his own grave. The chance to make the big grump SHRIEK was just too enticing.
The feeling of a finger wiggling in his navel was what finally did it. Logan let out a downright precious squeal, laughter going wild as he wrenched his hands upwards (now claw free), seizing Wade by the hips and flinging him backwards. The mercenary’s back his the arm of the couch, eyes wide with shock. “Alright, alright! Calm down, buddy! Let’s save the rough stuff for the bedroom, yeah?”
Logan collapsed back against the cushions, panting as his arms instinctively wrapped around his still tingling torso. His eyes narrowed, an effect completely ruined by the lingering laughter at his lips. “Fuhuhuhucking hell! What was that for?” He huffed.
Wade gave a little shrug. “Well, at first it was to make you stop being such a jackass to our beloved canine friend, but then you just had the cutest little giggle and I just couldn’t help myself.” He grinned coyly. “Don’t act like you weren’t having fun! You could have stabbed me at any time, but you didn’t, did you? Because you liiiked it!”
The X-Man felt like his ears and cheeks were on fire, and he wanted nothing more than to shut the prick up, but he just couldn’t bring himself to kick Wade’s ass (perhaps because the mercenary’s words held a bit of truth to them). After a moment, however, Logan returned Wade’s smile, although his had a FAR more intimidating undertone. “You like tickling me so badly? Let’s see how you fucking like it, huh?”
As Logan slowly began to move forward, looking downright MENACING with that gleam in his eye, Wade felt his heart start racing. Instinctively, he raised his hands as he attempted to stand up, only to be immediately tugged back down as Logan took ahold of his wrists. “Now, Logan! W-We can talk about this, right?” He chuckled nervously. In the blink of an eye, Logan had him pressed on his back against the couch, smirking down at him in a manner that was downright villainous. “Gee, if you wanted to be on top so badly, you could have just-”
“You just never know when to shut up.”
Fingers dug into the mercenary’s sides, clawing and wiggling with sheer ruthlessness in their mission to make Wade SHRIEK. In mere seconds, they succeeded.
“Fuhuhuhuhuhuhucking Christ! Hohold on, hold ohohohon! Waaaaahahahahait!” Wade squealed, clumsily fumbling for Logan’s wrists as he immediately burst into a wave of high-pitched giggling.
“Jesus, you couldn’t even last a second? I knew you’d be bad, but this is fucking ridiculous.” Logan chuckled, delighting in the way Wade collapsed with titters at the assault on his sides. “Looks like someone can’t take a taste of his own medicine, can he? And you said I’M the ticklish one…”
Wade shook his head, wishing for the security of his suit as he felt his cheeks turning a bright red. “Fuhuhuhuhuck you! Dohohohohohon’t! Eeeeehehehehahahahaaa!” He forced out, eyes squinty with giddy mirth. “Y-Yohohohouou are SOHOHOHO muhuhuhuch wohohohohorse!”
Logan raised a brow. “Still sassing me? You have no sense of self-preservation, do ya?”
Wade let out a borderline SCREECH as Logan’s hands found their way into his armpits, arms snapping down in a frantic, vain attempt to protect themselves. “OHOHOHOHO SHIT! N-NOHOHOHOHOHOOO! CUHUHUHUT IT OHOHOHOUT!” Wade giggled shrilly. “Y-YOHOHOHOU’LL MAHAHAKE ME LOOK BAHAHAHAD IN FROHOHOHOHONT OF THE REHEHEHEADERS!”
“I don’t have a fucking clue what you’re talking about, but this seems like a good spot. How about we stay here for a bit, yeah?” Wade WAILED as one of Logan’s hands decided to dart down and experimentally squeeze one of his thighs. “Or how about right here? Vanessa mentioned these being SUPER FUCKING TICKLISH at the Christmas party back in December.”
“SHEHEHE DIHIHIHIHID WHAHAHAT?!”
“I’m just fucking with you, it was a lucky guess, and a pretty damn good one going by that reaction. Now, let’s see if I can tickle a fucking apology out of you for your little stunt, shall we?”
“BRIHIHIHIHING IT OHOHOHOHOHON, PIGLET!”
“Oh, you’re playing that card again? You SO deserve this now..”
“Wahahahait, what are you doing? Lohohogan, Logan nohohohohooo! Dohohohon’t you fuhuhuhucking do it! I’ll kill you, motherfucker! LohohoGAHAHAHAAHAHAAAN!”
Alucard would have some much fun if he finds out that his s/o is ticklish. He just loves their laugh so much. Especially if he’s the cause of it. Rip to the reader’s peace of mind tho. Through out the day he’ll sneak up on them like a giant red tickle monster.
Of all the monikers Alucard could recieve, "giant red tickle monster" is probably not on in his top 20.
You were so unbelievably on edge.
To the average person, you looked like you were just walking to the kitchen of the Hellsing mess hall.
Which you were.
But there was also a tenseness to your movements. Your shoulders were squared and tight, arms wrapped around your middle, and head looking about as if you were being followed.
Which was also a possibility.
Never did you think such an insignificant quirk would become your worst weakness, and even worse that your lover would be so cruel to use it against you. It's only been a week, and yet every moment of everyday is spent in a constant state of fear. Can't you catch a break?
But alas, a familiar coat of red suddenly materializes through the wall right next to you, making you scream bloody murder.
"ALUCARD, NO!" you shriek.
The vampire's hands rip your arms from your waist, wrapping his around in replacement. His white gloved fingers immediately dig under your shirt, finding purchase on the smooth skin of your sides and stomach.
His laugh was that of pure evil, before he begins his attack.
"AAAAAHAHAHAHA!" you begin to uncontrollably giggle, squirming in his firm embrace as his head sits on top your shoulder, pressing himself cheek to cheek with you. You can feel his wide and satisfied smirk against your jaw as you cry out for freedom.
You know the longer this goes on, the more his enjoyment will increase. He just loves leaving you so weak as your beautiful laugh echos in his ears.
Try as you may, your darling Alucard continues to hold strong, and you couldn't break his grip on you.
"A-Alu! Alucard, ple-he-hease!" you cackle, throwing your legs in the air as he holds you against his chest.
Tears begin to water in your eyes, and your lungs felt like they were jumping against your rib cage as the monster continued his merciless assault, hands meticulous and expertly guided, knowing all your weak spots.
"You know what you have to say, Dearest. Just one word," Alucard chuckles in your ear, before placing a heavy kiss against your neck.
One of his hands makes its way out of your shirt, rising upwards and finding a place on your inner clavicle, beginning a new assault above your collar bone.
"Wa-wait!" you cry in alarm, arms gripping the sleeves of his coat, "mercy! Mercy, Alucard!"
Alucard's fingers continue to dance on your shoulder and waist for a moment longer, before finally pulling away. His arms wrap back around your middle as you finally find a moment to breathe normally, going slack against Alucard's tall frame.
"You— *huff* —you ass..." you gasp, as you feel him kiss up your neck, before leaving a soft one on your cheek, "can't I just get myself a cup of hot-chocolate without being assaulted?"
"Not if you keep leaving yourself open like that," Alucard laughs.
low-key Going Through It (TM) so I’m regressing back into my middle school obsessions! I’ll try to do the characters justice (￣▽￣;).
Edd 💚
He mostly seeks out tickle fights when he’s insanely bored and feels like being a little shit.
I’d like to think he’s a Ler-leaning switch. He enjoys being a menace but he also doesn’t mind getting what he deserves.
I’ve seen a few HCs that his tummy is his worst spot and I gotta agree.
Man is squishy! And a large squishy man needs a nice squishy tummy to give raspberries to. Although he’s also a little insecure about it so little ticklish kisses and appreciation make him blush so hard.
His favorite victim used to be Tord before he left because the red hooded man would get so mad and wreck him back after.
Now he picks on Tom because he also gets pissy about it, the only difference is that Edd now fears for his life because Tom is very calculating (more on that later)
Since Edd can grow scruff he takes advantage of that whenever he’s too lazy to shave. He enjoys casually putting his head on his close friends or s/o’s shoulders close to their neck just to make them squirm and giggle while he talks
Insanely fucking teasy and loves instigating tickle fights but what he loves more is convincing the others to double team someone else. It just brings him joy knowing he can get the others to play along with his playful moods.
“Hm? What’s that? Speak up, you’re giggling a little too much. It tickles? and here I thought it was my incredible wit… positivelee devastating don’t you think?”
Matt 💜
Not gonna lie, he’s probably too absorbed in himself to go out and tickle any of the others unless they were really feeling out of it.
That being said he is by far the easier Lee out of all of them. Matt can be so unintentionally annoying he has to get wrecked at least once a week.
Matt didn’t take out the trash? Edd, go give him a reason to do it! Matt replaced a picture of your mother with one of himself? Tom, make him put it back! Matt didn’t help when you were trapped in the underground tomb and forced to listen to the song you hate the most in the world? Tord practically made him cry when he wrecked him after that day
While his laugh can be pretty damn cute, he’s more disposed to shrill shrieks and begging. He snorts occasionally too and he always blushes and tries to cover his face after.
His worst spot, is his neck I think. Maybe I’m just biased because of the whole vampire thing but I’d like to think his neck became a more sensitive spot overall for him.
however it’s not just his neck that’s insanely ticklish, his ears and back are also pretty bad. He shrieks and jumps almost 5 feet into the air if someone slides a finger down his back teasingly
His face gets so red when he laughs it’s absolutely adorable, it’s not even the fact that someone had just tickled him that much he’s just really pale (lmao ginger)
Despite his self centered ways he’s nothing if not a good friend. Whenever anyone felt bad and he didn’t exactly understand the situation he’d resort to physical touch. A supportive hand on their back, a soft hug from behind, Matt why are your hands slipping under my shirt- Matt. MATT—
Even though he’d be classified more as a Lee. Matt’s teasing game is strong although he really isn’t trying… he’s just genuinely amazed
“Awww look at that pretty smile!~ Oh! That was a cute sound, do it again! where was it…? Was it here? Or here? Or maybe here? Oh! What if I do this instead! Haha see? Doesn’t it feel better to laugh like this?”
Tom 💙
He’s a lot more playful than the fandom let’s him be. Sure he’s really cynical and can be kind of a prick but he loves his buddies… they just get on his freaking nerves sometimes.
Unfortunately he’s also emotionally constipated so he’s a Lee-leaning switch. He lets himself get tickled to pieces but that’s only because he’s plotting.
His armpits are his worst spot but the back of his knees are a very close second. One will make him squeal, and the other will get you kicked in the face.
When Tom plots… he plots hard. He’ll try to think of when and how to get his friends back for tickling him so much he actually said “please”. He’ll wait as long as he needs to and when one of them is inevitably stuck in a dangerously ticklish situation he’ll casually go “Hey so remember when my hoodie got stuck on Steve and I asked for help…? Well, now it’s my turn”.
He also started using tickling as a form of “punishment” and annoyance after he got too wasted one night and almost stabbed Tord with his empty bottle of Smirnoff.
Speaking of drunk Tom… he actually likes being tickled gently when he’s drunk and will ask once he’s comfortable enough. “hey… could you um… d-do the thing? You know the thing! I’ll, like, lay in your lap and you can just tickle me but… you have to be nice!”
When he’s feeling more playful he’ll tease by using the good ‘ol tickle monster tactic. Except in his case, his eyes actually begin to glow a little in excitement and his nails actually seem to get a little pointier… all the better to tickle with I suppose.
Since he doesn’t play the role of Ler too often, he kinda sucks at it. He can’t really tease once he has his target in his grasp. He is good at being blunt and snarky though.
“pfft, no way it tickles that bad? I think you’re lying, yup. A lying liar pants. Keep it up with that attitude and I’ll tickle you for 10 more minutes”.
Tord ❤️
what an enigma… no, really I don’t know what to make of him. He rarely ever spoke pre-Legacy and we all know about The End(s) affect on the fandom… the horror
definitely a ler-leaning switch. He’s very chaotic pre-legacy.
ticklish hips. Another HC I am low-key stealing (sorry I’m too tired to think creatively) and y’know what I think it’s valid as hell.
the type of mf that has cold hands and will actively go out of his way to stick them on your neck or under your shirt with an evil grin his faces (I… I am guilty of doing this it’s just really funny)
very quick with the threats when being tickled, the only issue is there are no threats only soon to be fulfilled promises.
Tord is pretty ruthless and will do almost anything to get his Lee to squeal. He cackles maniacally when he’s done. Only really offering a head pat or half hug.
TomTord shippers… sit your asses down it’s all about Tord and Edd. Tord used to love teasing and starting tickle fights with Edd over the pettiest shit and would only ever really allow Edd to tickle him.
He also used to get Matt a lot back when he had enough brain cells to be mean.
he and Tom get into tickle fights sometimes sure but to them it feels more like a competition than a fun bonding thing.
he’s pretty good at teasing. Throwing some Norwegian in there for good measure. His real passion though his physical teasing, if slow methodical tickling gets a Lee to beg. Perfect. Poking makes them jump and squeak? Noted. Nibbling? Sure, why not? Might as well put his sharp teeth to work to make his Lee absolutely scream!
“Oho? What’s this? It tickles when I do this? Kile! Så Søt! Haha! You have to say please~ Hmmm… I guess I can… NOPE! Get wrecked! Hahaha!
(edit, sorry I had to fix the tags. I was half asleep when I wrote em lmao)
fuck it, no one else is doing them so I’m doing this to appease the clown-fuckers and/or people who just think this guy would be fun. SFW don’t worry!
As a Ler…
I’m fucking calling it. EVIL. ABSOLUTELY CRUEL.
that being said you’ll probably love every second of it because this long monochromatic entity has a knack for teasing.
first of all the claws??? Sure they’re perfect for disemboweling his victims but you know what else they’re good for? Slowing dragging them up and down your tummy and making you squirm. Running them down your back and grinning when you arch and squeak. Raking them up and down your soles or even for quick skitters… do I need to keep going?~
I am a firm believer that he loves a good chase, he loves seeing the fear (or anticipation) on his Lee’s face as he chases them down or ambushes them from the shadows and relishes in hearing the final screech before gently squishing and scribbling along any ticklish spot he can get his hands on.
He’s so good at teasing it’s almost criminal. He will find what gets you most flustered and use it to his advantage. Baby talk? “Awww? Is the little human ticklish? Cootchy Cootchy coo~ listen to those giggles!”. Corny Jokes? “Say, little one, what do you call a fish wearing a bow tie? Sophishticated! Oh? Is it really that funny? No?! But look how much you’re laughing!”. Anything that might make you blush or whine he will exploit
He uses his height to his advantage of course! It doesn’t matter how tall you are he can and will hold you upside down and tickle your exposed tummy how dare you think you’re above that!
As a Lee…
No offense but… you don’t have a snowballs chance in hell 💀.
OR THAT WOULD BE THE CASE IF HE DIDN’T ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT.
Hear me out, he was created as an imaginary friend and while that ended… less than pleasantly, he still has some of that childish spirit in him… also you can’t tell me Issac didn’t make him a glorified tickle me Elmo 💀.
Yup, that’s right. This clown is ticklish EVERYWHERE and he fucking hates loves it. Especially if you’re someone he’s particularly fond of, he will DESTROY YOU once he gets off the floor from his giggle fit.
He’s definitely hard to fluster I think, however something that always gets him is feigned innocence. What do you mean how many ribs does he have HE DOESNT HAVE BONES PLEASE IT TICKLES SO BAD—
you can practically play him like an instrument, while he’s ticklish everywhere certain spots will make his cackle like a hyena while other will make him laugh so hard he actually goes silent.
also very susceptible to tickle kisses, those might be worse for him than raspberries actually
