#atla tickle

[veryblushyswitch]

I’ve been rewatching ATLA and this moment is definitely a brief ticklish Sokka scene! 💖

[gaybananabread]

Could I get ler!Toph and lee!Aang from ATLA with Day 17?

TickleTober Day 17 - Raspberries

~It’s been a hot sec since I’ve written anything ATLA-related! Toph and Aang are the best duo over and you cannot prove me wrong (if you can, shhhhh). Thank you for the request, and I hope you Enjoy!~

Lee: Aang

Ler: Toph

Summary: While the group is on a calm streak, Aang is stuck with a killer lee-mood. Toph catches on after some fumbling by Aang and, with some persuasion, makes sure he gets the tickles he deserves.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

The Gaang were having a lucky streak as of late; there had been no attacks, no close-calls during supply runs, and fresh water at every one of their campsites. They were allowed to relax amongst themselves, each enjoying the rare leisure.

Well, they were all trying to, with varying levels of success. Zuko rarely ever relaxed, Katara was almost always on edge, and Aang…

Well, he had his own problems.

On the second day of their streak, he woke up with a rather inconvenient feeling in his stomach. It wasn’t painful or sickening, but it definitely made things difficult. Especially when it didn’t go away, even after three days of trying to ignore it.

A bubbly, fuzzy feeling hummed in his chest, making him giddy and a tad jumpy. The stubborn blush on his cheeks refused to leave, no matter how much water he drank or air he’d bent to fan himself. The mood itself was nothing dangerous; it was how it affected him around others.

Aang could not handle anyone’s wiggling fingers. And, just his luck, Toph was insistent on practicing her more refined bending techniques.

The girl flexed each of her fingers deliberately, causing jagged and thin spikes of rock to jut up from the ground. It really was impressive to earthbend at such a fine scale, though he was more focused on the movement of her hands.

Why did the technique have to look so much like tickling? It was truly unfair; the butterflies in his stomach spread all the way up to his throat, turning his ears and cheeks pink. He didn’t even notice he was staring until she called him out.

“Hey, twinkle-toes! You need something, or are my hands just that pretty to ya?” A pebble hit the side of Aang’s head, startling him out of his daze. If he thought he was blushing before, it was a thousand times worse now.

“S-sorry, Toph!” Averting his gaze, Aang quickly found an interesting rock to stare at. He forgot she could sense his heartbeat; she knew something was off within a second.

“What’sa matter with you? You’re all…jumpy.” It wasn’t the right word, but it was the only one she could think of at the moment. While she couldn’t literally see him, her gaze was still intimidating; Toph was demanding a true answer.

“Uh…nothing?” Wow, his voice was so squeaky. That wasn’t even close to believable, was it?

“Seriously, Aang? Try again.”

Nope, not at all.

“...you’re gonna make fun of me.” Aang pouted, sighing as he tried to keep his voice level. He knew Toph wouldn’t be cruel, but it was still embarrassing.

“Woah, hold it. If you’ve got a problem, I promise I’ll listen. I care about you, dummy.” Toph punched his shoulder just gently enough to let him know she was there for him. Wow. He felt ridiculous and supported; it was an interesting combination.

“I…okay.” With a resigned huff, he told the truth. Well, vaguely, but still. “It’s the thing, you know?” He wiggled his fingers in emphasis, hoping she could see it with her bending.

Toph obviously could – the wording alone gave him away – but she wanted to push just a bit. “What thing?” She wasn’t being mean, as she promised – just antagonistic. “Are you doing something with your hands again? You do know I’m blind, right?”

The Avatar groaned, knowing he was gonna have to out-right say it. Jeez, why was he always the one being forced to ask?

“The…tickling thing. Mood. Thing.” He sounded very embarrassed to admit it, which made Toph’s grin soften. She knew his mood had to be pretty strong for him to act that shy.

“Alright, alright. C’mere, twinkle-toes.” The earthbender plopped down in the grass, crossed her legs, and patted her lap expectantly. No judgment, no weird questions, nothing. Man, she was a good friend…

Aang tried to suppress the already-building giggles as he laid down, a nervous grin tugging at his lips. Anticipation always got to him, especially when it came to Toph’s “assistance.”

“Okay, smiles. Try not to hit me in the face.” Pushing Aang’s arms above his head, she got to work. Slow, teasing fingers walked down his arms, going from his wrists to his armpits. Barely two seconds in, and he was already struggling to keep them up.

“T-Tohoph, thihis is- EEK! COHOHOME OHOHON!”

Toph had gone from slow teases to drilling into his pits in mere seconds, quickly driving him up the wall. Sure, he was loving it, but that drastic change had sent a tickly jolt through his whole upper body.

“I’m barely getting started, twinkle-toes. Better buckle up!” She gave him the playful warning before targeting his stomach, causing his arms to come crashing down in an instant. It was his worst spot, and she knew it.

“NAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHOPH! IHIT- IT TIHIHICKLES!” Aang started rolling around in her lap, and she let him, loving the mental sight of her wiggle-worm-ing friend. It sounded and felt so cute; she could hear his heartbeat, helping her guess what level of blush he was currently at. It was almost supernova already.

Man, he really was in a mood, wasn’t he?

“Do you want some fruit, Aang?” They both knew what she was really asking, his spike in heart rate tattling on him. His tells really were too easy to point out.

Toph let out a small hum of approval when he nodded, shoving aside his robes for the day. He was left in his shorts, the flowy fabric of his top bunched up at his shoulders.

Aang was already wiggling, fake-shoving at her head whenever she teasingly got closer. Toph’s goal wasn’t to fluster or tease him, though; her mission was to wreck the living daylights out of him. So, that’s what she did.

The second her lips buzzed against his skin, he knew he was done for. The boy shrieked, thrashing and kicking and bucking beneath her tickly torment. Not once, she noted, did he put even a fraction of real effort into pushing her head away. He really was enjoying it…

“Aww, you’re being so loud! You’re lucky nobody’s dumb enough to attack us right now; I might not even hear them coming.” Okay, now she was teasing. It was still light-hearted, but more geared towards flustering rather than amusing.

“SHUHUHU- *hic* OHOHO NOHOHO!” Aang couldn’t help but whine as he felt the hiccups begin. If he was really getting it, like he was then, little hiccups wormed their way into his diaphragm and made breathing that much harder. They also sounded completely childish, embarrassing him as the cherry on top.

“Oho yeah! Squeaky’s back!” Toph had named his hiccups “Squeaky” after the sharp, shrill noise they always produced. It was so dumb, but they both loved it.

Toph continued to blow raspberry after raspberry, making his poor stomach turn red from all the contact. The noises were utterly ridiculous, only making Aang laugh and hiccup harder.

The silly form of tickling had always been one of Aang’s weaknesses. Besides his general affinity for them, the intense sensations never failed to render him a laughing, squealing mess. Raspberries were any ler’s “Get Out of Jail Free” card for wrecking him.

His mood was definitely subsiding. He felt the constant buzzing and fuzz die down, replaced with the jolting electricity of the tickles running through his nervous system. It always amused him how he pretty much traded one embarrassing sensation for the other, but he didn’t say anything. Not that he even could, what with all that laughing.

When his hiccups became more violent and his laugh wheezy, Toph stopped her tickling in favor of patting and running a hand along his upper back. She could feel his shoulders shaking as he recovered, giggling off after effects and general giddiness.

“O-oho my…wow. Thank you, Toph.” Aang grinned sheepishly, obviously feeling a lot better after that pesky lee mood was dealt with. It had been both fun and relieving: a perfect combo.

Toph waved a hand, feigning indifference that Aang could tell was faker than Sokka’s fire nation beard. “Don’t worry about it, man. I’m always here if you need your butt handed to you again.”

That statement, no matter how juvenile, warmed his heart. Toph really was an amazing friend to him and the others. He didn’t know what he’d do without her. Knowing her, that declaration would probably get him lovingly socked one for being mushy, so he said the next best thing.

“Hey…can you show me that needle-rock thing? It looked really cool, and it’d probably be useful in fights.”

“I guess I can try. Just keep up, twinkle-toes!”

[wholesome-lee-trash]

Master Post

Sanders Sides

Crush

Headcanons

Good Night, Cookie Monster

I'm Bored...

Great Date

Try Not to Laugh

You're Up Early

Tickle-Tac-Toe

I'm Giving You Attention

Take a Break

Talking is Easy

The Itsy Bitsy Spider

The Itsy Bitsy Spider (Pt 2)

Not Cuddling

Butterflies

Not Feeling Great

Run a Gel

Maybe You're the Gay One

Massage

Ticklets

Stuck In The Cold

Mistle-Tickle

Nothing Much...

Ask For a Hug

Dancing Prince

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Zuko is Sensitive

The Owl House

Promises

Fun Nostalgia

Let's Play!

Calming Touches

Coffee

Five More Minutes

Tickletober Day 1: Anticipation

New Year's Celebration

Hazbin Hotel

Sleeping At The Table

Keeper of the Lost Cities

Overworked

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Headcanons (book 1)

Headcanons (Inner Circle)

Deadlines

EPIC: The Musical

Learning a Lesson

Get In The Water

Brave Little Prince

Hold Them Down

Training Gone Awry

Stop the Fight

Marvel

Once Upon a Time

Which Bucky Am I Talking To?

Five Stages of Grief

Be Careful

[user-16s-world]

📜 “Deadpan Down: The Tickle Takedown of Mai”

The afternoon sun bathed the palace courtyard in gold, casting long shadows across the sparring circle. Ty Lee bounced on her toes, hands poised, eyes twinkling.

“Ready?” she chirped.

Across from her, Mai rolled her eyes. “You’re always ready. Let’s just get this over with.”

She moved in a blur—throwing knives from her sleeves, each one aimed precisely. Ty Lee cartwheeled, flipped, and ducked around every single one like it was a game of tag. She came in low, landed a perfect roll, and—tap-tap-tap—three swift strikes to Mai’s shoulder, wrist, and lower back.

Mai froze. Mid-throw.

“Ugh.” Her arm dropped uselessly. “Chi blocking again. Cheap shot.”

“It’s not a cheap shot, it’s an art form!” Ty Lee beamed, hands on her hips. “That was a clean win, Miss Daggers.”

Mai just stood there, arms limp, her usual blank expression firmly in place. “Not a win. I can still glare you to death.”

Ty Lee huffed. “Oh, come on! You’re paralyzed, Mai. That means you lost.”

No response.

Ty Lee poked her ribs once. “Maiiiiii.”

Nothing. Not even a twitch.

She poked again. Harder. This time, right beneath the ribs. Mai jerked slightly—and then—

“Pff.”

A tiny, unmistakable giggle.

Ty Lee froze. Her eyes widened, lips slowly curling into a mischievous grin. “Waaait a second…”

“Don’t.” Mai warned, her voice still monotone but now edged with panic.

“Oh-ho-ho, don’t what?” Ty Lee sang, wiggling her fingers with exaggerated slowness. “Don’t do… this?”

Wiggle-wiggle-wiggle—right at Mai’s sides.

Mai twitched violently, then broke into a sudden burst of stifled laughter.

“Ty—Lee—DON’T—ha—STOP—”

“Wow, for someone so deadpan, you’re so alive right now!” Ty Lee giggled gleefully.

She danced around Mai like a sugar-high lemur, poking under her arms, tracing circles along her ribs, then zeroing in on the real jackpot—Mai’s bare feet, still planted stiffly in her sandals.

“Oh no,” Ty Lee gasped dramatically. “Look at these poor, unprotected feet! Who would dare tickle them?”

“Ty Lee, I swear, I will—HAHAA—NO—NOT MY FEET—”

She slipped a sandal off with ease and ran her fingers down the sole. Mai let out a shocked bark of laughter.

Now it was full-on.

“S-stahahap—this is childish—”

“Admit defeat!” Ty Lee sang, now scribbling her fingers under Mai’s knees and wiggling up her sides like a human tickle machine. “Say ‘Ty Lee is the greatest chi-blocking princess ever’ and I might consider mercy!”

Mai tried to glare, but her head flopped uselessly, her stoic mask crumbling under helpless giggles. “T-ty—Lee—NOHOHO—YOU—giggle fiend—”

“Giiiiggle fiiiiend~?” Ty Lee pouted. “That’s not very nice. Maybe you need to be reminded of who’s in charge…”

She unleashed the combo: ribs + underarms + a foot scribble. Mai buckled (as much as she could while paralyzed), laughing so hard her usual monotone broke into high-pitched gasps.

“OKAY! YOU WIN! YOU WIN!”

Ty Lee stopped instantly, arms in the air like she just scored in a pro-bending match. “Victoryyyyy~!”

Mai stood there, breathing hard, hair in her face, cheeks pink, trying to regain her dignity.

“…If you tell anyone about this, I’ll throw a dagger between your teeth.”

Ty Lee just grinned. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

Pause.

“…Unless you ever try to say you’re not ticklish again.”

Mai sighed. “I hate you.”

“Awwww. I love you too!” Ty Lee chirped, skipping off before another dagger could come flying.

[dj-banana-love-2]

Fandom list

Sonic

The cuphead show

Transformers

Hazbin hotel

Helluva bøss

Just about all things Disney

Z-o-m-b-i-e-s all movies

Descendants all movies

Smb

Atsv

Fnaf ( the movies too )

TMNT 2012 (ONLY)

Tadc

Atla

Ramshackle

Twisted wonderland

Nickelodeon

[ticklish-daydreams]

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hey there! listed below is my fandoms list <3 i usually like to write reader/self/oc inserts! (bold and italic; biggest BIGGEST interest(s) as of rn, bold; my current interests, normal; i like and am willing to write for, italics; i also like, but am unlikely to write for)

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the owl house

bugsnax

stranger things

red dead redemption 2

stardew valley

marvel, first phase of movies (primarily focused on loki atm)

loki (tv show)

slay the princess

poppy playtime (all chapters)

doors (roblox game)

the maze runner

undertale

deltarune

steven universe

sanders sides

ace attorney

bfdi, bfdia, bfb, etc (humanized forms)

avatar the last airbender

the henry stickmin collection

original characters

the backrooms (would most likely be a group of survivors, not entities themselves, therefore original characters)

octonauts

… and more to be added!

[hwaowiiii]

Accidental

Tickletober 2023

Day 2: 02.10.2023

Ler: Zuko (ATLA)

Lee: Reader

Genre: This fiction is about tickling, so if you don't feel like reading it, then don't do it.

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"Okay, well, now stay still-" Zuko said to you.

You were a young firebender who had asked him to train you so you would be better.

And he did now. Zuko trained you. Not only firebending, but also sword fighting and dicipline.

For the last point, he had asked you to stay still in a hard position while he would do some things with you.

You had an exhausting position, but you wanted to keep still because you wanted him to be proud of you. At least once...

While you were trying your best to keep still and not move, he hit you with his sword. Not that it would hurt you, he would never hurt you, but that you could maybe fall over or something like that, in case - that you fail.

He then hit your side softly. Not hard, but you just... didn't expect it. So you let out a little squeal and jumped away.

"You failed." Zuko smirked.

He thought, he knew the reason, because he knew it from himself.

But Zuko enjoys silently, so he just told you to try again and again and always did the same move, to pinch your side softly and ticklish-

You always reacted the same though.

"Could you PLEASE stop doing this?" you whined after the 8th time.

"Why? Because you always fail...? In a... actually really cute way?" he smiled.

"Uhm- what...?" you blushed a bit by him calling you cute.

"I failed. Nothing cute about this..." you mumbled.

But Zuko had very good ears ... and of course our prince heard you.

"It is indeed cute! Look!" he came over to you and simply poke your side.

"aaAAH!" You squealed and jumped away - again...

You then blushed because this was SO embarassing---

But he didn't find it embarassing at all -just ... cute. And he wanted to do it again.

"I think you failed for a REALLY human reason. You're ticklish! Very ticklish I think." he said in a serious way.

"Uhm... w-what? N- no I was just... surprised?" you tried to save yourself but you just made it worse.

"Oh I see, you were surprised... Aha." he said and walked closer to you.

"I guess you're surprised now too!" he shouted and jumped on top of you, making you fall to the ground.

He took place on your tighs and looked down at you with a proud look on his face.

"I gotchu" he smiled. Your eyes widened as you realized what he was about to do.

"N-no Zuko d-don't please we can talk about this just... let me go PLEASE!" you begged but he just shook his head, still smiling.

Then he placed his hands at your sides. And did... nothing. He just touched you. No tickling.

You let your breath out. Maybe he didn't want to-

yes he wanted.

He then started to poke and scribble and squeeze all over your sides as you didn't expect it. Mean lord. Very mean lord~

Well... but you did react way more than he expected...I guess. Because he just stopped and looked at you surprised as you started to scream-giggle from his tickling.

You blushed and covered your mouth and face because you thought that he thought that this was an ugly way to laugh. Well... he didn't.

What he actually thought was that this was the cutest shit he has ever heard. But our Zuko isn't the best in showing his feelings, so he left you insecure and just continued making you make these adorable sounds.

He changed his spot to your tummy, squeezing, clawing and poking all over it. He was clearly having fun. (You can decide if it would be fun for you too ^^)

You squirmed and wiggled around under Zuko, but no chance-

"Zukooohohohoho stooohohohop" you tried to say but he just laughed with you.

Yes right- he laughed along with you....

If your eyes weren't closed, you would have screamed even more. He stopped. "Have I gone too far?" he asked neutral.

What extremely irritated you. One second, he was laughing and the next he had almost no expression on his face.

"Uhm... n-no?" you ask-said insecure.

"GREAT!" he shouted and tickled now your ribs. He dug in there and clawed over them, making you wiggle around even more.

"Naaaahhahahaaaa noohohohoo Zukooohhohoo" you laughed. He just continued doing this for like ten minutes, then your laugher went silent and you just shook your head left and right.

He stopped again and sat next to you. "I'm sorry Y/n" he apologized. "It's - It's okay" you said and smiled shyly.

"Really? Oh... Okay" he said, a bit irritated. "Well" he said and stood up.

"Let's continue with the training" there was again this neutral face expression.

"What's wrong with that guy...?" you mumbled and of course he heard it again-

"Unless you're to exhausted now~" he said smirking and you covered your red face with your hands.

"ZUKO!" you shouted embarassed- angry and he just chuckled.

× End ×

A/n: So I wanted to write at least a few for tickletober... and not only Kpop as you can see. I hope you like it, even if it's an ATLA character. I can't say Anime, so I just say ATLA... Btw I really love Zuko, so don't take this too serious, okay? Thank you.

[sageinacage]

wake up call - (zuko/mai)

summary: zuko doesn't want to get up, but mai has other plans.

a/n: FIRST FIC POG!?!??!?!?!? THANK U WIFE FOR REQUESTING w/c: 769 zuko struggled with accepting affection. not that he didn’t enjoy the affection, he just never knew how to be able to take a hug or how to not dodge a headpat; it was just always his first instinct.

he associated touch with pain and fighting, leading him to want to block or avoid any sort of touch. when he got tickled for the first time in years, he squirmed and shook like a madman.

it’s not that he didn’t like it, he enjoyed it; but zuko just never knew how to accept it. he was known as the squirmiest of the gaang, always needing someone else to help hold him down. well, that was until he met mai. she was always so patient with him, and didn’t care that he squirmed and let him, as it was quite adorable.

he felt bad for always being so squirmy but mai kept persisting that it was fine, cute even. though, the fire lord was only squirmy and trying to unintentionally push away when he was awake. only when he had energy would his instinct be to escape and to resist. this is why mai came up with her master plan.

it was a warm monday morning and zuko slept soundly in his large bed. mai previously got up to take a morning walk, but she couldn’t help but smile to herself when she saw her boyfriend still sleeping like a baby in bed.

“zuko,” she whispered, gently pressing her fingers in his hair as she gently tried to brush through the knots that could’ve formed in his sleep. still asleep, his instinct was to immediately push his face further into his pillow, mumbling something. mai smiled to herself, her fingers continuing; unknowingly making zuko more likely to stay asleep.

“c’mon zu, it’s late. time to wake up.” she couldn’t help a smile that formed on her features as her sleepy boyfriend whined and curled up around the blankets. doing this exposed his back, so she dragged her fingers around meaning to be relaxing, but zuko arched his back as another sleepy whine escaped his lips.

“you gettin’ up?” she asked, leaning down closer to his ear, and zuko just shook his head and dug back into his pillows. with a sigh, mai patted his back and spoke a bit sternly. “it’s time to get up.” she sat up turning zuko over. he covered his face from the sun sneaking through the blinds, pouting.

“no.” he mumbled, turning over. “you’re such a baby.” mai jousted, tracing her nails on his back tracing dangerously close to his side. zuko let out a small gasp, curling up. since the fire palace was warm for obvious reasons, he only slept in shorts and a loose tank top. mai easily snuck her nails up the top and scratched them at his waist and lower back.

“mhmhm.. maaaaai!” he whined again, letting out small and bubbly giggles. it was rare to see zuko this soft, but mai wasn’t complaining. “yes, honey?” she chuckled, sneaking her hands around to trace around his stomach.

“it tihihickles,” zuko mumbled, laying on his back and squirming gently. she just shook her head at her boyfriend and snuck her other hand under his shirt and used it to gently circle his hip bone. zuko bucked his hips and raspy giggles escaped his mouth. despite the tickle attack on him, he never pushed away; and mai was quick to notice with how attentive she was.

“awww, you aren’t even pushing me away!” she spoke enthusiastically, both of her hands circling each side of his waist. zuko only whined in response, not pushing her away, not covering his face, just taking it. it was so cute when he was tired as he didn’t even try to hide how much he loved tickles from his girlfriend.

“now, this will surely wake you up!” she spoke gently with a hint of smug in her voice, as she leaned down and blew a raspberry over the pudgy part of his stomach.

“OKAHAHAY! i’ll geHET UP!” he squealed, pushing her head away. mai took that as a sign that she did well waking him up, and chuckled as he rubbed his stomach to get rid of the tickly feeling raspberries leave. “great. you’re now joining me on my morning walk.” mai held his hand and he slipped on some sandals and walked around the palace’s garden with her.

“you’re evil, y’know that.” zuko mumbled, squeezing her hand. “you didn’t seem to mind, hon.” mai smiled, kissing his cheek. he swears that she makes him softer every single day.