inspiration? write some chorothy in which someone refuses to admit they are ticklish. cute tickle attacks and tummy nuzzles ensue.
anonymous said:“Charlie/Dorothy ‘I swear I’m not ticklish at all!!’”
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“I’m not.” Dorothy stated matter-of-factly.
“I don’t believe that for a second!” Charlie wiggled her eyebrows, “Everyone’s a little ticklish at least.”
Dorothy insisted, “I swear, I’m not ticklish at all!”
“Why don’t you prove it?” Charlie grinned, pouncing forward and sending the both of them tumbling in the grass. She used the surprise from the sudden attack to her advantage, getting on top of Dorothy and grasping at any spot she could reach. Dorothy was squirming under her to get away but no giggles slipped from her lips.
Charlie only took this as an invitation to try harder. She scribbled fingers over Dorothy’s middle and squeezed up her sides. Still nothing.
She finally got a response when she got her fingers under Dorothy’s arms and wiggled them, making the brunette clamp her arms down and smile a bit. A minute or so of this and the dam finally seemed to break. Dorothy was giggling.
“Ha! I knew it!” Charlie exclaimed, trying more places like her neck and tummy. Now that she had gotten Dorothy to laugh, her resistance was lower and more spots were eliciting a response.
Charlie leaned down to lay on top of Dorothy, wiggling her fingers slowly against her tummy to keep her giggling.
“Okay, maybe I’m a little ticklish.” Dorothy laughed.
“Maybe just a little.” Charlie winked.
“But you know…” Dorothy began, “I think I know someone here who is far more ticklish than me!”
Charlie couldn’t escape her grasp and soon found herself giggling like crazy, and she couldn’t have been happier.
A/N: So I don’t know why but this fic just sort of appeared in my brain and started writing itself, I mean I don’t even know what happened this was supposed to be a Charlie/Gilda fic oops. Anyway, I’ve seen requests for more ladies in the fics so here you go.
Summary: Charlie and Dorothy have a break between battles in Oz, and they enjoy their brief afternoon of peace together.
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"This place is more amazing than I ever could have imagined." Charlie smiled as she leaned against the grass and stared up at the clouds, "The book just couldn’t do Oz justice."
"Well that book got a lot wrong, Red." The brunette rolled her eyes, smiling as Charlie pointed out a cloud that resembled a rabbit.
They watched the clouds in silence until Dorothy asked, “Do you miss your home?” She turned to face the ginger.
"I didn’t really have any place to call my home. Honestly…I’ve just been happy to be in a place like this. I mean I’m sure that eventually I’ll have to go back… Gotta be there when the Winchesters need me to solve all their problems with my awesome computer skills, am I right?" She laughed a little nervously. Charlie missed the boys who had grown to become a family to her of sorts, but she loved the adventure. She loved doing something that mattered, something exciting, something new.
"Well once we defeat the followers of the witch once and for all we should have no problem traveling between dimensions without worry." Dorothy assured her.
"As long as I’m with you, I’m happy." Charlie rolled onto her side and wrapped her arms around her brunette companion with a cheesy grin plastered onto her face. Dorothy rolled her eyes with a laugh, pecking Charlie on the lips before playfully trying to shove her off. She pushed against Charlie’s side, but the ginger didn’t just move off of her, she jumped. And squealed.
Dorothy raised an eyebrow, a smirk settling on her lips, “You’re ticklish?”
"What? No. What gave you that idea?" Charlie laughed nervously, sitting with her legs pulled up to her chest.
Dorothy got onto her hands and knees and crawled toward Charlie, closing the short distance between them. The ginger attempted to move backwards but only scooted a few inches back before the other girl was atop her, “Red, you know I don’t like being lied to.”
Charlie swallowed nervously, “I didn’t.. I wasn’t! I’m not-” She searched for something to say, but at this point being tickled out of her mind by the grinning brunette hovering over her seemed eminent.
"Are you sure about that? You sound quite nervous for someone who isn’t lying to me about being ticklish." Dorothy teased, wiggling her fingers menacing to draw the ginger’s eye.
Dorothy pinned her companion in a swift move, one that Charlie maybe could have countered had she not been so distracted by someone’s wiggling fingers. Regardless of what she could have done, Charlie was definitely stuck: arms pinned to her sides with Dorothy’s legs straddling and holding her in place.
"Please- don’t!" Charlie gasped, "I mean…pretty please? With sugar…and ice cream? Is there anything I can say to convince you not to try this?" She squirmed and fidgeted beneath the other girl.
Dorothy glanced upward, letting out a thoughtful hum. She tapped her fingers along her chin before a grin spread across her cheeks, “No.”
Dorothy dug her fingers into Charlie’s stomach, wiggling her fingers around and around, exploring the ticklish landscape before her. Charlie squealed and kicked her legs, trying to buck or squirm away, “NOHOHO- Dohohorth- please! Nahaha don’t!”
"It sounds like someone was definitely lying." Dorothy announced. Her hands slid under the hem of Charlie’s shirt so that her nails could dance and skate across the ginger’s bare stomach, "And I really don’t appreciate being willfully deceived."
"I’m sohohohorry! PLEHEASE!" Charlie shrieked with laughter when Dorothy wiggled a finger in her belly button. But Dorothy didn’t listen, or stop. Not yet. She was having fun. And it was a nice break from all the fighting.
Dorothy pressed her fingers to Charlie’s hips and scribbled them along her pant line, squeezed her sides and wiggled her fingers into Charlie’s navel. Charlie was falling apart in laughter at having her stomach tickled so badly. She had to admit though, it was nice to have a chance to laugh this freely, without worrying about a sudden attack.
"Are you really sorry?" Dorothy asked, finally noting that Charlie was probably near her breaking point.
"Yes! YEHEHES! Plehease no more nahahaha not my tummy hahaha-" Charlie apologized through giggles.
"And you promise me you’ll never lie to me again?" She added.
"Never ahagain! Nehehever!" Charlie nodded.
Dorothy finally stopped and leaned down to give the ginger a small kiss, “Oh look, your face is as red as your hair!” She chuckled, ruffling the orangey locks playfully.
Charlie rolled her eyes with a “shut up!” before finally sitting up. Once she caught her breath, she turned to Dorothy, “So this 'no lies' policy, it's a two way street right?”
"Of course." Dorothy smiled.
"Can you answer something truthfully for me then?" Charlie inquired.
"What is it?"
"Are you ticklish?" Charlie grinned.
Dorothy's eyes suddenly widened, "No- no not ticklish at all," she replied hastily.
Now all I want is a Hunters of Oz spinoff. I shipped Chorothy since the moment the laid eyes on each other. Can you imagine those two amazing ladies working their way through that mystical land and kicking all kinds of ass?
so I like TOTALLY ship Charlie x Dorothy so much right now and I think that we should spread an official shipping called 'Chorothy' so SIGNAL BOOST IF YOU AGREE.
