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OH MY GOD LEE!DOUG IS CANON RAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!!!!
HIS LAUGH IS SO CUTE I’M GONNA CRY
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Date Everything Tickle Headcanons!
My first headcanons on the blog! 👀 Date Everything has been taking over my mind lately and my brain is cooking up ideas as I play, so what better way to share some of those ideas with headcanons! These are very biased towards Johnny Splash even though Chance is my honorary husband, but I need to see my silly singing shower be given the sillies.
Here are headcanons for Johnny Splash, Cabrizzio, Chance, Dorian, and Maggie!
Johnny Splash:
He’s like the annoying little brother of the house. Others don’t like his singing, but his laughter? Well, that’s universally agreed to be music to their ears. They’ll tell him to stop singing, Johnny disagrees and says he needs to practice, so the next best option is to tickle him until he’s too exhausted to sing for the rest of the day, or until he surrenders.
One would think that with the amount of times it’s happened, Johnny would know that everyone resorts to tickling him, but somehow it takes him by surprise every time.
He tries to shout frantic warnings with some of his many similes, but it just backfires and works against him. - “If you tickle me, I’ll be squirmin’ like a soggy dog shakin’ its tail after it's been way too close to a fire!” *Johnny realizes that saying that just makes them want to tickle him more.* “I- I mean, wait! Don’t think about that!”
He has giggles that are bouncy and fluctuate in pitch. They start off all squeaky, but the longer he’s tickled, the deeper and louder his laughter will get, and his laughter can definitely reach full belly laughs. When he knows he’s loud, he’ll blush and try to hide his face in his shoulders.
Johnny is very squirmy, just like he warned. He’s like a cat trying to wriggle out of being given a bath. He flails his limbs around and takes a defensive route more than an offensive one.
He’s ticklish just about everywhere, but the upper part of his ribs are extra ticklish. Unfortunately for him, a lot of the objects around the house know this.
Jean Loo takes advantage of it all of the time (I see them with sibling energy lol). If Johnny tries to run, Jean Loo will easily scoop him up in his arms and lift Johnny off the ground, all while Johnny wiggles and giggles from Jean Loo tickling his ribs and sides. The “worst” part is, Jean Loo sometimes announces to the whole house that he caught Johnny: - Jean Loo: “Come look at zis everyone! Our very own shower is gracing us with a performance!”
After he’s served his “punishment,” Johnny usually pouts and gets all flustered after, but there’s a little part of him that enjoys the fun that comes out of it.
On occasion, he’ll fight back if he thinks he has a chance. If he gets the opportunity, he'll pounce at his opponent and try to get in as many ticklish hits as he can before he’s taken down, grinning the whole time as he enacts his revenge. Most of the time though, he doesn’t get the chance to fight back, or his upper hand doesn’t last long. The man knows he’s too ticklish for his own good.
With his romantic partner, however, he loves to snuggle, nuzzle, and rub his head into his partner’s neck like a cat to tickle them. He actually loves soft tickles himself, and the light touches when his partner plays with his curls. He’s also a fan of cheer up tickles, especially the gentle ones when his partner is just getting him to giggle and smile, or if he’s getting them to smile.
As a ler, he’s full of teases. To his friends, he’ll gloat about being able to take the advantage: - “Seems I was too strong for you to handle, huh?” - “Looks like this here jackrabbit is too quick for you!”
To his romantic partner though, he’ll purposely sweet talk them with “Darlin’” while teasing them: - “What’s the matter, darlin’? You’re wigglin’ like a snake on the dance floor caught with the spotlight on ‘em.”
Cabrizzio:
LEE LEE LEE LEE. After his CANON line of “I always loved this phrase, tickled… I giggle and twist in the warm light of your interest,” this man will never beat the lee allegations. He loves it because it makes people smile, laugh, and feel joy—three things that he deeply cares about.
He’s most ticklish around his ribs and back, but other spots like his belly, sides, and neck get good reactions out of him too.
His favorites are gentle tickles and cuddly tickles.
Sometimes, if his romantic partner is tickling him, he'll grab one of their hands as if he was defending himself, but he’ll lace his fingers with theirs and hold their hand as he giggles away, melting like gelato on a hot sunny day.
His touch is very soft when providing tickles to his romantic interest. He just wants to see them smile and giggle to their heart’s content. If he’s distracted by soaking in how lovely and beautiful his partner is though, he can be easily taken off guard with a few squeezes to his sides.
👏Tickly kisses 👏 Once he finds out that his stubble can be a tickly weapon, he will use it. That is, again, unless he gets tickled in the process, causing him to freely giggle into the crook of his partner’s neck.
It’s hard not to smile when hearing his laugh. It’s bright and bubbly, with little instances of wheezes and squeakiness here and there.
He’s one to compliment someone when he’s tickling them, especially his romantic partner. - “Your smile is lovely, Amore.” - “Your laugh, it is an honor to be listening to it’s wonderful song. I could bask in it all day like the most beautiful sunrise.”
Of course, he calls his romantic partner, “Amore,” but he’ll get butterflies and a blush will spread across his cheeks if his partner uses his own words against him while he’s being tickled.
Cabrizzio: “Amohohohore!” Player: “Oh, more? Of course, Cabrizzio. I thought you’d never ask.” *Cabrizzio keeps giggling in a flustered loss for words*
On rare occasions, he’ll get into one sided tickle fights with his friends, mostly Daisuke. Usually, Cabrizzio will poke him to see him smile, or tickle him to cheer him up if Daisuke is feeling down. Or, Cabrizzio will be teasing him about the placement of his dishware (or even his love life), and Daisuke will ‘teach him a lesson.’ Cabrizzio will be giggling on the floor in seconds.
Chance:
So, so giggly. Even before he’s tickled. The anticipation itself makes him laugh. He’ll flush and be stunned by the mere mention of it if it’s targeted towards him.
His tummy is his most ticklish spot, but his entire torso is pretty ticklish.
He loves being types of “monsters” with his romantic partners, which is when he throws his arms out to the side of his head and curls his fingers into claws to act like a beast shouting out a roar. His voice goes a little deeper to match the role. And, of course, he does the tickle monster too. - “Look out! Here comes the cuddle monster!” - “This hug monster wants a hug!”
When he’s playing his “monster” role, he looms over his lover to be silly, but a quick scribble to his ribs each time sends his arms crashing to his sides and curling them close to himself. Sometimes when he does his “monster roar,” it’s almost like he’s asking for those quick tickle moments. He thinks it’s cute that his partner “defeats” his monster by tickling him, and he knows it makes them happy.
Chance is someone who curls himself up when he’s tickled. He’ll compact himself to leave less ticklish surface area, like scrunching his shoulders to his neck, bending his knees to his chest and curling his core forward like he’s doing a sit up. While rolling himself into a ball, he playfully bats at the hands that are tickling him.
His laugh is like an unstoppable stream of giggles and giddiness that pour from his mouth, but they’re always full of joy and bright energy that’s infectious. If Chance is tickled, there’s a high chance (haha, see what I did there?) that anyone around him will be chuckling with him too.
He plays along with any G&G related teases that are thrown his way. He’ll keep it going like an adventure in a one-shot (for as long as he can handle being tickled), if the one tickling him is also continuing the story.
Player: “And then the dragon pounces onto the warrior and uses its claws to tickle him!” Chance: “AH! A critical hihihit!!!” Player: “The dragon takes another swipe, this time at the warrior’s belly!” Chance: EEK! I use-hehehe my armor to curl into a bahahahall!”
When it’s Chance’s turn to throw the teases, he doesn’t hold back. His storyteller voice will make an appearance. He may occasionally break character in order to admire the joy emanating from his partner: - “The warrior, free from the clutches of the dragon, strikes with his mighty fingers to scribble into the dragon’s sides! The dragon shrieks as the ticklishness pulses through their scales, giggling helplessly, but also very happily, in the warrior’s clutches. And may I just say that those giggles are just the cutest?”
His tickles are more playful, like adding squeezes and a bit of pressure to his wiggling fingers, but he always makes sure that he’s gentle enough for who he’s tickling.
He enjoys initiating tickle fights with his romantic partner. With friends though, he’s not the one who usually initiates it, except with Parker; that’s usually when Parker or Chance are making a game out of challenging one another and they both end up in a tickle-filled tussle.
Dorian:
There’s a moment in the game when he says, “If my arms are crossed, that means you’re not getting through.” You know what that means? 😏 That’s right! Tickle him so he opens up!
The game says his laugh is “like a robot attempting to imitate laughter,” so he has pauses in-between his laughs. They’re hardy belly laughs of “Ha ha ha”s strung together, that also pick up a little in speed if he’s being tickled.
He’s not the ticklish out of all the objects in the house, but still ticklish enough to where some big laughs can spill out of him.
He’s most ticklish around the sides of his body—all the way from the sides of his feet, to the sides of his torso, underarms, and to his ears—like the hinges of a door.
He’s the type to act tough at first; he’ll hold in his laughter, unmoving, and pretend he’s not ticklish (even if someone already knows he’s ticklish), and he can hold his own for a while, but subtle twitches from unexpected pokes and his quivering smile will show that it’s working. He’ll only let his friends or his romantic partner the chance to even try and see this side of him though.
It’s hard to take him by surprise since he’s always on the lookout for any signs of trouble, but it’s not impossible. Usually, a group of his friends working together can get him to drop his guard just enough to sneak attack him.
Once a sneak attack hits, it’s hard for Dorian to hold in his laughter. Honestly, he probably lets it out right away as a reward for his friends for taking him off guard.
He doubles over when he’s tickled and wraps his arms around his stomach as he laughs. He’s usually strong enough to stay on his feet and twist away from the tickles, but if he’s sent crashing to the floor, and or his friends are piled on top of him, he’s down for the count and will giggle there until he surrenders or calls for a truce.
If he’s the one tickling though, run. This man takes no prisoners. He’ll be gentle though, of course, but he’ll also teach someone a lesson. - “Aww, what’s the matter? Is someone a little ticklish?” - “Where do you think you’re going? You’re not getting through me.”
For instance, Maggie and Skylar wanted to find out if Dorian was ticklish. It led to them both on the floor losing a 2 versus 1 tickle fight. They got their answer though, at least.
Dorian doesn’t initiate any tickle fights, really, but he’ll definitely continue one if they come after him first.
With his romantic partner, he acts pretty much the same, except that he’ll drop his guard a little more around them and allow them to hear his laugh freely instead of him trying to hold it in.
Maggie:
She’s more of a partner in crime than someone who would actually be the one tickling. She would rather be a bystander to the chaos involved, and throw out little pointers here and there to assist. Maggie has heard all sorts of hints and talk around the house about who’s ticklish and where they’re ticklish that she can bring to the table: - “You know, I’ve heard from Jean Loo that Johnny is super ticklish on his ribs. Try there!” - “I don’t have any evidence other than rumors, but I’ve heard from Daisuke that Cabrizzio is secretly ticklish!” - “Hmm, interesting… There was definitely a higher influx of laughter when you tickled Dorian’s sides! Keep aiming for that spot!”
She usually only tickles someone if one of two things happens— 1) She’s trying to gather the truth from one of her friends, and she uses tickling as a method of persuasion. 2) She decides to team up with another person, or multiple objects, if it looks like everyone is having fun and she wants to join in on that fun.
When she’s tickling someone, she speaks about her observations out loud, inadvertently teasing them. Sometimes she exaggerates her observations to tease them on purpose. - “My goodness! I did not expect you to have such a ticklish belly.” - “These ribs are extremely ticklish! How do you function?” - “Your shoulders moving to your ears indicates that your neck is ticklish!”
Her go-to method of tickling is skittering her fingers, so she’s speedy and is always jumping to different spots, making her hands hard to catch.
She’s great at spotting when someone is lying, so she’s great at spotting when someone’s lying about being ticklish, or trying to hide their ticklishness. She’ll call them out on their lies. - “If you weren’t ticklish, then your eyes wouldn’t be shifting to the left every time I ask you!” - “I see a wobbly smile on your face, don’t deny it!”
When she’s tickled though, she’s adorably squeaky, like the cartoon-ish squeak a towel makes when it’s cleaning off glass. She’ll kick out her legs and ball up both of her fists to cover her mouth, or slap her hands to her mouth, as she giggles through her fingers. If she’s wearing her hat, she will pull her hat down to hide her face, but her smile and the blush on her cheeks can still be seen from under her hat.
A few snorts will be mixed in with her laughter, and if she’s not blushing or covering her face by then, then she definitely will after she knows she let out a snort. She covers her face after a snort more like a reflex rather than being embarrassed by it.
She’s the most ticklish on her underarms, but the back of her knees are a close second.
When she’s tickled by her romantic partner, she’ll hide her face less, allowing them to see her smile and her blush as red as her hair.
When tickling her romantic partner, she’ll admire them and their laughter. She’ll tease them a bit, but she’ll be more smitten by how adorable they are that she'll be cooing sweetly at them most of the time. Sometimes all she says is “Aww…” as she smiles at them.
She loves bumping foreheads with her partner and being close to them. If she’s laughing, or her partner is laughing, touching their foreheads together allows them to share a laugh with one another, like they’re transferring their happiness from one person to the next.
Electric Discoveries
This fic is sfw, but still Minors and Ageless blogs DNI
Lers Volt x Eddie x Lee Reader (Gender Neutral, No y/n)
Words: 6232
No spoilers, but this can be read with either normal or realized Volt and Eddie! Just some tk fluff with them cus they took over my brain completely, and I hope yall enjoy!!
Being with Eddie and Volt was amazing. You always felt comfortable, safe, between them whenever you were together, which was a lot. Unfortunately, that usual ‘safety’ quickly turned to danger tonight.
It was late into the night, but all three of you were still awake, relaxing on the couch downstairs as you watched a movie. It had become a routine every weekend to enjoy one while cuddling up with each other, each of you taking turns on who got to choose what to watch. It was Eddie's choice tonight, as Volt had picked the last movie, and you the one before. He chose an older action movie, one you all had watched before, but Eddie especially seemed to like.
Though there was nothing wrong with the movie itself, Volt and you just didn't quite have the same love for it as Eddie, both of you getting a bit bored towards the middle of it. The plot seemed to drag on a bit when you already had the knowledge of everything that would happen. That was what started it all.
Seemingly too bored to stay still, Volt’s hand, that had been resting on your side since the beginning of the movie, began to fidget, his index finger gently swiping up and down it. You jumped slightly, surprised at the sudden unexpected feeling.
“Sorry love, didn't mean to frighten you.” He gave a soft smile as he whispered an apology right next to your ear, assuming that he had just caught you off guard with the movement and startled you. He stilled his fingers once more, as though he thought it would distract you from the movie you weren't actually paying attention to.
“Ah, don't worry. Was just really into this part, I guess.” You whispered back with a quiet laugh at the end, lying to play off the real reason for your reaction and to hopefully hide your disappointment at him stopping. Neither Volt nor Eddie had found out about your sensitivities yet. Though both had come close many times, every time you somehow managed to find an excuse for whatever noise, jerk, or jump you had reacted to their touch with.
It wasn't as if you disliked it by any means, quite the contrary actually, you just weren't sure if you were ready for either of them to know about that yet. You feared if they found out and realized that you enjoyed it, they may find it strange, or judge you for it. Or, on the opposite side, you didn't know if you could take it if they did accept it, imagining them both lovingly teasing you about it making your face grow hot and head spin at the thought alone.
You were quickly pulled from the thoughts running through your head as his hand suddenly moved again, this time slipping under your tank top to feel the warmth of your skin against his. He gave a gentle squeeze to your lower side, and while you couldn't tell if he was trying to be playful or comforting, it had the same reaction either way. You jerked slightly away from the touch this time, curling into yourself with a small laugh. Volt looked at you, almost concerned for a moment, before you saw the pieces connecting in his head.
“Oh? Oh no… Now isn't this just terrible for you.” His hand gently squeezed again at the soft skin of your side, this time more purposefully, his lips forming a knowing smirk as you let out another quick laugh.
“No, Volt- Wait!” He didn't let you finish as he turned to fully face you, both his hands now latching onto your sides as his nails skittered up and down them with horribly accurate precision. Your hands shot to his wrists on instinct, but you barely pushed away, pretending to put up a fight for show, all while not actually trying to stop him.
“Apologies, live wire, but I simply can not do that. This is a very important discovery that just must be explored now, I'm afraid.” Despite his words, he didn't appear to be sorry at all, continuing to trace his fingers along your waist, his touch traveling up to your ribs.
“Noho! Yohou're inteherrupting the mohovie! Eddiehe!” You whined out your other boyfriend’s name through your now even more frantic giggles as Volt's fingers tested out the new spot, but you were met with no response from him.
“Am I now?” Volt gave a confident look, nodding his head towards Eddie, who was laid back against the couch cushion, fast asleep. You wanted to be mad at him for falling asleep during the movie that he had picked, but he looked so cute sleeping that you couldn't find it in yourself to be truly irritated with him. This did, however, put you in a tricky position. With Eddie asleep, this made it so you only had to deal with one of them for now, but it also made it so no one was there to save you from Volt until he decided to spare you. You debated on trying to wake Eddie up for a moment, thinking he may be on your side and help you get revenge on the other if you did.
Volt seemed to notice your line of thinking as he changed to gentle scratching around your tummy, clearly trying to find every spot that brought a reaction out of you. He wasn't disappointed as your laugh got even higher, your hands closing a bit tighter around his wrists as he targeted the more sensitive area.
“I don't think you’ll want to do that, dear. He can be even more merciless than I, especially if his sleep has been disturbed.” You couldn't fully tell if he was bluffing or not, but the thought of him telling the truth and having to face the wrath of Eddie, along with Volt’s already horrible teasing, was enough to stop you from attempting to wake the slumbering man.
“Yohou're suhuch an ahass!” You suppressed your laugh as much as you could, trying to be quieter than before with the new fear of waking up a vengeful Eddie, but you couldn’t silence yourself completely. It was a difficult task with Volt’s hands finding every ticklish spot on your waist, it taking everything in you not to squeal when he hit a sensitive patch of skin near the side of your stomach.
“Oo feisty~ Best be careful though, too loud and he may wake.” Volt took your words and the way your laugh quieted as a challenge, wanting to see how much it would take for you to get just a bit too noisy and stir the other. Though he usually wouldn't purposefully disturb Eddie's sleep, he figured he most likely wouldn't mind it so much if he was being awoken by your adorable laughter.
“Thahat would behe your fahault!” You whisper yelled as you argued with him, knowing that it really would be more on him than you, but you could tell he didn’t care. All he was focused on now was drawing more of those beautiful giggles from your lips, any consequences could be dealt with later.
“And why would it be my fault? You’re the one making all the noise, love.” If you were able to glare at that moment, you would have been throwing daggers at him with your gaze, but instead you were only able to give a slightly annoyed look through squinted eyes, a large smile still stuck to your face.
“Behecause you’re tihickling mehe!” You tensed as you accidentally got a bit louder for a moment. You glanced over to Eddie, and felt a wave of relief go through you as you saw he was still completely out. You already knew he was a deep sleeper, but you couldn’t help still being a bit surprised that he could sleep through all of this so peacefully.
“Oh am I? Apologies, I hadn't realized.” He gave you a fake look of shock which quickly turned back into a cheeky grin as a small laugh escaped him at your statement of the obvious. You let out a small growl of irritation through your giggles at his sarcasm, wanting to wipe that stupid smirk right off his face.
Unfortunately, you wouldn’t get the chance to do that anytime soon, as he found the sensitive spots located right around the tops of both your hips, lightly pinching on either one. You let out a small shriek, falling to the side as your legs curled up towards you to get away from and block his attacking hands. Landing you right on top of Eddie’s lap.
“Mmn… The hell..?” Volt’s hands paused for a moment as the dark haired man awoke, albeit a bit groggily, looking down to see you laying in his lap, some giggles still slipping through your lips and a clearly flustered expression spread across your face.
“Eddie! Hehelp! Volt’s torturihing mehee!” You quickly threw him under the bus, hoping Eddie may side with you if he believed it was Volt’s fault that he was woken up. Technically, it really was, as you never would have fallen onto him had Volt not been viciously attacking you with tickles.
“Yes, Eddie, be a dear and help me, won't you?” Volt used the way you had fallen back to his advantage, moving your legs down onto the couch, despite your effort to keep them curled to you, and sitting atop your thighs as he tried to lure Eddie to his side. Eddie seemed puzzled at first, but Volt cleared up that confusion by returning his fingers to your hips, making you break into immediate giggles once more as he softly pinched around them. The previously sleeping man let out an amused sigh as he became more cognisant and realized what you both had been talking about, already knowing whose side he was going to be on.
“Well, I suppose if you both insist.” You lost all hope you once had of him helping you as soon as you felt him shift, hearing the playful tone in his voice as his hands took your wrists and easily pinned them above your head onto the couch. You could instantly tell how screwed you were, now completely stuck between them with no way to protect yourself. You could feel butterflies fluttering through your stomach as you looked up at Eddie, a small smirk tugging at his lips already.
“Nohoo! Nohot him! Hehelp mehe!” You pulled at your hands that were trapped in his grip, though not too hard, not actually wanting to break free. You knew that if you genuinely told them to stop, then they would, without hesitation, but you didn’t really want that, and they definitely didn’t either.
“Aah, bit too late for that, sorry. Should’ve been clearer before.” Just like Volt, there was no hint of remorse in his voice as he decided to join in on the fun, however, his approach was very different from the other man’s. Rather than jumping in with clawed fingers in an attempt to get the biggest reaction out of you, he gently fluttered his nails on the side of your neck, tracing around to the other side to do the same, back and forth, bringing some small squeaks out of you between giggles. Perhaps it was just because he wasn’t fully awake yet, but you were surprised how much softer he was about it compared to Volt, though the conflicting feelings almost made it worse. Your brain couldn’t tell whether to focus on those light touches around your neck, or the almost electric sensations spreading throughout your sides as Volt moved up to them once again, wanting to try the area once more now he had easier access to it with your body being slightly stretched out over Eddie’s lap.
“Mm, yes. You really should be more specific, dear. You only have yourself to blame for this, honestly.” You would have loved to rebuttal, slinging some sort of insult or profanity at the white haired man, but your words were quickly caught in your throat as Volt’s fingers found the spot where your ribs and sides met, a squeal replacing whatever you actually wanted to come out of your mouth. Both of the men couldn’t stop the soft smiles that took over from hearing all the cute noises you were making from just some simple touches, and you could swear you heard some quiet laughs slip out from Eddie’s lips under Volt’s louder chuckles, your face only growing hotter as you felt your heart skip a beat at the sounds.
“Thihis ihis so unfahahaiir!” You whined out a complaint as soon as you found your ability to speak again, one that neither of them seemed to take seriously. They exchanged mocking looks, knowing that it absolutely was completely unfair, but that fact only seemed to make this even more amusing for them, finding it adorable how you only seemed to fight with your words and never to actually get away.
“Darling, who ever said anything about playing ‘fair’?” Volt emphasized his words by bringing his hands up to under your arms, which were still pinned above you by Eddie, his grip holding strong, especially for someone who had been sleeping only a few minutes ago. He tested them first, using only his index fingers to circle around the outside to the center, wanting to see just how ticklish you may be here before going all in. He was extremely pleased when he heard your giggles getting higher as your arms reflexively jerked down, but didn’t break from the hold they were stuck in, an almost nervous glint in your eyes. You cursed at yourself mentally for choosing to wear a tank top for a pajama shirt tonight, but the weather has been quite warm recently, so it felt like the best choice earlier on.
“Y'know, if you didn't want this, then you really shouldn't have woken me up.” You felt a mix of shock and slight exasperation as you heard Eddie's words, but when you looked up at him, his expression clearly gave away that he was just messing with you. Seeing the cocky looks on their faces, part of you already began plotting your revenge on them, especially Volt, him being the one who got you stuck in this situation in the first place. You couldn't focus too much on that right now, though, too busy squeaking under their hands and they tested out every spot they could reach on you.
“Thahat wahas Voholt’s fahault ahand yohou knohow ihihit!” The mentioned man let out a fake sigh and pretended to look disappointed at your words, still not stopping the tracing under your arms as he did, though Eddie had taken his fingers away from your neck, allowing some slight relief.
“Still blaming me for your mistake I see… I think we need to teach you how to take some responsibility, live wire.” A shiver went through you at his tone, it sounding even more sinister than his previous teasing. You looked into his eyes and hated how someone could look so innocent yet so mischievous at the same time. They were full of so much love and adoration for you, and yet his smirk looked downright evil, only confirming the fact you already knew. You were screwed.
“V-Voholt, whatehever you’re thihinking, yohou behetter nohot! Eheddie, hehelp mehee!” You tried giving Eddie your best puppy dog eyes, hoping to garner some possible sympathy from him, but he just snickered at your misfortune, using his free hand to push your hair from out of your face, running his fingers through it soothingly after.
“Sorry, but Volt’s right. You really do need to learn how to take responsibility. I mean, I was sleeping soo well before you woke me up, kinda rude, don’t you think?” His sarcastic tone was a stark contrast to the comforting way he played with your hair, only making you whine at him more at his refusal to take your side.
“Yohou fehell asleheep durihing the mohovie yohou pihicked! Isn't thahat ruhude?!” Knowing you weren't winning him over, you switched to antagonizing him, which may not have been your brightest decision. You saw his face flush red for a moment as his hand froze, clearly a bit flustered about that now that you had called it out, Volt chuckling at his embarrassment.
“Thehey do have a point there, dear.” Eddie shot a glare to him, and then back to you before removing his hand from your hair and placing it on your ribs. He didn’t actually do anything yet, but the contact of his hand on the spot made you tense, as you expected him to immediately dig into it.
“And here I was trying to be the nice one. I guess that was my bad.” His words were full of a playful irritation that made you want to sink right into the couch and disappear, and if you thought Volt’s smirk was evil, Eddie’s was downright villainous, a small bout of regret almost starting to creep its way into your brain. Before you could apologize or get even a single word out, you felt his nails moving across your ribs in a much more calculated way than your previous attacker. That combined with the way Volt was still tracing under your arms caused a small shriek to leave your lips, his other hand still preventing you from yanking your arms down as you continued pulling on them. Not one to be outdone, Volt stepped up his game as well, turning one finger into three under both arms, adding his thumb and middle finger to scritch his silver painted nails in and out the center of your underarms.
“W-Wahait! Sohorry, Ihi’m sohohorryyy!” Hiccups began filling your laugh as the sensations overwhelmed your brain, unable to decide which one was worse. Neither of them listened to you, too busy enjoying your helpless laughter and the chance to get revenge for all the times you had sassed them before.
“You know, I really don’t understand how it took until tonight to find out about this. I mean, they’re so sensitive, it’s a miracle they were able to keep it hidden till now.” Volt’s words were directed towards Eddie, but his gaze stayed on you, watching your face as he spoke and moved his hands just slightly around, trying nearby spots like your upper arms and the sides of your underarms, going closer to your back. He was pleasantly surprised when the latter spot was met with more squeaks in your laugh and your shoulders shaking slightly in an attempt to get his hands away.
“You’re right… How did you manage to keep this from us? It feels like we’re barely doing anything, yet here you are looking like you're fighting for your life.” ‘Barely doing anything’ felt like the understatement of the century to you, especially coming from the man who managed to learn just the right ways to take you apart in a matter of minutes, though being honest, it really wasn’t that much of a feat. He managed to find every spot on your ribs that made you flinch, giggle, and squeal, hitting them with perfect accuracy, yet still keeping his touch gentle enough to not fully overwhelm you. Volt was more interested in finding every spot on you that he could, aiming for quantity over quality, it seemed. Every time he changed spots and heard your laugh change, even just slightly, he lit up. He was clearly enjoying that no matter where he tried, it got some sort of reaction out of you, no matter how big or small it may be.
“Ihi wahasn't tryihing toho!” That may not have been completely true. There were a few times when you may have lied to them when they accidentally tickled you before, but you felt them knowing that may only make things worse for you. If it weren't for the way your vision slightly blurred from the tears beginning to well in your eyes from laughing, you may have noticed the looks of skepticism the two men shared with each other.
“Oh dear… I believe they may be lying.” Volt stopped his hands for a moment, noticing the way your eyes were starting to water, Eddie following right after, though neither moved away from the spots completely.
“Oh, they definitely are. Did you really think you could keep being this ticklish a secret from us?” Eddie emphasized his point by giving your side a light pinch, making you jerk away with a squeak before you answered.
“Mahaybe…” Honestly, you didn't really know what your plan was with hiding it as long as you did. If you knew it would turn out like this, you probably would have let them find out much sooner.
“Hmm, I feel as though we should make up for all that lost time of not knowing. Don't you agree?” Volt looked to Eddie once more, both sharing the same sinister look with each other.
“N-No! I don’t!” You felt your stomach already fluttering yet again with anticipation of another round. Despite your words, however, you didn’t really want them to stop just yet.
“Ah ah, dear. I wasn't asking you, besides, I believe all of us know that's just another lie.” Volt’s smirk said everything you needed to know. They had you fully figured out. Your eyes went wide, a nervous smile taking over your lips against your will as you went to refute.
“Wha- I don't-” Your stuttered replies were interrupted by their shared snickers, Eddie speaking up this time.
“Don't think we haven't noticed how you didn't once actually ask us to stop. Not to mention, I've seen you when working before, you have more strength than that, love.” Your face felt hotter than ever before, both men having easily caught on to the fact that you really didn't mind this kind of attention. Through that embarrassment though, you felt relief. They weren’t weirded out by it, and they were teasing, sure, but they weren’t actually being mean about it. You realized that the reason you tried to hide your sensitivity wasn’t in fear of this. It was in fear of judgement, of disgust, of being shamed. You felt embarrassed in a bit more of a foolish way now. Of course they weren’t going to hate you or find you weird over something as silly as enjoying tickling, in fact, they both seemed quite happy about the fact that you liked it.
They seemed to notice how flustered you were getting, both beginning to get a bit worried they had made you uncomfortable or assumed wrong as you got quiet. You were a bit surprised as you felt Eddie release your arms and Volt move off of your legs, shifting himself, and you, to sit on the couch with your legs in his lap. Eddie moved over, turning himself to the side to have your head resting on his crossed calves, bringing a hand to the side of your face after, softly holding it as his thumb brushed over your cheek. Volt followed suit, doing the same as he rested his hand right above your knee, comfortingly rubbing his thumb on the side of it, making sure to add enough pressure that it wouldn't tickle.
“Apologies if we assumed wrong dear, but please know, it’s quite alright if you do like this. Honestly, I think it’s truly adorable, don't you agree?” Volt’s voice was softer than you had heard it all night, trying to soothe you in case you were upset, not knowing that it was very much the opposite. He gave a glance to Eddie as he asked his question, looking for backup in reassuring you.
“It really is.” Eddie’s eyes were locked to yours, his gaze transfixed on you as if you were the prettiest night sky he ever saw. He cleared his throat and refocused himself as he realized how much he was staring, the same flush from earlier returning to his cheeks. If either of you teased him about it, he’d make an excuse about how he was still tired, but you both knew it was bullshit.
“What he means to say is, while we very much enjoy this, if you truly do not, then we’ll stop. Just say the word, dear.” Volt grabbed one of your freed hands, pressing a kiss to the back before setting it down with a gentle squeeze. You took them in for a moment, almost tearing up as you wondered how you got so lucky as to end up together with these two amazing men.
“I mean, you don’t- you don’t have to stop…” You couldn't bring yourself to look either of them in the eyes, glancing towards the television instead, where you saw the ending to the movie that none of you had been paying attention to playing out. You could feel the tension ease out from both the men you were laid upon, knowing that you were okay and that their assumptions turned out correct.
“That sounds like an invitation, love.” Volt's sly tone was back immediately, his arm starting to wrap around your legs to keep you still for what he had planned. You moved your arms to cover your face, trying to block it from their view in an attempt to save yourself even a sliver of dignity tonight.
“Nuh uh, none of that. No way you're hiding that pretty face of yours away from us.” Eddie went to move your arms away from your face, but you decided to be more difficult this time, becoming even more playful than before, now that you had nothing to hide. You held your arms tightly around your head, blocking as much of your face as you could while not covering your nose too much, still, of course, needing to breathe. Eddie tried pushing them up gently, but noticed you weren’t budging, raising an eyebrow at you.
“Oo, our little live wire really wants to play now.” Volt wasn't helping Eddie at all as he smiled at your newfound stubbornness, it being very amusing for him to see you try to defy the other. Eddie let out a fake sigh of resignation as he moved his hands from your arms down to your stomach.
“Guess we'll just have to make you move them a different way then.” Right as the words left Eddie's mouth, they began again. Volt's free hand tested out your knees, spiraling his nails from the center outward, his other arm holding your legs strong, keeping you from jerking your leg away. Eddie, on the other hand, had both his hands on your waist, one gently clawing your stomach near your belly button while his other did the same to your side. Though you wanted to try and stay stubborn, the combined sensations made you drop your arms almost instantly, grabbing at Eddie's hands, but not deterring him in the slightest.
“Shihit! Wahahait!” No matter how much you squirmed, there was no escape. Volt had a steady hold on your legs as he alternated between your knees, loving the way it made you shake and squeak. Eddie kept his hands moving, lowering them to your hips as he massaged his thumbs into your skin towards the top of them, the same spot Volt had found earlier. The squeal you let out only motivated him further, keeping his touch focused on them, continuing to softly dig into the spot.
“My, that didn’t last long.” Volt teased you for your short lived defiance, both men having smug smiles plastered to their faces. You attempted to flip him off, bringing one hand off of Eddie’s and just barely getting your middle finger up before he switched methods and squeezed above one of your knees while scribbling under the other with the hand of the arm wrapped around your legs. Your hand quickly fell, hitting down on the couch cushion as you cackled.
“Well, I am getting them pretty bad, makes sense they wouldn’t be able to hold out.” Eddie’s voice sounded far too cocky, obviously trying to antagonize the other. A slightly surprised look took over Volt’s expression for a moment before realizing what the other was doing, playing along with his game.
“That may be true, however, I think I may be what truly made them cave in the end.” You could sense something brewing between the two of them, a competition that you were the main determining factor in. You could tell where it was going, the anticipation filling your stomach only adding to the sensations dancing around your legs and waist.
“Why don't we just have them decide, then? Tell us, who’s doing a better job of breaking you?” Eddie leaned forward so his head was almost directly above yours, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he changed from massaging your hips to dragging his nails up and down them, slipping just slightly under the band of your pajama pants.
“Yes, dear. Please let us know, and I’d make sure to answer correctly, if I were you.” Volt stepped up his game as well, moving up to your thighs and targeting the underside of them, scritching all around the area, trying to find the spots that would make you squeal. He got what he wanted and more, a small shriek leaving you at the combined attacks, hiccupy laughter taking over right after.
“Yohou’re bohoth bahad! Gehet awahahay!” You squirmed as much as you could, but there was no escape from their hands. You couldn't even figure out what to do with your own, wanting to cover your face, grab at their hands, and slam them on the couch all at the same time. You settled with grabbing at Eddie's wrists again, his hands being the ones closest to yours.
“Ah ah. That doesn't answer our question, love.” Volt’s hands formed claws as he vibrated them into the sides of your thighs, your legs kicking out in his grip, still without breaking free.
“Maybe they just need a bit more motivation.” Another shudder went through you at the way he spoke, questioning how they were planning on making it worse than it already was. You were surprised when you felt Eddie’s hands pause for a moment, alleviating some of the sensation, but not all, as Volt still continued. You felt his hands go under your arms and jolted, but he wasn’t attempting to tickle you there this time. Instead, he lifted you to be sitting up in his lap, tucking his chin into your neck as his arms wrapped around you.
“Well, this hardly seems fair, I think I may need to even the field a bit.” Volt stopped as well as he adjusted himself once more, now straddling your calves, giving himself easier access to more of your spots.
“Yohou’re one to tahalk about fair!” Some giggles still fell from your lips as you used the momentary break to catch your breath and call out Volt’s hypocrisy. He only let out a laugh at you, Eddie even letting out a huff of amusement, one you could feel on your neck from his closeness, it sending a small shiver through you.
“It is really unfair if you enjoy it, live wire?” That got you quiet quick, him looking knowingly into your eyes as he said it making it even worse. An embarrassed pout took over for a moment, mumbling a small ‘shut up’ under your breath that you didn't mean, only serving to entertain both men more.
“Clearly we aren’t doing enough if they still have this much of an attitude. I think we need to teach them why they shouldn’t test us so much.” Eddie’s arms tightened around your waist, keeping you pressed to him as he made sure to speak lighter, being close to your ear.
“I agree, and they still haven’t told us who’s been doing a better job. I would very much like to know, dear.” One finger dragged up and down one of your thighs, making sure not to tickle too much, not yet.
“I cahan’t decide! You’re both mean!” You wiggled around in their grip, but there was no way you were getting out now, nervous laughs completely taking over before they could even start again. They couldn’t help but find it incredibly endearing how cute you were right now. You were undeniably flustered, but there was a sparkle in your eyes that told them how much fun you were having, despite your attempts to call them ‘mean’.
“Oh live wire…” Volt’s hands stilled for a moment, Eddie leaning in close to your ear right after.
“You haven’t seen mean yet.” Before you could even fully comprehend the words that were whispered into your ear, their hands began moving again, it all happening so suddenly that you couldn’t even begin to stop the scream that left your lips. Volt’s fingers were gently but quickly pinching at your inner thighs, moving up and down them, sporadically switching to dragging his nails across the front or sides of them before changing back again. Eddie, on the other hand, had unwound his arms from you to place his hands back onto your hips, this time slipping under the bottom of your tank top and massaging his thumbs into your lower back while the rest of his fingers gently dug into the sides of them. He added on to that by nuzzling his chin into your neck, making sure his stubble softly scraped against the side and down to your shoulder.
“WAHAIT! NOHOHO!” You could barely get the words out, far too lost in your own laughter. Though your body wiggled around as much as was possible, you didn't move much, your two boyfriends keeping you trapped as they continued.
“All you need to do is tell us who's doing a better job, dear. That can't be too hard, right?” Volt changed his methods again as he spoke, softly digging the tips of his fingers into the spot where your thighs and hips met, enjoying the way it made your laugh get higher and legs attempt to kick out from under him. It was far easier for him to say that. You couldn't even focus on the feelings separately, all of them combining to turn your brain to mush as squeals and hiccups poured from your lips. That was until Eddie moved his hands up to your ribs, now focusing his touch on the lower back of them. You would have fully folded into yourself if his hands hadn't been there, your laugh turning silent for a moment after the loudest shriek of the night left you. They both stopped again, mostly in shock, but also wanting to make sure they didn't go too far. As soon as your giggles came back and your head fell against Eddie's shoulder to reveal your wide smile, they untensed, seeing that you were still having fun.
“I think we have an answer.” Eddie shot Volt a smug look, knowing it was the spot on your back that made you react like that. Volt rolled his eyes dramatically, not ready to admit his loss just yet.
“Now now. We don't have an answer until they give us one. Ready to decide, live wire?” You took a moment to collect yourself, trying to think of how to answer. Both of them were horribly good teases, and made quick work of finding a good amount of your sensitive spots and what worked best on them, it felt impossible to choose between the two of them.
“Ihi can't pick. Cahan't we just say you both win?” Volt was about to jokingly argue that a decision needed to be made when a loud yawn came from you, it spreading to both men, making all of you realize just how late it had gotten.
“I suppose that's agreeable for now. Though don't think we'll be forgetting about this anytime soon.” Volt shot you a wink as he moved off of your legs, Eddie taking you off his lap to be squished comfortably in between them and the couch. Their arms wrapped around you, holding you protectively as you began to drift off, all the energy you used up quickly catching up to you.
“You did good, get some sleep.” Eddie used the arm that wasn't around you to grab a large blanket, handing one side to Volt as they carefully placed it over all three of you, making sure you were fully covered.
“Thanks guys.. I love you both.. Goodnight.” The soft smile and tone to your voice melted their hearts, Eddie placing a kiss to your forehead and Volt doing the same to your cheek as they smiled with you.
“We love you too.” Eddie spoke without fully looking at either of you, still a bit embarrassed whenever he said the words.
“Good night, live wire.” Volt shut the TV off, pushing himself even closer to you to give you more warmth as you slept. Eddie copied, leaning into your other side so the three of you could be as close as possible. It didn't take long for all of you to fully nod off, each of you getting a better night's sleep than you had had in a while.
Lee!Dirk
Because I just couldn't help myself -w-'''
Date Everything's art style is quite different from my own, I hope I did gooddd!!!
Curt's giggle while he was talking in his sleep was so fucking cute omg, I need to Get Him
Comedy Club
Hi @impractickles! I was your @squealing-santa for 2025. I'm so sorry this is late. I hope you had a great holiday season and that your 2026 is going well.
Fandom- Date Everything.
Character(s)- Player (ler), Volt (ler), Eddie (lee).
WC: 2165
At The Breaker Box, you decide that you want to join the talent show and tell jokes. Volt and Eddie are the only two in attendance while you’re practicing. Volt encourages you with some light chuckles, but Eddie claims that the jokes and puns are terrible. It’s clear that he wants to laugh though, so Volt innocently suggests a way to get his partner laughing that definitely makes some sparks fly.
“Why did the outlet start a podcast?”
The microphone amplified your voice in the Breaker Box, and you smiled a hopeful smile. Volt was cleaning some glasses behind the bar. Eddie, standing on a ladder, was making some small repairs and adjustments that he insisted on doing himself. The former looked up from his ministrations and smirked.
“Do tell, live wire,” Volt chuckled. He didn’t even have to look at Eddie to know that there was a high chance he pinched his eyes shut. Your smile brightened.
“For current events!”
Volt chuckled louder and affectionately shook his head. “Of course they did, why else?”
“Don’t encourage them, Volt,” Eddie groaned. “That was terrible.”
You made a show of crossing your arms and giving him a light huff. “They’re supposed to be terrible, that’s part of the charm. Here, let me try another one..”
There was the sound of pages turning as you flipped through your book of self-curated jokes and puns. You muttered to yourself, thinking out loud, searching for one that even Eddie may like. Your finger grazed over one a few times and you visibly perked up.
“Did you hear that the Devil is going bald?”
Eddie was hammering a nail into a loose ceiling tile while you spoke. Volt, while putting away the clean glasses, shook his head.
“Oh dear,” he hummed with faux sympathy. “I can’t say that I have.”
A light snort escaped you, though you did your best to keep it together. You hadn’t even said the punchline yet.
“Yeah,” you continued, nodding. “There’s gonna be hell toupee.”
Okay, that one wasn’t too bad. Eddie coughed to conceal his chuckle. He made his way down the ladder, pretending to swat away a cloud of dust.
“Damn tiles are dusty again,” he grumbled. There wasn’t an ounce of annoyance in his voice though. The corners of his lips were turned upwards ever so slightly. “I thought you said you’d already done a deep clean.”
“I have,” Volt answered. He arched a brow at his partner and hummed with interest. “Oh my, is that a smile I see, darling? Did you find that joke humorous?”
“No,” Eddie grunted. “I told you the tiles are dusty.”
A small smirk played on the taller man’s lips. He reached above his head and swiped one finger along a tile closest to the bar. When he turned it around, it was clean.
“Well, would you look at that?” Volt grinned. “Not a speck of dust in sight. Come now, indulge our little spark. You enjoyed that joke.”
You eyed the two of them with a little smile. It tugged at Eddie’s heart strings, or whatever was the electrical equivalent, but he was nothing if not stubborn. Volt could definitely attest to that.
“I did not,” Eddie argued. “Look, I’m not saying you’re bad at this or anything. Just that the jokes are just…I don’t know, cheesy? Don’t you have any others?”
“I do,” you nodded. “But none that you’ll like apparently. I mean honestly, do you ever find anything funny?”
“I-”
“Well,” Volt interjected with a sudden spark in his eye. His smile turned sharper. Mischievous. “Now that I think about it, live wire, there is something that would put a smile on our lover’s face…”
“What are you-”
Eddie could feel a shift in the room, both literally and figuratively, and then the metaphorical light bulb went off in his head. The way Volt was casually but also knowingly grinning at him helped him have a clearer picture of what he was hinting at.
Oh no. No, no, no. That’d only happened one time, and Eddie swore he didn’t even react.
Volt remembers it differently though.
“Oh no, Volt don’t you dare.”
“What?” Your head turned from one man to the other, eyes wide with curiosity. “What’s he talking about, Eddie?”
“Nothing-”
“It’s a charming little detail really,” Volt pressed on, rounding the bar and striding over to you. The clamor of Eddie’s footsteps echoed after his. “Why, our Eddie is quite ticklish.”
There it was.
There was a beat of silence. The lights above hummed as if waiting for something. Then, you squealed.
“He is?”
With a confirming chuckle from the taller of the two, you met Eddie half way. “You are? Aw, I didn’t know that! That’s so cute.”
“First off, I’m not cute,” Eddie again grunted, though his cheeks looked rosier compared to a moment ago. “Second, I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about. I’m not ticklish.”
Volt followed you over to him, laughing softly. “Are you lying again? Mm-mm, that just won’t do. Whatever shall we do, live wire? I will follow your lead.”
“Weeeelll,” you sang sweetly, closing in on your grumpy lover. “If he really won’t laugh at my jokes…”
You were approaching him from the right, which meant that Volt took the left side. Eddie’s cheeks reddened and backed up even further.
“B-Back off,” he warned. His arms instinctively dropped towards his sides. This only encouraged you. You ran towards him, but you didn’t get far.
Your foot got caught on one of the floorboards, and you went down with a surprised squeal. You weren’t hurt, but it still caused Eddie to hurry toward you with alarm.
“Oh shit, you okay?”
You groaned from your reclined position on the floor. You landed chest first, butt in the air, but still managed a thumbs-up. “Yeah yeah, I’m fine. My shoe got caught.”
“Yeah, well…that’s what you get,” Eddie, relieved, snorted before he could stop himself. A series of deep chuckles came right after. “Told you to back off.”
Your head snapped up to his. You regarded him with shock before a sudden grin overtook you. “Oh, that’s what’s funny to you? Get him, Volt!”
Volt was already two steps ahead of you. Literally. He interrupted his partner’s giggling to gently grab his arms and pull him into his chest.
“You would laugh at our spark’s stumble? How dare you,” Volt pretended to growl as he tried to bring the man down to the floor with him. Eddie wasn’t going down without a fight; there was a mini battle of arms and elbows right in the middle of the bar.
“Wh-o-a, hey! Let go of me!” Eddie managed to pull out of his grip, but Volt was persistent, and never had his hands off of him for very long. He yelled when Volt used one of his long legs to sweep his own from underneath him, and he kicked as he was guided down on the floor.
You would be the one that’d sway the metaphorical cards in Volt’s favor. After picking yourself up off of the ground, you strolled over to the feuding men with a small smile. “You know,” you hummed. “You are struggling a lot for someone who claims that they aren’t ticklish.”
“Because I’m not,” Eddie retorted, as if that response made perfect sense. He had Volt’s hands in a firm grip, but Volt was using his legs to pin his partner’s down. He then gathered his hands in one so that he could half-heartedly swat at you as you knelt beside them. “Spark, if you tickle me, I’m gonna-”
Tap, tap, tap.
You curiously poked at the man’s rib cage with your index finger. You kept your touch light, occasionally giving a rib a gentle scritch, and Eddie tensed. He pinched his lips shut and leaned to the side, inadvertently pushing closer into Volt’s chest. He moved to grab your hand, but Volt used the distraction to finally pin his wrists above his head.
“Gah! Volt!”
“There we are, much better,” Volt kissed Eddie’s forehead and smirked. You gave him a grateful look and switched to wriggling your fingers into his sides. Eddie squirmed, battling between pulling his wrists free and dodging your ticklish touches, only to lose on both fronts.
“Let—sp-spark..pssht…”
Eddie pinched his lips shut again to trap the incoming snicker. You perked up and giggled lightly.
“What was that?”
Eddie didn’t answer. Instead, he shook his head, a wobbly smile just barely tugging at the corner of his lips. You scritched up his torso, lightly clawing at his ribs before burrowing your fingers into the softness of his armpits. Eddie jolted upwards and tried to pull his arms down, but Volt kept them up.
You looked to Volt for a bit of guidance. “Where’s he most ticklish?”
“Oh no, darling. I can’t make it that easy,” he chuckled. He trailed his light kisses down the man’s forehead, to his cheek, and ending at his neck. Each kiss left a ticklish tingle that ran across his skin. Eddie’s shoulders shook with restrained chuckles. “You’ll have to figure it out yourself.”
Fair enough, you thought. You alternated between gently scritching at the hollows of his armpits and circling the area with your fingertips and nails.
Eddie couldn’t hold it back anymore. Gruff, breathy chuckles escaped him before he could try to reel them back in, and Volt’s ticklish kisses were not helping. He tried to growl in between chuckles, but that just added to the cuteness factor.
“F-Faahahahaha! Spahahahahahark!”
You made a big show of gasping and, wanting to chase the sound, you returned to his ribs. You used the pads of your fingers to lightly pinch and knead over the spot. This made Eddie jump and laugh louder.
“Hmhm, ‘not ticklish’, huh?” You grinned. “I dunno, seems like you’re ticklish to me.”
Eddie’s cheeks reddened. “I’m nohahah—AH! Vohohoholt sahahahaha!”
Volt couldn’t help himself. He nuzzled into his partner’s neck to blow quick, electric raspberries into it. Literal sparks jumped off of his lips. Eddie’s laugh took on a more frantic, giggly note. He swiveled his head from one side to the other, but all Volt had to do was move to the opposite side that he couldn’t protect.
“Hmmm?” Volt hummed against his skin. He took a breath and ducked his head down to blow a raspberry into Eddie’s collarbone. The resulting yelp and harder laughter made him smile. “Am I not allowed to kiss you?”
“Nohoht like thahaht!” Eddie’s legs drummed against the floor as he tried to curl in on himself. Volt chuckled and pressed teasing kisses back up the man’s neck. He waited a bit, watching him shiver and jump, before blowing a series of raspberries on his neck that made Eddie swear and howl.
For a moment, you’d stopped tickling Eddie and watched the two of them. If there was a way for you to have heart eyes, you’d definitely have them. It was so nice to see them laughing after the power scare not too long ago.
Your curious hands found their way to Eddie’s stomach. You clawed over it, keeping your touch light, and Eddie bucked. It was so sudden that you’d almost fallen off of him.
“Wahahahahahit!” Eddie’s laughter deepened as he squirmed underneath you. “Oahahahaha! Nohohohot thehehere!”
Volt looked up from what he was doing, chuckling. “Well done, live wire,” he praised. “His stomach is definitely one of his more ticklish spots. And, you’re only getting warmer..”
Feeling encouraged, you switched to quick pinches along his tummy, squealing as the man bucked around even more. You steadied yourself by straddling his waist. His usually tucked in shirt had come undone and gave you access to the skin underneath. The moment your fingertips made contact, he threw his head back with laughter.
“OHOHOAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”
“Oh my gohosh,” you giggled. “I’m shocked at how sensitive you are.”
Volt snorted. You didn’t really mean to make the pun, but there it was, front and center. There was a groan somewhere amidst Eddie’s loud, deep laughter.
“SHUHUHT UHUHUP!”
“Ah, ah. Manners, Eddie..” He gathered the other man’s wrists in one hand so that he could better join the fray. Sparks danced along his fingertips as he poked and prodded down the man’s torso. Each of his touches delivered a ticklish shock that had Eddie howling. He bucked again, and this time you steadied yourself by holding onto his hips.
Eddie snorted and, ironically, jumped as if he was electrocuted. You curiously kneaded your thumbs into the spot, and Eddie’s deep laughter jumped to hysterics. He bucked and twisted and you had to make more of a concerted effort to not fall off. He laughed silently, especially when Volt’s ticklish shocks found their way to his waist, and that was both of your cues to let up.
You slid off of his waist and Volt released his hands. Eddie breathed deeply, still chuckling, and wiped the tears from his eyes.
“Ugh, both of you suck..” He breathed. He sat up with Volt’s help, who pulled both him and you into his lap. You chuckled.
“You love us,” You blinked up at him with a sweet smile. Eddie’s eyes flicked to you, then Volt, and then he sighed. He was going to get both of you back, especially Volt, but for now?
“Yeah. I guess I do.”
(I'm not sure how I feel about the ending cause I definitely rushed it, but I hope you like it.)
I would absolutely adore number 6 with lee reader and ler Betty from date everything!! 💖 Hope you’re well and stay hydrated and awesome!
TickleTober Day 6: Wrestle
~Yay, Betty! I love writing her character; she’s so teasy and fun. Finishing this kinda late, so sorry for any typos. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enioy!~
Fandom: Date Everything!
Lee: Gender Neutral Reader
Ler: Betty
Summary: You had a bad day, and Betty offers to make it better. However, her methods are a tad bit…unorthodox.
Warnings: canon-typical interactions, language, and romantical/suggestive happenings. This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!
“Hey, lover,” Betty hummed, stretching out on the sheets. Her hand patted the space beside her, beckoning you. She was technically lying on herself, but damn, she was comfortable.
You blinked, looking at her like you’d forgotten the dateviators were on. You seemed…distracted. “Oh…uh, hey, Betty.”
Her brows immediately furrowed at that. You were normally a bit distracted when you came in—you were tired, after all—but this was different. “Everything alright?”
“Kinda? I just had a bad day,” you shrugged, laying back on the bed beside her. You stared up at the ceiling, then at her. You’d missed that face all day.
Betty frowned at that, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Aw…is it okay if I try and make it better?”
That made you smile a bit. Betty was usually pretty good at boosting your mood, no matter what methods she chose. “Sure.”
With a small chuckle, Betty turned, hovering over you on the bed. She loved the way your eyes lit up with excitement, even when you had no clue what was coming for you.
Betty’s hands slid up your sides, and your own mirrored the motion on her. Only, instead of slipping under your shirt, her fingers began wiggling.
“SHHHHIhihihit! Behehetty?!” you yelped, squirming around beneath her. You’d expected some fun, maybe cuddling, but that?
That, you were wholly unprepared for.
“Just relax, baby. I wanna make you feel better,” she cooed, pulling out her teasing voice. Usually, you’d hear it late at night when she wanted to be mean. Then, however, it carried an entirely different meaning.
“Thehehere are ohother wahahays!”
Betty chuckled at that, clamping her legs around your own. “Maybe, but this seems much more fun.” She was ready for a fight.
You could hear the challenge in her voice, a giddy excitement filling your chest. If she wanted a challenge…well, you could certainly try and give her one.
You lurched upward, trying to push Betty off of you. She laughed, nearly falling off from your efforts. Instead of letting you go, however, she pounced back on you, tugging you into her lap. Before you could even think of countering, Betty had your arms behind your back in a startlingly effective hold.
“Wahait! Wait, wait, Behehetty wahahahait!” you giggled, all worked up before she even began tickling you. Betty was an impressively good play-wrestler.
She shook her head, getting your arms secured behind your back while freeing her hands. Perfect. “Sorry baby, but I’ve waited long enough.”
With that, Betty’s fingers dug into your sides, poking and wiggling against the sensitive areas.
“Why ahahahare youhu sohoho gohood at thahahat?!”
A compliment? Betty couldn’t help but smile at that, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Aw, how sweet. It’s a skill, and I’ve had lots of practice.”
That both answered your question and made you incredibly nervous. That “practice” almost definitely spelled giggly doom for you.
Sure enough, her skilled fingers traveled to your stomach, vibrating her clawed hand against the soft skin.
“NYAHAHAHAHA!”
You kicked and squirmed, tugging at your restrained arms. Betty didn’t falter, however; you weren’t getting away that easily.
“Oh, love, does that tickle? Hmm?” Betty teased, leaning forward to whisper in your ear. She was purposefully letting her lips brush the shell, tickling you more. The way your cheeks brightened was gorgeous to her. “You’re so cute when you blush~”
“SH-SHUHUHUSH!”
Your fluster at her compliments was rather adorable. She would happily try to break you another day, but right then, her mission was to brighten your day.
“Poor thing…want me to be gentle, baby?” she cooed, purposefully using a baby-voice to tease you.
You nodded frantically, trying not to sound too pathetic. Of course, you failed. “Y-YEHEHES!”
Betty stopped tormenting your stomach, switching to gentle spidering across the soft skin. She began nuzzling her face against your neck, occasionally planting little kisses.
“There we go. Is that better?” she whispered, pulling you closer. Betty released your arms, letting you flail a bit and hold her arms.
“Y-youhuhu’re sohoho mehean!” you whined, leaning back against Betty’s chest. She’d worn you out, and there was a lovely set of pillows for you to rest on behind you.
“Oh, I know, I’m so mean,” she tutted, shaking her head. She nipped your neck softly, making you squeak. “Don’t tempt me to bully you again, lover. I will get you if you push me.”
That did sound fun…but maybe another time. You were rather worn out from your bad day, and the tickling had exhausted you. You were ready to throw in the towel. You giggled out your safeword, tapping Betty's arm to show that she hadn’t done too far.
Betty’s arms tightened around you, turning you to face her. You got a lovely kiss before she started petting your hair again. “Aw, is someone tired?”
“Yehehes…” you grumbled, burrying your face in Betty’s chest. It was definitely time for a nap.
“Alright, alright. Let's rest together, then.”
Giving you another quick kiss, Betty laid the two of you down, pulling you closer against her. Your head rested on her chest, arms tucked around her waist as you held on. It was adorable.
“Baby…sleep well. I’ll be here when you wake up, always by your side. Especially with those giggles.”
“Mph, fuck off…”
“Maybe later. Now, sleep, or I’ll try that raspberry thing Diana was telling me about.”
oh. My god your chance headcanons are actually so perfect?? so real so true?? is there any world in which you have any headcanons about mateo you’d want to share because i’m sitting here kicking me feet giggling about your chance ones 🤭 your mind!!!
Ohhhhghh anonnie, you’re so sweet!! Thank you sososoo much! And YES!!! I DO!!! Mateo Manta my HUSBAND HRHR. I was just looking at tiktoks on him earlier! Coming right up!!!
Mateo Manta Tickle Headcanons
Lee —
— A free-sounding, warm laugh is what Mateo Manta has in store for his ler if they were to tickle him. His cheeks will redden, and the sound of giggles and bright, peals of laughter will sound from him. It could almost be equated to the sun.
— Underarms and knees. Those are his two main, weakest spots. Squeeze the back of his knees? Wiggle your fingers across his kneecap? He’s tittering aloud so happily. So freely. He almost sounds like a bird! Getting his underarms make the sweet boy snort before desolving into a fit of bubbly laughter.
— Some honourable mentions go to Mateo’s belly and sides. They’re not as ticklish as those other parts of him, but they still make him laugh as before. He’s so susceptible to tasers/jumper cables, too.
— Mateo is someone who greatly appreciates and loves the people in his life. And as such, he’s incredibly physically affectionate with them — to the point where he’ll cuddle up with his closest, dearest friends without a second thought. And who can’t resort tickling him?
— He definitely has ticklish ears. When the inanimals nuzzle up against his face, their snouts/fur always ends up tickling his poor, sensitive ears. It’s not like Mateo hides it either, really. He has told the little inanimals what they were doing tickles.
— Dolly and Betty like to give Mateo little prods and pokes here and there, and delight in seeing him giggle and laugh at their advances. Sometimes it’s advanced into full on tickle fights, too.
— I don’t see Mateo as much of a struggler/fighter? Most cases, he’s going to melt in the bliss of this playful, soft form of affection. He’ll definitely grab at his ler’s hands and try to move them to another spot, or away from him as a whole. But, it’s not strong enough to fully move their hands away for long.
— Imagine Realised Mateo coming home after a long, long mission, and falling into the arms of his lover. He missed them greatly, and yearned for their touch for so long . Please, please tickle this sweetheart. Cuddle up with him, and gently scribble his sides, or tummy. He needs it.
Ler —
— What an angel of a ler, let me tell you. Mateo doesn’t have an evil bone in his body when he goes on to tickle you.
— In fact, he’s so flustering? Maybe unintentionally teasing when he’s going after someone. For him, this is a bonding activity! This is something that it meant between close people; for them to show affection.
— I like to think that he’d be cuddly and physically affectionate with his significant other, curled up with them on the couch. Maybe on the grass in a picnic, with the other inanimals. And once his hands are in the area of a tickle spot of theirs, he’d gently scribble his fingers across it.
— Mateo isn’t a rough ler, so to say. I don’t think it’d make sense if he was. Instead, he opts for fast, soft tickles, jumping between your ticklish spots to keep you on your toes at least.
— Part of me thinks that Mateo would enjoy tickle games. Not in a competitive sense, or to entirely exert you, but in a way where he can engage in play, while also being able to see the gift that is your laughing, smiling self.
— He often slips between his own, native tongue and English when speaking to you when he wants to gently tease you. Or, in this case, compliment you.
— “Mi amor, your laugh is adorable! Mind if I hear it some more?”
— “Oh, you’re ticklish here? That’s so cute! You’re like a puppy, my love.”
— “Eres tan linda/lindo. Podría hacerte cosquillas para siempre.” <- (my Spanish is so rusty, I hope this makes sense!)
— As a more joking aspect, or if he’s caught up in his utter endearment for you, he’d bring say “who’s a good human? You are! You are!” And then, most likely apologize.
— He’s super big on cuddling you fully after tickling you. Mateo will lay beside you, and wrap your body closer to his. He’d whisper about how cute you are, compliment you immensely, and absolutely smother you with loving words and affection.