I was just playing Keith's route in Date Everything and this option appeared????? omg????? this caught me so off guard HAHA Mac's laugh is so cuteeee (spoilers for Keith's route btw)
Summary: A quiet Saturday night, Parker and yourself bust out the dice for a night of love. However, loving kisses on your neck turn into tickles very quickly.
Author’s Notes: YIPPEE ANOTHER PARKER FIC LET’S GOOOOO. Thank you to @thetickleeraven and 🎲 Silly Anon for striking inspiration in me when we were discussing Parker and biting in a few reblogs! I went the ‘Parker doesn’t know his bites are tickling the Reader’ route hehehe. I had a lot of fun writing this one! Only CW really are the mention of the freaky dice, the word ‘sex’ once and the fact that Parker is kissing/giving hickeys. :] Thank you all for all the love on the Date Everything posts because I love this game a whole lot and hopefully I can write more tickle fics for it. 💚
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Saturday nights are important to you and your partner, Parker. When everything quieted down, and everything was done for the day, it was time to bust out the dice.
Which dice? The quote en quote ‘freaky dice’.
Parker had brought these to your attention once before, and you were subjected to… interesting results. He bit your dang ankle! Just went and chomped right on it! But, the dice were an exciting element added to your relationship. Parker had several different types of these sorts of dice, so every Saturday night, he would bring out a new set to keep things interesting.
There were a few strange rolls, the combos that no one would have ever thought of, ‘sex’ and ‘elbow’ included, but when rolls such as those appeared on the face of the dice, you both disregarded them as impossible and laughed them off because they sounded so silly.
However, a combination appeared that Parker was happily obliged to take part in, you as well.
‘Kiss’ and ‘neck’.
So, here you both were, spooning on your bed, covers sprawled about after earlier activities. It was a nice, quiet moment. Parker was holding you against his chest, arms wrapped around you, the neck of your shirt pulled down and hair cast aside so that your Parker had better access to the expanse of space. He was planting loving kisses wherever his lips could reach: your neck was an obvious one, but also the sides, your shoulders and back.
And you were in heaven. You were melting at the touch, and combined with the cuddling, all tension from the week was dissipating from each kiss that touched down onto your skin.
Parker did this for a long while, however, his mischievous mind began to wander…
He began giving you love bites.
Since he was only sticking to your neck, shoulders and back, you weren’t too concerned about the appearance of them, as you could easily hide the marks with clothing, a scarf or makeup.
What did concern you, then?
It really tickled.
You had known Parker liked to bite - it was one of the weird, goofy comments he made when you first met him, after all. He just hadn’t bitten you yet until that one time with the dice previously, but that didn’t tickle.
This did, though.
And it was getting harder and harder to mask your reaction.
You chomped down on your lip, not daring to let any sort of noise out.
However, Parker moved his next love bite right on the crook of your neck and shoulder, more teeth involved. Even just brushing his lips there caused you to squeak.
The squeak instantly alerted him, a hint of concern heard in his voice. “Gosh, sorry, did that one hurt?”
“N-No, it’s fine, really, you can keep going.” You urged, the burning in your cheeks slowly beginning to surface.
Parker hummed. “Okey dokey.” Good, he hadn’t caught on… yet.
The more that Parker left marks across your skin, though, the more your mask began to slip. You moved a hand to your mouth to silence yourself, your shoulders shaking from suppressed giggles, and that’s when Parker piped up a second time.
“You really sure you’re okay? Y’know, I can do something else—”
“Sorry! I’m just not used to the feeling… but it feels very nice, though. Please, I don’t mind.”
Parker didn’t give a response that time, going back to kissing and lightly biting wherever he could. With his lack of response, you assumed that you had swayed him enough.
However, his silence just meant he was plotting. He was beginning to catch on.
Parker’s head moved to the base of your neck, planting kisses there, feeling the goosebumps rising on your skin. He continued kissing along in a straight line… right on the pathway to your ear.
Your mind was melting and unaware of what was about to happen.
That’s when you felt it… teeth very gently catching on your earlobe.
And it tickled really, really bad.
You couldn’t stop the high-pitched squeal that left your mouth.
“P-Parker!!” You quickly rolled over onto your other side to face him. Your face was burning rose red. You thought you were going to meet the gaze of a concerned partner… but instead you met the eyes of a beast who looked like he was going to gobble you up.
Parker couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction. “Hehehe. Ticklish, even with kisses? You’re even cuter than I thought.”
Your cheeks blazed red at his comment. “I can't help it!”
“I know you can't - it's still absolutely adorable, though. C’mon, turn back ‘round.” Parker lifted his arm up in welcoming.
You pouted, cheeks puffing out in mock annoyance. He knew you were just putting up a front - another cute quirk of yours to add to the pile. “I dunno… are you gonna bite me again?”
“Well, I can't promise that, especially after that noise I got outta you… but I'll try to make the kisses less tickly, alright?”
Eyeing him up and down with an overdramatic suspicious glare, you eventually rolled back around, shuffling your body close to Parker. “If I smell any funny business… it's on.”
Parker wrapped his arms back around your body, noting that it was a little more snug than last time. “Pfft, fine, no funny business.”
That was a complete lie, and even you knew that yourself.
Easing into it, Parker went back to his gentle kisses first, though even those tickled at this point. His lips brushed against your shoulder, causing your body to shiver.
“Gosh, just a ticklish little thing, aren't ya?”
You could feel the heat rising in your face again, bringing your hands up to cover your face. “Shuhuhush…” you weren't even giggling from the bites or kisses anymore, just from Parker’s words alone.
Your cute little giggles were music to Parker’s ears. He couldn't help himself, he needed more. His hold around you became just a bit more snug.
You noticed, but you never would have guessed what he was going to do next.
Parker’s mouth returned to your ear - this time not just biting it, but nibbling on it.
It tickled even worse.
Squeaky giggles burst through the dam. You attempted to shake your head to throw Parker off, but he was determined. “Pahaharker!!”
”Whaaaat?” God, even his breath tickled.
”Yohohou KNOW what you’re dohohoing!!”
Chomp chomp chomp. Right on your ear, and then your neck to your shoulder.
Oh, he was extremely aware. Especially because the hands that were wrapped around you began to move as well. Wiggling fingers burst to life against your stomach and side, pulling more laughter from you. “Thihihis was supposed to behehe just kisses!” You exclaimed through your laughter.
“You should know me by now. It's never ‘just kisses’ when I'm around.” You could hear the grin in Parker’s voice.
Your bright laughter had a domino effect - Parker began laughing to himself in the crook of your shoulder, which in turn made you laugh even more. There was a silliness stuck in the air, the joyful sounds no longer caused just by the tickles, though there would definitely be more of it.
An evil idea crossing Parker’s mind, a mischievous chuckle rumbled against your back, blankets shifting. “Heheheh… c’mere.”
”Wha—?”
Parker suddenly shifted, releasing his hug around your body to opt to wrestle you instead. He sat up on your waist, beginning to lift the hem of your shirt.
Oh no, you don’t— you knew exactly what he was doing.
”Don’t you dare! Or else!” You playfully protested, a fire burning in you to fight back.
“Or else what, huh?” Parker had a goofy yet confident smile on his face.
”Or… THIS!” Your hands reached out to grab whatever tickle spot you could reach first, your fingers grazing on the bottom of his ribs.
Parker was caught off guard for a moment, a wave of giggles hitting him. “Hahaha!! W-Wait— that’s not fahahair!” His hands reached back out to make a grab at your belly, where he was originally aiming for.
You grabbed hold of Parker’s darting hands with your own, making an attempt to fight him off. But you’ve both done this tango many times before, so he knew the cheat code. His wrists were broken free of your hold with a swift motion, his hands immediately targeting your unprotected underarms, fingers raking at them. You sputtered, slamming your arms to your sides… but that was your grave mistake.
Hands sliding out from under your arms, Parker swiftly raised his knees up so that they were sitting on top of your hands.
Hook, line, and sinker.
”Just resign to your ticklish fate,” Parker’s voice was icy cold, sending a chill through your body. He sure had the flair for theatrics. “Besides, we gotta find out if tickle bites work in other spots, too…”
You puffed out your cheeks, a child-like pout on your face, trying to see if you could sway him. An experimental tug on your hands as you eyed Parker’s face solidified your fate, though. Giggles were already brewing inside you from the anticipation. “Plehehease, at least be nice!”
“Hmm… sorry, can’t count on that. Not when your face looks that adorable.” He teased.
Your cheeks blazed red at that one.
Parker began his side tracked mission once again, lifting up the hem of your shirt, deaf to your protests. His head dipped down, and you were expecting a ticklish bite, or even teeth. But that didn’t come, not at first at least.
No, it was worse.
You heard Parker inhale a large breath, and then felt a raspberry touch down on your belly.
You shrieked.
“THAHAT’S NOT EVEN BIHIHITING!!”
He blew another one before he responded, laughing at your reaction. “Hehehehe… sorry, I couldn't resist. The opportunity was right there!”
“Yohohou’re so mean to mehehe!!” Your voice was laced with giggles. Parker wiggled his eyebrows at you, an evil glint in his eye. Your stomach dropped once his voice reached your ears.
“Oh, did you think I was finished? I'm not done yet.”
The night was filled with your shrill laughter as Parker trailed love bites across your stomach, mixing raspberries into it all just you hear your adorable giggles and snorts. Your contagious laughter eventually hit Parker as he laughed along with you, doubling over and laying his head on your stomach. His knees moved to your sides, freeing your hands.
“Hehehe, you're such a riot, y’know? That's why I love ya so much.”
One of your hands reached up to his head laying on your stomach, fingers carding through his hair with gentle love and adoration for the man sitting atop of you.
A bit breathless, you spoke, a gooey smile spread across your face. “Love you too, Parker.”
FINALLY, Part 5 is here!!! It’s been months, but the Date Everything hype train is still making its stops. As requested, Jean Loo and Amir have been added to the list, and Jacques was a favorite I kept seeing. Betty was added since she’s one of my friend’s favorites (friend if you see this, hello 😏 lol), and Eddie & Volt have FINALLY been added to a headcanon list. I can’t believe it took me until part 5 to give Eddie & Volt, my second favorite characters, the spotlight 😭. Thank you everyone for your continued support on these headcanons! This might be the last part that I do for now, but the Date Everything love continues!
Here are headcanons for Jean Loo, Jacques, Betty, Eddie & Volt, and Amir!
Jean Loo:
~ If he’s tickled, Jean Loon is a big cackler. His laugh is very fast paced, similar to his raps, like he’s scrambling to say something but his laughter overpowers his words. Some may describe him sounding like a witch, some may describe him sounding like a creaky pipe, and some might say he sounds like both. Occasionally, he’ll also let out a mixture of a snicker and a snort that sounds like the noise a squirt bottle makes. And that’s only the half of it.
~ He is (adorably) noisy when tickled. You know how beatboxing is making music with different sounds? Basically, a very similar thing is happening when Jean Loo is being tickled. He mostly cackles, but he’ll make squeaks, squeals, snorts, snickers—you name it, he probably makes it. Like his snort-snickers, sometimes his sounds combine into adorable combos that get himself blushing when he hears it.
~ Jean Loo will not stand still while he’s tickled. He’s an enormous squirmer who will also try to compact himself to give his ler less surface area to tickle. Either he’s flailing around, or his arms will be clamped to his sides and knees curled to chest, while also kicking and rolling from side to side with giddy giggles.
~ If he’s on the floor when a tickle attack starts, he’ll squirm backwards like a worm trying to win a 100 meter dash in a burst of energy before his strength falters and he lies there as he’s tickled to pieces.
~ His most ticklish spot is the back of his knees. Get him there, and he’ll absolutely be squealing and kicking and trying to do sit-ups to reach for his knees, or reach for the person’s hands at his weak spot. His underarms are his second most ticklish spots. Essentially, the parts of his limbs that bend, like the knee “pits” or his armpits are super ticklish for him.
~If someone tries to tease him by rapping at him, he won't be able to take you on in a rap battle. Ironically, he’s at a complete loss for words when being tickled. He’ll occasionally have a good comeback, but his laughter will overflow right after to seize the moment.
~ Alternatively, he might pretend to criticize the rap that was used as a tease against him, even if it was a good line, purely because he doesn’t want to admit it was good while being defeated by tickles. The only exception is if his romantic partner teases him with a clever rap, then he might sweetly admit “that was a good line” through his giggles.
~ On the flip side, if Jean Loo is the one tickling someone and he’s using raps against them as teases, he does not show mercy. Of course, he calls “cool raping” craping, so naturally he calls a “tickle rap” a Trap.
“Too bad you’re caught in my trap! My tickle rap!”
~ Examples of his tickle rap teases may include:
“Can’t stop the giggles in my ears / Every time I get a spot that’s all that I hear / You’re ticklish, huh? / Well that explains a lot / Well too bad now, Jean Loo has got you caught!”
“I aim for the tummy / You think that it's funny? / It must be if all of your laughter is sunny!”
“Someone so giggly? / Guess that it’s tickly / Saying my rap is what makes them so wiggly!”
“They're looking all flushed / It must be the blush / Their gettin’ all red from our ticklish touch.” (yes I’m reusing a variation of this line that I already used in one of my fics lol).
~ His go-to method of tickling others is pouncing at his target and using rough, but playful tickles, never going too far as to hurt someone. He throws in an occasional squeeze here and there too. Once he finds a good spot, he hones in on it to make sure to draw out the person’s silly laughter.
“Ah, what do we have here? The ribs, eh? Don’t mind if I do.”
~ Jean Loo’s usual target is Johnny Splash. Johnny is an easy target for him, especially when Johnny is in the mood to be a menace. Honestly, Jean Loo will aim for Johnny even if Johnny isn’t being a menace; Jean Loo will do it just because he can and he thinks it’s funny.
~ Jean Loo will occasionally get Amir if the mirror is acting prim and proper—like Amir is trying to win an argument by saying he’s right about everything—or if Amir disrupts Jean Loo’s rap session with his desire for “peace and quiet.” Jean Loo will tackle Amir in the middle of an argument if he has to.
~ Jean Loo will also get Barry, simply to see Barry genuinely smile and to help him feel less anxious. If Barry’s mood is down, Jean Loo will make it his mission to brighten his day.
~ Johnny, Amir, and Barry will occasionally get back at Jean Loo. In Johnny’s case, the shower will return the favor by coming at Jean Loo with a burst of strength to gain the upper hand. Johnny will occasionally lunge at Jean Loo during tickle fights and throw caution to the wind for opportunity to get a few tickly hits on Jean Loo.
~ With Jean Loo’s romantic partner, he loves wrapping up his partner in his arms and tickling them silly. He delivers a mix of soft tickles and his regular tickle-pounces to keep them on their toes. He goes slightly easier on his romantic partner, that is unless they’re messing with him and just asking for it.
“Oh ho ho, you think it's funny to make jokes at the expense of Lil’ Crapper? Get over here!”
Jacques:
~ Someone needs to get this pirate and wreck him with tickles until he’s sinking towards the floor like a shipwreck in the ocean.
~ Jacques will always be taken off guard by a declaration of a tickle fight. He knows he asks for fights all the time, but he’ll respond like:
“I crave violence! Not- giggles and laughter!”
~ He will blush like crazy if someone even thinks of or suggests the idea of tickling him. CANONICALLY if you fluster him enough with your words, he will make this sound that combines grumbling, growling, stuttering, and sputtering all together.
Exhibit A:
~ If he's asked if he’s ticklish, he is similarly stuttering and stumbling over his words, such as:
“What- well- pftt- I- uggh!”
“W-what? Insanity! What in blazes would give you that idea?!” (He says, not hiding his blush at all)
~ “Threaten” to tickle him and his words are turning into complete mush like the example above. “Well- ugh- no- ughhhhfffmmmug!” Again, it’s safe to say he will be at a complete loss for words and wouldn’t know how to even begin to make a comeback.
~ When he is caught in a tickle fight, he has a gravelly laugh that rumbles from his chest. Occasionally, his laugh fluctuates in pitch, sometimes letting out deep giggles or high-pitched ones. He’ll also bark out bursts of laughter, especially when a new spot is sneak attacked or targeted.
~ Jacques will growl through his giggles. However, it’s not a threatening growl. It’s like if a puppy is growling because the puppy wants more head pats. He will always insist that his growls are “s-posed to me menacing! It’s a sign for you to flee!” Those that tickle him see how much fun he has with it though, but getting him to confess that is nearly impossible.
~ He’s one to push and shove at his ler, also to look menacing and like he’s putting up a fight, but it’s part of the play. Jacques pushes, shoves, elbows, and swipes, but never tries to hurt the other person or actually tries hard enough to shove them off.
“Arggg! Yohohou call thihihis a fight? Brihihing it on scallywag!”
~ He’s most ticklish at his hips, but a few good digs to his sides get him too. The back of the ribs is also a good spot. He’s pretty much ticklish anywhere else on his torso really.
“Arrrg… Curse this… weakness of mine…”
~ Usually Jacques is a lee but he’ll strike if you poke the bear for long enough, especially if someone makes lighthearted jokes about him being a ✨short king ✨. Beau teases him about it all the time, resulting in her being the most frequent target of Jacques’s tickle attacks. Jacques is also not afraid to lunge at the tall ones either, like Dorian or Able on the rare occasion they want to mess with him.
“Ha! Well if I’m as short as you claim, then that’s a pretty good advantage to getting these spots here!” (He lunges at someone's belly, sides, or knees)
~ His method of tickling is playfully clawing at his opponent. He uses scritches and scratches dangerously well.
~ When tickling someone and gaining the upperhand, he’ll victoriously laugh like he just conquered an island.
“Hahahaha! What are you going to do now, landlubber?”
“Hahaha! How are you going to get out of this one, scallywag?”
~ In tickle fights, he’ll usually wait until someone lets him go to make them think he’s all tuckered out, before he bounds at them with a burst of energy and goes to town on their ticklish spots. He’ll even tackle them or jump on top of them if he has to.
~ Beau gets Jacques all the time with tickles; a back and forth argument between these two usually results in Beau striking Jacques first to get him to admit she’s right, and Jacques certainly will put up a playful fight to be a worthy opponent. If Beau and Gaia team up with each other against Jacques though, he’s in trouble. He’ll never hear the end of the teasing with those two around.
Beau: “Hey, what happened to your feistiness, tough guy?”
Gaia: “I think we’ve made it all disappear!”
~ The only time Jacques will willingly, but also indirectly, admit that he enjoys receiving tickles is with his romantic partner. He melts from tickly scratches under his chin. He insists that he DOES NOT purr like a cat, but his romantic partner has certainly heard happy purr-like giggles that gurgle in his throat.
~He’s much less of a fighter with his romantic partner tickling him. He still puts on the act of fighting back, but for the most part, he tries less to push them away and takes it as he laughs away.
~He will be delivering tickly nuzzles to his romantic partner with his beard. This is a fact.
“It is a weapon I can use anytime at my disposal!”
~ He enjoys delivering tickles if his romantic partner is sitting in his lap; it gives him more access to “latch onto these ticklish spots of yours!” Plus, if his romantic partner is on his lap, it gives him the opportunity to tease his partner like they’re on a ship on choppy water. Jacques can use his legs to bounce them, or he can easily use his arms to “steer” them like a ship’s wheel when they lean side to side.
“Whoa! Aye, the gigglin’ storm is gettin’ stronger! I better steer us in the opposite direction!” (Jacques tickles a different spot that makes his partner lean the other way).
“These waves of giggles are nearly going to tilt the ship over! Good thing I’m an excellent captain to keep us afloat!”
Betty:
~ Betty is the epitome of a sweet, teasing, and gentle ler.
~ Most of the time, she’ll let out her own little giggles when tickling someone. She can’t help but chuckle when she gets a good spot, or hears a big reaction.
~ Her go-to method of tickles are soft tickles, like light scratches and fluttering her fingers. Don’t be fooled though; even if Betty’s strategy is feather-soft tickles, she can certainly get some big, boisterous reactions from her friends. She’s skilled at gently fluttering her nails over ticklish spots to make someone melt into soft giggles.
~ She’s great at giving massages, and tickly massages are no exception. She’s sneaky sometimes, making sure someone least expects it before slipping her wiggling fingers into the crevices of someone's ribs or underarms. This especially occurs when the person was stubborn about taking a moment to relax in the first place. (Dorian has had his fair share of sneak attacks or massages turned into sneak attacks from Betty for this very reason.)
~ Sometimes if Betty tricks someone into her tickles, she’ll act all innocent, until she can’t help fawning or cooing at the person over how adorable they are.
“What?” (She says with a giggle) “I’m not doing anything.” (Then later says) “Okay, maybe I will take credit. It’s too cute how you’re so ticklish.”
~ She doesn’t usually use rougher tickles, but she will use a few well timed digs occasionally to hear the cute surprise squeals from her friends that dissolve into giggles.
~ She’ll tease the person she’s tickling about “getting comfortable” for her tickles, but she, of course, will always make sure the other person is comfortable at all times. She’s always super gentle.
“Hehe, I hope you’re comfortable, because these tickles are just getting started!”
~ Betty mostly targets Mateo, Dorian, Teddy, Amir, and even Nightmare—but Betty is a tickle monster, so everyone who needs to smile or needs to relax will get tickles on her watch. If anyone is sad around her, they better be prepared for a round of Betty’s cheer up tickles.
~ Betty is an excellent partner to team up with in a tickle fight. Not only can her expertise in soft tickles pair well with fast-paced or more gentle tickles, but she’s great at bouncing teases back and forth with someone.
Amir: “Ah, I think we’ve found another tickle spot Betty.”
Betty: “Oh, really? I think you better stay in that spot, just to be sure.”
~ Betty is the best at taking care of someone after she delivers her tickle attacks. For instance, if they turn sleepy, she will make someone comfortable and tuck them in a blanket so they can take a well-earned nap (she always thinks it’s the most adorable thing when she places a blanket over the home’s resident blanket, Mateo). Similarly she’ll offer to snuggle or cuddle up beside them and sometimes fall asleep with them.
~ When Betty is tickled though, she’s so sweet that she’ll complement, and usually fluster, the person who’s tickling her.
“Ohoho! Yohohou’re just too ahahahadorable right nohohow!”
~ She has super bouncy laughter that’s just a joy to hear. It’s so bright and full of energy, yet soft and delicate. It’s like she’s chuckling, but a chuckle that keeps on going while she’s tickled.
~ While laughing, Betty sometimes hovers a hand over her mouth as she lies back and takes the tickles, allowing the sweet sound of her giggles to come out. She’s not trying to cover her smile or act tough, it’s more so a mannerism of hers she does. With her romantic partner, she’ll lace her fingers with her partner in one hand while her other hand just hovers above her mouth as she laughs.
~ Betty is not one to wiggle or squirm while she’s tickled. She’ll occasionally twist and throw an arm around her torso reflexively depending on where she’s tickled, but she won’t kick or try to escape. She’ll compact herself and curl up into a ball occasionally, if anything.
~ She’s most ticklish at the back of her ribs. She usually has her softer giggles, but getting her there will get a few louder giggles from her. The sides of her belly are a good spot too.
~ Those that get her the most with tickles are Nightmare, Teddy, Amir and Mateo (if he’s being brave), but a lot of the house objects find Betty approachable and are friendly enough with Betty to tickle her here and there if she looks like she needs to perk up, or if she needs a laugh.
~ Betty is a great deliverer of tickle hugs, but if she’s being tickled by her romantic partner, sometimes she’ll embrace her partner in a hug, giggling away into their shoulder, not trying to pull away and just drinking up the joy of the moment.
~ If she and her romantic partner are snuggling, expect her to sneak in some tickles here and there—like if her hand is resting on someone’s side, or she delivers a poke or two when facing her partner, or if she sneaks some tickly kisses in at their neck.
~ Either with friends, or her romantic partner, she enjoys the closeness of it all, and loves the happiness that comes from tickling her friends or her friends tickling her.
Eddie & Volt:
~ Both Eddie and Volt are pretty equally ticklish, but Eddie is a bit more ticklish. Eddie also appears more ticklish since he has a more boisterous laugh that can (almost) shake the room. Volt has indeed teased Eddie once or twice before about being the more “sensitive” one, to which Eddie responds that Volt is the “loud” one.
~ If tickled, Eddie will be able to hold in his giggles temporarily before his smile wobbles and snickers start to spill from him, eventually leading giggles bursting from him soon after. Occasionally, while trying really hard to hold back his laughter, a snort will accidentally slip from Eddie, immediately making this man’s cheeks blush pink. If asked about his snort later, Eddie will refuse to admit that he made such a sound.
~ Volt, on the other hand, can’t hold his laughter in for a second. Volt will break out laughing as soon as fingers touch his ticklish spots. It usually starts out with a yelp like a chihuahua, or a screech from a parrot before a flood of giggles follows.
~ Eddie is the most ticklish at his ribs. Volt is the most ticklish at his hips. Meeting in the middle, the belly is a close second for both of them. Soft tickles work effectively on Eddie’s hands, Volt’s ears, and both of their necks. Both of them scrunch up their shoulders from the soft tickles at their neck.
~ Eddie’s laugh is deep and raspy, but also a bit airy like a wheeze. When he’s really giggling, it’s like his giggles are rumbling from his chest. Also, sometimes his snickers sound like crackles of electricity, especially when he’s trying to hold in his laughter at first.
~ Volt on the other hand has squeaky, high-pitched giggles, contrary to his usual suave persona. It’s like his laughter is surging through his whole body and he has to get the giggles out as quickly as possible, resulting in speedy rates of laughter. He’ll screech in the middle of his giggles too if he’s taken off guard from the switch to another ticklish spot.
~ Eddie and Volt are both squirmers. Eddie will clamp his arms to his sides, accidentally pinning the wiggling hands to himself, and will occasionally shove or kick. Volt will flail, claw at the air, and try to grab hold of the hands tickling him. Eventually, Volt will usually lose the fight, and he’ll squeeze his arms close to himself or curl himself up.
~ ELECTRIC. TICKLES. Both Eddie and Volt have the ability to produce sparks of electricity from the tips of their fingers and it tickles (Shoutout to anon for this headcanon lol). Eddie and Volt think it’s really fun dishing them out and seeing everyone’s reactions to their wiggling fingers paired with electricity. They usually save their electric tickles for last, like the final act of their tickle attack. But they CAN NOT take what they dish out. Both of them are super weak to the other’s electric tickles. Volt will basically scream if Eddie uses tickly shocks against him; it’s a miracle that the lights don’t shatter. Eddie will bark out a yelp before tossing his head back, kicking at Volt, and dissolving into an abundance of cackles if Volt uses tickly electricity against him.
~ If both of them are getting tickled at once, be prepared for both of them to be a flustered pile of giggles and squeals. Usually, Eddie has someone to growl at if Volt started it, and Volt has someone to yell at if Eddie started it; however, when they’re both the targets, it’s extra flustering since they’re hearing each other getting tickled at the same time. To those tickling them, their laughter becomes an adorable harmony of high-pitched giggles and squeals from Volt and deep, raspy cackles from Eddie.
~ Even if they're flustered and both getting attacked with tickles side-by-side, they’ll still playfully banter and blame the other for their predicament.
Eddie: (to Volt) “Thihihis is all yohohohour fahahault!”
Volt: “Mehehehe??? Yohohou’re the one whohoho antagonized thehehem!”
~ If Volt and Eddie are a tag team against someone else? RIP. Eddie and Volt may bicker with each other occasionally, but when they work together it is dangerous. They are so in-sync, so good at communicating and tactically switching with each other they are basically tickle monster machines. Plus, their back and forth banter with each other weaves its way into their teases towards whoever they’re going for.
Volt: “Ah, live wire! Now that was a jump if I’ve ever seen one.”
Eddie: “It was a pretty big jump. Good thing we were holding you, or you might have jumped right into the ceiling.”
~ Volt is a master at teasing. If someone is under his tickly clutches, they are getting an earful of sweet sounding complements that would make even the toughest of characters flustered. Eddie growls at and scolds him through his giggles if Volt is using his teases against him, which Volt does all the time.
“My my, someone is a little ticklish, aren’t we?”
“Careful, live wire! If your laughter gets any higher, we may have to change all the lights in the Breaker Box.”
~ In addition, Volt is skilled at rallying other people to help in his tickly missions. For instance, he’ll easily convince people that Eddie is a “grump, a grouch” and he can easily convince people into helping him take down Eddie.
~ Eddie is much more lenient on the teases, but that doesn’t mean he can’t say a flustering line here and there. Eddie will point out how many giggles they’re letting out, or how ticklish someone is—partially because he’s teasing, but also because he sometimes is genuinely surprised by how ticklish some of his friends are (despite himself being pretty ticklish). With Volt or his romantic partner, Eddie is more comfortable laying the teases on thick.
(Eddie is tickling volt) “Well, would you look at that. The suave host of the breaker box is so very, very ticklish. Wait ‘till our guests get to hear this.”
~ Eddie doesn’t usually initiate tickle fights alone. He usually waits until he knows he has a partner to team up with, like Volt or the player. Eddie usually only initiates a tickle fight himself if it’s against Volt, the player, or his romantic partner. Or, he’ll occasionally use it against those like Tony if he’s getting on his nerves. Or, maybe if he can’t think of another way to cheer up his friends that are usually bubbly, like Betty and Beverly, then he might resort to tickling, “just this once!”
~Volt, on the other hand, will happily initiate a tickle fight, whether he has a teammate or not. He’ll go for everyone if he could, but he has his common targets. Of course, Eddie is the first target, but Volt also goes for those like Tony, Amir, and Dorian to mess with them and those like Betty, Beverly, and Rainey to cheer them up if they need it.
“Come now, smile my friend! What seems to be keeping you down?”
~ Eddie and Volt are very mindful not to push anyone too far. Volt will sometimes get lost in the fun of it all, but he’s still careful not to go overboard. If the Breaker Box boys are on a team, sometimes Eddie is the one that reminds Volt and reels them both in to give the person a break.
~ The people that usually target Eddie and Volt are each other, of course, but Tony, Beverly, Betty, Rainey, and on the rare occasion, Amir are the ones who usually go for them. The ones who target them think it’s the silliest thing to see them both go completely silent at the idea of them getting tickled. Their friends know to approach them with a team attack; if they tickle one of the Breaker Box boys, they have to go for the other since they might get double teamed if their plan fails, so they bring backup. Believe Eddie and Volt that they are definitely ones to deliver revenge tickles.
~Both Eddie and Volt will coo at their romantic partner over how cute they are when getting tickled. If their romantic partner does the exact same thing to them though, they'll both go red in the face.
~ Both will deliver tickly kisses towards their romantic partner. Volt usually takes their whole face in his hands before smothering them with love, while Eddie wraps his arms around his partner and delivers tickly kisses and nuzzles from there.
Amir:
~ He’s more of a ler that likes to deliver tickles, but he also definitely enjoys the radiant joy from both parties that comes from being tickled. More often than not though, with him being the center of attention, it’s hard for his friends not to tickle him.
~ Usually, he’s able to act confident, but if someone suggests tickling him, his confidence can crumble, quickly making him blush and fumble his words.
~ Surprise tickles will make him jump one hundred percent of the time; his reaction will have him nearly bounce to the ceiling. His jump is almost always paired with an “EEK!” followed by Amir clasping both hands across his mouth. (Thank you again to the anon who originally sent this headcanon because it now is canon to me)
~ Amir will snicker through his hands trying to hold in his giggles, but he’ll let out little “hehe!”s that give his laughter away immediately. When Amir knows he’s about to explode into full-blown laughter, it’s usually a sound like “Pffffst- hahahaha!” before he attempts to nab at the wiggling fingers tickling him.
~ He has a very smooth laugh when tickled; it’s a continuous flow of rich bouts of laughter from the center of his chest, with the occasional squeak or squeal. His poised and proper personality is not immune to sounding like a squeaky toy or glass cleaner wiping across a mirror while he’s tickled. He even sometimes lets out snickers that sound like a glass cleaner bottle like, “Kehehe!” “Ksh- hehe!”
~ When giggling, Amir will ironically cover his face because he’s so flustered he doesn’t know what to do with his hands. He peaks through his fingers though, and he doesn’t hold his hands to his face for very long, especially when he realises there’s teases that might be coming his way because of it.
Player: “Oh, the mirror is covering his face? Now that’s silly!”
Player: “Hey, don’t cover your smile! I wanna see it!”
~ Amir will use his long hair to veil his blush sometimes, either by titling his head into his shoulder or pushing his own hair into his face when his hands are by his head.
~ Amir is pretty much averagely ticklish, but his feet are where he’s most ticklish (Shoutout again to anon for that headcanon lol). His feet are usually not a spot that is targeted by his friends in quick ambush attacks, so he’s safe, but if his feet are tickled, it’s like he suddenly becomes the most ticklish person in the household. He’ll make high-pitched squeaks and squeals and giggly kicks as he tries to reach for the tickly hands, but if he can’t reach them, then he’s lying on the floor in a giggly puddle with his hands over his blushing face. At first, his friends thought he didn’t have a most ticklish spot, that is until they found his feet, and they were pleasantly surprised.
~ Oh, he snorts. If you get a really ticklish spot for a certain amount of time, not only does he snort, but a blush appears right away. It might be only one snort, but it's so cute and so prominent that it's going to be hard to just ignore it. It’s possible for him to snort if you get a good spot on his torso, but he will definitely let out at least one snort if his feet are tickled.
~ To his friends, he’s an easy target, and a hilarious target to get (according to Jean Loo). The people who tickle him the most are Jean Loo, Betty, Bathsheba, and Johnny Splash, but he’s had a few run-ins with Eddie, Volt, Barry, Tyrell, Farya, and probably more than he can count.
~ He targets similar people with his tickle attacks. He’ll get Jean loo and Johnny when they're being playful pests, especially when they’re being obnoxious and disrupting his “reflection time” (Hehe…get it? 😏). He also gets Betty, Dorain, Barry, and Farya if he’s trying to get them to smile, or Bathsheba if he's trying to win an argument. He’s honestly like a versatile tickle monster that will go for anyone if provoked, or asked by someone to team up with them. If he’s tickled them, they’ve probably tickled him back though.
~ When he tickles his friends, he pounces! He has one goal in mind, and that’s to make his friends laugh while also teaching them a lesson! His so called “lessons” usually involve getting playful revenge on his friends if they were getting on his last nerve *cough cough Johnny Splash* or teaching them that they need to let loose and relax!
~ His go-to method of tickling is deviously spidering his fingers across ticklish spots, like skittering them up and down their ribs or sides like he’s playing a harp, or doing quick scribbles back and forth across their belly.
~ He’s totally one to complement someone while tickling them. He’ll complement things like their laugh and their smile. He can definitely be teasy if he wants to, also using his skills in complementing to fluster someone.
“Ah! There it is! Now just look at that gorgeous smile!”
“Ooh, that’s a really ticklish spot here isn’t it. Aww, you’re just too cute with that beaming smile.”
“Heh, does it tickle? Well, I would hope so! I’m tickling you, aren’t I?”
~ He’ll also act innocent too sometimes, stating, “What? This? I’m not doing anything” with a smirk on his face.
~ Amir is great at being an initiator of tickle fights, but he is also an excellent partner to team up with. He can be a devious tag-team partner. Usually, he teams up with Betty or Bathsheba, or even Jean Loo when they have the same objective in mind, but Amir can and is more than happy to tag-team with anyone else who asks.
~ He’s at a disadvantage if he's tickled first. Amir will try to get in a few tickly hits at the one attacking him to fight back, but if Amir is caught by surprise, the person will have him in their tickly clutches.
~ With his romantic partner, he doesn’t fight back as much. He lets them tickle him (that’s where his lee side comes in), though he’s no stranger to occasionally throwing another poke or two into the fray.
~ While tickling his romantic partner, he’ll sometimes rest his chin on their shoulder as he soaks in their joy. Occasionally, he’ll use his position to apply tickly kisses or nuzzles to their neck.
~ Tickly kisses work against Amir too, along with any other soft tickles. He’ll scrunch up his shoulders and squeak
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.”
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.)
Kanene's Notes: Aaaaa I need to write more tickle fics w Date Everything <3 they are so magnificent fr fr
Warnings: None! Ticklish Reader x Ler Daisuke. Around 1.000 words.
[~*~]
“Lay down,” he said, his voice calm and firm as ever, his lips warm and caring as he kissed the back of your neck. You shuddered, wincing as it pulled some tight muscles on your shoulders. This week really did a number on you.
“You don’t need to give me a massage, Daisuke. It’s fine.”
“I’ve already talked with Amir.” He answered absently, staring at your back with a furrowed brow, concentrated. Looking up, he found your eyes and let out a tiny smile, soft. “Turn around and lay down. I will take over from here.”
A huff of amusement left your lips, the seriousness of which each word was said, mingled with his obvious care, it was truly heartwarming. There was nothing else you could do, of course, then to comply to his request. Lifting your blouse just enough so he could worm his hands under it, Daisuke set himself to work.
His hands circled the length of your shoulders. One side, then other, travelling to the space of your neck, slowly crawling upwards to scratch at your nape and then going back down to trace the expanse of your shoulder blades. Not a single knot or inch of your muscles was forgotten.
Your breath hitched.
Except.
His touch was too much light.
You pressed your face a bit more firmly on the bed under you, feeling the light rumbles of Betty’s amused chuckles around your uncontrollable smile, fingers gripping the mattress as another ticklish sparkle teased the lovely spot under your shoulder blades, too close of your ribs.
How could you say to be surprised? Years and years of taking care of your ceramics, of course even Daisuke’s firmer touch would still be light enough to not even chip the most delicate of the plates.
Noticing your shudder of reaction, and mistaking it for pain, Daisuke softened even more his massage, only his fingertips pressing “firmly” on the edge of the back of your ribs, drawing circles across the muscles just like Amir told him to do.
“Relax.”
Somehow, this words only seemed to make your ticklishness grow stronger, fishing a squeak from your lips. He stopped.
“Does it hurt?”
Turning your face to the side, you tittered, reactions only getting louder when Daisuke pressed once more on the spot, digging just a bit in search of the horrible knot that was making you squirm around in pain, high pitched sounds of protests leaving your mouth over and over again.
“Ack! Nohohoho! Please!” More yelping, bubbling titters filled the room, each sound and each touch only teasing your senses further, making tiny, ticklish sparkles travel the entirety of your back, filling each one of your weak spots on it with buzzing, anticipatory tingles. “Tihihihickles! It tihihihickles-”
Ah. Daisuke thought, fond, melted, sweet, looking at your adorable face shining in a beautiful smile, hearing that melodious laughter and realizing that he wouldn’t mind at all to keep listening to it over and over again. I see.
“Please, I ask for you to stop giggling yourself silly, I am trying to help you to relax.” There was a hint of smile in his voice, and a playful glint on his eyes that made you only squeal louder, especially as his hands spread in claws and began gently vibrate on your higher ribs, taking their sweet time to crawl downwards to your sides.
Each touch of his was precise and, with the same single-minded focus he was previously searching for every tense knot or aching muscle of yours, now his curious, prodding and wiggling fingers were searching for every sweet spot, every weak, ticklish place that had you jolting under his hands, laughing adorably, squirming from one side to another, letting out the most mesmerizing, precious sounds, clinging to the mattress in a lovely way, not even trying to push his tickles away.
Daisuke pinched lightly at your sides, softening with how it sneaked crackles in your laughter, swiped his fingertips again and again across your lower back, scratching softly along it as you chuckled wheezes and kicked your legs. He prodded your spine, up and down and up and down, watching hypnotized as you snorted, squeaked and let out a string of half baked words, then spread his hands on your shoulder blades, taking turns in digging on every ticklish spot around it and drumming, amazed at how uncontrollable, how loud and mirthful your laughter could go.
He took his time, just like he did polishing every plate to the brightest, sharpening his every knife, cooking every dish and organizing every self with his most loved ceramics. With patience, attention and care he found every single one of your ticklish spots, he grazed lightly at them and then vibrated on each one unmercifully, he caressed then squeezed and brushed and poked and tickled, tickled, tickled, again and again until your arms finally came down and held (as best as you could) his playful fingers.
Even so, his chuckles, amused and endeared and everything else in between, still danced with your remanent, looping giggles, a grin fixed permanently on your face, a light, relaxed feeling taking over and melting the tension on your muscles, leaving a good, happy feeling behind.
“Hm, good. Now, truly, do not move, I will start your massage.”
It didn’t take long before unstoppable, ticklish laughter was once more ringing in the air.
