do you have any hcs for lee!kon (omegaverse or not) i'm really curious since there isn't alot of lee!kon content 🥹✌️
Oh hello! tbh I don't have much headcanons for Kon (even though he is super amazing and I really like him <3) but I spent some time in the last days thinking about some so let me say them here!
Again, I didn't read the comics or anything so this is very ooc but :D)b hope u enjoy!
I've seen in a fic before that Kon is SUPER DUPER ABSOLUTELY WEAK for being treated gently AND I 100% AGREE! So please PLEASE imagine da boi absolutely MELTING, DYING, BLUSHING AND GIGGLING, even, when he receives any kind of soft, light tickles
(Something something being unvulnerable and it wouldn't matter if they chose to be rough with him because he can not be hurt by it but the fact that they chose not to be, to still treat him gently, still treat him with care and this matters something something)
Like, like, light scratching on his back or a few scribbles under his chin or someone softly tracing lines on his cheeks and ears and neck and he is IMMEDIATELY down. You can visibly see him getting more and more flustered as the time goes by, listen to how his giggles grow quicker and wobblier while he is trying so, SO hard to not fly or squirm away from the tickles because he is loving every second of this
(One formula to always have a melting, giggly Kon is to lightly tickle him w one hand and softly scratch his scalp with the other one btw but shhhh don't tell the tabloids, it will destroy his cool persona)
May I add here: Ticklish arms. Even better yet: ticklish biceps. Thank you sm for your attention
He can not and I must repeat: He can NOT deal with antecipation at ALL. If he gets any hint that his friends are going to tickle him he WILL be jumping between smirking snarks and playful pokes of fun until they snap and just tickle him at once (works very well for Cassie! Bart usually don't play the waiting game, that boi WILL be tickling Kon immediately if he feels like it KJUHYGTFREDFG)
Now that plan only holds one problem and that problem is called: Tim. Who not only is a young brother (so very well versed in the art of Annoying Someone Until They Freaking Snaps and Tickle You Dead Lovingly) but also a Smug Lil Shit (also lovingly <3) who will be staring Kon deep in his eyes, one brow up, clawing his hands so incredibly slow towards Kon's torso while Superboy's words began to mush into protests and threats and whines
Until Kon is the one who just snaps and just pull Tim's tickly hands close with his TTK and even though he is literally the one who PULLED THE TICKLES TOWARDS THE SPOT he jumps and shrieks all the same
The rest of core four thinks this is the funniest thing ever and they all tease Kon endless about this btw
I also like to think about Kon's TTK's powers as an extension of his senses so, if he is tickled long enough or caught by surprise, it will go a little of control and it usually ends up with whoever is tickling him being pulled closer or as if there's a heavy blanket snuggling around them.
Idk how to articulate this well but pls imagine Kon just minding his bussiness, maybe having a snack when a speeder just full of pent up energy decides that it's Tickle Time then Kon blinks and he is locked in an orange tornado being attacked everywhere with quick pokes and tasering prodding and blink-and-you-will-miss-it squeezes absolutely everywhere until he is laying on the floor and his snack is gone
His tickle fights with Cassie usually are taken up in the air btw <3 just two super beings flying admist laughter and weak threats all around the Teens Tower while the rest of the group mind their bussiness <3 peace and love on planet earth (super plus bonus that Kon can be a little less controlled in all his squirming and super strength when he is being tickled by Cassie juhygtfjhgfcdxskjh)
ALSO ALSO ALSO
PURRING
KON
THAT BOI PURRS WHEN HE IS HAPPY AND RELAXED SO YOU CAN BET THAT HE WILL JUST IMMEDIATELY START PURRING LIKE A MACHINE WHEN HE IS TICKLED THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK
Rip all the team when he decides to get revenge tho, but this will be reserved for another round of headcanons jhygtfrghujik
Hope you liked this, anon! It's little but it's honest work <3 <3 <3 <3
Here’s another art trade that I did for a buddy of mine @just-a-fluffy-knight! I have yet to watch the Superman movie but Clark is indeed a cutie pie hehe
shouting into the void for a lee!vigilante rp!! i’m a seasoned role player who can be pretty flexible about all this stuff, tumblr or discord, etc. i’m literate and up, and only rp with other adults, as i myself am 22. i don’t have any hard set rules for your muse, but i am a big vigilmaker and econovig shipper hehe
i need to rp adrian chase being loved and tworded so bad. my idea for a plot was that he’s trying to get better at resisting torture, and your muse suggests tickling as a way to build up that sort of stamina. adrian immediately falls apart but is so so stubborn about it. it will get fluffy.
alternatively i would love a superbat tickle rp!!! i play battinson!
I can just imagine after the fighting is all over and they’re on their way off of the island, Harley also has this realization. So she takes the task upon herself, teasing him by “poking” all the “dots” on his suit until he’s a giggling and blushy mess. He never once protests. He also has a hard time asking for more when it’s brought up but she always figures it out before he has to 🥺🥺🥺
Life got me thinking about Bart getting tickled and how he probably isn't able to stand still through it at ALL which ends up w him getting away from the tickle attack by mistake and being sad when he actually manages to escape
That leads to Tim planning the perfect layout w both Cassie and Kon across the room so everytime Bart escapes from someone's tickly clutches he immediately stumbles (all giggly and crackling and clumsy because tickles always leaves his mind and body in scrambles) into another friend's very awaiting very tickling arms so he can't escape his tickly fate at all ♡♡♡♡
Anyway the mental image of Bart being like a giggly pinball jumping from one tickly embrace to another across the room over and over while Kon/Cassie/Tim all tease him with "awww, but I wanted more Bart Tickle Time :(" and "Oh, it's my turn with Giggly Bart now? So kind of you to walk right into my arms ^^" again and again while he gets more and more giggly until he finally melts into the tickles and stay was too strong ♡♡
A/N: hey everyone!!! this took me a bit, but it kinda got away from me and turned into a little story of its own haha. i wrote this with the animated universe in mind, but honestly i think it’ll work with a few.
anyways, this was a request! lee!edward getting ganged up on by ler!harley and ler!pamela. hope you like it!!!
It was rare that anyone in Arkham would be such a ray of sunshine, being the drab and dank place that it is, but Harley Quinn was definitely the exception. Despite her treatment at the hands of guards, her clown of an ex, and the bat alike, she was always surprisingly upbeat as she passed through the halls of the facility, hands cuffed behind her back.
Her cheery attitude didn’t exactly mesh with her fellow rogues, though none of them were immune to her disarming charms. This meant that the room full of murderers and scoundrels all took pause when she entered, giving her soft smiles or begrudging greetings as she went ahead to settle into the rec room.
Well, all but one person.
Edward Nashton, or Nygma, as he had legally changed it to, was not exactly chipper on this stormy day- not that he was ever “chipper.” It’s just that today he seemed more put off than usual, based on the way he was stewing in the corner. There was an abandoned chessboard on the table beside him, likely from Jervis or Jonathan having grown frustrated with his attitude mid-game. It wasn’t uncommon, though it did present a challenge to the doctor as she assessed the situation.
Edward was one of her closest friends. It would be a crime not to help him out! He obviously needed someone there to cheer him up, for whatever reason, and who better than the sweetheart of Arkham herself?
(No, not Ivy. She was currently busy by the window, gardening. Though Harley was sure she could get her to help out if necessary.)
“Hey Eddie~!” She cooed as she skipped over and took the seat across from him, giving that same magical smile.
Edward gave her a half-hearted, “Quinn.” not even looking up from the floor.
Hmph. This was worse than she thought!
“What’s got ya so wound up today, hon?” she asked, a bit of her professionalism seeping through from her days as a staff member in this same institution.
He raised an eyebrow at her, before staring back at the ground with a rather childish, “You just wouldn’t understand.”
“Try me.” she deadpanned, leading to her fellow inmate to purse his lips.
Edward knew that Harley was not somebody to underestimate. While Joker had tossed her aside and treated her like a jockey, he could tell she was much more intelligent than she let on. She was also stubborn- Which meant there wasn’t much of a chance of him getting out of this without telling her the truth.
He sighed, finally looking directly at her as he laid his chin in his hands, “It’s Batman. I’m sure you’re aware I was only just sent back here yesterday... I have reason to believe he’s found someone else to antagonize. Why won’t he realize that I’m the only one in this city who’s worthy of being his equal...?”
Harley blinked, a part of her tempted to admit that pretty much everyone but him knew he was a second tier villain at best. Though she knew how fragile the other’s ego was, and what he really needed right now was moral support. Like a break up! He’d been there for her when she went through her messy separation, albeit with his usual awkward stoniness, so it was only right that she return the favor.
“Aw, come on Ed. He’s not worth your time.” she waved her hand dismissively, “If anything, he should be locked up in here with us! He’s no better than... Jonathan! Just using fear to escape a lonely life and exert some sort of sick power over others.”
From the couch across the room, Crane looked up from his book, unimpressed. Clearly, he wanted no part of this.
Harley gave an awkward laugh and wave to her old professor, before turning back to Edward, “-Either way, I think you could do better.”
Edward raised an eyebrow, “...Really?”
She nodded, swinging her legs excitedly, “Yeah! Once we bust outta here, we should get you on some dating apps. Maybe go to a few Comic Cons. There’s gotta be someone out there who’s just as nerdy as you-!” she giggled as she poked him in the shoulder teasingly, watching the other puff up defensively.
“I don’t need a partner! I need a rival to sharpen my wits. I just- I want him to see that we’re the same. Is that too much to ask?” Edward snapped, pouting once more.
Harley’s smile faded for a moment, and she seemed to think for a moment, “....Get up.”
“What?” Edward seemed baffled at the sudden order, especially coming from her.
“Stand up! I wanna try somethin’!” She beamed, motioning for the other to get out of his chair. At this point, most of the other inmates were busy in their own little worlds, though a few took notice when Nygma stood. Especially since Harley looked so unnervingly excited.
Quinn walked over with a rather threatening look in her eye, hidden by her giddy smile, “Ok, now put your hands up.”
He hesitated, leading to a gentle, “Come on~! I’m not gonna hurt ya!”
Edward nervously raised his arms above his head, his baggy uniform falling over his slender form due to weeks of avoiding meals. He’d probably been up for days, based on his demeanor. He really put his whole heart and soul into this rivalry, Harley thought.
These small details of the other’s appearance only spurred on the psychiatrist as she stalked around him like a predator, deciding she knew exactly what she had to do. Then, when she was sure he wouldn’t expect it, Harley clamped down under his arms, wiggling her fingers against his skin through the loose fabric. In her opinion, laughter was the best medicine, and if Eddie was going to hold back like that, she certainly wasn’t.
If no one had been paying attention to them before, Edward sharp yelp would have tipped everybody off. He immediately brought his arms back down with a strangled giggle, doing his best to shoot Harley a look as she continued with her hands wedged under his arms.
She merely laughed along in response, cooing, “Awh Eddie, you’re so cute when you’re laughing like this. Kitchy koo~!”
“Harleen!” he hissed through gritted teeth, his cheeks already a bright red color as he tried to squirm free of her grasp.
After a moment he managed to pull away and get those blasted fingers out from his hollows- only for his arm to once again by suspended above him by some unidentifiable force. He looked up in horrified confusion, only to find thick vines wrapped around each wrist, holding him up like he was the catch of the day at Gotham Harbor..
“ISLEY!”
The purring voice of the botanist did nothing to soothe his flustered anger as she appeared beside her current partner in crime, “Yes, Edward...?”
Eddie bit down on his cheek to keep himself from bursting into laughter from the light yet overwhelming sensations, leading to his fiery responses being entirely silenced. Harley had barely even let up while the fiendish red-head had done her work, her fingers now trailing up his biceps and back down just to make him jump.
“Look Eddie, we just wanna help ya! Now, be a good little gigglebug and laugh.” Harley gave her victim an evil smirk, before moving down to dig into his prominent ribs.
Edward immediately acted like all the air had been sucked from his lungs, before he finally fell into real, authentic laughter. It was honestly a marvel that no guard had come to check on the group yet, considering how noisy they’d become both from Edward’s current predicament, and the snickers of onlookers.
His laugh was more sweet and melodic than most people would think, and it was almost bouncy as he squirmed around. It sounded much more innocent than the man who was behind it.
“C’mon Eddie, that’s it,” Pamela hummed as she stepped around him, obviously enjoying watching the other get so flustered. His cheeks heated up as she fluttered her leaves and flower petals across his neck from the greenery continuing to hold him up, affectively turning his mind to mush.
“Youhou’re both dEAHAHAEEEE-!” Edward’s final attempt at a threat fell off into a squeal when Harley suddenly moved down to his hip bones with her own sporadic movements, making him buck as he tried to pull his arms free.
“Jackpot!” Harley sang, focusing all her attention on the dips and protruding bone. She was pure evil alright.
Edward’s squealing soon tapered off into begging and hiccuping giggles as he slowly lost his energy, all of which were practically indecipherable anyways, “Harleen! Pleaseheheheease-! Noho-!”
Harley hesitated, making an over-exaggerated face as if contemplating something grand, “Mmm... I don’t think you’re all cheered up yet...”
“I aham Ihihihiamm-!!!” He wheezed, his laughter starting anew as Quinn moved up a little to trace at his sides.
Harley and Ivy shared a look, and Harley eventually shrugged, slowing her movements to a stop. He’d had enough for the day.
Edward immediately sunk to the floor as Ivy’s vines guided him in a manner that would keep him from injuring himself, and soon the green weeds bloomed flowers to serve as a sort of mattress for the man to rest on. He continued giggling airily from the leftover ghost tickles and slight movements of the flora, the two watching. him curiously. Eventually he looked up at the both of them with a more genuine, honestly pretty cheesy smile.
There’s the Edward they knew and loved!
Harley was the first to react, per usual. She squealed excitedly and went to tackle him in a hug, which he begrudgingly returned as Ivy sat down cross legged beside them on their living carpet. The rest of the rogues had gone back to their own business, leaving the three to their own devices now that Edward had been so fiercely pulled out of his funk.
After a moment of comfortable silence, Edward spoke up with a surpassingly shy, “Er... thank you. Both. I needed that. Even if it was insufferable, it was... nice.”
Harley simply hummed happily and hugged him tighter, while Ivy was left to wave him off. He made Harley happy, so he was clearly worth their time.
Harley remained cuddled up between the two indefinitely after it was all said and done, rambling on about nothing in particular and helping get Ed’s mind off of the Bat for once in his life. And after recreational hours were done? She would get Edward to a meal and help him get back to his feet before their next breakout and/or parole hearing. And even if she acted aloof, Ivy would be with them every step of the way.
