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Masterpost! (Take 2…)
You can see all my drawings and writings under #fluffy writes shit and #my goofys
If something doesn’t have (lee! ler!) then it’s non tickle related.
(Last updated 7/1/26)
Writings.
Sanders Sides:
The trend. (lee!virgil ler!roman)
Sessions. (lee!patton ler!everyone)
A night out. (lee!patton ler!roman)
It’s just a prank bro! (lee!virgil ler!roman)
Sometimes you just gotta relax. (lee!virgil ler!patton)
The fit that killed Virgil… (lee!virgil ler!roman)
Alex’s Aspects:
You had to go to bed! (lee!alex ler!al-iety & alex h)
Anxious. (lee!al-iety ler!alex h)
What’s the matter? (lee!daniel ler!alexa)
Daniel x Lewis:
Idk what this is but I hope it’s good. (lee!daniel ler!lewis)
How the turns have tabled. (lee!lewis ler!daniel)
You asked for this! (lee!daniel ler!lewis)
Self insert:
Haunted house excursion. (lee!me ler!scarers)
Spidersona:
A Giggly Secret… (Lee!alexander ler!joshua)
TADC sona:
~none~
Neon:
A (not so) calm beginning.
Shadow Crawlers:
Vampires know best! (lee!alexander ler!elizabeth)
Legacy:
Dino Plush. (technically this was how legacy started)
Chapter 1: the first night.
Chapter 2: the group vacation.
Chapter 3: the invitation.
Chapter 4: the first night pt2.
Drawings.
Sanders Sides:
Roman always cheats when “wrestling” (lee!virgil ler!roman)
Alex’s Aspects:
~none~
Daniel x Lewis:
When Daniel asks Lewis for tickles. (lee!daniel ler!lewis)
Sneak attack from Lewis. (lee!daniel ler!lewis)
Self insert:
Nothing to say but self indulgent… (lee!me ler!bsf)
Not exactly what they were thinking (lee!me ler!gf)
Spidersona:
Gym with Alexander and Joshua. (lee!alexander ler!joshua)
TADC sona:
He can’t handle anticipation.
Neon:
~none~
Shadow Crawlers:
~none~
Legacy:
~none~
The fit that killed Virgil…
A/N: definitely not based off anything… nuh uh… not at all a self insert- (edit: omfg why did I get flustered reading this back….)
Words: 1,185
Ships: Romantic Prinxiety (oh how I’ve missed you)
TW: A bit of smut, kissing.
It was Virgil and Roman’s 6 year anniversary of being boyfriends. They’d started dating in 2019, after finally getting along.
Since it was their anniversary, Roman wanted to do something special. So he did what he normally does and was extra about it.
He had bought this beautiful red velvet dress that wasn’t too tight or too flowy, that gathered at the chest and tapered at the bottom. Along with some fancy black heels with red on the bottoms, and a nice matte lipstick.
Virgil however was not privy to all of this, it was a surprise that Roman was planning for him. He knows Virgil how never seen him in a dress, well, other than that one time. But that was more for himself.
What Roman doesn’t know about Virgil is the reason why he’s never seen Roman in a dress. He’s too scared.
Virgil’s scared to see Roman in a dress because in his mind ‘Roman is absolutely gorgeous, why would I not be scared?!’
So it’s never happened, until today. Virgil came down stairs to see the living room and kitchen spotless. He even smelled freshly baked brownies. (Virgil’s favorite)
Virgil walked out into the kitchen only to see Roman in a red dress with heels and lipstick on with an apron over top. Virgil swore he’d seen Marlyn Monroe.
“Oh, Virgil! There you are, I wa just about to call you down to tell you I made brownies.” Roman said turning to Virgil and taking off the apron. Virgil couldn’t take his eyes off of Roman.
“What’s wrong? Looks like you’ve seen a ghost… everything ok?” Virgil fixed his expression back to normal. “C-couldn’t be better.” His voice cracked a bit.
Virgil reached around Roman to take a brownie but Roman grabbed his wrist. “They’re still hot, love. You have to wait.” Virgil looked up at Roman’s eyes and got pink from the pet name.
Roman took both of Virgil’s hands into his and went in for a kiss. Virgil closed his eyes as he embraced it, locking lips with his boyfriend. They broke the passionate kiss and Roman guided Virgil onto the couch.
Virgil couldn’t process what was happening and sat on the couch as Roman brought Virgil in to snuggle at his side, with one arm over Virgil’s shoulder.
Virgil instinctively laid his hand on Roman’s chest but felt it was bare and pulled away, looking Roman up and down.
“What is it, honey? Why’re you staring at me?” Virgil froze, staring at Roman’s eyes as he got more flush. Roman saw his rosy cheeks and it clicked.
“Ohh… I get it. You’re flustered by my new look, aren’t you?~” Roman asked in a teasy tone. As Virgil just sat there, and looked away flush getting brighter.
“It’s ok. I think it’s cute~” Virgil sharply inhaled at that and covered his face, sinking into the couch. “What? Can’t look at me cause I’m sooo pretty?~” Roman leaned closer to Virgil as the emo leaned away a bit.
“Don’t ignore me. I know you just love me like this~” Roman traced a finger over Virgil’s sleeved arm as he said that. To which Virgil pulled away, whining.
“Oh? Is someone a bit sensitive right now?~” He traced his finger back up Virgil’s arm and at his neck, as Virgil squeaked and scrunched his neck. Still covering his face.
“Cmon, handsome… I know you wanna tell me just how much you love this~” Virgil brought his knees to his chest still not talking and trying not to giggle.
“Alright. If you’re not gunna talk I’m gunna make you~” Roman pushes down Virgil’s legs and shifts into his lap, with his arms around Virgil’s shoulder and started kissing his neck.
Virgil tries to scrunch up more but Roman’s head is in the way, as he kicks his feet, trying his best not to giggle.
“Is this what you wanted all along?~” Roman lifts one hand and traces a finger at his boyfriends neck, watching as he lifts a shoulder to block the traces, his ears getting pink.
“Would you look at these lovely little things? I wonder if they’re ticklish too?” Takes the finger and traces it up Virgil’s neck to around his ear. Virgil kicking his feet still.
“You have such defined features. It’s so hot~” Roman starts kissing his jawline, as Virgil moves his head down and away from the kisses, now squeaking slightly.
“How dare you reject my love! I guess we gotta do this the hard way~” Roman shifts and pushes Virgil down on the couch, sitting on his hips as he goes down to kiss at his collarbone.
Virgil squirms and drums his feet on the couch, as he whines a bit from not being able to giggle. Roman hears this and moves back to kissing his neck. Making Virgil finally break.
“EheHE! Ihi cahant! Prihincehe!” Virgil wiggles and kicks in his giddy state, as Roman keeps it up adding a few fingers fluttering at the other side of his neck.
“Nnnhehehe!” He tries to scrunch on both sides, but it’s too hard with Roman’s face nezzled in the crook of his neck.
“You enjoying this, my love?~” Roman put two fingers under Virgil’s chin to make him look at the prince. Virgil uncovers his face to look at his boyfriend with wide eyes and a growing blush.
They embrace each other once again and share a passionate kiss. Roman with both hands on Virgil’s face, and Virgil just laying there soaking in all of it.
The break and Roman moves to Virgil’s jaw just under his ear, he squeals and scrunches up pushing at princy’s head. Roman keeps going though, loving every giggle coming out of his mouth.
“You’re so noisy… I thought you’d be quieter.” Roman teased, scritching a finger behind Virgil’s other ear. “I’ll remember that for when we’re in bed.” Roman snickers at his joke.
“Rohomahan! HeheHEE! Shuhut uhup!” Roman stopped and looked at Virgil. Hair all disheveled, eye makeup smeared, hoodie almost completely wiggled off of him and best of all, the biggest grin you could ever see.
“So… you wanna do this again sometime, or…” Virgil looked at Roman red in the face and covered his face again, the prince still sitting on him.
“Hey, it was just a thought!” Virgil groaned and whined in his hands. He’s not gunna forget this for a long time.
~Bonus~
Patton walked into the kitchen earlier that afternoon to smell something delicious. “Ooh! Brownies!” He eyed the brownies and grabbed 3 of them, and shoved them in his mouth.
“Ah, ah Patton. Those are for Virgil.” Roman pulled Patton’s hands away. “Oh yeah, happy 6 year anniversary by the way! Also love the new dress!” Patton mentioned, going to bother Logan.
“Thanks Patton!” Roman said as the bespectacled side walked away, and Virgil walked down the stairs.
You have to go to bed!
A/N: This is with my aspect characters, and it was also inspired by this fic by: @cefstickles. So shoutout to them for the inspiration!
Words: 1,139
Ships: None.
"Ok wait, No. But, what if we use this concept ok-" "no we already tried that A Million times. We're not doing it!" Al-iety said, getting more aggravated by the minute. Alex was trying to come up with new ideas for her story, but it wasn't going very well.
it was currently 3 in the morning, and everyone was exhausted. It had been hours since they all started working, and they needed sleep. But in Alex's case, she was refusing to sleep until she got this done. "I know everyone is tired-" "tired is an understatement." Alex H interrupted. "Yes, I know. But we have to get this done so I can post it on Wattpad." Alex insisted.
Everyone groaned. They didn't want to be working on this anymore, and AL-DHD was already falling asleep. "Hey. Wake up!" Al-iety demanded. "Huh? Wha- oh. Yeah, I'm awake!" As she said that she slowly started to fall asleep again, and before they knew it, she was out like a light.
"Ok, who's gunna help me carry her." "I'll help ya." Al-iety insisted. "You take the feet, I'll take the arms." "Ok." And just like that, they hoisted her up and brought her to her room. When they came back they saw that everyone else had left. Except for Alex.
"Ok, girl. You need some sleep. Turn your laptop off, we'll finish in the morning." Alex H stated. "No... I wanna finish it tonight." Alex whined. "No, we'll finish it in the morning." Al-iety repeated. "But-" "No buts." "Hehe, you said butts..."
Alex had been so tired that she was now loopy. "Oh my god, can you just go to bed already?! What is it gunna take for you to do that!?" Al-iety said, now very agitated by the situation. "I dunno... for me to get this done tonight." Alex said, with a little sliver of hope that they would fall for that. (They didn't)
"Nope. Not happenin'." Alex H said. "Give me the laptop." Alex H demanded. "No! I wanna keep working!" Alex whined. She was starting to sound like a toddler at this point, with how defiant and whiny she was. Alex H caught on to that, and so she then started playing up the situation by counting to three.
"1..." Alex H said in a slow manner. "Are you seriously giving me the count down right now..." Alex asked in an annoyed tone. "2..." Alex H said, a smirk slowly playing upon her face. "I'm not falling for it." Alex said. There was a long pause before she said the last number. As she was counting Alex had been so focused on her, that she didn't see Al-iety sneaking up behind her.
"3." As Alex H said that she grabbed the laptop, and closed it. As she did, Al-iety had latched her hands onto Alex's sides, which elicited a sharp inhale from her and a flinch. "Are you gunna give me the laptop now?" Alex H said with a smirk on her face. Alex couldn't respond, or else it would just be giggles.
Al-iety took that as a sign to start squeezing. Alex's grip loosened on the laptop, as she started giggling up a storm. "I'll take that as a yes." Alex H said as she took the laptop from Alex's hands. Al-iety kept it up, especially if she tried to fight back or reach for the laptop.
"Are you going to go to bed now?" Al-iety asked. "Eeehhehee!! Yahahh!!" Alex couldn't get a single word out with out giggling. Alex H had left to put the laptop somewhere that Alex couldn't get to it. While she was gone, Al-iety had a little fun.
"You know, your laugh is kinda cute. I might just stay like this forever." Al-iety said in a teasing tone. Alex was so slap happy that she couldn't even form sentences anymore. If she did it, it would just be giggles. "Oh really?" Al-iety had been so focused on Alex, she didn't see the figure standing in the doorway behind her.
Al-iety flushed at the sudden teasing tone coming from the usually serious person. But she brushed it off, and instead used it as an opportunity. "Hey! Perfect timing. You wanna help me with this?" She said pointing to the hysterical puddle in front of her. Alex H shrugged. "Yeah, sure. Why not."
Alex H then made her way over to the pinned person and went for her neck. Scritching her fingers on Alex's neck like there's no tomorrow. Alex was in loopy stitches for a while. Until they both finally stopped, and gave her a break. Breathing heavy, Alex just sat there and rolled into a little ball on the bed.
"So are you gunna go to bed now?" Alex H said, emphasizing every other word with a poke to her ribs. Making Alex roll around on the bed more, giggling to no end. "Yehes!" She said. Making sure that she said it loud enough so they could hear. "Ok, good." Al-iety said with a smirk on her face. "At least I know when you're bothering me how to get you to stop." She said, fluttering her fingers behind Alex's ear and under her neck, Just to make a point.
She was a giggly mess. It was so cute, that Al-iety almost didn't want to stop. But, she did anyway. Cause she figured that Alex had probably had enough already. "Ok, do you want us to leave you in here so you can sleep, or do you want us to say goodnight first?” Alex H asked. "I want you to say good night." She said, once again in a higher voice.
Alex H said good night, and left Al-iety and Alex in there to talk for a bit. "Good night Alex." "Night Al-iety." Alex said back. "Hey!" She called. "What?" "Tonight w-was fun... I... had fun... with you." Alex stuttered, a blush appearing across her face. Even though it was dark, Al-iety still knew it was there. "I had fun too. Maybe we can even do that again sometime..." Al-iety said, a small smirk adorning her face.
As Al-iety left, she took one more look in the room, and then shut the door behind her. She then looked over and saw Alex H leaning against the wall, with a huge teasing grin on her face. "Shut up." "I didn't say anything." Alex H started. "Yet..." She said as she gave Al-iety one last teasing stare, and then walked away.
Al-iety groaned to herself, and then made her way to her bedroom as well. (Tomorrow’s gunna be interesting...) she thought, as she blushed harder knowing of her embarrassing fate to come.
Sometimes you just gotta relax.
Tickletober2024 Day 6.
Words: 1,099
Ships: Moxiety (either platonic or romantic, idc)
TW: None.
Virgil didn’t know why but he was in a very touchy feely mood today, and it unsettled him. He’s not the touchy feely type. So why he was in the mood to be in the sweet and warm embrace of a loved one, and never let go until the day he died was beyond him.
But nonetheless he still felt these feelings, and it seemed as though they weren’t going anywhere. So, he said ‘ah, f** it.’ And acted on the feelings. Which is why he was now standing in front of Pattons door.
He hesitated at first, but then, he begrudgingly knocked on the door awaiting the sweet welcoming words of his favorite friendly father figure figment. Just then, he heard a ‘Come in!’ And opened the door.
There on the bed laid a happy and content Patton on his stomach, coloring in a ‘Winnie The Pooh’ coloring book. “Hey kiddo!” He looked up to see his dark strange son looking at him, with a small loving smile. “What can I do ya’ for?” He asked, in his signature dad voice.
“Oh nothing.” He replied. “I just kinda wanted to… uh- well, I just thought you would wanna maybe… er- do you think we could, maybe, possibly…. Cuddle…??” It took him painfully long to blurt it out, but, when he finally did Patton looked at him with an excited ear to ear smile.
“Well, of course kiddo!! I’d love to!” He exclaimed. He shifted so he was now laying on his back, with his head against a propped up pillow. He then patted a spot next to him, for Virgil to lay. Virgil slowly walked over, hands shoved deep in his pockets. He gave a half smile at Patton, and then plopped himself down next to him, immediately cuddling up to the cardigan wearer.
“You wanna be little spoon?” Patton asked in a loving voice. Virgil nodded, shoving his head deeper into Patton’s chest to hide the growing blush. “Aww, you’re too cute to handle sometimes Virge…” he said stroking Virgil’s hair to soothe him, and relax him. His breathing leveling out as he quickly muttered out “nno’ cute…” he said in a sleepy tone, before inevitably falling asleep.
After about half an hour of relaxing scalp scritches and head rubs from Patton, Virgil then started shifting slightly as Patton switched from head scratches to shoulder scratches. “You alright there Virge?” As Patton asked that he then proceeded to take his scratching fingers downwards to Virgil’s lower back.
That’s when he started squirming back and forth. “Ohh, I get it.” Patton just then had the realization of what was happening. “Are my back scratches tickly tickling you?~” he asked in a borderline baby voice. That’s when Virgil started quietly whining, the little back tickles were bad enough but Virgil couldn’t handle the teasing too!
Yes, I know what you’re thinking. ‘Oh but he’s still asleep’ and to that I say he is slightly asleep. The more and more Patton keeps up the tickling -albeit very slight and gentle and light tickling yes, but it still tickles- the more and more awake and coherent he becomes. “Hey Virgie~” he called out. “I think someone’s about to get tickled in their favorite spot~” he said before fluttering and lightly scratching behind Virgil’s ear and in the crook of his neck.
If he wasn’t awake before, he was now. That had woken him up enough that he was now a puddle of light squeaky giggles. “Your gunna kill me with cuteness!! Stop bein’ so darn adorable!~” he said in a teasing tone. “EHEHEHheheh!! PAHHAhahaehehe!” He was a squirming scrunched up pile of laughter. “Aww, is this your melt spot?” Patton asked as he fluttered at a spot where Virgil’s jawline met his neck. When he did that Virgil just laid there with his neck half scrunched up and just melted into the touch.
“Oh… my g- Are You Purring!?” Patton started hearing low vibrations in Virgil’s giggles that almost sounded like purrs. “Nohohaha, Ihhhehehmhm nohahat!” He protested. “Mhmyyeheh voice ihisss juhusst sscrahachhyyehe!” He managed through the remaining giggles. I say ‘remaining’ because Patton was so thrown off by the sound that he unknowingly stopped tickling Virgil.
“Well either way, it’s adorable!” He said, with a genuine smile on his face. With that, he started the tickling and fluttering back up again. After a while Patton got bored, so he decided to pull Virgil up into his lap so he could explore other possible tickle spots. “Hmm…” he gave Virgil’s right lower ribs an experimental poke. Which resulted in Virgil clamping his arms to his sides and letting out a slight giggle.
Patton, liking the result he got, continued with the same motion on every other rib, and he got the same reaction every time. By the time he was satisfied, Virgil was a giggling panting mess. He loved every second of it. Patton then gave other experimental pokes all over Virgil’s tummy, and he was a giggly, squeaky, wiggly mess.
“Do you wike having youw tummy tickwed?~” Patton asked in a baby voice, that made Virgil audibly whine and cover his rising blush, as Patton kept poking around his stomach. That is, until he found a spot that made Virgil squeal and hide his face more. “What was that Virgie-Wirgie?” He poked it again and got the same squeal, but this time it earned him a few leg kicks and an ‘Ack!’. -which he was very proud of-
“Is this little button right here whats making you all squirmy?~” if Virgil could protest his teases right now he would, but he couldn’t. He was too busy being flustered by them to fight them, right now. Virgil was pulled from his train of thought though, as he felt a poke delivered to his navel. He gasped and laughed briefly.
“Oh~ Is this a good spot??~” Patton asked, delivering another poke and a quick flutter to his bellybutton. Patton was a little taken aback at how eager Virgil was to respond, and not only respond but give a nod. After about another 20 something minutes of this, Virgil was getting a bit restless. So, when Patton finally delivered a good 2 and a half minutes of armpit tickles Virgil signaled that he was done.
“You tired kiddo?” Patton asked, before Virgil even nodded Patton was already laying them back down on the bed, to have a nice nap together. With that, Virgil could confidently say today was a good day.
And, he wouldn’t be opposed to spending any other days just the same…
Haunted House Excursion.
A/N: This was originally inspired by a dream I had last night. After I woke up I knew I had to make a fic with it.
Words: 1,313
Ships: None(I couldn’t think of what to do for this so it’s in 1st person)
I had decided to go to a haunted house for the first time, but I went alone for the most immersive experience. When I got there I was immediately in the frightful spirit.
It was a little dark but there were colorful lights illuminating my path. There were cobwebs and caution tape strung across the walls, along with the staff, of course, that were dressed as zombies, ghosts, killer clowns and I think I even saw Micheal Myers at one point.
There would be pop out decorations, props that said ‘do not enter’, ‘turn around’ or ‘you’re gunna die’, and the aforementioned staff would be holding all sorts of prop murder weapons and tools.
Along with that, there were also different rooms that had different scenes played out in them.
So like one room would have a few of the staff having a tea party, in another room there would be a ritual and some others were just plain ‘ol’ torture rooms.
As I walked down the hallway of terrors, this one staff member dressed as a gothic serial killer clown jumped out from a door on my right and tried to scare me.
I jumped in shock “AH- God!” I yelled. He then started to recite the script that all the scarers have at haunted houses: “Ooh~ did I scare ya? You should be scared… what’s a little guy like you doin’ around here?”
I gave him an unamused glare. “Really? That’s the best you got?” He stared at me annoyed. “Well, yeah… I really thought that would work.” He said slumping in faux defeat.
I laughed a little and saw this as an opportunity to pull something. “Well you’re gunna have to think of something better then that to scare me!” I then grabbed his fake machete and ran.
“Wha- Hey! You little!” I was being chased by a killer clown in a haunted house on a random Wednesday evening. What a life…
As I ran from the now agitated clown, I saw an open door to a random room and ran inside. Only to be met with walls covered in knives, tables with sharp tools and many different holding chambers and torture machines. I. Was. F**ked to say the least…
Everyone in there turned to look at me and started grinning and getting out of their seats, with evil hungry eyes. Ngl these were some very believable actors/staff.
I saw one of the guys there had a ghostly clown outfit. I walked over to him and asked to borrow it. He gave it to me just in time, cause then in comes the aforementioned clown guy.
He then stalks over to me. “There you are…” he says in a low menacing tone. I immediately shrivel up into a ball as he’s now basically on top of me. “H-hi…” I wave.
He then takes the costume off, picks me up and puts me in this weird holding contraption. There’s 2 plates a little bigger than my head on either side of it, and a longer skinnier one on the back side of my head, with a beam connecting it the floor.
I start panicking and curl in on myself to protect from whatever fake torture they plan to inflict on me. “Hey! Arms up.” He says looking down at my nervous body.
“O-ok…” I then put my arms up and on the plates next to my head, just so my elbows are resting on the top. Also, I’m wearing a short sleeve tee. Why is that important? We’ll get to that.
He then walked over to a table and picked up this weird electronic wire system, and put it around my upper arms just above my armpit. As he was doing so I was trying not to laugh, and was squirming around a bit.
He then called over one of the other staff members, who surprisingly wasn’t dressed in Halloween attire. When he came over the clown said “I’ve decided you deserve the ____ special~ just for you.” I couldn’t quite make out what he said for some reason though.
The new guy came over, picked up another wire thing and proceeded to strap it to my right arm this time. For some reason my right side was worse then my left, cause when he did it I let out some stifled giggles.
He noticed this though. “Wait… I wanna test something.” He then started skittering his fingers in my right armpit. I broke.
I was squirming like it was nobodies business, and the noises I was making made my face red with embarrassment. He smirked when he saw this. “Looks like we’re gunna keep that shirt up after all.”
He then rakes my shirt up and holds it in his right hand. Why they were gunna do that anyway before they even learned this newfound bit of information is beyond me. But I digress.
“Hey! ____! Can I get a knife?” He yelled at the killer clown from before. I, hearing this, freaked out. I knew it wasn’t gunna be real knife, but I was still worried. What does he need THAT for??
“Yeah, hold on!” The clown shouted back. He came over with a clearly plastic spirit Halloween knife. “This is all we got.” The other guy glared at him. “Really?” He asked sarcastically. “Ay! Take it or leave it!” He took the knife out of the clowns hands with a fake growl.
He then firmly but gently jabbed the knife into my stomach. Which resulted in me making a noise, that could only be described by tickle fic writers as “ACK-“.
Then he slowly started to glide the knife down the length of my stomach, as if making an incision. “EE!- Hehee…” a gentle stream of giggles poured from my mouth.
After he was done making the ‘cut’ in my stomach, he started to dig and scratch on either side of where he had drag the knife down. As if to start “scooping out organs like a surgeon”.
“HEHEHEEheehehaha!! IhehehEEEE- I CAHAhanNNHNTT!!” I tried to pull my arms down, but just when the plates were at my wrists, I felt something clamp and tighten around them.
Now stuck, I go into fight or flight mode, and immediately, my first thought is fight. So I try my best to hoist myself up by grabbing what I can of the plates, and hug my knees to my chest to either A: protect my stomach from the tickling onslaught. Or B: kick him when all else fails.
So I proceed to go with option B and start kicking him away. But just as I’m doing so he then grabs my right ankle… oh god-
He then takes off my shoe and sock with ease. -curse me for wearing my slip off sketchers- Then, in the mist of my protests, he starts raking, scratching, poking, jabbing, fluttering and tickling my right foot to oblivion.
I’m now wheezing and half belly laughing to the point of slight dizziness. At one point he takes my other foot too and starts going off on that one. So now I’m full on silent laughing, whaling, cackling and possibly crying a little.
And it’s the best feeling. Ever… I haven’t felt this care free and happy in awhile. Don’t get me wrong, there’s stuff in my day to day that gets me happy.
But this. This is the serotonin, dopamine and silly goofy boost I needed, and I’m enjoying every second of it.
Who knew that going to a haunted house on a random Wednesday evening, pissing off a staff member, getting chased by a killer clown, having another staff worker find out you’re ticklish, then them exploiting that fact by tickling the bejesus out of you and having everyone in the room see you get absolutely wrecked was such a great way to relax…
A Night Out.
Tickletober2024 Day 10.
Words: 630.
Ships: Royality. (Romantic or otherwise, idc.)
TW: Mention of spiders, alcohol and being drunk, but other than that all fluff.
It was a slow day, so the sides convinced Thomas to go out. Long story short, Thomas had a little too much to drink and had to Uber home.
If you’re not aware, alcohol affects the sides differently. For instance, Patton: He gets more slap happy, and in Logan’s opinion ‘a lot more unbearable than usual.’
For Roman however: He gets a lot sassier and his imagination works very quickly. Quicker than normal.
Jump to now, Roman was trying to keep Patton under control, while also trying not to topple over himself. -yes, the alcohol works different for them, but they’re still a bit tipsy-
“What do ya ge’ when ya mix a cow an a tornado…???” Patton said, rocking back and forth on his heels, trying to stay up.
“I don’t know, what?” Roman asked, trying to humor him. “A udder disaster!! Haha!” Patton bent over in hysterical laughter.
“Ok, I think it’s time for you to take a nap.” Roman suggested. “Na’ am not tired! I’m fine…” He said, before collapsing into Roman’s arms.
“Either you go to bed, or ima make you…” Roman stated, a slight smirk playing on his face. “Whadya mean??” Patton asked, barely still coherent.
“I mean…” Roman trailed off. “This.” He said as he started spidering his fingers in between Patton’s ribs. Resulting in Patton squealing and clamping his arms to his sides, hysterically giggling.
“Oh. What’s wrong Patton?~” Roman asked him in a teasing tone. “Did you see a spider?!” Roman asked jokingly. “NohohahahehehehHEHEH!!” “Oh, I think I see it! It’s crawling on you Patton!” Roman said in faux shock.
“Oh no!! Now it’s crawling into your belly button!” He said as he started spidering his fingers into Patton’s navel. “EEEHHEHEHehehhe!!! RohohHahHAHAHMahahahHaHAHNNN!!” Patton shouted.
“What? I’m trying to help!” He said, as he started swirling his finger in Patton’s belly button. “EEEHEHE!!” Patton squealed again. Roman then started to take his other hand and squeeze Patton’s knee. “AAHAHAHEHEHeheheh!!” Patton laughed hysterically at that.
“Wow, is there anywhere that you’re not ticklish??” Roman said, breaking his facade. “NOHOHO!! EHEHEHhehehehEEE!!” Roman had stopped squeezing Patton’s knee cap, and shoved his hand in Patton’s armpit. The finger that was in Patton’s belly button was now poking at his neck.
“Are you gunna go to bed now, or do I need to keep going ‘til you’re all tired out?” Roman asked, keeping up his attack in Patton’s pits. “EHEHEE!! YEEhheheHEHES!!” Patton responded. When he said that Roman stopped.
“Are you good, Padre?” Roman looked at Patton, who was currently a giggling panting mess. But, regardless he gave a thumbs up. When he did that Roman snuck one last poke to his armpit, which made Patton give one last giggle and flinch away.
“If you didn’t want Patton to be so chaotic, then why did you convince Thomas to drink tonight?” Logan asked, walking into the living room. “Because, it allowed Thomas to have some fun.” Roman shot back at Logan.
“Plus, it gives me an excuse to tickle Patton.” Roman said with a devious smirk on his face. As Roman was reaching to tweak Patton’s side, his hand got snatched. “I’m glad you had your fun.” Patton stated. “Now it’s my turn…” fear washed over Roman’s face.
Roman managed to quickly snatch his hand out of Patton’s grasp, and bolted. When Roman ran it was silent for a second, and then…”oh, this is gunna be fun~” Patton said under his breath.
Logan still stood there, not quite comprehending what just happened in front of him. He then turned to leave rolling his eyes. “I’ll never fully grasp the importance of these silly activities.” He said, walking out of the living room.
A Roman scream could be heard in the distance, followed by loud boisterous laughter.
The Trend.
A/N: you could see it as platonic or romantic. (Either way, idc.) btw this is my first fic, so be nice pls. 😁
Words: 1,021
Ships: prinxiety
TW: none
Virgil was in his room watching TikTok on his phone, when he came across a video. Someone was wearing a hoodie while someone else behind them was in the back of it, using their arms as the first persons arms. When he saw this, he got an idea.
Virgil made his way to Romans room, and knocked on the door. "Come in~" he said in a sing song tone. "Hey Roman. Whatcha doing?" Roman was at his desk, working on the script for the next sander sides video for Thomas. "Just helping Thomas with his script. Why?" Roman asked. "I was wondering if you're willing to try this trend with me." As Virgil said that, he pulled out his phone, pulling up the video he watched earlier.
"Oh, Yeah sure!" Roman said excitedly. He was mostly happy because Virgil barely wants to hang out with any of the sides. If so, he mostly hangs with Patton. So this was special for Roman. "So we're gunna need one of my hoodies." Virgil went to go grab a big hoodie that he owned. When he came back Roman was already set up with everything ready to go.
"Ok, so am I gunna be your arms, or are you gunna be mine?" Roman asked. "You can be my arms." Virgil put on the hoodie and let Roman get in the back. His arms then went through the sleeves, and they were ready to record. They chose the same audio that the other people did, and just ran with that. As they were recording though, Roman kept breathing on Virgil's neck on the inside of the hoodie.
Roman stopped the recording. "Hey, why do you keep shivering?" Roman started. "You are literally wearing a hoodie." He exclaimed. Roman was still in the hoodie as he was talking. So every time he would talk, it would send another tingly vibration down Virgil's spine. "I'm not s'shivering. I don't know w'what you're talking a'about." Virgil stuttered. "Is it cause I'm breathing on you?" When he asked that, Virgil got a little pink in the face.
Roman finally stuck his head out of the hoodie- his face also downing a nice crimson and some beads of sweat -he looked at Virgil and saw the pink in his cheeks. "I know why I'm red but why is your face flushed as well?" As roman said that, his face flushed a deeper pink. Roman was confused for a second. Until he put two and two together, and realized what was happening. "So you're sure you're fine?" As he said that, he shifted his hand so it could poke Virgil in the stomach a little. This made him jump slightly.
"Nope. I'm fihine." He awkwardly laughed, to brush off some of the tension. "Are you sure?" Roman leaned in to Virgil's ear to whisper that. When he did Virgil scrunched up his neck. Roman mentally giggled at that. Oh this is gunna be fun... he thought. "Hey Virgil." "Whahat?" He giggled slightly. "You know what would be great right now?" He started. "A kiss." With that he then started giving Virgil tiny kisses on his neck, behind his ear, and on his collarbone.
To tell you Virgil was a mess is an understatement. He was giggling up a storm, just enjoying the sensations on his body -But he would never tell anyone that(except for Roman...)- "aww, you look so cute like this Virgie." That made Virgil blush even more. "Stohahap wihith the tehehsihing!" Virgil said through the giggles. "Aww, but you love the teases~" he pulled up Virgil's shirt and the hoodie a bit, and started poking Virgil's stomach. That made the giggles pick up, and the squeals start.
After about 2,3 minutes of this Roman finally spoke. "Hey, Virge. You know what I'm craving right now?" Virgil didn't answer and just kept giggling. He shook his head back and fourth already knowing the answer. "Raspberries!" With that he then started blowing tiny raspberries on Virgil's neck and collarbone. When I tell you, Virgil screamed.
"EEEEEEhehe!! NoHOHOoh!!" Virgil was in stitches, but he was also the happiest he'd been this whole week.
He's been down lately, in a state of depression. So he thought by doing this with Roman would really help lift his spirits. -and oh, did it do more then that- his dopamine levels were as high as a kite right now. "Hey Virge. You know what I've noticed." He stated calmly, as if there wasn't a grown man in hysterics in front of him. "Whahhahahat!?" He tried to answer. "You haven't once said for me to stop." He said with a shit-eating grin on his face. As he said that, he slowed his 'attack' to a stop.
"w'Well, i- um..." his blush burned a dark crimson at this point, and started to spread to the tips of his ears. "Do you perhaps like it?~" Roman asked. "n'No..." that got him a poke to the side. -the hoodie had already gotten taken off of the both of 'em at this point- he squeaked. "Ok, maybe a little..." Virgil's face was flushed so brightly, if you didn't know what they were talking about, you would be concerned for him.
"Well isn't that just adorable~" Roman said. "No it's not!" When he said that, Roman lifted a brow. "Are you sure about that?~" he then fluttered his fingers on Virgil's neck, making him giggle and scrunch up. "You're just like a roly poly." Roman smiled at Virgil. Which made him look away in embarrassment. "Hey, don't look away." He started. " I'm not done tickling you yet." There they both were, on the floor, in a tickle fight. Forgetting about the once attended to tripod, that was still recording Everything.
A Giggly Secret…
Words: 1,796
Ships: Aloshua if you squint-
Characters: Alexander Parker, Joshua Osborne
TW: brief mention of p0rn hub, other then that nothing.
It was a bright summer afternoon in queens, the sun beaming through the windows of Alex’s room.
Alex had invited Josh over to study for anatomy, but after a while the subject got quickly too difficult at every passing question, and the two got bored.
Josh would sometimes sigh a more heavy breath then the last, while alex was busy drumming their pencil on the textbook. The room filled with tense air and silence.
Then Josh broke the tension. “Maybe a snack would help?” He looked up from his book and at Alex who quickly slammed their book and nodded. “Yes! Yes, a snack will definitely help us think!” Desperate to get out of the maddening silence.
They both got up and headed to the kitchen. No one was home but them. Alex’s parents were constantly away with work, so their uncle Ben took care of Alex in their parents absence, and when he died they had only Josh’s folks to keep them company.
So there they stood, rummaging around to try and find anything to make that’s edible.
Josh found a bag of lays in the cupboard and Alex found the rest of the red vines to nosh on. Though the snacks were good, they didn’t do much to help them study.
“You wanna take a bre-“ Alex couldn’t even finish before Josh interrupted, already knowing what they were gunna say. “Yes please.” So they closed and set aside the books, just sitting there doing absolutely nothing.
“I have a question.” Josh got off the floor to sit next to Alex on their bed. “Oh god, not more questions…!” They groaned and flopped their upper body back on the bed, their legs still bent off the edge from their previous sitting position.
“What’s knismesis and gargalesis, and what’s the difference between the two?” Alex’ eyes widened. “Where did he hear about those and why is he asking this, where’s this coming from” they thought.
They decided to ask him these thoughts. “Where’d you hear about these terms?” There was a pause, and then Josh said the one thing that Alex thought would put them in their grave for sure..
“Oh your laptop was open earlier when you weren’t here, and a post talking about those things was on the screen. On tumblr I think it was…?” They could feel the butterflies coming and their face heat up, so they stayed laying down so Josh wouldn’t notice.
There was silence in the air again, silence that Alex didn’t even hear over all the thoughts screaming in their head. Most about how flustered they were and how they’re now in a lee mood because of this bull crap.
“So… are you gunna answer my questions, or just lay there and burn a hole in that one spot on your popcorn ceiling??” They hadn’t even noticed they were zoned out.
“Uhh… right-“ they cleared their throat, preparing for what they were about to say. “Well, knismesis is the scientific term for describing light touch and garalesis is the same but for firm touch…”
They tried their best to make it as vague as possible, so to not start anything or fluster themself.
“Oh, but why were you reading a post about it?” “So many questions, this man!” Alex thought to themselves, trying to come up with a response.
“I uh- wasn’t reading it?- yeah! I was just scrolling and happened upon it.” They now sat up and gave a slightly nervous awkward smile to Josh, hoping he’d buy it. He didn’t.
“Why was it still on your screen then?” Alex averted their gaze, trying to come up with something. But Josh noticed their weird behavior and called it out. “Are you not telling me something?”
Josh was confused by the subject matter why Alex would be omitting the truth about something. What was there to hide in this conversation? It’s almost like they’re embarrassed by something from how red they are.
That struck something in him. Why were they so red? Were they embarrassed? What were they embarrassed about? He knew he had to find this out now, it was too intriguing not to.
“You’re hiding something from me and I wanna know what.” He got closer to Alex, not letting them have any room to breathe or come up with a new excuse.
“What makes you say that??” They looked to the side and nervously chuckled, he was onto them. “Look… either you tell me or I make you tell me.” Alex didn’t know what he meant by that since he didn’t know about the thing, but still got butterflies for some reason.
But they wanted to know exactly what he meant. “And how’re you gunna make me?” They leaned back as Josh leaned closer. “I don’t know yet but when I do I-“
He was cut off by a flinch and a startled squeak. He had poked a finger at Alex’s chest, a little lower than he intended. So low he poked their stomach instead, at the very top where their ab muscles start.
They looked at each other, Josh’s finger still lingering right over where he’d previously poked. Alex tried to stifle a wobbly smile, but failed. Josh caught on immediately.
“I think I’ve found my way~” he teased, looking at Alex, now with a mischievous grin. Their eyes widen as they held up their hands in surrender, and to protect themself.
“W-wahait! Let’s talk about this f-first!” The nervously giggled as they stared at Josh’s hovering wiggly fingers, not focused on anything but that.
They then lost balance and flopped back onto the bed, Josh still sitting right next to them. “Sooo, wanna tell me what you’re hiding now? Or would you rather die?~” he teased.
Josh didn’t know it but Alex’s nervousness was laced with unbelievable excitement. How could he know that, he did find out just now that Alex was ticklish. How could he know they liked it too?
He had a hunch by this point. He saw the way they stared at his hands hovering over them with excited eyes, the wobbly smile they tried to hide but couldn’t, and how they haven’t once said they didn’t want him to tickle them yet.
He could actually almost see a bit of desperation in their eyes, they were practically begging for it. So he did what any good friend would do and acted clueless, finally lowering his hands to their stomach.
Josh didn’t move them though, he just laid them there. Occasionally twitching them, just to get a flinch and a strangled squeak out of Alex.
“Mmmm, just do it already…” they groaned into their hands that lay over their face. “Oki doki, if you say so!” And with that, he was given the go ahead.
He started scribbling and spidering his nimble fingers up and down and all over his friend’s tummy, giving occasional pokes to their bellybutton just to see what’d happen.
“Nahaha! Ehehehe! Ihihit- Hehehaha!” They tried but couldn’t say the dread word, it always did give them butterflies just to hear someone say it. Which is exactly what Josh did at hearing their failed attempt.
“It what? It… tickles? Does iiiittt… tickle? Is that what you were gunna say?~” he teased, giggling a little at their laughter mixed groan, seeing the flush go to their ears.
“Nahaha! Shuhut uhuhup!” They kicked their feet a little, squirming around but not moving away from the wiggling fingers.
Josh dramatically gasped at this, putting a hand over his heart in offense. “How DARE you tell me to shut up! Alright, that’s it!”
He lifted their shirt up just enough to see their tummy, and he inhaled, ducking down towards their stomach to give them a nice big raspberry right in the middle of their tummy.
“Waitwaitwa- NAHA-!” They shot their head back, kicking their feet more rapidly now, their laughter going more wheezy and silent. Josh knew it was time to stop.
He sat up and patted their stomach before giving it some rubs to help the phantoms, and put their shirt back down, grinning at the giggly tickle drunk aftermath.
“So, you gunna tell me what got you all embarrassed?” He gave a soft poke to their side for emphasis, resulting in a small flinch and breathy giggles.
At this point, their dignity was basically gone, so they didn’t care anymore. “I was embarrassed cause you kept asking me questions about my laptop screen and stuff…”
“Oh, well why was that embarrassing? All I saw was a post about knismesis and gargalesis. Not like I saw porn hub pulled up or anything.” He laughed, patting their shoulder for reassurance.
“Heh, yeah… but- mmm ok I may have lied earlier…” they admitted, fidgeting with their ring their mom gave them and looking away.
“Why? What about?” He sat back on his elbows to be more at eye level with Alex. “Well, knismesis and gargalesis aren’t just soft and firm touch…” they explained still shy about it.
“It’s specifically the scientific terms for light and firm…” they trailed off, glancing at him then at their stomach to non verbally communicate the word ‘tickle’.
“Tummies?” He tilted his head, genuinely confused. They got a bit red at the word they chose for stomach, but brushed it off. “Nooo, what you just did to me!” The tried to explain.
“Tickling? Light and firm tickling? That’s what you were so embarrassed about me finding out?” They got butterflies at the word and didn’t respond, just nodded. Josh smiled. “Could they get any sweeter??” He thought.
He giggled. “Well, I think that’s a little adorable that it was that you were trying to hide. What? Do you like it or something?” He finally confronted them about it, poking their neck to prove how cute they are.
“EEhehe-! Mahaybehe…” they batted at his hand, scrunching and leaning away on reflex.
“So that’s why you were reading the post! This is some sorta hyperfixation of yours, huh?” He kept it up, knowing they didn’t actually want him to stop.
“Yeheheah…!” The still scrunched, but squirmed closer to the touch instead of away. “Sooo, which is your favorite? I mean, I think I can already guess…”
He smiled at his friend’s bright sweet smile and noticed their liking to this more. They however didn’t answer the question, instead they just grabbed Josh’s other hand and put it on their stomach.
“Awww! You like the light touch, huh?” When they nodded, Josh felt like he was gunna explode from cuteness aggression right then and there, and started gently spidering over their stomach, resulting in bright bubbly squeaky giggles and precious feet kicks.
And so they laid there for the next few hours, tickling and chatting, and teasing. Josh couldn’t help himself-
Their homework forgotten, their day brighter and their friendship closer.
