hello aha :’) I’ve been lurking and really enjoying your batfam content for a while. I’m sorry you’re having a tough time, so please take this offering
I may come back so uhh I’m gonna be gray anon
dick headcanon: he can sort of pretend he’s not ticklish he has the discipline— imagine a wholesome early adoption timeline. I feel like he would sort of do the condescending, fake “ohohoho” laughs at first and like allow younger siblings to tickle him to make them feel all powerful. but then it actually starts to Get To Him and he’s like “WHOA WHOA HEY NOW” BSJDB he’s a dork
duke headcanon: I don’t know if this has been done before I may have actually seen it here, but I like to imagine duke becomes almost luminescent or blushes like super super bright when he starts to get overwhelmed with tickles or like very embarrassed because of his meta ability. the cutie pie ever
cass headcanon: scariest ler ever and she doesn’t even know it because of her body language thing and just generally how she was raised. I feel like on a surface level of the body language part she understands that tickling can make people feel a bit awkward and embarrassed, but since she wasn’t really taught that rhetoric, she doesn’t necessarily get why? so if she can tell someone is in a Mood, she’ll just approach them and give them what they want HBSHD she just knows and it’s really flustering for most of the batfam because they’re supposed to be all dark and mysterious
collective bruce and damian headcanon: creepy rich people laughs. aha💸haah 💰hahh💵ha🪙 bruce’s laugh can sound especially menacing at times not like joker menacing but just an uncanny snicker but you come to love it if you love him
this came out way longer than I was expecting but yeah BHSB
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Hello and welcome, gray anon!!! I always get so excited when someone says theyve been a lurker for a while lol. I remember my own lurker days and i'm like "!!!!! people lurk on ME now like i used to lurk on all these tfic blogs as a teenager???" i have such fondness for my lurkers for real lol
Dick: YES YOURE SO RIGHT BIG AGREE -- he was raised and trained by Bruce "The Batman" Wayne, these men are hyper-competence personified, of COURSE he can hide ticklishness lol. But even in a wholesome early adoption timeline AU, he's still a born and bred performer at heart!! He knows how to play the game, fake it 'til you make it, he can totally just Pretend to be ticklish while shutting it off to make a younger sibling feel giddy and powerful in a play-fight! ........ but if they get their hands on a few certain spots? kjsdfhjdfh there's our beloved ticklish dork, trying to backtrack far too late to save his skin lol
Duke: THIS IS ADORABLE!!!!! I've always loved, loved, LOVED any sort of magical/superpowered/etc. abilities in any character responding to their emotional state -- and so using Duke's meta powers in this way brings me SO MUCH JOY i really need to get to know this kid better i loved him sm already even just from the little i know lol. but glowing when he blushes or gets overwhelmed/embarrassed by tickles!!!! so so cute!!!! luminescent blush!!!!! i'm obsessed
Cass: SO. REAL. i dont know cass well enough to feel comfortable trying to write for her yet, but the stuff i know about her and body language makes me INSANE in the world of fluffy tickle fics lol. it has so much potential!!! her just being able to Tell when someone wants tickles and doing it dskjfhjdsfh i love her, she's like. "why are you embarrassed? you so obviously wanted this. why not just ask?" all while wrecking them completely because they give themselves away with body language even during the tickles lol
Bruce & Damian: JDSFHJDSHF THIS IS SO FUNNY -- I've always envisioned the Snooty Rich Laugh as something that would be done as, like, a fake laugh at galas or to annoy other family members. but the idea that that's Just Their Actual Laughs is the FUNNIEST thing omg lol
and i celebrate long asks!!! thank you so much for sharing headcanons with us!! we all love and adore!!
Randomly thought about u and how you're still my fave writer despite meeting tons of other ones for the past four years. My standard is u, u are the highest point. I've been busy AND stressed the past years and I wanted to unwind so thats how I prolly thought of you (I also saw a girl with silver hair on twt and remembered u more) Thought I'd drop by here and drop an ask. Love u best girl! U deserve all the good things in the world! -gray
YOU ARE THE CUTEST!!! thank you for sticking around. Im so happy to hear that you guys are still thinking of me <3 you make my heart melt!
and haha. flashbacks to that silver hair... my hair was like straw for months. ah, the good ol times of my youth :”) love u and wish u all the best too!
Hi! It's nice to meet someone on here who's my age! And who likes a lot of the same things as me! I saw that you like to read, may I recommend the Raven Cycle series by Maggie Steifvater? They're really good, I just read them recently!! (Also, I totally feel you with the whole Mormon family thing. My parents are both Mormon and I'm fairly certain I am a lesbian, so... Awkward) -Gray
Ugh I feel that, I hope it works out for you!! The Raven Cycle has been on my list foreverrrrrr I need to read it
I have to tell you about this dream I had about Jay now that I read the ROD scenario(❤️ it). Yest. I took a nap at like 9 bcs I had to wake up @ 12 to register for my classes for next semester, & I wanted to cry bcs I dreamt I worked @ a big company that made Barbie displays & sets, & I had to do this important set but was stressed & they said the boss wants to see you & fucking Jay Park walked in, the only thing I could think was: wait since when was Jay Park in the Barbie business? - Gray anon
LOL that is so random ^^ Jay Park as Barbie CEO. Gave me a good laugh Gray Anon.Hope you are doing well with your studies and health. ( Thank you❤ )
Fic Submission -- Crashing the Mode by @grayannonn
drops this in your lap like a stray cat with roadkill and runs away -🩶
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hello um I decided to throw together one single tickletober drabble on the last day of the event…⸝⸝
this is for your tickletober, I’m sort of just adding my own flair to the week 1 prompt
hooray!
additional info (tumblr-fied ao3 tags, disclaimers, etc.): lee!tim drake, ler!bart allen, young justice tickling, this is platonic, bart is just very overly affectionate and either doesn’t realize it fully or doesn’t care you decide I guess BSJDB, tim and bart are both depicted with skateboards or as avid skateboarders I think in fanon and/or canon so I played off of that, they’re like friendsy acquaintances in this bart wants his buddy ol pal to mess around with him, bart allen is nefarious…, this definitely isn’t perfect it’s like my first fic in a long time HH
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Bart sat cross legged on his skateboard in the stranded park, humming and scooting from side to side incessantly as his twitchy speedster fingers attempted and failed at their meticulous task of setting up a tripod.
“I… dude, you’re gonna break your pho-“ Tim was ignored. Unable to stand by and watch this nonsense any longer, he kicked the tail of Bart’s skateboard, sending the little ginger somersaulting away, giggling all the while.
It didn’t take Tim nearly as long to set up the tripod all nice and pretty. He and Bart plopped back down on their skateboards in front of it, going live from Bart’s personal account. Even vigilantes and superheroes weren’t immune to the velour of social media clout. So, a dumb, try not to laugh/react challenge was in place.
Bart sped through the rules of the game, as he does with everything else in life, and was soon staring at Tim with an expectant grin. Tim yawned.
“I guess, whatever. Who starts?” He stretched his arms out in front of him, eyes squeezing shut like a contented cat. He’d learned after two older brothers, you don’t stretch your arms above your head unless you want trouble. Especially brothers who could be anywhere at any given moment, lurking in the shadows, just waiting for you to let your guard down—
“MEMEME! Me! I’m starting!” Tim couldn’t help the smirk that twitched on his features. Bart acted like they weren’t the only ones in this park, like there was competition for his undivided attention.
They shimmied back and forth, seemingly unsure of what starting actually meant. “No, but, like— we gotta—“
Bart was already laughing again, so that was a point for him. “What is wrong with you…?” He muttered, but didn’t suppress his growing smile. His competitive side was rearing its head now. If he lost a try not to laugh challenge to the most giggly person he knew? The travesty that entailed?
“Sit. Still!” He steadied Bart’s skateboard, the speedster catching his breath.
“Alright, alright. My go now!” Bart studied Tim in a highly exaggerated fashion, lifting one of his arms to shoulder height and peeking under him like there was anything to hide in there. The latter made a disgraced noise, hissy-fitting Bart away with a series of nudges and kicks.
“That’s cheating!” Tim hated the stammer he heard in his voice when he said that. Bart acted stupid, but he wasn’t. So, surely, he noticed it too.
“How?? I didn’t do anything!”
“No touching. That’s a rule.”
Bart blankly stared for a second. He let out a brief, amused huff. “Fine, your highness— OH! I should dance for you like a court jester! They’re, like, the OGs!”
Bart proceeded to go on a long winded, entirely pointless rant about court jesters. Tim’s eyelid ever so slightly twitched. Eventually, he slapped a hand over Bart’s mouth, only to be immediately licked. Low hanging fruit, but fair, he supposed.
What he hadn’t been ready for was for Bart to dive bomb him like the pest he was, his hands latching onto Tim’s sides in an instant like weird crab claws. Tim wasn’t sure what he had been expecting when he was grabbed like that, but being tickled never failed to make him let out a girlish shriek before. Today was no exception.
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Both boys clumsily wrestled one another off of their skateboard perches, Bart’s frantic giggling melded with Tim’s startled coughing and wheezing as he tried to hold back his own laughter.
“Foul! FOUL! That’s not— you broke the single most important rule!” He spat. His legs writhed uselessly beneath him, and he began to realize that Bart was much too quick for him. Well, obviously, but bats were notorious for getting a little too big for their capes with their meta friends.
Bart simply delighted in taking his usually grumpy, socially awkward friend to squealing, giggly tatters. He made mimicking noises and pushed up his imaginary glasses. Tim didn’t even wear glasses, never has. And he was still bad enough for that reference.
Tim had began to crawl away before being dogpiled on from behind at light speed. Bart had latched onto him like a backpack, his hands burrowed into Tim’s underarms, ruthlessly kneading and scrabbling at any surface area his friend’s squirming permitted him to reach.
“You’re such a bully!” Tim proclaims to all, like, five feet of Bart.
“yOU’rE sUch a BUllyYyY!”
Tim can’t help the hiccup of a laugh that bubbles up from him at that. A cartoonishly evil snigger can be felt by the shell of his ear, his shoulders wiggle up to his neck, an almost uncharacteristically shy smile pulling at his features.
“Bahack off! This is stupid!” He felt his face heating up immensely at the way those words contradicted his soaring heart and warm, tingling insides. Tim’s knees buckled beneath him, and he became a tangled pile of mixed hysterics with Bart on the ground, the speedster draped unceremoniously over top of him. His elbows pressed firmly into his ribs, but it wasn’t doing much of anything from this angle.
Tim meant to let out a frustrated growl, he really did. But his body decided that squealing and mewling and kicking his feet around like a schoolgirl was more realistic for it right now. The cacophony of high pitched noises subsided as Tim was offered a moment of reprieve. Bart needed to catch his own breath from laughing along with him. The display was clearly hilarious.
Tim batted at the ginger’s hands at first as they began to gently scratch at his back, particularly up by his shoulder blades. His resolve, however, melted into the pavement along with him.
“My ma did this with me. S’nice, huh?” Bart’s question sounded distant in that moment. It was nice.
Tim made a baritone humming noise, rolling onto his back to give his friend an unamused look. He could be seen on the live video, buffering at the fact that 12 of their friends, family, and colleagues just witnessed that whole catastrophe. Bart was looking at the live comments.
An obnoxious raspberry was blown into the crook of his neck before he could get the chance to overthink that, though. Tim’s half baked protests and screeching filled the air again. Bart’s phone was rested face down on the sidewalk, and the various bored superheroes who had joined were slowly starting to trickle out of the livestream.
“Nobody cares if you’re ticklish! You could still totally roundhouse me. I’m super ticklish too! Try, try!” He held his arms out to either side, beaming down at Tim.
Tim groaned, shrinking in on himself and trying to process what timeline this even was. Smile… too bright… must brood.
Bart laughed it off, mussing up Tim’s hair. “D’aww!”
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That ended in having his face all squished up with Bart making, “poochie poochie poo~” noises. Tim finally managed to shove the speedster off. Or at least that was what he told himself, Bart could basically teleport.
He sighed out a final giggle, rubbing at his still buzzing neck with the sleeve of his shirt. “Gross.” He grumbled, propping himself up on his elbows.
Bart’s playful smile remained. “We should hangout more often, y’know? That was so crash!” He had a casual and big-dumb-hunk-ish, but strangely honeyed tone of voice. He spoke with intention, even if it was the intention to seem ditzier than he really was.
Tim stared incredulously. What was crash?
“Whatever, man, you loved it. You were all, like…” Bart seized Tim’s hand only to nuzzle against it. Why is he like this. “Puuurrrr~ y’know??”
Tim, for once, did not know. But that was fine. He’d meet Bart at the skatepark again next week, he was a funny enough guy. The type you’d expect to lose a try not to laugh challenge to.
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August's Thoughts:
Dude i'm so sorry this took so long for me to get posted ☠️happy two months late end of tickletober kjdfhjkdfh i am so sorry
LOVE THIS LOVE THIS
Gjkdfhjkdhf this is so cute dude. Tim deserves some goof-off time with his friends!! And Bart's chaos is the PERFECT energy for that lol. I love the energy and vibes between the two of them. And Bart immediately being like, rules? i dont know her. and tickling the crap out of Tim is 🫶*chef's kiss*
Thank you for sharing this fic with us!!! and rest assured, I will be haunting your blog and adding it all to my drafts to be reblogged.... eventually sdkjfhjhdf (i have over 600 drafts that need tagging and adding to my queue, save me lol)
hello it’s gray sort of non-anon but this works too JSBDB
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present! it’s already formatted and all that ^^; I just wanted to share it
it’s also really long so please don’t feel the need to get to it right away okay goodbye :’)
GRAY ANOOOONNNNNNN my friend i cant remember if i read this or not while i was away because i truly do have the memory of a goldfish, but i prommy i am so eager to read(/reread?) this ASAP and add it to my million drafts that need to be tagged and queued up lol
thank you for sharing your writing with us!!!! and i know i will be devouring all the other fics on your blog that i have missed as well 👀
