#lee!eddie

[pockysfluffiez]

I’ve been very normal about this guy as of lately trust

[angelatmidnight1]

Comedy Club

Hi @impractickles! I was your @squealing-santa for 2025. I'm so sorry this is late. I hope you had a great holiday season and that your 2026 is going well.

Fandom- Date Everything.

Character(s)- Player (ler), Volt (ler), Eddie (lee).

WC: 2165

At The Breaker Box, you decide that you want to join the talent show and tell jokes. Volt and Eddie are the only two in attendance while you’re practicing. Volt encourages you with some light chuckles, but Eddie claims that the jokes and puns are terrible. It’s clear that he wants to laugh though, so Volt innocently suggests a way to get his partner laughing that definitely makes some sparks fly.

“Why did the outlet start a podcast?”

The microphone amplified your voice in the Breaker Box, and you smiled a hopeful smile. Volt was cleaning some glasses behind the bar. Eddie, standing on a ladder, was making some small repairs and adjustments that he insisted on doing himself. The former looked up from his ministrations and smirked. 

“Do tell, live wire,” Volt chuckled. He didn’t even have to look at Eddie to know that there was a high chance he pinched his eyes shut. Your smile brightened. 

“For current events!”

Volt chuckled louder and affectionately shook his head. “Of course they did, why else?”

“Don’t encourage them, Volt,” Eddie groaned. “That was terrible.”

You made a show of crossing your arms and giving him a light huff. “They’re supposed to be terrible, that’s part of the charm. Here, let me try another one..”

There was the sound of pages turning as you flipped through your book of self-curated jokes and puns. You muttered to yourself, thinking out loud, searching for one that even Eddie may like. Your finger grazed over one a few times and you visibly perked up. 

“Did you hear that the Devil is going bald?”

Eddie was hammering a nail into a loose ceiling tile while you spoke. Volt, while putting away the clean glasses, shook his head. 

“Oh dear,” he hummed with faux sympathy. “I can’t say that I have.” 

A light snort escaped you, though you did your best to keep it together. You hadn’t even said the punchline yet. 

“Yeah,” you continued, nodding. “There’s gonna be hell toupee.”

Okay, that one wasn’t too bad. Eddie coughed to conceal his chuckle. He made his way down the ladder, pretending to swat away a cloud of dust. 

“Damn tiles are dusty again,” he grumbled. There wasn’t an ounce of annoyance in his voice though. The corners of his lips were turned upwards ever so slightly. “I thought you said you’d already done a deep clean.”

“I have,” Volt answered. He arched a brow at his partner and hummed with interest. “Oh my, is that a smile I see, darling? Did you find that joke humorous?”

“No,” Eddie grunted. “I told you the tiles are dusty.”

A small smirk played on the taller man’s lips. He reached above his head and swiped one finger along a tile closest to the bar. When he turned it around, it was clean. 

“Well, would you look at that?” Volt grinned. “Not a speck of dust in sight. Come now, indulge our little spark. You enjoyed that joke.”

You eyed the two of them with a little smile. It tugged at Eddie’s heart strings, or whatever was the electrical equivalent, but he was nothing if not stubborn. Volt could definitely attest to that.

“I did not,” Eddie argued. “Look, I’m not saying you’re bad at this or anything. Just that the jokes are just…I don’t know, cheesy? Don’t you have any others?”

“I do,” you nodded. “But none that you’ll like apparently. I mean honestly, do you ever find anything funny?”

“I-”

“Well,” Volt interjected with a sudden spark in his eye. His smile turned sharper. Mischievous. “Now that I think about it, live wire, there is something that would put a smile on our lover’s face…”

“What are you-”

Eddie could feel a shift in the room, both literally and figuratively, and then the metaphorical light bulb went off in his head. The way Volt was casually but also knowingly grinning at him helped him have a clearer picture of what he was hinting at. 

Oh no. No, no, no. That’d only happened one time, and Eddie swore he didn’t even react. 

Volt remembers it differently though. 

“Oh no, Volt don’t you dare.”

“What?” Your head turned from one man to the other, eyes wide with curiosity. “What’s he talking about, Eddie?”

“Nothing-”

“It’s a charming little detail really,” Volt pressed on, rounding the bar and striding over to you. The clamor of Eddie’s footsteps echoed after his. “Why, our Eddie is quite ticklish.”

There it was. 

There was a beat of silence. The lights above hummed as if waiting for something. Then, you squealed. 

“He is?” 

With a confirming chuckle from the taller of the two, you met Eddie half way. “You are? Aw, I didn’t know that! That’s so cute.”

“First off, I’m not cute,” Eddie again grunted, though his cheeks looked rosier compared to a moment ago. “Second, I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about. I’m not ticklish.”

Volt followed you over to him, laughing softly. “Are you lying again? Mm-mm, that just won’t do. Whatever shall we do, live wire? I will follow your lead.”

“Weeeelll,” you sang sweetly, closing in on your grumpy lover. “If he really won’t laugh at my jokes…”

You were approaching him from the right, which meant that Volt took the left side. Eddie’s cheeks reddened and backed up even further.

“B-Back off,” he warned. His arms instinctively dropped towards his sides. This only encouraged you. You ran towards him, but you didn’t get far. 

Your foot got caught on one of the floorboards, and you went down with a surprised squeal. You weren’t hurt, but it still caused Eddie to hurry toward you with alarm. 

“Oh shit, you okay?”

You groaned from your reclined position on the floor. You landed chest first, butt in the air, but still managed a thumbs-up. “Yeah yeah, I’m fine. My shoe got caught.”

“Yeah, well…that’s what you get,” Eddie, relieved, snorted before he could stop himself. A series of deep chuckles came right after. “Told you to back off.” 

Your head snapped up to his. You regarded him with shock before a sudden grin overtook you. “Oh, that’s what’s funny to you? Get him, Volt!”

Volt was already two steps ahead of you. Literally. He interrupted his partner’s giggling to gently grab his arms and pull him into his chest. 

“You would laugh at our spark’s stumble? How dare you,” Volt pretended to growl as he tried to bring the man down to the floor with him. Eddie wasn’t going down without a fight; there was a mini battle of arms and elbows right in the middle of the bar. 

“Wh-o-a, hey! Let go of me!” Eddie managed to pull out of his grip, but Volt was persistent, and  never had his hands off of him for very long. He yelled when Volt used one of his long legs to sweep his own from underneath him, and he kicked as he was guided down on the floor. 

You would be the one that’d sway the metaphorical cards in Volt’s favor. After picking yourself up off of the ground, you strolled over to the feuding men with a small smile. “You know,” you hummed. “You are struggling a lot for someone who claims that they aren’t ticklish.”

“Because I’m not,” Eddie retorted, as if that response made perfect sense. He had Volt’s hands in a firm grip, but Volt was using his legs to pin his partner’s down. He then gathered his hands in one so that he could half-heartedly swat at you as you knelt beside them. “Spark, if you tickle me, I’m gonna-”

Tap, tap, tap. 

You curiously poked at the man’s rib cage with your index finger. You kept your touch light, occasionally giving a rib a gentle scritch, and Eddie tensed. He pinched his lips shut and leaned to the side, inadvertently pushing closer into Volt’s chest. He moved to grab your hand, but Volt used the distraction to finally pin his wrists above his head. 

“Gah! Volt!”

“There we are, much better,” Volt kissed Eddie’s forehead and smirked. You gave him a grateful look and switched to wriggling your fingers into his sides. Eddie squirmed, battling between pulling his wrists free and dodging your ticklish touches, only to lose on both fronts. 

 “Let—sp-spark..pssht…”

Eddie pinched his lips shut again to trap the incoming snicker. You perked up and giggled lightly. 

“What was that?”

Eddie didn’t answer. Instead, he shook his head, a wobbly smile just barely tugging at the corner of his lips. You scritched up his torso, lightly clawing at his ribs before burrowing your fingers into the softness of his armpits. Eddie jolted upwards and tried to pull his arms down, but Volt kept them up.

You looked to Volt for a bit of guidance. “Where’s he most ticklish?”

“Oh no, darling. I can’t make it that easy,” he chuckled. He trailed his light kisses down the man’s forehead, to his cheek, and ending at his neck. Each kiss left a ticklish tingle that ran across his skin. Eddie’s shoulders shook with restrained chuckles. “You’ll have to figure it out yourself.”

Fair enough, you thought. You alternated between gently scritching at the hollows of his armpits and circling the area with your fingertips and nails. 

Eddie couldn’t hold it back anymore. Gruff, breathy chuckles escaped him before he could try to reel them back in, and Volt’s ticklish kisses were not helping. He tried to growl in between chuckles, but that just added to the cuteness factor. 

“F-Faahahahaha! Spahahahahahark!”

You made a big show of gasping and, wanting to chase the sound, you returned to his ribs. You used the pads of your fingers to lightly pinch and knead over the spot. This made Eddie jump and laugh louder. 

“Hmhm, ‘not ticklish’, huh?” You grinned. “I dunno, seems like you’re ticklish to me.”

Eddie’s cheeks reddened. “I’m nohahah—AH! Vohohoholt sahahahaha!” 

Volt couldn’t help himself. He nuzzled into his partner’s neck to blow quick, electric raspberries into it. Literal sparks jumped off of his lips. Eddie’s laugh took on a more frantic, giggly note. He swiveled his head from one side to the other, but all Volt had to do was move to the opposite side that he couldn’t protect. 

“Hmmm?” Volt hummed against his skin. He took a breath and ducked his head down to blow a raspberry into Eddie’s collarbone. The resulting yelp and harder laughter made him smile. “Am I not allowed to kiss you?”

“Nohoht like thahaht!” Eddie’s legs drummed against the floor as he tried to curl in on himself. Volt chuckled and pressed teasing kisses back up the man’s neck. He waited a bit, watching him shiver and jump, before blowing a series of raspberries on his neck that made Eddie swear and howl. 

For a moment, you’d stopped tickling Eddie and watched the two of them. If there was a way for you to have heart eyes, you’d definitely have them. It was so nice to see them laughing after the power scare not too long ago. 

Your curious hands found their way to Eddie’s stomach. You clawed over it, keeping your touch light, and Eddie bucked. It was so sudden that you’d almost fallen off of him. 

“Wahahahahahit!” Eddie’s laughter deepened as he squirmed underneath you. “Oahahahaha! Nohohohot thehehere!”

Volt looked up from what he was doing, chuckling. “Well done, live wire,” he praised. “His stomach is definitely one of his more ticklish spots. And, you’re only getting warmer..”

Feeling encouraged, you switched to quick pinches along his tummy, squealing as the man bucked around even more. You steadied yourself by straddling his waist. His usually tucked in shirt had come undone and gave you access to the skin underneath. The moment your fingertips made contact, he threw his head back with laughter. 

“OHOHOAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”

“Oh my gohosh,” you giggled. “I’m shocked at how sensitive you are.”

Volt snorted. You didn’t really mean to make the pun, but there it was, front and center. There was a groan somewhere amidst Eddie’s loud, deep laughter. 

“SHUHUHT UHUHUP!”

“Ah, ah. Manners, Eddie..” He gathered the other man’s wrists in one hand so that he could better join the fray. Sparks danced along his fingertips as he poked and prodded down the man’s torso. Each of his touches delivered a ticklish shock that had Eddie howling. He bucked again, and this time you steadied yourself by holding onto his hips.

Eddie snorted and, ironically, jumped as if he was electrocuted. You curiously kneaded your thumbs into the spot, and Eddie’s deep laughter jumped to hysterics. He bucked and twisted and you had to make more of a concerted effort to not fall off. He laughed silently, especially when Volt’s ticklish shocks found their way to his waist, and that was both of your cues to let up. 

You slid off of his waist and Volt released his hands. Eddie breathed deeply, still chuckling, and wiped the tears from his eyes. 

“Ugh, both of you suck..” He breathed. He sat up with Volt’s help, who pulled both him and you into his lap. You chuckled. 

“You love us,” You blinked up at him with a sweet smile. Eddie’s eyes flicked to you, then Volt, and then he sighed. He was going to get both of you back, especially Volt, but for now?

“Yeah. I guess I do.”

(I'm not sure how I feel about the ending cause I definitely rushed it, but I hope you like it.)

[pockysfluffiez]

.𖥔 ˖Dice don’t lie 🦈🦇˖˚⊹ ꣑ৎ‎

Im not gonna lie this is the longest form of literature I have ever written and I’m genuinely so proud of myself. And YESS it’s a stranger things Eddie and Lindsey things because why not. Sigh they’ve been on my mind and I’ve had this idea stuck in my head. I hope you enjoy! :3

Summary: Lindsey has a test to study for an Eddie has a unique way to help her

Word Counr: 4,350+

This is a SFW Tkl fic please be polite

Hawkins, Indiana, was for once having a peaceful summer night. The wind brought a warm breeze that was almost like a push to let every teenager know it was nearing the time for curfew. The warmth of the sunset would paint a golden glow across your cheeks.

The Henderson house was actually rather quiet for once. Dustin was at the arcade with the rest of the group and going to sleep over at Mike's. He wouldn’t be back home till morning…or well, the next day at least. Their mom was baking goodies downstairs for the next day. The smell of apple pie filled the house and made its way into every nook and cranny.

Lindsey sat on her bed. Teddy bears and shark plushies lined up against the top of her bed frame. Her checkered blankets were laid out beneath her, and Tews was on her bed, rubbing its cheek against her thigh. Her window cracked open to air out her room, and she soon let the sounds of crickets into the space. Two drumsticks in her hands every few seconds being tapped against each other. Seeming to be some kind of bit from “I Wanna Rock” by Bon Jovi. One leg was swaying off the side of her berth, and a notebook was in front of her. Pencil behind her ear. Multiple different questions in a row were drawn down the lined paper. Doodles scribbled throughout. Some of them from a particular metalhead. Monsters, bats, and a little note saying, “I hate it here.”

The senior let out a long and tired sigh followed by a trill off the tip of her tongue. It’s not like she couldn’t understand what was in front of her; it’s more like she didn’t want to do it. But failing wasn’t going to be an option for her. She was a smart kid and had goals to achieve. College was on her mind, and she needed to be ready.

A sudden thud, however, interrupted the peace and soon startled her…. Were the neighbor kids playing outside? Did Dustin come home early? Or maybe he forgot his toothbrush again. She leaned herself over the side of her bed to get a bit of a view. It didn’t really seem like it… She went back to the paper before her for a few seconds only for a much louder sound to catch her attention. The said sound made Tews jump from beside her and onto the floor. Skittering out of her room to go hide away somewhere throughout the house. Once was a coincidence; two times meant something else. Before she could properly get up from her bed, she was greeted and very quickly taken aback by the jumping up of someone to her window. One she knew far too well.

“Guess who!“ Eddie smiled as he pushed himself up and against the window. Making Lin drop her drumsticks to the floor in the process and swallow back a scream.

“EDDIE!?—What did…What are you doing here?”

The said metalhead rested his cheek in his hands on the bottom of the window. Being on ground level, he didn’t have to worry about slipping…very much, that is.

“Tis I! The dungeon master himself… I merely wanted to see my beautiful and fair maiden; is that such a crime?”

A brief snicker and eye roll came from her. He was such a dork, and yet she adored him for it.

“I suppose not, but my window being open isn’t an invitation, sweetie. You could have just, you know…used the door.”

“But that’s boringgggguhhhh.”

He over-dramatically leaned into her room like a dead body having been defeated. A few chuckles spill from Lindsey’s lips. Getting up from her blankets to get closer to the window. And standing in front of her boyfriend.

“Uh huh… My mom’s gonna kill you if she finds out you didn’t say hello to her and just came out of nowhere. She’s making fresh pie right now; I’ll ask her to save you a slice. Didn’t you have a Hellfire meeting tonight?”

With a scoff, Eddie pushed himself upwards from the window, his body weight pressed against his palms.

“Your mom loves me; it’s fine…. And we DIDDDD! I missed having you there, but you insisted on staying home too.” He quoted “study” with two of his fingers.

She furrowed her eyebrows towards him. “I really wanted to yknow that, hun. But I have a test tomorrow—correction, we BOTH have a test tomorrow.”

Eddie tapped a finger to his lips. “Hmmm…did I… Did I now…?”

“Eddie.” She locked eyes with him. Causing him to uneasily rub the back of his back.

“I might have forgotten a little bit, is all, but that’s no big deal.” He was lying, of course. “Does m’lady give me permission to enter into the house of Henderson?” He waited and batted his eyes towards her.

She smiled and took his hands with hers, pulling him into her room. “Permission granted, you moron.”

A shriek of a rat came from the man, nearly falling face-first into his girlfriend’s carpet before grabbing onto her like a scared cat above water. Smiling, however, she quickly held him back. Helping him stand up straight and hold her closer to him. Face in her hair, smiling happily.

“Gods, I missed you.” He hummed and placed a kiss on her forehead.

She leaned into his affections, standing up on her tip toes. “We literally had classes together today. Like…three hours ago.”

“Exactly…” He sighed against her, gently nuzzling into the side of her neck and lifting her up a little off the ground.

She squeaked softly at the sudden change but was not complaining in the slightest. Her arms wrapped around his neck and shoulders tightly, not enough to choke him but just enough to hold on. Almost like a baby koala. Softly gripping onto his jean jacket and swaying her feet.

“I missed you too.”

Eddie gave her a big squeeze before placing her down onto her bed. Kicking off his shoes and placing them off to the side near the wall. Not wanting to track dirt around the house and on the carpet to create stains. Soon falling backwards onto her bed. Letting the springs bounce a little before pushing himself upright against the mattress. Sitting beside her.

“So what class was sooooo important that Lindsey Jane Henderson felt the need to study AND miss out on Hellfire?”

He reached backwards to snatch the notebook with his hands. He skimmed through the page, followed by a snort.

“AP Biology. Are you serious? You’re a geek with this stuff.”

Lindsey tried to take back the notebook from him; it was like holding a dog treat in front of a puppy. “Yes, and I need to! It’s an advanced class to help me with getting into college, and I need to pass!”

He held the notebook high up into the air. “Pass…You have what, a 98% in the class. You don’t need to study; you’re a genius.”

“Flattery may work with you but not with me, mister.” She leaned over onto him, trying to push at his chest and grab at the stuffed book of notes. Getting some amused giggles to come from Eddie.

“Says the High Honor Roll student.”

“Well—yea. But I still want to be prepared. Nohow, give it back, you idiot. Says the three-time super senior.”

“Ouch.”

He over-dramatically held a hand to his chest, leaning back a little and chuckling. “Say the magic wordddd.”

She stared at him like a completely annoyed little kid denied dessert for dinner. A fat smirk was glued to the dungeon master's face. Before another smart-assed remark could be made from him, Lin pressed her lips against his. His eyes widened briefly, and his cheeks dusted with a warm shade of pink. Very quickly, however, he was melting against her. His arm lowering with the book within Lindsey’s reach. His playful act of defiance quickly ended as she snatched the notebook from his hand. Breaking away from the kiss and holding it close to her chest.

“Got it! - Ohohooooo, you’re so easy.”

Edward simply sat there for a few seconds taking in what just happened before shaking his head and rubbing his cheek. “Why must you always do that?”

She adjusted her seating to sit crisscrossed on the edge of the bed. Taking his hand with hers and rubbing her thumb on the back of his hand. “Because it’s cute, and it gives me the upper hand on you and your crap. Just another thing that I win at.

“Really now…” He rested his head on top of hers, peering down at the questions laid out on the paper. “You know, if this means that much to you, I can help you study. I mean, hey, maybe it’ll help me too. Same test and all…if you’re so worried about me.”

She raised an eyebrow with a scoff. “You…study…I don’t even know why you took that class.”

“Because you’re in it, duh.” He couldn’t help but want to be close to her. Around his friends and even his enemies, he was rougher around the edges. But with her things were different. He didn’t feel the need to keep that persona up. Still the Freak Munson, like always, but he didn’t need to emphasize anything.

“And I like to see that smile when you’re interested in a class. The one where you bite your lip just a bit when you get excited.”

She smiled at that, also exactly like he depicted. Her cheeks were warming a bit at the thought. Despite the fact she knew it wasn’t a priority of his. It was nice to have him around to be her little cheerleader. He was always so supportive of her ideas and interests. Just another thing to add to the lists of why she adored him so much.

“Well…if you insist, I suppose we could. I don’t have any flashcards, so I usually just have someone read the questions off to me without me seeing.”

Eddie waved his hand in front of her eyes.

“Not like that, you mohoron…”

He pushed himself back against her bed, and Lindsey followed. Both sitting across from each other. Ed reached his hand out to once again take her notebook, taking it from her this time with permission. And sliding his finger down the paper on the questions.

“Mmmkaaaay. “Uh, first question!” He coughed dramatically and deepened his voice. “Describe the differences between prokaryotic and eukaryotic cells in terms of DNA structure.”

She thought for a moment, trying to catch her words together. “Well, prokaryotic DNA is typically a single, circular chromosome located in the cytoplasm, which lacks histone proteins. Instead, eukaryotic DNA is organized into multiple linear chromosomes within a membrane-bound nucleus and wrapped around his one proteins…Did I…say too much? -“

Once Lin looked up at Eddie after her ramble, she couldn’t help but bite back a laugh. His mouth hung open before her. “Holy shit, you’re such a nerd. But yes…that’s correct—Jesus.”

She grinned at being correct. Waiting for him to ask her another question. His fingers traced the metal spiral of the notebook in thought.

“You know, we could make this a lot more fun…almost as much as the campaign you missed out on.”

“To be fair, last campaign my character died, so it’s not like she was doing much anyway.” Lindsey cocked her head to the side at his thought. Not fully understanding. “But… How so?”

“Well, you know how I always have a pair of dice on me? Well, we could make this grand old study session into a game! You know…to help you remember things!” Lindsey twisted a strand of hair between two of her fingers, intrigued, however. He was right about the whole not needing to study thing. Yet there was that overachieving part of herself that gave her the need to do so. But she couldn’t say no to him. She couldn’t resist those wide Bambi eyes.

“Well, yes… What exactly would you have in mind? Is it like that time we gambled for the last of the circus peanuts, yet you still gave me the bag?”

A big grin grew onto Eddie's face as he reached into a pocket in his jeans and pulled out two black and red dice and tossed them onto her blankets.

“Well, you know how you missed hellfire tonight….” He slapped the most fake-assed sad expression possible on his face. Getting a brief snicker from Lindsey, “I think we could try and do something similar yet still study! Like I’ll ask you a question. And you roll the dice for something to happen!”

Lindsey rested her cheek into her palm that lay on her knee. She couldn’t help but sniff out a hint of mischief from him…but she chose to ignore it for the moment. “What kind of things?”

“You’ll just have to play and see, my darling. The dice never lie.”

Lindsey took a die in her hands, rolling it around her fingertips and rubbing her thumb over the indents of numbers.

“Oooooo scaryyyy!—Well, could we maybe focus on, uh… Types of genetic mutations? Like insertions and deletions with certain diseases? I think I highlighted it in pink.”

He over-dramatically squinted his eyes downward towards the paper. “AhhhHA! Okay, here we are.” He deepened his voice once more with a cough. “Tell me, my fair maiden, what is the mutation that occurs with Huntington’s disease?”

Lindsey furrowed her eyebrows, placing the 20-sided die to her lips to think.

Eddie couldn’t help but smile at her when she got like this. So deep in thought, the way her hair slightly fell by the side of her cheek. Her eyebrows furrowed, and her nose slightly squished up against them.

“I believe…Insertion…CAG specifically.”

“Ring a ding ding ding! Yes! Now roll the dice….” He almost seemed to have said it with a deeper tone in his voice. Resting his chin on his knuckles.

Lindsey brought the lie from her lips into a little clasped cave of her hands. Shaking it against her palms before releasing, the sides rolled slower due to the friction of the blanket. Slowing to a stop with a 12 facing upright to the eye view of the two.

She looked up, however, and quickly noticed the fat smile glued to Edward’s face. His defined smile lines stretched from the corners of his lips.

“Twelve’s a pretty good roll! So…now what happens?“

She was cut off rather quickly, followed by a loud squeak, however, as she was pulled towards him. His arms snuck around her waist and twisted her to lay her back against his chest. Sprawled out just a little bit like a spider against her boyfriend. Looking up at him and his wide deer eyes

“Eheddie, what was that for? “-“She bit back her lip with her teeth.

“Wanted to have you closer so I could dooooo…this!” The guitarist nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck, making her squee and try to turtle herself from him. Flushing, however, at a sudden flutter of kisses being placed against her soft skin.

She giggled softly at every soft little kiss. Her arms wrapped around one of his and held him close to her. She couldn’t help

But pick up on a whisper of him counting after every time he pressed his lips. His brown curls dragging against her cheeks also didn’t seem to be helping her giggles.

“What are you doing? ”-

“Well, you rolled a twelve, did you not, sweetheart? Therefore you get twelve of these…you don’t mind, do you?”

Eddie wasn’t wrong about that at all. She loved when he would get like this with her. So playful yet gentle with her. It made her heart happy. By the time he made it to twelve, she had already tucked herself into her clothing. Eddie couldn’t help but tease her when she got all shy just from the little things he did.

“Awww, why are you hiding from me, Lin? What, am I too mean and scary for you?”

The drummer rolled her eyes over dramatically; two could play this game.

“Ohhh, Edward the terrible! Release me at once, you wretched beast!”

He laughed at her mannerisms to try and mock her. His eyebrows furrowing and hair going over his deep brown eyes.

“Oh, I’m a beast all right…”

The girl's eyes widened at the sudden shocking touch against her stomach. His fingers had been curled into a claw that rested against her stomach. The mere anticipation of such a sudden sensation made the warmth in her cheeks spread to her ears. Before she could even get a word of protest out or reach for his wrist. Eddie's other hand had already slithered its way beneath hers and around her chest.

“Oho? Now what’s this?”

Lindsey grew quiet against her boyfriend. Her lips quivered into a wide and bright smile, which she tried to fight.

“What’s the matter, hun? A strong warrior like you can’t be ticklish now…can she?”

Very quickly shaking her head no, she sank herself into his arms.

“Ihehe! - Well!- Thahats not…”

“I’m hardly even touching you, and you’re already giggling away. Isn’t this cute?”

“H-Hang on! - Eddie, cohome on—we should just get back to studying! -“

She tried her best to worm herself out of his hold. Almost successfully rolling out of his arms to reach for the purple notebook behind him. Not getting very far, however, as Edward’s arms soon snaked their way back and underneath hers.

“Noooo nohooo. You’re not getting away that easily!”

Eddie pulled her back into his lap. Experimentally wiggling his fingers above her side. He didn’t even touch her, and her giggles had already started up again. A soft squeal pressed into his arm as she squeezed her eyes shut for the inevitable doom. Yet it didn’t come. She peeked her eyes open slowly. Edward’s expression had only softened as he looked down at her.

“Are you kidding me? I’m not even touching you, and you’re THIS flustered!”

Lin hides her face in her hands bashfully.

“Stohop teasing meheheeeee.” She whined.

He shook his head, snaking his hand beneath her unzipped hoodie and t-shirt onto her bare side. Rapidly squeezing at the soft skin and at the squishy place above her hip bone.

“Hmmm…that’s not gonna happen, giggles.”

An array of squeaks and sputters slipped from Lindsey’s lips. Leaning away from his fingertips and curling her legs upwards into a ball the best she could.

“EHEHEY—Nononohohoo!—”

His fingertips pressed into the warmth of her skin. His cold rings were like a completely different sensation of their own, making Lin squeak. He skittered up and down against her side, his other hand snaking its way behind her ears to gently flutter. Another squeak erupted from her chest.

“I, of course, knew you were a sensitive person, but this is on a different level. To think you were trying to HIDE this from me!” His fingertips spidered their way to her back, dragging his painted black nails up and down.

“EHEedddie! Oho gohHODS!!”

Lindsey wriggled like a worm in wet soil. Lightly kicking her feet at the blankets.

Any time she would slip out of his lap, he’d pull her right back into his lap with a kiss on the cheek.

“Poor little Lindsey. Such a shame.”

He shook his head solemnly before sinking his two hands like claws into the sides of her belly. His hands followed every little movement she made.

Throwing her head back with a snort, she squealed against his shoulder. She held onto her hair and hid behind it the best she could.

“GyeeEEEHAHAHA! Snort! IHI CAHAHANT!”

“Can’t what, sweetness? Stop being ticklish? Well, no one can, you goof!”

Her laugh made him smile so much. The way she’d squeeze her eyes shut and make the sweetest noises between trills. He picked up on, however, how red her face was. Slowing down a little to drag his nails up and down her sides.

She bit her lip back, lying against Edward and fighting the small giggles from spilling from her lips.

“I need to do this more often just to get you to laugh like this…”

Lin groaned deeply and shifted herself to nuzzle into his bicep and hide herself. Hugging onto his arm tightly and curling up against his hands.

“Ah ah ah, no hiding from me now, Lindsey Henderson. Come on, let me see that pretty face.”

Lindsey only dug herself deeper against his clothing. Letting her hair fall like a curtain over the side of her face.

With her arms being wrapped around his, however, it left other parts of her exposed. Edward couldn’t help but take advantage of it. First rule of DND: take chances. Or something like that.

“If you say sooooo.” The drummer soon squealed at the sudden feeling of Eddie's nose nuzzling into the back of her neck. Placing lots of kisses there as she tried curling away. Letting go of his arm, however, as his fingertips dove into her underarms. Once again sending her into high-pitched cackles.

“NYEHAHAHA!—snort—EHEDDIE NONOHOOO!—”

“Eddie, yes! Did you just snort? “That’s so cuuuuute!” He cooed right into her ear, placing a few kisses at the back of it. Lindsey’s face burned as she whined into her hands. Falling limp and out of his arms to lie onto her bed on her side.

Eddie ceased his tickles and simply rubbed her sides to get her to calm down. Analyzing every reaction she had and the way she was acting.

He followed her as she lay down, wrapping his arms around her sides and dragging her back towards him with an evil growl of a laugh. “Ohooo no, you’re not getting away, Lindsey.”

He couldn’t help but turn the gears in his head.

“You know…you didn’t ask me to stop once.” That same grin glued to his face.

She sunk in her shoulders and gathered the blanket up to her face.

“Ihi…well, I…uhumm…”

She couldn’t come up with much of an answer to him. Simply darting her eyes off to the side and not looking at him.

“No need to be embarrassed, Lindsey. Do you…want me to stop? Or…is there something else you’d like?” He asked while tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. Being sure to avoid snagging her earrings.

The girl dragged her hands down her face with a grumble. Now she was basically backed into a corner.

“Not necessarily…” She mumbled beneath her breath. Eddie heard her, however.

“Oho?”

Lindsey held onto her hoodie strings, pulling the hood over her head and pulling the strings tight. Getting a snicker from her boyfriend.

“Well, if you wanted me to tickle you more often, you could have just asked, you know.”

He held her by her back and twisted her around to lay her down in front of him.

“Ihi can’t just ask thahaaattt…”

Edward scoffed, one arm still wrapped around her and another hand resting on her hip. His thumb so softly rubbing against the bone. Not enough to tickle but more as a sign of reassurance. Not being able to properly prepare for her own demise.

“Pfff. Sure you can! I mean, how can I say no to a precious smile and laugh like this?” Almost as if on cue, right after he pressed his thumb into the dip of her hip. Not wanting someone to think she was being murdered, she slapped a hand onto her mouth before reaching for a pillow behind her head. Shoving her face soon into it to muffle up her shrieks and snorts.

Eddie laughed along with her, not staying there for very long. He didn’t want to overwhelm her too much after all. He switched tactics to simply scratching a finger up her side. Still hearing those sweet giggles he loved so much through the fabric of the pillow.

“You okay there, hun?”

Pulling the plush pillow away from her face, there was a big smile glued to her face. Her dimples showing at the ends of her smile, and brown eyes locking with his.

“Ihi…*hic* ihim ohokayyy…juhust…oho gohods.” She reached for him and slowly wrapped her arms around him once the tickling had ceased. Eddie's heart swelled at the affections, and he held her back tightly. Wrapping his arms around her back and rubbing up and down.

“I gotchaaaa. I gotcha… and I thought Dustin was bad.”

A small chortle came from Lindsey at that remark. “He-ihis—”

Edward cut her off. “But you might just give him a run for his money.”

She opened her mouth to say something. Pausing, before taking a quick breath and diving her face into his neck. Blowing a small raspberry against the skin there. A brief squeal came from the dungeon master. Scrunching up his neck and tensing up as he felt the evil smile grow on Lindsey’s face.

“Not a word. Maybe another time, but nohot now, Lin.”

She peered her eyes at him. “Guess someone else might give Dustin a run for his money…but you win because I’m too tired right now. But watch yourself tomorrow.” She lay down with him on her bed. Arms still wrapped around him. Her cheek resting on his chest.

“Oh, I’m sooooo scared.” He gave her one last poke to the middle of her belly as a warning. “Don’t try anything you’ll regret.”

She bit her lip at that remark. Her stomach filled with butterflies at the thought.

“Okay, okay, I get it. no more—I don’t want to snort again, you asshole.”

“Okay, okay…truce.”

She thought for a moment. “I’ll think about it.”

“That’s good enough for me.”

He gently pushed a strand of hair from her face, placing a kiss on her forehead before holding her extra close to him. She nestled underneath his head and curled her arms to his chest. Taking his hand with hers and slowly syncing their breathing together. The calmness of everything was just so endearing. It was safe the day that studying was long forgotten about. Each other’s presence was all they needed.

[sleepy--anon]

Day 28: Drawn On

Reserved by @hyper23s-gh0st

Reservations are here

Here's who I write for

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Slight spoilers for season 9, very slight

Once Eddie joined Hen as her paramedic partner at the 118, when he returned from texas, they had definitely grown a lot closer, in the same way Buck and Ravi had. While waiting for Chimney, their current interm captain, to wrap things up at the scene, Eddie and Hen were sitting in the back of the closed ambulance for the AC. No patients that call, just someone who needed some water and a nap. In her rising boredom, Hen picks up one of the sharpies she'd been fidgeting with, popping the cap off and settling it on the back of the pen so she wouldn't loose it. She thought about drawing on herself but quickly deciding that it would look better if she did it on someone else, so she wordlessly reached over and grabbed Eddie's arm, pulling it into her lap.

"What are you doing?"He asked, shocked by the sudden pull, instinctively pulling his arm back only to be met by a light swat to his wrist before she pulls it back where she had it.

"Don't move, I put you here for a reason, that's where I wanted you." She studied her new canvas for a few seconds, deciding what she wanted to do. Almost as soon as the marker touched his arm he jumped, causing her to swipe an unwanted mark.

"Ugh, what part of don't move did you not hear?" She asked, annoyed, too busy wiping the ink away with her thumb to notice Eddie's sudden dark blush. When she went to start over Eddie flinched again, this time before she even touched him, biting down on his lip. Hen seemed to catch on this time, pulling his wrist a little more, then crossing her leg over his wrists.

"Hen..."

"Since you won't stay still yourself, I'll do it for you." She didn't wait this time, starting her patterns over his forearm, swatting away his other hand when it tried to interfere.

"StohohoOHOP Hehehen!"

"It's literally just a marker Eddie~ Relax~ I'll be done...eventually~"

[shadowpon]

Eddie laughter ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[shadowpon]

I would love ler!narrator or ler!juicy. Yiu can get as creative as you want. I don't really care if it's sfw or not. Full free range o/////o

well i only do SFW stuff, so here is a wholesome Lee!eddie and his adorable laugh/attitude! i went with both lers since both were great options! ill have to save ler!mully for another time i guess lol, anyways here is the story:

Title: Lil' Burrito

Description: Eddie loves his burrito blanket but Narrator and Juicy took advantage of his sanctuary.

(i can't stop giggling and smiling like a dork, this is too cute! <3)

Ler: Narrator and Juicy

Lee: Eddie

(Platonic)

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"thanks for watching, let me know what you want me to see next! i love you all!" Eddie cheered, turning off his camera and monitor before standing up from his desk and stretching.

he walked out of his room and noticed Narrator and Juicy sitting on the couch, one of whom had his burrito blanket wrapped around them. "hey is that my blanket?" Eddie asked suspiciously, Narrator was the one wearing it, who quickly whipped it off and said. "uh no.." Eddie squinted his eyes and went over to snatch it from him but Narrator was quicker, swiftly standing up and extending his arm far from Eddie, using his other hand to hold him back.

juicy watched as the banter between his two friends became entertaining. Eddie was slightly agitated. "come on dawg! give me back my burrito blanket!" Narrator couldn't help but laugh a little. "but i love this blanket" "but its mine man!" "well in that case i want it haha!"

"come on man don't bully him" Juicy said, feeling somewhat genuine guilt for the Mexican. "he just wants his comfort burrito back~"

Narrator looked over at juicy then Eddie, who had stopped his pursuit for his blanket. "okay, here" Narrator held out a hand with a blanket gripped tightly in his grasp. "take it" Eddie looked at it and Narrator a few times before slowly reaching out but he couldn't hold back and went for it at full speed. but Narrator dodged the grab attack, jumping out of the way with the blanket. "really man!"

juicy had to giggle a bit. "sorry man but this is actually kind of funny not gonna lie" juicy stood up from his spot on the couch, now fully invested in the battle for the blanket. Eddie continued to grab for the blanket, getting progressively irritated. Narrator and juicy couldn't stop giggling uncontrollably. "fool! this isn't funny! give it back!"

Narrator took in a breath and exhaled, relieving his euphoria. "juicy catch!" Narrator tossed the blanket to him and instantly wrapped his arms around Eddie while Juicy taunted him with the blanket, knowing that Eddie was not strong enough to escape Narrators arms, with HIS arms clamped down by Narrators.

"okay Eddie, we will give it back but you have to beg for it" Juicy stated with stifled laughter.

Eddie looked at him like he had grown another head, "what? no way! I've begged enough as it is!" Narrator raised a brow at him, Eddie not noticing as he spoke, "i mean we have ways of making you beg" a grin spread on his face as he looked at juicy, who, as if reading his mind, immediately knew what was up. Juicy gave his evil smile, letting out his classic "hehehehehe's" Juicy held out the blanket by its edges like a banner, making ripples in its surface as he swayed it back and forth, making Eddie stare. "yeah, but first we need to wrap you up in this" Narrator looked at him confused, suddenly Eddie didn't trust this.

"you know never mind, keep the blanket, i need to make dinner anyway-" he was cut off by Juicy. "nope, you said you wanted this now your gonna get it!" juicy signaled Narrator to lay him on the couch, which he did, getting Eddie quickly wrapped like a burrito, the edge of the blanket tucked under him, making the wrap tighter.

though Juicy had went to sit on his waist, so he didn't try to free himself any easier. "bro!" "sorry but you were asking for this" Juicy stated, Narrator adding to his comment. "yeah and like he said, you can be free from this, if you beg~"

Eddie didn't bother answering, he wasn't gonna get anywhere with complaining, so he figured it wouldn't be different if he begged. Narrator settled himself above eddies head, making him visibly nervous. "what's wrong? never been a cute Lil' burrito before?" he teased, making Eddie blush slightly.

"shut up Narrator...you've been nothing but a jerk to me.." Eddie turned his head away from the two, looking angry, though Narrator and Juicy knew it couldn't have been genuine anger, at least not complete anger. "same goes for you Juicy!"

Narrator put a hand to his chest, mocking a tone of hurt. "Eddie! how could you say that when you've Cleary got what you wanted!" Juicy joined in, also giving the same mocked tone. "yeah, we were nice enough to give it back and you pay us back with sass! how could you.." "you know juicy, if i knew anything about Eddie and what usually makes him feel better, is some...laughter.." Narrator whispered to Juicy, mumbling the last part.

"what?" Eddie asked. Juicy looked down on him smirking devilishly. "nothing Eddie, just we decided that if we let you go, we will never have our fill" Eddie was confused, "what do you mean 'fill'? you had plenty of fill from moments ago, also you said that if i begged you would let me go!" Juicy shrugged. "you should have begged sooner or at least apologized for the bad behavior"

"your a bad behavior...." Eddie grumbled passively, though both Narrator and Juicy heard it.

Narrator sat there frozen, taking it all in as Juicy spoke. "oh so that's how you want to play this game?!" Juicy yelled, Eddie smirking with pride with a snicker escaping his lips. his only pumped Juicy's adrenaline more, though he tried holding back the best he could, but only let out a gritted sentence through clenched teeth. "oh you think that's funny? ill show you funny!"

Juicy didn't want to let Eddie to have all of it at once, but started firmly yet slowly spidering all his fingers across his torso in random directions, making sure Eddie suffered his punishment. Eddie started laughing instantly, jumping at every touch Juicy landed on him.

"Hehahahahahaahahey! Whahahaahahat the heheheheheehell!!" Narrator, who didn't how to handle the situation from the last 5 seconds remembered what he said to juicy just then. he smiled gleefully. "well well well, i didn't know Burritos could be Ticklish~"

Narrator would help out but Juicy had taken up all of space out of a blind rage...except for.... Narrator got up from the couch and went over to where his socked feet were kicking, but not wildly, not yet..

"Stohohohohhohop! Pleheheheheehease!" Eddie squeaked. Juicy Ignored him and just said, "wow, you squeak easily" Juicy looked behind him and saw narrator standing by Eddies legs, before lifting both limbs and sitting down, resting/holding his legs in place. "i wonder if this burrito has some ticklish toesies~" Juicy teased, now digging his hands into Eddies ribs. Eddie yelled out begging, his voice higher now that Juicy hit a sensitive spot. "NOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!" Juicy looked back at Eddie, watching his face face grow slightly pink from the comment, tears already building up in his eyes. Juicy pulled down Eddies head band over his eyes as he replied. "no~?" "NOHOHOHOHHOT MY FEHEHEHHEEHEEHEET!!" Juicy was gonna continue his teasing when Eddie suddenly started squirming more then before, letting juicy know that Narrator had assaulted Eddies feet with tickles.

"AHH! AHAHAAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEEASE MEHEHEHEHEEHEEHERCY! NO MOHOHOHOHORE!!" Eddie pleaded. Juicy saw this quite cute, seeing how sensitive his ribs are. Narrator spoke with playful tension. "look at these little beans~ so vulnerable and asking for scritches~" Narrator started scratching under Eddies toes, occasionally poking his soles repeatedly, working down each one, one at a time. "hears one little bean" Eddie started pulling his feet but they were barely budging. "two little beans" even through the socks it seemed to effect Eddie pretty badly, he was trying repeatedly to kick Narrator off of him, but as everyone knows, Narrator is stronger and Juicy is more persistent.

Juicy was still rapidly squeezing and pinching the mexicans ribs however, "aaawwww~ such a cute Lil' burrito just trying to escape the tickles from these wiggling fingers~" Juicy used one hand as an example, wiggling 5 of them in the air, knowing that Eddie was picturing him doing so.

once Narrator had finished counting his toes, they both stopped all together, letting Eddie take a breather. panting a little heavily. but Juicy could still sense that Eddie had more power in him to last longer, he wanted to hear him squeal, after all, he knows EVERYONE does. "okay break time is over" Juicy announced, Eddie gasping, "huh? but wait its only been 5 seconds!" Juicy removed the bandana from his eyes and tossed it aside. "how about this?" Juicy said, landing more eager but firm fingers at his side, he could feel every muscle tense and shake at the same time. Eddie let out another gasp, letting a few giggles slip out. his eyes wide and watching where Juicy was aiming. "yes? okay!" "NO WAIT WAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! NO NOHOHHOHOT THEHEHEHEHERE!"

Narrator decided to start squeezing his thighs and calf's, ramping up his energy even more, even if it didn't do much to make him laugh. it surely made him more squirmy though. smiling the whole time. tears were really running down Eddies face now. "aww, baby Eddie" Narrator pampered.

Juicy knew that wasn't his biggest squeal, he just had to look in the right place.....what about his belly though? Juicy eyed his heaving belly, drawn to it like a snake being charmed. hadn't Mully attacked that spot when they were making a VR video on trying not to get tased or something? Just then Juicy sparked an idea.

"wow this is one Tickly-Ticklish burrito! i hope it tastes just as good as it laughter does!" Juicy signaled Narrator to stop, raising a stiff fist in the air.

he stopped himself and unwrapped Eddie as fast as he could, only to alert Eddies nerves through the charts, making him back up in panic mode, only he didn't make it far. Juicy pinned Eddie and by chest. "Wahahahait Juicy! lets tahahahalk about this!" Eddie was still giggling, probably from the phantom tickles that still assaulted him. Juicy took in a deep breath and blew as hard as he could into his belly, specifically where his belly button was. holding Eddie close in his lap.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH!! AHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!" Eddie squealed/screamed in laughter, this was what Juicy was looking for, and it made him happy seeing Eddie this happy. Still, Eddie squealed out as loud as his body would allow, "STOHOHOHOHHOOP THAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAAAAA!! CUHUHUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIT OUHHAHAHAHAHA!! IHIHIT TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!"

"does it now?" juicy teased for what feels like the thousandth time. beginning to nom and nibble at his belly as he spidered his sides like a hungry animal. with a mouth full of stomach, Juicy spoke. "you know i could do this all day, burritos may end up being my favorite food for now on~"

Narrator had just gotten up to leave since his job there was done when Mully and josh walked in, Eddie noticed.

"GUHUHUHUUHUHUHUUYS HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEEHEHEEE!!" Eddie still continued to squeal and hiccup. but Josh and Mully only seemed to not want to be involved, watching a squirming Eddie trying to escape the tickle monster desperately, kicking his legs and pulling his head back far until it hit the couch cushions.

"yeah i think I'm good" Josh shrugged off, walking back in the direction that he and Mully came from, Mully adding a comment before leaving with him, smirking. "yeah nah bruh, i think you will live"

"MOHOHHOHOTHER FUHUHUHUHUHUCKAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!! KNOHOHOHOHOHHOCK IHIHHIHIT OHOHOHHOOFF JUICY!"

Juicy had to admit, he did want to let him go, he did take in quite a bit and teasing him with the blanket was a bit much, but he still didn't feel satisfied, that was until...

"JUHUHUHUHUHUICY IM SOHOHOHHOORRY!!" "huh?" came a muffled but strangely confused/intrigued hum since he still had his mouth buried in the Eddies belly somewhat. "IM SOHOHOHOHOHHORRY FOR CAHAHAHAHALLING YOU A BAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAD BEHAAHAHAHAVIOR AAAAHHHHHHH!!"

Juicy stopped all together, this time giving Eddie a rightful break, he would have to wait another day to wreck him even longer. Eddie was panting, curling into a ball beside him, the last of his tears streaming down his face that was also shaded with a deep-ish red.

"you mean it? or am i gonna have to go on for longer?" Juicy joked, Eddie jumping back and clenching his sides and stomach with hsi arms. he breathed a sentence, "yes really, i do mean it...but you should have just given...*sigh, sigh* ...me the damn blanket..."

"fair enough, but to be honest, you have a really cute laugh" Juicy said with a small giggle, Narrator coming up beside juicy. "agreed"

Eddie was too worn out to look annoyed, so he just let them give him a tiny group hug, then Eddie was able to make dinner. but he will never forget this night.

END.

[tickletastic]

72 with Buck and Eddie from 9-1-1

Just picturing one of them getting stuck or tricking the other into getting trapped somehow and then launching an attack 😁

Ask Meme

72: “As soon as I get out of this I hope you know I’m going to murder you.”

Have you ever heard of the sweater curse? The one that says if you knit a sweater for your partner that you're doomed to break up? Evan Buckley certainly has, and managed to convince himself that he somehow started his own curse. The Couch Curse.

If Buck's partner moves in with a couch, it means they're doomed to break up, and he's doomed to another empty living room. Two times is a coincidence, but three times is a pattern, and Buck knows how to recognize a pattern.

That means that, despite Eddie offering multiple times to help him pick one out, Buck wouldn't even let Eddie near him the day he planned to pick out his new couch. Eddie feels different from anyone else Buck's ever been with. Buck couldn't lose him to The Couch Curse.

Eddie had initially thought the superstition was ridiculous, but now, trapped between the back of the couch and the top of the couch's fold-out mattress, he was starting to see the merits of The Couch Curse.

He couldn't be too mad about it, since he got to watch as Buck's face glowed red as he doubled over in laughter, but it didn't change the fact that he was stuck in the liminal space between couch and mattress, folded in an awkward half-sit position from where he fell through.

"Buck," Eddie tried for something stern, but his own smile seeped into his voice, "Buck, this is serious. Get me out."

Buck took a few shaky breaths, stray giggles slipping out as he stood upright, a shaky smile on his lips. "I-I'm sorry, Eddie, but how did you even get there?"

"I don't know! I was sitting on the mattress and then I wasn't, just get me out!"

"Okay, okay," Buck complied, moving towards the spot his boyfriend fell through. He cocked his head to one side in the way that a golden retriever would, in the way that always drives Eddie crazy. Deciding on a method of attack, Buck moved forward, hands finding Eddie's waist and pulling.

"Hey! Hehey no!" Eddie flinched out of Buck's hold, squirming at the sudden tickly feeling. Eddie blushed when he noticed Buck gaping, "oh, shut up. Don't do that."

"I'm just trying to get you out," Buck reasoned, "maybe it would be easier if you had some incentive?"

"Incentive? Wha-'' Eddie screeched when Buck's fingers returned, wiggling on purpose this time, teasingly exploring Eddie's sides and ribs. "Buhuck!"

"What? I'm just trying to save you from the dreaded Couch Curse," Buck laughed, "I'm trying to protect you!"

Eddie arched as best as he could when Buck's fingers roamed down to his hips, a spot Buck knows drives him crazy. Eddie's only option is trying to block his spots, unable to grab anything to hold on, barely able to reach up to try to block Buck's hands.

“Buhuck!," Eddie screamed between his desperate snorts and cackles, "whehen I get out of thihis- I’m go- I'm going to muhuhurder you!”

Buck smiled down at his boyfriend, red in the face and gasping between giggles, "I guess we'll just cross that bridge when we come to it."

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Since Eddie from The Boys says he has a strong energy sense with spirits, I had a funny idea of Eddie getting random tickle attacks from spirits when they get playfully physical. What do you think of that? 👻 (Mexicans may not do that shit either lol)

It’s cute 🥰

That’s actually kinda funny 😆

Ive seen/heard cuter

Never thought of that before/interesting

Voting ended onFeb 12, 2025