Kel, one of his best friends, has decided to utterly betray him for the sake of getting back at his older brother. The sleepover the three boys were having started keeping them up a bit later than expected, and nobody was yet tired. So, Kel suggested they play hide and seek.
And, while this may not seem like a bad thing in hindsight, Sunny was dying. Because Kel's reasoning for suggesting it was to 'tire them out' so they could fall asleep. The reason this is so effective is because Hero doesn't usually play hide and seek like you're supposed to. No, as the silly older brother of a hyperactive boy who otherwise can't sit still long enough to play, he decided that hide and seek is much more fun if he gets to attack the found hiders with tickles.
Hence Sunny's premature death.
Which leads to where he is now, curled up under the dining table and shifting in anxious excitement every time Hero calls out taunts. It's not a very good hiding spot, but that's on purpose. Because he and Kel have a secret plan.
Kel would never actually care about getting to sleep early, so when he suggested this game to tire them out, Sunny was a bit confused. But, before the game started, the boy explained to Sunny that he should hide somewhere obvious. Then, while Hero is distracted with his tickle attack on Sunny, Kel will jump in and get Hero back.
So, basically, Sunny is bait. A sacrifice, if you will. And oh, does he feel it when Hero walks into the dining room, the smile in his voice evident.
"Sunny... Kel... you can't hide forever, y'know."
Sunny watches Hero's feet move around the room, and it's at that point that he realizes how horrible his hiding spot really is. And sure, it's on purpose. He's supposed to be found. But still, his fate is inevitable, and just the thought fills his stomach with the fluttering feeling of butterflies. And as Hero's feet stop right in front of the table, the butterflies flitter up through his head, and he already has to stop himself from giggling.
He found me.
Just as the thought comes, Hero crouches down and stares right at him, a playful grin on his face. "Looks like I found my first victim, huh?"
Sunny's heart jumps, and he starts scooting back, a wobbly smile taking over his face. But Hero just reaches in and grabs him by the ankle, pulling him across the floor. "Ehehe, nope, there's no escaping your fate!"
"No, no, no!" Sunny doesn't resist at all, only giggling quietly as he's pulled into Hero's arms.
"Hehehe, yep!" As soon as Sunny's back hits Hero's chest, Sunny feels fingers wiggling over his sides, and he immediately breaks into giggles. They're quiet. Sunny doesn't know if he's capable of making a sound louder than Mewo's meows (though, to be fair, the cat is pretty loud). But Hero seems pleased with the noise.
"Pretty late for dinner time, but you'll do." The older boy growls playfully, ducking his head down and gently nibbling at Sunny's neck, causing him to squeak and kick his legs. He's going easy on him, Sunny can tell. Hero is always gentle when it comes to Sunny. And as tickly shocks spread through his body, Sunny is torn between hoping Kel would get take Hero down already and hoping he'll take a bit longer to get here.
After a few more moments of giggling, Hero lets Sunny go. "Alright, I think it's time for me to find my dessert."
However, before he can move, Kel tackles him from behind, latching onto his back and digging fingers into his ribs.
Hero yelps at the unexpected attack, taking a few seconds to process what's happening. "Wah! Kel? What the- hehehey!"
As soon as Hero's brain catches up, he doubles over under Kel's weight and bursts into laughter. Kel uses this to his advantage, forcing Hero face-down onto the ground as he kneels on his back. "Revenge!"
"Hahahaha, nohoho! Sunny, hehelp!" Hero laughs, reaching out to Sunny as he tries and fails to buck Kel off of him.
"Don't do it, Sunny! Hero's gotten us too many times! He needs consequences!" Kel counters, forcing Hero to pull his reaching hand back in by poking fingers under his arm.
Sunny contemplates for a few moments, watching the whole thing go down. Kel does have a point, but on the other hand, he sacrificed Sunny... but in that case, he should make sure his sacrifice wasn't in vain. And he can always get Kel back later.
So, to Hero's many protests, Sunny scoots over and wiggles his fingers into the sides of Hero's neck, a small smile blossoming over his face. While Kel cheers loudly, Hero squeaks and complains.
"Ahahaha, nohooo! Sunny, whyyyy?"
"Don't listen to him, Sunny! He gets what he deserves!" Kel grins, digging fingers into Hero's hips in a way that makes him yelp.
Kel squints down at him, pondering as Sunny watches. "Hmm... okay!"
He stops, signaling for Sunny to do the same. Hero relaxes, giggling into the floor while Kel gets off of him. "Two against one isn't fair."
Sunny smiles, his voice quiet as he copies Kel's words. "You got what you deserved."
Kel laughs as Hero groans. "Not you too, Sunny!"
"Yeah, Sunny! We've defeated him this time!" He holds his hand out for a high five, which Sunny happily accepts.
Hero then pushes himself up from the floor, a mischievous smile back on his face. "I wouldn't say that just yet. I never got my reward for finding you in hide and seek, Kel."
Kel gapes. "But you didn't! I came to you!"
Hero shrugs. "Same difference."
A few seconds later, the dining room is filled with Kel's shrieky laughter. And by the time they all go to bed, they're so tired out that they fall asleep almost immediately, just as Kel had promised.
Ok so like me when I write my own shit to get out of writing block instead of doing requests
Anyway SHUT Up you get what you’re given I love these goofy motherfuckers they deserve the world
-It’s Tradition!-
-switch!hero switch!kel, warning for tickles & slight(?) bad?? emotions??
“I’m your brother!! You can tell me anything.”
“I know, but…it’s dumb..”
“Don’t say that, it’s not dumb at all stop beating yourself up!!”
“But it is!! It’s stupid & I shouldn’t even be upset about it-“
“Heyy what did I say? If you don’t stop bullying yourself you know what I’ll have to do!”
“What? No- don’t! Seriously it’s not even that big of a deal I’m just overreacting!”
“Come onn it’s brother tradition~!” Kel sang.
“No!!”
“Heroo~~” he raised his wriggling fingers & grinned at his brother, whose pout was now curling up at the corners to form a slightly nervous smile.
“K-Kehel dohon’t!”
“Don’t whattt?” Hero cringed as the younger grew closer.
“Tihickle me! WaIT-“
“If you say so!!” Kel quickly darted his fingers to his brothers sides, starting to squeeze & tase as the other burst into laughter.
“Nohohoho Kehel quihihit it!” He squirmed against the couch reaching blindly for the attackers wrists & sinking further into the pile of pillows under him.
Kel laughed along as his fingers crawled under Hero’s shirt & skittered across the ticklish skin, making the other squeal & kick adorably.
“KeHEL dohont it tihickLES- AHAH NOHOT THERE!” He squawked, barking out in loud laughter once his brother found his way up his ribs, circling around a sensitive hip with the other hand.
“I don’t know Hero, you seem to be enjoying this if you ask me!” He giggled at the other’s embarrassed face.
“Hey waHATCH it yohou little shihit” the older boy said as a seemingly empty threat, given his wide smile & bright red cheeks.
“Listen, I don’t know if this is just me but you don’t really look like you could do much right now judging by thAHAT FAHACE-“ Kel’s elbows shot to his sides once a sudden & unbearably ticklish sensation spread across his torso.
“WaiHAHAIT IM SOHORRY HehERO!” The teenager curled into a ball of snorts & cackles as his older brother spidered around his stomach, pinching gently at every sensitive spot he could find.
“I warned you!” He smirked as the other slammed his fist against the pillows & shook his chest with ticklish mirth.
“YoUHOURE SUHUch a diCK!” He screeched out.
“Oh I’m the dick? For getting my very ticklish brother back after being wayy too cocky??” He scribbled up the boy’s ribs, poking at his underarms.
“I’d say that’s quite reasonable.”
Kel’s laughter raised in pitch as he blabbered with giggles & petty complaints.
“..dihick”
“Okay, that’s it. You’re done, smiley.” Hero held the other’s wrists together in a loose grip, slowly bringing them above his head & hovering a hand over his now exposed underarms.
“Nononohoho dohONt thahats so bahad HEherO-!” The elder lowered his wriggling fingers closer to Kel’s death spot as he watched in fear & anticipatory belly laughter.
Before he stopped, & dashed to his stomach making him jolt his legs to his chest & whine, “Youhouhou fuhucker!”
Hero cackled at the miniature athlete’s response, asking, “What’s the magic word?”
Kel squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment, “Ohoh my GOHOD”
“Go on~!” He traced a line up his flanks to his sides, tickling lightly up the other’s torso (which wasn’t helping.)
“Juhust do ihit! Hehero!!”
“Do whatt?” He grinned with affection.
“Tihickle meEHE!” Kel threw his head back in deafening laughter, howling once his brother began to scribble & drill into his worst spot. His face burned a bright pink, as much as his ego suffered he knew it’d cheer Hero up, it always did & that was what mattered. (He also loved it. A lot. But he’d never say that.)
A minute or two of 90 decible squeals & useless protests later, Hero finally let up & smiled at the ticklish giggling mess that was his brother, ruffling his hair as he held his sides with left over ghost tickles.
“Fuhuck you, man. Were you tryihing to kihill me or what?” He snickered.
“You asked for it! Plus, “it’s tradition” right?” He snarked, “pft-hehey get ohoff!!” Kel giggled mischievously as Hero pushed the sneaking hand off his side.
“You feeling any better?” He asked.
“Yeah, thanks. I think I’m ready to talk about..everything.”
Kanene’s Notes: This fic is heavily inspired by This Headcanon that is basically that Hero has a natural quiet laughter and everyone likes to pretend that they ‘stole’ his giggles while tickling him
Warnings: This one has a lot of tickles dfghjhgfgh. Angst with a happy ending. Hurt/Comfort. Raspberries. Lee!Hero and Ler!Sunny&Ler!Kel. Around 3.500 words.
[~*~]
The top is a lonely place.
Actually, thinking about where he is - in the highest spot - feels weirdly frustrating. This numb feeling as he stared at the good grade on his newest text, the lack of even a small sparkle of proudness or relief at knowing that he did it again, the neutral tune of his face, the constant tiredness on his bones… none of this felt like the top. Like the best version of himself, like the amazingness and peak of development that he could achieve.
Yet, that was what everyone around him told that it was his place. The top of his class. The top of the students. The top of his school.
Hero had listened to it for years now, he had even fought with all his power for the title. And still he wondered when it would ever begin to make sense for him, to mean something for him.
(He wondered when he would look at the mirror with the same shine of pride and trust that his teachers and parents had when talking to him.)
"Hey, Hero! How did you do?"
Hero didn't grimace, because that was his classmate and she was nice. In any other and every other situation that didn’t involve school or grades, she was really nice.
Unluckily for him, that was not the case today.
"How did you do?" A smile, a curious look. Usually that would be enough to trail the attention away.
"I got a D! Not as brilliant as you, I guess, but still enough to pass so yeah!"
"D is still a good grade. I am glad you got it!"
"Hm mm, but still you're not running away from the question. Tell me, what did you get?"
His hand began scratching the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair. "Ah, nothing much, just a B." He chuckled in good humor.
"Nothing much? Hero, I would commit crimes for your grades! Uuuurg, and you don't even look happy for it, too. Come on, I would be shooting fireworks if I was you right now. Is being that good just so normal for you, golden student, that you don't even care about them anymore?"
Words appeared and died in his tongue. A mix of "You’re not me" and "but I don't feel happy" and "Please don't call me that". Instead, he smiled and opened his mouth to say something (anything).
Scratch, scratch, scratch. He could almost feel the spotlight. It was starting to irritate, burn his skin.
Another classmate cut them.
"Hey, hey, Heroooo, my man!" That was June. She was nice and the arm that he slipped across his shoulders in a half hug made warmth spread across the touch. She was nice. "Sorry for cutting you short but I really need you to explain the subject of our Literature test like right now."
His eyes ran at the clock above the white board on the room. It was lunchtime, their literature test would be in the period right after it.
"Of course!" Smile. Suddenly, he was back at his comfort zone, with notes and books and subjects that don’t make any sense, but when you start to stare at them long enough with a tilted head you can start to see the connections. "Do you have any questions in mind? What was the part you got the most confused?"
In a blink his own literature notebook was on his hands, pages being fastly flipped as the boy looked for where his notes were.
Silence. The arm slipped from his shoulders.
Hero looked up. June laughed, with a tiny drop of awkwardness and bit her thumb with a dangerous smile as she avoided the other's eyes.
"Everything."
Hero stopped. Blinked. There was a light tremble in his words.
"The seven chapters about art schools?"
"Yep." She popped the p. "And the historical context. And the authors. And characteristics." Hero must have shown a glimpse of the dread he was feeling inside because soon June was holding his hand and kneeling on the not-so-clean-and-where-did-all-this-ink-even-came-from-floor. "Please, Hero, please! I know that I haven't studied anything but you're so great at teaching. I will owe you that one, please!"
"Ok! Ok!" Hero fumbled a bit with his own hands, feeling a mix of relief to take over his movements. No one should be so desperate to get his help. And how could he even say no to her? "It's fine, it is a very long subject but we have one hour before the class so I think we can cover a bit more than the basics."
His face became more serious, determinated eyes. "Get your book. We're going to meet on the tree next to the entrance, alright?"
"Perfect!" June jumped in the same place. "Thank you so much, Hero!"
"It is fine." And it really was, Hero loved to teach. But…"I am always happy to help, but next time, please ask me a day or two before the test."
"Of course, dude!" And she was already out the door.
Deep sigh. Hero looked at the clock. Actually, he took like one week to study all that stuff, however, maybe if he got the main historical events and explained how those affected the literature, architecture and worldview of each age, perhaps he could summon the main points of everything.
Another minute ticked by. Hero got his sandwich from his bag, already opening and taking a bite. Today was going to be a long day.
At least June was truly nice.
(...)
The thing about having Sunny as a neighbor is that sometimes he was just… there.
Hero, in his spot laid on the floorboards of his room - having fallen there after coming back from school and realizing that Kel was still out with the basketball group, - stared wide eyed at the deep dark eyes that curiously peaked at him from above. As soon as his brain clicked and he recognized the boy, however, his fast heartbeats began to calm down.
“Sunny!” He didn’t really want to get up, the cold floor soaking through his clothes and resting on his skin making all his muscles relax and keeping his mind from floating away. Still, he sat and turned around to stare at the younger with a pleasant quirk of lips. “Did you come to see Kel? He is still at his basketball practice. I am sure that you can still find him if you go to the park.”
Sunny looked back at him, his face was less pale and his movements less sluggish. It was good to actually see him more often, see the light come back bit by bit in his eyes. The same attentive eyes that fixed their attention at the taller boy, the silence stretching across the room before Sunny seemed to arrive at a conclusion, lightly nodding his head before popping himself on the floor right at his side.
He pulled his knees up and rested his chin on them and Hero opened his mouth, wanting, but not knowing how to explain that he really wasn’t a fun company right now.
“Heh. Sunny, I-”
A hand rested on his. The cold fingers patting his hand twice before a phone screen was basically shoved in his face.
Hero blinked, chuckled and adjusted himself to see what was on the device. It was a video of a small duck shaking himself and walking excitedly behind its owner with a light and quick ‘pap pap pap’.
He smiled, much more naturally this time, and pretended to not notice how thick with emotion was his voice. “This is cute.”
Sunny nodded, seeming content with himself, before turning back to watch something else. Probably more videos with ducks.
“Right.” Hero mumbled for anyone in particular. Deep breath. “Alright.”
Something hot ran across his cheek. And another. And another. And another.
It felt like burning, almost as bad as his eyes. Almost as annoying as the itch on his nose, the dryness of his throat.
Still, the floorboards were cold. They were brown and smooth and filled with dents wherever the tip of his fingers passes, result of years and years of both him and Kel having more accidents than the normal amount for two boys with inexplicable clumsy tendencies.
Still, there was a cold hand on his and the sound of puppies ‘yip yap yap’ and ducks ‘pap pap pap’ in the air smiling at it felt a bit easier.
Breathe.
Hero stared at the ceiling for a pieces of minutes, letting himself slowly close his eyes as his breathing got slower.
What a long day.
(...)
He opened his eyes, rubbing them and yawning as the consciousness slowly creeped back to his senses. His gaze travelled to the window, confirming that it was still afternoon and that possibly didn’t doze off for more than an hour.
Stretching on the floor, the older one realized that Sunny was still there, unfolding from the tight ball he usually imitated when sitting down and answering his gaze with his own curious eyes.
Hero smiled.
Sunny was a good friend.
His smile quickly turned into a grin.
“Sunny. There is something on your face, come here for a second.”
One blink, two blinks, Sunny came closer. Hero tried to not let his plan ( or mischief) show too much on his face.
“Just a little bit closer.”
He opened his arms, Sunny moved to attend his request. Hero’s arms got closer and…
Bam!
*HERO captures you in a hug!*
With a squeak, Sunny trash for a second before realizing what was happening and letting himself fall on the floor with a small smile, amused titters making his shoulders bounce for a bit before he let himself be hugged like a teddy bear with no complaints.
“Thank you, Sunny. You’re a really good friend.”
The younger boy didn’t answer him, but it didn’t matter. The silence that fell on them wasn’t in any way awkward. There was no need for words when all of his acts and little expressions showed how much Sunny cared.
Hero only kept him in the embrace for a couple more of seconds, giving the boy a quick squeeze before letting him go as a dazzling smile took over his face. Now it was time for him to show a bit how he cared about the younger too.
That was enough sulking for one day.
“Kel still hasn't arrived, huh? What if we both play a game then? I am sure we still have that old Spaceboy videogame where you can race his-”
“Another game.”
The voice was low, but for the way that made him immediately stop right on his tracks could be the loudest shout to ever exist. Hero tried to not let the immense wave of pride that filled his chest everytime Sunny decided to express his opinion show in his expression.
“Do you want to play another game?”
Sunny nodded, lightly pushing Hero’s shoulder so he would be laying down again. Hero let himself fall with an amused light in his face.
How could he deny that boy anything, really.
“What game is it?”
Sunny shrugged, as if not sure, he didn’t wonder about it too much, however, the shorter quickly calling his attention by lightly shaking his hands and lifting them.
Hero tilted his head, confused and still amused. Kids nowadays are so fun.
Sunny repeated the movement.
“Ah!” Finally, it clicked. Hero lifted his own arms. Was this a new version of Worm? He and Kel used to play it all the time as kids, even though his mother never seemed excited in seeing her two sons wiggling around the floor like two invertebrate beings. “Like this?”
The younger nodded, patting the arms for a good measure and a clear message of ‘stay’.
Then he lifted his own hands again, Hero watched attentively, ready to follow the instructions to the next step of the game.
That was the moment Sunny shoved his hands on his sides.
The sound that came out of his mouth was a half gasp and a half squeal, arms immediately crashing down in an attempt to catch and stop the onslaught of squeezes and pinches that were being delivered all across the ticklish skin.
“Suhuhunny!!” As quick as the giggling came, it went away, being immediately replaced airy titters and low, almost inaudible laughter, especially as Sunny spidered his nimbly fingers upwards in order to escape the hands that tried to pry him away, each prod and poke on his sensitive ribs making the older one arch his back and let out a single high pitched squeak that made his entire face explode in warmth. “W-why!”
Sunny only hummed contently, letting his hands rest cozy and snug on his highest ribs, the tip of his fingers just scratching the tip of his armpits while the thumbs kneaded the ribs with energy. Soon enough more and more loud high pitched squeals and squeaks began breaking the quietness of his laughter only for Hero to descend right back and his hysterical airy giggles all over again, arms clued on his sides, torso squirming from a side to another in lazy, futile wiggles that did nothing to actually stop the sudden tickle attack.
“Got you.” Sunny’s voice was as calm as ever, with plenty of a playful joy blossoming on it freely. “I will steal all of your giggles for myself…”
His attack went back to his sides, however instead of maddening squeezes or killer pinches, Sunny simply laid his hands on the skin and vibrated.
Hero jumped, merely wheezing before inaudible snickers that made his shoulders bounce with giddiness bubbly right out of his lips.
“Got them. They’re mine now.” Hero almost wished that his laughter was as loud and boisterous as Kel’s just so it wouldn’t be so easy to listen to Sunny’s teasy remarks, which weren’t even that teasy in the first place, lacking the smugness Aubrey had during her tickle attacks or Kel’s mischievous pokes of fun, but his words right now sounded just so sincerely happy that all that Hero could do at the this was let out an embarrassing snort that made his cheeks even more warm, the gigantic smile plastered on his face getting wobblier.
Especially as he heard a voice from his doorway.
“Are we tickling Hero?”
The immediate cry of “No!” that flew from his voice was quickly subdued by the fact that the younger violin player decided to change his technique to a skilled scribbling that concentrated too much on the spot where his sides connected with his stomach to be a coincidence. The word died in the air just as Hero’s bouncy snickers got even bouncier and even snickery, Sunny’s affirmative hum instead filling the room.
“Great!”
“Don’t!” Hero managed to slip in between his chuckles, opening a watery eye just to face the one thousand watts smirk of his younger brother, a smirk full of promises of danger and his very immediate doom. His brain run though arguments to find anything, anything promising enough to discourage Kel from helping Sunny but all he got was the same mantra of “it tickles it tickles it ticklesitreallytickles” that scrambled his thoughts any time that wiggly fingers even looked at his direction.
“I’m going to-” Wheeze.
“I can’t-” Yelp.
“When I-” A hiccup. More airy giggles.
Finally, he acquiesced, accepting his fate. “Plehehehease.”
“You’re tickling his sides? Nice idea, Sunny! That is a very good spot.” Kel carelessly threw his bag somewhere on the floor running to sit right at his brother’s sides, taking full advantage of the situation where Hero couldn’t scold him for that. “But you have to see his reactions when I tickle his legs! It’s like a super secret spot that can get him crazy every single time!”
Hero actually jumped when a hand lifted his leg, a few half-heartedly kicks with no real effort showing his struggle as he shook his head in protest.
“He always gets all squirmy when I do that but he never actually tells me to stop.” Kel ‘whispered’ (which, for Kel’s standard, was a lowered shout). “Even when he kicks me it’s so light that I can barely feel it. I think that he really doesn’t mind being tickled but I don’t tell him that I know or he would be really embarrassed.”
Sunny seriously nodded in understanding. Hero wondered if his face was trying to melt with how hot it was. Maybe if he tried enough he could be able to get that invisibility power he always wanted as a kid.
He kicked again.
“Watch this.” Kel whispered to Sunny, who decided to stop his own attack so the taller could get some interrupted oxygen. Two sets of watchful eyes turned in Hero’s direction. “Ha! This one wasn’t even close, Hero. Try again!” And then Kel’s hand found his calf and began kneading.
The force of the crackle that was fished from his throat made Hero shoot his head backwards, arms failing around for a couple of seconds before he fell back on the floor, quiet, fast and impossible to hide began dancing around in the room like a sweet melody.
“Ok, ok!” Kel, like the little demon he is, laughed together with him. “Now you just need to do this and…” His fingers crawled a few inches closer to his knee, attacking the spot with squeezes and pinches non stop. A snort shot in the air. And another. And another. And another. “Tcharam!! A snorty piggie coming right up.”
“Kehehehel! Don’t!”
“Make me.” Kel raspberried at him, suddenly stopping the banter when he saw his neighbor moving like he was snatching something out of thin air. “Eh? Did you catch a mosquito?”
Sunny shook his head, a grin on his face. Hero turned his attention to him as well when the boy repeated the gesture.
“I am catching Hero’s snorts.”
“Ohohoho my gohohod.” Sunny telegraphed his movements enough that when the oldest’s protest began disappearing in a wheezy crackle he was already “snatching” it from the air. “Stohohohop!”
“Ah! I get it! But you can’t have only his snorts, Sunny. Look! I can make him do other sounds too.”
Suddenly there were scritchess and scratches worming their way on the extremely, awfully, horribly ticklish skin under his knee, giving every inch of it a special attention as more and more silly sounds fell in flocks from his lips.
“There is a giggle!”
“And a yelp!”
“Quick, catch this squeak, it’s already floating away.”
As Kel and Sunny kept their play pretend, Hero started to feel like he was going to explode, and, in an unexpected bound of energy the flew forward and catched Kel’s hands, holding them with a triumphant grin - which was cracking at the corners with leftover chuckles, it’s true, but still - as he stared down at the brother in front of him.
“Heyyy, Hero.” Kel smiled nervously. “I, huh, er, uh…”
“Hi, Kel.” He was careful enough to put a playful growl at the end of the younger’s name. “Missed your old friend, the Tickle Monster?”
“Eek! Aaaaah!! He is going to tickle me! Sunny!”
“Don’t worry, the Tickle Monster has two hands. One for each ticklish boOOOY!”
A sensation exploded across his senses. A buzzing that began in the back of his neck and spread like a tickly electricity across all his nerves, teasing his ears, dancing on his chin, zig zagging over his spine and humming over his torso.
“Yes! Get him, Sunny! More raspberries until the Tickle Monster is defeated!”
Quickly another raspberry followed the first, and then another and another over and over again, all of them unfairly attacking his unprotected neck. For a moment Hero lost himself in uncontrollable belly laughter, in smiles, in airy snickers, teetery titters and in a maddening sensation that made everything else but the constant idea that “It tickles!” disappear from his mind in a blink.
After some time, he was tapping the floor, happy tears running on his cheeks and a wheezy “enohohohough” flying from his lips as the tickling went away. Sunny running to stay at Kel’s side as his friend called him for a winning high five.
“We did it. We defeated him!” Kel’s excited voice made amusement fill his chest. Kids are so fun nowadays. “Your raspberry attack was a good idea.”
Breathe in. Breathe out. Giggle giggle giggle.
“But, eh, why were we tickling Hero?”
At this, Hero’s head shoot upwards, body slowly unfolding from the defensive ball it tried to mimic to watch Sunny with an equally curious gaze.
The shortest eyes glanced at his form for a bit, but before Hero could think anything out of it (was he going to tell-) Sunny just shrugged.
Silence.
“Ok! Hey, Sunny, since you’re here, we should play a game!”
Their neighbor grinned, just the tiniest tiny bit.
Hero wondered if he, as a good older brother, should warn Kel.
“Do you have any idea of a good one?”
But nah. Hero sighed - a mix of relief and a calm contentment that spilled from his soul and filled his heart. He would let them have their fun.
Omori tickles are epic and all but y’know what would be epic? Emori tickles! (The AU made by Shrimperini)
For example Emori Aubrey is pretty much the mediator of the group, making sure Sunny, Basil and Kel don’t fight eachother or dumb dumb crap, but imagine if she does this by absolutely destroying them with tickles?
Like Aubrey thinks Basil might be hiding Marijuana from her and so playfully interrogates him through giggles and laughter, pushing him onto the ground to absolutely destroy rip funny weed man, and like a tickle fight begins for the two of them but Basil almost always loses because he loves her!
However when he and Aubrey are hanging out maybe he just… randomly decides to gently tickle her, and like she squeals so adorably and says that’s really mean and he’s all like, “If it’s mean why ain’t you fighting back and fully embracing the laughter?” ;) and then she does then fight back and they just have a tickle fight but actually not because they don’t at all resist the giggles they cause eachother.
For Sunny and Kel perhaps the two are like… being really tsundere to eachother more than usual and Aubrey acts as the “mediator” mediator as in she absolutely WRECKS them with tickles! Sunny just takes it as he struggles to keep away a smile and giggle and Kel is full on flailing and swearing loudly at her and she’s all like “Sorry besties, I’ll only stop if the two of you hug and make up!” ;D
Also goth Mari… I think she’d find it very funny to just one day silently approach Sunny without his knowledge… and then go full silly ler goth mode and tickle him, soothingly reassuring him to not hold back his true feelings and laughter and him just doing that and laughing adorably, in contrast to his emo knife wielding persona he makes for himself! Also does that for Aubrey only she acts a little more rough tickling as she is more used to that compared to Sunny.
Hero…… uhhh idk I think he’d loath tickling of all types, with the possible exception being his girlfriend Mari. Like maybe when he’s stressed out studying Mari decides it’s to get playful and tickle him gently, causing him to snort in laughter and flail onto the ground in complete shock. (The good kind.) Mari is the only person he’ll allow to tickle him but he never tickles back because he thinks she wouldn’t like it. (She would love it actually and he’d love it too due to her cute laughter.)
You’d think emo Sunny wouldn’t like tickling but he love it just ans much and og Sunny, especially when it comes to destroying his best friends Basil and Kel. He doesn’t try with Aubrey as she’s the tickling extraordinaire and would casually destroy him in a tickling match. Basil and Sunny have a tickle fight with eachother as besties, but Kel is literally unable to tickle back against anyone and his flustered swearing is very funny and adorable to Sunny.
Speaking of Kel, he pretends so hard to not like tickling at all but actually…… he absolutely loves it. He never fights back being tickled but that’s only because he’s too shocked to do so, and he usually starts tickling others if they anger him too much… those people being Sunny and Aubrey. Unlike with Sunny he will tickle Aubrey, (Usually justifying it by saying she’s obnoxious but the reality is he wants to make her laugh.) but Aubrey always successfully fights back and DESTROYS him! And for Sunny… well he especially loves tickling him, though he struggles to stop himself from smiling as he doesn’t want his tough delinquent boy persona to be broken and get teased on by Sunny.
What do you think of the Emori tickle dynamics?
Oh my gosh, words are too little to express how much lovely this is! Emori is one of my favorite aus and to see all the silly, playful tickle dynamics here just make my heart sing ♡♡♡♡
Aubrey and Basil's tickle fights seems so adorable and niceeeee. The random attacks and gently tickles are just chef kiss fabulous to me, ya know? Also Aubrey trying to make Kel and Sunny get along by tickling them is so funnnnn x3
Kel and Sunny secretly loving tickling but trying to hide it is very sweet, also! Not to mention the way that Sunny let's himself go around Mari. P R E C I O U S
And the fact that Hero loves tickling when it comes to his gf ♡♡♡♡♡ cute cute cuteeeee
