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Lee robbie from terrible mouse plz???
*knocks* Hi there there's lee!Robbie
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Lee robbie from terrible mouse plz???
*knocks* Hi there there's lee!Robbie
Lee!Robbie HCs
Well, hello there! Long time no see!
Yeah i'm not too active on tumblr much these days, but i'm hoping to make that change, every great once and a while! I've also got a fanfic in the works (also lee!robbie btw) but until then, I offer you some thoughts on this boy whom i love so dearly <333
NSFW/FETISH BLOGS PLEASE DNI!!!
Being an emo is so lee core. What are you refusing to smile/laugh for, hmm?? I know what you are
Wendy is his main ler, ofc, but close behind is mabel!!! in my mind, him and mabel end up being close friends/have a big brother and little sister dynamic and they are SO best friends core!!! and you can't be besties with Mabel Pines without being wrecked <3333
ESPECIALLY with an angsty attitude like his. She will NOT stand for this constant frowning!!
He swears a LOT when being tickled, especially right beforehand when he's in Panic mode, and mabel doesn't take too kindly to that
Their whole friend group has also teamed up on him a time or two
They all like to poke or jab him randomly bc of the funny little noises he makes
Even if they're not participating themselves, his friends like to tease him as it's happening (Mainly Nate and Lee) and encourage the ler to go to worst spots/do particular things they know get to him, etc
But it's all in good fun, they all know he's having fun :333
There's something very sweet to me about him going all in on being emo/angsty but holding onto this ONE silly, childish thing that makes him happy....
He's shown to be a bit of an artist, so I bet he totally hasn't drawn his epic, totally not a self insert OC being wrecked by the also totally not an insert for the girl he has a crush on
You can tell he's in a lee mood by how obnoxious his ego is "Yeah, whatever..." Not in a mood "Uh, yeah, I could totally take you!" In a mood
His main spot is under his arms, mainly bc I love imagining him trying to do literally ANYTHING and always having to put himself "at risk" in front of wendy/his friends
He's SUCHHHH a brat!! and for what? everyone knows what you're doing, you're not hiding ANYTHING by acting tough <3333
"Tch, and just what are YOU gonna do?" "What, am I supposed to be scared or something?"
His confidence is almost INSTANTLY dashed by ANY sort of advance from a ler. You so much as move as he's shrinking back and suddenly he's "sorry" for what he said
He isn't. Hope this helps <3333
He also likes to use his angsty nature to his advantage and dramatically lament about random things and do dramatic poses while doing so, hoping/knowing somebody's gonna take advantage of the fact that his arms are up and over his head
Mabel calls it "cheering him up" when she wrecks him for it, Wendy calls it "shutting him up" ;KAJSDFLKJASKD
Him and Wendy have been childhood friends for a good while, so he's been wrecked PLENTY over the years, meaning he has a surprising amount of endurance
He's quick to crumble with teasing, but he can put up with quite a bit of tickling
I don't think this man has tickled another person in his LIFE A;SDKFJALSKDJK
He can sure try!!! Oh, how he's tried!! but it NEVER turns out good for him laskdjfkd so sorry buddy
Except i'm not sorry bc he's a lee and he's having the time of his life <333
Afterwards, he's actually pretty. chill and sweet :333 He's got a bit more pep in his step and just generally a lot happier for a while
That's all for now, thank you for reading!!
An Unexpected Roommate
Chapter 26: Hospital Visits and Wild Memories
Robbie, Chase and eventually Shawn try to console Jamie as he's given some mind-altering news. As the day goes by, Robbie learns some new things about Chase and his history with a certain Irish internet sensation.
It's about time I uploaded this new chapter. Sorry it's been ages since my last update. I'm almost done my second year of college! With everything in my life going well, I hope to get back into writing once again.
Not long after their playful interaction, his doctor had walked into the room to check up on Jamie.
“Hello Jameson. How are you feeling?” He asked.
Jamie smiled and morphed his hand into an ‘okay’ sign.
“That’s good. Are you having any more difficulty breathing?” The doctor asked him.
Jamie shook his head.
“Alright. So the good news is, it looks like the bleeding was coming from your throat. Meaning your larynx-” The doctor leaned in. “Or rather what’s left of it…” He teased, making Jamie chuckle. “-Seems to be relatively okay.” The doctor explained. “Though the blood has clotted, we will need to make sure it doesn’t start bleeding again. If this happens, then the blood clot may cause another coughing fit. Right now, our biggest concern is the risk of blood getting into your lungs.” The doctor further explained.
Jamie nodded with understanding.
“As much as I hate to open up old wounds, I would recommend that we put a tracheostomy tube into your neck for about 3 weeks to make sure your airway is clear while your throat heals.” The doctor explained.
Jamie tightened his lips as he heard this. He sensed that they would give him a tube regardless of his history. But…he began to wonder something. Jamie signed a question to him.
“My apologies-”
“He asked ‘Will I be able to speak again?’.” Chase translated for the doctor.
The doctor widened his eyes, and looked at Jamie with a mixture of shock and uncertainty. “Uhh…Mr. Jackson…” The doctor pulled himself together and smiled awkwardly. “We will have to see. Only time will tell.” The doctor replied.
Chase shrugged his shoulders. Not a bad answer. A generalized one, but that doesn’t seem to be too bad in this case. ‘Tell me the truth.’ Jamie signed to him.
Chase’s bit his lip. “He wants you to tell him the truth.” He translated awkwardly.
“I…I’m telling him the truth the best I can.” The doctor admitted. “Only time will tell if the wound will heal properly.” The doctor admitted. “And frankly, the fact that he had lived with no tracheostomy up until this point, is a miracle in and of itself.” The doctor added.
Jamie sighed and looked down. He looked overwhelmed, disappointed and nervous all at once. No one, not even Jamie himself, could figure out which feeling he was experiencing more…all Chase could point out were those 3 emotions planted on his face. Slowly, Jamie nodded his head and signed the words ‘Thank you’.
“He said thank-”
“I know that one. No problem, Jameson. We’ll get the equipment prepped for the tracheostomy, and we’ll take you down in an hour.” The doctor told him.
Jamie nodded his head and watched as the doctor left the room. As soon as the door was closed, Jamie scoffed and held his head in anguish. ‘So stupid…’ he angrily signed. The signs were visible enough to be seen by Chase and Robbie.
Robbie walked up to Jamie and placed a hand onto his. “That’s not what you wanted to hear…was it…?” Robbie asked him kindly.
Jamie shook his head. ‘A voice is a large part of a person’s identity. Without a voice, most of the world can’t understand you.’ Jamie explained. ‘You lose your confidence, you lose your sense of self…’ Jamie continued. ‘You never know what you were blessed with until you lose it…’
Chase nodded his head. “I know…”
Jamie looked up at Chase with visible sadness. ‘Those 5 seconds…’ Jamie’s eyes began to well up with tears. ‘...Were the best 5 seconds of my entire life.’ Jamie told him, letting out an audible sob.
Chase ran up to Jamie and hugged him tightly. “Oh Jamie…” Chase said softly. “I’m so sorry…”
Robbie looked down. He began to sniffle. “You felt hope for 5 seconds…” Robbie sobbed. “And now it’s gone…” He whimpered.
Jamie looked at Robbie with a saddened smile, and pulled him into the hug as well. Jamie held both Chase and Robbie in a group hug for as long as he could. He felt unbelievably thankful to have close friends who were willing to support him through the difficult times. He had an amazing collection of friends who have always stayed by his side, even when his other friends had aged around him and passed on. His life had always been unbelievably complicated and confusing…but all he cared about right now, was this single moment.
Jamie soon let go of the boys and signed ‘Thank you’ to them both. He patted the shoulder of Chase, and booped the nose of Robbie, happy to have them there with him.
“Hey oldie.” Someone said at the door.
Jamie looked to the door, and smiled brightly. It was Shawn, holding a brown teddy bear and a little bag of candies in his hands. “You getting through okay?” Shawn asked him.
Jamie used both his hands to get Shawn to come closer. ‘Get over here, hermit.’ Jamie signed.
Shawn gasped dramatically, and threw the teddy bear at him. “How dare you call me a hermit!” Shawn reacted playfully.
Jamie caught the teddy bear with one hand, and signed the words ‘eff you’ back to him. Turning the bear around, Jamie silently laughed as he saw the cloth broken heart that had been sewn together with a needle and thread.
“There wasn’t anything lung-related…Thought the heart would be close enough.” Shawn told him.
Jamie smiled. ‘Heart and lungs are connected. It counts.’ He signed.
Shawn smiled brightly as he walked closer to him. “Good! Cause I also brought sugary heart attacks for you.” Shawn added, giving Jamie the bag of sweets. “Nuthin’ better than diabetes in a bag.” He joked. Jamie read the bag:
[Vidal™ Cola Gummies]
Jamie threw his head back with an audible wheeze. ‘Cola gummies?!’ He reacted.
“Hell yeah!” Shawn reacted.
Chase widened his eyes. “Holy crap! Do you know how hard it is to find those?!” He asked.
“Too hard, in my opinion.” Shawn added.
‘I haven’t had these in ages!’ Jamie signed rather excitedly as he opened the bag.
“Me neither! Can I have one?” Shawn asked.
Jamie rolled his eyes and scoffed. ‘Fine…’ He gave Shawn 3 gummies and grabbed a couple himself.
“Aw sweet! Thanks!” Shawn popped one of them in his mouth, and hummed happily. “Oh my god…” He started dancing slightly. “They’re almost the exact same recipe!” Shawn reacted.
‘These bring back so many memories.’ Jamie added, happily chewing the candy.
“Can I have one?” Chase asked.
Jamie nodded his head and gave 2 to Chase, and 2 to Robbie.
“Thanks Jamie!” Robbie said, popping one into his mouth. “Mmm! They taste like coke!” Robbie reacted.
Chase laughed. “That’s because they’re coke-flavored.” he told him.
Robbie giggled. “I know…” He responded.
“Did you?” Chase asked.
“...” Robbie popped the second candy into his mouth. “No.” He said with a giggle while chewing on the gummy.
Chase bursted out laughing at Robbie’s comical reply, before doubling over and starting to cough. “Hahahaha- *cough, cough* Fuhuck-” He started coughing harder. “That candy nearly went down the wrong pipe!” Chase reacted.
Jamie smirked. ‘Don’t be stupid, bro.’ he signed, spelling out the nickname.
Chase raised an eyebrow. “I’ll stop being stupid the moment you stop being a prick.” Chase shot back.
Jamie giggled. ‘I’ll stop being a prick the moment you take down your Bro Average YouTube channel.’ Jamie signed.
Shawn dropped his jaw with a smile, and covered his mouth with his fist. “Oh my god!” He exclaimed, laughing.
Chase groaned and sighed. “Please…Don’t remind me.”
Robbie looked to Chase. “What is he talking about? What’s Bro Average?” Robbie asked.
Shawn pulled out his phone and pulled up the video. “Here you go…” Shawn gave Robbie his phone, before saying “Chase’s YouTube Channel”.
“Shawn, no!” Chase reacted, attempting to take it from Robbie.
But Robbie put up his hand to stop him, and watched the video anyway. Watching a younger version of Chase, Robbie giggled a little bit. “Why is your hair green?” Robbie asked.
“It was…a trend…” Chase muttered.
“And why are you throwing tea bags?” Robbie asked.
“Again…a trend.” Chase admitted.
Robbie bursted out laughing when video-Chase ran around, jumping around and shaking the camera as he celebrated getting the tea bag in for the ‘first time’. “Hahahaha! I’ve never seen you so happy over a tea bag!” Robbie reacted.
Shawn laughed a bit as well, watching the video with the kid.
“Please…Turn it off…” Chase begged.
“Why? Are you embarrassed?” Robbie asked.
“Come on man…” Shawn patted his shoulder. “It was just a sign of the times.”
“This is just Dude Perfect!” Robbie mentioned.
“Yeah…I know.” Chase said.
“And…Who’s Jack…setic…eye?” Robbie asked.
Chase widened his eyes, and looked at the YouTube channel. The profile picture was of a green eye with blue irises, and the name said “Jacksepticeye” with “30.8m subscribers” and “5.2k videos” beside it.
Chase sighed a bit, and smiled to himself. “He’s…an old friend. His name is Séan. He’s a youtuber like me…except, a million times more popular.” Chase explained. “He used to be a roommate of ours. We’d call him Séan or Jack usually.” He explained further. “It’s been a while since we last talked. But I’m still in contact with him. I have his phone number right here. But we’re both so busy.” Chase explained.
“What does he look like?” Robbie asked, curiously. Chase smiled and pulled up a picture of Séan. He had long, brownish, greyish shoulder length hair, with glasses and a beard similar to Chase’s own. He had ear loops, and blue eyes. He looked quite a bit older than Chase. “Wow…” Robbie muttered quietly.
Chase smiled brightly. “Yeah. That’s a newer picture too. He never used to look like that. He used to have shorter, more brown hair. And he rarely ever wore the loop earrings.” Chase admitted.
Robbie nodded his head eagerly as Chase showed him an older picture of Séan holding a black mic, wearing a black hoodie with letters on it.
“P…M…A.” Robbie mumbled aloud. “PMA?” Robbie asked.
Chase smiled. “It’s an acronym. It stands for Positive Mental Attitude.” Chase explained. “He’s still a big inspirational influencer who’s reached high levels of success from both YouTube, charities, and touring shows.” Chase explained.
“So…He taught people to think positively?” Robbie asked.
“Yeah…And to take care of your mental health.” Chase told him.
“Oh…So…Sadness?” Robbie asked.
“Well…” Chase struggled to explain it. “It’s…more than just sadness.” Chase cleared his throat. “It’s fear, anxiety, depression, and general mood.” Chase tried to explain. “Do you remember Dr. Schneeplestein telling you that you have PTSD?” Chase asked Robbie.
“Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder?” Robbie clarified.
“Right.” Chase paused and did a double-take. “Wait…You pronounced that perfectly.” Chase reacted, shocked. “How did you do that?”
“I talked to Henry about it.” Robbie admitted. “It’s a mental health problem.”
Chase smiled a bit. “A mental health ‘disorder’...As in, a disruption in your brain.” Chase explained.
Robbie nodded his head. “So…I have a brain distruption.” Robbie tried to say.
Chase smiled. “Dis-rup-tion.” Chase said slowly.
“Dis-ruption.” Robbie said back.
“Nailed it, dude.” Chase offered him a high five. Robbie giggled and slapped his hand, showing his excitement. “Damn! What a slap!” Chase reacted, slightly waving his hand in pain. “Have you been working out or something? My god…” Chase reacted.
Robbie genuinely laughed for the first time since entering the hospital with Jamie. “So…Where’s Séan now?” Robbie asked.
“He’s living with his girlfriend here in Brighton.” Chase admitted.
“Okay.” Robbie looked up at Chase. “I wanna meet him.” He declared.
Chase widened his eyes. “R-Really?!” Chase looked towards Shawn and Jamie in shock. Shawn looked surprised but encouraging, while Jamie looked slightly nervous…And Chase could quickly remember why. Jamie had been roped into all of the alter stuff with Séan before…literally…and Chase could only imagine how scared Jamie was of Séan and his alter ego…and how scared he may still be.
“Well…” Chase finally started to speak up. “Maybe another time.” Chase responded. “For now, let’s focus on getting Jamie all better.” Chase encouraged.
“Okay!” Robbie responded happily, dropping the subject.
Jamie let out a breath of relief and nodded his head. He looked thankful to Chase for changing the subject. Talking about Séan was a bittersweet thing…but talking about the other one was…not a pleasant thing for Jamie to remember. So having Chase during a downward recollection of the worst moments, was a huge relief from Jamie’s stress.
“Hey Jamie! Get better!” Robbie yelled.
Jamie snickered and covered his mouth. ‘Robbie!’ he signed. ‘It doesn’t work like that.’
“Well, get better faster!” Robbie spoke up next.
This just made all 3 of the adults burst out laughing. “Rohobbie, you can’t just order people to get better faster.” Chase told him.
Robbie huffed. “But I’m boooored.” Robbie whined.
“Bored, huh?” Shawn asked.
“Very bored…” Robbie mumbled.
“You want some entertainment?” Chase asked him, smirking slightly.
“Yeah!” Robbie cheered.
“Alright! Close your eyes.” Chase told him.
As soon as Robbie’s eyes were closed, Chase looked at Shawn and gestured for him to come closer. When he did, Chase gently moved Robbie slightly closer to Shawn, and lifted Robbie’s hands above his head.
“What are you doing?” Robbie asked.
“You’ll see in a moment.” Chase told him.
Robbie sighed and impatiently waited for things to get interesting. Chase gave Shawn Robbie’s hands, and made sure that Shawn had a good grip on the kid’s wrists. Once Shawn nodded with the go-ahead, Chase looked at Jamie and wiggled his fingers towards Robbie. This made Jamie widen his eyes with a big smile, perfectly understanding what Chase had in mind.
“Can I open my eyes yet?” Robbie asked in a slightly whiny tone.
“Yup, you can open your eyes now.” Chase told him, before taking his position. Robbie opened his eyes, and looked up at Chase, who was wiggling his fingers at him with the most mischievous look on his face. Quickly, Robbie began to clue in on what was gonna happen. Robbie began to giggle nervously. “Uh oh…” Robbie muttered, giggling a little more as Chase’s hands got closer to his sides.
“Iiii’m gonna getcha~” Chase teased him.
“Ohoho NOHO!” Robbie squealed and lifted his one leg in an attempt to cover his belly. “Chahahase!” Robbie yelled.
“Whaaaat? Isn’t this what you wanted?” Chase asked.
“Juhust do it!” Robbie yelled.
“Okay, fine!” Chase rolled his eyes and started tickling his upper sides first. “God, so needy.”
Robbie’s squeaky laughter filled the room almost immediately. The little kid was pulling on his wrists, leaning his head back as he just laughed. It had only been 3 seconds in, and Robbie ALREADY had the biggest smile on his face. It was completely contagious, and it only took a few more minutes for Chase to start laughing along with him! Even Shawn was giggling a little bit himself!
“Chahahase plehehehease!” Robbie called.
“Please what?” Chase asked back. “What do you want me to go next?” He asked.
Robbie giggled and shook his head. “Ahaharmpihihits?” Robbie asked.
“But of course!” Chase said dramatically. “Such a wonderful choice! Shall I begin?” Chase switched to a dramatic British accent as he started tickling and fluttering his fingers against the kid’s armpits.
Right away, Robbie was squeaking and laughing in the most childish little laughter you could ever hear. You could tell from the laughter alone, that he was absolutely loving this. Though some people would’ve likely looked at them with confusion and slight worry, it was clear on his face that Robbie had no problem with this. This kid LOVED to laugh, and that was more than evident on that child’s face. It was as if he knew he was going to disneyland! And to say the laughter was a nice change to the general hospital setting, would be a severe understatement.
Slowly, Chase moved his fingers to the kid’s ribs, so the tickles weren’t so strong on the little boy. Though it lessened, Robbie was still giggling up a storm. No one could stop the little Laffy Taffy! And it was quite hilarious!
About 5 hours later, Jamie was discharged from the hospital with a tracheostomy tube to keep things open and available for the doctors to operate in the future. They also said that if things work out well, Jamie may be able to get the tracheostomy tube removed to leave a skin hole on his neck. That way, it would be easier to handle for the future.
With that done, Shawn hopped into the driver's seat and looked at Chase. “Okay. It’s 20 to 6 now. Where are we heading?” Shawn asked.
Chase spoke up. “Can you drop me and Robbie off at the Social Board? That police officer is meeting us there for a sit-down dinner.” Chase explained.
Robbie gasped and started clapping his hands. “YAY!” Robbie cheered excitedly.
Chase smiled. “And…If you and Jamie wanna eat out somewhere? Go ahead.” Chase encouraged. Shawn smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright. Jamie?” Shawn adjusted the rear-view mirror to see Jamie’s response.
Jamie signed the letters ‘M-C-D-O-N-A-L-D-S’.
Shawn just laughed. “Really? You want McDonald’s of all things?!” Shawn reacted, laughing.
Jamie just responded by flipping the bird back at him. Shawn wheezed and slammed his hand on the steering wheel. “Fine, fine! We’ll go to fuckin’ McDonald’s, you basic ass bitch.” Shawn muttered aloud as he put the car into drive.
Chase looked to Shawn. “There are children present.” Chase reminded him. “Yeah! Don’t fucking swear in front of me!” Robbie yelled back.
Chase slowly turns to Robbie, and stares him down. “...We gotta work on your fuckin’ language.” Chase muttered to him, making Robbie laugh.
OUGHHHHH thank you for your kind comments on my Robbie HC's!!!!! I love that stupid little emo so much <333 And i'm very glad you enjoyed them!!
If your GF requests are still open, may I humbly request the tickle scene we were so wrongfully robbed of with lee!robbie and ler!mabel? :3c No pressure ofc!! Love all your drawings btw!!
~rockets-sillyobsession
Omg hiiiii! It's no problem! your HCs were a blessing to my eyes 😌
And as for the request, I would just LOVE to draw you a scenario like that! They are the older brother and younger sister dynamic ever, and your HCs were spot on correct, no one who is friends with Mabel can escape her wrath. 😈
Okay, give me a few days and I should be able to conjure that up for you! Have a lovely day or night, Rocket!
lost and found
» summ: purah and robbie find themselves on a new mission—analyze a mysterious mini guardian—but the sheikah slate is nowhere to be seen.
» characters: lee!robbie + ler!purah
» word count: 1.2k
» warnings: [this is a tickle fic; if that’s not for you, scroll ❤︎]
Purah scrambled in, the sudden clanking of metal against metal as a she poured a handful of ancient screws across the table. And beside her newly laid out materials—a new, never before seen guardian model. She reached over for the ancient tablet that gave them the access to analyze in the first place, brow furrowing when her hand met nothing but air.
“Robbie—where’s the sheikah slate??”
She called out, groaning impatiently as she stumbled past piles of books and guardian parts, only to see her fellow labmate residing beside an old guardian head covered in moss.
“Dunno.” He mumbled, without looking up from his activity. Of course. Her patience already wearing thin, she only folded her arms with a scoff.
“You had it last—you can't just lose something as important as that!”
“I didn't lose it!” He protested, cracking his knuckles before giving an ancient shaft a twist. “Maybe you lost it—“
“No, that’s impossible—you were the last one to use it!” She huffed, the annoyance in her voice only conveying she genuinely believed it to be lost. And she would’ve continued on that road, had she not have paused for a moment, eyeing what Robbie was really doing. Letting her impatient exterior fade, she simply sat beside him, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
“I see you’re, uh, examining that one’s core huh?”
Robbie nodded, an excited smile visible now as he turned to face Purah. “Yeah! Actually, I was able to see how much energy remains in this ol’ guy here—it seems he could still be pretty active, if his head were still on his body, that is. I also saw—hey!” He yelped out of surprise when she tackled him to the ground, thankfully not harming any of the materials nearby.
“Liar.”
She smirked, resting her hands on her hips as she eyed his expression, awaiting the shift in tone. He blinked, and giggled to himself realizing she couldn’t even see due to his eccentrically large goggles.
“Whaddaya mean liar?? You think I don’t know how to analyze a basic guardian model?”
“You can only analyze the energy levels in the core with the sheikah slate.”
The silence was deafening, that was until Robbie attempted to make a run for it, but Purah was one step ahead, dragging him back down to the ground.
“So i’ll ask again, where is it, hm?” She tilted her head to the side a bit, trying to get even the smallest read on his expression behind those goggles.
“I-I don’t have it! I told you!” He sputtered, biting his lip once he realized how that sounded. Fuck.
“You’re lying to me? Again?” She shook her head, a small smirk visible now, and Robbie couldn’t help but find a nervous smile of his own creeping across his face.
“You’re just trying to get ahead of me, aren't ya? That’s what some would consider cheating.” She stretched out the last word, suddenly resting her hands on his hips. His sudden jerk to the touch made her laugh, and without warning, she began scribbling her fingers around his sides.
“Soooo you done lyin’ yet?” She snickered at his sudden peal of high-pitched giggles that came from underneath her grasp.
“Nono! st-stop!” He sputtered between giggles, futilely kicking at his feet and squeezing his arms to his sides. Purah couldn’t help but laugh along with him, she’d thought that after their many tickle fights that he’d learn that never works.
“No? You’re not done lying? Pleaaase, you’re just askin’ for it now, aren't ya?” She teased with an innocent smile, squeezing at his ribs. With a stupidly loud snort, he desperately squeezed his arms against his sides while laughing too much to even deny her accusation.
“Pff, I’m getting snorts now?” She mused, her taunting conveying nothing but playfulness as her attack continued. “C’moooon—you seriously won't just tell me where it iiis? It’ll save you from more of this..” She sang, demonstrating with a sudden series of rapid squeezes up and down his ribs, which elicited a few more snorts and a frantic laughing fit.
“NOHOho! Y-You're cheating!” He half-heartedly swatted at her hands, and she only laughed at that response. “Oh, this is the best you can do? Please..”
Suddenly the tickles came to a halt, and Robbie found himself fighting off the residual giggles as he eyed Purah’s hands, expecting another strike.
She only snickered and extended out an arm, holding out her hand. Still with the toothy grin plastered across his face, he took the sheikah slate from his jacket pocket, and plopped it in her hand.
“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” She giggled, standing up and marching back over to the analysis table. Robbie shook his head with a chuckle, “You’re a dirty cheater—you pulled that card on me!”
She laughed again, “Really? Sure you weren’t provoking?” With a brow raise, she couldn’t help but smirk knowingly. Of course she already knew the answer to that question, but it was all the more fun watching him get flustered over the predicament of his own making.
“I was going to give it to you once I was done using it!”
“Uh huh, suuure—why didn’t you just tell me you had it then??”
“Because reasons!” He announced, a stupid grin across his face as he walked over, getting a look at the guardian that lay on the table.
“My my, it’s definitely a find for sure—“
“That’s an understatement. I mean, have you ever seen anything like this before?”
Purah raised a hand to grab the her glasses that rested on top of her head, but much to her annoyance, she grabbed nothing but air.
“Robbie have you—oh for hylia’s sake!”
She couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of him trying on her large red lenses over his ridiculous goggles. “I need to get a closer look, genius!” With a playful scoff, she delivered a flurry of pokes to his sides, which followed by an instant squeak—distracted him enough for her to grab the glasses.
“You’re the biggest dork on the planet, yknow..”
“The biggest guardian eccentric dork, mind you.” He corrected, looking over back to the table, and beamed once he saw the mini guardian up on its tiny feet.
“The slate worked! He’s up and running! Thaaaaaat’s what I’m talking abouuutt!” He declared with triumph, taking his pose as he extended an arm and pointed to the sky.
“And it seems our little friend here loves to capture the moment.” Purah picked up the tablet to see a photo, only it was taken at a lower angle—almost as if from the point of view of the little guardian.
“Oh, I look fantastic with those, I knew it!” Robbie laughed, peering over her shoulder to view the photo. It was a moment from a few minutes ago, him wearing Purah’s glasses and her laughing at how stupid he looked.
“Wow…I’ve never seen such a guardian who could create these true-to-life images…I wonder…” She trailed off, and a few clicks and swipes later, she set down the slate slowly.
“What? What is it?” Robbie inquired, eagerly peering over to see the screen.
“This guardian. It has a lot more memories…” She looked up him with a determined glint in her eyes “We better inform the princess—and in the meantime, let’s get extracting this data…”
“We should team up on this one, don’t ya think?”
“Waaay ahead of ya—!”
Are Zombies Ticklish?
Hi there. I’m just your average fangirl. I write these fics for fun and to entertain anyone who reads them. And remember, they are called fanFICTION for a reason. Don’t take them too seriously. Enjoy.
Summary: Marvin finds out that Robbie’s ticklish
What was there to really say about the cheerful and child-like zombie they call Robbie. He's such an up beat, glass half-full kind of person. He was absolutely fascinated with the world around him and everyone in it. He naturally got along quite well with the rest the egos, especially Marvin.
Marvin seemed to cared for Robbie more than the other egos. In a mother hen sort of way. (Headcannon: Marvin was the one who brought Robbie back to life via dark magic and that sort of stuff) Not that Robbie minded of course. He loved the attention.
Right now, Marvin had occupied himself with entertaining Robbie with a few of his magic trick. They both sat on the floor of his room as he made colorful sparks fly through the air as Robbie looked on in awe.
"Again! Again!" Chanted the cheerful zombie.
"I think that's enough magic tricks for right now." Marvin said closing his book of enchantments.
"No! More magic." Robbie cheered.
"No. Robbie that's enough."
"Please!" Robbie stared at Marvin hoping he could get the magician to change his mind. Marvin racked his brain as he saw the excitement and hope in Robbie's eyes.
The mask man sighed in defeat.
"Fine. But only one more trick." He gave in opening his spell book in search of another trick to amuse the zombie.
"Yay!" Robbie clapped triumphantly watching Marvin flip through page after page.
Marvin looked up from his book and smiled at Robbie.
"Dang it Robbie, why do you insist on being so cute?"
"Robbie is not cute. Robbie is a big strong zombie." Robbie said taking in a big breath of air, puffing up his chest to seem tougher. (Robbie speaks of himself in the third person.)
Marvin giggled as he pushed his book aside to scoot closer to the young zombie.
"Is that so?" Marvin questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Robbie simply nodded, not wanting to yet release the air he was holding in.
"What if I..." Marvin cursiously reached out poked Robbie's belly. Robbie went out a long exhale as well as few giggles that had just slipped out.
"Was that a giggle I heard?" Marvin asked mischievously, moving slightly closer to him.
"N-No." Robbie replied nervously.
"Really? Cause I swore I heard a giggle coming from somewhere." Marvin slowly wrapped his arms around Robbie's torso from behind till he was completely consumed in Marvin's embrace.
"Maharvin don't." Robbie giggled grabbing onto the magician's arms.
"Don't what? I just wanted to know where that mysterious sound came from." Marvin's fingers were suddenly put into motion as they began slowly spidering at Robbie's sides.
Robbie squeal before falling into a giggle fit.
"Nahahaha! Rohohobbie is ticklish!"
"There it is again. Where could that noise be coming from?" He said skittering up the zombie's ribs.
"Mahaharvin nohoho!"
"Oh Robbie. Do you happen to know where that sound is coming from?"
"Mahaharvin!"
"Yes~?" He sang.
"Yohohou're tickling Rohohobbie!"
"I am? I hadn't noticed. Well, since I'm apparently tickling you, might as well make the most of it." Marvin's hands quickly shot to Robbie's tummy, squeezing and scribbling at the slight pudge.
Robbie shrieked. He immediately found himself bursting in hysterics. What can he say, he's too ticklish for his own good.
Marvin gave a warm smile at the the zombie's reaction. He loved hearing how melodious and pure Robbie's laugh was. It was practically filled with all the joy and happiness in the world. Or... at least that's how it sounded to Marvin.
"MAHAHARVIN PLEHEHEHEASE!
"Please what? Tickle you more? If you insist." Marvin scratching and skittering at the zombie's hips.
Robbie suddenly took what little strength he had and reached to grab at Marvin's wrists, but not doing much more.
"What's wrong Robbie? You don't like my tickly fingers?" Marvin asked slowing to a stop.
Robbie just sat there still giggling not wanted to give an answer.
"That's alright." Marvin whispered into Robbie's ear. "I don't need my hands to tickle you anyway."
Marvin then grinned as he snapped his fingers. Robbie's eyes widened as he suddenly felt an odd feeling on his tummy, his giggles almost immediately turned back in hysteria.
Robbie quickly let go of Marvin's wrists to try and protect himself from what felt like a thousand fingers simultaneously attacking his defenseless tummy.
"NOHOHOHO! NOHOHO FAHAHAIR!"
"All's fair in love and tickling." Marvin responded. He then lowered his head down and blew a big sloppy raspberry on his unsuspecting victim’s neck.
Robbie howled with laughter, kicking and thrashing in the Marvin's hold. Although, he never showed any signs of disliking the assault. And for good reason, he didn't. He loved this! He loved how playful Marvin had suddenly become. The magician would usually be off on his own studying magic or trying to perfect some spell, so Robbie cherished every moment he got to spend with him.
Eventually Marvin found himself laughing along, absolutely adoring the mess he had made his friend. The magician snapped his fingers and watched as both his magic and Robbie's laughter began to die down.
Robbie leaned back onto Marvin's chest, letting the last of his laughter escape.
"Why are you still laughing? I'm not even tickling you anymore." Marvin asked holding Robbie close.
"Rohohobbie can still feel ihit."
Marvin sighed. He kissed the top of Robbie's head, making the zombie giggle and snuggle closer to the warmth of Marvin's chest.
Damn it Robbie, why'd you have to be so cute?
So we all know how Gravity Falls is one of the best childhood shows ever, right? And with that popularity, I've seen my fair share of rlly good Gravity Falls tkl content...however, has anyone considered lee!Robbie? Bro is an angsty teen with hidden anxiety and a permanent urge to keep up his 'cool' and supposedly 'heartless' persona, there's no way that this guy has not been wrecked at least once by his parents or Wendy.
Basically, if anyone is hyperfixated on GF and would like the idea of lee!Robbie, pls make a fic or tk art or hcs, I beg of you 🙏
An Unexpected Roommate
Chapter 12: The Lovely Father-Son Day
Chase and Robbie spend the day together and grow some new memories. Throughout the day they do risks, tease each other and remind each other (for the millionth time) just how special the other person is.
For @ashleedragon
Chase packed up a snack for Robbie and packed a sweater in case Chase and Robbie got cold. Chase collected up a couple toys for Robbie, and finally looked around the house for Robbie.
“Hey Robbie? You all ready to go?” Chase asked.
“Coming!” Robbie yelled from what sounded like across the house. Chase chuckled as he listened for Robbie’s tiny, and fast footsteps. The brittle little child ran down the stairs, down the hall and slid right up to Chase with three toy cars in his hand. “Look! I have a Ferrari Portofino, a Ford Taurus, and a Volkswagen Beetle!” Robbie declared.
“Nice!” Chase reacted. “How’d you get the Ferrari Portofino? That looks really rare.” Chase asked.
“Mommy ran a model car show one day! And there was a draw for 15 rare cars! And I won!” Robbie explained. “It was amazing! I felt like a super star!” Robbie added.
Chase smiled and fluffed his hair. “You’re not far from it, Robbie.” Chase told him.
Robbie ran to the door and just about ran out the door without his shoes. But he immediately realized his mistake the moment he stepped onto the gravel. “OW! Ow ow ow ow ow gravel! Help! Ow!”
Chase couldn’t stop himself from laughing. “You needs shoes, ya little nut!” Chase teased, showing Robbie his shoes.
Robbir jumped off the gravel and onto the steps to the door. “Thank you! Youch...That hurt my feet.” Robbie complained as he put on his shoes without socks. “There! PROTECTION FOR MY FEET!” Robbie yelled as he did the Russian dance through the gravel to the car.
Chase wheezed and bursted out laughing at Robbie’s dance move. Out of all the dance moves...Why the russian dance?
Chase got into the car and started it up. “Can I drive?” Robbie asked.
“When you’re older, maybe.” Chase replied.
“Aww...I feel like I can do it though!” Robbie begged.
Chase narrowed his eyes at him with a smirk. “How much can you see out of the windshield?” Chase asked.
Robbie pointed to the middle of the grey compartment in front of him. Chase laughed at that and shook his head. “If you can barely see through the windshield, then you’re not driving.” Chase replied.
Robbie huffed and crossed his arms with annoyance. Meanie…
Chase started to drive out to a forest-filled park about 30 minutes away. Robbie had a sad mood on his face. Robbie looked at his hands and looked at Chase. “I’m staying a kid forever...that means I’ll be this small forever.” Robbie clarified.
Chase’s thought process completely froze. Chase pulled over on the side of the country road and parked the car. “Yes...You are.”
Robbie looked at Chase with hurt in his eyes. “That means I’ll never get to drive.” Robbie told him. “Only bigger kids drive big cars.” Robbie told him. “And I will be small forever.” Robbie added.
Chase bit his lip. Damn...he has a point.
Robbie looked at Chase. “Can I drive before I die?” Robbie asked.
Chase’s heart sank right into his stomach at that question. God...What a question for an 8 year old to ask. What do you even say to that?
Well...Chase decided to try something. He turned to Robbie and uttered the next words: “Come up to the front with me.”
When Robbie was on Chase’s lap, Chase allowed Robbie to control the steering while Chase controlled the gas and brakes. Chase had done something similar to this with his kid on the tractor, which turned out okay. Though this was different, Chase could always take over if he needed to.
“Alright. Do you know how to drive a steering wheel?” Chase asked.
Robbie nodded and turned the wheel back and forth. “Cool!”
Chase smiled and raised the seat up so Robbie could see better out the windshield. “How’s that for ya?” Chase asked.
“Perfect! I can see it all!” Robbie declared.
With Chase’s help, Robbie started to drive. He started off slow so Robbie could get control of the car, and he got a little faster. Robbie smiled and steered the car, veering from the white line to the yellow line, and back again. “This is fun!” Robbie told him.
Chase was a ball of nerves, but he had to admit: Robbie was better at driving than he expected. Robbie started to get better control of the car and started heading up to a corner. “Okay. So do you know how to turn?” Chase asked.
“Yeah, like this!” Robbie said as he started turning the steering wheel. “Good! I’ll move the car, and you figure out how much to turn the wheel. And if we end up in the ditch...then it was a good try.” Chase decided.
Robbie nodded and loosened the grip on the wheel. While the gas petal made the car move, Robbie figured out he didn’t need to turn quite as strongly. “Alright, and onto the left side of the yellow line- Perfect!” Chase reacted. “Now let the wheel go.” Chase told him.
“Uh...Okay.” Robbie said, a little nervously. When he did, the car’s steering wheel turned back to its straight position. “Whoa! That’s so easy!” Robbie reacted.
“I know, right?” Chase reacted.
Robbie giggled and put his hands back onto the steering wheel while Chase had the car stopped. “What does this do?” Robbie asked as he lifted a lever up. Suddenly, the car started making a clicking sound!
“Hey! I know that sound!” Robbie reacted.
“That’s the turn signal. It tells the people behind and in front of you, if you’re gonna turn or not.” Chase explained.
Robbie quickly turned it off. “I’m not turning.” Robbie told him.
“Alright.” Chase replied.
Robbie ended up doing really well for his first driving test. He ended up learning how to turn, how to run the radio, and how to control the car.
And as they drove down the highway, they admired the trees and-
“DEER!” Robbie yelled, pointing at a running deer.
“AAH!” Chase shouted!
Chase quickly took over the steering wheel, stepped on the brakes and held onto Robbie with one hand as they heaved forward. The deer ran past the car and let out a yelling sound.
Chase was breathing heavily and wide-eyed at the whole ordeal. He didn’t hit the deer...He didn’t hit the deer...Robbie’s in his arms...He’s okay…
“Why aren’t we going?” Robbie asked.
Chase let out a sigh of relief. Robbie’s okay. They’re okay.
“Thank goodness...Are you okay?” Chase asked.
“Yeah! That was fun! Let’s do it again!” Robbie replied excitedly.
Chase chuckled with worry. “No...We’re not doing that again.” Chase told him. “But thank you.”
Robbie turned around. “Thank you? For what?”
“For telling me there was a deer! We would’ve crashed into the deer and damaged the car if you didn’t say anything!” Chase explained.
“Oh...And we saved the deer’s life.” Robbie added.
Chase nodded. “Yeah...That too.”
Robbie waited a moment to think of what to say.
“So...no more driving?” Robbie asked.
“Not today, buddy. I think Chase has had enough excitement for one day.” Chase replied.
“Awww….” Robbie whined.
“But, I will offer to get you iced cream if you would like.” Chase offered.
“Then we go to the park?” Robbie asked.
“Yes! That is what we planned to do all along!” Chase replied.
Chase stopped at an ice cream parlor, and got out of the car. Robbie got his favorite Cookies and Cream in a cup, while Chase got Mint chocolate chip on a cone.
“Mmmmm! Oreo cream!” Robbie declared.
“Oreo cream? Is that what you call Cookies and Cream?” Chase asked.
Robbie nodded. “Yeah! Cookies and cream looks like oreo ice cream! That means Cookies and Cream is actually oreo ice cream!” Robbie explained.
Chase widened his eyes and blinked. “Wow...I’ve never thought of that!”
Robbie giggled. “Really? It’s obvious!”
“Oh is it now?” Chase asked, poking Robbie. “Didn’t seem very obvious to me, smartypants.”
Robbie giggled and pushed his hand away. “Don’t spill your cone trying to tickle me!” Robbie warned with a sassy tone.
“Oh I won’t. I’m gonna wait...till you’re not expecting it…” Chase decided out loud.
Robbie giggled and covered his mouth. Chase was being very evil, and Robbie was LOVING it. Robbie kept on teasing and driving Chase closer and closer to madness as they ate their ice cream. He was REALLY asking for it. No doubt about it!
The moment they reached the park, Robbie hopped out of the car and ran to the playground. Robbie’s favorite part of the park was the big slides and the monkey bars. They were always so adrenaline-inducing and fun! Chase let Robbie get his energy out on the playground while he took a moment to think, reflect, calm down from the deer attack, and finally hydrate.
Chase grew terrified and thankful that they were alright. He was more scared for Robbie in that situation than himself. The feeling of love is a strong thing when you’re in danger. Not only was Robbie mentally strong for his age, but Robbie was also physically more fragile than one would consider. Any breaks, sprains or cuts would remain for the rest of his life. He already had plenty of unhealed cuts and scrapes. And thankfully...some of the surface nerves on his limbs seemed to have died, making stitching a lot less painful than it was.
Chase started to worry a bit for Robbie’s future. People everywhere they went, often stared at Robbie. Though most of the time he would take it like he was a famous guy, Chase would often smile proudly at the people that stared for too long. He sensed that if he showed them pure kindness, they wouldn’t consider calling the cops or CPS on them. The only issue Robbie had, was the unhealed bruises and the grey skin. He looked like he was abused and slowly dying. So any amount of consideration to call CPS, scared the crap out of him. He did NOT want them taking Robbie from him. Not only would he never get better, but he would also experience more rejection and loss! And that’s the last thing any kid would want to feel once, let alone twice!
He knew he would have to explain all this to Robbie when he was mentally old enough...But for right now...it was play time.
Robbie walked himself back to where Chase was and went right back to teasing him and being an evil little kid.
...Okay scratch that! It’s tickle time now!
Chase finally caved in and gav him the tickle attack of his lifetime, for both Robbie and himself! He attacked everywhere he could, and often attacked more spots at once. Robbie was cackling, laughing, giggling, even snorting near the end of the attack! But everytime Chase would stop to give him a break, Robbie would shake his head and yell “MORE, MORE!”. He just couldn’t get enough of the tickles, and Chase found that utterly hilarious!
“Hey Robbie! How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?” Chase asked.
Robbie giggled and shook his head. “Ihihi dohon’t knohohohohow!”
“Ten-tickles!” Chase started tickling under one toe at a time. “one...Twwooo...Threeee...fooour…”
Robbie laughed and squealed like a toddler! “EEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!”
“Fiiiive…” Chase paused to pick up the other foot and continued. “Siiiix...Seveeen...Eeeiight...Niiiiine…” Chase kept counting.
Robbie covered his mouth. He knew what was coming next!
“TEEEEN” Chase started skittering his fingers all over the ball of Robbie’s foot, the heel and the toes.
“BAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CHAHAHAHASE THAHAT TICKLEHEHEHEHES!” Robbie yelled.
Chase widened his eyes and quickly stopped to let him breathe. But the moment Robbie stopped laughing, he looked at Chase with disappointment and patted his hand. “More more more!”
Chase chuckled. “You’re like a dog! You always want love, to the point that you’re a little demanding for it.” Chase told him.
“That…” Robbie looked down. “That’s because…”
Chase tilted his head and let him talk. “Because why?”
Robbie let out a breath and looked up to Chase. “It’s because I never asked for love. I didn’t need to. I wanted love, but I knew they were busy. So I never said anything.” Robbie told him.
Robbie frowned. “And then they died.”
Chase sighed and looked at Robbie with hurt, but sincere eyes. “That must’ve been really hard...being the only survivor.” Chase reacted calmly.
Robbie grabbed onto Chase’s arm. “I don’t want you to die! You could be gone tomorrow! And I don’t want that...Not again...Please…” Robbie begged.
Chase hugged Robbie as best he could with his free arm. He looked up at a lady, who had her hand on her heart with a toddler running around her. She looked as if she was having a bittersweet reaction to what Robbie had said.
‘Adopted?’ The lady mouthed.
Chase nodded with a smile.
‘Poor thing…’ she mouthed calmly.
Chase looked at Robbie and smiled before fluffing his hair. Robbie smiled as well and looked at Chase. “I love you.”
Chase’s smile was pure love at its finest. “I love you too, Robbin.” Chase replied.
“I like Robbie now.” The little guy admitted.
“Really?” Chase asked.
“Yes! Like Robbie Rotten!” Robbie declared.
Chase laughed at the reference as the meme went through his head. “We are #1!” Chase sang.
Robbie jumped up onto his feet and started imitating the trumpet while marching like he were in a marching band. This had Chase laughing hysterically. Robbie Rotten was always a classic, even long before the meme came along!
May the legendary Stefán Karl Stefánsson forever rest in peace.