#lee!sasha

[beetleisbarking]

Even now.

Fandom: amphibia

Lee: Sasha

Lers: Anne and Marcy

In response to an ask I previously replied to exactly 30 minutes ago, here you go!

This was fun! Feel free to send in more asks or whatever. But as I said, this was made in 30 minutes so it may have some spelling errors!

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Sasha had remembered what it felt like.

Yeah she had been tickled before. Hadn’t everyone at one point? Memories stretched as far back as the beginning stages of her trio of Marcy, Anne, and her. It was a normal kid thing to do, tickle fights.

But those times have passed now, right? That doesn’t happen anymore in your teen years.

She had an army now. An army. Who could think of something so stupid when she had soldiers to train and plans to draft?

That didn’t stop her from remembering those times, though. Late at night..

“Mar, you’ve been on that thing all dayyy!” A younger Anne whined as she tugged at Marcy’s sleeve, whom of which was engrossed in a major video game round of.. well, Sasha could never remember what it was Marcy was always playing. All three of them sat more or less comfortably on Sasha’s bed. another sleep over. One where times were easier and mental wounds weren’t burned into anyone’s heads yet. Innocence.

“Oh, let her Anne.” Sasha scoffed playfully.

“Besides, you gotta know by now it takes more than that to break her focus.” She gave her friend a knowing look, and Anne returned it. She knew. They both knew. And, if Marcy was present mentally, they would all know. But Marcy wasn’t present mentally, and Anne took full advantage of that, squeezing her sides gently and laughing along when Marcy let out a surprised string of giggles. It wasn’t long until Marcy returned the favor out of revenge for Anne letting her lose her game.

Sasha watched both of them and shook her head out of charm for her two silly friends. She didn’t expect however, to be brought right into the middle of it. Their playfight-wrestling knocking into her causing her to properly fall on the bed.

“Heh- Hey!” She was giggling now too out of the silliness of the situation, attempting to get back up until he was pushed back down, albeit, gently, by Anne herself.

“No fair! You never join in, pleeeease?”

Sasha sighed.

“Fiiiine.” She has grumbled, and as soon as the word left her lips, it was replaced by girlish laughter as she was mercilessly attacked by not just Anne, but Marcy too.

One of them got her sides, the other her stomach, and then Sasha finally realized how screwed she actually was.

“W-Wahahait! T-Thihihis ihihisnt- ahahaha!”

She laughed harder than ever before, and the other two watched in awe, never seeing their friend in such a state. Minutes later she would beg for mercy, and minutes later her friends would oblige.

But Sasha never forgot the way it felt afterward. A tired. A good tired. Not the kind of tired she now felt after days of work and leadership. Worried about tomorrow tired. No, this tired was perfect. Safe. A night that was somehow both restful and full of activity. Nobody had to say they loved eachother, they all knew.

She sighed and turned over in her bed, her face blushed from the memory. She could never admit it aloud, at least, not now. But she missed her goofballs. Even now.

Even now.

[koala-fluff]

First request, accomplished! Hopefully, the others will be coming soon :)

Thank you anon for the ask! I hope you like it!

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Original Request: I saw that your requests are now open. If you're still writing for amphibia, could you do a switch!marcy switch!sasha and switch!anne please.

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Flowers and Giggles

While searching for flowers, mischief is found.

“Why are we out here again?” Sasha grumbled, smacking a branch away from her face.

Marcy mumbled under her breath, searching the undergrowth. Sasha rolled her eyes, aware that she hadn't heard her.

“We're out here because Marcy wanted our help collecting rare flowers.” Anne whispered, nudging Sasha's arm. “She wants samples before we leave Amphibia tomorrow!”

Sasha sighed. “There's no guarantee that the King will be able-”

“AHA!” Marcy sprinted away, stumbling in front of a beautiful yellow flower.

“Jesus Christ…” Sasha muttered, clutching her chest. “What the heck, Marcy?”

Anne chuckled and crouched down next to her friend. “It's really pretty, Mar-Mar!”

Marcy nodded vigorously, squealing happily. Sasha sighed, smiling in amusement, and sat on Marcy's other side.

“It's… yellow.” Sasha said, chuckling.

“Great observation.” Anne said, rolling her eyes with a grin. She reaches around Marcy to shove the blonde.

“Hey!” Sasha scoffed, shoving the brunette in turn. The two get into a wrestling match behind Marcy.

“Guys, cut it out!” Marcy sighed, continuing to study the plant. She writes notes in her journal, grumbling when one of her friends bumps into her.

She winced when a shriek sounded behind her, but didn't even get up. “Really guys?”

“IhI'MM DYHYING!” Anne screamed, writhing in the ground, trapped in Sasha's bear hug.

“No you're not.” Sasha teased, digging her fingers into Anne's sides. “Don't be dramatic!”

Marcy rolled her eyes as Anne snorted at the fingers that krept up her ribs. The brunette leaned back, knocking Sasha off balance. The two tussled in the grass, trading pokes and squeezes.

“Gihive uhup!” Anne giggled, jolting as Sasha digs her fingers into her hips. “NAHAHA!”

“YOHOU FIHIRST!” Sasha retorted, cackling as Anne targeted her armpits.

Marcy sighed, unable to keep the smile off her face. She kept writing notes as the duo squirmed behind her. Her careful handwriting was skewed as a foot hit her arm.

“Who did that?” She huffed, turning around. The duo didn't answer, caught up in their battle. “Fine!” The smallest girl scowled, grabbing Anne by the ankle. “How dare you!”

“MAHAHARCY!” Anne shrieked as the girl targeted her knees. “IHIT WAHAHSN'T ME!”

“Yeah, Marce!” Sasha whooped, skittering her nails down Anne's back. “Nice sneak attack!”

“IHI'LL SHOW YOHOU A SNEAK ATTACK!” Anne lunged at Sasha, digging her fingers into her ribs. The blonde immediately collapsed in hysterics.

Marcy giggled and crawled over, fluttering her nails against Sasha's neck, making her squeal. Sasha flailed, cackling in the foliage. She rolled away, evading Anne's hands for a moment.

Twas all the time she needed. She pounced on both her friends, targeting Anne's hip and Marcy's stomach.

Marcy squealed and melted, her muscles turning to jelly. Anne shrieks and jumps away, giggling madly. She shakes her head and looks back at her friends, smiling fondly.

“SAHAHASHA!” Marcy squealed as ten fingers dug into her stomach, making her squirm. “PLEHEASE!”

“Please what, Mar-Mar?” Sasha asked, chuckling. “Please let Anne tickle you too?” She looked up, eyes locking with Anne's.

Anne grinned and crawled over, wiggling her fingers under Marcy's arms. “I will gladly assist with murdering our friend!”

Marcy wheezed, her face red as a cherry as her friends cooed at her. “WHYHY MEHE?”

“Because you're adorable, Mar-Mar!” Sasha said, playing her belly like a piano.

Anne nodded, giggling as Marcy's nose scrunched. “Besides, it's not like you hate it!”

Marcy's face reddened more. “SHUHUHUSH!” She whined, shaking her head.

“Mmmno.” Anne giggled, scratching at her friend's ribs. “Nobody will be shushing today!”

She was correct, and the trio didn't return till the sun had set.

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I hope you enjoyed! Next up: Hunter and Willow from the Owl House!

Have a grandiose day/night and don't forget to go on a walk and stretch your legs!

[valentines-luna]

hellooo thereee how are you doing

Will you do a Lee sasha and ler marcy and Anne whenever you can? I really wanna see how you write a tickle fic for these three !

Hi! I'm sorry it took me 100 years to answer, I hope you like it!

(This takes place a few months after they leave amphibia)

Sasha laid on her bed, it looked like she was missing something, not something, but someone.

She had been missing Grime. She wasn't used to this feeling at all, “Marcy's in town.” She thought, “Hopefully that'll get my mind off things”. She got to the place where her, Anne, and Marcy planned to meet. Anne and Marcy thought Sasha seemed..off. “Hey, Sash?” Anne asked, “Are you okay?” She said, “I'm fine” Sasha responded in a monotone-like voice “Do you wanna go back to your apartment?” Marcy asked, “Sure” Sasha responded. When they got to Sasha's apartment, Anne immediately asked what was wrong, “Nothings wrong Anne.” Sasha said, “Sasha.” “Anne.”. If you don't tell us what's wrong, me and Anne are gonna have to use drastic measures~.” Anne and Marcy pushed Sasha down onto her bed in the blink of an eye and started gently tickling her, “C'mon guhuys thihis is chihildish!” Sasha said, giggling. “This is most certainly not!” Anne said and then bumped the tickles up a notch, “WhAhahAy aHare yohouho doHohoHoing thiHihis!” Sasha said, “We're doing this because you won't tell me and Anne what's wrong”, Marcy said “HAHAHAHAHA GUHUHUYS!”

“STAHAHAHAP!”, Sasha said through her laughter, “If your going to tell us what's wrong, then we will stop.” Anne said calmly, “FIHIHIHINE!, as soon as Sasha said that the wiggling fingers stopped. “So, what's wrong Sash?” Marcy asked, “I miss Grime.”

“Everything feels different without him.” Sasha said, “It's ok to miss people, I miss the Plantars and Marcy misses Yunan and Lady Olivia.”, “Thanks guys.” Sasha said while in the group hug,

“You know I'm so gonna get you back, right?” After she said that Anne and Marcy ran as far as they could.

Legends say that night was full of laughter.

the gods came to me at 2 in the morning with a vision for this fic, sorry for spelling errors my first language is spanish

[mysteriouslee]

DAY 18-19

lee!Sasha ler!Anne.

The two co-commanders sit on Anne's bed having a silly conversation. Both were laughing their hearts out, much contrast to a season ago.No armour, no conflict, just a silly atmosphere.

"I'm just saying, how the fuck do you steal someone's abs without taking of their flesh" Anne pondered, referencing one of her favourite movies "Ab Stealer"

"Boonchuy, he probably had fake one, unlike him, my guns are real" the blonde boasted.

"Oh haha" The brunette said sarcastically.

"That's why mine are unstealable" Sasha said arrogantly but obviously in a joking tone.

Anne scoffed and then had an idea. Anne started using her calamity powers and used her magic to pin Sasha with her arms over her head.

"Boonchuy?" Is what nervously trembled out of Sasha' mouth.

Anne then said in a goofy tone "Ive come to steal your abs". Anne then put her hand under Sasha's shirt and scribbled on her tummy. Sasha jolted and tried to break away but it was evident she wasn't going anywhere. Sasha tried to stop herself from laughing but she would break everytime.

"I'm the ab-stealer and Ive come to steal yours" Anne joked a corny tone, which she swore made Sasha laugh harder.

"Boohohochuhuy, lehet goho" Sasha demanded.

Sasha's let out one of her brightest smiles which indeed was contagious. Anne couldn't help but laugh along, she also had another idea to mess with Sasha. Anne paused her attack and released Sasha's arms but still had her pinned to the bed.

"If you can keep your arms up long enough, I'll consider letting you go" stated Anne.

"Thihis is duhumb"responded Sasha.

Anne asked if Sasha was ready and reluctantly Sasha nodded. Anne gave a count down and began again but instead using her fingers, she blew raspberries. Sasha squealed and slapped her hands on her face.

"CHEAHAHATER"shrieked Sasha but it was slightly muffled.

"I'm not cheating *pbbt* I'm gnawing your ab off my razor sharp teeth *pbbt* looks like you're one who's *pbbt* cheating" teased the boonchuy girl.

Sasha tried to argue otherwise but was silenced by a raspberry

"I didnt say put your hands on your face, I said put them up" Anne stated then laid a bigger raspberry while shaking her head for emphasis.

Sasha couldnt take it anymore and slapped at Anne's head.Anne had mercy and let Sasha relax, she then ceased the use of her powers.

Suddenly Sprig barged in.

"I heard screaming, Anne, are you ok"Sprig asked with concern only for Anne and not Sasha who lay limp on the bed.

"Where all good Sprig" Anne conformed before the pink frog child left again.

Anne also felt a little worn out after foolishly using her power and thats when Sasha pinned her down and gave her a taste of her own medecine.

[tklpilled]

weightless

(sasha, tim)

summary: sasha is carrying lots of metaphorical weight on her shoulders, so tim gives her a non-metaphorical massage.

a/n: unedited. for the prompt ‘massage’!

[this is a sfw tickle fic!]

Sasha likes her job in the archives, she really does. There are worse places she could be. It’s just—it’s always hard adjusting to a new thing, and she loves Jon, but he’s not the best boss in the world. And she can’t blame him; he was suddenly thrown into a position he had no experience with, and that must be overwhelming, but that doesn’t mean he can take it out on his coworkers, especially Martin.

It’s not like Sasha has much archiving experience herself, and there’s so much work left behind, so yes, it does get to be a bit stressful—but at least there’s Martin’s tea and Tim’s jokes and Jon’s occasional appearance outside his office, and those brighten things up at least a little.

Some days the stress is heavier than others.

It’s like she can physically feel it weighing down her shoulders. Her back and head and everything aches, and all she wants is to go home and sleep for as long as she can manage. It’s probably showing on her face, but she ignores the couple of concerned glances cast her way. 

She startles when she feels hands on her shoulders. She knows it’s Tim right away—Jon’s hands are much smaller, and Martin is far too shy to do something like that without warning. 

“What are you doing?”

“Giving you a massage,” Tim declares. Before she can ask why, he continues. “You’re stressed out! I’m helping.” His thumbs dig firm circles into her shoulder blades, and she smiles for the first time that day.

“Thank you,” she says, shutting her laptop and resting her head in her hands. She’s feeling better already, some combination of the massage and Tim’s presence and the knowledge that someone truly, deeply cares. She nearly finds herself drifting off, and while her desk isn’t as comfortable as her bed, she can’t find it in herself to complain even internally.

Her eyes flutter open as Tim’s fingers find the base of her neck. Now, Sasha’s not the most sensitive person, but that’s not to say she doesn’t have a fair amount of spots that make her laugh. Tim, of course, the self-proclaimed Expert Tickler of the archives, knows all about these spots of hers, but most of the time he’s nice enough to not start something with her. Today seems like an exception.

She has enough self control to not jerk away the moment the feeling shoots through her, although she does stiffen and raise her shoulders just a bit. 

“Sorry,” Tim says, the mischievous grin evident in his tone. “Accident.”

Sasha knows for a fact that it wasn’t any accident, but she hopes that if she stays silent about it he’ll give up.

Her hopes are futile. She should have known.

“T-Tihim, this isn’t—m-muhuch of a mahahassage,” she giggles, covering her mouth to stifle herself.

Tim sounds far too gleeful. “Ah, but it’s getting you to relax, no?”

She hates how she can’t argue. She lurches forward when his hands find the backs of her ribs, at the same moment Martin walks in and promptly flushes bright pink.

Without skipping a beat, Tim calls out his preferred type of tea, and then tells him Sasha’s order too, since she’s currently occupied. Martin stammers and fiddles with his hands awkwardly before nodding and walking back to the break room to put the kettle on. 

“I like that boy,” Tim says once he’s gone, over Sasha’s steadily growing laughter. “Wonder if we can manage to get both him and Jon for a night out.” He squeezes her sides, as if to ask her thoughts on the matter. 

Struggling to form clear sentences, she manages, “I thihihink Jon would fihire uhus.”

Tim sighs. “You’re right. Probably.” He crawls back up towards her shoulders and slowly stops tickling her until he’s giving her a regular massage again. 

“That was no help at all,” she tells him after catching her breath.

“You look better now,” is all he says, and Sasha can’t even deny that she feels much lighter.

[mysteriouslee]

(Day 20-21)

lee!Sasha ler!Grime (before toad tower goes womp womp)

Sasha took a deep breath and blocked the coming attack. Grime had been training her to fight so she can be a soldier in his army and the process had been quite rigourous.

"I SAID YOU'RE TO PARRY" scolded Grime.

Sasha dodged intead of parrying which Grime glared at her for. Grime however didn't worry about her hurting her too much, they weren't even using swords, they were using wooden poles. Grime was also pleased at the Sasha, even though looking very tired, was still putting up a fight.

"Alright Sasha, take 5" said Grime.

Sasha walked to the other side of the room and began drinking water from a bottle. Meanwhile Grime took note of all her mistakes and came to her to discuss them. Sasha was not even trying to hide that she wasn't listening.

"Are you even listening, I'm trying to sharpen you for battle!" yelled Grime.

Sasha picked wax out her ear and flicked it away.

Grime scoffed in his mind, "Children" he thought in his mind.

"You know I'm actually trying to help you" said Grime, poking Sasha in the ribs to emphasize his point and get her attention. He certainly got her attention all right for a squeal erupted from Sasha's throat.

"Interesting" Grime noted. Memories flashed back to when he was the same age as Sasha and what his sister would do to him when he was being a little shit as the blonde human before him was being. He smirked, revelling in his new discovery.

Grime grabbed Sasha's arm and poked Sasha's ribs repeatedly. Sasha jolted at every poke and fought the giggles bubbling within her.After lingering there for a bit, Grime abruptly attacked Sasha's underarms which Sasha was very caught off guard for.

"GRIHIMEAHAHAHA" Sasha laughed and then began to curl up. The two were scuffling on the floor and Sasha didn't seem to be winning said scuffle. Grime noticed out of the corner of his eye, Sasha's hair tickling her neck. He lightly dragged his claws on her neck and Sasha immediately lost her shit.

"EEEHAHAHAH*SNORT*GRIEHEMESEHEHE" Sasha shrieked. Sasha almost kicked Grime in the face.

"What?" Grime asked

"STAHAP *SQUEAL* PLEAHAHA" pleaded Sasha.

"Hmm....no" said Grime who now dawned an evil smirk. He was choosing to be quite relentless today

[mysteriouslee]

which one do you think it's more cute

Sasha snorts while marcy tickles her or

Sasha wiggles while Anne tickles her

Honestly both, I might just write for it too!!