#lee!soldier

[unholy-cat]

Solly hiding his neck like this when tickled

Atsuka: Ooooh, so tough, and yet you shave.

Soldier: STAND DOWN!!

Medic: And so?

Soldier: She started it!

Atsuka: (Start digging your grave.)

[jellee-sandwich]

Everyone gets to be lee :D

Offense classes

Defense classes

And the support classes

[mafiososmenblog]

Readyyyy to END thisss...~

ITS DA BOIS, MY BOIS/silly

They 100% work in groups. Four against one. Your not surviving. But the SECOND you get one of them? They either Scatter... or help you.

Consigliere - Blue text

Caporegime - Orange Text

Soldier - Red text

Contractee - Green text

(Occasionally) Mafioso - Black Text

I will not bring Mafioso into roleplays unless I wanna add a random surprise, Or, specifically requested hehe.

Consigliere is 65% lee, 35% Ler.

Caporegime is 70% Ler, 30% lee.

Contractee is a 50/50 switch!!

Soldier is 80% ler, 20% lee.

Mafioso? 100% ler, hands down. 0% lee in him./silly

They can and will restrain you if your cozy with it (Mod will ask beforehand)

They will gang tickle you. 100% hands down they will.

This is a SFW BLOG!!! IT CAN BE TKL OR SIMPLY ASK OR RP SPACE!!! Im good with anything sfw. I do allow ships only minor suggestive and cuddling. Nothing NSFW. EVER. Mods trauma cannot comfortably provide nsfw role-playing.

I HAD TO THERE WERE NO BLOGS OF MY BOIS IM FEEDING YALL

Mod uses tone tags!! Please provide them ^^" or dont, I dont mind/silly

This is a SFW. BLOG. ONLY!!!!

dni: people over 30, nsfw, minors under 13, bad people in general!! Basic dni lol.

mod is 19!! Please be aware of this!! Mod also has very strong trust and attachment issues! If you get close to me, please provide me a reason if you choose to leave.

Thats all!! Have fun with my bois!!!

[comfortengineer]

I just wanted to relax and do something simple, so here's a demo poking a soldier

Of course, I could make something more dynamic, but I don’t have the strength(

[jellee-sandwich]

OKAY, aside the medic and prolly heavy I requested earlier, I think ler Saxton has potential... So we have the Saxton Hale mode, you fight against him etc. Mercenaries don't receive their weapons and they're confused so at least they go and try to fight him by hand (here we assume he doesn't have super powers...) And he's like "naaah! Now y'all putted yerself in whole lots of trouble!" And he chases everyone one by one to tickle them

It started with a call.

“You want us to fight Saxton Hale?”

“Noooot quite want. It’s just that he does. So it’s more of a necessity if you want to keep this job. And your lives.”

“What in the world…” Spy rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“Aw, come on, it’s just one guy. You usually fight nine times that.” Miss Pauling forced herself to sound optimistic. “Look, just get to Distillery as soon as you can and don’t take any weapons. I got something special ready for you.”

“Fantastic. Are we at least getting paid for it?”

“If I said yes, would you believe me?”

That was all Spy needed to hear. Well, it was time to find the rest of this God forsaken team and hope this was a one-off occasion.

“Why was Heavy not allowed to bring Sasha?”

Said mercenary was the first one to jump out of the van with an accusatory finger pointed at Miss Pauling. The rest of the team soon followed, their attention on the brunette as well.

“Calm down, calm down.” She moved her hands in front of herself in a placating gesture. “Just get ready, take places, and I will be back soon with weapons for you, alright?”

“They better be some good weapons.”

After Sniper’s comments the group parted ways with the Administrator’s assistant, first making their way to the locker room. Not that there was much to do there. The few minutes they spent there were mostly used for a conversation.

“Men, we are bare without our weapons,” Soldier started as he paced in circles. “A soldier without a weapon is like… a soldier without a way to harm anyone!”

“Mpph mmm!” Pyro folded their arms, their foot rapidly thumping against the floor.

“Calm down, lads.” Demoman put a reassuring hand on Soldier’s shoulder. “Who but ye can cause harm to Saxton Hale even without yer rocket launcher, eh?”

“Still, a Medi Gun would be nice…” Scout grunted as he eyed Medic’s equipment-less frame. “...We’re not actually supposed to kill Saxton, right?” He looked around at the others. “I mean, he’s kinda like our boss 'n' all.”

“Aside from bein’ a crazy Australian he never did nothing wrong to us, I s’ppose.” Sniper shrugged. “But then again he apparently wants to fight us right now.”

With no proper answer, just speculations, the nine mercenaries left the locker room and spread out around the area of the distillery to cover some ground but close enough to see the rest of the team.

A minute passed.

Then two.

And then the sound of multiple pairs of wings beating against the air reached their ears. Then something breaking. Multiple somethings. Then,

“Time for a boss fight!”

“Uh, Spy?” Engineer took a step back and gave his teammate a look. “Where are those darn weapons again?”

“Merde…” Spy grabbed his communicator. “Miss Pauling… Pauling!”

“Ha-ha!”

“Pauling, where are those weapons?!”

…

“Oh, yeeeah.” Her voice finally echoed through the device. “Ok, look, I might have lied buuut those were Saxton’s orders. Administrator accepted too.”

“What.”

“See what I did there!?”

“Good luck!”

“Change of plans, there are no weapons!” Spy was barely able to let out the whole sentence before-

“There ya all are!”

Everyone’s stared at the source of that voice. There, standing under the bridge mere meters away from them was one and only, shirtless per usual, Saxton Hale.

“Uh, hi, boss!” Scout started awkwardly after taking a few big steps back. “Okay, we know ya wanna fight 'n' all, but as you can see, we kinda don’t got our weapons. Ahaha.. eh…”

“Hmph, Heavy doesn’t always need big guns,” Heavy weapons expert declared. “We will fight with bare hands!”

“Oh, how exciting!” Medic beamed.

A myriad of reactions followed. Pyro let out a happy noise and clapped. Spy face palmed. Soldier cheered and was the first one to rush at Saxton.

“Take thiiiis!” He yelled and his fist collided with the big Australian’s abs.

The world held its breath.

“What,” Soldier grunted when the other didn’t move, not even an inch. Frankly, the only one who moved was Soldier himself when he tried to land an effective punch again. “Damn it!”

But… Soldier was still alive. That triggered the rest of the mercenaries charging at their for-now-at-least enemy, armed only with their hands and will to somehow, with the power of God on the side of at least one of them, defeat this Australia-powered hunk of a man. It was 9 vs 1, it could be doable.

“Let’s do it!!!”

“Khamaahh!”

“Yaaaaaaagh!”

“At least spread, you idiots!” Spy’s voice rose above everyone else’s.

However, before they could even really do that…

“AAAAAH!”

They stopped in their tracks.

“Now, how about that?” Saxton grinned. One of his arms was wrapped around Soldier’s ribs, holding him against his side. Soldier’s legs were dangling in the air.

“Save yourselves, men!” Soldier still screamed as if he was being tortured. He might have been struggling, but it was nearly impossible to tell with Saxton’s iron grip around him.

"Naaah! Now y'all put yerself in a whole lot of trouble! Come any closer and your friend here gets it!” Saxton warned, still standing his ground. Still unshaken.

Most of the RED team stilled in their spot. Not Demoman though.

“Oh, dontcha think ye can just-.”

“YAYAHAHAHA!”

Now this. This was not a terrified scream. No. It was a very hilarity-filled laughter.

That’s when Demo noticed Saxton’s fingers moving right where his hand was resting on Soldier’s ribs. 

“AHAHAHA, N-NOHOHO!”

“You dare think ya can defeat me?” Saxton’s eyes narrowed in a challenge, but there was also hearable mischief in his voice. “I don’t even need to punch you!” 

And when his second hand joined in tickling Soldier on his hip, that’s when the others knew this was not a joke. No. It was time to freaking run!

Spy never wished he weren’t stripped of his invis-watch more than now.

As Soldier continued howling with laughter and meaningless threats, the mercenaries scattered around. Well… most of them. Medic wasn’t all that fast in his “escape”. Pyro didn’t even move. Or well, they did move, just not away from Saxton.

“So ready to be defeated, mate?” Saxton gave them a look when Soldier really started wheezing. 

“Mmph!”

“Hah! Sure, why not?”

Soldier was let go after a while and left wheezing and breathless on the ground, now his position taken by Pyro who eagerly raised their arms in Saxton’s hold.

Muffled laughter echoed through the Distillery.

They could run. They could hide. But even as they did all that and more Saxton was getting all of them tickled out of their minds, one by one.

After Pyro he moved on to Medic who, similarly to his predecessor, wasn’t really trying to stop it.

“OHOHOHOHO! AH, YOU ARE- AHAHAHA! CERTAHAHAHAINLY BIG!” Medic complimented through his laughter as Saxton attacked his stomach.

Next? Heavy. His slower speed was his doom, his size and strength of little help once Saxton got to holding his arms above his head to attack his helpless armpits.

“AAAAHAHAHA!”

If anyone had any will to fight or hope to escape that was the moment both of those feelings died.

“NOHOHOHO, WAHAHAHAIT, NOHOHOT MY TUM!” As Engineer’s screeching filled the air Demoman and Sniper found themselves observing the entire situation from a safe distance.

Okay, no, they knew damn well no distance was safe at this point. Still, for now at least they were free, untickled men.

“Ye know, I didn’t know the entire team was this ticklish.” Demo mumbled with a half excited, half anticipatory grin. “We’re so screwed.” He chuckled.

“This gotta be some weird joke.” Sniper hid his hot face in his hands.

“Eh, not the weirdest thing I saw.” Demo shrugged. “So… why ye so red? Really ticklish too or something?”

“...I-.”

“There ya are!”

 “AAH!”

Demo got his answer when they were both grabbed, both picked up and when they both burst into laughter.

And then, there were two.

“This ain’t happenin’, this so ain’t happenin’!” Scout kept repeating in his mind like a prayer as he dashed through the buildings then out then in and back out.

It did not matter where he was going. The only important thing right now was to run and to never stop.

He had never been so grateful for being the fastest of his team.

The problem? Neither, his speed nor his stamina were forever, and once the initial adrenaline wore off, his legs refused to work properly. Soon, he had to stop completely and lean against the closest wall.

How and why was this happening?

As if seeing and hearing his teammates writhe in helpless laughter wasn’t torture enough… Damn it, if only he was here alone with Saxton!

Anticipation was eating him alive but then again, he hadn’t heard any laughter for a minute or two now. Maybe… maybe Saxton was done now?

Maybe his speed really was a blessing-

“AHAHAHAHA! N-NO! TAHAHAKE YOUR DIHIHIRTY HANDS OFF OF- AHAHAHAHA!”

Scout slid down the wall even more when Spy’s snorts-filled laughter reached his ears.

It rang for a few more minutes, and no amount of covering his ears could prevent Scout from hearing it or Saxton’s enthusiastic teases.

However, it was once Spy’s laughter was gone, with the rest of the mercenaries “defeated” that Scout really realized just how bad his situation was.

“OH, SCOUT! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE LEFT!”

Scout tensed up. His legs still refused to work.

“LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!”

He was so, so screwed.

But damn if it wasn’t in the best possible way.

[jellee-sandwich]

How would the mercs react to "this little piggy!"? :3

On feet/toes but also with sprinkles of hand tickling

Scout: He might think, and be very verbal about, that it's extremely stupid and childish, but it doesn't change the fact that his feet and toes are extremely ticklish. I can imagine his ma and/or brothers used to do that to him knowing how ticklish he is so he knows damn well how this ends so the anticipation is killing him as each toe gets pinched. But also the last moment when his sole gets scribbled on is his favourite part :3

Similar with hands. His palms aren't nearly as ticklish as his feet, but tracing his palm still will make him giggle if done right. And if he's not wearing his tape of course. Well, wearing it all the time also helps keep his hands a bit more sensitive than if they were without it

But to be honest I think we wouldn't really like it. Not for the tickling part, just for the childish thing part. Because he'd feel like he's being treated like a kid and he hates it since many people do that in an insulting way including in the fandom. But if you manage to make him believe it's not like that he might like it more. Still, don't overdo it. There are many other ways to tickle him

Soldier: Now, he never experienced "this little piggy!", so not only does he not understand it at first but also doesn't expect the last part. He thinks his ler is just pinching his toes for whatever reason. He can actually take a few pinches without showing it tickles. Mostly. Like he will have to internally stop himself from letting out chuckles but he won't burst into laughter even if he doesn't. And then the "wee wee wee" part comes and he can't stop himself from laughing, especially considering the surprise. It's like a quick burst that he tries to immediately stop once it's over and act like it never happened or it did but only because he was surprised.

As for hands, weirded out even more because on his palms it barely tickles. A bit, but only enough for him to smile if he doesn't stop himself. It feels more like some sorta massage more than anything, which, to be honest, is pretty pleasant since his hands are quite hardened and not exactly used to gentleness

Pyro: Honestly, Pyro's a lot like Scout if Scout 100% liked it. Don't get me wrong, they're aware that due to their nature they can get infantalized so this childlish game won't help their case, but they don't care about it as much as Scout does. They like it and that's that. Worst comes to worst they will lit someone on fire. Went on a tangent there but of course they love such games, so they are wriggly and giggly the entire time.

Pretty much the same thing with hands. Like everywhere else they have fried nerves there so you gotta find the right spots, and their hands aren't the most ticklish, but there are good spots there still.

Demoman: Now while Demo is always up for some tickles, well, likeeee 85% of the time, but those kinda games are actually quite flustering to him when he's a lee. As a ler he'd love them. Well, he does love them as a lee, but yeah, all this pinching his sensitive tootsies while telling this silly sequence gets him quite worked up. In fact, it's one of the things that will make him hide his face in his hands as he continues giggling and squeaking

His hands are sensitive enough to make him squirm but with enough effort it won't make him laugh. Still, he will definitely react.

Heavy: Now, his feet are quite ticklish. Ok, really ticklish. His 2nd most ticklish spot sooo when he gets those massive toes pinched, he reacts each time with a small jump and a snicker at least. While one of his feet is busy with that the other one is kicking unless restrained which as we know would be ideal ;). And then his back arches violently and he bursts into laughter when his sole is targeted. He does feel a little silly about something like that being done to him - the giant of a full grown, strong as hell man that he is buuut then again the same could be said about tickling him in general.

Now the same thing on his hand will get him snickering a bit. Especially works if his ler digs a bit into his skin to get to those sensitive nerves that he's got.

Engineer: Very flustered. He's a grown-ass, quite old man and someone wants to pinch his toes while saying "this little piggy went to the market"? Jeez... There are so many other ways to tickle and you gotta do him like that? Either way he still ends up squirming and wheezing because it still tickles and those toes are wiggling

His palms, well, palm, is quite ticklish actually... partly because it's often covered in sweat. The man works with his hands, of course. The point is, it will also make him protest while snickering, threatening his ler wih his other, notably more dangerous, hand

Medic: He'd love doing that to others but it being done to him, while delightful, prolonged could frustrate him because of the massive lee mood it would awaken. During the toes pinching he's mostly just waiting for the last part. He needs more to satisfy that lee mood, you know? So he'd start teasing and wiggling his toes, maybe threatening to tickle his ler instead. Unless he happens to be in one of his softer lee moods, but that's rare.

Similar with hands, though his favourite part is the anticipation when his gloves are being taken off. He wiggles his fingers here too, but honestly? He's kinda happy to have this less popular spot tickled, it's new in a way.

Sniper: Good God, why you gotta do him like this? It's so embarrassing but fuck, he kinda likes it and he hates it. Like it's one thing that he likes being tickled in general, but this specific way is kinda perfect for him?? It's not very intense, it's playful and kinda soft. My point is he ends up very red and very giggly. Stupid ticklish feet. He tries to keep his toes from wiggling. He fails but still. He hiccups at every pinch

If this on his feet is perfect, then on his hands it's perfect when he wants to relax. Like, it's similar to tickling him on his back. Barely ticklish but still definitely ticklish. He can just lie down and relax while giggling every now and then.

Spy: Infuriated that it works on him and this childish tone is pissing him off, again, cause it works on him. How dare you do something like that to this cold, merciless assassin? He probably turns onto his front so he can bite the pillow not to laugh. And then his sole gets the ticklish tracing, and he practically chokes on it because he can't stop himself from laughing. So yeah, absolutely mortified. Tell no one of this

Much better with hands because he can actually stand it and not react if he focuses enough. All that training was worth it! Yay? That is if he doesn't get rid of his ler during it

[jellee-sandwich]

How would all the mercs react to someone tickling them under their chin?

Like so:

First of all, adorable! Second of all:

Scout: Of course he's flustered just by that silly touch alone and then it lowkey tickles! He thinks he can take it because it's nowhere near as bad as his sides or ribs or anything so he bites his lip but then ends up snickering anyway, his shoulders are rising but he's not exactly squirming away. But he's genuinely loving it so much

Soldier: Confused at first so he just kinda stand there, trying to figure what it is exactly he's feeling. And then he feels that familiar need to laugh, just weaker than usually. So of course he will try to fight his ler off as he squirms and snickers but he can be tamed into just letting it happeb

Pyro: Happily hums, chuckles and lifts their chin so their ler can get to it better. Of course works best if they're without their mask

Demoman: Think it's super silly and stupid but damn silly and stupid are his kinda things so he lets it happen. He squirms lowkey too but not really trying to escape either

Heavy: Surprised at first, trying not to smile, asking his ler what the heck they're doing and why. I imagine his ler would say something like "Just wanted to see you smile" so Heavy just rolls his eyes playfully and lets himself enjoy it for a while, snickering a bit and smiling a whole lot. God I need him

Engineer: Doesn't react much at first, just kinda shakes his head while smiling, trying to stay focused on whatever he was doing. But then it prolongs past just a casual, quick touch. And then it starts to be distracting and just a bit ticklish and suddenly he snorts! Tries to pretend nothing happened.

...

Snorts again. Lowers his chin while blushing juuuust a bit

Medic: Surprised giggles at first, then leans into it, going lower if needed. Just wants to relax and have it done to him for a while. Honestly a good way to get him to rest if he happens to be worked up about something

Sniper: "Really mate? You don't gotta do it- pssh- mghh. Fine, fine, just not for too long." Will let it happen for a while with the right person but once he feels himself smiling too much and getting distracted by it he'll swat at the hand doing it

Spy: No. Just no. Don't do that! WHY DOES IT KINDA TICKLE??? Of course will only let someone do it if they're close. Well at least he's got his mask covering his chin. Unless he doesn't. Hates that it actually affects him

Jumpscare

[jellee-sandwich]

"I thought you said you weren't ticklish" with ler!demo and lee!solly :3

"KKKHAHAHAHA!"

A mix of laughter and a scream could be heard coming from the common room. In fact, it was loud enough to reach Soldier's ears and sent him rushing to the source.

"Enemy alert, enemy alert, everyone, regroup-!"

He stopped instantly once he arrived in the doorway.

It was not a sneaky enemy attack, it wasn't even anyone accidentally burning the kitchen. Or in case of some of them not accidentally at all. The point was what met Soldier's eyes was Sniper sitting in Heavy's lap. Still screaming.

"Maggot, what is going on!? What is this Commie-?"

"KKKHAHAHA! AHAHHA!" Sniper wailed again. "S-STOHOHOHAP HIHIHIM!"

Sniper's arms flailed wildly and that's when Soldier saw it. One of Heavy's arms was keeping Sniper pinned to his chest, while the other one was wiggling against the marksman's ribs. Oh.

"Sniper was being rude," Heavy simply claimed, like that was enough of an excuse. Maybe it was.

"Bah! That is no serious emergency." Soldier thumped his leg and just when he was about to turn around and find something better to take care of-

"Naw, c'mon, laddie, not good enough of a show fer ye?" Demoman revealed his presence and spoke from the couch trying his best to be louder than Sniper, his eyes moving from the tickle pair to Soldier. "It's good fer me." He took a sip of his scrumpy.

"Show?!" Soldier raised an eyebrow under his helmet. "Being ticklish does not count as entertainment, this is an unforgivable weakness!" With that he took off, ignoring Sniper's curses.

However, he didn't get to go far before, aside from Sniper's laughter, he could hear thumps of steps behind him. Instincts kicked again and he was face to face with the intruder.

"Spy!"

"Eh, naw, lad, still me." Demo blinked at the other.

"Good job, then!" Soldier patted him on the shoulder. "Keep it up."

"Aye." Demo grinned. "But actually, I wanted to ask ye a question."

"What is it, Demoman?"

"Ye said that ticklin' is a weakness."

"That is not a question, but yes!" Soldier straightened his posture. "It is. Just like pain."

"Riiiiight." Demo rolled his eyes half-heartedly. "Guess it's bad then that every mate in this team is ticklish."

"WHAT!?" Soldier's helmet almost flew off his head. "Everyone?"

"Yep. Checked it meself." Demo grinned to himself. "'S not that weird, actually, doc once said that someone not bein' ticklish would be more of an er, "atypical nervous reaction"."

"Hmp, so everyone here is a weakling," Soldier scoffed and crossed his arms. "Aside from me. I knew it all along. Soldier prevails, maggots!"

"Soooo, you're saying ye're not ticklish?"

"Correct!" Soldier saluted.

"Riiiight." Demo narrowed his eyes. "Mind if I check then?"

"Weakness inspection, I approve!" Soldier agreed enthusiastically but then added quickly, "Even if I know there are no weaknesses on this body." He patted his chest. "You still have-." He choked on his words when Demo started pulling him with him, away from the common room.

Even though Sniper's laughter has died a while ago, Demo figured they could use a different area for that "test". And what a better place than his own room where he could be like, 50% sure no one would come uninvited.

So, they entered the area, and he lightly pushed Soldier towards his messy couch where the other sat down, still as straight as a guitar string but definitely not tense. And Demo thought that could only mean one thing,

"He genuinely thinks he's not ticklish."

Fine then, either he would make an absolute fool out of himself orrrr prove to a very unwilling mercenary that he is ticklish as well. He weighed the pros and cons, and his mind was made up.

"Alright, lad, remember, no laughing."

He sat down next to Soldier and shifted into a more comfortable position. His hands hovered above the other's body for a moment or two and then-.

"Agh!"

Squeezed both of Soldier's knees.

"Aha, what was that?" He smirked, not only because Soldier actually made a sound, but also because from his bent position he could see his eyes, and they were widened.

"Nothing!" Soldier, of course, denied everything.

"Mmmm, sure. Be it yer way."

Demo didn't stop, his hands still sitting on the trusted source that were Soldier's knees and kept squeezing. He hummed when they started twitching and the corners of Soldier's lips started moving up.

"I dunno, ye seem to be reactin', alright."

"This is... ngh, nothing," Soldier hissed through gritted teeth. "I-It's magic, you're using magic!"

"I wish."

The reaction on knees sure was promising but became even better once Demo's hands moved up to the sides of Soldier's thighs and scratched.

"Mmmph!" Soldier's hands moved, just a bit, to grab Demo's, but he managed to stop them just in time.

"Naaw," Demo tickled at the area just between thighs and hips, just where he could feel the bone. "I thought ye said ye weren't ticklish," He purred, half in satisfaction, half playfully, and pinched the skin.

Soldier jumped.

And snickered.

"I-I'm n-not."

To Demo's delight, Soldier's voice as well as body were now shaking. There were definitely no other excuses available now.

"Hah! Ye are ticklish!"

In his enthusiasm Demo put his hands under Soldier's arms and picked him up. It didn't last long, however.

"HAAAAAH!" Soldier wheezed, his hands instantly plastered to his sides.

"Ohoho-hoh. What have we here?" Demo's all-teeth grin was positively evil.

"N-Nothing." The panic in Soldier's voice was absolutely delightful. His arms were making absolutely sure Demo couldn't free his hands from under them even if he tried. "Demoman, I order you t-to stop this r-right nggh, right now!" He sputtered.

"Hmmmm, no." Demo pretended to ponder. "Not only are ye ticklish, ye're really ticklish. Admit it."

"No!" Soldier shook his head so strongly his helmet was now askew. "This is all propaganda. N-Not true at all! Maggot, let me go, or I swear-!" Demo scratched just once in the hollows. "AH!"

Once Soldier threw his head back there was no saving his face getting fully uncovered but at least he managed to catch the helmet. However, instead of putting it back in its place Soldier was now holding it against his face. All in all, if covering his face was the goal Demo had to admit this move was definitely doing its job better than before.

A shame really because he was starting to notice blush on Soldier's face. The good thing, however? Soldier uncovered his armpits completely and Demo was not planning to miss his chance.

His fingers renewed their eager exploration of Soldier's armpits to which their owner in turn returned to laughing, though now it wasn't just a single burst but a continuous stream.

"AHAHAHAHAHA! G-GGHAHAHA!"

No amount of helmet covering could muffle his laughter enough.1

"Guess that means yer just like the rest o' us." Demo shook his head, mock-disapprovingly. "Full of weaknesses. Yer armpits seem to be the worst weakness-central yet."

"NOHOHOHOH, I-I REHEHEHEFUSE!"

"Aye, refuse all ye want, Private Haircut." Demo vibrated his finger which resulted in an actual squeal from Soldier. "Even with one eye I can see it all just fine. Tickle tickle tickle! If that helps, ye can see it as a punishment for lyin' about not bein' ticklish."

"IT WAHAHAHASN'T A-!" The rest of the sentence dissolved in the absolutely wild wheeze escaping Soldier. He tried to come back to it a few more times but each time more laughter or wheezing proved to be superior. "GAHAHAHAHAHA! D-DEHEHEHEHEMO- GAHAHA!"

"Idea!" Demo beamed while drilling his thumbs into the center of Soldier's armpits, causing him to spasm. "I stop when ye admit yer ticklish."

"NEHEHEHEHEVER!"

"Whatever ye say, lad." Demo shrugged. "I have a whole day."

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Help, this is the longest one yet, that ain't a drabble :'). Anyway, I'm glad I got to try writing those two's speech because before I had found it quite intimidating, especially Demo's but I think I did ok :}. Didn't help however that at first both sites with Soldier and Demo's lines didn't freaking work.

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