#lee!xavier

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Can the lizard chill on ppy's shoulder? I wanna watch

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Love and Deepspace men when you find out they’re ticklish

( featuring a Ler!reader and five poor men)

⭐️Xavier ⭐️

You first figured out Xavier was ticklish when he was jealous.

And of all living things he could be jealous of, he is jealous of… a dog?

“Who’s a good boy? Who is a good boy?” You coo at your friend’s dog, rubbing its belly affectionately.

You took a sneak peak at Xavier, who has the biggest pout on his face.

Heh, Xavier couldn’t be jealous, could he?

The moment your friend’s dog climbed off your lap, you found a cute white-hair boy staring at your lap.

“You want belly rubs too, cutie?” You teased. Almost immediately,Xavier gave in and climbed into your lap.

Hehe. What a big baby.

While holding him, you mindlessly rubbed his stomach, yet the moment your palm touched his belly, he let out a quiet gasp.

“Oh?” You purred at the interesting discovery, brushing your hands over his stomach again.

This time you’re rewarded with a small laugh, and a whiny ‘hey!’.

Pouty Xavier is back, yet this time, you could see the corners of his mouth threatening to turn upwards.

And you fully intend to see that frown morph into a wide grin.

You gave Xavier a small wink, and without warning, you fingers dove to his sides and gently wiggled against where his sides meet stomach.

“D-don’t!” Xavier gritted his teeth, yet a few soft giggles slipped from his lips while squirming around futilely.

Even when he’s being tickled, he looks like a prince.

You moved your fingers higher to dance at his ribs, and he immediately curled in on himself, trying to block the ticklish sensations.

“No curling up, I need to see your beautiful face.”

With that, you drilled your fingers in his hips, and he immediately bucked up, letting out a boisterous shriek before dissolving into soft cackles.

“You’re hehehe t-tickling m-me!” Xavier whined through giggles.

“I sure am, you sensitive baby.” You smiled at the giggling boy, and was surprised to see a blush dust across his face.

“W-well, d-dont!” Xavier giggled, and your heart swell at the sight of the squirming man before you.

It almost made you want to have mercy on him, but your fingers have a mind of their own as they dance all over Xavier’s ribs and sides and watch in delight as Xavier squirms and whines in your touch.

Forget about the dog, it’s cute, but ticklish Xavier is way cuter.

He’s just too adorable you never want to stop.

“Sorry, Xavier, no can do.”

❄️ Zayne ❄️

You first found out Zayne was ticklish when you popped the dreaded question.

“So, Zayne, are you ticklish?”

Yes? No? What you didn’t expect was for Zayne to choke on his coffee at your question though.

“W-what?!! That’s such a childish question, I refuse to answer it.” Zayne replied, a faint blush appearing on its cheek.

“That’s not an answer.” You teased, and watched as Zayne looked at his very interesting cup.

“Yes it is.” He murmured.

Heh, cute.

You can’t help but tease him further. “Well, since you’re being so uncooperative, I guess you just forced my hand.”

With that, you gently tased his sides.

The reaction you got is instantaneous.

“Ahh!” He gasped, his arms immediately slamming down to protect his sides while he tensed up like a penguin.

Whipping around to look at you, he mustered up his best death glare, but it only seemed to egg you on.

“Zayne,Zayne,Zayne… when can you give me a real answer?”

You asked, and poked his side with each word you said, earning some delightful squeaks.

Heh, who would have thought the usually calm doctor would turn into a blushing mess with each poke?

You’re not complaining though, watching in amusement as Zayne bit on his lip hard, trying (yet failing adorably) to keep his titters in check.

“Cmon, I know you want to laugh, just let those giggles out,” you teased.

Your fingers travelled up to prod at his ribs, and then the dam broke.

Zayne let out boisterous, loud and uncontrollable laughter as he brought his hands up to cover his reddened cheeks. “Nohohoho,” he whined through giggles.

It was so cute you almost ascended. However, teasing is still absolutely necessary.

“No what? No, stop? No, please don’t stop? No, I’m not ticklish? Or no, I am not giving you a real answer?”

“Nohohohoho!” You only got a another screech and you grinned.

Oh well, guess you’re not stopping, not until Zayne learns how to answer a yes or no question!

🐟 Rafayel 🐟

You first learnt Rafayel is ticklish when you were treating his wounds.

“Ow, ow, ow, it hurts, it hurtssss.” He wailed while you were applying cream to his scraped knee.

“Hold still, it’s just a minor injury.” You told the melodramatic fish.

“It still hurts!” He whined, yet that pout morphed into a surprise gasp when you kissed the bandaged knee.

“There. I kissed it better.” You said, and watched Rafayel grin at the small gesture.

“Again.”

So you kissed his knee again and again, while Rafayel kept smiling at you brattily.

You didn’t think much of the smile at first, not until you heard a squeak escaping his lips when you got to the top of his knees.

Looking up, you saw Rafayel looking at you with wide eyes and a huge grin, his hands curled into a fist.

Ticklish, you thought to yourself. You hit the gold mine.

With that, your fingers travelled up to the top of his knees and gave it a firm squeeze.

Almost immediately, Rafayel descended into loud laughter, his hands pushing about, trying to grab at your wrists.

Cute.

Alas, even the cutest of fish can’t escape the incoming tickles.

You grabbed his foot into a footlock, and watched as he panics and flails his arm around, trying to get you to stop.

“Y-you’re being m-mean to me,” Rafayel squeaked when you brushed a finger over his arch, and he sucked in his breath, tugging at his feet.

“So you don’t want tickles?” You teased.

He pouted, thinking for a moment.

And then put his foot back in your grip.

Ha, knew it.

You thought to yourself as you smirk at the blushing boy, scratching at the pads of his toe.

Rafayel erupted in laughter and gasped about, occasionally letting out at “No” or “don’t”, and squirmed around like a fish.

Yet every time you stopped, he would pout even more.

Cutie.

Looking at Rafayel’s wide grin and hearing his loud chuckling, you know Rafayel will surely be enjoying a lot more tickle episodes in the future.

But hey, he only has himself to blame for being so tickle-able!

🐦‍⬛ Sylus 🐦‍⬛

You first learnt Sylus when you’re trying to help him get to sleep.

This man is a vampire—why doesn’t he sleep at night?!!

Yet no matter how hard you tried, nothing is getting him to sleep.

Calming music? No. Muscle relaxation practices? No. Even the good old newspaper reading practices is not working.

So while you two were cuddled together on the bed, you were still pondering ways to get him to sleep.

“K-kitten…” Sylus called out to you, and you look over, and realise you’re absentmindedly tracing circles on his back.

“Yes?”

“Quit it, it tickles.”

It does? An idea popped into your head and you smiled wickedly.

“Sweetie, I know that smirk, don’t—”

You rub circles on his back again, more deliberately and closer to his sides this time, just to watch his reaction.

And it didn’t disappoint.

He arched his back as boyish giggles escape from his lips, while twisting and turning about to avoid your devious fingers, to no avail.

At this moment, he looked like a cute, ticklish guy instead of a mafia boss.

You planted ticklish kisses all over the back of his neck, just to test the waters.

And almost instantly, he buried his head into the pillow, trying to muffle his squeaks and laughs, yet occasionally a snort can be heard.

“Who would have thought the most dangerous man in the N109 zone would succumb to tickling?” You teased.

Sylus gave no response and only let out a barely audible groan, so you moved the kisses to his waist.

“Stohohop it sweetie, y-you’re not—Ahh! H-helping me slehehep.” He yelped when you pinched one hip.

“Guilty, but you’re not fighting hard to resist the tickles. Care to explain, Mr Sylus?”

You teased, and you could have sworn you saw the tip of his ears turn red.

As much as you wanted to continue, your primary goal is to get him to sleep, not to tickle torture him.

With that, you let up the tickling and resorted to running his hands up and down his back.

“Hehe, we’re done for today, but I’ll continue to explore this knowledge tomorrow.” You teased, and Sylus furrowed his eyebrows at you, yet beneath the pouty face, you know he meant no bite.

“Good night, sweetie.” He said, before drifting off to sleep.

Maybe it’s the exhaustion, maybe it’s the tickles, or maybe it’s the warmth of the intimacy, it was the first time Sylus slept peacefully next to you.

Heh, who would have thought the tough Onychinus leader is an adorable (and ticklish!) softie at heart?

But hey, you’re not complaining!

🍎 Caleb 🍎

You have always known Caleb is ticklish. That has been well-established since you two’s childhood tickle fights.

What you didn’t expect was for him to challenge you to a tickle fight years after.

“Do you want your ass to be kicked ?” You asked him incredulously, and he only shrugged.

“I was letting you win back then, pipsqueak. I won’t relent now, this is a fair fight.” He smirked.

Alright, if he insists.

You two circle each other, your hands poised in front of you to prepare for attack.

He lunged first, hands reaching out for your sides, but too slow—You saw that coming and easily gripped his wrists.

Ha, look who has the upper hand now.

While Caleb was still in shock and trying to grab his arm back, you quickly shoot your hands out to claw at his ribs.

It was an honest to goodness shriek that left his mouth.

He gasped, then dissolved into soft yelps as you repeatedly tased his sides.

“T-hahat’s cheheheating!” He protested, trying to keep his composure.

“No, I won, fair and square. You have just gotten weaker. Need a reminder of who used to be the champion of tickle fights back when we were young?”

With that, you went straight for his worst spot, scratching at his armpits.

“Ahahahaha! N-no— P-pipsqueak! Pipsqueak!“

“Ironic, considering you’re the one squeaking like a mouse.You” You teased.

Caleb was red in the face as he shook his head,trying to push your fingers away from his tickle spots, all while chortling and writhing about.

It was kind of nostalgic to see Caleb laughing, it’s been a while since you two have had carefree moments like these.

“Do you yield?” You tease the blushing man squirming beneath you.

He shook his head. Heh, so stubborn.

You clawed at his armpits with renewed vigour, and smirked to yourself as the pleas of surrender immediately escaped his lips.

“I g-give! I g-give!” He laughed, and you stopped your antics, not before giving him another poke to the side to remind him of who is the winner.

“You’re evil.” He smiled at you, it was a sweet moment, until the competitive glint returned to his eyes.

“But I’ll get you back in the next tickle fight.”

“Pfft, good luck, you’ll need it.”

“Pipsqueak!”

Looks like you two will be having lots of tickle fights to catch up on~

🌼Writer’s notes: I have been procrastinating on this fic for so many months lol forgive me i dont know how to ler.

Anyways hope yoy all enjoyed this fic!!!

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2025/Day 16 - Blackmail

Love and Deepspace - Reader x Xavier (Lumiere)

"You can't prove it."

"It doesn't matter."

"But you know… that's not true."

"…yes," you sighed, agreeing to the actual lie, "but the internet doesn't."

Xavier frowned, pouting as your palm pressed against his cheek and pushed him back to the other end of the couch. The threat seemed to actually get to him this time for him not even want to risk a play-fight to get your phone out of your hands.

Lumiere's movie was having a re-release and the mysterious hero was back on the trends. Normally, you'd show off all your Lumiere-themed items collection and flex how much of a fan you were, but why not go beyond and also brag about how similar your boyfriend was to Lumiere?

"Don't you care about my feelings?" Xavier said softly and slowly reached to tug at your legs like a dog begging for a treat. He stared at your soul and you could already feel the guilt weighing down at your shoulders. "Are those people more important than—"

"Stop it," you hissed, pulling your leg away from his grip before he could manipulate you any further. "It's just a post. No one will even care about it in a day," you huffed, tightening the grip around your phone. "Worst case scenario people will only take you for a good cosplayer. I'm not blowing your cover."

"I don't have a cover to be blown," Xavier insisted and you rolled your eyes. "I'm not Lumiere. I don't like him. And I don't see why you do."

"Because he—"

"'He' what?" Xavier narrowed his eyes, sitting back on his ankles while his brows furrowed. "What about him?"

"He… had a nice movie starring my handsome boyfriend. Even if he didn't want to be credited for the amazing stunts," you nodded and sighed, relieved to avoid the danger. "Still, it's just a post. Now let me—"

"Wait!" Xavier reached out to you again, nearly throwing himself on top of you. "Don't do it, please."

"Why?"

"I will do anything if you don't," he said firmly, determined.

You looked at him, holding your phone high behind your head and in high alert, trying to read his movements. "Anything?"

"Yes, anything… but things related to Lumiere," Xavier pressed his lips into a thin line. Even with the new condition, the offer was tempting, to say the least.

Quickly moving your eyes between your phone's screen and his hands, you carefully saved the post as a draft and locked your phone — hopefully he wouldn't remember your password, you thought. "Then… I will delete the post, if—"

"R-really?!" He beamed, but froze on the spot as you raised a finger before his face.

"If," you repeated, your voice louder this time, "you let me tickle you."

Xavier looked at your hand for a brief second and then shifted his eyes back to you. "Will you delete the pictures if I agree?"

"I won't post them if you agree," you smirked, "the pictures aren't in the negotiation table."

"Tsk," he groaned, biting the insides of his cheeks while giving it some thought. "Do you promise?"

"Of course."

"Then you can tickl— ah!"

You allowed him to say just enough before turning the tables on him. Putting your combat skills to use, you pushed your self up and pounced on him like a predator on its prey. Xavier's back had barely hit the couch and your hands were already latching on his ribs, tickling him.

"I can't understand why you're such a Lumiere hater," you shook your head and talked casually, ignoring his hands pawing at your arms and the loud, panicked laughter. "It's not like he is your enemy or anything."

"I-I juhuhust— ahahaha, I dohohon't lihihike him!" Xavier giggled, his feet kicking and pressing into the couch. Despite him having his arms clasped down tight around his torso, you still managed to wiggle your fingers and tickle him through his sweater, aiming for the soft spots between each rib. "He's sohoho lahaha— ahAHah, w-wahahait, slohohow dohown!"

"Nah-ah," you said, pulling his arm up and pining above his head before tickling the now-uncovered armpit, clawing softly at it. "Unless you want me to post—"

"NO! AHahaha, y-yohohou can keheheep tihihickling!"

"Good," you smirked, hoping they would keep that movie on screens for an extra day or two.

A/N: Wdym "Xavier again"? This is clearly not him, this is Lumiere. Idk what you're talking about.

[otomiyaa]

Ticklish Xavier x MC / First-Person POV

Written for my dearest @ticklygiggles!

Summary: Part two of Midnight Moment and inspired by Heartstring Symphony - Xavier's bedtime story didn't work, so let's try something else!

Xavier stares at me. I sit comfortably on top of him, knowing he's about to complain.

"I thought we were going to sleep."

"I'm still not tired. After telling me a bedtime story like that, you think we can just go to sleep?" I say playfully. I can still feel the ticklish sensations of his breath on my neck and ear.

"Was it really that bad?" he asks. I cup his face, forcing him to look at me.

"You have no idea," I say with a smirk.

"I'm too tired to play more videogames," Xavier argues. I shrug.

"We can play other games." And before he can say anything, my fingers start playing with the soft skin of his neck, tickling him like he just did to me with his mere blows and whispers. It has an instant effect.

"W-what... Hehe-that... It tickles," Xavier giggles. I smile proudly.

"I know it does."

The next minutes, I indulge in nothing but Xavier's sweet laughter. And best part? He lets me.

Despite his little cries like "Nohoho!" and "Stohohop!" he also makes zero effort in stopping me.

"Some more of this, and I might actually be so satisfied that I'm ready to go to sleep," I tell him. All he responds with is laughter.

"AHh- not thehehere!" Xavier yelps when my hands abandon his ticklish sides and ribs to test the sensitivity of his thighs. His instant reflex is to move up, but when I squeeze his thighs he falls back and laughs hysterically.

"Ahahalright! I gihihive- heheeh plehehease!" I am surprised to hear him begging me already. I tickle his thighs some more, and then finally stop and climb back up to see his cute flustered face.

"You're that ticklish huh? And you didn't stop me."

Xavier breathes heavily and smiles. "Well, you won the videogames after all. M-might as well give you your prize."

PFffft. I laugh fondly and caress his face. "Really?"

He nods. "That, and... I admit it was silly of me. That bedtime story I mean."

Blushing a little, I shake my head. "It wasn't that bad." I had only pushed him away because it felt so ticklish.

"Would you tell it to me again? One more time. I promise to go to sleep afterwards."

Xavier grins and pulls me down on top of him. He then rolls over so he can pin me down. Pressing me down onto the mattress, he towers over me with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Good. Since you're asking me so nicely, I'll tell you again." And I already start giggling before I can even feel the ticklish feeling of his breath against my ear.

"Once upon a time... on a dark night...."

Xavier really does indulge me in the silly tickly bedtime story again, and something tells me I can't keep my promise. How can I possibly go to sleep after this!

[skylarstark4826]

I loved this beautiful fanart from the Wednesday Addams series from Kianca's ship of the characters of Kent and Bianca Barclay together and above all because I love that in it we see how Wednesday is attacking her beloved Xavier but it also gives me tenderness how Wednesday is mercilessly tickling her boyfriend while on the other hand Xavier tries to escape from his girlfriend's tickling but it also gives me tenderness the way Xavier lovingly calls his beloved "Weds" but also because it is adorable how he is completely blushed and it seems that Wednesday is almost kissing his cheek in every possible way and all because I really would have liked to have seen them together for much longer in season 1 of above Wednesday Addams but despite that I still hope we can see them again in season 2 of above Wednesday Addams... sincerely

By the way, these beautiful fanart of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but I will let you know that right here I am going to leave you the link of the real creator on Tumblr.

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Wednesday tickles Xavier

@true-justice

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Maybe Xavier could be a bit to nosey and get caught by some mischievous Cornish pixies, and they give him wut he oh so deserves

This was not supposed to be a comic but fuck I couldn't help myself! Than I was only planning on making a 1 page comic but obviously that didn't last. I just coming up with more I wanted to add so I added it. It took way longer to finish but damn I think it was worth it 😅

Xavier is just fascinated with magical creatures, he likes to sneak out at night to watch em whenever he can. One night he spots a small gathering of pixies. He thought there was only 4 in the group. He didn't realize there was a 5th pixie flying around. Unfortunately for him, the pixie is also very fascinated with Xavier~ The little gremlin knew they had to mess with the silly wizard spying on the group. All the creatures pretty much know how ticklish Xavier is. All his other creatures love to torture him constantly, and Xavier isn't exactly quiet when he's tickled~ So the pixies were absolutely gonna take advantage of that! They aren't completely evil tho, they truthfully love the little wizard so after their attack they all cuddle up to Xavier to calm him cause damn he needed it after that 🤣 He had fun tho, don't worry!

Edit: Not my forgetting Xavier’s glove that is integral to his design! Ooof it’s okay it was an easy fix

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

[koala-fluff]

Tickletober Day 1: Anticipation

Fandom: Wednesday

-Enjoy!

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Xavier knew he was screwed as soon as she let herself in. Actually, he knew when he saw her sitting grumpily at lunch.

"Bad day?" He asked, eyeing her warily.

"Yes." Wednesday replied curtly, gathering up some of his paint and preparing a canvas.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"No." The reply made him freeze for only a moment. He cleared his throat and watched, to his horror, as she set up her space directly next to his.

They painted in silence. To anyone else, it would seem like a nice scene. Just two friends, comfortable in each other's presence without need to speak.

For poor Xavier though, it was anything but comfortable.

His movements were stiff and his face was slightly pink. Every few seconds, his eyes were drawn in her direction. His nerves were buzzing as he waited for her inevitable attack.

During one of his passing glances, Wednesday looked at him slyly. He inhaled sharply, watching her closely. She deliberately reached for a thicker brush and wiggled her fingers before picking it up.

Xavier's eyes widened and he turned away immediately. What was he painting again? It was so hard to focus with her right there.

"Hm…" the evil Addams hummed, tilting her head. "Maybe…"

Her hand shot towards the boy, fingers formed into claws. He yelped and dropped his brush. His arms went down to defend and he closed his eyes, preparing for…

… nothing?

He carefully opened one eye, then his jaw dropped, offended.

She stood there, head cocked in confusion. Evidently, she was just being a little menace, for she had stolen his magenta paint.

"Hey!" He huffed, relaxing only a tiny bit. "I was using that!"

"No you weren't." She said, looking back at her own canvas. "You were too busy waiting for me to tickle you."

He spluttered, his face going scarlet. "Wha- no! I wasn't- why-"

She held a hand up and slowly turned to face him again. She hummed thoughtfully, her eyes going from her canvas to his face, then back to whatever masterpiece she was creating. Xavier peaked at it and saw that it was covered in a light, redish color.

"I've been having trouble with my background." She said, slowly putting her brush down. "I just can't seem to get the right shade of red."

Xavier looked like a deer in headlights. His own eyes tracked between her and her canvas. A shiver ran down his spine as she cracked her knuckles and stepped towards him. He, obviously, stepped back.

"I think," she said, a smirk growing on her lips, "if I can make you blush only a little more, your face will be the perfect reference…"

He gulped.

Yep, he was so screwed.