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Chase's Secret Spot

Heyyyy It’s Serpent. I wrote a thing cause I’m in a mega lee mood… like omg… so here have some cute anti average feet tickles. 

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Chase was with no doubt a lee. He loved whenever Anti launched a full scale tickle attack on him, which was fortunate for him considering he’s super ticklish. Anti knew all his spots by heart, all but one.

As much as Chase loved being tickled he wasn’t sure if he could handle Anti attacking his death spot. Thankfully Anti never went for his feet, but if he knew he most certainly would.

Until he couldn’t hide his secret spot.

…

It was molting season for angel wings apparently. Angeliceye had been leaving glistening white angel feathers wherever he went. Chase didn’t think it much at first as he and Anti walked into the main room.

That is until he felt them slide across his bare feet as he walked. He suppressed a squeak and smile he felt bubbling up as the soft yet prickly feathers rested against his soles.

“You alright, Chase?” Anti asked noticing his pause and stiffened posture.

“F-Fine!” Chase answered all too quick, he carefully tried to maneuver around the mine field of feathers across the floor. Worst part was that angel feathers tickled 1000x more than regular ones. Chase knew this from experience.

He couldn’t possible avoid the dozens of feathers everywhere. He slowed his pace as he walked along side his lover, trying hopelessly to avoid the tortuously soft sensation skimming across his sensitive soles. He already felt giggles and squeaks bouncing around his chest, trying desperately to escape his lips pulling upwards into a smile. He bit down on his lip, trying to make it a little bit less obvious that these feathers tickled like Hell.

“Come on, Chase.” Anti called, going to sit by the tv.” Chase quickened his pace a bit. However his focus on not laughing rather than walking led to him tripping. He caught himself before he hit the floor, but not before squealing and barking out a couple laughs at the flicks of feathers at his toes.

Shit. There was no way Anti didn’t hear that.

Maybe he didn’t? Maybe?

Anti glanced at Chase with a wicked grin.

“You know I didn’t even notice these feathers since I’m wearing shoes. I guess since you were barefoot you weren’t as lucky.” Anti chuckled as he approached Chase like a predator stalking his prey… ready to pounce.

Chase couldn’t help but giggle at the knowledge of what was next. Butterflies swarmed his tummy as his legs trembled from the feathers still tickling his feet dammit!

Chase didn’t even fight when Anti tackled him to the floor. The demon loomed over him with an excited smirk.

“Ticklish feet, hm? Why didn’t I know about this?”

“Cause they’re way too ticklish for my own good!” Chase blurted.

“That’ll just make things extra fun. Why don’t we use these feathers which already seem to be so eager to make you laugh.” Anti plucked a feather from off the ground and chuckled when he saw Chase covering his mouth to keep from falling into another giggle fit. “I haven’t even started yet, Blushy~” Anti twirled the feather between his thumb and index finger. Chase watched the feather like a hawk. Anti winked before turning around to face his bare feet which were already tingling at their exposure.

“Tell me, Chase. Does this tickle at all?” Anti snickered before ever so gently sliding the feather down Chase’s sole.

Anti didn’t even need an answer. Chase gasped and squealed before squirming under Anti and his foot jerking every which way to try and escape the feather.

Anti laughed.

“Wow I can’t believe I never found this tickle spot.”

“Shuhut uhup, Anti!” Chase giggled, his toes wiggling as he gave in to his giggle fit. Anti looked back and smiled at his happy squeaks and huge grin.

“This might be your most ticklish spot, cutie~” Anti smirked as Chase’s face took on a pink hue.

Anti trailed the end of the feather across his soles up to his toes, fluttering it just below the squirming digits. Chase let out an adorably high-pitched squeal and his rapid giggling flew up a couple octaves.

“Hmm… If you’re already lost in giggles I wonder how’d you react if I were to use a single finger instead of a feather, hm?”

“Noho- Ahahanti Ihihi’m- ahaha- too tihicklish thehere! You’re gohonna- hehe- kill mehehe!”Chase snorted and threw his head back in giggles.

“Well too bad, I’m curious!” Anti dropped the feather and used his index finger to scratch just beneath the ball of his foot.

“ANTI FACK- AH! NAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase screeched and arched his back, squeezing his eyes shut as gleeful laughter tumbled from his mouth.

“Wow, all from one finger, Chase. You’re just soooo ticklish. It’s just too cute, Blushy! Cootchie cootchie coo~”

“N-NAH! HEHEHEHAHAHA- FUHUHUCKIN STOP! ANTIYOUDICK-PFFTAHAHA!” Chase thrashed in his fit of laughter as Anti teased relentlessly to raise his blush.

“Don’t mock the tickle monster, Blushy~” Anti slowed down his single-finger tickles and smirked at Chase. The man was panting with a bright red face as residual giggles poured from his lips. Anti lifted himself from the floor with a chuckle.

“This new information will prove useful~” Anti offered Chase a hand, which he gratefully accepted.

“That was uncalled for.” Chase giggled.

“You enjoyed it, tickle addict.”

“Shut up, glitch bitch!”

Anti paused and glared. “You have 10 seconds to run.” He growled before counting down. Chase went to run away but didn’t make it very far with the mine field of feathers. He ran about two steps before tumbling over in a puddle of giggles.

“Aww, looks like the cocky little man didn’t get very far. Now he has to deal with the tickle monster one more time.”

“ANTI I DIDN’T MEAN IT I- FUHUHUCK- AHAHAHA- NOHOHO!”

RESPONSE: !!!!!!!! YES OMG  CU  TE

[pwppypokes]

Not Your Ordinary Monsters

A/N: I hope this is good! I got inspiration from one of @thetickleeraven‘s post :) I know Anti is better as a darkish character but I made him forming to be good, just because I felt like it, so ya. Darkiplier runs a facility that makes kids fearful, Wilford runs a facility that makes kids laugh. Enjoy.

 Word Count: 1,601

Pairs: Wilford Warfstache, Antisepticeye, Ethan

  Monsters. We are told monsters live under our bed, and in our closet. We are told monsters are going to get us and well...whatever your parents told you when you were little to put some fear in you. But Ethan, he didn’t believe in monsters, oh no. He was smarter than that, he knew such things didn’t exist.

 He couldn’t be more wrong…

Monsters did exist. They did hide under your bed, and in your closet. They are watching you sleep, observing your lifestyle, when you sleep, when you wake up, when you toss and turn, revealing your vunerable flesh. No, no. They aren’t going to eat your flesh.

 These aren’t murderous monsters, they’re tickle monsters. Waiting, waiting for an opportunity to arise, so they can feed off your laughter. You are their supply, you are their feast. Of course, this is merely harmless! It does no damage to you, unless of course, you have some disability, but we’ve sent our most caring monsters to those special children who could use a laugh.

 But the monsters we sent to little Ethan’s house? These are the top guys, they can crack anyone, even the ones who claim they aren’t ticklish, the ones who refuse to laugh. Because, as you know, no laughter equals no energy. What are their names of course? Wilford Warfstache and Antisepticeye. A scary name, indeed, but I assure you they mean no harm. Anti worked for the scare tactics, giving children nightmares, he worked for Darkiplier, Wilford’s evil twin. But, Wilford was able to get Anti and have him work for the good side, making children laugh, not cry.

 They were in charge of being Ethan’s monsters. They felt great sympathy for Ethan, who didn’t have many friends, they would watch him from the closet toss a ball on the floor and sigh deeply, looking out the window at the other kids playing. Sometimes Wilford would want to go out there and tickle the snot out of him when he would start crying, whispering how alone he felt, but he couldn’t. Not yet.

 “Why? Why can’t I just have one friend! I don’t even care anymore! Sometimes I wish monsters were real, and maybe then they can be my friends.” Ethan’s 14 year old voice piped, crying, before looking under his bed, sighing his familiar sigh.

 Wilford couldn’t take it anymore, he busted out the closet, causing the boy to gasp in shock.

 “Wilford, no!” Anti hissed, stepping out of the closet too.

 They were now both standing in front of the boy, the room was dimly lit as he was supposed to be in bed, his parents on a dinner date. The boy stared at them for a few seconds, tears streaming down his face from earlier, before exclaiming.

 “You answered my wishes! Do you want to be my friends?” He asked, walking over to them, looking all the way up at the older men.

 “Why, of course! We would love to be your friend! I’m Wilford, and that’s Anti. He’s a stick in the mud sometimes but he’s loveable. We are the monsters you called upon, Ethan.” Wilford smiled, bending down and hugging the boy, who hugged him back.

 “Monsters? Good monsters right? Not bad monsters?” He asked warily, taking a momentary step back.

 “No, no! We aren’t bad monsters, we are good monsters, Wilford and I are tickle monsters. All we do is make you laugh. That isn’t bad is it?” Anti explained, smiling.

 “Tickle monsters are real?” Ethan said, looking completely baffled.

 “Yeah we are! There’s thousands of us kiddo.” Wilford smiled.

 “Wow. That’s so cool! But, why are you here in my closet if you’re tickle monsters?”

 “See, Ethan, we feed off of laughter.”

 “Off of laughter?” He repeated, looking a little worried.

 “Each monster has a closet, each monster has an assigned kid. You were ours. We are supposed to tickle you and feed off your laughter, with your permission of course. We watched you, be tickled by your parents, and observed your tickle spots. But, if you say no to us tickling you, we must move onto another closet to get our energy and we don’t ever come back.” Wilford explained.

 “Tickle me.” Ethan replied.

 “What?” Anti and Wilford said at the same time.

 “Then tickle me. Get your energy. I don’t mind, really.” Ethan said, and truth be told he really didn’t. These monsters were now his friends, and he’d do anything for his friends.

 “Oh, okay! Are you sure? Is there any place you don’t want us to tickle?” Wilford said, sitting on the floor next to him.

 “I never really paid attention to where I’m ticklish so I don’t know.” Ethan said truthfully, anticipation building in his tummy.

 “Well, we did.” Anti grinned, before clawing at the boy's’ tummy, causing his to let out a stream of giggles.

 “Nohohohoho!” His smiled was so cute, his little snorts in between giggles, adorable.

 “Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!” Anti cooed, squeezing his sides, causing Ethan to buck his hips.

 “NOHOHOHOHOHOHOH AHAHAHANTI!!” His laugh ringing throughout the silent house.

 “Where should I tickle Anti? Any suggestions?” Wilford said teasingly.

 “Hmm, try right….here.” Anti replied, swiping a finger across Ethan’s collarbone, a shriek escaping his lips.

 “Good spot! Thanks Anti!” Wilford said, tickling gently across Ethan’s collarbone, making the boy shriek and go red in the face.

 Wilford stopped after a little bit, not wanting to tucker him out so soon.

 “SWIHIHIHITCH SPOHOHOHOHOTS AHAHAHAHNTIHIHIHI!” Ethan begged, unable to take the side tickling any longer.

 “Oh, all right, since you asked.” He smirked, scanning his body for potential hot spots.

 “I remembered one time...you didn’t put the dishes away...and where oh where was that special little spot that your mom tickled you in that made you beg to do the dishes?”

 “I dohohoHOHOHON’T KNOHOHOHOW!” He screamed as Wilford drilled his underarms, a sweet spot of his.

 “Sweet spot, nice Wilford. As for you Ethan. I think it was….here.” Anti said, squeezing Ethan’s kneecaps.

 Ethan lost it.

 He was kicking his legs out, bursting with laughter and happiness. It tickled so much!

 “Anti! Don’t kill him! We haven’t found all his tickle spots yet. Let’s give him a breather.” Wilford scolded, ceasing his tickling.

 “Hehehe, wow. That was fun!” Ethan exclaimed, a smile glued to his face.

 “It was? You like being tickled?” Anti sounded surprised.

 “Dude! Okay, don’t tell anyone okay?”

 “We swear.”

 “I love being tickled, but that’s like..a girly thing. So, I keep it to myself.”

 “That’s adorable!” Wilford gushed.

 “SHUT UP!” Ethan groaned.

 “Well, since you love being tickled, do you want us to tickle you again?” Anti asked, getting a mumbled response, knowing exactly what he said.

 “You heard him Willy, tickle him!” Anti exclaimed, going back at the boy’s knees, but lighter this time.

 “NOHOHOHO, TIHIHIHICKLE MY RIHIHIBS!” Ethan said, which made Wilford smile.

 “You really do like being tickled, that’s adorable!” Wilford cooed, switching to Ethan’s ribs, which made the lad nearly explode!

 He arched his back and let out a shriek unlike any other. Wilford took that as this was his ultimate tickle spot, and started drilling his ribs. Which caused Ethan to start to cry tears of mirth and do belly laughs. Anti, getting bored with following his wildly kicking legs, decided to go for his feet, a common tickle spot.

 He scribbled against the soles of his socked toes, hearing the more panicked laughter pour out of his mouth. Occasionally Anti would tickle underneath his toes, causing a more high pitched giggle, switching between the two.

 “SHIHIHIHIT!” He swore, which made Wilford gasp.

 “No swearing! You must be punished.” And just like that, Wilford bent down, and blew a raspberry on his ribs.

 He couldn’t take it! The scribbling on his feet and inbetween his toes, and the raspberries! He felt like he was going insane! His face was a bright shade of pink, Wilford thought it complemented his stache.

 “STAHAHAHP! PEHEHEHEASE!” Ethan cried out for the first time during all of this, which they took as they should really stop.

 They let him breathe for a moment, before he looked up, the biggest grin on his face.

 “Did you have fun kiddo?” Wilford asked, watching him giggle and shake his head up and down.

 “How many more times do you need to do that? Cause that was fun!” Ethan said eager for the next time they’ll come visit.

 “Well, we usually need to get more energy every two-four weeks, but if you ever need us before then, you know where to find us. Right Anti?”

 “Right, kiddo. And don’t forget, I’m still a scary monster.” Anti added, making Wilford punch him in the arm.

 “Ow!”

 “Stop it, you’ll scare him.” Wilford scolded.

 “He didn’t, I bet he’s ticklish too! Me and you can team up on him!” Ethan cheered.

 “Yeah Anti, are you ticklish?”

 “No, and no. Wilford, it’s getting late, the kid needs to go to bed, and we need to go back to the closet.” Anti shifted uncomfortably, he was definitely screwed in the future.

 “If you ever need us, just say ‘Wilford, Anti, and I’ okay? And we’ll be there.” Wilford smiled, hugging Ethan before meeting Anti in the closet, and shutting the door.

 Ethan quickly ran over and opened it, and they were gone.

[cloudysfluffs]

Not A Word

Hi it’s Serpent! Don’t mind me just made another drabble off an ask I sent. 

Have some Anti Average with a guest appearance from marvin!

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“CHAHAHASE!” Anti cackled, his whole body thrashing beneath his lover.

“Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy coo, Anti!” Chase teased as he skittered his fingers up and down Anti’s left side. “Tickle tickle! It seems you’re very ticklish right here!” Chase emphasized ‘here’ by squeezing the demon’s side which elicited a rather high-pitched squeal.

“NOHOT- AHAHA- THERE! PFFTAHAHAHA!”

“Hm… not where? Here? Right here in this tickle spot?” Chase used his blunt nails to scratch at the sensitive skin, sending the demon flailing wildly in desperate laughter.

“PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Alright. Another spot! How about… here!” Chase yanked up Anti’s shirt, took a breath, and blew as hard as he could on Anti’s ribs.

“AHAHAHAHA! CHAHASE!”

“Sorry, Anti, I’m just trying to make you happy since you loooove being tickled so much!” Chase giggled at Anti’s sudden blush. Anti couldn’t even try to deny it, they both knew it was true. Chase moved one hand to Anti’s tummy and began playing with his belly button as the other explored his ribs and sides.

“MEHEHERCY! MEHEHEHERCY- EHEHEHAHA!” Anti cried out, pounding the floor with his fists out of desperation.

“What are you two up to?” Came a snicker. Both egos froze and went silent, well aside from Anti’s left over giggles. Marvin was standing in the doorway with a monumental grin. “Did THE Antisepticeye just beg for mercy from a little tickling?”

“U-Uh. No! W-We were… wrestling…” Anti stammered, his face impossibly green.

“Wrestling, hm? You must find wrestling very funny since you were cackling like a madman. Wait till the others hear about this!”

Anti’s eyes widened. He couldn’t have the others knowing about this! They thought he had no weakness and it needed to stay that way! He shot off the floor and scrambled after Marvin.

“Hey, guys!” Marvin called before he was tackled by and angry anti.

“You better keep quiet about that!’ He barked. Marvin just raised and eyebrow and squeezed Anti’s side. He grinned when Anti flinched and squealed. Anti growled before wiggling his fingers at Marvin with a sinister grin. Marvin paled as he realized the flaw in his plan.

“Ah, I’m judging by your expression that I’m not the only ticklish one.”

“N-Now, Anti. There’s no need for that. I won’t tell!”

“Sorry but you know about me, so I should know about you. Then we’ll discuss secrecy.” Anti chuckled darkly before scribbling his fingers over Marvin’s torso. The magical ego erupted in laughter and bucked his hips before dissolving into squeaky laughter.

“PFFTAHAHAHA! AHAHANTIHI!” Marvin screeched, kicking frantically. It didn’t take long for Anti to notice that the closer he got to Marvin’s quaking tummy the louder his laughter became.

“Ooh seems like your tummy is quite ticklish.” Anti giggled and began pinching the slight chub.

“FUHUHUCK! EHEHEHE! NOHO-AHAHA!” Marvin blushed at Anti’s teasy tone and his own embarrassingly high-pitched laughter.

“Anti, did you really need to get revenge?” Chase spoke up from behind the one-sided tickle fight.

“I need to make sure he doesn’t go blabbing about this to anyone.”

“I WOHO- ACK! FUCK! NO!” Marvin positively screeched as Anti’s hands had wandered to his upper ribs. So naturally, that was Anti’s next target. The demon spidered his fingers ever so softly with one hand and scribbled relentlessly across each bone with the other.

“AHAHAHA! STAHAHAP! AHAHA- I CAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IHIT!” Marvin screamed in laughter. The conflicting sensations were driving him insane!

“Promise this tickling stuff is between us?”

Marvin couldn’t even hope to form words coherent enough to agree so he just frantically nodded his head. Soon Anti’s hands retracted and Marvin could catch his breath.

“Remember, not a word to anyone or I’ll tell them you’re just as ticklish as me.” Anti shot Marvin a smug grin before departing back to his room with Chase.

As soon as they were out of sight Marvin chuckled. Everyone already knew he was ticklish as Hell.

Time to go find Jackie and tell him all about what he saw.

RESPONSE: OH?? MY GOD??? I legitimately got butterflies reading this??? AGH SO F-ING CUTE I CAN NOT?? This is definitely one of my FAVOURITE fics now omg!!! Also MARVIN NOOOOOO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE- XD

[cloudysfluffs]

A Bashful and Ticklish Doctor

It’s Serpent! Wow two fics in one day, can ya tell im in a lee mood?

have some ticklish!schneeplestien cause hes under appreciated

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“This is what you get for tickling me, Schneep!” Anti giggled as his fingers dug in to the doctor’s ribs without mercy.

“GAH! AHAHAHA- AHANTI! YOU AHARE BEHEHEING UNVEASONABLE!” Schneep erupted in laughter, flailing about wildly as unbearably ticklish jolts shot through his body.

“I’ve been going to you for check-ups for how long? Each and every time trying my damn hardest not to give away that I’m ticklish when you poke and prod me. And you’ve been making it impossibly ticklish the whole fuckin time? You knew?”

“OHOHOF-AHAHA-COHOHOURSE!”

“Well then this is payback.” Anti slipped a hand under Schneep’s flailing arm to tickle at the hollow of his armpit.

“NOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE! HAHAHA- AHAHANTI STOHOP!”

“No can do, doc. Not until I feel like I’ve gotten payback. Now… your armpits seem ticklish enough for good payback.” Anti moved both hands to scratch at his underarms.

“AHAHA- BITTE HÖR AUF! DAHAHAS KIHIHITZELT!”

“Whoa, it tickles so bad sounds like you’ve slipped back to German!” Anti laughed. “That’s hilarious.”

“BIHITTE! IHICH BIN ZUHU KITZELIG!”

“You know I don’t German, right? Or are your underarms just too ticklish for you to remember over all this tickling? Cootchie cootchie coo, Schneep. Tickle tickle tickle~”

Ooh that got a good reaction. As soon as the first tease left Anti’s mouth Schneep’s face lit up bright red and his laughter went up about a million octaves. 

“DOHON’T TALK TO- HEHEHE- ME LIKE I AM ZE CHIHILD- AHAHAHA!”

“Looks like you really respond to teasing, Blushy!” Anti put on his most patronizing voice. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy coo! Tickle tickle tickle! Aw does this tickle? How adorable~” Anti couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of crimson blush creeping down Schneep’s neck and over his ears. Schneep snorted in his laughter when Anti began pinching up and down his ribs, which of course just embarrassed the already bashful doctor even more.

“SHUHUT ZE FUHUCK UHUHUP!” Schneep shot his hands up to cover his burning face which made Anti chuckle.

“This is more fun than I thought it’d be! You’re way too easy to tease.” Anti retracted his hands and traced a single finger from Schneep’s red ear across his red jawline down to his red neck. “So blushy, doctor.”

“Be quiet.” Schneep mumbled into the hands covering his face. Anti giggled.

“I guess that’ll do for revenge right now. I’ll be back another time, though! When you least expect it!” Anti wiggled his fingers at the doctor and left the room.

Schneep was left panting on the floor with his face on fire and giggles bouncing around in his chest that would not seem to go away.

Schneep, still grinning like a doofus, picked himself off the ground and tried rubbing away the tingles. He couldn’t say he didn’t deserve that, but did he really need to go all out on the teasing?

The doctor sighed and got back to work but couldn’t help but keep looking over his shoulder in fear of seeing Anti back for the next part of his “revenge”.

RESPONZE (haha that 'z' was a typo but since were talking Schneeple here im not gonna fix it): !!!!!! AAAAAAAA????? SCHNEEP???? IS ADORABLE?????? AND OH MY GOD THIS WRITING IS MY FAVOURITE THING?????? I LOVE LEE!SCHNEEP SO MUCH YESSSSSS 👌👌👌👌👌👌

[cloudysfluffs]

Halloween Night With Anti and Chase

Aren’t my titles just sooo creative? 

Hi, it’s Serpent! I wrote a blurb. Anti average on Halloween night. It’s October 1st therefor HALLOWEEN.

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Chase didn’t know why this horror movie was different than others but he did know he was terrified.

He clenched onto Anti’s shirt and buried his face in his chest to avoid looking at the screen, but he could still hear the screams of the characters.

It’s just a movie.

It’s just a movie.

It’s just a movie.

Another scream ripped through the air, demanding Chase’s attention. He regretted looking back at the tv however as at that moment one character was being chopped up with an axe.

Chase couldn’t help the nervous whimper that left his lips as he closed his eyes and turned his head back to his boyfriend.

Anti glanced down at the trembling figure gripping onto him. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that this movie was too intense for Chase. Anti put an arm around him, pulling him closer.

“Don’t worry, Chase. I’m scarier than any bullshit horror movie monster. I’ll protect you.” Anti chuckled. Chase just hugged Anti tighter.

Another shriek emerged from the tv, making Chase flinch violently and squeak into Anti’s chest.

Suddenly the noise stopped. Chase risked opening his eyes to see Anti holding the remote with his finger on the “pause” button and looking at him with a sympathetic smile.

“Alright, so we won’t watch The Shining.”

“S-Sorry.”

“It’s cool, babe. You’re around me all the time so you’ve probably already had your fair share of terrifying.” Anti flashed a playful grin making Chase smile. “But if you’re scared by that silly monster, than the real monster we live with will scare you even more.”

“What? Monster?” Chase’s eyes widened a bit. Ordinarily he wouldn’t believe Anti but he was paranoid from the movie. Not to mention it WAS Halloween.

“Oh yeah. There’s a terrifying monster here with us right now.”

“Anti. This isn’t f-funny.” Chase silently cursed himself for stuttering.

“Oh I’m not joking, I just need to warn you. He’s a vicious creature.” Anti loomed over Chase, grinning madly with his eyes dark. Chase was getting more and more nervous by the minute.

“Y-you won’t let him get me… right? You’ll protect me?”

Anti almost broke character at how adorable that was. He quickly shook it off and slid back into his menacing role.

“I don’t know…” Anti tapped his chin, pretending to think it over. “It’d be pretty fun to see him get you!”

Chase’s lip was quivering. Okay okay too far. Time to wrap it up.

“The name of this terrifying beast…” Anti raised his hands high above his head. “IS THE TICKLE MONSTER!”

“Wha- AHAHANTIHIHI!” Chase squealed and dissolved into hysterical laughter as Anti skittered his fingers across his ribs.

“Do you really think I’d let you be attacked by a REAL monster?” Anti chuckled. “I’m the only monster that can get close to you!” Anti declared dramatically as he kneaded his fingers under Chase’s arms.

“WHYHYHY?!” Chase cackled and bucked his hips, trying desperately to dislodge Anti’s torturous fingers.

“Because I needed to get your mind off of the movie, and you’re adorable when you’re laughing helplessly.” Anti giggled along with the victim. He attacked every spot he could get his hands on, taking note of which spots got laughter and which got giggles.

“NOHOHOT THEHEHERE, PLEHEHEASE!” Chase screeched when Anti’s hands grazed over his hips.

“Ooh new spot! Great for distracting you!” Anti eagerly dug into the man’s hips which elicited a shriek and loud, happy cackling.

“AHAHAHAHA! IHIHIM DIHIHISTRAHAHA- FAHACK!” Chase couldn’t even finish a thought. He was thrashing under the demon’s grip, each touch like a jolt of electricity running through his body.

“Just a bit more, you can handle it right? As a loving boyfriend I have to make sure you’re not scared. And you can’t be scared if you’re too preoccupied laughing! Cootchie cootchie coo!” Anti grinned when Chase blushed bright red.

“PLEHEHEHEASAHAHAHA!” Chase laughed. Tears of mirth threatened to spill with how hard he was laughing.

“Okay okay, I wouldn’t wanna kill ya.” Anti let up and say back on the couch to let his lover catch his breath. After a moment filled only with Chase’s heavy pants and soft giggles, Anti added “I’m sorry I made you watch a movie that scared ya so bad.”

“Ihit’s fihine, dork.” Chase sat up, the last of his giggles beginning to fade. “Can we watch a Disney movie before bed though? I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight otherwise.”

“A Disney movie? On Halloween?”

“Please?” Chase looked at Anti with the best puppy-dog eyes he could muster.

Anti sighed. “Fine.”

“Yes! We’re watching Tangled! My daughter loves that movie and it’s rubbed off on me.” Chase cheered before grabbing the remote and going to Netflix. Anti shook his head with a tired smile and settled next to Chase.

“I’m watching Tangled on Halloween.”

“Yes you are, now shut up and cuddle.” Chase giggled. He snuggled up next to Anti and sighed contently, letting the cheery opening song of Tangled calm him. The two fell asleep halfway in, spooning each other on the couch Halloween night.

Response: The other one wasnt formatted correctly BUT THIS ONE AND AWWWWW!! THR CUTE!!! IM GONNA DIIIE FROM ADORABLE!

[thetickleeraven]

A Case Of The Giggles

Anti Average [Antisepticeye x Chase Brody]

Summary: Chase has a MAJOR case of the giggles. [WARNING: THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

I love feedback! Critique is greatly appreciated! 

Oh Anti could see it. It was too obvious.

Chase was in a lee mood.

How could he tell?

“Something wrong there, Giggles?” Anti asked with a snicker, gazing at his boyfriend from the sofa.

“N-nohohothihihing...” Chase covered his pink face as yet another wave of giggles washed over him. The poor thing was a ball of never ending giggles when he was craving tickles.

It was hilarious.

“Whatcha laughing at?”

“Ihihi dohohon’t knohohow... Ihi’m juhust gihihiggly!”

“No shit, Sherlock.” Anti smirked as Chase clutched his middle as a fit of squeaky laughter overtook him.

Anti rolled his eyes, it wasn’t that funny.

“S-sohohorry!” Chase tittered. He covered his mouth trying to stop his seemingly endless laughter.

“You must be in one Hell of a lee mood.”

Anti cackled as he saw Chase’s face erupt into a deep crimson after that.

“N-noho...”

“Oh come on, Chase. I know you better than that. You can’t stop laughing because you can’t stop thinking of wiggling fingers at all your tickle spots~”

Chase’s giggle fit picked up in pitch and intensity as Anti wiggles his fingers teasingly.

“Nohohot truhuhue!”

“Hm? Then why are you laughing?”

“Ihihi duhuhunno!”

“Then maybe I should give you something to laugh about~” Anti chuckled before launching at Chase, his hands clasping onto Chase’s wrists to hold his arms down, not that he was fighting.

“Ahahahanti! Noho!”

“I haven’t even started yet! I guess you reeeeally just wanna be tickled~ you want tickly fingers to press into your tickle spots and scratch and squeeze. You want me to find all your most ticklish points and exploit them. One. At. A. Time.”

Chase was a mess of flustered laughter by the time Anti stopped talking.

He was way too easy.

“Tickle tickle tickle~” Anti cooed as his fingers wiggles at Chase’s ribs.

“Pfftahahaha! Ahahahanti!”

“Yes, Giggle-monster?” Anti cocked his eyebrow expectantly. He grinned when Chase didn’t answer and instead tried hiding his blushing face in his shoulder.

“Don’t ignore the tickle monster, Chase! You know he feeds on laughter, and you’ve been doing more than enough to lure him out!” Anti giggled as his fingers danced over those ticklish little ribs of his. Chase squealed and bucked, full belly laughter escaping him as a big bright smile formed.

“Ihihihi’m sohohohorry, tihihihickle mohohohonster!” Chase squeaked and giggled frantically, his feet instinctively kicking out behind him. Anti audibly awed at Chase’s adorable little apology to the great tickle monster.

“I forgive you, ticklish one~” Anti leaned down and brushed his chin against Chase’s neck, letting the scratchy stubble draw out bubbly laughter from his lover.

“Yohohour stuhuhubble tihihihickles soho bahahad!”

“That’s the point, ticklee~” Anti giggled before going for the kill, his fingers attacked Chase’s upper ribs and dug between the bones before Anti blew a big slobbery raspberry on Chase’s neck.

“FAHAHACK! ANTINOSTOPGODDAMIT FAHAHAHA!” Chase shrieked in laughter, his eyes squeezed shut as he tossed his head back in unbridled laughter. His belly quaked and his body thrashed solely by instinct at the sheer intensity of those tortuously wonderful sensations.

“Cootchie cootchie coo! Tickle tickle tickle!” Anti laughed into Chase’s neck before nibbling on his ears.

“AHAHAHAHANTIHIHI!” Chase cackled, his body writhing. “STOHOHOHOP!”

Anti sighed but obeyed, his fingers stilled and he lifted his head away from his boyfriend’s ticklish neck to get a look at him.

Chase was panting with squeaks and giggles peppered in between each breath. His face was an adorable shade of red and he wore just the brightest smile. The kind that made Anti’s heart melt. 

Chase’s hair was a disheveled mess and sweat coated his forehead. Poor thing was just too damn ticklish to be tickled like that and not look like he had run a marathon. 

“Ehehehe- Thahahahanks, Ahahanti...” Chase giggled.

“Why are you still laughing? I stopped.”

“Fihihihingers!” 

Anti looked down. His fingers were simply resting on the side of Chase’s ribs.

“Seriously? That tickles?” Anti chuckled as Chase nodded his head eagerly, giggles still pouring from him. Anti sighed and removed his hands, sitting up and smirking down at the giggly boy. 

“Are you still giggling? Got a case of the giggles?”

“Ihihihi guehehehess?” 

“we should take you to Schneep then. He can give you a little exam to make sure you’re not sick. Of course that means he’ll have to poke and prod at you to make sure you’re not hurt... especially at your ribs and tummy! And not to mention-”

“Ahahahanti! Yohohou’re mahahaking ihit wohohorse!” 

“How can one little boy have so many giggles inside him?” Anti snickered before sitting down next to Chase. He pulled his tittering boyfriend to his side and poked his belly over and over. “Just so! Many! Giggles!”

Chase didn’t protest. He simply rolled over and buried his head in Anti’s chest, letting his laughter be muffled by the t-shirt. 

Anti continued poking, prodding, and kneading all his ticklish spots so he’d get to hear all of those giggles he’s keeping inside.

[thetickleeraven]

Anti’s Cheer Up Idea

Septiplier-[Jacksepticeye x Markiplier] About Septiplier, I know it’s not an actual thing. It’s called fanFICTION for a reason. Just enjoy the story and it’s characters! 

Summary: Mark Dark Jack and Anti live together. The two originals come back hurt and it's up to the alternates to cheer em up! [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC

]I love feedback! Critique is greatly appreciated! I AM SHIT AT TITLES

HEYA EVERYBODY! I’M FINALLY OUTTA MY SLUMP AND WROTE A FIC!

“When are they gonna get home, Darky? I’m bored.” Anti complained. Dark rolled his eyes, carding his fingers through his lover’s bright green hair as he laid back in his lap. They sat on the living room sofa, cuddling together while they waited.

“What? Am I not enough for you?” Dark asked sarcastically.

“Nope! Jack’s more fun!” Anti giggled playfully. Dark reached down and tweaked Anti’s side, causing him to squeak and giggle uncontrollably.

“Hey now, I’m your boyfriend! Shouldn’t I be your favorite?” Dark growled.

“Yeah but Jack is me! And he’s got my energy!”

“You got that right.” Dark rolled his eyes. “Well I’ll just hang with Mark, then. He’s muuuuch more mature than you two.”

“Hey!” Anti was about to argue, but a slam of the door interrupted him.

“Hello, Jack. Hello, Mark.” Dark greeted. Anti bounced off the couch and rushed to the couple.

“Hey g- guys? What happened!?” Anti stopped his running when he saw the tear tracks staining Jack’s face and the bruises covering both men’s bodies. Dark got off the couch to investigate.

“Nothing! We’re fine!” Mark snapped. Jack just glanced at the ground, looking as if he were on the verge of tears again.

“You two are not fine. What happened?” Dark demanded. Mark’s features softened a bit, he glanced down at his boyfriend. There was a pause.

“Well?” Anti broke the silence.

“Someone tried to hurt Jack.” Mark spat it out like it was poison on his tongue.

“What?!” Both alternates exclaimed. Jack finally broke into tears, obviously not for the first time that day.

“Why would you try and keep it from us. We swore to protect you two!”

“I- I wanted him to stay quiet…” Jack sobbed. Anti put a hand on his shoulder.

“Why?” Anti asked. Jack bit his lip.

“Cause… I-I know you’ll hurt him… I don’t want you to.”

“That makes no sense, Jack. We want to protect you. Hell knows we’re tougher than you two pansies. We can go track the shithead down and beat the shit out of him for you guys. Simple. Revenge.”

“I don’t want revenge!” Jack cried. Dark looked confusedly at him. He was never good with human emotions like this. Sure he’d felt sad before, but it never really impaired his judgment like it did to these two. Anti could tell Dark was lost. So he chimed in.

“Okay. We won’t hurt the guy. At least let us walk you to places then? No offense but you guys obviously can’t take a fight like we can. At the very least let us walk with you when you go to dangerous places like the fucking storage unit at NIGHT?!”

“Anti.” Mark sighed. “Calm down. We’ll consider it, but for now we need to wash up. Don’t go after the guy, we’ll call the cops and report it like normal people.” The two originals then took their leave and walked upstairs to take a shower. Together most likely. Dark just rolled his eyes and laid back down on the couch, opening his arms for Anti to come cuddle. Anti looked back and sighed unhappily.

“Dark, we need to do something to help them.“

“You heard them. They don’t want our help,”

“No they said they didn’t want us the beat the shit out of the guy who hurt Jack. We could still help them!”

“How? We’re alternates, we beat the shit out of people and kill people. It’s what we do.”

“Not really. Remember? We changed that! We TRIED to kill Mark and Jack but then we ended up being their friends. So I think we’re more than just killers.”

“Okay, whatever. What do you wanna do?” Dark sat up, his arms folded as he looked expectantly at Anti. Anti thought for a moment.

“We can help cheer them up. They didn’t exactly look like their usual cheery selves when they came in.”

“Us, alternates, are supposed to cheer them up?”

“uh-huh!”

“And how exactly are we gonna do that?” Dark asked, obviously unamused. Anti pondered the question for a solid 3 minutes before an evil grin grew on his face.

“I like that look on you, Anti… What’re you thinking?” Dark growled happily.

“Well, the best way for an alternate to cheer someone up!”

“And that would be…?”

“A certain playful form of torture!”

“What kind of torture is playful… you’re not thinking of BDS-“

“Tickling!” Anti cut off Dark’s inappropriate thought very quickly.

“Tickling?!” Dark laughed. “Really, Anti?”

“Yes, really! I think it’ll work! I mean, we’re both ticklish so they should be too!”

“I guess so.” Dark shrugged.

“Alright let’s do it!” Anti cheered. Dark chuckled and shook his head fondly. His boyfriend was such a child sometimes.

—

Mark and Jack sat on the bed together, both wearing sullen expressions. Jack was clung to Mark as if his life depended on it.

“HEY REDHEAD! NEED YOU DOWN HERE!” Dark shouted from downstairs, Mark opened his eyes and looked sadly at the door.

“Don’t leave me? Please?” Jack asked timidly.

“I’ll be right back, babe.” Mark kissed Jack’s forehead and exited the room. Jack sighed and cuddled up in the blankets. He gazed sadly at the door. Suddenly it began to open, but instead of Mark, Anti waltzed in, slamming it closed behind him.

“Heya, Jackaboy? How are ya?” Anti sat on the edge of his bed. Jack stayed silent. “Okay so I need to get this cheer-up session on the road, then?” Anti asked. Jack just looked up at him confusedly. Anti just sighed and got up, walking to the end of the bed where Jack’s feet were poking out. He kneeled next to them and slid a single finger down the sole of one foot. Jack inhaled sharply as realization dawned on him.

Oh no.

Jack yanked his foot back and glared at Anti.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

“Ha! Think you can threaten me? C’mon, Greenie, you need to cheer up!”

“No I don’t!”

“So what? You were just gonna sulk in your room all day cuddling with your big, strong boyfriend?”

“Well-“

“That’s not the Jack I know! Now come on! Dark’s busy with Mark and-“

“Wait what?” Jack asked. Anti smirked and walked to the door, opening it to reveal the sound of Mark’s hysterical laughter. Anti closed it again, plunging the room back into silence. Jack couldn’t help the nervous smile that snuck to his lips. Anti grinned.

“Time to cheer you up!” With that, Anti pounced on his victim, quickly pinning him with his superior strength. Jack’s arms were above his head and Anti was straddling his hips. Jack could feel his nerves feeling extra exposed. He squirmed in his wary state. Anti grinned bigger, revealing his long fangs. He used one hand to keep Jack’s arms pinned while the other’s fingers wriggled in the air teasingly. Jack squirmed more, the cocky look on Anti’s face, his helplessness and the teasy fingers made everything so much more unbearable.

“Ahanti! Don’t you dare!” Jack tried to sound intimidating, but the nervous giggle made it sound more eager and anticipatory.

“Ooh, you want it don’t you? You sound so excited!” Anti chuckled. Jack blushed.

“No!” Anti laughed harder at his little squeak.

“Here comes the tickle monster, Jacky!” With that, Anti dug into Jack’s belly, scratching and wigging his fingers at the shirt-covered skin. Jack yipped and clamped down on his lip, trying desperately not to laugh. He didn’t want to give Anti the satisfaction.

“Oh come on, Greenie, laugh for me! Mark’s already laughing!” Anti got a loud “MMF” in response. He snickered. Time to kick things up a notch. Anti’s hand crept over to Jack’s right side and his fingers began wiggling at the sensitive side. Jack’s eyes shot wide open and he finally bursted out laughing.

“AHAHAHANTI!”

“Yes~?” Anti sang as he began squeezing his side as the other hand let go of Jack’s hands in order to slip under the shirt to play with his belly button.

“STAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! NAHAHAHA!” Jack kicked and thrashed, his arms flailing frantically. However, Anti noticed Jack never tried to push his hands away. In fact, he seemed to be making a conscious effort not to!

“Tickle tickle tickle, Jacky! It’s the tickle monster!” Anti teased, watching happily as Jack’s face grew red.

“SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!”

“Aw~ Did i embarrass little Jackaboy? Sorry, but the tickle monster just loves bright red Irishman like you!”

“FUHUHUCK OHOHOHOFF!” Jack screeched, cackling wildly. His face was a deep crimson and he had the widest smile Anti had ever seen him wear.

“Cootchie cootchie coo~” Anti cooed, making sure to up the baby talk, knowing from personal experience that it made it tickle more.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” The alternate grinned as he used the hand under his shirt to scratch relentlessly at Jack’s right side. Jack bucked and shrieked, his laughter falling silent. Tears of mirth rained from his eyes. Anti finally had mercy upon the poor Irishman and got off of him, allowing him to catch his breath.

“Do you feel cheered up? Or do i have to tickle you all over again?” Anti held up wiggling fingers.

“Nohoho! Nohoho mohohore!”

“Are you cheered up?”

“Yehehes!”

“Alrighty then! My job here is done. I’ll go check on Mark. You stay here and… i dunno, keep giggling?” Anti departed the room, leaving a panting, giggling Jack alone in the bedroom.