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[trashyswitch]

Day 15: "Are You Ticklish?"

Dan, Arin and the other members of Game Grumps are setting up the next 10 minute power hour. But while they're doing that, Arin's silliness gets out of control. This leads to Dan taking a large brunt of it while other staff members watch.

Can you guess which 'The Grumps' episode I directly referenced? Enjoy the read, and good luck guessing!

Dan and Arin were setting up their Grump space for today’s episode of the ten minute power hour. Their staff were moving the items over to the side, so Vanessa could throw them at the table. Arin was setting up the dinosaurs and the scissor-filled cup holder in the middle of the table, while Dan was trying to figure out how to do his hair for this episode.

“Should I put it in a pony? A bun?” Dan asked. 

Arin adjusted the angle of the left dinosaur. “I don’t know. Just throw it up how you want.” Arin told him. 

“Fine…” Dan took the pony off his wrist and flicked it at Arin’s butt. 

“OW!” Arin lifted his back and grabbed his ass. “Dude!” He looked at Dan. “...Again?” He asked. 

This earned a small fit of laughter from the co-host. “Please don’t!” Dan ordered. 

“Here.” Vanessa handed Dan a large hair clip. “Thanks!” Dan took it, and threw his hair into a half-up, half-down haircut. “How does it look?” 

“Looks good.” another staff member said. “Looks like you whipped it up in 5 seconds.” Vanessa spoke up. 

“Come on…” Dan hung his head with a laugh. “I’m getting mixed signals here.” He took it out and tried clipping it in again. “This better?” 

“Turn around?” Vanessa told him.  Dan turned to show her the rest of the hairstyle. 

“Looks fine.” Vanessa replied. 

“Thanks.” Dan replied, adjusting his blue plaid shirt. “Arin?” 

“Huh?” Arin looked up. “How does it look?” Dan asked him. 

Arin looked at the back, and thought for a moment. “I feel like a scrunchie would look better.” Arin told him. 

“Come on…” Toasti said in the audience. 

“Arin…” Dan huffed and looked at the audience. “I have a scrunchie in my bag. Can you get it for me?” Dan asked Tucker. “It doesn’t match at all, but it’ll work.” 

“Sure.” Tucker replied. “Where’s your bag?” 

“It’s outside the room by the couch.” Dan explained. 

“Got it.” Tucker replied. The door could be heard closing as both the hosts sat down in their respective chairs “You ready?” Arin asked. 

“Ready for what?” Dan asked him. 

Arin stared at him for a couple moments, before looking down. “...I don’t fuckin’ know…” He muttered. 

Dan laughed. “ArE yOu ReAdY? For what, Arin? YES!” Dan reenacted, making fun of their 2-second conversation. 

Arin laughed at it, loving the use of the ‘YES’ at the end. “I just wanna make sure you’re on your toes!” Arin told him, sending a couple playful little punches his way. “Ready for anything…” Arin kept going. 

“Anything?” Dan clarified. 

“Anything!” Arin brought his fist up to Dan’s face, and stopped it mere millimeters away from his face. A couple seconds later, Arin popped out his fingers and poked right above his eyes. “Ahaaa, I gotcha~” Arin joked. 

“You need to work on that…” Dan told him. 

Arin just flopped his fist against the table and laughed. “Ihi really don’t.” He told him. 

“Oh really?” Dan smirked. “How are you gonna…‘keep me on my toes’?” Dan asked him. 

Arin smirked. “3 words. That’s all it would take.” He clarified. 

“To get me going?” Dan asked. “Alright. Alright, what are those ‘3 words’?” Dan asked. “Spill the beans.” 

Arin smirked. “Alright.” He sat up a bit more and adjusted himself in his seat. “Are you ticklish?” Arin asked him. 

Dan blinked once…he blinked twice… “Are those the-” Dan’s eyes widened when he saw the little nod from Arin… And in no seconds flat, Dan jumped off the chair. “NO!” He tripped on the chair, but managed to take off running to the other side of the room. 

Arin, and the audience all bursted out laughing at the reaction. “OHO MY GOD!” Arin shouted, slamming his hand on the desk. 

“That was…The biggest lie, followed up by the deadest giveaway.” Vanessa told him. 

“Come on, Dan…” Arin reacted, getting off the chair. 

“NO, don’t get any closer!” Dan warned. 

“Why? Are you actually ticklish?!” Arin asked. Dan stared at him with slight fear in his eyes. “.....Uuuhhhh…” 

Arin walked a couple steps closer. 

“Arin…” Dan warned. 

“It’s not that bad.” Arin reassured him. 

“There’s an audience!” Dan yelled, gesturing to the 6 people in the room. 

Arin turned towards the audience. “Tell me, beloved audience: would you be bothered if I just-so-happen to tickle Dan right before the power hour?” Arin asked them. 

“DO IT!” Vanessa yelled. 

“Vanessa!” Dan yelled. 

“Come on! We’ve been friends for how long again?” Arin asked. 

“11 years!” Toasti spoke up. “Yeah, 11 years! And I rarely EVER tickle you!” Arin told him. 

Dan bit his lip as he heard the audience cheer “Do it! Do it! Do it!” over and over again. “I feel so betrayed right now.” 

Arin smirked and looked at Dan. “The lovelies want it!” Arin let him know. And this was the only warning he gave, before sprinting up to Dan. 

“ARIN!” Dan kept on shouting his name as Arin pulled him back into the show light. And of course, those shouts and protests were quickly drowned out by Dan’s own yelps and laughter. “FAHACK! HAHAHAHA- FUCK YOHOHOU!” Dan cackled, falling to the ground in under 5 seconds. 

“Down he goes!” Arin declared, kneeling down and continuing the onslaught. 

“NonoNO ARIHIHIHIN!” Dan weakly grabbed Arin’s hands as he threw his head back with wheezy laughter. 

“Jesus, dude! I keep going for different spots, and they’re ALL TICKLISH!” Arin reacted.

“SHUHUT UHUHUP!” Dan shouted. 

Arin dug his fingers into his sides. “His sides are bad…” He went for his ribs. “His ribs too…” He dug his fingers into his armpits next. “His armpits are somehow worse…” Arin told him. 

“Ihihif yohohou ehend up with a bruhuise, Ihihi am NOT- HAHAHA- REHESPONSIBLE!” Dan yelled at him. 

“Try his feet!” Vanessa spoke up. 

“NO!” Dan shouted. 

“Aw, great idea!” It didn’t take long for Arin to grab both his ankles in a chokehold. With his feet stuck, Arin looked at Dan with a smirk. “Any last words~?” 

Dan looked at the audience for a couple seconds, before looking at Arin with a tense smile. “Go fuck yourself.” 

“Oh, don’t you worry.” Arin started tickling the arches of his feet, earning him a big fit of cackles. “I’ll save that for a little later.” 

“BaHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Dan tugged on his feet, hugging himself as the laughter just kept exploding out of his mouth. “AHAHARIHIHIN! HAHAHAHA- NOHOHO MOHOHORE!” Dan shouted. 

“Holy shit- I think this is the worst so far!” Arin reacted, earning some laughs from the audience.

“FUCK YOHOHOHOU!” Dan shouted. 

“Okay, fun time’s over.” Arin stopped his fingers and gently put his feet onto the ground. Dan’s huffing and heavy breathing filled the room for a few moments while Arin took the scrunchy from Tucker. “Here’s your scrunchie.” Arin told him. 

Dan took it and flopped his hand onto the ground again, letting his breathing slow down first. “Okay…thank you…” He mumbled. 

“Are you okay?” Tucker asked.  Dan nodded his head and sat himself up. Once he was on his feet, Dan whipped his hair into a half-up, half-down hairstyle like discussed earlier. “This look good?” 

Arin looked at it. “Looks good.” He replied. 

“Great.” Dan sat down on the chair as the lights dimmed. “I’m just glad I peed before I got in here…because I would’ve needed a diaper change after that…” Dan said. 

“You don’t need to go again?” Arin asked, moving his hair out of his face. 

“Nope.” Dan replied. 

“Wait, again?” Someone said. “How many times a day do you think you pee?” Toasti asked.

“I don’t poop enough.” Vanessa replied. 

“I love poop. I love 💩. I 💩 like 3 or 4 times a day.” Arin said. 

“How many times do you poop, Dan?” Vanessa asked. 

“The pee for me is like 11.” Tucker spoke up. 

“If the pee breaks up long enough, and then you’re like ‘Oh?’ and then there’s like a second wind, does that count as two pees?” Dan asked. He looked around. “Did we start the episo-” 

“No, no, no, no, no- it’s-” Arin spoke up. “It’s- that’s one pee.” 

The light turned on, signaling the beginning of the episode. “Hello!” Dan spoke up right away. “And welcome to the 10 Minute Power Hour!" “Yay-” Arin spoke up. 

“This is- My name is Dan, and you are Arin.” Dan said, still looking at the camera. “Hello.” Dan said to Arin, despite STILL staring at the camera. 

“Okay.” Arin responded, loving the scripted, yet completely improv intro unfold. In the words of Dan: The show definitely started…

[superninjagogirl]

### Tickle Time for Riyu

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One sunny afternoon in Ninjago, Arin and Sora were playing in the garden with their beloved baby dragon, Riyu. The playful little dragon was basking in the warm sunlight, happily rolling around and enjoying the day.

“Look at him! Isn’t he the cutest?” Sora said with a smile, watching Riyu's tiny wings flutter as he rolled.

“He sure is! I think it’s time we give him some tickles!” Arin suggested, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

“Great idea! He deserves all the tickles!” Sora agreed, and they both quietly approached their giggling dragon.

Riyu, feeling their presence, lifted his head and let out a playful roar. “Roooar!” he exclaimed, ready for more fun.

Arin and Sora pounced! They gently grabbed him, and as they began to tickle his tummy, Riyu squealed in delight. “Roooar! Roooar!” he growled, squirming and wriggling in their grasp.

Sora giggled, “Look at him! He loves it!” As they continued to tickle him, Riyu’s laughter echoed around the garden, pure joy spilling from the little dragon.

“Let’s tickle his paws!” Arin suggested. They moved to his tiny feet, carefully scratching between his toes. Riyu let out a series of delighted roars, his little wings flapping in excitement.

“Roooar! Roooar!” he giggled, squirming even more as they found his ticklish spots.

“Now for the back!” Sora said, moving to Riyu’s back and gently scratching the scales down his spine. The baby dragon couldn’t handle it; he rolled over and let out a loud, happy roar. “Roooar!”

Arin and Sora laughed and cheered him on. “You’re the tickle champion, Riyu!” they exclaimed, enjoying every moment of their playful time together.

After a while, they stopped, letting Riyu catch his breath. The little dragon lay on his back, panting and happy, his eyes sparkling with joy.

Suddenly, Riyu had an idea of his own! With a cheeky glimmer in his eyes, he leaned forward and gave both of them a quick lick on their cheeks!

“Hey! No fair!” Sora laughed, wiping her face. Arin chuckled, “Looks like he’s tickling us back!”

Riyu bounced with delight, letting out a final triumphant roar. “Roooar!” he proclaimed, proud of his playful revenge.

Riyu loves having fun with his 2 best friends and his 2 best friends loves to have fun with their best dragon friend

[wholesomefandomstuff]

Here's a prompt. Its cute, I swear. How about, what if Dan decided that he was gonna get Arin back for all the times he tickled him? So when he attacks Arin, he realizes Arin isn't ticklish, and Arin takes his revenge with no mercy of any sort? ( I know Arin probably is, but lets say hypothetically he's not, you know? )

!! I love this and I hate this but I mostly love it so you've surpassed me.

Around a month ago, Arin had found out that Dan was ticklish, and ever since then, he was doing his damnedest to exploit it. The first couple of times, Dan knew when to expect it, because Arin was pretty obvious with it.

But starting a week ago, Arin was using surprise attacks against him. Dan never knew when to expect it because Arin was so random with it. It could be the second he comes out of his bedroom door, or as he’s walking into the kitchen, or even during a grumps session.

It wasn’t necessarily getting out of hand, but that didn’t mean that Dan didn’t want revenge.

Dan was panting lightly on the floor, with Arin straddling his hips, his hands resting on his thighs. “Well that was fun, wasn’t it?”

Dan couldn’t stop smiling. Yes, but damn, did that tire him down. His bones felt weak and so did his voice- Arin had gotten him good. “You.. You know, one day… One day I’m gonna get you back…” Dan said.

Arin merely shrugged at this, smiling as well. “I don’t really see that ever happening.” He stood from his spot (quite comfy for such a boney man) and grabbed Dan’s wrist, pulling him up to stand with him.

“I’m gonna go make dinner while you sit here and fuss.” Arin told him, still smiley as ever. Dan let himself fall on the couch, slumping from the weakness the attack brought.

“Fine, fine.” Dan slurred. Arin leaned down and gave him a kiss on the head before leaving him on the couch to do exactly what Arin had said he’d do.

Once Arin left the room, Dan sighed, defeated by his boyfriend. Today was the day he’d planned to get back at him. But when?

After some thinking, Dan had come to the conclusion that if Arin liked to play dirty, then so did he. Arin likes surprise attacks, eh? Well…

Then so does Dan.

After dinner, Arin was planning them to do one last grumps session and call it a night. But Dan had different plans.

“Hey Arin? Could you do me a favor?”

“What?” Arin responded without looking up from the game box. “Could you turn the tv on manually? As in like, push the button on the tv?”

Arin looked up questioningly. “What? Why?” He smirked. “I may have… Lost… The remote.” Dan lied, acting embarrassed and slightly ashamed. He was very good at this. Thankfully, he didn’t have to do it often.

“But you’re like… Right there, in front of it.” Arin whined mockingly. “But I’m laaazyyyyy.” Dan whined back. “Plus you’re already standing up!”

Arin sighed playfully. “Fine.” The second Arin had his back turned to the tv, searching with his fingers to find the bump of a button, Dan stood up quickly and quietly, sneaking up behind him and grabbing him from behind, making Arin gasp in shock. He trapped him in a bear hug, and squeezed his sides relentlessly.

But surprisingly, after a couple seconds of tickling, he got no reaction other than Arin jumping when he felt Dan grab him from behind. So his hands traveled upward, to his ribs. No reaction there. Underarms?

…Not even a flinch!

Reluctantly, Dan dropped his arms and let his boyfriend go. “Arin… Are you not-” Arin turned. “Ticklish? Nope. Not even a little.” Dan gawked.

“How… How could you not be ticklish?!” Arin stiffened, blinking dumbly at the sudden rage. “You’re the most funny, laughy, silly guy I’ve met! And you’re not even the slightest bit ticklish? Anywhere?!”

Arin frowned at seeing his friend upset, especially since it was so rare. “I’m sorry, Dan. I can’t help it. It’s just… How I am.”

Dan leaned on Arin’s chest, groaning in defeat once again. Arin held him closer, stroked his hair and embraced the warmth he brought. Still, Arin found this whole thing pretty funny.

“Why are you so upset?” He asked, laughing. Dan looked up at him with a grumpy look on his face. “I just wanted some damn revenge!”

Arin stared blankly before giving him a surprised look. “Wait a minute, ‘revenge’?”

Dan gulped- he had made a mistake. He never should’ve… Oh jeez.

Dan let go of Arin’s arms from the hug he’d been given, scared to be in the arms of this man. “I just thought that it would be fun. Y-you know, like how you say it’s fun when you tickle me… Right?”

Arin shook his head, chuckling like he knew some joke Dan didn’t. “Oh yeah, you’re right. I get how it is to want revenge, I toootally get it.” Arin grasped Dan’s wrists and pulled them to his own sides, forcing Dan to hug him.

Arin wrapped his arms around Dan as well. “Now, let’s just forget about this, okay?” Arin dropped his head on Dan’s shoulder, implying that he do the same. Luckily, Dan got the memo and rested his head on Arin’s shoulder, even though he didn’t feel like fully trusting this man.

That’s when Arin struck, using his right hand to squeeze Dan’s side repeatedly while the left was busy scribbling away at his other side.

Immediately, Dan started squirming in Arin’s hold, but he couldn’t seem to wriggle away from him. Every time he tried to veer back, one of Arin’s hands kept him stuck to his chest. “Ahahaha- sh-shihihit, Arihihin! Lehet mehehehe gohohoho!” His laughter switched from giggling to cackling when an unfair hand snuck up Dan’s ribs to his underarm.

“Why should I? You obviously don’t care about my feelings in all this!” Arin stopped his fingers, knowing Dan might not be able to talk while laughing like that.

Dan took the chance to regain his breath and composure, shaking slightly from the leftover giggles. “But… Arin, ihit’s not fair! You tickle me all the time, just like right now!”

“Life’s not fair, sweetheart.” Arin winked at him before pushing him closer to his chest and squeezing his sides again. Dan couldn’t help but blush of course. He jerked violently, doing his best to break free of Arin’s grip, but he had no such luck, and finally stopped writhing.

Arin smiled wider when he felt Dan’s squirming replaced with a firm grip on his shoulder, like he was trying to focus on staying still in the hug he was trapped in. He felt the grip loosen in weakness every couple of seconds. “Oh my god, you’re so cute!” Arin gushed.

Though muffled in Arin’s other shoulder, he could still make up Dan’s denying words. “Shuhuhut uhuhup, dihihick!”

“Oh, I’m the dick? Who just tried to tickle poor, innocent me for no reason?”

Dan blush went brighter as he heard Arin’s toying voice. He could be so childish sometimes. “Stohop mahaking me lohohook bahahad!” Dan exclaimed through his laughter.

“Nah, you deserve this!” Arin assured him. He let go of Dan momentarily (who probably could barely tell through all his laughter) and forced him to the floor. Dan started to pull away, but with strength, Arin sat him down in front of him, strangled his waist with his legs, and shoved both hands under Dan’s arms.

Dan quickly fell to pieces, trying his best to dislodge Arin’s arms from his worst spot, but found he couldn’t in the spot he was in. After a few moments of desperate struggling, Dan curled in on himself in helplessness, knowing there was nothing else he could do but beg.

“ARIHIHIN, PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Please more? Odd request, but okay!” Dan was shaking like mad, maybe from the laughing, maybe from the unintentional squirming, he didn’t really know.

“Remember this, Dan. Karma gets you good.” But Dan could barely hear Arin’s wise words, nor did he really care for them. After a repeated cycle of Dan almost jerking away from Arin’s unrelenting hands and failing, Dan’s laughter went silent, and all that was left was a very unstable Dan, curling in on himself as best he could.

Arin knew he’d had enough, so instead of continuing (even though he still wanted to), he took back his hands, and let them soothe Dan’s back, gently and softly, and let Dan free by pulling his legs off of him.

It took Dan a minute to realized the tickling had stopped, the tingly feeling was very powerful. But once he registered the feeling of Arin stroking him like that, he knew he was done.

Dan didn’t even try to speak, he knew all that would come out would be unclear. So instead, he turned around and punched him in the shoulder. Hard.

He’ll never try it again.

[wholesomefandomstuff]

Your bio says you're still doing prompts, so I have a prompt if that's okay? Dan is touched starved, and he's been bugging Arin a lot to get him to tickle him. Please and thank you!

There are mentions of smut in this one! It’s pretty light though, not too bad.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK! FUCK THIS GOD DAMN BULLSHIT!” Dan bursted out laughing at this. Arin had screamed this about the three times now. He was starting to actually get mad with this game, or rather, with Dan. Just because he has an option to take his stars doesn’t mean he should!

This was only the first episode of Kirby’s Dream Course they had recorded today so far, but already, Arin wanted to call it quits, even if they were putting out some quality humor. Finally, they ended the level with Dan winning with four stars, (three of which were Arin’s!) and Arin losing with just one.

He knew that it was just a game, and if he got mad at it visibly/audibly, then over three million would know that he’s a bit too childish at the heart.

Including Dan. No, especially Dan.

But Dan’s always doing this sort of thing! Arin knows he means well, that he’s only joking, but damn it, couldn’t he at least let him win one game?

Dan flashed a toothy grin at Arin from his right. He was sitting criss-crossed on the couch with the controller in hand, sitting a little closer to Arin then normal.

You know, come to think of it, Dan was being a lot more physical lately. I mean, think about it- the extra hugging, back rubbing, hand holding… That’s when it hit him. It smacked Arin right in the face.

Dan was just touch starved.

But oh no no no, he had no right to do this. He was being a little shit on purpose, too. He had upped the ante just to get on Arin’s bad side until he’d finally attack. Well, just you wait, kiddo, he thought. You’ll get your just desserts.

The moment Dan shut off the tv, Arin pounced, forcing them both to the ground, and also forcing Dan to shriek in surprise. “Arin- what-”

“You think I haven’t noticed what you’ve been doing?” Dan suddenly felt a lot smaller under his boyfriend. Arin’s hands were pinning himself above Dan on the floor, on either side of the not-so-grump’s head. It almost made him feel trapped, like only Arin was in control now.

He kind of liked it. Still, he had to play it cool. “I-I’m sorry?”

Arin huffed. “You know what I’m talking about. You’re egging me on, just so you could trick me into tickling you!”

Dan felt himself blushing quickly. “No I’m not! Why would I?” Arin smirked and chuckled as if he was laughing at him. “You’re touch starved. And it’s my job to feed you. So… What are you craving?”

If Dan was blushing before, then that was nothing compared to the shade he was turning now. “I- I really don’t know what you mean..” Dan tried to play it cool, but he knew it probably wouldn’t work anyways.

“You mean you really don’t want me to do… This?” Arin slowed scratched Dan’s left side with his index finger, hoping to tease him over the edge.

Dan bit his lip from letting out a giggle. He didn’t want to give Arin the satisfaction. Either way, he figured he was going to get wrecked one way or another. Why not make a game of it? Why not try to win?

But the outlooks didn’t look so good for Dan when he felt Arin’s one finger turn into a hand tickling up his side, now going all the way to his ribs and back down. He squeaked when a sneaky finger went off course and found a particularly sensitive spot in between his ribs.

Arin gushed. “Did you just squeak? Do it again!” Dan shook his head. “I wihihill nohohot- shihihihit!” Dan knew he was fucked now- once he starts laughing, he can’t stop.

“There we go, there’s that laughter I missed.” Dan snorted and turned red yet again, hiding his face in his shoulder, losing the last bit of pride he had left.

“You make such funny noises when I tickle you. Very amusing.” Arin smiled. “Maybe I should keep tickling you here, since you obviously like it so much.” Dan’s laughter went up an octave when Arin’s other hand went under his arm.

“IHIHI DO NAHAHAT!”

“Oh, but I think you do! This whole time, you haven’t even tried to push me away!” Even though that might’ve been true, Dan had started squirming from his worst spot already being tormented. Still, he couldn’t deny he was having fun. But it was driving him nuts.

“ARIHIHIN, PLEHEHEASE!” Dan begged. Arin sighed dramatically, knowing he’d have to take it down a notch. “Alright, alright.” He stilled his hands, but kept them where they were, making sure Dan wouldn’t try any funny business.

Arin gave him a moment to calm himself- he was still giggling like mad. “Arihihin, come ohohon man-”

“Don’t you ‘come on man’ me. We’ve just started. We haven’t even been to the part where I realize how turned on you get, and I say, ‘Let’s take this in another room.’” Dan gawked. “What?!”

“You know what.” Arin took a glance down at Danny’s crotch. “Just as I suspected.” Dan was so surprised that he was confused how he hadn’t already started hyperventilating.

“A-Arin, I- I’m-” Arin put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s okay, dude. I think it’s fun tickling you. And it always has a happy ending… For the both of us.” Arin wore a sly, teasing grin.

“I- um..” Arin giggled at how cute his boyfriend was. “Come on, let’s take this to another room.”

[wholesomefandomstuff]

(your bio says that you're taking prompts so...?) Imagine Dan getting nightmares after playing a scary game and he can't fall asleep so Arin tickles him to tire him out

If my bio says so, then it’s true! (Don’t take everything too seriously on there though 😂)

_____Arin was woken up by Dan’s constant moving. It was 2:37 in the morning. He knew something was wrong.

“Dan?” His voice was slightly muffled by his pillow, but he knew Dan could hear him. “Arin- oh shit, did I wake you? I- s-sorry..” Though he hadn’t been sleeping, Dan’s voice was still gruff. Arin smiled lightly at this. It was only in Dan’s nature to care about Arin first, rather than himself obviously not being able to sleep.

“What’s wrong, Danny?” Arin curled his arms around Dan’s shoulders, leaning into his soft, frizzy hair.

“…I keep having nightmares about that stupid game- but you don’t have to worry about me, just go back to sleep.”

“Dan.. I want to help..” Arin mumbled. “It’s two in the morning and you’re awake, that’s bullshit. I just… What do you want me to do?”

Dan was hesitant with his answer, but…

“Just… Cuddling like this is nice.”

“Okay.” So Arin curled tighter into Dan, making sure he was completely covered by the blankets, and nuzzled into his shoulder again.

Dan was right. This was nice. Arin found himself squeezing Dan’s stomach with affection. Dan let out a giggle. “Arihin. Please,” He whined half-heartedly.

Arin smiled again. “Sorry, I’ll let you sleep.” But after five minutes, Arin could tell he wasn’t asleep by then. So he waited another five minutes. And then another.

After twenty minutes of cuddling, Dan still wasn’t asleep, and it was almost three in the morning… Well, Arin wasn’t sleeping either, but that was besides the point. Arin was the type of person to stay stable after only two hours of sleep. He didn’t care how tired he was. He wanted to be there for Dan.

Arin huffed in annoyance. Now what to do?

“You’re still awake?” Came Dan’s gruff voice again. “I told you you should’ve went back to sleep before it was too late..”

“Dan…” Arin hugged him even tighter, with extra affection, and in the process, tickled Dan on accident again. He felt him stiffen slightly, but only for a second. “Arihihin!”

And then an idea popped into Arin’s mind. He just had to tire him out to get him to sleep, that was it! This was going to be a piece of cake.

“Dan, I know how to get you to fall asleep!” Came Arin’s voice in the dark. “Oho, really?” Asked Dan, his voice still shaky from the sudden feeling.

With an even wider grin, Arin moved himself on top of Dan’s thighs. His legs were still stuck under the covers, so it would be a hard escape. Perfect! This shouldn’t take too long.

“Arin, what-”

“Ah ah- say no more. You’re in good hands.” Dan giggled. “But-”

“What did I just say?” With purpose, Arin brought his hands down to Dan’s sides, and kneaded quickly and gently. Dan yelped and started laughing immediately.

“Ahahaha, shihihihit! Arihihin, cohohome ohohon!” Dan tried bucking, but Arin was stuck on top of him. The blanket wasn't helping either. Dan reached out to try and block Arin’s hands, but Arin simply caught them and held them above his head.

Dan tugged, but Arin (though weak from sleep) was strong. Using his free hand, he scribbled his fingers up Dan’s stomach, laughing himself when Dan snorts. “Arin plehehehehease!”

“Please what? Please tickle you more?” Dan started squirming now- this felt very unfair. “Get ohohoff ohof me, god dahahamn ihihit!” Arin paused his fingers. “No, I’m tiring you out! You’ll pass out in no time if I keep going.” He snuck his hand up Dan’s arm as he said this. “YOHOHOU DOHOHON’T KNOHOW THAHAHAT!” Dan jerked to his right, trying to get away from Arin’s evil hands, but only for the hands to follow.

This was driving him crazy, it was so much- especially because his nerves were extra sensitive, since he was weak from the insomnia. Plus, Arin had his arms raised, and his legs trapped beneath him and the blanket. He wasnt going anywhere until Arin decided he was done with him. Thankfully he decided his ribs were a better place to torment than his underarms.

Though, Dan wasn’t really complaining. Sure, it tickled like hell, but that didn’t mean Dan wasn’t partially enjoying it. He knew he would be tired after this too… Thank God he had Arin.

“Why are you blushing?” Arin surprised Dan with this question. “Ihihi- I’m nahahahat!” Dan didn’t even notice how hot his face had gotten.

“Aw, you like this don’t you?” Arin slowed his fingers down to a trace, trailing his fingers back up to Dan’s underarms again. It left him a giggling mess at how soft Arin’s touch was, and how sensitive his own skin was.

“Pleeease, plehease please plehehehease…” Dan whined. His arms were shaking, still above his head. His eyes closed and his toes curled in anxiousness. “You haven’t answered my question, Danny.”

“I lihihike it okahay, I lihike ihihit! Plehease stohohop! I’ll gohoho to sleheep!” Dan’s voice had gotten more needy when Arin put in more pressure to his touch. But as Dan said this, Arin let his hands go, and sat down next to him, watching his face pale from color. He rubbed his back soothingly as he shook from the leftover giggles still coming.

“I’m sorry I was mean. But at least you’re tired now… Right?” Arin asked. “Yehes, I’m tired now.. no more…” Arin knew he didn’t really dislike it (he did now anyways!) but he wanted to let him sleep.

So he covered Dan and himself under the blankets, gave him a goodnight kiss on the cheek, curled into Dan’s shoulder one last time, and waited for him to fall asleep again.

He was a little too happy when Dan’s eyes stayed closed and his breathing evened out. He loved this man.

[wholesomefandomstuff]

K BUT MAY I SUGGEST ARIN HAVING A TICKLE FIGHT WITH DAN ON A COUCH AND ROSS WALKS IN AND THINKS THEY'RE FUCKING

Hella hilarious to imagine.

All Ross wanted to do was play a damn game.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, with the sun faded behind clouds, and the temperature rising by the minute. The grumps agreed it would be an indoor weekend, since the weather was so hot.

And now, with nothing to do, Ross sat on his bed, waiting for something to happen. He didn’t know what, but surely, if he stayed there long enough, something would happen. Maybe a bird would hit the window, or maybe he’d get a text. But nope. Nothing. This only made him feel even more bored.

Oh, wait! He had just recently got a new game to play! He wanted to wait a while, so he had time to record it fir a Grump session, and now was the time!

Ross sped through the halls in excitement, ready to play his new game, happy to finally have something to do, when he heard someone moaning.

Ross was so surprised that he jerked to a stop and retraced his steps to a couch in their living room. And he found himself almost screaming in shock when he saw that it was Arin on top of Dan.

He was watching his closest friends fuck. Holy balls, he couldn’t make up his mind- was it shocking? Hilarious? Gross? He decided on all three.

Cringing, he approached the couch cautiously. And instead of using his indoor voice like he planned, the girl inside of him made him squeal out Arin’s name.

Arin turned around, who was still on top of Dan’s thighs, and smiled. “Morning, Ross!” Ross gaped at the sight before him. He realized he had been wrong the whole time. It wasn’t moaning he had heard. It was laughter. Arin was just tickling Dan. Holy shit…

“A-Arin, you- I-…” Ross couldn’t find words. He felt so dumb, but so relieved. “What? You want to join in?” Arin asked teasingly. Ross blushed violently and looked down at Dan, who was heaving his chest up and down, his hair messier than usual, his face forming a tired smile.

“I- er, no, I thought you- you guys were- um.” Ross shook his head. He was wrong, thank God, but even so, he started forming images in his head. “Nevermind.” Ross didn’t know what to do now. He forgot what he was even doing in the first place. So he left the scene to his quiet, empty room, where there was no sex, and where there was peace.

Meanwhile, Dan was doing his best to escape from underneath his best friend. “Arin, can you let me up now?!” Arin smirked. “But we just got started!” Fingers quickly found their way to Dan’s sides, only making Dan squirm more. “W-waihihihit, Arihihihin!”

“I thought it was funny how Ross caught me on top of you. Wasn’t that funny?” Arin pretended not to notice that Dan was going insane. “Nohohoho, it wahahas embarrassihihing! It’s ahahall you’re fahahault!” Arin mock frowned. “My fault?! You’re the one who’s laughing so loudly!” Arin gave Dan a sudden pinch to his hip, making him squeal and try to curl in on himself.

“See? You’re so loud, you’re gonna catch people’s attention!” Dan gave out his last bit of strength to yank his wrists out from Arin’s right hand to block the tickling one.

Arin let him do so with a smile. “See? Now you really are not-so-grump!” Dan huffed, but the mood was taken away by the smile still on his face. “I was only grumpy because you woke me up early!”

“Oh, so you need more cheer up tickles?”

“NO!”

Meanwhile, Ross was sitting on his bed again, not bored this time, but scared of what he might see outside his bedroom door. He heard more yelling, followed by laughter.

He absentmindedly curled up under the covers even tighter. He would rather die of boredom in this room then have to see what’s going on in there… And possibly have to join in…

With a grumpy frown, Ross muttered to himself, “Nobody tickles Ross.”

[switchy-lee-tan]

A Giggly Mood

Fandom: Game Grumps

Characters: Dan Avidan, Arin Hanson

Summary: Dan's got the giggles during a Game Grumps episode, so Arin gives him something to laugh about.

Arin loved it when Dan laughed. It was often high-pitched, wild, and uncontrollable, and he would usually collapse onto Arin's shoulder when he was laughing too hard to keep himself upright.

It was obvious that Dan was on the brink of losing his shit in today's episode. Every time Arin cracked even a minor joke Dan would grin, a slight giggle on his lips, and when Arin said something really funny, Dan would bury his face in Arin's shoulder, and even sometimes near his chest, loud, careless laughter and snorting shaking his thin body.

"You're in a giggly mood today," Arin commented the third time it happened.

Dan wiped the tears from his eyes. "Yeah, I don't know what's going on."

"You just got the giggles?" Arin said in a childish voice.

"Shihihit!" Dan broke into laughter again, throwing his hands over his head, his brown curls cascading across his face.

"Holy shit," Arin chuckled. "I wish you guys could see Dan right now, he's having a fucking breakdown."

Dan's laughter went silent, and he sunk into Arin's chest, gasping for breath.

"I'm going- to- fucking- die."

"Alright, alright, Dan, calm down," Arin said, grinning as he ran a hand through Dan's curls. Dan regained his breath and pulled away.

"Okay. Okay. I'm good."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

Arin picked up his controller and went back to his game.

"This is bullshit," Arin dropped the controller after dying in mere seconds. It wasn't that funny, more amusing than anything, but Dan found himself throwing his head back on the couch as another fit of laughter escaped him.

Arin cracked a grin.

"You think that's funny?"

"Nohohoho! No!" Dan shook his head. "It's nohot funny."

"Then why are you laughing?" Arin had begun to laugh a bit himself, amused by Dan's flailing and giggling as the man tried to compose himself.

"I dohohon't know!"

"I'll give you something to laugh about," Arin said. He pounced on Dan, pinning him down on the couch. Dan looked up at him, a nervous smile on his lips.

"Arin...?"

Dan trailed off as he felt Arin's big hands go for his sides, and he suddenly burst into giggles before he realized that his best friend was tickling him.

"Fuhuhuhuck!" Dan squirmed in an uncoordinated attempt to get away.

Arin just grinned smugly and continued his attack.

"WAHAHAHAIT! WAHAHAIT! STOHOHOHOP!"

"Stop what?"

"WAHAHAIT! AHAHARIN!"

"I can't understand you." Arin traced his blunt fingernails up Dan's ribs, and Dan started snorting through his laughter.

"WAHAHAIT! WAHAIT! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!"

Arin raised his hands, grinning as Dan sat back up and caught his breath.

"God, I hate you," Dan said, a lingering smile on his face.

"Love you too, Danny," Arin smiled. "Now let's get back to the game, okay, Giggles?"

Dan elbowed Arin in the side for that nickname, but nodded cheerfully.

Needless to say, the fans were surprised when they watched today's video.

[thetickleeraven]

Random Egobang Drabble

Egobang-[Egoraptor AKA Arin x Danny sexbang AKA Dan] About Egobang, I know it’s not an actual thing. It’s called fanFICTION for a reason. Just enjoy the story and it’s characters!

Summary: Dan laughs at Arin’s rage during Mario Maker. Arin is not happy and needs revenge.  [WARNING THIS IS A TICKLE FIC]

I love feedback! Critique is greatly appreciated! I’VE BEEN IN SUCH A WRITING SLUMP IM SORRY! I just pumped out a 450 word fic cause i needed to write SOMETHING to get me outta this writers block! sorry its not up to par with my usual work. but i needed to write. i thought it better to publish it than keep it hidden. so here you go! A pile of shit!

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK YOUR GOD DAMN BULLSHIT, ROSS!” Arin screamed at the screen as Dan laughed in the background. Arin was seething with rage. Ross’ sequel to Companion Spring was really getting to him. He had been dying over and over again to the same boss and he could never seem to get past it. Even after the 30 attempts he had already made. He didn’t even care about making an entertaining commentary anymore. he just wanted to beat Ross’ mario maker level.

“Myhyhyhy gohohod, Ahaharihihin.”

“YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!”

“Yeheheah kihihinda!”

“I’LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO LAUGH AT OYU PIECE OF SHIT!” Arin threw the controller to the ground and pounced on Dan. His fingers quickly latched to his side and began wiggling. Dan snorted and busted out giggling. He had already been laughing so there was no hope for him to hold back.  

“ARIN! Nohohoho!”

“ARIN YES! THS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR LAUGHING AT ME!” Arin shouted at Dan as his fingers scribbled up and down Dan’s sides and tummy. Dan was pounding on the ground within seconds of Arin slipping a hand under his shirt, dipping a finger in his navel, and swirling it around. That had always been a weak spot. And nobody knew that better than Arin.

“IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHORRY!”

“IT’S TOO LATE FOR THAT!” Arin declared, shooting his hands up to Dan’s underarms and scratching ruthlessly at the skin. Dammit. Another weak spot. Dan practically hit the roof in desperate laughter. He kicked and writhed under Arin. As soon as he remembered they were being recorded color flooded Dan’s face and he shrieked in laughter.

“AHAHAHARIN! STAHAHAP WEHEHEHEHE’RE BEHEHEING REHEHEHECORDED!”

“Oh yeah.” Arin halted his fingers, allowing Dan to suck in gulps of air. Dan felt Arin roll off of him and he quickly got up, not wanting to be there in case Arin changed his mind.

“Sorry, dude. Forgot. You were just being an asshole.”

“Well sorry your rage is goddamn funny!”

“You wanna go for round two?!”

“Oh God no! Not on camera!”

“Oh but off camera~?”

“Next time on game grumps!” Dan shouted, cutting off Arin. Arin fell into a fit of laughter, which was contagious enough to drag Dan in as well. The two were left laughing for a solid minute before Dan finally composed himself.

“Barry if you put this in the episode i swear!” Dan threatened the microphone.

“Oh god. Barry you better edit this out!” Arin agreed.

The uncut episode was uploaded a few days later.