#ler!edd

[skittering-fingers]

lil continuation to THIS post..

”Huh.. I didn’t think he would be this ticklish.”

”TOO ticklish, might I add!”

”OKAY OKAHAY I GET IT NAHAHOW-! GUHUYS CUT IT OHOUT!”

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Harpoon And Tickle It

Lee: Tom

Lers: Edd, Matt

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Tom was currently working on his harpoon gun, trying to figure out what the hell jammed it.

When suddenly, it shot out and wrapped itself around him, tying him up. He squirmed and struggled but it didn’t do a thing.

“MATT!!! EDD!!!” He shouted to his friends downstairs and the other men came running up to see their blue hoodie friend tied up.

“What happened, Tom?” Edd asked, staring at him as Matt walked in. They look at each other.

“Well, I was trying to see what jammed my harpoon gun when it suddenly shot out and wrapped around me so now I’m stuck!” Tom complained, struggling yet again.

“Stop moving, darling!” Matt said while trying to untie his boyfriend, alongside Edd’s help.

“Nohoho!! Wait!! That tihihickles!” Tom laughed and squirmed.

They eventually got him out.

The End.

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☆ reverse ed-ology ☆

lee!ed / lers!eddy, double d ๋ ࣭ ⭑๋ ࣭ ⭑ wordcount : 1068

part 1 - the tickle tax

i want to give ed some love because UGH i wanna pinch his cheeks and spoon feed him gravy◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

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By the time the two scam artists dragged themselves back to the cul-de-sac, they looked absolutely unequivocally wrecked.

Sweaty, red-faced, shirts rumpled, breathing hard like they’d run a marathon… or been thoroughly tickled half to death by vengeful peers. 

Which, technically, they had.

Ed was waiting by the sidewalk, happily humming to himself while stacking bottle caps in a pyramid. He looked up as they approached, beaming wide and knocking over the tower for the fifth time.

“Oh boy! Eddy! Double D! You’re back! I missed you, you little dickens you!”

Eddy stopped dead in his tracks, eyes narrowing. “Ed.”

“Yuh-huh?” Ed blinked innocently.

“Where the heck were you when we were getting tortured within an inch of our lives?” Eddy demanded, stomping up and giving Ed a shove (which did absolutely nothing to Ed’s unmovable frame). “We got jumped! Tickled half to death! Where were you?!”

Ed tilted his head. “You did not say you needed me.”

“WHAT?! YOU ALWAYS KNOW WE NEED YOU, YOU LUGNUT!” Eddy threw his hands up. “Unbelievable! You missed the whole show with your selfish self preservation!” He accused, as if he’d never weasled his way out of retribution for his actions and left Ed and Ed to take on the brunt of the storm.

Edd rubbed his arm awkwardly. “Eddy, really, there’s no need to-”

“Oh, no, Sockhead, not this time! If Ed wants to know what he missed so badly, I say we show him.”

Ed’s eyes sparkled. “Show me, Eddy?” He asked as a grin spread across his face.

Eddy’s grin turned slow and impish. “Yeah. Come here, ya big oaf.”

Before Ed could question it, Eddy pounced. He tackled Ed onto the grass with surprising force, straddling his waist and digging in mercilessly at his belly.

“LEMME SHOW YA WHAT IT FEELS LIKE, BIG GUY!”

“BWAAAAAHAHAHAHA!! EDDY!! I AM SOHOHORRY!!”

“Oh no, it’s too late for sorries now! This is what you missed!” Eddy sneered, scribbling fast and ruthless across Ed’s sides, his fingers practically vibrating with the effort. “Hope you’re enjoying the show!”

“EDDYYYYY! I CAHAHAHAN’T—BAHAHAHAHAD IDEA—BAHAHAHA!!”

“Eddy,” Edd tried, “do you really think this is productive?”

“Either help or get outta the way, Sockhead!”

Double D sighed. “Oh dear…” But his hands hovered uncertainly above Ed’s thrashing body. “Ed, do you… mind if I…?” 

“PLEHEHEASE! SAVE MEEE—OR NOT!! I DOHOHON’T KNOW!!”

Eddy barked a laugh. “You heard him, Double D! No mercy!”

Double D nervously bit the inside of his cheek. He felt wrong participating in a revenge that was not Ed’s fault, but he did look like he was enjoying it. What would be the harm?

Eventually, he knelt beside them, far more reserved as opposed to Eddy who had immediately taken the chance to leap onto Ed and practically cling onto him. His fingers brushed lightly up Ed’s sides, skimming over his ribs with feather-soft touches. 

The difference was immediate. Ed’s laughter somehow grew even louder, more frantic despite the gentler approach.

“EEEHEHEHEHE DOUBLE-DEEHEHE THAT TIHIHIHICKLES SO BAD!”

“Oh my, you’re quite sensitive here, aren’t you?” Double D mused, his face going pink. “I didn’t realize…” He always enjoyed Ed’s contagious laughter, deep and rumbly.

His hand slid up between Ed’s shoulder blades, intending to soothe—but the moment his fingertips lightly scratched at the spot just below the center of Ed’s back, Ed shrieked.

“EEEEEEEK! STOP! STOP STOP STOP!!”

Eddy and Edd froze.

Eddy blinked. “Uh… he’s never said stop before.”

Double D pulled his hands back immediately, looking horrified. “Ed? I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to upset you. Are you alright?”

They both stared at Ed, who lay panting, wide-eyed, and flushed.

And then, to their utter confusion, Ed tilted his head. “Why did you stop?”

Eddy’s jaw dropped. “Y-You screamed bloody murder to stop, you idiot. That’s usually the part where people stop!”

“But it was funny,” Ed said simply. “I was having fun.”

Double D stared. “Ed… do you… enjoy being tickled?”

“Of course I do, Double D!” Ed beamed. “It makes my tummy feel happy and my toes feel like tap-dancers!”

Eddy groaned and flopped onto Ed’s chest. “You’ve gotta be kidding me. I was trying to punish you.”

Ed giggled as Eddy’s face mashed into his shirt and encouragingly lifted up his arms, leaving him defenseless. “Oh no… don’t tickle me again!”

Double D’s face burned, finding himself plagued with a little second hand embarrassment. “That sounds rather like… reverse psychology, doesn’t it?”

Eddy smirked against Ed’s chest. “You’re so weird, Ed.”

Then he sat up. “Fine. You asked for it.”

“Nohohohoho I DIDN’T MEAN IT!!” Ed howled, already laughing as Eddy dug back into his belly with fast, scribbling fingers.

“You love it, ya weirdo.”

“I DOOOHOHOHON’T!!”

Double D sighed, exasperated but fond. “Well… if you insist…” He resumed his gentle ministrations at Ed’s ribs, making sure to avoid the devastating spot on his back… for now.

Eddy’s fingers were a blur as he pounced again like a determined cowboy trying to tame a bucking bronco. Or an unruly kitten with zero concepts of personal space. “You wanted the show? You're gettin’ the show!” he announced dramatically, then went right back to work on Ed’s belly.

“EHEHEHEHEHEH!!! EDDYYYYY!! MERCYYYY!” Ed cried out, arms waving in surrender, only to accidentally whack himself in the face. He didn’t even seem to notice. His cheeks were glowing pink, eyes squinting shut in ticklish agony. Or bliss. Probably both, knowing Ed.

Double D covered his mouth, stifling a chuckle despite himself. “Honestly, Eddy, I don’t believe this is teaching him a lesson at all.” He gazed down at Ed in fondness, his skilled fingers wriggling into Ed’s ribs.

Between the two of them, Ed was reduced to a happy, wiggly puddle of giggles. Eddy’s rough teasing and Double D’s sweet technique made for a combo Ed could barely withstand yet clearly loved, no matter how he 

Eventually, Eddy flopped down beside him, exhausted. “Okay. Okay. I’m not mad anymore.”

“I knew you couldn’t stay mad,” Double D smiled, resting beside them. “Ed’s laughter is quite… disarming, isn’t it?”

Eddy rolled his eyes again, but a grin pulled at his mouth. “Yeah, yeah… stupid contagious laugh.”

“I love you guys,” Ed sighed happily, eyes closed.

Eddy groaned and smacked Ed’s arm. “Oh shut up, ya dork.”

Double D chuckled. “We love you too, Ed.” He responded, already knowing Eddy felt the same way.

[fandomwriter208]

Sneaky thief!

Lee! Child!Reader, Ler!Edd

Summary: Reader steals Edd's hoodie, but Edd won't let it go that easily

It's a typical day in the gang's house, Matt is staring at his reflection, Tom is playing his bass Susan, and Tord is out and about in town. "I gotta get my shower" Edd says to you, and he gets up and walks to his room. "okay" you respond, and you carry on doing (insert favorite hobby) about 1 minute later, you sneak into the room and take his hoodie. you walk to your room, and put on the hoodie, and you giggled, the hoodie was too big for you, but you didn't care and kept it on.

(Edd's POV)

I walk out of my bathroom with my pajamas on to see that my hoodie was not on my bed where I left it. "where is it? Did I misplace it somewhere?" I say, confused. I walk to the living room to see that Tord just got back from town. "Hey Tom, have you seen my hoodie?" I ask tom, wondering if he knew where it was. "No, Y/N took it to their room" Tom replies

(3rd person POV)

Reader stands in the mirror, giggling and acting like Edd, a big smile on their face. They turn around to see Edd smiling, standing in the doorway, and Reader looks down in shame. "sorry Edd, the hoodie just looked so comfy!" Reader apologises. "Hey, it's okay! c'mere" Edd responds, opening his arms for a hug. Reader walks into his arms, returning the hug, and that's when Edd attacks Reader's belly with a buncha tickles, making Reader squeal at the tickling sensation.

"HEHEHEHEHEY! EHEHEHEDDIHIHIHIE!" Reader squeals with laughter, trying to squirm out of the cola lover's tickly grasp. "Why are you laughing? I didn't even tell any puns yet" Edd teased, knowing how much it would annoy the giggly 7 year old. "YOHOHOHOU'RE TIHIHIHICKLIHING MEHEHE!" Reader manages to say clearly. "this what you get for stealing my hoodie you silly theif!" Edd replies, as an amused Tord, Tom and Matt watch with amused smiles on their faces as they watch Reader's attempts at squirming away from their cola loving best friend. soon enough, Edd lets Reader breathe and he takes his hoodie back, leaving a giggly Reader on the floor as they calm down their laughs

(Plz be nice, this is my first fanfic, and I tried to make it as in character as possible)

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My Eddsworld tickle hcs

EDD

Definitely a Ler-leaning switch

Tickle spots from not very ticklish to death spot: neck, sides, feet, and belly

Biggest ler in the house and will find any excuse to tickle the others(especially Tom since he's such a grumpy pants)

Really squirmy and squeaky Lee, but (mostly)gentle and teasing ler

Loves to tease the Lee whenever he can

Usually the target for payback tickles given how much he tickles the others

He's one of the tallest so he tries not to squirm to much and hurt the Ler on accident

Hug him from behind, squeez his cute little chubby belly, and watch him squirm and squeal adorably

Doesn't deny being ticklish one bit, but always knows the person plans to tickle him when they ask

Matt

Switch but most often a Lee

Tickle spots from not very ticklish to death spot: back, neck, hips, knees, behind ears, ribs

Squirmy and squeaky mf who snorts when he laughs hard enough

Only really a ler when it comes to cheer up tickles

nibbles are his favorite tatic(fangs can come in handy for that lol)

Cuddles are MANDATORY afterwards

Usually gets absolutely wrecked for having such a cute laugh

A really gentle ler, don't expect him to wreck someone unless their super-duper upset

Instead of teasing, he likes to compliment the lee!... then tease them when they blush and shit. He loves to do both basically

His senses got really heightened when he turned into that giant lobster monster thing and he was like 10x as ticklish(his laugh was still adorable, but a lot deeper)

Very open about liking tickles but often doesn't realize the person asking plans to tickle him

Tom

Lee-leaning Ler

Tickle spots from not very ticklish to death spot: knees, palms(his palms are ticklish because I say so), neck, feet, underarms

Tends to get tickled a lot by the others because he's always grumpy and moody

Teasing asshole when ler, squirmy and flustered when Lee

Can and will tease the shit out of the lee

He pretends to hate being ticklish/tickled but deep down actually likes it

Will deny being ticklish and get flustered when people ask

He's the shortest so just scoop him up and lightly scratch at his underarms and you'll have a blushy, giggly puddle in no time

Is like 10x more ticklish in monster form and gets even more embarrassed when he in tickled in that form

Enjoys a good cuddle afterwards but won't admit it

Tord

Massive Ler

Tickle spots from not very ticklish to death spot: back, feet, ribs, underarms, hips

Squirmy and cussy mf that will try to kick whoever tickles him unless it's a close friend(surprisingly he hasn't kicked Tom all that much in the past)

Got fucking tag teamed when he came back during THE END part 1(Matt and Edd missed him and decided to give him welcome back tickles, Tom only joined in to tease the shit out of him)

Tickled them right back afterwards and actually enjoyed it a lot

Will tease the Lee relentlessly

"Oh? Does that tickle? I'd sure hope so~ awwwww look at you getting all flustered! Tickle tickle tickle~ ooooo such sweet laughter~"(fucking asshole)

He often squeals when his hips are squeezed, before melting into a puddle of laughter

Sometimes forgets how to English when tickled enough

Tries to deny being ticklish and calls tickling "childish and dumb" but the others all know he secretly likes it a little

[rainbowwing251]

Fuck it, Edd/Double D Tickle Headcanons

Yeah, I couldn’t resist anymore, I had to post these headcanons I came up with for Double D. Going to put this under Read More because this shit is going to be long as hell.

The most ticklish of the Eds. Like holy FUCK is this guy ticklish.

His entire torso and waist is ticklish along with his armpits and ears, but his ribs are his death spot. Tickle him there and he’ll instantly be hysterical and fall to the floor.

Everyone in the cul-de-sac has tickled him for some reason or another.

Is he rambling on and on about an invention he made? Eddy tickles him to shut him up. Is he rambling out of anxiety? Ed immediately drops everything to tickle him until he calms down. Has he been snarky/sassy all day? Eddy wrecks his shit. Is he doubtful of a scam? Eddy wrecks his shit. Is he refusing to go along with a scam? Ed and Eddy tickle him until he gives in. Want to find out what he’s hiding under his hat? …well he’s not going to tell you, but tickle him anyway!

There are a million reasons to tickle Double D, that’s all I’m saying.

A single touch will cause him to fold up like paper. Probably literally given the physics seen in this show, but he’ll try to curl up regardless.

If not curling up, sneaking up behind him to poke him in the side will cause him to fly into space.

Pinning him down is not even a challenge. He’s the weakest of the Eds in terms of physical strength, so much so that even Jimmy could pin him down and he wouldn’t be able to get away. Tickles aren’t even necessary in order to pin him down without a struggle, but the kids do it anyway because torturing him with tickles is funny to them.

He’s so fucking squirmy that it’s hilarious. He’s essentially a ticklish little worm when he’s not pinned down.

He’s twitchy too. If you were to put your hands on his stomach or ribs and not move an itch, you’d feel his body twitch and tremble every second due to the anticipation he’s feeling.

His laugh is the cutest laugh anyone in the cul-de-sac has ever heard in their lives. It’s mostly little giggles and titters with a few full belly laughs in between.

He’s incredibly squeaky too. He tries so hard to not let out squeaks when he feels someone’s hands on his ribs or tummy, but he succeeds only 25% of the time.

If he lets out a particularly loud squeal, he hides his face in his hat out of embarrassment.

Speaking of his hat, when he’s in a lee mood or someone tries to tickle his ears, he tends to hide away in his hat. While it does protect his ears from tickles, it does not protect him from the laughter of all the other kids when they figure out why he’s hiding in the first place, nor does it protect him from Ed randomly deciding to throw him over his shoulder and carry him away to a secluded space to tickle him.

He occasionally snorts when he laughs, which is even more embarrassing to him than squealing. Kevin and Eddy have laughed at him for this at least once.

He actually makes a lot of funny noises in general while he’s being tickled. He can’t help it, it’s like his brain is short-circuiting!

He shakes like a leaf when he’s in a lee mood. He has no idea how to deal with this without flustering himself until he melts into a puddle on the ground, but God damn it, he wants to be tickled so badly!

He’ll be super blushy too. Ed always believes that Double D has a fever whenever he’s like this, but Eddy knows better.

Cannot hear the word tickle when he’s in a lee mood. If anyone says it, regardless of who it is, he’ll fall over like a plank of wood. Eddy loves to abuse the shit out of this.

Double D as a ler through? Terrifying.

His intelligence means that he’s memorized all of the cul-de-sac kids’ worst spots, all of the teases that make them crack, and all of the tools that make them scream with laughter if applicable.

Because of his lack of physical strength, he depends on attacking his lee’s worst spots to keep them trapped under him.

He loves to conduct tickly experiments using all different kinds of tickle tools to see which ones make his lee laugh the hardest or the loudest.

He experiments with teases too to see which ones are the most effective.

When the experiments are done, he writes down everything he learned and hides it somewhere where someone like Ed or Eddy can’t find them. He may be an evil ler, but he doesn’t want this information to fall into the wrong hands.

Of course, while he’s tickling someone, he’ll tell them about tickling. The terminology, the reasons why certain spots are more ticklish than others, how tickling can help friends or family members bond with one another, all of it. It’s like he’s having a completely normal conversation while the lee is dying of laughter.

It gets worse for the lee if he decides to target specific spots while he talks about them.

Teases and the word tickle do not phase him when he’s in a ler mood. Needless to say that pisses Eddy off and scares the crap out of him at the same time.

If he wants revenge, he will come up with a legitimate strategy to get a satisfying amount of payback. He’ll draw entire diagrams, make entire lists of teases and/or tools, and write step-by-step produces on how he’ll get back at his target.

He can’t help but laugh along with anyone he tickles, even when he’s getting revenge. Normally he wouldn’t be entertained by anything he considers to be silly, but tickling is the one exception.

That being said, for him, entertainment doesn’t come from tormenting anyone with tickling, but with trying to forge a closer bond with someone if that’s possible for him to do.

Overall, ler Double D can be scary but friendly. There is one problem however… can he run away before his lee recovers and gets revenge on him?

…no. Most of the time the answer is no.

[eunchancorner]

I woke up with shoulder pain and for some reason this is what my brain did

Ler Edd, Lee Eun (self-insert)

Warning: cussing

Word count: 861

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Shoulder pain.

Again.

There were mornings where it took longer to show up than others, but no matter what, it was gonna be there. There was just something wrong with my shoulder, and I hated it.

However, I was never ready for it to be there first thing in the morning.

I sat up and groaned quietly, that same burning, stabbing pain there earlier than I was ready for. It felt like a long, hot needle being driven into my shoulder, and while usually I could put up with it until I could stretch it out and pop the joint, it just came too early this morning. So, I got up and out of bed, clutching that shoulder and walking out into the living room, greeted by the sight of one of my fellow brunettes already awake.

“Hey, Edd…” I mumbled out, walking around and flopping down beside him on the couch.

“Hey, Eun. Shoulder problems?” he asked, noticing how I held said shoulder.

“Mhmm… It’s too early for thissss…” I groaned, sinking into the cushions beneath me.

“Are you kidding? It’s like 10:30!”

I raised an eyebrow at him before grabbing my phone and checking the time, finding out he was actually right.

“Oh, holy shit…”

“Heh, yeah, Matt and Tom already left to pick up breakfast. I was going to wake you when they got back, but I guess I don’t need to do that now.”

“Mhm, you’re welcome, by the way.”

“Pft- fine, thank you for not making me walk a few meters,” he joked, ruffling my hair (which I absolutely did NOT lean into).

“Mhm… urgh, that’s it..” I groaned, sitting up straight before lifting my arm up over my head.

“What’s it?”

“I’m popping this shoulder, I don’t care anymore, I want this pain gone…”

“Oh, you need any help with that?”

“I- Actually, yeah, grab my wrist and pull it up. That should pop it.”

He nodded and did so, pulling up as far as he could, but still, it wouldn’t pop. Those stubborn days were the absolute worst in my opinion, I hated when it refused to pop and instead just shifted uncomfortably.

“Urgh… this… isn’t… working…!” I grunted out, tugging in the other direction, but still it never popped.

“Hmm… I have an idea that might work,” Edd eventually murmured, seemingly thinking deeply before a slight smirk crossed his face.

“Uhm.. Edd, what’s that look for…?” I asked, quickly growing nervous upon seeing his face. The fact that his smirk grew upon my noticing didn’t help at all.

“Oh, nothing, definitely not that a few tickles might help!” He suddenly dug into my ribs upon the word ‘tickles’, pulling squealing laughter from my lips as I went limp in an attempt to drag my arm down away from his grip using my body weight.

“Ehedd you jeheherk! Lehehemme gohohoho!” I squealed out, kicking my legs and trying to twist away from him.

“Hey, I’m not a jerk! Last time I checked, you were a big fan of these tickles! I mean, I know you prefer Matt’s tickles, of course, but you’ll just have to settle for me until he gets home.”

“Shuhut youhuhur mohohohouth! AHAHA NOHO EHEHEDD!!” I squealed once again as his hand moved up to my armpit, my complete worst spot, and I kept trying to yank my arm out of his hand.

“But you’re so tickle tickle ticklish~”

“YOUHU’RE NOHOHOT HEHEHELPIHIHING!”

“Oh, I know, but it’s just so-”

POP!

He let go of my wrist as that pop echoed in our ears, finally allowing me to catch my breath as I curled up tightly.

“Uhm… I think you’ll find I did help,” he finally said, earning yet another quiet giggle from me.

“Shuht uhuhup…” I grumbled at him, rolling my eyes.

I probably shouldn’t have done that.

“Shut up? Oh you don’t tell me to shut up! Come here!”

“Oh no- AAH!!”

I yelped as he lunged at me, trying merely to push him off before he dug his fingers into my sides, pulling the fourth squeal from me that morning as I once again tried to twist away from his hands.

Neither of us seemed to hear the door open or close, nor our housemates approaching until Matt walked up to the couch, a delighted giggle falling from his lips upon seeing me getting tickled senseless.

“I get to tickle them after breakfast!” he called before taking his bags into the kitchen, much to my dismay.

“Nohoho! Tohom, hehehelp!” I called to the only man left in this house who didn’t seem dead set on tickling the shit out of me.

“You must be absolutely crazy if you think I’m risking the wrath of both of these idiots. One, maybe, but not both. Now come on, both of you, breakfast time. Or I’ll eat yours, too, don’t test me!” he threatened as he followed his redhead housemate.

Edd chuckled as his fingers slowed to a stop, still smirking down at me as I tried to compose myself.

“Have fun with Matt after breakfast,” he advised playfully, before hopping off the couch and heading into the kitchen.

Ah… fuck.

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Lmao what did I just make

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