#ler!engineer

[comfortengineer]

I'm really embarrassed to post this, but I'm here to overcome my embarrassment, so here's what I came up with, I really like this script, so much so that I decided to animate it:D

(and no no, it has nothing to do with the fact that I am taller than all my friends (171 cm))

[jellee-sandwich]

Lost and reattached

Summary: After the BLU Spy's head being in RED Medic's possession for a while it finally gets reattached to the rest of his body. Engineer desperately wants to shower his put-back-together boyfriend's neck with love. In the form of tickles

Word count: ~1800

The clock was ticking slowly.

The air felt heavier than usual.

The world behind the windows got gradually darker as clanking and muffled grunts occasionally reached Engineer’s ears.

In the last hour he picked up a magazine, read for a few minutes max before putting it back down; he ate a couple of chips, he started counting the tiles on the wall in front of him and when that was done he got around to doing the same on the perpendicular wall.

One… Two… Five… Twenty… Fifty… Seventy-ni-

Engie nearly fell off the chair when the door creaked open. 

He quickly got to his feet instead, fighting demons not to barge inside the medical bay.

“Here you go, Herr Spy.” Medic appeared first, grinning all sharp teeth. “Done and done. You might feel a bit… unusual for a while but I’m quite sure your head won’t fall off. Just remember not to cover it for too long."

“Yes, yes, I understand.” An elegant, suit trousers covered leg appeared first from behind the door. Then the cigarette smoke. Then a hand. “...Thank you, doctor, just don’t think too much of it.” Then the rest of Spy.

Engineer’s breath got stuck in his throat.

“Spy!” He couldn’t control the smile stretching on his face. He didn’t want to. “Oh, thank goodness. You look like new. Almost.” He eyed the surgical stitching going all around Spy’s neck, the man’s balaclava bundled under his jaw just enough to leave it visible.

Before Spy could give a reply, Medic looked at Engineer and cut in, “Well, naturally. Your grumpy boyfriend is back to himself, no worry needed.” 

Spy rolled his eyes, but the action was interrupted when Engineer wrapped his arms around Spy’s torso and brought him close into a warm hug.

“Dammit, don’t ya scare me like that again, ya backstabber!” He scolded, looking up at that stupid face.

And then, finally, Spy spoke straight to him, his voice as peevish as it should be, “Blame this team for taking so long to get my head back. Had this been anyone else I could have them back in a day, maybe sooner. That’s what happens to all of you when I am gone.”

“Had this been anyone else ya wouldn’t even bother gettin’ ‘em back.” Engineer snickered.

In the corner of his eye, he could see Medic still standing there, his gaze jumping from one of his teammates to the other. Engineer climbed on the very tops of his toes and whispered as close to Spy’s ear as he could get, “Wanna go somewhere else? Yer smoking room?”

In response, Spy gave Medic a look, waved him off, not that Medic did anything about it, and turned around. Engie gave the team’s doctor a halfhearted salute and followed after his lover. He couldn’t help but notice how stiffly and clumsily he was moving. But he was moving. On his own two legs.

Once they entered the big, normally Spy-only-allowed space, Engineer made sure the door was locked.

“So, seriously, how do you- mgh!” Before he could properly register that the other was moving, Spy smashed their lips together. This time it were his arms around his lover. “Mmm…”

Engineer melted into the kiss. His eyes closed but his lips remained working.

He dug his fingers into Spy’s back.

Christ…

“Does that mean yer happy to see me?”

“It’s better than seeing the inside of RED Medic’s fridge.” 

Engie couldn’t help focusing on how much softer Spy’s voice sounded now. Maybe it was just his emotions talking… but then Spy caressed his cheek and he melted all over again.

…

Eventually, Spy let out a tired sigh and in the same fashion fell onto his armchair. And sprawled. Slowly.

“So…” Engie started carefully after letting Spy smoke in silence for a few seconds, “how’s your neck feelin’?”

“The same.” Spy shrugged. “Just finally attached back to the rest of my body. I will get used to it.”

“Am sure you will.” Engie smiled and slowly walked up closer to his lover, one of his fingers cautiously tracing the skin around the stitching. “That hurts?”

“...No, not really. Whatever Medic did… ngh… worked.”

“Ya sure?” Engie raised a brow when Spy tensed up for half a second. “Cause- oh, wait.” His wary expression shifted into a more mischievous but still incredibly soft one. “That tickles, huh?”

Spy squeezed his eyes shut. “Yes,” he muttered.

“Yes?” Engie repeated. He blinked. Blinked again. “It does?”

“I shouldn’t have to repeat myself.”

A wave of potential teases washed over Engie’s brain, and he had to bite his tongue not to let them out. It got easier once he tried his best to put himself in Spy’s place and what he went through in the last few weeks.

“Wait here a sec.”

Without hearing a reply, if there even was one, Engie exited the room.

He was back after less than a minute. He made double sure the door was closed once again.

Spy didn’t say anything, but he raised a brow at him.

Engie’s hand disappeared in his pocket before he presented a medium-long, white feather with just the right mix of fluffiness and stiffness.

“Ya missed it, huh?” He made sure his voice had no traces of cheekiness in it. “I did too. I say we should treat that neck of yours to something nice. See if it really is the same as it was before. What do you say?”

“...I will kill you for this later, I swear.” Spy hid his face in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees.

“Heh, alright, whatever ya say, sugar.”

Spy felt his hands being moved away from his face before his chin got lifted, his gaze meeting Engineer’s. He smiled. Fucking smiled.

“Not a word about this to anyone.”

“I wouldn’t dare. Now, just tell me if it ends up hurtin’ after all.”

Once Spy nodded, Engineer hooked a finger under the material covering Spy’s neck and lifted it just enough to reveal the entirety of it. Spy didn’t flinch, instead shifting to make himself comfortable in the chair though his gloved fingers did claw a little at the armrests.

“Close yer eyes.”

Spy tsk’d but followed the instruction, his chest rising and falling slowly.

Next, he felt the first touch of the feather.

“Kk-.”

It started tracing from left to right and back, just under his jaw.

“Uh- mmm… ghh!”

“No need to restrain yourself, darlin’,” Engie whispered. “Just us here ‘n’ I wanna see ya enjoyin’ yerself more than anything right now.”

“Merde…”

The feather was now just a little bit lower.

“H-Hah… hmm… ahaha!” Spy began letting small giggles escape his lips.

“That’s it.” Engineer beamed. “Feelin’ nice?”

“I will- I wihihill dehehefinitely kill- kihihihill you later!”

“So it does, gotcha.”

Spy pushed himself harder against the backrest when Engineer started wiggling the feather around one spot near the right side of his neck.

“Hhhhehehe! E-Engineheheheer!”

“Alright, let’s see how it works here…” The tickling sensation moved much much closer to the stitching, fluttering over it for half a second every now and th-

“Ahahahaha- hah!” Spy’s legs kicked. Most importantly, he snorted.

“Woah!” Engineer immediately moved his feather-wielding hand away and straightened up. “Was that a… panicked laugh? Did that hurt?”

Spy’s eyes widened. He looked away. “No. It… It…”

“C’mon now, ya can tell me,” Engineer prompted carefully.

“It tickled a lot.”

“Oh. Oh… More than anywhere else on yer neck?”

“...Yes.”

Engineer had to stop himself from grinning.

“Interesting…”

He returned to sweeping the feather along the stitching, this time a bit more insistently. 

Spy snorted and attempted to use his chin to hide his neck.

“What do ya know,” Engie pondered aloud as Spy kept on chuckling. “Reckon it’s probably something about the exposed nerves, huh? Or previously exposed nerves?”

“Stohohop saying it!”

“Heh, sorry, darling. Ain’t exactly a doctor, I guess. I am a pretty good tickler though. Dontcha agree?” Engineer bent his knees more to get to the lower parts of Spy’s neck.

“Oh for- nnnhahahah!” Spy tried to get up but his legs got blocked by the ones of his boyfriend. “Yaaahaha! I… kkkhh kh! Oh fohohohohor-!” Instead, his arms wrapped around his own torso.

Engineer simply cooed and continued, the feather making Spy laugh to both of their hearts’ delight. After a while Engineer initiated a break. He observed Spy for a while, enjoying the sight of his flushed neck. No doubt, his face must have been equally red. Maybe more.

He moved to sit on Spy’s lap, facing him.

“Laborer… what do you think you’re… doing sitting here?” Spy asked through breaths, little twinkles dancing in his eyes.

“Just making myself comfortable. Unless of course ya got enough?” Engineer wiggled the feather right in front of Spy’s eyes. He ignored him trying to swat it away. “Just say “yes” and I’ll stop.” …For now, at least.

A second passed. Then two seconds. Then five.

“No.”

Engineer didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned closer to his lover, his hand at the ready, and Spy’s neck was once again receiving some good feather treatment, a treatment that was just a little less gentle than previously.

“Aaahahahahahaha!”

Engineer could feel Spy’s body squirming underneath him, maybe trying to stand up. At one point, it jerked so violently Engineer’s head ended up pressed against Spy’s shoulder. He didn’t move it from there.

“Alright, now you’re just askin’ for it.” It was getting harder and harder for Engie to keep the teasing tone from his voice. “Com’ere.”

His hand didn’t stop, but now he was also moving his nose against the other side of Spy’s neck.

“Wh-!” Spy let out a loud snort. “Nohohohohoho! E-Engineheheheheer!” His feet stomped against the floor. “Lahahaaaahahaborer!” Another snort.

And Engineer was pleased not to spot any more signs of previous stiffness. It was like Spy was back to his regular state. Well, as regular as his state was while he was being tickled. A heavy wave of nostalgia of the best kind took its hold on him.

“God, you’re adorable,” He said, almost against Spy’s skin. “I missed ya so damn much. Might not survive another time if yer not here for so long.”

Engineer braced himself for a barrage of fake insults, but it wasn’t quite what he got.

“I’m sohohohoho gohohohohing to tahahahake rehehehevenge on you- ahahahaha! On you lahahahahater!” Spy’s head fell fully against the backrest and Engineer was quick to abuse the vulnerable spots on his neck that the movement gave him more access to.

“Heh, I know ya will.” A slight blush covered Engineer’s cheeks. He sighed dreamily.

Oh, Spy was so going to get him good later and God help him when he did.

Engineer was happy to work for that revenge.

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Idk if I will ever get consistent with titling those fics and giving them summaries. I probably should but then I'd ideally have to do it with all the previous ones too and there's a lot of them

[sunhat-rabbit]

Not really a question but what you wrote in that Scout's tummy section in a reply to my previous ask made me imagine this scenario

Both Scout and Demo are lying on their backs, their shirts rolled up while their tickler hmmmmmmmm perhaps Heavy or Engineer is sitting between them and giving them both gentle tummy tickles, relishing in their delighted giggles and light squirms and and neither Demo nor Scout are trying to hide how much they're enjoying it because that ler already knows that anyway and-

you get what I mean

"ain't you two just the cutest?" Engineer beams broadly at Scout and Demo as he spiders the fingers of both hands over both of their bellies at once. Demo has been delegated the robotic hand, if solely because he can take more without tapping out.

"can it, hardhat!" Scout manages through a bout of breathless giggles, heels digging into the floor. he'd been expecting for Engineer to retaliate for this remark, but instead feels the man's fingers slow to a stop, much to his disappointment. beside him, Demo is still getting the full extent of Engineer's wrath, although he's enjoying it far too much to really call it that.

"you wantin' me to stop, stringbean?" Engineer asks calmly, knowing full well that Scout will have to struggle to choke down his pride to admit what he wants. the smile on his face is warm and easy, practically glowing with affection.

"what?" Scout sits up, looking utterly betrayed. this is not how it's supposed to work, he's not supposed to have to ask for it. he's not even sure he can. his cheeks, already pink, burn a little warmer. "c'mon, man, don't..." but he trails off, not able to bring himself to say it.

"don't what?" Engineer prompts patiently. the gunslinger slides down, thumb drilling into the spot just above Demo's hip bone, which draws a delightful cackle from the man. "don't tickle you? because I'm not, hoss, so what's there to complain about?"

Scout is going to strangle this guy. he takes a breath. steadies himself. prepares to say it.

says it in his head and gets too embarrassed to continue.

"of all the times in your life you choose not to talk," says Engineer with a mock-lamentful shake of his head. "that's fine. Demo here seems more than happy to receive all my attention."

"oh, screw you!" Scout sputters, watching the demolitions expert writhe on the ground. it's not fair that Demo gets to have all the fun, but Scout isn't sure he can even bring himself to ask for the same treatment. Engineer decides to offer some help.

he reaches over with his organic hand, wiggling his fingers against Scout's side. his teammate lets out the most ridiculous squeak, bracing himself so as not to instinctively recoil. "I'm gettin' the feeling..." the Texan drawls, letting the gunslinger vibrate against Demo's hip. "that maybe you didn't want me to stop, is that right?" the Scot howls with laughter, rolling onto his side to block access to his hip but quickly resuming his earlier position on his back.

Scout can't keep the hopeful look off of his face. poor fella, Engineer thinks with a chuckle. he really is an open book. "answer the question," he prompts, mechanical hand returning to Demo's belly. "is that right? you didn't want me to stop?"

Scout gives the briefest nod of his head possible, resisting the urge to try and crawl under the carpet. Demo pipes up, voice higher pitched than usual through his laughter. "d'aww, ya like it then, lad?"

"you're one to talk, ya drunken-" whatever creative insult Scout had queued up is lost to a surprised burst of giggles as Engineer reaches over and starts to scratch ever so lightly at his belly. he lets out a sigh of feigned resignation, as if his hand has been forced rather than him doing this of his own free will just because he likes to watch his teammates giggle themselves to pieces. he scribbles his fingers against Scout's stomach and the mercenary collapses onto the floor, not able to restrain his laughter for the life of him.

"now, now, boys." he pretends to lecture them, watching in amusement as Scout grabs onto Demo's hand as if for dear life. it's downright adorable, watching the two cling to each other. "no need to fight. why don'tcha just lie there and enjoy it, huh?"

[sweet-kiwi-bird]

[aspivampi]

For SCIENCE !

Engineer happily took another sip from his cup of coffee. To be frank, it was more of a dessert than a beverage, considering the ammount of sugar and creamer crammed into it. Still, it was nice. The evening sun managed to slip a few of it's warm rays through the old, jankety blinds, installed in Dell's workshop. Sure, it was nice but it was not enough to drag Engie out of his nerdy cavern. The fun-sized man took a quick glance at the clock standing on the flat top of one of his machines. It was currently half past six in the afternoon, so not quite as late as he thought it was. Dell gulped down the remains of his coffee and hid the stained cup on one of the cupboards, he would wash it lately (or not). Just as he contemplated making another one, there came a tapping at the door.

- Come on in ! It's open ! - Engie cried out to whoever was on the other side. - Hallo, mein freund ! - the mighty familiar voice rang in Engineer's ears.

Medic stepped through the door's frame. His face was beaming with vigour and excitement, it was quite palpable. The german approached the texan with a pep in his step.

- I heard you needed me for something. Vhat unholy experiment did you come up this time ? - he asked.

Engie let out a light chortle.

- You don't have to be such a grump about it , doc. - Not a grump, just honest. - Medic corrected. - So , vat are you up to ?

The texan reached into a drawer and drummed up his trusty goggles. Shit was about to get serious.

- You see, lil' old me has some inventions to test out and I need a volunteer. - Dell stated calmly. - As a man of science yourself , I think you get that , y'know ? - Heh. I am flattered. - Herbert took a second to clean his glasses lenses.

Engineer's words sparked interest in Medic. His body craved some stimulation so he hoped, that it was going to be physical. The little man rolled out a sheet of paper, which turned out to be a blueprint. The scarce words were written in such a small font, that Medic had trouble reading them even with his glasses.

- How about you stay here for a sec and I fetch the equipment ? - Engie pointed to the door to a small room inside of his workshop. - It'll only be a sec. - You are making me excited , mein freund. Go ahead. - Medic gave him a sharp , toothy smile.

With that being said, Dell left. He came back quite quick with something resembling a collar or a belt of sorts.

- Ooh ! Interesting - Herbert thought , a small smile crept up onto his face ; this time it wasn't as toothy. - Just put that on , doc. - the slightly mad scientist asked his coworker.

Medic simply obliged. The contraption clasped tightly around his waist but not in an unpleasant way. He tapped the sizable twinkling light.

- Vat does that invention do , exactly ? - he asked the question curiously. - Not anything that you won't enjoy , I promise you. - Engie gave him a playful nudge and a wink. - All that I want you to do , is relate to me what you're feeling , alrighty ? - Ja ! - the doctor quickly shook off his uneasyness and relaxed his muscles.

Shortly after, Medic heard a quiet BEEP. At first he could barely feel anything but *boy howdy* was he in for a ride.

Soon enough , Herbert could feel light tingling spreading across his midsection.

- H-Huh ? - he shivered slightly. - So ? - Engineer asked softly. - I-It's tingly. - his subject giggled shakily. - Oh ! Great. - Dell mumbled , seemingly thinking hard and taking some simple notes.

Next , Engineer turned the winder on his RCD.

- How about no- - ( HihiHOHOHOHOHO ! ) - Doctor squealed loudly , clawing at his stomach slightly. - Jeez , Herb. That's only the lower setting. - Dell held back a laugh honestly amused by Doktor's reactions. - ( Wahahaha ?! ) ( LaHAHAhay ihit ohohon meHEHEhe then ! ) - Got ya ! - Engineer answered and gladly turned the winder further.

As the sensation changed from less to more intense , Medic became more and more red on the face. It felt like a sentient feather duster crawling all over his stomach. Needless to say , it was unbearable. (but not for Medic).

- ( HOHOHOHO-HA ! ) (SNORT) (EHEHENGIEHIHIHE !) (SQUEAL) - Yes ? Come on , Doc. We only have one more to go. I know you can do it , you crazed pain-lover. - Engie laughed along with his friend. - Get ready,

Medic only managed to squeak before having his belly and sides "assaulted". Engineer pretended to be surprised when Medic's laughter fell silent. He was clearly wrangled out like a rag. Engie laughed under his breath. He clicked his pen , having taken all of the notes he wanted , and grabbed the remote. The machine stopped gradually.

- You alright , Medic ? - the texan scientist approached Ludwig , who shakily got up from the floor. - *Eeuugh !* I don't know. That was ... evil. - Medic brushed the hair , that stuck to his sweaty forehead. - Didn't want me to stop for even a second if I remember correctly. Didn't hear a STOP during all that. - Engineer nudged his friend.

Medic's shameless smile spoke volumes.

-Want me to call you up for further testing ? - ... Ja !

THE END

[spookygiggles]

Light Up, Firefly

Tf2 Tickle fic 🫶 scroll if you dont like these ofc

Lee! Pyro

Ler! Engie

Pyro was usually a happy lil dude, Always in his own 'World' (Literally-) But He knew today he was feeling down.

Maybe it was the stress of the job? Even He wasn't too Sure what was giving him the blues. But sometimes, It just happens, A rush of sadness. He knew the other Mercs were busy, Plus he has a feeling they don't like him that much, which again just made him feel kinda sadder. But He had One Person.

Engie! He Always Loved to see His favorite Buddy, But he wasn't too sure if he was busy Or not. But He took a chance and headed To his workshop, Just to see if He was perhaps relaxing or drinking. Pyro walks up to the Door and Knocks.

Then He heard a Southern Accent yell,

"You can come in!"

He opened the door and walked in, waving at the Engineer Sitting at a Table With a beer.

"Whats up, Py? Somethin up?" He asked, Considering his buddy didn't Seem as Energetic as normal.

Py Shook his head.

"I guess, I just dont feel like my normal self." (Just gotta pretend its muffled 💀) He Mumbled. Obviously Engie was One of the Only people Who really understood Pyro, Hes not a bad dude, People just judge him.

"Ahh its okay buddy. He Said to his friend, Giving him a pat on the back. Then It clicked, Like a Lightbulb poppin over your head in a cartoon.

"Actually Pyro, I have an idea, You know what always cheers people up?" He Said Enthusiastically.

"No not really?" he giggled ever so slightly. But Then Engineer stood up and reached his hand out to him.

"Alright get up Py, I'll show ya, Texas Style." He chuckled. Even that made pyro giggle a bit, He loved hanging out with His friend, even if he was a bit down.

He grabbed his hand and stood up. Obviously he knew what was coming, It wasn't the first time. And then he felt Two Hands Dig right into his Side and Stomach. Causing him to Squeal and Try to protect himself as a reflex, But it wasn't going to do much Because Pyro likes to be tickled, So he just grabbed onto the engineers arms and Laughed.

He didn't even say a word, Just was kinda caught up in the moment, But that didn't bother the Engineer, He was happy to make his friend laugh.

He wiggled both hands around His Belly, Which was a sweet spot on Pyro. Causing him to go weak to the knees as he started to collapse slowly. He stopped the tickling, grapped pyro and Layed him down on the couch, Then continued his assult on his Tummy.

Causing him to slightly kick his legs and squeal with laughter. His muffled laughter was super cute to Engie, He also wondered what he sounded like without the mask.

He Moved One hand down to his Hips, Squeezing there and moved his other down to his knee and started squeezing his Knee.

This caused him to literally SCREAM of laughter, Having two different spots being tickled and one of them being a death spot. You couldn't even tell there was tears going down his face because of the mask.

But they weren't sad tears, It was Just Pure Happiness. Engie Laughed at his Buddies state, Seeing how much happier he seemed. He stopped for a moment.

"Where else ya think you're ticklish at?" He stared at the firebug who was catching his breath on the couch, still slightly giggling.

"I- i dohont know" he said, this time he had a bit of a hard time making out what he said due to him giggling while he was talking, Since hes got his mask on.

"Well then, Mind if i test somethin?" Pyro shook his head. Engineer walked towards the end of the couch, Where his feet layed. He Started taking of the boots and Thats when Pyro had realized what he was gonna do, Obviously he wasn't gonna stop him but, Not even he knew if he was ticklish there.

He slipped off a boot and Grabbed his ankle and held it firmly, Not hurting him, Just tight enough he couldn't pull it back. Then he started to scribble at his Socked foot, He got an answer immediately as The Arsonist had Squealed and twitched, Trying desperately to pull the foot back.

Well now he knows he is ticklish there. It tickled there more than it did in some other spots. But his regular laughter ended as Engineer had started to tickle around his toe area, Thats when he Lost it.

He was squirming desperately and laughing Hysterically.

Out of Hysterics he managed to spit out "OKAHAHY! I FEHEHEL BETTER!" And On command, He let go and stopped the Assault.

As He was catching his breath, the Engineer asked,

"Feel better, Partner?" He patted him on the head as Pyro giggled.

"Yes, thank you." He said as he got up and put his boot back on. And stood up and Hugged the Engineer.

HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! 💗🫶

[comfortengineer]

I don't know how well it turned out, I didn't try very hard to finish the last frames, and I don't really like them, unfortunately this is my last work for now, because I started school I don't have the strength or desire, so I'll post something very rarely, after all it's 11th grade guys:_)

[comfortengineer]

I'M SO HAPPY YOU STARTED A BLOOOG!

SO! i would like to request some lee pyro... :3c (I'm a huge fan of them >w<). a little scenario is that Dell holds pyro like a guitar with their arms up as the other hand tickles the tummy, pretending to play a tune. If you're in the mood ya can also add few teases of your choice >:]

Я просто обожаю динамику их отношений, поэтому рисовать их одно удовольствие. Надеюсь, вам понравится:3 К сожалению, я заболела и на время прекращу процесс( И еще хочу сказать огромное спасибо за такую ​​активность, я не ожидала, что рисунок наберет столько актива:D

I just love the dynamics of their relationship, so drawing them is a pleasure. I hope you like it:3 Unfortunately, I got sick and will stop the process for a while( And I also want to say a huge thank you for such activity, I did not expect that the drawing would gain so much activity:D