yaaaay this prompt request came from @awkwardtickleetoo! it was most likely when I needed to fill a few last ones and we decided on himbros! a duo I love that I don't write nearly enough, so maybe this will change that? sooo yeah, enjoy :D
tickletober prompts here 🎃
(lee!Punz / ler!Foolish : 841 words)
“Why did I agree to do this?” Punz grunted under his breath, leaning forward in his chair to get closer to the screen as his character creeped around the corner, half expecting to get jumpscared and going tense, even when nothing happened.
Looking over his shoulder at the blonde, Foolish chuckled to himself as he watched Punz’s character sprint down the hallway, only to be suddenly chased by a big green alligator wearing star sunglasses. Punz let out a shriek, somehow managing to maneuver away from the danger. He sat back in his chair when he was finally safe in the game, letting out a sigh of relief.
Foolish rolled his eyes at the dramatics as Punz slapped a hand over his chest, throwing his head back against his seat and squeezing his eyes shut as he regulated his breathing from the adrenaline running through his system at the jumpscare. The brunette smirked, a plan to scare Punz forming in his brain as he slowly stood up from the chair that was out of frame from the stream.
“Yeah yeah, give me a second.” Punz groaned as he cracked an eye open to read his chat, undoubtedly telling him to suck it up and continue. Foolish took a few slow steps forward, careful not to make any noise or draw attention to himself. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in as Punz closed his eyes again, giving Foolish the perfect opportunity to pounce.
“WAKE UP!” Foolish screamed, grabbing at Punz’s shoulders and squeezing rapidly. A squeal escaped the blonde as he slid down in his seat, kicking his legs out and banging his shoes against the ground at the feeling. He broke out into high pitched giggles before he successfully peeled the grabby hands away from his body. He held them tightly above him, leaning his head back until he made eye contact with the offender.
“Whahat the fuck was thahat?!” Punz shouted, his cheeks glowing bright red. Foolish giggled at the reaction, raising his eyebrows and tilting his head slightly before continuing.
“What the fuck was that?” Foolish countered through his laughter, both boys knowing he meant the outburst Punz had displayed just moments ago. “You did way more than you needed to just then, that was such an overreaction! What even happened?”
“Nothing! Fuck off, Foolish, I’m streaming!” Punz shot up as he suddenly remembered he had hundreds of eyes watching him through computer screens, blushing deeper at the realization. He surged forward to switch the camera off but Foolish was faster, gripping both of Punz’s biceps and pulling him back against his chair. This made the blonde immediately burst into giggles again, scrunching his shoulders up before Foolish could even move his hands back towards his shoulders. “Foolish! S-Seriously, stohop!”
“Tell me what happened, Punz,” Foolish wormed his hands between Punz’s neck and shoulders, his smile growing bigger when Punz’s laughter turned frantic. He wiggled his fingers experimentally, giggling with excitement when Punz began to plead and protest through his squeals. “No fucking way! This tickles you?”
“Nohohoho! Foolish- Foolish stohop!”
“Nah, this is more fun than sitting in the corner, sorry Punz.”
“Buhut I’m streheheaming!” Punz pleaded, bringing his hands up to cover the growing blush that was spreading all over his face. Foolish spent a few more seconds tickling the poor boy, finishing it off with some torturous squeezes that made Punz let out a high pitched shriek- one that he knew would be instantly clipped and shared for the whole of the internet to see. He whined through his laughter at the thought, sliding down in his chair as much as he could until Foolish finally relented, letting Punz sink to the ground in a ball of giggles.
“That was fun, huh?” Foolish giggled, leaning down and giving Punz a few playful pats on the back. He stood back up, flashing the webcam a smile and waving at the computer screen. “Hi chat! Hope you enjoyed the show!”
Punz groaned in response, still giggling and hiding his face out of embarrassment. He heard Foolish make his way back across the room to resume whatever he had been doing, and after a few minutes of trying to regain his composure, he climbed back into his chair to continue the game. He pressed the backs of his hands against his eyes to rub away the tears that he prayed nobody saw and tried to pretend like the last five minutes didn’t happen for the rest of the stream.
Later on that night, his phone went off with a discord notification. He felt his cheeks heat up once again when he saw it was Foolish, sending him clip after clip of the tickle torture he had endured earlier in the day. Punz rolled his eyes, letting out a low growl and dropping his phone against his pillow. He decided to ignore Foolish for now and began plotting his revenge, getting himself ready to take the brunette apart the second he saw him next.
Sam's back had been killing him all day, trying everything to relieve the pain, stretching, trying to crack it, hot shower, nothing helped. He laid on his front, on Foolish's hotel room floor. Foolish could tell something was wrong, he just couldn't pinpoint what it was.
"What's going on Sam? Somethings wrong." Foolish wandered over to where Sam was laying, kneeling down to make eye contact with Sam without him having to strain his neck.
"My back is tight, it's killing me man. Driving me nuts." Sam readjusted himself for what felt like the 600th time today. Foolish hummed softly, swinging his leg over to straddle the backs of Sam's thighs, sliding his thumbs up his back with a comfortable pressure.
"Oh God Foolish! Thank you...!" Sam sighed heavily, finally feeling that relief. He all but melted into the rug he was laying on, letting Foolish work his magic, massaging out the knots and tension that had been causing him pain. Foolish was so focused on working out all the kinks in his back that he didn't realize how close he drifted to his ribs. Sam jumped, suddenly very alert. His jump made Foolish flinch, ripping his hands away, thinking he'd hurt him.
"Are you ok?!" Foolish lightly pressed around the area, checking for a bruise he might've pushed into on accident.
"Fohohoolish StohohoOHOP!" Hearing Sam start giggling finally let Foolish know what caused the jump.
"I don't think I've ever met someone actually too ticklish for a massage~"
There's a real feather menace running around the DSMP but Foolish has all the evidence he needs to crack this case. And serve out an acceptable punishment.
This fic only exists because of @fluffallamaful :) Everyone say "thank you Llama" after you've finished reading the fic :) And what a treat that it gets properly finished on our friendiversary! :D
Warnings: There's a lot of intense tickling in this fic, especially with feet tickles. I know some people aren't comfortable with that so please read only if you feel comfortable doing so.
Please Enjoy!
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Foolish wasn’t sure what to call his alliance with Dream. Even the word ‘alliance’ seemed like a stretch. Dream would come with a list of projects he wanted done and Foolish would give a list of blocks and materials he needed to build it. Foolish would build for Dream and Dream would give Foolish…something. The something hadn’t really been worked out yet, but Dream promised a big payout and Foolish didn’t want trouble coming to his Summer Home, so he’d build for Dream and keep note of what payment was owed.
Dream was fast at gathering materials needed. Sometimes, depending on how big the project was, Dream would be back on the same day with everything, so Foolish made a few chests for Dream to dump stuff in to and Foolish would collect it all before starting his builds.
Usually the golden shark wouldn’t bother checking over the materials. Dream had never been wrong before and he pulled out the blocks out without looking over them. But then Foolish noticed it. Dream hadn’t missed any blocks or materials, but he added a random item.
A feather. A singular white feather lay at the bottom of the chest, covered in all the building materials.
At first Foolish didn’t think much of it. He assumed it was a mistake. Dream must have just accidentally put the feather in because it was in his inventory when he was emptying it all out. But then it happened again. And again. Every time Dream came and emptied his inventory, he left one feather in the chest.
Foolish started to collect them. The first feather he kept without thought. He placed out of the way and got on with his building. When the next feather popped up he placed it with the first, just cause it was easy. Now there was over 20 of the things, practically filling up their own chest in Foolish’s Summer Home.
Dream had to have been doing it on purpose. He did just come out from nearly a whole year in prison so maybe he wasn’t in the right state of mind or feathers were used as a code for something but it had to have been on purpose at least.
Partly driven to not look like a fool, the Demi-God refused to ask Dream to elaborate. Instead he made a plan to confirm in his mind if Dream knew he was doing it or not.
During one of the drop off, Foolish managed to catch Dream as he was loading up the chest. They exchanged peasantries and Foolish made sure he was stood beside Dream as he was loading it all in. He watched all the blocks fall into the chest, and then he saw it. The feather fell into the chest so casually and calmly. Dream must have not seen it, already closing the chest and giving a smile to Foolish.
“All done. You don’t have to start the build today. Tomorrow is good.” Dream spoke so calmly, cementing the idea more in Foolish’s head that he just didn’t realise.
What Dream was doing with a feather always in his inventory, that wasn’t for Foolish to ponder, but he was going to at least get confirmation on it.
“Maybe you want to double check over the materials there. Something looks off about them.”
It was a simple enough excuse, and it worked. Dream looked puzzled for a moment but he honoured Foolish’s request. He stepped back to the chest, looking in over the materials again. It was buried under a few of the blocks but the fluffy edges of the feather were sticking out clearly. He surely saw them.
“Hmm… Nope. You’ve got everything you need.” Dream closed the chest, giving a wide smile to Foolish. “Everything looks in order. Do you think you need extra?”
Foolish was unsure how to respond. He was practically stunned, blinking as his words tried to catch up with his mouth. “Uh… No just thought… Thought you put in some extra stuff.”
“Is there another problem?” Dream asked innocently.
“Uh…n-no. No…” Foolish fumbled. In honesty there wasn’t anything wrong with it. What was he supposed to say? ‘Stop leaving feathers behind’ was probably making too big a deal out of it. It wasn’t harming anything. “Guess I just wanted to double check.”
Dream smiled wider than Foolish had ever seen and left.
Well it didn’t really answer any questions but it was acknowledged between them at least. Maybe that was enough to bring it to Dream’s attention. Maybe the feathers would stop.
The feathers did not stop. The feathers actually increased. In the few days that follow Dream left more feathers. Soon he was leaving two at a time, and then three, and then four.
One night Foolish walked by the chests he’d left out for Dream to use and seeing they were full. He just wanted to check what blocks were left and Foolish opened it up. One chest was full of the blocks needed, and the other was full of feathers. If Foolish added in the feathers he already had, the chest would have been filled to the brim.
That had to be a message. Foolish didn’t know what the message was, but it was a message. Dream was messing with him and Foolish needed to retaliate.
Dream hadn’t planned for this feather thing to go as far as it did, but he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t fun.
In all honesty the first time Dream left the feather behind it was an accident. He had killed a chicken on the way to the Summer Home for food and the feather slipped into his inventory. It then fell into the chest without thinking when Dream was emptying out all the blocks, and when Dream went back to pick it up he saw Foolish looking over the feather. He was inspecting it in his hands, twirling it around slowly between his fingers. Dream was too confused in watching the scene so he never said anything to make his presence known. Instead he watched as Foolish ran the fluffy feather along his palm, and his golden cheeks lit up brighter with his golden blush as his hand tingled and palm closed.
Dream left quickly before he was seen, but the scene stuck in his head and a smile formed along his lips.
So the tall, powerful Demi-God was feather sensitive. Not only that, but he was intrigued. His first response with the feather was to see how soft it was. To see how much it tickled. Dream could privately admit he was feather sensitive himself, but something about Foolish’s reaction was too cute to not push further.
So Dream left a feather every time, and watched Foolish’s confused reaction each time. He expected Foolish to point it out sooner, but thankfully the shark wasn’t so direct so Dream got to continue his fun game. And he started adding more to it. He added in two and then three feathers each time. He was pretty sure the chicken population in the whole SMP knew and were warned about him, but Dream was pretty sure he’d given at least a hundred feathers now.
It was still too fun seeing Foolish’s confused reaction and subtle blush at each of the feathers and if Dream had his way, it wouldn’t be stopping any time soon.
Dream made his way over to the Summer Home now with an inventory full of the blocks Foolish needed, and five feathers in his back pockets. He felt it made it a little too obvious with the chest full of feathers last time, so back to a few feathers it was.
Dream filled up the chest left for him, carefully putting in the feathers. He was sad Foolish didn’t seem to be around, but that was fine. Just as Dream turned to leave, he saw another chest placed a bit further off with a sign on the front.
Curiosity pulled Dream forward, at least to read the signs.
‘For Dream. A little gift for all the hard work you’ve been putting in. From Foolish :D’
Dream was equally surprised and cautious. He didn’t think Foolish was the kind to leave gifts, but then again he didn’t know the Demi-God that well. While keeping in mind the possibility of a trap, Dream cautiously approached the chest and opened it.
He wasn’t sure what to expect in the chest, but Dream didn’t think it would be the chest full of feathers. He was pretty sure it looked fuller, with the feathers nearly overflowing out of the chest now.
Just before Dream could consider the siltation completely, he was suddenly pushed forward. A strong push on his back as something tripped his ankles and Dream fell forward into the chest.
The chest wasn’t big enough to fully fit Dream in it, but when he was falling forward in a panic through the seemingly endless fluffy feathers, the chest felt bottomless. He managed to catch his hand on on the edge of the chest, and attempted to turn. His legs kicked and tried to gain footing. He tried turning himself around, but it difficult to manoeuvre himself when he was buried in feathers, and all of them brushed along his face and tucking into his hoodie.
Dream pursed his lips to hold in his giggle. The feathers were starting to tickle but with freedom so close Dream forced himself to push out the electric tingling and power through. He grasped onto the edge of chest, and pulled himself back up, only to be knocked back down as the lid of the chest shut on his back.
“Ack!” Dream fumbled back into the chest. It didn’t hurt but the slam on his back was sudden and caught him by surprise. He flailed now, which was not helping the tickling along his neck and face, and turned himself over the in the chest. He pushed through the white fluffy feathers, clearing them off their face and looking up to see the golden shark himself, grinning wildly.
“F-Fohoolish?!”
“You like my gift!” Foolish beamed and brought one of his hands up. He held a singular feather and you’d think being buried in feathers wouldn’t make it so scary, but something about it and the wide grin on Foolish’s face was setting off Dream’s flight or fight instinct.
“Whahat is thihis?”
“Evidence collecting.” Foolish waved the feather in his fingers. “We’ve got a feather menace around this server. I’ve just been gathering up all the pieces to solve this case.”
“And wh-why am ihi in h-hehere?” Dream tried to push up against the lid of the chest and was met with resistance. He expected as much but it was worth a shot.
“Well I have to show off the evidence somehow.” Foolish answered like it was the most obvious thing.
“S-Soho why aham I in the chehest?” Dream couldn’t help giggling at Foolish’s silly mood. His smile was infectious. Innocent but mischievous, but then again it was hard to tell when Foolish was just being goofy and silly or actually planning something.
“Well you can certainly see the evidence can’t you?”
The lid of the chest pressed down just a bit, starting to really trap Dream’s legs. Foolish had pulled his hands away though so something had to have been placed on it, keeping him there. Dream didn’t really feel trapped until he felt Foolish grab around his ankle, then he jolted himself up. He couldn’t push the chest open but at least he could still see Foolish though the gap.
“Wh-Wha-hahat ahare you d-doing?”
“I mean I have all these feathers, gotta use them for something.” Foolish half shrugged. With one hand still holding Dream’s ankle, the other got to work slowly untying the laces from Dream’s boots.
“WAHAHAIHIT!” Dream tried to push himself up, but it was awkward with limited space and the lid still not budging. The feathers crawling in his hoodie only heightened his nervousness too. “L-Lihisten! Ohokay! It was mehehe! Ihihi gahave you th-the feheathers ahas a johoke!”
“Oh I know that.” Foolish nodded. “That was easy to find out. But I had to take a moment to figure out the why. And it seemed pretty obvious.” Foolish had carried on unlacing Dream’s boots even as he spoke. Now with them fully undone the boot easily slipped off. “You want me to use the feathers on you.”
Dream knew he was in danger when his boot was being undone, but having it confirmed suddenly made the feathers brushing along his cheek shudder and tickle more. Almost like they were giggling at him.
“N-Noho! Nooo! Th-Thahat is juhust n-nohot truhue!”
“Well why else would you give me all these wonderful feathers to use?” Foolish grinned. “It took me a while to get your message but I hear you loud and clear.”
“Yohou dohoho NOHOT!” Dream tried kicking out his other leg, only to get it caught with Foolish hooking his arm around it. “WAHAIHIT! J-Juhust th-thihihink ahabout thihis!”
Apparently Foolish didn’t need to think about it anymore. The fluffy ends of the feather brushed against Dream’s foot. It didn’t even make a full swipe along his foot before Dream jumped. He hit the top of the chest with a mix between a whine and barking laugh. It didn’t tickle that much. Foolish made the touch so light he could barely feel it, but he wiggled and jumped and the feathers in his hoodie did all the work for Foolish.
“Fohohohoohossssh!”
The golden shark rolled the feather between his fingers, fluttering it up and down Dream’s sole. It barely touched his skin and somehow that was worse than it fully pressed against him. “FOhohOHOHOLihiIHISH! Stahahap! D-DohoHOhoHOHOn’t-!” He banged his fist on the top of the chest. There was an annoying feather lodged into his armpit, wiggling just the right way to make him squeal with laughter. “FOHOHOHOSH! Stahahap t-tihIHIHICKLING MEHEHehehe lihihike thahahahat!”
“Oh, like this?” Foolish twisted the feather again, grinning at Dream’s laughter. “Sorry, I don’t know how you like being tickled here. Maybe like this.”
Foolish flipped the feather so the fluffy point of it dragged up and down Dream’s foot, flicking over the heel and swiping over his toes.
“OHOHOHO f-fuHUHUhuCK!” Dream arched his back, beating his hands into the chest’s walls. “FoHOHOhohoHolihihish!”
“Sorry, is this not good either, what about this one?”
Foolish ran the feather back and forth over Dream’s foot, starting at his toes and working his way down. The feather swiped over Dream’s arch, exactly where Dream did not want it to go.
The jump Dream did he swear lifted the chest up off the ground. His words came out in jumbled pleas, between his gasping breaths and harsh laughter.
“W-WahahaHAHahAHIT! WAHAHAHAIHIHIT!”
Foolish did stop, but even when Dream got a singular moment free from the tickling along his foot, the feathers inside the chest burrowed under his clothes, flicking and swiping along his armpits and tummy.
“Ohoho mihiy gohod!” Foolish squeaked with delight. “Yohou wehent insahane!” He nearly doubled over in laughter, struggling to breath between his squeaky giggles.
“P-Pleheahase! Fohoholihish! Juhust-Juhust ohopen the chehehest!” Dream quickly realised the more he moved, the more he shook the feathers. He tired to still himself but it was hard when all his wiggling before placed some of the feathers in the worst spots and they were determined to remind Dream of their position.
“But I can’t use all the feathers without the chest!” Foolish explained, his expression crestfallen as though he hadn’t just made the cruellest torture device known to man. “I don’t have extra arms like XD. Maybe I should have asked him for help with this, huh?”
Dream could feel his face turn red. He’d die of embarrassment if XD caught him like this. Somehow he didn’t want this to be their first meeting out of prison.
“I will need to do something about your feet though. I have to make sure I can get both of them.”
“B-BOHOTH?! Wahait wahaihit! WAHAIT!”
Foolish didn’t hear him, deliberately tuning him out as he started unlacing Dream’s second boot. The blonde runner tried to jump up again, but even the littlest of movements set the feathers off. Wiggling and fluttering inside his clothes. One fluttered down his chest to his stomach. It wiggled too close to the edge of his bellybutton and Dream arched his back with a barking laugh. That proved worse as the feather just tucked further into his bellybutton, and it left him completely unaware to his other boot being taken off, and now both his feet were tied together by the ankle.
Dream tried pulling against the ropes, but they gave no slack. His feet were completely stuck, only allowing for slight wiggling and maybe shuffling one of his feet to try and protect the other.
“Oh this is perfect! Now your arches are lined up perfectly for the feather!” Foolish giggled. Dream was no longer sure if Foolish was putting on this overly excited act, or if he genuinely thought he was helping Dream.
“Hmm…nope!” Foolish shook his head. “If you want me to use the full feather experience then I gotta get both feet lined up.”
“I dohon’t wahant that!” Dream managed to find a perfect position not to disturb the feathers so much. There was still that one positioned far too perfectly by his belly button but Dream couldn’t move it or the one in his armpits would flutter and then he’d set off again.
“You have to! Why else would you give me all these wonderful feathers to use.”
“Ihit wahas j-just a johoke! Okahay?”
“Oh no-one goes this far for a joke! You must have wanted this a least a little bit, hmm?” Foolish’s voice went high pitched on his hum.
Dream whined in frustration, which turned into a yelp when Foolish raised the feather again. “W-Wahait! Juhust wahait!”
“Time for your ticklesssss.” The golden shark cackled, and brought the feather to Dream’s trapped foot.
He was merciful, at least, and he didn’t go right for the arches. Instead he did as he had before, flicking the feather back and forth over his foot while he went up and down. The tickling was bad enough, but Dream’s nerves came alive when the feather brushed along his arch. When it reached the end of his foot, Foolish ran it down the other foot in the same pattern.
Dream’s plan of keeping still was out the window when the tickling started. He tried his best, but his instincts kicked in and he was wriggling and struggling in the chest again. The feather at his bellybutton wiggled right in. The one in his armpit had fallen, but now it was making a slow fall down his ribs, brushing past each bone. Whenever Dream tried to remove a feather, another took it’s place, or fluttered against his face, or the feather dancing across his heels would send another shock wave through him and short circuit his brain.
Dream tried to plead, but every word was lost in his laughter, and Foolish only response was a high pitched taunt and coo over how much Dream was loving his feathers.
The feather made a path over both of Dream’s arches and the blonde lost it. He jumped again, battering his fists against the chest and trying in vain to pull his legs back.
“Awww you’re just LOVING your tickles!” Foolish cooed. “I think your ready for your next surprise!”
Dream couldn’t hear Foolish by this point. His laughter echoed in the chest and there was a feather swishing by his ear preventing him from hearing a thing properly. He only knew something was happening when the tickling stopped. He still giggled and squirmed as the feathers inside his top shook but he was calm enough to realise Foolish had stopped. He couldn’t really get a good look on the Demi-God though. The only thing he could see was Foolish raised up another feather, and the tickling started again. But this time his arches were being attacked at the same time.
Dream thought one feather was bad enough, but both his feet being feathered at the same time was too overwhelming. Especially on his worst spot. He started laughing again, and pleading, though it was less with words and more just a jumble of sounds and letters. The pleading wasn’t even specifically pleading. The idea that there was a person causing this tickling nightmare wasn’t a concept he could fathom anymore. Every electric shock in his brain was just telling him ‘IT TICKLES’ and ‘ESCAPE’.
Dream jumped again, shaking the chest he was in. The feathers tickling him inside his chest were a minor problem to the fluttering along his arches. He jumped up again and this time the chest moved with him. It fell back down awkwardly, landing on it’s corner and toppling over on it’s side.
Foolish jumped back to avoid the chest hitting him, but it knocked off the cobblestone on top of the chest and the lid went flying open.
Dream poured out of the chest with all the feathers. The moment he felt himself on solid ground, and the tickling stopped, he yanked his legs up and quickly untied his ankles before rolling out of the pile of feathers and shaking out all the one still sticking into his clothes.
“Did I go too far?”
Dream’s head snapped to Foolish, who had noticeably taken a few steps back. A nervous smile tugged at his face, and his eyes were darting back and forth, trying to keep an eye on Dream but also watch for an exit.
“You’re dead.” Dream said calmly and stood up.
“N-Nohowh hold on!” A nervous giggle escaped the golden shark, and he backed up, throwing up his hands in some defence. “You started it!”
“And I’ll finish it if you don’t start running!” Dream made a grab for his boots. “You’re dead!”
Foolish quickly ran, giggling all the while as he pleaded for mercy. He summoned a trident and made a jump for the water. Dream followed after him, summoning his own trident. Of course he was a bit behind as he had to quickly lace up his boots and grab a pocketful of feathers.
It wouldn’t be enough to enact his revenge, but it was a start.
1,2 and 5 for Punz and Foolish? If not them then Sap and Gogs
from this ask post
thank you kasey!!! how about all of them :D for 5 i’m just gonna ignore the nsfw part coz of the nature of my blog 👌🏼
apologies for taking so long haha
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Punz
1. on a scale of 1-10, how ticklish are they?
i think it’s cute to imagine that he’s not extremely ticklish in the usual spots,, but has several more specific or unique spots that really get to him.
coz then it means that he can pull off the “I’m too tough to be ticklish” facade :D
so i guess like 3/10, unless you find his spots 👍🏼
2. where is their most ticklish spot(s)?
i’m thinking back of legs and neck? like he can handle prods to his ribs and stomach just fine, but then as soon as you squeeze at his his calves/hamstrings, or scratch at the back of his knee he’s done for. i also love giving stoic “no bullshit” characters cute tickle spots, like neck and ears. spots that make them go super squeaking and giggly against their will
5. do they enjoy tickling? if yes, is it a fun platonic/familial thing?
he thinks it’s childish and hates the way he loses all control,, but secretly LOVES wrestling and having tickle fights with his friends. he loves make his friends laugh and lovessss when he’s winning
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Foolish
1. on a scale of 1-10, how ticklish are they?
8/10. super tickly, super giggly. will laugh at the thought/threat of being tickled alone, and is definitely the type to go “Whihy am Ihi eheven lahahaughihing??!” when he does
definitely receptive to teases and anticipation
2. where is their most ticklish spot(s)?
ok i’ve discussed this with @covenofwives a lot. but in real life, sharks have this thingy alone their side called the “lateral line” which they can use to sense motion and vibration under water…
and to me (and to coven), it just sounds like this line would be super super tickly hehe. therefore i hc sides to be cfoosh’s worst spot, along with his nose!! because look at all those nerves up there!! plus google claims that sharks have canonically ticklish noses so 🤷🏼♀️
5. do they enjoy tickling? if yes, is it a fun platonic/familial thing?
i like hcing foolish to just see tickling as something fun to do with his friends, and also just in a very simple way in general
like to foolish, tickling is a way to make someone laugh, and if he is tickled then he will laugh too. this means he overreacts to certain tickles, purely because he’s anticipating it to tickle
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Sapnap
1. on a scale of 1-10, how ticklish are they?
i’d say a good 7/10. like he’s got his spots that don’t tickle much. but then his spots that REALLY tickle hehe. he’s ticklish enough that he can be reduced to helpless cackles, but not enough that he can be tickled by the wind
2. where is their most ticklish spot(s)?
i forget how much i have him mapped out omgggg
so for csappy, i hc his death spots to be thighs, armpits/chest and feet. like as soon as you get hold of any of these spots he goes ballistic, which makes the spots impossible to tickle for long unless he’s held down (or given a weakness potion hehe)
i also LOVE giving sapnap tummy as a melt spot omfg. like kneading into his tummy makes such bubbly giggles, and also turns him to putty. it’s the spot that makes him collapse. light skitters there also makes him squeak which is entirely embarrassing for him
5. do they enjoy tickling? if yes, is it a fun platonic/familial thing?
whether he admits it or not,, being tickled is something that calms him. pain and moodiness can instantly be squashed by a few prods and squeezes. it’s also something very familiar to him,, for i hc tickling to be prevalent within his relationships with both the dream team and karlnapity
he adores tickling his friends and fiancés 🥺 he loves tickle fights so much. it’s a fun way to prove strength and winning is so entirely worth any tickles that come his way. despite loving giving out rough tickles, being in relationship with karl and quackity coaxes out a much softer side of him. he can be such a comforting ler if he needs/wants to be.
🦙🦙🦙…
George
1. on a scale of 1-10, how ticklish are they?
9/10 like omg he’s the cutest little thing. good luck taming his feral-ness though, you may need someone to help hold him down coz he is squirmy
2. where is their most ticklish spot(s)?
again,, i just have cgogs mapped out entirely. he has ONE particular rib that is his death spot, as well as the backs of his thighs and armpits. any technique works
the ball of his foot and toes are also super tickly, as well as his back and spine (thank you coven). i hc his tummy to be his favourite spot, and it produces the definition of sweet, melodic laughter. he can just lose himself to the tickles, and he barely fights back. he’s also super feather sensitive, particularly on the ears and sides. palms are also a melt spot (thank you @cayjno )
5. do they enjoy tickling? if yes, is it a fun platonic/familial thing?
he’s usually on the receiving end, but he doesn’t hate it. he loves laughing and having fun with his friends. he enjoys the wrestling and adores getting the chance for revenge or just whenever he has the upper hand in general. the flustered lee!gogy —> evil ler!gogy switch is incredibly fast, and incredibly terrifying
Foolish snickered as he continued zeroing in on Punz’s bottommost ribs right above his sides
“Oh not here? Well you should’ve thought about that before taking the last chicken wing”
Punz twisted and writhed beneath foolish but foolish has many years of practice both being the one pinned down and being the pinner seeing as he’s a middle sibling where as Punz being the youngest is really only used to being pinned down and so all his attempts at escape were futile as foolish knew just how to counter act it
“NAHAHHA STAHHAPP IHITT LEHETT MEEHEHE GOHOHOHO!”
Foolish shook his head as he scoffed
Do
“Oh no you’re not getting off that easy, we’re staying here until you apologize for eating my last wing and agree to buy me more”
Punz shakes his head as he manages an are you crazy look at foolish through his crazy laughter
Foolish rolls his eyes a fire in them as he moves to Punz’s middle ribs, hearing his laughter die ever so slightly he moves to try the area where his ribs stick out just above his stomach. He is quickly rewarded with a squeak and revitalized laughter, Punz’s laugh now more high pitched as foolish precisely pinched lightly at the bones
“Punz, there’s this saying that when you share food, it’s polite to offer the last one to that person.”
Punz shakes his head through his wild laughter still trying to sass despite being so lost in his laughter
“Yea yea whatever the risk of death is worth it but also hello did you forget I can just turn my ticklishness off? Boy I bet right now you’re wishing you could do that aren’t you?”
Punz didn’t even have time to try to answer before a squeal left his mouth and his squirming increased as foolish began targeting his top most ribs
Foolish laughed his laugh quickly turning to his hiccupy squeaky laugh, commonly referred to as his windex laugh causing him to pause the tickling to recollect himself for a good moment or two before finally being able to speak
“Did you just squeak?!”
Punz blushed a light red as he rolled his eyes
“You say that as if you weren’t literally just squeak laughing for like a ten seconds straight mr windex bottle”
Foolish’s facial expression steeled before he grinned shaking his head
“Oh you are so done for, you are apologizing and you are buying me more wings”
He wastes no time scribbling all up and down Punz’s ribs and even sneaking a few scribbles onto ribs right above his stomach, but then he smirks going right back to his top most ribs as he noticed Punz’s laughter had gotten increasingly frantic. He pauses for the last time his fingers dangerously resting on that spot just above Punz’s ribs but just below his armpits
“Oh what’s this another little gold mine? Hmm such a tiny little spot but it seems to be very ticklish… Tell me Punz… is it?”
Punz is panting lightly as he giggles residually using the last bit of his sass to say
“Lihihikkehehe… ihihiddd ehehevveerr… tehell your dumb butt”
Yep that was it he was done for, foolish gasped and then scoffed shaking his head
“Alright well looks like instead of being at risk of being the victim of a murder I’m instead gonna be ask risk of being the murderer”
He quickly got to work his thumbs scirbbling at the area just below Punz’s armpits and just above his ribs, his other fingers working to reach as many of his top ribs as he could scribbling away at them as well,Punz shrieked his laughter coming out in near screams as he thrashed beneath foolish
"There are way too many 'bros' in this room right now," Karl groans, begrudgingly turning on Fight Club, as per request of more than half the room. "I cannot be the only one that wants to watch the new Top Gun."
"Yaknow, moustaches just aren't really my thing," Foolish shrugs, flopping down next to Sapnap with a bowl of popcorn in his lap. When Sapnap digs his hand into the bowl and stuffs his face with an entire handful, Foolish swats him, "hey!"
"What?" Sapnap laughs, mouth full.
"Dude," Punz scrunches up his nose, "gross."
"What's gross is the lack of appreciation for Miles Teller's abs," Karl sighs under his breath.
Sapnap throws a piece of popcorn at the back of Karl's head, "quit being a baby."
Karl just rolls his eyes before settling down under a blanket next to Punz, the two of them sharing the smaller of the two couches.
Sapnap fidgets from the very beginning of the movie, energy swelling while they watch. He goes from bouncing his leg to tapping it, and from tapping his leg to humming a tune that's just barely audible.
Unconsciously, Tina places her hand on Sapnap's, which is stationery on his lap. She absentmindedly traces shapes on his thighs, humming a different song along with him.
Sapnap's focus on the movie slips away as he bites hard on his lip, trying not to twitch away from Tina. When he finger strays a little closer to his inner thigh, he makes a squeak in the back of his throat. It's loud enough for Tina and Foolish to hear on either side of him, but not loud enough to reach Punz and Karl.
"Ohh, Sappynappy," Tina teases in a whisper, "I forgot that you were ticklish."
Sapnap blushes, stopping her hand with his. "Barely," he scoffs.
Tina spares a glance at Foolish, and they wordlessly communicate in a way that Sapnap misses in his attempts to refocus on the movie.
Foolish wraps his arms around Sapnap's waist, grabbing the hand away that covers Tina's. He wiggles his fingers where they land on Sapnap's sides, and Tina starts pinching his thighs.
Sapnap squeezes his eyes shut as hard as he can in an attempt to stifle the giggles that quickly fails when Tina squeezes a sensitive spot.
"Hehey!" He giggles, pushing on Foolish's arms. "Fuhuhuck ohohoff!"
Punz and Karl remain focused on the TV, used to the usual shenanigans. Karl blindly throws back the popcorn kernel that Sapnap had thrown at him earlier, getting Foolish's attention. "Go for his armpits!"
"No no no no no- FUHUHUCK!" Sapnap screams.
Karl just laughs, looking at Punz, "next time we're watching Top Gun."
-He's so ticklish oh my gosh! Like a simple poke to his side causes him to jump 50 feet in the air! This man's nervous system works overtime to make him this ticklish!
-Big strong man being taken down by a few pokes, how adorable!
-His laughter is always high pitched and hiccupy and it's so adorable no matter where you tickle him, his worst spot or melt spot either way its the same just different volumes
-"AEHEHEYE!"
-He's got a habit of constantly repeating "It Tickles" when he's being tickled because that's all that's going on in his brain when it happens and it's so freaking cute!
-He's also gained a habit of covering his face when he's being tickled, it's a habit all of the boys are trying to get him to break we all want to see his beautiful smile! /p
-He can either ask or not, it depends on how intense the lee mood is and who he's talking to!
-His biceps are ticklish (Someone had to say it! They so are! /hj /lh /pos)
-He's also got ticklish ears, I feel it!
-Stan Foolish Honestly!
Ler!Foolish:
-STRONG, STRONG, STRONG, BIG MSCULES
-He will absolutely 1000% pull any lee into his lap/use his strength to his advantage! Whenever he gets the chance to and just tickle tickle tickle alll over there tickle spots!
-He loves a chase and is always up for a challenge, he will definitely push his Lee in the right direction just to make it more fun/better for them!
-He's never afraid of revenge if anything you should be the one running if you try to get him first and think that nothing will happen! /j /pos /lh
-He's a tickle monster for sure! He's practically a human shark already! He's going to pull out all of the stops to make it tickle the most for his Lee!
-He loves making Lee's blush and seeing their different reactions and trying new things
-He's a very fun ler! But can be ruthless without meaning to be at times, I suggest a code word for him for safety measures so it's fun for everyone!
Now time for SappyNap!!!
Lee!Sapnap:
-He's a nervous giggler!/giggler in general! He giggles a loot in a Lee mood, it's clear to tell when he's in one because of how much he giggles! Freaking Gigglenap over here! So adorable!
-He's a less of a fighter and more of a blocker when it comes to being tickled but he's a walking tickle spot too so hiding his spots doesn't really help, but hey that won't stop him from trying!
-He's got a ticklish chest! I just wanted to point it out! It's so cute!
-I feel like his ribs are pretty bad too considering the clip of Ler!Punz and Lee!Sapnap we got blessed with the other day!
-He won't admit it but when his Lee mood is really really bad his stomach becomes a lot more ticklish than it normally would be, hense why our sweetie pies got the giggles so often!
-Karl found that out himself, it was a great discovery that he immediately told everyone about in a group chat ^^
-He's so sassy and stubborn when he's Lee it's so fun
-He loves provoking others too that's a big one! He won't ever admit it! That he wants tickles!
-We Love Lee Sapnap/Sapnap in general just saying!
Ler!Sapnap:
-HE IS SO TEASEY OMG!
-And Fast like?! He won the Mr Beast tag video sooo if you start a chase with him be prepared to be found and tickled one way or the other!
-His teases vary from teasy tones, to baby talk and even wiggling fingers, they differ depending on the Lee and what they prefer!
-He absolutely 10000% laughs along with his Lee! The sound of their laughter is infectious to him and he adores it so much he can't help but giggle along too!
-He likes skittering his fingers along someone's tickle spots and going "Tickletickletickletickle"
-He's a sucker for tickle games like arms up or truth or tickle honestly anything that involves him getting to wreck someone he's in!
-Him and the others have a competition sometimes for who's the best ler and he plans to keep his crown!
-He gives certain looks at his Lee/Lee's when he's about to get them!
-He's a great tickle monster and plays the role perfectly!
-Honestly more of a Ler-Lean in my opinion but still so freaking adorable!!
These were so much fun I hope you all enjoyedd Goodnight everyone I am crashing! Sleep well my friends! Take care of yourself and have a great day! You truly deserve it!
