#ler!harry

[sleepysheepytea]

how harry should have handled this situation

i forgot how much i love these goobers

mr four eyes and the blond bitchboy i missed drawing them so i did

I HAVE SO MANY THINGS I WANNA DRAW HELPMEEE BE PREPARED FOR MORE RANDOMNESS (def more project hail mary. this is a warning. i have sketches ready.)

[lilactickles]

I imagine this transitional period between draco being an asshat & him slowly moving into the friend group / getting ✨ closer ✨ to harry - where he is just starting to open up and practice being a normal & kind human being (level: hard) & harry throws a playful poke to his side during a game or something and draco just…jumps out of his skin and then there’s a pause where they’re thinking like, ‘a few months ago this would be the weirdest thing ever’ and draco would naturally start raging in response to feeling embarrassed but now he’s just bright red and stuttering through his attempts at acting natural and harry smirks and finally feels comfortable teasing him back / giving him a taste of his own medicine and playfully mocking him because that reaction was raaaaather peculiar for big bad draco 🫢

[leegemma]

Hi! It's Gemma.

So I wrote this one really really quickly and I only now realized that I was supposed to work on my marvel one 😫. So I am so sorry and I promise to finish the marvel one very soon.

This one is a harry potter one! Now, here's the thing: last time i watched a Harry Potter movie was probably 5 years ago. But I was a huge fan when I was younger, so I hope it's fine.

Enjoy:))

Warning:

This is a tickle fic!!!

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You looked up to the sky, looking at the pretty sky on this pretty summer day. You were sitting outside next to the lake with your three best friends. Chatting about anything.

"We'll have to take an exam later today. Have you prepared, Ronald?" Hermione turned to look at the scared looking Ron.

"I- I don't want to answer that!" Ron huffed and crossed his arms.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Of course you don't. Harry, what about you?"

Harry, who was looking lost in thought (as always), turned to hermione. "Hm?"

Hermione groaned. "Seriously, you two! You have to study more! I bet y/n did!"

All three heads turned to you, which made you blush slightly.

"I uhh... yeah, I think I'm ready."

Hermione proudly at you. "That's what I'm talking about!"

She went to pull you in for a friendly side hug but was stopped when Ron poked her side. Instead, she squealed and jumped. "Ronald!"

You looked over to see Ron smirking a bit at Hermione, then shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe that'll get you to stop annoying me and Harry." He then jumped right at the girl and started tickling her mercilessly.

You quickly jumped out of their way and crawled over to where harry was sitting.

"You don't want to get in their little fight?" He asked you, an amused expression on his face.

You shook your head and smiled at him. "If anyone ever found out how ticklish I am I don't think I'll be able to walk aro-" you slapped your head onto your mouth. Eyes widening.

Suddenly Hermione's hysterical laughter calmed down and you looked over to see both her and Ron staring at you blankly. Only starting to smirk evily a couple of seconds after realizing.

You got up and went to hide behind Harry.

"N-no! Harry's not gonna let you!"

"Let us what, y/n?" Ron asked teasingly.

"Why do you look so scared, y/n?" Hermione started wiggling her fingers towards you.

"Stohop! Harry, help!" You held on to his shoulders while he was still sitting on the grass.

"No can do." He shrugged again, a smile on his face this time.

"Jeherk" you giggled in anticipation, trying to protect yourself from the two monsters who were slowly making their way towards you.

"No. I don't think we will." With that, Ron quickly grabbed your arms and wrestled you to the ground gently. Managing to pin your arms over your head while he sat behind your head.

"That's great, thank you Ron." Hermione came over and sat on your hips. Giggling with you as she started slowly stroking your neck.

After about a minute of gentle tickles, Ron was starting to get bored and decided to take matters to his own hands by quickly letting go of your wrists and digging into your armpits. Making you scream.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I guess that means go..." and with that, she started kneading your sides and hips.

"Harry! Get her legs and feet!" Ron yelled.

Harry seemed to think about it for a while, then nodded and walked over. Sitting next to your legs and digging under your knees.

"I CAHANT ANYHYMORE!" You finally said after a few minutes of heaven torture.

The three giggled and got off you. Hermione immidiatly going in to hug you and the boys slowly joining in.

"I hope we didn't take it too far?" She moved a piece of your hair behind your ear.

You shook your head, your face heating up. "It was actually kind of fun..."

Ron started smirking again and was just about to poke your side when you moved out of the way. "Buhut noho mohore! I had enough for today"

Ron went back to hugging you. "Whatever you say..."

[tickletastic]

PRNDL

Fandom: The Society

Ship: Harry/Allie

Summary: Its been three years of fugitive and somehow Allie has managed to hide the fact that she can't drive... until now. Day seven of Miya and Mia's Tickletober: playtime!

Allie was only mildly embarrassed when she confided in Will, on the eve of the annual game of fugitive, that she had never in fact learned how to drive. She was far too embarrassed to share with Harry, who had given her the shiny keys to one of his mom’s untouched cars, eyes bright as he promised she wouldn’t be able to catch him. She feared that he may be right when Will hysterically attempted to explain the gas pedal and the brake to her in the middle of the driveway at 4am. She thought she understood, kind of, but it didn’t stop her nervousness from clouding her need to win the competition.

Nearly 24 hours later, she finds herself in a sleek, black Rolls Royce, waiting for Harry to blow the horn. He introduces the rules, as he has for the past two years, and reminds the group of the teams, which had been pinned up at city hall for going on three weeks. He smiles a cheeky, private smile in Allie’s direction before letting the horn off, bolting off to hide. 

The mandatory few seconds go by and Allie watches as the cars around her rip down the road, off to hunt their prey. She stalls, looking around at the emptiness that has become in the last minute or so, before putting her foot on the gas. She jolts forward with the car’s speed as it tears down the road, going from 0 to 60 in less than 10 seconds. The speed scares her enough to take her foot off entirely until she is comfortably coasting at a moderate 20mph. She realizes she’s going slow, but she’s too scared to go any faster. Surely she’ll still be able to find someone. 

She spends an entire twenty minutes slowly coasting, having only traveled a total of two blocks. She’s realising now that she’s never had to go through being on the ‘it’ end of fugitive, and it’s a lot harder than just running and curling up somewhere dark. 

She slows to a stop, deciding that she can walk faster than she’s comfortable driving at, grabbing the flashlight Harry had told her was stored in the glove box.

Allie wonders, as she walks down the well-lit street, how they’ve managed to keep the lights on for as long as they have. The game, played on the last day of summer every year, would’ve been kind of eerie in the dark. Suddenly, she hears a rustle in the twigs behind her and turns quickly, but sees nothing there. She stands still, skeptical that someone isn’t hiding in the bushes, until she sees a car turn on the street, their headlights illuminating her and everything around her, and her eyes fall on Harry’s face in the bushes.

“You asshole,” Allie yells, stomping over to him, “you would’ve scared the crap out of me!”

“And that’s my fault, how?” Harry laughs, stepping out from behind the bush, “aren’t you supposed to be in a car anyway? I’ve been waiting like an hour for you to drive past.”

Allie cheeks dust pink, her hands suddenly seemingly incredibly interesting to her. “I, uh- Harry, I don’t know how to drive.”

Harry bursts out laughing, sputtering out between breaths, asking Allie why she hadn’t just told him, saying that he would have taught her years ago, that he would have even given her one of the cars in his driveway. When he looks up, Allie is blushing to her ears, expression caught between embarrassment and frustration. Harry tries to gather himself, panting a little as he catches his breath.

“Hey,” he says, grabbing Allie in a hug, “you could’ve just asked me to teach you.”’

“Maybe I didn’t want some asshole to teach me how to drive,” Allie teases, jokingly fighting out of Harry’s hug. Harry holds fast until Allie starts pinching his ribs and he yelps, bringing them both to the ground. He recovers quickly during their continued wrestling, and gets Allie pinned. 

“Bad choice, Allie,” Harry grins mischievously, a brush stroke away from a smirk. “This is what happens when you get caught by a fugitive instead of the other way around.” 

Harry’s fingers make quick work teasing Allie’s ribs, and she’s quick to start giggling, shaking her head and desperately trying to grab Harry’s hands. She snorts when Harry pinches her bottom ribs, arching her back off the ground. She’s trashing everywhere, legs kicking, arms grappling for Harry’s. 

He spiders his fingers over Allie’s collarbones and her giggles get shrill while she tries to block his fingers with her shoulders. “Hahaharry nohoho! Ihihit tihihickles! Ihiht tickles! I’m sohohory!”

“Well,” Harry says, making a show of leaning his chin on his fist, “I don’t think I’m satisfied.”

His fingers spider down to her tummy and she screeches, hiccuping and snorting when she writhes in the grass. Harry drills into her hips and squeezes the skin above her belly button, relishing in how hard she laughs and shouts each time. Eventually he slows down, letting up and rolling onto his side in the grass next to her. 

“You alright, Allie?”

She rolls onto her side to face him, leaning on her elbow. She leans forward and kisses him, tangling the fingers of her free hand in his hair. “I am, but you’re evil,” she laughs when they part. 

Harry stays frozen in place, staring at her with wide eyes after they had pulled apart. She grins back at him, eyes sparkling. He’s snapped out of his trance when Allie spiders fingers under his chin, pulling back with a squeal. She gets up and runs, giggling as she goes.

“Oh, you’re so gonna get it, Pressman.”

[sfw-mcu]

Part 1

Part 2

Harry and the Tickling Charm

Drarry fic

The next morning, Harry and Draco refused to look at each other, much less speak. Hermione almost immediately noticed the lack of snarky comments, and asked Harry tactfully about it. "Oh, that twit hasn't said anything? I hadn't noticed. The quiet is lovely." Harry said, his voice squeaking ever so slightly. Draco was also questioned, to which he of course proptly replied shut up. 

He saw Harry in the Halls several times before Charms class, and he averted his eyes every time. He couldn't ignore the feeling which bubbled up inside him every time he saw Harry, so he decided to deny it instead. When they got to Charms, Hermione and Ron saw the lines forming and followed suit, but both were quite surprised to see the enemies facing each other. Ron noticed it much later than 'Mione of course, being so much less observant.

Harry and Draco faced each other, but both looked in other directions, the taller at the wall, the shorter at the floor. "Take your wands out, line B. You will be practicing today," said Flitwick, who after clearing his throat, added, "Hopefully there won't be any more incidents today."

Draco blushed, something he would later adamantly deny, and Harry simply let out an awkward chuckle. This got the other two members of the golden trio even more confused, what were they both so embarrassed about? Hermione filed it away to discuss later, and Ron soon forgot about it. Harry was twirling his wand in his hand, and Draco was fixing and refixing his hair.

"You may now cast Rictusempra." Wands swished down the line, and a murmured rictusempra fell. Draco, trying desperately to keep his composure as the sensation hit his neck, only succeeded in making himself snort before pouring giggles out like a fountain. And like a fountain it was, for it was bubbly, joyful even, and the first time most people had seen the stoic boy genuinely laugh.

Harry felt the same flutter in his chest that he had read about in so many books. (All that time in a closet led to a lot of reading.) He felt himself wanting to smile along with the other. Who wouldn't, looking at the pretty face scrunched up in giggles, shoulders high, trying desperately to remove the ticklish sensation from his neck.

Harry got a sudden curiosity, and let his wand travel down, to where Draco's hips met his stomach, which, to Harry's delight, made Draco's laughter pour from his mouth, forcing him to slowly fall to his knees, clutching around himself, as the ticklish sensation slowly drove him mad. Draco, unlike Harry, was far too proud to plead even as his lungs were failing him, but as he fell to the ground in ticklish agony Harry realized he should let up.

He let the spell travel back into his wand, and he stepped across the aisle, blissfully unaware of the silent glances exchanged all around, and he helped the blonde to his feet, not being able to resist "accidentally" fluttering his fingers against the taller boy's ribs, not being shocked when Draco bent over once more, and gently swatted his hand away as he murmured a quiet "Stohoopp!" that made Harry's heart melt.

He then left the boy alone as his own blush crept up to his ears, and the other was red from laughter, stark against his pale face. This didn't, however, prevent them from stealing glances at each other as they were placing their things away. Harry certainly had some explaining to do, Hermione thought as she lifted her own books and headed down the hall. She tactfully waited, though, so as to save face for Harry.

Later that afternoon, however, out on the grounds, she instantly attacked him with questions such as, "What in the bloody hell was that Harry?" and "What is going on between you two?" "Why did you seem so happy?" among others. He couldn't answer any of them, and shyly shook his head, before going to his room to think. Harry could never see Draco the same way again. Draco, meanwhile, was having similar thoughts in his own dorm room.

@veryblushyswitch Here's pt 2, it was kinda rushed but here ya go! Hope ya like it.

[sugars-fluffy-escapes]

Ler!Harry Osborn Headcanons

TASM!Harry x reader (ft. Peter and Gwen again)

Strictly SFW; full of fluff and rather flustering, please expect a bunch of self indulgent bullshit 💚

Note: Again I repeat Harry Osborn deserves the world and I love him. And for the sake of these hcs let's just pretend he didn't become the Goblin because he was successfully cured and he's still friends with Peter and the clock tower tragedy never happened T-T

This headcanon post is another collab with @chailattef because both of us absolutely adore Harry and have a plethora of headcanons to share (and still do so this'll def get a part 2 along with the lee!Harry headcanons) So I hope you enjoy these headcanons we've conjured up!!!

Headcanons under the cut

Ahaaa... You're completely and utterly done for if Harry finds out you're ticklish-

Harry is TERRIFYING as a ler but not because he's ruthless or mean about it (he's a sweetheart and I stand by that)

What makes him a terrifying ler is that he's genuinely having so much fun tickling you, and he's gonna repeatedly TELL YOU how much fun it is

And if you're a lee who is shy or easily flustered, it's HELL (not that you mind 🥴)

"Hahaharryyyyy! DohOHON'T juhuhust sahahahay thahahaaaaat!"

"Buhut ihihit's truhuhue! IhIt's fuhuhun to tickle youhou!"

*cue you screaming into your hands or hiding your face because this angel genuinely does not understand just how badly he flusters you (or maybe he does~ teasy little shit /lh)*

One of his FAVORITE things to do is to teasingly wiggle his fingers closer and closer and right when he's mere centimeters away from your tickle spot he'll stop because you YELP and he finds it cute (he'll tell you that too)

Harry LOVES anticipation. Seriously. He will build it up as much as he possibly can before it starts getting to him too and he can't hold off on tickling you any longer. He'll also tell you he couldn't wait any longer cause he really wanted to tickle you (AGAJAJSJDKSKDN 🤭 This sweetheart just really likes you and he really likes your laugh okay? 🥺)

The first time he tickled you was after you tickled him for the first time. This cinnamon roll had so much fun because it's just so affectionate and joy inducing and he felt so loved so of course he's gonna wanna tickle you back (he's touch starved to hell and back 🥺. Again I say, fuck you Norman Osborn 🖕🏾)

Being a ler is just the perfect opportunity to let out ALLLLLLL his playfulness. I mean ALL of it. Brace yourself lmfao

He's gonna cutesy talk you (fuckin Peter TAUGHT him how to cutesy talk a lee because he's a little shit LMAO) and you cannot do anything about it

How did Peter teach Harry? By wrecking him with tickles and using the cutesy talk on HIM

"Peter. Can you teach me that?"

"What, the cutesy talk?"

"Yehes! I want to know how to do that!"

"Yeah? Ahalright."

*cue Peter tackling Harry to the floor and using every last bit of cutesy talk he knows while tickling him (I mean, it WORKED, so)*

You know the breathy, whispery, sort of cutesy talk? Yeah. That's Harry's specialty (and this headcanon is totally not because of that dream I had where Harry nuzzled my nose and cutesy-talked me like that. Totally not /s)

When you find out that PETER taught him and threaten to kill Peter or kick his ass for giving Harry such tactics, you are in TROUBLE

"IhIhI'm gohohohonna kihihihill youhou, PeheheHETEHEHERRR!"

"Ahh... Threats are off limits. I think you need an attitude adjustment, Y/N."

*cue Harry absolutely wrecking your shit (which he's scarily good at for not having much experience with tickling in general)*

He's terrifyingly good at cutesy talk and he's always got that ADORABLE smile on his face. Fully expect him to be giggling along with you when he cutesy talks you (somehow it makes it even MORE flustering if he's also giggling)

"Whahat's wrong~? It tickles? Yeah? YEAH~? IhIt's suhupposed to! It's supposed toooooo~!"

Sometimes though, he'll get all pretend serious and your heart just DROPS and you SHRIEK- at which point Harry starts giggling again. He knows what he's doing (adorable meanie)

Adorably fun fact: Harry is the only person who can genuinely catch Peter off guard to the FULLEST extent with tickling, because the spidey senses don't see him as a threat (cute. CUTE. ADORABLE. HELP)

You're gonna get ganged up on with tickles by Peter and Harry. A lot. I mean like every time the three of you are in a room together

They LOVE bouncing teases off each other. Their teamwork when it comes to flustering you is honestly adorable.

There's one in particular that they ALWAYS do and it kills you- They'll be tickling the daylights out of you and acting like they're typing on a computer (evil. EVIL) Harry's nails tickle so badly it's not even funny

"Peter, why is the computer giggling?"

"I uh... I couldn't tell you, but something's clearly wrong with it. It keeps moving and messing up my typing!"

"Fuhuhuhuck bohohoth ohohohof youhouhou!"

"WOAH! The computer's swearing, Harry!"

"Oh well, it's clearly gained sentience. We gotta teach it some manners."

*cue the tickling getting a good ten times worse (again, not that you mind at all)*

In the instances where you plead for Gwen to save you, she'll come to your rescue and tickle both of them to the ground and absolutely destroy them with tickles

"You two never learn. Do you?"

And they don't DARE try to get her back either LMAO. They're too scared. She's got this badass intimidating glare and the moment they see it they're backing down from retaliating

However, if you make a smart remark while they're getting wrecked, they're gonna come after you as soon as they've recovered from laughing. And then, just simply call for Gwen again and those two adorable fools will be wrecked again and this time you'll be helping

"Noho, they clearly don't ever learn."

Harry loves getting sassy with you when he's tickling you and it's so cute

"Youhour nahahahails ahahare soHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!"

"Really? They're prehetty flawless to me~"

This honey bun is so ADAMANT about loving your smile and your laugh no matter how embarrassed or ashamed you feel about them, and he will bluntly tell you with the cutest look in his eyes. Pure honesty

"Wait! Please don't hide. I really like your smile!"

"Nooo. Don't suppress any of your laughter. Y/N, your laugh is adorable."

*cue you then hiding your burning face because Harry's being so genuine and sweet and you can't handle it 💖*

Sometime when you sass him he'll challenge you to repeat what you said and his tone of voice just tells you that you're absolutely screwed

"Look me in the eyes and say that again."

*cue you SQUEAKING and hiding your face while Harry genuinely audibly goes "awww" because you're so CUTE*

He has so. much. fun. making you laugh (this precious cinnamon bun deserves the universe) He likes you and seeing you all bubbly and giggly just warms his heart and makes him so happy. Please just give him all the love he deserves he world

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I CANNOT I CANNOT HARRY IS SO PRECIOUS PLS- @chailattef has just amplified my love for Harry a million times over /gen /pos

Seriously someone show Harry some affection rn he's an angel and he was so screwed over in the movie 🥺

[astraltickles]

A giggly Saturday afternoon

Harry/Ginny

Summary: Harry tries his hand at joining in on family antics / Ginny learns that seeking shelter in Harry’s arms doesn’t always work out in her favour (or does it??)

a/n: this one was a struggle. not entirely happy but figured I might as well post it bc I’m not going to love everything that I write and that’s okay 👍🏻 (is also v smol)

It was ten past noon on a suspiciously sunny Saturday afternoon at The Burrow, and Harry was lazily lounging in a brown over-sized armchair in the sitting room and reading a book about famous witch’s and wizards who had disappeared during quidditch match’s through history. He had been enjoying relaxing to the sound of distant shrieks and giggles coming from somewhere above him, which was almost definitely the result of an infamous Weasley sibling tickle fight; a remarkably familiar sound to Harry in his weeks staying at The Weasleys for Christmas.

His concentration was disrupted shortly after, not at all to Harry’s dismay, by a series of loud, quickly paced thumps coming down the stairs followed by a flash of Ginny Weasley’s radiant red hair, and again by her petite frame as she burst into the room huffing and puffing.

Not seconds later, Fred and George apparated into the room with a *pop*.

“Quick, George - get her!”

Ginny squealed and giggled frantically. “Noho!”

She half ran, half stumbled over to Harry and threw her body onto his, allowing him to instinctively wrap his arms around her waist and her to lean back into his chest, panting and sputtering in attempt to catch her breath.

Fred and George groaned in defeat and murmured threats such as ‘you got lucky this time’ and ‘he wont be able to save you everyday’ while they both sunk down into seats in the lounge, catching their breaths after what appeared to be quite the chase. 

In a burst of infatuation-fuelled confidence, Harry smirked. “Ginny?” he said softly, trailing off slightly. 

“Yeah?” 

“..what makes you think that you’re safe with me?” 

Harry could basically feel Fred and George’s excited grins from across the room, and he could definitely feel Ginny tensing up in his arms, her breath audibly hitched in her throat. 

Harry flushed at his own words; he wasn't necessarily the teasing type. Yet he found himself maintaining his grin as Ginny’s eyes widened in something that appeared to be a mix of shock, fear and excitement. She fidgeted awkwardly in Harry’s lap. 

“uhm..w-what do you mean?” The pale skin behind her orange freckles on her cheeks and nose flushed deep red. 

Harry decided that he wasn’t one to tease with wit or humor, that was Ron’s niche. So he decided to lay out the facts instead.

“You know that I’ve seen you being tickled by your brothers before, right?”

“i-” 

“So you know that I know that you’re ticklish” Harry interrupted her before she could respond, his excitement getting the best of him. “and where”

“uh-”

“But you’re not worried that I might try to tickle you?” 

Ginny’s face was flaming hot.

“Harry-”

“Do you wan’t me to?”

She froze, and Harry’s slight smirk turned into a soft smile. He rubbed her back with his left hand and tilted his head slightly, trying to wordlessly communicate that it was okay, and she shouldn’t feel embarrassed.

Harry certainly got a laugh out of watching Fred and George pin her down and mercilessly poke and prod her ribs until she let out ear-splitting shrieks and promised to do their share of the housework for the next week, but he wasnt sure if he wanted to use that particular tactic. He wanted Ginny to feel 100% comfortable in his arms, and Harry himself was more than pleased with the torture he seemed to be inflicting by his words alone in this moment, without having to tickle her to oblivion.

“Because i’d be happy to, if you’d like. You do enjoy it, right?”.

Ginny mumbled her response through her fingers which where now covering her face “myea”

“sorry? what was that?” 

“I guess it..c-could be fun?”

Boy, It had been many years since anyone had heard Ginny weasley stutter.

“well” Harry began. “That’s all I need to hear”

Excitement bubbled through Harry’s chest as he gave Ginny a swift, warm kiss on the cheek and began to skitter the tips of his fingers along her belly. 

To nobodies surprise, she instantly shrieked and began wiggling in his lap. Ginny was suprised at the skill with which Harry was methodically prodding the sensitive flesh by her sides. Her brothers generally went for the fast, clumsy scribble method when tickling her which, although successful, was nothing like this.

“H-Harry!”

Harry beamed at his girlfriends shocked squeal when his nimble fingers found their way inbetween her lower ribs, having the little red head thrashing and laughing in his arms proved to be more enjoyable than he could have anticipated.

“How’s this?” Harry asked casually, as if he wasn’t currently causing the youngest Weasley sibling to wheeze and snort with hysterical laughter.

“It tihihickles!”

“Well then, I must be doing something right, haven’t I?”

Harry briefly locked eyes with Fred and George, who gazed at him with a admiration and approval.

“We haven’t ever got a snort outa her!”

“Lets change that!”

Harry loosened his arms from around Ginny and let her slide and and run for a head start. The house would soon be filled with laughter again, only this time it was three against one.

[sleepysheepytea]

i have problems

im disturbed at how quickly i finished this...

also pls dont crucify me over mistakes I'm literally only halfway through the second movie EHKFJHDE

also draco snorts sorry i don't make the rules

also sry for the lazy background... i got midterms