#ler!jackmanifold

[guesswho873]

Can you do some Lee!Jack Manifold?

Art/Fic/Prompt XD

oh!! you're back!! welcome!! :D it's been long

i will go by fic.

Summary: when there was no one around Wilbur decided to spend some time with jack,jack manifold.

Note: this has swearing, and this is NOT a ship fic.

Ok you can read this now,

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spending some time together

So...

wilbur got out of the van to see the beauty of lmanburg ,he was enjoying the breeze, and the peace and- wait? peace? with tommy and other there, no way.

that's when wilbur noticed that no one was around, he went to some places but still no one was around, but why?

that's when he saw the new member of lmanburg jack, jack manifold.

he joined a few weeks ago,now only wilbur realised he never really talked with him, and this seems like a good time, and besides he don't know if he should trust him or not.

he got closer to the man who was practicing with his sword.

wilbur went behind him and said "you know? hitting air doesn't do shit."

jack flinched, he did not expected wilbur to be right there.

"y-yes sir! s-sorry" jack said and put his sword away and said

"i-i wall do something mor-" jack tried to tell but wilbur said

"no! no it was a joke!! i was just kidding" wilbur said scratching back of his next.

"o-oh yeah, haha good one... sir" jack made a obvious fake laugh.

"no jack, relax you don't have to fake laugh or act formal.." wilbur said.

"ok sir" jack said as they stood there for some awkward mins just staring into each other's souls.

'this is more awkward than my first date, the fuck?!?" wilbur thought and searched for a topic to talk about.

"wanna......practice together?" wilbur said and took out his sword.

"yes sir!" jack said and took out his sword.

wilbur rolled his eyes at the formal response.

and the practice started and they had a match, it didn't take long before wilbur realised that jack was losing on purpose, he frowned

"jackmanifold! we are going to have a match, and if you lose on purpose, i am kicking you out of this land!!" wilbir said not really meaning it.

"what!?" jack said

"so you were losing on purpose?!" wilbur said frowning again.

jack just looked down and said "i'm sorry,sir"

"you better not repeat this again" wilbir replied and raised his sword.

and the rematch took place, and wilbur was not expecting jack to be this good, it was way better than the other matches.

wilbur had a hard time dodging and hitting jack, jack used the surroundings as well to fight.

But at last Wilbur got the upper hand and Jack's sword fell on the ground , he also tripped back, and Wilbur brought his at Jack's neck and smirked.

"Your tricks were good, but not grea-" before he can finish his sentence, jack tossed sand onto his face, Wilbur fumbled back and coughed.

Jack wasted no time and picked up his sword, Wilbur collected himself together but it was too late, jack knocked Wilbur sword out of his hand and attacked him, now the roles were reversed.

"Ok ugh, I give up!" Wilbur said and jack lowered his sword, with the smug race and shrugged and said "easy" and looked at his eyes and continued with a smug voice "sir" and wilbur's ego couldn't take that.

"Oh, You're so dead, let's rematch!! now!!" Wilbur said and jack agreed.

And that one match turned into many, they really had fun laughing, joking, and roasting eachother.

And on one match, jack was too low on health, so he ran to buy some time while eating to gain some health back.

But Wilbur was right behind him chasing, but jack managed to hide in a tree and breath for a sec.

He saw wilbur running passed the tree that he was hiding so he came down, and ran back to where they were fighting, he finally reached the place and took long breaths.

But before he could move, someone grabbed him from behind, it was wilbur.

Jack struggled,he squirmed and kicked to get out but no use, "leave me now!" jack said, he let go off his formal talk, and wilbur didn't care.

But it was getting hard and hard to hold jack still, so he tightened his grip on his hand, but since he wrapped his hands around Jack's torso area he accidentally squeezed Jack's sides, that got jack off guard and he squeaked and closed his mouth.

Everything went silent, no one was moving, then wilbur realised what had just happened, he smiled or more like,smirked.

Jack started to struggle again, wilbur said in a teasing voice "can you explain what was just that~?"

"Explain what? Noth-*gasp* hehey! Wihihihlbuhahar haha whahahit!" jack started to giggle when Wilbur started to put circles in his sides.

"What? I thought you said it was nothing? What's wrong~ huh?" wilbur asked with a grin.

"nOhoh ahaha, sthohohp! thahahahaht tic- ahHAhaha- wilbur!" jack blushed he was squirmed even more.

"what? is this not enough? you want more?" wilbur said and suddenly squeezes and wiggled his fingers in jack's sides.

"ah- NOhhohohoHo hahaHhHahAHHAhaha, stHOhohop! thhihihihs IHIhis chehHAHheheting!" kack tried even more to escape out of wilbur's grip, but it was no ues.

"and who made the rules agin?" wilbur's said in a sassy way, and jack couldn't answer, his knees gave up, and he melted onto the floor

but wilbur did not make it easy for him, he followed him down, not stopping ones.

"NOHohhoHo! leheHEahahave mehehhe lohahahahahne!! yohaUHAU dihihiHIHIHcikheHEHEAhabad!!" jack said still squirming like a worm.

"*gasp* sir to a dickhead?!? jesus,have some respect!" wilbur said speeding his fingers up and down.

"Ah- HAHAahahahhaAhaHA!! NOHohohohohHoh! wiHIHIhihl!!" jack tried to get up, but the tickling and wilbur's grip was not letting him.

"where you- ptth- mate your face looks so red haha" wilbur giggled at jack's full red face, and this just made it worse.

"NOhohoHohHOhohoho! fuHAHUhahck yHOHOHUhhou!!" javk said as he covered his face with his hands.

"uh ah, no none of that~" wilbur's hands went to squeeze jack's ribs, and the hands came crashing down.

"NOhohohoHOHOHOH HAHAHA! WHIHIhihihil leHEHEHEHEts taKAHAHAhaha abhoHohohut thiHihHIHIHS!, PLHEAHAHSEhahaha!!" jack's already started to plead wilbur.

"omg, and i expect you to battle with us? after those monkey tricks, if one of them pin you and do THIS- *a raspberry on the neck* you gonna be laughing your ass off lihihke a bahahaby haha" wilbur giggled with jack, as he was trashing around.

"oHOHHOKAY HAHAAHAH thahahahaHAHT'S IHhihihit ihihihif HAHAhaha you doHOHON't StoHOHOHhohop thihihihihs in wihihihihl- HAhHAaHAHA-" jack tried to threaten wilbur, but it failed miserably when wilbur went back to his sides and torso.

"do what huh? beg me even more? you little baby?" wilbur said with confidence.

what he didn't expect is that jack put all his energy on his back, and knock him back.

before wilbur could realise what just happened, jack turned around and pinned one of wilbur's hand, and after some fighting jack managed to pin the other hand, and pinned it on top of his head.

"the FUCK!?!" wilbur exclaimed, and was trying to break out of jack's grip.

"huh? maybe those 'monkey tricks' do work, mr.president"

"j-jack let's talk about this" wilbur said even though he knew it wouldn't work.

"no mr.president, you see i am just a pathetic citizen, and see i didn't even know what to do when you attacked me, so i am gonna learn from you now!!" jack said it with sarcasm.

"no there is no- PTTH- HAAHAHAHAHAHAH- THE FUHAHACK!!" wilbur started laughing hysterically when jack blowed a raspberry on his belly.

"IHIHIHIHIH DHIHIHIHIDN'T DOHOHOHOH HAHAHA THAAHHAahhahHHaht tohohohoh youououou hahaHAHA" wilbur said and squirmed left and right,to which jack replied,but still tickling his sides.

"you're the big'dubs, so this is fair" and continued with the raspberries, and wilbir was laughing hard.

"NOHOHOHHO HAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHAHAHAHASE, JAHHAHAHAHAHK STOHOHOHOHP!! HAHAHAHABA IIHIHYS SOHOHOHOH BAHAHAHAD HAHAHA!!" it wasn't even for two mins, and wilbur already was dying.

"omg, forget about me, fuck it, forget about the war, cuz all they need to do is to pin you and tickle you and looks like your will give in so easily,mr.president" jack said and stopped with the raspberries, but he was still lightly scratching on his sides.

"fuhahahHahak yohohoohu" that's all wilbur could get out of his mouth.

and jack frowned "hello? you still at MY mercy!" and to prove that he gave a quick squeeze in wilbur's hips, and wilbur squeaked so loud.

"nonononononono- wait jaHack ple-PLEHEHEHHEALE NOHOHHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEAHAHASE HAHAHAHAHAH!!" wilbur went back to laughing like a mad man, when jack put both both hands to work, but still wilbur couldn't do anything.

"awww? is your hips so ticklish?? you can stand it? hmmm~" jack may or may not have got this information from tommy.

jack drilled his fingers into wilbur's hips, and wilbur almost screamed.

"AHH- HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!HAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH JAHAHAHAHAHHAHAK THAHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAH!!!" wilbur forgot how to even from a proper sentence, the ticklish shockwaves were too much.

it wasn't untill wilbur saw jack took a breath in to blow a raspberry again,he started to take some action,and he used a old trick.

wilbur picked up some of the sand beside him, and was ready to toss it in jack's face, but then jack noticed this and backed up. bingo

wilbur was waiting for this, he tossed the sand back on the ground,and tackled jack, but jack was not going down without a fight.

so after some wrestling, and rolling, wilbur finally got hold of jack and pinned him down.

"YES!! LET'S FUCKING GO!" wilbur said with excitement.

"THAT WAS MY TRICK, YOU PRICK!!" jack exclaimed.

"well, i used it more cleverly." wilbur said smirking.

"that doesn't even- *groan* come on wiilbuuuur!!" jack said.

"hooooow unfortunate, you know i almost feel bad, so you know what i am gonna do?" wilbur asked.

"go fuck yourself?" jack joked.

"nope, even better i just gonna give you the freedom of choosing the spot!" wilbur said and it got jack off gaurd.

"whAt?!, ptth- wil, wil, WIL, you can't do this, come on man!" jack tried to reson with him, but as you would have guessed it, itdidn't work.

"i'm doing it right now, come on jaaaake~" wilbur teased by wiggling his fingers.

"oh my fucking god....." jack started to giggled , he don't know if it was cuz how stupid this is, or the anticipation.

jack can feel his face burning "come on!! juhahst go with it! you asshohohole!!" jack said.

"go wheeeeeereeeeee?~~~, idk jack you should be more specific~~" wilbur acted oblivious.

"i am nohohot sahahaying shit." jack covered his face as it burned even more.

"but there are just tooooooo mannny!! like your sides,belly,ribs,armpits, hips, and that's just the upper body, where it will tickle better? i have no idea, how sa-" jack cut him off.

"god! just SHUT UP!?!, wil, this would have been ended if you do it normaly!" jack said without thinking.

"oh? so you want me to do this?!" wilbur said, jack's whole face was bright red, and went silent.

okey, now wilbur kinda felt bad, but he still can some fun.

"nope, times up, you took a long time, so now i am gonna explore all of them, and you gonna rate them!"

"what?- no wait- hahahahhhaahhaah! i neheHEAhaahver agHEHERD to thHIHIHS hahahahaha!!" jack was back at it yet again.

"jahahahahck,i dihidn't even start mate?" wilbur said, he was just wiggling his fingers close to jack's armpits.

i knhohohow- WIHHIL haHAHAahHAHhah!!! fuhaahhahahahHAHAHAHhahk! haha" jack laughed as wilbur shot up his armpits unexpectedly.

"hmmm~ not bad,but it's got about my opinion, it's about your rating, so?" wilbur said continuing even when jack was squrimming around.

"ihHHIHH'M NOHOHOHOT TEhehehheHehelinhihig, idhihihiot HAhaahBaha!!" jack was stubborn as always.

"fine, then i will just keep going" wilbur demanded and started to ruthlessly scratching jack's armpits.

"EPP- HAHAHAhahahahHahahHAHAHAbahaha! ohohohoHOHOHLEY hahahahahHah fihhiHIHINE hahahah SIHihihHIhix hahaha HAHAHAHA!" jack said.

wilbur finally left his armpits, "okey!, hmmm where else?!" wilbur said and looked down at the breathless man, and then he got it, the knees.

jack saw wilbur turning around and strated to panic "wilbur NO- DON'T I CAN'T HANDLE IT! PLEASE" jack pleaded, as wilbur's hands were on jack's knees.

"oh yeah? how would you rate it?" wilbur asked lifting jack's legs a little bit.

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jack didn't answer, "fine you left me with me no choice!, don't say i didn't warn ya!"

wilbur squeezed both of his knees, and the reaction was immediate, jack kicked his legs, but wilbur was still didn't leave them.

he closed his mouth, and burst out laughing so hysterically

"still don't wanna rate?" wilbur asked, and jack shook his head.

"you lived a good life, good bye" wilbur joked, and tickled both under the knees, and by jack's reaction,maybe wilbur wasn't joking.

"AH- HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHH!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEN HAHHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA STOHOHOHOHOHP!! HAHAHAHAHHA,!" jack finally said it, but the ticking did not stop.

"just a few more mins" wilbur said cooly and jacks's eyes widened.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO *squeak* HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!! WIHIHIHIHIHIL *hic* PLEHEHEHEHASE HAJAHAHAHAH!! MAHEHRHRHRRCY!! PLHEHEHEHESE!!" jack said almost in tears.

"ha! that's what you get for ticking the president!!" wilbur said it and backed off.

jack curled up, and rubbed his knees " you......... motherf*****" jack said breathlessly.

wilbur giggled and layed down near jack.

they talked quietly for sometime, and their eyelids began to drop.

"and other people should not hear about this, especially tommy, got it?" wilbur said as jack nodded.

maybe wilbur could trust jack.....

END

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i am sorry this is so late, and I got lazy at the end so.....

Hope you like this

[secretlyblue12]

Day 9: Costume

Day 9 is here! We're almost a third the way through the month already, what? It's going by so fast XD This one has a lot of people, it's another irl fic but yeah.

“Welcome! Come in,” Phil said, opening the door wide. “It’s about time you got here Wil, everyone else is already in the living room.”

Wilbur shuffled through the door, smiling at the older man who was clad in fake wings, a bathrobe, and his iconic hat. It was Halloween, and he had invited everyone over for a little party amongst their friends, so of course, they all had to dress up as one of their characters. “Sorry, got stuck in traffic, but made it here in one piece.”

They talked and walked at the same time until Wilbur could finally see everyone else. Tommy was just wearing his usual, and it seemed like he was being bullied for it by Jack who had gone all out for his main Minecraft skin costume. Niki was playing mediator of course, though he ould see her giggling more than peacemaking as the two bickered. She was dressed up with a mermaid theme and looked amazing.

On the other side of the room were Tubbo and Ranboo who seemed to be in a similar argument, only Tubbo was holding a Jack o’lantern in front of his face and Ranboo was explaining that “It doesn’t work like that, I can still see you Tubbo.”

“No, you can’t! You’re an enderman. Get into character Boo.” Tubbo teased. “Ooh, I’m spooky- HEY! You can’t hit me, you aren’t meant to be able to see me.”

Ranboo was dressed as a full enderman, mostly just in a suit, but he had made little ender eyes out of paper and cardboard he could throw at people. Tubbo was currently being subjected to that, one of them knocking against the fairy wings he was wearing, and another hitting his bee headband.

“Alright, all you calm the fuck down,” Phil chastised from the doorway. Everyone turned to look at the elytrian at once, their debates fizzling out.

Tommy was the first to react, “Wil! You made it.”

Wilbur chuckled when the younger ran up to hug him, “Yeah, party can start now that I’m here I guess.”

Tommy pulled back, looking at Wil’s costume before pointing out, “See, look! Wil’s just gone as himself too so you can’t be all pissy to me for it!” Which wasn’t true.

“No,” Wilbur said, stopping it before Tommy could get too ahead of himself. “I’m a phantom, don’t get it confused. See, look, I put on make-up to make myself paler.” Which he had, he had even gone out to buy it earlier that week to make sure he’d be ready.

Everyone laughed when Tommy let out a frustrated whine, and the party started back as it had been, people mingling and making their way through the snacks Kristen, who was dressed up as her Goddess of Death, had made for them.

It wasn’t long until the debate over superpowers was brought over to him. Tommy decided to make Niki carry around a glass of water, and whenever Ranboo wanted to walk anywhere he had to throw a pearl in the general area. Tubbo had to jump if he wanted to walk, and Phil had started to chirp in the middle of conversation. It was all good-natured fun, but Jack had pointed out that Wil wasn’t taking on his characters traits.

“What do you want me to do,” He asked, “Turn invisible?”

Jack mumbled something to himself, and Phil turned to look at him, “Yes. We’ll check every once in a while.” He said before reaching out to poke Wil’s side.

Wil squeaked, jumping away from the jab that had sent a shock up his spine, and Phil laughed at him. “Sorry mate, forgot you’re too ticklish for that. Maybe we’ll have to find a different way to test.”

Jack’s eyes lit up though, “No, no, no. That’s perfect. Here, let me try,” He said through a smile that stretched across his whole face before reaching out to tase both of Wilbur’s sides at the same time, only getting more excited when Wil jumped back again with a giggle and tried to rub away the leftover tingles. “Hm, it isn’t working for me either Phil.”

“It’s not going to work you idiot, I can’t go intangible,” Wilbur said, hands coming to lay over his stomach. The others were all distracted in their own conversations, but he didn’t want to risk putting ideas in anyone’s head. Tommy would be poking him nonstop if he saw what was going on. Jack laughed, putting his hands up and looking mischievous.

“Alright, alright. Just checking.”

And Wilbur thought that was going to be the end of it. They chatted for a while longer before everyone joined other groups and walked around. It wasn’t until Wilbur felt hands on either of his sides that he was reminded once again. He squealed, trying to curl up and twist away all at once to face Niki who was giggling excitedly. “Still not intangible then, sorry, just checking.”

Oh, that bastard, Wil thought. He knew Jack had to have been the one to tell her. Tubbo and Kristen just laughed it off, both of them delivering their own few pokes making Wil spin back around to look at them. By the time he had rubbed away the leftover tingles, Niki was gone, and Tubbo was grinning up at him like the cat that got the cream, or more like the bee that got the honey he guessed. “Is that how we’re testing you then? That makes sense. I think that’ll make it fun, I was going to say that you weren’t allowed to stand on the floor but this is so much better.”

Wilbur blushed, giving Tubbo’s face a well-intentioned shove. “Oh, hop-off Bee Boy. We aren’t testing anything unless you think you’ll actually be able to reach through me tonight.”

Tubbo just laughed along, sticking his tongue out at the older. “We’ll see then I guess.” He said, but then decided he was going to go see about getting another one of Kristen’s spider cookies, praising her for her delicious work, and Kristen and Wil were left to talk on their own for a bit. She kept Wil on his toes though, every few minutes she would reach out with her nails, evil nails he decided, and scribble over his side or stomach until Wilbur wiggled away.

Wil pouted at her and whined that he was going to go hang out with Tommy and Ranboo instead, god knows what they were getting into left to their own devices.

He went across the room, finding the duo sitting on either end of the couch, and plopped himself down right in the middle.

“And then I of course I’m going to put fake worms in his bed because, well, who do you take me for. And- Wilbur! My man, come to join the cool kids then?” Tommy said, interrupting himself. Wilbur didn’t think he wanted to know what Tommy was talking about.

“Sure, though I think this is more of the gremlin corner.”

Ranboo laughed while Tommy whined, leaning into Wil’s side and complaining into his ear until he was pushed off. “You’re so loud, going to blow out my eardrum.”

Tommy continued to mope, but Ranboo turned to look at him. “So, I could see everyone’s been testing your power too.” He mentioned casually, and Wil felt his cheeks go a bit pink.

“Don’t you even think about it Ender Boy.”

Tommy perked up though, “Wait, what? I didn’t see anyone doing anything, what’re they making you do?”

Wilbur sent Ranboo a look that said ‘don’t you dare or I will make you pay,’ but the boy must have been feeling bold because he turned to look at Tommy over Wilbur. “They’ve been touching him to see if he’s on the same physical realm as us, it’s really funny. Try it.”

Tommy smacked Wilbur on the side of his head, and Ranboo was sent into a bought of cackly laughter. Wilbur turned to glare at the blonde, While Ranboo stuttered through an explanation of, “N-nohot like thahat! I- Oh my god,” before he reached down and squeezed Wilbur’s side.

The man in the middle jumped, crashing into Tommy, and letting out a stream of giggles when Ranboo didn’t stop at just one. Weakly, he tried to push away the slightly taller teen’s hand, but after the entire night of being tickled every few minutes he couldn’t muster up enough strength to do much.”Ah- Nahaha, Ranhanboo! I-ihihe.”

Tommy’s eyes lit up, and Wilbur could feel laugher rumble through his chest. “Oh ho ho, I see. Here, let me try.”

And then Tommy grabbed his other side, squeezing much faster and with less of a pattern than Ranboo’s steady pace. “TOHohomehehey! NOho- thihis isn’t faihair!”

Wilbur was stuck wiggling between the two boys, not sure which was worse. If it were only one he thought it wouldn’t be as bad, but both of their styles were so different than one another. Tommy dug in more, and Ranboo’s were lighter. Tommy was being fast and rough, as opposed to Ranboo who was lighter and more teasy about it. It really wasn’t fair, he decided.

It only lasted a few minutes before Phil called out from the other side of the room. “Alright, you’re going to kill him at this rate and then he really will be a ghost.” And begrudgingly the two came to a stop. Wil hadn’t realized that everyone was looking at the trio fondly and with content smiles on their faces until he looked to Phil with pink cheeks and saw they had formed one big group. “I think that is enough of testing if Wil can go ghost or not for tonight, besides it’s time to start the movie.”

Wil found he was still in a giggly mood all throughout the rest of the night, but no one else poked or prodded at him, just looking over with a knowing glance and maybe wiggling their fingers in the air every once in a while. He found he didn’t mind, not really, though the teasing gestures never failed to turn him bright red. He could have just agreed with Tommy at the beginning of the night and pretended he was just going as himself, but if he had he wouldn’t have had nearly as much fun.

[scoobit]

You Laugh You Lose

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This is a sfw, platonic tickle fic with Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, Jack, and Ranboo

IRL fic

Lee Wilbur, implied lee Ranboo, and Ler Tommy Tubbo and Jack

Tw! Kind of rough tickles and swearing but I think that's it, let me know if I missed something

Just a heads up this will be inaccurate to the actual video, most of the stuff I wrote is just for the fic and didn't actually happen.

I also didn't check grammar for this, expect some mistakes

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During Tommy's IRL you laugh you lose, they had managed to make everyone laugh at least once, even Ranboo.

Except for Wilbur.

They had tried everything. Jokes, skits, singing stupid songs, nothing was working. He was determined to not laugh. At least until Jack had stumbled upon something.

He was standing behind Wilbur on a stool, giving him a "massage." He was squeezing up and down his shoulders, and when he moved his hands, his fingers brushed against Wilbur's collar bone.

He let out an audible squeak and everyone stopped what they were doing. "Wilbur, you wouldn't happen to be ticklish, would you?" Jack asked, a smirk plastered on his face.

Wilbur went stiff in the chair and his eyes widened. He looked at everyone in the room who seemed to get the same idea all at once. "Oh my god he is!" Tubbo piped up stating the obvious.

Wilbur basically shrunk in the seat as the other 3 gathered around him. Jack grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms up above his head. Ranboo just watched from the other chair, head tilting slightly.

Tommy was the first to strike, sending an onslaught of pokes to his side. Wilbur yelped, the water almost falling out of his mouth. He squirmed to the opposite side of Tommy, but was caught by Tubbo who spidered his fingers up his ribs.

Wilbur was stuck in the middle trying desperately to not fall out of the chair knowing full well Jack could not hold him up. As the tickling continued he managed to swallow the water. It was a miracle he didn't choke.

"Stahaha- ToHOhohoMEHeyy!!" Wilbur was cut off by Tommy who's hand migrated down to his hip and began squeezing. "He swallowed the water! He's cheating!" Tubbo exclaimed. Wilbur's feet were pounding the ground as he shook with laughter.

Ranboo watched in slight horror as his friend was getting tickled half to death in the chair right next to him. He swallowed the water as well and shifted in his seat.

"YOU PRIHIHIHICK NOHOHO!!" Tubbo looked at Tommy to see what had gotten such a strong reaction out of Wilbur and noticed his hand squeezing his kneecap.

Tubbo flashed the lee an evil grin, but continued scribbling on his ribs, not wanting to tire him out just yet. "You're such a squirmer arent you." Jack teased making Wilbur's face go pink.

Ranboo stood up and made his way over to the others and grabbed his arms so Jack could get in on the action. The latter waltzed in front of Wilbur and placed his hands on his stomach. His immediate reaction was to suck in, but his laughter made it hard.

Jack's claw like hand began vibrating into Wilbur's stomach, and his laughter rose an octave and became almost squeaky. They could all tell he was reaching his limit, so Tubbo squeezed his knee a few times and then they all stopped.

Ranboo dropped his arms as Wilbur was catching his breath, but he started sliding off the chair so the American held him up in a hug around his shoulders. "You guys... are so... mean." Wilbur sighed, a huge smile on his face.

"Hey I think Ranboo swallowed his water too, that makes him a cheater as well." Tubbo's evil look returned to his face as everyone looked at him. Ranboo bolted, the rest of the boys except Wilbur, right on his trail.

[willthelee]

The Ride Home

It happened at around 10:00 of this video

"Jack you had a good run I think" Wilbur said to Jack as he walked towards him.

"What do you mean- what do you mean "I had a good run"? What does this- WHAAAAAAAAAA OH NO." Jack was interrupted by Will scooping him up into his arms.

"Are you ready?"

"What'd you mean "am I ready"?"

"Are you ready?"

"Nononononononono waitwaitwait I don't think the bit's that funny I don't think the bit is funny enough for this Willl-" Jack pleaded before he was tossed into the cold sea water by Wilbur.

Tubbo who was watching noticed that Jack was really defensive when Wilbur was approaching and flinched at Wilbur's touch, it didn't seem out of the ordinary but it was something he noticed.

On the car ride home, Jack had gotten into dryer clothes but he was still a little wet, Tubbo was sitting next to him in the back seat while Will was driving them home. Tubbo had gotten a mini handheld fan while they were still at the beach so he decided to point it at Jack to help him dry off. Tubbo was looking at his phone so he didn't notice when he accidentally touched the fan on Jack.

Jack made a high pitched noise of surprise as the sudden touch and the subtle vibrations from the fan's spinning caused tickly feelings to spread through his sides.

"Jack are you okay? Did I hurt you-"

"It's fine it just-" Jack paused before the word as he didn't know if he should tell Tubbo as it could end far too many ways.

"Jack, are you ticklish?" Tubbo figured out himself as he put the rather obvious pieces together. Before Jack could answer, Tubbo dropped the fan he was still blankly holding from Jack's surprising reaction and poked Jack's side.

"WHAHAat the fuck Tubbo." Jack said as he squirmed away from Tubbo's fingers. He wasn't going to let Tubbo get away from this so he squeezed Tubbo's sides in revenge.

Tubbo's reaction was a loud squeal that people could probably hear outside of the car.

"What the fuck are you two doing back there?" Wilbur said aloud to them while he was still focused on the road.

"Oh nothing, Tubbo is just being ticklish." Jack responded to Will as Tubbo turned his face to hide his blush but Jack could still see his ears turn red. "Right Tubbo?"

When Tubbo didn't respond, Jack went in and dug his fingers into his tum.

"JAHAHACK-" Tubbo pleaded through his laughter "WHAHHAIT!"

"I mean, your fault for trying it on me." Jack calmly said as he shifted to their hips and Tubbo's laughter increased.

"IM SOHOOHOHORY" Tubbo apologized pointlessly as Jack continually dug circles into his hips.

"Too late." Jack changed spots again and started targeting his ribs.

Tubbo squirmed under Jack's fingers as the car pulled up to his house, which Tubbo didn't notice but Jack did so he decided on a finale.

The deafening scream from Tubbo when Jack unclipped his seat belt and blew a raspberry right over his belly button could be heard from miles away. When Tubbo got out of the car, he was a giggly mess and was planning on how he was going to get so, so much revenge on Jack.

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Jack & Tommy? 👀

Haha Bald

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Summary; Tommy makes fun of Jack for being bald, and when Jack makes a discovery, he gets his revenge. [PLATONIC. DO NOT TAG AS SHIP.]

Warning(s): This is a tickle fic! If you don’t like that kind of stuff, then I recommend you just scroll past.

Tommy making fun of Jack for having a shaved head was no shocker. He did it all the time—taking great pleasure in Jack’s annoyed reaction every time he poked fun at him, or acted as if he was insane for not growing his hair out by now. And even though it was childish and somewhat embarrassing to get made fun of by a 16 year old, Jack had to admit, he found it pretty amusing most of the time.

Most of the time.

Those “times” did not include when he had just woken up, was tired, and hadn’t even drank anything to wake him up yet. And that, unfortunately, occurred more times than he’d like to admit.

“Tommy, just shut up already,” Jack groaned, lifting his hands and covering his face with them, rubbing his temples in an attempt to wake himself up a little more so he could cope with this bullshit. He heard a loud laugh belonging to Tommy behind him as he sat down on a nearby bench and then felt a rough pat on his shoulder, which was supposedly meant to be reassuring. “You are literally being the furthest thing from Pog right now. So fuckin’ annoying.”

“I’m annoying?” Tommy echoed, walking around to be in front of the older man. Jack took his hands away from his face and glared at the blonde through his glasses, and much to his dismay, he showed no visible reaction to the stare. “Well, you’re bald, I think that’s just as bad. Seriously— what is up with your hair situation?” Jack was planning on completely ignoring the child this time, but his tired brain just completely snapped at his next comment. “I shouldn’t call it that. No hair means no hair situation I suppose,”

“Hey, you know what?” Jack responded, tone dripping in exaggerated annoyance and a strange type of playfulness. “There is one thing I can do to you that you can’t do to me,” he began, and Tommy grinned, clearly having already come up with a remark in response to him. “You know what that is?”

“Be jealous,” Tommy quipped, letting out a couple laughs at his own joke. He then looked back at Jack and laughed even more at the tired expression on the man’s face. But he was quickly cut off by a sharp gasp as he was grabbed by his shoulders and pulled back into a hugging position from behind, which left Tommy fully leaning against Jack’s chest as his hair was hastily ruffled. “Hey— hey! Whahat the hell?!”

“This is what happens, Tommy!” Jack grinned down at the boy, watching in amusement as he squirmed and whined. “If only you weren’t such a little shit,” the younger tried to duck down out of Jack’s hold, only to get caught again and lifted back up.

“No! Let me go, you bihitch!” Tommy shook his head frantically, failing to bite back the playful smile that overtook his features as well as the slight blush that spread across his face. God, this was so stupid. He shuffled again, leaning to the side this time and trying to squirm away, only to jerk to the other side and let out a strange sound which seemed like a mix between a gasp and a squeak as he felt Jack’s thumb brush against the shell of his ear.

“...whahat was that?” Jack sounded genuinely confused as he ceased the hair ruffles, which made Tommy’s face heat up in embarrassment as he averted his gaze. He was unsure of how to respond, so he remained silent, simply ducking his head down and under Jack’s arm to escape his grasp. “Hey, hey, nonono, what was that? Answer me.”

“It was nothing,” Tommy replied much too quickly, shooting a half-hearted, embarrassed glare in Jack’s direction. The older male smirked when he saw the boy’s pink face, tilting his head to the side and raising an eyebrow. “Just— shut up.”

“Yeah, like you shut up when I told you to? I don’t think so,” Jack chuckled and reached his hand forward, swiping across Tommy’s ear before the teen could jerk his head away. This elicited another squeak-like sound, and Tommy swore he could see the realisation settle on his face. Jackass. “Tommy.. you wouldn’t happen to be ticklish, would you?” He tensed at Jack’s question, his face simultaneously getting redder and paler as he stumbled over his own words. “Of course you wouldn’t be. Far too silly of a thing for Tommyinnit, right?”

“F-fuck off—!”

“Lookin’ a bit red there, Tommy,” Jack stood up and approached the teen. And Tommy, determined not to show any sign of weakness, foolishly stood still and allowed him to come closer. “Why is that~?”

This bastard.

Tommy could feel his face heating up more and more by the second. He could tell that he was bright pink by this point, and his “tough” demeanour had completely melted under the weight of his own embarrassment. How was he supposed to respond? Should he insult him again—

“ahA-!” Tommy let out a loud squeal as his train of thought was cut off by a few tweaks to both of his ears. He jerked backwards only for Jack to wrap an arm around his waist and pull him into a tight half-hug, continuing to mercilessly pinch at the tip of the teen’s ears as he squirmed uselessly. “Nahahaha! Yohohou fuhuhuhuckin prihihihihick! Stohoahahahapihihit!” Giggles spilled from his mouth without a care and he had to actively prevent himself from melting into the tight embrace he was pulled into.

“Stop what, hm? Why’re you giggling so much~?” Jack’s teasy voice could be heard over Tommy’s soft giggles, as the pinches slowly evolved into light scratches delivered to the spot right behind his ears. The boy only giggled harder at this and nuzzled his face against Jack’s shoulder, effectively blocking his blushing face from view, but making his embarrassment worse as he heard Jack make an “aww”ing noise at his reactions. “Aww~ cuddly little thing, aren’t you? Maybe you really are the clingy one.”

“Ihihi’m nohohohoahat clihihingy, yohohou bihihihitch!” Tommy decided to continue with his fake protests and insults, despite having ceased his attempts to escape. He hid one of his ears in his shoulder, forcing Jack’s hand away from that ear and proceeding to rub the rest of the remaining tingles away. But then he felt Jack’s devious fingers start attacking his neck and he yelped, scrunching up both of his shoulders and frantically shaking his head, desperate to at least lessen the ticklish sensations. “NAHahaha! Ihihihi fuhuhucking hahahate yohohou! Ahahahasshohohole!”

“You hate me? For what? I’m just making you laugh, that isn’t anything to hate me for,” Jack’s playing dumb was only making everything worse for Tommy as he squirmed and wriggled, making no active effort to get away but doing everything in his power to cope with the tickles. “How rude of you. You need to be taught a lesson,” He bit down on his sleeve in an attempt to muffle his laughs and clung onto Jack’s shirt, lightly rocking on his heels, which aided in distracting him at least a little bit. He squeezed his eyes shut for a second, only to open them wide again as he heard Jack begin to whisper “tickltickltickltickl” in his ears, showing no sign of shutting up any time soon.

“nO—!” Tommy let out another loud squeal and jerked his head away from the whispers, only to whine as Jack followed wherever he squirmed away to. The whispers were causing tingles to shoot down his neck and spine and that combined with the previous ear and neck tickles, was almost a little too much. But through his squirming, Tommy seemed to get a little carried away while shaking his head, as he jerked his head sideways into Jack, causing the older man to grunt and back away. Well... at least that was over?

“Holy shihit—“ Jack rubbed his cheek where he’d been head-but, a large, somewhat fond grin spread across his face. It took another few seconds for Tommy to recover enough to process what just happened, and when he did, he immediately panicked.

“Sorry! Sorry, shit, are you alright—?” Tommy gripped onto Jack’s shoulders and worriedly inspected the area he’d been hit, only for Jack to chuckle and pat his head.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Jack reassured and delivered one final swipe to the blonde’s ear, earning a squeak and a sharp glare to his direction. “Buhut just— keep that whole thing in mind next time before you make fun of me, yeah?”

Tommy couldn’t help his blush at that comment and he nodded, flashing a grin the other’s way. “Yeah, yeah, that was a one time thing, Manifold. Not happening ever again. I’ll be too quick next time.”

“Alright, well, we’ll see, won’t we?”

[secretlyblue12]

Day 7: Pumpkin picking

The first week done!!! That's so cool, I'm loving seeing everyone's stuff so far and really excited to see the rest of the month. XD This one is an IRL one based the vlog premise, so that's exciting. I kept switching between if I wanted to do this with Tommy or Tubbo, but ended up keeping it on Tubbo so yeah.

It had been an all-day event, but there would be at least two vlogs coming out of it so it was a day well spent for the group of friends. Both Tommy and Jack had done filming, but the day was coming to an end, and Tubbo was feeling all the energy he had put into it sputter out. Somehow Tommy was still going strong, and Wilbur and Jack were struggling to keep the ‘kids’ in order.

Tommy had run off with Jack somewhere, the two filmings each other running around the pumpkin patch, determined to find the perfect one before the other got it. Ranboo followed them from a distance, laughing and joking, holding cameras when needed, and such.

Tubbo sighed heavily, hefting his pumpkin higher against his chest. Wilbur gave him a strange look, bumping shoulders and nearly sending the unsuspecting Tubbo to the ground. He chuckled, making sure Tubbo wasn’t going to fall over, before asking if he was alright. “You just seem to be out of it right now.”

Tubbo nodded, “Just tired. We’ve been out all day, man, I am just ready to head home.” It wasn’t that he wasn’t having fun, just that his social battery had run out about an hour ago, and now he was just barely dragging on and keeping face for the cameras. He wanted to make sure he kept up with all the bits and jokes but found himself zoning out more often than not. “And my feet hurt, how far in do you think we’re going to have to walk in here before they’re all run out?”

Wilbur looked over at the trio who were crowded around a pile of pumpkins laughing at something. “Probably got a while left, do you want to sit down and rest a bit?” He suggested, looking for a clearing.

Tubbo nodded, letting Wilbur guide him over to the side without a word. Tommy’s screams faded away and before he knew it he was sitting in the grass, his pumpkin set off to the side and head between his knees. Wilbur put a hand on his shoulder before giving the teen space.

They sat like that, in mutual silence, till the distant conversations grew louder and closer, making Tubbo lookup with dull eyes and a slight grimace. Wilbur made some quick gestures, and the volume came down to inside voices.

“Are we done then?” Wilbur asked, stretching and leaning against a tree to push himself up.

Tommy and Jack nodded, both of them fiddling with their things to get them where they needed to be. “Yeah, missed you both towards the end. We might do some more filming on the way home, or do the outro real quick while we’re all together real quick.”

Jack and Tommy both finished up, showing off everyone’s pumpkins and zooming in on Tubbo, who was out for the count. Everything was finished quickly, and then there was the final talk of how the videos went, or what bits they would keep in. Everyone was packing up and gathering their things, well, everyone except Tubbo who remained firmly on the ground.

“Come on Tubs,” Tommy whined, reaching down to tug at his hand. “We’re going to bring you home now, sorry we stayed out so late.”

Tubbo whined, letting himself be dragged across the ground. “My leg’s hurt though, don’t make me stand up yet!”

Everyone laughed, making different efforts to get the boy standing. In the end, it took Ranboo jokingly offering Wilbur up for piggyback ride services. “Really? I- okay, is it bad if I’m actually considering it. My legs are killing me, dude.”

Wilbur hesitated, before leaning over. “Fine, but just because I think you might actually die if we made you walk.”

Watching Tubbo get to his feet was funny, after sitting for a while it was as if his legs had shut down. He felt like a newborn gazelle, shaky and unsteady, but Wilbur crouched down for him to get on. It only took another minute, and Ranboo offering to carry Tubbo’s pumpkin as well as his own, for them to be on their way.

“Really,” Wilbur teased, hiking tubbo up higher on his back, “the fact that you’re shorter than the rest of us is a good thing.” Ranboo snorted, and Tommy cackled. They had all heard Tubbo’s rants about how they were all just unnecessarily tall before, though Jack was the closest to his own height. When Tubbo whined into Wilbur’s neck, the older gave his knees a sympathetic squeeze, not expecting him to kick out with a squeak.

“Wihilbur, don’t do that.” Tubbo giggled, clinging on to Wil’s sweater.

Wilbur giggled deviously, “Oh, you’re ticklish then Tubbo? Maybe that will help your mood, get your energy back and all that.” He held on to Tubbo with one hand, reaching back with the other to scribble at his side. He wasn’t expecting much, Tubbo was wearing a rather thick sweatshirt, but Tubbo was tired enough that even the thought of it happening sent butterflies fluttering across his skin.

Tubbo giggled frantically, squirming as much as he could without running the risk of falling off his perch. “It wohon’t! Wihil, I- ihit tihihckles.”

Jack cooed at him off to the side. “Awe, look at him. He’s so sweet like this, can’t believe he was threatening to stab us just a few hours ago.”

Tommy was all but bouncing next to him. “Yeah! Get him Wil, Tubso needs to smile cause he’s been in a right state.” He switched his pumpkin over to one hand, poking at Tubbo’s other side and chuckling evilly when he jerked back and forth between him and Wilbur.

Tubbo kicked his legs and brought one arm down to swat at Tommy’s hand. “Stohop ihit! You’re nohot helpihing.”

Wilbur had to toss Tubbo back up in the air to keep him from slipping down. “You’re a squirmy little thing, aren’t you? Some help here guys? Make sure he doesn’t fall backward or anything.”

Jack followed Tommy’s lead, reaching over with a free hand and wiggling his fingers at the teen’s neck, smiling when Tubbo squealed and shook his head back and forth before hiding in Wil’s neck. He could see pink slowly making its way up Tubbo’s neck and to the tips of his ears through his hair. “Look at that, he’s going all red, isn’t he. Come get in on this Ranboo while you can.”

It was well known that Ranboo ended up being a common victim among everyone, so any chance he had to get he went for it.

Ranboo looked down at his hands, both of which were full of pumpkins, and then back up to Jack with a blank look on his face. “We might have a slight issue with that, I- um. I have pumpkins.”

“Doho it ahand I wihill kihihill you lahater Rahahan- TOHohomy, Naha!”

Jack looked over to where Tommy had snuck his hand between Tubbo and Wilbur, squeezing at his stomach and making Tubbo kick out violently. Jack couldn’t help but chuckle along, “Now that’s just mean, mate.”

Wilbur brought his other hand back to hold onto Tubbo more steadily. “Jeez man, you’re a kicker. ACK- careful, don’t choke me. Tommy not so much.” Wilbur jerked with Tubbo when he flung himself back to get away from Tommy, hands still around Wilbur’s neck.

Jack put his hand on Tubbo’s back, making sure he wouldn’t fall backward. “Switch me Ranboo, I’ll take the pumpkins.”

Tommy scooted over, letting Jack and Ranboo do a transfer and holding Tubbo up with one arm around his waist, still clawing into his tummy. “He’s fine, Wil. See, you’re fine, aren’t you Tubso? I think you were right, he’s getting his energy back now.”

Tubbo didn’t even bother to complain, just sinking back into Tommy’s chest, only to be transferred over to Ranboo.

“H-hi.”

Ranboo smiled down at Tubbo who was leaned back on him, head tilted all the way back to be able to look at him properly. “Hi, Tubbo. How’re you doing?”

Tubbo shook his head, not able to stop his anxious giggles. “You dohon’t have to do this, I’ll get you back ten times worse.”

“Mhm,” Ranboo hummed, “I think I do though. A-and you’ll do that no matter what so, an empty threat.”

Before Tubbo could make any more threats Ranboo had a hand sneaking under his shirt and scribbling on his side. Tubbo ended up releasing his hold on Wilbur entirely besides from where the eldest still had his legs under him and melting entirely into Ranboo’s chest. It was like lightning was coming right from Ranboo's fingertips, zaping every nerve ending until he couldn't even squirm away anymore to get away from the feeling.

He explored while he could, being careful not to wear Tubbo out too much more than he already was. The conversation carried on mostly like normal, with the occasional comment on if Tubbo’s laugh got high pitch or changed suddenly. They got a few odd looks when they got closer to the front of the pumpkin patch, but Ranboo wrapped it up and leaned Tubbo back against Wilbur’s back.

Tubbo just gave a half-hearted grumble, a few threats distinguishable between the mutterings along the lines of “Wait till later… get you back… not over.” which Wilbur would carefully warn Ranboo about later. A Tubbo with a reason for revenge was a Tubbo to fear after all.

He wouldn’t have to worry for now though, because, by the time Tommy opened the door for Wilbur to let Tubbo slide in, the boy was barely awake enough to register himself being moved, and Ranboo had to be careful not to let Tubbo collapse fully onto the ground.

They shuffled him around until he was buckled up, everyone else filing in after and settling into quiet conversations for the ride home.

Even Tubbo would have to admit though, by the end of the whole ordeal he felt a lot more positive than he had before. That didn’t mean the others would get off scot-free though, they’d just have to wait for him to rest up first.