#ler!patton

[featherstreams]

"I don't see the goal in this, Patton."

"I just want to help you relax!! You've been working so hard putting together a schedule for Thomas and enforcing it and it's been working you to the bone!"

Logan sighed for what felt like - and most definitely was - the fifth time in this interaction. "You've stated that, Patton, I just don't see how this is supposed to help me."

Despite his protests again the logic of Patton's plan, he made no move to fight the other as the moral side slid onto his waist. He was laying on his stomach on the couch, head in his arms, shirt discarded begrudgingly on the floor with Patton now straddling his waist above him.

"When Roman feels really stressed, I sometimes give him back massages. It helps work out some of his tension, and it also just feels really nice and relaxing." Patton explained.

Logan hummed. "I can see how he'd find the activity relaxing, however, I'm not Roman."

"I know that, Lo, I just want to help you out, and maybe it'll have the same affect for you." The unsure tone Patton's voice had taken on the longer they discussed this had Logan softening. He sighed for the sixth time.

"Alright, Patton. I'll entertain your idea."

The moral side lit up. "Awesome! Now just lay back and relax."

Logan obliged, flinching when Patton's cool hands met his shoulders. He wasn't used to much physical contact, especially of this nature, so it did feel a bit odd. But... he had to admit, as Patton began massaging into his shoulders and he realized just how tense his muscles were, it did feel nice.

"Mmph," Logan groaned when Patton hit a particularly painful knot. "I admit this is... Rather nice, but not exactly relaxing."

"Sorry, I'm trying to be gentle," Patron apologized. His touch lightened, moving down to work gently at the muscles in Logan's back. It was nice, and definitely reaching more into the 'relaxing' category until Patton's fingers grazed a little too far outwards. Logan's breath hitched, stiffening.

"Logan?" Patton called, sounding worried. "Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I thought I was being more gentle, let me-"

"It's quite alright Patton," Logan said, forcing himself to relax. "You didn't hurt me."

"Then why..?" Patton started, then seemed to abandon his question with what felt like a shake of the head. Despite Logan's words, his touch lightened even more, and Logan held his breath when swipes of tingles zipped up his spine. His leg twitched in response.

He tried to hold still, he really did, but it felt like his body was being hijacked by something. Not something, the thing, and if Patton didn't stop-

"P-Patton-" Logan tried, blinking at the unnaturally high pitch of his voice. "I think I'm relaxed enough, you can stohop now-" the giggle slipped out against his will, and he froze. Patton's hand froze as well, stilling against his back.

Neither of them spoke, and silence spread between them for what felt like a full minute, but then suddenly there was a hand scribbling into his lower back.

The dam broke free, unable to hold back his titterations. His hand jerked back to scramble for Patton's hand as surprised laughter broke free from the logical side. "Pahahatton!"

Patton giggled right back. "Aww, Logan, I didn't know you were ticklish!"

"Cohohome on, this is-! Nohoho!" Patton scribbled his fingers up higher, hitting the spot right between his shoulderblades, and Logan's giggling pitched, shoulders shaking. His feet kicked out behind him, doing nothing but provide a relief from the attack on his nervous system.

"Aww, such a pretty laugh you have!" Patton cooed. "I didn't know backs could be this ticklish. You should've told me about this sooner!"

"I dihihidn't-! I didn't-! I dihihihidn't knohohow!" Logan said between his pitched giggling fit, giving up on trying to reach behind himself for Patton's hand. He slung his arm over the top of his head, giggling heartily into the other.

He squeaked when Patton's second hand joined the fun and both scribbled lightly and purposefully over Logan's shoulder blades, feet kicking into the couch.

"A tickle-tickle-tickle!" Patton teased, igniting a blush on Logan's face. "Hm, I wonder..."

Logan wasn't left to wonder for long at what that meant before he felt lips between his shoulder blades and a raspberry was blown. He shrieked, throwing his head back and bonking Patton's head in the process. He seemed unharmed as he sat up and went rigth back to scribbling. Thankfully, Patton was merciful enough to only do that trick once, but Logan felt overwhelmed by the tingling lighting up his back.

"PahahaHAHAtton plehehehease!!" Logan gasped out, shaking his head and flexing his hand in his hair.

Patton giggled, giving one last good tickle before stopping. Logan caught his breath, turning his head to the side to breathe fresh air and ignoring the mess he'd made of his hair. "Sorry Lo, that was just too adorable to pass up." Patton said with a smile. "You okay?"

"Quite alright," Logan replied after a moment, trying to wipe the smile off his face as he readjusted his messed up glasses. "No thanks to you."

Patton laughed. "Oh please, you never told me to stop."

A blush bloomed on Logan's face as he quickly cleared his throat. "A miscalculation!"

"Whatever you say Logan," Patton said fondly. "Now, do you still want that massage? No tickles this time, I promise." A pause. "On purpose, anyways."

Logan considered. A beat passed, two, before he buried his face into his arms. "...Yes, please."

[why-not-a-tickle-blog]

Patton walked into the room to see all five of the other sides. Perfect!

“I’ve been in a ler mood allllll day,” Patton announced. “I’m gonna go get some tools, and when I return there’d better be a little lee waiting as a sacrifice or else I’ll be coming after each one of you~”

Patton happily walked away, a spring in his step. He trusted them to do the right thing.

He happily picked out an assortment of feathers, brushes, and other fluffy things. This was a day to tickle gently until the lee melted into an adorable little puddle, exhausted and giggly.

Patton returned to the living room to see a very pink and shy-faced Roman. He was laying on the ground, already a bit squirmy. His own sash and Remus’s were tying his hands to the legs of an armchair, holding his arms up above his head. Logan’s tie held his ankles together, and there was a black belt connecting his ankles to the leg of the coffee table. Roman’s shirt had been removed, and Virgil’s hoodie was draped over him to keep him warm until Patton got back.

Patton’s eyes sparkled. How wonderful~ And they all participated, betraying poor Roman. An excellent excuse to wreck each and every one of them.

He sat on Roman’s hips, delighting in the teeny squirms underneath him.

“You ready to laugh for me?”

[trashyswitch]

The Search For The Missing Laugh

A special person by the alias ‘Anne Onymous’ has sent me this fanfic to be submitted! And I think today is a better time than any. This is Anne’s fanfic, and I hope you all enjoy. :D

A special person by the alias ‘Anne Onymous’ has sent me this fanfic to be submitted! And I think today is a better time than any. This is Anne’s fanfic, and I hope you all enjoy. :D Give this person some love!!

Patton had been telling dad joke after dad joke since breakfast. While Roman and even Virgil gladly laughed at his witty wordplay, Logan hadn’t even cracked a smile. Still, that didn’t stop Patton from telling all the jokes he had left in him after Roman and Virgil went to help Thomas with something. “Why were the elephants late for their vacation?” Patton asked. Logan merely sighed in response. “Because they forgot to pack their trunks!” Patton exclaimed before laughing at his own joke. Logan groaned, wishing Patton would just stop. “Aw, come on, Logan. That was funny!” Patton chirped. “Perhaps to you, but not me.” Logan said. “Probably because you have no sense of humour.” Patton grumbled, crossing his arms. “I’ll have you know that I do have a sense of humour, I just don’t find your jokes funny.” Logan informed. Patton pouted. Logan never laughs at his jokes. He never laughs, period. He just wanted to make his friend laugh, but how? Then it struck him. There’s one thing that makes Thomas and the others laugh. It was risky, it may not even work, but it would be worth it if he could pull it off. “Oh dear. I think I see what the problem is.” Patton said. “You need to get better at comedy?” Logan suggested sarcastically. “No. You lost your laugh.” Patton said. 

Logan did a double take to ensure he heard Patton right. “Lost…my…laugh.” Logan echoed. “Yes. But don’t worry, Logan. I consider myself a Hufflepuff and Hufflepuffs are good finders. Not to brag, but I have quite the skill of finding laughs and getting them out in the open, so I’ll help you find it.” Patton rambled, pulling Logan into a cuddle and grabbing his wrists to raise them above his head. “Patton, what are you…?” Logan protested but was silenced when Patton gave him a look that filled him with…excitement? Unease? He wasn’t sure, but he stayed quiet and kept his arms up. “Now, the trick is to look for hiding spots on your body. You see, sometimes instead of coming out of our mouths, laughs like to hide in other body parts or just get stuck there. Like the armpits for example, they fit pretty snug in there.” Patton said, poking and prodding the mentioned spot. Logan’s mouth curled into a grin as he tried his best not to laugh. “Excuse me, Logan’s armpits. Have you seen Logan’s laugh today?” Patton asked, as if this was a normal situation. Logan almost snickered at Patton’s silly behaviour. Him talking to his body parts as if they could talk back was so ridiculous, it was almost worse than the tickling. 

“Hmm, guess they don’t know. Maybe your ribs know. The ribs are a really good spot since there’s so many rib bones to fit between.” Patton narrated, spidering his fingers up and down the logical Side’s ribcage. Logan was now biting down on his lips in hopes that if he doesn’t laugh then Patton will give up and leave, but the fact he was practically narrating everything and doing something as silly as trying to have a conversation with his body parts wasn’t helping. Not to mention he’s never been tickled before, so he wasn’t used to it and had more difficulty fighting it off. “Hi there, Logan’s ribs. Logan lost his laugh, do you know where it’s hiding?” Patton inquired, gently scratching between each rib. He was disappointed by the silence, certain that Logan would’ve cracked by now. But he wasn’t giving up. “Guess my guessing skills are a little off today. Better keep trying. You know, the toes are a pretty good hiding spot too. Laughs can hide under or between them.” Patton said as he released Logan from their cuddle and moved down to his feet. Patton wasn’t sure if Logan was taking a break and getting his strength back, or forgot he could simply leave because he didn’t protest or make a run for it as he put his ankles in a headlock and removed his socks. 

“Pardon me, Logan’s toes. Are you hiding Logan’s laugh by any chance?” Patton asked, wiggling his fingers under the sensitive digits. Finally, the dam burst and Logan broke into a fit of surprised laughter. “HAHAHAhahaha! Nohohoho! Pahahattohohon! Hahahahahahaha!” Logan squealed, wiggling and fruitlessly attempting to pull his feet back. “Yay! You got your laugh back! But it doesn’t sound like it’s coming from your toes, it sounds like it’s coming from somewhere else. Oh well, guess we gotta keep looking!” Patton exclaimed. Logan was so embarrassed. After seeing him in this state, Patton will never take him seriously again. Oh well, that’s a future problem. For now, he hasn’t laughed like this in a long time, might as well try to enjoy it. “Another great place for a laugh to hide in is in the bellybutton.” Patton said as he moved his tickly hands up the back of Logan’s knees then across his thighs and over his hips until he reached his belly, enjoying every snicker and giggle that came out of Logan along the way. “How do you do, Logan’s bellybutton? Were you the one hiding his laugh the whole time?” Patton asked as he straddled Logan’s thighs, moved his shirt up and began circling his finger around the mentioned spot. Logan couldn’t help but let a few nervous giggles slip out as he squirmed in anticipation, never feeling so flustered in his life. Boy, was that statement about to be made wrong.

“Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear…” Patton sang, holding back snickers of his own when Logan covered his mouth to muffle his embarrassed squeal. “One step…two step…” Patton continued, walking his fingers closer to the naval before noticing Logan’s hands shot under his glasses to cover his eyes. Using his free hand, Patton gently removed Logan’s glasses and placed them on the coffee table. He didn’t want them to get broken during their fun. “There. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. A tickly under there!” Patton exclaimed, wiggling the digit in the bellybutton. “GAHAHAHAHAHA! PAHAHATTOHOHON, WHYHYHYHY?! HAHAHAHAHA!” Logan bellowed, thrashing around and pounding his fists on the couch. “Yup, this is definitely where all your laughs were hiding. Better make sure we get them all out so this doesn’t happen again. Good thing that song usually lures them out.” Patton commented, not that Logan could hear him over his own loud boisterous laughter. He couldn’t focus on anything other than the unbearably ticklish sensations in his navel, astounded that something as simple as a wiggling finger there could make him laugh this much. It was…exhilarating. And exhausting. Thankfully, Patton finally stopped. But he wasn’t done yet, not by a long shot. 

“I think we’re making some real good progress. Your laughs are coming out just fine, but there’s still a few stubborn ones still stuck. Good news is, sometimes they come out of hiding for a good joke. Knock knock!” Patton said. After catching his breath, Logan decided to indulge Patton against his better judgement. “Who’s there?” Logan asked. “Me, the dad joke king, here to tickle his way into your heart! Tickle tickle tickle! Cootchie cootchie coo!” Patton replied, tickling nearly every and any tickle spot on Logan his hands could reach. His ribs, his armpits, his tummy, even around his neck and ears. “Thahahahat’s nohohohot evehehehen a johohohoke! Hahahahaha!” Logan protested through his non-stop laughter. “Then why are you laughing so much?” Patton teased, watching Logan squirm side to side. As he observed the unusual wiggling closely, it appeared like Logan was trying to untuck the rest of his shirt, rendering his sides vulnerable. “Awww, does little Logi want his Sanders Sides tickled? All you had to do was ask me nicely!” Patton teased, lifting his shirt all the way up to his ribs and squeezing his sides. Jackpot. Logan practically melted at the touch. He occasionally squirmed, but he stopped trying to wiggle away and his laughter was bubbly and happy.

“Hahahahaha! Ihihit tihihickles! Hahahahaha!” Logan giggled. “Aww, does it tickle? Does it feel tickly and make you giggly? Is Logan a ticklish little cutie?” Patton teased, kneading and spidering over Logan’s sides with a few squeezes and pokes mixed in. Logan couldn’t help but squeak and squeal at the changing tactics, Patton seemed to completely randomise the order so he couldn’t predict what was next, each new surprise method seeming to tickle more than the last. “Boy, all this laughter-looking has made me hungry. You know what I’m in the mood for?” Patton asked. Logan shook his head, no idea what was coming. “Some raspberries!” Patton exclaimed before blowing into Logan’s belly, making the logical Side burst into belly laughter. This was somehow more ticklish than the bellybutton tickles yet not as unbearable, and definitely more fun. However, it was just as hard on his lungs. “AHAHAHAHAHA!!! PAHAHAHAHATTON, PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!!!” Logan cackled. “Aww, just one more?” Patton fake-whined. He was just joking, but Logan seemed to actually be considering his rhetorical request much to his amusement. “Fine, just get it over-WIHIHIHIHITH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Logan shrieked, surprised by the unannounced raspberry on his tummy. “Ok, I’m full now.” Patton said when he finished, getting off Logan.

Logan curled into himself, letting the remainder of his giggles out as he caught his breath. Even though Patton had stopped, it was like he could still feel the phantom vibrations and tickles on his body. He’d never admit it out loud, but that was amazing. Once his breathing steadied and he could think clearly again, he remembered his glasses on the coffee table and put them back on, surprised to see Patton holding out a glass of water. “Oh. Thank you.” Logan said, taking the glass and sipping carefully as Patton sat next to him and rubbed his back. “You good?” Patton asked. “Yes Patton, I’m perfectly adequate.” Logan replied, putting the glass down. Patton pulled him into a hug which Logan cautiously reciprocated. “Don’t worry, Tickle Time’s over, only Cuddle Time now. But it’s good to know that now I have a way to make you laugh.” Patton remarked. “Well, there goes my dignity.” Logan sighed. “Huh? What do you mean?” Patton asked, letting go and facing Logan. “Patton, don’t patronise me. I know that after what just happened, it’s highly unlikely you’re ever going to take me seriously again.” Logan huffed. After that harsh confession, Patton’s expression went from confused to concerned very quickly. 

“Why would I do that? Just because you’re ticklish, doesn’t mean you’re any less smart than you were before. It doesn’t change anything. Besides, I’m ticklish, Roman’s ticklish, heck, even Virgil is ticklish, but that’s just because we’re a part of Thomas and he’s ticklish. It’s just natural, it’s no big deal. You’re still the smartest person I know and I’m always gonna listen to you.” Patton assured. Logan was quiet as he took a minute to process what Patton said. “I know you don’t consider yourself a feelings-y kind of Side, so if it makes you feel better, I promise not to tell the others about any of this.” Patton added. “Thank you, Patton.” Logan said. Patton pulled Logan into another cuddle and laid down. Logan returned the embrace and rested his head under Patton’s chin. “Now that the moment of concern has passed, do you suppose you could perhaps once again stimulate my sides with gargalesis?” Logan asked shyly. “Is that fancy-talk for “please tickle me”?“ Patton teased. Logan blushed and nodded. Patton smiled and wiggled his fingers into Logan’s sides, making the logical Side giggle and snuggle into him more. Little did they know that Virgil and Roman were back and watching them from the top of the stairs. Roman initially took his phone out to get some blackmail material but Virgil snatched it, making Roman pout. The two watched on quietly as their resident glasses geeks had their moment.

The End.

[i-tis-fight-or-flight-peoples]

Virgil lee mood

Virgil is once again in a horribly strong lee mood, flustering scenarios filling his head leaving him a blushing mess though nothing was happening.

What if someone decided your there tickle toy for the day and tied you to your bed and tickled you endlessly-- tears streaming down your face with you no longer being able to beg for mercy and being to tired to squirm before they decided to give you a break-- continuing like that for hours...

Virgil giggled faintly at the thought. Before his mind was able to create another scenario there was knocking on his door. "Kiddo? Roman wants to show us something he created. He wants us to see it."

"Okay," Virgil says loud enough for Patton to hear through the door. Roman probably has another sword to show us, Virgil thought as he grabs his hoodie from his closet door knob.

Virgil enters the living room with his hood up-- trying to hide his flustered face without people noticing-- and his hands in his pockets. He sits between Patton and Janus. He leans himself onto Patton as he looks at Roman-- who was now standing in front of the group.

"I have gathered you all here to show you my new amazing device I have made." Roman says as he pulls out a white scanner thing. "I just wave it over a person and it shows you how much of a lee or ler mood their in. I'll demonstrate. Patton would you mind being my test subject?" Patton shakes his head and gets up to stand next to Roman. "Okay," Roman says as he turns on the device and waves it over Patton's torso.

He shows the group the screen. "Woah, that's a high ler mood," Roman says before laughing faintly. "I was wondering if we could test it on everyone, those who would not like to come up here may sit, but I would really like to test it on everyone, if no one would mind." Not even Virgil said no, no one said anything though, they just nodded or let Roman wave the device over them. He would look at the screen and ask if it was right before showing the others unless asked not to.

When it was waved over Virgil, Roman's eyes went wide with shock. Virgil didn't get a chance to say anything before Roman showed the others who were also surprised. Virgil wasn't known for liking that type thing.

Next thing he knows everyone has a snarky smirk and he is pinned to the couch. "So you have the highest lee mood out of everyone and never once told us." Roman said with a teasy tone. He leans down and whispers, "Are you green stormcloud?" Virgil giggles at the breathy whisper tickling his ear. Without thought Virgil nods with nervous giggles filling up his throat.

Roman nods at the others slightly, always waiting for the ok of the person before tickling them to the grave. Before Virgil could have another thought he was full of endless giggles, snorts, laughs, and squeaks. No one could deny how adorable he was as he laughs his head off.

The four (4) of them didn't let his lee mood go until it was gone and that whole day was full of Virgil's endless happy laughs, giggles, and whatever other noises he happened to make.

This one isn't that long but it put me in a slight lee mood. Hope you enjoy<3 (good feed back, reblogs, and likes are very much appreicated along with ideas...idk how to open the request thingy though so put it in # or comments plz<3)

[i-tis-fight-or-flight-peoples]

Idk what to call this but it's fluff, teasing, and tickles.

Virgil doesn't know how exactly this happened, but right now he was pinned to the couch with 4 sides looking at him mischievously. One second he was having a Lee mood, which he happened to be trying to hide, while watching his favorite cartoon show with Janus, Patton, Roman, and Logan.

"Aww, look at the tickle-me-emo, he's already all red!~" Roman coos over the youngest side.

"Aww, Virg! That's adorable!" Patton sequels while still sitting on his arms with his fingers hovering over Virgil's armpits.

"Is nohooht!" Virgil said as a few giggles slipped out.

"Aww, and already giggling too!~" Janus declares, sitting on Virgil's calf and one hand holding back the anxious sides toes with the other hovering over Virgil's foot.

"Shuhut uhup snake face!" Virgil giggled, getting more flustered with every second that slowly passes by.

"I do believe, the clear redness in his face also clearly says how flustered he is." Logan says in his normal mono-toned voice, although this time it has a hint of playfulness.

"uhugh! Now you got Logan into this too! Let me gohooho!" Virgil yells, clearly not meaning a word of his whiny protest.

Without further thought all the aspects pinning him started tickling their respective place, Logan and Janus on Virgil's feet, Patton on his arms and upper ribs, and Roman on his upper body and hips. Vigil went into instant peels of laughter, squeals, giggles, and snorts.

"Aww, he's not fighting this at all, huh little lee?~" Roman says as he zero's his finger into Virgil's belly button, turning the youngest and shortest boy into silent laughter which was a sign to slow to a stop. Eventually they all stopped and Patton got the giggling boy some water. Virgil took the water happily and drank most of it before cuddling into Roman and eventually falling asleep in the boys arms, feeling safer and more at peace.

Sry, it's short. I'm very new to this type thing so be kind and if you know how I can write these better plz tell me<3 Other then that I hope everyone has a lovely rest of your day and peaceful dreams.

[i-tis-fight-or-flight-peoples]

I honestly dk what to call this but enjoy

Virgil has been in a Lee mood all day, giving very settle hints about that fact though out the day such as stretching his body across the couch till his stomach was shown the slightest and staying in that position for a few seconds or laying his body across one of the other sides laps and stretching while watching the TV. No one got his hints though, at least he thought no one got them. When he walks into the livingroom only an hour after giving many hints about his mood everyone was in there sitting on the couch. He gave a slight suspicious look before sitting on the couch between Roman and Patton.

Virgil was watching the TV show the sides had put on before he had appeared in the livingroom while the other side we're slightly looking at each other and using slight hand movements he barley saw. All of a sudden he was being pined down with Roman holding down his arms with his knees, Patton straddling his hips, and Logan sitting on his calfs. Already he was barely able to hold in his nervous giggles bubbling up inside his chest.

Patton has his hands held above Virgils very sensitive and most ticklish spot, his stomach. Romans hands held over his ribs. Logan, he could see if he looked around Patton, has his hand almost touching his sensitive feet.

They give him a mischievous look before wrecking the spot they chose, sending Virgil into uncontrollable histarical giggles and laughter. "Aww, not even fighting the giggles at all, huh Virg?" Patton coo's watching as Virgil turns more and more into a puddle under the tickles as he squirms as much as his tired, trapped body would allow.

"Adorable little tickle-me-emo, huh Virg?~" Roman coo's above him.

Virgil frantically shakes his head and screams with all the breath he can, "Nohoohot Adorable!"

"Do you wanna continue thinking that or does someone also need a consequence?" Roman asks.

Virgil frantically shakes his head and continues laughing hysterically until his laughter goes silent and he's too tired to squim anymore. When the sides here this they slow to a stop and get off of him as he curls into a giggly ball. Patton gets Virgil some water and Logan get him a snack. When they come back in the room Virgil takes the food and water before falling to soft sleep in Romans arms.

Sry it's short and if it's bad, again I'm new at this, plz be nice<3 I would also really like feedback on how to do these better, it would help me a lot<3

[fictitious-fluff]

This was written in 2021. (Old Fic) Just posting it to log my progress as a fic writer

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The One and Only

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Pairings are in the tags

Masterpost

Logan had never ever understood how tickling worked. Of course he knew how it worked, study wise, but he never got to experience it before. The others had tried to tickle him before but it was useless. Logan figured it was because he was more of the logical side, thus he wouldn't be able to feel these sort of things. Though, he could feel pain, like when he gets paper cuts. However, Patton wasn't buying it, everyone had to be ticklish... Right? At least one spot, just one! He had never seen Logan's real laugh or smile. Only a smirk or two, that's all. He was determined to see a real grin from Logan. This resulted in random sneak attacks from Patton, trying to find a spot. But as expected, no reaction..nothing. Day by day Patton was loosing hope but he still wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Popcorns' ready!" Roman shouted as he walked over to give a princey bow to everyone, giving them their popcorn in the process.

Logan and Virgil rolled their eyes as they took the popcorn. Roman then plopped himself next to Patton and Virgil, joining all 3 of them in watching Frozen 2. Logan however, wasn't watching the movie as usual. Instead, he was reading a book about the movie. At the scene where Elsa's mother was singing "All is found", Patton jumped out of excitement because kid Elsa and Anna were just too cute! In the process Patton's arms brushed ever so slightly against Logan's arm (the part between the inner elbow and your hand). This made Logan jerk ever so slightly, but enough for Patton to realise it. Logan was fully aware what just happened from everything he had known about tickling. This made Logan's heart race. He didn't want to be squirming or making a fool of himself in front of Patton, let alone the others! He had seen how it affected the rest before and he knew he had a reputation to keep up. A usually formal and serious person giggling? No way. He couldn't allow that to happen. However something about that light sensation felt oddly nice.

"What was that kiddo?" Patton questioned, his eyes glistening with excitement.

"Nothing Patton, just hit an exciting page. That's all. " Logan stated while having the same look, while in reality he was freaking out yet weirdly excited too.

Virgil turned and smirked, "You sure teach? I have a lot of experience when it comes to recognising people getting anxious. You seem pretty anxious to me right now"

"Stormcloud's right Logan, I can see that grip getting tighter on that book." Roman added, also smirking.

For once Logan had nothing to say. Not wanting to continue this conversation, he just rolled his eyes and went upstairs, a small blush starting to spread across his face. Although Logan tried to act cool, everyone already knew, and there was no denying it.

The next day Patton had woken up early because he was really excited. He had seen the blush on his face and had immediately recognise that look. He had experienced it before as well as seen Roman and Virgil act that way. However when Patton tried to unlock the door, it appeared to be locked. Logan was cleaver enough not to leave his door unlocked but Patton had a trick up his sleeve. He went down to the living room and took a paper clip from one of Logan's paper clip drawer and pried it open so that it was almost like a small, long pole. Patton quietly sprinted upstairs and carefully wiggled the paper clip in the lock of the door knob. "Click" Success! The door had been unlocked. Now it was time to wake up the sleeping beauty. Patton twisted the door knob and open the door slowly. Patton's heart pounded excitedly as he saw Logan in the perfect position possible. Logan was on his bed, one arm drooping down to the side , the other next to him. Patton slowly crept towards Logan and grabbed Logan's arm very gently. He then started to trace light circles around Logan's arm. This caused Logan to start smiling in his sleep. The sight was absolutely adorable. Deciding to get down to business, he started to scribble in random patterns across Logan's arm.

"Wait, Pat-TTOOONNN WHAHAAHAATT AARRHAAAHAHA YOAHHAHAAA DOHAAA-" Logan shrieked frantically, shocked from the sudden and immense sensation coming from his arm. As he started to comprehend the situation, his laughter became less frantic and more.. Joyful? He hated and loved every second, he didn't really understand why or how but he did.

"Aww what's wrong LoLo, someone's ticklish? Not gonna lie kiddo you're really cute when u laugh." Patton cooed.

Logan shook his head, a light blush spreading across his face as he tugged at his left arm. His legs frantically flailing everywhere.

After about 30 seconds Patton decided to use what he bought. Patton gave Logan a small break and started digging into his pocket and pulling something out. Logan giggled from the phantom tickles as he tilted his head towards Patton and saw what he brought.

"Since you've never experienced this before, I think I should make this even better by introducing my little friend" Patton smirked as he pulled out none other than an electrical toothbrush. Logan's eyes widened, trying to pull away as the brush inched closer. When it finally made contact with Logan's arm, oh he had lost it. His hands clenched, legs kicked, trying to stop the tingling feeling of the devastating brush. Logan started shrieking, snorting and laughing uncontrollably, things he thought he'd never be capable of, until now.

"Did you just snort Logiebear? That was adorable!" Patton squeeked in amazement.

"Look at those two, teach's smile sure is something." Virgil said. The laugh coming from Logan's room had woken Roman and Virgil up. The two were now standing at the door watching as Logan thrashed and screamed.

"Something extraordinary, kind of like yours stormcloud." Roman commented. Virgil nudged him on the shoulder, a blush forming as he looked away from Roman.

Roman snickered "Hey, it's true, Patton would agree."

Logan then started wheezing and that was when Patton finally stopped.

"Had fun there kiddo?" Patton asked, rubbing Logan's arm. Logan shook his head, his blush deepening.

"Oh come on I know you did, you didn't even try to stop me with your free arm." Patton joked.

"hnrgh.. I guess I did enjoy the experience of gargalesis.." Logan mumbled, showing his softer side to Patton.

"Uh.. Logan? Do you want to cuddle? If you are ok with it of course." Patton questioned.

Logan gave a heart warming smile and opened his hands. "I welcome you with open arms Patton."

Patton happily jumped onto Logan, afterwards realising something. "Was that a pun?"

A chill ran down Logan's spine as he realised what he said. "Uhm. Not an intentional one, please do not ruin this moment for me Patton."

"Ok okahehey" Patton giggled as he layed on Logan. The both of them stayed like this for a while to say the least.

[why-not-a-tickle-blog]

Virgil’s Voice

Roman walked into the living room, gently leading a blushing Virgil. Virgil was dressed in a loose tank top and shorts, with a ribbon loosely binding his wrists together and a soft headband covering his eyes.

“Greetings, book nerd and Padre, I have an announcement to make,” Roman said proudly, looping an arm around Virgil’s waist. “This darling ticklish emo would very much enjoy a thorough tickling, with several conditions.”

Patton leaned forward, curious, and Logan raised his eyebrows.

Roman grinned. “He has a few requests for the type of tickles we provide, but the most important is that he would rather not need to talk. As such, I will be his voice. We have discussed this all very thoroughly beforehand, right Virgil?”

Virgil nodded, biting his lip nervously.

Roman guided Virgil with the arm around his waist into the center of the room, and taking the ribbon gently, raised his arms above his head.

“If you two would enjoy participating, I’ll ask that you begin with soft traces and gentle scribbles.”

Patton was the first to stand, approaching Virgil and starting with just placing his hand against Virgil’s side.

“A very good choice, Patton,” Roman praised, both to show appreciation for Patton’s participation and also to inform Virgil of who was touching him. “He would very much appreciate if you tickle his sides and ribs.”

Virgil let out a little giggle, even before Patton did anything else.

“Aww, my cute little kiddo~” Patton coed, tracing his fingers just under the edge of Virgil’s tank top.

Virgil burst into light, easy giggles, slightly wiggling back and forth.

Logan was enticed closer by the happy sounds, and approached Virgil from behind, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Ahh, there you are, Specs,” Roman said. “If you choose to go after his armpits, do so gently, we want plenty of warmup.”

“Are you certain you’re comfortable, Virgil?” Logan asked.

Virgil nodded and leaned against Logan.

“He’s experiencing a desire to be non-verbal at the moment,” Roman explained. “I’m sure when he gets his words back he’ll be happy to explain more to you himself.”

“I see,” Logan said, in a tone more of curiosity than understanding. “I would enjoy that conversation with you, Virgil, when you’re ready.”

Virgil nodded again, tipping his head back to smile in Logan’s general direction.

Logan’s face grew very soft, and he trailed his fingers gently over Virgil’s neck, spidering softly just under his ear.

Virgil snickered and scrunched up his shoulders slightly, but then deliberately tipped his head to expose more of his neck to Logan’s fingers.

“Awww, you’re so ready to be tickled~” Roman teased gently, tracing his free hand ever so gently in one of Virgil’s armpits, and standing so that Virgil could lean against him.

Virgil melted into the soft tickles, giggling and blushing at the gentle teases and affection from the three of them.

Patton moved slowly from Virgil’s side to his belly, squishing and scribbling lightly, which made Virgil go from giggles to laughs.

Logan also shifted spots, tracing in Virgil’s other armpit similarly to how Roman was, but in a more fluttery scribbly way.

Once Virgil had been tickled gently for several minutes, and was starting to lean heavier on Roman, Roman sat down on the couch with Virgil in his lap. Roman lifted Virgil’s bound hands up and behind his head, and rucked up his tank too so that all of his belly was exposed.

“If one of you would be so kind as to take care of his feet, and the other his belly and especially that giggle button,” Roman said with a grin. “I will tickle under his arms, and we can all enjoy the laughs and snorts and other delightful sounds our gigglebug will surely make.”

Virgil gave a giggly whine, trying half-heartedly to hide his face in his arm.

Roman scribbled gently in both his armpits, and Virgil quickly melted against him, giggling and squirming adorably.

Patton sat down on the floor, taking Virgil’s feet into his lap, and spidering up and down his soles.

“You have the most important spot,” Roman told Logan. “He’s less ticklish on his feet and armpits, but his giggle button will truly have him drowning in tickles.”

Logan’s grin was large and sneaky as he summoned a small makeup brush.

Roman nodded emphatically, scribbling down Virgil’s sides and holding his hips.

The instant the brush touched Virgil’s bellybutton he squeaked, and then snorted, his squirming increasing greatly. Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil’s hips to hold him in place.

He and Virgil had discussed what to do if either of the others summoned a tool, and which tools Virgil was comfortable with and where. A makeup brush on his bellybutton? Not only ok, but desired. Roman would’ve summoned one himself later on if Logan and Patton hadn’t thought of it.

Virgil’s squeaks and snorts and laughter were absolutely delightful, and Logan clearly thought the same, as he happily continued brushing in and around Virgil’s bellybutton.

“Can I have a tool too?” Patton whispered, trying to get Roman’s attention without alerting Virgil.

Roman summoned a small round brush with stiff bristles for Patton.

Patton grinned and mouthed ‘thank you’, before going to town on Virgil’s feet with the brush, and reaching up for the backs of his knees with gentle scribbling.

Virgil held out for several minutes before tapping his fingers twice against Roman’s head, the signal for slowing down a little.

Roman released Virgil’s hips, so he could more successfully evade the makeup brush, and went back to gentle tracing in Virgil’s armpits.

Virgil’s laughter and giggles were getting a little tired sounding, but Roman waited for his next signal. It was nearly five minutes later, when his wiggling could no longer escape Logan’s relentless brushing on his sweet spot, that he tapped three times.

“Alright, it seems our giggly dear is tiring out,” Roman said for him. “You don’t need to stop immediately, but let’s slow down and be done in a minute or two. If one of you would so kindly fetch a sweet drink and perhaps a snack, we would be very grateful.”

Both Logan and Patton hugged Virgil once they were done tickling him, murmuring praises and affection and love.

Logan went off to get the drink while Roman gently rubbed all the tickly spots. He lowered Virgil’s hands back down to his lap, pulling the ribbon free and rubbing his wrists and shoulders to be sure he wasn’t sore. Virgil readjusted the headband to keep his hair out of his quite pink face.

“Was it all you had hoped?” Roman asked.

Virgil’s smile told him everything he needed to know.

Virgil curled into him, and Roman held him close in a cuddle. “I’m glad.”