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Romance time y’all :0
Yeah remeber this post
Okie sO
S O here we is
Yeah it is tks but idc and well
It’s animated >:3
Tis became a collab with my great friend @giggly-squiggily who wrote an AMAZING fic to pair with this and yeah plz check it out and her blog she’s amazing
Anyways here’s my animation omg it was painful to edit but I’m super happy with it :3
Ima go suffer at school now byeeee
Nope nvm I got sick so I’m staying home😭
hellooooooo i’m back with another request hehe could i request a lee loid fic where he’s in a tickle fight with anya and winning but yor comes home and anya’s like “mama save me !” and yor comes to save the day hehe thank you🖤
Boo Boo's & Laughter || Spy x Family Tk Fic
A/N: dani, you never seize to make such amazingly cute ideas you sweet pea!! i do hope this fic is to your liking queen!! i'm so glad to have chatted with you slightly and sorry it took so much longer!! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)♡
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Operation: Survive
The one where Loid realizes he married a tickle monster
Never before have I felt this loss of control. This helpless sense of urgency that comes with the most evil of torture methods. I hope Franky is having more fun with Anya than I am here.
Loid was thankful that the drunken siblings were capable of some mercy, shown by how they slowed down to let him breathe. Or, how Yor stopped wiggling her fingers from their vantage point above his trapped arms, and Yuri paused only to take another drink from his glass. He did not get off of Loid's waist, and Yor did not get off of his arms. All that it had taken was poking and verbal teases from either side to get the spy down to the floor, where all hell had broken loose as two drunk tickle monsters found a new victim. Loid had forgotten what it felt like to laugh as hard as he just had, and his heart sunk when Yuri set his glass down to continue before he could catch his breath.
"P-plehease...You two, this is horrible!" His pout was not exaggerated, and the look of fear was in Loid's eyes, certainly not Twilight's, as Yuri wiggled his fingers above the other's stomach. It twitched as he sucked it in. "I don't deserve thihis!"
"Liar! You lied about being ticklish, and you know what I think about liars!" Stubborn as ever. "Now we're gonna prove it! We're gonna hear you really laugh! Not fake laugh!"
"You've already tickled me! You've been tickling meHEEE!"
Yuri had only poked him, but his body had jumped and curled in a ticklish way.
Loid shot his wife a pleading look. She seemed unphased and distant, and wordlessly dug her fingers back into his armpits. She lightly scratched over the thin cloth of his shirt and that alone was some of the most terrible tickling he had ever experienced in his life. He made a mental note to never let his enemies get this same chance his wife and brother-in-law had. His back jolted with each loud cackle as the sensations shot through his body, getting worked up and sensitive the longer it was teased. She would flick his red ears or neck occasionally and earn a genuine squeak each and every time.
"GaHAAA! GUYS, ah, ahHEE-AHH! KTH, nohohAHAHAHA! FUCK, FUCK, NOHOHOHO! I'M, AHA, HEEEEE!" He stomped his feet hard as Yuri yanked his shirt up to get at his belly button, a surprising spot that made Loid explode into loud, solid cackling and guffaws. Smirking at this reaction, the other leaned down to blow a raspberry on the spot and was met with uncharacteristically giddy, squealing giggles. Suddenly, the spy was a child again. Not in the bad ways - not the wars - but something about safety that he was too ticklish to think about at the moment.
Yor's fingers were on either side of his neck now, giving soft tickles that had him further devolving into utter, giddy panic. He never thought panicking could be done while laughing his brains out, and it was a mixture of fun and torture that left the spy confused.
Yuri's face lit up. His hands kept toying and poking at Loid's bare tummy and sides and hips, giggling and announcing the spots that proved Loid was ticklish. "See that navel? A lot of nerve endings are in this liar's tummy button! And just below it! See Loidy, we proved that you're really ticklish! Mmm, you need to be careful moving around that kitchen with sides this ticklish! Can you say how much this tickles, on a scale of liar to ticklish liar who regrets lying about being ticklish?"
Loid was breathless and begging through the sheer panic at the realization that Yuri wouldn't stop and Yor was in a similar state. "Pleheheeease! Oh, OH, GAHAHAHAHAD!"
All ten fingers, scratching and wiggling into that little soft spot just below his belly button. The bastard-in-law was having a good time. "Is this a tickly-wickly spot? Right here? Is this a spot that makes wittle Loidy-liars tell the truth? Is it?" He teased, and Loid's eyes widened. Would either of them speak this way sober?! This was humiliating and the sheer forced hilarity was what made him laugh harder, not the fact that the teasing had him flustered beyond measure and made the silly torture even worse.
"OHOHOHO! NahhhhhhaaaaaAAAH!" He wheezed. His face and ears were a bright shade of red and on fire.
Yor's fingers never let up despite her silence, a side effect of the alcohol. Something to do with being practiced as an older sister perhaps, but she knew what tickling where caused the best reactions for Loid. Digging into his armpits, drawing random shapes or writing words in them, scratching under his chin softly, tapping down to his ribs where Loid would squirm. Yuri's fingers joined hers on the lower ribs, which seemed to be worse than his sides from how much he wriggled. She felt her face flushing at the realization her husband, who was always so stressed and tired from working and raising Anya (who was having dinner with her other uncle) was really giving in to the tickle monsters. His smile was the biggest she had ever seen, he had never cried this hard from laughing (although they had certainly gone overboard), and he had not really fought that hard to stop either one of them from doing this. She noticed how he looked though. The way his hair was messier than usual, his cheeks were more rosy with a grin that big, and now that his stamina was almost out, it was softening into something more helpless and tired. Something about him was simply so...endearing.
"My husband is such a cutie," She sighed happily. She opted to give him another break, watching Yuri slow down now that Loid really was getting out of control and spasming with his reactions. "Yuri, I think it is bedtime..."
"S' tickle time," Yuri frowned.
"Enough tickles," She fell to the side and released Loid's arms from under her knees. He shot them down to massage his tingling skin.
Yuri was deciding whether to actually stop the torture or keep going now that Yor was going to sleep, but his thinking was interrupted by the front door swinging open. Franky and Anya walked in, the former with a grocery bag that had several stuffed animals for the girl.
Stop being the fun uncle and spoiling my daughter! You could have saved me if you hadn't gone out!
Loid's eyes widened as he realized what sort of a disheveled state he must be in, and was exhausted to boot. "Uh..."
Yuri, on the other hand, had an evil idea. "Your papa lied about how ticklish he is! Yor and I were testing him!"
Franky snorted, and Loid felt like murdering him when he saw Anya sharing that exact same smirk. "You find that spot on his ribs?"
"TRAITOR!" Loid exclaimed.
"Sleepy time," Yor said again, and raised her arm to wave at the informant and daughter. "Papa doesn't need anymore tickles tonight! We'll play again some time soon," She grabbed Yuri and pulled him off so Anya could sit on her Papa's lap instead.
Loid pulled himself up as she tried to wiggle her little fingers over his chest. He allowed himself to giggle because really, Yuri and Yor were tickle monsters and had done a number on him, but grabbed Anya's small hands in his own and kissed one like she was a princess. "D-don't tickle Papa, tell me what Franky did to you."
"Uncle Scruffy and I got pizza!" Her eyes lit up, and Loid let himself relax again as he listened to what they did that evening. The siblings were falling asleep, Franky was for once being helpful by putting away empty dinner plates and wine glasses, and Anya still needed to get ready for bedtime.
He was thankful being a spy gave him so much stamina, otherwise he would have definitely drifted off from the tickle torture too.
I just had to do something with spyxfamily. I haven’t watched the show yet but I’ve read the manga and I just love it so much 😫❤️
And to everyone that made a request, don’t worry I’ll remember and I’ll do them. 🙏
A spy's one weakness *cough*of many*cough*
Summary: Loid's having a bad day as all of his agents keep on pestering him, luckily, his family know just how to take care of things. Enjoy!
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"End me"
were the words repeating over and over in Loid's head. You're probably wondering 'why tf is loid so upset?' Well my dear reader, the reason is that his agents have been asking him about how far he is with his mission since 5:00 IN THE F-CKING MORNING!!
😅 Ahem, anyway, Loid was now sick and tired of hearing them so he had cut off their communication until the next day (or until he was atleast in a good mood)
He laid back in his office chair and rubbed his sore eyes in annoyance. He was just about to go make lunch for Yor and Anya when he smelt something cooking. 'That's strange, Yor rarely ever cooks for us and anya's too irresponsible to cook.'
Without any further thoughts, he hauled himself off the chair and fast-walked to the kitchen. What he saw made much more sense that what the scenario in his head came to be, Franky was making a large ham and cheese omelette for everyone while Yor and Anya watched spy wars with visible anticipation in their gleaming eyes. Yor was the first to notice Loid's appearance and was also the first to ask "Konichiwa Loid-san, how has your day been so far?"
"Good afternoon Yor-san, my day has been rough unfortunately, my ag- employees had kept me awake as one of my recent patients has had a bit of an episode this morning"
Anya's attention had been yanked from the screen as soon as she heard her father's name. Though as she listened to their conversation, her only thought was 'papa is a liar, but a really good one at that.'
"Papa, why are you sad, how can Anya make you better?" Anya suddenly cut in. "O-oh, it's quite alright, Anya, I'm just a bit tired, that's all." Loid tried to reason. Emphasis on the word 'tried', turns out Anya had made it her personal mission to make her father happy before the end of the day.
"No! Papa must be happy, or Anya won't go to school!" And before Loid could answer, he felt two little arms wrap around his leg in a tight yet comforting hug. Loid yelped a bit at the sudden contact but soon melted into the tiny embrace he was offered. But that was when Anya struck, she had tricked him into cuddling her so that he would lower his guard down. Anya immediately dug five fingers into his ribcage and started to wiggle her fingers rapidly. And boy do I tell you when this grown ass man screeched in both shock and ticklish sensations.
He was so surprised that he couldn't contain the newfound giggles pouring out of his mouth, "A-anyahahaha, whahat are yohohuhu doihihing hahahaha!" To say yor was surprised was an understatement, she was in complete awe of her husbands adorable giggles.
And Franky, well....he just kinda stared with a little smirk on his face. But, back to tickles. Anya had started to move spots, from his ribs to his neck to his stomach. All of which produced charming giggles from her father, "Ahahahahnyahaha, stohohohop plehehahase hahahahahahaha!"
"Mama, help me make papa better." Anya commanded. A sly-looking yor obeyed this command with great pleasure and strategically ran her fingers up and down his spine. The fact that she did it so gently was only making matters worse (for Loid atleast).
"Guhuhuhuhuhuhuyss, Ihihim hahahappyhy. Ihi prohohohomihihise hehehahahaha! Plehehahase yohohuhu cahan st-AP HAHAHAHA WAHAHAIHIHIT STOHOHOP, NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEREHE HEHEHAHAHAHA!!" Apparently, Anya had found the jackpot on the back of Loid's knee and was completely enjoying herself.
"Papa, can't you handle just a little bit more? I'm only 6 and I can do better than that!" Anya declared proudly. "She's right y'know, I'm not sure how someone like you couldn't handle a little tickling~" Yor teased confidently. And would you believe it, Loid actually started blushing! There was a hint of red dusted over his cheeks and ears. But you could barely see it with how much he was shaking his head around.
This had been going on for around ten minutes until Loid's laughter started to fall silent with tears subtly emerging from his eyes. The second Anya and Yor noticed this, a huge wave of panick washed over them and they ceased their tickly fingers immediately. This gave Loid the time and rest he needs before death staring at Franky, "You could have helped me you know."
"Yeah, but then your omelette would burn" He replied with a cheeky grin plastered on his soon-to-be regretful face once Loid got enough stamina back.
As for Yor and Anya, they returned to the TV and contentedly listened to Loid chase Franky through the house.
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Hope you enjoyed, this is my first fic lol, please leave your opinions in the comments, please and thank you. Baaaiii!
Tktober Day 1: Anticipation
Hola I’m doing @august-anon’s tktober now so yeeee
✨ t u m ✨ also just them I’m getting back into sxf and I’m dying at how much I love em😭
See y’all for tmrw🤌
@danibby @tastybluesprite
Told you I’d do it and this is my treat for myself for my amazing grades on my tests at school🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺
Oh yeah y’all better go thank @skribblz for helping me cause my god this would’ve been so much worse if she didn’t get my shit back together
Also funny thing is how many frickin attempts I had to do to get the blush on Loids face correct💀
But anyways I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW IM READING THE MANGA RIGHT NOW BUT MY GOD IVE NEVER FALLEN IN LOVE WITH A SHOW SO FRICKING FAST ITS SO FUNNY ADORABLE AND I LOVE THE CHARACTERS
and i totally don’t wanna draw more tk art of em🤸♀️
But yeah hope u enjoy this I’m gonna go keep blasting the outro in my headphones even though last time I did it so much it gave me a headache litterally but oh well it’s such a good song and I love it
Here’s the speedart
Even if Franky was playing villain too, Loid just can't escape tickles.
Thought of Franky after seeing the below gif, I mean look at him!
"C'mon, being ticklish isn't that bad a weakness!" Franky teased.
"It's a pretty bad weakness." Anya stated. From her point of view, not even Franky could get Loid rolling in hysterics like Yor currently had him.
Tickle fights happened more often now, and Loid's traitor of a wife was winning most of them. He had not expected himself to be as sensitive as he was, or for Yor to be a lot better than him at this one silly endeavor. She was sitting on his thighs (his hands were trapped underneath her knees) and digging into his belly in a terribly ticklish way, nails gliding over the light cloth of his shirt and inching their way down to his waistline to untuck it and get his skin. His legs were doing full pinwheels behind her. He was red in the face and Franky was at his head poking his red cheeks in amusement. He was definitely going to kill them later with sneak attacks. Franky was supposed to be on his side!
"No, because you're getting him to laugh!" Franky had to speak up over the squealing hysterics. "It's a win if you see him this red in the face."
"Get him Mama!" Anya cheered. "Get the evil bad guy!"
"Gyaaaahahahaha staahahaaaaap!" Loid snorted when Yor finally went underneath his shirt. Her finger was twirling in his belly button and he bucked his hips hard to try to dislodge her.
It didn't work.
He couldn't laugh hard enough.
She was giggling and cooing down at her husband, who definitely deserved this just for being cute. "Aw, you want it to stop? Anya, has the evil villain had enough yet?" She went for both hips, and Loid tossed his head back and left his neck vulnerable.
Franky, ever the opportunist, smirked and tickled either side with light scratches.
"ENOUGH! NAHAHA, AHA, ahe-hee-hee-heeeeee! WAHAHAHA!" Loid's voice had entered a new octave in his squealing scales.
"Papa's had enough!" Anya agreed with a nod and a giggle. "One of the evil villains has been defeated! Victoryyyyy!" She ran around the trio with her arms in the air.
Loid was jealous she could do that without threat of imminent tickles. He couldn't anymore with Yor's constant tickle moods. She rolled off of him and he massaged the ghost tickles from his stomach, still giggling.
"You're so cute," Yor gushed.
"You're so cute," Franky mimicked. "You're just the cutest wittle thang in da - HEY!"
Loid had reached up to deliver a well-placed poke to the fun uncle's side. "Don't make fun, or you go down next," He warned...Then his expression changed. "Actually...You did throw me under the bus. And you're still an unpunished villain."
Anya kept running around cheering as Loid and Franky had a stare down. After a few moments the latter abruptly stood and started running for his life. "Head start!"
"Come back here!" Loid felt butterflies as he scrambled up to get that bastard before he escaped out the front door.
Yor sat back on her heels, having almost more fun watching Loid and Anya corner Franky for revenge. Better him than her. Especially when Loid was in a real revenge mood.
