Hey Goldie, how do you feel about someone else being dubbed 'cool guy'?
Ok so I asked him this over text right as I went to pick him up and we have text responses and then irl responses
"idk who cool guy is if it isn’t you, but frankly everyone in that community seems cool so far so I’ve no real qualms"
Cause he thought cool guy was one of you guys lmaooooo
And then we chatted in the car and he was like "oh! Yeah I don't mind ☺️☺️ tho I do think you're more of a golden retriever than me so idk if my nickname works 😒😒" (which btw, lies! he is the softest boy ever) (and also he was joking he doesn't actually mind the nickname)
For the ask game - W359 of course! And not to poke the bear but blue eye samurai :P
YEEEES THANK YOU BESTIE OMG!! These were so much fun you have no idea!
Wolf 359
* who’s the most ticklish character
Eiffel, no doubt about it
* who’s the character that most people would assume is ticklish, but actually isn’t
This may be a little out there, but bear with me. The OG human Lovelace wasn’t ticklish, even tho the dear listeners copy is
* who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles
Again, Eiffel, but he deserves it like 99% of the time
* who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others
HERAAAA! & I think she can probably see which spots are worse by scanning them. It shows the crews “vulnerabilities”
* who’s the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about
Only Jacobi knows that Kepler’s really ticklish on his ankles & the tops of his feet, it’s super cute & endearing & everything Kepler isn’t
* who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars
Literally a 50/50 toss up between Minkowski & Lovelace
* which character has a kink for tickling
Kepler gives off those vibes cause he likes the control aspect
* which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them
Lovelace 2.0! She was under the assumption that she’s not ticklish, but something wrong must’ve happened when rebuilding her atoms
* which two characters have tickle fights all the time
Eiffel & Minkowski, those two love to bicker & get on each other’s nerve, & Eiffel provokes her half the time
Adding the rest under the cut cause it got long
Blue Eye Samurai
* who’s the most ticklish character
Either Ringo or Akemi, I can’t decide
* who’s the character that most people would assume is ticklish, but actually isn’t
I think the Swordfather, just cause I can see a young Mizu trying to attack him & pouting when it doesn’t work
* who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles
I mean, Taigen really deserves it…
But Mizu is a grouchy, sarcastic asshole & everyone wants to see that bitch crack
* who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others
Akemi has such a strong intuition with this sort of thing, & she’s so smug about it
But I also think Heiji Shindo would be able to look at someone & clock their ass on sight
* who’s the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about
Only Ringo knows that Mizu is ticklish on her back, & he found out while helping her with the ritual
* who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars
Taigen! That’s definitely a duel he won’t lose, lmao. He’s had a lot of practice, is physically strong, & the most competitive bastard you’ve ever met. But once Mizu gets the hang of it, he better count his fucking DAYS
* which character has a kink for tickling
Madame Kaji cop out SHUT UP WHO SAID THAT
* which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them
MIZUUUU ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! Poor thing had no clue what it was & thought something was wrong with her. Taigen was messing with her & jabbed her in the side & she was POSITIVE he “did something” to her & was basically insinuating that he somehow poisoned her lmaooo, she really dug her own grave with that one
* which two characters have tickle fights all the time
They all like to pair off & have playful tickle fights when there’s nothing else to do. Taigen & Akemi are the ones who do it most often, & if she’s in a good mood, Mizu will attack Ringo out of the blue & call it “training” & Taigen & Mizu’s sparring matches can very easily turn into a tickle fight
Ted's convinced that he needs to do an entire personality overhaul in order to have people like him.
His friends disagree.
Here it is folks! The last day! Thank you so much to everyone who's been reading this entire month, it's been an exhausting but incredible challenge. For my last entry, you get my longest fic of the series. Hope y'all enjoy and have a very happy Halloween <33333
(Special thanks to my lovely ☁️ anon, your asks have kept me going this month and I appreciate you SO MUCH!!!!!!!!)
It was finally Halloween, Ted’s favourite holiday of the year! A time when he could gorge himself on candy and drink a few beers on a weekday and be slightly less judged for it than he would on any other boring old day.
The best part though, was that he’d actually been invited to a party for the first time since he was a teenager! There’d been no dancing around him, no whispering plans to each other in the hopes that Ted wouldn’t hear, and no side-eyeing him when he got just a little too excited about this specific holiday because it meant that he could pretend to be somebody else.
Anyways.
Earlier in the week, Bill had come up to him and said that he was hosting a little Halloween movie night for the CCRP crew. He said that it was to keep them occupied while various younger family members did their thing, but Ted had caught a glimpse of the excited glimmer in Bill’s eye that had surely been mirrored in his own.
In the end, only Bill, Charlotte, Ted, and even Paul had made an RSVP, which was all good by Ted’s standards since he didn’t really give a shit about any of the other people.
Now all he had to do was not fuck this up for himself.
Sure, things were getting better between him and the rest of them. The whole near-death apocalypse experience that they’d all had had bonded them together with the added side effect of finally kicking Ted’s ass into gear about becoming less of a douchebag.
But when your life flashes before your eyes and you’re actively disgusted with yourself, that’s when you know that it’s time to make some changes.
Ted’s taking baby steps. He broke off the affair with Charlotte after her husband died, it just wasn’t right to keep screwing around while she was grieving. He stopped borderline harassing his coworkers—yikes—and that resulted in them talking to him if you can believe it.
He hasn’t done a complete personality revamp because, honestly, he didn’t really want to. He still makes dirty jokes and plays pranks on his coworkers. He hasn’t stopped bugging people but he is less of an asshole about it which people seem to appreciate, if begrudgingly.
Long story short, Ted’s been leaning more into being the office jester rather than the office sleazeball, and it’s been doing wonders on the amount of friends that he has.
Any amount of friends is higher than zero, to be fair, but now he had three.
Tonight’s gonna be different, though. Tonight’s the launch of a whole new Ted that people will actually want to be around. Time to shake off the remnants of his past self (Borat impressions included) and be a pleasant person to be around!
So, Ted sat in his car beside the cases of beer that he’d been tasked with bringing, trying to hype himself up like a loser before his first school dance.
“Alright Spankoffski,” He drummed his hands on the steering wheel, “This is your chance to prove to everyone that you’ve really changed. You are going to be nice, and friendly, and a normal, not disgusting or sleazy, human being.”
He pulled into Bill’s driveway, gathering the beers into his arms and pointing at himself in his rear-view mirror, “Do not fuck this up.”
It was already dark out when Ted knocked on the door, doing his best to appear relaxed as he waited.
The door swung open to reveal Bill beaming at him, “Ted! We’ve finally got everyone so now we can actually par-tay! Come on in!”
He’d gone all out as a skeleton with the face paint and everything making Ted feel a little self-conscious about his Mario costume that he’d managed to dig out of his closet at the last minute just because he already had the mustache.
All that melted away when he actually stepped inside to see Charlotte, dressed as Catwoman, look at him and say, “It’s-a-me! Mario!” and Paul, wearing a nametag that said “This is my Halloween costume,” look him over and give him an amused grin.
“Alright everyone, I am here and I’ve brought beer!” Ted hoisted the cases in the air, “Now we can have some real fun!”
And they cheered.
Yeah, this was going to be a good night.
And boy was it.
A couple hours later, Ted found himself squished between Paul and Charlotte and halfway through their second corny as hell horror movie. Jump scares didn’t affect Paul because of course they didn’t but Charlotte screamed every time, often hiding her face in either Ted or Bill’s chest when something she deemed scary happened.
It was really nice and, honestly, Ted and Charlotte had come to more of a mutual understanding that they worked well as friends, and Ted was astounded at how relaxed the atmosphere was. They were just a group of friends, drinking beer and eating candy while watching shitty Halloween movies.
Ted almost felt like he could be himself.
Almost.
The movie they were currently watching had a…well endowed female character, lets say. Normally, Ted would be cracking jokes left and right, and it seemed as though everyone expected him to by the way they shot him looks every time she was on the screen.
But he didn’t say anything, and nobody commented on it.
Until she fell into the water wearing a white tank top. Because of course she did.
“Damn! Talk about a—” The words were already halfway out of Ted’s mouth before he cut himself off, self-preservation instincts kicking in just a few seconds too late to save him from the looks he was inevitably going to get.
Except the looks he got weren’t the usual exasperation or disgust. They were more along the lines of…concerned?
Before Ted could shake off that thought, Bill leaned forward and said, “No! You’ve been too quiet all night, Ted and I know you want to say something, so have at it.”
Fucking what?
“Uh, no. I’m good, actually.” Was this a trap? This had to be some sort of trap, right?
Charlotte jostled him a little bit, “Seriously?! How about, like, I’d drink from those jugs any day!”
The impression pulled a snort from Bill who added, “Yeah! Or what about something along the lines of ‘I bet I could make her scream!’”
Okay. Those were pretty good. But this was new Ted, and new Ted didn’t make or laugh at jokes like that when desperately trying to get people to like him.
He managed to keep a relatively straight face as he said, “Sorry folks, I got nothing.”
With his gaze locked back on the screen, Ted missed the confused and slightly worried looks his friends were shooting at each other. He also missed the look of resigned determination that crept onto Paul’s face.
“Not even a ‘My wife!’ Ted?”
Hearing those words come out of Paul’s mouth felt like some sort of auditory hallucination. Ted would put real money on Paul never having seen Borat in his life, so his impersonation was more along the lines of an impersonation of Ted’s impersonation, which was funny as fuck.
Ted snorted out half of a laugh before getting himself back under control and attempting to mimic the unimpressed eyebrow raise Paul always gives him when he made jokes like that.
“Damn,” Bill whistled lowly, “I can’t believe that didn’t work. Are you feeling alright, Ted?”
Ted just scoffed, rolling his shoulders, “Yeah man! Just introducing you guys to the new and improved Ted 2.0! No more inappropriate jokes that everybody hates!”
He thought that that would settle it well enough, that everyone would breathe a sigh of relief and move on.
Except out of the corner of his eye, Ted could see Paul wince and he could hear Charlotte’s sad little, “Oh, Ted.”
Also, it was hard to miss the way Bill stood up and walked directly in front of him to stare him in the eyes with an odd look on his face.
“Ted, you know that we don’t hate your jokes, right?”
Oh shit. Everyone was looking at him, and it felt like things were getting serious, so Ted defaulted to his tried and true defense mechanism: Being a sarcastic asshole.
He pasted a sardonic grin on his face, “Oh come on, Billy. I may be an asshole but I’m not fucking stupid. I know how to take a hint or twenty.”
Bill’s expression shuttered before shifting into something harder.
You’ve really done it now, Spankoffski. No matter what you say it’s always the wrong fucking thing.
When Bill opened his mouth, Ted braced himself for a dressing down before getting kicked out to spend Halloween alone like he should have been doing all along.
“Ted’s being a bit of a grouch, huh guys? Why don’t we find something that’ll tickle his funny bone and crack a smile.”
And the way Bill said that combined with the looks he gave Paul and Charlotte suddenly made Ted very nervous for an entirely different reason.
The whiplash he’d gotten from the sudden change in the direction of the night meant that Ted hadn’t braced himself by the time Charlotte was enthusiastically agreeing and slipping her nails into his overalls to spider them over his stomach.
Ted immediately folded over with a panicked wheeze, “Wait! Char dohon’t! Shit Paul nohohohohoho!”
Paul, Mr. I’m-allergic-to-fun-and-laughter, decided to throw everytging Ted thought that he knew about him to the wind and immediately go for the fucking kill by digging his fingers into Ted’s ribs.
“NO! Nononononono wahahahait!” He started curling up into a ball and apparently Bill was not having that. He managed to grab onto both of Ted’s wrists and pull them away from his torso, leaving him defenseless to Paul and Charlotte’s attacks.
Of course, Charlotte immediately took advantage of this and wormed a hand in under his arm, giggling delightedly at the shriek it elicited.
“Char! I cahahahahan’t!” Bill tugged out his arms a little further, chuckling at him, “Bihihihihihill why?!”
“I told you that you were being a grouch! And I felt like it was the only way to get you to listen to what I’m about to say, starting with you are our friend and we genuinely appreciate that you try to make us laugh.”
Oh. Oh shit.
Apparently his struggling became a bit more pronounced at that because Ted could just barely hear a pointed “See?” over his laughter.
“Yeah, Ted!” Charlotte piped in, reaching down to scribble over his knees in a way that had him giggling like a fucking kid, “We like your company! We definitely appreciate that you’re putting effort into being less of an asshole but we don’t want you to completely change your personality!”
This was too much. Ted was going to die and his tombstone was going to say Cause of Death: His friends were nice to him and he didn’t know how to handle it.
Of course, that’s exactly when Paul decided to flutter a few fingers against his neck and, “Oh my God was that a snort?!”
Okay. Now he was going to die.
“Fuhuhuhuhuck off Pahahahaul!” And he took that to heart, moving right back to his ribs because he’s an evil monster, “Shitshitshit not thehehehere yohohou dick!”
Paul just talked right over him, “Just accept that we actually like you and your stupid jokes and that you don’t have to completely change yourself into someone you think we’ll like better, because we won’t.”
And Ted really didn’t want to, mostly because he’s not sure how much he believes it, but he also couldn’t take much more of this.
Alright. Fuck it.
“OKAY! Okahahahay you guys lihihike me!”
“And?” Charlotte prompted.
“Ahahand my—HEY! Andmystupidjokes!”
“Annnnnddddd?” Bill swung his arms around, making Ted sway in place.
Shit what was the last one?!
Oh right, “And I dohohon’t have to chahahange myself into sohohomeone I think yohohou’ll like better!”
“Because?” Oh Ted was so going to kill Paul for this when he was free.
“Behehehecause you WON’T! Now let me gohohoho you dihihicks!”
The tickling stopped, and Ted sagged into the couch. Paul wrapped an arm tentatively around his shoulder and he practically melted into the affection, stupid grin still plastered on his face.
Bill came back—when had he left?—and shoved a glass of water into Ted’s hands which he almost immediately downed in between heaving pants.
Charlotte moved in a little closer and started running a hand through Ted’s rumpled hair to smooth it back out and Ted almost passed out there and then.
“You guys suck.” It was unconvincing, the smile and petulant tone saw to that. It’s alright though because Ted didn’t really mean it anyway.
Bill started rewinding the movie to catch up on what they’d missed as he asked, “You doing alright over there? We didn’t kill you or anything?”
Ted just gave him a vague thumbs up which seemed to be enough for him.
“You know that we mean it, right? You’re our friend, Ted.” Paul’s quiet voice had the warmth creeping back into Ted’s face as he grumbled.
“Yeah, yeah. Fucking whatever you saps. Can we watch the movie now?”
But his grin grew a little wider, and if the next time that woman showed up on screen Ted had called out, “She could hallow my ween!” to the mock-dismayed groans of his friends?
I haven't even listened to the last episode yet but I can't stop thinking about a fic idea where it's right after they get to the safehouse and Martin's still dazed from the Lonely and not all in reality, and Jon's trying to be close to him so he knows he's not alone, and Martin accidentally like, squeezes his side, and Jon was /not/ expecting that and just blurts out a laugh before he can stop himself 1/2
2/2 and when he looks at Martin he sees way more colour in his cheeks (along with a bit of a smug grin bc /Jon/ you never said you were /ticklish/) and Martin admits that it's nice to hear him laugh, and it turns into hearing Jon laugh helps ground him out of the Lonely, and horribly awkward touchstarved Jon is like 'well I GUESS. if it helps. only bc it helps you. I definitely don't want you to do it.' and AGH (P.S. have you read 'a gentle touch' on ao3?)
OH,, WANNA WRITE,,, i will. eventually. also yes i have read it its v good,,
🫠: what is something that a lee/ler can do that ALWAYS makes you melt?
HEAD SCRATCHES !!!!! I'm such a sucker for head scratches I will legitimately fall asleep.
Any kind of super soft slow controlled kinda tracing on most of my spots (if there's no teasing involved it's just trying to get me melty) will work tho lmao.
🤯: what is something you discovered during a session that surprised you?
Oooo... Honestly I'd maybe say how bad my back actually is. For something that's usually really nice and just tingly it can be REALLY FUCKIN TKLISH too.
🧑🏾⚖️: what's your tickling hot take?
Idk if it's a hot take but I genuinely think (pretty much) everyone can enjoy some aspect of tkling to some extent. Not necessarily the full tkl stuff we're familiar with but most people will like back tkls, or foot rubs that also kinda tkl when there's a lot of pressure on a certain spot.
Not to say I'd go round tkling everyone with the thought they're gonna have some lightbulb moment and join our community, but I think tkling gets a really bad rep in general spaces and it can be genuinely fun for everyone with communication and respect.
Omg you've been watching she-ra? I love it so much, the fic potential is SO GREAT and there are NOT ENOUGH FICS! I for sure wanna write another one for it but I've been having so much trouble settling on an idea ;_;
are there some omg I need to read them yes I watched it all and loved it
HOW GOOD IS THE DRAGON PRINCE?!! Omg I love it sooo much, the characters are all amazing. Do you have any headcanons?
THEYRE ALL SO AMAZING I love it it’s REALLY god damn good.
as for headcanons I mean ya KNOW ya boy callum gotta be a ticklish lil babe!!!! what if he learned like a tickling spell???? WHAT IF HE TRIED IT ON HIMSELF AND COULDNT MAKE IT STOP AND RAYLA COMES OVER TO HELP HIM??? oh my. Feathers? Also if you’re caught up like FEATHER ARMS???? yes so many ler opportunities too.
Rayla def gonna be snarky and I’m not ticklish but secretly she is, maybe she’s good at hiding her initial reactions. I think she’d be a little more of a ler though but get all flustered blushy and cover her face when she’s the Lee
