Shaun and Jared are having a bit of a slow day in the hospital. And for some reason, Shaun won't stop poking Jared. And unfortunately, Jared's quite ticklish...especially on the ribs, where Shaun keeps poking him. Why must we dance this dance?
This fanfic was suggested by @FailureIsSweet on AO3. I hope you enjoy! And sorry it took ages to make. I didn't forget about it, though. And I knew I would finish it eventually. So, here it is in all its glory!
“God…It’s really slow today.” Jared complained.
Shaun looked in Jared’s general direction as if he had 3 heads. “I don’t understand what you mean.” Shaun admitted.
“There’s no one here. It’s quiet.” Jared told him.
“We are in the office. Of course it’s quiet.” Shaun added.
“No no no…” Jared sighed and rubbed his nose. “I mean the hospital is emptier than usual. There aren’t many patients and our next surgery isn’t for another 2 hours.” Jared told him.
Shaun went quiet as he listened to the hallways for any sound. The only thing he could hear was the occasional nurse walking by. There were no blaring machines, no wailing children, and no TV’s on. It was quite silent.
“That’s odd.” Shawn told him.
“It really is. I don’t know how much more of the silence I can take.” Jared admitted.
Shawn listened for anything else coming from the hallways. He can’t really hear anything besides a couple footsteps far up the hallway. Shawn listened to the footsteps. “Have you seen Dr. Melendez?” Shawn asked.
“Not since we came here.” Jared admitted.
Shaun nodded and checked through the duotang of patient files. The medical history, the most recent test information, and the blood work results were in it. Shaun flipped through the patient files one by one. “Hey Jared, did-” Shaun gave Jared a poke.
“oOHGOD-”
Shaun paused his words and looked at Jared with confusion. Jared was holding the sides of his ribs as he looked at Shaun with slight embarrassment.
“...Did you see she has an iron deficiency?” Shaun finished his sentence.
“I-Yes. Yes, I did.” Jared replied.
“And she is taking medication for the iron deficiency.” Shaun added, lowering his finger and hand down to his own lap.
“She could just need the medication upped a bit. That’s all.” Jared replied.
Shaun nodded. “I know. Why did you make that sound?” Shaun asked.
“What sound?” Jared said, acting dumb.
“You said ‘oh god’.” Shaun replied, using his normal voice to ‘imitate’ Jared.
“I…Okay, yeah…I did. But for good reason.” Jared admitted.
“Why?” Shaun asked.
“Because you scared me.” Jared replied.
Shaun blinked. “Does poking make someone say ‘Oh God’?” Shaun asked.
“If they’re jumpscared, then yes.” Jared replied.
Shaun looked down at his hands, and slowly made a fist with his index finger sticking out. He looked over to Jared straight on, and lifted up his finger. “Where did I poke you?” Shaun asked.
Jared widened his eyes and covered his ribs again. “My ribs! All you did was poke my ribs.” Jared told him, blushing slightly.
“Did I tickle you?” Shaun asked.
“Why would I tell you that?” Jared asked back.
“Because it would explain why you said ‘Oh god’.” Shaun told him.
“No it wouldn’t. You’re just gonna tickle me if I say yes.” Jared replied.
“So it did tickle.” Shaun replied.
“Yes! Okay?! It tickled. Happy?” Jared finally replied.
Shaun lowered his finger down, and looked back at the patient file. “Okay.” Shaun said before picking up the file. Jared visibly relaxed as Shaun focused more on the files than on his ticklishness. He did NOT want Shaun to find out how ticklish he was. Because if he did, who knows how many people he’ll blurt it out to!
Jared sighed and closed his eyes.
*poke*
Jared just about jumped 20 feet in the air! “GAHA!” Jared fell right onto the floor in surprise. “Shahaun!” Jared yelled, grabbing the bottom of the chair.
Shaun smiled a bit and lowered his index finger. “I scared you again.” He declared before turning back to the file.
Jared got up and sat down on the seat. But Jared didn’t visibly relax this time. Because the last time he did, Shaun scared him again. And he did NOT want to be caught off guard again.
“Hey Shaun-”
*poke*
“OhGEEZ- Shaun!” Jared yelled, poking Shaun’s ribs right back with 2 fingers instead of 1. “How does that feel?” Jared reacted.
Shaun was giggling and curling his body away from Jared’s fingers. “Hehehehehe- Jared.” Shaun said.
“Doesn’t feel very good, does it?” Jared teased.
Shaun started poking Jared back, making sure to poke in the belly and ribs. While he was, he was able to imagine the general human’s inner abdominal area, and zoom in to show the many nerve endings in those particular spots.
Jared was snickering often and guffawing occasionally as he struggled to gain the upper hand. “Shahahaun! BAHAAA! HAHAHAHA! NOTFAHAIR!” Jared yelled.
“You hahave mahany free nerve endings ohon yohour behehelly.” Shaun explained, still giggling from Jared’s pokes back. Shaun grabbed Jared’s wrists and held them together with his left hand in front of him, while his right hand tickled his lower ribs. “Your somatosensory receptors are reacting to every touch I create with my fingers against your ribs. And the free nerve endings on your ribs and skin are sending signals up your spine, to the somatosensory cortex located in the parietal lobe of your brain.” Shaun explained.
“Ihihihi KNOHOHOHOW THAHAHAT!” Jared yelled.
Shaun stopped tickling so he could poke the upper back area of Jared’s scalp. “It is roughly here.” Shaun told him.
“IHIhihi knohow thahahat tohohohoo.” Jared replied, slowly calming down.
Shaun looked at Jared, almost staring at his ribs for a few moments. It was like he was scanning Jared’s body for more ticklish spots. But, of course, Shaun can’t do that. He’s a human, not a robot.
Or…so he’s convinced us to believe…
Jared was breathing somewhat calmly as he watched Shaun stare at him. He looked at his own hands. “Shaun…are you going to let-”
Shaun suddenly dropped Jared’s hands.
Jared let out a sigh of relief and moved his hands behind himself to push himself up. “Thank you. Now we- WAH- HEHEHEHEY! WAHAHAIT, NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Jared yelled suddenly, interrupting himself and flopping onto his own back as he instinctively grabbed Shaun’s hands. “HAHAHAHAHAhahahaha!”
Shaun was smiling with his teeth now, looking almost excited as he tickled him somewhat mercifully. “You’re ticklish. You’re ticklish. You’re very ticklish. You’re so ticklish. You’re ticklish. You’re ticklish. You’re ticklish. Jared’s ticklish.” Shaun kept repeating over and over again as he kept tickling his ribs and belly.
“Stahahahap repeheheheating thahat! Ihihihi knohohow Ihi’m tihihicklihihish!” Jared admitted, now wrapping his arms around himself to hide his ribs. But this just encouraged Shaun to tickle his belly instead.
“You’re ticklish. You’re ticklish. You’re ticklish. You’re really ticklish. You’re ticklish.” Shaun kept repeating. His hands were dancing all over Jared’s belly, unable to contain any of the excitement.
It was hard to tell if this was just a burst of excitement, or if this was Shaun’s way of teasing him. And unfortunately for Dr. Kalu, the ‘teasing’ worked wonders on him.
“You’re ticklish. He’s ticklish. Claire, look! He’s ticklish. Jared’s ticklish.” Shaun said, looking towards the door.
Jared took a quick peek over to the person at the door, and just about died of embarrassment. Claire was standing right there, watching with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. Apparently she was unable to fathom the reaction Shaun was giving him either.
Jared moved his hands behind himself and tried to push himself up. “Lehet mehe-”
“Jared is ticklish. See?” Shawn looked at Jared and tickled his now-vulnerable ribs. Jared’s balance completely broke and he flopped right onto his back again. “NOHOHOHOHOhohoho!” Jared laughed.
“Oookay…Shaun.” Claire said.
Shaun looked at Claire again, immediately stopping his tickle attack on Jared. “Yes?” Shaun replied, putting his hands together in front of his ab muscles like he usually does.
“Maaaaybe this isn’t the place to be tickling people.” Claire explained.
Shaun nodded as he stood up and walked a few feet away from Jared. “Okay.” He replied, sitting down on his chair again.
Claire sighed and walked up to Jared. “Need some help up?” she asked.
Jared nodded and took her hand. Claire, with quite a bit of strength, managed to pull Jared up onto his feet. But the moment Jared was on his feet, Claire started tickling his ribs. “Now don’t think you’re getting away without being tickled.” Claire teased.
“BAHAHahahaha! Whahahat?! Clahahahaire! Hahahahaha- dohohon’t!” Jared reacted, struggling to once again cover up his ribs with his arms.
Shaun looked at Claire with confusion. “You just said ‘maybe this isn’t the place to tickle people’.” Shaun told her.
“That’s right.” Claire replied.
“Then why are you tickling Jared?” Shaun asked.
“Because I know Jared a lot better than you do, Shaun.” Claire replied.
Shaun was confused as to what Claire meant by that, but decided to ignore it…for now. Maybe later he would ask Claire about their relationship. Shaun decided to look back at the patient files, and look for anything they may have missed before they do the surgery.
“Shahahaun’s tihihicklihihish tohohoo.” Jared told her.
“Oh reeeaaally?” She teased, looking at Shaun.
Shaun widened his eyes for just a moment, and narrowed them together again as he went back to reading.
“aaAACK!” Shaun shouted as he lost his focus and dropped the folder so he could hug his sides.
Claire bursted out laughing at Shaun’s reaction almost right away, before turning Shaun’s chair. With Shaun’s body now facing her, Claire skittering her fingers all over Shaun’s sides again. “You ARE ticklish! Jared was right!” Claire reacted.
Shaun doubled over and chuckled, trying to push Claire’s hands away. But everytime he pushed one hand away, the other hand would return to tickle him some more. It was a never ending battle between a determined surgical resident against a ticklish surgical resident.
“Hahaha! Ohokay, ihi’m ticklihihish. Yohohou gohohot mehe to lahaugh. Tihihime to stohohop.” Shaun told her.
Claire nodded and stopped her fingers. She sat down and watched as Shaun calmed down from the tickles. He shivered as the phantom tickles continued to plague him. “My nerves are tingly and…strange.” Shaun admitted.
“It’s called phantom tickles, Shaun. It’s where your body feels phantom tickly sensations even after the fingers have been removed.” Claire explained.
Shaun got up onto his feet, grabbed her hands, and placed them onto his own sides. “It felt nice. I like it.” Shaun told her.
“You…You like it?” Claire gave his side a poke, and watched as Shaun jerked and giggled.
“Hehehehe!” He started nodding his head as a blush showed up on his face.
Claire was unsure what to do. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to tickle Shaun. She was too afraid to overdo it. She looked to Jared for guidance, but Jared just shrugged his shoulders and signaled for her to continue. “If he enjoys it, then why not?” Jared told her.
Claire slowly started to tickle Shaun’s sides again. And naturally, Shaun reacted with wiggles and small fits of laughter. “Ihihi’m tihicklish! Ihihi’m tihihicklihihish! Ihi’m reheally ticklihihish!” Shaun started to repeat over and over again.
“Here comes the excitement.” Jared warned with a smirk. “To think he’s been hiding this part of him from us for so long.” Jared added.
“I can’t believe he has this much energy in him!” Claire admitted.
Eventually, Jared walked up to the door and closed it. He locked it, closed the blinds and cracked his knuckles as he walked to Shaun. With everything all ready, Jared started tickling Shaun too.
The two residents tickled him for about 10 minutes. Though, the residents kept on stopping in case any of those footsteps in the hallway were going to stop at their room. When the footsteps moved past the room, Jared and Claire would resume tickling once again. They knew it was somewhat risky of them to be doing this. But Shaun and Claire knew each other well. Claire and Jared knew each other too. And now, Jared and Shaun were getting to know each other better.
And Shaun clearly wanted this! He expressed so through his body language! So, why argue with that?
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Illustrator: kirathehyrulian
Author: nerdypastrychef
Title: Oasis
Word Count: 4712
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Jared/Jensen
Addtional Tags: are at the begginning of the fic, make sure you are aware of them before you read
Summary: Roman soldier Jensen is sent to Egypt to oversee the marriage negotiations between Caesar and Pharaoh Jared's younger sister. Pharaoh shows him something more interesting to pay attention to.
Fic Link: | Ao3 |
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👇(Bonuses/Spoilers for the story under the cut:)👇
Artist notes:
This is my half of the collab in the SPN Reverse Bang. I feel like I can say, My author and me have made it! Yay! It is done!
So, just in case you don’t know what a reversebang is, it’s where an artist draws an illustration and an interested writer picks it to write a story inspired by the work. More goes into the process, but that’s pretty much the gist of it.
I was at a loss on what to draw (I didn’t know there was prompts that you could use if you want). But every time I looked at Jared’s fox eyes I kind of wanted to know what he/Sam would look like with Egyptian make-up. And Jensen always looked like a Roman officer of varying rank to me. So, I explored that idea.
Before I got picked, I said I wasn’t opened to making additional art. But, that was only because I didn’t think I’d be able to. T.T I just didn’t want to get any potential authors’ hopes up.
It’s been a busy fall for me. Every week there has been projects due every week lately. Take my busy schedule and mix it with the fact that I have a bad procrastination and avoidance issues and you get a bad combination for projects at this time of the year.
But, I wanted to do more. I felt like it wasn’t fair or enough just to give my author one illustration. So I tried to make more. I completed the title card. I think the quality is okay. I wished I spent more time on the water. But, the additional pieces below are just WIPs that won’t be revisited. I was too ambitious. But, I put work into them so I’d rather them not collecting dust in my folders. You’re basically seeing the dvd extra’s deleted/wip scenes here.
(You’re only seeing naked shoulders in these WIPs, so it’s sfw.)
Scene 2.1 WIP:
This WIP is supposed to be a season 2ish Jared. -_- I don’t know if I accomplished that. The face and hair are passable....kind of. But I’m not happy with the shoulders, pecs, and positioning. I stared at Jared’s torso pics for hours trying to figure out how it would look if the source lighting was hitting him in the front. All the reference photos I found were not at the right angle entirely or the source lighting is shining on the body at the wrong angle. I looked at other dudes chests and I had the same issue. Nothing probably makes you hate looking at your favorite characters or celebs more than having to stare at reference photos for hours and still not figuring out what went wrong.
I should have devoted more time towards research, but I was burning out fast during the past few weeks. School’s been a little more intensive since it’s near the end of the semester and I’ve been feeling a little erratic because of it all.
Anyways, I wanted this piece to look and feel like the audinece member was the one hovering over Jared.
Scene 2.2 WIP:
This one was rushed for sure. I actually had pretty good references available for this scene, but the quality of the drawing was limited by the time that was left available. Everything is blurry or jagged. Jensen’s face and body have flaws and distortions that I wish I could fix. (hehe he kind of looks like a smiling grimlin) In the background behind Dean’s head is supposed to be a ceiling fan. It’s supposed show that your looking up at the ceiling, but I didn’t do a perspective check. And, I think I put the crown molding in the wrong place. Maybe we can say it’s just a room divider or something. Idk... t.t
Sigh. Oh well. At the very least the characters are recognizable?
Anyways, there is a reason why I wanted the characters in this perspective. This story is basically a pwp. So instead of just being voyeur like the viewer was in the roleplay world illustrations, I wanted to make it easier for the viewers to put themselves in the characters perspective. But, alas these pieces need a lot of work. Still, I’m not too upset with them. The potential was there and it’s nice to think about the what-ifs.
Enjoy, if you can!♥♥♥
Musical Inspiration (Things that I listened to this time to get in the mood to draw, but not meant as an accompaniment to the fic):
I listened to a lot of Will smith Arabian Night while drawing the official pieces. I was just listening to a lot of background markiplier while I was drawing the WIPs.
When you're trying to make a cover photo for a oneshot dropping on Patreon tomorrow and you accidentally make it look like J2 are about to fucking destroy little twinky Tom Holland 🤣🤣🤣
Jensen moved from Dallas to Portland in an effort to escape his helicopter parents. For the past four years, he's been living that Pacific Northwest Life. His boss, however, warns him about going "full Portland hipster."
B-Side Records and Music opened up in the Pearl District on NW 12th and Northrup back in the nineties. Amos has been holding grudges against hipsters ever since. Sadly, even record stores need working lights. Cue Jared Padalecki, a tattooed, pierced, half-British, half-Texan master electrician.
Incredible, right?
But Jensen has Baggage and a few issues to work through. Can he move forward? Should he call Jared back?
Featuring vinyl records, a Nat King Cole soundtrack, the use of text emojis, British and Texan accents, and numerous Portlandia references.
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