I really absolutely loved making this beautiful Scream 6 Fanart of Ethchara's LGBT polyamorous ship of the characters of Ethan Bailey Kirsh Landry, Tara Carpenter and Chad Meeks Martin together but also because I loved making it based on the park scene of when the 3 of them were with their friends planning about their survival plan against Ghostface but also because I loved making in the Tara and Chad tickle Ethan mercilessly and lovingly because I love to imagine that after they finished discussing their plan against the evil Ghostface then when Tara and Chad will stay behind with Ethan because the 3 had a group project to finish would be when both would notice that he was too quiet because he had obviously been uncomfortable regarding the Ghostface matter to which then both Tara and Chad would decide to help him feel better and since they would be alone they would mercilessly tickle their beloved Ethan to see him laugh and smile comfortably without being forced only so that the 2 of them do not worry about him at the same time that Chad would quickly hold him while Tara would tickle him while Ethan although he would try to get away from the tickling he would not try much because he really enjoys being that way with them 2 but also because he would try not to hurt the girl and the boy he liked at the same time that the 3 would be completely blushed by the beautiful laugh that Ethan had but also by how close they were to each other before they gave him a break so that he would not faint at the same time that they would also hug him and kiss his cheeks at the same time but at the same time also because even if I am completely aware that Ethan is a Ghostface at the end of the Scream 6 movie I really would have loved it if we had seen him redeem himself and instead of choosing his dad and his sister Quinn with his revenge plan for the death of his older brother Richie instead of that Ethan would have done the right thing and would have tried to save Tara and Chad by telling them the truth so that neither they nor any of his friends would die or get hurt because Ethan had really fallen absolutely in love with the 2 and he didn’t want to lose them and although I don’t know if you agree and I have the impression that it’s not like that despite that I really would have loved that this had really happened in every possible way honestly but at the same time also because I also loved making this beautiful Fanart because my best friend @moonlightchild-888 also likes the ship LGBT polyamorous interracial of the 3 of them together in every possible way
I also did it for: @moonlightchild-888 and @true-justice And especially because my best friend @moonlightchild-888 also likes Ethan, Tara and Chad’s boat together, since she also likes the ship LGBT polyamorous of them 3 together from Scream 6
AN: First fic on here! Decided to make a tickling fic for Unus Annus before the channel goes away. This fic is platonic or queerplatonic. Hope you enjoy!
Summary: Mark and Ethan are filming an endurance test video and for one of the rounds, Ethan decides to do a slightly childish method of getting Mark to crack and it works. However Ethan forgets that Mark is always one for revenge.
It was a somewhat normal day in LA. Well somewhat normal for the two youtubers in question Mark and Ethan. They were back at filming another video for their temporary channel Unus Annus. This video was another challenge for them to complete. Specifically a challenge of an endurance contest for this video.
They had been filming for around twenty minutes at this time with only being a few rounds in. Filming had paused for a few minutes as they got set up for the next one. At this point Mark came in the room with a cocky grin.
“You ready to lose, Eef?” Mark asked confidently.
“We’ll see what happens. I’m still ahead after all.” Ethan remarked.
The camera was turned back on and they got back into frame.
“Alright now it’s time for round four which is based on the try not to laugh challenge. We’ll each take a turn standing in the center of the room while the other does their best to make them laugh.” Mark explained to the camera.
“Who’s going first though?” Ethan questioned him.
“You can go first as I did last round.” Mark replied.
Ethan nodded in agreement and moved to stand in the middle of the room. His turn lasted a good few minutes as Ethan was determined but the other male knew him well and knew just a few good jokes which made him laugh.
Now it was Mark’s turn and he made his confidence now as he gave Ethan a confident smirk while now standing in the center of the room. Ethan considered his options at first before starting to try a few jokes that would usually work. However none of them worked as Mark was determined to win this.
After a few minutes, Ethan had run out of ideas. He was starting to grow frustrated that nothing was working until another idea popped up in his mind. This one was more risky and Ethan wasn’t entirely sure he should do it. He was starting to ignore the idea and think of others when Mark spoke up again.
“Well I think it’s obvious we have a clear winner.” Mark spoke.
“I’m not finished yet.” Ethan remarked with slight annoyance.
Yeah that was it. Ethan was now definitely going through with this plus it could help knock Mark down a couple pegs even if it was just an act for the video. He moved to stand behind Mark and quickly reached out and squeezed Mark’s sides.
This quickly took Mark off guard as he was barely able to hide his reaction. He turned around and grabbed Ethan’s wrists in surprise. However Ethan was determined and pulled his hands free before rapidly squeezing and scribbling his fingers along Mark’s sides and ribs.
Mark held out for a few seconds but eventually went into laughter.
“Ehehehethan! Thihihis ihihisn’t fahahair!” Mark protested.
“We never made a rule against tickling. Besides it’s working.” Ethan replied, continuing to tickle him.
“Ohohokay fihihine yohohou wihin-NOHOHOHO NOHOHOT THEHEHERE” Mark went into hysterics as Ethan had moved his hands up to the older male’s underarms. He fell to the ground and squirmed while Ethan followed him there and continued to attack the weak spot.
“Wow this must be a really bad spot. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you laugh this hard before.” Ethan commented with a smile.
“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!” Mark remarked.
“No I dont think I will. This is fun.” Ethan replied.
This attack continued on for a few more minutes before Ethan finally decided to stop and give him mercy. Mark stayed laying down for a bit as he caught his breath. While Ethan stood up and grinned victoriously.
“Alright I think I’m the winner of this contest.” Ethan spoke up.
“Not so fast.” Mark replied before suddenly tackling Ethan to the couch.
“What-hehehey Mahahark nohoho:” Ethan immediately went into laughter as Mark started scratching and squeezing Ethan’s sides.
“You thought you could get away with that? Not a chance.” Mark spoke with a smirk.
“Thihihis ihihisn’t fahahair!” Ethan protested.
“Oh it is too fair. You tickled me and now I’m getting revenge.” Mark replied.
“Nohohoho ihihim sohohohorry.” Ethan remarked, trying to squirm away.
“Are you actually sorry?” Mark asked him.
“Kihihihind OHOHOF-” Ethan shrieked the last part in hysterics as Mark switched to digging into his ribs.
“Oh is this your weak spot? Good.” Mark teased as his smirk widened.
“MAHAHARK PLEHEHEASE!” Ethan let out a squeal.
“Please what?” Mark purposefully tried to drag it out a bit longer.
After another minute or so, Mark finally relented and let Ethan breathe.
“Now we’re even.” Mark spoke up and laid on the couch beside Ethan.
Both of them were exhausted at this point. Ethan moved closer to Mark and wrapped his arm around him. Mark gave a soft fond smile and held Ethan close to him. The two fell asleep soon after, forgetting about the video they were filming.
A few hours later Amy walked into the house. There was a pause when she saw the two on the couch before pulling a blanket on them. She took a picture of them and walked off, letting the two youtubers rest.
-Ethan is such a huge goofball even tho he’s a “bad boy” so he’s always been great at making Lex laugh
-he gets even better at it once he finds out Lex is ticklish
-they were making out & he’s a bit handsy, running his hands all over her body, groping, grabbing her sides to pull her closer, squeezing her hips gently, & she couldn’t hold back anymore & giggles into the kiss
-he gets this sparkle in his eyes & starts deliberately trying to tickle her to test out his theory & she starts laughing even harder
-he thinks her laugh is like the prettiest sound ever & tickles her all the time because of it
-tickly makeouts definitely become a thing between them
-she finds out he’s ticklish by retaliating after a particularly mean attack
-he’s even more ticklish than her which she absolutely adores
-they’re both major switches so tickle fights break out very frequently
-Lex’s spots are her stomach, thighs, & underarms
-Ethan’s spots we are his neck, ears, ribs & hips
-you know he’s in a ler mood cause his voice drops & his eyes are just the slightest bit crazed
A/N: I hope this is good! I got inspiration from one of @thetickleeraven‘s post :) I know Anti is better as a darkish character but I made him forming to be good, just because I felt like it, so ya. Darkiplier runs a facility that makes kids fearful, Wilford runs a facility that makes kids laugh. Enjoy.
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Pairs: Wilford Warfstache, Antisepticeye, Ethan
Monsters. We are told monsters live under our bed, and in our closet. We are told monsters are going to get us and well...whatever your parents told you when you were little to put some fear in you. But Ethan, he didn’t believe in monsters, oh no. He was smarter than that, he knew such things didn’t exist.
He couldn’t be more wrong…
Monsters did exist. They did hide under your bed, and in your closet. They are watching you sleep, observing your lifestyle, when you sleep, when you wake up, when you toss and turn, revealing your vunerable flesh. No, no. They aren’t going to eat your flesh.
These aren’t murderous monsters, they’re tickle monsters. Waiting, waiting for an opportunity to arise, so they can feed off your laughter. You are their supply, you are their feast. Of course, this is merely harmless! It does no damage to you, unless of course, you have some disability, but we’ve sent our most caring monsters to those special children who could use a laugh.
But the monsters we sent to little Ethan’s house? These are the top guys, they can crack anyone, even the ones who claim they aren’t ticklish, the ones who refuse to laugh. Because, as you know, no laughter equals no energy. What are their names of course? Wilford Warfstache and Antisepticeye. A scary name, indeed, but I assure you they mean no harm. Anti worked for the scare tactics, giving children nightmares, he worked for Darkiplier, Wilford’s evil twin. But, Wilford was able to get Anti and have him work for the good side, making children laugh, not cry.
They were in charge of being Ethan’s monsters. They felt great sympathy for Ethan, who didn’t have many friends, they would watch him from the closet toss a ball on the floor and sigh deeply, looking out the window at the other kids playing. Sometimes Wilford would want to go out there and tickle the snot out of him when he would start crying, whispering how alone he felt, but he couldn’t. Not yet.
“Why? Why can’t I just have one friend! I don’t even care anymore! Sometimes I wish monsters were real, and maybe then they can be my friends.” Ethan’s 14 year old voice piped, crying, before looking under his bed, sighing his familiar sigh.
Wilford couldn’t take it anymore, he busted out the closet, causing the boy to gasp in shock.
“Wilford, no!” Anti hissed, stepping out of the closet too.
They were now both standing in front of the boy, the room was dimly lit as he was supposed to be in bed, his parents on a dinner date. The boy stared at them for a few seconds, tears streaming down his face from earlier, before exclaiming.
“You answered my wishes! Do you want to be my friends?” He asked, walking over to them, looking all the way up at the older men.
“Why, of course! We would love to be your friend! I’m Wilford, and that’s Anti. He’s a stick in the mud sometimes but he’s loveable. We are the monsters you called upon, Ethan.” Wilford smiled, bending down and hugging the boy, who hugged him back.
“Monsters? Good monsters right? Not bad monsters?” He asked warily, taking a momentary step back.
“No, no! We aren’t bad monsters, we are good monsters, Wilford and I are tickle monsters. All we do is make you laugh. That isn’t bad is it?” Anti explained, smiling.
“Tickle monsters are real?” Ethan said, looking completely baffled.
“Yeah we are! There’s thousands of us kiddo.” Wilford smiled.
“Wow. That’s so cool! But, why are you here in my closet if you’re tickle monsters?”
“See, Ethan, we feed off of laughter.”
“Off of laughter?” He repeated, looking a little worried.
“Each monster has a closet, each monster has an assigned kid. You were ours. We are supposed to tickle you and feed off your laughter, with your permission of course. We watched you, be tickled by your parents, and observed your tickle spots. But, if you say no to us tickling you, we must move onto another closet to get our energy and we don’t ever come back.” Wilford explained.
“Tickle me.” Ethan replied.
“What?” Anti and Wilford said at the same time.
“Then tickle me. Get your energy. I don’t mind, really.” Ethan said, and truth be told he really didn’t. These monsters were now his friends, and he’d do anything for his friends.
“Oh, okay! Are you sure? Is there any place you don’t want us to tickle?” Wilford said, sitting on the floor next to him.
“I never really paid attention to where I’m ticklish so I don’t know.” Ethan said truthfully, anticipation building in his tummy.
“Well, we did.” Anti grinned, before clawing at the boy's’ tummy, causing his to let out a stream of giggles.
“Nohohohoho!” His smiled was so cute, his little snorts in between giggles, adorable.
“Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!” Anti cooed, squeezing his sides, causing Ethan to buck his hips.
“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOH AHAHAHANTI!!” His laugh ringing throughout the silent house.
“Where should I tickle Anti? Any suggestions?” Wilford said teasingly.
“Hmm, try right….here.” Anti replied, swiping a finger across Ethan’s collarbone, a shriek escaping his lips.
“Good spot! Thanks Anti!” Wilford said, tickling gently across Ethan’s collarbone, making the boy shriek and go red in the face.
Wilford stopped after a little bit, not wanting to tucker him out so soon.
“SWIHIHIHITCH SPOHOHOHOHOTS AHAHAHAHNTIHIHIHI!” Ethan begged, unable to take the side tickling any longer.
“Oh, all right, since you asked.” He smirked, scanning his body for potential hot spots.
“I remembered one time...you didn’t put the dishes away...and where oh where was that special little spot that your mom tickled you in that made you beg to do the dishes?”
“I dohohoHOHOHON’T KNOHOHOHOW!” He screamed as Wilford drilled his underarms, a sweet spot of his.
“Sweet spot, nice Wilford. As for you Ethan. I think it was….here.” Anti said, squeezing Ethan’s kneecaps.
Ethan lost it.
He was kicking his legs out, bursting with laughter and happiness. It tickled so much!
“Anti! Don’t kill him! We haven’t found all his tickle spots yet. Let’s give him a breather.” Wilford scolded, ceasing his tickling.
“Hehehe, wow. That was fun!” Ethan exclaimed, a smile glued to his face.
“It was? You like being tickled?” Anti sounded surprised.
“Dude! Okay, don’t tell anyone okay?”
“We swear.”
“I love being tickled, but that’s like..a girly thing. So, I keep it to myself.”
“That’s adorable!” Wilford gushed.
“SHUT UP!” Ethan groaned.
“Well, since you love being tickled, do you want us to tickle you again?” Anti asked, getting a mumbled response, knowing exactly what he said.
“You heard him Willy, tickle him!” Anti exclaimed, going back at the boy’s knees, but lighter this time.
“NOHOHOHO, TIHIHIHICKLE MY RIHIHIBS!” Ethan said, which made Wilford smile.
“You really do like being tickled, that’s adorable!” Wilford cooed, switching to Ethan’s ribs, which made the lad nearly explode!
He arched his back and let out a shriek unlike any other. Wilford took that as this was his ultimate tickle spot, and started drilling his ribs. Which caused Ethan to start to cry tears of mirth and do belly laughs. Anti, getting bored with following his wildly kicking legs, decided to go for his feet, a common tickle spot.
He scribbled against the soles of his socked toes, hearing the more panicked laughter pour out of his mouth. Occasionally Anti would tickle underneath his toes, causing a more high pitched giggle, switching between the two.
“SHIHIHIHIT!” He swore, which made Wilford gasp.
“No swearing! You must be punished.” And just like that, Wilford bent down, and blew a raspberry on his ribs.
He couldn’t take it! The scribbling on his feet and inbetween his toes, and the raspberries! He felt like he was going insane! His face was a bright shade of pink, Wilford thought it complemented his stache.
“STAHAHAHP! PEHEHEHEASE!” Ethan cried out for the first time during all of this, which they took as they should really stop.
They let him breathe for a moment, before he looked up, the biggest grin on his face.
“Did you have fun kiddo?” Wilford asked, watching him giggle and shake his head up and down.
“How many more times do you need to do that? Cause that was fun!” Ethan said eager for the next time they’ll come visit.
“Well, we usually need to get more energy every two-four weeks, but if you ever need us before then, you know where to find us. Right Anti?”
“Right, kiddo. And don’t forget, I’m still a scary monster.” Anti added, making Wilford punch him in the arm.
“Ow!”
“Stop it, you’ll scare him.” Wilford scolded.
“He didn’t, I bet he’s ticklish too! Me and you can team up on him!” Ethan cheered.
“Yeah Anti, are you ticklish?”
“No, and no. Wilford, it’s getting late, the kid needs to go to bed, and we need to go back to the closet.” Anti shifted uncomfortably, he was definitely screwed in the future.
“If you ever need us, just say ‘Wilford, Anti, and I’ okay? And we’ll be there.” Wilford smiled, hugging Ethan before meeting Anti in the closet, and shutting the door.
Ethan quickly ran over and opened it, and they were gone.
Sorry these all took so long! I’ve had them written but then my sister came home & I was busy with school work. Hope you enjoy!
Lex enjoyed when Ethan came to visit her during her breaks. Whether he just hung out in the store with her or stood in the alley while they shared a cigarette, she loved his company. Right now she was on her lunch break, and they sat in the empty food court, eating and chatting.
"I'm telling you, the world's in a weird place Lex. Everywhere you look, it's all shit," he spoke through a mouthful of food. A few pieces flew out as he talked. Lex scrunched her face and handed him a napkin, which he accepted with a muffled thank you.
"I know, I'm just ready to get the fuck out of here," she said, idly poking at her takeout.
"We will soon. Trust me," he said, intertwining their fingers. "Right now I'm just happy I get to be with you." Lex smiled at him, leaning in for a kiss.
"You're such a sappy dork." Their lips met in a short and sweet kiss. He looked at her with a warm smile and hummed, "Mmmm you taste like spicy chicken." She couldn't help but to burst into laughter and shoved at his chest.
"Oho my god, shut uhup!" she pinched his side to reprimand him, but did not expect the muffled shriek and jump that followed. Her mouth hung open in a wide smile as he scooted away. He had a hand clamped over his mouth and his eyes were wide in shock.
"Ethan-"
"No."
"Are you-"
"No!" he denied adamantly.
"Well, this is quite the discovery," she said with a wink. Ethan now sported a nervous grin, holding his hands out in front of him as though to protect himself. She snaked her arm around his back and started rapidly squeezing his sides.
"Shit! Lex nohohoho!" He grabbed her wrists, but did not push her away. Only laughed and writhed in her hold.
"Aw babe this is amazing! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she teased.
"'Cause Ihihi knew thihis would happehehen!"
"All the more reason to tell me!"
Ethan leaned back on the table they were sitting on, letting Lex have her fun. After finally granting him some mercy, she leaned down and planted another kiss to his lips.
"Y'know babe, you could've asked me to stop," she said with a sly smirk. A blush creeped up his cheeks as he struggled to come up with an excuse.
"I- well- shut up!" She only giggled and laced their fingers together.
After a beat of silence, she leaned in and whispered, "You totally liked it."
He threw his arms up in the air in defeat, "Oh my god!"
