housewardens find out their beloved is ticklish<3 ... , imagines, reactions !
𐔌 . ⋮ riddle rosehearts .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
finds out by complete accident. he isn't too educated in the tickle department; so you're going to HAVE and tell him why you jumped when he went in for a hug.
"what was that reaction?" he would ask with a hint of worry, curiosity getting the better of him unfortunately for you. you simply shook your head and told him not to worry, but he's going to worry. probably ten times worse now that you've said that.
"...you laughed?" he eventually asks, his arms loose around your waist mid-hug and your body froze. "no-no i didn't." Riddle gave you the most unamused look ever, even ace never got a look from him this bad. okay, that's a lie. but still, you were busted.
"you most certainly did...when my fingers touched you her-"
"ahaAHa-riddle don't you dare! "
"stand still—" he grumbles as he struggled to poke at your side once again until he juked you. going in for a left poke only to suddenly switch to the right.
"you're..?"
"riddle, don't—"
"ticklish?"
you yelp softly and hide in the pillow close to you, riddle blinks and laughs gently. not in a mean way—he just adores your giggles and the smile on your face.
he tends to make this a habit when you disobey rules, tease him too much or in a bad mood. other than that, he probably won't tickle you unless you provoke him.
𐔌 . ⋮ leona kingscholar .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
it was just a kiss, a simple kiss to your neck. a gentle, soft peak before heading out for classes ... that was until you let out a high pitched shriek and if he wasn't holding onto your waist you would have been sent jumping a mile.
leona immediately questions you, arching a brow down at you he asks, "oi, what the hell was that ?" and your quick to try and change the subject and wriggle out of his hold, but he keeps his grip steady.
"ah uh, don't run away, what was that noise you just made?" he asks again, but in a now playful, "he already knows the answer." type of playful.
you shake your head, pleading silently for him to let you go as you try and lean away, but his fingers dig softly into the sides of your school uniform and you cackle once―a hand immediately covering your face as you crumble down beside him on his bed.
cue his fingers dance across your ribs as you fall face first beside him, kicking your legs from behind and giggling up a storm.
"oh this is hilarious..."
"leheohona! NoHo—pleEhase!!"
when you tried to look intimidating, he just squeezed your ribs once again sending you tumbling back down into loud laughter.
𐔌 . ⋮ azul ashengrotto .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
it happened while the two of you were cuddling; it was peaceful. the lounge was closed, he and you finished your homework and you finally had your alone with your boyfriend.
with no twins to cause some sort of trouble it mischiefs on your watch, you and azul relaxed for the evening. well, that's what the plan was anyways.
his arm wraps around your waist, fingers gently pushing you closer to his side on the bed and you let out a startled giggle. the touch so unexpected you didn't have time to hide your reactions.
"pardon? did you say something?—"
"nope!"
azul narrows his eyes at you, adjusting his glasses with one hand his free one suddenly skitters up your sides quickly before stopping suddenly—testing the waters.
the laugh you let out solved his mystery and he suddenly smiled, "ah, how interesting~"
you immediately tensed in his arms, only for him to pull you closer to him. "tickling is your weakness?"
"don't...s-sahay it like that!"
suddenly, azul once again lightly wiggled against your sides and you burst out into laughter in his shoulders, unable to squirm away because he follows you—until the sheets were kicked off the floor and azul pinned you down.
"gah—gahaet ohohoff! AhahAHZUL!"
in all honesty, he loves seeing your smiles and listening to your laughter. it makes him feel warm inside and knows he has someone like you, someone who's pure, in his life.
𐔌 . ⋮ kalim al-asim .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
when kalim finds out, he gets super excited. and unfortunately for you, jamil so happens to be in the room but has no intention of helping you.
he knows better than to get involved.
"woah—prefect, are you ticklish?!" kalim chirps happily, a bright smile on his face and eyes sparkling with delight, you couldn't refuse when he asked to tickle you. despite your desperate stare at Jamil, he continued to check over kalims homework as he the housewarden tackles you to the pillows and digs into your ribs.
"nehHaa—nahAH KAHALIM!" you laughed out loud, head tilt back with your hands gripping your boyfriend's wrists but didn't pull away, due to not wanting to upset him.
"but your laugh is sooo cute! why haven't you told me about this before! oh, how about here?"
jamil sighs loudly, over your cackles, and silently wishes kalim would focus on what's important first besides torturing his partner.
"i don't understand how you put up with him like this..."
"FUAACK OFF, JAHAAMIL!!"
"hey! that wasn't very nice! now i'm definitely going for your armpits! haha!"
"NO KALIM, IM SORRY!"
𐔌 . ⋮ vil schoenheit .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
he discovers while fixing your posture, because when is he never? a sturdy hand settled behind your back during tea-time with rook and epel, unfortunately for you, sitting on the opposite side of the couches.
"sweet potato, please. you're going to strain your neck looking up like that—"
"GehehHrk!"
the sound you suddenly let out when his hand makes contact with your back sends everyone in the room silent. your model boyfriend stares down at you with shock, rook simply blinks in curiosity and epel almost spits out his drink.
"i-i'm so sorry—"
"what in the great sevens was that?"
no matter how hard you try and dodge the question, you felt another pair of two fingers poke your ribs and you chopped the air beside you where you feel the arm and look back up to see rook, grinning from the couch across from you and vil.
"my, roi du poison, i fear your beloved may be a little bit-"
"rook, don't you say it."
"ticklish?"
you glared at vil, who finishes rooks sentence before you could take another second to breathe, your eyes narrowed as you scooted away.
"oh don't be like that, straighten your posture and finish your tea. we have our study session in 15 miniues." despite the tone of vils voice, he was simply ecstatic about his new discovery.
he will definitely make sure to test it out later tonight in private in your shared room.
𐔌 . ⋮ idia shroud .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
he found out because you found out about his tickle blog that he ran and he was trying to hard to get you to forget you saw ANYTHING! he isn't the type of person who gives of the tickler vibe, however idia is scary when provoked.
"you-you saw nothing! please, erase that memory from you head!"
"babe, i physically can't—"
"then don't say anything to anyone, PLEASE? only you and ortho know and i can't have ANYONE ELSE knowing!!" at that point, idia found himself straddling over you without realizing, but you were having too much fun teasing him to mention it.
"but im sure azul would love to know his board game buddy is suuuuper ticklish just under his arms and—geahahKA!"
in a hope of something happening, idia pokes your sides with two fingers on each side and suddenly gets a wicked smile. "You were saying?"
"idia..wait...you can't-"
"eh, too late. already am."
when idia finally adds pressure, gently squeezes along your waist, you dissolve into loud laughter as you twisted around underneath him, but he was making sure you were going to keep his secret, otherwise he'll keep tickling you.
well, until he gets too flustered to continue and ends up apologizing into your chest and begging you to never speak of his moment to anyone.
𐔌 . ⋮ malleus draconia .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
he knows what tickling is, he has seen lilia tickle silver and sebek more times then he can count — but he wasn't expecting you, his soulmate, to be just as ticklish.
he asks you what's happened, when you suddenly squirm away from him when his hands wander down your back and sit comfortably at your hips.
"n-nothing! it's nothing!"
malleus blinks, thinking for a moment until he realized what's going on. "ah, ... are you ticklish, my dear?"
you immediately start to panic, seeing the sudden confident look on malleus face, your back is suddenly hugging against the nearest wall while the dragon heir slowly steps closer.
"what—Ah! no, of course not! you just...i wasn't ready for your touch."
"well," he breathes, finally getting back into arms reach with you and smiles innocently, "are you prepared now?"
"i—i dont—wait, mahAhahleeUS! nohoAhha!!"
malleus is completely fascinated by your laughs and snorts, every time you lean away he follows you until you're on the floor with him now holding you close, so you don't hurt yourself by accident.
his fingers wiggle into your sides and you fall into his lap, laughing loudly, malleus intends to keep this memory until the day he parts.
Romantic + 06. “Could you… do that to me?” Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻
Special thnx to @lovelynim for helping me come up with the idea for this*w*
Clover, top!
Spade, side!
Heart, under the chin!
Switch! Repeat!
You were so invested in your new little petting routine that you didn't notice you were being watched.
"What... are you doing?" You jolted and quickly turned around to see Aventurine smirking at you. He was still in bed, looking very lovely with his sleepy face and bedhead.
"Ah! Just petting the cakes," you said, and you walked towards him and gave him a good morning kiss.
"Those little babies are just too cute," you said with a smile, and you glanced back at the adorable cat cakes which were now meowing beacause of the sudden lack of attention.
When looking back at Aventurine, you noted a pout on his face. "You looked quite intense over there. Never seen you like that before," he commented, and you blushed at the realization that he may have been staring a little longer before he made you notice.
"A-ah, well, like I said. Just so cute," you answered. Aventurine was still pouting.
"Could you... do that to me? Or am I not cute?"
You stared at him. Do what? You almost asked this literally but luckily you already realized, and you gasped. The petting?!
"Y-you mean...?" You wiggled your fingers slightly and he nodded cutely. He even pushed the blankets down a little, revealing his half-unbuttoned PJs, and he reached for you with his arm, welcoming you to cuddle.. and pet him?
"Come here," he said. Ah, he was in such a cute and needy mood huh! Seeing you pet the cat cakes made him that jealous? You smiled and crawled against him. He was just too cute.
"Like this, then?" You lightly scratched the top of his head, like you had done to Clover. Aventurine made a cute humming noise.
"Yes," he agreed with a smile. He closed his eyes and seemed to enjoy the attention. You combed your fingers through his hair and enjoyed the way he acted like a cat. If you continued this, would he pur?
"Here too," you said, moving your fingers to his ear, and you lightly scratched him right below his ear, brushing your fingers under his earlobe and against the warm skin of his neck.
"Hehehe," Aventurine giggled softly. He was still a little sleepy and seemed to enjoy the affection very well with his eyes closed, but was that a giggle?
"Does it tickle?" you asked. He nodded.
"Just a little," he admitted. Oh no, oh dear. This was such a sweet, loving and peaceful moment to start your morning with. But no, misschief came to peek around the corner the moment Aventurine admitted it tickled.
You smirked and glanced down at his torso. His PJs was unbuttoned so perfectly that you could see his bare skin.
"Ah, well then you should better prepare yourself. Because next in the petting routine was something like this," you said, and you reached down and lightly traced your finger against his bare tummy. Aventurine jumped and opened his eyes in surprise.
"Ohohoh, well that won't be nehehece-ssaaaarehehehee!" He was so quick to turn into one sweet giggly mess now that you were attacking him with all ten fingers - misschievous, ticklish and on purpose.
Your fingers danced under the fabric of his PJs, tickling him teasingly and making him whine.
"Nohoho! Not thahahat!"
"Yes that," you sang, shaking your head fondly.
"You asked if I'd do that to you, so I am doing it to you," you reminded him, scribbling your fingers against his sides, in a way that wasn't even that much different from how you were petting Spade.
"I dihihidn't mehehean- ahahah!" Aventurine squirmed, but you pinned him down and made sure he wasn't going to get away without finishing the petting routine.
"You are moving too much, dear. I didn't even go for the next petting spot yet. Well, hope it doesn't tickle," you said, reaching for the spot under his chin and tickling him there like you did to Heart.
Aventurine let out the cutest yelp. "Nohoho!" He tried to grab your hands, but his movements seemed a little clumsy because of the tickling.
"T-too ehehearly for thihihis!" he giggled, finally catching one of your hands but unable to pull it away.
"Never too early sweetheart," you teased. You simply continued to wiggle your fingers, tickling him under his chin an also returning to some of those sensitive areas on his neck and near his collarbones.
Your lover was so handsome and sexy, yet at the same time he could be like a whiny kitty cake.
When you finally stopped tickling him, he wrapped you in his arms and held you tightly. You tried to move, but were stuck in his embrace, and you giggled.
"So, after petting comes cuddling?" you asked. You enjoyed the way you could feel his chest heave with each deep breath as he recovered from your tickle attack.
"Yeah. I'm resting," Aventurine said. You nodded.
"Alright."
"And then once I've rested, I will tickle you back. But not yet. Just you wait, darling~" he said tiredly, and your eyes widened. You started to squirm, but his tight hug was really not allowing you to go anywhere!
"Oh hehehe, that won't be necessary. Aven? Baby? Will you forgive me? Hey, answer me!" The little tease was now just ignoring you, or simply falling asleep again while he wouldn't loosen his grip on you.
Oh boy, looked like you weren't going to get out of here without a taste of his revenge!
Tw: tickles, kissing and cuddling, I wrote this with male!reader in mind but it's mostly gn I think. Not proofread, very short
Chuuya couldn't help but smile as he looked at you, his precious partner. The way your cheeks flushed pink whenever he showered you in affection never failed to make his heart flutter.
He started by brushing his lips against your forehead, placing delicate kisses along your hairline. You let out a tiny giggle, trying in vain to suppress the happy sounds escaping you. Chuuya grinned and moved down, peppering your face with more ticklish kisses.
"C-Chuuya," you stammered, barely able to get the words out between your fits of laughter. "That tickles!"
"I know," he murmured, planting a featherlight kiss on the tip of your nose. His fingers traced gentle patterns along your sides, eliciting more breathless giggles from you.
Chuuya showered you in tender caresses, reveling in the way you squirmed and laughed under his touch. He loved how shy and flustered you became when he lavished you with affection. You were just so adorable, he couldn't resist.
Pulling you into his arms, he held you close, peppering the top of your head with kisses. You nuzzled into his embrace, sighing contentedly.
The mafioso couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as he watched your face light up with a deep blush. Your shy, flustered reactions to his affections were simply irresistible.
Grinning mischievously, he trailed his fingers down your sides, feeling you squirm and giggle under his touch. "Aww, are you ticklish here, my dear?" he teased, lightly poking at your tummy.
You let out a surprised squeal, dissolving into a fit of breathless laughter. "C-Chuuya! S-stop, that!" you managed to get out between giggles.
But Chuuya showed no mercy, continuing his playful assault on your sensitive stomach. He relished the way you writhed and squirmed, your infectious laughter filling the air. There was something so endearing about the way you reacted to his tender caresses.
Eventually, the relentless tickling became too much, and you were reduced to a blushing, giggling mess in Chuuya's arms. He gathered you close, peppering your flushed face with featherlight kisses.
"You're just so cute when you're all flustered like this," Chuuya murmured, nuzzling affectionately against your cheek. You buried your face in his chest, still trying to catch your breath, but the content smile on your lips said it all.
Romantic + 09. "You and I remember this game very differently." + 18. “Wait… That tickled?” Requested by @thelaughtercafe & anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻
Games. Aventurine loved to play games. As his lover you knew that very well. Gambling games, strategic games, video games, drinking games, random games.
You knew it very well, so you shouldn't be surprised whenever he came up with something new.
"O-oh. Hi dear," you greeted when he sat on top of you. You were relaxing on your bed with a book, when he climbed on top of you. You blushed at the sudden intimacy.
"Don't mind me. You can continue reading. Unless you'd like to play a game with me of course," he said. You hummed.
"What kind of game?"
You shuddered when you felt him move his hands under your shirt, his fingers trailing against your bare lower back.
"How about hangman? We don't need pen or paper, I can use this here," Aventurine sang, tracing a circle on your bare back. You squirmed and lifted your head to look at him.
"You and I remember this game very differently. Isn't the point of hangman to draw the hanging man if I guess the letters wrong?"
"I like to improvise, you know. As for when you guess it wrong..."
You jolted and let out a stiffled giggle when he traced figures on the bare skin of your back again.
"Wait... That tickled? Already?" Aventurine asked. That little...!
"O-of course it did! You- hehehe stop making up weird games for an excuse to tickle me!" you scolded him, but Aventurine stopped tickling your back and he nodded.
"No, it's not an excuse! I'd still like to play. Guess the word, and if you don't guess it right, the hanging man... will be you. Tickled to death."
Your eyes widened and you dropped the book you were reading. "Aven-!" You looked over your shoulder and saw the smirk on his face.
He was straddling you from behind, one hand resting on your shoulder, and you kind of realized you weren't going anywhere unless you played. Playing hangman with him and guessing the word right might be your best shot at getting out of this with some dignity and energy intact.
"...Letter T," you sighed, pretty confident that Aventurine would be the kind of goofball to choose the word 'tickle' in this case.
"Wrong," Aventurine said, and although you weren't sure how he was going to replace the hanging man for you getting tickled, you knew as soon as he started to lightly tickle your sides.
"W-wait not yehehet- come on hahaah!" you giggled, squirming helplessly and trying to reach back to catch and stop his hands, to no avail. Aventurine whistled.
"No no, this is only the first step. Just keep guessing, if you can~"
Pffft, he was messing with you. If the letter T wasn't in it, then what?
"The E!" you gasped, trying to control your laughter. The tickling was still mild, and you guessed he would increase it with each wrong guess.
"You've got that right. The last letter is the E."
"O-of how mahahany lehehetters!? This gahame isn't fahahair!" you cried.
"Ah.. You're right. Only four letters. I'm sure you can do it."
You continued to giggle and tried to think. A word with four letters... No T... Last letter was an E... It would've been something for Aventurine to choose a simple and cheesy word like 'love'...
"The hehehe O?"
"Nope~" The soft tickles moved up towards your ribs, and increased a little in intensity. He was digging in slightly, and making you laugh more than after the previous wrong guess.
"AHahah- this is too muhuhuch!" you laughed.
"You can still guess it right before I tickle you to death, sweetie," he teased smugly. Geez!
If the O wasn't in it, then it couldn't be 'love'. But you wouldn't know what else, so you just continued.
"Ahahah t-the L?"
"Wrong." And you knew immediately. With stronger and fiercer tickles climbing up to right below your armpits, you were now laughing and giggling hysterically. You had a feeling that it wouldn't take long before 'death by tickling' was officially reached.
Wait, did he even think of a word? Wasn't he just messing you, just to tickle you?
"Ahahahaven! Okahahay I g-gihihive, I dohohon't knohohow!" So hard to guess while getting tickled, damn it!
"Try again, I know you can! You've got to guess the word!" Aventurine encouraged you.
"The Ahahah- A?"
"Correct! Letter two is an A. Keep going!"
That didn't help. The tickling was already pretty bad, so even if it wasn't getting any worse, you were still in a tight spot. Your lover wasn't making this easy, but as you recalled the last letter to be an E, and the second an A, you thought of the possibilities. Many of them.
Fake? Race? Date? Oh, date could be something. With him using this method to ask you to stop reading your book and go on a date with him. Bored Aventurines were dangerous Aventurines.
"Dahahate?! Is ihiiit dahahate?" you cackled.
"Oh, going for the instant word guess? And getting it wrong? My my, you're a bold one," Aventurine said. Oh no!
"Well then..."
The tickling went up and the moment he touched your armpits, you literally crumbled underneath him, attempting to curl up and struggling helplessly to lower your arms, but there really was no convenient way to defend yourself.
"AHAHaha nohoho! Okahahay I lohohohose ahahah! Plehehease- Ahaah- not thehehere!" you howled.
"We've got to make sure you're really dead love," Aventurine sang. What did that even mean! You tried to crawl away from under him, but this only exposed your armpits more, and Aventurine's fingers dug in there as if they were digging up gold.
"GAhahaa I gihihive! I'm dehehead- ahahaha!" you laughed breathlessly. But Aventurine was really merciless and tickled you for a little longer than that. When he finally stopped, you were one breathless and sweaty mess, gasping for air. Aventurine moved off you and took you in his arms to cuddle.
"You did well on your first try, dear. The word was 'game' by the way."
You groaned. "W-what?" Now you felt stupid for not guessing that.
Your boyfriend nodded proudly. "Yup yup. This game of Tickle Man was something I've been wanting to play," Aventurine said while caressing your hair.
You cringed. "Seheriously? Tickle Man?" you asked. Aventurine giggled, sounding too pleased with himself.
"Wasn't it fun?"
You buried your face in his chest and sighed. "You and your silly games!"
"We can play it again. I'll be the next one to guess your word while you tickle me."
Wait, what? "Are you serious?" Did he just give you a literal free pass to tickle him?
Aventurine nodded. "Anything to make you stop reading that book," he added. Ah right, about that part you guessed correctly after all. He was bored and was only pretending he didn't mind you had gotten captivated with this book right now.
"Geez. You could've just asked," you said, but Aventurine shrugged with that cute smile on his face.
"What do you say? Got a word for me to guess?" he asked. You smirked.
"Oh you bet."
But that wasn't entirely true. You were still thinking about a word that would be impossible for him to guess, so you could keep on tickling and tickling him. Maybe a really long, difficult word... Would that be fair? Oh yes it would.
Romantic + 35. “Maybe next time when I can actually move?” Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻
It was your latest addiction. A dating sim game on your phone. Who would have thought? The characters were just so interesting, the game elements were all really fun and addictive, and your digital boyfriends were always at home.
Unlike a certain real boyfriend...
Great timing - just as you were thinking of him, you heard the door and his familiar footsteps could be heard.
"Honey, I'm home~!"
Although you were pleased to hear he was back, you weren't the type to jump off your bed and rush into his arms. No, you were in the middle of your game right now and planned to hug him later.
"Welcome home!" you chirped.
Following the sound of your voice, Hawks entered the bedroom to find you lounging comfortably on your bed, face down while playing on your phone.
"I'm hooome!" he repeated, and you yelped when he let himself fall right on top of you. His entire weight including wings wasn't nothing, and you let out a funny sound.
"Baby, get off me! You're heavy."
With difficulty, your fingers continued to play the game.
"Are you still playing with the virtual boyfriends? I'm getting jealous," Hawks said.
"Well, you weren't home anyway. I'm almost finished."
"I'm home now. Give me a kiss, not him."
"I'm almost finished," you repeated, but Hawks also repeated himself:
"Come on baby, give me a kiss."
Someone was needy! You sighed. "Maybe next time when I can actually move?"
Hawks was silent for a moment. "You can't move?" he asked. You weren't sure what that tone in his voice was doing. As if he realized something.
"Yeah, like I said, you're heavy. I can't turn around and kiss you. If you get off me first, I'll stop playing and will give you your kiss," you said.
There was a brief silence again, but the weight wasn't going away.
"Kei?" you asked nervously. Then all of a sudden, you felt his fingers under your shirt, and you twitched heavily.
"Wha-hohohold on, bahahaby no!" you cried as soon as you realized what he was going to do.
"My sweetie can't move, which is the perfect chance for a tickle," Hawks announced playfully. His fingers began to move and wiggle against your bare sides, and you dropped your phone and began to squirm underneath him.
"Nohoho! Don't- okahahay we'll kihihiss, we'll kiss- ahaha stop! Not thehehere!" You were definitely giggly, and your evil lover seemed very pleased to hear your hysterical reactions as he hummed along.
"That's something those game-BF's can't do for you babe. They won't tickle you like this and make you laugh," he told you with his lips close to your ear. His breath tickled you too and you squealed.
"I knohohow! Now st-aahahaha wahahait!" you howled when his fingers continued to climb higher. He tickled your ribs on both sides, and your eyes widened as you felt his fingers getting closer to your underarms. You tried to struggle, but were still pinned helplessly under his heavy weight.
"Not thehehere I'll do ahahanything!" you laughed dramatically. Hawks chuckled.
"Anything hm? I'll consider it later~!" he sang, and he started to tickle your armpits without mercy. You squirmed and kicked, but you really weren't going anywhere. Your position didn't give you any flexibility, and all you could really do was laugh at your lover's mercy.
"KEheheei! Plehehease! I cahahan't breheheathe, nohoho!"
It wasn't the first time. You knew Hawks would tickle you from time to time, until the moment your stomach hurt, you cried tears from laughter, you couldn't breathe and feared you'd pee your pants.
But still, he would always stop before it really became too much, so of course, you trusted that he would this time as well. And he did.
"Phew! That tickled you so much, didn't it?" Hawks said cheerfully when he finally released you from his killing weight. He positioned himself right next to you, and he still rested one wing on top of you, like a comfortable little feather blanket.
"Totally did," you said, and you rolled your eyes fondly. Hawks tapped his lips.
"Will I still get that kiss?"
You rolled your eyes again and leaned in closer. "Of course." The sweet moment of your lips touching soon became a little more heated as you started to make out passionately.
Being the busy hero he was, your beloved boyfriend just wasn't at home enough, and you missed him everytime he wasn't with you.
"Missed me hm? Will you still do anything for me?" Hawks asked when you pulled apart for a moment.
"I'll have to think about it," you said with a blush, not feeling like making it too easy for him. Hawks nodded.
"Oh. You'll have to think about it? Would... this help you think?"
You didn't expect him to tickle you so soon again. His fingers easily found their way back to your armpits, and soon you were cackling under his sweet torturous touch again.
"You ahahare the woooorst!" you howled hysterically, but he was right. Even though your charming videogame boyfriends would keep you company from time to time when he was gone, entertain you, and play games with you, they were still virtual and would never be able to kiss and tickle you like this.
Platonic + 03. "I thought you weren't ticklish." Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻
You were smirking so much it was hurting your cheeks, but that was a minor discomfort you could live with.
After all, how often would anyone hear such a unique sound: the sweet melody of Boothill giggling hysterically.
"Stahahap! Hohohow dahahare you- yaaahhahah!" Boothill danced and struggled, but you trapped him effectively from behind with one arm around his neck.
In this position he could merely hop and jump around like a wild animal while you held on for your dear life, moving your fingers to mercilessly tickle his neck and ears, effectively weakening him and reducing him into this precious pile of giggles.
"I thought you weren't ticklish. Were you joking, or lying?" you said teasingly, scribbling your fingers up and down his neck. Boothill's hat dropped to the floor as he shook his head hysterically, and he desperately tried to shake you off him.
"Ohohobviously I wahahas tahahalkin' about- HAHh fuhuhudge mehehe nohoho!" Boothill roared hilariously when your fingers reached a very nice spot behind his ear where you scribbled lightly against the sensitive skin.
Well, he was the one who kind of invited you to do this.
After you heard him brag about the convenience of his metallic body including the strength of not being ticklish among other things, well of course you couldn't help but feel inspired.
It merely took one swipe with your finger down his neck to hear him squeak at first, which resulted in your current playful struggle.
"You shouldn't have brought it up, Mr. I'm Not Ticklish," you reminded him.
"Ahahahalright okayokahahay I'm tihihicklish- but ohohonly there! N-now lehehet go!" he barked, still failing to free himself from your grip.
That was way too quick and couldn't be counted as him seriously surrendering him. You knew he could handle some more.
"I'm afraid I didn't catch that," you said in an innocent tone, now tickling both his ears while you continued to cling onto him like a little monkey.
Being much taller than you, he easily dragged you around with your feet above the ground, but you had enough strength in your arm to hold on and continue the tickly experiment.
By the time you finally did lose your grip on him, Boothill was also pretty much out of breath, and he turned around to find you on the floor. Holding your own stomach, you laughed uncontrollably to see the look on his face.
"Sohohorry, that w-was just too fuhuhunny!" you laughed, and laughed even more when all of a sudden Boothill was on top of you, giving you the merciless tickle revenge you deserved.
"I SAHahaid sohohorry wahahah!" you howled, but he was as strong and heavy as he looked.
"I dare you to do that one more time," he said, and oh you actually really would actually dare. But not after laughing yourself to death first!
