Hi @impractickles! I was your @squealing-santa for 2025. I'm so sorry this is late. I hope you had a great holiday season and that your 2026 is going well.
Fandom- Date Everything.
Character(s)- Player (ler), Volt (ler), Eddie (lee).
WC: 2165
At The Breaker Box, you decide that you want to join the talent show and tell jokes. Volt and Eddie are the only two in attendance while you’re practicing. Volt encourages you with some light chuckles, but Eddie claims that the jokes and puns are terrible. It’s clear that he wants to laugh though, so Volt innocently suggests a way to get his partner laughing that definitely makes some sparks fly.
“Why did the outlet start a podcast?”
The microphone amplified your voice in the Breaker Box, and you smiled a hopeful smile. Volt was cleaning some glasses behind the bar. Eddie, standing on a ladder, was making some small repairs and adjustments that he insisted on doing himself. The former looked up from his ministrations and smirked.
“Do tell, live wire,” Volt chuckled. He didn’t even have to look at Eddie to know that there was a high chance he pinched his eyes shut. Your smile brightened.
“For current events!”
Volt chuckled louder and affectionately shook his head. “Of course they did, why else?”
“Don’t encourage them, Volt,” Eddie groaned. “That was terrible.”
You made a show of crossing your arms and giving him a light huff. “They’re supposed to be terrible, that’s part of the charm. Here, let me try another one..”
There was the sound of pages turning as you flipped through your book of self-curated jokes and puns. You muttered to yourself, thinking out loud, searching for one that even Eddie may like. Your finger grazed over one a few times and you visibly perked up.
“Did you hear that the Devil is going bald?”
Eddie was hammering a nail into a loose ceiling tile while you spoke. Volt, while putting away the clean glasses, shook his head.
“Oh dear,” he hummed with faux sympathy. “I can’t say that I have.”
A light snort escaped you, though you did your best to keep it together. You hadn’t even said the punchline yet.
“Yeah,” you continued, nodding. “There’s gonna be hell toupee.”
Okay, that one wasn’t too bad. Eddie coughed to conceal his chuckle. He made his way down the ladder, pretending to swat away a cloud of dust.
“Damn tiles are dusty again,” he grumbled. There wasn’t an ounce of annoyance in his voice though. The corners of his lips were turned upwards ever so slightly. “I thought you said you’d already done a deep clean.”
“I have,” Volt answered. He arched a brow at his partner and hummed with interest. “Oh my, is that a smile I see, darling? Did you find that joke humorous?”
“No,” Eddie grunted. “I told you the tiles are dusty.”
A small smirk played on the taller man’s lips. He reached above his head and swiped one finger along a tile closest to the bar. When he turned it around, it was clean.
“Well, would you look at that?” Volt grinned. “Not a speck of dust in sight. Come now, indulge our little spark. You enjoyed that joke.”
You eyed the two of them with a little smile. It tugged at Eddie’s heart strings, or whatever was the electrical equivalent, but he was nothing if not stubborn. Volt could definitely attest to that.
“I did not,” Eddie argued. “Look, I’m not saying you’re bad at this or anything. Just that the jokes are just…I don’t know, cheesy? Don’t you have any others?”
“I do,” you nodded. “But none that you’ll like apparently. I mean honestly, do you ever find anything funny?”
“I-”
“Well,” Volt interjected with a sudden spark in his eye. His smile turned sharper. Mischievous. “Now that I think about it, live wire, there is something that would put a smile on our lover’s face…”
“What are you-”
Eddie could feel a shift in the room, both literally and figuratively, and then the metaphorical light bulb went off in his head. The way Volt was casually but also knowingly grinning at him helped him have a clearer picture of what he was hinting at.
Oh no. No, no, no. That’d only happened one time, and Eddie swore he didn’t even react.
Volt remembers it differently though.
“Oh no, Volt don’t you dare.”
“What?” Your head turned from one man to the other, eyes wide with curiosity. “What’s he talking about, Eddie?”
“Nothing-”
“It’s a charming little detail really,” Volt pressed on, rounding the bar and striding over to you. The clamor of Eddie’s footsteps echoed after his. “Why, our Eddie is quite ticklish.”
There it was.
There was a beat of silence. The lights above hummed as if waiting for something. Then, you squealed.
“He is?”
With a confirming chuckle from the taller of the two, you met Eddie half way. “You are? Aw, I didn’t know that! That’s so cute.”
“First off, I’m not cute,” Eddie again grunted, though his cheeks looked rosier compared to a moment ago. “Second, I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about. I’m not ticklish.”
Volt followed you over to him, laughing softly. “Are you lying again? Mm-mm, that just won’t do. Whatever shall we do, live wire? I will follow your lead.”
“Weeeelll,” you sang sweetly, closing in on your grumpy lover. “If he really won’t laugh at my jokes…”
You were approaching him from the right, which meant that Volt took the left side. Eddie’s cheeks reddened and backed up even further.
“B-Back off,” he warned. His arms instinctively dropped towards his sides. This only encouraged you. You ran towards him, but you didn’t get far.
Your foot got caught on one of the floorboards, and you went down with a surprised squeal. You weren’t hurt, but it still caused Eddie to hurry toward you with alarm.
“Oh shit, you okay?”
You groaned from your reclined position on the floor. You landed chest first, butt in the air, but still managed a thumbs-up. “Yeah yeah, I’m fine. My shoe got caught.”
“Yeah, well…that’s what you get,” Eddie, relieved, snorted before he could stop himself. A series of deep chuckles came right after. “Told you to back off.”
Your head snapped up to his. You regarded him with shock before a sudden grin overtook you. “Oh, that’s what’s funny to you? Get him, Volt!”
Volt was already two steps ahead of you. Literally. He interrupted his partner’s giggling to gently grab his arms and pull him into his chest.
“You would laugh at our spark’s stumble? How dare you,” Volt pretended to growl as he tried to bring the man down to the floor with him. Eddie wasn’t going down without a fight; there was a mini battle of arms and elbows right in the middle of the bar.
“Wh-o-a, hey! Let go of me!” Eddie managed to pull out of his grip, but Volt was persistent, and never had his hands off of him for very long. He yelled when Volt used one of his long legs to sweep his own from underneath him, and he kicked as he was guided down on the floor.
You would be the one that’d sway the metaphorical cards in Volt’s favor. After picking yourself up off of the ground, you strolled over to the feuding men with a small smile. “You know,” you hummed. “You are struggling a lot for someone who claims that they aren’t ticklish.”
“Because I’m not,” Eddie retorted, as if that response made perfect sense. He had Volt’s hands in a firm grip, but Volt was using his legs to pin his partner’s down. He then gathered his hands in one so that he could half-heartedly swat at you as you knelt beside them. “Spark, if you tickle me, I’m gonna-”
Tap, tap, tap.
You curiously poked at the man’s rib cage with your index finger. You kept your touch light, occasionally giving a rib a gentle scritch, and Eddie tensed. He pinched his lips shut and leaned to the side, inadvertently pushing closer into Volt’s chest. He moved to grab your hand, but Volt used the distraction to finally pin his wrists above his head.
“Gah! Volt!”
“There we are, much better,” Volt kissed Eddie’s forehead and smirked. You gave him a grateful look and switched to wriggling your fingers into his sides. Eddie squirmed, battling between pulling his wrists free and dodging your ticklish touches, only to lose on both fronts.
“Let—sp-spark..pssht…”
Eddie pinched his lips shut again to trap the incoming snicker. You perked up and giggled lightly.
“What was that?”
Eddie didn’t answer. Instead, he shook his head, a wobbly smile just barely tugging at the corner of his lips. You scritched up his torso, lightly clawing at his ribs before burrowing your fingers into the softness of his armpits. Eddie jolted upwards and tried to pull his arms down, but Volt kept them up.
You looked to Volt for a bit of guidance. “Where’s he most ticklish?”
“Oh no, darling. I can’t make it that easy,” he chuckled. He trailed his light kisses down the man’s forehead, to his cheek, and ending at his neck. Each kiss left a ticklish tingle that ran across his skin. Eddie’s shoulders shook with restrained chuckles. “You’ll have to figure it out yourself.”
Fair enough, you thought. You alternated between gently scritching at the hollows of his armpits and circling the area with your fingertips and nails.
Eddie couldn’t hold it back anymore. Gruff, breathy chuckles escaped him before he could try to reel them back in, and Volt’s ticklish kisses were not helping. He tried to growl in between chuckles, but that just added to the cuteness factor.
“F-Faahahahaha! Spahahahahahark!”
You made a big show of gasping and, wanting to chase the sound, you returned to his ribs. You used the pads of your fingers to lightly pinch and knead over the spot. This made Eddie jump and laugh louder.
“Hmhm, ‘not ticklish’, huh?” You grinned. “I dunno, seems like you’re ticklish to me.”
Volt couldn’t help himself. He nuzzled into his partner’s neck to blow quick, electric raspberries into it. Literal sparks jumped off of his lips. Eddie’s laugh took on a more frantic, giggly note. He swiveled his head from one side to the other, but all Volt had to do was move to the opposite side that he couldn’t protect.
“Hmmm?” Volt hummed against his skin. He took a breath and ducked his head down to blow a raspberry into Eddie’s collarbone. The resulting yelp and harder laughter made him smile. “Am I not allowed to kiss you?”
“Nohoht like thahaht!” Eddie’s legs drummed against the floor as he tried to curl in on himself. Volt chuckled and pressed teasing kisses back up the man’s neck. He waited a bit, watching him shiver and jump, before blowing a series of raspberries on his neck that made Eddie swear and howl.
For a moment, you’d stopped tickling Eddie and watched the two of them. If there was a way for you to have heart eyes, you’d definitely have them. It was so nice to see them laughing after the power scare not too long ago.
Your curious hands found their way to Eddie’s stomach. You clawed over it, keeping your touch light, and Eddie bucked. It was so sudden that you’d almost fallen off of him.
“Wahahahahahit!” Eddie’s laughter deepened as he squirmed underneath you. “Oahahahaha! Nohohohot thehehere!”
Volt looked up from what he was doing, chuckling. “Well done, live wire,” he praised. “His stomach is definitely one of his more ticklish spots. And, you’re only getting warmer..”
Feeling encouraged, you switched to quick pinches along his tummy, squealing as the man bucked around even more. You steadied yourself by straddling his waist. His usually tucked in shirt had come undone and gave you access to the skin underneath. The moment your fingertips made contact, he threw his head back with laughter.
“OHOHOAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”
“Oh my gohosh,” you giggled. “I’m shocked at how sensitive you are.”
Volt snorted. You didn’t really mean to make the pun, but there it was, front and center. There was a groan somewhere amidst Eddie’s loud, deep laughter.
“SHUHUHT UHUHUP!”
“Ah, ah. Manners, Eddie..” He gathered the other man’s wrists in one hand so that he could better join the fray. Sparks danced along his fingertips as he poked and prodded down the man’s torso. Each of his touches delivered a ticklish shock that had Eddie howling. He bucked again, and this time you steadied yourself by holding onto his hips.
Eddie snorted and, ironically, jumped as if he was electrocuted. You curiously kneaded your thumbs into the spot, and Eddie’s deep laughter jumped to hysterics. He bucked and twisted and you had to make more of a concerted effort to not fall off. He laughed silently, especially when Volt’s ticklish shocks found their way to his waist, and that was both of your cues to let up.
You slid off of his waist and Volt released his hands. Eddie breathed deeply, still chuckling, and wiped the tears from his eyes.
“Ugh, both of you suck..” He breathed. He sat up with Volt’s help, who pulled both him and you into his lap. You chuckled.
“You love us,” You blinked up at him with a sweet smile. Eddie’s eyes flicked to you, then Volt, and then he sighed. He was going to get both of you back, especially Volt, but for now?
“Yeah. I guess I do.”
(I'm not sure how I feel about the ending cause I definitely rushed it, but I hope you like it.)
- that man is no doubt a lee. nary a ler bone in his meagre body
- he is incredibly reactive to tickling and would absolutely freak out over the slightest touch. i’d score his ticklishness at an 8/10
- when the ler is someone he isn’t incredibly close with, he will not hesitate to start begging and pleading immediately
- he kinda hates his reactions and how hard it is to control them
- when the ler is someone he’s actually really close with (especially if he’s in a lee mood), he’ll still be screaming “no” and “stop” but then instantly backtrack and tell them to keep going
- he usually tries to stifle his laugh and hold still, but if he’s tickled hard enough, he loses control pretty quickly
- i imagine his laugh being quite high and breathy-sounding. a lot of wheezing and squeaking when he really loses it
- his hands specifically i imagine being hyper-sensitive (on account of the excessive swan-violence), so he’d only let someone he really trusts tickle him there
- any kind of teasing would fluster him, but actual praise straight up crashes his thought process
- methinks he’s equally easy to fluster as a lee or ler
- despite randy clearly not being a ler by default, i could maybe see him being willing to tickle oliver (with a lot of encouragement from him)
- he’d be a pretty quiet ler, very awkward and too nervous about “doing it wrong” to really speak up
- because of his hands being so shaky and unsteady, he tends to fluctuate between giving very soft and very hard tickles
oliver:
- he’s giving ler-leaning switch
- on the lee side of things, his sensitivity is a 6/10, with his worst spots being his thighs, knees, & armpits
- this man has very little shame about being ticklish and how much he likes it
- honestly he has definitely been at least a little horny about it before
- if someone he isn’t super close with tried to tickle him, he’d just tell them to stop. he seems like the type to be pretty good at hiding his reaction if he doesn’t want someone to see
- on the other hand, he’s very overt about his sensitivity when it’s someone he actually likes
- type of guy to tell his ler where he’s more ticklish because he isn’t laughing hard enough
- his laugh would be really loud (especially on one of his worse spots) and he definitely flinches and squirms around a ton
- like, he literally cannot stay still for more than a second type of squirmy
- most teasing doesn’t really fluster him much
- anticipation, however, absolutely kills him
- if a ler just circles one of his worst spots, or even just hovers their fingers over his skin, he will break. every. single. time.
- as a ler, he stay silly :3
- he loves poking at his lee to figure out what gets to them the most
- he keeps his moves as chaotic and unpredictable as possible
- also, he’s very teasy and more often than not, he doesn’t even mean to do it
- like he will constantly point out little reactions his lee has out of genuine interest/awe and not even realize how flustering it is until the lee tells him to shut up (which only prompts him to keep doing it on purpose)
- he’s not crazy about tickling by any means, but he specifically gets ler moods for randy or gingi sometimes (though he remains wary of gingi’s propensity for scratching and/or biting)
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