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eros • adult / 21 • they/them lee-leaning • here to reblog and support the community <3 May also write some things of my own, too <33

[tighnarlee]

Hi! Welcome to my/our blog! Feel free to pull up a beanbag and stay awhile :3

Our name is Eros, and we use they/them pronouns. I’m also an adult, and a system! I’ve been within the community for many years now as a lurker and reblogger, and have now decided to create a sideblog for this.

This is a sfw tickle blog, as we don’t see tickling as kink personally.

Fandoms we write for tend to fluctuate due to constant hyperfixations and our special interests. But nonetheless, we love our fandoms equally. Maybe we’ll need to make a fandom list one day. 🤭

Need a Masterlist of our work so far? You can find it here!

We’re a switch, definitely lee-leaning to some extent? I’d give it a 60/40 split.

Finally, we use both I/me and we/us pronouns interchangeably! Usually it’s the latter. But do know that regardless, we most likely are talking about ourself.

Primarily, this blog is to reblog tk content that’s of our interest! But we might also get the courage to write something. So, keep your eyes peeled!! >:3 If you ever want to pop in a request or share headcanons, our inbox is open!!

Any and all follow-backs will be from our main, @penaconys-princess <3

[lovelynim]

On his nerves

Love and Deepspace - Sylus & Zayne

A/N: I really hope you like this, Mia ( @ticklygiggles ) :blushy:. I wanted to make something to make it up for missing your bday and for thanking you for all the time we spent together this past months, but it was really hard figuring something "new" out

So... maybe you favs fighting might do the trick? Heheh. Anyway, hope you enjoy it!

Summary: You leave Sylus and Zayne unattended to go buy some groceries... surely they would get along, right?

Word count: 1368 words

[Also on Ao3]

The door had barely closed and the smile on both men’s faces had already faded without a single trace left. There was no need to put up the act if you weren’t around, anyway.

Sylus sighed lazily, laying back into your couch and kicking his feet up. With one ankle crossed over the other and his legs resting on top of the armrest, Sylus closed his eyes behind his shade glasses - there was nothing else worth of his attention left in your place, anyway, so he might as well use this time to get some rest.

“Tsk, unbelievable,” Zayne muttered under his breath, but loud enough to let Sylus hear it from the small distance between them.

It wasn’t like he was happy about the company you left him with, but Sylus thought this one would have the decency to keep his mouth from running. “Anything wrong, doctor?”

How you managed to get them to meet each other was still a mystery - to you and to them as well. From growing up next to Zayne and Caleb, to working with Xavier and Rafayel and meeting Sylus during a mission… Some could say it was fate, but would fate really let you in such a tangled mess?

While they seemed to live each on their own world, you couldn’t help but grow close to them as time went by - especially to Sylus and Zayne, in this matter. Part of you wish they, too, would get along with each other. It would be much easier if they did, honestly. But, at the same time, another part of you couldn’t help but feel a little… happy to see how they would bicker and have little fights over you.

Now, since one shouldn’t really encourage violence or fights - and since neither Zayne nor Sylus had officially made their move - why not try to get along, you thought? And, then, against all the odds, here they were.

Akso Hospital’s most renowned doctor and Onychidus’ boss, both in your living room, waiting for you to come back from a trip to the nearby store to buy some snacks.

“I’m just contemplating,” Zayne snapped, trying to keep himself as the bigger person and not let his feelings get the best of him. “Trying to figure something out.”

“Oh? My mistake, then,” Sylus hummed with a chuckle, folding an arm behind his head while using his other hand to gesticulate, “I didn’t take you for the kind that speaks by yourself and thought it was related to me.”

Zayne felt like a vein in his temple would burst at any moment now. “Surprisingly, you’re not half-wrong this time,” he retorted, the passive-aggressiveness in his tone growing worse by the second, “it does concern you, to some degree.”

Sylus sighed out loud, highlighting his lack of interest for whatever was about to come his way. This was going to be a long afternoon, he thought. “Is that so?” He groaned softly, his shades tilting to the tip of his nose as he looked over to Zayne’s direction, “and why?”

“I just can’t help but wonder what she sees in you,” Zayne smirked slightly, trying to mask his annoyance. “The more I think, the more I assume that, at this point, you could only impress me, Sylus.”

“Hah,” Sylus scoffed, coiling his long legs before turning around, sitting up as he faced Zayne with a defiant look, “I must occupy quite the space in that handsome head of yours. Flattering, I do say.”

Their eyes locked, the tension enough to stop time itself. If this wasn’t your place, if they weren’t waiting for you, who could guess how bad it would go?

“A difficult personality, to say the least, terrible history and don’t even let me get started with your field of ‘work’, Sylus,” Zayne shook his head, showing the full glory of his contempt. He wouldn’t let this side of him out anywhere near you, but Sylus? That was a different story. “You’re a menace, to her and to society, if you ask me.”

Still, the more words Zayne threw at him, the large Sylus’ grin seemed to grow. “What else, doctor? Are you going to say I don’t look good enough for her, too? I think I’m going to cry,” he chuckled.

Zayne knew it was no use to keep talking, that it wouldn’t do him any good to play Sylus’ games and that it could even backfire - but the thought of that guy hanging around you made him sick, feeling like his blood was boiling inside his body. “You-”

“Now, if you ask me,” Sylus started, looking at his hands, “maybe she looked for someone like me because you’re lacking.”

!!!

“You are always frowning and nagging at her, don’t you think she is ge-”

“Enough!” Zayne hissed, clenching his hand and swinging the back of his fist towards Sylus’ face.

“Careful there, doctor,” Sylus hummed, holding Zayne’s wrist as he blocked the hit, “you might get yourself another patient at this rate. You need to relax.”

“L-let go, you ruffian- agh!” Zayne groaned, unable to stop Sylus from pulling him off his seat and into the couch, next to him. Charging at someone who was, clearly, physically stronger and more experienced in fights was a mistake. “U-unhand me, you- aghahaha!”

“So you do know how to smile, huh?” Sylus teased, holding Zayne’s hand out of his way while tickling his now exposed side. His fingers pressed and tweaked at the doctor’s stomach and lower ribs, making annoyed giggles spill from Zayne’s lip one after the other. “You’d be much more charming if you smiled like this more often, for starts.”

That man was quickly becoming one of the worst things that happened in his life, Zayne’s thought. As much as he wanted to hiss and roar with annoyance, all he could do was flash Sylus a crooked smile, baring his gritted teeth. “S-shuhut it!! I dohon’t neeheed to hehear it frohohom you!”

“Do you have any other option right now?” Sylus mocked, letting out a quiet smile when Zayne’s back arched as soon as he moved his hand up to tickle his ribs, “might as well make the best of this situation and learn a thing or two, doctor.”

“S-StoHOhohop it, yohohou bahahastaha- AHAhah!”

“That wasn’t very nice, now, was it?” Sylus shook his head, clicking his lips as if he was reprimanding a child, “ask me nicely and I might stop before you embarrass yourself.”

Zayne felt his face burning, the bloodrush making his cheeks warm up quickly. He used his free hand to paw and swat at Sylus’, trying to stop it from tickling him, from climbing his body any higher. “A-as ihihif! I d-dohohon’t make deheheals with peheople lik- aHAHAha, l-lihike yohohou!”

“Suit yourself,” Sylus shrugged, making Zayne interrupt himself with his own laughter as he managed to sneak his fingers under the doctor’s arm, prodding at that sensitive spot. “Maybe this way I can teach you who is the boss around her-”

Click.

Despite the mess the two had themselves into, the sound of the door’s lock opening echoed through the living room loud and clear. Sylus and Zayne looked at each other, both suddenly squirming to push the other away.

“Sorry for the delay,” you hummed, holding the groceries’ bag in your other hand as you closed the door behind you, “the store was packed and my phone died on my wa…”

You stared at the scene, Sylus and Zayne sitting at each of the couch’s edges, their backs turned to one another. Zayne’s face was red and his hair disheveled while Sylus’ clothes were all wrinkled up. 

“What were you guys doing?” You asked, suspicious, slowly walking inside your home.

“Nothing,” Sylus hummed, looking at Zayne with the corner of his eyes while hiding his shit-eating grin behind his hand, “right, doctor?”

“...Yes,” Zayne huffed, furrowing his brows as he focused on ignoring that annoying, insufferable man, “nothing at all.”

“Sure,” you sighed, deciding that it would be better to not pry into it, even if you didn’t buy that half-assed explanation, “I will get the snacks ready and then we can start our movie, alright? Wait for me ~”

[ppyspsps]

HEELLOOOOO lee!rafayel and ler!mc pls! (you can make the mc look however you want). soon-to-be birthday boy needs to get it

With that said

Happy Birthday Raf!!!!

it's so short but ..... anyway 🥳🎉🎉🎉

[tiredleekaz]

Sylus tickling us…. yes pls and thank you

[the-violet-diaries]

Sylus x insecure yet adorable f!mc

warnings: tickling, comfort, fluff

Just thinking about a shy or insecure mc who never or very rarely laughs out loud, like an audible sound, but instead covers her mouth, shakes a lot and makes soft snickering or gentle tittering noises. No doubt, Sylus loves those cute little sounds and makes it his sole purpose in life to make you laugh whenever he can and finds every chance to hear your breathy giggles, but he really wishes he could hear what your actual laugh sounds like and hates that you always hide your face with the back of your hand.

So when he finally discovers that tickling you- even the slightest poke on your stomach or side- is enough to elicit your true, unfiltered laughter, he almost faints. Drops dead. Worships your sensitivity to his touch- oh lord it's his own touch how blessed is he- and finds it absolutely fucking adorable. Finding every and any minor excuse or reason to pounce on you and tickle you (gently, of course) till you're breathless and your softly heaving chest rests upon his rapidly beating one. Because the second he hears the almost nectarine melody that flows from your soft parted lips, your small figure quivering in his arms and tiny hands grabbing at his as you attempt to put up a weak fight against him, he immediately disconnects from any and every other noise around him, honing his hearing purely onto your sweet, oh so honey-sweet laughter.

And the moment he sets eyes on that twinkling wide smile, those rosy red tinted cheeks, disheveled hair, and half-closed eyelids that take the shapes of upside-down crescent moons, your chin tilted back and neck scrunching up occasionally when his teasing fingers brush up against the skin around the area, Sylus instantly melts. A hopeless goner. Like butter in a frying pan under steaming hot temperatures. His heart goes insanely wild at the spot. Because oh he is so down bad. Addicted. Intoxicated with your music that needs no rhythm because it has one of its own. He locks this valuable secret within his heart and throws the damn key to hell, swears to never let anyone else discover it. Because this is your own little thing, something intimate to be shared and cherished between just the two of you. Something precious. Praying to the gods because oh thank the lord that he can finally, finally hear his kitten's true laughter and see her smile so unhidden. So genuine. So real.

[tiredleekaz]

Excuse me Caleb?!?! Of all things he could’ve said…

[tighnarlee]

Valko Tickle Headcanons

LEE —

— Valko , to me , is someone who is a total snorter. Even if a spot you managed to find isn’t as effective. It’s like , an initial response to something that tickles him. Even the smallest poke, or the gentlest wiggling of fingers will reward you with a soft “snrk”.

— Because he’s , well , a wolf - man , I have to give his biggest tickle spot to his stomach. As cliche as it it, his tummy is one of the main spots to go for if you want to earn a good guffaw from Valko. He will jolt slightly before laughter helplessly bubbles from his lips , his hands shooting down to reach for your wrist(s). It doesn’t help that this spot is easy to reach, too.

— Okay, his ears? Underrated spot, but such a bad spot. Lightly scratching behind either set of his ears make Valko let out an immediate bark of laughter . Relatedly, gentle tickles here make him melt in more tender moments with you. He would put his head on your shoulder , with these pleading eyes , silently asking you to gently stroke / tickle his pointy wolf ears.

— You can not tell me Valko doesn't have terribly ticklish ribs either. Skitter your fingers across those array of bones, and this wolf is nothing but a squeaky toy. While his hands will search for yours, or try and serve some revenge , the highest little squeaks will seep from him during quick attacks. Further focus on his ribs will make Valko's voice crack in intervals amidst his laughter.

— Finally, one more notable spot is Valko's thighs / knees . While I see him as having ticklish legs as a whole, there's something about his knees that get Valko to bark out fits of laughter. Both the backs and fronts of his knees are ticklish; squeeze at them, and he will snort out a few laughs as he tries to maneuver himself away from you. Squeezing his thighs has the same response - so, going for the two spots at the same time? You're going to kill this guy.

— Mentioned before a few times, Valko's laughter is very snorty - but it also has a deeper rumble to it that adds to that charm. I don't think he'd try to hide his laughter ; at least, not privately. With you, Valko feels much more comfortable with allowing himself to laugh more freely. You're his person, after all. In public settings, or if you're both in an area where people could hear? He's going to bite down his laughter as much as possible. At most, he'll snort and huff out a laugh or two. All while staring at you hard ; something that screams ' you're going to pay for that later. ' .

— Similarly to his ears, if Valko wants something like belly rubs, he will lay across your lap, and await for you to rub his stomach. I don't think he'd outright ask you to ; not unless he's desperate for such soft affections, or has been had a really hard day / time with his thoughts. In which case, Valko's voice will quietened tone as he asks, "Babe, could you... you know. Do the thing? That thing?"

— Tease him about it, or tell him to use his words, and poor Valko will get gradually more and more flustered. He'll insist that you know what he means, and to 'stop being a tease' before he concedes. "Can you... rub my stomach, love?"

— Hearing him contently chuckle and snort in your arms is worth it in the end, though. If his tail is exposed, it would be swishing contently beneath him as Valko leans subconsciously into your touches.

LER —

— While I don't think he's as much of a tickle monster as Sylus , I do think Valko likes to enact on tickling his dear (you) when he can. Especially either during more domestic moments, or genuinely just to fuck with you on occasion. Or, of course, if you decided to provoke him in public.

— You've probably heard of the phrase 'don't poke the bear' . Well, unless you don't want to get got , simply don't poke and prod at Valko in public. That is, unless you want to be met with the looming threat of a suddenly playful Valko the moment you both get home. He watches you like prey, each movement carefully calculated as if you are to dart away in any second. He'll look at you with a smile tugging on his lips. "You want to talk about what all that was?"

— Deny, and he'll insist that you know what you're doing. That you were trying to get him to react, or behave 'unprofessionally'. If his ears / tail are out , you can swear you can see them twitching in near excitement over his own whirling ideas. Admit it, and Valko will call you bold, or even a brat. Either way, Valko doesn't give you a countdown ; he chases you down just minutes after the two of you are inside. And good fuck, Valko is fast. Have fun trying to outrun him!

— He's somewhat mean, in my opinion. The moment he knows you have a terribly ticklish spot, Valko dives in there immediately, treating it like your 'ultimate weakness' of some sort. He's like a predator going for the throat, intending to render you helpless with laughter. And if you have provoked him , his mission is to absolutely wreck your shit.

— Valko will conveniently 'forget' that you're ticklish at times. That way, when he's intending to reach for something, or help assist you with a task, he will spider his fingers over your ticklish areas. The moment you react, this guy will have the biggest mock - surprised expression on his face. "You're ticklish here?" He asks, as if he hasn't already tickled you before. With a big ass, cheeky grin, Valko will fucking get you there and then, hunting down each sweet spot that makes you laugh like he's rediscovering them 'all over again'.

— He's such a little shit, too. If you're reaching for something, or expose a ticklish spot right in front of him Valko will immediately tickle you there and then, snorting at your reactions . You have so many weak spots, and you're showing them off so openly? How can he not tickle you?

— Totally nuzzles your neck / tummy , all while playfully growling during his attack. He so would pretend to be eating your ribs, and gently nibble at your body just for some sort of playfully dramatic effect. He's a total nerd, and a bit goofy with you - nibbles and nuzzles included.

— Though, at the end of it all, his goal is to have you laughing in his arms. He's like a playful puppy when it comes to tickling you, and he truly adores the sound of your laughter. While the two of you grow old together, Valko wishes to hear the sounds of your laughter as much as possible. It's his favourite sound.

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Flins and Illuga Tickle Headcanons + Updates

Here's my take on Flins and Illuga for tickles! :) Not as good as other headcanons but I hope you still find some pleasure in it 🙏. First time to do this in depth and writing down my opinions and takes. So, naturally nervous since I don't usually express my opinions in public and I lack that playful energy that I see a lot of headcanons have 😓, I tried though 😅.

As time goes on, I'll add to this if ideas comes to me! And as I do more of these, I'll hopefully get better at them (like including insights for multiple characters and interactions with said character, tickle techniques they like/use on others, etc.)

In the future, I'll convert my handwriting into actual text too, so please be patient with me 🙏. My handwriting is decent in my eyes but...yeah...a little embarrassed to show my handwriting at this kind of scale. And paper because I like using it! It's easy for me to just reach for my notes than scavenge for them electronically when writing a fic. That's the whole idea why I did this in the first place plus it's quite fun :))

Anyways, enough rambling here's the headcanons!

Blank templates if you want them!

Open to any headcanons of your own and tips for writing headcanons too and pretty much any input you have :)

Updates: SethoScara Day 2 delayed since I had an engineering club meeting at 7:15PM last night and ler!Durin just popped up on the fly as part of the plot so doing some exploring on that~ Plus, was working on the tickle headcanons you just looked at ;)

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Immediate thought: Tickles 🫠

Lohen would definitely be a tease as a ler, thrumming his fingers over his lee's spot and smirking, chin resting on his other hand while waiting for the moment for his lee to give in and beg.

Taunting too. He also goes slow, for example, dragging his fingers slowly down his lee's belly then back up, repeating the motion. "You’re trembling already. I haven’t even started being mean yet~" Loves to prolong the tickles. Keep his lee...on the knife's edge ;) Whether to keep teasing or go in for the kill~ Either way, it brings joy to him 🩵

[tklpilled]

Ah!! Adeuce tickle fights over video games.

One of them is winning? Tickles. One of them is far ahead of the other? Tickles. Playing a horror game together? Theyre messing around via tickles. Or even tickling one another to make the other fail a level in a game on purpose.

Ace usually instigates it; Deuce returns the favour tenfold :) Bonus points if Yuu is involved somewhere <33

yuu thinks they're safe until adeuce decide they are bored of messing with each other

[tighnarlee]

Thinking about Rielle and Minajael.

Rielle, who has heard of tickling, and has witnessed it, but hasn’t been able to experience it due to his royal upbringing.

Flash forward to RSA, where he’s alone with Minajael, and he accidentally brushes against Minajael’s exposed stomach. As the other man fails to stifle back a light laugh, Rielle’s eyes practically light up.

“Are you ticklish?” He asks immediately, and Minajael’s face burns a bright red upon hearing the question. He doesn’t even have the time to splutter out a proper response before Rielle’s hands pounce into his stomach.

Rielle’s a curious cutie, and he finds this so interesting. As for Minajael, he’s both embarrassed and terribly flustered. But, perhaps he can try to hold out for a minute more. Just to amuse the bubbly prince.

[kalim-sunshine]

I know he just came out but...

I know his stomach is hella ticklish <3

[tighnarlee]

go my scott pilgrim oc x canon ship. my brain is so hyper fixated on spto/spvw that I’m making so many things for my pairing <3 and i love love this thing made by @tklpilled !!

used a picrew because I struggle with drawing! But!! grgrgrgr something about lovers sharing obscure tickle spots <33

[tighnarlee]

Spoilers for Genshin 6.5

Lohen, watch your tone there. >:) Ohooo, the urge to tickle (or even wreck) this man is STRONG.

Plus, his laugh is so cute? Hello??

[sunstone-smiles]

HIIII So excuse my stackables bias but I think Washford and Drysdale would be a DEADLY tag team, they’re both so sweet and genuine that flustering the Lee would come easy to them no matter who it is!! They’re both strong enough to pin the Lee while the other aims for their most giggly spots, they both know how to give sweet compliments (not to mention Drysdale’s near endless supply of pet names 🧡) and, with them being the old sweet lovers they are, I really do think they’d be great at helping the Lee wind down after 💕

Also I think Washford would compliment your laugh while Drysdale compliments your blushing and wriggling, calling you a cute little caterpillar and saying pink is a lovely shade for you >///<

Your bias is excused and your bias is EMBRACED!!! They would indeed be a magnificent tag team

The teases! AAAAHHH! OH BOY THE TEASES

They would be so sweet with the complements, but so sweet that it causes the biggest blushes and the giddiest giggles lol. I can also see Drysdale as the massive flatterer while Washford, while also one to tease, is like "Easy now, Drysdale. We don't want them to combust into flames" he would say, smiling.

Thanks for sharing!

[hahanamegobrrrr]

y'all I just had a dream that I was playing tickle hide-and-seek with Chance. but instead of counting normally, Chance was rolling his D20 and saying the rolls out loud. And you had until he got a nat 20 to hide.

so we're like "ok... go!" and i start to go to hide as he starts to roll. "5... 20!"

HE GETS A 20 ON HIS SECOND ROLL. i'm still only like across the room from him, so he just starts chasing me and i'm running for my life WHAHDHHA

and then I wOKE UP RIGHT AS HE CAUGHT ME. UNIVERSE HOW COULD YOU DO THIS 😔😔 betraying me.

so anyway I need to write this into a fic now WHAHDHSHA

[angelatmidnight1]

Comedy Club

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.”

Eddie’s cheeks reddened. “I’m nohahah—AH! Vohohoholt sahahahaha!” 

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.)