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Last updated: April 20th, 2026 (HAHA 420)
Made: September 14th, 2023
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Who am I?
You can call me Mills!
I use they/them
I am asexual and bi! (I think I'm just a long for the ride)
I am a part of the tickle community, if you're uncomfy with that, its not shameful to leave :)
Not all of my content will be tickle related.
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I do not do art, unfortunately.
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The tag for my writing is on all the fics I have (at least the ones I care about) and its "Mills knows how to write? 0-0" if you would like to take a look!
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Boundaries:
No NSFW, I am a minor and if you are creepy or post NSFW, I will block you.
No one over 25 please! I'm literally a freshman in high-school so please keep that in mind
I am not comfortable with role-playing
You can request prompts or anything like that if you want, but if I am uncomfortable with it, can't do it, or just generally do not want to do your request I won't.
I do not do foot tickles
I will not do y/n or self insert stories
If you request, please don't rush me. I get easily overwhelmed
Fics may take awhile, I do not intend on overworking myself
Anything I forgot will be added later.
Fandoms:
About this, I will make my boundaries on certain fandoms clear.
-Genshin impact - I will write for it, just don't ask for anything weird. I can do ships, but if I'm uncomfy with a ship, I won't write it. Please don't do child x adult things. I'll do stuff for Aether and Lumine as CHARACTERS, not as an x reader type thing.
- mha - lll write for it. I will not do ships unless it is ADULTS ONLY. That means no bakudeku or anything like that.
- dsmp - there are a couple people who used to be involved with it that I definitely still pay attention to, so if you're interested in anyone, you can ask and we'll see if I'm okay with it!
- the owl house - I'll write for it as well as do ships, just don't be weird. I will not write anything involving odalia, belos/Phillip, or any of the head Witches (excluding Darius and raine).
- red white and Royale blue - I won't really do anything with it, but I'd love to discuss it with people!
- Hazbin Hotel - I'm not super interested in it anymore but im still somewhat knowledgeable with the plot and characters!
- The Outsiders - Now I know its a book that not a lot of people on here have read but I love it so much! I don't think I'll really do ships except Canon relationships <3!
- Epic The Musical - AHHHHHHH give. Literally anybody. Well, mostly everybody, but yknow, within reason!! I'm sorry but I also don't write for the gods! So so soooo sorry
- K-pop Demon Hunters - I need this and I need to write for it. Especially Baby or Bobby.
- stranger things - I swear. BYLER specifically but literally anything. Omg please
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I'll do non-tickle content, all you have to do is ask for either no tickles or tickles.
I’ve made the tk audio, but it’s too… cringe I guess? Just don’t make fun of it, and if you feel uncomfortable, just keep scrolling or, ignore it. Anyways, here you go sweety
Okay quick explanation for those who requested any Epic: The Musical fics
They will get done!
I just had a major burnout (hence my absence) due to school and it translated into writing, and I couldn't force myself to write literally anything. So I'm going to take a little bit to write for different fandoms to hopefully get my "spark" back. And then I'll get around to the Epic requests, I'm so sorry for making you guys wait so long. I only wanna make sure y'all get the best of my writing, and not a half-assed version :)
A/N: Omg okay first stranger things fic!! And it's Byler so like. double win. I hope y'all like it!!!
Lee: Will/Mike
Ler: Mike/Will
Word Count: 4.3kish
Warnings: Tickles and it's really shippy towards the end (I am NOT good at writing shippy things) and it's also kinda angsty towards the end but like. baby angst. LMK if I need to add anything!!
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“Will! Give it back!”
The teen in question giggled and pulled the book closer to himself. “Make me!”
The two of them were having a sleepover, just as they used to. Mike had suggested it hoping to add back some normalcy into Will’s life. Things hadn’t exactly been smooth since Will disappeared, but everyone was doing their best to act like it was. Will didn’t hate it, but it wasn’t great either. Mike being the one to help definitely made it more tolerable.
Mike gasped and jumped for his friend. He tackled him onto the cushions of their makeshift fort. “Will! You know I will win this!” He wrestled the book out of Will’s hands and set it to the side. He then stared at Will for a second before moving his hand next to the other’s side.
Will jumped and went up in a renewed giggle fit, not trying to cover his sides at all. Mike experimentally squeezed Will’s side. He yelped but still didn’t move.
“Mike!!”
Not realizing what was happening, Mike let up and left Will alone. He didn’t notice the suppressed – but still obvious – pout that came from the action. “Don’t steal my stuff, Byers,” he joked.
Will huffed, frowning at his friend. Instead of letting well enough alone, he lunged for Mike’s book again right as he was about to grab it. Will held it above his head and stuck his tongue out.
“Will! What did I just say? Come on!” Mike lightheartedly complained, trying to pull the book from Will’s grasp. “Why do you even want the book?”
“None of your business!”
Mike groaned and latched onto Will’s ribs, eliciting a shriek and the book to go flying. Mike pushed Will to the ground of their fort and pinned him there, holding his wrists gingerly to the pillows and blankets while he sat on his thighs. “What is your deal? It’s almost like you want me to tickle you.”
The brunette went beet-red, turning his face away.
“Wait. Will-”
“No!”
“Awe Will! Is that what you want?” He asked, releasing one wrist in favor of gently grabbing Will’s face and turning it towards him. “Is that why you’ve been provoking me ever since you got here?”
Will blushed profusely, both at the embarrassment of the situation and Mike’s hands on his face – wait why was that flustering?? – and shook his head.
Mike laughed and leaned closer to Will. “You know, you could have just asked. You don’t have to annoy me just to get tickled. You know I don’t have an issue doing that.”
“Well, yeah but-” Will stammered, “How do you even ask for something like that? That’s so embarrassing!”
“Oh. Well, we could come up with a code word? Would that help?”
He nodded timidly, moving his hand to cover his eyes. Mike’s hand was still on his face.
“Okay, we can do that then!” Mike grabbed the hand covering Will’s eyes and moved it. “You don’t get to hide though.”
“Ughh, I hate you…”
Mike gasped. “I’m trying to help you! But I could always just be mean and not tickle you.”
“Fine! Please?”
“Okay, okay! What about watermelon? Whenever you just… need a laugh, say that you want watermelon. I’ll help you out.”
Will nodded again.
“Okay, practice.”
He took a deep breath and tried to look away, but Mike stopped him and gave him a reassuring look. “I want watermelon.”
With no further fight, Mike dug right into his ribs, letting his arms go as a result. Will yelped, grabbing Mike’s wrists but not really doing much about it. He exploded into cackles and tried to sink more into the ground.
“Mihihike! Noho!”
“No? You asked for this!”
Will shook his head, trying halfheartedly to buck Mike off of him. “Shuhush!”
Mike frowned before moving a hand to drill into his hips. “I will not shush, you jerk!”
Byers squealed, giving up on holding Mike back so he could cover his face.
“Awe, someone’s shy, huh? How cute, Will!”
“Noho!”
“No what? You have to use your words,” Mike teased, moving to spider across his stomach. He snorted, turning his face into the pillows while still covering it with his hands.
Mike’s eyes gleamed. “You snort! Do it again!” He vibrated a hand into his belly, eliciting a flurry of snorts and a giggly protest. “You’re like a little piggy! How did I not know this? Cute,” he said in awe.
Will flushed, still snorting, and bucked his hips halfheartedly. “‘M nohot cuhute!”
“Of course you are! I could just eat you right up, Will,” he taunted. “Actually, that’s a great idea. Raspberries sound good!”
The younger’s eyes widened and he moved his hands to grab onto Mike. “Wahahait! Whahahat?”
“Raspberries! You know what those are, silly!”
“Mihihike! Dohon’t behe mehean!”
Mike raised an eyebrow. “So you don’t want-?”
“Mike! Pleheahase!” Will pouted as best he could to get Mike to just get it over with.
“Fine, fine,” Mike sighed. He then rolled Will's shirt up slightly before he took his wrists in his hands and pinned them to his sides gently. Will giggled as Mike took a deep breath and paused for a second. The younger groaned, the anticipation making his giddiness worse.
Mike finally relented and blew a raspberry on Will’s stomach. He shrieked and kicked his legs out violently, falling into loud belly laughter immediately. It was so boyish and adorable that Mike was in awe.
He blew another raspberry right above his navel and let go of his hands in favor of pinching his hips. This resulted in more snorts and halfhearted protests from the brunette. He was able to get in at least three more before Will shoved his head away from his stomach. In turn, Mike stopped tickling entirely.
“Oh, I’m sorry! Was that too much?” Mike asked immediately, holding Will’s hand.
Will giggled as he caught his breath. “Noho, I just neeheheded a second. Ihi couldn’t talk.”
Mike had a worried expression on his face, leaning closer to Will to examine if he was okay. “Do you want to be done? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
“No! I- sorry, not yet. I just need to catch my breath.”
“That’s okay. As long as you’re happy, Will!”
Will tried not to focus on what Mike was saying. The whole situation was embarrassing and Mike was being so teasy – and sweet? – that it made Will’s stomach feel fluttery. The effects of tickling were weird. He took a couple minutes to breathe before opening his eyes again.
Mike asked, “You okay?”
“Yeah. I’m good now,” he paused for a second, staring at his friend expectantly. “You can. Um. Start again. If you want.”
Mike laughed before starting scribbling on his ribs again. “Tell me if it’s too much again, okay?”
Will nodded in response, giggling and moving his hands to cover his face with his hands. Because his arms were up, Mike ventured upwards and began to drill into his underarms. Will screamed and slammed his arms down, turning his head into the pillows and blankets. He dissolved into cackles that would probably raise concern if you didn’t have context. Even then, they were still very shrieky and Mike worried for his lungs. But he hadn’t tapped out yet, so he kept going. His laughter covered the sound of the door opening and someone coming down the stairs into the basement.
“What is happening down here?”
Mike stopped dead in his tracks, turning his head to see none other than Nancy outside their fort with her arms crossed and a very disappointed expression. Will gasped in greedy breaths.
“Mike, why are you torturing your best friend?” She asked in an accusatory tone.
Mike sputtered. “He literally ask-!” He paused to see Will with a worried and embarrassed face. He figured outing Will wasn’t in his best interest. “He deserves it! He keeps stealing my stuff!”
Nancy seemed unamused, entering the fort. “Right. I don’t think murdering him is the way to deal with that.” She pulled Mike off of Will and shoved him to the ground, climbing on top of him and forcing his arms above his head. He struggled all the while, but inevitably lost the fight.
“Nance! Cohome on!” He protested, trying his best to squirm out of her grip. “Let goho!”
“Will, hun, do you want to get him back?” She turned to the still-giggling boy, who nodded frantically and crawled over to the siblings excitedly.
“Will! It was all in good fun, right?” He pleaded, squirming nervously in Nancy’s hold. “You won’t do anything brash, right?”
Will smirked at him. “After that torture?” He giggled. “I’m getting revenge.”
Mike gawked at his best friend. “Will!”
The brunette didn’t wait any longer, immediately vibrating clawed hands into his lower ribs. He snickered at the yelpy laughter that came from the action.
Mike turned his face into his arm and avoided looking at his sister and best friend. This was gonna be a long night.
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That sleepover had become a foundation for a certain aspect of their relationship. It created a safety blanket of sorts, and it definitely made their friendship stronger. Their codeword followed them for the years to come, and it saved Will from major embarrassment (and punches) when it came to their other friends. Especially when Max came around.
However, when the Byers + El moved to California, it created a kind of rift between Will and Mike. Mike never wrote letters or called Will. El was a different story. She got bombarded with letters. It was unfair. Yeah, El and Mike were dating, but Will was his best friend for just about ten years. But he couldn’t even spare the time to call him once in the months they were gone. Whatever. People grow up and drift apart, WIll guessed.
What made it more unbearable, Will lost that safety blanket. He had no one to ask for a distraction when his thoughts got too loud or he just wanted to laugh for a minute. El barely understood the concept of tickling, and he didn’t really wanna explain it to her. Jonathan was high all the time with Argyle, and he wouldn’t dare to ask his mom, although she’d be more than willing.
So whenever he was in that mood, or overthinking, or just generally wanted that affection, he simply had to suffer. His friends at school didn’t help either. Small pokes to the side every now and then were common, which really didn’t help his moods – it made them so much worse. On those types of days, all he yearned for was Mike. Even if he was pissed at his lack of reaching out, he missed him. For more than just that reason, of course, but you get the point.
When Mike came down for spring break, Will was ecstatic. Pissed still, but very excited. Then they went rollerskating and they fought. And El hit Angela with a rollerskate. It was generally just a disaster. But then they talked to each other. Actually talked, not arguing. It was nice. It also made him spiral.
Of course, he didn’t have time to linger on the various ways Mike made him feel, because El got kidnapped by that crazy doctor guy. And they had to save her. The usual team bonding activities, of course. Then everything ended up okay and Mike and El broke up on good terms. And everything was great.
Obviously you can imagine how happy Will was when they moved back to Hawkins. And to genuinely make everything better, they were with Mike until they could move properly. Things didn’t immediately go back to normal, but they got better. Mike and Will were slowly going back to being, well, Mike and Will.
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Will zoned out while sitting in the basement. He was in one of his moods again, so the only thing he could focus on while Mike was talking were his hands and how they were moving. He eventually clocked out and just started daydreaming.
“Hello? Earth to Will?” Mike teased, poking his side.
Will jumped much more violently than he normally would. Truthfully, it was on purpose. Maybe a more dramatic reaction would spark the playfulness Will knew that Mike had, somewhere in him. “H-huh? Sorry.”
Mike laughed at him. “You good, dude?”
“Yeah. Just a little spacey I guess.” Will answered, blushing slightly.
“Right.” He eyed him. “So, as I was saying-”
And just like that, Will was gone again.
Mike noticed almost immediately that he’d zoned out again. If we’re being honest, Mike knew exactly what was going on with Will. He’d known the entire time. He may be dense, but he wasn’t stupid. He was just deciding to be mean until Will realized that he could literally just ask. They had the codeword for a reason.
“Will,” Mike said firmly, squeezing just above his knee.
Will yelped, grabbing Mike’s hand, but not moving it. “Mike!”
“I’m talking to you, Will. I can’t believe you’d just ignore me,” he frowned. “What is up with you right now?”
“I- Nothing. Why are you touching me?” He said with faux anger, realizing he was still holding his hand before shoving it away.
“Not my fault that the only way I can get your attention is to tickle you,” he teased, wiggling fingers into WIll’s neck.
Will fought with a smile and giggled, holding his hand away from his neck. “Miiiiiike!” He whined.
“Wiiiill!” Mike dropped his hand from Will’s neck to his own lap. He wouldn’t give him what he wanted if he didn’t ask. “Are you gonna pay attention now?”
“No. Not after that!”
“Oh, like you mind! Be honest with yourself Will.”
Will flushed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Mike leaned closer to Will’s face – he ended up about three inches from his face. “But you do. You know how this works, Byers.” He enunciated by poking Will’s stomach, eliciting a squeak from the younger.
“Hehey!” He brought his knees up to cover his stomach and shoved Mike’s face away gently, but rough enough to get the point across. “Fine, okay! You win.”
Mike raised an eyebrow. “Go on, then.”
“Mike, I want watermelon. Please.” He gave him puppy dog eyes.
“See! Was it really that hard?” Mike said, shoving Will down onto the couch and straddling his waist immediately. He hovered his hands over Will’s side tauntingly.
Will hid his face in his hands and blushed profusely. “Miiike!” He groaned.
“Actually, wait,” Mike said, more to himself than Will. He held Will’s wrists and pulled them away from his face to pin them under his knees. Will didn’t fight back. “I wanna see your face.”
Will gaped at him. “What- no that’s not fair!” He yelped, turning his face away shyly. Mike grabbed his face and gingerly forced him to look at him.
“It’s plenty fair! Plus, I wanna see your smile, it’s been too long. I’ve missed it.”
His face turned bright red and he looked anywhere but Mike. Why was he acting like this? Usually he at least let him face away, so this was different. “This is so mehean!”
“No it’s not. Mean would be not tickling you at all, silly.”
Will groaned again and shut his eyes tight. Mike took the opportunity to pounce, going straight for the kill and drilling into his underarms, letting go of Will’s face in the process. He yelled and fell into cackles immediately. His head was tossed back and he kicked his legs out behind Mike. His cackles were definitely less screechy than they used to be, but still loud and coupled with yelps.
“Wow. You really haven’t changed, Byers,” Mike observed. It wasn’t meant to be teasy, but Mike’s ‘Will Voice™’ paired with the circumstances didn’t help that case.
“SHUHUT UHUP!”
Mike gasped. “How rude! You’d think someone in your position would be nicer,” He said. “Unless this isn’t enough? I can up the ante if you want.”
Will didn’t say anything to protest, so Mike took it as a go-ahead. He took in a dramatic breath and leaned forward to plant a raspberry on Will’s neck. This elicited a snort, which only encouraged Mike to keep going.
Well, at least for about thirty more seconds. After that Will called out, “Moho-MOHOHOHOVE SPOHOTS!” And Mike listened immediately.
Suddenly, Mike was tracing gentle shapes on Will’s sides to let him catch his breath.
“You alright?”
Will glared at him lightheartedly while taking in very giggly breaths. “Noho! Yohou’re tryihihing to kihill mehe!”
“I am not!” Mike yelped, poking Will’s collarbone. “You’re so dramatic!”
Will scrunched his shoulders at the poke. “Screhehew yohohuhu!”
Mike shook his head at the younger. “You know, I think I like it better when you’re laughing.”
With that, he circled his thumbs into the other’s hip bones, causing him to yelp and kick his legs out with renewed violence.
“Nahahoho! Buhuhully!”
“Bully?” Mike repeated in mock offense. “You literally asked for this!”
Will chose to ignore that fact and shake his head. All he could focus on was how he was finally getting what he wanted after months of not. It was exactly how he remembered it being three years ago when this all started. Well, not exactly, but they were fifteen now, not twelve.
It seemed that they both had come to more realizations lately, too. Will had figured out that the butterflies every time Mike teased him had less to do with the teasing than it did Mike. It was definitely… different – doing this while being aware of how he feels. Mike’s face being three inches from his definitely caused more blushing than the imminent threat of tickles. His lips on his neck made the room feel warmer than a basement should ever be. Him saying that he wants to see Will’s face and his smile on it – that he missed seeing his smile – caused his stomach to come up with its own acrobatic routine. When he was younger it was easier to blame it on the teasing and tickling, but not anymore. He didn’t know which was better.
But, even with this knowledge of his emotions, he couldn’t fully let himself enjoy it. If Mike was doing this on purpose – which was doubtful – why did he not reach out at all? Why act like everything was normal after that? Why did Mike avoid answering why he didn’t reach out? Was he trying to lose contact? Mike was such a hard creature to understand.
“Y’know, I’ve really missed that laugh. I’ve missed you,” Mike casually said, placing a clawed hand on Will’s stomach and vibrating. He knew how bad that always got him.
Will didn’t have time to process what Mike said before being forced into a never ending stream of giggles and snorts. He squeezed his eyes shut and tossed his head back.
Mike smiled down at Will and admired his face. He looked like an angel. His hair was perfectly tousled and fell gorgeously over his face. His smile was perfect and goofy and was just so Will. He never wanted to go this long without it again. He never wanted to go this long without Will again. The last couple months had been hell without his best friend, and he couldn’t even call him. His mom had to constantly hog the phone, and he could only do so much writing and reading and mailing letters.
Maybe it was possible that Mike wanted to be a little more than best friends. Maybe El was his way of coping with that want. Maybe all he wanted right now was to kiss that perfect smile and make that perfect boy his. But there was no way Will wanted that. There was no way that’s acceptable. It was a stupid and impossible hypothetical maybe, but there was some truth. He could stand to ignore that for right now.
“MIHIHI-” Will interrupted himself with a snort. “MIHIHIKE MEHERCY! STOHOHOP!”
Mike listened, panicked. He took his hands off of him entirely, worry taking over his face. “Will, I’m so sorry! I zoned out- I didn’t mean to-!”
“Cahalm dohown. It’s fihine Mihike,” Will assured, taking deep breaths.
Oh, hearing Will say his name all giggly like that was encouraging butterflies to set up camp in his stomach.
“Are you sure? Do you need water – or anything?” He asked, freeing his arms from under his knees.
Instead of answering his question, Will repeatedly squeezed Mike’s sides. Mike collapsed on top of Will as a result, squirming into the crevice between Will and the back of the couch. Will just kept squeezing while turning on his side to reach Mike easier.
“You need to relax, Mihike.”
“WihiIHIhill! Pleheahase!” Mike cried out, not even trying to fight Will.
Will crept up to Mike’s ribs, scribbling into his lowest ribs gently. He didn’t tease, just looked at him with a fond smile that he couldn’t even see due to his eyes being closed.
“WihihiHIHill!” He yelped, opening his eyes to see Will staring at him with those beautiful hazel eyes and a smile that made his stomach do flips. His laughter hiked up and he put his head down, leaving it resting on Will’s chest. Will’s heart rate sped up at the action, but Mike was too busy laughing to notice it.
“Am I, uh, interrupting something?” Jonathan asked, setting his camera down on the table.
Will jumped, but didn’t stop tickling. “No. Just payback!”
Mike scoffed through his laughter, slowly getting more red. Will drilled into the spot where his sides met his ribs and Mike squealed indignantly. “HeheHEHEY!”
“Oookay well, have fun with that. Nance and I are going out for dinner. Just wanted to let you know.” Jonathan said, making his way up the stairs.
“Okay! Have fun!” Will called out just before the door shut. He then let up on Mike, who’s loud laughter tapered off into childish giggles that Will had to stop himself from audibly aweing at. He waited a second before speaking again. “Are you okay?”
Mike nodded, snuggling further into Will and wrapping an arm around his waist. “‘M sorry.”
Will’s heart tightened. He hesitantly put an arm around Mike as well. “Why? You didn’t do anything.”
“For not reaching out,” Mike whispered, squeezing him slightly then letting up. “I know it’s been bothering you.”
“It’s… It’s okay. It’s better now.”
“I tried to call. Everyday.”
Will stayed quiet. What?
“Mom and Nance hog the phone a lot. And mailing letters is a hassle,” Mike said. ‘I know it’s still shitty, but you deserve to know. I’m sorry for avoiding telling you, too.”
“Mike-”
“I know I’ve been a dick. I’m sorry.” A tear rolled off his face and onto Will’s shirt.
Will gasped quietly. “No. Don’t be sorry, it’s okay.”
“It’s not okay!” Mike sobbed out. “I hurt you. And yelled at you for being hurt. How could that be okay?”
“Mike. I get it. I could’ve reached out, too, and I didn’t. It’s not all your fault,” he assured, putting a hand in Mike’s hair and softly playing with it. “We can share the blame, okay? Now stop crying, you’re gonna make me cry.”
Mike snickered. “Okahay.”
“Are you still crying? Ugh I guess I have to fix it myself!” Will teased, latching onto Mike’s ribs again.
Mike yelped and started laughing. “Noho! I’m nohohot! Wihihill!” He whined.
“I’m not so sure, it sounds like you’re still sad…” Will continued, reaching down to pinch Mike’s hip. Mike screamed and shoved his face into the couch and cackled. “Oh wow, really sad huh? How ever will I fix this?”
“WIHIHILL!”
“Mihike!”
Mike squirmed but didn’t make an attempt to stop Will. “IHIT’S SOHO BAHAHAD!”
“You’re such a baby, oh my god.”
Mike blindly squeezed Will’s side, causing him to jump and fall off the couch. He gripped Mike’s shoulders and brought him to the floor as well. Mike fell on top of Will. They stared at each other, shocked, for a second before Mike dropped his head and laughed into Will’s shoulder. Will started laughing too and they stayed like that for a couple minutes.
“Ihi missed you so much, Byers,” Mike said, hugging Will again.
“I missed you too, Wheeler,” Will hugged him back, but rolled over and swapped their position. Will was now sitting on Mike’s thighs. “But I’m not done with you yet.”
“Waitwaitwait!” Mike rushed, sitting up with a struggle. So now (in the least weird way to ever exist – entirely SFW) Will was basically sitting on Mike’s lap, their faces like an inch apart.
Will blushed and stammered out, “What-?”
Mike also stuttered, completely forgetting what he was originally gonna say. “I-I don’t- Can I do something stupid?”
Will nodded and Mike put a hand on his cheek before kissing him. Will jumped but then immediately leaned into Mike, putting his arms around Mike’s neck.
Mike then freaked out and pulled back putting a hand over his mouth staring at Will with wide eyes. “I’m so so sorry- I don’t know- That was stupid, I-!”
Will moved Mike’s hand and quickly kissed him again before pulling back. “I don’t mind. I mean - if you don’t mind either-!”
Mike stopped him mid-sentence with another kiss, and he reciprocated immediately. When they finally separated, Will pushed Mike back down and smiled at him for a second before speaking.
“Great distraction, but you are not getting out of payback, Micheal.”
Mike frowned. “But- NOHO!”
Will drilled into Mike’s hips, eliciting a shriek and more cackles. “We can talk later, dummy.”
FFFFUUUUUCK I'M HAVING TICKLY DANNY MOTTA THOUGHTS BECAUSE OF HIS VID
BASICALLY IT'S HIS MOST RECENT VIDEO I THINK, CALLED "Finally Addressing The Complaints", IT'S AN APRIL FOOLS VID WHERE HE DOES EXACTLY WHAT HIS HATERS WANT
YK LIKE PPL SAY THAT HE YAPS TOO MUCH, PAUSES THE VIDEO TOO MUCH AND OVERREACTS TO THINGS. SO HE JUST SAT THERE WATCHING A MY LITTLE PONY EPISODE, REACTING AS THOUGH HE WERE ALONE AND NOT GIVING HIS THOUGHTS
WITH A MELTING ICE CREAM IN HIS HAND 😭
SO AS TIME WENT ON, THE ICE CREAM JUST STARTED TO DRIP ONTO HIM AND HE GOT INCREASINGLY UNCOMFORTABLE, JUST SUBTLY SQUIRMING AND TRYING TO FOCUS ON THE SCREEN <333
THING WAS THOUGH, WHENEVER HE DID TRY TO SAY SMTH AND A CHUNK OF ICE CREAM FELL ONTO HIM, HIS BREATH WOULD SUDDENLY HITCH AND HE WOULD TENSE ANDOHMYFUCKINGGODJSHDHSHHDJWJJD
THERE WAS A PARTICULAR BIT AT THE END (23:50) THAT I HAD TO REPLAY BECAUSE MY GOODNESS. HE FINISHED THE EP AND WAS TALKING ABOUT WHAT HE LIKED, WHEN THIS HAPPENED:
"Uh, Fluttershy.. was pretty funny, I like Fluttersh-IHiy!" A SLIGHTLY LARGER CHUNK HAD FALLEN ONTO HIM AT THAT MOMENT AND THE WAY HIS VOICE WAVERED GAVE ME SUCH A FUCKINH LER MOOD I CAN'TTTTT
Okay so update on that one friend who I'm pretty sure is in the community:
over the weekend we hung out like genuinely everyday (thursday-friday outside of school) with our other friends. And like. to make this easier ima just go day by day.
okay so Thursday: we had travel pep band, so we were out of school for the day. And i had a really shitty start to the day (long story, not gonna get into it atm), so all of my friends were trying their best to cheer me up during our break. His first instinct? Tase my sides. Spider trick on my knees. Like okay buddy I'm trying to crochet but whatever makes you happy. Um yeah. Then the group played maow and he left me alone :(
Friday: we went to our friend's house for a movie night and one of our friends was like 30 minutes late and we couldn't start without her, so the rest of us were kinda just fucking around til she showed. and obviously i start tasing sides to hopefully get retaliation. and oh boy did i get that 😭Two of my friends (not him) jumped on me and started tickling me and so i backed up into the corner of the couch. HE WAS IN THE CORNER. So he was like "noo dont send her over here" and the two said smt like "if you have such a problem with it, help us." AND HE DID. he like. latched onto my ribs. it was scary. idk. and then we were watching the movie and out of nowhere my friend (not him) just started tickling. for no reason. and asked her "dawg what are you doing" and she shoved me onto the floor and went "tickling her! wanna help?" and he ofc said "yeah i actually really do" and knelt over me and just. went ham on my ribs. I did not realize my ribs were that bad. And i was set free a little after and I immediately went to get revenge and this little fucker didnt fight back. he just grabbed my wrists and held them there? i mean he pushed back a little but usually he fights A LOT more than he did so it was weird.
And saturday was had travel pep again, and we didn't really get to do much but my friends and i were playing keep away with his phone (as a joke, he didnt care i promise) and i forgot that i had it in my back pocket. so he just came out of nowhere and was like "Dawg. I see it in your pocket." and i was like "no its not. youre delusional." and he tased my sides and told me to give it to him, but my friend had taken it out of my pocket already so i told him that i didnt have it and turned around so he could see and he frowned like the most stereotypical frown EVER. Hes a cutie pie (PLATONIC EW EW)
and then today the first interaction when all of us got down to my room was me tasing his sides. then our friend attacked me to get revenge for him. and then the rest of the time he was at my house (he was the last one to leave) it was just consistent pokes and stuff. and we were playing a game and i was focused on reading my card and fucking spiders my knee. and like. it sounds weird but my first response the that apparently is to make a noise akin to a baby goat. so i guess its very entertaining for everyone around me. so yeah. yay. this is so funsies!!
