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Hi gang 🔥🔥??

Me when 0 is one of my favorite algebraliens die

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More Lee!four propaganda

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Ello hi hey hi ello : ) can you do (xfohv) eight tkl headcanons? Thats all :>

HELL YEAH I CAN EIGHT IS FUCKING ADORABLE HES SO GRUMPY AND CUTE

Ler leaning switch 100000% (60 ler and 40 lee)

wrecks the other numbers who kinda piss him off or just are basic menaces to society

not really teasy but piss him off enough and oh boyyy

”oh? You’re ticklish here???” And he proceeds to wreck that spot mercilessly

usually has a deadpan expression but if he gets a good reaction or squeal he’ll smirk

mostly wrecks Six until he gets Six to promise that he won’t be a menace and then Six ends up doing it anyways

now leee time >:)

not giggly but does snicker

covers his mouth when he laughs bc he’s embarrassed about his own laugh

not very squirmy instead he just tries to gently pry their hands off him

Ten and Seven are the exceptions bro Eight will just let them do it

knees and hands are the worst spot for him but others do get chuckles

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This goes out to the nurse in this comic

thinking about that one moment when I was about to get top surgery

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AHHHOOO I'M FU*KING DIEING 😭😭😭😭

Idk what to ask so.... lee 8 and ler 9 ig? (Not forcing)

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Not that ticklish

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I have some of thiese like autism or something like that ig

reblog for ONE of the followin:

autism

adhd

audhd

an age regressor

pet regressor

trauma

depression

the ability to not let anyone know yur feelins, aka actin (mee)

is little (also me)

LOVES stuffed animals

love real animals (includin dinosauwrs an puppyies)

can crawl up the stairs on all fours

a therian (m not but i respect em :3)

apart of the lgbtq+ community (again, not apart of. buh i respec em!)

..ticklish

hav someone to tickle you

can say the t-word

can’t say the t-word (also also me!!!)

can type the t-word

cant type the t-word

gets flustered easily

a lee

a ler

hav frens

dont hav frens

none of the above

some of the above

ALL of the above

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The Pit

Please imagine if you will, a gathering of friends. Tickle friends to be exact. Already a scary scenario. So many tickle enthusiasts in a room, socializing, but you all know, as soon as one person gets poked, a cascading effect will happen and everyone is going to erupt into a ticklish frenzy.

But what if the person who gets poked is... you? What if you're the one who squeaks? Well, what would happen is...

The room falls silent, and a sea of eyes turn to meet you. You're poked again, you jolt to the left, but you bump into someone who squishes your sides in return. After this cycle repeats you start to scrunch up and you begin to collapse to the floor.

The room of people has, on instinct, become a circle, and that circle continues to get smaller with you in its centre. You're poked and prodded and giggling intensely. Soon enough, you can't even squirm away. You wonder why that is, and discover that you have been pinned.

One leg, then both. And before too long, the arms that you've been using to cover up your tummy have been wrenched away from you are being held over your head.

You are now in "The pit"

You've not even a moment to breathe before an uncountable amount of hands swarm over you. No fighting back is possible, every time you try to squirm, it is as if more hands appear out of thin air to hold you down. Your shirt is lifted up and your socks are removed. Your ribs are being drilled into by vibrating fingers, your underarms and neck are being swarmed by soft scritchy scratchy fluttering nails, and some goon has decided to hold your toes back so someone else can attack your taut arches.

Worst of all, you hear the snickers and chatter of your innumerable lers. The "Oh they're so cute!" and the "They LOVE it when you do this!"

Someone raspberries your tummy, and you hear a "Aww! Let me try that!" Which is the worst thing you could've heard. 3 or 4 pairs of lips alternating raspberries and kisses for you, all the while the fingers and nails at every other spot haven't ceased.

Even when you shrimp away and attempt to scramble to your feet to make a break for it, you're intercepted swiftly, and pulled to the ground once again, accompanied by a sly voice going "Tsk tsk tsk. Where do you think you're running off to, cutie?"

It looks like... you're in the pit~ have fun, cutie

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I found my headcanon curious.

What if Eight took responsibility for controlling Fourteen and his actions on others, trying to fix him for the benefit of the algebralien group? Eight is tired of Fourteen antics but wants to help him out of his pure altruism. And in the process of "fixing" Fourteen, Eight directly or indirectly exerts some influence on this cannibal.

However, Fourteen does not seek control as such, but he moves his desire to devour the skin of numbers in another direction: for example, he makes a figure out of papier-mache and gnaws it when aggression pops up. Eight admitted to himself that he was doing it half-casually, choosing between being tired of his antics and tired of controlling him himself.

Nevertheless, he feels stupidly sorry for Forteen, because he is engaged in such a frivolous lifestyle as eating the skin of numbers and sitting in prison, then escaping and repeating this cycle of stupidity.

The desire to fix Fourteen is done on personal initiative and Eight is already breaking down from fatigue due to Fourteen's behavior, due to the fact that such a pile of trouble was given to him, but continues to help him based on altruism.

Fourteen likes to be looked after, as if he has a "babysitter", so sometimes he feels himself in control, but breaks down again. The only thing he doesn't like is that he actually gets punished for his actions. He rarely learns from his mistakes.

Eight sometimes thinks "why do I need him at all", "why am I trying to fix him", but quickly remembers that maybe he has some chance of getting better. He feels sorry for him. The rest depends on Fourteen, whether he understands the problem and it's consequences, and whether he is ready to change.

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LOTUS!!! DROP A LEE NINE AND LER 8 FANFIC! AND MY LIFE.. IS YOURS....!

Got this twice, so I guess I am writing Lee!Nine and Ler!Eight now. I picked this one because it was funnier ask, Idk if one person sent them both.

Nine was reading one of those fishy magazines one would find at the grocery checkout. They were laying on their tummy and totally in the zone. Suddenly, she felt a finger on the sole of her foot. He threw the book down in shock.

"Six, is that you?" Nine wondered, "You know, I don't like it when you tickle my feet without warning."

"What's wrong? Does Niney don't like their feeties being tickled? Cause I'll do it again," Eight chuckled.

"Good grief, not you, Eightbro."

Eight continued to go after Nine's feet with hand on his soles. Their giggles echoed through The Equation Playground. But then Eight spidered behind their knees but quickly when for the armpits.

"Sto-stop!" Nine yelled teased.

Eight stopped but smiled.

"But don't you want your tummy tickles. You haven't got your daily tummy tickles," Eight teased.

Nine then dashed away from Eight.

"Come back from your tummy tickles!" Eight called.

Six saw Nine and trapped her on purpose. They laughed at her. Eight caught up to the both then.

"Thanks, Six," Eight smiled.

"Oh," Six wondered, "I helped you?"

"Yeah, now I can give Nine his tummy tickles," Eight added.

"Why didn’t you just say so," Six mentioned.

Six grabbed Nine and held him in place.

"Six?" Nine questioned.

Eight began to tickle Nine's tummy. They couldn't help but smile.

"Where that laugh?" Eight asked and tickled rougher.

"Yeah, where is it, Nine?" Six wondered.

And finally, Nine's laughter was now so loud that Ten came to check up on them all.

"Are you having fun, Nine?" Ten checked.

"I do-don't know. I never really asked to be tickled," Nine explained.

"His soles were exposed," Eight brought up.

"But Nine didn't say that you could tickle them. You all need to understand boundaries. Sometimes, people aren't in a tickling mood," Ten mentioned.

"I guess Ten’s right. I am sorry, Nine," Six apologized.

"I forgive Six," Nine smiled.

"I will think what Ten said," Eight added.

"Good," Ten mentioned, "Now who wants raspberry lemonade?"

"Bro," Nine added.

"Oh wait," Ten realized, "I forgot raspberries were also another thing..."

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LOOOOKKK

hi I really like your art can you make lee 9 and ler 8

I think she might be ticklish

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I love using sexually dimorphic traits in pokemon to make them visibly transgender every chance I get. Everyone post trans girl Pikachu

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Reblog if it’s ok for people to give you $599.99

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They look so sili 🥺

realized i don't draw eight much outside of group photos; so here's one eight, each to represent one of the eighth minute of the eighth hour of the eighth day of the eighth month (which is also when this will be posted in est)

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Pls any algbrailan tk acc or 8 x 9 shippers SPECIALLY THOSE TWO COMBINED

*int pls im despite* 😔

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Ello :D

Can you do lee 8 and ler 9... /nf

If you do I'll gib you cookies 0u0

Sure, I'm a fat slob. /j /ref

Sweet From Sour

Lee; Eight Ler; Nine

Nine and Eight sitting next to each other at the Equation Playground. Nine was smiling and giggling to herself.

"What are you thinking about, mate?" Eight asked.

"Our big tickle fight," Nine smiled.

"Oh right," Eight giggled, "I kind of miss it."

"Wait, really?"

"Yeah, why not."

"So I can tickle you, Eight?"

"Yes," Eight laid on his back, "I need a little cheering up. Just haven't been feeling like myself."

"What's wrong, Eight?"

"I burnt my mouth prior, Nine."

"Okay, some tickles for Eightface..."

"What's wrong? Are you scared? Scaredy interger!"

"Bro, I am supposed to tease you. That's it, I know where to begin!"

Nine slowly put his fingers on Eight's tummy. Their fingers slowly spidered his tummy as they increased speed. Eight thought he got more than he bargained for. His laughter echoed through the Equation Playground.

"Who’s a scaredy interger now," Nine teased, "What a ticklish tummy you have!"

"Y-yeah," Eight giggled.

Nine started squeezing Eight's sides and poking all over their tummy.

"Poke, poke, poke," Nine teased, "Are you having fun?"

Eight couldn’t speak through their laughter. Nine then went for their knees and feet.

"Have you learned your lesson, yet?" Nine asked.

There were only giggles for a response.

"More tummy tickles? Okay, Scaredy Interger, coming right up!" Nine declared.

Moving back to Eight's belly, Nine began using both hands as they quickly wiggled across Eight's tummy.

"Ok-okay, Nine. I am good!" Eight screamed.

"All right, I will stop, Eight," Nine replied.

"Thanks, Nine. How did you get so good at teases?" Eight wondered.

"Seven," Nine told him.

"Oh, makes sense. You wanna tickle me?"

"Maybe tomorrow."

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Hello can you do switch 9 and switch 8

It's completely optional if you want to do it lol

Thxs for listening bui hav a good day/night (pos) 👍

So Switch!Nine and Switch!Eight. I don't really like switch term but. Granted, I will write this.

The Fight

"What did you say, X?" Ten asked, "You are speaking too fast."

X caught his breath and tried again.

"Nine and Eight were shouting and said they were gonna fight. I don't want them to do that," X replied.

"Oh, let's go check up on them," Ten added.

As they got closer to Eight and Nine, they could hear them teasing loudly.

"Look, I am going to warm you. This won't end pretty...for you!" Eight yelled.

"Not unless my fingers have anything to say about!" Nine retorted.

"I think it's a tickle fight," Ten told X when they saw them.

"What do we do?" X asked.

"Let’s wait and watch, okay," Ten suggested.

"Nine, it's Ten!" Eight brought up.

Nine faced Ten, "Hi, big bro!"

"Why, hello, Nine," Ten greeted.

Then Eight used this as an opportunity to go for Nine's sides. Nine's smile was huge. They tried not to laugh. It's no use since some giggles came out.

"Oh yeah!" Nine added and then started tickling Eight's armpits.

Eight was flustered by this, and their cheeks were apple red.

"Is somebody embarrassed?" Nine teased.

"N-no," Eight frowned.

Nine was feeling pretty confident. But Eight wasn't going down without a fight. He moved his fingers quickly to Nine's tummy. Nine's laughter echoed. She fell to the ground. Eight was able to resume tickling her.

"Aw, what a ticklish tummy you have," Eight teased.

Nine was reaching towards Eight's soles. Eight couldn’t help but laugh and began to fall, too. Nine reached closer to Eight's tummy and blew a raspberry.

Eight was able to sit up and aimed at Nine's armpits.

"Nooo!" Nine yelled.

"Give up?" Eight asked.

"Have you seen Two's newest blog post?" Nine asked.

"No, let me check," Eight added, pulling out his phone.

Nine striked at Eight's feet again. Their laughter was louder than a bell.

"Fine, you win, Nine," Eight declared.

"Eight, what are you going to now?" Ten asked.

"Read a book or something," Eight replied.