#Chrollo being ticklish is like- my entire vibe

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OOOO OK HCS TO DABBLES

I hc Chrollo having REALLY ticklish palms. Like he’s mildly ticklish everywhere else, but his palms have that man on the floor giggling

Ler can be anyone, y/n or a canon character, I’m not picky :)

(Headcanons to Dabbles: OFFICIALLY CLOSED)

AHHH! *explodes* LEE!CHROLLO WHOOOOOOOOO!!! I love this man so much y'all don't even know aejarkaejrerejk I've gotcha covered, anon! :D

You held out your hand expectantly, waiting for Chrollo to comply. Such a bold gesture would be frowned upon in the Phantom Troupe- but as his partner, you had special privileges.

Chrollo looked at it, then at you. He offered you his book, but you didn’t take it. He offered you a nearby pebble, but again- it laid in your still hand. “I hadn’t realized this was a guessing game.”

You struggled to keep your poker face, flatting your lips so you wouldn’t smile watching him try and figure out what you were asking for. Finally, he took the pebble from you and laid his hand in yours, smiling when you squeezed it. “There it is.”

“Took you long enough.” You teased, bringing it closer to observe. The skin was scarred yet smooth- both soft and calloused in your grip. What confused you was the sudden lack of tattoos- you swore you saw them before. “Where’d they go?” You asked, dragging a finger along the back of his hand.

“Oh tha-eh!” The leader of your troupe seemed to stammer, straightening up as you carried on dragging your finger against his skin. “They only appear when I activate my power.”

“Really?” You mused, flipping his hand to look at his palm. “Do they appear here too?” You curled your nails against the skin, daring a peek.

“So-Soohohmetimes?” He gasped out, a few reluctant giggles following. “Aehhe-ehhahahhaha! (Y/N)! Pleahhahahhase! It tihihihihickles!”

“Really?” You couldn’t keep your poker face any longer, grinning outright as you scratched gently at his palms, making him double over in wheezy mirth. “Who knew the esteemed leader of the Phantom Troupe was so ticklish? Better be careful the others don’t find out- they’ll start a mutiny and tickle you until you give in.”

“Thehehehy alheahahhardy knoohohow! I’m nohohohoht wohoohohried about it!” He gasped out through his giggles, gently catching your wrist to stop the tickling. “I truuhuhst them with that lihihttle tihihidbit…and I truuhust you not to take ahahadvantage.”

“Hm.” You brought his hand up to your lips, kissing it gently and making him twitch with a small laugh. “No promises.”