#FMAB tickles

[helleboretks]

Okay LOOK-

I am slowly getting obsessed with my lady wrecking the brothers for no good reason, I swear to God-

LIKE, FISSEHA??? YOU’RE SWEET NICKNAMES AND GENTLY PLAYFUL ATTITUDE HAVE ENRAPTURED ME??? MY GOD????

[nataliedrawz]

Edward deserves the world low-key🛐 (non text underneath)

Reblogs and Likes are greatly appreciated!🤗♥️

[kanene-yaaay]

🌈 - Bestie you KNOW I'm always on the lookout for any scrap of FMAB tk content 👀 (I'm not sure exactly what you're working on, but best of luck to you!)

Flames!!! Hiii and thank youuuu <3 so sorry for taking so long to answer but I wanted your ask to be my final reward and!!! The project is finished!!!! Time to celebrate and pass out on the bed!!!

I'm going to be honest kiugtfdfghyujik I haven't watched FMAB in 8 years but it's still a beloved anime of mine <3 pls forgive me for any out of character scnearios!

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🌈- I can't help myself, everytime I think about Alphonse I NEED to have that boy giggling and smiling and laughing and feeling all the joy in the world that is there to be felt.

🌈- Thinking about Al sometimes just forgetting about not being a giant empty armor anymore and just keep getting cats and shoving on his shirt, which is all fun and games until the kittens realize that there is warm soft and safe and deciding that hey, it's real free state. Therefore Al can no longer just have a nap anywhere in the house without a ball of fur just jump and shove themself under his shirt and wake him up with the soft feeling of fur and whiskers brushing on his torso kjhgfdfghjk

🌈- Also, Ed definietly finally used all that free time they had to regain old sibling rights of Being A Menance and they would get into all the kind of silliness and trouble, finally having time to enjoy the simple joys and be a kid so, picture with me. Al reading pacifically on the couch, almost sleeping, a cat taking a nap on his lap and Ed just passes and freezes, taken over by the Time to Destroy That Peace spirit that takes over every sibling seeing the other just doing nothing at all and decides to start tickling lightly his feet and that horrible spot he has under his knee. Of course, there is a CAT sleeping on him so Al can't move or do any loud sound at out so he has no option but stay there, muffling his snickers and shaking his head and trying to frown and send his older brother away but falling into even stronger giggles everytime he look up and just sees the giant smirk on Edwards face

🌈- Now, when he gets revenge you better freaking RUN for your life! I can't see him being like, very rough in his tickles but I can feel his teases would be absolutely killing!! He has no shame! He will bring games and teases and praises and has a giant curiosity that can only be satied when he discovers all of your tickle spots. Idk why but I feel like surprise tickle attacks delight him so his friend/ed can just be chilling around and them ZING two hands dig on their sides and start tasering and then ZING he disappeared and they're now cofused and giggling and dying on the floor. rip <3

🌈- I can see him using a dirty trick or two because Ed WOULD use them against him and he had to learn how to survive under such diring condictions (/j)

🌈- He loves being physically afffectioned so receiving and giving tickles are no different to him! They are actually a little bit more special because he can use them to see his brother finally loosing up and Winry to take a break (her revenge will be unmerciful though rip) and anyone else to just see more smiles and bring more fun into life!! He also just loves letting go and laugh and feel again so <3 <3 yeah it's a rather giggling life they have from now on.

🌈- He wouldn't have it any other way

[xolliwritez]

Tripping Up || FMAB Tk Fic

A/N: exclusive thanks to @adrienisweird for the title <3, ilysm my dew drop it's insane qjxhehdh. Anyways, enjoy!! Do keep in mind I'm still rather new, so if I make them ooc, I apologise in advance.

Summary: Riza has had enough of Roy's behaviour, she takes it in her stride to fix it herself.

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"Gah.. seriously!?"

Riza heard Mustang groan in his office space behind closed doors, as she heard the ruffle of paper, as if he was scrunching it into a ball. She sighed and shook her head gently, a small smile tugging at her lips as she then knocked on the door.

"Not no- Riza?" Roy's frustrations subsided for now, as he looked at the blonde, she gazed down as she saw the torn paper, scraps in the bin.

"You throwing a hissy fit again?" She asked, amused as Roy rolled his eye's, pen back onto a new blank piece of paper, he held the pen there for a good minute before he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"I'm not in a good mood, Riza. If you want to chat, we can later." Roy gruffed, she saw him a puppy going through a mood swing, as she shook her head gently.

"If it's frustrating you that much.." Riza walked towards Roy, as his gaze went slightly flushed, embarrassment hitting him. "Why don't you take a break?" She asked, standing infront of his desk, leaning against it slightly to emphasize.

Roy looked and groaned, he knew she wouldn't let him talk her out of it, so he got out his seat and placed the pen down, as he walked around his desk.

"Fine! Let us have a-woah!" He grunted as he hit the ground, he looked at her extended leg, seeing she purposely tripped him over, which only made his blood boil. "Riza-"

"Roy." She spoke back, rolling her shoulder's and cracking ger knuckles as she quickly straddled his waist, satisfied as he made a small 'oof' sound at the sudden weight ontop of him.

"Riza, what's the meaning of- Hngh-!?" His breath hitched, eye's darting down as Riza's gloved hand prodded against his lower stomach, a satisfied smile gleaming over her features as she kept it up. She seemed amused, watching him strain, attempting to keep his upset facade as she kept prodding against the same spot.

"Roy.." She leaned down to his ear, as he let out a loud gasp feeling her breath hit against the rim of his ear. "You know you can't hold back forever~" She purred, a cheshire grin spreading over her features.

Roy raised his hands as he extended them to grip around her wrists, he watched as his feeble attempts to limit her movements grew inefficient, as he let out a soft giggle, he free hand squeezing at his hip bone, making his body jolt and quiver under her touch. "Rihihiza! W-Watch it! Y-Yohou can't juhust- mhmhmhm!"

"Oh but Roy, I have." She smiled, her lips close to his ear still, making his cheeks swell with each tingly sensation. She couldn't lie, his giggling was rather addicting to listening to, especially when it was done by her very own hands. "I'm starting to think you actually like this, Colonel." She mused, watching as his eye's widened.

"T-Thahat's not truhue!"

He lied, the both of them knew how much he enjoyed being tickled, it was a way to relieve, refresh, relax for him. Riza couldn't help but find it adorable, and despite never admitting to it, she adored every single millisecond she spent near him.

During her daze, she was pulled back to reality as Roy let out a shriek, she took a moment to clasp her heart from the adorable sound before looking down, noticing the hand prodding at his mower stomach now slithered it's eay towards his side.

"Oh? Perhaps we should finish with a big bang, right?" She asked, holding back a laugh as feeble hands clasped the collar of her uniform, she feigned offense and gathered his hands up, she adjusted herself as she now sat behind him, his hands uselessly grabbing for thin air, as both her hands were now free.

"R-Rihihihiza- AHAHACK!? Rihiza! Noho! D-Dohohon't!" He jolted, loud whines and giggles slipping between his lips, all over her hands hovering above his worst spot - his side's.

"Roy.." She started, as he used all the might he could to try and lay still. As he tried, she grinned, a hand landing down and patting the top of his stomach, making his breath hitch as she spoke in a playful manner. "Good boy, staying still just for me." She said, as she slowly traced down, single digits syncing as they looped circles over the side's of his stomach, making him let out merely stray giggles.

"Gahahah- mhmhmhm! W-Wahahahait! Rihihirihihi!"

"Mustang, you sound like a girl giggling like that."

"D-Dahahahahamn yohohou!" He said, before his eye's went wide, he watched as he hands stopped, before hovering above his side's once more.

"W-Wahahahait! I'm sohohorry!" He giggled out loud, as his torso quivered under her suspense, yet she didn't reply, as hysterical laughter howled in the room once she descended. She scribbled against the fabric of his uniform, which served little to no protection, as he cackled aloud.

"My oh my, quite the loud mouth, aren't we?" She teased, her right hand stopped scribbling and went to give his right side some stray pokes to keep him slightly on edge, as he naturally leaned into his left side, legs kicking like he was on the marathon.

"R-RIHIHIHIZA!! Ohohoh- ohohoh my- OHOH GOHOSH!" He arched his back off the ground a few time's, as his heels dug into the ground, hysterical laughter being heard throughout the building. His head threw back, smooth yet adorable cackles escaping his lungs.

"Aw, look at you go! Kicking your legs like a mindless hamster on their wheel!" She purred out. She stopped for a moment, watching as he heaved slightly, as tears if mirth slightly showed.

"Are you going to behave, Roy?" She asked, looking at him upside down, amusement playing on her lips like strings on a harp. He did his absolute best to give her a confident grin, (however it came out more so silly) watching as Riza awaited his response.

"No way." He said, sighing as he closed his eye's. He thought he won.

..Before he heard the sound of leather peels away, the leather from her gloves subsiding, as she placed her gloves aside, watching as her pale hands slipped under his uniform, as her cold hands gripped his side's firmly, making him hitch out loud.

"Suit yourself, Roy." She said, but before he could reply, laughter invaded him once more, as she scribbled her nails along his sides rather gently.

She looked at Roy's face, stifling the urge to aw aloud. His eye's squinted shut hard yet adorably, a wide, genuine smile playing his lips as he kicked and wiggled underneath her. "AHAHAHA RIHIZA!! Ohoh my goho-GAHAD- NOHO! RIHIHIZA!"

He cackled out sweetly, and the two were absolutely enjoying themselves. She felt under her palms and fingertips, as he yelped and cackled aloud.

All until the door burst open, if was Hughs.

"I heard scre- oh?" Hughs narrowed a brow, a large grin on his face. "So, you really did get a wife! I'm proud of you, Ro-"

"Hughs.." Riza said, watching as he shivered and closed the door, a distant 'sorry!' erupting in the distance. She shook her head and chuckled, pulling her hands out and putting her gloves on. She got up and was ready to leave, until she felt a hand on her leggings.

"Roy, what do yo-"

"C-Can I get.." He mumbled the rest, a small blush on his features. She narrowed a curious brow, as she kneeled down to him.

"I couldn't hear you, speak up."

Roy grumbled, his cheeks growing more red, "I said, can I get a cu-" He paused as Riza gave his lips a peck, his entire face turning red, as he clung onto her like a needy koala. She chuckled and rubbed his back, kissing his forehead, as he whined into her shoulder, making her smile.

"You're such a baby."

"I know."

[kanene-yaaay]

B R UH

Not gonna lie, when I finished the anime one of my first thoughts was that I would love to see anything about Ed being able to get into playful tickle foghts his lil bro and !!!!!!!!!! I COME HERE AND SIMPLY GET BLESSED BY SUCH A SWEET, AMAZING AND GREAT ARTWORK LIKE AAAAAAAA

The way that Al doesn't even TRY to stop Ed and how cute this entire scenario is simply makes me wanna hug my phone and SOB! They are truly so precious ♡♡♡ I love it

the simple joys of being human :)

Tagging the few fma peeps I know of in this community because the fandom is long dead :') @skribblz @kanene-yaaay @lovelymessybubbly @otomiya-tickles

[lovelymessybubbly]

art i recently did of my most darling eddy inspired by the amazing fiction @wreckingtickles wrote for me (which you can read here) (/▽＼*)｡o○♡ thank you again for providing me with such delicious ideas to destroy my favorite with !! I feel like my urges are soundly satiated after illustrating his suffering ufufu~

[wreckingtickles]

How the Time Tables

Edward Elric meets a fan.

Words: 3,617

I dropped the ball at the end, I am so sorry.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Edward had been shouting his head off since the moment he'd opened his eyes, finding himself surrounded by an endless, featureless white expanse. More concerning was the fact that even if there had been a reason to turn around, he couldn't: he was kneeling on some kind of surface padded with purple cushions, his arms raised over his head, dangling from chains secured to nothing, and he could feel padded stocks around his ankles, his feet dangling under his ass. He couldn't even scrunch them - elastic chords pulled his big toes back.

He was startled when he felt a saccharine voice behind him.

"Dear Tama, The Auction would like to thank you for your continued support. Please, accept the enclosed as a token of our appreciation for your patronage as well as expertise. We hope it is to your liking."

The voice chuckled gleefully. "They're so sweet! Aren't they sweet?"

"Who the hell are you?! What did you do to me?!" he snapped, struggling to break free.

Tama was beyond delighted. The pipsqueak was adorable with his long blond hair whipping from side to side, but his well-defined musculature made him more than just cute. And he was perfectly vulnerable, bare-chested and barefoot, at her mercy, or lack thereof.

"Don't worry honey, you'll be back in your own canon in no time. I'm just going to have a little bit of fun first."

"What kind of f-fuHUCK!" burst out of him when he felt a pair of long, manicured nails prod at his left flank. He hadn't heard the woman approach, but thankfully the assault lasted less than a second.

"Stop that, I'll punch you into next Thursday, you hag!" he yelled, twisting to try to turn around, and failing to capture more than just a vague outline of the tall, yellow-garbed woman towering behind him.

A moment passed. Then, "Hehehhehehy I shahahaid stohhohop you crahahahazy wihihihitcch!!!"

Uncontrollable titters spilled out of Ed as two sets of fingernails were now skittering up and down his sides, gliding kiss-light along the sensitive skin, and eliciting peal after peal of indignant cackles. "Hahahahahaha!!! Cuhuhuhut ihihihit ohohohout Ill behehheat youohoho uhuhahahahahhahaahahahah!!!"

A few moments later than she'd intended - his reactions were too adorable - Tama switched to squeezing his sides and hipbone, and though that did elicit plenty of high-pitched squeaks that Ed despised with all of himself, it was clear that it wasn't as bad as her nails, so, naturally, she switched back to her previous method, interspersing the occasional squeeze to keep him on his toes. The result was Ed's laughter rising by an octave not even a minute after she'd started.

"Hahahahahahah youohohoh bihahahahahahaaha NO NOHOT THahAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAH hahahaahahah!!"

Tama chuckled. It was cute that he was still trying to speak, but even cuter to see him go from insults to protests. It was also interesting that sloooowly dragging her nails proved more effective than administering quick scritches, as confirmed by his frantic thrashing and incoherent objections.

After a couple of minutes, her nails migrated up, towards his ribs. From the way the pitch of his laughter lowered angrily, she could quickly tell were not as sensitive, but there was something infinitely gratifying about seeing him try to reflexively jump up when her fingernails lingered on his bottom ribs a moment too long.

"Leheheheht meheheh goho youho frehEHEK!!! Noho dohohont do thHAHAAH!! Hahahahaahahah!!"

Next she tested his toned abs, starting with the same method she'd used on his sides, but she quickly realized that applying slightly more pressure rewarded her with the most satisfying squeaking cackles.

"Now, where should I try next?" she whispered in his ear, addressing him for the first time since she'd started. "Pits or feet?"

"Hahahaha haheheeheheheh neheheheehehithehahahahaha IHIHAHaah'll kiihihiihihhiihl y-"

"Feet it is."

And just like that, her nails ravaged his downturned soles. She gave them the royal treatment: she tested his heels, arches, the balls of his feet, his toes - the stems, pads, right under, in-between - and even his instep and the sides, which proved more sensitive than either of them imagined. In particular, going light on his toes had him let out these adorable tiny "eeps!", while pressing her thumbs into the very center of his arches resulted in deep belly laughter; but Tama found gently tickling the sides of his feet to be even more entertaining, because while they weren't as sensitive, they seemed to piss Ed off even more, like he resented a "minor" spot like that could feel so ticklish.

By the time she was done, his face was beet-red and a layer of perspiration had coated his skin, but still she did not relent, and when he felt her nails in his underarms he realized that it could in fact, get worse.

"GHAHAHAHHAHAH!! HAHAHAHH STAHAHHAHAHAHAAPP!!! I CAHAHHAAHAHN'T BREEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAAHTHEEE!!!"

"Just a minute, dear."

Her gentle raking at his hollows had him trying to burst out of his own chest Alien-style, or so Tama surmised from the desperate arc of his back, but that only spurred her on.

A few minutes or so after tears filled his eyes and his hair began to stick to his forehead, he felt the torturous nails finally leave his trapped form. He slumped in his bonds, taking deep breaths.

"Congrats sweetie, you've made it through the test round! I'm so proud of you!" tittered Tama, clapping her hands. "Wow, these charts are really accurate! And what're these for? Oh, that's interesting, I thought it would be for your tummy or your feet, but... do you want to guess?"

Edward had been focusing on recovering his breath, but mostly making a show of it as he tried to figure out a way out of his exceedingly weird predicament. Hoping it would buy him a few more seconds, he answered, "No. But I'm sure you can't wait to tell me."

And that was when the legions of hell struck, feeling like a myriad feathers swiping back and forth on his sides.

Edward had never felt anything like that. It was just a pair of feather dusters, but he thought he could feel every single plume bend against and crawl on his skin, lighting his nerves on fire.

"OOOOOOH MMMMMYYYY GAAAAAAAAHWHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! HHAHAAHA HAHAHAHAHA AHHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!"

"Ow, it sounds like it tickles a lot! Does it... tickle more than your feet?"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHA!!! FUHHAHAHAHAHACK YOHOHOHUUUUHUHAHAHAH HAHAAHAHHHAHAHAHA!!!!"

"But I really gotta know, I can't stop until you tell me!"

Tama was no stranger to teasing. She knew full well that a headstrong lee would be dead set on not telling her if her stopping meant that he'd conceded something. And she was counting on it.

"GEHEHEHET BEHEHEHEHNNNT!!! NONONONOHAHAHHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHA!!!! WHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHIIIIHIHT!!!"

"Mh, guess I have no choice but to continue!" she mock-sighed as she doubled her efforts to make Ed cry.

But she may have underestimated either how flustered he was or how much it tickled, because only a few moments after a wheezing fit he yelled "YYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEEHSSSS!!! WOOOHOHORSSSE!!! IHIHIT'S WOHOHOHOHORSSEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!! STOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHPPP!!!"

"But of course! Silly me, your sides were already more sensitive than your feet, it was a no-brainer!" she mused out loud without letting up her strokes one bit. "Next question! Does it... tickle more than your armpits?"

"SSHIHIHIHIHIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIHIHIHIHHITTT!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!! YEHEHEHSS!!! YEHEHEHEHHEHEHEEEEEEEHEHEHEHESSSS!!!"

"So would you rather I go back to tickling your pits?"

"HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA!!!! FUHUHUHUHUCK YOHOHOHOHOUUU FREHEHEHEHEHHEAAAAAKKK!!!!"

"You aren't giving me much of a choice, are you?"

"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHO!!!! OKOKOHHHHOKAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHYYY!!! FUHUHUCKING WHHAHAHAHAHTEHEHEHEVR JUHUHUHHUST STOOOHOHOHOHOOOOOPPP!!!"

After a few more passes of the dusters for good luck, Tama did give the poor shrimp a breather as she began to pore over the rest of her kit.

"Fucking... piehece ohof..." Ed trailed off as he tried to quench the burning in his lungs, blinking away the moisture in his eyes.

Tama ignored him, giving him a few more moments to recover as she finished up her reading.

Then, she put down the instruction manual and asked, "Now, where should I go next? Tummy or pits?"

"Tummy!" exclaimed Ed before he could stop himself, the childish word leaving a sour taste in his mouth.

"Tummy it is! Good pick, cutiepie! But when should I tickle your tummy?" she asked pensively.

"Never," he grunted, earning a chuckle.

"Oh no no, my nails are about to play with your tum-tum real soon, but your tum-tum when?"

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

His anger drowned out the sound of rustling paper.

"It says here your tummy was the most sensitive when you were six. So that's when!" she trilled, and Ed heard the faint clicking sound of a dial being rotated three times.

"These charts go waaaay back! Before your brush with human alchemy, your worst spots were your tummy and your feet. But that changed as you grew up, when you got your automails, and also when and after you got your arm and leg back!" exposited Tama as she inched closer to Edward, the sound of her encroaching voice reminding him that he should break out of his bonds asap. Too bad the plot won't allow it.

"Ready or not, here I come!" she hummed, allowing him to see her hands close in on him from either side before her long, painted nails became acquainted with his abs again; but despite her technique, pressure, movements being the same, it somehow felt worse than before.

"Oooh, is it bad? How bad is it?"

Tama's cheerful curiosity was doing a number on Edward's self-control. Yes, it was bad, and it was taking him every ounce of his focus not to burst there and then. Just what the hell was going on?

"Is that a smile I seeee? I think soooo!"

"Ssh-Suhut y-your f-!"

He was about to burst, it would have been so easy to push him over the edge by switching spots, or picking up the pace... but Tama had seen FMA: Brotherhood.

"What's wrong? Is the widdle guy too ticklish for Tama?"

"I'm! Nohot! LihihihihiHIHIHTTLEEHEHEHEHEE!!! AAAAHAHHA Ahahahah hahaha ahahahaha hahahahah AHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHA!!"

Too easy.

"But you are! You're my fun-sized lovely tiggle toy! Tiggle tiggle tiggle!"

"NNNNAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!! Dohohon't tehehehase mehehehHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!" he protested, trying to sound intimidating, but only succeeded in being far too cute for Tama to cut him any slack.

"Eheheheheheh!!! SHIHIHIHIHTT!!! HahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA hahahahahahahaha!!!"

It wasn't as unbearable as when Tama was going after his sides or even his pits, but it was... befuddling. He hadn't been that ticklish there before. Was there a grain of truth to her lunatic ramblings? If so, what else could she do?

As he gleefully cackled his head off, unwanted memories of tickle fights with his brother came flooding in. They wouldn't be too long-lived, however, because Tama did stop shortly after. Not out of mercy, no: there was so much more, and so much worse in store, she couldn't have him deplete his energy yet.

As he got his breath, muttering a few curses under it, Tama happily studied his charts.

There were a couple of twin peaks, he second highest, which started growing all the way back since his first attempt at human alchemy. When he lost his limbs, the remaining ones had gotten more sensitive. So Tama had set her eyes on the moment his right foot and left underarm were at their most ticklish, more than they had any right to be.

She turned the dial.

"Wh-what was that? What did you do?!" asked Ed, suddenly shooting up to attention as he heard the sound that preceded disaster again.

He didn't hear her come up behind him, but he heard her voice next to his ear as she stooped down to say, "Now I'm going to be mean for a little while."

Then her nails struck, and Edward couldn’t understand anything anymore.

First, Tama decided to explore, starting from his left pit. Her nails covered the whole surface at first, just to have him in hysterics from the get-go, then she began to look for the perfect storm. She tried quick scratches, she tried dragging her nail lightly, she even tried using her knuckles in the middle of his hollows.

Ed’s hysteria was constant, but it was easy to tell what worked best. Pressing hard with her knuckles worked best right under his pits, while dragging her nails around the outer ridges had him expel that furious laughter that Tama found so endearing – the last gasps of an ego she’d soon break. But it was no mystery that the absolute worst for poor Edward came when the sharp nails unleashed a dance of quick scribbles on the top part of his armpit, and then in the very center. That caused Edward to start wheezing before the sensation became too overwhelming for anything less than screaming laughter.

“GHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAH!!!! OHOHO MYHYHHYY GOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA!!!! HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Satisfied with the level of hysteria she’d extracted from his upperbody, Tama shifted her attention to his right foot, which she’d been blindly scratching at until that moment, curling her fingers upward as the downturned sole tried and failed to escape her touches, the toe restraints keeping it perfectly smooth and vulnerable for her.

Unfortunately for Ed, she’s already been using one of the most effective methods without realizing: dragging her nails up and down his arch. But that did not dissuade her from painstakingly exploring every other part of his foot, from the heel, to the instep, to the ball, to the side, to the toes.

She found that only the base of his toes garnered a reaction as strong as his arch, so she targeted both to keep him from getting too accustomed to the sensation.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! STHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHP!!! YOU GOHAHAHTTA STOHOHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAPPP!!! PLEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHSEE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Too bad his pleas were so precious, Tama wanted to hear a lot more. So, she kept tickling him, targeting his most sensitive spots with the worst possible method for as long as she could before suddenly moving to a different spot, never letting Ed get used to the tickling. She drank in his laughter as it rose in pitch and grew more wheezing, she watched the desperate intensity of his fight diminish at every unceasing touch, his face and chest turning deep red and his hair becoming ever more disheveled. He gradually stopped protesting and pleading, first to save energy, then because he had none left to do anything other than laugh.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Tama considered playing games with him, asking him questions he would struggle to answer in the off-chance it’d get her to leave his pit or foot alone, but he was in no condition to understand her, and she also found that she wanted to keep devoting all her attention to making every single touch of hers the most excruciating it could be.

Edward was rather resilient, which allowed Tama to get her fill before his vision began to fill with red spots; at that point, she could tell that she had to stop. She stepped away from him, and he slumped in his bonds, eyes closed as he pumped air in and out of his lungs.

“Poor dearie, I’ve really worn you out, haven’t I?” cooed Tama, knowing he wasn’t going to reply. The poor guy had no idea he hadn’t seen the worst of it yet.

She made her way back to the charts and turned the dial.

“N-No! Noho more!” pleaded Edward.

“Oh sweetie, don’t worry, you can rest a bit! We got time,” she reassured as if she wasn’t the one tormenting him. If he’d been able to see the baby oil and detailing brush on the table, would he have understood what they were for?

“Do you know at what point in your life you were at your most ticklish?” she asked. Then, to sweeten the deal, “I might be nicer if you guess right!”

Ed took his time answering, as they both knew he was stalling to regain his breath. “When… whan I was a child… before the automail. At… 6 years old?”

Tama tutted. “No no no! All in all, you’re more ticklish now than when you were a child. No, it was right after you regained your limbs. Which means…”

She pressed her fingertip – just one, lightly – into the center of his right underarm.

Edward shrieked. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!”

Tama had seen it on the chart, but seeing it in practice was a whole another matter, her eyes filling with glee; conversely, Edward was left in a state of utter denial at what had just left his mouth, at the utterly searing sensation that burst its way into his brain from that single touch. It was as if those nerves were brand new, and having never felt anything before, they didn’t know how to dial down their feedback one bit.

“That doesn’t bode well for you,” she chuckled. “Tell you want. Since you’re so adorable, I’ll play a game with you. If you win, I’ll let you go right away.”

“And if I lose?”

“I tickle you until you pass out. Which I was going to do anyway.”

“…What’s the game?”

Tama beamed. “I’m going to write something on your foot with this marker. Winde it’s just one word, you get one guess! Now, pay attention.”

She uncapped the red marker. As soon as the thin tip touched down on the heel of his left foot, Edward’s whole body spasmed as if he was being electrocuted. “FUUUUUUUHUCK!”

Tama giggled. “Ok, brace yourself. First letter…”

A scream accompanied the first line she drew. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”

Ed thrashed, bucked, convulsed, but there was nothing he could do to get his foot away from the lines the marker drew next, or from making the sensation manageable in any way. “AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! NAAHAHAHAAAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAH!!!”

He’d actually felt somewhat confident about this game – if he was that sensitive, there was no way he wouldn’t feel what she was writing, right? Unfortunately, the sensation was so intense that it completely overloaded his thinking, making him unable to focus on what exactly was being written. Tama had also been sneaky about it, because most of the word she’d written on his arch after starting on a slightly less sensitive spot.

“Almost done!” sang Tama as she finished the last letter. “So?”

Ed had no idea. No, he couldn’t withstand any more tickling, he had to get it right. She had started with, with a series of straight lines, yes, and then some curvier ones? And he was almost positive they repeated themselves…

“Five seconds,” she trilled.

“Moon!” he yelled. Tama said nothing. “Is, is that right?”

He heard her walk away, his heartbeat thundering in his ears. He heard the sound of a bottle opening, then its contents being squirted out. A wet rubbing of hands, and Tama’s steps came up behind him again.

“I’m sorry, the correct answer was ‘EGG’” she answered as she pressed her palms into his right pit and against the graffiti’d surface of his left foot.

“Please, stop, I can’t take it, I caAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!! AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! GYAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!”

Pure madness, his begging obliterated in no time just by four fingernails lightly scratching at the outer ridge of his hollow. Just to let it sink in how screwed he was. Then, her digits moved towards the center of his underarm.

“NAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! NOOOOOOOOOHO!!!! MEEEEEEEEEEHEHEE!!! MEHEEEEEEERCYHIHIH!!!! HAHAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

“Oh, you laugh so good!! It must tickle you sooooo much, how can you take it?”

When the detailing brush doubled the tickling that had turned Ed’s nervous system into a hysterical supernova, his eyes bugged out and his jaw slacked, but no sound came out. The detailing brush scrubbed at his sole with a passion, as if to erase the word he’d gotten wrong, while further up, her nails doled out an equal share of lunacy. Not even banging the back of his head against his (padded) restraints provided any sort of distraction.

If there was something he could have said to make it end, he would have – anything, he would have even confessed that he’d had to buy children’s clothes not three years prior. He would have led this crazed tickler to his brother and let her have him if it meant that she’d never touch him in those spots, at that precise point in time, ever again. He would have begged her to target anywhere else, for however long she liked, if he’d been able to speak.

But there was nothing else that Tama would rather be doing, so she gave him no reprieve, forcing him into the most exhausting workout of his life. Each pass of the brush, each curl of her fingers pushed him a little father from the edge of the brink, deeper into a maddening abyss.

When she saw that he had no energy left to try to make sense of what he was suffering or escape it, she kept going for a little while longer, until he could no longer keep his head up.

That was when Tama finally let up, leaving him to take deep, broken breaths. She actually crossed in front of him, but he lacked the strength to raise his eyes, so she simply planted a kiss on his very damp blond head. “I’ve had a blast. Let’s do this again sometime,” she chirped as she committed every inch of her little bundle of agonizing joy to memory before pressing the ejection button, sending him back to his canon.

She hadn’t had it in her to make him pass out, but she would have loved to give him some proper aftercare. The guys at the Auction knew what she liked, but they could neglect these more humane bits.

As the tickling space began to fold in on itself, Tama wondered if she should send Ed a nice fruit basket.

[adrienisweird]

Greed's weakness

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Decided to write again thanks to the encouragement of my beloved @nataliewritez . Thank you so much for your encouragement dear! Without further ado, have some lee!greed

TW: light swearing, tickles

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It had been going on like this for far too long, Greed had a bad habit of not sleeping enough. That in and of itself wouldn't be too bad if he didn't constantly mutter things to himself, seemingly having lengthy conversations with Ling.

Edward has had enough, he's a guy who loves sleeping, and Greed's constant mumbling wasn't easy to fall asleep to.

"Greed can you shut up??" Ed called out for what seemed to be the millionth time from his sleeping bag, but he got no response. At first he assumed Greed was just in deep conversation, but after catching a glimpse of a smirk he got the feeling he was being ignored on purpose. Most likely by both Greed and Ling, they both had a love for annoying Ed.

More mumbling came from Greed, almost louder this time. That was it, if Greed won't listen then Ed will MAKE him listen!

At this point greed wasn't even saying anything, he was only muttering nonsense to further annoy the short alchemist and to amuse himself. He expected to be yelled at again, but what instead happened was Ed throwing himself towards Greed, grabbing him by the shoulders and tackling him to the ground.

The kid was nimble, he'll give him that. He didn't even have time to react. Although the tingling feeling by his shoulders was also a bit of a distraction. Everytime Ed's hands slightly moved it'd send more strange sensations through his body, causing his judgement to become slightly fuzzy.

"I've had enough of your damn babbling and jammering- I cannot sleep i... you.." The sound of his voice was becoming a bit more muffled, Ling was trying to listen in a bit on the conversation as well.

Ling tried to sneakily rise to the surface for a bit, just to understand what got Greed so twitchy all of a sudden. He felt the slight tingling around where the red marks Greed had caused to appear on the front of his shoulders.

Hm.. that feels almost.. Oh. OH.

Ling smirked to himself as he sank back down into their conciousness, suddenly realizing just why Greed was so on edge.

"And for the- Are you even listening!?" Ed shook him a bit in frustration, although he didn't expect Greed to grab his wrists. Now that Ed looked closer, it almost looked like Greed was.. blushing? He looked down at his hands and back to Greed, catching the faintest hint of a smile on his lips.

"Huh? Wha.. Greed.. Are you.. Ticklish?" His smirk grew wider by the second and Greed suddenly felt very vulnerable.

He had never experienced what Ed was describing as "ticklish", but from the small bits and pieces of memories he'd been able to see through Ling he had an idea of what it was.

If he was being honest with himself for just a moment, he had wanted to know just how it felt, but now he's getting nervous at how smug Ed and Ling seemed.

'Oh yeah? You wanna know what being tickled feels like? Seems like you're about to find out~' Ling teased from inside his head. Damn their shared mental space.

'Shut up, princey' He snarked back, trying to cling onto his dignity.

His talk with Ling was cut short by an elecric sort of feeling in his side, Ed had experimentally squeezed his side and caused him to jolt from the sensation.

"Oho man, this is good. Big, bad Greed: Ticklish!" Ed laughed, excitement glimmering in his eyes. Before Greed could clap back with some smartass comment Ed used both of his hands to methodically squeeze up and down his sides, causing Greed to slam his mouth shut in order to keep the involuntary giggles from slipping out.

Greed settled on digging his heels into the soft dirt underneath him as he tries to keep the slowly building laughter down, all the while having Ling and Ed make constant quips from both inside of his hesd and outside.

Ed was easy enough to ignore, but ignoring a constant teasing voice in your head proved to be a bit harder, the crimson blush slowly taking over his face being solid proof.

"Hey, Ling, I had no clue you could blush like that! Or is it just a Greed thing..?" Edward squinted his eyes at the blushing homonculus, suddenly questioning if Greed and Ling can show a differense physically.

'So that's what that is! I was wondering why our face felt so hot, you're blushing~' Ling teases from inside their mind.

"GrraHAha- Shut uhup brahat!" Greed exclaims, completely foregoing the internal monolouge as Ed's fingers hit the lower edge of his ribs.

"That's rude!" 'That's rude!' Both Ed and Ling call out, almost at the exact same time

"Fuhuck, you guhuys eheven tahalk at thehe sahame thihime!" Greed groans through his laughter, which sounds surprisingly boyish compared to his voice.

Suddenly the maddening sensations seemed to dull as Ling pushed himself to the front briefly. The relief of it all caused Greed to stop paying attention and he missed what Ling said, but whatever it was it made Ed grin like a little kid in a candy store.

"Hehey Edward! Try the rehed circles around our shoulders! I think thehey're weak points" Ling chuckles, the ticklish sensations dulled for him.

"Wh- Ling? Alright" Ed quickly recovered from the surprise of seeing Ling surface and he grew a shit-eating grin.

Greed was then shoved back to the front once more, and froze when he felt where Ed's hands were now resting. He already felt the slight buzzing from Ed placing his hands above the marks, and he desperatly fought back an anticipatory smile.

"Alright that's en- EEAH!" He was once more interrupted by Ed, experimentally scribbling roughly over the area where his marks should be. The black button-up shirt Ling had worn before turning did nothing to protect him from Ed's slow scratching, it was driving him up the wall. He slammed his heels against the ground and went to grab Ed's wrists, but found he had no control over his arms. Damn you, Ling, you sneaky bastard.

He swears he could feel Ling sticking his tongue out at him.

"GeHET OHOFF OHOF MEHEE! EHELRIC!-" His voice broke in the manner a teenage boy's voice might, damn this teenage body of his.

"Hoholy crap, Ling was right on the money!" Ed chuckled, opting to scribble with one of his hands and trace the rough outline of the markings with the other.

Greed felt hot tears pricking the corners of his eyes and his stomach burned from laughing so much.

"IHIM GOHOING TO KIHILL YOHOU PRIHINCEHEY!" He calls out to Ling, who had caught on to Greed reaching his limit.

Greed feels a much welcome calm wash over him (As calm as it can get in a space with hundreds of screaming souls) as he is pushed to the back.

"Ahalright Ed, he's had ehenough." Ling chuckles as the residual tickles affected him, Ed got the message and let him go, watching Greed- Ling? Meh, he can't tell right now.

After a moment he reached out but stopped himself, instead opting for an unsure "Ling?"

He then sees Ling-Greed get up and understands immediately who it is, if the terrifying grin is any indication. "Nope, it's Greed, kid."

Before Ed can get out another word he is tackled to the ground and quickly finds out what happens if you mess with Greed.

Although, he noticed the prevolent blush on Greed's ears and didn't understand why he'd be the one blushing.

But Greed knew, after all, Ling is never going to shut up about this now.

[fluffyfantasticducky]

The best girl and my favorite guy of FMA! I love them!

I’d love to see some lee!Riza Hawkeye from you?????? Maybe back as the tickle spot?? :D Totally up to you either way. You rock!!!!

i would feel bad for riza if she wasn’t so cute 🤗

[helleboretks]

HERE’S MY GIRL IN ACTION-hot damn, why she so pretty-

I decided to make her a very famous pianist, because whilst I was drawing this I thought ‘huh, she’s got pianist fingers’ and then it went downhill from there XD

She has such an elegant way of speech as well, with a low teasing tone it’s fuckin’ terrifying, Jesum-

ANYWAYS!! Her name is still pending cause my ideas are dead qwq-BUT I’LL FIND ONE EVENTUALLY

[kattythingz]

❤💔💕💀 (for some controversial FMA takes, of course!)

Hello!!! I already answered the first one, but as for the other three...

💔 - if you had to remove one major character from the series, who would you choose?

Hmmmm so I have an answer for both series. For fmab, pretty much everyone is relevant in some manner, but fmab's greatest sin to me has always been that it's drama overall lacked interpersonal stakes? So, with that in mind—I have to get rid of Sloth. The guy dug the underground circle, but when his big fight came up, it was just randomly against... the Armstrongs??? It felt absolutely unnecessary. In fact, you could write out Sloth and replace him with just a team of miners and the story Would Not be affected. Which is Not Good.

For 03, Archer's gotta go. Dude played a good role in chasing down the Elrics, but his whole subplot with turning into a cyborg was—what?? Where did that come from?? Honestly, Kimblee could've easily played Archer's part AND spied on Greed & Co., all while still building up to what happens in Liore. Sorry buddy.

💕 - what is an unpopular ship that you like?

OHOHO. WEEEEEEEEEEELL... I've actually got several ships for Ed lmao, I am tragically a multi-shipper and am constantly one well-written fic away from shipping absolutely anything with him that tickles me. I dunno if you'd call this unpopular in fma, but—it's pretty popular to ship edgreedling as a threesome that goes all three ways. And there's nothing wrong with that! I absolutely see it! But personally I've always manned the platonic soulmates greedling boat (plz plz plz), so my preferred take on the ship is pretty uncommon with Ed being the only connector between Greed and Ling. Ed has two hands (technically), and greedling gotta learn to share <3

💀 - if you had to choose one major character to die, who would you choose?

See, what's wild about this question is that, anyone I thought of in both series was already dead. Fma's great at killing off characters when necessary, mad respect for that tbh. I'll give fmab a rare kudos on this cuz I got nothing, shit.

[xolliwritez]

Greed Headcanons

A/N: Here's some headcanons for my beloved @adrienisweird ! I hope you don't mind that I used some of our ideas in our Discord dms to share. Enjoy <3

Ler:

Look, we know this goofball is alllll tease. He has Ling sometimes take control just to help him tease he's lee.

Big, and I mean BIG, adorer of chasing. He loves chasing he's lee down until they either corner themselves or run out of stamina. Finds it absolutely thrilling.

He totally laughs along with he's lee, like, he will full on boom with laughter just seeing he's lee struggle beneath him. He's greedy for that adorable laughter.

ABSOLUTELY👏ADORES👏SQUEEZING👏HIS👏LEES👏THIGHS👏.. TELL ME HE WON'T?? To know such a spot can make people kick and scream makes him feel so powerful.

He can't comfort he's lee after a session at all, let me tell you.. He doesn't know how to, not even a smidge. He will awkwardly just sit there and wait until they calm down before leaving.

Lee:

Omg when I tell you this man can not take what he dishes out, I MEAN he really can't stand it.

Ling usually likes to whisper in Greed's headspace teases and this man CRUMBLES I TELL YOU, FUCKING COLLAPSES!

He's back is absolutely horrible. Especially around he's markings. Ling likes to trace he's markings all the time to just make this man crumble.

One time he was a bit too cocky towards Edward and flopped on he's side to avoid being tickled. Poor man got pinned like that. Edward had he's hands both on he's back and stomach and absolutely DESTROYED the man.

Ling and Edward team up on the poor homunculus so often it's not funny. Ling likes to utter teases inside he's headspace as a distraction and Edward just does the physical tickling, this combo absolutely shatters him.

Whenever Ling teases him, Greed uses he's ultimate shield to cover he's face to hide how red he is.. But he always forgets his ears tend to redden a bit too from tickle teases.

He tends to sound like an opera singer when he's shrieking, makes people laugh often.

[kanene-yaaay]

WHAT IF I CRY WITH HOW MUCH PERFECT THESE SCEARIOS ARE???? Gosh you are SO ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!!!!!! Ed deserves to laugh and be happy and playful and silly and HAPPY so freaking much ♡♡♡ All of them deserve to be silly and have fun!!!!

The scenarios here are so precious and lovely I do adore every single one of them! Thank you so soooo much for writing and sharing them w us ♡♡♡♡♡

Edward Elric Tickle Headcanons

I binged FMA(B) this week for fun since it’s been a while since I’ve watched it. So with any media I consume, new or old, my brain was cooking up ideas. Please enjoy my first ever headcanons list. :) I was crying my eyes out in the first couple of episodes because GOD DAYUM I forgot how depressing it is.

Man Ed goes through so much shit he needs a laugh, okay? :( I forgot how much pain and suffering he goes through

The only people he’d allow to tickle him are Al and Winry. If we’re going in a self-insert direction then you as well if you’re close enough. Anyone else is a big no-no and results in a punch in the face if they can even get close enough to attempt

Winry and Al totally tickle him whenever he’s being too annoying

I feel like he’d be bouncy on who he allows close enough in general let alone trying to poke/tickle him

I always see screenshots and promotional material with Ed smiling but tbh he doesn’t smile that often :( and THAT’S A CRIME

TICKLE MY MAN AND MAKE HIM SMILE THAT BIG ASS GRIN!!!!

He’s got a big loud laugh. His laugh in the final episode before he gets on the train made my heart melt </333

I feel like he’d totally snort too

If someone picks him up under his arms to tickle him he’s at their mercy because he’s too short to do anything

He can be an absolutely ruthless ler. Little SHIT

Once he gets his hands on a target, their lifespan is going to be shortened lmao

He teases whoever he’s tickling with a big shit-eating grin on his face especially if they deserve what he’s dishing out

Likes to make his SO/Winry a mess so he dishes out some well deserved tickles as well

He likes to poke Winry and generally annoy her while she’s working on automail, but it usually results in Ed getting hit over the head with a ratchet

He laughs along with whoever he’s tickling

Likes to play fight/wrestle/chase

Just wants to hear his lee laugh :)

[flames-tstuff]

Winry could've been so mean...

Some earlier/alternate versions below the cut :>

[feathergail]

Requesters: that sign cant stop me cause i cant readd

On that note may I request LER roy and lee riza hawkeye? Since its a dynamic thats rarely explored

roy just loves his gf’s giggles <3

[kanene-yaaay]

Heya heya!

I am passing by to open another ask game! It's not anything specific, most just to interact and get some determination because I have this super important project I need to work on but can't get myself to truly sit down and write! So each ask I receive I will like write for half hour on it. You can ask anything!

🌹 Send this and I will share a snippet of that Ler! Lan Xichen fic I am writing

🌈 Send this and I will share a smol tickle headcanon or scneario in my head. It can be from any of my previous or current fandoms (Sanders Sides, BNHA, FMAB, PJO, MP100, MDZS, TGCF...)

🌱 + fic name and I will share some fun information or anything about this fic, other scenarios I wanted to write but didn't make to the fic etc etc

🍃 + fandom or character and I will drop some fics I recommend for it! Feel free to specify if you want tickle or non tickle ones, although I must warn that I will have recs only for BNHA, Sanders Sides and MDZS for this one :")

Besides that, feel free to send a random question or personal hc or a comment or any other thing you feel like, I will be happy anyway :DD