#Ler!Alejandro

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I’m stuck in a Lee!Noah phase dude! And I can’t draw anything from my imagination. Could you pretty please draw Noah getting wrecked by team C.I.R.R.H? If not, that’s alright.

Sorry this took so long!! Izzy isn’t there because I’m lazy and tired 😭😭

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hii cld u write liek a ler!alejandro and lee! either heather, noah or tyler?

Of course I can!

"I Like Girls"

___________________________________________--Okay. Alejandro is kiiiinndddaaa gettin' fed up with Tyler.--

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|Lee - Tyler -- Lers - Alejandro & Somewhat Lindsay|

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"Also returning this season, Tyler!" Chris announced with his usual smile as Tyler fell over onto some others with an 'oof'. "And, the co-host of Total Drama Aftermath, Bridgette!" "Woah!" Bridgette fell over onto Izzy, Ezekiel, and Tyler. "Yo, Chris! You forgot to introduce me!" Ezekiel pointed out with a frown as Chris sighed in annoyance. "And... Ezekiel." Chris didn't even hide his irritation. "And NOW to mix things up to keep it all fresh, we're adding two new competitors!" Chris smiled again as he held a '2' up with his fingers. He's an on a roll student with a diplomat(?) for a Dad, and an amazing ability to charm the pants off most species, Aleeejandroo!" Chris pointed his hands to the bus entrance where Alejandro stepped out with a smug yet charming little smile. "Pernaps I can assist?" He stepped down, helping Bridgette and Izzy up, their eyes full of absolutely love and admiration. "Wowww-ee..." Izzy said, a rare sense of calmness in her tone. "I... I... I-I have a boyfriend!" Bridgette stuttered, putting her hands up in defense. Though that blush wasn't fooling anyone. Poor Geoff. "And, amigos. Please, allow me" he then helped Ezekiel and Tyler up with his charming smile. "Woww-ee?" Ezekiel said in slight confusion. Kind of disgust. "I like girls!" Tyler said in defense, putting his hands in front of his chest. Alejandro just raised an eyebrow but kept his act on.

That's where this all started. No matter what Alejandro did to help Tyler or was even around him, it was always a "I like girls." It was getting on Alejandro's nerves quite a bit. No. A LOT a bit. It was like a toddler refusing to eat after a fight with its mom. No matter what Alejandro did to defuse the situation, nothing worked. Even though Tyler was useless in his eyes and meant nothing, he didn't like getting annoyed by something. Getting mad over small things is easy for him. But this? This was like a hurricane murdered his wife. He wanted to get this to stop, but how? That he was uncertain of. But he'll find a way.

And oh boy, did he.

In one challenge where they were all paired up in two, not in their OG teams, some were, some weren't. Alejandro was with Sierra as she was busy searching for something, Alejandro moved his eyes to take in his surroundings, his gaze landing on Tyler and Lindsay, who were quite far. I mean, Sierra was busy. What else could he do? "Awh, c'mon Kyler, pleaseee?" "It's Tyler, Linds... and no, I did everything else!" Tyler huffed and crossed his arms. "Kyyyylllerrr~" Lindsay giggled and squeezed the "jock's" sides "Do it!" Tyler let out a yelp and a small laugh as he pushed her hands away "Okay! Ohokay! Just nohot out in puhublic!" Tyler gave in instantly as Lindsay clapped her hands and bounced in place "Yay!" She smiled as Tyler spent over and started to move dusty rocks out the way. Alejandro turned away and looked at the ground, smirking. "Hey! I got the clue!" Serria said obnoxiously, snapping Alejandro out of his thoughts as she got a headstart. Alejandro just rolled his eyes and followed.

Currently, it was an off day, surprisingly. Chris HAD to go to the salon because his beautiful hair got fucked up in an early challenge they did yesterday, so he called it off until he was able to get it back into beauty shape. Well, Tyler is on his tippy-ties, trying to grab a glass for a drink he was making as then a familiar hand grabbed it for him. "Could've just asked, amigo." Alejandro said with the most friendliest smile he could muster as Tyler stepped back once and raised an eyebrow. He crossed his arms and looked away. "I like gi--" Before Tyler could finish, Alejandro shushed him by putting his finger over Tyler's mouth. "Don't even." Alejandro said in a not-so friendly tone, placing the cup down on the counter. Tyler just looked back, narrowing his eyes at Alejandro before slapping his hand away. "Can't charm me, Al! Like I said, I like girls!" Alejandro gritted his teeth when he heard the nickname "Al." If he could, he would strangle and throw Tyler off the damn plane himself. Though, he calmed himself. Thankfully... "Now, my friend... no need for such... name calling. Let's just talk, and--" Alejandro got cut off by a scoff from Tyler. God, he hated being interrupted. "Yeah? Well-- wh-what are YOU gonna do about it, Al?" Alejandro's eye twitched. If he wasn't so angry, he'd have flashbacks and cry in a corner right then and there. "Listen Here you, Pe--" Alejandro cut himself short as he recalled what he saw that one day and replaced his scowl with a smirk. "Well, you see, my dear friend. I happened to notice a little... well... playful banter between you and..." Alejandro thought for a moment before continuing "Lindsay. And I so dearly can't help but want to try it for myself!" Alejandro grinned, holding up a hand and wiggling his fingers. "W-Wait-- Al--" Tyler started off but got cut off by Alejandro's whisper "It's Alejandro."

And that was all he heard before the attack.

"W-Wahahahait--! Hehehey! What-- what gihihihihives?! Ahahahahal!" Tyler giggled and grabbed Alejandro's wrists as his fingers tickled his sides. "It's Alejandro, first off. Second off, I'm tired of your bullshit, amigo! And third off, you annoy me in every possible way, so maybe this should make you listen!" Alejandro said in an annoyed tone, poking at his belly and sides. "Chrihihihihist! Stohohohohp! *squeak*" "Pulling at my hands won't make me stop, Tiger." "Duhuhuhude! I like gihihihirls! What the hehehehell!" "And... there it is." Alejandro sighed and grabbed Tyler's hand, tracing his palm. "BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! W-WAHAHAHAIT!!--" Tyler shrieked and desperately tried to pull his hand away. "You brought this upon yourself, amigo. Oooh, I LiKe GiRlS! I LiKe GiRlS! Do ya ever shut up about that?" Tyler's face flushed as he oddly laughed harder at that "I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!-- I'M SORRY I'M SOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!" He leaned against the counter for support so he didn't fall down. Alejandro just rolled his eyes. "Hmmm... I wonder... is right here--" Alejandro got his answer as he tickled Tyler's knees, Tyler letting out a shreik. "Ah." Alejandro just chuckled as Tyler let out loud laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHAL--!!" "It's Alejandro!!" He squeezed Tyler's sides. "BAAAHAHAHAHA-- OKAY-- OHOHOHOHOHOKAY!!! AHAHAHAHAHALEJANDRO PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!" He squealed, pushing at Alejandro's hands, not knowing what else to do. "Are you going to quit calling me Al?" Alejandro said with a little shiver at the nickname "YEHEHEHEHES!!" "AND are you going to shut up about the whole "I like girls" thing?" "YEHEHEHEHES! YES, I SWEHEHEHEAR!!" Alejandro nodded and stopped.

Tyler gasped for air and collapsed to the ground, curling in a breathless, giggly ball. "I don't want to hear those two things ever again. Also, don't tell anyone about this. Especially Heather..." Alejandro crossed his arms as Tyler made a weak nod. "Okay... Ohokay... U-Uhunderstohood..." Alejandro just smirked and went back to normal. "Pleasure doing business with you, Tyler! I'll see ya next challenge!" Alejandro waved bye and walked away. God, he really hoped nobody heard or saw that.

Especially Heather.

❤️End🧡

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Can we maybe get like a Lee!Noah Ler!Alejandro fic? Like let’s say Al’s trying to convince Noah how not “evil” he is (this is around like after the England challenge) and it’s definitely not working.

Take as long as you want and if you don’t want to do it, it’s ok!

“This remains between us…”

Lee: Noah

Ler: Alejandro

WARNING: usage of rope! Not bondage!

I decided to rewrite the ending for the London episode, so don’t mind that.

Noah doesn’t trust Alejandro, and is starting to out the idea that he’s a traitor in his head. It eventually began to show with him distancing himself from Alejandro. It won’t be long before Noah starts talking, but Alejandro has a plan, to keep him quiet…

“And the winners of this challenge is team Amazon!” Chris applauded,

“What?! But-! But we did the challenge! We caught the Ripper!” Noah complained. He looked back to see Alejandro staring down at him, his green eyes dug its way into Noah’s head.

A grin grew on his face as he walked over to Chris.

“Hey Chris, I believe it is very unfair that my team worked so hard to catch the Ripper, and you decided to rig the game? How would that look to your fans? And also…” Alejandro leaned into Chris’s ear,

“…I have an idea that’ll bring your ratings through the roof…” Alejandro whispered. This caught Chris’s attention, he hesitated for a bit before he agreed to Alejandro’s deal.

“Alright, but make sure the public gets to see it…” Chris whispered back. Alejandro went back to Noah’s side.

“After some close calls, we decided to give the win to Team Chris is Really Really Hot. Team Amazon, I’ll be seeing you at the fall of shame.” Chris said disappointed.

“Well, will you look at that, through some good words, I kept you in for another round…” Alejandro placed his arm around Noah.

“Aw, look at you two getting along. And for you think he was an eel Noah.” Owen chuckled, Noah paused his breathing.

“Yeah, about that… I’m gonna need to talk to you Noah… privately…” he kept his arm around Noah, forcing him into the plane with him.

Chef blocked Alejandro’s path.

“Hey, uh, Chris said to give this to you two.” Chef handed them a key to an unknown room.

“Good, I’ll be sure everything is set up…” Alejandro grinned at Noah.

“What is he talking about… ‘set up’…? What is he gonna do..?” Noah’s thoughts blinded him and before he knew it, he was sitting on a bed, the walls around him were slightly stained, his eyes darted everywhere to see Alejandro, locking the door.

“You know… I thought we’d be good friends, you’re snarky, sarcastic, and just perfect for a friend like me… but…” Alejandro picked up a rope, “Now you’re getting the wrong idea of me… and it’s just horrible that you’d think of me as some kind of evil backstabber.. maybe this little lesson will change your way of thinking…” he walked towards Noah. Noah started scooting back to the end of the bed. Alejandro grabbed his ankle, pulling Noah closer to him. A couple of minutes go by, Noah’s arms are tied behind him, his legs are tied together, he tries to break free, but the rope’s grip stays strong.

“I’d just like to talk to you, and I wouldn’t want you squirming away now… so I guess I been a little competitive with these challenges…” Alejandro goes on as his hand gently moves up Noah’s side.

“Rmnph!!” Noah jerks.

“Oh? What’s the matter, did I hit a bruise… right here?” Alejandro circles his fingers around Noah’s ribs. Noah tries to curl up, but the ropes kept him open and defenseless. Noah’s arms twitch, his lip quivering.

“Oh wait a minute… wait a minute…” Alejandro pokes Noah’s stomach with every word he says. Noah lets out a giggle.

“Are you… oh what’s the word again in English… are you ticklish..?” Alejandro’s hand began lifting up Noah’s layers of shirts.

“H-hey! It’s cold in here, pull my shirt back down!” Noah shook.

“Oh don’t worry, I can warm you up.” Alejandro’s hands began crawling all over Noah’s bare stomach, Noah spat out a laugh, his laugh grew louder and louder with every cold finger that tickled his sensitive body.

“Okay then, I guess this answers my question.” Alejandro brought his left hand to Noah’s underarm, scribbling under his large sleeve.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA ALE- *HIC !*- JAHAHANDROHOHOHO!!! PLEASE STOHAHAHAHAP!” Noah cried out, he squirmed everywhere as Alejandro’s hands were leaving no spot untickled.

“I gotta say, this conversation is going much better than I thought, for me at least…” Noah laughed harder as Alejandro lowers his hands to Noah’s thighs.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! ALEJANDRO! IM- *HIC !*- SOHOHOHOREHEHEHE FOR WHAT I SAHAHAID! I EVEN TAKE BACK CALLING YOU AN EHEHEHEHEHEL!” Noah was now begging for mercy, Alejandro watched smugly as Noah was crumbling in his hands.

Twenty minutes later…

Noah fell off the edge of the bed, he was gasping for air. He looked up to see the exit,

“Ah… Ihah… I can’t get out nohow…” Noah crawled along the floor, his legs were still on the edge of the bed, they slowly made their way down to meet the floor, well, his knees did.

Noah felt something grab his legs. He looked back to see Alejandro, pulling him closer, back up the bed.

“Nonononononononoho! Please, no more! I’ve learned my lesson, I won’t say anything at all!” Noah whimpered.

“Oh, if you thought this about you not trusting me, you couldn’t be more wrong..” Alejandro smirked. He trapped Noah’s ankles under his legs, he began untying Noah’s shoes.

“WAIT! wait wait wait wait! Anywhere but there’s okay to go with! Just not there, I’m begging you!” Noah tried to tug his legs back.

“What’s the matter, are these lil’ guys extra sensitive? I’d like to see.” Alejandro threw off Noah’s shoes and socks. Alejandro dragged one finger up Noah’s sole.

“MHMHMNPH!” Noah held in his breath. His feet twitched intensely.

“Wow such a reaction, and I barley touched you… this’ll be fun. WONT IT!” Alejandro scribbled all over his defenseless feet. Noah jumped up, all this sensation rushing up to his brain, he couldn’t even say anything.

“AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA! NONOHOHOHOHOHOHO! AAAAAH!” Noah squealed and screamed out for help as his feet were being tormented in the hands of Alejandro.

“Such an adorable show you’re putting on here Noah! I’d like to keep this little episode on for another hour or two.” Noah laughed out harder as his feet jerked in all directions. He fell back from all the tickling sensations that were flooding his head.

“PLEHEHEHEASE ALEJAHAHAHANDROHOHOHOHO! I CANT TAKE ANYMOHOHOHOHORE! IHAHAHA… Ihaha… ha…” the room suddenly went silent.

“Aw man, you had to go and faint like that? And the fun was just getting started.” Alejandro pouted.

“Well.. let’s get back before anyone gets suspicious of this.” Alejandro placed Noah’s shoes back on, he carried the unconscious Noah out of the room. The two met up with the rest of team C.I.R.R.H,

“There you two are! I was getting worried we left you back in London.” Owen sighs. He sees Noah unconscious.

“Uh… Is Noah alright?” Owen points to Noah.

“Oh he’s fine, he’s just.. tired is all.” He placed Noah down next to Owen. Something about seeing Noah crumble like that buried itself into Alejandro’s mind, almost like… he wants to see it again….

[radio-navlee]

It’s okay if you don’t do this one, but can you maybe do another fic of lee!noah being wrecked my team C.I.R.R.H?

Oh Em Gee. How could I say no to a Lee Noah request?<3

Smarty Pants

Not only were they stuck with the worst team name possible, the person who stuck them with it transferred onto another team! Now instead of a crazy fan girl, they had an actual insane crazy girl. Noah pouted on the plane thinking “How could this season be anymore sucker?”

“Hey Noah? Do you think if I were to eat raw chicken, then a hot pepper, would it make cooked chicken in my belly?” Owen chuckled

Noah gave him a look, a ‘wtf did u just say’ kind of look. He was used to Owens goofy questions and nasty food combos, he wasn’t gonna waste a breath on answering that.

“Better question! If you ate, like swallowed, a whole tomato and then, you know those street performers? Yea, those guys who shove swords down their throat! Do you think they could chop up the tomato?” Izzy questioned excitedly.

‘God this was such a headache!’ Noah thought. Apparently Izzy god forsaken question sparked up a conversation which included Tyler, Izzy, Owen, and weirdly enough, Alejandro... Is what Noah thought.

Alejandro was actually watching Noah. He could tell something wasn’t right with Noah, he could tell that Noah was very untrusting of him. And Al didn’t know why.

Alejandro got up and sat next to him. Noah didn’t notice and kept thinking to himself, almost dozing off.

“Noah? You ok?” Al asked, he acted like he cared but really he was trying to get blackmail or something out of him. Noah jumped a bit not expecting Al to be talking to him or sitting next to him

“Now I’m not, you’re talking to me.” Noah said sarcastically, slightly smiling when he saw Al needing to calm himself before speaking.

“Are you always this sarcastic?” Al sighed

“Depends, do you always ask dumb questions?”

“Noah you making it really hard to talk to you, friend!”

“Then don’t? I was just fine not talking, what makes you think I want to talk to YOU?” Noah growled, getting pissed at this point

“Somebody’s grumpy,”

"Whatever!" Noah sighed, leaving Al angry.

“Guys! Guys! Do you I could be the mama monkey and Noah could be my son and I’d have to pick the dirt off him like they do on TV?” Izzy exclaimed

“Woah! No, you are not touching m-” Noah was interrupted

“Izzy I love your creativity, I bet Noah would love it even more!” Al smiled at Noah expense. Izzy began pinching at Noah’s clothes acting like she was picking off dirt.

“Izzy you would make a great monkey mom!” Owen laughed

Al noticed Noah started to squirm and his eyes were all panicked. Izzy kept picking at Noah’s clothes, accidentally pinching his skin at sometimes. Noah would jump every time, almost curling in on him self.

“Noah? Why do you look so distraught my friend?”

Noah just shook his head, not risking a giggle to slip out.

“Uh oh Izzy! I don’t think Noah likes your act!”

Izzy turned to Al confused. Noah turned to Al with panic.

“No! No Izzy I did like it, very creati-tive, HEHMP!” Noah tried to pled but Al put his hand over his mouth.

“He lying Izzy!”

Izzy growled and dug her hands into Noah making him squeal. Izzy wasn’t even trying to tickle Noah, she was just mad.

“Uh oh, somebody’s about to find out Noah’s ticklish!” Owen whispered to Tyler.

“Noah’s ticklish?” Tyler said out loud.

“OWPHEN!!” Noah muffled under Al’s hand,

“Oh so that’s what that was!” Al said grabbing Noah’s hands and pinning it above him.

Noah shook his head violently, squirming around to try to get free. Al was very strong, and Noah was very weak, who knew!

"Owen you knew Noah was ticklish?" Al asked, reaching to poke at Noahs sides

"Well, just look at him! He was squirming like a earth worm!" Owen joked

"NONONONONO!" Noah begged trying to dodge Als hands

"Noah stop moving!" Al grumbled, deciding to just sit on Noah's legs to keep him for moving.

"Owen I swear to god, once I'm out of this your so dead!" Noah threated, snapping his mouth shut as Al finally latched his hands onto Noah's sides.

“There we go! So Owen mind elaborating on what you mean?” Al yapped.

“Well, it was the first season and me and Noah had just met!-“

“OWEHEN!!”

“He was reading this book and I decided to cheer him up. It’s strange though, he gets weird after you tickle him.” Owen explained, turning to look at Noah to see his head hung in defeat and face burning red.

“Aw how cute,” Al teased moving spots randomly to try to get Noah to break.

“Huh, anybody wanna help me out here?” Al spoke

That one sectance alone sent shivers down Noah’s spine, it’s good that nobody in that room has ever tickled Noah, but that makes it worse.

Owen sat down towards Noah’s legs, Izzy sitting closer to Noah, and Tyler just there to keep his arms up and pined.

“Wow Noah, I never seen you this worried before. Something wrong?”

“Y-Yeah! You guys are about to gang up on me for no reason! I have a right to be scared!”

“scared of a little tickles?” Al said wiggling his fingers close to Noah stomach making him suck in to try to get away

“Stop thAHAT!” Noah squeaked as Al dove his hands straight to his stomach.

“Oh shoot, did we start already?” Owen asked jumping in to start tickling the top of Noah’s knee. Noah kicked out like a reflex every time Owen touched his skin

“GAH-hehehAHaHa! Quihihit ihit!!” Noah giggled

“There’s that nice laugh!” Al smirked

“Eheheahat. Shihihit!” Noah growled

Al scoffed in anger, sadly for Noah this just encouraged Al to get him back harder. Al moved his hands lower, underneath where his belly button would be. Owen moved his hands to his calves. the combo of spots made Noah insane, he needed something to take his mind off it.

“Aw poor thing, bad spot Noah?” Al teased

“FUhUhahuKIng STAhAHoP!!” Noah shook his head violently

“Izzy why don’t you join in?” Al asked

“Hmmm, that’s a good question! I was waiting for the right moment!” Izzy spoke softly fluttering her fingers around Noah’s neck and ears.

Noah squealed falling into a fit of child like giggles

“this is fun!” Izzy said

“Indeed,” Al agreed suddenly changing positions to squeeze Noah’s hips.

“FUHAHAHAHCK!!” Noah gasped bucking from side to side. Owen began to massage into both Noah calves, using his thumb to add pressure into the boy.

Noah screamed kicking out, cackling like crazy. Seeing Noah like this made Al feel two different things. First, satisfaction for Noah making a fool of him, and second, Awe for never seeing Noah like this ever. Laughing freely, well I guess not freely, he has no choice.

“GOHOHOHOHOD GET OFFFFFF!!” Noah begged

“I think Noah’s getting tired guys!” Owen spoke backing off

“Tried? Nah, Noah are you tired” Al jokingly asked

“SHIHIHIT! YES I AHAHAHAAMMM!!” Noah threw his head back

Izzy began to stop, which was a surprise to everybody. Turns out she just saw a rat run across the floor and needed a new ‘ally’.

“Al, you might wanna stop soon. I don’t think he can take much more” Owen said softly

“PLEAHEHEHEASE!!!”

“Fine, but he has to apologize!”

“FOHOHOR WHAHAT!!”

“For saying, implying, that it’s such a bore to talk to me!” Al said dramatically

“IM SOHOHORRY!! IM SOHORRY!! YOURE NAHAHAT A BOHORE TO TALK TOHOHOHO!!” Noah took in a breath of air as soon as Al stopped.

“There! Now was that so hard?” Al spoke

Noah just giggled back at Al, transitioning to the ‘weird’ Owen was talking about.

Noah spent the rest of the day, all smiles and giggles. When he woke up the next morning, he tried to forget anything abt the day before. ‘God I was such a headache!’

-Navy out! :)

[elyuzts-echo]

So uhhh COD tk head cannons cus COD tickles like almost do not exist makes me very sad

COD Tickle Headcanons pt.1

HOLY SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG SORRIIIIII

The characters mentioned here:

Ghost

Soap

Roach

Price

Gaz

Alejandro

ANYWAYS HCS UNDER THE CUT!!

Ghost

In summary, I declare him as a ler-leaning switch!

He knows about tickles, and he wants nothing to do with it.

Joining 141 helped him gain a slight understanding of friendly and playful affection from his teammates, so if Ghost has any questions about tickles… He'll ask his teammates if he's confident.

I'd say he has a switch sorta thing going on. At some point, he'll be ticklish, and sometimes he'll not.

He probably has a ticklish tummy… Maybe ticklish calves… Hfhhf...

Ghost is probably a blusher, being quiet, but his other teammates can clearly see that he's blushing and MAYBE enjoying it? Hmmm..

He usually gets tickled by Soap, maybe Price or Gaz every once in a while... But obviously, he gets them back, cause karma /j

He's not the one to tease verbally, but mostly physically. To elaborate, he would pause his tickles, waiting for the lee to think it's over, but then he goes BACK into it.

Every once in a while Ghost would chuckle along with the lee, just quietly.

"Pfft, weak. You're ticklish."

"I wonder how the others will be like if they found out about this little weakness."

Soap

Being the little guy I am, I can consider this guy as a lee-leaning switch!

Soap is pretty much an arse about tickles, and would try to tickle anyone he could (at appropriate times obviously)

Being the guy that always tickles Ghost, let's say that 141 had learned a lot about this Scottish guy.

For example, he is VERY ticklish behind his ears and on his nape (back of the neck)...

And MAYBEEE his sides... Hfhfhg he has squishy sides and I just wanna squeeze em

He's the sort of guy to squeal and squirm around right before someone tickles him. Anticipation gets to him badly /pos.

If Ghost were to SIMPLY put his hand down next to Soap's side, Soap's thoughts would go straight to tickles and just blow up inside as he slowly shifts.

But about his little ler side, he's really teasy. Making those damn remarks..

"Aww, let's see that smile a lil' more."

"Can't handle more eh? You can handle a bit mor'a tickling."

Roach (I CANT FIND ANY GIFS OF THIS GUY ONG)

Lee. He's a lee and I'm not fighting anyone about it. Maybe even a BRATTY LEE?? /pos

Ok ok, he has his regulations. He's not the full-on twink lee guy, but he definitely has his times where he would probably crave physical affection every once in a while.

And with that, Ghost could only comfort the man with such.

In my opinion, Roach isn't ticklish in common places... Usually, his weak spots are his forearms, palms, calves, and maybe his ankles. Though he's slightly more ticklish on his ribs or armpits.

If he's in a lee mood, there will only be 2 options and only 2.

Option 1: He'll be confident and ask Ghost privately for some light tickles.

Option 2: He'll be annoying yet respectful as much as he can be. Clinging onto his bud until Ghost realizes.

And when he does get tickled? Ha, it's adorable.

Quiet squeals, and yet he doesn't squirm. Surprisingly, he stays really still.

"You can't find my spots, nuh uh."

"If you're going to attempt for it, I'll tell on you." /j

Price

Haha papa bear. (He's a ler and he ain't afraid.)

NO SERIOUSLY IF HE EVER GETS THE CHANCE TO TICKLE YOU RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!

He knows all your right spots,, oh shit.

However, he's not a bad person, so he'll not exploit it too much. Only in... Necessary situations.

Example? OH! Like when you're sad, or when you miss home... Or when you need a little boost in life! Price is there to help ya with some tickles!

And sometimes, if he's really close to you/willing... He'll let you tickle him for a little bit. (Though run after your part cause he WILL GET YOU! >:D)

Usually a bit ticklish on his armpits and tummy. Just poking those spots could let out a fatherly warm chuckle outta him.

Now the best part, teases.

"C'mon now plum, you can't be sad all day y'know?"

"Let me know when I hit a good one! How about here...? *proceeds to tickle you in your worst spot /pos*"

Gaz

He's a crackhead, little switch.

Gaz loves being tickled as much as he loves tickling others. Though, this guy only tickles the people he's close with. (141, and sometimes family members /p)

VERY PLAYFUL AND TEASY I WILL TELL YOU THAT!

Both Soap and him work together to bring the magic of tickles throughout 141! But obviously, they get their asses tickled after a while since it's fair.

He's the sorta guy to tell you all his tickle spots, then forget about it, and then when you tickle him, he goes insane and demands to know how you found his worst spots!

Pretty ticklish on his calves. And also his ribs and neck,, AND EVEN HIS CHEEKS HHFHF!!

He has the prettiest smile, and Price just wants to see his bud smiling all the time, so tickles it is.

"GAHAHA!! COME ON NOW--! HOW COME YOU KNEHEHW?!"

"I sw- I swear if you tell anyone about my spots I'll get back at ya."

"Aww~ Cat got your tounge?"

Alejandro

Bro is afraid of being a lee. /j (He's actually a lee-leaning switch shh..)

A guy like him?? TICKLISH??? PFFTT..

Ticklish. He's so damn ticklish.

Sides, hips, stomach, armpits, ribs... This guy was molded in ticklish heaven.

But he WILL threaten you (/lh) if you tell anyone about his lil secret. But sometimes he'll let it slide... Or that is what you think.

Sometimes you'll thing he forgot about the incident, but oh no... He comes back alright.

He has a bad start at first, but once he's confident he'll really dig into your weakness as much as you did with his.

Obviously in a friendly way, but he takes it as a serious way to simply frighten his lee cause he apperently finds that funny.

THE GOD OF NIBBLES AND RASPBERRIES OH MY--

"Ah there you go. Not so fun when it's you being tickled, hm?"

"You're laughing too much, you might wake up the others, amigo!"

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IM SO SORRY I GOT TO IT ONLY NOW!! I ONLY SAW IT JUST NOW AND LIKE OMGGG IM SO SORRYYYYY!! :<<

[ellietidkleblogyay]

I have a few ideas! So uhh i dont really know how to word this but maybee..lee a alejandro or lee chris sorry if this sounds weird but i dont see alot of these and they are my favorite characters of TD :P

I haven't watched World Tour yet, but I tried to match his personality because of the many alenoah fanfiction I've read. omg, I want Lee noah & ler alejandro now. UFJDUD

HOPE U DONT MIND LER NOAH LOLS

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Noah looked around the plane. He saw everyone doing what they normally do. Sierra was harassing Cody. What everyone usually does. Especially Alejandro. He was trying to rizz the girls again to get them eliminated.

that eel.

If only I could confront him!nmaybe I could.

"Why did you bring me here? Fell for my charms?"

shut it. I need to ask you something.

"What is it? hm?~"

You're trying to get everyone eliminated just because you're making them fall for you, huh?

"W- What? no, mi amigo, of course I'm not!"

After a few minutes of Alejandro denying, Noah gets an idea. he walks up to the man.

"You definitely want to kiss me right now."

in your dreams. this is the only way to shut you up.

(he puts his hands closer to Alejandro, and tickles him.)

will you shut up now?

"THIHIS WILL NOT SHUT ME UP, MYHY FRIEND!"

you've only tried to find everyone else's weakness, ignoring you have your own.

"SHUHUT UP"

fine. (he stops)

will you actually try to be a good person?

"Yes!"

(he won't. In fact, he has payback prepared.)

SORRY THIS IS SHORT RHSJAWHHD

[fluffi-dragon]

CoD MW Headcannons pt. 2 lol

This is also pretty long LOL MY WIFI WENT OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF WRITING THESE >:(

Phillip Graves (the stinky In my heart he never betrayed them shhh)

Cannot handle teases at all

Hands just hovering over his worst spots has him hysterical

Loves chin and ear tickles like a cat

His and soaps tickle fights are intense

He snorts a lot and finds it embarrassing

His shadows use it against him when he's a grump

Death spots: Ribs, feet, and thighs

Konig (The beloved)

Wears a mask? Ticklish face.

He's 6'10 and crumbles to the ground when tickled

Soap loves to count his ribs ("You're so tall you gotta have more than normal")

Ticklish hands and arms and it's used to calm him down

Found out Ghost was ticklish while they sparred and was tickled until he cried (He was fine afterward and Ghost apologized)

Shoulders are also pretty bad

Deathspots: Ribs, shoulders, and knees

Alejandro

Even before meeting 141 he always went after Rudy

Soap just becomes another favorite of his

Rudy is the only one who can get him back with no repercussions

Squeaks and snorts a lot

He is the best at teasing for no reason

Went after Graves once (What are you talking about Graves never betrayed them/j) and the man is terrified of being got again

Going after his feet will get him begging (Only Rudy knows this)

Death Spots: Feet and That one spot right above the ribs but below his armpits.

Rodolfo/Rudy

A high-pitched laugh that embarrasses him

Cannot handle baby talk

Apologizes to Soap for telling Alejandro he's ticklish (Soap never forgave him/j)

Fakeouts make him scream

Snorts after being tickled for a bit

Gets hiccups after being wrecked

When he gets Alejandro he has no mercy and will destroy his man

Tears up quickly but doesn't mind

Death Spots: Sides, Ribs, and Hips

Horangi

(I don't know a lot about him so these might be updated later lol)

Konig is his favorite victim

Squirmer definitely

Threats while he's being wrecked

Like Graves and Gaz, he loves chin scritches

He's like a cat and will cuddle with someone after he's been wrecked

Loves chasing and being Chased

Will cuss out his ler in Korean when captured

If you tell him he's like a cat while tickling him he will just die

("Does the kitty want belly rubs" "*unintelligible shrieking noises")

Death spots: Ribs, Knees, and Stomach

My brain is overflowing with these stupid silly little guys. I lob them so much.

[regularme12]

LEE NOAH LER ALEJANDRO

Just admit it

I did this one first because my favorite character is Noah in all of the seasons!!!

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Noah was just sitting on the chair trying to tan but his silence was broken when Alejandro came to sit next to him.

"So, Cody huh?"

Noah sighed in a pissed tone, "What are you talking about."

"Come on, I see how you look at him, I see how he looks at you. It's a match made in heaven, just shoot your shot man." Alejandro brought his arm around the other's shoulders and leaned in a bit close. He saw a shade a pink tinting his cheeks. "Awww, you blushing???" Alejandro poked his face.

"Get off me," The gay one pushed him away, tryna finish his tanning session. "He probably won't even like me. He's probably not even gay. I mean, you see how he acts around Gwen, he doesn't act that way around me."

"He probably thinks the same way you think. He thinks u're straight, or just not into anyone at all. He's probably bisexual and only acts that way towards her and not you because it's normal to like a women, and he thinks it's weird to like a men. So what if he's over there not wanting to show his true emotions to you because we're on national television and he doesn't want people calling him slurs? Just think about it."

Wow, for once Noah can acctually agree with Alejandro on something. But still he had to keep his stoic personality, "Whatever man. If that is true, then I'm not gonna force him to open up to me, I just got to have him come to me. And by the way, how do you know all of this? You... don't particulary... seem like the type to know stuff." Noah eyed him up and down.

" I take offense to that, but my older brother, José is gay, and he taught me stuff."

"Wow."

"Come on man lighten up." Alejandro sat there thinking what he could do, and he thought of something. Something Noah probably won't ever forgive him on, but they seem to be mutual enemies, so it doesn't matter at this point. "Hey, Cody!"

The shorter, more skinny one, jumped up so high. "What?! What are you doing?!" He loud whispered to the other.

"Look," Alejandro swallowed his pride to do this one thing he never thought he'll ever do to someone else. But he did it. He squeezed the man's sides rapidly, and Noah is insanley ticklish. Owen uses that to his advantage ever since they were little. To think Noah was ticklish was beyond the question, Alejandro just decided to tesg it out in hopes it was true so he won't make a big fool out of himself.

"Gah! Sthohohop!! Alejandro! Quit it." The ticklee tried to say through gritted teeth, so he won't giggle no more and embarrass himself in front of his crush. But all to no avail, he was just too ticklish.

"Awww, come on lighten up, it seems Cody kinda enjoys this too." They both looked up to see a blushing Cody. "So, just go along with it" Alejandro whispered in his ear, guving it a little lick.

"Ew! Grhohohosss dude! Cuhuhuhut it out! Youhuhuhu're embarrassing ME!!" Noah squealed when the tickler moved to his navel, wriggling it.

"Awww, you're super ticklish here, aren't cha? Too scared Cody will judge you? I think he wants to get in on the action too. What do you say Cody? Wanna join?" The beareded man yelled to him.

"No! Stop! Dohohon't call him ohohover here!"

"U-Uh, I- Sure!" He walked over and grabbed his arms pinning them up and over the chair. Now Noah is in a really vulnerable position. He is slouched down the chair, his legs kicking, his sides moving all around, and his arms were up and noticeable. Now the fun is really starting.

Cody got a little embarrassed about this, but he thought Noah was cute, so he decided to join them.

"GaH! Wouuhuhuhuhuld you guys, stohohop?!" The shorter one laughed. He didn't know what to do. His enemey AND crush was tickling him ON TV and infront of all the other contestants who lost. He was really about to die.

"Cody, what do you think? Should we stop? or keep going? You're call, boss man."

"I think we should keep going."

"Alright then, you heard him yourself , Noah. Let's see how ticklish your ribs are." Aejandro moved up to knead his ribs with his thumbs, and safe to say that might be his death spot.

"STOP! PLEHEHEHASE!! IHIHIJI GOT TO PIHIHIHISS SO BAHAHAD!! IHIHIHI CAN'T TAHAHAHKE IHIHIHIT NOHOHO MORE!!" Noah finally lost all energy to fight back, just letting them do it. He felt weak, he felt immobile, he felt like he was going to die. He said so many embarrssing things when his crush was doing... the thing. He just wants to go home and forget this ever happened.

"Ok, I think he had enough." Cody signaled to Alejandro to stop, and he did, they both did. Noah slouched further down the chair, panting heavenly.

"Are you ok, Noah?" Cody asked, scared he hurt him.

"I-I'm going to my room!" Noah stormed off, with a very noticeable blush on his face.

"Aw man, I hope we didn't hurt his feelings or embarrassed him a lot."

"I don't know man, but you should go check up on him. I think he needs you right now." Alejandro winked to him, and Cody understood. "Hey, Heather! Babe! There's a jaquzi calling our name!"

Heather rolled her eyes, and followed her lover.

[chloenotfound404]

~ My Master List & Fandoms ~

Fandoms I write for:

Ghost - all ghouls and Papas

COD - Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro

BG3 - ALL origin characters + Raphael, Halsin, Minthara

More to come!!

Here is the Masterlist of all my writing! There are prompt lists, Headcannons, Fics and drabbles all sectioned <3 (Reminder there will be SFW and NSFW writing which will be tagged as such)

Fics~

Ghost:

Sweet as Candy - Dew x Reader (NSFW)

Stage Shenanigans - Lee!Swiss Ler!Phantom

Stage shenanigans pt 2 - Lee!Phantom Ler!Swiss

Cherry Cookies - Rain X Reader

Playing dangerous - Dew x Rain smut (NSFW)

Baby Doll - Copia X Reader (NSFW) (WIP)

Loud thoughts, small mind -Terzo x Non-verbal reader (WIP)

Saltburn:

Summer Class - Felix x Reader (NSFW) (WIP)

Fic Series~

Dad!Copia-

These moments- part 1; Copia X Fiancée!Reader

These moments- part 2; Copia X Fiancée!Reader

These moments- part 3; Copia X Fiancée!Reader (WIP)

Headcannons~

How the Papas help you relax

Copia Cuddles

Ler!Ghouls

Lee!Papas

Ler!Papas

Lee!Nihil

Lee!Ghouls (Males!)

Lee!Ghouls (Females!) (WIP)

Drabbles~

Tag Team Attack - Copia, Terzo and Omega (tickle Drabble)

Fuck about and find out - Terzo and Secondo (Tickle Drabble)

Prompts~

Ghost prompts (WIP)

[amor-barato]

A primeira mentira que Julio contou a Emilia foi que tinha lido Marcel Proust. Não costumava mentir sobre suas leituras, mas naquela segunda noite, quando os dois sabiam que alguma coisa estava começando entre eles, e que essa coisa, durasse o quanto durasse, ia ser importante, naquela noite Julio impostou a voz e fingiu intimidade e disse que sim, que tinha lido Proust aos dezessete anos, num verão, em Quintero. Na época ninguém mais passava o verão em Quintero, nem mesmo os pais de Julio, que tinham se conhecido na praia de El Durazno, iam a Quintero, um balneário bonito mas agora invadido pelo proletariado, onde Julio, aos dezessete anos, conseguiu a casa de seus avós para se trancar e ler Em Busca do Tempo Perdido. Era mentira, claro: ele tinha ido a Quintero naquele verão, e ele tinha lido muito, mas Jack Kerouac, Heinrich Böll, Vladimir Nabokov, Truman Capote e Enrique Lihn, não Marcel Proust.

...

Naquela mesma noite, Emília mentiu pela primeira vez para Julio, e a mentira foi a mesma, que tinha lido Marcel Proust. No começo, ela se limitou a concordar: Eu também li Proust. Mas logo houve um grande silêncio, que não era um silêncio incômodo, mas expectativa, de maneira que Emília precisou completar a história. Foi no ano passado, não faz muito tempo, levei uns cinco meses, andava atarefada, você sabe, com os trabalhos da faculdade. Mas me propus a ler os sete tomos e a verdade é que esses foram os meses mais importantes da minha vida de leitora.

Alejandro Zambra, in: Bonsai

[randommusicalfluff]

Back on my total drama bullshit!! Very indulgent since I’ve been having a certified bad time recently

[chocos-universe]

Taking It Personally

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--José was being an ass to Alejandro. Again... but after being defeated by his brother, he took it personally--

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|Lee: Alejandro (Smidge of José)||Ler:José (Smidge of Alejandro)

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AU: Kid/Past/Younglings

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"Come on! Give it back already!" Alejandro whined, standing up on his tippy toes to try and snatch his plush from his older brother. "Heh, come and get it then, shorty!" José bent down, holding the plush up out of height. "Ugh... it's not fair!! You're too tall!!" Alejandro whined, still trying to grab it. "Come on, Al! You're a big boy~ You can come get it!" José's rude asf teases weren't helping. Alejandro grumbled and just tried to get it back as best as he could. He jumped, made grabby hands, whined, threatened (even though the both of them knew he wouldn't do shit). He tried EVERYTHING, and he was about to give up! But... his evil little eyes took notice of height difference. José's arms may be long, but Alejandro was tall enough that he was up right to José's stomach.

Alejandro got flat on his feet and put his hands down, and looked directly at José's stomach. José took notice of that. "What are you--" Before José could even finish, he got light pokes to his stomach. It being unexpected, he let out tiny chuckles and giggles. "H-Hehey! Low blohow! Heha!" José dropped the plush onto the ground to get Alejandro's hands off. Once José dropped the plush, Alejandro stopped poking his brother and picked up his plush, a victorious smile on his face. Alejandro looked back at José who was glaring DAGGERS at the poor dude.

"I'll give you... a ten second head start." Alejandro gulped and took a step back. "1... 2..." Once José hit two, Alejandro BOOKED IT up the stairs, darted around the corner, speeding into his bedroom, and closed the door, putting his back to it. He dropped his plush and covered his mouth. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Alejandro turned around to face the door and backed away from it, then came to a stop once he backed into his bed. She slid down to the ground, staring at the door.

"Oh, Alejandro...~ Where did you go-oooh?~ I'm not finished with you, little brother~ I just wanna talkkk~" José said in a menacing, teasing, sing song-y way. Alejandro heard the footsteps get closer... and closer... and closer... and... ... the door swung open. Alejandro was frozen. He couldn't move. That evil smug smirk, and that mean twinkle in José's eyes, sent chills down Alejandro's spine. José walked up to Alejandro, picked him up, and pinned him to the bed with Alejandro's arms also pinned above his head. Alejandro chuckled nervously, already squirming. "H-Hey... hermano!.. We can talk about this..." José chuckled and lifted Alejandro's shirt up a little, hovering his wiggly fingers above his stomach. "Ohhh... I don't think we can... because I'll just tickle you... and tickle you... and tickle you~" José kept inching his wiggly fingers closer to Alejandro's stomach. "Don't tehease mee..." Alejandro giggled, the ghost tickles getting to him. "Oh? No teases? Well... that's to BAD!!"

José poked, scribbled, and scratched (gently to not hurt) everywhere on Alejandro's stomach. "*Squeal* Nohohoho!! Johohohohoséhéhé!" Alejandro kicked his legs and squirmed around. "No? No, what? No tickles? Is that it, hermano?~" José teased, squeezing the youngers stomach. "Aww, is your belly squishy?~ Huh?~ Is your little belly squishy?~ Is your belly squishy?!~" José said in a baby voice, which made Alejandro go MAD. "Nohohoho!! Stahahaha!! *squeak*" Alejandro tried to tug his arms down, but the older's grip was firm. Alejandro was NOT getting out of this one. José kept tickling his brothers stomach until he saw a little puppet their dad got Alejandro for his birthday. José let go of Alejandro's wrist and just tickled his stomach more with his other hand. Alejandro TRIED to pry José's hands away, but it was no use. José used his free hand to wiggle his hand into the puppet. Once it was in, he hid it behind his back. "Oh, Alejandro! You have a visitor~" José said, still poking his brothers stomach. "Whahahat?" Alejandro giggled, opening one eye to look at his brothers smug face.

"Yeah... his name is... Tickle Puppet!" José rose his hand up just to nuzzle the puppet on his brothers stomach. "*squeal* HEHEHEHEhehehey!! Nohohoho fahahahahair! NAAAHAHAHAHA!" Alejandro's voice cracked, his arms being pinned above his head again. "Om nom nom! He's hungry, Al~ You can't let the poor thing starve can you?~" "Yehehes I CAHAHAHAN!!" "Well that's just mean." José teased, nuzzling his puppeted-hand into the younger's belly button. "*squeal* NOOOHOHOHO! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE-- OH MY GAHAHAD!" Alejandro kicked his legs frantically and tried to pull his arms down. "Oh? Is your button sensitive?~" José smirked now, just targeting Alejandro's belly button. "B-BROTHEHEHEHER!! NOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHA!!" "Aww! Look at that blushly little face!" "STUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!!" "No I don't think I will~" José wiggled the puppet off of his hand so he could squeeze the others side. "EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHENAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOH0HOHOHO WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!!" Alejandro shook his head, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"Are you sorry?" José asked, digging his thumb into Alejandro's side. "YEHEHEES!! I'M SORRY!! I'M SO SAHAHAHAHARRY!! OH MY GAHAHAHAHAD!! I'M GONNA DIHIHIHIHIE!! *snort*" José just laughed, and his eyes went wide in a menacing way. "Did you just snort? OH, I HAVE to hear that again!" "NAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!! NOHOHOHO, MORE!! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAHAKE IT!!" Alejandro felr tears fall down his cheeks as his face was burning hot. "Ugh, fine!" José rolled his eyes and stopped tickling his little brother, unpinning his arms and climbing off the bed, leaving his brother panting. "Learn your lesson?" José put his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow. "Yehes... jeheheus, yes..." Alejandro giggled and curled up into a little ball.

They heard from downstairs the front door opening. "Boys! I'm home!" Their mom called from downstairs. José chuckled and looked at Alejandro. "Lucky bastard..." José snapped out of it and ran downstairs to greet his mom. Alejandro sat up, the ghost tickles still haunting him. Alejandro chuckled and grabbed the plush his brother took from him earlier. Alejandro finally calmed down and wiped away his tears, his blush fading away. He got off the bed, holding his plush, and went downstairs to go see his mom.

<♥︎END♥︎>

[tkfanz428]

“I’m bored….”

Lee: Noah

Ler: Izzy

TDWT

Izzy sits at the corner of the plane seat, curled into a ball. She puffs her breath since Owen threatened to break up with her if she started beef again with Chef. She whines as she stays in her seat, rocking back and forth, popping bubbles in her mouth.

“Ugh…. Could you be any louder…?” Noah groaned, he covered his ears before lifting his legs. He laid them down right next to Izzy, big mistake of his… a thought lifted her frown into a smile…

He felt his shoe getting lose, before he could tug it. He felt a hand grab him by the ankle.

“Hey? Izzy? Wait what’re you-?!” He watched his shoe tumble on the ground, he then saw his sock fall on the ground.

“Hope you ready Noah…” Izzy giggles, she lifted her free hand, wiggling her fingers in the air. Noah tried to tug his foot away, his hands kept sliding off the seat.

“AGH!!!!” Noah squealed, his foot shook with every finger that spidered up his toes. Izzy giggles, she traps Noah’s toes, she watches as he desperately twitches. Noah bangs his head against the seat, he covers his head, laughing harder every second.

“Shouldn’t we stop this?” Tyler questions,

“I don’t know I kinda wanna watch what happens next.” Owen leans on his hand.

“Well we can call this free entertainment.” Alejandro smirks, Noah turns to him, trying to hold a glare and his puffed up laughs. Izzy pauses for a moment, Noah gasps as he lifts his head look at her.

“Okay.. you had your fun Izzy. Now let me go, or I’ll- YAGH!!!” Noah burst out laughing as Izzy snuck her hand back to his sole. This was the first time she’s heard him laugh so hard because of her. She watched as he tried to hard to curl in his foot. Noah covered his face, blocking the boys’ view of the tears flooding around his face.

“Izzy! PLEHEHEASE! STOP IT! I CANT TAKE ANY-*HIC!*-MORE!” Noah choked out, Izzy couldn’t even understand what he was saying as everything that came out his mouth was cut off by a hiccup. Noah jerked closer to the edge of the seat, he fell down to the floor. The loud thud caught Team Victory’s attention.

He started kicking with his free leg. All it felt like to Izzy was some soft shoves. She then grabbed his other ankle.

“Thank you for letting me know Noah. I agree. I think the other foot is feeling lonely.” Izzy started untying his other shoe.

“Wait! WAIT! NOHOHO! IZZY THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT! IZZY LET ME GOHO!” Noah couldn’t help but laugh, if it was irritating before, it’ll definitely be hell for him now.

“Let me experiment real quick..” Izzy pecked at his socked foot, Noah squeaked, she pecked his bare foot, he squeaks once more. Izzy noticed a quicker reaction without the sock on. Noah felt the last bit of protection peel off his feet. She wrapped her arms around Noah’s defenseless legs.

“I’d rather not hog him up you guys. Anyone like a turn?” Izzy turned to the others.

Noah’s face turned pale.

“Wait, don’t bring other people into this!” Noah whimpered. It didn’t take long for everyone to gang up on him, for the next hour, he was a laughing mess.

“I’m gettin bored of just this spot. Let’s make it more fun for him..” Alejandro went to Noahs head. He pulled Noah’s arms up, exposing his sucked in belly.

“Hey-! *HIC!* Nonono please..!” Noah laughed out.

The rest of team victory all dove into his belly, all Noah could feel was the sensations of soft, cold hands rubbing and poking his belly and feet. He was struggling more to catch a breath now that his two worst spots were being mercilessly tormented. His squeals and screams began to sound more agitated than pleasurable.

His desperate cries for help eventually reached Team amazon.

Courtney intervened, forcing Izzy to let Noah go. He laid on the ground, panting, hiccuping, choking on his own giggles. His body kept twitching.

“You’re lucky I got my wiggles out now Noah. But next time it’ll be on my time only.” Izzy laid her head on the wall behind her. Her snores signaled everyone else to go back to what they were doing. Noah hugged he tightly, thanking her for saving him, at the corner of his eye, he saw Alejandro glaring at him.

His green eyes showed a sign of malice, it unnerved him slightly….

[radio-navlee]

Alejandro tickling Duncan's tummy and belly button for the requests

Ofc ( ^ω^ )

The airplane sucked. Number 1 it smelled like Owen, and Number two the people trapped in it where the most annoying people on the planet! Duncan was already annoyed with the singing, not that he wasn’t good at it, it was just so irritating.

“What’s wrong Duncan?” Al asked sitting down next to the punk

“F**k off, I know what you’re doing. You tried it with Noah and failed, p*ss off.” Duncan growled. If that cameras were on he would had said something more family friendly, good thing he could speak his mind.

“Woah, no need for that foul language friend!”

“F**ks wrong with you? Did you not hear me? Leave!” Duncan was pissed, and Al knew it too.

“Duncan let’s talk about this! How would you say your feeling right now?”

“I’m feeling like you should back the f**k up before I rock your sh*t!”

This was getting no where! Just loops of Al trying to make ‘allys’ and failing miserably. It was tiring, so let’s try a new approach. It may scare them away, but in the end that’s what you need, right?

“Duncan, are you ticklish?”

Duncan snapped his head to face Al. The question was so random, why would he ask that? Unless he planing something. Just say no, it the easiest way to get out of this!

“What?”

“Are you ticklish? If you know anything of what happened to Noah-”

“Noah? Yeah you tickled the sh*t out of him,”

“But that doesn’t answer my question, are you ticklish?”

“No!” Duncan scoffed, now get him wrong, Duncan was scared shitless! Tickling was the worst thing he could imagine. He could deal with pain, with suffering, but tickling? No way!

“You mind if I test it out?”

“No you perv, you’re not touching me!” Duncan spoke batting at Al’s already wiggling fingers.

“Then you are ticklish!”

“Um, im Not?”

“If you really weren’t you wouldn’t care”

Dang, he’s right! Well what to say now? Duncan can’t just ‘oh yeah then I’m ticklish!’ That would get him killed on the spot! Excuses ran through his mind, none of them good enough. He stared at Al with a blank look until,

“Whatever just f**k off!”

ARE YOU KIDDING! THATS THE WORSE THING YOU COULD SAY!! Now Al definitely knows he’s ticklish. The way he got too defensive and then defeated tone in his voice. He super ticklish and he knows it.

Al waited until Duncan turned and couldn’t see him anymore. Al quickly fluttered his fingers into Duncan’s side and then pulled back before Duncan could turn around.

“WAh!” Duncan spun his head around,

“What?” Al asked as if nothing had happened

“Oh you mean this?” Al then scribbled into Duncan’s sides causing him to try to hold in his laughter

“Fuhahahahuck!!” Duncan broke, trying to get away. With all the squirming he did Al got a better grip on him.

“Oh so you were lying? I see how it is!” Al then dug into Duncan’s stomach.

Duncan screamed as his worst spot was being attacked ruthlessly. He screamed so loud it got most of the others to come into the economy class of the jet. (Aka the losers)

“NAHAHAHA!! GEHEHET AWAHAHAHAY!!” Duncan cackled

“Jeez, I didn’t think I could find a bad spot so quick?” Al smiled, he stopped the tickling and pushed Duncan off the seats to the floor. Duncan, still trying to catch his breath, didn’t even notice what Al was trying to do. Al quickly followed the punk and sat on top of him.

“Gehet! Off- (breath) ohafff me!” Duncan still trying to catch his breath, tried to sound intimating, and tried to get away. Duncan was a failure and just expected his fate at the end.

Al dug back into Duncan’s tummy, causing another loud scream from Duncan. Two loud screams and a bang? The others finally ran in to see a struggling Duncan underneath a dedicated Al

“WAHAHAHAIT!! YOHOHOU FUHACK!!” Duncan curled into himself which made Al grab one of his hands and pin it.

“What is going on?” Courtney asked.

God, Duncan’s worst fear, getting tickled infront of people. It wouldn’t have been so bad if Al just stoped, but he didn’t he began to work his way down to Duncan’s belly button.

“NO! GET AWAHAY FROM THER-AA!!” Duncan squealed as Al’s finger wandered into his belly button.

“Nobody’s yet to answer my question!” Courtney stated.

“Courtney I think Al is tickling the snot out of your boyfriend..” Gwen chimed in

Duncan soon had a crowd watching him which made the whole situation worse!

“HEHEHEHEELLPP!! AAAHAHAHA!!” Duncan pleaded, Al then spoke

“For someone so though, you get taken down pretty easily with just a few wiggles of a finger.”

“SHUHAHUT UHAHAHUP!!”

The tickling was torment, no break just laughter. It was exhausting!

“You know Duncan, for having such a weak spot exposed all the time, you would think others wouldn’t take advantage of it.”

“SOHOHO-*Snort* STOHOP TAHALKING!!” Did Duncan just snort? Holy crap, if it wasn’t embarrassing already it was totally embarrassing now.

“Aw, how cute!” Al teased giving Duncan a break.

“Yohohohou fuhahahucker!” Duncan got one last insult before having to breath so he would pass out.

“Jeez Al, you’re ruthless!” Gwen chuckled

“Eh, what’s a man gonna do! Duncan had it coming”

“Nohoho, I hahad you cuhahaming peheherv!” Damn Duncan, learn to keep your mouth shuts! Al went back into Duncan’s tummy.

“SHIHIHIT!!” Duncan was too tired for insults, so all he could do now was laugh.

Duncan was probably tomato red by now, he was too tried for comebacks, too weak to try and push Al off, the best he could do was hug himself until it stoped.

Al eventually stopped leaving Duncan on the floor of the plane.

“You see what happens to bad people!” Al laughed, expecting a comeback from Duncan but he didn’t say anything. Maybe Al broke him.

“Hey! Hello? Earth to Duncan!” Gwen waving a hand in-front of him

“Hello? Duncan are you ther- oh” Gwen was interrupted by Duncan pushing her hand away from his face

“He fine!” Courtney stated.

They all left Duncan alone until he could actually speak.

“You are one mother fucker!” Duncan stated, pointing at Al, before lying down and passing out onto the seats of the plane.

Another one! Ka pow! -Navy

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Quando Virginia se deparou com o livro de Emily Dickinson, ao prestígio da poesia se somou a lembrança da personagem Emily the Strange, que ela adorava quando criança, e se jogou na cama para ler em silêncio, e depois também leu em voz alta este poema: O amor pode tudo, mas não ergue os Mortos Duvido se mesmo aquilo De tal gigante retido Era carne, do mesmo modo. Mas o amor está cansado, e deve dormir Faminto, deve pastar Então se alia a uma esquadrilha que brilha Até sumir no ar.

Poeta chileno (Zambra, Alejandro)

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ANA GARCÍA LESTÓN

Historia de DOLORES TOBÍO FIGUEIRAS, loitadora esteirá.

Historia de DOLORES TOBÍO FIGUEIRAS, loitadora esteirá.

Como din los chicos del maíz, “Dolores se llamaba Lola”. Efectivamente, a xente coñece a Dolores como Lola, e ademais, o seu nome pode representala en certa parte, xa que é unha persoa que pasou por moitas penurias, mais tamén é a muller máis forte que coñezo.

Lola naceu o 7 de outubro de 1932, nunha pequena aldea chamada Esteiro, pertencente ao Concello de Muros e situada na provincia da Coruña. Concretamente, criouse no alto da aldea, nunha zona coñecida como Trión.

Foto panorámica de Esteiro.

É filla de José e de Josefa, ambos nados no ano 1906 e pais de dúas fillas e un fillo en común. Era unha familia humilde e traballadora, tiñan os recursos xustos e necesarios para vivir. En canto a José, traballaba nun barco mercante, “Meu pai era moi intelixente, soamente puido ir á escola 8 meses e aprendeu moito. Ademais, tiña un dicionario na casa, era autodidacta; de feito o Mestre chamou ao seu pai, Alejandro (avó de Lola) e díxolle: “seu fillo é moi listo, venda unha terra e mándeo a estudar a Santiago”, mais neses tempos non se lle daba tanta importancia á educación e non o fixo.” relata Lola. Por outa banda, Josefa era analfabeta, non sabía ler nin escribir e dedicábase ás tarefas do fogar, como era habitual nas mulleres da época.

O núcleo familiar eran eles tres, e vivían os tres solos nunha casiña moi vella e pequena. En canto á relación no fogar, Lola lembra tristemente como a súa nai lle propiciaba malleiras cando non cumpría as súas expectativas ou tiña algunha conduta que non consideraba axeitada. Porén, co seu pai levábase moi ben, mais víao 20 días ao ano debido a estar embarcado. Entre os pais había boa convivencia e nunca se deu maltrato entre eles, se non que viviron tranquilos. En canto á lingua, comunicábanse en galego, e de feito non sabían falar o castelán.

No ano 1936 (cando Lola tiña 4 anos) estala a Guerra Civil, momento no que José se atopaba traballando no mercante, concretamente en Valencia. El era de esquerdas, o que lle implicou loitar e ver como morrían moitos dos seus amigos. Mentres tanto, en Esteiro, Lola e Josefa non tiñan cartos, recorda que foi unha época moi dura na que tiveron de que comer grazas aos pais de José (Dolores e Alejandro), que tiñan vacas e un terreo no que traballaban distintos alimentos. Lola di que tivo moita sorte porque non pasaron fame a pesar de ser unha situación moi complicada. Elas axudábanlles a traballar os terreos e coidar aos animais.

Recorda que a esa idade, sobre os catro ou cinco anos xa saía a xogar á calle coas amigas a un campo que estaba preto da casa. Comenta que era seguro, non había asfalto e pasaban moi poucos coches, “nin tan sequera había bicicletas” e ademais era unha aldea pequena.

No ano 1938, aos seis anos de idade, realiza a primeira comuñón, algo obrigatorio na época e un feito moi importante. Ademais, nese ano comeza a escolarización de Lola.

Falando da escolarización, Lola foi a una escola pública con carácter relixioso debido ao contexto franquista no que se situaba, había que rezar nada mais entrar e mais cantar “cara el sol”. Na zona había dúas escolas para mulleres e unha grande para homes, porén, non recorda cantas rapazas eran na clase. Antes da entrada na escola Lola era analfabeta, non sabía ler nin escribir, mais, o que máis lle gustaban eran as contas de matemáticas. En canto ao descanso, tiñan un recreo no cal o seu grupo de amigas se situaba nun camiño que facía un oco ancho onde as rapazas xogaban a xogos como á mariola ou á corda. Para Lola é un bo recordo pensar nas súas amigas, compartían comida que cada unha tiña na casa, por exemplo, unha amiga que lle tiña moito agarimo adoitaba levarlle castañas e ela levaba laranxas. Por outra banda, os malos recordos tamén teñen un gran peso debido á época na que viviu a escolarización (o réxime franquista). As mestras eran moi estritas e impoñían duros castigos, como pode ser pegar ás alumnas cunha regra nas mans ou mandalas poñerse de xeonllos na area con libros nas mans. Ademais, era obrigatorio falar en castelán, mais as rapazas “chapurreábano” porque non era a súa lingua materna; isto facía que o clima da aula foso bastante hostil e amedrentado.

Un ano despois, no 1939, remata a Guerra Civil. Desgraciadamente, mandaron a José e aos compañeiros do seu bando a un campo de concentración en Valencia debido a ser do bando contrario. Un tenente díxolle que cunha carta de boa conducta redactada por un membro da Igrexa podería ser salvado, (a Igrexa tiña unha influencia moi forte naquel entón) co cal José púxose en contacto coa súa irmán Manuela (madriña de Lola) e díxolle o que estaba a ocorrer. Manuela foi correndo a xunta o cura do pobo, co cal a familia tiña moi boa relación, e deseguida lle relatou e enviou a carta de boa conduta ao campo de concentración. O día que dispoñían a matar  José, estaba a piques de entrar na fila onde lles disparaban cando de súpeto recibiron a carta de boa conduta. Tivo a gran sorte de que chegase xusto a tempo e escapar da morte ese día. Por outro lado, quen non tivo a sorte de escapar da morte ese mesmo ano foi a nai de Josefa, avoa de Lola e coa que non tivo moita relación. En canto ao avó, non o chegou a coñecer xa que morreu moi xoven.

Cando José volve á casa conciben a segunda filla, quen nacería en febreiro de 1940. A posguerra foi unha das peores etapas das súas vidas, Lola recorda de ter sido un momento de pobreza máxima, onde os recursos eran extremadamente limitados. A forma de subsidio era grazas ao campo, onde cultivaban o necesario para a alimentación. A dieta estivo sempre baseada en froitas e verduras da casa, o leite tamén era natural da vaca; porén, o que precisaban mercar era o aceite, a fariña de trigo e mais o arroz. Malia isto, durante a posguerra non era posible comprar aceite xa que era moi caro. Durante este período era complicado volver ao mercante e José comezou a traballar de canteiro con dous velliños facendo casas de pedra. Ademais, ía a pescar cunha cana e traía peixe á casa (non se frixía pola falta de aceite, cocíase). Mais adiante podería volver ao mercante.

Cando Lola tiña 7 anos naceu a súa irmá pequena, Esperanza. Debido a isto Lola tivo que deixar de ir á escola xa que tiña que facerse cargo da pequena. Lembra como a mestra lle berraba por faltar tanto, mais Lola poñíase triste porque ela non tiña culpa, quería ir mais non podía. É por isto polo que ten moi vagos recordos sobre a súa escolarización, “eu nunca fun nena” di Lola. Mentres ela coidaba de Esperanza, súa nai tiña que facer diferentes recados, como ir a por millo para facer pan de boroa, ir a por patacas, a limpar a roupa ao río…

Lola e Esperanza de pequenas.

Por outra banda, Dolores nunca tivo xoguetes ademais dunha bonequiña de trapo que le fixo súa nai. Os xogos que recorda con máis entusiasmo son o churro, o circo, a corda e a nada (onde brincaban uns por riba dos outros).

No ano 1944, cando Lola tiña 12 anos, remata a escola e mudan de casa para o baixo do pobo, Xantoque, e ás aforas deste, deixando a casa anterior abandonada. Esta casa foise construíndo pouco a pouca a medida que José ía gañando cartos, mais ao principio era moi pequena. Soamente tiña unha cociña e un cuarto, no que durmían as irmás e a nai xuntas. Cando o pai viña a casa as irmás durmían na cociña nun colchón de follas de millo. Pouco a pouco foise ampliando a casa e construindo máis cuartos.

En outubro do ano 1949 nace Pepe, o irmán pequeno de Lola, ao cal lle leva 17 anos. Neste mesmo ano, Lola comezou a ir a clases particulares nocturnas, onde aprendería a ler e escribir ben (xa que non puidera facelo debido a ir moi pouco á escola). Eran tres os que ían a esas clases dunha hora, durante apenas uns meses. Así mesmo, aos 17 anos de idade Lola coñece a Pablo, quen sería seu futuro marido.

Lola coa súa casa de fondo.

No que respecta a súa mocidade, os martes, xoves e sábados facían unha foliada onde os vellos tocaban as pandeiretas e cantaban e os mozos bailaban. Realizábanse en calquera casa na que houbera un pouco de espazo e tamén había moitos gaiteiros. Lola di que nos seus tempos estaban moi unidas a xeración vella coa nova e que había unha cultura de axuda mutua entre veciños, cousa que se foi perdendo cos anos. Cando había festa no pobo as bandas ían tocando pola rúa; mais adiante comezaron as orquestras e recorda como ían bailando xa polo camiño á festa. Estas eran pola tarde e ás 12 ou 12:30 da noite remataban. Outro pasatempo era xogar á corda, as vellas daban e as rapazas brincaban. Ademais, os domingos ían pasear ata o centro do pobo.

Lola nos seus tempos mozos.

Pablo, o mozo de Lola ten catro anos máis ca ela e comezou a mili aos 18 anos, estivo tres anos e cando volveu, aos 21, coñeceuna. Lembra o día que o coñeceu, el ía na bicicleta de camiño a facer a compra pero estaba aprendendo a montar, pediulle axuda a Lola para subir e marchou. Dende ese día sempre se vían e andaban xuntos.

Posteriormente, Pablo comezou a traballar nun barco mercante e mentres Lola coidaba aos animais, tiña conta do terreo e coidaba a horta. Ademais, traballou nunha fábrica de peixe antes de casar mais Pablo pideulle que o deixara porque cando lle coincidía que estaba traballando nun porto preto (por exemplo Vigo) quería estar con ela.

Lola e Pablo de mozos.

No ano 1955 Lola mais Pablo casan, mais non é ata tres anos despois cando teñen a primeira filla, Mº Josefa. Seguían a vivir en Xantoque, xunto a Esperanza, Pepe, José e Josefa. No ano 1961 ocorreu unha desgracia, o feito máis traumático e duro de toda a vida de Dolores; morreu a súa filla con soamente tres anos de idade atropelada por un automóbil. A rapaza estaba a pasear da man de Pepe cando el tiña 16 anos, mais nun momento dado escapóuselle coa desgracia de que pasou un coche nese mesmo intre. Lola segue a chorar cada vez que pensa que ten un anxiño coidando dela no ceo, asume que non tivo nin terá nunca unha dor semellante porque esta non existe. Dende ese día Lola non é capaz de durmir pracidamente. Ademais, recórdaa á perfección, dicía que era moi alegre, pilla e guapa; á xente do pobo chamáballe a atención a forma de ser mais o bonita que era.

Dous anos despois do falecemento de Mº Josefa nace a segunda filla, a quen decide chamar igual. Lola adícase a coidar á filla e ás labores do fogar. No ano 1965 nace o terceiro fillo, Pablo L. Neste momento Pablo decide abandonar o mercante para poder estar máis na casa e pasou a ser un mariñeiro de baixura. Ao principio navegaba cunha jamela pequena de seu pai para pescar e vender o peixe, cando puido comprou un barco pequeno de motor para andar ao marisco.

Lola con Pablo L. e Mª Josefa.

No ano 1970 nace Violeta, a pequena dos catro fillos. A familia de Lola foi a que rematou por quedar coa casa de Xantoque xa que era a irmá máis vella. Pepe marchou aos EEUU coa súa muller e Esperanza quedou preñada e marchou a Muros a casar con Tomás.

Lola destaca que a súa nai sempre foi máis dura con ela que ca cos outros irmáns xa que os tempos comezaban a cambiar, recorda que con Esperanza era moito máis permisiva e dáballe máis liberdade, a pesar de ser Lola a que se encargaba de traballar na casa.

No ano 1983 morre José por un cancro de pulmón xa que fora unha persoa fumadora e oito anos despois falece Josefa con 85 anos.

Pablo L. tivo unha filla moi xoven, no ano 1986, motivo polo cal deixou os estudos e casou, marchando a vivir a Muros; Olaia, esta sería a primeira neta de Lola e Pablo. Posteriormente, un ano despois, Mº Josefa casou e tivo un fillo, Aarón. Posteriormente marcharían a vivir á Coruña. Finalmente, Violeta tamén casa e no ano 1994 ten a súa primeira filla, Sabela.

Familia de Lola diante da súa casa.

Lola mais Pablo viviron ben ata que en xaneiro do 1995 Lola vai ao hospital a acompañar a Violeta á revisión de Sabela, mentres Violeta aparcaba súa nai foi indo cara a sala de espera coa bebé en brazos, cando de súpeto lle da un mareo, momento no que lle pide a unha señora que lle aguante da nena, e rematou nun desmaio. O que lle ocorreu foi que lle deu un infarto grave e que, de non ser por estar no hospital non o podería chegar a contar.

No ano 2001 nace a segunda filla de Violeta, Ana, mais un ano despois divórciase do marido e marchan as tres a vivir á Coruña, quedando Lola e Pablo solos na casa.

Posteriormente, o día 14 de maio do ano 2005, ingresaron no hospital a Lola debido a un cancro de colon, onde pasaría máis dun mes hospitalizada. O día seguinte, o 15 de maio do 2005 falece o seu marido Pablo por un cancro de próstata. Este foi un momento moi duro para Lola xa que non puido despedirse do seu marido, nin tampouco asistir ao  enterro. Ademais estaba moi débil e non puido rematar de levar a quimio xa que quedara sen apenas defensas e non tiña forzas.

Foi a partir de aquí cando Lola marchou para A Coruña a vivir con Violeta e  as súas fillas, con quenes pasaría dez anos. A Lola déronlle tres infartos máis pero foi capaz de superalos todos. Estivo uns anos vivindo sola mais dende o 2023 vive de novo con Violeta.

Lola mais Ana o día da Nai.

Finalmente, colle resaltar que Lola é unha fiel defensora da lingua galega e sempre o foi. Non entende porque a xente na cidade fala castelán e miran por riba do ombreiro a aqueles que falan galego coma se fosen uns “paletos”; coida que é a nosa lingua e que se non a falamos vai morrer, sendo esta o máis fermoso de Galiza. “Temos que loitar pola nosa lingua, non nos podemos averghoñar do que nos representa”.

Por todo o relatado, pese á dura infacia de pobreza na guerra, pese á carencia dunha educación de calidade, pese ao maltrato físico e psicolóxico exercido pola súa nai, malia sufrir a morte dunha filla, tras pasar o Covid19 e malia todas as enfermidades sufridas,  Lola continúa preparada para aguantar o que veña cos seus 90 anos. Aínda que non fose moito á escola, “sabe máis o demo por vello que por demo” e este demo sabe moito da vida, ademais de ter uns valores admirables considerando a época na que foi criada. Oxalá ter a oportunidade de escoitar máis relatos mentres bailamos Dolores se llamaba Lola.

Dolores agora.