#Ler!Puppet

[coy-lee]

I can absolutely see the Puppet doing her jumpscare and latching on like a slap bracelet.

[idkmanwtfishumanityanymore]

at first only Earth is trusted with tkling them, but after a while, they grow more comfortable with tkls, and let more of the celestial family (and a few of the family friends) Tkl them.

List of which characters are trusted to tkl in order of who was trusted first:

Earth (since she’s the therapist who would start the whole ordeal)

FC (The little menace Fox randomly pounces on them one day while they’re playing together (bc ofc they would play together) and wrecks their shit, which they’re surprisingly okay with.)

Foxy

Jack (Oddly enough, they trust Jack a lot more than you’d think, and absolutely would let him tkl them)

Lunar

Puppet

Monty (The only reason it happens at all is bc Monty wanted to annoy them, but they were fond of it instead, and the Gator just decided “fuck it” and tkls them randomly, especially to “tame” them temporarily if they’re being feral.)

Gemini/Pollux and Castor (Pollux is curious after hearing Castor mention in passing that Bloody seems to like tkls (bc he’s always watching =3) So she tried it out herself and much to her delight, they melted into the affection <3

Moon

Eclipse

Sun (It takes a LOOOONG time to trust Sunny enough, because he’s the one who killed them- it was a moment of desperation, Bloody had a really bad Lee!mood and everyone else they trusted was busy, so they begrudgingly asked (pestered him into retaliating) for tkls, and were dumbfounded by how gentle he is, the poor babies actually cried a little (which made Sun panic bc he thought he did something wrong, he didn’t, they’re just shocked that the person who killed them is willing to be so gentle with them

Forky will likely never be trusted with tkls, because this will probably take place After the 14th’s atrocity- if it doesn’t, they’ll still be too scared of Forky because of the threat. Even if the 14th has already passed (in universe)

I added Tags to this bc yes.

Y’all.

Y’ALL.

when I tell you, this, gave me a HUGE FUCKING LER!MOOD.

I had to pace around my house for like, 30 minutes before I could continue watching the video.

THAT LAUGH???? ITS JUST SO. I’VE NEVER HEARD, A LAUGH LIKE THAT, COME FROM THEM, AND I’M. *UnderTale death sound*

I need to wreck these little bastards. They need to be thoroughly tkl’d into soup and incapable of coming up with a single coherent thought. The fact that no one (in the community) has said anything about this is a crime /j /lh

[stariez-artz]

I haven’t posted My Friendly Neighborhood in a while soooooooo

Silly puppets + tkls

[bigdreamerpeach]

can you write where Gordon said he has no tickle spot as he didn't admit he was the most ticklish man, this is where the puppets go tickle attack on Gordon? (MFN)

Yayyyyy!!!

More MFN tickles

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Humans are funny

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Now there

Where Gordon being friends with the puppets they want to play with him ans show him anything

Norman show him his fav. Sport, Lenard show him his little Shop he has , junebug playing Cheerleader with him , Liliana show all her fav. Dress and George just talking with him

Gordon was now a Part of their family and one of their friend

This day they want to learn more about his Job. They all sitting around him and listen to him. They love ot when gordon tells them stories or more about his Job

" Sounds really cool Gordon."

" Yeah ! Sound interressting Gordon."

" hehehhee thanks guys , i like it when people listening to me. "

Gordon keeps talking with the puppets

Junebug then walks to him and poke him, she only want ask him something but he twitch

" you okay?? Did i hurt you??"

' No no no, i'm okay Junebug."

The other puppet looking at him. They never see him like this , so nervous. The other puppet are came over him. Gordon getting more nervous as before because all looking st him

" we never see you like this Gordon, you Sure you okay ?"

" Yeah Yeah, i'm fine guys ."

The other puppets starts poking as well Junegub did. Lenard is hin his belly , Norman his sides, junebug on his ribs . Liliana and George watching this scene.

Gordon try to hold his laugjter but After a few seconds

" AAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH!!!! NO NO NO NO!!! STOP STOP STOOHOHOOP!!! GUYS PLEASE!!! EEEEEEEE!!!!".

The puppets find this funny , Gordon was now a little , laughing Ball. his cheeks are red from laughing

" i never knew this he is ticklish like this."

" me too Lenny , its funny how he twitching around."

After a while they stops tickling him.and letting him breath. Poor Gordon now they now jow ticklish he really it and this was not the last one they tickles him

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There we go !!!!

Sorry for that this story is short but i hope ypu like it ^^

Have fun

[ask-the-sock-ler]

Happy Halloween everyone just spending some time with my festive friend pumpkin-Ler 

[kanene-yaaay]

How, and I repeat, HOW am I supposed to just go on with my day as if I didn't just read the most ADORABLY ADORABLE fic to ever exist!!! Such a masterpiece full of sweetness and cuteness, my heart is meeeelting ♡♡♡

Are you doing the prompt list for welcome home? If so how about 8 and 20 with lee Wally and Ler Eddie?

"Well, someones grouchy!" Eddie hummed, hands resting on his hips as he looked down at the smaller puppet he'd come across during his rounds sitting cross-legged on the grass. Paint palette and brushes throw aside in a huff and a paint-splattered canvas before him. Wally huffed, crossing his arms across his chest, the yellow puppet avoiding Eddie's gaze. "I am not grouchy." He muttered in his usual cool tone. "Im just...frustrated." The mailman cocked a brow "Oh, so that's why you're sittin' here pouting like a little kid who just got told he couldn't have ice cream for dinner." Wally sent a glare his way. "I am not pouting!" he huffed while pouting. Eddie simply shook his head fondly as he crouched down more to the smaller puppet's height. "Well, what got you so grouchy in the first place huh?" "Im not-!" Wally sighed, shoulders slumping as he gestured vaguely to the canvas in front of him "I just...I just can't get it to look right! I've been at it all morning and nothing I do seems to help it." Eddie's gaze softened as he looked down at the blue-haired painter. "Aw Walls, I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually. You're a great painter! Everyone has off days sometimes!" The yellow puppet said nothing, simply looking towards the ground with a frown that could rival Franks, arms crossed. Eddies' face twisted into a worried frown before his lips curled upwards mischievously. He couldn't let his dear friend go about looking so sad! It just wouldn't do. "Aww. c'mon" He cooed, voice taking on a teasing tilt as he reached out with a large finger to gently poke and prod at Wally's exposed side. "Smile!" The reaction was immediate, the dejected frown on the puppet's face quickly began to curl up into his signature grin, though he tried his best to fight it. Squirming about and making blind attempts to push at Eddie's poking fingers. "H-Hehey! Cut that out!" "No can do friend!" Eddie chirped, grinning widely. "Can't stop till we find that smile of yours! Now I know it's in here somewhere..." The mailman trailed off as he now used both hands to poke and prod and wiggle his fingers into any spot he could reach, all the while Wally fought against the laughter bubbling up in his chest, taking to curling up on the ground in an attempt to shield himself from his friend's playful attack. "Come on, where is that smile? I know it's in here somewhere! Is it here? Orrrr here? Or maybe it's...here!" The puppet found an opening to shove his wiggling fingers underneath the yellow-skinned painter's arms.

The reaction was instant, the smaller puppet immediately clamped both his arms down tight to his side, a wide smile finally taking over his face and he squealed and burst into wild giggly laughter. Eddie cheered. "Haha! There it is! I knew we'd find it!" Wally snorted softly as he frantically kicked out his legs, rolling back and forth on the ground lost in his mirth. His cheeks aching from how wide his smile has become.

"N-Nohohohoho! Eddie! C-Cut it out!" "Hm? Cut what out Walls? I'm not doing anything! You're the ones who got my hands all trapped! " to prove his point he wiggled his fingers slightly causing Wally to let out a giggly squeak. "I am really happy to see you smiling again! I much prefer this happy Wally over that grouchy Wally! Wouldn't you agree?" "Eddiehehehe!" "That's my name giggles!" If the painter's face could get any redder it certainly did, after a few more moments of squirming around lost in laughter Wally finally threw in the towel. "Okay! Okayheheh! I-hehe! I gihihihive!" "You feeling better?" Eddie hummed, giving the puppet's side a gentle tweak causing him to squeak. "Yehehes! I do!" "Great!" The mailman chirped, instantly pulling his hands away and leaving poor Wally as a curled-up ball of giggles, after a moment the puppet uncurled himself and sat up red-faced and disheveled. And, most importantly, with a big smile on his face. Eddie beamed. "There! See! I knew we'd find that smile of yours!" Wally let out a low groan, covering his red face with his hands though he still smiled past his fingers. "Did you have to go about it like...that?" "It worked didn't it?" Wally peeked past his fingers to look at his still discarded canvas, and though he would never admit it, he was feeling a lot better. And a lot more inspired. "Yeah..." He gave Eddie a more genuine smile "It did."

[everettswritings]

Hi! :) II read your fics but when I tried to reach you out for a fic, your requests were closed, so I've been thinking of a fic of Lee! Pure vanilla cookie and ler! Shadow milk cookie. Can you do this fic? TYSM!

Hello! I can gladly do just that. Also, beware of the spoilers for Beast Yeast episode 7! (Kink/NSFW accounts DNI!)

Atop the Spire of Deceit, Pure Vanilla Cookie was at his knees on the floor. His whole life had been just a lie? He was nothing more than a puppet to Shadow Milk Cookie? That can’t be right! Unfortunately, though, it was and it was hard to understand let alone process. The jester laughed to himself, finding a twinge of amusement in what was tragedy for his opposite.

“Oh, lighten up, ‘Nilla!” He said, getting down to the other cookie’s level, “Everything about this world is nothing more than an elaborate web of lies! What’s so different about this one, hm?”. Pure Vanilla Cookie put his face in his hands, sinking further onto the cold tile floor. Shadow Milk Cookie scoffed, but their gaze had the tiniest sliver of sympathy, “Seriously? THAT’S all I get outta you!? Come on, you’re acting like a child!” They joined Pure Vanilla Cookie on the floor “Yeah, it hurts, big whoop! But that’s reality for ya, my boy! Cookies lie, cookies destroy, they’re apathetic, they’re lazy, they zip up shut when you ask them to do better, that’s reality.”. That wasn’t getting anywhere, either. Sure, the Beast was right about that, the world would always be packed with cookies that made it no better, but is it always good to think about? Should one really let themselves get caught up in that “elaborate web of lies”?

There was a beat of silence, spare a couple irritated noises from Shadow Milk Cookie. Seriously! Where’s the drama? Where’s the big, explosive reaction? Miseries and tragedies are by far the least comedic genres! All he saw whenever he looked back at the little hero was just… nothing. But also, maybe sometime locked deep away in distant memories, Shadow Milk Cookie felt the same way once upon a time. Even when he was the Fount of Knowledge, it wasn’t easy; cookies turned away from him to believe their little lies, they would even tell those lies to his face, and at one point it felt like his whole existence was a lie. Oh, curse you, emotions! Always getting in the way of the funnies! The jester stood up once more and started to nudge at Pure Vanilla Cookie with his foot, like when you try to move a stubborn house pet out of the way.

“Come on! Do something!” They jeered, continuing with nudging. Finally… there was something! Pure Vanilla Cookie let out a small laugh and reflexively tried to move away. Shadow Milk Cookie found themself grinning again “Oh? What’s so funny, my boy?”, nudge, nudge. Pure Vanilla Cookie laughed again and actually moved. They continued this little game of cat and mouse for a minute, at least it was something!

“Stop it.” Pure Vanilla Cookie finally said, his voice just the tiniest bit lighter, “I’m not in the mood.”. “Not in the mood for what?” Shadow Milk Cookie asked, getting back down on the floor, “Don’t tell me that tickled!”. The beast could see Pure Vanilla Cookie tensing up a little bit and grinned, this was about to get far more fun! “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna play too rough!” He giggled, pouncing on the other cookie and immediately scribbling all over his sides. Pure Vanilla Cookie was caught off guard; “Pa- Phahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Hahaha- s-stop! Quit it!” He laughed, trying to move away from his adversary(to no success). “Maybe not the exact reaction I wanted, but I’ll take what I can get!” The jester sung as Pure Vanilla Cookie kept laughing, “Don’t- hahahaha! Hahahahaha!” He tried to protest “Hahahaha! Hahaha!” He gave up pretty shortly, he was already overcome by the giggles. Shadow Milk Cookie’s grin turned up even wider and started shifting between spots, finding a nice path to travel; first he would climb all the way up Mount Tummy, go through the Great Rib Maze, explore Cave Armpits, and then slide all the way back down to the Side Foothills to start again! It was a game in a way, one that was fun for him but not for Pure Vanilla Cookie. Oh, and of course he had to announce every move!

“Look out, avalanche!” The jester exclaimed, dragging their nimble fingers all the way back down to Pure Vanilla Cookie’s sides. The hero’s voice cracked uncharacteristically, “HahahaHAHAHAA!”, it sounded like a bird that just got the wind knocked out of it. “Ugh, lost again! Maybe I need to retrace my steps?” They said, tracing through the path they had already gone over in the maze. Pure Vanilla Cookie felt like he was losing it! He was wheezing, his voice kept cracking, and this was the hardest he had ever laughed in years! Though, funnily enough, it actually didn’t feel that bad. Sure, his lungs were burning higher than a volcano and his throat was beginning to feel a little dry, but for once he couldn’t think of anything- much less the world-shattering revelation from earlier. Even still, it’s not like he could get much of a word in right now. Shadow Milk Cookie’s hands finally paused, “Aw, don’t tell me you’re already done playing! You look like you’re about to start crying.” They pouted. Pure Vanilla Cookie nodded. “Okay, okay! I’m not going to give you such an undignified end… yet.” They finally got off and let Pure Vanilla Cookie breathe, which he gratefully did.

“Y’know, I may be evil, but I’m not ALL that bad!” Shadow Milk Cookie said after letting the old man catch his breath, of course, “Sure, all of your life was a lie that I constructed… but I didn’t completely ruin it. I let you have some laughs like what I just demonstrated, didn’t I?”. Pure Vanilla Cookie shook his head, but honestly that reminder didn’t hurt as much as it would’ve earlier, a part of his newfound truth felt lighter- like it had really set him free. Besides, that little spark of sympathy didn’t go unnoticed! Truth and deceit are two sides of the same coin, but honestly they weren’t really so different- just not in the way one would think. It isn’t just because one can’t exist without the other, but also because together they were knowledge.

And that’s the end! Thanks for the request and thanks for reading. I seriously needed something like this after yesterday, if you know you know. Have a good one and please stay safe 🫶

[featherlight-touches]

Requests open? 👀

How about some lee Wanderer and ler Nahida? Just some mother-son bonding fluff 😌😌😌

aaah! thank you for your request! I did try my best with these two but I feel I need to work on their characters a bit more. But I appreciate the opportunity to try writing for them! Here you go, a short and sweet one shot. I hope you enjoy!

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Nahida and Wanderer sat together beneath the lush, verdant canopy of a towering tree in the heart of Sumeru. The sunlight filtered down through the swaying leaves, casting a warm, golden glow over the pair as they enjoyed a rare moment of peace.

She often sat with Wanderer on his free days from the Akademiya as a chance for them to catch up and see how his studies are getting along. However, today seemed different. 

“Is there something on your mind?” Nahida commented to the anemo user. She couldn't help but notice a distant, distracted look in Wanderer's eyes and her gentle curiosity was piqued. “You seem to be unusually quiet today.”

Wanderer seemed to sigh at her concern, his eyes looking out towards the trees aimlessly. “Why do you always assume something is wrong just because I’m not talking?”

“Well, normally during our get togethers, you will tell me about your studies. But you have barely said a word today.”

“There’s nothing to report,” Wanderer dismissed, not coldly but with enough bite to let Nahida know what kind of mood she was dealing with.

“You do remember that you can talk to me about anything that troubles you, yes?” Nahida reminded gently, placing a comforting hand upon his knee in a kind gesture. However, Wanderer seemed to be unsure about the contact and removed his knee from her touch.

He then sighed. “Yes.”

Nahida gave a disappointed glance at his stubbornness. After all this time, he still wasn’t at a comfortable level to be open with her about things. It’s clear to her that he still only saw himself as someone in her debt and not someone who can be seen as a friend.

She looked to his face, noting his unreadable expression. It was clear he was thinking about something intently, focusing on something that only he knew about. Nahida was curious, but not enough to break her promise to him. She would never read his mind without his consent.

However, there could be other ways for her to lift his spirits, even if just a little. Her eyes scanned the grass around them, searching her surroundings for something specific.

A mischievous glint entered her eyes when she found a slender blade of grass swaying gently in the warm breeze. As she reached out, delicately plucking the verdant stalk and twirling it between her fingers, she leaned in close to Wanderer, and with a featherlight touch, tenderly brushed the grass against the shell of his ear.

The ticklish sensation caused him to start in surprise, his pensive expression dissolving into one of bewilderment as he turned to face Nahida, who greeted him with a sickeningly sweet smile, one that could only belong to her.

“Really?” Wanderer asked, his voice dripping with annoyance at her childish antics.

“I thought maybe I could get you to smile a little,” she responded cheerfully. Wanderer hunched his shoulder to itch the tickly feeling from his ear, his eyes narrowed in lack of amusement.

“If you do that, you’re not getting it. That’s just annoying.”

“Hm. Well, are you ticklish anywhere else?” Nahida then asked, taking him by surprise.  

“Where, under all that divinity, do you get the sheer audacity to ask such a question?”

“Oh, come now, you act as if that’s not a completely normal thing to ask,” Nahida giggled, seemingly very amused by his question.

“It isn’t normal to ask a puppet if they’re ticklish. Besides, the answer is no.”

“I don’t believe you,” she declared with a tone of mischief, one that she knew would always etch a sense of fear of uncertainty within him.

“Suit yourself- Ack!” He startled again once he felt a small pinch to his side, and then another, and another. “Stop that!”

“Why? Does it tickle?”

“I …” He then groans with a slight tint of embarrassment forming across his cheeks, glaring his eyes to the trees before them, almost as if he wanted to avoid showing anger towards the Archon.

“Just admit it and maybe I will stop.” She tried, using her index finger to continue to poke against his side. She could tell his composure was slowly faltering by the way he started to jolt when her finger travelled higher to his ribs.  

He looks down and makes a huff sound which sounds awfully like a laugh in Nahida’s opinion. “You sure have a funny way of- wait! Lesser Lord Kusanali! N-Not there!” Nahida’s fingers dug into his upper ribs which finally got the results she wanted.

The usually stoic and moody Wanderer had finally broken down into laughter. It was different than his usual menacing chuckles, more genuine and happier. It suited him, Nahida decided.

“You should laugh and smile more,” she said over his ticklish laughter, continuing her playful assault. “You’ll make more friends that way.”

“Enough already!” his laughter started to sound more frantic the higher she travelled up and it resulted in him keeping his arms down by his sides to stop her. “I get it! Would you please just stop?”

“I will stop, but only if you promise to be more open and let the people who care about you help you through your troubles.”

“That’s asking an awful lot- AHAHA! OK! Fine!” he lets out one final laugh and once Nahida ceases her tickling with that mischievous giggle of hers, he finally relaxes, although taking extra measures and scooting away from her slightly.  

“Good, because I will be making sure,” Nahida smiled warmly, a warmth that always perplexed him judging by his expression. Nahida could tell that he was not used to it but was determined to slowly ease him into feeling the true bonds of family and friendship.

“Who knew that the Archon of wisdom could be so cruel.”

But his smile was something that Nahida achieved that day, and for that, she was happy.

[stariez-artz]

Comfort hugs? Boring. Comfort tk hugs?

YAAAAAAAAAAAS

(not a ship)

[hearted-anon]

Hii, I really liked day 7 of tickletober ( it’s my favorite so far) do you think you can make a part 2 please :)

Tickletober Day 14: Rough

Words: 1107

Note: :)

T/w: Pinning, tickles are self explanatory

Lee: Jisung

Ler: Hyunjin

“No no! Hyunjin please don’t do this to your dear dongsaeng!” Jisung whined, pulling at Hyunjin’s sleeves uselessly as he tugged him along like a puppet on a string, trying to prevent the inevitable from happening. The younger had accidentally made a move too many and annoyed Hyunjin to his wits ends, and finally having had enough, he had stuck to his beloved promise that he made not so long ago last week, beginning to bring the dreaded painting of Jisung absolutely cackling his head off and trying to hang it up into their dorm living room.

Hyunjin remained silent the entire time, simply letting himself feel like a parent of a puppy for the time being, it reminded him of kkami after all, if he was more clingy, more human like, more loving, more whiny, more like a quokka of course. But turning to get some nails to finally complete his part of the promise, he saw the glimmer of absolute begging in Jisung’s eyes, and even a little hint of shame knowing that it was going to be his face up on the wall for everyone to see, his face for everyone to probably poke fun at and tease him about. Being the empathetic artist he was, Hyunjin almost instantly changed his mind, reluctantly turning back to his room with a grateful quokka tagging along.

“I knew I could count on you hyung! I’ll do anything to make it up to you!” Jisung cheered in a seemingly harmless way, but it began to make the gears in Hyunjin’s head turn at the word ‘anything’. Anything? That was a terribly dangerous bet to the older, making him raise an eyebrow in an almost cunning way. Something about the artist’s sudden predatory gaze sent a shiver down Jisung’s spine, just what exactly was he planning to make poor Jisung do? Backflips around the perimeter of his room? Help him make food? But he wouldn’t hear the end of Chan if he managed that, and it was probably for Hyunjin’s amusement anyway. With a gulp, he timidly entered the ferret’s den, shrinking under his gaze.

“Anything, you say? That’s a dangerous game you’re playing there, Ji, might even be treading on some dangerous waters..” Hyunjin giggles in an almost sing-song tone, one that was so sappy that it might’ve convinced Jisung that the older finally got possessed by something, or someone. Without another word, Jisung absolutely screamed like a little high school girl when Hyunjin lifted him up back into the soft comfort of the ferret’s bed, before his hands were pinned high above his head with one long arm that was long enough to even manage to touch the head board; Han swore he was getting to asking for the milk routine eventually.

“Hehehey..I-I dohon’t like where this is goho- HYUNG!” Jisung giggled anxiously when he saw wiggling fingers beginning to approach him, but felt rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch. Even when thoughts screamed in his head telling him to turn right around and bolt out of the room, he nonetheless was caught eventually, completely frozen to the spot with anticipation and anxiety. Hyunjin simply chuckled with a smile, poking the younger like he was made of dough and kneading his tummy softly. Jisung immediately burst into giggles, hands quivering as he tried to protect his poor stomach from the onslaught of tickles with his hands now released.

“Hmph, it’s what I want, and you said anything… It won’t be long till I’m done with you anyway~” Hyunjin’s cryptic messages were beginning to mess with Jisung’s mind, making him feel like mush as he squirmed on the bed. Suddenly, he felt the once gentle fingers suddenly shoved themselves up into his underarms, pulling a surprised shriek from below Hyunjin. Cackling from the change to more rough sensations, no matter how much he tried to pull away from the torturous nails that were scribbling everywhere over the smooth hollows of his armpits, he could barely move an inch, practically screaming when Hyunjin brought him back slowly, only pressing his dreaded nails deeper into the sensitive skin.

“OHOHO GAHAHAD! HYUHUHUNG MERCY PLEHEHEASE!” Jisung squeals, but Hyunjin as usual, pays no mind to the loud and incessant begging, having gotten used to a certain dwaekki continuously whining into his ear. Continuing the ruthless tickling, Hyunjin hums deep in thought, pondering where to go next with his ‘free’ reward, all while the quokka is left no mercy at all, screaming and pounding his fists on the bed in defeat. After awhile of scribbling nails along hollows of Jisung’s underarms, feeling his fingers being squished against them and nearly bursting his eardrums from each loud scream that boomed through his room, Hyunjin let up, only to blow a long raspberry right onto the younger’s belly button.

“AHAHAHA HYUNJIN! P-PLEHEHEASE ANYWHERE BUHUHUT THERE!” Jisung pleaded when another long raspberry was blown onto his side, the sound barely audible over the ace’s hysterics, at least it was obvious that he could hit the high notes now. The moment hands tried to push the artist’s head away, Hyunjin roughly shoves them away, intertwining their fingers together and holding them down firmly against the bed, leaving no room for poor Jisung to squirm. Even when Jisung pulled, tugged or tried to undo the laces between their fingers, nothing worked to dislodge the makeshift restraints on him, not to mention the lips buzzing harshly against his side like there was no tomorrow.

“Hmm…but you promised me anything, don’t tell me you’re backing out now Jisungie?” Hyunjin mumbles against the younger’s stomach, inhaling deeply afterwards which pulls a desperate scream from the quokka before anything even happens. After calming down from his giggle frenzy, the moment he sees Hyunjin’s lips are just so as merely pressed against his bare skin it starts up all over again, thrashing for a mercy that he already got long ago. Smirking, the older finally released Jisung from his grasp, feeling his heart melt when the ace scurried away into a corner to catch his breath; he didn’t approach, knowing that Han needed his own time to recover from the surprise attack.

“C’mere, I didn’t even go that rough, but it’s okay, I’d die too if I were you.” With a giggle, Jisung tiredly crawls back over, snuggling his head into Hyunjin’s lap quietly and melting when a hand ran through his hair. It wasn’t long before they were both snoring obnoxiously loud in the artist’s room, limbs lazily tangled over each other that looked like a whole labyrinth in itself.

At least the painting was saved today…

[ask-the-sock-ler]

In case anyone was wondering this is what my Lorax looks like. He’s much smaller than me and just kinda floats around and bothers  me about the trees I’m cutting down. I wish we could be friends. But business is business I can’t stop just to save a few trees.

[lovelynim]

hello Nim, congrats on 900 followers! may I request a tickle interrogation fic with lee caelus and ler dr. ratio? you probably know why I ask.... if not, anything haikaveh would be cool please!

Hi anon!

I think you're talking about the scene with Dr. Ratio trapping Caelus in the recent update, right? Heheh, guess our mind went the same way...

“WahAHAHAIT!! Eheheh, n-nohoho mohohore!!” Caelus laughed, clenching his hands into fists while the restrains around his wrists kept them tied to the chair’s arms. His attempts of protecting his body from his captor’s ticklish assault were, so far, all fruitless. The only thing he could do was to laugh - and laugh a lot.

With some sort of inhumane precision, those fingers knew exactly where they should strike to send Caelus into a fit of hysteric giggles, effortlessly drawing out more and more of his laughter. “C-cohohohome on!! GihiHIhive me a brehehak!!” Caelus whined through chuckles, scrunching up his shoulders and pressing his eyes shut as if it would make the tickling any more bearable. 

Still, his captor didn’t seem to be convinced and, instead, continued to knead at the soft spot below Caelus’s ribs.

After a couple of minutes that felt like an eternity, the tickling stopped. Caelus let out a loud groan, feeling his cheeks a little sore from smiling for so long. It was only when the sound of his laughter ceased that Caelus could focus on what the man in front of him was saying. Right, he remembered: his captor - Dr. Ratio - was explaining why he was being interrogated in the first place.

“And, therefore, the prime suspect behind Herta’s disappearance is… you”, Dr. Ratio concluded, withdrawing his hands and resting them over Caelus’s arms. “Now, do I need to repeat myself one more time or was this enough to help you remember where you were during the puppet’s disappearance?”

Right, it’s because of that. If anything, Caelus knew he just had to prove that he was innocent and had nothing to do with the puppet going missing, but how was he supposed to do that while strapped to a chair?

The trailblazer sighed, looking away as he tried to clear his thoughts. For some reason, he couldn’t recall most of the details and all the events from earlier that day were a bit blurry inside his head.

“It’s impolite to ignore a person while they are speaking to you,” Dr. Ratio interrupted, placing one hand on Caelus’s shoulder as he looked at him straight in his eyes. “Now, if you’d be so kind as to answer my question and spare us both from wasting any more time in this absurd interrogation, I’d be pleased. Where were you during the puppet’s disappearance?” Dr. Ratio said firmly, narrowing his eyes.

Caelus sighed, looking up to Dr. Ratio’s face. The way this man talked made him feel even more confused, but he knew he had to give him an answer - and do it soon.

[everettswritings]

HELLO! CAN I HAVE LEE!SHADOW MILK AND LER!PURE VANILLA, PLEASE???

(つ･･)つ｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

OMG YES! I watched the teaser for the next update today and I am so unbelievably hyped! This sort of takes place in the next update, but it’s just me doing a bunch of guess work- obviously Pure Vanilla isn’t going to tickle the heck out of Shadow Milk, no matter how badly I want that to happen. (Kink/NSFW accounts DNI!)

Lies… the center of everything in this world, it seemed. Especially to Pure Vanilla Cookie, or rather the truthless recluse he had become. It really broke him when it was revealed that all of his life, every last part of it, was an elaborate lie crafted by Shadow Milk Cookie- who had spent all those years puppeteering him from the shadows, pulling every last string just right to create his best show yet. I mean, how would you feel? What would you think? At that point, could you even think? Would those thoughts be your own?

However, while swallowed in the darkness of deception, there was still a light that Pure Vanilla Cookie could see, glimmering faintly like a dying star. His entire life may have been something crafted by deception incarnate, but it was still life. One of the undeniable truths of life is that it will always find a way; it will always slip through the shackles you lock it into and blossom and grow.

The healer was in front of the beast, standing him down. His eyes were blank and hollow, there was just barely a gleam of life within them.

“Hehehehe! You really are just me with different colors, aren’t you?” Shadow Milk Cookie taunted “Look at you! In shambles and ashamed! The old proverb is true: the bigger they are, the harder they fall!” He moved in, intent on taking the Soul Jam back once and for all. However, whether on reflex or on active thought, Pure Vanilla Cookie moved out of the way. He was silent, though. “Seriously!? Don’t you ever give up? Everything has been a lie, my boy! Does that not kill you inside?!” The beast shouted in frustration, his voice cracking a little, it was as if his act was cracking alongside it. The glimmer of that light in Pure Vanilla Cookie’s mind started to seem a little brighter, as if it were cheering him on. Shadow Milk Cookie swung again, the frustration was growing just like that light, but that darkness could never overpower the light- no darkness can overpower light. Just as he was about to land a blow, he was blinded!

Pure Vanilla Cookie was swallowed and bathed with light, transforming right before the jester’s eyes! He landed on his feet, holding himself with confidence and a newfound air of strength that Shadow Milk Cookie tried to crush.

“It may have, but I overcame that despair.” Pure Vanilla Cookie slammed his staff on the ground and tiny flowers bloomed beneath it, “There will always be both truth and despair in this world, that is what you are right about. However, allowing one to consume the other is what leads to destruction! The two sides of the same coin are together for a reason, otherwise the coin could not be. And that coin is knowledge! The knowledge you swore you preached, but betrayed in favor of deception because it was easier to accept!”. Shadow Milk Cookie’s jaw hung open, his eyes were wide, for a moment he couldn’t put together a sentence. “W-W-WHAT!? You CANNOT be serious! I-It- No! NO, NO, NO!” He refused to accept it, how could this little pest just do that!? The jester’s face burned hotly with anger, “NO! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE MY EYES! YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A PUPPET!” He tried to attack Pure Vanilla Cookie again, blinded by rage, but was stopped when the hero grabbed his hand and pulled him closer into a hug.

“But all the same, I understand why you would buckle under the lies.” He said, his voice suddenly a little softer, “I was just in your shoes and it hurt.” His voice was so deeply laced with empathy. “Wha-? No- huh?” Shadow Milk Cookie was so confused! Where is the anger? Where is the despair that was just there moments ago? He was this close to getting the Soul Jam back! It’s not fair! “However, I can’t say that I’ll let your actions go unpunished. I believe you can be set on the right path once again with a little coaxing, like anyone can.”, Shadow Milk Cookie tensed up as he felt fingers crawling up to his rib cage, “W-What do you think you’re doing?! Stop!” He tried to push Pure Vanilla Cookie away, but it was already too late. Oh, this was even more humiliating! Now he was being tickled by the little pest!

“Hahahahaha! Hahahahehe! Hehehehe! Nohoho!” He struggled meekly, while the healer somehow kept a vice grip. Pure Vanilla Cookie grinned and chuckled softly as his fingers lightly skated over Shadow Milk Cookie’s ribs. “Hehehehe! Hohohahahaha! Stop iiiittttt! Hahaha!” The beast was squirming even more now as he was tickled. It was so gentle, but somehow so effective! He snorted, “Hahahaha! You d-divahahaha!”, “S-Script! Hahahahaha! Ahahaha! Hehehahaha!”, he tried to speak but every word was washed away with waves of laughter.

Pure Vanilla Cookie gently lowered himself and his adversary to the ground, continuing his ticklish assault on him. His hands stayed firmly on his ribs, but would occasionally go up for a little bit to trace the hollows of his armpits, then drag back downwards. “Hahahahaha! Hahaha! Nohohoho! Please!” Shadow Milk Cookie snorted again, his pleas falling onto deaf ears. He found himself leaning against Pure Vanilla Cookie unintentionally, but the healer ceased the opportunity to poke a little more fun at him, “So you know you can be better? Well, definitely don’t be shy now! Let me embrace you!” He pulled the beast closer, one hand was now at his ribs while the other was stationed on his stomach.

Shadow Milk Cookie squeed as he felt the tracing of mindless little patterns on his tummy. When would this torture end?! “Nah! Nahahahaha! Hahahaha!” He laughed louder and louder, the sound echoed throughout the entire spire! His blue face was turning pink as he was at Pure Vanilla Cookie’s mercy, at least he was used to laughing so much, otherwise he’d be completely out of breath by now. He gave up on trying to get away now, resigning to his ticklish fate and continuing to laugh. It was apparent that Pure Vanilla Cookie wouldn’t be releasing him from his punishment anytime soon.

The healer hummed as he tickled Shadow Milk Cookie, noticing the resignation, “Giving up, are we? Tsk, tsk, tsk! Maybe I should tickle you more for that!”. Shadow Milk Cookie’s eyes widened again, but before he could protest the tickling suddenly got a little more intense and Pure Vanilla Cookie’s fingers were moving much faster. “HAHAHAHA! HAHA- HEHEHEHE!” His voice got high pitched as he was laughing way harder, “NO! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” He tried begging for mercy, but it was far too late for any kind of mercy now. Pure Vanilla Cookie shifted the beast in his grasp, laying him horizontally across his kneeling lap.

Uh oh…

The tickling stopped for a moment, and Shadow Milk Cookie knew exactly what that meant. “W-WAIT! Please! No, anything but the-“, he squealed loudly as Pure Vanilla Cookie’s head came down on his stomach, “RASPBERRIEEEEEES! HAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA! HOHOHAHAHAHEEE!”. The squirming started again as he was desperate to get away from the dreaded raspberries. However, that didn’t stop the hero! Pure Vanilla Cookie started to take shorter breaths to blow more raspberries, and he planted them all over Shadow Milk Cookie’s tummy as he laughed like crazy. It didn’t help that his fingers were still digging at his sides and ribs as he held him close. Now the beast was beginning to become breathless!

“S-Stop!” He finally got out and Pure Vanilla Cookie paused the tickling “N-No more! I surrender!” He sighed, wanting to take those words back as soon as they left. The healer finally released the beast, a smug grin on his face, “I’m glad that you do.” He placed a hand on his shoulder “Maybe now we can understand each other, and maybe the coin that we belong to can be whole once again.” The hero spoke hopefully and his tone was kind. Shadow Milk Cookie huffed, almost offended by all the redemption nonsense, but didn’t say anything… for once.

Who knows? Maybe deep down, seriously deep down, the Beast of Deceit yearned to be the Fount of Knowledge once again. It’s hard to say, isn’t it?

End of fic! Okay, I know most people don’t like the thought of the Beasts being redeemed, understandably, but I can’t help it. I find the idea so intriguing, I’d wanna see how they get there. I wouldn’t be mad if they aren’t redeemed, I understand that, it’s just that it’s so compelling to me to think of some kind of redemption arcs for them. I dunno, I just think that watching Zuko’s redemption arc from a young age permanently affected the way I see villains in their entireties. Also, I AM SO HYPED FOR THIS NEXT UPDATE! Pure Vanilla’s awakened form is so pretty and I desperately need to see the rest of the story unfold! Okay, I’ll stop rambling, have a good one 🫶

[anxious-lee-ler]

Drew (if I can call you that QvQ). If you haven’t watch today Eclipse and Puppet Show upload, I implore you to watch it- two specific moments threw me for a LOOP and crash-landed me into a ler!mood. /pos

I KNOWWW-

Lunar's constant giggles and EARTH TEASING HIM

We love ler Earth in this house /silly

I'm assuming the second is more of ECLIPSE'S CUTE LAUGHTER AAAAAA

[fluffypandabun]

Uh 36 with lee Wally and Ler Barnaby?

“Oh, you think that's funny?” Barnaby chuckled lowly, reaching up to wipe his now damp face while Wally held a hand of his mouth, trying desperately to muffle his own giggles.

The two of them had been washing the dishes they had used to bake cookies together, that is until the little painter had decided to chuck a very damp rag directly at Barnaby’s face, which had smacked him in the snout with a wet slap before landing on the ground at his feet. The blue beagle shook his head, grinning at the little yellow puppet and flashing his sharp canine teeth.

“Fine. I'll give you something to laugh about."

“Barnaby-Barnaby! Wait wait wait-!” Wally squealed when the beagle started to charge towards him, he dove towards the other side of the kitchen counter barely dodging Barnaby’s attempt at grabbing him.

The two ended in a little cat and mouse, or in this case Dog and puppet, chase around the counter before coming to a standstill. Both standing on opposite sides of the counter, Barnaby panting slightly while Wally held back giddy giggles.

“Y-You.” Barnaby panted, gosh the little puppet had energy. “Can't run forever kid!”

“Yes I can!” Wally chirped, sounding less winded than Barnaby was. The beagle shook his head;

“You must answer for your heinous act against me bud.”

“My heinous act!?” Wally squeaked, looking aghast. “I only threw that rag at you because you came up and squeezed my sides!”

Barnaby let out a low playful growl, “Oh i’m about to do a lot worse then that kiddo, now come’re!”

The blue beagle lunged across the counter and, using his much longer arms, he grabbed onto the smaller puppet and yanked him over the counter. 

Wally let out a loud squeal as he was grabbed, dragged and then tossed in the air by the larger puppet. Quickly, and carefully, he was caught safely in the arms of his friend. 

Cradling the small puppet easily in one arm, Barnaby lifted his other arm up, grinning down at Wally as he wiggled his fingers teasingly. 

“Ohohoho~! I’ve gotcha now kid! Now I'm really gonna getcha good!” 

Wally gasped softly before bursting into giggles, kicking out his legs, he reached his hands out as if to try and hold Barnaby back.

“N-Nohohoho! Barnie!”

The beagle winked at him, “That's my name.” 

Slowly the beagle allowed his wiggling fingers to descend closer and closer to the squirming and giggling puppet, before suddenly he lunged his hand forward as if he were about to strike.

Wally let out a silly little noise between a squeak and a snort, it made Barnaby let out a laugh of his own. 

“Now I don’t think I’ve heard ya make that sorta noise before bud.”

“Barnaby!” Wally whined through his giggles, 

“Cuhuhuhut it out!”

Barnaby raised a brow, “Cut what out Walls? Why I’m not even touching ya, you’re the one just sittin here and giggling.” 

The blue beagle grinned, once again bringing his wiggling fingers down just a hair away from touching the puppets belly which was shaking from laughter. 

“I haven't even started tickling ya yet!”

Wally let out a giggly yelp, jolting a bit in his bestfriends grip.

“Dohohohont-!”

Barnaby cocked his head to the side. “Dont what bubs?”

“Thihihihihickle mehehehehe-“

In an instant Wally's face fell when he just realized he had fallen for the oldest trick in the book, meanwhile Barnaby grinned.

“Tickle you? Well why didn’t you just say so?”

Wiggling fingers finally made contact with the puppets stomach, skittering gently up and down, occasionally doing a gentle well placed pinch to his sides or tweak to his ribs. Or well where his ribs would be if he had any. 

Wally finally burst into real belly laughter, throwing his head back his whole body shook with the force of his genuine happy squeak filled laughter. 

“Eeeehehehehehe! Barnabihihihihie! Ehehehahahaha-!”

Barnaby's smile went soft as he watched his normally calm demeanored friend lose it with laughter, the beagle tail wagging back and forth behind him as it always did whenever he managed to make one of his friends laugh. 

“What's wrong Wally?” He hummed. “I thought you wanted this?”

Normally perfectly curled blue hair a mess from all his squirming, and face flushed redder than an apple, Wally sent Barnaby a glare that wouldn't have made even a kitten scared. 

“Youhohohoho are sohohoho meahehehen!”

Barnaby let out a loud exaggerated gasp, eyes going wide before they narrowed down at the puppet.

“Oh that is it you little rascal, i'll show you mean-!”

The larger puppet stopped his playful attack, moving his free hand down to scoop it under the puppet as to lift him up, he shot the confused painter a wide grin.

“You know Walls, my face is still kinda wet.”

There was a sudden spark of realization from the little puppet and it only made Barnaby's grin widened.

“Thankfully though, I’ve got a perfectly good napkin right here! “

With that the beagle buried his snout into Wally's tummy, nuzzling his face back and forth as he ‘wiped’ the water off of his face.

Wally shrieked, arms and legs flailing about making Barnaby feel lucky that he had such a good grip of the little puppet. Little hands pushed against his head as Wally threw his head back in laughter. 

“BARNABHEHEHEHEIE!” Wally cackled, letting out a hiccuping snort. 

Barnaby chuckled softly with his face still buried in the painter's tummy. “One sec kid! I’ve almost got all the water off!”

He nuzzled his nose into Wally's stomach a few more times before, unable to resist it, he took a deep breath and blew a big raspberry right in the center where the painter's belly button would be if he had one. 

Wally let out the loudest snort that Barnaby had ever heard, so loud Barnaby wasn't sure how such a sound came out of the little puppet in his arm.

Now fully laughing himself Barnaby lifted his head away, standing up straight with Wally still in his arms, The blue haired painter was shaking with left over hiccups and giggles, a big smile still stretched across his face.

Shifting the puppet to be able to hold him in one arm, Barnaby wiped a tear from his eye.

“Oh gosh Wally.” He chuckled. “I didn’t think a noise like that could come out such a tiny puppet.” 

Now thoroughly messed up hair hanging in his red face, Wally gave him a glare.

“Shuhuhut upppp.” He whined, practically pouting. Barnaby shook his head and gave the puppets side a few more pokes.

“Awww come on bud, I thought it was cute.”

At the poking Wally started giggling again, squirming.

“Wha-hehehey Barnaby! C-cuhuhut it out! A-Ahahahtually s-stop!”

Immediately the beagle stopped, looking down at Wally worriedly.

“What's wrong? I didn’t go too far did I?” 

Wally shook his head. “No, No, it's just…dont you smell that..?”

Frowning Barnaby sniffed the air. 

“Oh huh yeah, it smells like something's burning.”

There was a silence between the two puppets for a moment before they both gasped.

“The cookies!” Barnaby exclaimed ,raising his paws to his head in panic, completely dropping Wally who let out a yelp.

“Oh-Wally!” Barnaby yelped, quickly grabbing onto the puppets legs so he wouldn’t hit the ground, leaving him dangling upside down.

“Are you okay!?”

“Forget about me! Go get the cookies!”

“Alright! I'm going! Don't panic-!”

“W-Wait! Put me down first-woooAH!”

[smilingangel582]

Hii I'm back after a while... hehe I decided I wanted to write for lee!wanderer and ler!nahida

Aunt and nephew... eh?

Anyway grumpy wanderer needs tickles! Enjoyh

Spoilers for sumeru

Everyone has a heart

Lesser lord Kusanali has her way with the wanderer. He hasn't noticed it much until recently that's she's been trying to make him socialize with other people more.

To say it was a bother was a lie but he did understand the fact that the dendro archon was looking out for him.

So he tried. Only Aether managed to form a special connection with him but even the mahamatra seemed to find a keen interest in him...

What was his name again? Cyno... The wanderer thinks now. Sighing be wished Cyno would stop with the jokes. Then he noticed a certain architecture that always seemed too sincere with his work, its seen when Nahida would constantly take him out to visit the city and they find Kaveh always running after the client.

Wanderer knew his life was not pleasant.

There's Nilou a dainty girl with delicate dancing, he never found much joy in that side but he likes her character tho... not enough to interact with her as friends.

Now, here they are in the sanctuary where Nahida begins her lectures.

"You are polite in some way. That's an improvement, " she mentions as a matter-of-factly then hears a gruff groan from him as a response, she continued sternly "but you have the tendency to be sarcastic that's mean you know"

"Alright, alright... I get it... I'll try not to be sarcastic" he sighs folding his arms, now gesturing "Can I leave?"

"Wait... one more thing"

Raising an eyebrow, he waits, and then she grins, using her hands to make a picture frame at him and giggling. "Let's see a smile... It's important to make new friends with a smile..."

Wanderer could indulge her with a forced smile but he couldn't even try. He sighed "Alright I will smile when I need to..." he turns away "if that's all I'll be going out for a while"

Some dendro platforms blocked his way. He stumbles back but feels another wall hold him to balance. She giggles "one smile... you would look cute with a smile"

"Don't be so sure..." he folds his arms again looking down at her with unimpressed features. She almost wanted to laugh at his slight dismay and then pulled a funny face "Did that make you laugh?"

He couldn't deny but it was funny, though he resisted it. Nahida thinks playfully dendro blocks rise as she climbes now face to face with him.

She reaches to poke his nose and he scrunched his nose "what is that for?"

She doesn't say anything but a cute smile plasters on her face as she lowers her poke to his shoulder then his arm and finally to his stomach.

That caught him off guard as he flinch back frowning "Are we done playing?"

"Are you ticklish?"

He sighs though his ears seemed slightly red because of that question "no I'm a puppet and can I leave na-hahahow?"

He suddenly giggles as small fingers scribbled his ribs. He turns to her with a more clearer blush "L-Lesser lohord! What are you-"

She wiggles her fingers playfully grinning happily. "Come on friends don't lie to each other... let's hear more of your giggles"

He anxiously backed off, but she pounces with more tickly fingers till he collapses down with giggles. She grins. "Now this is something you need to do every day."

Nahida never imagined the former god to be ticklish. At least this much. He squealed when his hips were attacked, he giggles louder when she knead his tummy and he shrieked when she pinches his ears and knees as well.

"AHAHALRIGHT STAHAP HAHA IHI GIHIHIVE I'LL BEHEHE NICERRR!" He squirms a bit more now giggling and trying push her arms off. She tilts her head as she stops "so... does this mean we're closer? Because you didn't tell me to stop properly or even pushed me off when you could've"

He blushes "Absurd... who would l-like that?!" He gets up, more flustered but he felt her small body hug his waist, he flinched as she pokes him but not proper tickles just tickly pokes to make him giggle a bit.

"Then... you can smile like this more... you have a beautiful smile, so move on with life, Wanderer, " she tells with sincerity.

He scoffs "Smiling won't work that easily... I don't have a heart remember?"

She tilts her head now, smiling endearingly. "Why do you say that? You do have a heart... you wanted to stay with me... you even used to love people..."

He looks away "key word used to"

She looks up more to see his face still chuckling. "But you have less hostility to Aether, right?" And added by poking his nose "And he doesn't seem to want you dead like he did before..."

He rolled his eyes "Ha hilarious"

She hums now "Well the point is... everyone has a heart... even feel laughter, sadness, and even... hatred, too..." his attention shifts back to her when she said it."If you don't have a heart, then why go through all that... those painful moments..."

His usual cold demeanour softens, now contemplating a bit, finally sighing as he gives her a playful shove in the head. "Whatever... I will smile when I have to ..."

She giggles childishly and pats his back, "Got it, then I'll tell the traveller to tickle you more often"

He widened his eyes, backing away from her a bit. "Please don't..."

She teases him leaning on her knees, "What? You're not ticklish, are you... you said it yourself"

She watched him blush again and wordlessly stare back at her when she grins and takes his hand. "OK enough teasing, let's go and get some Balkava to eat"

She takes him out, and he begins to feel something thump and beat on his chest, something warm and blissful.

He shrugs with a hidden smile from his features. He doesn't seem to hate the idea after all. "Sure..."