#Ticklish!Flug

[jav-animations]

✨🧡Happy B-Day🧡✨

✨🧡Dr Flug!🧡✨

Happy B-Day my sweet little nerd paperbag, you've been a really important part of my husbando history, and also Tickle Galaxy! And even, Comfyland... You have a part in my heart and today you'll receive this sweet gift 🧡✨

Also...

A sandwich you don't have to be afraid of! A Tickle Sandwich X3

The Bread being me and Yang/Killer Hands ✨🧡

Hope y'all like this :D ✨

[amazingmsme]

Day 19(secret) for villainous? Either Dr Flug or Dementia finds out Black hat is ticklish and he makes sure they keep it a secret;)

I’m not as comfortable writing black hat since we don’t see as much of him in the show, so I might tweak this a little. I just feel more confident writing Dimentia & Flug, but I can try! I’ll see where the wind takes me while writing!

[switch-writer]

Past and Present

(WARNING: THIS IS A TICKLE FIC, so, if you dislike that or tickles in general, I’d suggest scrolling. Thank you!

(A/N: SO. Villainous, amazing show. One of my favorites, however I’m pretty new to it so I’m not the best at writing the characters just yet. So this is one of like, 2 or 3 times I’ve actually written for it? And the other two I’m not proud of so this is good enough for me. So, hopefully it’s enjoyable! And Ngl, this has been sitting in the drafts for a few days because I was kinda scared to post it, sooo, I’m finally just gonna post it and hope for the best. Also! This fic is Lee!Flug and Ler!Demencia over all, though the roles swap briefly at the end, along with there being a little flashback. But anyways. Feel free to send requests about it or just ramble with me about it. Hopefully you enjoy!)

(Summary: Demencia, out of boredom and a need to mess with Flug, launches a little tickle attack on him, which reminds the doctor of some fond memories from the past.)

A day like any other, Blackhat sending off orders to Doctor Kenning Flugslys, 505 cleaning around all areas and quarters other than Blackhat’s quarters, Demencia doing… whatever she does, but let’s focus in on Doctor Kenning Flugslys, or rather, as he’s most known by, Dr. Flug.

Why just Dr. Flug instead of Flugslys? Well, let’s just say the man who most often wore a bag knew that most people pronounced his name wrong, so he can’t be bothered to constantly correct people, so he keeps it as short as possible. He could’ve used his first name, buttttt he didn’t like that either. A certain someone (cough cough, Demencia.) would call him Ken… too similar to the Barbie doll Ken for his taste.

But besides that little tangent, he was in his laboratory close by to his bedroom, attempting to concept works for devices he was asked to make, and he was currently focused in on his work, relaying every detail he could down to the actual thickness and thinning of the lines in his base concept sketch, following by beginning to write small notes around it.

However, this day was going to turn out just a little different than Flug expects.

How so you may ask? Well, there’s a certain human reptile slithering her way throughout the vents, managing to crawl into the laboratory and all throughout it into the doctor’s room. The doctor’s room was neat and precise as expected. Not that she cared too much about that, she didn’t give a damn about that frankly.

What she did care about is that the doctor wasn’t present, aka, her little plan of action was still in action and not cut short, hell yeah! Demencia did a small fist pump to the air out of her own excitement before continuing to quietly slither and sneak out of Flug’s room and right into the current room he was researching and working in.

Awww, he was so unexpecting. How perfect.

With the doctor distracted, it made it easy to slip right behind him. Flug, despite all odds, lifted his eyes away from his paper to right in front of him, somehow having a sixth sense he wasn’t alone, like someone was in the room with him. Surely not… but Flug tried to finish the note he was writing before his premonition sparked so he could look around afterwards, he didn’t wish to break his train of thought.

So, the doctor wrote as following, ‘Make sure to keep the model sleek and be sure to keep in mind-‘

“EeEEK!!” The Doctor screamed a tad in fear considering the fact he was pulled backwards, his chair going back right with him to fall, but the lizardish woman caught the chair before hitting the ground, saving the doctor while scaring the piss out of him. Demencia was just giggling away like she didn’t take 5 years off of his life with that scare, which Flug tried to straighten himself up and go into his little yelling mode in an attempt to scold her.

“Demencia! How many times have I-“ “Can it, nerd! You were sooo distracted! And I’m bored!” Flug huffed in frustration at the excuse, especially since his writing (which already was sloppy) had trailed off his page because his hand spazzed in surprise thanks to her, but he took a moment to think back since it reminded him of something.

Way back in his highschool years, a certain gal who had well managed pink hair would often do such things similar to get his attention, like scare him to get his attention. And when he would question why she’d do it, it was for his attention as previously stated.

Ah memories. There was one time she did that because she needed assistance with studying since she’d lack to do so the nights leading up to the assignment. Of course he’d refuse to just cough up the answers since according to him, it was very inefficient and she should’ve put more effort into studies instead of going to bug him for answers.

So, since he would refuse, said gal would turn to other methods. Like…

His train of thought was cut short because of how those memories never failed to fluster him. However, the small blush creeping on his neck was beginning to happen. Shit. “Well, maybe you should-“ “bug you!” Demencia finished his sentence for him, causing more frustration to come from the doctor staring up at her.

“No! Make your own entertainment like using the TV? Playing with 505?” “Sooo, I’ll make my own entertainment by messing with you!” He’s getting nowhere with this.

“Ugh. Whatever Demencia.” He mumbled, crossing his arms to be all defensive over it. “Hehehe! At least admit it was a good scare!” “It was nothing of the sort!” “But you got all scared, doc!” Demencia added more expression into her movements, her hands going claw shaped as she raised them over Flug.

That again reminded him of those ‘other methods’ the gal would use, the claw shaped hands, the wiggling fingers that followed and the teases that came before the storm. The ones that would be said as she’d request the answers ‘or else’ she’d do it. Cecilia, oh Cecilia, by god she knew how the hell to drive him up the wall.

“…Flug?”

Oh, yeah, he was still with Demencia. “Hm?” “What’s with your neck?” Flug paused to remind himself, thanks to the flustering memories, his neck and face was going a little pink. “…Uhmmm, it’s uh-“ Shit. THINK OF AN EXCUSE! MAYDAY! MAYDAY!

“I’m just uh- very hot! Whew it’s heating up here! I tell you these lab coats don’t help either!” He spoke very quickly while trying to say his excuse, geez he was a horrible liar when it came to those close to him. Demencia however huffed at this, her brow raising with her expression that truly showed she knew he was lying. Hell, it was hardly lying with how horrible he was at it.

“You’re a horrible liar, nerd! Spill! What’s going on?!” Demencia pried at Flug for the truth, Flug looked side to side before shaking his head. “No! There’s nothing to spill!” A little more convincing, but still horrible. “Liar!” Demencia racked her brain for a moment, claws… hovering way over him.

So, in a pathetic attempt to figure it out, Demencia did the same thing again, this time instead of her claw shaped hands being all the way up, it was closer to the doctor’s torso but still mostly above it and away from it. This provoked him to tense up, if she finds out, she’ll destroy him to no end. “D-Demencia! Please! It’s n-nothing!” “Then cough it up!” “No!” This was going nowhere for Flug, however, Demencia was slowly becoming wise.

She lowered her hands lower and lower to his torso, all while Flug tried to stay perfectly still to not give away anything as he squeezed his eyes shut, quite nervous and getting flustered at the mere thought.

There’s a moment of silence. What? Demencia usually wouldn’t go so quiet, if anything she should be asking more questions! Flug slowly opened one of his eyes, trying to look at Demencia.

“D-DeEHEHE- NOHOHO! NONONONO! NOHOhohHOHOT THIHIHIS!” Flug was already laughing away, the surprise attack going through any resistance of his as his back arched before flopping right back on the ground. His tummy always was a sweet spot. Which, Demencia had a big chaotic grin on her face that was only growing. “This? This is what’s making you all red?! Really?!”

Oh dear god, the teasing already?!

“NOHOHO! PLEHEHEE- NAHAHA- NOHOHOT THE NAVEL!” Demencia made sure to keep him on his toes with her attacks so they were all the worse. Flug ended up thrashing side to side and out of the chair he’d previously fell with, going and laying down, his tummy to the floor to stop the tickles there. “Ehehe….ehee…” Flug had leftover giggles since the tickles had stopped, burying his face into the floor and his arms.

However, once he felt himself getting straddled, he began to start trying to squirm again. “Nohohooo… Demencia pleheease!” “Hmmm, nope! I wanna know why it makes you all flustered! Soo spit it out or else!” Oh hell no- “Demehencia! Do not! No! Don’t even!” Kenning tried to scold the chaos driven girl in order to get her to not do so. But if anything, his refusal to say why it made him all giddy and flustered determined her even more.

So while Flug tried to scold, his lab coat was flipped over his baghead, covering his vision other than the dimmed light showing through the whiteness of his coat. “Hey! That’s uncahAhHAAhalled fohohor-!” The simple finger slide up the back worked well too, not that any spot didn’t at this point.

“Pff- wow Flug! You’re just a ticklish mess!” He groaned in embarrassment upon the reminder. “Actually, I think I should call youuu…” she paused to think, even doing the ‘hmmm’ sound to think. “Giggle bag!” “Eh?! You will n-“ He cut himself off as Demencia got off him.

“Eh?-“ he looked up at her, raising a brow, quite confused. “Is that all?-“ wait- wrong wording! “I-I mean! Not like that! I don’t need more!” He scrambled to correct himself as Demencia laughed at that, quite entertained. “Hahaha! Don’t tell me you want mor-“

“More isn’t necessary, Demencia.”

There’s the boss himself, sparking fear within Flug and excitement within Demencia. “S-Sir!-“ “My Lord!” Demencia immediately shouted, beaming with energy upon the sight of the refined and fancily dressed demon as Flug was practically scrambling to his feet.

Blackhat however seemed unamused at the two, glaring down Demencia. “You dare distract the doctor while working?” He said, clearly here to scold, she didn’t even care much about that and skipped right over to him. “A little, but that doesn’t-“ “Demencia.” He cut her off, his glare piercing through her, causing her to gasp slightly as she looked at him.

Blackhat kept the cold stare, gesturing to the door for her to get out of the room, which she begrudgingly did so. “…Now. Doctor.” Flug squeaked in surprise as the boss approached him. “I-I swear I tried to get her to stop, S-Sir Blackhat!” Blackhat rolled his eyes, his cane in hand. “Don’t act as if you pushed her away, you didn’t even try!”

Wait. He saw the whole thing? And didn't stop it sooner? How else would he know that he didn’t push away.

Flug however wasn’t gonna dance with the devil, so he just hung his head, staring at the floor. He was at a loss for words before Blackhat scoffed. “Head up, Doctor. Now, do me a favor and get back to work!” He demanded, using his cane to gently push Flug back over to his desk before gently elbowing the doctor in the ribs, causing a squeak. It sorta stung but also surprisingly tickled.

“… that tickled, didn’t it?” Blackhat said in a disappointed tone, not at Flug, but rather himself as if he just tried to tickle him intentionally. Flug gave a shy nod as he rubbed the rib, trying to ease the sting it caused after the sensation, causing the demon to groan and facepalm. “Get back to work.” He ordered before walking out of the room, grumbling to himself in frustration and slight anger the nudge to Flug’s side was somehow a tickly feeling.

Flug let out a sigh of relief before putting his chair right back up, pulling it out to sit on it to go back to work.

“EeeEHEHEAHA! WAHAHAIT!” Flug thrashed his hips away from the tickly hands, turning himself around to see Demencia. “That should’ve been me!” “Wh-Whahat?!” “That tickle jab thingie! It should’ve been me!” She voiced her major anger/frustration. So. Demencia grabbed him right by his hips, causing Flug to be extra squirmy, pleading for mercy and rapidly apologizing as he was picked up and put into his bed, getting his legs sat on.

“Pleeeease! Pleheheaseee! I’m sohohorry!” Flug was in a fit of nervous giggles before Demencia mercilessly dug her hands into the hollows of his hips, causing a shriek followed by high pitched squealing and even higher pitched laughter. “NAHAHA! I'M SOHOHOHORRY! I'M SOHOHOHORRY!” He apologized a bunch, Demencia refusing to let up. “I don’t care! You deserve this for stealing what should’ve been mine!”

“IHIHIT WAS JUHUHUST A LIHIHIHITTLE TIHIH- THIHIHI- TIHIHICKLE! PleHEHEHease HAVE MEHEHEHERCY!” “No matter if it was bunches or just a little one, it still should’ve been mine!” Mercy isn’t going to exist in this case.

But… this felt eerily familiar… didn't it?

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“P-PLEHEHEASE! CECILIA! NOHOHO!” “Giveeee me those test answers Fluggy!” “NOHOHohoh! I cahAHAHAN’T!” Cecilia, soon to be Miss Heed, had her major doubts about his answers thus far. “Awww! But you can! Unless you just want more and more tickles!” She teased, causing Flug’s face to heat up as he laughed freely.

“I DOHOHOHON’T! I PROHOHOMISE I Dohohon’t!” “And yet, here you are! Refusing to give up the test answers! I really wanna keep tickling you to pieces Fluggy, I’m sure you definitely want me to as well, but I still need those answers!”

“I- I dohoHOHO NOT- PLEHEHEASE! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! NOHOHOT THE HIPS! YOUR NAHAHAILS!” Flug was in hysterics, squirming side to side to try and get the tickles to stop despite Cecilia being correct. “Hm? Oh! My nails! I just got them done and everything, aren’t you lucky?” That was replied to with a shake of Flug’s head.

“No? You aren’t? But you’re loving the tickles! Just admit itttt!” “I'M NOHOHOHOT!” With that, Cecilia stopped the tickles, causing the soon to be doctor to catch his breath, looking at her. “E-Ehehe?” “What? Why so confused?” Flug ended up flustered, but managed to mumble an answer. “Wh-why did you… you know…”

“Stop you mean?” Replied to by a nod. “Well, clearly if you aren’t loving the tickles, you shouldn’t need them, nor care.” “T-That isn’t what I-“ “It isn’t what you what?” This was embarrassing to no end, his face going red by his point, luckily he still kept his face hidden from view mostly. He really liked the bonding experience and just being able to laugh… especially with her, but…

“Well?” “It isn’t… it isn’t what I meant.” He finally vocalized his thoughts despite how flushed his face was, which he got a ‘awww’ from her in response as he huffed. “Welllll, I’m glad! It’s adorable tickling you to bits! Especially considering you’re supposed to be here to become a villain.” She reminded him so he’d get even more adorably flustered.

“Mmm…” he crossed his arms, whining before sighing, turning his head back to her. “If I give you the answers… could you just… you know.” She flashed a smile at him, quickly hugging him. “Thank you!” The nerdy man gently hugged her back, a small smile on his face. “Mhm. But please, you should study more.” “I know I know.”

Cecilia chuckled before checking her phone upon getting a notification about Goldheart, her attention being stolen by the hero rather than going to Flug, much to his disappointment. After a minute passed, he ended up getting up, knowing it was pointless to even try and take her attention off of the one she’s recently started to admire…for some reason, I mean, he wasn’t even that great- but anyways. He knew it was pointless.

“Now wait just a minute!” “aAAaah!” Flug was pulled right back down into her lap. “I’m not done with you just yet, Villain.” “E-Eh?” “Where.” “Where what?” “Where are the test answers?!” “I- Cecilia! I’m not playing this pretend game!” “Who’s this ‘Cecilia’ you villain?! I only know test answers!” She said dramatically, squeezing at his hips, causing his little shrieks and squeals to start again.

“Where are the answers!?” “CECILIA!” “Whooo?” “PFF-EHAHAH! I'LL NEHEHEVER TELL YOHOHOU! I DOHOHON’T CONVERSE WIHIHITH HEHEHEROS!” “Much better! I mean, ahem. You shall! Or else!”

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Cecilia and Flug, what a duo they were, however, due to the slowly growing obsession of Cecilia’s, it’s a shame they wouldn’t get to be more. After all, it’ll all end with Miss Heed, formally Cecilia, to be locked away and the doctor to give his advice before leaving. Still. Even with the heartache, the memories are cherished by Flug, and luckily, it seems like Demencia will gladly make new memories like this with him. That’s all he can ask for…

Speaking of Demencia…

“DEHEHEMENCIA!” “Admit it! It should’ve been mine!” “IT SHOHOHOULDVE BEEN!” Demencia, upon realizing how easily he admitted that, decided to loop back around to the original goal. “Oh. Wellll then admit why this flusters you too!” “NEHEHEVER!” “Hmph! Thennn tickles forever! All until you’ll never stop giggling!” Demencia grinned, being evil about this, causing the doctor to gasp and shake his head to refuse.

“NOHOHO! NOHOHO MOHOHORE! I DOHOHON’T WANNA GIHIHIGGLE FOREVER!” He played into the drama, Demencia’s grin only growing as she took a breath, blowing a merciless raspberry right on his hip, causing Flug to practically scream, but still shriek over all.

“DEHEHEME- I- HEEHEHEHAHAH!” Flug was past the point now on forming sentences, just a ball of laughter before the tickles finally eased. “Now, are you gonna fess up?!” “Eheheha… heheh! Mhmhmh!” He giggled his ‘mhm’ out, finally catching his breath as he grabbed Demencia by her shoulders to pull himself up, only for his head to fall in her lap.

“Pff- come on! Just cough it up before I do it again!” Demencia made her claw hands to playfully threaten him, causing Flug to hold his hands out in front of him. “Okahay! Okay!” Flug giggled before sighing in relief.

“It’s juhust… I can’t explain it.” “Eh?! You what?!” Demencia was in slight disbelief since Flug’s logic usually never failed. “I can’t! I promise! It's just… I dunno… it makes me kinda happy and leaves me in a positive mood…?” He was at a loss of words.

“Hmph! Boring!” “I’m being honest! It isn’t my favorite thing ever! It’s just flustering!” He huffed. “Think about it! You’re the one always poking at me a bunch! Why do that?”

After a moment of silence, Demencia did exactly that by poking his tummy, causing his squeak of surprise. “Nonono! Do not!” Flug poked her right back, before squeezing her thigh just once, causing a squeal. Thennn Flug just sat up and pulled her over to continuously squeeze at her thighs, causing her to break into small bursts of laughter, along with squealing and occasional shrieks.

“FLUHUHUG! DOHOHON’T DO IT BAHAHACK! STOHOP!” “Nope! You didn’t stop so fast. Tell me how this makes you feel!” He became stubborn. “You’re gonna understand why it’s flustering and makes people all happy, well, unless the big strong wrestler can’t take some tickles.”

With a slight pink tinted face, Demencia decided to take him on. “I CAHAHAN UNLIKE YOHOHOU! MEHEHEANIE!” “I am not a- you know what? That’s it!”

Needless to say, those two were gonna be having some fun with challenges and squabbling about things. It all makes for a fun time and a bonding moment, and frankly, that’s what they’ll both like about it.

[mafi-maken]

[angelssfeathers]

“Ohhhhoho! The tickle monster found you!” Flug exclaimed with excitement as he pounced onto you, being sure not to be too rough with the tackle. “Hehe, hi.” The doctor greeted happily before he wiggled his gloved fingers above your tummy, his hands edging closer and closer. “I’m gonna get youuuu…righttttt…..NOW!”

Kenning yelled for effect as his hands pounced this time, scribbling away at your tummy. “Tickle tickle! Come on, laugh a little!” His tone had lots of playfulness in it, clearly being a little more silly than he’s used to. “Tiiiiickle! Tiiiiii…tickletickletickle!” Flugslys teased as he kept the tickles up, wiggling his finger right into your navel to gently wiggle around and gently scratch at the walls of it, looking at you, the goggles expression indicating he was very happy with the outcome.

“Ehehe! You’re so ticklish it’s almost scientifically impossible! It’s adorable! Let me continue, please? Pleaseeee? More tickletickletickles! That’s all I ask…!” Flug paused the tickles, leaning in closer. “Hmmm? I think I heard an ‘okay!’ Aaaa….tickletickletickletickle!”

(Surprise! Here’s some surprise Ler!Flug! :D)

WHAT THE BALLS BRO?????????????? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OG MY HOD

[haxorus-imp]

That’s fine, I’m excited for the nsfw blog >:D, maybe just some Flug and reader sleepy night make out sessions :0? -🍤anon

"Hey..." "Hmm?" "You still awake?" "Mmmnn...no..." You smile as you open your eyes slightly to see your lover, Flug Slys, staring at you from his place next to you. Both of you had just started sleeping together not too long ago after months of dating. Finally taking your relationship seriously, you both decided to get a large room all to yourselves with a strict rule from Black Hat. "Remember what the boss said, Flug. No funny business~" You purr, giving his hidden nose a quick smooch. Flug chuckles in response. "I know...I've just been thinking about us and I...I wanted to talk to you about it." "It's kinda late to do that...but what's been on your mind, dear?" "Well...I've come to terms with us being together and...I was thinking about our future. Like...do you wanna try to get...married at some point?" Flug gently questions. "To you? Yes, of course. Will we ever decide to give 505 a little sibling? Maybe~" "Give 505 a little--wait...you mean...kids??" "No. A new pet. Yes, Honey. I'm talking about kids. If we're gonna go as far as marriage, why not think about it?" "B-But! We're under Black Hat and villains aren't supposed...we can't...we...I...I don't think I would make a good father..." You lean in close to Flug as he doubts himself. "Judging by how well you treat 505...I have to disagree. You would make for an amazing father. It's one of your traits that I love most about you. You're very maternal." You purr, scooting in close to your lover. He grows flustered as he feels you nibbling on his neck. Giving him those light and ticklish kisses he just adores. "You...You really think so, (Name)?" "Think? No. I KNOW you will be. So you better start honing those loving skills~" You snicker as he gives you a mischievous look from behind his goggles. Then, he moves his bag up a bit, revealing that handsome smile you just loved to look at. He leans over and locks your lips together. You hum in bliss as he wraps his arms around your body. Keeping you both together as you two deepen the kiss. Similar to your first kiss, you both allow one another to explore your maws. Kisses and tongues twisting between you two. Positively taking your breath away as he envelopes you with his body, scent, and taste. It was so much more cozier and warming than the blanket that laid across you both. Flug always enjoyed kissing your lips and mouth. Tender, firm, and absolutely delicious. Finally, you both break apart and you two panted to catch your breaths as he righted his bag-mask. You smile at him and nuzzle his chest lovingly. Then, he lets out a slow and long yawn. You chuckle. "Tired?" "Physically? Yes. Of kissing you? Never." Flug flirts, to which you lightly bat at the air between you two in light embarrassment. "Cheeky." Flug gives you a smirk that you could visibly see through his bag before you feel a rough pinch on your backside. Enticing a rather high-pitched 'eep' out of you. "Definitely." Flug laughs as you lightly slap his chest in response. You eventually wind up laughing as he pulls you close to him once again. The two of you enjoying your private flirting as the night ticked on by.

[the-villain-vanessa-cortez]

💫: Are either of you ticklish? If so, where?

Vanessa isn’t really ticklish. Only doesn’t like having her neck touched. Flug on the other hand......

There’s a reason why Vanessa is a villain. There’s nothing better than chasing and tickling your significant other. Especially when they have such a funny laugh!

Flug: Vanessa P-please!!! We have work to do!!

Van: how can i work when your laugh sounds like a dying pigeon!!?? *laughs hysterically*

[nightfurmoon]

Hey there! Just a small suggestion for the poll, more or less brought on by an RP a friend and I are doing lol but -- Is Flug ticklish? Alternatively, is anyone in the BHO ticklish lmao, though I can guess 505 is and BH isn't lol. Thank you!

I can answer that for you, they’re all ticklish! Except for Black Hat :D Alan said this a long time ago on twitter

[bo-bo-bean]

Bullied

Bullied "Flug!!" Black Hat shouted. When he heard no response, he could feel a vein pop on his forehead. Flug never not responds, so he must be ignoring him. Ignoring Black Hat!? A crime punishable! He went to the lab, slamming the door open, growling. "Hey, I'm talking to-" No one was in the lab. In fact, it looked like no one used it at all this morning. He went in and looked around, feeling the potions. They were cold. "Where is that Flug..." He searched 505's room, Dementia's corner, his own room for some reason, and even the basement and the attic. He was nowhere! He decided enough was enough. If he saw Flug again, he'd give him a piece of his mind!! Two hours later, Flug came in the room, wincing and holding his arm. Black Hat turned around furiously, about to shout up a storm... but saw Flug was in tears. Typically, he'd be okay with this, but only if he caused the tears of fear. This was tears of pain. Getting a closer look, he saw one lense of his goggles were shattered, the bag he wore was wrinkled and had some blood stains, his lab coat was filthy and he even saw a noticeable gash on his right arm through the tear of his sleeve. After a couple of sniffles, Flug regained himself and walked past Black Hat. "S-sorry for the wait... I'll get back to work..." He seemed so pained and upset. "Oh, no you won't!" Black Hat growled. "Where were you at!? What happened to you!?" Although he tried to sound threatening, his tone of care slipped out. Flug looked down and sighed. "Nothing, just some guys playing around with me..." "Playing?" "... I know... it's childish, but I have a couple of bullies. They really got the hurt on me today and... I-I couldn't stop them..." "Flug!" Black Hat gasped. "You are supposed to stand up for yourself! Fight them back, bury the bodies!" "I couldn't!!" Flug screamed out. Black Hat's mouth became agaped, Flug gasping. "S-sorry! Sorry...!" "Flug... follow me." Black took hold of his hand and took him to his room, putting him on his black and red bed. "You are to tell me who these people are and what they did." And so Flug did. Although a little of it was inaudible through his sobs, Black Hat got the people and what they did for the most part. He let out a frustrated sigh, he knew these people for sure. But that can wait. Black Hat then stood up and came back with a first aid kit. "Take off your lab coat." Flug did so, Black Hat tending to his wounds, especially his gash. "Now the bag." "... B-Black Hat, I c-ca-" "Take it off!!" With a squeak, Flug did so. His curly, ginger hair bounced, Black seeing more of his face, surprised at how... adorable it was. He had freckles across his nose and cheeks, green eyes, and thin, quivering lips. "B-Black Hat? A-are you okay?" Realizing he was staring at Flug, Black Hat nodded and tended to the wounds on his face. "There," he finished up. Flug nodded and looked down, Black Hat sitting next to him. For the first time, he let himself show concern. "Are you... okay?" "I'm not sure..." Flug admitted. "I just... don't know..." Black Hat sighed, scooting closer to Flug. "... listen, don't you dare tell anyone I did this." Flug looked over before being wrapped in a hug. Flug was shocked, but he felt himself melting into his arms, letting out some final sobs. Black Hat sighed and cradled his fingers through his curly locks, them bouncing back into position everyone. He then rubbed his arm, but his hand slipped to his side, Flug flinching and letting out a snicker. An evil smile crept onto his cheeks as he spidered his fingers on his sides, Flug squealing quietly, moving slightly. Black Hat chuckled under his breath, slipping his hand to Flug's hips, drilling into one with his thumb. Flug finally sat up, but Black Hat immediately pushed him down on the bed. "B-Black Hat! Wait! Dohon't!" Flug giggled in anticipation. "You dare order me around?" Black Hat hissed playfully, grabbing his wrists and pulling them up. "You can't order me around..." Black Hat dug his claws into Flug's stomach and wiggled them, a playful scream emerging from Flug's mouth, along with bubbly laughter. Black Hat grinned, seeing there was a gap in his teeth on the front top row. "AAAAAAAhahaaaaahahahahahahaa!! B-Blaaaahahahahahahahahack Haaaahahahahahahaaaat!!! N-nooohohohohoho!!!" "Let me see that smile more!" Black playfully demanded, scraping his claws up and down his sides and when he got to his hips, he squeezed. But when he went up to his armpits, he dug his hands into his pits. "Naaaaaahaaahahahahahahahahaa!! N-Naaaahahahahahahahaahahat there!! Aaaahaaahahahahahahahaa!! P-pleeheeeheeease staaaahahahahahahahahap!!" "And what are you gonna do to make me stop?" he asked, playing with his ribs. "Nothing! Because I am your boss and you will do what I say. I will tickle you until you know no other feeling than being tickled! How do you like that? Phantom tickles your whole entire life and you'll be a giggly mess!" With that, he blew down a large raspberry, nibbling the skin around his naval. A scream teared from Flug's throat, roaring with laughter, thrashing. "Please please pleeeheeheehease!!! Nooohohohoho!!" "I think you mean, 'please yes'!" Looking up at Flug's face, he saw he was already in tears. Grinning, Black Hat nibbled down on his ribs, Flug trying to escape the ticklish clutches, but it was no use. Black Hat was strong. "Staaaahaaaahahahahahahahahahap!!! I-I cahahahahahahan't breathe!!! Haaahahahaha!!" "Haven't I already told you my answer?" Black Hat chuckled, but then saw Flug's face was redder than his hair. He immediately stopped, Flug wheezing and panting, giggling as he curled up into a ball. "Haaahahaha... heehee... m-my stomach..." Black Hat opened his mouth to say something, but kept quiet. After a bit, Flug sat up, wiping his tears, still giggling slightly. "Th-thank you.." "Who said I was doing this for you?" Black Hat crossed his arms. Flug looked down, but Black Hat grinned, pulling him into his arms again. That night, Black Hat threw away some bloody body bags, giving a hmph and walking away from the dumpster, but not before setting it on fire.

[incorrect-villainous-quotes]

Is demencia ticklish?

Flug: P-Probably? I-I’m too scared to try...

[hexusproductions]

Fuck me for indulging, but could you do Black Hat x Alice?(I’ll do other ships later, I swear)

Fandom is there to indulge! Okay so please forgive anything I stuff up or get wrong regarding Alice

Who said ‘I love you’ first?

Black Hat would be firmly in DenialTM for ages so it would probably have to be Alice

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background?

“Flug how the hell do I work this accursed thing!?” Alice

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror?

Surprisingly (or not) it’s BH. They can range from something sweet to just downright ominous and terrifying, but at least he’s trying

Who buys the other cheesy gifts?

Not cheesy but BH would always be showering Alice with gifts. He’s a man of good and often expensive taste and wants to share that and show that off with his significant other

Who initiated the first kiss?

Ooo toughie. I would assume that BH would gently push Alice off if she ever tried but then one day out of nowhere he just pulls her into an empty room and kisses her.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning?

BH gives her a quick peck and it’s so light and quick that it’s almost as if it never happened at all

Who starts tickle fights?

Alice tries her best the poor dear but there’s only a few spots where he’s actually ticklish. Luckily she manages to find those spots. (BH tends not to start tickle fights because this usually unintentionally ends up hurting the person instead)

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower?

Probably neither. Idk about Alice but BH would prefer baths, especially in terms of sharing one

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day with lunch?

Alice! On the days when Black Hat can’t leave his office because there’s too much work to do she’ll make sure he’s still taking care of himself. Black Hat secretly looks forward to it and will act extra grumpy so she stays longer

Who was nervous and shy on the first date?

Alice was shyer but BH was definitely flustered

Who kills/takes out the spiders

Black Hat is probably the one who put them there in the first place but he’ll also take a small amount of sadistic pleasure in brutally killing the thing

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk?

Can Black Hat even get drunk?? Probably an equal chance for either one of them

[fantasticnightdreams]

“Imma Getcha!”

Okay so @hellish-anomaly‘s Sammy wanted a fuckin’ tickle fic starring everyone’s favorite minions, Flug and Demencia, and I thought “Fuck that’s actually a cute idea” so here we are I guess lol

It’s kinda short, but here you go!

Flug could tell Demencia was planning something. She’s been quiet for an hour. Usually she’d’ve broken something by now, or would be loud and obnoxious, or Black Hat would yell for him to get her off him. Anyone else would have taken this as a blessing, but not Flug. Not with how much he knows her. She’s never this quiet unless she was planning something awful. So, he kept on his toes, being careful and jumping up with a spray bottle and paddle at the slightest out of place noise.

However, when nothing happened for another hour, Flug started to think something was wrong. He let his guard down for a second, walking around the lab to try to find where Demencia was hiding. After not finding her in the lab, he started to leave it to look elsewhere, when he was jumped on from behind. Demencia leaped onto his back, tackling the weaker man to the ground.

“D-Demencia!” Flug squeaked, trying to push her off him. “Get off!” Then, Demencia reached under his armpits and started to tickle him. He laughed, struggling even more as fits of giggles and spasms plagued him. “D-Dem-Demenciahh-hahaha! St-Stooop!”

“NEVER!” Demencia laughed, continuing to tickle the scientist into submission. Flug was almost helpless to stop her, not being able to focus and feeling lightheaded as he continuing laughing. Almost. He turned his body under her, reaching over to give her tickles right back. She squealed, bursting into laughter.

“Noooo! You’re n-not suppose to f-fight baaaack! Hahahaha!” Demencia laughed, fighting through the giggles to continue tickling Flug. The wrestled each other on the ground, hysterical laughter shared between them both as they tried to tickle each other to death.

As they were starting to get out of breath, two tentacles wrapped around them, one around Flug’s neck and the other around Demencia’s waist, forcing the two apart.

“That’s enough!” The owner of the tentacles, their boss Black Hat, glared at them. “Quit this tomfoolery and get back to work!”

“Aw, you party pooper!” Demencia stuck her tongue out at him.

“Villains don’t engage in tickle fights!” Black Hat argued. “Now stop distracting yourselves and get back to work, you dolts!”

“Yes, sir...” Demencia and Flug said, dejectedly. Black Hat set them back down and turned to leave, when Demencia, a devilish gleam in her eye, tackled and tried to tickle Black Hat. The eldritch villain did not laugh, or even move, only growling at Demencia before grabbing her by the hair and tossing her away.

“I’m not ticklish, so don’t even try that again!” He growled. Demencia got up from the floor, shrugging off the slight pain from being thrown and landing on the floor. Black Hat turned to Flug, growling and giving him an ugly look. Flug raised his arms, cowering before him. Black Hat huffed, and left the lab.

The two minions look at each other, an awkward silence falling between them.

“… Imma getcha next time, Fluggy!” Demencia said with a grin. Flug rolled his eyes.

“Like you’ll ever get a next time.” He said with a playful tone. “I’ll get you first!”

“I’d like to see you try!” Demencia giggled, climbing up the walls and going through a vent. Flug sighed, shaking his head. He was definitely smiling under his bag.

[amazingmsme]

out of pure curiosity who is/are your favorite character(s) to write tkl content for? :]

Aw this is really sweet! Honestly, it chances with the seasons. It ebbs & flows, like the tides

A few years ago, Tony Stark was a big favorite, along with Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes. & Peter Parker for the clout, I knew if I wrote anything with him it would pop off & it did

& then umbrella academy & the witcher came along, & I absolutely adored writing Jaskier & Klaus getting wrecked, they were the pandemic blorbos for me

Now I’m still deep in the critickle role fandom, specifically the mighty nein & Caleb is my most favorite man to see get destroyed. He’s so sad & grumpy & I just need him to smile & laugh himself silly! Honestly Fjord is another one I really need to write more of, he’s canonically ticklish wtf have I been doing? (Writing other things, slaving away at college, graduating, etc.)

Now that I’m aware there’s actually people in the t community who are into Hatchetfield stuff, they’re all at the top of my list! I’ve been holding back for so long because I thought it was just me & a tube sock, but no, there’s actually people who want to read it!! So I’m gonna say both Spankoffski bros, Steph, Paul & Emma, & the lib (yes all of them) but literally everyone from any of these shows ever, I’m so obsessed with them all I just didn’t wanna look too crazy listing every single character

I also really really loved writing Jon Sims getting wrecked in the 2 fics I did with him for tickletober & I plan on making more when I finish the podcast

With the first season of hazbin hotel out on amazon, I’m also gonna say I have a lot of fun writing for both Angel & Alastor. Their accents are so much fun to imagine while writing them & I just really love their vibe! & they’re both a different brand of asshole, but both need to get wrecked as an attitude adjustment

I have so many characters from smaller fandoms or ones I just haven’t written for yet that I’d love to write for! Eiffel from wolf 359 is at the tippy top of that list, he is THE poor meow meow ok he uses humor & references to cope but he’s so sad!

I’d also really like to write for Black Beard, he needs to be wrecked to hell & back

Dr. Flug from villainous is soooo lee coded ok I need to do SOMETHING for that show!

I’m gonna sound real fuckin’ basic for a sec, but Jax from tadc. He’s such a bitch he needs to be put in his place & I need to be the one to put him there! Also Ragatha, I love her so much & just want to see her happy! Also Gangle because she just seems so sweet & sad & needs a good cheering up!

[switch-writer]

Mayday! Mayday! Oh! Stress averted!

(WARNING: THIS IS A TICKLE FIC, so, if you dislike that or tickles in general, I’d suggest scrolling. Thank you!)

(A/N: So! This was a request from @594moongeo (sorry for the @ if it’s bothersome Geo!) who’s seemingly very sweet and has given me some lovely ideas and compliments! Said idea was 505 cheering up a stressed Flug, and I decided to write a fic on it! I’m not sure if I’d qualify this is as a complete fic since it’s a little shorter than I’d like, but I might as well post it! I will also say some causal villainous accounts ended up liking/reblogging the original ask so that sparked me to go ahead and write it [despite being a little nervous ^^”] so here it is! And it was written a little quicker than normal, but hopefully it’s still enjoyable!)

(Summary: Dr. Flug is feeling quite stressed, so, 505 decides to assist the doctor!)

“Good morning 505.” Flug greeted happily, the blue bear perking up due to the headpats and kind tone of his father-like figure. “How are you feeling today?” He asked 505, to which the bear replied with his little babbles and sounds, clearly indicating he was happy.

“Ah! That’s quite nice 505. Well, let’s go get our morning started… Blackhat has called me to come into his office in about 10 minutes, so just clean up around here for me while I’m meeting with… B-Blackhat.” He was nervous about this little ‘meeting’ considering it didn’t seem to be a client type of thing, after all, most of the time when he was called, it was through a painful method. So this…was… nerve wracking for Flug.

Luckily, 505 seemed to notice his nervous shivering and expression his goggles portrayed and gave him a nice big bear hug, which surprised Flug but didn’t cause his little surprised squeak. “Awww… 505…” he mumbled before doing his best to return the hug, only to get squeezed.

“aH! O-Okay! Careful! You have remarkable s-strength!” He quickly spoke as he tried to get air in his lungs, but greatly appreciated the hug still. 505 did end up loosening his grip again, allowing Flugslys to enjoy the hug again despite him being lifted off the ground due to it. “Hehe… I’m grateful for this. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous 505..” he mumbled as 505 placed the delicate doctor down to the floor.

“Thank you…” Flug dusted his lab coat off, wanting to get the blue fluff off him to make himself presentable, then he said his little bye to his lovely bear and went to go see Blackhat.

—————————[After the meeting—————————

So, now, here Flug was, dragging himself back in the lab after that usual dreadful experience that was also majorly stressful. 505 looked up from where he was cleaning, getting extremely happy over Flug’s return but was quickly saddened upon seeing Flug, clearly stressed or upset as he sat back at his desk to look over papers since there was much work to be done.

“I could skip my break… I really could skip lunch, that’d give me extra time…” he mumbled to himself as if his 5 second break would help him much before he glanced behind him seeing 505 coming over. “O-Oh… hi...505.” He greeted, clearly forcing his kind and sweet tone despite his stress levels being very present. He was stressed out… endlessly stressed out.

505 easily saw right through the forced tone. How so? Well. Flug is the worst liar in existence. But! 505 gave a big bear hug as he did previously that morning to ease the doctor. “Ah… thank you… I don’t know. It’s just… you know…” Flug failed horribly to make any sort of sense with his words before realization dawned on him, causing a groan towards himself, followed by a facepalm. He didn’t like not making any sense. “Mm…” he whined before 505 nuzzled up to him.

“Thank you again.” Flug smiled slightly underneath the bag, sighing. “Frustration…” he mumbled, trying to think about what to do next since he had lots of work to do. 505 ended up nuzzling up to him again, his fur brushing against his neck, causing a unexpected squeak from the doctor who turned his attention to 505.

“C-Cahahareful!” He’s enjoying the affection he was being given, expressing it through his giggles and little squeaks since the tickly feeling was present. “505, plehease, dohohon’t! I’m nohohot in the mohohood! Ehehe!” Flug waved his hand to swat at 505, though judging by the fact there was no effort in the swatting, he was fine with it. It was a distraction.

505 ended up pawing at Flug’s tummy after placing him down for easy access, causing a surprised but giggly squeal or two from the man. “W-Wahahait!” The doctor tried to stall the tickles, doing his best to detour 505 from his goal, but to no avail! 505 knew Flug way too well, including how he’d try and stall such attacks, and including good tickle spots, like his tummy!

So, 505 kept pawing away, but switched to what cats often did to show some affection, biscuits. Right on his tummy.

“505! Plehehease! Ehehe! What are yohohou even dohohoing?! Bihihiscuits?” Flug questioned as his words were overswept by lots of his high pitched giggles and occasional squeaks, and his question was answered by a small babble from 505 that was practically gibberish to anyone but Flug. “Eh?! Thahahat’s what cats dohoho! Yohohou’re nohohot suhuhupposed to!”

Dr. Flug voiced his meaningless words to 505, who decided to take that advice, no more biscuits… how about some nuzzles to the neck? It seemed to make him all giggly earlier, why not? The blue bear kept Flug in his hold, just to rub his head up against his bag and neck.

It was very comforting to Kenning, but it also was quite- “Tihihicklish! 505! Ihihit’s tihihicklish, plehehease!” 505 simply shook his head, followed by more noises the bear would often make. “I- Whaha- I’m nohohot stressed!” Flug stated, clearly not convincing enough since 505 nuzzled right up to him while the biscuits started back up to get him to talk and for the truth to be said.

“Pff- Ohohokay! Ohohohokahahahay! Just anything buhuhut the biscuits rihihight theheHEHERE!” His laughter spilled right out, his resistance was easily broken by the biscuits to his tummy and navel. “A LIHIHITTLE STREHEehehessed! Now plehehease! Mehehercy!” Flug fessed up quite fast since he trusted 505 with his life at this point.

Fortunately for Flug the tickles eased and were instead replaced with the bear hug again, which the doctor gladly returned, a little tease since he was a little concerned this would turn into another tickle attack on him, but that’s more of Demencia’s forte rather than 505’s. 505 was… a big teddy bear. So he quickly did his best to loosen up and relax, enjoying the big hug given to him.

“Ehehe…. Thank you, 505. Even if that was quite mischievous for you!” Flug was being playful with his words while 505 seemed extremely happy his little father figure was much less stressed it seemed.

“… WAIT! Waitwaitwait! That wasn’t supposed to happen, now I’m behind!”

And just like that his stress and squirming became apparent. However, with some tickly nuzzles to the neck, his stress disappeared like clockwork as his giggles came right back, distracting his mind and taking his need for control away. “Pff- 505! I’m sohohorry? I cahahan’t- S-stop ihihit! I’ll behehe fine! Nohoho mihihindless pahahanicking!” The doctor tried to reason, and actually convinced his creation! So, like that, nuzzles halted again and he took a few breaths.

“Hehe… ehhh…. I don’t recall making you a tickle monster now, am I mistaken?” Flug joked with a halfhearted smile likely under his mask, but judging by the look in his goggles, he looked quite happy, which made his bear greatly happy as well, giving another hug of affection which was promptly returned for a moment.

“Alright! Alright. I have to get to work.” Flug vocalized as he turned to the big bear, gently rubbing his gloved hand on where 505’s shoulder would be, then took a seat to go ahead and get to work. However, the doctor froze for a moment, looking back at 505 who was taking a seat next to him, causing a small chuckle from Flugslys.

“Heh, alright. You can watch me.” 505 gave a big nod, deciding to watch Flug work away and ramble on about small ideas that may become a part of what’s requested from his boss, and with that, everything much calmer and less stressful…

Although, if things just so happened to get stressful, 505 will gladly assist the doctor into being reasonable with his thoughts and little spurs of panic and stress.

[angelssfeathers]

“This...This is a scientific discovery!” Flug practically squealed in excitement, almost in a similar manner of his squeaks whenever he gets startled or scared. “I can’t believe it... you... you have a laughter button right here! Nonono, no squirming away from me!” The doctor followed, making sure that he could get a chance to actually be a teaser and make someone laugh. Namely you. “Anddd... got you!” He claimed as he got you into his grasp, which he gladly pulled you into his lap for simplicity and ease to reach for the ‘laughter button’ or rather, your navel. “Aaaa...tickletickletickle! Yep! Definitely a laughter button right here. Just listen to how adorable you sound!” He teased as he continued wiggling his finger into your navel, being silly as usual. He always got super silly when tickling someone. It made it lighthearted and sweet, so, nothing to complain about. “Truly, I’m surprised it’s scientifically possible for someone to be this ticklish. I think I should keep going. Someone has to document how ticklish you are after all!” He would’ve been obviously smiling if he wasn’t wearing the paper bag, his tone was obviously giving that away. “So, allow me to test and document this. Are you ready? Mhm? Very good! Tickle tickle tickle! Kitchee kitchee koo!”

(Enjoy your Ler!Flug once again!)

(- 🌃 anon)

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[glittery-void-collections-things]

Are either of you ticklish?

Flug: Y-Yes. M-me. I’m not sure about B-Black Hat… I’m too scared to try.