#Ticklish!Mari

[kanene-yaaay]

Guess whose back, back again. This time with less of a headcannon and more of an AU because I replayed the game recently and need more tickle copium.

So as we all know Sunny was tired of practicing the violin so much for the recital that ruined our hopes and dreams. Didn't help that the poor boy never vocalized how much he hated practice and kept his emotions bottled up. So instead of those emotions being vented out in the worst way possible I propose an alternative.

One random day before the recital the sibling duo were practicing. Sunny was getting fed up of practice while Mari kept urging him to keep going (through varying tones). And to her credit it worked, for about 4 times until it stopped being as effective. Sunny wanted a break, and he was gonna get it one way or another.

So after Mari told Sunny to take 5 to allow her to get her bearing straight on the sheet music Sunny set his plan into action. Setting the violin down gently as to not make noise Sunny snuck up behind Mari, and with the sneaky reflexes of a ninja he jabbed his fingers on her side. Eliciting a loud shriek from his older sister which followed by a slew of melodious cackles. In her giggle filled state she was asking Sunny why he was doing this, but he ignored her question. He only wanted to hear one thing flow from her mouth... well besides her laughter that is. And it took 5 whole minutes of tickles for Mari to ask for a 'Break' to which Sunny stopped instantly said "Sounds good." Then sat beside her on the piano bench and leaned into her shoulder. He then let out a small smile, content that he found a way to make Mari take breaks.

And it would take about 5 different occurrences of this for it to fully sink in for Mari. There were times her workaholic mindset would take over, only for it to be squashed by Sunny's tickle attacks. After the 3rd time he stopped being sneaky about it and openly approached her with wiggling fingers, Mari pieced together what he was doing but couldn't move fast enough to stop it.

The 5th and final time ended with Mari trying to run away from Sunny, ending in an hour long play chase that ended with Mari and Sunny having the most fun they've had in months. And as the sibling duo were collapsed in a giggle filled heap on the couch Mari finally understood, the grand lesson in all of this 'Break Good. Break real good'.

So she incorporated more breaks into their practice schedule. Breaks that were filled up with Mari tickling the snot out of Sunny this time. Hey, the boy had 5 tickle attacks on her, she's gotta even it up or else her title of 'Ultimate Tickle Monster' was in jeopardy. That and she loves seeing her brother smile and hearing his laughter. He tried to fight back back but uhh... well stick with sneak attacks bud you're out matched in a head to head 1v1 Tickle Fight.

Yadda yadda yadda boo boo, the Recital was a success, the violin was metaphorically kicked away for a little while, and a celebratory sleep over was in order. Hero noted that Mari had more spring in her step recently than she had during the past few months and asked why that was. Sunny was about to answer but Mari shot him a look of 'If you tell them what happened I will murder you (with tickles)'. He got the message and thought about it for about 4 seconds until he decided to live dangerously and spill the beans.

And then he died. Died by merciless tickles at Mari's embarrassed hands. And written on Sunny's Epitaph that Kel wrote in crayon on a piece of paper was...

R.I.P Sunny. At least you made Mari take breaks.

OKay, okay, this headcanon could as well be a dessert because HOLY GOSH HOW SWEEEET!!!

Such a cute scenario fr!! Sunny getting enough of his sister's workaholic-ing and deciding to tickle her until getting a break is a very lovely ide and the fact that this became basically a tradition for them is very veryyyyyy bright!! Cute!! Adorably adorable, even!

Also the last part where he decides to live dangerously and tell's everyone about this sneakty sneaky tickles attack and promptly gets destroyed by tickles rip rip our soldier fought well xDDDD

He may have won the Silly Battles but lost The Silly War X))

Thank you for sharing this! Such a great hc!

[kanene-yaaay]

THE WORLD NEEDS MORE OF A GIGGLY, SMILING AND HAPPY MARI YOU 👏ARE👏 SO👏 RIGHT 👏👏👏👏👏

Her smile here is so aaaaa cute and sweet!!! Not to mention how JOYFUL Hero looks while tickling her aaaaaa they are literally the most PRECIOUS beans ever I'm dead

I saw a critical lack of lee!mari and I had an urge to draw,,

[oblesklk]

This is a 3-page satire piece I commissioned years ago under the series "Scenes We'd Like to See" that is essentially a spoof of mainstream scenes, if they were written by a tickler. In this scene, Spider Man's girlfriend has been taken by a nefarious villain and tickled until she reveals the superhero's location.

[guppygiggles]

Someone needs to wreck that cloud asap/aff

Hehe… 💙

[tickles-tea]

shippy poly headcanon:

back when peter was the only one who'd tickle him, miguel could convincingly deny that he liked it, since peter's actually strong/agile enough to get past his defenses… then mj started tickling him too, and it became obvious that he was letting her

(they both tease him about it, but mj especially loves being like "oh no, you poor thing, however will you escape my clutches")

-tickly-tufts

Holy shit I love you

I was already wanting to think of something for the the poly group so this couldn’t be more perfect

But you’re absolutely right- even if he didn’t actually mind it, he’d definitely still put up a fight whenever Peter tried to tickle him and Peter would have to get creative just to get a few good laughs out of him

Even when they weren’t in public, Miguel would get all grumpy, growling out threats or trying to turn the tables

So when Peter catches Miguel backed into the kitchen counter with MJ pinching and poking at his sides, he expects Miguel to flip their places or at the very least grab MJ’s hands

Imagine his face when Miguel just keeps giggling and grabbing at anything but MJ. Covering his face, gripping his hair, holding onto the counter so his legs won’t give out- all complete with whiny little curses and “stopppp” s

Instantly Peter goes from >:0 to >:3c

Miguel can say “I just don’t want to accidentally hurt you!” all he wants but they know the truth 😌

Important note: he blushes like crazy when either of them tease him but there’s just something about MJ’s teases that make him short circuit LOL

[kanene-yaaay]

^^^^ me trying to recover after reading one of the SWEETEST and CUTEST stories (imagines?) to ever exist because hooooly GOSH the amount of PRECIOUSNESS that exist in this post is simply gigantic and impossible to describe in words!!

I mean! First of all the playful scenario and joyful vibes from here are absolutely LOVELY!!! And the soft, gentle tickling also transformed my heart in a happy puddle on the floor oh my goooooosh ♡♡♡ The way that every character had their silly moment under the spotlight! And their fair share of tickles too (Aubrey I am looking at u. U are on thin ice ahcadxwggwhvw

"Cold Hands and Polaroids"

an Omori tickle imagine !!

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a/n: wasn't sure what to call this so I just chose imagine!! (props 2 snicker doodles for that one tyyy) I've had this sitting around for a while and even drew the Polaroid photo which I'll post later!! Anyway I hope y'all like it :D Apologies if the format is odd. Also this is pre-trauma but I still use he/they for Basil bc personal hc !!

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-Kel has cold hands when everyone comes inside Sunny's house after being out during the fall and complains about it. And then without thinking lunges toward Hero and slides his hands under his sweater as he takes his coat off, and Hero yelps out a laugh and nearly falls over

-Aubrey watches with a semi-annoyed expression while Hero lets out wheezes and tries to fight Kel off (nearly falling over in the process), but then she looks at Mari who's next to her and gets a sly little grin that Mari immediately notices and steps away from.

-Except Aubrey just keeps that smile and lifts her hands up to wiggle her fingers and Mari is already in a fit of giggles (she can't take anticipation to save her live this girl....)

-Mari immediately freezes up on instinct and just slams her arms down and giggles as Aubrey pounces and gently kneads into her upper ribs, complaining that she's "Trying to warm up my hands, stop squirming!!"

-"Ihihi cahahan't! Aubrey! Ihihit tihickles!"

-(It's almost impossible to properly fluster Mari but catching her off guard is a very good method)

-Basil and Sunny are just watching as they had both headed towards the sofa after taking their coats and stuff off

-Basil is mildly amused and considers taking out their camera

-However when he turns to reach for it and catches Sunny's expression he stops

-They can't stop the nervous grin that his lips wobble into because while it would not be obvious to basically anyone other than Basil and Mari, Sunny's got a soft smile and his eyes are playful

-"W-wait, Sunny dohon't-"

-He tilts his head innocently, because he hasn't even done anything yet but Basil is already tittering, they can't help it

-Plus they can see Sunny raising his curled fingers as slow as possible because he's a menace, and Basil scoots back until his back hits the arm of the sofa

-They bring their knees up instinctively, trying to gently nudge Sunny away with their arms and feet while giggling and going "Nohoho! Dohon't!"

-Meanwhile Aubrey has stopped tickling Mari and they've taken their coats off and stuff, and have walked over to the sofa, catching the sight of the other two and smiling at each other

-Meanwhile x2 Kel is cackling while he's slung over Hero's shoulder, and Hero is scribbling over his sides and lower back while carrying him over to the sofa. He should know better than to challenge his older brother, because Hero always wins

-He gently plops a manically-giggling Kel onto the other end of the sofa, where he curls up to get out the rest of his after-giggles

-Sunny keeps wiggling his fingers closer and closer to Basil and the poor kid's cheeks are already so flushed from the anticipation and his giggling

-They can't even make eye contact with Sunny because those playful eyes make the butterflies in his stomach even worse

-Sunny gently but firmly moves Basil's legs out of the way, which Basil is already too hyped up to stop, and he pounces quickly, scribbling underneath their baggy sweater onto their sides and stomach

-(Except their stomach is Basil's worst spot. Also they are ridiculously ticklish, by far the worst in the group, but he prefers softer stuff)

-Basil immediately falls into high pitched laughter and giggles, his legs subconsciously kicking into the sofa as he puts his hands on Sunny's shoulders to steady themself

-And then suddenly they hear a click, and both turn to look as Sunny slows down his gentle tickling even more

-They see Mari holding Basil's camera, giggling as his face somehow gets even more red, and she takes the photo from its slot, smiling down at it

-"Sorry, but you two just looked so cute! Plus Sunny hardly ever tickles anyone."

-Hero goes "I guess you're the special exception, huh Basil?" With his kind smile and it's Sunny's turn to blush, his ears turning red

-He gives a few squeezes to Basil's lower tummy and they let out a yelp, going right back into a giggle-fit

-Then Sunny crawls back, the small smile on his face just a tiny bit bigger now despite his ears being flushed

-Except Sunny isn't out of the woods yet

-Basil giggles again, this time not because of the tickling but because of something behind Sunny, and he turns to see Mari quickly bringing her hands down and behind her back (very not-subtly)

-She gives him a sheepish smile and shrugs, and he bites back a nervous little smile before suddenly there's a weight pushing him down onto his back on the sofa and he turns to see Aubrey over him, a giggling Basil behind her

-"How dare you bully our poor Basil like that!"

-Kel, who has since recovered, chimes in with "Yeah!! Plus you're the only one who hasn't been tickled yet!!"

-(They forgot about Aubrey but she'll get got later it's fine)

-Mari perks up, turning to Hero and going "C'mon, we should start making lunch for everyone! Let's go–" and interlaces their fingers, silently relishing in how Hero's cheeks immediately dust pink

-She swiftly walks over and hands Basil his camera and the photo, giving them a little grin and whispering, "Incase you want to catch anything."

-Then she quickly walks into the kitchen, dragging a still slightly blushing Hero behind her

-But Basil gently sets their camera down on the little table next to the couch, since they already know Sunny isn't a huge fan of photos and he gets embarrassed by the tickling

-Then Basil peers over Aubrey's shoulder as she's now sitting on Sunny's hips, pinning him to the soft sofa (she's not too heavy and makes sure to make it so that he can escape if he really needs)

-They throw him a slightly apologetic but amused smile, and they giggle again when Sunny tries to glare at them (it holds no real malice)

-Sunny is obviously lying on his back, and he peers up to see Kel sitting on the other side of him with a borderline evil grin, butterflies filling his stomach as he squirms a bit

-He looks back up at Aubrey, trying his best not to think about how close she is because he most definitely does not have a little crush on her at all

-He's still very much flushed, color coming to his cheeks as Aubrey goes, "Iiiiiiiii've... gotcha!" and slips her hands slightly under his hoodie, tracing her fingers over his lower stomach and the place where his back meets his sides

-Its clear to all of them that he's trying his hardest not to squirm from the teasy tickles, bringing his hands up to cover his face as a wobbly little smile grows

-He also does this thing where he puffs his cheeks out in an effort not to laugh, squinting his eyes and wiggling around as much as he can at first

-Except Aubrey already knows what to do to get him to laugh

-Aubrey smiles down at Sunny, continuing her soft tracing and honing in on the back-sides spot because it's one of his more ticklish ones

-"Awww, you're so cute Sunny! Does it tickle?~"

-Sunny quietly giggles out, "No, dohon't!"

-"Don't what? I'm not doing anything!" She giggles, and then follows up with "Tickle tickle tickle~"

-That makes the butterflies so much worse

-"Nohoho! Shuhut up-"

-They are literally the only ones who could get this response out of Sunny and it always makes all of their hearts swell

-"Hey, that's not very nice!" Kel chimes in, and reached over to scitter his nails really gently over Sunny's neck and under his chin, making him giggle a little more and scrunch up, letting out more quiet "Mmm- nohohoho-" and whines of "protest"

-"D'aww, I love your little laughs! Does this tickle, this spot right here?" (dear god that tease GETS him)

-Again, Aubrey holds the place as second best tickle teaser

-Sunny's cheeks are definitely all flushed now, he's wiggling helplessly and trying his hardest not to push them away

-His arms are glued to his sides with his hands covering his face, quiet laughter muffled behind them

-Aubrey is still gently dragging her finger tips all around his sides and around his lower ribs, as Kel tickles his neck and under his chin, which actually gets him to snort a bit and they all light up at that

-They start to let up, and Aubrey climbs off of Sunny, letting him curl up to protect his spots as he finally uncovers his face slightly, showing his pink cheeks and happy smile

-Basil scoots next to him and goes "You ok?" And Sunny just nods, letting out the rest of his silent laughs, his shoulders bouncing

-He avoids eye contact with all of them, feeling really flustered but not in a bad way as he pauses for a moment. They all know to give him some time, until he mutters "...That was fun..."

-Just then, coincidentally, Mari peaks her head from the kitchen and says lunch is ready

-Kel is already up and dashing to the kitchen, Aubrey perking up and shouting "Kel!! Don't eat everything!" before following suit (He responds with "First come first serve!!!")

-Basil stands up from the couch, offering their hand to a now sitting up Sunny, and he takes it quietly, the smile still on his face

-Basil giggles quietly, moving to grab his camera (and the photo) before squeezing Sunny's hand as they both make their way towards the kitchen, feeling more energized and happy

[amazingmsme]

Hard of Hearing

AN: MERRY CHRISTMAS! I know it’s not Christmas anymore (for me at least) but just barely! But this is my third Christmas fic, & I’ve been so damn busy it’s a miracle I even had any time to write this! But I’ve had an urge to write a fic for It’s A Wonderful Life ever since watching it in film history over a year ago! This movie is so underrated probably because it’s in black & white but George Bailey is a fucking cutie & I need to see that man get wrecked by the love of his life! I WILL spread my agenda to anyone & everyone willing to listen! (read)

George Bailey was many things. A father, a husband, a son, a brother, and he was also an unnamed hero of their small town. A simple man who poured his heart into the world around him, and expected nothing in return. He was loving and attentive to those around them, a good natured man who brought more joy than he knew. A half deaf man who just so happened to be a prankster at heart.

"Oh George?"

Now, George heard Mary call him from the other room loud and clear, but she could get so cute when she was put out with him. She called him again, waiting for an answer that didn't come. She yelled a third time, and there was that fire that he loved to see so much. "George Bailey!"

"I'm right here, you don't gotta yell," he said from the doorway, holding back a smug grin. Mary gave an exasperated smile.

"Well you weren't answering me!"

"Gee, I'm sorry Mary, I didn't hear ya," he lied easily, only feeling slightly guilty. Mary's expression softened as she walked over to him, handing him the Christmas tree topper.

"I just need help putting this on the tree," she said, turning back to the box of ornaments and grabbing a crystal snowflake to hang on a branch.

"Oh, well why didn't you just say so?" he asked, making her roll her eyes fondly. He stretched as much as he could to place the angel on top of the tree.

"Mm, a little to the left," she directed, standing on the other side of the room to get a better view. George smirked to himself before looking at her over his shoulder.

"What about the lights?

"No, it needs to go to the left," she repeated, slightly louder. George stepped back, looking the tree up and down.

"I don't know Mary, they look like they're working to me," he drawled, knowing damn well that's not what she was saying.

"No, the angel!" she reiterated, trying to hold back her laughter at her husband's expense. If only she knew who the butt of the joke really was.

"Well what about it?" he asked, placing his hands on his hips and taking a step back to admire the tree. He started at the bottom, scanning from trunk to the tippy top, where the angel sat, leaning just a little too far to the right. "Ah, it's just a little crooked! You shoulda told me, I'd fix it right up," he playfully chastised, trotting over to straighten the tree topper.

Mary watched her husband with a skeptical eye, starting to catch on to his scheme. She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over her chest, a fond smile on her face. George completed his designated task, almost walking right past Mary without a second thought.

"George!" The almost aghast tone in her voice made him stop dead in his tracks.

"What? Don't tell me I ruined the tree," he teased, looking at it again just to make sure. She shook her head with a chuckle, smacking him on the arm lightly.

"Were you really going to walk by without giving me a kiss?" she asked, cocking her head sweetly. She looked up at him with those warm brown eyes that made him melt, batting her long lashes. George flushed, ducking his head down and shoved his hands in his pocket. He bit his cheek to keep from grinning, but a sly smirk still found its way on his face.

"Now why would I go and do a thing like that for?" he asked, barking out a laugh at the indignant look she gave him.

"Because I'm standing under the mistletoe!" she explained, exasperated. He took a step closer, cupping his ear and scrunched his face in confusion.

"Huh? You stubbed your toe?" he asked, and the absurdity of the question caused Mary to burst into giggles. "You want me to kiss it better, is that it?" She shook her head, laughing too hard to answer.

"You're messing with me, aren't you?" she asked, humor and mischief sparkling in her eyes.

"Am I what?" he asked, not bothering to hide his smug grin.

"George Bailey, you're horrible!"

"I'm sorry, I'm what?" he asked, leaning in and cupping his ear to "hear" better. She arched a brow, smirking at him.

"I know that's not your bad ear," she said, matter of factly.

"Do you now?" he asked, taking a step closer.

"Mhm." She closed the distance, wrapping her arms around his waist to pull him closer.

"Say, what else do you know?"

"Oh you'd be surprised," she mused.

"Try me," he said, finally leaning in for his mistletoe kiss. But Mary wasn't about to reward bad behavior. She waited until their lips barely brushed before she dug her hands in his sides, scribbling up and down.

He yelped, doubling over in shocked laughter. "Mahahary! Whahahat are you dohohoing?"

"Oh I'm just showing you what all I know, just like you said!" she explained, as if it were obvious. "And I just so happen to know aaaall your tickle spots!" she cooed, relishing in the way his cheeks blushed bright red.

"Nohoho don't!" he cried, leaning against the doorframe for support. Mary started squeezing his hips, and he positively screamed.

"Aw but why not? You thought it was funny to mess with me, I'm just giving you something to laugh about!" she reasoned, voice as sweet as honey.

"Ihihi'm sohohorry!" he apologized, knees buckling as he sank to the floor. Mary followed him all the way to the ground, drilling her thumbs in his hip dips. She laughed along with him as she continued taking him apart with her fingers.

"I don't know, are you reeeaaally sorry?" she asked in a singsong voice. George was laughing too hard to answer, nodding frantically as he stuttered out, "Y-yes! Sohoho sohohorry!"

"Hm... Alright, I believe you," she said, only she didn't stop.

"M-Mahahary! You're still t-tickling mehehe!" he whined, rolling around on the dusty ground. She really needed to sweep, Mary thought to herself.

"Oh, I never said I'd stop!" she clarified, tossing her head back with a joyous, yet somehow maniacal cackle.

"Nooohohohoooo!"

"Oh hush, you know you deserve this."

George balked, staring at her indignantly as he tried to come up with a retort. "Well- maybe not all of it!" he exclaimed, bursting into laughter once more when Mary shot her hands up to scribble in his underarms.

"Agree to disagree," she conceded, moving down to pinch and pluck at each rib. He snorted between his giggles, swatting at her weakly with one hand as he hid his face with the other.

"George Bailey, you better not hide that smile from me if you know what's good for you!" she threatened, wiggling her fingers a few inches above his stomach. On reflex, his hands shot down to grab her wrists, holding them at bay.

"Call me a glutton for punishment," he challenged with that signature cocky grin that made her fall for him in the first place. Her jaw dropped to the floor as she scoffed, though in actuality she couldn't be more delighted.

"Oh you are going to get it!" she cried, wrestling her arms free from his grasp. He was already laughing before she laid a finger on him.

"Wahahahait wait I'm sorrYYYY!"

"Oh now you are," she teased, not stopping her favorite kind of torture just yet. His long legs scrambled for purchase against the wood floor, catching her attention.

"And how could I forget about these," she mused aloud, spreading her nails over his kneecaps. He shrieked, tucking his legs in close to his chest for protection, though it offered none. Not that he really minded all that much. But he was a pretty good actor, if he did say so himself.

She mercilessly squeezed his knees, leaving him a wheezy, cackling heap on the floor. She wasn't too cruel however, and her hands slowed to a stop.

George laid on the ground in a breathless daze, clothes dirty and wrinkled, and hair thoroughly tussled, all while sporting a large, genuine smile.

"So," he started, shifting into a sitting position, "Are uh, are we still under the mistletoe?"

Mary rolled her eyes at her husband's antics for maybe the millionth time before grabbing him by the shirt collar, pulling him in for a passionate kiss under the mistletoe.

George Bailey may not have gotten the life he had hoped or dreamed for, but what he got in return was more than any wish could ever grant.

[autisticallyasexual]

Shiloh and bros Tickle head cannons

okay so I’m sorry that I have not written much. Was meaning to tonight but am way too tired and emotional for it to be good for me. Tomorrow maybe… here’s my compromise w/ myself:

Micah Nelson—switch 50/50

ler

• will use both hands if he doesn’t need to pin down

• will use teases but not too much

• will only stop if you need him to

lee

• absolutely ticklish all over

• worst spots: armpits and feet

• one of the times you’ll actually see him laugh

Judah Nelson—switch lean ler

ler

• will love your laugh regardless

• make bad jokes/puns and then when you say it wasn’t funny he’ll ask why you’re laughing

• will wear his big, goofy smile while tickling you because you’re so cute

• will call you cute, adorable, etc, but because he means it and not as teases.

lee

• adorable goofy smile

• will willingly admit he loves it

• worst spots: belly and knees

Elijah Nelson—switch big lean ler

ler

• is kind and gentle with his touches, but will still absolutely wreck you.

• pins you down to do so

• thinks your laugh is the best and will tease you about it

• grins while tickling, will not stop until he decides you can’t take anymore.

lee

•takes a lot to pin him down and successfully tickle him so not often occurrence

•worst spot: back

Tied for favorite character. WILL be an often occurrence.

Shiloh Nelson—lee

• isn’t strong enough to tickle anybody else except her little niece

• is moderately ticklish

• worst spot: sides and thighs

Mary Nelson—switch lean ler

ler

• mostly teases

• can’t tickle many people

• when she can is ruthless!

lee

• not very ticklish

• worst spot: ribs

Daniel Nelson—ler

• isn’t ticklish

•loves to give raspberries

• teases sometimes mostly doesn’t talk

Britney Nelson—switch 40/50 lean lee

ler

• sometimes will tickle others

•but only when provoked

•will also be absolutely ruthless!

lee

• is very giggly

• super cute laughter

• worst spots: back of knees and neck

Michelle Mouton—switch lean ler

ler

•again, ruthless.

• pins down with knees to use both hands

•goes for death spot if provoked

•teases relentlessly

lee

•cackles and snorts just about everywhere

•when she’s in the mood, she likes it.

•will never admit it

•worst spots: neck and thighs

tied for favorite character will appear lots

•very weird to see her all happy because usually she is kinda dark…

[misswarmnights]

Everybody Loves Raymond (Tickle Headcanons)

Ray: Ray is ticklish but very shy about it. His most ticklish spot would be the soles of his feet. That is the reason why we almost never see him barefoot on the show. It’s true that on the show, Ray is almost always wearing socks, slippers, or shoes. He even wears socks to bed sometimes. Why? Obviously because he is afraid of getting his feet tickled! Robert used to tickle torture his feet when they were children. Debra is actually unaware of how ticklish Ray’s feet are, and Ray hopes to keep it a secret from her. He also has a ticklish neck. Ray definitely prefers to tickle rather than to be tickled. His main target is Debra, but he likes to play tickle monster with the kids as well.

Debra: Debra is extremely ticklish (a fact made known on the show) and she is often tickled by Ray. She doesn’t usually tickle him back because she’s not into it as much as Ray is. She does enjoy being tickled but only when she is in the right mood. Sometimes, if she is in a bad mood, Ray will tickle her in an attempt to cheer her up. Sometimes it works, but other times it just annoys her. Debra’s most ticklish spots would be her armpits, ribs, stomach, and feet.

Robert: Robert is very ticklish (this fact is revealed on an episode of the show). His most ticklish spot would be his stomach especially in and around his belly button. He enjoys being tickled when he is in the right mood. He often plays tickle monster with his niece Ally and nephews Michael and Geoffrey. The kids love it when their sweet Uncle Robert playfully tickles them. He greatly enjoys tickling Amy during their intimate moments together and he always wishes that she would tickle him back, but she doesn’t always get him back. Sometimes Robert will ask her to tickle his tummy which Amy finds precious and will oblige. His deep, booming laugh is totally cute and Amy loves it.

Amy: Amy is most ticklish on her sides, which Robert discovered and was more than happy to take advantage of. She is shy about being tickled and a little embarrassed by her laugh, but Robert assures Amy that her laugh is adorable. As a child, Amy was tickled by her big brother who was playful but always gentle with her.

Frank: Frank is not ticklish and doesn’t have much interest in it. However, he does have a soft side and did occasionally tickle Robert and Ray back when they were young children. He still tickles Marie from time to time.

Marie: Marie isn’t super ticklish, but she is ticklish enough to squirm and giggle a bit. Frank will tickle her during times when he is being frisky and flirty. She used to tickle Ray and Robert all the time back when they were kids. From playing ‘this little piggy’ with their toes to blowing raspberries on their tummies. Eventually, the boys got old enough to the point where they didn’t want to be tickled by their mom anymore, but Marie still treasures those beautiful memories in her heart.

[ynsvnte]

My back hurts so bad wtf

@leaderwon guess you’re correct with the bones cracking.

[shironezuninja]

PicsArt needed the weekend…to get its data media back in full view?

[kanene-yaaay]

do you have any hcs for lee!sunny ler!mari? ive seen like. nothing w/ these two and that is an issue/lh

Heyaaa!!! I took some time to answer this, so thanks for the patience ^v^ my period made like pass out on the bed for a week BWGSVHSVE

Here we are!!! Honestly my heart absolutely MELTED writing this so I hope you like this as well ♡

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🌸🪻 MARI AND SUNNY'S TICKLE HEADCANONS 🐈‍⬛🖊

It was mentioned that Sunny got Mari's bed because it was softer and stuff and honestly all I can think is that, before it, Mari would simply get up from her bed to get a glass of water or to make something mundane for a few secs and when she got into her room again that would be a smol-human-shaped lump admist all her plushies/covers and Sunny would refuse to leave most of the time (not that Mari really minded) but be very willing to make up space for her to lay and cuddle

Sometimes tho Mari would feel very playful and just start to lightly spidering her fingers on his sides and back when they were in that situation and Sunny would get all squirmy and smile but not really moving away because the tickling is so light and he is comfortable. After keeping this up for a few seconds she would eventually launch a full tickle attack until Sunny rolled out of the bed and keep pouting at her from his spot on the floor until she chuckled, made grabby hands at him and promised that she wouldn't tickle him anymore.

Mari loves to play with Sunny's hair. After a whole afternoon of playing and goofing around he would usually lay his head on her thighs to rest and she would comb her fingers through his hair strands. It wouldn't be very rare of her to slip a few silly wiggly fingers to scribble on his neck or tease his ears, especially if dinnertime is getting close and he doesn't want to wake up.

Cheer up tickles and wake up tickles. That is it. That is the whole headcanon.

They don't know who got this from who but both Hero and Mari have this tradition that when their young sibs are trying to escape from the tickle monster (I feel like while Kel is very good at running, Sunny would be amazing at dodging but idk) they open their arms for a hug, chasing after their sibs and talking about how could they run away from some lovely sibling loveee~

Mari likes to pretend that tickling Sunny is like playing an instrument. His sensitive ribs can be a piano, the ticklish legs a guitar and his tummy-yummy (her words exactly) a trumpet. Also, even tho Sunny feels embarrassed, he secretly loves the fact that she says that his laughter is a melody.

One of Sunny's favorite passtime between him and Mari is that when Mari is playing or writing but he still wants interaction, he can sit on her lap and watch her do her own thing, and sometimes he get bored and turn around to hug her or just rest a face right under her chin and she will rub his back. It's more relaxing than really tickly but still it puts a wobbly smile on his face and it's one of the few things that make his mind go completely blank, 100% concentrated on how warm, comfy and nice this feels.

(Mari can and will be sometimes evil enough to pinch and pinch the ticklish spots on his spine, which makes him lose his concentration and huff and puff his way thro a few giggles before he manages to lay a very-light-but-still-warning raspberry on her neck.)

(Depending on their mood it can evolve to a full tickle fight)

Mari laughs together with Sunny when she is tickling him. She loves how cute and carefree he looks like when someone decides to knead his sides or skitter under his knees. Besides, Sunny always - and I mean *alwayas* - get EXTREMELY gigglier when someone laughs with him. He doesn't know to explain why but he could swear it makes the tickles 100% ticklier

Mari was the first to discover that Sunny has ticklish cheeks because he was such a CUTE lil KID she couldn't help but to kiss his chubby cheeks over and over again until her precious lil bro was a mess of uncontrollable laughter and squeaks in her arms

When he gets older, Sunny manages to make at her the most '-' and -.- faces when he can see the tickle attack come, which soon turns into a pout, then huffs of quiet yelps, - sometimes a snort or two - and then the lovely laughter that we love and appreciate so much! And look at this beautiful smile :D

[kanene-yaaay]

*Shaking in a tune able to shatter glass* I am, so normal,,, about them!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P L E A S E! This is so cute!!! I really like how you made the whole polaroid style and colors! Not to mention how... domestic this whole scenario is? The soft way Mari is looking at Sunny and Sunny lovely, cute smile aaaaaaaa ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

My heart is melteeed

I'm not the most original with the idea of ​​doing omori art in the polaroid style

But I did it anyway ^^

Let's just admit that Sunny definitely has the most precious smile?

[singmyaubade]

My cat was just hit by a motorbike and heavily injured, I can't afford to take him to the vet, so for the past few days I've been taking care of him, I just need a little comfort, a fluff James Potter fanfic maybe?

that sounds awful, i’m so sorry you’re going through this. i really hope your sweet cat heals quickly, and i’ll be sending you all my prayers/thoughts to help you through this.

if there’s any way i can help, let me know, i’d love to help spread the word (venmo, cashapp, whatever works) if that could help. in the meantime, i’d be happy to write you that james potter fluff — you deserve some comfort right now. sending you so much love <3

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Santa Doesn't Know You Like I Do

bf!james potter x gf!emale!reader

summary: well, don't you wanna wrap me up and mistle touch under the tree?

warnings :p : pure fluff: kissing, cutesy stuff, just teasing tension

You and James had one of the weirdest problems when it came to your relationship.

You couldn’t keep your hands off each other.

Not always in a sexual way, but more of a nurturing one.

It was common in most couples, but you and James just couldn’t seem to separate, no matter how much your friends begged.

Whether it was sitting on his lap in the common room with the rest of your group, or wiping butterbeer off the corner of his mouth.

Or even rubbing lotion on him when he could’ve done it himself.

Truthfully, you and James would even cuddle on the hottest days if it meant touching each other.

It wasn’t intentional, and you hadn’t really noticed the habit until your friends pointed it out.

"You and James are bloody inseparable!" Marlene huffed, and Sirius agreed with a knowing smirk.

You scoffed, "That is so not true," You argued, shifting to sit on James’s lap right then and there on the couch in his parents’ lodge.

Remus snorted, which made you shoot him a glare as he nervously took a sip of his hot chocolate.

"It’s not that we totally hate it!" Lily tried to reason. "But it is constant," She added sheepishly.

Your mouth dropped open as you turned to Dorcas for help.

Dorcas shrugged, "I actually can’t argue with this one, Y/N, sorry," She pouted, crossing her arms as you leaned back into James’s chest.

"Yeah, I think you guys are just a bit jealous," James said, snuggling closer to your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist.

You giggled at the ticklish feeling as Marlene gave you an 'I told you so' look. You quickly stood up from James’s lap.

"Fine!" You huffed, "Me and James won’t touch each other for the rest of the day!" You stuck your tongue out playfully, and James immediately looked like a kicked puppy.

"Wait, baby!" He whined. "That’s not the solution to this."

Sirius was enjoying this little bet way too much. "What are you willing to put down, M’lady?" He asked with a grin.

"James will give you 10 Galleons," You said confidently, standing tall.

James groaned loudly, "First, you bet not to touch me, and now you’re betting my money?" He pouted, reaching for you, but you moved just out of his reach.

"Jamesie," You whispered, leaning into his ear in that sultry, sweet voice you knew he couldn’t resist, "Do this for me to prove a point, and you’ll win a prize."

James’s pout disappeared in an instant, replaced by a grin as he stood up with you. "You got a deal!" He said as he looked at Sirius, shaking his hand.

"They won’t make it to the next hour," Marlene snorted, and Mary giggled at the sight of James already reaching out for you again.

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Originally, you thought that you and James could get through this.

I mean, how hard could it be to not intentionally touch each other? It wasn’t like that was your only love language.

But every time James called you beautiful that afternoon, you just wanted to place kisses all over his face.

You had to do your best to resist, though.

So, when your friends decided to go on a snack run, you and James volunteered to bake snickerdoodle cookies together.

The group exchanged looks, clearly doubtful that you both could pull it off without touching each other.

"Yeah, no. You guys will definitely break the bet. We need eyes on you," Marlene snorted.

"Fine, leave Peter here. He’ll tell you if we do anything," You said with a matter-of-fact tone, while the rest of the group reluctantly agreed.

Peter shrugged, not exactly thrilled, but fine with the arrangement, as he settled onto the couch, giving him a clear view of you two in the kitchen.

And then, it had been an hour since the rest of the group left, and you and James weren’t doing that bad.

Other than a few accidental brushes, you both seemed pretty firm in sticking to the bet.

An hour in, and things were going surprisingly well. You and James were managing to bake the snickerdoodle cookies without breaking the bet—so far.

You carefully measured out the flour, while James cracked eggs with exaggerated precision, all the while glancing over at you.

“Y’know, I think I’m actually starting to like this challenge,” James said, his voice teasing but his eyes soft. “I get to look at you all day without touching you.. and it’s actually really hard.” He admitted at the end.

You smiled, biting your lip as you kept your hands busy stirring the dough. “I can see that,” You teased. “You’re practically eyeing me like I’m the last snickerdoodle on the planet.”

James grinned, but there was a hint of something more in his smile—something that made your chest feel a little too full. “Can’t help it, love. You look so beautiful when you bake. I just want to reach out and—” He cut himself off, faking a shiver. “It’s torture, I swear.”

You laughed, rolling your eyes at him as you took a quick glance at Peter. He was too engrossed in his show, completely oblivious to the playful tension between you and James.

"Too risky," You said with a teasing smile, glancing back at James. "But the reward can be the fabulous snickerdoodle cookies I bake for you."

James sighed dramatically, leaning back against the counter, his arms crossed as if he were fighting the urge to pull you into him. “Reward? I don’t need a reward, I just need you.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere,” You teased, giving him a pointed look, but your heart was racing.

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? No kisses, no hugs, no little cuddles? What’s a guy to do?”

You leaned in just a little, your face inches from his as you whispered, “You’ll just have to settle for this.” You gave him a cheeky smile, unable to resist the playful glint in your eyes.

James's eyes followed your every movement, the air between you thick with unspoken words. His hands were gripping the counter tightly now like he was trying to resist pulling you closer. “I hate this,” He said softly, a frustrated smile tugging at his lips. “I just want to kiss you. You don’t even know how badly I want to.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. You had to force yourself to look away and focus on the dough. “We agreed, no touching. We’re doing just fine.”

James let out a dramatic groan. “You’re not helping,” He muttered. “Every time you look at me like that... I swear, I’m about to break the bloody bet myself.”

You couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your lips. “I’m trying my best, James. It’s you who can’t seem to keep his hands to himself.”

“Well, if you’d stop looking at me like I’m the only person in the room, maybe I’d stand a chance.” His voice was teasing, but there was a sincerity behind it that made your chest tighten.

James was incredibly distracting in this position. It took almost everything in you not to close the distance between you two.

You sighed, moving back and trying to keep your distance as you added another spoonful of cinnamon to the dough. "You’re really making this difficult, aren’t you?"

"Absolutely," James said with a grin, leaning a little closer, though still careful not to cross that invisible line between you. "But I have a good reason. You’re ridiculously cute when you’re focused. And if I did touch you right now—"

You cut him off, putting your hand forward to create space, "Nope. Don’t even finish that sentence, Potter."

"Potter?" He pouted, using his puppy dog eyes, "You're wounding me baby."

You giggled at his playfulness, rolling your eyes. “One kiss,” You whispered, finally giving in to the tension between you two.

You quickly glanced over at Peter, relieved to find him completely engrossed in his cartoon show, blissfully unaware of rule-breaking a few feet away.

“Block me,” You said with a grin, giving James a slight push. He immediately moved closer, using his taller frame to shield you both from Peter's view.

James leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a quick, soft kiss. But before he could deepen it, you pressed a finger to his lips, stopping him.

“Not so fast,” You teased, a smile tugging at your lips.

James pouted, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “You’re cruel.”

But you couldn’t help it—seeing him like this, wanting more, and knowing you couldn’t give it to him yet made you feel a little victorious.

Eventually, you forced James to continue baking, trying to keep both of you focused on the task at hand. Surprisingly, the cookies were actually making it to the oven despite the constant teasing and tension between the two of you.

James was working, but only half-heartedly—his eyes kept drifting to you, and you could feel the weight of his gaze, like a soft tug at your chest. Every time you caught him looking at you, it made your heart skip a beat, but you couldn’t give in. Not yet.

Finally, you placed the last tray of cookies in the oven, breathing a sigh of relief. “We did it,” You said, glancing over at James, but before you could even finish the sentence, you found yourself face-to-face with him, his hand lightly grazing yours as he reached for the counter.

You both froze and for a split second, the world seemed to stop. His eyes locked with yours, dark and full of mischief.

"Just one more.." He whispered, taking a step closer. "You’re making it so hard, you know that?"

You could feel your heart racing, your breath catching in your throat. It wasn’t just about breaking the rules anymore. It was about him, and the way you couldn’t help but want to be closer, to feel the warmth of his hands, the softness of his lips.

James leaned in, just a fraction of an inch, like he was waiting for you to stop him. And for a moment, you were ready to give in.

But then, you saw Peter's head turn just slightly from the corner of your eye. You both immediately snapped back, the distance between you instantly felt as painfully obvious as the rule you were both struggling to follow.

You sighed dramatically, stepping back, though your hand still hovered near his. "You really are impossible, James."

He chuckled softly, his breath warm against your ear. “I know. But I think you like it.”

With a playful roll of your eyes, you quickly turned to the oven, checking on the cookies just to distract yourself. "Alright, alright. We’re so close to winning this. No more distractions.”

James, however, wasn’t ready to give up. He stood behind you now, just close enough that you could feel the heat of his presence. "But we’re not breaking the rules yet, right?” He teased, his voice low and smooth.

You shot him a look over your shoulder, lips twitching into a smile despite yourself. “No touching, James. We agreed.”

He huffed in mock frustration but stayed right there, leaning just a little closer, so close you could almost feel his breath on your neck. "I swear you’re trying to make me lose my mind."

You giggled, the sound light and carefree, and despite the tension, you couldn’t help but feel completely at ease. "You're doing a pretty good job of it on your own."

James smiled, his lips curling in that irresistible way you could never resist. He didn’t make a move to touch you this time—though it seemed like he was about to. Instead, he simply stayed close, the quiet hum of the moment wrapping around you both.

You both stood there, just on the edge of breaking every rule, but for now, it was enough.

James’s voice broke the silence, softer now, just for you. “I’m going to win this, Y/N. And when I do, you’re going to make up for every second we’ve spent apart.”

You could feel your heart flutter in your chest at his words. “We’ll see about that, Potter.”

The cookies were almost done, and the rest of the group had finally returned to the kitchen, their voices carrying through the hallway.

"So, Peter, did you see any touching?" Lily teased, eyes gleaming with mischief as she looked at you both.

You and James exchanged a quick, guilty glance before Peter shrugged, still glued to his show. "Nope, they just baked," He said, completely oblivious.

You and James both let out a sigh of relief at the same time, eyes meeting in a shared, victorious moment. The bet was almost over, and you had not touched each other—well, mostly not touched.

And then, just as you both took a step toward each other, eager to celebrate your (mostly) successful bet, Sirius spoke up with a dramatic, teasing voice.

"Nuh-uh," He said, wagging a finger like a parent scolding children. "Not yet. Not till the rest of the day!"

You groaned playfully. "Sirius, come on!" You whined, but even the complaint didn’t sound all that serious. "You’re the worst."

James crossed his arms in mock indignation, his lips puffing out in a little pout. “We’ve been good,” He said, giving you a pleading look. “We didn’t touch! This should be a reward!”

Sirius glanced at his watch, a grin tugging at his lips. "You both still have two hours before the bet is completely over," he teased. You and James pouted, both of you groaning in exaggerated frustration.

"Two hours?" you whined. "That's forever!"

James crossed his arms dramatically, leaning against the counter. "I’m starting to think you made this bet just to torture me, Y/N."

You laughed, nudging him playfully. "Oh please, Potter. You’re the one who wanted to prove you could win."

"Okay, how about we play a board game?" Marlene interrupted, clearly trying to put a stop to the obvious flirting between you and James.

The rest of the group immediately agreed, and you all settled in to play Monopoly. You shot James a playful look as you sat down next to him, knowing full well that this would probably be just as ridiculous as the bet you were trying to hold out on.

Marlene raised an eyebrow at the two of you, clearly sensing something was up but not saying anything. "Alright, let's see if you two can manage to keep your hands to yourselves during this one."

You grinned and nudged James with your elbow. "Oh, I think we can handle it. Right, Potter?"

James shot you a dramatic wink. "Oh, I’m definitely focused. No distractions here."

But that did not continue to be truthful because every time you reached for a piece, you’d accidentally brush his hand or your elbows would bump.

Each time, you both giggled and pulled back, pretending to be serious about the bet, but the playful look you exchanged made it clear you weren’t fooling anyone.

The game went on, and with every turn, the distance between you both seemed to shrink.

At one point, you both reached for the same piece at the exact same time. Your fingers brushed, and you both froze for a moment before bursting into giggles.

“Oops,” James said with a grin, pulling his hand back dramatically. “Guess we’re terrible at this.”

You rolled your eyes, though you were grinning just as much. “You’re the one who’s distracting me, Potter.”

“I’m distracting?” He laughed, pretending to be offended. “I think you’re the one who’s making it impossible to focus!”

You stuck your tongue out at him, trying to stifle your laugh. “You’re lucky you’re cute, or I’d be so mad right now.”

“I know,” He winked. “It’s my best quality.”

Sirius playfully rolled his eyes at the both of you but that still didn't stop the moment.

The game continued with more silly moments—James trying to accidentally brush your arm while reaching for a piece, you pretending not to notice when his leg bumped yours under the table. You both tried to act like the bet mattered, but every little touch and teasing glance only made it more ridiculous.

At one point, you stood up to grab a piece from across the table, and of course, James stood up at the exact same time. You both awkwardly bumped into each other as he tried to scoot past, and you couldn’t stop laughing at how ridiculous the whole thing was.

“You’re making this harder,” You said between giggles, trying to regain your composure but not moving away from him.

James just grinned, looking completely unbothered. “I’m doing nothing. It’s you who’s making it hard.”

You laughed even harder, shaking your head. “You’re impossible.”

Finally, after what felt like forever, the game ended and your friends started to clean up. You and James were sitting side by side, still grinning at each other like two kids who just got caught doing something silly.

You exchanged a glance, and before either of you could say anything, your hand instinctively reached out for his. His fingers immediately curled around yours, and the room seemed to fade into the background for a second.

Sirius, noticing from across the room, grinned and said, “Well, well, look who finally broke the bet.”

You and James just laughed, completely ignoring the teasing. You were both just too happy to be together.

James reached into his wallet, handing Sirius the ten galleons, immediately looking at you.

“Worth it,” James said with a goofy smile, giving your hand a little squeeze as he picked you up from your waist and spun you around.

You nodded, your smile matching his. “Definitely.” You said, kissing him sweetly.

Sirius shook his head with a chuckle. “You two are impossible.”

You were.

But honestly? You didn’t care. Because at that moment, you were touching James, and it was the most perfect, thing in the world.

[tickles-tea]

Thinking about spideysjane tickles with lee Miguel 😌

Miguel with his arms tied above his head with Peter B going all out tickling under his arms while MJ runs devastatingly soft feathers over the spinnerets on his forearms

I think the contrasting but still unbelievably ticklish sensations would drive him up the wall :3

[nikaandtea]

poolverine hcs!!

as i wait for art block to pass, take some poolverine brainrot because i need an outlet!

slight cw for mentions of vomiting, panic attacks, and a bit of stabbing.

The first night that Logan stayed at the apartment he insisted to both Wade and Al that he wouldn't be there longer than a week. Wade kept trying to buy him a toothbrush, assign him a towel, and even got him a separate razor. Logan was stubborn, and kept standing his ground on the fact he was about to move out soon anyway. But then Logan starts restocking household items after he started doing jobs with the TMA. Wade noticed that the fridge was almost never empty, and the laundry detergent hasn't run out in months. Logan started looking after Mary as well, and always denied any sort of attachment to the dog. One day, Wade notices the third toothbrush in the sink (which was usually the flimsy travel ones) changed to a regular one.

Wade is really physically affectionate, and that is not news. Logan isn't, and when Wade can't take the hint he gets a stab to the forearm. At one point, he actually does stop. Just for a day, Wade is too preoccupied with his own thoughts to nag Logan like he usually would in the morning. Logan notices. Logan notices, and misses the rush he felt when Wade would try and hop on his back while Logan was looking inside the fridge, or the taze into his side because Wade fucked around and learned the Wolverine was ticklish. So when Wade is reading something on his phone, ignoring all his surroundings on the couch Logan sits down. He sits down and presses their knees together. Wade initially flinches and opens his mouth for a snarky remark, which is cut short by Logan impaling him in the thigh. Mixed signals.

Logan regularly has nightmares about the X-men dying in his universe. He wakes up in a cold sweat and a racing heart from the images his brain forces to replay. Usually he walks about the dark living room and waits for a bit until he feels the panic subside. Sometimes he gets a drink from the kitchen and lets the buzz help him fall back into sleep. One of these nights just as he recovers, Mary bumps into his leg. Knowing she usually sleeps with Wade, Logan looks up from the floor as he sat on the couch, his breaths shallow and uneven. Wade doesn't question him, he gets Logan water and just sits next to him. Wade touched Logan plenty, uncalled for and vise versa. But Logan never forgets the long forgotten bloom in his chest that formed when Wade cautiously wrapped and arm around Logan.

Wade for sure has eaten a dishwasher tablet 'for science'. Logan watched him go through all stages of grief as he spit it out, tried to rinse it, foamed the chemicals further, and inevitably vomited. Logan made fun of him for a week and then made a deal with Wade to switch to powdered detergent.

Mary likes Logan better, you can't keep her away. Wade is jealous, and Logan knows it.

The apartment gets really cold in the winter. Al always gets to the only warm blanket before Wade ever can, and Logan didn't realize there is such an issue in the first place. Of course, he finds out in the middle of the night just as Wade begins to drag various throw blankets into his room. Logan and him bicker, before agreeing to go get more in the morning and tough it out for the night. Logan curses the shitty futon he sleeps on and bites down his ego. Wade is under at least five layers before Logan pushes him to the edge of the bed, climbing underneath the small pile with a slight shiver from the cold. Wade begins to crack jokes about how they are sleeping together, and Logan needs Wade, all of which Logan glares at him for before putting a pillow over his ears. Wade does end up falling silent, and wiggling up against Logan's back. He allows it, this once. Only because Wade is warm.

okay that's all they are the WORST.