#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,,

[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

[fluffyskies]

I have one thing to say…SIBLING ATTACK

​Just felt like making this cuz the thought of siblings attacking their younger sibling with tickles is just too good of an idea to pass up.

[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.

"M 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 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.

[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.

[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…

[angelatmidnight1]

would you mind writing a fic with ler!horizon x reader? maybe the reader thinks it was their fault for their team not winning in the final standing of the games and is upset about it, so horizon cheers them up? any scenario is fine though, just a prompt i thought of haha. have a great rest of your weekend! <3

Lifting Your Spirits

You believe you let Horizon down in your last match, and you haven’t been able to forgive yourself. Horizon seeks you out to comfort you and put a smile back on your face.

“Oh, fret not, darlin’. It wasnae your fault.”��

Horizon whispered to you in a low, soothing voice while she rubbed your back. The two of you were in your room, and you were underneath a mound of blankets. Your back faced Horizon, and you stared out of your window with empty eyes. You weren’t sure how long you’d been laying there but, judging from the sunset, you knew it had been at least two hours. Earlier in the day, you were participating in the Games, and your squad didn’t even make it to the top ten. But, that’s not what was bothering you. It wasn’t the first time you lost, and you’d learned how to roll with the punches. There was one scene that kept replaying in your mind, no matter how much you tried to ignore it. In fact, ignoring it made it worse. You pinched your eyes shut as you mulled it over again, fighting back a fresh wave of tears…

The match had started out easy enough. It was a duos game, and you were paired up with Horizon. Dr. Somers was a gentle and nurturing soul outside the games; but, inside the arena, you’ve never seen anyone so determined.

Then again, if you were fighting for your family, you’d fight hard, too. That determination was infectious; so, as you went up against each enemy squad, you stuck close to her side. No one was going to keep her from seeing Newton again. Not on your watch.

That was the plan, anyway. And, things don’t always go as planned… 

The goal was to maintain the high ground at the Grow Towers  in Olympus. From that vantage point, you and Dr. Somers were able to pick off any exposed squads. Your aim was steadily improving in sniper class weapons, and it showed. Although Mirage popped his ultimate in front of you, you focused on what you believed to be the actual one, and fired. 

There was the sound of glass breaking, and then all that remained was Elliott’s deathbox. A clean headshot.

“Heh, not this time, Elliott.” you murmured under your breath, smirking. Horizon stopped what she was doing and gently patted your shoulder. You looked up to see her smiling. 

“Good kill, darlin’! I see someone’s been practicing.”

“Of course! Someone has to keep that ego in check,” you answered, grinning. “After all, what are friends for?”

“I dinnae think he’d agree,” Dr. Somers chuckled, gesturing to his deathbox. “Alright, go collect your winnings. Newtie and I’ll make sure no one bothers you.”

You climbed off your perch to do just that. You knew Elliott would be stewing in getting wrecked, and you were feeling super confident. So, instead of just looting and leaving, you decided to show off. You threw down your holo-spray on top of his box, and blew a kiss to the camera. Even if he didn’t see it now, you hoped that he’d watch the match replay. After all, there was a high chance he’d call the whole thing a fluke, maybe say the sun was in his eye. You wanted to make it clear to anyone watching that there was no fluke here: you bested Elliott ‘Mirage’ Witt in a fight. 

But, you’d picked a poor time to celebrate your victory. The commotion attracted enemy squads to your location and, before you knew it, bullets were flying in your direction. You yelped and, abandoning the box, you made a mad dash towards the ledge. “Dr. Somers!” you called, frantically waving your arm. “I need a boost!”

True to her word, Horizon returned the enemy fire to take some of the heat off of you. Then, she tossed a gravity lift to you and pinged it. “Here, love—”

But then, all of a sudden, there was a loud bang. Horizon cried out and collapsed to the floor, her gravity lift skidding across the ground. 

Your heart sank to your stomach. You broke out into a run, moving as fast as your feet would take you to the previous position. “No, no, no…” you kept on repeating, gripping your weapon tight as you rounded the corner. By the time you got up there, you saw her attacker: Ash. 

Ash had used a phase tear to reach you and Horizon’s perch, so she was able to sneak up on her. She’d downed Horizon with a Kraber, and was in the middle of her finisher. You drew your gun without hesitation and fired.

“Leave her alone!” You yelled. It looked like Ash was alone, that is, until her teammate dropped in on you. Revenant used his passive to climb up on the walls, laying in wait like a tiger in the grass. Then, when you showed up, he dropped in and shot at you with his wingman. Your shields and health fell faster than his; then, instead of just downing you, he charged at you full force. You screamed as you hit the ground, and he kicked your gun far out of reach. Then, chuckling, he hoisted you up with one hand, shoving you against the wall. 

“Ah, ah, ah…” He hummed, tightening his grip as you struggled. “Doc was first in line. You’ll get your turn.”

“No, you can’t—” 

“Shh,” Revenant cut you off by using his free hand to seize your throat. He squeezed hard enough to keep you from talking, but not hard enough to outright kill you. You gasped and clawed at his hand, trying to pry him off. He lowered you to the ground, so you could see Ash and Horizon.

“You’ll miss the best part.”

….

By now, you were crying, and the tears fell freely down your cheeks. 

“It was my fault,” you answered, your voice broken up from your cries. “You got hurt, all because of me.” 

“No, love, we were ambushed.” Horizon answered gently, frowning. She climbed over the blankets and knelt in front of you. She took your face into her hands, brushing tears away with her thumbs. “And that’s something that can happen to anyone in the Games. Even so, I know how hard you tried, and I’m proud of you for that.”

You didn’t respond, just crying quietly into her hands. Everyone had their reasons for participating in the games; some fought for fame, others for fun. But Horizon fought for her family. So, in your mind, your mistake put that much more distance between them. “But,” you hiccuped, “if something bad happened to you—”

“Aye, that’s a risk that comes with the territory, I’m afraid,” Horizon sighed. “ But dinnae worry, Dr. Reid’s been tryin’ to kill me for quite some time now. If she hasn’t succeeded by now, well…her superiority has seen better days.”

You nodded, but you still felt guilty. Horizon let go of your face and squeezed your shoulder.

“Remember,” Dr. Somers went on. “No matter what happens, whether we win the game or we’re among the first eliminated, I cannae ask for a better colleague by my side. You fight with everything you have, and that’s all I could ever ask for.”

A faint smile tugged at the corner of your lips. “Thanks,” you responded, wiping away what was left of your tears. Horizon smiled. 

“It’s no problem at all, darlin’.” She answered warmly. She took a glance out your window. Now, it was dark outside. “Well, it looks like it will be a clear night tonight. Care to join me for a wee bit of stargazing? The fresh air may do you good.”

You followed her gaze. If anyone else had asked you to do anything tonight, you wouldn’t hesitate to decline. But, Horizon had a warm and comforting presence, and you didn’t mind her company. “Okay, sure.” 

Horizon smiled. “Great, I’ll brew us up some tea. Just remember to bring a jacket, it may be cold.”

It was a clear night indeed, and the sky was covered in a blanket of stars. Horizon was gushing about the various constellations, but you had trouble seeing them. 

“Where?” You asked for the umteenth time, squinting your eyes as if it’d help you see better. Horizon giggled and turned your head in the right direction.

“There, dear. That’s Orion and his belt, if you follow the line of stars going there, and there.” Mary answered. Her other hand was on your shoulder, idly tracing the pattern against your skin. You shivered, and your shoulders stiffened.

“Hehey,” you giggled, leaning away from her hand. “That tickles.”

Mary stopped, keeping her hand still. “Oops, sorry, love.” There was a beat, and then she gave you a small smile. “Though, it was nice to see you smile for a bit.”

You nodded, not giving what she said much thought. You returned your attention to the stars, and she followed suit. 

“Let’s see now, next we have Orion’s belt, there.” Dr. Somers explained, pointing to the sky. “And, if you put a straight line through it and travel south, you’ll come to Sirius…”

 You felt her tracing against your skin again while she spoke. Though, this time, she ended her statement with a deliberate tap at the side of your neck. You flinched. 

“Dr. Somers!” You yelped, raising your shoulders. “You did that on purpose.”

“I’m sorry, you just look so glum.” Horizon gently swiped her fingertips against the back of your rib cage. You folded like a lawn chair, and wrapped your arms protectively around your torso. “I’m only trying to get you to smile.” 

“Ah, it’s okay. You don’t have to,” You tittered, instinctively leaning out of her reach. Horizon chuckled and propped herself up onto her knees.

“Well, I’d like to. After all, what else are friends for?” She echoed, now grinning brightly. 

Your eyes widened with realization, and you backed up even further. Horizon followed after you.

“Come here, darlin’.” She extended her arms out towards you, and her fingers wiggled. You shook your head, grinning.

“...N-Noho,” You snickered. Your eyes darted between her hands and the area around you, searching for an escape route. Suddenly, Dr. Somers lunged forward and wrapped her arms around you. You squealed and raised your hands defensively. Although she hadn’t started tickling, you were giggling up a storm. “Nohoho, dohohn’t!”

“What ever is the matter, (Y/N)?” Horizon giggled. She wasn’t holding onto too tightly, so you could’ve pulled away. But, you were giggling too hard to notice. “I haven’t done anything. What’s so funny?”

“Dohohn’t do it, plehehease,” you pleaded. You grabbed her wrists  and, much to your surprise, Dr. Somers scooped your hands into hers. She fluttered her fingertips against your palms. You didn’t expect it to tickle, but it did, and it made you giggle louder. “Nahaha dohohn’t!”

“Don’t what, love?” She asked, giggling along with you. After a few more scritches along your palms, she wrenched her hands free, and went for your sides. She poked at them, finding a new spot to poke at whenever your arm blocked her. Eventually, it was hard to keep up with her, and you were squirming around in her arms, squealing and giggling. 

“Tihihickle mehehehe!”

You said it before you could process it. Horizon smirked and gave a quick scribble across your stomach, making you let out a sudden shout of laughter. You threw your arms around yourself for protection, but she always seemed to find ticklish spots that weren’t covered.

“Well, I’m trying! But you’re makin’ it a wee bit difficult,” She teased. She returned to your sides and squeezed them. You doubled over, keeping your arms wound tight around your torso. Dr. Somers guided you to the ground so you wouldn’t hurt yourself. 

“Nahahahat whahaht I meahahahnt!” You cried out. You gave up on trying to block access with your arms, and batted at her hands instead. “Dohohohon’t tihihihckle mehehee!”

Horizon laughed. “But you just asked me to!” she argued. For the most part, she was still able to tickle you, even if she had to pause to shake off your hands. She went higher, tickling the spaces between your ribs. She alternated between poking and gentle scratches, and you yelped. 

“I dihihdn’t!”

“You did! C’mon dear, I’m just trying to cheer you up!” She swiped her fingers along the length of your rib cage, up and down, until her hands came just shy of your armpits. You clamped your arms down, and your giggles spiked up to laughter. 

“I’m nahahaht sahahahad! Plehehehase,” You held your arms flat against your sides, so Mary couldn’t reach your armpits. So, she went for your neck, burrowing her fingertips into the space between your neck and shoulder. You scrunched up your shoulders and trapped her hand, but it didn’t stop her from tickling. “I’m okahahahahahy!”

Horizon stopped tickling. She pulled her hand free, waiting for your laughter to calm down. “Are you sure?” She asked with genuine concern. She tenderly stroked your cheek with her thumb. “Because I don’t want you thinking that you’re anything less than a wonderful friend to me.”

You nodded. You felt a brief pang of guilt again as you recalled what happened, but you shook it away, and met Mary’s eyes. “Yes,” you answered, nodding some more. “I’m sure.”

Mary looked at you for a moment and, although she didn’t say it, she wasn’t convinced. She knew a sad look when she saw one. But, instead of calling you out, she gave you a smile. “I’m happy to hear it, darlin’. But, just to be doubly sure…”

You gave her a confused look. It seemed like she was about to let you up, but Horizon had other ideas. Her smile brightened as she wiggled her fingers at you again. You gasped.

“Wait!” You yelled. You immediately dropped your hands back over your torso, giggling nervously. “Wahahait! I’m okay, Dr. Somers! I feel a lohoht better!”

“Oh, I believe you, (Y/N). But, you know what we scientists say,” She hummed, holding her hands just a few inches away from your torso. “If at first you succeed, best replicate your work and do it again.”

You’re not sure what came over you but, before she could tickle you again, you reacted first. Your hands shot forward and ended up on her sides. Dr. Somers faltered and moved to stop you, but it was too late. You tickled her the same way she tickled you; a light touch, with fast wiggling fingers that were almost impossible to keep up with. Horizon dissolved into giggles almost immediately. 

“Whoahaha! Nohoho dehaharie!” She tried to catch your hands, but you stayed ahead of her, suddenly sticking your hands underneath her arms. Mary squealed and brought her arms down. She laughed for a good three minutes before saying, “I wahahas ohohnly tryin’ to hehehlp youhuhu!”

“You did help me, Dr. Somers!” You grinned, using your thumbs to prod into her armpits. Horizon keeled over, and you took the opportunity to kneel over her legs. “But now, it’s your turn to laugh.”

And she did. You weren’t sure if she was that ticklish, or just completely caught off guard, but it didn’t take much for you to get her laughing. You were still tickling her armpits and moved your fingers in a spider-like motion, scritching over every patch of ticklish skin. Dr. Somers was holding onto your wrists, but not tight enough to deter you. You used your thumbs again to scratch circles into her armpits, making her toss her head back with louder laughter. 

“(Y/N) NOHOAHAHAHA!” Mary yelled. She squeezed her arms against her sides as you tickled faster. You chuckled and pulled your hands free, squeezing down to her rib cage. Dr. Somers inadvertently snorted, and her squirming turned much more frantic. “PLEHEHEHASE! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!”

“Where, doctor?” You feigned innocence and gently squeezed at each rib. Horizon’s grip on your wrists tightened, and her legs drummed against the floor. 

“THEHEHRE—AH!” 

You skittered your nails at her centermost ribs, making her yelp again. She fell back into her laughing fit as you repeated the motion, throwing in a squeeze now and again to keep her guessing. 

“There? C’mon, doc, you’re a scientist.” You teased, having to speak up over her laughter. “I know you can be more specific than that!”

But, as fun as this was, and despite Horizon loving to see you in a better mood, it was time for her to flip the script. Literally.

Since she was still holding onto your wrists, and your attention was fixed on tickling her, Mary had an escape route. When you decided to switch spots, targeting her stomach, she curled into a ball. She pulled you along with her as she moved, and you were thrown off balance. Mary used the momentum to drag you to the ground with her, and was quick to squeeze at your hips and waist. 

 You screamed, arms and legs flailing, and Horizon trapped you further in her arms. You tried to grab her hands, but she jumped to a different spot, lightly clawing at your belly. 

“NONOAHAHA! SOHOHRRYSOHORRYSORRY!” You yelled. You wriggled to and fro in her arms, trying to flee, but Dr. Somers kept you right where you were. 

“Aw, there’s no need for that love! I’m not cross with you,” Horizon slowed the tickling down, so that her fingertips barely stroked over your belly. You giggled desperately, finally able to grab her hands. Dr. Somers grinned, allowing it, only to pull away seconds later and reach under your arms. By the time you brought your arms down, she was already scritching away at the hollows. “But I’m still gonna getcha back!”

You held your arms tight against your body, rocking side to side. “Okahahahahy!” you yelped. “You gohohohoht mehehehehe!”

Horizon chuckled. She pulled one of her hands out of your armpits and prodded down your rib cage, making you jolt. She poked more deliberately at your tummy, and laughed along with you as you snorted. “Your laugh is so cute, (Y/N).”

Your cheeks flushed, and you weakly batted at her hand, still giggling your head off. Dr. Somers could tell you were getting tired. So, after pulling her hand away one more time, she scribbled all over your torso, moving at a speed that would make Octane jealous. Your frantic giggling turned into loud laughter, and you bucked your hips. 

“DR. SOHOHOHOHMERS!” You cried out, folding again as she lightly jabbed into your midsection. “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Seconds later, Horizon stopped, and she squeezed you affectionately. “Alright, alright, I’m finished. I suppose that was enough revenge for one day.” She giggled. You slumped back against her, breathing deeply. She peeked down at you after a few minutes of silence. “How’re you feeling, darlin?”

You looked up at her, and the smile you gave her was brighter than any star she’d seen. “Much better, Dr. Somers. Thank you.”

A/N: I apologize for the long wait, but I really hope you liked the story!

[ynsvnte]

My back hurts so bad wtf

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

[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 ♡

[~*~]

🌸🪻 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]

This is AMAZING this is PERFECTION this is FABULOUS and this is one of the best masterpieces ever created thank you very much for such a piece of pure GOLD

Precious beans precious beans precious beans aaaaa they are simply so cute and lovely aaaaaa ♡♡♡♡ I love how they are in ur style and those big smiles simply MELT my heart

Yeap, I have not played OMORI, but I know the plot and generally love the characters from there—

Therefore, a drawing with Hero and Mari spontaneously turned out, cause they are a charming couple ^^

[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.

[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

[gallifreyanhotfive]

Random Doctor Who Facts You Might Not Know, Part 58

Before she decided to be called Susan, Susan was called Arkytior according to some accounts. Arkytior is the Gallifreyan word for "rose." (Short story: Roses)

Indeed, when Spring-Heeled Jack looked into the Eighth Doctor's mind, he referred Susan as his "precious little flower." (Comic: The Curious Tale of Spring-Heeled Jack)

The Fifth Doctor was once scientific advisor to Queen Victoria. (Novel: Empire of Death)

The version of the sonic screwdriver seen in the Doctor Who TV Movie was destroyed by Mary Shelley. (Audio: The Silver Turk)

In one possible future, the Delgado Master received long term care from the Third Doctor in a Zero Room after a collision in the vortex. (Audio: The Threshold)

The Delgado Master's TARDIS console sometimes makes the sound of a drumbeat of four. (Audio: The Threshold)

The Fourth Doctor could tell the difference between natural cerebrospinal fluid and an artificial version with added nutrients based on taste. (Audio: Invasion of the Body Stealers)

While stranded on Earth for 77 years, the Spy Master became a mycologist in Russia while trying to find a Silurian camp as part of an elaborate plan to interfere with Jo and Cliff Jones' marriage. He also became the scientific advisor for the Soviet Union's version of UNIT. (Short story: The Master and Margarita)

Nyssa once called the Fifth Doctor’s cricket pads "strange leggings." (Audio: Autumn)

The Fourth Doctor once downed 12 single malt scotches with a water chaser in order to protect himself against an extradimensional creature. (Novel: Drift)

Irving Braxiatel owns champagne glasses that were molded on the breasts of Marie Antoinette. (Novel: Professor Bernice Summerfield and the Doomsday Manuscript)

Braxiatel finds it hard to show sympathy, so he normally doesn't even try. (Novel: Professor Bernice Summerfield and the Doomsday Manuscript)

After learning to read and write, Jamie wrote a letter to Victoria to thank her for her lessons. The Seventh Doctor later delivered this letter to an elderly Victoria. (Audio: The Story of Extinction)

The Shadow Directory calls Time Lords "caillou." (Novel: Christmas on a Rational Planet)

The Shalka Doctor is ticklish. (Short story: The Feast of the Stone)

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