#Ticklish!Wally

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Howdy would be a master tickler!! Those extra arms are absolutely a killer for his neighbors! Of course I had to draw Wally ending up on the wrong side of those arms~

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[kanene-yaaay]

So adorably adorable!! Look this happy smile, the blush, the giggles!!!! This scenario is living rent free in my mind from now on, I want to print it and put on my wall so I can look at it forever <3 <3 <3 <3

*walks in*

t i c k l e h i m

Ticklish Wallers 🫶

Just another excuse to draw Bap! Content 😋

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Okay, But Who Do You Main in Mario Kart?

Fandom: DC

Ship: JayRoy, Birdflash

Summary: Dick just wants to play Coin Runners, and Jason knows not to fight when Dick has that look on his face. Based on my belief that I could guess who someone mains in Mario Kart based on their personality, and this incredibly clever and big-brain anon. (ps, Dick would totally main Cat Peach)

“I fucking hate Coin Runners,” Jason sighs, watching his older brother choose the next game for them to play, “can we just do another race, dickhead?”

“No,” Dick whines, “I love Coin Runners and we haven’t even played once.”

“Yeah,” Jason groans, “because it sucks.” He looks towards Roy in hopes that he’ll choose a side, but is just met with an apathetic expression. 

“I’m staying out of this,” Roy shrugs, “but your team kind of sucks at mini games, Dick. Why don’t we go back to the races?”

“Hey!” Wally gasps, sending a scandalized look in Roy’s direction, “half of our team sucks, that’s an important distinction.” 

Dick’s jaw drops, pausing his character selection to gape at his boyfriend. “It’s not my fault you decided to take the opportunity to try out new characters!”

“Well it was either choose a new character and have an excuse for losing, or have to admit that my boyfriend absolutely sucks at Mario Kart!” Wally exclaims, gesturing vaguely towards the screen. 

Just as they fall into a rhythm of back-and-forth bickering, the front door opens down the hall, the chattering of Steph, Mia, Cass, and Donna floating through the foyer. Quick, quiet footsteps dash towards the living room, and Steph pokes her head in, looking warily towards the couch. “We brought Dunkin.”

“Fuck yes,” Jason exclaims, rising from the couch to grab a coffee, Roy trailing behind. 

Wally and Dick stay on the couch, customizing their cars as they wait for Roy and Jason, that is, until Donna’s head is suddenly popping into the room, “doughnuts too!” They’re in the kitchen, quite literally, in the blink of an eye, raiding the box of doughnuts while Mia, Cass, and Jason talk about what they’ve been reading. Mia is only interested in talking about Tennessee Williams, ‘going through a phase’ as Roy describes it, and Cass divulges that she’s been in a reading slump. Jason could only suggest Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, the only book he’s read in the last two weeks, courtesy of a special request from Lian. 

Dick and Wally get wrapped up talking to Donna about some off-world issue that Diana, Clark, and Hal had been tending to, and whether Dick should bring back the discowing costume. The opinion is a hard, resounding no, but Dick still argues for giving it a new life, now that they’re in a 70s resurgence. By the time Wally and Dick return to the living room, Jason and Roy have already resettled, Cass and Mia also now in the room, sitting on one of the far couches while contemplating joining the game. 

When Dick finally sits on the couch, he notices that the game has been changed; Coin Runners was ended prematurely, and Jason and Roy are in the character selection for a 200cc race. They have already chosen their characters, Wario and Dry Bones, and are waiting for Dick and Wally to select their own. Dick glares Jason’s way, ignoring the impatience on his younger brother’s face.

“Just choose Cat Peach so we can play already,” Jason chides, jokingly grabbing for Dick’s controller on the coffee table. Dick intercepts him, attempting to shoo him away by poking him in the ribs. Jason shies away with a grunt, quickly recoiling out of reach. When he’s upright and no longer as vulnerable, he locks eyes with Dick, eyes squinted. 

Dick grins back, mischievous and lightly malicious, quite Chesire cat. Jason knows exactly what the look means, and before Dick can even move a finger he’s catapulting himself over the back of the couch, making a mad dash down the hall. “Oh fuck no.”

Dick makes chase, giggling maniacally and frantically as he follows Jason’s loud footsteps out of the living room. 

“Leave me the fuck alone!” Jason yells as he’s backed into a corner, seriously considering whether it’s worth it to scale the wall next to the stairs to get to the second floor. He decides that it is, throwing himself as high as he can get, hoping to grab onto the railing. He falls back down with a thud when Dick grabs him around the ankle, tackling him to the ground. “Fucking ow, dickhead.”

“This is all on you, Jaybird. We could’ve just played Coin Runners,” Dick teases, trying to grab Jason’s wrists as Jason bucks wildly. “Hey, Wally?” Dick calls down the hall, back towards the living room. 

“Yeah, babe?” Wally responds.

“I need your help!”

Wally is next to him before he even finishes the sentence, grinning down at Jason and Dick grappling. Jason grunts when Dick manages to gain the upperhand for a moment, stradling Jason, and Dick is quick to tell Wally to grab Jason’s hands. 

“Fuck, no, West, I will kill you,” Jason threatens with a glare. He considers, for a fraction of a second, calling Roy, but that would be admitting defeat. He continues to fight until Wally shoots a slowly vibrating finger towards Jason’s ribs, Jason squealing and tensing enough for Wally to scoop both wrists into his hands. “You’re so dead, you’re not living to see tomorrow, West.”

Wally pales, but plays it cool, “you know, I’m not too worried. You don’t look all too threatening right now.”

“I promise, it will be slow and-” Jason clamps his mouth shut, biting hard on his bottom lip. Dick had brought his hands up to dig into Jason’s sides, going from slow, teasing circles to spidering in with his fingertips, switching at random intervals. 

“C’mon, Jaybird, I know you wanna giggle. I see the smile peeking out,” Dick teases with that disgustingly endeared voice he does when he’s pulling the Big Brother card. 

Just as Jason gets used to Dick’s maddening pattern, Dick reaches a hand back and squeezes Jason’s hip, and Jason snorts loud enough to be heard all the way down the hall, the dam finally breaking. 

“You forget,” Dick grins, “I am your older brother, I know exactly how to get you to break.”

“Fuc- fuhuhucking- no,” Jason cackles, throwing his head back with another snort when Dick continues to squeeze. He makes a show of pulling at his arms, but Wally can tell its nowhere close to Jason’s full strength, something Dick knows all too well. 

When he’s satisfied with how many snorts he’s produced from Jason, and satisfied with Jason’s embarrassment about his uncontrollable snorting, Dick’s fingers move to Jason’s stomach, pinching the skin on both sides of his belly button. Jason squeals, bucking up and down as he starts to giggle, uncontrollably. Jason would have taken this to his grave if it weren’t for Dick, if it weren’t for his older brother analytically conjuring the most embarrassing reactions he can from him. 

“You know, if I didn’t value my life, I would say that this is almost cute,” Wally chirps, and Jason squeals out a string of curses and threats. Wally thinks he can make out something about time travel, and something about Barry and space, but it’s not as scary when Jason is red in the face, giggling uncontrollably as his older brother tickles his tummy. 

When Jason feels his shirt move up, seeing the evil glint in Dick’s eyes, he absolutely screams, bucking as hard as he can, desperately squirming to get away from his brother’s rapidly descending face. “Dihihick, no! Yohou’re so dead! I sw-” Jason cuts himself off with a screech, trying to melt into the floor to get his stomach away from Dick’s lips. Dick just laughs along, giving him a few more before relenting. 

“I’m not done just yet,” Dick teases, “one more spot, Jaybird.” Dick looks up from his brother for a minute and notices Roy leaning against the wall, trying to hide his endeared grin at the state his boyfriend is in on the ground. Dick starts to rub soft, ticklish circles under Jason’s belly button, grinning when his brother starts to giggle again. “Oh look, we even have an audience.”

Jason hadn’t realized his eyes had been screwed shut, but he opens them quickly, looking up at Roy, mortified. “Dihihick, you’re going to die.”

“Well, yeah, we all are,” Dick says in a sing-song tone, “but you first.” With that, his fingers dart up to Jason’s armpits, and his younger brother shrieks, trying to jacknife away from too all-too-knowing fingers. “Good to know this is still your worst spot!” 

Jason tries to dispute it, tries to continue to threaten his brother, but it all tickles so much, and his body feels like a live wire. Something about Dick tickling him always made it so much worse, it made everything tickle so much more, and he always felt completely helpless up against Dick’s Big Brother Skills™ and Big Brother Tactics™. 

Wally suddenly lets go of Jason’s hands, and Jason manages to wrestle Dick away from him, rolling onto his stomach and giggling into his arms. 

“You broke my boyfriend, Dickie,” Roy says, jokingly upset. 

“Nah, he’s just fine,” Dick waves off with a grin, “he’ll sit there and giggle for a few minutes, and blush for the rest of the day, but he’ll survive.” 

Jason groans, something so incredibly embarrassing about how Dick cannot only precisely predict Jason’s reactions, but also the aftermath of his attacks. He tries to sit up, but just continues to giggle, proving Dick’s point as he brings his hands up to cover his face. 

Dick ruffles Jason’s hair, standing next to Wally, “hurry up, we’re playing Coin Runners.”

Jason just groans, flipping him off as Dick and Wally walk back towards the living room. Roy moves closer to Jason, kneeling down so he can see his face. He puts a single finger under his chin and leans in, placing a kiss just on the corner of Jason’s mouth. “That was really cute.”

Jason’s blush grows hotter, glaring at Roy. “Don’t think you’re safe, West is the top of my hit-list, but you’re not too far down.”

[august-anon]

Preening

For Tickletober Day 27 - Non-Human Parts

Okay so i barely edited this but i wanted to get it out on time so here it is lol. I finished this one way back in the beginning of September before I finished the first DCAU Justice League cartoon, and i have not yet started Justice League Unlimited, so please forgive my characterization if it seems Off lol

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Fandom: Justice League (2001) (aka DCAU verse)

Ship(s): Gen!!! Platonic besties Flash and Hawkgirl (their friendship is so important to me)

Characters (lee/ler): Lee!Shayera (Hawkgirl) & Ler!Wally (Flash)

Word Count: 1381 words

Summary: Shayera's wings got a bit messed up in their most recent mission. Flash offers to help her preen.

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The Watchtower was always busiest after a mission, between all the lengthy debriefs and medical attention, but that only made the silence after all the more haunting. The rest of her teammates had made their way back to Earth, licking at their wounds, while the ones who hadn’t been on the mission stopped arguing about who was on monitor duty ages ago. Now it was only Shayera and the cold metal walls of the infirmary.

She’d taken more than her fair share of hits on the mission, being tossed around by the supervillain of the week like she was nothing more than a ragdoll. Her pride could take the hit, but her body didn’t quite agree. By the time J’onn was done patching her up. Shayera had one ankle in a brace, one arm in a sling, a couple dozen stitches, and she was absolutely covered in bandages. Maybe it was time to look into updating her costume, perhaps something a bit more protective.

The worst of it, though, had to be her wings. They were in absolute disarray, scraggly and itchy and uncomfortable. A few feathers had even snapped from the impact of her getting tossed around, though thankfully they were mainly older feathers that were preparing to molt anyway. Still it was hard enough to preen by herself on a good day. With the exhaustion of battle tugging at her bones and one arm trapped in a sling, this was going to take her hours.

Shayera settled into one of the medbay cots, creating a little nest of sheets from the handful of cots to help fight off the ever-present chill of space. She brought one wing around in front of her, starting to tug out broken feathers and readjust any that she could. After twenty minutes her patience had started running thin and she had hardly even made a dent in her primaries.

She startled when the infirmary door slid open, almost tearing out a feather she had merely been trying to straighten. She shot a glare over her shoulder, catching a flash of bright red and only scowling harder.

“Yo, Hawkgirl! You okay? You didn’t head home with the others, thought I might check up on you. Brought you a cappuccino.”

Shayera sighed, turning back to the wing in front of her. “I’m really not in the mood, Flash. What are you even still doing here?”

Flash groaned and leaned against the wall. “I got saddled with monitor duty, since Superman has a crisis in Metropolis and I’m the only other one who wasn’t on the mission.”

“How unfortunate,” Shayera said flatly.

“I know, right? It’s the most boring job there is– hey, are you alright?”

Shayera quickly dropped the grimace that had risen to her face. Tugging out old feathers was never comfortable, but it was best to get it done quickly so new ones could take their place.

“I’m fine. Don’t you have somewhere you should be?”

The room went quiet for a moment, and if it wasn’t for the faint reflection of Flash in the giant window across from her, she would’ve thought he’d finally left her alone. She went back to combing through her feathers with her free hand, doing her best to straighten the barbs and hoping the hooklets would catch again without too much attention from her.

“That’s a lot of wingspan you got there for just one hand.”

She shot another glare over her shoulder. “Do you even know how to preen?” 

Flash frowned and opened his mouth, as if to argue, but quickly shut it again.

“No? Then leave me alone.”

“I’m just saying, I might not know how feathers work, but that looks pretty painful from here. I can help if you want, it’s really no problem.”

Shayera sighed and looked over the pitiful progress she had made. It probably wouldn’t hurt to have an extra pair of hands, especially since she was down one. At this rate, it’d take her hours to finish just one wing.

“Fine– but just this once!”

There was a rush of wind and suddenly, Flash was hovering over her shoulder, staring down at her hands where they combed through the feathers. “How do I help?”

“Any broken ones, grab firmly at the base of the quill and tug–”

“Doesn’t that hurt?”

“A little, but it’ll hurt more if they stay in and I try to fly around. Just pull them out as best as you can. The rest, just try to smooth and straighten them out.”

Flash saluted her, then settled down behind her at the edge of her nest. She stretched out her opposite wing for him to work on, before refocusing on her own task. For once, Flash didn’t seem to feel the need to fill the silence between them, focused on his task as he was. She couldn’t help but wince every time he pulled a feather out, and she could hear him hiss in sympathy each time, but it was better than the discomfort of them being left alone.

The problems didn’t arise until several minutes later, when Flash buried his fingers into her feathers and ruffled them about, trying to smooth them out and shake any old feathers loose. Shayera gasped and straightened, her wing flinching out of his hands. Flash gaped for a moment, his hands still hovering in midair, before his expression crumpled.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you–”

“It’s fine.”

“But–”

“Flash, it’s fine. It didn’t hurt.” She moved her wing back into range. “Wings are just a bit sensitive, is all.”

He gave her a salacious grin. “You mean–”

“No. You think you’d be allowed anywhere near them if they were?”

Flash pouted. “Yeah, I guess.” He titled his head. “Sensitive how though?”

“Just– sensitive. Drop it, Flash.” She turned back to her own wing, trying to signal that the conversation was over.

Flash, of course, was never one to take a hint. His hands were ruffling through her feathers again almost immediately, sending tingly-tickling vibrations through the quills and under her skin. She shivered and tried to squirm away, forcing down the smile that tried to sneak onto her face. For a brief moment, she wished her headpiece covered her whole face instead of just the top half.

“Come on, if it doesn’t hurt and it’s not like that, then what’s it feel like?” He leaned forward over her shoulder, trying to get a glimpse of her face. “Hawkgirl?”

“Cut– cut it out, Flash!” 

Shayera never should’ve opened her mouth. It was just an invitation for a chuckle to sneak out at the end of her sentence, and Flash’s face lit up like he’d won the lottery.

“No way – Hawkgirl’s ticklish?”

“Flash, come on!”

Unfortunately, now that Flash had spotted a chink in her armor, he was in no hurry to let it go. He reached out toward her other wing, stroking through both at once, burying his hands in the feathers at the tops of her wings to scratch at the skin hidden underneath. She doubled over her own legs, bringing her nest of sheets up to her face to bury her laugh into. Her wings flapped as the tickling feeling got worse, and she tried her best to muffle a squeal into the thin fabric.

“Superspeed is cheating!” She shouted at him.

He laughed at her. “I like to think of it as ‘using my resources.’”

Fortunately, Flash didn’t torment her for long. She’d had a long day and a hard battle, and she didn’t have her usual stamina for his particular brand of shenanigans at the moment. She caught her breath while Flash went back to preening, straightening out the feathers he’d twisted up himself and continuing to tug out the damaged ones. Eventually, Shayera sat up again, shot him yet another glare, and went back to preening as well.

“Just wait until G.L. hears about this.”

“If you tell John – or anyone else, for that matter – anything about this, I will make sure you regret it for the rest of your life.”

“Uh huh, sure.”

Something told her that Flash wasn’t going to take her threats seriously. No matter, she had her own ways of keeping him quiet. Perhaps a taste of his own medicine.

[kanene-yaaay]

Y E S

I crave Wally getting playfully wrecked by Howdy. (Man’s can give four times the tiggles.)

he got caught painting all the fruit blue

- this is a SFW tickle blog, so no funny business in the notes -

[junespriince]

Lavender and strawberries cream au Wally aita post

Am I the asshole?

Me, 29m just wants my boyfriend 27m to eat, but he won't! And it not a disorder, trust me I looked into it and finally had to corner him to ask why he won't drink the blood I'm offering him. He's afraid I'll die! Hello??? Speedster here?? I can superheal that's the other part of my abilities! Also rude to think I can't fight him off, he's very ticklish, I would survive.

I even tried blood substitutes! Slade blood makes sense, even I wouldn't be that's desperate, he won't drink animals blood because his son, 13m, won't drink animals blood anymore after a cow, and he won't drink stolen blood bank blood! I'm running out of options!! He has to eat, vampire do have to eat right? That's what Google, fanfics, and twilight told me... Oh fuck... Maybe I am the asshole!?

I'll just corner my boss who is his father and get the information out of him!

Edit: no go, I think my boyfriend can't eat without anxiety, HOW DO I FIX THAT??? VAMPIRE THERAPY???

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Julie is a mean lil tickle monster! Poor Wally gets attacked constantly lmao

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

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⭐𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚡 𝙶𝙽!𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗!𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍!𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛 (Platonic)⭐

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚌. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍! There will be mentions of baby talk and teasing.

𝚈𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌. (𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝)

Wally and Frank belong to partycoffin along with the entirely of welcome home.

𝙽𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛(𝚢𝚘𝚞)𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

𝙽𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝

It was a perfectly normal day. It was sunny and warm and all of the neighborhood was busy doing their own things. It was quite but not that quite. And you decided that today you would spend time with your favorite puppet, WALLY! He was always so fun to hang out with! And today was so perfect! It would be the obvious choice to spend time with him. . .Oh how wrong you were.

Right. Back to the present.

You were in Wally's home just chatting. Talking about random things that came to mind. Everything was going smoothly. . . until-

"And as I was saying he- oh! Neighbor! You've got something on your shirt!" "Huh? Oh it's okay! Really it doesn't-" "No No Neighbor. I insist that I wipe it off." Before you could protest any further his hand wiped a bit of dust. . . off your side . . . That caused you to flinch and jump a little and also let out a small squeak sound.

"Neighbor, what was that? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He asked with genuine concern in his voice. It truly made you feel kind of bad. If only it wasn't so darn embarrassing to say! "Yes!- yes! I'm okay! It's just that it- uh- it tickled a little. " he tilted his head a little in confusion. " 'Tic . . . kled'? What's that? Is it a human thing?" "Well it-" "Oh, I think Frank told me about it! They said it makes people laugh, right? Well, puppets aren't really 'ticklish', BUT, I did hear humans were~" you definitely did not like that tone in his voice. You quickly got up to leave, but Wally had other ideas and held (not too tight) on your arm. "Oh Neighbor~ you surely wouldn't mind if I tickled you right?" "Wally wait!-" "Come on Neighbor! I just want to learn something about you~" and with that Wally (gently) pushed you back on the couch, facing him, tickling your sides.

"WAIT! WAIT! WALLY WAIT- AHAHAHAH!" "Oh my! Neighbor, I never knew this would be so exhilarating! And you're laughing so much so this must be fun for you!" You couldn't tell if he was teasing you or not. It was so hard to tell because of how calm his voice sounded. "MAHAYBE IT'S FUHAHN FOHOR YOUOUH! IT'S NAHAT FAHAHIR!" "And how is that exactly? Your face says it all Neighbor ~ ha ha , I can tell you're having a blast." "IM NOHOHOT!" after a minute Wally was getting quite bored and decided he would start to tickle-sorry- "study" your armpits.

"Hm. I wonder. Can humans be ticklish in other places? Well, it wouldn't hurt to try! would it Neighbor?~" "NOHOHO!" "No? Well then if you're okay with it." "THAT ISN'T WHAT I - MEAHAHANT! NO NO NO! STOHOP!" You jumped at the oh so sudden change of spots. "Wow! Haha, are all humans this jumpy when they get tickled?" You really couldn't keep your arms up even if you tried. Making a short stop to Wally's "vicious" attack. "Oh dear. Neighbor, it appears you have trapped my hands. Guess that means you'll have to raise your arms to free them~" you breathe for a few seconds to replenish your lungs then give him an answer. "Nohoh! If I raise my arms you'll just tickle me again!" "Now Neighbor! I would never do that! I'm honestly quite offended you would think such a thing!" HE WAS LYING RIGHT THOUGH HIS WORDS! After he said that you gave him an answer that the second you said it you instantly wanted to take it back. "You lair! If I raise my arms you'll just keep tickling me!" He let out a very dramatic gasp and put a hand over where his heart would be as if to show he was very "offended" by what you just said. "What!? Why!- Me the ever so honest and truthful Wally Darling a liar!? How very rude you Neighbor! And to say we're such good friends to!? I just wanted to learn about you! But clearly you deserve so type of punishment for that. Looks like I'm going to have to teach my littlest Neighbor some manners." There was a pool of dread inside your stomach. Just what was he gonna do with you!? You were pretty scared judging from the tone in his voice on that second to last sentence. You train of thoughts was ruined as he grabbed one of you legs and face your stomach on lap. You shut your eyes closed excepting something to happen to you. . . but it never came . You opened one of your eyes slightly, that when Wally chose to dig all 8 of his fingers into your stomach making you squeal loudly in shock. "Tickle tickle little Neighbor. I wonder what the whole Neighborhood would think if they found out about such a adorable little weakness you have?" Your eyes widened when he said that. Would he really tell everyone about this? No no of course not he would never do that! . . . Right? "NOHOHO DON'T!" "Now now Neighbor. It's impossible to make out what you are saying over allll of your giggling. It was such a discovery to find out such light and simple touches could make you humans laugh so darn much." "NOHOHO PLEASE STOHOP! I LEARNED MY LESSON I SWEAHAR!" Your pleads fell on deaf ears unfortunately. "You want to know what the best part about this is Neighbor? You can never get me back! How lucky is it that I happen to not be ticklish anywhere? That means I could tickle you again and again and again and again and again and you could never be able to do the same because puppets aren't ticklish like humans. Isn't that fun, Neighbor ~?" "NOHOHO WALLY I TAKE IT BACK I SWEAHAR!" He softly sighed and said "Ha ha. okay okay , I suppose you've learned your lesson Neighbor. But just so we are clear . . . " he leaned down close to your ear and whispered "I won't hesitate to do that again. I find it absolutely adorable that you can have such reactions over that and I won't hesitate to tell the whole~ neighborhood about this cute little quirk you have [Reader]~ Are we on the same page?" You quickly replied," NO! No! I get your point really!" "Well, if you say so. Run along now little Neighbor it's getting late, and you have a big day ahead of you tomorrow. After all, I'm sure everyone will be curious about such a adorable little "gift" you humans have~."

Oh dear. I don't think he'll ever let you live this down.

[ten-shi-fandoms]

When we're off together dancing Cheek to Cheek

Pt 1

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CW: Welcome Home characters x Reader, gender neutral reader, pre established relationship, kisses (neck, ear, cheek and butterflu kisses along reader's face), Wally is canon height (12 apples tall so short), Characters and Reader dance together, Reader picks Wally up, Julie is called by she/they pronouns (she is canonically genderfluid) headcanons+scenario, Tooth rotting fluff

Characters: Wally Darling, Julie Joyful, Barnaby B. Beagle

Song that inspired this fic:

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Wally Darling 👁👁:

Wally and you dancing together would be so much fun as long as you stay mindful of his height.

Due to Wally being much shorter than you, dancing can be a bit difficult..

But don't worry things are fine because you can just pick him up!

Sure he goes limp at first, especially if you hug him before grabbing him but he's usually fine after a while and has no issue holding your hand as you sway around twirling him along with you.

This actually makes him so happy.

Just having your fingers laced with his as you happily sway around, sometimes even wrap his legs around your waist to stay secure as you dance around the floor holding him close makes him happy to be so close to you.

His head will naturally lay against your shoulder, occasionally burying his face in your neck enjoying just being near you.

While you dance around you can always feel Wally's hand near the back of your neck playing with your ears or hair, you can even feel his eyes watch you as you dance.

You have caught him multiple times staring at you with wide eyes, eyes dilated beyond belief watching you with intense focus.

When this happens sometimes you'll indulge him and stare back easily noticing how he smiles warmly at your effort to return his eye contact.

If you don't indulge him and look away instead, you can hear him sigh but he won't comment on it, especially if you get creeped out by staring. He will try to understand and cut down on it by completely nuzzling himself into your neck covering his eyes to make you more comfortable.

However even if his eyes are covered you aren't getting away from the neck kisses.

Wally never kisses your neck to start anything, it more as a way to show you he appreciates your efforts to dance with him and since he doesn't want to move from his spot to kiss your hand, he'll just kiss your neck and on occasion your ear if your neck is covered.

The kisses are gentle, soft, and feathery as if he's afraid you'll break if he kisses you to hard by accident.

If your ticklish and your neck or ears are sensitive he'll blow against the skin to make you laugh as you try to focus on dancing.

If your skin is sensitive but not ticklish he'll be extra gentle when he placed kisses there.

If your get embarrassed about the kisses he'll coo at you lovingly, admiring the red that spreads along your face or ears even placing extra kisses against the areas to see the color darken.

By the end of the dance you are either holding back laughter or a embarrassed mess when you put Wally down, who in turn will place a soft kiss against your hand as he thanks you for the dance with a small little smile.

Expect lots of dances when at Wally's place, often to songs he picked up from Barnaby.

Wally likes dancing with you in the comfort of Home because he know Barnaby will tease him if he saw the way you two dance, plus Home enjoys listening to the music, along with the soft laughs and sweet words exchanged between you two.

Just make sure to add a few songs Home likes, it makes Home happy and Wally even happier knowing you added songs for his sentient house to enjoy.

He never loved you more (*´ ˘ `*)

The sound of soft music filled Home's interior as you swayed around the living room Wally held gently in your arms holding one of his hands while you made your way around the room dancing. A small smile gracing your face each time Wally cling closer onto you, his head laid on your shoulder with his eyes peering up at you staring at you like the way a cat would stare at something it loved before ultimately hiding his face in the crook of your neck. You let out a small giggle amused by your partners actions.

"Wally, what are you doing my love?" you questioned, Wally only hummed in acknowledgment to your question. A gentle hand gripped yours softly as you continued to sway to the music that played on the record player behind you. "Nothing, just wondering how I got so lucky." he said, his voice laced with honey, a sound so charming it made your ears flush. Wally must've noticed because you heard him let out his odd little laugh before placing a kiss against your neck causing the color on your ears to darken.

"Truly, how did I get so lucky?"

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Julie Joyful🎉:

Dancing with Julie is always fun and often a bit of chaotic.

Due to Julie's hyperactive personality it's hard to slow dance with her but it's really easy to get her caught up in music and odd dances.

Swinging each other around, jumping up onto things, even twirling until you both feel sick is normal when Julie wants to dance.

However when Julie calms down or has less thoughts running through their mind slow dancing is so sweet and gentle.

When Julie is calm they'll wrap their arms around your waist swaying along with whatever you pace you are.

Her hand will lace itself with yours holding your close with your cheeks touching while you both dance.

Sure, she enjoys dancing around while twirling or jumping but having you so close also makes her happy.

Having both of your cheeks touching usually makes her giggle and try to hold you closer even if it's hard to because you still need room to move at least a little.

Julie loves messing with you when your so close, its just a bit of harmless fun.

She'll play with your hair as you sway her back and forth around the floor, the suddenly you feel slender fingers tickle you.

She does it every single time you both slow dance which is way you often opt for chaotic dances from Julie to play around and have fun istead of constantly tickling you.

Aside from that Julie is quick to shower you in kisses when you two dance.

It doesn't matter if your dancing chaotically or slow dancing, you are getting kissed no matter how much you try to run away.

It's like her lips somehow shower over your face in quick pecks forcing smiles, giggles and embarrassed grunts from you while Julie smiles joyfully at you.

Occasionally they'll put on lipstick and shower you in butterfly kisses littering your face with bright colored stains that make you look like a painting.

If you return the favors by tickling or kissing her the same way she is over the moon.

Your just so fun and Julie loves it! ( ˘ ³˘)

Laughter could be heard throught the streets of the neighborhood and it was clear to everyone who heard it that two people were out having fun.

Julie's lips once more shoved themselves against your stained skin, the bright blue lipstick littering your skin with yet another mark as your twirled her around causing her to laugh. "Stop dancing! I wanna give you more kisses!" she declared going in to kiss your face once more only for you to sway her causing more laugh to fall from her blue stained lips. "Come on we can dance after!" they whined out a bit childishly, her arm wrapped around your waist, while the other laid on your neck. She went to say something else before you kissed her cheek making her stop. A large smile growing on their face, their eyes twinkling happily at the sweet gesture. She was so happy as you continued to shower her face in gentle kisses, twirling her around adding to her serotonin. Once you finally stopped Julie was out of breath from how much they had laughed.

"Aw! I love you so much my jelly bean!"

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Barnaby B. Beagle 🐶:

Barnaby and you dancing is like the definition of wholesome.

You both are cracking jokes, teasing the other and over all having so much fun.

Barnaby is funny and will be the one to suggest the dance to make some jokes which you accept thinking it would be a great time to do the same.

Barnaby is rather tall and more times than not you have to look up at him to look him in the eyes so dancing is a bit of a challenge.

But no worries! Barnaby has a solution!

That solution is either making you wear stilts or holding you a bit off the ground to make you more comfortable.

If you don't like either option Barnaby will hold you close as you both dance while cracking jokes about your height much to your dismay.

No worry though, Barnaby is more than happy to let you crack your own jokes even encouraging them whenever you two are around each other.

Even if your jokes are trash Barnaby will still laugh at them, genuinely think they were funny despite you and everyone else collectively agreeing that it sucked.

Barnaby will kiss your cheek occasionally while he sways you around, laughing and joking if you look pouty or embarrassed afterward.

He thinks it's so much fun to bother you like this and you don't oppose to it so it's fine in his opinion.

He loved you and it's hilarious watching you struggle to hold on as he twirls you around just bit to much or a tad to fast.

It's not his fault your so cute and small, he's just reacting to you being so cute by telling jokes and teasing you just enough to be flustered.

What can he say, he likes cute small things. Ask his best friend Wally （·３·）

"Barnaby stop! I'm gonna fall!" your terror filled voice rang through the woods where Barnaby had taken you to what he said was going to be a 'peaceful' dance. Well he lied.

The moment you two got to the woods you had nothing but Barnaby joking and teasing you. Due to the land you opted for no stilts, which gave Barnaby the perfect chance to mess with you. The moment Barnaby had picked you up he started spinning you around, your feet were barely off the ground when he started to spin you and you were having a hard time not laughing or struggling to not fall as you cling to Barnaby's rainbow vest and he did was laugh at your struggling. He thought it was funny to see you whine and cling to him like a animal avoiding water. Slowly he stopped his pace of twirling keeping his hand laid firmly on your back as you looked at him pouting clearly unamused by his joke. "Aw don't look at me like that sugar pea'' he teased holding you close as you couldn't help but giggle.

"You gotta learn how to take a joke."

[fluffypandabun]

Uh 36 with lee Wally and Ler Barnaby?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“N-Nohohoho! Barnie!”

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

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

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

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

“Barnaby!” Wally whined through his giggles, 

“Cuhuhuhut it out!”

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

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

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

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

“Dohohohont-!”

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

“Thihihihihickle mehehehehe-“

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

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

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

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

“Eeeehehehehehe! Barnabihihihihie! Ehehehahahaha-!”

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

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

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

“Youhohohoho are sohohoho meahehehen!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

At the poking Wally started giggling again, squirming.

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

Immediately the beagle stopped, looking down at Wally worriedly.

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

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

Frowning Barnaby sniffed the air. 

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

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

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

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

“Are you okay!?”

“Forget about me! Go get the cookies!”

“Alright! I'm going! Don't panic-!”

“W-Wait! Put me down first-woooAH!”

[kanene-yaaay]

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

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

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

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

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

[tickletastic]

Somersweet

Fandom: DC/Young Justice

Ship: Birdflash <333

Summary: A glimpse into Wally and Dick's teenage years; the first time Wally realizes why, even as a billionaire, Bruce refuses to give his son candy. Day sixteen of Miya and Mia’s Tickletober: sweets!

Wally has never really used his height against Dick. He’s always been taller, but he is also older, and speed was always more of his thing anyways. He was fine with Dick flipping through the air, cartwheeling down the halls of the Young Justice headquarters.

When Dick had suggested they go to Wayne Manor and steal some of the Halloween candy that Bruce had started stockpiling for the trick-or-treaters, Wally thought it was a great idea. Free candy and he gets to chill in a mansion? It was a done deal for him. 

It was all fun and games when he thought he and Dick would just steal some candy and watch a movie, before he realized that Dick rarely, if ever, eats candy. It seems like the Dark Knight goes all out for Halloween, but rarely lets his own kid have any sweets. Wally can see why.

Dick is practically bouncing off the walls, running around in circles in the screening room, begging Wally to let him put his costume on so he can fight crime, saying he feels it’s time to “break bones and take names.” 

Wally, despite really wanting to see what happens, tells Dick no, he is absolutely not leaving the room in the state he’s in. Dick pouts, and he does puppy dog eyes, and he begs, but Wally stands his ground. He finds it incredibly difficult, of course, he’s had a crush on his best friend for like three entire years, but his worry for Dick’s safety outweighs the cuteness of his puppy dog eyes. 

Dick instead takes to jumping across the room’s chairs and couches, doing somersaults and cartwheels, doing triple backflips and handsprings. Wally, with his ability to practically watch seconds tick by in front of him, is having difficulty keeping up with how quick Dick is moving around the room. 

“Walls, I am totally whelmed right now,” Dick says in the middle of a front flip off the couch, “like, absolutely, completely whelmed.”

Wally laughs, speeding over to stand next to Dick, “even if that were a word, I don’t think that's how you’d use it.”

“No, no,” Dick says, shaking his head while running towards another couch, “it totally would be. I made it up so I get to choose how it’s used. 

“That’s totally not how language works, dude,” Wally says before finally deciding it might be time to reel Dick in. His flips and tricks are cool, but Wally is seriously worried that the sugar rush is going to cause him to trip over himself, which would be bad news for both of them. 

Wally runs and grabs a blanket, wrapping it around Dick and bringing him over to one of the couches, all within the blink of an eye. Dick attempts to wrestle out of the blanket, but Wally continues to tangle him up in it. Eventually Dick manages to get completely covered, his body disappearing under the Superman themed throw blanket. 

“Wally, let me out!” Dick laughs, muffled by the fabric.

“No can do, bird brain, not until you’ve got a little less pep in your step.” 

Dick continues to struggle, arms flailing and poking out as he tries to reach for Wally to push him away. Wally, of course, has the benefit of sight, and decides to start grabbing Dick back. The two of them engage in this awkward, partially blind wrestling match for a minute or two before Wally grabs Dick and Dick recoils with a squawk, squirming under the blanket. 

Wally does it again, and this time it produces a giggle, Dick’s hands coming up to produce a barrier, though he still can’t see Wally’s next move. 

Wally makes a grab for Dick and manages to wrangle him into a hug, the human burrito now trapped in his arms, and he makes quick work of skittering his fingers wherever he can reach, getting a wheeze and high-pitched giggles from his best friend. 

“Wahahally nohoho!” Dick squeals, unable to struggle due to both the blanket and Wally’s arms trapping him. 

“Aww, does that tickle?” Wally asks when he starts rubbing his head into the crevice of Dick’s neck and shoulder, “Is someone’s neck ticklish? What about your ribs? Does this tickle?”

Dick shrieks, going limp against Wally and trying to figure out any possible way of escape. He hears when Wally decides to count his ribs, and he desperately tries to get out of the redhead’s grasp.

“Dickie, you gotta hold still,” Wally teases, “counting them from under the blanket is hard enough, if I lose count I’ll have to start over!”

Of course, Wally loses count about five times, each time starting a new round of tickling on Dick’s upper ribs, which gets him crying out through hysterics. 

“Aww, where does it tickle?” Wally asks when he’s ‘forced’ to restart again, “Does it tickle here?”

He goes back in to get Dick’s top rib, and Dick shrieks, begging for Wally to stop, promising that he’ll finally calm down.

When Wally feels as though Dick has been positively tickled silly, he finally stops, releasing his grasp on Dick, allowing him to fully reveal himself from under the blanket. 

Dick comes out with his hair a mess, curls falling in his eyes. His face is red and he has a huge smile plastered on his face, tears trickling from the corner of his eyes. He looks happy, and Wally thinks that he wants this to be the last thing he ever sees, Dick smiling at him, joy written across his face. 

Dick pants, throwing a fake glare Wally’s way, “you’re-”

Dick is interrupted when Wally leans in for a kiss, soft and timid, and it takes him a second before he even realizes, before he’s kissing back. 

When they pull away they’re both smiling, sharing identical, smitten looks. The fondness in Wally’s eyes, Dick realizes now, had always been there, he had just never taken notice. 

“Dude, I’m-”

“You’re whelmed, aren’t you?” Dick asks with a little smirk on his face.

Wally just rolls his eyes, going in for another kiss. 

[foamy-cafe]

Winter Tickles [welcome home tickle fic]

hahaha this is about welcome home >:]] specifically a wally x y/n story >:]]

i spent so much time writing this goofy lil t-word fic,, i love welcome home istg,, ♡♡♡

 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒.

You were sitting beside Wally on his couch, enjoying a cup of hot cocoa on a chilly evening. It was nearing the winter months, though it seemed as if the cold weather was eager to show itself early. You were currently fixated on the usual Christmas shows that aired, even if it was 2 months before Christmas.

It struck you as odd once you realized that Wally had been gone for quite a while, though you brushed it off as him being the weird yet cute little puppet he always was.

As you were distracted watching the television, you suddenly felt fleece finger wiggling against your neck. You yelp, your eyes widening as you drew your shoulders up. Turning around, you were met with the excited gaze of the puppet.

"Gotcha, Neighbor~!" He sang, grinning brightly.

You rolled your eyes, giggling softly. "Oh, Wally.. c'mon..! You're gonna miss all the movies..!" You grabbed at the small puppet, lifting him from the ground and placing him on the couch next to you.

Wally giggled brightly, beaming up at you before cuddling against your warm body.

After a moment of silence, you noticed the puppet was staring up at you, a curious glint in his eyes.

"Something.. wrong..?" You asked, peering down at Wally.

Wally smiled at you. "Neighbor, you made an odd noise when I touched your neck.." he murmured thoughtfully.

You swallowed thickly. You had already realized what he was hinting at.

"Oh..? I thought it was quite a normal noise, since I was surprised by you, haha-" You laughed nervously, picking at the fabric of your sweater.

Wally's innocent smile slowly turned into a mischievous one. "Oh, really~?" He grinned, gently poking around your side.

"And I suppose, since I'm not surprising you, you won't react, right~?" Wally grinned wider.

You flinched, though held your laughter back. "J...Just what are you g...getting at..??" You struggled to say, giggles beginning to bubble up in your chest.

"I'm getting at.. that maybe Neighbor is... ticklish~?" Wally teased, now beginning to have quite a bit of fun as he used both of his hands to tickle your sides.

You gasped, you body tensing up as you attempted to hold back your giggling. "Pfft~!! Khh-!" You snickered and snorted, wriggling in his plush grip.

Wally's eyes lit up as he heard your snickering. "Aww, what's the matter, Neighbor~?" He cooed, slipping his wiggly fingers under your sweater. He began to wiggle his soft fleece against your sides and ribs.

"Ah~!!" You squealed, swatting at his hands. "Hahahaha~!! N-No, dohohon't~!!"

Wally beamed brightly. Your laughter melted his plush little heart. "D'aww~!! Tickle, tickle, tickle~!!" He cooed, before continuing. "Hehe, tickle, tickle, neighbor~!" He laughed, tracing circles on your belly now.

Your giggling soon became belly laughs. "NohOHOHO~!! Nononono~!! HahAHA~!!" You even let out a cute snort, that envied a piglet's. That or a character from Peppa Pig.

Wally's eyes lit up yet again as he gently wiggled a finger into your bellybutton, before he dragged his fingers down your sides.

Your eyes widened, realizing where he was reaching for. "No-! Wait, Wally!"

Wally's gave you an endearing grin as he began to squeeze your hips, beginning to knead your soft skin on your hips.

You let out a shriek that envied Sally, your neighbor. Throwing your head back, you were thrown into a hysterical fit of laughter. You kicked your legs about, flailing your arms.

"HAHAHAHAHA~!! W-WAHAHAHALLEEHEE!! NOHOHO, STAHAP IHIHIT!!" You managed to cry out through your hysterical laughter.

Wally laughed lightly at your reaction, continuing the squeezing tickles on your defenseless hips.

"AHAHAHAHAHA~!! S-STAHAHAHA~!! PLEEHEEHEEAHAHA!!" You couldn't even form pleas anymore as you laughed hysterically, snorting and squealing all the while.

Wally finally stopped for a moment. "Haha~.. alright, alright.. just one more thing, darling.." he chuckled, lifting your shirt.

At first, you were confused, though soon realized what he was going to do. "N-No, no, no, Wally~!! W-Wally, no!!" You pleaded.

"Mm, Wally, yes.." he mused, pressing his lips to your bellybutton and blowing a firm raspberry over it.

Your laughter shot up an entire octave as you squealed loudly. Tears formed in the corners of your eyes from the sheer ticklish feeling.

Wally smirked big, sitting up as he stared down at you proudly. He took a sip of his own hot cocoa that had been sitting on the table.

"Gee, Neighbor... maybe you should be more quiet.. you're going to miss all the movies..!" He teased, grinning down at you.

"S...Shut it.. Wally.." you managed to say through your gasps. "I am... so.. gonna get you.. back..!" You sat up woth a huff, grabbing your own hot cocoa again.

Wally laughed mockingly, sticking his tongue out at you.

"Ohh, I'm SO scared.." he teased, before turning his attention back to the movie.

You sighed deeply, leaning into the couch cushions as you put your arms around Wally. You were going to get him back... you just had to figure out when...

 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒.

bro if anyone thinks this is good,, i might just make a part two

[bubbleecloud]

Special delivery!

WELCOME HOME TK FIC LETS GOOOOO

~Wally lends a helping hand to Eddie as he prepares his mail for delivery. But a small discovery makes Eddie a little sidetracked~

Lee!Wally Ler!Eddie

“Well, I really can’t thank ya enough for stoppin’ by to help me out, Wally! It sure  woulda been real messy if I’d had to sort through this mail all by m’self!”

Wally looked up from where he’d been placing a brightly colored stamp onto a large pink envelope. He smiled brightly at Eddie as he placed a the envelope in a pile with the others.

“It’s my pleasure! A neighbor is always happy to help another!” He said, his voice calm and airy as usual. It was true, too, Wally was more than happy to lend his friend a helping hand. In truth, he had only dropped in to ask if Eddie had any paper he could spare, but upon seeing how much work the poor mailman was practically smothered in, he opted to stick around. Eddie chuckled warmly at Wally’s response. He gave the shorter puppet a clap on the back as he opened a side closet to look for packaging tape. They worked side by side in silence for a stretch, content enough to just enjoy each others company.    Eddie huffed as he picked up another bulky package. As he set it on a scale to weigh it, an irritated huff sounded behind him that made him pause. He turned, and instantly had to choke back a chuckle. Standing up on his tip toes, Wally was trying to reach another stack of envelopes that were stored on a high shelf. He huffed and stomped his foot on the floor. Cute.

"Heh. Need some help there, bud'?" Eddie asked, walking over to stand next to the short painter. Wally looked up at him, his face adorably pouty. He nodded. "That would be very helpful..." He mumbled. Eddie shook his head and chuckled endearingly.

"Alrighty, c'mere, you!" The mailman said, and just out on instinct he reached put to grip Wally's sides in order to lift him up. But before he had even barely had a chance to get him off the ground, Wally made a strange sort of gasp and jolted away. He wrapped his hands around his midriff, his cheeks now cherry red. Eddie raised an eyebrow. "You could've- ah- you can just hand them to me..!" Wally said, trying to sound casual.

Eddie didn't say anything,instead reaching for the envelopes. But when Wally went to grab them, he jerked them out of reach.

"Hey-!"

"What was that noise ya' made, Walls?"

Wally blinked. He slowly looked up at Eddie. The smile on his face made his breath catch in his throat. He crossed his arms, trying his best to look unbothered. "It was nothing. You just caught me off guard. I startle very easily. Now- please give me the letters?" He asked, hoping Eddie would just drop it. But he just shook his head, taking a step towards Wally.

"No can do, Walls. See, I thinks your fibbin'! Cuz that sure didn't sound like nothin.." He said, crossing his arms. He reached out a finger and poked the smaller puppet in the side. "You ticklish or somethin?"

The way Wally squeaked and jumped away was enough of an answer for Eddie. The grin he wore turned into a full on smile. He reached out to start rapid firing pokes all over the poor painters torso. "You are! Well, that's just adorable, ain't it! Why ain't ya ever tell me?!"

Wally let a couple of wheezy giggles slip, pushing at Eddies hand in protest. "Noho! Ahaha-! Eddie! We have to get back to wohohork!" He squealed, squirming as best as he could to try to get away. But Eddie just slipped one of his arms around his waist to keep him in place,now turning his pokes into light pinches at the base of his ribcage. (Or where his ribcage would be, anyway) He laughed a little and shook his head.

"I says we still got plenty of time! B'sides, your laugh is just too cute! I gotta hear more!" He said, his voice so sweet and genuine it make wallys breath catch. He shook his head frantically, his giggles increasing and the tickles got more intense.

"No! Ahahahah! Haha! I'm much to sensitive for this-EHEHEDDIE! Plehehease!"

He said, his words rushed and frantic as he brought his hands up to fan his face, his mouth open wide in his fits of giggles. Eddie hummed and leaned down to nuzzle his nose against Wallys cheek, giggling at the flustered whine it pulled from him. "Aw, no ya ain't! I think your just being dramatic so I'll stop, aren'tcha?" He coo'd, letting his hands flutter downwards to squeeze Wallys hip bones.

Lets just say Wally let out a scream high enough to rival that of Sallys vocal range.

"EEE- AHAH-! EHAHAHHAH- No-No!! Wait, waIT PLEHEASE-! I'MNOTBEINGDRAMATICTHATREALLYTICKLES!"

He said, little hiccups and gasps breaking through his laughter now as he threw his head back. His Knees buckled, and Eddie had to hurry to keep his grip stable so he didn't drop the poor puppet. Eddie let out a surprised chuckled at Wallys desperate exclamation. "I can tell!"

Wally whined again, his body gone completely limp as he laughed his poor little head off. Eddie let his attack continue for a little longer before he did eventually let up, easing Wally up right again, keeping his arms around him while he recovered. "You ok, giggles?"

Wally chuckled a little and looked up at Eddie, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "Yes, I'm fine. But, oh, that was mehean!" He said cupping one of his own cheeks and looking away. Eddie chuckled and let Wally go from his hug. "Aw, ya know you enjoyed it!" Then, he retrieved the letters and held them out to Wally. "Now, I believe you was lookin for these?" He said, wiggling them in front of Wally playfully. He snatched them out of his hand, although there was still a big smile on his face.

"Yes,thank you very much! And now that you've gotten all the sillyness out of you, I shall go back to getting them ready, if you wouldn't mind"

He said fixing Eddie with a light hearted glare as he walked back over to the counter. Eddie laughed brightly.

"You feel more than welcome! There's no one better for the job, I suppose!"

And there wasn't, of course.

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THE SILLY PUPPETS!!! GRRRRRRRR!!!!

I hope y'all enjoyed! This way so fun to write!

[satanicsanity]

Hey Satan! Hope you're sleeping and eating well Buddie! I wanted to ask if you could do an impression of Wally having a tickle fight with us! I love pajama party comfort so much <3

I've gotten like 3 asks of people wanting to tickle fight wally haha! Well here you are, I tried my best! Sorry if the audio seems a bit deeper than my normal wally voice, I'm just tired is all from workin!

‼️please go support wally's ACTUAL voice actor, @DaFrankiestein!🩷🩷🩷‼️

The art & characters used are by clown/party coffin!🩷Go support them and donate to their Kofi of you can!

Subtitles, wally speaking: This sleep over is gonna be amazing neighbor! Thank you for inviting me! [pause] oh, yeah! I'll go down the list again, let's seee.. We have.. Drinks, snacks, um pillows! And- [starts getting tickled by y/n] woah!! Hahahaha! Ahahaha! Neighbor! Neighbor I'm ticklish you know that! Oh come onn!~ No no no, you can't run away from me now! Come here!! [grabs y/n and tickles them] gotcha! Hahhaha! I knew you were ticklish, too! Hahah! Oh okay okay I'll stop! alright! Are we even?? Good! Hahaha! You can't just catch me off guard like that, I'll get all silly! [chuckle]

[fluffomatic]

HNNNNG LEE WALLY BRAIN ROT!!!! HIM SMOL TICKLISH BBY AND BIG LER PUP YESSSS

(My art don't repost but please reblog)