#bmc tickle

[amazingmsme]

Omg I just got into bmc

Any hcs you got?

Aaahhh I’m so happy you found it, it’s such a fun show! It’s been a very hot sec since I’ve done anything for it, but I do have a lil somethin’ somethin’

So I could’ve sworn I had more headcanons on my blog, but when I was really into it I didn’t really have the following I have now & people never really asked for many headcanons (or I got distracted by life & never got around to answering all of them, I’m still so sorry if that happened to you I promise you it keeps me awake at night)

BUT I have this from an ask game, & an angsty Rich headcanon here & a handful of fics! Idk how the formatting looks for other people, but when I started, I used to upload my fics from my phone. Then tumblr updated after a few years & completely butchered the formatting on every. Single. Fic. From back in the day. Unless they get reblogged, then the original formatting is bestowed back to them

But onto some real headcanons!

Jeremy loves to use his height to his advantage against Michael. He’ll put shit on the tallest shelf, he’ll steal his phone & play keep away, he’s honestly such a lil shit. But when Michael gets fed up all he has to do is give a few pokes & he’s crumbling to the ground

Both Michael & Jeremy tickle each other to cheat at video games ALL THE TIME! Especially during something like Mario kart

Michael will sometimes keep one earbud in while Jeremy’s talking & doesn’t really pay that much attention, & when Jeremy notices he always pretends to be madder than he is before wrecking him

Hope these can tide you over for the time being!

[happyandticklish]

ahh i hope it’s okay to send a few pairings in one ask for the tickle fight thing!!! if not feel free to pick one or two from these xoxo

jeremy & michael (bmc); elio & oliver (cmbyn); l & light (death note); jd & veronica (heathers); nancy & robin (stranger things)

Luckily for you I happen to love all these ships, so I will be completing each of these~ Thanks for sending some in!

In the future though, I'll probably have people send just one or two at a time though, just because tagging is a bit of a mess lol

Under the cut because it got long yada yada yada

Round Eleven: Jeremy vs Michael

Okay so. Technically Michael was the sole winner of their tickle fights for most of their friendship, however, this was mostly because he would take down Jeremy before the other boy ever got a chance to actually fight back. I feel like Michael would both know about and have The Kink (not necessarily sexually, that's just the only term that doesn't sound stupid for it lol), so he's always nervous about people tickling him because he's worried someone's gonna figure it out. So for a lot of their friendship, Jeremy believed that Michael just wasn't ticklish.

Until one day, around their sophomore year, Jeremy accidentally went for this spot on Michael's knee and the latter let out this shriek-y giggle sound and immediatelly fled the fight in his scramble to get away. And Jeremy's eyes are so wide because wtf you aren't supposed to be ticklish. But of course he has to test this out, which is when he realizes that apparently Michael Mell is unbelievably ticklish everywhere and a mess when tickled. So after that, their fights became more 50/50 (as Jeremy still loses a fuckton of them due to being a ball of ticklish nerves)

Round Twelve: Elio vs Oliver

I feel like Oliver wins most of their tickle fights unless he's purposefully letting himself fail. Elio's definitely the more ticklish of the two, which makes him more likely to lose and more determined to win. Oliver is pretty ticklish himself, but you have to catch him in the right mood or else he's good at resisting it. Early mornings are the best time for this, when he's all soft and sleepy. It'll start with Elio's fingers gently brushing his sides, and then warm, ticklish kisses on his neck and breath in his ear, and all of a sudden Elio is pinching his hips and Oliver is curling up against him and letting out these very un-Oliver like giggles. He won't fight back in the morning either, so most of Elio's wins have come from this. However, the majority of the time, no matter who instigates it, Elio is losing hard.

Round Thirteen: L vs Light

Just to start this off, I don't think that these two would engage in that many tickle fights to begin with. It does occur sometimes, but in general they're not that touchy of people. HOWEVER. When they do occur, Light is almost always the victim. L has detective advantages and can pinpoint his worst spots. He likes to catch Light off guard and wrap their chain around his other wrist before he can notice, and then he'll just casually poke along Light's frame, commenting on all of his reactions. And Light is hissing and struggling to break free and doing everything in his power not to laugh despite how scarily good L is at tickling. Also, Light has this spot on his neck that kills him every time and he cannot fight back at that point, all of his efforts are devoted to blocking off the area. L usually only loses when he hits too ticklish of a spot and Light gets hit with this bolt of energy that allows him to turn the tables.

Round Fourteen: JD vs Veronica

It's almost perfectly even between the two, they're like children about it. Both only siblings, both having never had to deal with tickle fights, both with pretty equal sensitivity. JD is more vicious in his approach, but Veronica is methodical with it and will allow herself to be taken down for a bit if it gives her time to strategize. I'd argue that JD might lose a bit more purely because he not-so-subtly enjoys the affection and will give up the fight just to get wrecked. Not that he'll ever admit to it, of course.

Round Fifteen: Nancy vs Robin

NANCY. Robin cannot hold her own in a tickle fight to save her life. She can win against Steve because he lets her and doesn't mind it, so I feel like she developed this cockiness with it that was quickly disproven when she first tried going up against Nancy. Nancy IS ticklish, don't get me wrong, but she doesn't really enjoy the sensation or the lack of control it gives her. Sometimes she's more okay with it than others, especially when Robin's the one doing it, but she can't help her body's natural fight or flight response to it. She gets mean with tickling to, going for worst spots right away and using her long nails to her advantage. And Robin, who is a mess of nervous energy to begin with, never stands a chance against her. I would argue that while sometimes Nancy will let her tickle her, if she's in the right mood, Robin can never win if it's a genuine tickle fight.

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

are you still interested in bmc at all? :]if so opinions on lee!rich? i never see any tkl content for him 😔

Ooo thanks anonymous for the ask! (:

I’ve always seen rich as ticklish because he’s such an awkward silly and playful boy. I can totally see that Rich always liked starting tickle fights with people but stopped when he took that computer pillsquipimadoodle. I think he has high pitched and squeaky laughter, and doesn’t love being tickled but enjoys it as part of a tickle fight. Because he DEFINITELY likes tickle fights. And I can even see him making friends with Jeremy after the squipcident and “casually” mentioning he’s ticklish with the hope that jeremy would initiate a tickle fight.

Sorry this is a bit rambly lmk if you would like me to elaborate!

[sensitive-switch]

If you need prompts maybe the one based on the Michael tickling Jeremy for cheating at a video game by @ticklishfanart ?

Fandom: Be More Chill

Ship: Boyf riends

Word count: 514

TW: caps, swearing

Prompt: Jeremy tries to cheat to win a race in Mario Kart but soon regrets it

AN: Here’s a link to the fanart! Credit to @ticklishfanart

Thanks for the request, this was fun to write! Also Jeremy is Princess Peach and you cannot change my mind

“Look out!” Jeremy said as he passed Michael on the track.

The two of them always spent their Saturday mornings playing Mario Kart together. It always was the same. Michael was Toad, and Jeremy was Princess Peach.

“Hey, get back here!” Michael said as he sped up his car and knocked Jeremy off the track.

“MICHAEL WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?” Jeremy screamed, now far behind Michael and the rest of the racers.

“NO ONE BEATS MICHAEL MELL!” Michael yelled. He had won most of the time that they played. Jeremy decided he needed an advantage. While driving his car, he laid on his side and started playfully kicking Michael’s hands to try and distract him. Michael’s fingers started fumbling on the controller, sending his character all over the place.

“Jeremy, stop that!” He said as he tried to move his controller away from Jeremy’s feet. Jeremy tried to stretch his legs more and started kicking Michael’s arms as he attempted to control his car at the same time.

“I WILL NOT LOSE TO YOU AGAIN, MELL!” Jeremy said, kicking the whole controller out of Michael’s hands.

Michael immediately went to pick it up, but it was too late. Jeremy had already crossed the finish line after the final lap. Michael glared at Jeremy with a predatory look in his eyes.

“You cheated!” He said

“Did not! I’m just better at the game!” Jeremy said laughing, his feet playfully kicking at Michael’s face. Michael grabbed his ankles and gave Jeremy another smirk. Jeremy froze. They both knew what was coming.

“MICHAEL DON’T YOU DARE I’M SORRY-!” Jeremy said quickly, trying to pull his leg away.

Michael didn’t wait. He immediately started scribbling his fingers all over Jeremy’s foot. “DON’T THINK YOUR CRIMES WILL UNPUNISHED!” Michael said, holding onto his ankle tightly while tickling his foot.

Jeremy was thrashing around on the bean bag, unable to escape Michael’s grip.

“MICHAEL I’M SO SORRY PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” He whined.

Michael shook his head. “Are you? I need to get revenge somehow, what better way to torture you than tickling you?” He teased, scratching right under his toes which he knew was a weak spot for the smaller boy.

Jeremy was in hysterics. He tried to kick Michael’s hand away with his other foot but was unable to as he was weak from laughter.

“M-MIHIHICHAEL PLEEEHEHEHEASE!” He whined.

Michael finally stopped and dropped his foot.

“I hope you learned your lesson, Heere!” He said, sitting next to Jeremy on the bean bag and hugging him tightly.

Jeremy took a second to catch his breath and hugged his knees to his chest. “Y-you….are so...mean..” He said between soft giggles, playfully shoving the boy in the red hoodie. Michael shoved him back and picked up the controller.

“Tell you what, if you win the next round WITHOUT CHEATING,” He said, giving Jeremy a poke to the side causing him to squirm. “I’ll let you get revenge.” Michael said.

Jeremy’s eyes lit up as he grabbed his controller. “Easy, let’s do it!” He said and started a new race.

[awkwardlyflustered]

Best Served Cold

A/N: Alright, I’m really excited to write this fic. Just the idea was really cute, on top of it’s for one of my favorite people. @flusterd-screaming I hope you enjoy this one. I’m trying to remember if I’ve ever written any kind of switch fic and I don’t think I have. So I’m really excited to test my hand at it. Then last thing before I let you get on to reading, the reader is gender neutral, they are *kind of* short (5’ 1”- 5’ 2”), they are around the same age as Michael (16-17), and they are dating Michael. Now, enough of my rambling, please enjoy the fic!

You were sitting on the couch reading peacefully before your boyfriend came crashing in through the front door.

“Honey! I’m home!” He called out, the smile audible in his voice. You just smile fondly at him before returning to your book. He came into the living room and picked you up, sitting himself down and placing you on his lap. “How was your day?” You don’t respond, you just lean back against him, your eyes glued to your book. Michael began pouting, and nuzzled his face into your neck. “Y/nnnnnn,” he whined out, “Pay attention to meeeeee.” You smiled and titled your head to look at him.

“One more chapter, okay?” Michael simply grumbled in response and started scrolling through his phone. You smirked and gave him a quick peck on his cheek before resettling and turning back to your book. 

After a long while Michael began whining towards you until you were finally forced to acknowledge him.

“Can I help you?” you asked with a small smile. Michael pouted towards you, resting his chin on your head.

“Are you done yet?” He asked, his voice not far from a whiny toddler. You shook your head and continued reading. Michael whined at you again, and tapped at your book. You rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand, still reading. Michael huffed at you and brought his other hand down, gently brushing your side as he did so. You let out a squeak and jerked backwards, instantly letting Michael’s hand go. Though, you did manage to keep hold of your book. Michael raised an eyebrow at you. “Oh yeah...” he mused, a malicious smirk now presiding on his face, “I forgot you were ticklish.” Your eyes immediately widen and you move to get up, but Michael quickly wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into a bear hug. “No no no, you can’t get away from the tickle monster,” Michael says as your face turns bright red.

“Michaelllllll,” you whine out, weakly pushing at his hands.

“Who’s Michael? I’m the tickle monster,” he replies with a smirk, “Plus, I don’t know why you’re whining. It’s not like you want to get away or anything. You love this too much to get away.” Your face immediately lights on fire and your limbs turn to jelly. He looks down at you warmly and teasingly leans down to whisper in your ear. “What’s wrong? Is someone a little flustered?” He accuses in a teasing voice. A smirk once again falls over his face as your blush once again darkens. You slightly pout in his direction as you try, and fail, to cover the dark blush that has taken over your face. He smiles with adoration at you, and gives your cheek a kiss. As soon as he’s done that he gently flips you over so he’s now sitting on your hips and you’re face up, with your hands over your head. You let out a small squeal of surprise when he does this, but quickly regain your composure. 

“M-michael, c-come on I j-just want to read…” you complained, slightly pulling at your arms, though you didn’t really want Michael to stop what he was doing in the slightest. Michael knew that and decided that he was going to be mean to you. He let your arms go, he got off of you and picked up his phone, beginning to look through it once again. Once you got over the shock of what he had done, you began pouting at him. He smirked at his phone, not looking over at you. 

“If you want me to continue you’re going to have to ask.” You immediately went redder than a cherry and began sputtering.

“M-michael, y-you can’t d-do that,” you whined, gently shoving at his arm. 

“I can’t do what exactly? You said you wanted to read, I’m letting you read.” You whined at him again.

“C’mon, you know I don’t want that…” You whined dramatically, and flopped into his lap. He chuckled and pet your hair gently. “I know, but it’s fun to be mean.” You glared at him playfully, causing him to ruffle your hair. You sat up and pouted at him again while he continued to scroll through his phone, a smirk on his face the entire time. After a few minutes of you two sitting like this you gave into him. You mumbled out something inaudible before burying your face into his shoulder. He smiled at you warmly and wrapped you in a hug. “What did you say baby? I couldn’t quite catch that.” You made another indistinguishable noise before managing to stutter a few words out. “C-can you p-please d-do more?” As soon as you finished you went right back into Michael’s shoulder, hiding your face to the best of your ability. 

“Do more of what exactly?” He teased, the smirk wider than ever. You whined loudly into his shoulder lightly punching it. “You know what…” you whined out, though it came out muffled because of his shoulder. He chuckled once again before flipping the two of you so that you were once again pinned with your arms over your head. You squeal in surprise, but can’t keep the excited smile off of your face. Michael matched your expression.

“You know, you’re pretty cute,” he noted, his smile only growing wider as a blush once again attacked your face. You shook your head, trying to bury your face into your arms, though it didn't work. Michael nodded sincerely.

“You’re right. I misspoke. What I mean to say was, you’re absolutely adorable and amazing.” Your face felt like it was going to melt off at this point. You opened your mouth to retort but all that came out were giggles as Michael started pinching your sides. 

“Thahahahat’s nahahahat fahahahahair!” Michael smirked and spidered his fingers up and down your sides.

“And how is this not fair exactly?” He teased, never relenting with the spider tickles. 

“Ihihihihi wahahahahasn’t reheheheheady!” You complained, slightly kicking out from the light touches.

“You should be more careful with what you ask for then…” Michael taunted, switching to squeezing your sides. You blushed a crimson red and tried to hide your face away in your arms. He smiled at you endearingly, enjoying every second of this, and absolutely loving that you were having just as much fun as he was. He carefully made his way across your stomach, keeping his touch light and feathery. You desperately shook your head, and pulled on your arms, giggling up a storm. “M-mihihihihichahahahael!” you squealed out, your smile only growing when his fingers sped up. “Yes baby?” He smirked as a darker shade of red crept its way up your cheeks. You simply shook your head in response. He smiled at you with adoration and leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead. You smiled excitedly and returned the kiss, lifting your head to peck his cheek. He chuckled and ruffled your hair.

“You’re so adorable, you know that?” You giggled in response and shook your head cheekily. “You sure about that?” he asked with a smirk, teasingly wiggling his fingers in your view. You blushed and shook your head again, though this time a little more hesitantly. He smirked down at you before slightly tightening his grip on your arms, and lightly spidering his fingers under your arms. You quickly broke into loud laughter, and kicked your legs out. You gently tugged on your arms, trying to pull them away from your boyfriend. 

“So let me ask you again, are you adorable?” You once again shook your head at the question, laughing wildly. You tried to deter his fingers away from the sensitive skin, squirming and bouncing about. Michael sighed, though there was still a wide smile on his face which gave way to how he really felt. His fingers stilled, and he clucked his tongue. “Now I gave you a chance to admit it,” Michael began, his tone alone making you blush, “But you chose not to accept it, so you have to be punished for it baby.” As he finished he pushed your shirt up to your ribs, smirking. Your eyes widened slightly, already knowing what he was planning to do. 

“Nononononononomichaelcomeonthat’smean,” you rushed the words out of your mouth quickly, though there was a huge smile on your face. 

“You know for how mean this is I still haven’t heard a stop,” Michael taunted, the malicious smirk only growing. You immediately went scarlet red and began sputtering. After a few seconds you manage to mutter out a small, “shut up,” causing Michael to chuckle. You scrunch your face up, and shift from side to side. “Aw, is the anticipation getting to someone?” You whine at him and hesitantly nod your head. He leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead. You immediately stop whining and a perky smile appears on your face. Michael chuckled at your reaction and slowly lowered his head towards your stomach, reminding you what he was doing in the first place. You immediately began squirming from side to side as much as you were able to.

“M-m-michael, c-come on p-please,” you begged playfully, the smile on your face as wide as it ever could be. He didn’t say anything in response, he just started blowing raspberries into your tummy. You immediately began howling with laughter and bucking around. One thing you failed to notice until it was too late were his fingers slowly creeping their way to your underarms. When you felt his fingers come into contact with your worst spot you practically shrieked. “MIHIHIHIHIHICHAHAHAHAHAEL!” Michael drew away quickly, chuckling slightly as he saw the insane blush that had taken over your face, ears, and neck. 

“You okay baby?” he asked with a slight smirk. Before you could nod, or try to stutter out a response his hands found their way to rest on your top ribs. Granted, he wasn’t moving them but it still made you giggle. 

“I’m f-fihihihihine.” Michael smiled at your adorable reaction. 

“You sure you’re okay because you’re already giggling and I haven’t done anything yet.” You slightly sputtered at this, and tried to hide your face into your arm.

"Shuhuhut up yohohohou knohohohow whahahat yohohohou're dohohohing."

“Baby, I’m not doing anything,” he sing-songed, still not moving his hands away.

“That’s the problem,” you quietly muttered, the sound muffled by how much you had buried your face away. Michael immediately began cooing over you, unable to help it with how adorable you were being. 

“Awwww, so you’d prefer that I just started doing this?” He finished by gently drilling into the top rib with his thumb and scratching over your underarms with the rest of his fingers. You immediately began cackling and pulling on your arms once again. Michael wasn’t deterred in the slightest, and he just let your arms go, continuing his assault. Your arms immediately shot down, and glued to your sides. “Look what happened, you trapped my hands. Now if you want the tickles to stop you’ll have to raise your arms back up.” You shook your head, the delighted laughter spilling out of your mouth. “Yup! I can’t get my hands out if you don’t raise your arms back up.” You don’t say anything in response, just throw your head back and let the laughter wash over you. “You know, I think you might need a little bit of convincing…” With that, Michael began blowing raspberries once again. You quickly fell back into the shrieking laughter that had happened the first time he did this. You pushed on Michael’s head, desperately trying to get the tickly vibrations away from your stomach, but Michael simply grabbed your arms and moved them to the side, now just blowing raspberries into your stomach. You were still squealing with laughter, but now it had gone down enough that you could speak. 

“MIHIHIHIHICAHAHAHAEL! STAHAHAHAP!” He sat up and began just lightly trailing over your sides now.

“You know what you have to do if you want it to stop, baby…”

“F-fihihihine I’m cuhuhuhute.” You finally give in, weakly trying to squirm away from the tickles. Michael smiled happily and let your arms go, and pulled you into his lap. You immediately buried your face away into his chest, the giggles still slipping away. He hugged you tightly and gently rubbed your back to try to help get the giggles away.

“Is that what you wanted y/n?” You shyly nodded, keeping your burning face buried away into his chest.

“Th-thank you.” You could feel your face burn hotter when Michael began cooing over you once again. “Awwww, of course baby. I’m glad you had fun,” Michael cooed softly, still rubbing your back. “Do you want to watch a movie?” You peeked out from Michael’s chest and nodded excitedly. 

“Can we watch Coraline?” you asked with a small shine in your eyes, the smile wide and innocent as you asked. Michael smiled at you happily and nodded his head, getting up to go put the movie in. 

When Michael came back to his position on the couch you immediately shimmied into his lap and cuddled close to him. He just smiled and held you close to him, his eyes already locked on the screen as the opening music began playing. The two of you simply sat and watched the movie for a while before you looked at Michael slightly pouting. “You okay?” he asked, finally looking away from the screen, his eyes slightly filling with concern as he looked at your pout. You nodded, and pouted again, slipping your hands under Michael’s shirt causing him to let out a small squeak. It took everything in your being to conceal a smirk when he let out the small noise. “My hands are really cold,” you pouted once again. “Can I please warm them up?” He slightly tensed up from the temperature of your hands, but nodded anyways, giving you a suspicious look before turning his attention back to the screen. Once his focus was away from you, you let the subtle smirk take over your features as you lightly squeezed Michael’s sides. He let out another squeak and whipped his head around to face you. “Why’d you do that?” He asked, the smile playing at the corners of his mouth, but he tried to keep it under control. You couldn’t stop the smirk from appearing on your face this time. “Hmm? Do what? I’m just trying to warm my hands up.” Michael playfully glared at you before slowly turning his attention back to the television to continue watching the movie. You waited a couple of minutes before doing it once again, this time slightly scribbling along with the squeeze. 

“Wha- hehehey!” Michael giggled out a weak protest, not doing anything else to stop you. You didn’t say anything in response, you simply began spidering his sides lightly. His giggles immediately became much more bubbly as they began pouring out of his mouth. 

“What can I say? Revenge is a dish best served cold,” you taunt playfully, putting your ice cold hands across as much of his stomach as you could for emphasis. Michael groaned at your lame pun while trying to squirm away from the cold. You simply chuckled at his reaction and began lightly kneading his stomach, throwing him into an entirely new fit of giggles. He gently grabbed onto your hands and tried to pull them away from his stomach. You let him grab your hands away and you leaned into to simply start nibbling and kissing along his neck. His shoulders immediately shot up to try to protect his neck, but he continued holding onto your hands. 

“Nohohohoho! This ihihihisn’t fahahair!” he giggled out happily, still trying to deter you away from his neck. “And how exactly is this not fair?” you countered, taking a small break from attacking his neck. “You tickled me to pieces, it’s only fair if I do it back.” Michael opened his mouth to retort but all that came out were a set of hiccupy giggles as your fingers found they’re way to his ribs. He squirmed from side to side, squealing as he did so. His arms were no longer trying to fend off your fingers, they were simply uselessly flailing about at his sides. Now it was your turn to coo over how adorable he was being. Your heart couldn’t help but flutter when you saw the sight in front of you. He had a wide smile stretched across his face, his eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and he was squirming from side to side, trying to escape the tickles but unable to because you were on his lap. You gently slotted your fingers into the spaces in between the bones of his ribs before vibrating your fingers, making a small bzzzzzz noise as you did it. Michael practically jumped three feet in the air and the giggles quickly became laughter. 

“Dohohohohon’t dohohoho thahahaht it tihihihickles!” he squealed out, unable to do anything besides throw his head back and laugh. “Awwww does it tickle? I had no idea.” You smirked and continued vibrating your fingers into his ribs, leaning down to start pressing the tickly kisses into his neck again. He squealed at the sudden change, full belly laughter now leaking out of him. 

After a few minutes of attacking his ribs you decide to make your way under his arms. As soon as you come in contact with his underarms he immediately pressed his arms down to his sides, and kept them glued there. “Aw, Michael, you trapped my hands here, now the only way the tickles can stop is if you raise your arms up for me,” you mimicked playfully, lightly digging into his underarms. He glared at you through the laughter, though it didn’t really have any bite behind it because of the dopey smile on his face. You simply gave a cheeky smile in return, and gently scratched at the sensitive area. “You know, I think I remember you doing a pretty mean thing to me earlier…” Michael scrunched his face up in confusion, looking at you for more of an explanation. Instead you simply pushed his shirt out of the way and began slowly lowering your head towards his stomach. His eyes immediately widened with realization and his squirming intensified tenfold. “Nohohohoho! Ihihihim sahahahaharry juhuhust dohohohon’t!” he pleaded, trying to delay the impossible. You simply shook your head in response and blew the biggest raspberry you could into his stomach. He immediately began howling with laughter, and bucking around, almost throwing you off of his lap. You slowed down to a stop, and took your hands out from under his arms. 

“You alright?” you asked, a playful and adoring smile on your face as you watched him catch his breath. He nodded, taking in as much as he could.

“You know, you’re a lot meaner than I thought you were.” 

“Yeah, I can tell by how red your face is,” you pointed out, smiling even more when the red only deepened. Once you confirmed that Michael was alright to start again you started pinching away at his hips sending him into a stream of airy giggles. You loved the small, care-free smile that was paired along with the light giggles that came from tickling his hips. It was so adorable that you could go the rest of the day just simply pinching along his hips. You were very quickly beginning to run out of ler, however,  and just wanted cuddles. 

You let up on his hips and began moving towards his knees which caused Michael to start squirming once again.

“Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait,” Michael sped out, trying to convince you to stay away from his knees. 

“Michael, you’re not going to be able to convince me, you attacked my worst spot so I’m going to attack yours.” Michael glared at you once again, though you knew he wasn’t really mad because of the smile playing at the edge of his mouth. You smirked at him before latching onto the pressure point just above his knees. He was immediately sent into hysterics, and very quickly fell into silent laughter. You chuckled at his ticklishness and scratched the tops of his knees and the backs of his knees at the same time almost killing him. At this point, he started getting small tears of mirth beginning to appear in the corners of his eyes, which was your warning sign to back off. You slowed yourself to a stop and readjusted on his lap so that your head was against his shoulder. You gave him a couple of small kisses along his chin as he caught his breath once again. 

“Did I go too far?” you asked, feeling a little bit guilty at what you did. He shook his head, his smile still beaming despite how long after the tickling it had been. 

“Nope not at all. It was absolutely perfect, thank you baby,” he reassured, giving you a kiss which made you melt a small bit. You nodded happily and leaned against his chest, closing your eyes. He began slightly humming and gently tracing over your sides, keeping a steady pace. He made sure that he didn’t make it tickle so much that you wanted to shift away, but still tickle enough that you had a small smile on your face. He wrapped a blanket around the both of you and rested his chin on top of your head, turning towards the television to watch the end of the movie. Within just a couple of minutes the both of you were fast asleep, cuddled closely to each other. Both of you had a small smile on your face and an all around peaceful look on your faces.

[veryblushyswitch]

Idk if you’re still into BMC, but Jeremy is Big Lee and Michael is Big Ler—

Ahh my boys!!! Totally!

I can just see Michael picking up Jeremy in a big hug wrapping his arms around his waist, and because Jeremy’s trapped he just wiggles his fingers against his sides. Jeremy can’t do anything about it so he just kicks his legs and hides his face in Michael’s shoulder.

[curled-up-blushing]

For the prompt thing, Pinkberry from bmc with 7?

Sorry this one was short, but I’m not super into BMC atm SORRY!!!!

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“Eeh! Chlohohohoe!” Brooke squealed, as her girlfriend scribbled her manicured nails on her stomach.

“Nah, I don’t think I will. You’re too cute!” Chloe smirked. She began leaving quick kisses all over Brooke’s jawline and down her neck. The blonde giggled.

“Bahahahahabe!! Thahahahat tihihihickles!”

“Yeah, that’s kinda the point, sweetie,” she chuckled. “Yknow, you haven’t said stop this whole time. Do you like this?”

Brooke flushes bright pink. “Ihihihi-uhuhuhuhumm... n-nohohoho?”

“Really? I think you do....” Chloe hummed, scribbling her nails all over her sides and stomach.

“N-Nohohoho Ihihihi dohohon’t!!!”

“Babe, you shouldn’t lie to me...” she pouted, then proceeded to blow a huge raspberry in her neck.

“AH!! Ohohohkahahay! Ihihihihi lihihihike ihihit!!” Suddenly, the tickles stopped. She felt two arms wrap around her in a bear hug.

“You’re so adorable!! I love that you like it. It’s cute!”

Brooke turned even redder, if that was even possible. She buried her face into her girlfriend’s neck.

“Chloe?”

“Yeah, Brookie?”

“I... I didn’t ask you to stop..”

[flusterd-screaming]

if anyone would like to scream about lee/ler/switch michael mell my dm's are OPEN

[sensitive-switch]

MICHAELS FACE IN THE 4TH SLIDE YES-

For a request, maybe Michael getting payback at Jeremy for tickling him during a video game so he’s just like “Jeremy don’t think your crimes will go unpunished”? I just love lee Jeremy!

I did 2 prompts in one if that’s alright! I also drew them from memory so I hope they’re accurate enough lmao

[bmeef-jermky]

Accusations (Michael/Jeremy)

A/N — ignore the fact I haven’t posted a tickle fic in like almost a year LMAO

“You’re literally so ticklish.” Michael hummed and gently lifted up his head to look up at Jeremy from his quite comfortable position between his legs.

Jeremy’s face felt warm as he glared down at Michael, only half as intimidating as intended. “I’m not even that much. You’re overexaggerating it!”

“Was I overexaggerating it that time we were trying to practice dancing?”

It had been a few days before some school dance in sixth grade. Normally, Jeremy wouldn’t have even thought about going to one, but he wanted to at least try and see what one was really like.

That’s how Michael and him decided to practice dancing for it, not taking it too seriously at all. Until they jokingly tried a waltz and Jeremy would start giggling and squirming at Michael’s hands on his hips.

There was more to that memory, but Jeremy got distracted from it by a gentle squeeze being delivered to his side.

“Hey!” Jeremy squeaked out and grabbed Michael’s wrist quickly, face now going from warm to hot. “First of all, ‘overexaggerating’ wouldn’t even be how you’d say that.”

“Deflecting much?” Michael teased with a smirk as he gently lifted up Jeremy’s shirt.

The anticipation and tips of Michael’s fingers resting on his tummy seemed to break the giggle dam for Jeremy. “Michael!”

“Hey, I’m not tickling you.” He pointed out, resting his head back down on its original place on Jeremy’s tummy before the whole ticklish argument started.

Jeremy played with Michael’s hair, still coming down from his giggle fit as he played with it. “You knew what you were doing.”

“Nope.” Michael lied, eyes closed as he laid oh so comfortably on his dear Jeremy. He was laying the side of his head on Jeremy’s tummy, ear pressed against it.

“Michael, I love you, but this is making me feel pregnant.”

“How the fuck..?” Michael opened his eyes and moved his head to look at Jeremy again, now frowning. “You ruined the moment.”

“First of all, you ruined it first by throwing around these being ticklish accusations. Second of all, because it feels like you’re trying to listen to my nonexistent baby.”

“Well, to address your second comment first, if I were to lay down with my face directly on your tummy for a long time, I would suffocate and die.”

Jeremy’s tummy did somersaults as Michael poked his side with a smile.

“As for the first comment? That accusation can kind of be proven with this.”

And that’s how the giggle dam was broken once again with Michael’s blowing a raspberry on Jeremy’s tummy.

[livisnotlee]

Ok I just had a really good idea for a Be More Chill t-word scenario!

So y’know how the Squip has access to Jeremy’s body and nervous system, and he can make Jeremy move and feel pain and stuff?

There is no reason why he couldn’t simulate the feeling of being tickled…

And he can literally read Jeremy’s mind so if he was in a particularly bad lee mood that day, or being extra stubborn about not following ‘adivice’, the squip would know.

And you better believe he’d be using that shit to his advantage, you cannot tell me that computer is not a ler.

Also as a bonus: the Squip holding down Jeremy while he is being tickled by someone else

If someone knows any writers in the BMC fandom, go ahead and tag em! I really wanna see this done now.

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

Reblog with any musical tickle headcannons you might have!

Literally any musical. I'm just curious.

[sensitive-switch]

3 am

Fandom: Be More Chill

Ship: Richjer

Word count: 706

TW: caps, swearing

AN: yes I wrote this fic at the exact time it takes place

Jeremy couldn’t sleep. It was 3 in the morning, and he only had one thing on his mind, which was his massive lee mood. He and Rich were having a sleepover and during one of their conversations tickling was brought up, now Jeremy couldn’t get his mind off that. He tried to tickle himself before, however that never worked. He had to get some sleep or else he was gonna be grumpy in the morning, and neither of them wanted that.

There was one thing he could do, and that’s waking Rich up and getting him to tickle him. That could go wrong very easily though, but he decided it was worth a shot.

“Hey Rich,” Jeremy whispered while tapping him in the shoulder. Rich turned his head to face the other side and mumbled slightly. Jeremy let out a sigh and tapped him a bit harder.

“Rich wake up~” He said again. Rich woke up suddenly this time and looked over at Jeremy with sleepy eyes.

“Jer what the hell do you want it’s 3 in the fucking morning..” He said and rubbed his eyes. Jeremy felt a bit bad, but was about to feel worse when he told Rich the reason he interrupted his sleep.

“I- uh- I need-” He started to say.

“Spit it out Jeremy, I need to go back to sleep.”

“I want to be tickled please!” Jeremy said quickly, blushing intensely after. Rich started laughing and shook his head.

“You’ve got to be fucking with me right now.” He said and laid back down and closed his eyes. Jeremy shook him back awake.

“Rich, I'm serious! I’m sorry I just can’t sleep and I keep thinking about it and you’re the only one here-”

“Fine, sit up.” Rich ordered as he got out from under his covers. Jeremy grinned and excitedly sat down in front of Rich, facing away from him.

“I’m not gonna go easy on you, you need to learn not to wake people up just to tickle you.” Rich said and started scribbling on Jeremy’s shoulders and neck to tease him. Giggles erupted out of Jeremy’s mouth already as he scrunched up his shoulders in hopes to protect himself.

“I know I’m sohohohorry!” Jeremy said through laughter. Rich pulled Jeremy a bit closer and started spidering down his back and to his sides. Jeremy was squirming around like a worm in front of Rich, however not wanting the tickles to stop.

“This is what you get for interrupting my sleep!” Rich said and then began squeezing and kneading at Jeremy’s ribs. Jeremy’s laughter increased by a bit as he shot his arms to his sides, subconsciously trying to stop Rich’s hands.

“RICH NOHOHOHO!” Jeremy squealed.

“No, what? You were the one waking me up and begging for me to do this, and now you’re complaining?” He teased and playfully started clawing at his stomach. Jeremy kept shrieking and tried to move Rich’s hands away from his belly but wasn’t successful.

“SHIHIHIHIT I’M SOHOHOHORRY!” Jeremy pleaded, falling back against Rich and unable to stop giggling.

“No you’re not. And stop screaming, you’re gonna wake your dad up!” Rich said as his hand made its way under Jeremy’s pajama shirt to continue squeezing on his belly. Jeremy arched his back in surprise and fell sideways while still giggling and squealing, however Rich helded him back up and continued.

“NO I’M NOHOHOHOT RICH PLEEEHEHEASE!” Jeremy begged again. Rich simply laughed and shook his head.

“Don’t worry, I’m almost done!” He said in a teasing tone and started scratching and scribbling around Jeremy’s tummy and sides. Jeremy threw his head back in laughter, squirming around as much as he could. Rich could tell Jeremy was giggling too much to speak, so he stopped and let him breathe. Right when he did Jeremy brought his arms to his stomach and rubbed away the ghost tickles quickly while leaning against Rich.

“Th-thahanks Rich!” He said while still giggling slightly

“Aww, glad I could help Jer Bear! Now get your ass to bed.” He said and got back under the covers. Jeremy smiled and got under the covers too, now cuddling against Rich.

“Goodnight, Rich.” Jeremy whispered.

“Goodnight, you goof.” Rich replied and smiled

[awkwardlyflustered]

New Looks, New Teases

A/N: Alright, so I’m still trying to remember how to write and a certain someone gave me another idea for a really cute, quick fic. So now, at 2 in the motherfucking morning I’m going to indulge myself because productivity likes to hit at weird times. Enjoy.

Michael stared at himself in the mirror for a few more minutes. He twirled himself around, admiring his new crop top. He’d been wanting one forever and he finally gave in and bought himself a gorgeous one with orcas on it. The smile stretched from ear to ear as he went downstairs to show off his new look.

As cheekily as he possibly could he laid himself on his boyfriend’s lap, stretching out as much as he could, revealing his adorable, slightly pudgy stomach.

“Heeeeeeeey Jaaaaaake,” he drew out, his smile only growing wider when the taller one cocked his eyebrows.

“New shirt babe?” Michael nodded excitedly, slightly squirming from joy.

“Mhmm! You like it?”

“Oh I love it darling… especially because it’s much easier for me to do this,” Jake responded casually as he scooped his boyfriend’s wrists up in his hands and hoisted them high above his head. Michael squirmed from side to side, making no move to try to escape, overjoyed at the fact that he was getting exactly what he wanted. Jake chuckled at Michael, adoring how fucking adorable he is.

“You know you’re just too damn cute. You knew exactly what you were doing, didn’t you?” Michael blushed but still nodded enthusiastically. “Of course you did, I love you so much,” Jake finished the sentence off by leaning down and kissing Michael before allowing his free hand to scribble along the gamer’s stomach. The only catch was he didn’t stop kissing Michael when he started tickling. Michael immediately erupted into a fit of giggles, but still did his best to keep his lips locked onto Jake’s. Jake smirked at him before teasing, “Michael, stop laughing, I’m trying to kiss you. You’re making that very difficult.” Michael glared the best that he could, but the fact that he immediately tried burying his face into his arm at the same time didn’t do a whole lot to assist him in that.

“I can’t get over how adorable it is that you want me to tickle this adorable tummy of yours this much, completely unprotected.”

“Nohohoho teasihihihing.”

“Oh? Alright I can do that,” Jake replied with a smirk, knowing exactly how mean he was being. Michael whined through his laughter, kicking his feet out when Jake gently dug in. “What? You said you didn’t want me to tease, so I won’t.” Michael shook his head, putting on the most pleading face that he could while a smile was stretched across it. Jake just scoffed at him and ruffled his hair, letting go of his wrists.

“You’re too cute teddy bear.” Michael blushed at the nickname, sitting up and burying his face into Jake’s shoulder.

“You know how I wore this to get my tummy tickled right?”

“Mhmm?” Michael smirked and looked at Jake’s tank top.

“So does that mean you wore this to…” Michael couldn’t even finish before Jake had his arms clamped to his side and he was frantically calling out, “No no no no no no no Michael don’t I swear no no no no…”

[veryblushyswitch]

Christine is a lee just like Jeremy and everyone gangs up on her

Awwwww this is so precious!!!

Christine is in a bad mood after theatre rehearsal so Jeremy and Micheal make her feel better by sitting on either side and her and squeezing her sides. She can’t move because they put their arms around her and they even squeeze her knees or give her stomach some pokes.