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is there any brawlers autographs you haven't gotten yet
I'm missing Rosa, Mr P and a lot more brawlers autographs!!!, I ALWAYS FORGET TO ASK MR P FOR HIS AUTOGRAPH WHEN I VISIT THE PORTERS!!!, they are just sooo cuuuteee >u<
#colette's scrapbook doodles#flower crowns for everyone!#asks open#gonna do one of these for every brawler with a blog#cuz colette can't paint and neither can i#brawl stars rosa#brawlstars rosa#brawlstars mr p#brawl stars mr p#brawlstars porter#brawl stars porter#only one ask left#inbox is pretty empty now#only one ask#wow#brawl stars fanart#brawlstars fanart
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Eyy I haven't seen much content from ya, so assuming you still have requests open... maybe legit anything with Colette as a lee/ler?
(Ohohoho man, Colette my beloved, I have forgotten how much I love your weird fangirl mannerisms)
(This is a sort of pseudo-sequel to my first fic (the one with Byron and Edgar) but this can be read as a stand alone fic as well)
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There was nothing Colette loved more than collecting info on her favorite brawler, which was basically everyone. She knew when everyones birthdays were, knew their favorite colors, and where every brawler tended to hangout at. This info would come in handy when she wanted to meet up with one of them or to ‘add a souvenir’ to her collection.
Ever since Colette, Edgar and Byron had moved in together she had learned all the weird little quirks and habits of the others, like how Byron hated people making food for him, or the way Edgar would pick at the studs on his belt when he wasn’t paying attention to what people we saying to him, but there were still things sh learned about the them,or more specifically Edgar.
Colette spent a lot of time with Edgar. Both inside the house and while at work. Colette loved spending time with Edgar, though he would object to her anytime she suggested hanging out, though Colette never took it personally, he was generally rough around the edges. But from the times that they’d hung out she’d always learn something about him, and then she’d write it down in the scrapbook of hers.
The scrapbook. Colette’s pride and joy. It held everything she held dear to her in it; autographs, pictures, her ‘souvenirs’ (that were often disgusting, like Bibi’s gum and Leon’s lollipop stick) and of course, brawler trivia and facts. She was always adding to a brawlers fact page, there was so much to learn, and when you spend enough time with someone you learn embarrassing facts about them.
Like how deathly ticklish your emo roommate and coworker is.
She had suspected early on that the boy was ticklish. The way he would flinch away from certain touches and the little noises he’d make when her hands would brush against his sides when she’d given him surprise hugs, she’d never had the time to test her theory, but now was the perfect time.
Currently Colette and Edgar were in their shared house, Byron was out brawling in a Heist event and wouldn’t be back for at least 5 more hours (had Colette’s math been correct given his recent win rates). They were both vibing in the living room, Edgar was laying on their couch scrolling through his phone and Colette sat on the opposite end of said couch, currently scribbling in her scrapbook with her knees pulled up to her chest (using them to prop up said book). Colette was currently doodling a semi-crude picture of Edgar in her scrapbook, and was labeling certain parts of his body, she was going to figure out where he was ticklish, she just had to figure out how she was going to make it happen.
Colette idly flipped through her scrapbook as she thought of how she would do this, “Hey Edgar, did you hear that Emz’s birthday is coming up?” Colette said casually and Edgar hummed “Yeah, she’s been posting about it on her Insta.” Edgar said bluntly. “Do you plan to get her anything for her birthday?” Colette asked and looked at her edgy roommate, “Eh, probably not…” Edgar said, still looking at his phone, Colette lightly gasped “Why not?! I thought you two were friends?!” she yelled and Edgar finally looked at her “We’re not friends. Just cuz we have similar interests doesn’t mean we’re close.” Edgar said flatly. Colette feigned a sad look and whimpered “If you and Emz aren’t friends then… What are we?” Colette said and now moved to sit on her legs, scrapbook now on the arm of the couch and her arms were brought up to her chests, making puppy eyes at Edgar.
Edgar rolled his eyes with a huff “We’re… acquaintances…” Edgar said and looked away, Colette gasped and reeled back “ACQUAINTANCES?! Edgar, you wound me!!” Colette cried before she leaned forward again, Edgar put his hands up defensively “We work together and we brawl together, but other than that I wouldn’t say we’re close!” “Edgar, we LIVE together!” Colette said “We also live with Byron!” he shot back. “We hang out all the time! We’re technically hanging out right now!” Colette argued, “I mean, it’s more like we’re coexisting in the same room…” Edgar mumbled “Same difference!” Colette said.
“Why are you so hung up about this?” Edgar asked and Colette scoffed, “Well with how much we spend time together it hurts to know you don’t consider me a friend!” Colette said and idly slapped the tops of her thighs and looked away. “Alright, despite the fact that we spend SOOOO much time together, I know nothing about you.” Edgar said and crossed his arms, Colette tilted her head “How could you not know anything about me? I tell you stuff about me all the time!” Colette said and moved closer to him “No you don’t, you always talk about the others!” Edgar said and Colette rolled her eyes “I also talk about myself! And I talk about you too!” she said and Edgar raised an eyebrow “Oh? And what do you know?” Edgar said with suspicion.
“Well, I know your birthday, favorite color, favorite food, I know you like a certain brand of nail polish cause it doesn’t chip easily, I know you don’t like working late shifts because it messes up your parkour routine-” Colette said moving closer to Edgar, he seemed to notice and tried to back up against the couch “I also know you don’t like when people criticize your technics because now one else does parkour like you do.” Colette said and pinned Edgar to the couch “Get off! I may not know much about you but I know you’re crazy!” Edgar said and Colette huffed and smiled. “There’s one other thing I know about you.” Colette said and smirked and Edgar gulped nervously “And what’s that?” he asked. Colette had this downright evil look on her face as she leaned close to Edgar.
“I know you’re ticklish~” Colette whispered to him and Edgar paled.
For a few moments the world seemed frozen as Edgar sweat bullets beneath his coworker before after what seemed like eternity, Edgar’s scarf moved first. His scarf moved out and pushed against Colette's face as he used his arms to grab the sides of the couch to pull himself away “Hey! Where are you going?!” Colette said and grabbed his scarf and moved them out of her way “Get away from me!” Edgar yelped and tried to flop off the couch but Colette was faster, she expected this to happen.
Colette had grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back onto the couch and straddled his hips, and in one swift motion managed to get his scarf off with little resistance (she wondered if his scarf had allowed her to do that?) “I know you’re ticklish, I just don’t know where. That’s what we’re going to find out!” Colette said excitedly as she rolled up her sleeves and wiggled her fingers down at the emo boy and his face flushed. “No! Nononono- Get off of mehehe!” Edgar giggle and grabbed Colette’s wrists to keep them away, she giggled herself and fought against Edgar’s strength, her hands slowly descended downwards towards his sides “Gee Edgar, I haven’t even touched you and you’re already giggling, you must be really ticklish if this is just getting to you!” Colette teased and his face flushed brighter as he was fighting back against her wiggling fingers “Shuhut up!” he growled out, and became more panicked as her hands were now just inches above his sides.
Colette started to wiggle her fingers more and pushed against his hands “You can’t fight this forever!~” Colette cooed and with one sudden push her fingers made contact with his clothed sides and Edgar choked. He spluttered and kicked his legs out before a laugh left him and he shook his head “COHOHOHOLETTE NOHOHO!!” Edgar cackled. Colette gasped and squealed down at him “Aaaw Edgar! Your laugh is so cute!!” Colette gushed as she skittered her fingers up and down the boy's sides “SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!!” Edgar wailed as he still tried to push against her hands, “NAHAHAHA! KNOHOHOHOCK IT OHOHOFF!!” Edgar laughed and tried to shake Colette off “No way! We’re just getting started my dear acquaintance!” Colette said with a mischievous smile and Edgar made a noise akin to a growl. Colette’s fingers were fast and precise, trying to figure out what made Edgar laugh the hardest, “Gee, I wonder just ticklish you are…” Colette said as her fingers suddenly darted across the top of his stomach and Edgar howled “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!!” Edgar shrieked and Colette giggled “Why not here? Too tickle tickle ticklish for you to handle?~” Colette teased as one hand tickled his lower belly while the other went to his ribs.
Edgar shook his head violently and started to thrash side to side, anything to try and get this maniac off of him, “COHOHOHOLETTE PLEHEHEASE STOHOHOP!!” Edgar wheezed, “Oh but Edgar! I can’t stop now! I’ve never seen you smile or laugh like this before!” Colette said as she scribbled between the boys ribs “NAHAHAHAHA- AHAHAHAHA!! WHEHEHEHEN THIHIHIS IS OHOHOVER YOHOHOU ARE SOHO DEAHAHAD!!” Edgar threatened and Colette rolled her eyes “Oh don’t be like that! I know you like it!~” she teased.
Colette looked at Edgar and studied his reactions before she got a nasty little idea, she had never really seen him without his scarf on, “I wonder…” Colette said out loud as she suddenly shot her right hand to Edgar’s neck and spidered against the sensitive flesh. Edgar’s eyes boggled in his head and he let out a very girly shriek that, Colette would admit, hurt her ears before his laughter hiked up 10 octaves, “NOHOHOHO NONONO NOHOHO STAHAHAHA- STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT!! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE PL-PLEHEHEASE!!!” Edgar howled and Colette leaned closer “Jackpot! Seems I’ve found a good spot huh?” Colette asked.
Edgar could no longer get a cohesive word out as he laughed and laughed, tears were streaming down his face and his face was so red it would put a tomato to shame. Colette continued her assault until she felt Edgar slow his fighting down “P-PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!! UHUHUHUNCLE! UHUHUNCLE!!” Edgar begged as he dared to look up at his coworker. Colette slowed her assault on the boy's neck, and brought her hands back down to his sides, but her movements were now more sluggish and slow, giving him a small break from the more intense tickles she’d unleashed on him. “Oh Edgar, what am I going to do with you?” Colette asked and shook her head with a little huff. Edgar still laughed and giggled as Colette's fingers moved slowly over his ribs down to his sides and over his belly, “Stohohohohop ihihihit!” he giggled and finally managed to swat her hands away from him.
“Oh fine, I’ll stop.” Colette said with a sigh of defeat and hung her head slightly, she stole a look at her coworker and smiled at him, he looked so cute like this, and she giggled at him. Edgar gasped and wheezed for air and glared at the girl perched on top of him “Whahahahat ahahare yohohou looking ahahat?” Edgar asked and Colette smiled sweetly at him “You silly!” she said and tilted her head “You looked like you were having fun laughing your little head off like that!” she chirped at him and Edgar wrapped his arms around his middle “Nohoho I wahahasn’t!!” he said defensively and Colette brought her hand up to her mouth “Yes you were!” she said with a smirk “Cause if you weren’t, then you wouldn’t have been laughing! Duh!” she finished.
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It was late at night as Colette colored in her scrapbook. She giggled to herself as she colored in the crude drawing of Edgar with a red colored pencil and then wrote with her pen “VERY TICKLISH” at an arrow pointing at Edgar’s neck. She sighed as she looked at the picture “Shame I didn’t get to tickle his lower half, oh well, I’ll just have to do it some other time!” Colette said as she closed her scrapbook, as she moved across her room, which was littered with plush and crumpled up pieces of paper, she passed by the mirror and stood in front of it. Her hand ghosted over her left eye which now sported a large bruise over it, “I’ll certainly be getting revenge for this, don’t you worry my dear friend!” she laughed.
She couldn't stay mad at Edgar for punching her, she admitted that she deserved it, but still, it would fuel her up for a little revenge against him, Colette turned and as she moved away from the mirror and flopped on her bed, exhausted from today's events, and was already planning her next attack against her moody ‘friend’.
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(OWO? POSSIBLE SEQUEL IN THE FUTURE??)
(Maybe, if this motivation keeps up!)
#Kitten_Blunders#TicklyKitty Writes#brawl stars tickle#brawl stars tickling#I love staying up at unreasonable hours to write tickle fics#yay tickle fics! lol#headcanon that scarf knows edgar is a moody ass who needs a good tickling every now and then#so it lets people take it off so they can obliterate him
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TEEN DREAM TEAM HCs - The Teen Dream Team consists of Edgar, Colette, Emz, Sandy, Bibi, and Poco. - I haven't fully fleshed out how they got together yet, but the idea is that they drifted together, started hanging out, and they all just became! Really close! - They have slumber parties/movie nights! Their Designated Place is Emz's room, because she lives in a mansion and her room is huge. - Emz and Edgar do makeup for everyone! - Poco has little lemotifs he's written for the others. If one of them approaches while he's playing guitar, he'll jokingly shift into playing it. - Bibi will regularly steal leftovers from the diner to share with the others. - Colette has a separate scrapbook just for the TDT. Emz supplies her with photos she's taken! - For some reason, Colette has the uncanny ability to know where missing items are. Like: "Hey Co, you know where my gloves are?" "If they aren't in your inner vest pocket, you might've left them in the giftshop bathroom!" "...Where're my facepaints?" "I think you left them at Emz's!" - Bibi and Edgar have "battle dates," Which are just one-on-one brawls that they take unnecessarily seriously. - Emz has specific albums in her phone for each of them! In Edgar's album there's motion-blurred pictures of Edgar jumping between rooftops, hands with fresh nail art, a really stupid photo of him with his scarf plastered to his face, and video clips of him doing bartending tricks! In Colette's there's pictures of her posing in front of her corkboard, really close-up photos where you only know it's her because you can see a bit of white hair and sharp teeth (Colette stole Emz's phone, but she kept the photos anyway), and little doodles that she's done! Poco's album has a lot of videos of his guitar playing, photos of him in his Bad Randoms get-up, and just a whole lot of him in being sweet in general! Sandy's album is full of him sleeping in various strange places, with the occasional photo of him sleepily putting up a peace sign! Bibi's album has photos of her blowing really big bubble gum bubbles, swinging her bat around with notion blur clinging to Mr. Bat, and a lot of photos that exude Gremlin Energy! Everyone's got pre-brawl, mid-brawl, and post-brawl photos, "silly stupid things that were caught in the moment" photos, photobombs, and make-up looks!
#lumpywrites#brawl stars#brawl stars poco#brawl stars edgar#brawl stars colette#brawl stars emz#brawl stars sandy#brawl stars bibi#teen team#them#they are a tight-knit group of qprs#polyships my enjoyed
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So, Colette! What's the thing in your collection that you're proudest of? Like, your fave or hardest to obtain?
EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE FROM SPIKE AND PIPER!!!!!!. HAVE SOME DOODLES THAT I DID IN MY SCRAPBOOK!!!
#I went out of my way to paint poorly#to be fair I already can't color#anyways#colette brawlstars#brawl stars colette#brawlstars piper#brawl stars piper#brawlstars spike#brawl stars spike#colette's scrapbook doodles#asks open#parody account#rp account#brawl stars#brawlstars
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The giftshop's bells rung when a certain blonde baker walked into the store.
Piper hummed a delightful little Halloween tune as she made her way through the store.
She carried a basket of sweets at hand and looked over the cute and spooky Halloween decor. She was heading straight to the counter... but then a delightful little bat knick-knack did catch her eye. She stopped at an aisle, picking up the critter decoration.
How adorable!
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☆ Townsfolk~Triad 🌂🧁
The bell ringing alerted the cashier to hide her scrapbook and wait until the customer came to the counter. Whenever Colette was alone in the giftshop, she would be doodling or writing fanfics of other brawlers as a way to kill time without her boss knowing that she isn't on task. Thanks to spooky month there are more things to do, like decorating the giftshop or doing things with her friends, like jack-o-lanterns, but she has already decorated the store, she’s working at the moment and the prank of the year can’t be prepared while at work, so all left to do is to estimate how long it’ll take to prepare it when the time comes.
#casually doesn't mention the pumpkin when it's still there#brawl stars#the pumpkin it's stuck so ofc she can't get it out yet#it adds to the halloween spirit tho xD#ALSO IT'S NOW ACE WEEK
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- 'Ello Colette! Have you perchance seen Vinu' round here? I think she got lost... Last time I saw her taht bad herb was near your... Stalls?
I think that I have :0!! But I was doodling on my scrapbook for most of the time to really pay much attention-
I'MSORRYICAN'THELP!!!! :C
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