#fnf tickling

[yallmakemyassitch]

Scratch Task

Summary: Tabi had gotten sick of Agoti slick and slimy ways of sneakily tickling him, so it was about time he retained some comeuppance and taught the poor boy a lesson~! ^⁠_⁠^

Word count: 5133

Character count: 29277

Tobi talks: Well hello again to all you lovely fellas, I'm here with something special for you lot! As you know, I'm on hiatus due to school and personal life stuff and that won't change for the foreseeable future. I had this cute idea to redraw one of Sensey's art pieces as I think the position they're in and how Tabi is pinning Agoti is downright hilarious and downright devious! But I wouldn't be doing it any justice without writing something about it, after all, you just gotta appreciate her creativity (⁠●⁠♡⁠∀⁠♡⁠)

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55564837

Enjoy the story, gooday you lovely people and have a great day y’all! 🩷(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

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“T-Tabi! C-c’mon man, I’m serious!” Agoti shrieked, his feet propelling him as fast as they could away from his pursuing friend, who was quickly gaining on him. Tabi lunged at him again, but the digidevil managed to dodge just in the nick of time. He stumbled and fell hard onto the ground, giving his friend an extra jumpstart in the chase.

“Agoti! Get back here!” The goat-man yelled after him, quickly getting up and running after him, a fresh dose of adrenaline pumping in his veins. The digidevil’s heart raced and his thundering footsteps quickened.

Fear was an understatement to what he was feeling, with his teeth gritted and eyebrows knitted into a panicked visage, one would think he had encountered death himself.

He might as well have anyway. Agoti had pushed Tabi too far and as a consequence, turned the Russian man into an unstoppable force of nature. No matter how much or how far he ran, Tabi was always right around the corner.

In this moment of reflection, the digidevil realized he couldn’t hear Tabi’s footsteps anymore and slowed down before eventually stopping. His labored lungs were on fire and burned with every breath he tried to reclaim.

Agoti grasped his knees and hunched over, feeling his forehead drip with sweat onto the pavement. Agoti swallowed a spitball. “Oh god��” He gasped. How long had he been running? 10, maybe 15 minutes of just sprinting? He signed and stood up straight, stretching his back and his arms.

He didn’t feel safe in the area they were in, Tabi was known to be an excellent ambusher, so it would be best if he moved somewhere he couldn’t find him.

Just as he was going to head off, he heard a strange sound. The digidevil turned back around, now even more nervous, and just as he was about to whip around to run away, he heard Tabi’s dreaded voice coming from right behind him.

“Found you,” Tabi whispered in his ear.

Then his world flipped upside down, feeling a swift and strong force sweep his ankles from underneath him. Agoti couldn’t even comprehend what had happened until he landed hard on his chest. Panic soon set in when he felt someone heavy sit on his back and grab his wrist.

“Tabi! Please no!” The demon shrieked with terror, realizing the extent of his situation. “Too late for excuses, Agoti.” The Russian man hummed calmly above him.

Agoti was fast and agile, but Tabi was stronger and heavier than him, so pinning the digidevil was an easy feat. Tabi twisted his dominant arm behind his back and pinned it on the center of his back with the firm grip of his hand and pushed all his weight into the grip.

As expected, Agoti began to thrash and squirm, attempting to forcefully dismount the man off his back. A horrifying revelation came when he realized Tabi was sitting rather close to his rear, which made the prospect of slithering his tail out to defend himself impossible.

The Russian man watched as the digidevil fruitlessly kicked his legs and waved around his other arm, hell, his kicks would land on his back sometimes, but Tabi was stocky enough to handle it.

The digidevil tuckered out, realizing that his method of escape wasn’t working, and relaxed his muscles.

“Are you done?” The invisible man asked with an arch of his eyebrow.

“Y-yeah…” Agoti grumbled begrudgingly.

“Good, now then…” Tabi, with his free hand, pinched his friend’s right side. “Let's talk.”

The demon flinched and quietly squeaked. Oh god. Oh god no.

Tabi couldn’t see his face at his angle but could tell the digidevil was very nervous. He couldn’t help but grin and chuckle to himself. “Oh Agoti, Agoti…” He shook his head.

Agoti tensed when he felt his bony finger slowly trace up and down his side. “I have to ask you something,” Tabi exclaimed, his voice now much more casual and amused than before.

“Y-yeah?” God damn, he almost giggled a bit.

Tabi leaned over to where his bony snout would be right next to his ear. “Are you ticklish?” This time, his tone was dripping with mischief. His index finger began to quickly wiggle into his side, traveling up and down the sensitive area.

Tabi watched Agoti’s reaction carefully, his lower jaw appearing to complete his already menacing expression.

“N-noho…” Agoti hissed through clenched teeth, contradicted by a wild, silly smile beginning to spread across his lips.

The Russian huffed. “Well that’s good, otherwise what I’m about to do would really suck.”

“Huh- wait, ta-TAHahaHAhABI!” Agoti squealed. He resumed his squirming, his side’s nerves stimulated and sending all kinds of ticklish shocks up his torso. The hand that was previously tweaking his side was energetically digging into the tender flesh.

“Hmph. Liar.” Tabi quietly huffed, beginning to knead into the flesh with his fingertips, causing Agoti to attempt to twist his free arm around to grab his wrist, but the awkward angle he was pinned at made it difficult.

Tabi easily brushed him off and continued with the torture. “PLEHEHEASE, I- I caHAHAN’T!”

“Oh, yes you can. We haven’t even made it to your worst spot yet.” The entire sentence he just uttered not only sent chills down his spine but he managed to switch his tone from casual and dismissive to downright despicable.

The digidevil screamed when he felt Tabi’s hand begin to jump around his torso. The goat-man knew the digidevil was ticklish as hell, so putting him in stitches wasn’t difficult. Agoti thrashed from left to right, feeling his hand grab his hip, digging his four fingers into the front while the thumb made devious circles in the back, leaving him cackling like a madman.

This only increased when the Russian’s fingers burrowed into the sweet spot between his side and tummy, which got a hearty wheeze out of Agoti.

“Heh.” He heard Tabi chuckle, his golden eyes sparkling with amusement. He quickly crawled up his side and drilled his bony fingers into the very crevice of his underarm.

“N-NOHO!” Agoti cried, his arm shooting down to cover the sensitive spot. He foolishly trapped his hand but was glad to feel the hand leave once Tabi realized tickling wasn’t possible with his arm that tight against his side.

“Hm. Suit yourself then, I’ll just have to go to the other one.” Tabi exclaimed, oddly calm.

Tabi then began to pull up Agoti’s pinned arm, keeping it in its bent position, but steadily exposing his other armpit. “DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!” Agoti yelled, nervous giggles tumbling out of him at record speed. He resisted, pulling down as much he could as a counter to Tabi’s tugging.

He just grinned and in one swift motion, pulled the arm at the desired 45-degree angle. Agoti’s stomach dropped, seems the Russian man was holding out on the poor boy. Man, he really had to hit the weights after this.

The digidevil’s train of thought was interrupted when a single finger began to circle slowly around his pit. Agoti hid his face in the floor again, there was a large, stupid grin on his face that he couldn’t bear to expose to the rest of the world.

“Tickle, tickle, Agoti…” Tabi’s voice cooed lowly above him, making sure to purr out each syllable in the most taunting tone he could muster. This wasn’t difficult, his Russian accent left a lot of room for letters to roll off his tongue with delicious deviousness.

He still couldn’t see his face but could see Agoti was red, the blush even managing to spill onto the side of his head.

“N-noHohoHo Tahahabi, that’s sohOho meheheAn…” The demon whined, his tendrils curling with embarassment.

“Oh trust me, I can get a lot meaner~” The invisible man laughed. Then the tracing began to ascend, keeping its gentle touch until his fingers were dancing along his bicep. Agoti groaned, giggles flowing freely out of him, he knew what Tabi was getting at.

“This familiar, Agoti?” Tabi asked with an amused snort, digging into his bicep with fervor. The demon squealed, and now his giggles were much louder, mixed in with hiccups and snorts, he sounded ridiculous. The sensation was annoying, a touch he couldn’t get away from, and Tabi made sure he felt the same pain Agoti put him through.

That being instead of his underarms, the rapper had trapped his friend underneath him and tormented his knees until he screamed uncle. Tabi looked back on it with a grimace, but with the same man at his mercy, he felt a sense of relief taking out his pent-up frustration on the bastard.

“Fuhuhuck, okay! I’m s-SOohoHhorRy!” He cried, his free arm lightly slamming the floor several times. He never knew his arms were so sensitive but he guessed Tabi learned a thing or two before finally initiating his revenge.

“No excuses~” Tabi purred, lightly digging just right above where his armpit would be. Agoti cried out and knocked his forehead on the floor a few times, the sensations were going to make him go mad. “UHuHaAHAHA!” He kept this up for a while, giving his friend much-needed treatment after all the bullshit he put him through.

Well, it reached the finale and it was about time he’d given him what he was anticipating.

“Oh Agoti, I’m going to get your little armpit~” The Russian cooed, his index finger starting to slowly travel down his elbow, then his bicep, and then the little spot that would make his friend sing to the rooftops. Agoti about screamed when he announced himself and began to struggle again. “Tahahahabi seheheriously, I’m sorry! I- AHA!” Agoti whined again, squawking when he felt fingers tweak his neck.

“I don’t believe you.” The Russian man posed his hand into a claw shape right above his right underarm and kept it there. The digidevil was laughing and squirming wildly, the laughter bubbling out of him like a faucet was akin to a hyena. Tabi snorted, as much as a punishment this was, he had to admit, his digidevil friend had a cute laugh.

He snapped himself out of his trance when he realized Agoti had lied still, in wait for his friend to put him in stitches.

And that he did. Tabi touched down and scribbled furiously into the underarm. His reaction was an understatement when described as “explosive”, the man immediately burst out into raucous cackles and squeals that would be the previously mentioned hyena to shame.

Agoti had ticklish armpits, but the spot wasn’t too bad on its own. His friend’s teasing had turned into a giddy ball of nerves, which may or may not have been purposeful. He was losing it, his chest shaking with unrelenting howls of laughter.

“PLEHEHEASE, STOHOHAHAP! MEHEHERCY!” Agoti’s legs were limp on the ground, slightly twitching in contrast to his seizing torso. Tabi made sure to dig deep and as ferociously as possible into the very center, smug as a bug witnessing his friend cry for mercy.

“And why should I? You didn’t give me any mercy when you were tickling me?” His friend couldn’t answer. This continued for a while, sometimes randomly scribbling up his arm to tease the bicep until Tabi heard a wheezy cough come out of Agoti, that’s when he stopped and removed his hand.

Tabi pinned his arm back down to back and it moreover collapsed, as the digidevil was too tired to fight back at this point. Agoti panted, teary-eyed and blushing hard. The invisible man let Agoti rest his throat, after all, the true finale wouldn’t be complete if his victim wasn’t rejuvenated.

“O-oh gahad…” Agoti panted, the ghost of the tickles still lingered on his body. His shoulders rose and fell with each passing second as he gradually regained his breath.

“How was that?” Tabi asked, playfully punching his friend’s shoulder blade.

“Awful,” The rapper said with a roll of his eyes. “Now, can you get off of me? You got your revenge.” Agoti craned his neck to meet Tabi’s gaze but was confused, then horrified to be met with initial nonchalance to the spread of his grin and the speechless shake of his skull.

“Tabi, you’ve got to be shitting me!” Agoti hissed quickly, his tendrils springing into action in a series of coiling and terrified phalanges. “Nope, sorry, Agoti.” Tabi hissed right back, sarcasm oozing from his tone. Agoti was scared but realized something, he had energy! He could finally fight back.

The digidevil swung his other arm around to hopefully grab the man’s wrist and pull it off of him. He rejoiced when he felt the Russian’s grip come loose, which freed his slightly numb, right hand.

Agoi placed both hands on the floor and was going to flip himself over, taking Tabi with him. He gravely miscalculated his move, his repositioned arms exposed his most sensitive spot; his ribcage.

The goat-man acted quickly and with both hands, grabbed the sides of his ribcage and squeezed. Agoti screamed and collapsed, and Tabi took this as an opportunity to put the demon back in position. The demon moaned sadly on the floor he stuffed his face into.

“Sorry but, I’m not done here,” Tabi said, making sure his arm was firmly stuck in place with no place to move. The digidevil didn’t even say anything, seeming to have accepted his fate. That would make the job easier for Tabi, but that didn’t necessarily mean he was done asking questions. The first question was just a coverup for what he was really wondering.

Tabi gently grasped the right side of Agoti’s ribcage, not even grabbing it, just wrapping his hand around the spot, mimicking the curve of his ribs. Since Agoti’s right arm was out of commission, it was the perfect place to begin the real torture.

“This will be my second and final question, so you better listen up!” The Russian declared angrily.

The digidevil said nothing and the man pining him down took it as a sign he was listening.

Tabi sighed deeply. “Agoti, why do you keep tickling me?” All the irritation in his tone vanished, he sounded solemn and quiet. Agoti craned his neck to look at him and their gazes met instantly, as Tabi was already staring deeply into him. His eyebrows were furrowed and his golden eyes were brimming with patience. He wasn’t mad in the slightest.

Agoti’s face fell, now looking quite solemn himself. “Vell?” Tabi said, leaning a bit closer and sounded amused when his accent slipped a bit but still patiently awaiting his response.

His chest fluttered, he knew the answer to his question. Could he tell him? Could he tell Tabi that he thought he wasn’t tickling him out of mischief but because he thought his laughter was not only really cute but handsome? That being this close to him at the moment made his heart beat a mile a minute?

Tickling was his method of ‘flirting’ with Tabi. It was too embarrassing and too early, knowing him, Tabi wasn’t too interested in love after what he’s been through. Agoti could be a selfish asshole at times, but he wanted to savor his feelings when the timing was right. Tabi had taken his heart by storm the moment he had met him and the Russian man was none the wiser.

Oh who was he kidding, Agoti was just too pussy to admit he had fallen for him.

He conjured up the most bullshit answer his panicking mind could formulate. Agoti sighed and began to speak in his ‘sincerest tone’...

“It’s cuz you’re sad all the time.”

“What?” Tabi said quietly.

“Dude you’re seriously a Debbie downer, you’re constantly frowning and my jokes hardly even get to you. I wanna see you have fun, not just mopey and sad.” Agoti mumbled, avoiding the gaze now staring over his head onto him, casting a shadow. Tabi blinked at him and sighed.

“Agoti, Agoti…” Tabi started.

He stiffened when he felt something pinch his ribs. “You’ve always been a terrible liar.” He huffed, half-amused half-dissapointed.

Then the kneading began, Tabi had his hand shaped into a pincer and was thoroughly pinching and kneading in between each rib bone, along with the bone itself, and descended one rib when he figured that one had enough.

Agoti loudly snorted and bit the hell out of his lower lip, scratching at the floor with his sharp claws. He was doing a lot better than he imagined, despite his mind screaming for the sensations to stop.

Tabi realized what he was doing and coughed out a dry laugh, the mischief still left over from earlier allowed him to make such a sound.

Tabi took his hand and kneaded into the entire side of the ribcage instead, making sure his fingertips were vibrating in between the tender gaps of the bones. The Russian could feel the dam collapse immediately as Agoti breathed in…

And nothing came out. He could feel his chest shaking and saw his hand dig and curl deeply into the ground before a loud shriek could be heard. It was louder than what he heard today. Tabi winced, the sound long, shrill, and painful, before quickly descending into a cacophony of hysteria.

The kicking started back up and Agoti was back to his usual ways of thrashing and squirming. His laughter, now much more girlish, almost made Tabi smile a bit, but he kept his lips pursed and serious. “NoHOHOhOHOAHAH- hic NOTHAHOT THAHAT!”

“That’s strike one, Agoti. Do it again or I’ll go to the other side.” Tabi replied calmly, slowing his pace to gentle jabs all over his right side. Agoti was hysterical, twitching and spasming every time Tabi hit a sweet spot, much to his chagrin.

“FUhUhUCK TAHAahABi! Thihihis ihihis sohohoho BAHAHAD!” He squealed at the end when he felt pinching around his upper ribcage, dancing fingertips poking at the sensitive bone.

“I know, that’s why I asked your dad about it,” Tabi replied casually.

Wait what? “H-HuHuhuh?” Agoti giggled profusely before the former musician stopped tormenting his side.

“Yup, I asked your dad if you were ticklish. He spilled, surprisingly.” His face was knitted into a reminiscing expression, which quickly turned into unapologetic mirth as he laughed for a while, seeing from the corner of Agoti’s face that he had turned white before shifting into a deep crimson.

“D-dad told you?!” Agoti asked, exasperated.

“Yep.” Tabi repeated, popping the ‘p’, “I was expecting him to start interrogating me, to be honest, but I guess he likes me now cuz he was pretty upfront with me. A pretty standup guy if I’m being honest.” He shrugged.

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“His ribs are his worst spot, especially the ones on the bottom, they get him the worst.” Solazar hummed, readjusting his glasses.

“Ah, I see,” Tabi said, rubbing his bony chin.

“May I ask what for?” The Solarisapien questioned, eyes gentle but burning with skepticism. An improvement from his initial scowling and shooting glares when he first met the young man.

His shoulders shook as he laughed. “Nothing important, Mr. Solazar,”

Solazar could tell he had no nefarious intentions based on his eyes, which brightened with unmistakable playfulness and mischief. He could tell where this was going, he saw that gaze all too often in his boys in their youth.

“Oh alright,” The former warrior sighed, straightening his back.

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The digidevil was mortified beyond belief, his father sold him out?! Agoti had no time to react when he felt his pincers move again to latch onto his bony figure and wiggle in every groove possible, but Tabi made sure to avoid the bottom ones, to save the best for last, of course.

“N-nonono- T-TAHAHBI! AHaaAH NOhaHAHAHA!” He resumed his previous moments, this time, much more flustered at the bombshell that just dropped on him and squirmier than before. Even Tabi was a little disheveled at how much he was squirming.

Surely, it couldn’t feel that bad? Then he thought of that one time Agoti blasted his neck with raspberries and mentally kicked himself.

“Now then, let’s try that again. I’ll know when you’re lying, so don’t even try it.” Tabi slowed down his tickling to simply drumming across his ribs, keeping the demon back on his toes, in between cloud 9 and hysteria.

Agoti was back to senseless laughter, what would have normally been hearty giggles were hiccupy cackles. His already ablaze nerves made it hard to calm down after the vicious ribbing he was going through. Tears were nearly about to fall out of his eyes and his face hurt from smiling so much.

“Again, Agoti, why do you keep tickling me?” His serious tone when he asked initially was gone and was swapped for a more, demanding but playful tone. This time, he was scribbling his fingertips not only across his ribs but all over his side. He momentarily danced them across his back, which got some funny squeaks out of him.

The digidevil buried his face in his arm and unleashed a flurry of uncontrollable mirth, stuck in-between giggling when he felt fingers wiggle against his shoulderblades to cackles when Tabi dug his rough fingers into the divots of his ribs and hips.

The Russian man was much more impatient than before as Tabi quickened his kneading into downright drilling. He made sure it didn’t hurt, but he made damn sure Agoti knew this wasn’t as bad as it was going to get. And he couldn’t handle that.

“Well?!” Tabi yelled angrily, causing the digidevil to flinch when he heard his bark above his hysterical cackling.

“OKaHAhAHAY- AHAHA! I’LL TEHEHLL YOU! I’LL TELL!”

“Vell, go on then, I’m getting impatient.” At least he had the grace to tell him. A few seconds later Agoti managed to regain his bearings, still a bit fatigued but not completely losing it anymore.

“It’s because I- EEK!” Agoti squealed when he felt a pinch on his lower ribs. A warning for what was to come.

“Hm?”

“Because I wanted to mess with you, damn!”

His lip twitched.

“Tabi, you know that I like to mess with my friends. You’re one of them, you see how I treat people close to me, man! It’s just my way of affection and if you didn’t like it, well that’s not my fucking proBLEM-! FUCK! GAHAHAHAHAH!”

“No, you’re lying to me again,” Tabi said calmly, his face as cool and collected as he could be.

“NAHAHOHO I’M NOHOHOHOT!” The digidevil retorted, contorting his body in never before positions as his friend dug into his lower ribcage.

“Yes, you are~” He singsonged, chuckling as his fingertips kneaded into his lower rib bones. Agoti screeched when Tabi began to dig and pinch into the very last bones of his ribcage, methodical in his method to keep his friend in a state of hysterical paralysis.

Agoti went limp under him, but his chest still gyrated with cackles and hiccups. His laughter went silent when Tabi focused on the very bottom rib, teasingly circling his thumb in the tender spot until he stopped.

Agoti squeaked when he felt something touch his left side. As promised, Tabi would get him if he caught him slacking. “AH! WAIT! NOHOHO! FUCK FUCK FUHUHUCK!” That side of his body had been entirely vulnerable for the entirety he had been kept stuck under Tabi. His choosing to exploit it now was a despicable decision.

He acted quickly and shot his arm down to protect it. Tabi hadn’t exited this time, rather, it gave him a much better opportunity to knead into the crevices of his ribs. Tabi wiggled to and fro, feeling Agoti absolutely spaz and lose it as he squirm and thrash uncontrollably, his legs now reignited in a fit of kicks.

“Told you what would happen.”

The former musician began to crawl up over the entirety of his left side, up his ribs, and even managed to graze his underarm a little. He smirked as Agoti squeaked, squirmed, and howled without fail. His ribs were just that ticklish and he was going to take advantage of that fact.

This went on for eternity, at least to the digidevil. Even Aldryx was more merciful than him and he was his brother! Agoti hadn’t even realized Tabi had stopped, he was just about to tap out.

“Last chance.” Tabi hummed, looking over to his friend’s face. He looked fucked up, his face was beyond red, now in a maroonish color, eyes teary and wet from the onslaught of tickling. He panted and panted, barely processing his friend's words.

Tabi stayed silent, quietly waiting for Agoti to speak up. He waited much longer than he had before, allowing the digidevil to regain his breath and recover. But when Agoti finally did, he said nothing, nothing at all. Tabi waited another minute longer and shook his head at the revelation that he wouldn’t be getting an answer.

“Awww, well that’s too bad~” The Russian cooed, beginning to slowly tweak his sides again. “What, did you want to be tickled that bad, Goti?” He chuckled when he heard Agoti groan, he hated being called that.

“S-shuhut uhuhup…” He said, exhaustion clearly in his voice.

“Naahh, you deserve it after wasting my time like this.”

“Go fuck yourself.” Agoti bluntly mumbled.

Tabi just chuckled, releasing his arm from his hold, allowing it to flop uselessly on the floor. He didn’t get off his back however, only readjusting his position to side sideways, no longer straddling him and allowing him to plop his feet on the ground.

The seconds ticked by, the two quietly enjoying one another’s presence. It was like this for a while, with Agoti being oddly complicate with being sat on and the Russian not saying a word, however, the silence was broken when he spoke up.

“So am I ever gonna get an answer?”

Agoti said nothing.

Tabi just sighed and went back to staring off into space.

“It’s cuz I like you.” He heard him mumble.

“Mhm…” His nodded his head and went back- wait, what?! What was melancholy turned into alarm, his eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at Agoti. His entire face was hidden by his tendrils, making it impossible to tell what expression he was making.

“Agoti…” Tabi whispered.

“Hehe yeah, it’s dumb. I get it if you don’t feel the same.” Agoti chuckled dryly, void of any amusement. Hell, he sounded a bit nervous. So much for ‘too early’...

The goatman was quiet and the digidevil expected him to get up before spitting out a blunt rejection. What he didn’t expect was the graze of bone grazing his head before brushing away some of his limp tendrils, allowing him to see the side of his face. His cheeks were bright and lips pulled into a tight frown.

“What, that’s it? You only just liked me?”

“Yeah…”

The former musician's chest shook as those deep, rich chuckles rang out of him. Agoti’s heart did a flip when he heard them but didn’t make it known. Tabi cupped the side of his face and turned it, forcing the digidevil to look at him.

His white scleras widened, his golden eyes were soft, and the fondness that glimmered from them was overwhelmingly tender.

“I like you too, Agoti.” He purred softly, maintaining eye contact with the young man, who by this point had completely melted, he could feel the blood pump to his cheeks as the man above him smirked. Damn, he was hot at this angle.

Tabi dismounted Agoti and sat beside his lying body. The digidevil, now able to sit up, did the same. He avoided eye contact like a bitch, he could tell he was staring right at him.

The silence was loud, with the man of his dreams staring at him like he was a million bucks. It gave him the ego boost, but he didn’t expect it so soon and certainly wasn’t ready.

“You want a kiss, big baby?” Tabi teased.

The question made the digidevil freeze and blush even more. He managed to turn to Tabi, who was much closer than he remembered. Agoti didn’t remember him looking this handsome, especially since his snout was a whisper away from his face.

His breath hitched when the goatman grasped his shoulders and pulled him in. It didn’t take long for their lips to touch, although his snout made it a little awkward, Tabi turned his way at such an angle that Agoti was surprised to feel thin yet firm lips touch his own.

Soon they melted into each other’s arms, with Tabi delicately kissing him and the digidevil being unable to think, his stomach exploding into butterflies.

When Tabi pulled away, Agoti collapsed into his chest. Tabi laughed in surprise but kept the man in his arms, playing with his hair as his other arm wrapped around his back.

His fingertips gently scrubbed through his scalp, sending chills down his spine. His tendrils were also ticklish, but of course, he couldn’t tell him that, otherwise, he’d never live it down.

“Oh, Agoti~” He cooed, taking full advantage of his accent. Hearing his name belted out in such a way made Agoti puddy in his bony palms. His chin was tugged upwards by Tabi’s hand and placed his chin directly in the center of his torso, allowing the two to make direct eye contact.

The Russian admired him for a second longer before pressing a small kiss to his forehead. “So cute~ Can I kiss you again?”

As if he could refuse. Agoti lightly nodded and thus the process repeated, the two gently kissing one another, with Tabi blurting out the occasional praise and compliment, somehow always catching the digidevil offguard. In the midst of their makeup session, Tabi had gotten a little mischievous and squeezed the side of Agoti’s ribcage, which made him shriek.

He chuckled evilly, as Agoti began to squirm, collapsing his back into his torso, only allowing Tabi to wrap his arms around his torso and attack his sides that way. He was hysterical, his cheeks now red with how much he was laughing.

“Aw, look at you~” Tabi cooed, pressing a quick kiss to his boyfriend’s cheek. Boyfriend? Yes, boyfriend! He slowed down the tickles to soft wiggling, leaving the man softly tittering.

“B-bahahahbe c-cmohohohon!”

“Nope, that’s what you get for not being honest with me, Goti’!”

“God I fuhuhucking hahahate yohohou!” The digidevil spat, leaning his head against his boyfriend’s chest, uselessly grasping the wrists currently tickling the sides of his ribcage. Tabi just rolled his eyes, knowing that it was far from the truth, and focused on peppering his neck and cheeks with quick kisses, while tweaking his ribs.

What a day to be alive, I suppose.

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Fin~

Thanks for reading btw and being so patient with my inactive ass :333 💀

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Ticklish machine

Yes i'm in the fnf fandom

And i must Say this..

WHY THE FACK IS EVERYONE SLEEPING ON CYRIX CONTENT

HE DESERVES WHOLESOME AHH TICKLE ART AND TK HCS RAAAAHHHHH

I love him, he is My fav, he is so goofy and silly and i feel like he gives great hugs

Pls i beg ya'll, MAKE CYRIX TICKLE CONTENT PLSS AAAAAHHHFHDAHDHSJ

[feathers-of-fluff]

Giggly Billy

Summary: Herself (Girlfriend) is trying to brush Yourself’s (Boyfriend) messy wings, but unfortunately for the angel, they just have to be that sensitive.

a/n: sorry for disappearing again!! here’s a little drabble set in the time before yourself’s girlfriend died. hope you enjoy it!

this drabble is SFW-related. any NSFW blogs are NOT allowed to interact!!

warnings: tickling (if you’re not comfortable with that)!!

enjoy!

~

“Babe, hold still! You don’t wanna end up leaving feathers around like a chicken!” Herself told, waiting for her boyfriend to keep his flapping wings still with a brush in hand.

“Ihi knohohow, buhut it tihihicklehes!” Yourself giggled. It was difficult enough for him to resist the tingly sensation because of those soft bristles, but he at least tried his best to stop his wings’ slight movement.

“That’s why I had to remind you like, one minute ago, because I know well your wings are just that ticklish whenever you make that cute sound.” The demon lady explained, slowly raising her finger towards one of the feathery appendages as if she was predicting what Yourself would say next.

“What sound- bEeP!” His voice went up an octave as he felt something lightly scratch on his wing, sending a ticklish shock to his nerves. The angel froze in place for a second before turning his head to Herself, showing his face of embarrassment.

“That sound.” She chuckled before giving him a kiss on the cheek. “You’re such a giggly billy, you know that?”

That unexpected nickname made him go silent, the blush on his face slowly increasing as he stared. Yourself hesitates for a second before speaking.

“…Wh-what’d you call me?”

“You heard me~ Do I have to prove it?” Herself asks, her hand posed into a claw with fingers wiggling to make the teasing worse for the angel.

Yourself immediately looks away and shakes his head in disagreement, his wing briefly moving with a small flap.

The demon lady took this as a sign to continue whatever she had forgotten to do, and went straight to it—but then the bristles brought back the tickling sensation and Yourself may have regretted his decision. “BEEhehEEp! Gihihirlfriehehend!”

“Yes, my giggly billy~?” As she brushed the appendage, Herself snuck a few skittering tickles on the angel’s back. He still manages to keep himself still, but with how evil she randomly decided to be, doing that is slowly turning out to be a challenge.

“*hic* PLEAHAHAhease-! Ihi caHAHAn’t tahake ihihit!” Yourself hiccuped.

“I’ll be done soon, don’t worry.” As much as she loved hearing his laughter, Herself wanted to avoid going too far by accident—so she began swiping the brush across the feathers to lessen the ticklish feeling. “But also, the next time you have your wings out, you better watch out when I’m around~”

The blue-haired angel covered his blushing face with his hands. Hopefully that doesn’t happen…

Unless he just jinxed himself.

~

End

[moonsoaked-tickles]

Lee grey with some ler gold and red on the side please! I need more of our bootleg boy being happy here alright!

Hiii anon !!! I am so sorry for this being so late I have literally no excuse for that oops,, ., ,

Anyway !! Our boy,,,

smiles and walks away like nothing happened

[pretend-you-never-saw-me]

Do you have any HC for Lee!hex just curious

Ohhh too many tbh I’ve been a Lee!Hex believer since like, I made this account and even months before that.

I think he wouldn’t be a Ler much at all because. He just got claws, but he prefers being a Lee anyways! His antennae are very ticklish and he will immediately try to cover them no matter where he’s getting tickled. It ALWAYS gives the spot away though

He’s actually not ticklish on his feet, but his knees- and basically any joint or seam- are!

He has a squeaky little laugh- yknow how Jenny Wakeman laughs? Like that but like, more masculine. He’s actually embarrassed by it

He’s inherently really thrashy and fidgety when getting tickled, but because of his strength, he actually fights with himself to stay still because he doesn’t wanna hurt the person tickling him. He usually ends up stimming a lot like flapping his hands because he doesn’t know what else to do!

When he wants tickles, he struggles to ask for it and just kind of stutters and beeps, it’s very cute, especially with how flustered he gets if you make him ask for it properly

Oh yeah! He also beeps between or mixed in with laughter- and he “snorts” by making a little zappy “tzt-“ sound!

That’s just ones off the top of my head! :)

[razzlee-meow]

family cheer ups!

i came up with this in like 5 seconds, as i do with all my fics *insert thumbs up here*. enjoy.

THIS IS PLATONIC. just mentioning that for weirdos!

this was based on interactions with my BROTHER so don't be weird. i had to write for the brothers (which ones, who knows~ [technically you'll know bc they're in the tags but whatever i like this LMFAO]) and this is my first fnf fic. wow.

"Finally, home..." Agoti let an exasperated sigh as he flopped on to his bed, coming home after what was going to be a relaxing walk turned into a hectic rap battle with that annoying blue-haired brat! It had been the third time this week, and it was really starting to wear him down for the worse. His body ached - for how much energy he put into that one single battle; he was upset that he didn't win.

That he couldn't win.

That was the main problem - he was never able to figure out how to beat him. Everything that brat did was able to one-up his moves immediately and have the entire crowd cheering for him. He would be lying if he said it didn't hurt a little. Scratch that, a lot. He wanted to feel good and confident about his rapping skills. If he never won any matches, how could he be considered good? His mind swirled with random thoughts of self-doubt as he gripped the side of his pillow.

Then he heard a knock at his door.

Agoti tilted his head back toward the door, noticing the taller frame standing outside of it. He grumbled; he wasn't in the mood to deal with his bullshit right now. As much as he loves the family bonding, it was just not the right time for it. Not while he had so much on his mind. "What do you want?" He barked out, resting his head against his pillow once more.

Aldryx raised an eyebrow as he stepped inside the younger one's room, letting out a huff in response. "What, that the best insult you got? What happened to the 'hey, older brother!' Where'd that go, huh?" It was clear that he was just teasing him and didn't care what he said, but the loud groan he got in response made him quite concerned.

He sat down on the other side of the bed, looking at him with a stern expression. "You alright?"

Agoti huffed, burying his face deeper into the pillow. His expression was a mix of anger and sadness, one that hadn't been seen in such a long time. "No, does it look like I'm alright? It's the third time this week that idiot has beaten me in a rap battle!" Aldryx only tilted his head. He didn't understand how that could affect him so much - it was only a friendly battle, after all.

"Is it that big of a deal?" The taller one absentmindedly blurted out, narrowing his eyes a bit. Agoti's cheeks flushed a bright red out of irritation. How could he say that sort of thing? It didn't make sense! "Of course it does! He's always winning!" He moves his body up to look at him with a sort of... disgusted look as if he couldn't believe that he even said that. "I never win against him! And if I never win..." Agoti trailed off, turning over on his back. "...I'm no good."

Those words shook Aldryx. His whole body froze with the sudden realization that he was struggling with self-confidence. The red digidevil frowned a bit. "Listen," he spoke softly, a hand resting on his side, "just because someone beats you doesn't mean that you're not good. It just means that you've finally found a challenge. I'm sorry if I made it seem like that it wasn't important and I..."

Aldryx stopped suddenly. His younger brother's movements made his eyebrow raise, and he swore he could've heard muffled giggles out of him. "Dude, was my speech really that corny?" He asked quietly, giggling himself. The younger one shook his head, his arms going to grab the older one's wrist. Only then did he realize the issue, so to speak.

His hand had been tapping against his side oblivious to the reactions that he was causing him. It took a moment before the puzzle started to click in his mind; for the gears to start turning. "Ah.." he chuckled, still tapping against his side. "You know, Agoti," he started, moving in closer to the one laying down, "I don't like seeing you put yourself down. You should lighten up a bit. And I'm gonna show you how!"

Without a warning, Aldryx's long claws started scratching through the fabric of Agoti's hoodie, teasing and testing all the spots on his stomach and sides. The poor boy didn't even have a chance to react to his brother's torturous methods before he was a hysterical mess, squirming and kicking on his bed as he tried hard to get away from him through his bright and almost child-like laughter.

"Ah, ah..!" Aldryx giggled, holding him close in a tight bear-hug, making sure he couldn't get away from him. "No, you don't!" His fingers continued to mercilessly scratch at the boy's sensitive stomach and sides all the while he was kicking and trying to push him off with the amount of strength he had.

"AaaAAAHAHA- A-ALDRYX..! YohohohHOHOU BAHAHASTARD, QUHUHUIT IT!" Agoti cursed out, letting out loud squeals and squeaks. His nerves felt like they were on fire every time he touched him, causing him to jerk away with every single touch. Curse his brother's strength to keep him locked in here!

"Are you going to stop badmouthing yourself?" Aldryx asked, raising an eyebrow as he gave him a bit of a break, not wanting to ruin him too much. Agoti let out heavy breaths, just laying in the other's grip. He wasn't badmouthing himself - to him, he was just saying it like he was. "Well, am I ever ... gonna win a match?" There was a moment of silence between them. And for a minute, Agoti thought that he was done.

But from the finger that clawed at the skin underneath his hoodie, he knew this was far from over. "Nohoh, Aldryx, w-wait, I'm sorry, please d-dohohon- oHohOHO GOHOHD NOHO!" Agoti let out a loud shriek and peels of laughter as he felt his brother's claws dig into that ticklish flesh. No matter what he did to twist out of his grip, the digidevil had him right where he wanted him. In his... tickly grasp.

Agoti's face was a bright red mess, and his stomach quivered with laughter underneath his claws as he dragged them up and down. His loud laughter turned to whines as the other started shaking his head, his legs kicking so hard that he was afraid that one of his shoes might fly off.

"I said, are you going to stop badmouthing yourself?" He repeated the question again. Agoti was already so exhausted from the battle that even this small amount of tickling was enough to wear him out. He lowered his head in defeat, nodding.

"F-Fihihine..I'll s-stohohop! I gihihive..! J-Just.. p-plehehease, nohoho mohohore." As soon as the older one heard that, he gave him one last pinch to his side before smiling from ear to ear, listening to the small squeak that left his mouth. Aldryx sat up on the other's bed, patting his arm softly.

"Listen, I know I just... tickled you to death, but I want you to believe me when I say you can talk to me about this sort of thing, right? I'm here for you. I will listen to whatever you want to say, even if it's about Boyfriend and his dumb antics. And hey," Aldryx looked him dead in his blank, white eyes, a reassuring smile on his face. "You're always gonna be the best in my books."

Aldryx then got up, stretching as he walked over to the doorframe. "Oh, one more thing," he turned around. "Dad said he's making something spicy, so swing on by downstairs if you're not too tired~" Agoti groaned as he threw a pillow at his older brother, watching him dodge out of the way and head down the stairs. Even though he appeared to be upset, he wasn't actually. There was even a small smile on his face as he stared up at the ceiling, rolling his eyes.

Aldryx always knew how to cheer him up.

[x3n0ph4n3sh4d0w]

cuties :3

(kinda suggestive- bondage, ‘master’ talk, etc)

Im in love with these designs

[ticklebillcipherrn]

Hello People! <3

Asks are Open btw.

So I wanted to do a lil intro thingy like everyone so,

Hello you can call Foxy or whatever you please!

Also for now on I'm calling all my followers fox cubs :3

Things I write and/or upload for:

Gravity Falls (Of course)

Fnf

Fnaf

Pucca

Mlp

Steven universe

SCP's (Lee!049? Yessir!)

Encanto

MHA

The Nightmare before Christmas(Only boogies lil henchmen)

The Mandalorian

WoF

Tankmen + Henchmen Series

Oc's (If you describe them to me)

Some things abt me:

I am a 15 year old female and I LOVE tkl related stuff: drawings, fan-fics, ect.

Fun Fact: I have loved the tickle community since I was five years old! My fav fan-fic back then were: Encanto ( I loved lee!Bruno), Fnf (I liked Hank and Tricky fan-fics), SPC (I LOVED scp 049 getting tickled, it was my fav fic!), and Fnaf (Willaim afton :D).

I was inspired by: @coy-lee, @yallmakemyassitch, @spensed-up-chilly-pepps, @shyticklemonster, @trashyswitch (My personal fav),and @ticklyfluffstuff.

I dont really know what else to put so yeah

[i-will-always-be-happy]

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

(I'm not so sure if Boy and Girl talk, but here they will. Except for BoyFriend who will express himself with his typical 'Beep')

Summary: BoyFriend is kept scared by his first encounter with Lemon Demon, luckily he has 2 friends that will make him feel better and safe

Lers: Boy and Girl (Twinsomnia Mod)

Lee: BoyFriend (BF)

'Beep...', BoyFriend looked at the ceiling and sighed. He had been looking at the ceiling for a while, unable to close his eyes and not see that figure that scared him that night.

The lights went out and terrified BoyFriend took a flashlight to aim at the switch. His eyes swept the room without finding who gave him that scare. A figure sat down in front of him, as soon as she began to sing 'SleepTalk', BoyFriend knew exactly who it was. It was Girl, who once Boy turned on the lights, looked better at the face of the little boy sitting in front of them.

Girl wanted to continue singing but when she saw the expression on BoyFriend's face she preferred to turn off the music to find out what was happening to her friend. 'Hey little one, what's up? Everything's fine? Last time we were here, you seemed more energetic, we were having a great rap battle. But now... You look a little scared, what happened?', Girl got close enough to BoyFriend, who was shaking. 'Beep Baap! (It's about that monster...)', he curled up, hugging him legs. Girl and Boy stared, they were that he would not appear again to try to take him away. They understood him, he was still a small child and this was an unbelievable story to understand.

Boy took a look at his sister, with whom he exchanged places and challenged the little boy to a battle. BoyFriend accepted, he already knew the song he would sing, 'RoughHouse'. The song ended, BoyFriend still had the energy he had the first time, both brothers saw each other and knew what they had to do. They both got in front of BoyFriend to start the last song, 'Power Hour', but by the end BoyFriend was still awake and very active. 'Beep! (It was great!)', exclaimed BoyFriend, but the memory came back to him. Just when that song had ended, that monster appeared.

He curled up and covered himself with his sheets, the monster never came, apparently the first and last encounter he had with them had left him a lesson. The minutes passed, BoyFriend did not want to leave that place, he felt safe and hoped to fall asleep there, but he was unable to close his eyes.

'Little guy? Is everything alright?' Girl walked over and sat next to him. She could hear how he was trembling with fear, she looked worriedly at his brother, who also approached and took the youngest from the bed. 'You don't seem well... Would you like to talk about it?', he left him next to him sister to sit with them as well. 'Beep... Baap... Boop...? (I'm so scared... That monster... Will it come back...?)', he hugged Girl still trembling. 'That monster won't come back, don't worry, and if it does come back, we'll be here to help you defeat it and protect you', she caressed the minor's head

'Beep... (Thank you...)', he smiled somewhat more relieved. 'Now, how about you show us a smile?', Girl said before starting to press BoyFriend's ribs. 'BEEP! (EEEP!)', she took Girl's hands, 'Beep baap (Don't do that, please)'. 'Ohohoho it seems someone is ticklish, isn't it?', Boy hugged BoyFriend to press his ribs again 'Behehep! Bee bap! (Nohoho! Plehehehease!)', she began to kick slightly trying to escape. 'Now you're going to meet 2 more monsters!', Girl taunted to join her brother, squeezing the younger boy's sides. 'Yes, to the tickle monsters!' Boy exclaimed, making his sister laugh. 'BEHEHEHEP! BAHAHAHAP!! (HYAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES!)'. 'We haven't heard you want us to stop, someone seems to like this!' Boy sneered, causing BoyFriend to squirm and embarrass a bit. Girl agreed, using a babyish tone to tease him when the opportunity presented itself.

'Oh, what's wrong? Is the little one can't handle a few tickles? Is it too ticklish? You don't want us to stop, do you?' 'Apparently he doesn't want to, I don't see that he's putting much effort into escaping, I think he wants us to continue a little more', both brothers mocked the little boy 'BAHAHAHAP!! (STAHAHAHAP TEHEHEASIHING!!)'. 'Just the teasing, hm?' they both laughed before giving the smaller one a rest. 'Hey kid, are you okay?', Boy released BoyFriend and laid him down on his bed so he could get some air. "He's already sleeping, our work is over," they patted him on the head and then disappeared and let him rest.

[yallmakemyassitch]

Tickletober Day 1 /// Anticipation

So sorry for the late start y'all! I had a rough start to the beginning of this month, which led to a lot of procrastinating but I'm glad I got this out. I could've rushed it but that would mean posting something I'm not proud of and I'm not a huge fan of that kind of content so I hope you guys enjoy this one!

But worry not, I'll hook you guys up with that spicy stuff this month ᕙ⁠(⁠＠⁠°⁠▽⁠°⁠＠⁠)⁠ᕗ

Never done an tk Entity comic ever until today (surprisingly) so this was a breath of fresh air but honestly pretty difficult 😔. But we stay ballin boys, enjoy :3

Love y'all 💓

[asheandaxy]

Lesson #2: Demons ALWAYS get revenge!

Ler(s): Cherry (A.K.A Girlfriend)

Lee(s): Berry (A.K.A Boyfriend), Pico

So sorry this is late, school is kicking my butt right now so anyways, this is Part 2 of "Lesson #1: Never tickle a demon." Hope y'all enjoy it!

T.W: Fluff, that's it.

"You boys are in for it now..."

Berry and Pico were currently being levitated by Cherry's magic. They had dared to tickle a demon and thought they wouldn't get away. Oh boy, they were wrong.

"Wait, Cherry I'm sorry, it was Pico's idea!"

"What! Don't drag me into this! You agreed!"

"Enough, you both are being punished!"

The boys didn't get time to protest before feeling a tickling sensation all over their bodies. Seems like Cherry decided to tickle them with her powers instead.

"WH-AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"C-CHERRY STAHAHAHAHAP!"

The two boys wasted no time laughing their hearts out. Only after 3 minutes of it did Cherry decide to stop.

"Learned your lesson, boys?"

"Y-Yeah, we have, right Berry?"

"Berry?"

Berry had fallen asleep. Pico picked him up and set him down gently onto the bed the trio shared.

"'Night Berry, 'night Cherry."

"Good night, Pico, good night Berry."

Once the two fell asleep, they heard this before dosing off the realm of dreams.

"Goodnight, Pico, goodnight Cherry."

[ga-lee-tica]

Shinto definitely starts tickle chases

She is successful 100% of the time

[feathers-of-fluff]

yourself/silly billy tk headcanons!!

i cannot contain the thoughts anymore….

hcs under the cut

‼️NSFW DNI‼️

[LEE]

• before his girlfriend (herself) died and he tore his own wings off, they were oh so ticklish that herself would sneak up on him when yourself isn’t looking before skittering on them. always caught him by surprise!!

• since he’s pretty much from an alternate universe, he’d have the same tickle spots as boyfriend!! the only difference is the wings because angel

• if you get him good (or just,, go for the stomach), yourself ACTUALLY BEEPS. trust me, herself has done this once… it was adorable

• when asked if he’s ticklish, yourself just goes:

• “…What do you mean?”

• ^ actually knows what the person meant and is trying to hide the fact he’s as ticklish as boyfriend,,

[LER]

• THIS MAN IS EVIL… EEEEVIILL…

• having more fingers than the original version = tickles 4x worse

• the things he does is like yourself learned from his girlfriend,,

• sneaking up on the lee, making them anticipate, etc…

• sometimes he pretends he’s not tickling the lee, like asking them:

• “What’s so funny, hm? Is it because of my jokes or somethin’? Oh wait, I haven’t told one yet!”

• THE GRIN. THE FRICKING GRIN (that’s not actually forced).

• IF HE DOES THAT GRIN, THE LEE BETTER START RUNNING

• “I’m gonna give you ten- no wait, five seconds to run.”

• but in conclusion, yourself is basically a switch

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see ya later, guys

[pretend-you-never-saw-me]

So, uh… I remember you mentioning Lee!Hex and I was wondering… Could you spare some HCs?

Moooore Lee!hex headcanons? Oh it’s my pleasure haha!

I’ve said before I don’t think his feet would be ticklish- but I do think his ankles would be! His joints are more delicate parts, so of course they’d all be ticklish.

His worst spot my be his antenna, but his second worst spots are in the little seams that connect his casing together, mainly the big one right down the middle of his stomach! You can hear his laughter get worse and worse the closer you get to a seam~

He’s very squirmy but he tries not to thrash because he (kinda) knows his own strength and doesn’t want to hurt his ler. He’ll flap his hands and wiggle a lot, but no actual fighting

He also won’t playfully object- he takes most things literally, including himself. If someone is tickling him and he doesn’t want them to actually stop, he won’t tell them no or stop! Even if it’s instinctive, he’ll purposefully stop himself

He’s not embarrassed by the fact he’s ticklish, and if you give him the infamous “are you ticklish” he will proudly and naively give a yes, and that he enjoys it :) he does not know the fate that awaits him

He’s already giggly and smiley just generally, but I think his casual laugh is very controlled and almost “fake” sounding, even when he does find something actually amusing. When he’s tickled however, his laugh is the bubbliest, squeakiest giggles ever! He’s kind of embarrassed by his laugh, he worries it’s annoying, but it’s really not

Absolutely DIES to gentle fluffy teasing if you call him silly or cute he’s SELF-DESTRUCTING INSTANTLY. Well not really but he’s gonna melt under you

Okayyy I’ve talked enough there you go- we satisfied? /lhj

[ticklebillcipherrn]

Why tankman always being tickled

Because he is to cocky sometimes, so Steve needs to wreck the shit out of him like the nice guy he is :3