#helluva boss tickling

[kirausamaria]

Art made by Lalu by the #FullMoonCountdownKiss week on Twitter. Some neck kisses and smooches.

[fluffy-alien]

Cute Millie and Moxxie commission ❤️

Re-uploaded cause I forgot Moxxie's gloves 😎;;;

[calicocatsarecute]

helluva boss? I need octavia to get tickled- the lers can be stella or stolas

YESYESYESYESYES!!!!! Lee! Octavia coming right away my friend! Enjoy!

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Octavia was currently in her room listening to music, very depressing and emo music that is. She’s been locked in her room all day and since it was her Dad’s weekend, Stolas was pretty worried that she hasn’t emerged yet.

Stolas then decided to walk up to Octavia’s door, knocking on it.

“Via. Can I come in?” He asked from the other side of the door.

He didn’t get answer, so he just went in on his own.

“Via?”

Octavia paused her music and looked up at her Dad.

“Go away Dad, I wanna be left alone…” She said, going back to listening to her emo, depressing music.

Stolas sighed an sat down her bed next to her. He truly was worried about his daughter.

“Via… you haven’t eaten or drank anything all day. I’m worried about you…” Stolas tried to explain.

“I don’t care Dad….”

Now that didn’t sit right with Stolas.

“Octavia, you are getting something to eat AND drink!” He said sternly, his feathers puffing up a little bit.

“Make me!” Octavia retorted.

Stolas then smirked a little bit.

“Whatever you say my little owlet~” He said as he started wiggling his fingers against his daughter’s sides and ribs.

“E-Ehehehe! D-Dahahad nohoho!” Octavia giggled, dropping her phone on the bed as she squirmed.

“Now Via. Are we going to leave this room and get some pancakes?” Stolas asked with a smirk on his face.

“My phoohone!” Octavia giggled.

“Answer the question my little owlet~” Stolas moved to her hips, gently tickling her there.

“OHOHOKAHAHAHAY! OHOHOKAHAHAY IHIHI’LL EHEHEAHAT!”

At that, Stolas stopped tickling his daughter.

“Wonderful! Now let’s go get those pancakes!” He said happily, picking his daughter up and carrying her out of the room.

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Sorry for taking so long with this! My WiFi died for so long and tumblr wouldn’t even work;-;

[kirausamaria]

Newest fanfic I've read over here. Sorry for not writing anything in a long time, but I have to look for a new job and move out from my house after that. In the meanwhile enjoy this fanfic!

A Little Mischief in the Palace

Summary: In this light-hearted story, Blitzo brings some unexpected fun to Stolas’s hectic day with a playful prank. Amidst laughter and mischief, their bond is showcased through a moment of joyful distraction from the usual seriousness of palace life. Warnings: Tickles Word count: 1k

Blitzo, ever the embodiment of mischief and spontaneity, was practically vibrating with excitement as he strode through the opulent halls of the palace. The grandeur of the place, with its elaborate tapestries and gilded accents, did little to dampen his mischievous spirit. Today had been a whirlwind of chaotic events, each more absurd than the last, and Blitzo was in dire need of some playful distraction. As he approached Stolas’s study, he couldn't help but grin at the thought of adding a little fun to the owl demon’s day.

The corridors of the palace were hushed, save for the faint rustling of feathers and the distant sound of a harp being played somewhere. Blitzo's footsteps were light and deliberate as he neared the heavy wooden door to Stolas’s study. The door was adorned with intricate carvings of mythical creatures and celestial motifs, but Blitzo’s attention was solely focused on the potential for mischief within.

With a deft push, Blitzo nudged the door open just enough to slip through. The room beyond was a sanctuary of order and elegance. The walls were lined with shelves filled with ancient tomes and scrolls, and the air was tinged with the faint scent of parchment and ink. At the center of the room stood Stolas’s grand oak desk, its surface covered in a sea of paperwork that seemed to stretch endlessly. Stolas himself was hunched over the desk, his beak clacking rhythmically against the quill as he worked diligently.

Blitzo's eyes gleamed with mischief as he watched Stolas, who was completely absorbed in his task. The owl demon’s feathers were slightly ruffled, and his usually pristine appearance was a bit disheveled, a clear sign of the stress he was under. Blitzo couldn’t resist the opportunity to lighten his mood.

He crept closer, his movements almost imperceptible. Stolas’s concentration was so intense that he failed to notice the approaching troublemaker. The room was quiet except for the occasional rustle of paper and the soft scratching of Stolas’s quill.

Blitzo hovered just behind Stolas, his fingers poised for action. He waited until Stolas leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms high above his head, which exposed his sides. The moment was perfect. With a grin spreading across his face, Blitzo launched his playful assault.

His fingers danced lightly over Stolas’s exposed ribs, and the reaction was immediate. Stolas’s body tensed, and a startled laugh burst forth, filling the quiet room with unexpected noise. His wings flapped in a comical attempt to fend off the tickling fingers, and his chair wobbled as he tried to squirm away.

“Blitzo!” Stolas’s voice was a mix of surprise and annoyance, his laughter mingling with his words. “What in the Seven Circles are you doing?”

Blitzo’s laughter was contagious as he continued to tickle Stolas. “Just thought I’d give you a little break from all that paperwork. It seemed like you could use some fun!”

Stolas’s dignified demeanor crumbled under the relentless tickling. His usual grace was replaced by fits of giggles and a desperate attempt to escape. “Hahaha—stop it, Blitzo! You’re impossible!”

Blitzo reveled in the sight of Stolas’s usually composed self unraveling. “Not until I get a proper laugh out of you! You look like you’ve been working too hard. It’s time for a break!”

Stolas’s laughter grew louder, his attempts to maintain his composure failing spectacularly. “Hahaha—alright, alright! You’ve made your point—stop!” he gasped, his voice wavering between giggles and relief.

Blitzo, feeling triumphant, finally relented. He gave Stolas one last gentle tickle, then pulled back with a victorious grin. “Guess I’ll leave you to your paperwork now. But remember, there’s always time for a little fun.”

Stolas took a moment to regain his composure, his cheeks flushed from the laughter. He turned to face Blitzo, his eyes sparkling with a mix of irritation and affection. “You are a constant source of trouble, you know that?”

Blitzo’s grin widened. “And you wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Stolas shook his head, his feathers ruffling slightly as he chuckled. “Perhaps. But don’t think for a moment that I won’t find a way to get you back for this.”

Blitzo’s eyes gleamed with playful mischief. “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

As Blitzo made his way toward the door, he cast one last glance over his shoulder. “Oh, and by the way, if you need any more breaks, you know where to find me.”

Stolas’s laughter lingered in the air as Blitzo exited the room. The playful encounter had not only lightened the mood but also reminded them both of the strength of their bond. Despite the pressures and formalities that often weighed on them, there was always room for a bit of joy and camaraderie.

Blitzo wandered down the corridor, his mood markedly lifted. He was still chuckling to himself, relishing the satisfaction of having brought a bit of levity to Stolas’s otherwise arduous day. He knew that Stolas would undoubtedly plot his revenge, but that was all part of the fun.

As Blitzo strolled through the palace, he couldn’t help but reflect on the moment. It was these small, spontaneous acts of mischief that kept their relationship vibrant and lively. In the midst of their chaotic lives, it was important to seize moments of joy and remind each other that they were more than just their roles and responsibilities.

Meanwhile, back in the study, Stolas took a deep breath and glanced at the scattered papers on his desk. The weight of his tasks seemed lighter, and his heart felt a little lighter as well. He knew that Blitzo’s antics were a way of showing affection, even if they came with a side of trouble.

Stolas chuckled to himself, shaking his head as he returned to his paperwork. He might not have expected the interruption, but he couldn’t deny that it had been a welcome diversion. And as for Blitzo, well, he knew that his playful partner would always keep him on his toes.

With a renewed sense of energy, Stolas continued his work, his thoughts occasionally drifting back to the playful exchange. It was a reminder that amidst the chaos and formality of palace life, there was always room for a bit of laughter and light-heartedness.

Blitzo, for his part, was already plotting his next adventure, eager for whatever new mischief he could get into. The palace was a place of grandeur and tradition, but it was also a place where joy and camaraderie thrived, thanks in no small part to the mischievous antics of its most irrepressible resident.

And so, in the grand tapestry of palace life, moments like these were the threads of fun and laughter that wove through the fabric of their daily existence, creating a vibrant and ever-evolving story of friendship and affection.

[troublemaker-incarnation]

also uhhh twitter sdjfksdlcs

[jettorii]

.my hand slipped

[cloudysfluffs]

when your boyfriend is trying to lovingly trace your scars but youre ticklish (which only makes him do it more bc he loves your laugh)

kink/nsfw/fetish blogs dni please!!!

[tickletails]

My part for an art trade with @ntj2pj !! their OC and agent one from helluva boss :33

[kirausamaria]

A very cute drawing Arakio made for me a while ago on Twitter. Go follow her, she has a lot of Stolitz' drawings!

[fluffy-alien]

Not a request but striker from helluva boss tickle head canons?

I don't usually do headcanons, but I am frothing at the mouth cause I LOVE Striker. Let's go!

Striker:

Lee:

This guy is in denial about being as ticklish as he is

He'd literally rather die than admit it or endure it

Will threaten a motherfucker's life if they try it

HOWEVER

If you're one of the lucky few who's on his good side, he will let it slide

He won't enjoy it tho(wink)

The only way to actually get ones hands on him without starting a full on brawl, is to tie him down

You can try to pin him, but expect a wrestle match!

The tip and spikes on his tail are ticklish

When he isn't stifling his laughter, it's actually very pleasant. Rough and hoarse, but warm. It's kind of cute and very satisfying when he finally cracks.

Most ticklish under his hooves, his neck and between the shoulder blades.

Will only really LET himself get tickled right when he wakes up in the morning

Gets really embarrassed and grumpy

MANIACAL LAUGHTER

Ler:

Scary boy angry boy - will retaliate as soon as he is able

"Speaking of strong hands"

While it isn't his go-to when it comes to revenge, he is freaking ruthless when it comes down to it

He normally finds it embarrassing but if pushed, he'll get the job done and he'll get it done right

He's skilled with rope, but will 100% use his tail, both for restraint and as a tool

If he's actually pissed and/or getting back at someone for tickling him, they can fully expect to get it back tenfold

While some might figure he's way too rough, I'd like to think he's surprisingly delicate with his hands

The slow death lol

Taunts galore. He isn't satisfied unless the lee is fully and utterly humiliated at the end

Hair ruffling and playful banter follows if he happens to like you

Feel free to add to this uwu

[mushyblushyredhead]

I noticed you're doing fics for Helluva Boss, so I wanted to request a fic about a tickle fight between Blitzø and Fizzarolli where Blitzø wants to make things like it was when they were teenagers and starts acting like a little shit to provoke Fizzarolli, and a tickle fights ensues, only to be broken up by Stolas and Asmodeus where they both end chasing their own imp boyfriends.

TickleTober 2024 🎃

Day 2: Chase

Switches!Blitzø & Fizzarolli

Word Count: 1.7k

⚠️ Warning for some language & mild spoilers!

And also kinda AU ending here where everything’s good and nobody’s hearts get broken (iykyk) 🥲

“Hey, thanks for inviting me out tonight,” Fizzarolli smiled at his now present friend, Blitzø.

“Oh, uh, sure thing,” Blitz awkwardly replied. “Anything to get our minds off of…y’know what happened the other day.” It had only been one day since Blitz and Fizz had been captured by the bounty hunter, Striker, and Blitz insisted that he and Fizz needed a day to hangout and catch up now that they seemed to be on good terms.

Although they both got some closure after so long while nearly escaping with their lives, Blitz still felt like it wasn’t enough. After all that, they were just going to part ways and walked off like nothing happened? No, Blitz already lost his best friend so long ago. He didn’t want it to happen again. They deserved to at least hang out and rekindle their friendship once more.

And that’s where they were at; Blitz invited Fizzarolli out to dinner, and they decided to rendezvous back to Fizz’s place to spend the rest of the evening there.

Except, Blitz was starting to feel guilty. And awkward. He was feeling guilty about being awkward for this hangout. Here he was with his best friend that he wished to rekindle with after so many years, and now he didn’t know what to say or do. What was he even supposed to say after all these years? He didn’t want to say the wrong thing, or worse, say something that would set Fizz off and remind him exactly why their friendship ended in the first place.

Blitz’s overthinking was clouding his hearing, he wasn’t aware that Fizzarolli was speaking to him. He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt something nudge his shoulder. “Huh? What?”

“I said,” Fizz repeated. “Are you okay? You look like you’ve been zoning out this whole time.”

“Oh, heh. No, don’t worry about it. Guess I just drank a little too much tonight,” Blitz lied, forcing a smile.

Fizz could tell Blitz was lying, but he didn’t want to push it. “Oh, okay then.”

Uh-oh. Now it was silent again. Awkward silence.

C’mon, c’mon! Say something! Blitz racked his brain for something to say. Shit! He felt he was never good at this whole sentimental stuff; he was only good at ruining things. There had to be something he could say or do to save their friendship even more. But what? Why was talking to his best friend so hard to do?

He peeked over and saw Fizz fiddling with his prosthetic animatronic arms. Blitz quickly turned his head away as guilt washed over him again. He was never going to forgive himself for causing…that to Fizzarolli. Was that the reason why he couldn’t talk to him anymore? Because he still carried that heavy guilt from all those years ago?

Whatever the reason, Blitz didn’t want it to ruin his friendship any longer. He cleared his throat, getting Fizz’s attention. “So…heh…those robot arms of yours must make you pretty damn good with Oz in bed, huh?”

Fizz scowled, but it quickly melted into a visible smile. “Fuhuhuck Blitz, can you not bring any weird jokes into a normal conversation?”

“Hey, I used to be a crappy clown. It’s my job to crack weird jokes all the time.” Blitz grinned, nudging his friend in the side. “Besides, you seem to have no problem with it since you laughed.”

Fizz yelped, arching away from where Blitz’s elbow hit him. “A-AAH! Watch it with your pointy elbows!”

Blitz cocked his head to the side. He had never heard Fizzarolli make a sound like that before. It took him a solid few seconds before he figured it out. No fucking way…even after all these years! A wicked slow grin spread across his face. He wasn’t feeling guilty or hesitant anymore. He knew exactly how he was going to bond with his friend again. The way he always did when they were teenagers.

“Hey Fiiiiiizz~!” Blitz sing-songed. “You always complain about my jokes being so shitty yet you laugh at every single one!”

“I do not!” Fizz protested.

Perfect. “Do too, watch!” Remember that legless balloon horse I always made as a kid? Well, how did he lose his legs in the first place?” Blitz paused for dramatic effect to deliver his punchline while he sneakily slid his tail behind Fizz. “…Too much horseplay!”

As soon as he said the punchline, Blitz jabbed and wriggled his tail end against Fizz’s side, causing him to emit that same high-pitched yelp.

“Ha! See? You still laugh at my jokes!”

“I wahahasn’t laughing, idiot!” Fizz shot back. He cursed himself for letting a giggle slip out. “Ihihit’s your fucking tahahail!”

Blitz hummed. “Hmm, I guess you’re right. I’ve always been a pain in your side, huh?” Blitz quickly tased Fizz’s side to playfully emphasize his point.

This time, Fizz squeaked and flinched away from the touch. “Blihihihitz!” He couldn’t hold back his giggles now. “S-Stohohop doing thahahat!”

Blitz sighed, pretending to be annoyed, but he didn’t let up and continued to poke Fizz’s side repeatedly. “Look, Fizzarolli, I’m trying to lighten the mood here, crack some jokes, and build our friendship back, and all you wanna do is laugh in my face like whatever I say is the most ridiculous thing!”

“You ahahahare ridiculous, Blihihihitzo!”

Normally, Blitz hated whenever anyone called him by his previous name. But he made an exception for this case; he knew Fizz wasn’t trying to insult him for real, but he still made a dramatic show by pretending to be offended.

“Oh, now you’ve gone too far, Raviolli! You know the ‘o’ is silent in my name now!” Before he could let Fizz answer back, Blitz attacked him for real. He leapt on top of Fizz, and dug his claws against wherever he could reach.

Fizz emitted a funny screech as he was glomped, immediately bursting into loud cackles. “BLIHIHIHITZ! NohohohAAAAA! STAHAHAHAhahap!!”

Blitz pulled his hands back. “Alright, you whiner. I’ll stop.” Fizz breathed a sigh of relief. But he immediately burst out laughing again as Blitz’s wiggling claws went back to his torso.

“WHAAAAHAHAT THE FUHUHUCK, BLIHIHIHIHITZ!!?”

Blitz grinned as wickedly as the Radio Demon. “What? You didn’t say for how long you wanted me to stop!”

“F-FUHUHAHAHACK YOUHOOHOOHOO, YOU CLAHAHAHAHOWN!!”

“Alright, smart ass,” Blitz chuckled evilly. “You wanna make this worse for yourself by calling me names? Because you clearly still have a lot of fight in ya if you can keep sassing me. Luckily…” he cracked his knuckles for dramatic effect. “I know just how to squeeze that sass out of you.”

“Not unless I squeeze it out of you, first!” Fizz shot back, surprising Blitz by throwing him off with his robotic legs. Now, it was Fizz’s turn to snicker like a villain. “You were right, Blitz, these robotic arms of mine do have their advantages for a lot of things!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, uhhh…truce?”

Elsewhere, Asmodeous and Stolas were chatting over tea together. They were relieved that their loved ones were not only safe back home, but there were also finally getting along. It was nice to see the former duo finally rekindling their friendship.

It wasn’t until they started to hear distant screams of protest that made their protective boyfriend instincts kick in, and rush to the scene. When they saw what was happening, there were relived there was no real danger but instead were silently gushing at the scene; Blitz and Fizzarolli engaged in an all-out tickle fight. The two demons were rolling around on the floor, tickling each other silly, and screaming for the other to give up.

“GIHIHIHIVE UHUHUP, BLITZ!!”

“Y-YOU FIHIHIHIHIRST, YOU ROBOHOHOHOT FREAK!!”

“NAAAAHEEHEEHEE—NEVER!!”

Ozzie and Stolas both rolled their eyes fondly at each other. As adorable as the sight was, they knew how stubborn their boyfriends could be. If they didn’t intervene soon, this tickle fight could last for hours.

Luckily, they knew just how to intervene.

Fizz and Blitz halted their tickle attacks when they heard Stolas’ voice. “Oh, Fizzarolli, if you want Blitzy to give in, you’ll have to go for his underarms and tummy!”

Blitz paled and then blushed. “Shut your damn beak, Stolas! You stay out of this!”

Fizz giggled like a gremlin. “HA! Your furry boyfriend called you out!” He immediately stopped laughing when he heard Ozzie say, “And Blitz, if you want Fizzy here to give up, you have to go for his tummy! And especially under his chin; it makes him let out the cutest little squeaks and chirps!”

Now it was Fizzarolli’s turn to blush madly. He stammered, then whined. “Ozzie! Whyyyyy?! Blitz doesn’t need to know that!”

“But now I do! Ohhh this changes everything! Finally, now I can get you back after all these years!”

“Not if I get you first!” Fizz growled, stretching his robotic limbs.

Stolas and Ozzie exchanged looks. They both smirked, silently agreeing.

“Shall we teach them a lesson?” Ozzie grinned.

Stolas chuckled. “Love to. After you, Asmodeus.”

The smaller imps paused their attacks again as they were engulfed in their partners’ shadows. They slowly looked up and gulped, knowing those looks far too well with what it meant.

“Uhh Blitz?”

“Yeah, run.”

The two imps took off running, flustered beyond comprehension at their partners chasing them, knowing what was going to happen as soon as they were caught. And their boyfriends? They couldn’t help but tease and coo how they were going to get them just to fluster them even more. And it worked like a charm.

“Just so you know, this is all your fault!” Fizz exclaimed.

“Hey, it’s your fault, too!” Blitz shot back. “But quit worrying, Fizz. It’s not like our furry boyfriends can even catch up to us!”

The two immediately slammed into Stolas and Asmodeus, Stolas easily portaling them both.

“‘They’ll never even catch up to us’, huh?” Fizz sarcastically remarked.

Blitz stammered nervously. “Stolas, what the hell?! You can’t use your portals, you cheater!”

Stolas hummed. “Since when have you ever cared about fairness in these silly games, Blitzy?” Said imp blushed at that comment. “Now then, where were we, Asmodeus?”

“I believe we were just about to teach these two a lesson about thinking they could outrun us. We always catch up! And you know what happens when we do~!” Ozzie playfully reminded.

Both demons each grabbed and cradled their imp boyfriends in their arms, holding them securely as they squirmed in anticipation. The night was no longer silent as Stolas and Ozzie tickled their boyfriends silly, enjoying the sweet sounds of their screeches and laughter.

THE END <3

Hope you love this, anon! 🫶🏻

[calicocatsarecute]

do you still do helluva?

I do! If it’s still on the pinned post, then I’ll write for it!

[veryblushyswitch]

Found this on Pinterest and oh my gosh I love them so much 😭💖💖💖 Artist: @/kremlinart

[troublemaker-incarnation]

Plsss draw lee fizz and ler blitzo ur art is like a warm hug I love it sm!! It’s so cute and comforting ehehe

was gonna get around to this sooner but dsnjkdscs brain bad

BUT TYSM!! im glad my art is comforting <33

[jettorii]

striker is the kinda guy that goes “hmm! This spot right here darling? Yeah it’s all mine and there’s nothing you can do about it-“

excuse me while I go squeal into my pillow.

huehueheuevudheue drops this and runs

[cloudysfluffs]

oh hey look i actually bothered to make the tickly version to this piece!! this is what was going on in my head when i drew the og

kink/nsfw/fetish blogs dni please!!!