#lee!Daniel Atlas

[awkwardlyflustered]

This or That

Tickletober Day 4: Weak Spot

Fandom: Now You See Me

A/N: Alright, it’s been a few days since I’ve done this purely because I realized I was writing off of the wrong year a little too late for my liking, but regardless, we persevere. So now, without further ado, I present my first (methinks?) fic for a fandom I’ve wanted to write for quite some time: Now You See Me. I’m a s l u t for my silly little magic people and now they will be wrecked because I say so. Enjoy!

“Fuck. You.”

“You literally just have to pick, it’s not that hard.”

“Yes it is. You’ve given me two ridiculous choices.”

“Hey, this is the most control you’re about to have for the next twenty minutes, give or take. So I suggest you take advantage of it.” Daniel just glared up at Jack, finally conceding to his little game. 

“Fine, but this is childish and stupid. I hope you know that,” he snarked at the younger man. Jack just smiled a little wider at this remark, delighted in the fact that he was making someone so composed relent to such a silly game. 

“Oh trust me I know, that’s half the fun,” he paused to let Atlas roll his eyes before continuing, “So what’ll it be? Twenty minutes on your sides, tummy, and hips. Or just five minutes on your… weak spot, let’s call it.” Daniel jumped at the quick poke he received to his underarms. The redness on his face just continued to rise and get darker and darker. He sat, sputtering, not even able to begin to think of an answer to such an impossible question. On one hand, twenty minutes is a long, long time when having to put up with such torture. But on the other hand, he didn’t know if he’d even be able to handle his underarms getting tickled at all, much less for five minutes. 

“Well? Which is it?” Wilde interrupted his thoughts, impatiently tapping his fingers along Daniel’s ribs. The curly haired man twitched with each tap, trying to squirm away from the offending fingers.

“Ah! St-stahahp,” he whined out, already starting to giggle, even from just the small pokes. 

“Alright, alright. But you need to give me an answer before I choose for you,” Jack threatened.

“Fine, fine, fine,” Daniel rushed out before Jack could do anything else. He quietly mumbled out his answer, his face once again darkening to a deep shade of crimson.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” You’re going to have to speak up, that is, unless you just want me to choose?” he warned again, slowly crawling his fingers up the magician's ribs, getting closer and closer to his death spot. 

“NO,” Daniel screamed out, pulling on his arms that got pinned above his head at some point earlier, “TWENTY MINUTES! I CHOSE TWENTY MINUTES, JUST DON’T TICKLE MY ARMPITS!” Jack just smirked, happy to have finally won something over Daniel and set right to work. 

Before there could be anymore whining, pleading, or begging, there were fingers crawling all along his ribs, buzzing into his stomach, and squeezing at his hips. 

“Nohohohoh Jahahahack!”

“Hey don’t come whining to me now, you chose this.” Daniel just squeezed his eyes shut and kicked his legs out as ticklish little shocks shot up from his hips. 

“Plehehehease!”  Jack didn’t even bother in responding this time, simply relishing in the sweet giggles flooding his ears. He danced his fingers across Daniel’s tight stomach, occasionally pinching at his sides, taking more and more triumph with every cackle and squeal. 

Daniel couldn’t do anything besides lie there and take it. Every noise that came out of him made him blush deeper and deeper. His face looked like it was one shade away from exploding. 

“Hmm, you know, I want to try something,” Jack narrated as he rolled Daniel’s shirt up. Daniel didn’t even bother asking what was about to happen, just laid there happy to have a break to catch his breath. 

Slowly, Jack began lowering his head towards Daniel’s tummy. Daniel sat trying to scooch away from the impending doom. He sucked his stomach in as far as it would go, kicked his legs out as much as possible trying to do anything to deter this tickly attack. 

Lower and lower, his head dipped down so infuriatingly slow. He knew what was coming, he knew it was going to make him howl. He knew everything that was about to happen. The most infuriating part of it all? He couldn’t keep this damn smile off of his face. 

Lower and lower, he kicked, he squirmed, and still Jack just kept getting closer and closer. The lower he got, the more Daniel’s smile grew. Just an inch away from his sensitive tummy and he started giggling. The anticipation finally got to him, he couldn’t help it. Daniel let out this adorable little string of giggles, unable to keep them from tumbling out of his mouth. His face lit up worse than ever before. He couldn’t believe he was giggling, much less before even getting tickled. How utterly ridi-

His line of thought was promptly cut off but the shriek preceding the screechy laughs that came out of him as Jack finally made it to his tummy and began blowing raspberries. 

“JAHAHAHACK STAHAHAHAP!” Again, there was no response from Jack, he just continued peppering the older man’s stomach with raspberries. Daniel kicked and screamed with laughter, so desperately trying to get away from them. 

Jack could really only keep up this new method of “torture” as Daniel called it, for a few minutes before Daniel went silent. As soon as he did, Jack sat up, not letting Daniel go yet, but at least letting him catch his breath. 

“Are… you… done yet?” Daniel panted out, more than happy to have Jack’s face away from his stomach. 

“Well… it has been twenty minutes,” Jack began with the most shit eating grin Daniel had ever seen on that kid’s face, “Buuuuut, there’s just one more thing I want to do.” Daniel just concedes, not having it in him to fight the energetic little shit any longer. 

“Fine, but this it the last thing. Got it?” Jack just nods eagerly before diving into Daniel’s under arms. The noise that came out of Daniel, Jack could confidently say he had never heard before. And he was absolutely delighted to have been the person to cause it to come out of him. He smiled, enjoying himself far too much while Daniel thrashed and howled underneath him. 

He shrieked with laughter, tears already forming at the corners of his eyes. Laughing too hard to even form words, much less coherent ones. 

“Damn this really is your weak spot. I bet I could make you do anything, huh?” Daniel just desperately shook his head, having gone silent long ago. “Don’t worry, I’m not that mean,” Jack reassured, as he slowed himself to a stop. Daniel let the residual giggles pass while he laid there panting. 

“This was fun, let’s do it again some time?” Jack giggled like a little kid as he got up and ran away as fast as he could. He was a little more scared of Daniel than he’d ever care to admit, and had absolutely no interest in finding out the real hell that man could wreck any time soon. 

Once he recovered well enough, Daniel just sat up and chuckled. He’d get the little shit back sooner or later, but for now he was just gonna cherish the leftover smile still stuck on his face. 

[potatohater]

Daniel Atlas never smiles, but Jack Wilder is here to make him

Fandom: Now you see me

Characters: Daniel Atlas & Jack Wilder

Word count: 481

I’M BACK BABY���️‼️ sorry was kinda just drowning in school work and shit; rewatched Now You See Me movies s few days ago and AS I SHOULD decided to take the matter into my own hands and write something since there was only one fanfic I found☠️ feels weird to acc write the idea you have in you mind ifykyk; anyway it’s probably gonna have 3,5 likes so here we go:)

Also @awkwardlyflustered I decided to write something ab these two too, so since the fandom is drop dead you can check this one out

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“No way you are ticklish!?” Jack grinned after poking older man’s stomach a few times causing him to squirm away

“Don’t touch me. Do you hear me?” Daniel said, eyes nervously running all around the room, looking for something to protect him

Jack just smiled wider, not fully believing that one of the most stoic man he knows falls under umbrella of such silly things as being ticklish. His other hand grabbed Atlas’s arm in order to keep him in place while other rapidly vibrated into his stomach

Loud chuckle escaped Daniel’s mouth as he hided his smile behind his palm, other hand trying to fight younger man

“Yohou– stop it” he squirmed harder, trying to bite his cheek to look more serious than he actually was. Jack’s hand traveled from his stomach to his underarm, making him squeak. Curly haired man quickly pulled his hands back from the mouth and Jack, protecting his weak spot, eyes filled with fear and sparkling with unexpected childlessness, making him look younger a few years

The next thing that Daniel felt were 10 fingers under his arms, making him fall on his back and trying his best not to make any noises. His eyes were crinkled with playfulness, while his mouth tried to show that he doesn’t find it funny at all

“Come on man, you know you want to laugh” Wilder’s mouth melted into the biggest smile the other one had seen ever. Something in his eyes were so pure, like a kid getting the toy he wanted for Christmas

Anyway Daniel thought that sooner or later he will laugh, so letting everything go he let his voice fill the room. His laughter unlike him was very bright, almost bubbly. He wasn’t the type of person to laugh out loud, even during casual nights he only allowed himself to grin or chuckle (if the joke was really great). Partly because of his insecurities about how he might sound, partly because he already had an image of a socially awkward guy who wants to look serious. In the end it didn’t matter because right now he was laughing his head off in what seemed, months

“Ah-ha! There it is” Jack’s hands warmed in Daniel’s underarms. He could see small, almost invisible wrinkles around older man’s eyes from laughing, the thought of never seeing him actually laugh only hit him now. With that he spend a few more seconds rubbing his knuckles into Atlas’s higher ribs until he let the poor man go

“If yohou are—”

“I’m not gonna tell anyone” Jack chuckled, seeing Daniel’s messy hair even more messy when the shy smile still shined on his lips

“You should really smile and laugh more you know? Or you can become a second version of Grinch” younger man said, patting Daniel’s chest and getting out of the room before he could get him back

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[natlacentral]

New stills via EW

[netflix]

we told the cast that AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER is renewed for Seasons 2 & 3

[aceofwhump]

Avatar the Last Airbender (2024) 1x06 "Masks"

[xenogaby]

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[phoenixes-and-wizards]

ugh the parallel in 1X04 of iroh telling zuko that everything he needs is on zuko's boat and then the scene cutting to zuko and iroh paddling away in their small canoe, only for zuko to temporarily put off the chase for aang because his uncle is injured and everything he needs is in this boat as well

[lily-s-world]

First Look at the Fire Nation

🔥Dallas Liu is Prince Zuko

🔥Paul Sun-Hyung Lee is Uncle Iroh

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🔥Daniel Dae Kim is Fire Lord Ozai

🔥Ken Leung is Commander Zhao

[ki-flor]

This is sick and twisted 😭😭

[demifiendrsa]

First look at Daniel Dae Kim as Fire Lord Ozai, Paul Sun-Hyung Lee as General Iroh, Elizabeth Yu as Princess Azula, Ken Leung as Commander Zhao in Netflix’s Avatar: The Last Airbender live-action series.

New still of Dallas Liu as Prince Zuko.

Netflix’s Avatar: The Last Airbender live-action series will premiere in 2024.

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Netflix’s live-action Avatar: The Last Airbender is heating up with scorching first looks at the Fire Nation cast 🔥

[winnie-the-monster]

Renewed for seasons 2 and 3!!

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Avatar: The Last Airbender's cast on how they made the characters their own, shirtless Uncle Iroh, Ozai’s life advice, and which ATLA creature they’d have as a pet!

[natlacentral]

netflixca gave my besties a disposable camera

[awkwardlyflustered]

Laugh More

A/N: It has been just a little bit, but I got swallowed by work and just life, so we’ll ignore it. Anyways, I’m more than delighted to come back with a NYSM fic, there just isn’t enough content for the Horsemen. Speaking of, thank you to @potatohater for prompting this little fic. Hopefully you don’t mind it being a little bit softer, I just love the dynamic of picked family/older brother and younger brother.

It started small, small enough for Daniel to just push it off as Jack being annoying. A quick poke here and there, not frequent enough for him to even see a pattern. Jack just couldn’t help himself, though, he had to start poking Daniel more often, and he had to start squeezing Daniel’s sides whenever he reached up, he had to scribble across Daniel’s soles whenever they were on the coffee table. After a few weeks of this, Atlas simply couldn’t take anymore of it. 

“Why!?” The curly haired man screeched after receiving yet another set of pokes for seemingly no reason. 

“Why what?” Jack asked, feigning innocence, knowing how much it’ll annoy Atlas. 

“What do you mean why wh-” he paused to glare at the younger boy. “I hate you, I hope you know that.”

“You love me~” he teased with a small smirk as his hand flew to the street magician’s stomach to buzz into the muscle. Daniel jumped back with a squeal, trying in earnest to cover it up with a quick cough. 

“Quit doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“I’m going to murder you.”

“Please, you’re all talk, we both know it.”

“Shut up. Plus you never answered my question.”

“What question?”

“Why?”

“Why wh-” 

Daniel cut him off before this little roundabout conversation could go any further. “Why do you keep tickling me all the time?” Jack stood for a moment and pondered as to whether or not he should actually tell him. 

“You just don’t really laugh, but when you do you sound so happy!” Jack’s face turned a shade redder before he mumbled out the rest of his statement. “I like when you sound happy and I wanted to make it happen more.” Daniel’s eyes softened at the younger boy and he smiled, pulling him closer to ruffle his hair. 

"I think I laugh a lot, thank you,” He started, the smile still tugging at the corners of his mouth. “But I’m not gonna stop you if you want to make it happen a little more often.” Jack looked the equivalent to a puppy who just got told they’re getting a treat. “Hey don’t get too excited, or I’ll have to start getting you back,” Daniel teased, reaching out to pinch Jack’s sides. The con artist squeaked and grabbed Daniel’s hands. 

“I’m not the one who needs to laugh more! You are!” Daniel didn’t say anything, simply reached around to try to prod at Wilder’s ribs. In retaliation, Jack reached for Daniel’s sides. The two of them wrestled around for several minutes. Choruses of giggles from the both of them echoed through the house until Jack was finally able to pin Daniel down. 

It was certainly a sight to see, the two of them breathing heavily, smiles plastered across both of their faces, and a blush that spread to their ears. 

“I win,” Jack taunted, pinning Daniel’s arms up above his head with one arm. 

“Yeah yeah yeah, you can let me go now.”

“Mmmm I don’t think so. I told you, you need to laugh more,” as he said it, he started lowering his hand towards the older man’s stomach

“Nonononohohohohohoho!” Jack couldn’t help but absolutely beam at Daniel. He loved nothing more than making him laugh uncontrollably for a little while. He started vibrating into the sensitive tummy, making Daniel cackle. 

After a couple minutes, Jack started getting bored of doing the exact same thing over and over again. He stopped for just a minute so that he could begin rolling up Atlas’ shirt. 

“Ohohokay you got me to laugh now let me go,” Daniel practically whined, weakly tugging on his arms. 

“Mmm not yet, you still haven’t laughed enough for the tickle monster’s liking.”

“Don’t call yourself thaHAHAHAHAT HEHEHEHEY!” Before Daniel could finish, Jack started massaging his ribs. Daniel kicked his feet and tugged at his arms much more aggressively than before. Usually he could take the tickling on his ribs fine, but without the protection of his shirt, he couldn’t handle it. Jack was absolutely giddy at the discovery of just how much damage his fingers can do. 

“But what if I just start…” he trailed off, slowly climbing his fingers upwards towards Daniel’s “favorite” spot.

“JAHAHAHACK PLEHEHEHEASE ANYWHERE BUHUT THEHERE!” Jack stopped his fingers abruptly, slowly dragging them back down the older man’s torso. 

“As you wish.” Daniel, somewhat bewilderedly, couldn’t do anything but giggle when Jack started pinching away at his hips. His thumbs drilled into them, rubbing small circles making Daniel buck up every time. 

“Mmmmm I’m starting to get bored,” the young magician warned, starting to climb his fingers again.

“NOHOHOHO IHIHI CAHAHANT!!” Daniel begged again, trying so desperately to get his arms out of Jack’s grasp. 

“Hmm too bad.” With that, Jack dug into Daniel’s underarms, scribbling away as fast as he could manage. Immediately, Daniel went silent with laughter. The tears of mirth in the corners of his eyes came faster than either of them liked. His already red face darkened several more shades. He couldn’t even muster up the strength to continue pulling at his arms, he just had to lie there and pray for mercy.

Jack only tickled him for about a minute more, too afraid Daniel would literally explode to continue. As soon as Jack let go, Daniel’s arms came crashing down as he worked his way through the rest of the residual giggles. 

“Dihihi I laugh enough for you?”

“Mmm not quite, but I’m sure I’ll get the rest later when you don’t look like a tomato’s twin.” Daniel glared at the young boy before continuing.

“You know, I don’t quite remember what your laugh sounds like. I think I need to find out.”

“N-no I don’t think we need to find anything out.” Jack managed to stutter out as he slowly backed away from Daniel. 

“Oh no, we definitely do,” Daniel argued, standing up to grab the dark haired boy. Jack couldn’t help the cheshire grin that spread across his face as he sprinted away, hearing the thundering footsteps following close behind him.