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[emeriethevalkyriegirl]

LEES GUESS WHAT I FOUND!!!!

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[veryblushyswitch]

HIIIII

How are you?? I hope you’re doing well ❤️

I saw the 100 tkl prompts and I’ve been thinking my about lee charlie spring recently, and was wondering if you wanted to do "That's just a roundabout way of saying 'I like it'." With lee Charlie and ler nick? Remember to stay hydrated <3

"That's just a roundabout way of saying 'I like it'."

Summary: After some intense rugby practices, Charlie is feeling a bit sore. Nick offers to give Charlie a massage and discovers something he’ll never let Charlie live down.

Lee: Charlie

Ler: Nick

Author’s Note: In this fic, it’s set before they start dating so stuff is still new and even more flustering just so you’re aware. And oh my gosh I hope you’re doing well too!! Thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy this! 💖

Nick had invited Charlie over to his house once again. Nick tussled his newly cut hair when he opened the door, Charlie trying not to jump with excitement. A few minutes later the two were playing UNO on the floor of Nick’s bedroom.

The past half hour was filled with playful shoves, throwing of cards at the other when a game was won, and some, one could say, flirtatious banter. Was this a dream? Because if so, Charlie never wanted wake up. Or at least, maybe stay dreaming for a little while longer.

Every now and then, Chalrie would straighten his back with a whine in his voice. Sometimes rolling his neck to one side then the next. Nick noticed after it happened a few times more than it should’ve. He thought Charlie must’ve had a knot or something due to practice.

“Hey-” Nick nudged Charlie. “You okay? You look like you’re in pain.” Charlie was surprised at the question for a moment. He shook his head.

“No, I’m fine. Just a little sore I guess. From practice. As you would know.” He rubbed the back of his aching neck.

“I know that all too well.” Nick smiled. They sat in awkward silence, a knife could cut the tension. “Would you want a massage?”

Charlie sat in disbelief for a few seconds. “I-I’m sorry what?” Nick put his cards down. “A massage. My mum would do them to me after extra rough practices sometimes and even taught me how to do it myself. I’m pretty good with my hands actually.” Nick wiggled his fingers.

As if Chalrie wasn’t flustered enough already- The guy he’s crushing on is asking if he can give him a massage??? He wanted to say no. He wanted to stand up and run away as far as he could till he passed out in a new country. But instead, he nodded.

“That would be really helpful actually. Just don’t make it worse than it already is, rugby lad.” Charlie set his cards down and moved the pile to the side. Nick beamed at his answer and chuckled. “I promise I won’t.”

Nick had instructed Charlie to lay on his stomach. Nick providing a pillow for his arms and head to rest on. Nick started along his neck and upper back. Then moved down to his spine and other areas that seemed tense.

Charlie relaxed into the touch. Nick’s thumbs doing wonders as they massaged the small knots along Charlie’s back. Charlie let out a sigh, Nick chuckling quietly at how cute the whole situation seemed. Cute in a friend way of course… Right??

His thoughts were interrupted as a gasp escaped Charlie’s lips. Nick looked to wear he had pressed into his shoulder blade.

“You okay there?” Nick lightly rubbed the spot. “Y-Yeah I’m fine. You’re good to keep going if you’d like.” Charlie fiddled with his fingers. If Nick found out he was ticklish he was done for. His pride out the window never to be retrieved.

“Okay then.” Nick moved spots for now, still convinced that spot was a little more painful than the rest. After the last couple knots could were massaged out, he decided to go back to his shoulder blades. But instead of a gasp, he was met with a surprised squeal and Charlie’s back arching at the touch.

“Charlie…” “Nothing!” Charlie quickly hid his blushing face into his pillow. Nick just smiled, his hands still on his teammate’s back.

“It’s okay if you’re ticklish you know? I think everyone’s gotta be a little ticklish somewhere.” Nick scribbled at the spot, taken back a bit by the shriek and jump it got. “Or I guess in your case very ticklish.” Charlie’s face was on fire- The teasing, the touching, the fact that it was Nick of all people!

“Just stahay away from thehere please.” The last few words were a bit muffled as Charlie laid his face against his pillow again. Nick couldn’t help the smirk that overtook his face. He just couldn’t resist taking this new information and running full speed with it.

“This little spot?” Nick giggled poking the vulnerable spot a couple times. “GAHA! Nihihick! Yes there!”

“Yes? Yes tickle you there? Wehell if you insist.” Nick shrugged starting to scribble on and all around the vulnerable area. “Dohon’t you dahahahahahahare! Nahahahahahaha!”

Charlie rocked back and forth, reaching back to try and grab at Nick. That just encouraged Nick to go down and start squeezing at Chalrie’s sides. Now that got a reaction. Charlie’s legs started kicking at the floor and his arms shot down, trapping Nick’s hands in the process.

“NohoHOHOHO! NIHIHICK!” Charlie’s muffled giggles filled Nick’s ears. And he didn’t think he’d ever get full. He felt he could listen to that noise forever. Nick moved one hand to his ribs and the other to his hip. A squeal making Nick giggle along with the wriggling teen beneath him.

“You’re nohot really telling me to stop. Ahare you having as much fun as I am?” Nick surprised himself at his honesty. He felt he could just admit anything to Charlie. Even something as silly as enjoying tickling the living daylights out of him.

“IHIHI DIHIHIDN’T WAHAHAHA- WAHANT TO BE RUHUDE!” Charlie turned his face to the side, revealing to Nick his flushed and tickled silly face. Nick felt himself become mesmerized.

"That's just a roundabout way of saying 'I like it'." Nick teased, wiggling his fingers up under Charlie’s arms. Charlie just about screamed and arched his back. Nick had never seen Charlie like this. Smile spread from ear to ear and absolutely lost in laughter. It was cute. Actually… it was incredibly adorable. And that felt okay to think.

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……1 with nick and charlie…..

Tickletober Day 1~ Anticipation

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LEE: Charlie LER: Nick ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ 💙WARNING~ THIS IS A SFW TICKLE FIC NSFW DNI!!💙

Charlie was going to crack.

His so called loving boyfriend has been teasing the crap out of him ALL DAY!! He couldn’t take it anymore.

Charlie wasn’t even sure if Nick knew what he was doing to him..

He had been on edge all day waiting for him to just go for it and finally put him out of his misery. But the more that Charlie thought about it he felt.. excited? The thought of Nick tickling him was something that made Charlie feel extremely giddy but god the embarrassment was hard to deal with. It wasn’t until the two left school and went to Nicks house that the teasing started again. They were watching a movie on nicks bed, what movie you may ask? Charlie had no idea because of focused he was on the placement of his boyfriends hand. It was originally playing with his hair but it had made its way down to the base of his neck. Charlie was finding it extremely difficult to stay calm, his neck had always been one of his worst spots. It wasn’t until one of Nicks fingers lightly grazed against Charlie’s ear that he let out a quiet snicker. “Char, is something funny?~” Nick asked with a very subtly teasy undertone to his voice. Ok so he definitely knows what he’s doing then, and Charlie’s screwed. “Oh would you please just get it over with.” Charlie whined covering his face with the nearest pillow. “Get what over with Charlie?” That little shut was going to make him say it wasn’t he..

“Will you please.. tickle me?” The last part was barely audible and of course Nick chose to comment on it. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.” The boy was smirking now!! “Nickcanyoupleasetickleme?” “Well since you asked so nicely.” he shrugged and moved over to gain better access to his boyfriends neck. He skittered his finger beneath his jaw and around the shell of his ears. Charlie erupted in streams of giggles which Nick just adored. He switched to tickly kisses next which were his favourite because Charlie snorted whenever he would do that!! Nick continued his mini attack until the two were tired out and they fell back into their original position. That was definitely worth the anticipation.. Charlie thought to himself.

(Sorry it’s so short I’m running out of time lol)

[bookishtickles]

Nick is constantly picking up Charlie, he DEFINITELY has picked Charlie up bridal style and blown raspberries on his tummy

[ghostlyshylee]

Chocolate Factory Mischievous Adventures

[Author's Notes: This is an older fic I wrote around 2017 and posted on my old deviantart page, I don’t really use it anymore and a recent interaction made me feel inclined to post it here (as rough as it may be hehe). This fiction has been heavily revised from it's original and slimmed down. This is intended to be the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory from the 1971 film! Word count: 1355] ------

"Quite stupendous, isn't it?" Asked Wonka

"Simply amazing, Mr.Wonka!" Charlie replied

Wonka had been chaperoning Charlie around the unseen sections of the factory and boy was there a lot! "I'd say we've covered nearly every room from the tallest to the smallest! I've gotten a bit famished during this wonderful tour." As if on que, Charlie's stomach let out a small growl.

"I see I'm not alone." Chuckled Wonka

"A bite would be nice." Said Charlie a bit sheepishly

"Splendid! I'll have the Umpa-lumpas prepare dinner right away!"

After some time had passed while trying to find their way through what seemed to be corridor after corridor, they finally came across a well furnished lounge. Equipped with a bubbly soda machine, a chocolate espresso dispenser, what seemed to be a raspberry licorice fireplace with an equally red fire and some red cushioned couches and chairs, fit for any aristocrat.

"Ah, this'll do nicely! We'll wait out the remainder of the time here until dinner is ready." Exclaimed Wonka while taking a liking to one of the rather large couches. Charlie not wanting to be rude, followed suit and sat close to Wonka on the same couch.

"So, is there anything you'd like to talk about while we wait for dinner? Well, anything we *haven't* already covered that is." Joked Wonka. Charlie thought for a moment and recalled a question he, at the time, thought it to be too personal to ask but now seemed perfect, having gotten to know the chocolate connoisseur personally.

"Actually, I was wondering what happened to your family." Asked Charlie nervously. This took Wonka back a bit by surprise, not really expecting a question so personal.

"That is an interesting question to ask, Charlie." Wonka replied, shifting a little in his seat.

"Sorry if it's too personal!" Charlie quickly replied, worried he touched a nerve.

"No, no. You have to the right to ask, my boy." Wonka assuring Charlie with a warm smile.

"Where do I even begin? Well, my father was a hard, good working man. Always managed to scrape us by with what little he had. My mother was a good, strong, caring woman. She always made sure we had something to eat and always loved us."

"What happened to them?" Charlie asked.

Wonka sighed a bit. "Well eventually one gets old and tuckered out from working as long as they have, eventually they retire and finally rest."

"Sorry for bringing it up." Charlie apologized, feeling he definitely overstepped. Wonka picked up on his change in body language and while he understood Charlie's embarrassment he didn't much care for the guilt written expression is protégé wore.

"It's alright, Charlie." Said Wonka, leaning in close to help ease the tension. "They were good people and loved their family very much and that love they left behind I intend to share with others." Wonka assured the boy, but Charlie could only look over his knees forlorn. Wonka noticing his upset demeanor, thought of a little "feel better" plan.

"Charlie?"

"Ye-yes?" Charlie stammered, snapping out of his daze.

"Why don't we play a game until dinner is ready?"

Charlie's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "What kind of game?" Asked Charlie, interest piqued.

"I think you'll enjoy this one! Now, all you have to do is close your eyes and put your hands on your head." Charlie blinked in confusion. "Don't worry the fun comes after you've begun. Are you ready?"

Charlie nodded in response, hands resting on head. "Ok then, close your eyes." As Charlie did as instructed, Wonka carefully got up from his seat and made his way behind where the young boy sat.

"Now count to ten." Wonka instructed, a hint of mischievousness while he spoke.

"One, two, three-eeheheh!" Charlie immediately tried cover his exposed sides but found his hands held together by a firm grip.

"Wha-hut, what?! Why? Hehehehehehehe!" Charlie squirming in his seat, was taken by surprise as the sensation of clawing fingers attacked his upper ribs.

"I just felt as though you needed a bit of cheering up." Smirked Mr.Wonka as he worked his way down the right side of Charlie's ribs. "No-ho-ho! Sto-ho-hop! Hehehehe! I-I'm heheheheheh all cheered up-hup now!”

Mr. Wonka simply sighed. "You can't fool me! I know you still feel bad and that's why I'm going to do *this*."

Before Charlie could reply, Mr.Wonka began to dig his fingers into his stomach all the while tickling the other side of his ribs with his new found free hand.

"AH-ahaha! N-no! Ahaha! Do-hon't! Plea-he-hease sto-ho-hop!" Charlie now desperate to get free, managed to wiggle himself out of his capture's tickly grasp causing him to land on his side, nearly face planting into the couch cushion.

"I see you've had enough?" Wonka chuckled.

Charlie, still catching his breath managed to prop himself up. "Ye...yeah-hah-ha... that was... a mean trick." He said still catching his breath.

"Mean trick? I barely even did anything!" Wonka feigning to sound hurt.

"Why, I could show you a mean trick." Wonka said while smiling mischievously. Charlie eyed his mentor, giddiness causing him to squirm and giggle as Wonka took a seat next to him.

"Now, I could do something .. like THIS!" Before Charlie could react, Wonka restrained him with his own weight, trapping the poor boy's lower body.

"Ah-hahah!" Laughed a surprised Charlie.

"And I could've done something like... this." Mr.Wonka lifted up Charlie's shirt to expose a soft abdomen. Wonka couldn't help but notice how malnourished  Charlie's body still looked, even after being a resident at the Chocolate Factory for roughly a month now. Honestly, this just strengthed his resolve in mentoring the poor boy.

Charlie chuckled nervously while trying to break free but this in turn caused Wonka to restrain his hands with one of his own.

"Please don't, I'm sorry!" He apologized in hopes to somehow diffuse the matter.

"Too late now." Wonka said in an exaggerated villain voice while sporting a seemingly "evil" grin.

"No, wait! Wai-hai-hait! AHA-haha-hahaha!

Mr.Wonka had begun scratching Charlie's stomach, quite similarly to scratching a dog.

"Gah-hahahahahah! No-hohohohah! AH-hahahah!" Wonka noticed a pitch increase when he moved near his belly-button.

"Oh-hoh! How interesting!" Following his intuition, Wonka began digging into Charlie's navel and in turn gave him a loud and squeaky laughter.

"WAH-HAHA! AHAHA! N-NO FAIR-HAIR!"

Wonka chuckled at the silly scene before him. As if he didn't find Charlie endearing enough, this just enhanced his cuteness in Wonka's eyes. Charlie's face started to flush quite a bit, signaling he definitely needed a break.

"Gah-hah, ha-ha... thanks for... for stopping." Charlie said as Wonka lifted off his small frame.

"You ok?" He said, voiced with a hint of concern. Charlie could only nod in response, still full of giggles.

"Sorry that I over did it there, champ." Wonka apologized while helping Charlie up. "It's ok. I had fun and you're right, I do feel cheered up." Charlie smiled warmly at the older man.

"But you DID almost kill me!" Charlie joked getting a chuckle from Wonka. A familiar chine interrupted their bonding, signaling it was the top of the hour.

"Well would you look at that! Time for dinner. We better get going, don't want to keep the folks waiting!" And with that, Wonka and Charlie continued down to the dining hall, both feeling just a bit closer.

[And that’s a wrap! It’s been a LONG time since I wrote last but honestly? Revising this and adjusting the dialogue a bit to more of my liking made me just smile while doing it. I honestly really miss this. And thank you, kind reader, for giving my fiction the time of day <3]

[potato-lord-but-not]

Dollins because I am easily persuaded by cool people to draw things

[emeriethevalkyriegirl]

Unforeseen of events- (Hazbin Hotel tickle fic)

A/N: To the people who saw the video I posted, yes you already know what this is about.

Summary: Charlie thinks of the perfect way to get Alastor. A good old fashion tickle attack. But what happens when the odds aren't in her favor?

Ler Alastor Lee Charlie

Charlie giggled silently, an evil grin on her face as she slowly crept up behind the Radio Demon. The demon princess was in the mood to tickle her radio friend. She had already gotten Vaggie, Angel, and Husk. Her next target was Alastor. Ohhh she was so excited.

The Radio Demon silently stood near the bar of the hotel, minding his own business as usual as he hummed a soft tune. Charlie was now inches away from the unsuspecting demon, her fingers wiggling with anticipation. Once the princess was close enough, she struck.

"Tickle tickle tickle!" she giggled as her fingers made contact with Alastor's sides. Alastor flinched and let out a small squeak but that was as close as the princess was going to get. Alastor slightly turned his head and raised his brow as he watched Charlie attempt to tickle him. He allowed her to try for a few more moments until he cleared his throat. Charlie tilted her head in confusion, squeezing his sides to see if this was a joke. The princess gasped. "You're not ticklish Al?" she asked in defeat. This time, the Radio Demon did laugh. "No my dear. I haven't been ticklish in a long time."

"Hmph!" Charlie said with a pout. She really thought she'd get them all. But then one of them just happened to be...not ticklish. How is someone NOT ticklish?

Alastor couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction when he suddenly got an idea of his own. "Oh Charlie~" Charlie raised her brow this time as Alastor slowly stalked towards. "What did I say about you not smiling?" Charlie opened her mouth to answer until she noticed the glint in his eyes. "Oh shit." she cursed, backing away a few steps. Alastor only stalked closer. "H-Hey Al. I-I know what you're thinking."

"You do, your highness?" he asked so casually, only a few steps away from her now. Charlie gulped and gave him a nervous smile and almost matched his. "Al, please don't I'm-AHHHHHH!" There was no warning from the Radio Demon. Alastor's hands struck the princess's sides and soon, Charlie was now a giggling mess.

Alastor couldn't help but laugh along with her. "Oh look at you. You're so ticklish princess."

"Nohohohohoho I'm nohohohohohohot!" Alastor didn't even bother to comment on her pathetic lie. Charlie tried and failed to push his hands away, but whenever she's make contact with them, Alastor would switch it up, attacking her armpits and her lower ribs.

"Goochie goochie goo. Who's our ticklish princess? Who's our ticklish princess?" Alastor began to tease as Charlie all but screamed when he moved to her stomach. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHO TIHIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHING!!!!" Charlie cried as Alastor only laughed. "Oh but Charlie, you know it's only fair."

"NOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHIT'S NOHOHOHOHOT!!!"

"Yes it is. But I'll show you what isn't fair." Alastor replied before swooping up the giggly princess and placing her on the couch. Charlie giggled and wiggled to get out of the deer demon's hold, but he was stronger than he looked. "Hold her down boys." he said as she shadow grabbed her arms and tied them together above her head. Alastor smirked when he saw Charlie's scared but also excited face. "Please Al. Whatever you're doing, don't do it."

"And what makes you think I'd listen to you?" Alastor asked as Charlie only gulped. "B-Because I'm the Princess of Hell. A-As your princess, I-AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Charlie didn't finish her threat, for her serial killer friend had already began to stroke his fingers all over the princess's belly. "Awwww, is the little princess's belly her most ticklish spot?" He didn't get an answer from her. Charlie only laughed freely, struggling to get out of his shadows' hold. Alastor silently commanded one of his shadow's to cover her eyes. Charlie screamed when she could only see darkness. "ALASTOR!!!" The Radio Demon slowly lifted the princess's shirt, allowing the cool air to make her shudder. "W-What're you doing?" she asked, but Alastor didn't answer directly. Instead, he only stroke his fingers on her bare tummy, making the princess really laugh her ass off. "I'm gonna get your belly~" Charlie knew that teasing voice all too well. He said it the same way he did when he and him made that deal. At this point, Charlie's struggles began to increase. "Al, no please! I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"There's no mercy in hell dear. Even you should know that." Alastor said before he engulfed a breath of air and slammed his mouth down on the princess's abdomen. Alastor's ears twitched when her high pitch scream went up an octave. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ALAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASTOREHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!" Charlie screamed for dear life, her arms tugging hard on the shadows. Showing some mercy, Alastor released the bind from her wrist, allowing the princess to attempt to push his head off. It was futile though for whenever she thought Alastor was finished, he'd blow another raspberry just to make her scream. It wasn't until the princess started banging on his head like a drum that Alastor decided to call it quits.

The Radio Demon gave one last short raspberry on her bellybutton before pulling her shirt back down and staring at the teary eyed princess. Charlie was still in a fit of giggles, the shock clearly still there. Alastor smirked. "There you go. Now, you're fully dressed." Charlie only rolled her eyes as the Radio Demon got off the couch. Alastor intentionally grasped her tummy, making her squeal and wrapping her arms around her stomach. "Just remember dear~" he began to say before he left. "Make sure you're always fully dressed. Or else, you'd like for me to...help." he said before Charlie squealed and raced out of the main lobby of the hotel, eager to escape the tickly fingers of the Radio Demon.

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out of context would i lie to you? (1/∞)

[veryblushyswitch]

bc i haven't seen anyone talk about it here: this is my absolute highest hope for a tickle scene if we are to be blessed with one

via the Netflix Twitter account (there's no audio in the video)

[xflippinfrogx]

AHHH UR WRITING IS SO CUTE 😭😭

Could u do #54 with ler Nick and lee Charlie too? Pls and ty

“Make me”

A/N~ Sorry this took so long my dear!! I’ve been really busy this week and didn’t have a lot of time but I hope you enjoy it :))

🍄This is a tickle fic if you don’t like please keep scrolling!!🍄

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“It’s just that you’re so cool!!” Charlie exclaimed.

He had been ranting on about how ‘perfect’ Nick was for almost an hour and not to be ungrateful for the compliments, but Nick was getting sick of it. He was just really flustered

“I mean you’re super strong, literally the king of rugby and you have such cute hair..” Charlie continued, his boyfriend’s eye rolling going unnoticed.

“Char, you know I love you~” he interrupted, resting his palm on Charlie’s knee. “But could you please, please stop talking about me?”

“What? Why!?” It was as if Nick had told him to eat his own arm or something. The horror on his face was both concerning and hilarious.

“I’m a bit sick of hearing my name in every other sentence you speak. Let’s maybe change the topic for a while?” He replied hoping that Charlie wouldn’t notice his blush.

“Make me.” He stated, staring directly into Nicks eyes.

“If that’s what you want..” And soon enough that hand that was resting innocently on Charlie’s knee came into action. He squeezed and scribbled all over the tops an bottoms of them.

Charlie was overcome with ticklish sensations jolting through his poor knees. Maybe he should have listened to Nick, he thought.

It was too late, hysterical laughter emerged from him when Nick found his way to his thighs.

“NIHIHICK STAHAP!!”

“Reckon we can change the topic now?” The blonde questioned, his teasy tone very terribly hidden.

“YEHEHES IM SORRY JUST PLEASE GEHET OHOHOFF!!!”

Nick gave his boyfriends poor knees a final squeeze and then let him go.

“That’s what you get for annoying me Charlie Spring, next time I won’t go so easy on you.” He said attempting to be stern but that goofy smile on his face told another story.

“If that was easy then I’ll make sure to be on my best behaviour from now on..” his giggles had died out.

“Uh a next time!? I don’t think so~” And thus Charlie was once again thrown into fits of laughter from Nicks devious fingers

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[izel-scribbles]

hey malevolent artists if you have a noel design can you pls reblog this im starting a collection

[thasa]

Team Sol 🌦️

Ahh them as family, nothing can go wrong right? 😊🔥

[veryblushyswitch]

The teasing in this- oh my gosh I would cease to exist. Charlie’s a trooper 🦋🦋🦋

Prompt #33 for N & C ler/lee please

A/N: hi anon! ty for the prompt :) hope you enjoy!

if you want to send me prompts to my inbox you can find the list here!

Prompt #33: "Oh? You want me to tickle you that badly?"

Missing You Making Me Laugh

Two weeks away from each other was enough.

Charlie had known Nick was going on holiday with his family well in advance. Nick had told him about his family's tradition of traveling to Menorca every year to get together with the rest of his extended family, and how one day he wanted to take Charlie with him. Even a few hours apart from one another at school was agonizing for the both of them in general, so two weeks in different countries was absolute hell.

Luckily, Nick had kept his promise of calling Charlie every night to talk to him, checking in on his mental health back home and updating him about his cousins' antics around the vacation house. He'd send him pictures of the dogs together, him and other relatives, and so on, but Charlie still felt lonely without the older boy next to him.

He wasn't afraid to let his boyfriend know how he felt when he'd call, and every time Nick would answer with, "I know, I miss you too. It's only a few more days and I'll be back." Then he'd give him that classic, charming Nick Nelson smile that always stole Charlie's heart.

It wasn't just Nick's company Charlie was missing. It was something else. Something that made Charlie blush whenever he thought about it, giddiness and nerves overtaking him on the inside.

Charlie was known by his friends to be extremely ticklish. He, Tao, Elle, and Isaac had had their fair share of tickle fights and ambushes, and for as long as he could remember, Charlie very nearly was always being ganged up on. He couldn't help it, of course. He'd always been a walking tickle spot since he was little, Tori taking advantage of it as her duty of being the older sibling. It was something he'd tried and obviously had failed at hiding from Nick once they began dating, more out of embarrassment than anything.

When Nick had figured out Charlie's ticklishness, he'd gushed about how adorable he found it and that it just added to one of the things he loved best about him.

Charlie had been extremely embarrassed at first, but slowly became comfortable with the fact that Nick wasn't weirded out by him. In fact, Nick tickled him at almost every chance he got, almost anywhere they were. It made Charlie feel overjoyed by the fact that someone wasn't afraid to be physically affectionate with him, even if it meant being at the receiving end of it all.

But now, Charlie almost felt starved by this absence. He didn't have Nick whispering teases into his ear as he held him close against his chest. He didn't have him chasing him around his house and cornering him before tickling him into hysterics. He missed Nick's goofy self whenever he got into his moods, and he wanted it more than anything. And he needed that now.

He was currently sitting at his desk in his bedroom, on one of his daily calls with his boyfriend. The sun was setting through the window, and Charlie knew he didn't have much time until he needed to get ready to head off to bed. He could hear Nick talking about his afternoon, helping to babysit the younger of his cousins, but he wasn't truly listening. His thoughts kept going to that one specific thing he had on his mind all day.

"Charlie?" On the screen, Nick's face was filled with concern, his head tilted slightly. "What's wrong? You look all flushed."

Charlie cleared his throat, "I-I'm fine." Then as an afterthought, "Sorry."

"No," Nick shook his head, his eyes narrowing. "No S-words from you, sir. I thought we banned that word for good."

Charlie bit his lip, his heart racing in his chest. "Oh yeah, I forgot. Sorry."

Nick wasn't oblivious. He could see the beginning of that cheeky smirk even through the screen of his phone.

"Charles Francis Spring," He said slowly, causing Charlie to shiver in his chair, "Are you purposely trying to rile me up right now?"

Charlie felt like his whole being was on fire from how hard he was blushing. Even through the phone screen he couldn't look Nick in the eye.

"Talk to me. What are you thinking in that pretty little head of yours?"

"I-I-" the younger swallowed, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He knew Nick had caught on to what he wanted. Of course he had. Nick could read Charlie like an open book. It felt like he was right there in his bedroom with him.

"Is there something you want from me?" Nick couldn't help his own smirk from appearing on his face, raising an eyebrow at his boyfriend teasingly.

"Stooop," Charlie whined, covering his face with his hands, a nervous giggle escaping his lips.

"I'm just asking a question!" Nick laughed, and Charlie shook his head, still hiding his face. After a moment of silence, Nick leaned in a little. "Charlieee..."

"Do I have to say it?" Charlie asked, finally peaking through his fingers at his boyfriend and trying not to combust.

"I'd love to hear it."

They kept their eyes locked with one another, both of them grinning like idiots. Finally, Charlie let out a long sigh, looking down at his hands.

"I- I want you to..." His voice was barely audible, and Nick chuckled as he trailed off. "What? I'm sorry, you want me to...?"

"You know what." Charlie said playfully exasperated, and Nick crossed his arms over his chest, remaining silent.

Charlie's leg was bouncing under his desk, and he let out another sigh, squirming in his seat. "Iwantyoutotickleme."

"Again?"

He rolled his eyes. "I want you to... tickle me."

"And it finally comes out." Nick leaned back again in his chair, looking at his boyfriend smugly.

"Shut up."

"Oh? You want me to tickle you that badly? You miss me teasing you and playing with you? You miss me making you laugh so hard you can barely breathe? You miss me making you all flustered to the point you can't speak in complete sentences?"

"Shut up!" Charlie squealed, closing his eyes as nervous giggles began pouring out of his mouth. He could almost feel the sensation of Nick poking at him playfully, and it was driving him nuts.

"Oh Char, just you wait until I get back. Because I miss it too. I've nearly gone insane without hearing your adorable laughter. I miss seeing you squirm underneath me. So as soon as I get home, you better be ready. We'll have to make sure my mum isn't home. She'll think I'm murdering you."

"Nicholas, I will hang up on you." Charlie threatened, though by the tone of his voice, Nick knew he wasn't serious. However, he decided to egg him on once more. "Go ahead. That'll just seal your fate even more."

"Ugh, stop!" Charlie grabbed his phone, both boys laughing at this point. "You're impossible!"

"Okay, okay." Nick raised his hands, finally relenting. "You're just too cute to not tease you."

Charlie scoffed, moving to his bed and falling onto his back, his phone raised above him. "You're a menace, you know that?"

"Oh, I know." Nick winked, and Charlie felt his heart flutter in his chest. "Anyways, I have to get going. My family's going to be eating dinner soon. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay." Charlie felt slightly disappointed. He always hated hanging up with Nick at the end of a call.

Nick must've sensed his change of moods, and his expression softened. "Only a few more days, mon amour." He whispered, and Charlie nodded.

"Only a few more days."

[perciver4ever]

Bill: I don't think I'm straight

Charlie: I'm definitely aroace

Percy: I've been with Oliver Wood for one year, 5 months, 3 days and 7 hours.

Fred: I only slept with Diggory a few times, and snogged a few times... I'm still straight, right?

George: Okay, I'm totally in love with Lee

Ron: I don't really... Swing that way, of being straight- ya know?

Ginny: In my defence, I was straight before I met Luna

Percy: *sighs* We're going to end this bloodline, aren't we?

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[veryblushyswitch]

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Stress Relief {Nick and Charlie}

A/N: AHHH this is a bit late i had to totally speedrun but happy happy birthday to @veryblushyswitch ! i know you like heartstopper so i decided to write a little something just for you! I hope you had a lovely birthday! congrats on reaching adulthood, ur awesome!!! :D

Summary: Nick and Charlie are hanging out while Nick goes down the internet rabbit hole.

Word Count: 1.2k (under the cut)

In Charlie’s room, Nick sat on the bed with his arm wrapped around his boyfriend’s shoulders. They were cuddled under a blanket, Nick scrolling on his phone while Charlie read a book. They had been out and about earlier that day with the rest of their friends, and both were pretty tired from the activity. Now they were just enjoying each other's company, both doing their own thing to replenish their social battery.

Charlie had half his face under the collar of his hoodie, tucked just under his nose while he flipped through his book. Nick was down an internet rabbit hole, finding random articles and occasionally announcing their contents to Charlie, who would hum in response.

“Hmm… did you know that giraffes have purple tongues?”

Charlie chuckled. “Yeah, everyone knows that.”

“Did you know it’s because they eat so many snozberries?”

Charlie raised an eyebrow in surprise, setting his book down for a moment. “Snozberries are real? I wouldn't think they'd be in that kind of climate.”

Nick snorted, showing Charlie the article. It was just a fun fact page on giraffes, and nowhere did it mention snozberries. Charlie grumbled playfully, shoving Nick lightly as they laughed.

Charlie peered over at the other animal articles that Nick pulled up, pointing out random fun things he knew about the animals before Nick could find them in the article. “Bears don’t really hibernate, did they mention that?”

“Yeah, that’s interesting. So we’ve been lied to our entire lives?”

Charlie nodded, going back to his book. “Mhm. We learn more from the internet than school at this point.”

Nick chuckled, going through a few more animal articles. He eventually grew bored of animals and decided instead to look into a different genre.

“Charlie, give me a random topic. The animals are cute, but I can only handle so many fun facts.”

Charlie contemplated for a moment. “Psychology.”

“That’s too smart for me,” Nick whined, but Charlie only curled up closer and shook his head.

“You’ll be learning, then. Look up something on stress relief… You’re getting wrinkles from stress.”

“I am not!”

Charlie laughed, leaning into Nick as he searched for some stress relief solutions. He pressed a quick kiss to Charlie’s head before clicking on one of the first articles, quickly scrolling through.

“Something called a dopamine detox is one of the solutions, but there’s also exercise, meditation… cuddling!”

He gave Charlie a big squeeze, making Charlie whine and giggle as he set his book down again, turning to face Nick’s phone.

“Human interaction seems to be a big one. Arts and crafts, laughter, spending time on a hobby…” Charlie read while Nick scrolled.

Nick scrolled back up to the laughter bit, reading it more in-depth. “You’re not stressed, are you, Char?”

Charlie laughed. “I’m perpetually stressed, you know this!”

Nick frowned, setting his phone down. “Hey, we didn’t finish the article, Nick!”

“Why don’t we try some of those stress relief methods? That way we can make you a little less perpetually stressed.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow. “We’re already cuddling. Wasn’t that one?”

“Y'know what another one was?” Nick grinned, pulling Charlie closer. Charlie flushed, averting his eyes nervously as he let Nick pull him closer.

“I don’t suppose kissing was one?”

“Nope, it wasn’t,” Nick lightly squeezed Charlie’s hip, making him squeak in surprise. “But laughter was!”

Charlie barely had any time to react before Nick began to scribble at his sides. Charlie squealed before breaking into laughter, kicking his legs under the blanket as he tried to push Nick away. Nick laughed with him, watching Charlie’s face as his cheeks bloomed pink.

“Nick–! Wahahait, not tihihickles! Hehehe!!” Charlie giggled. He was failing at pushing Nick away and escaping the tickles, so he opted instead for curling up against Nick, trying to protect himself as best as he could with his hands as he swatted at Nick.

“This is stress relief, Char! Now neither of us will have wrinkles!”

“I didn’t hahahahave any!! Thahat wahahas just yohohou!!” Charlie protested. Nick gasped in offense but the grin on his face showed that he was just messing about. In retaliation, Nick slipped his hands under Charlie’s sweater.

Charlie threw his head back and shrieked at the sudden contact of Nick’s wiggling fingers on his tummy. He tried to curl up, but Nick had moved in to plant kisses all over Charlie’s neck, only escalating his giggles. “This is nohohohot strehehess relief!!”

“Are you suuure? They did say laughter was a good method, and you seem quite giggly, Mr. Spring!”

“Yohohou’re tickling mehehe! Whahahahat did you expehehect?!”

Nick laughed, pinching at Charlie’s lower tummy. He finally began to slow his tickles, now tracing small circles around Charlie’s navel. Charlie still bubbled with giggles, like small hiccups as Nick hummed. Charlie’s tummy twitched, but he otherwise made no effort to push Nick away, covering his face instead.

“C’mon, Char, you need to let me see your face!”

“Nohohoho,” Charlie giggled softly, twisting slightly to the side as Nick began to scribble his fingers a bit again. Charlie put his arms over his face, covering his eyes as Nick grinned.

“What is it, Char? Do you want me to keep going?”

Charlie only giggled in response, making Nick’s heart thump. He sneakily rolled up Charlie’s sweater a tad, making Charlie peek through his arms to glance at Nick. “Nick?”

Charlie shrieked when Nick blew a raspberry by his hip, his arms flailing as he tried to push Nick away and cover his tummy with his sweater. “WAHaha! Nick, not thahahat!!”

Nick wouldn’t budge as he continued to blow raspberries all over Charlie’s tummy, his own cheeks getting red as he went. Charlie accidentally shoved his sweater over Nick’s head in his attempt to get him away, making Nick laugh. He looked up for a moment but was still under the sweater, making Charlie snort with laughter.

“Yohohou look so fuhuhunny!” Charlie laughed. Nick chuckled, making a face that Charlie couldn’t see.

“I can’t find my way out now! All I see is a tummy that looks suspiciously ticklish!”

“Dohohon’t–! NAHAHa!! Nick!!” Charlie shrieked when Nick blew even more raspberries, pinching at his sides as Charlie wheezed. He whined and tried to push Nick out of his sweater, but the raspberries were so tickly that Charlie could barely do that.

Nick eventually popped out, his cheeks bright red as he wheezed. “I need bigger lungs so I can do that more often!”

“Nohoho you do not!” Charlie exclaimed, sighing with relief when Nick curled up next to him again, his hands holding Charlie rather than tickling him. “I cahan still feel it.”

“The stress?” Nick asked with a grin, raising his hand and wiggling his fingers.

Charlie quickly shook his head. “No! The tickles! I can still feel the tickles!”

Nick laughed, pulling Charlie in for a big hug as they giggled together. “So no more stress then? Seems like a good method to me!”

Charlie huffed in mock annoyance as Nick held him close. “I suppose it was. Say, Nick, are you feeling stressed at all?”

Nick shook his head as fast as he could, but he was already thrown into a fit of laughter as Charlie tried out this new stress relief method himself.