#ler!batman

[fluffyweeby]

Tickletober day 3 - Cuddles

Prompts by @tickletober

I’m not sure how many of you know “Batman: Wayne Familly Adventures” but to everyone that doesn’t know it. YOUR MISSING OUT ON AN ACTUAL MASTERPIECE. Honestly I found out about it not long ago and my heart just melted 🫠. This WEBTOON is everything I wanted Bruce to be for those kids and more!! I sincerely recommend it to everyone even if you don’t really know the DC universe. (Every character has a short introduction that explains everything you need to know) Honestly if you love found family trope or fluff or anything… READ IT !! The second chapter perfectly lays out the vibe of the comic so you don’t have to go far to see if you’ll like it.

After this long introduction (I tried to keep it short I really did 😅) Happy TkTober to everyone!! 💜 (And read the comic or I’m gonna go Duolingo on you and break into your homes🗡️😈)

[cometpunkpunk]

Do you have any Batman tickle headcanons?

Thank you for the wonderful question and yes I do

The Batman/Bruce Wayne tk headcanon post

90% ler 10% lee

As a ler:

-Rarely ever tickles people due to his serious persona

-But once in a blue moon he decides to

-Targets either Robin or Batgirl

-Typically does it if he thinks they are hiding something from him

-Surprisingly good at it too

-I’m sure he has a gadget for it too. :3

As a lee:

-More ticklish than you’d think

-Worst spot is his lower ribs and back

-Alfred used to tickle him growing up when he was sad

-However Robin found out about it by sheer chance and likes to tease him for it (Which leads to him glaring at Robin)

-Oh and the Joker 100% found out and exploited it at least once

[doyouknowthischaracter]

DYKTC POPULAR CHAMPION 2023

2023 is over, so it's time to find out which one of our top 12 most popular characters is the people's champion. The list was put together by taking the first six characters from the "by percentage" section and the first six from the "by number of votes" section, skipping duplicates. This time, vote for whoever you want to win, regardless of whether you know them or not! Make sure you read all options carefully before voting because you can only do so once. Have fun and may the best popular character win!

[dc-gotham-instincts-wild]

DC BATFAM FANFIC IDEAS

Bruce not telling anyone in the JL his identity and one day he casually mentions something only an orphan would understand. - The JL members who are orphans understand. The others don't. - The entire JL gets concerned.

Tim's nervous (Read: really scared) around Jason. Jason does not like this and wants to fix it. Wait, why does Bruce glare daggers at Jack Drake? - Jason: I sense child neglect. Dad's already onto it, i see. Ok so how do i use this to get Tim stop fleeing the room whenever i walk in.

Sort of an AU fic where Bruce and Oliver were close friends (Read: brothers and that's what they see each other as) as kids, still as adults, and as vigilantes they work pretty well together, they recognized each other instantly even in cape, and while the the JL doesn't know their identities, each knows the other. - Also they're both autistic and somehow chaos ensues after Flash overhears them talking one day at the Watchtower and now the JL wants to know how these work so well.

Bruce was a wild child and so is Damian.

Jason adjusting to being under a roof, right after Bruce found him.

The first days of Tim's being Robin. Bruce and Dick are concerned, while, oblivious, Tim is doing things that only neglected kids do. He is surprised others care. Dick sets out to change this.

AU where Jack ends up being a crap dad. Bruce has had enough and steals legal custody. - Bruce: Well you had one chance at being a dad and you blew it. - Bruce: Tim's my kid now. - Jack can't do anything about this. To Tim, Jack is 'Father'. Bruce is 'Dad'.

Some of the villains notice that the other vigilantes and even Red Robin himself like joking that 'RR's folks don't even notice that he practically lives at our place, they won't notice him sneaking back in at 2AM'. - Until one day they joke about 'RR's dad blew it. B took legal custody'.

Flash has ADHD but tells no one. The other see the signs tho. Batman calls him out on hiding it. Why Bat? Welp, the other nominated him. GA joins his autistic buddy tho.

This isn't Batfam but Billy/Captain Marvel accidentally drops some street child stuff. The League, of course, pick it up.

Bruce has trust issues. No specific event- just it was that way after his folks died. The JL figures it out that it's not just how he is, he just generally doesn't trust people. They figure out that something happened to make him this.

The JL has to come to Gotham for a mission. They have to stakeout in a graveyard. At some point while they still have a few hours, Batman slips off. When *insert any JL member(s)* find him, he's standing above two graves. They catch him saying "Hope you're proud, Mom, Dad." - Chaos ensues from this.

Kid!Dick has a nightmare. Bruce allows his kid to spend the night with him.

Cass gets into a fight with David Cain. She is shaken. Bruce is there for her, though.

Duke has a nightmare.

Tim tries to sneak outside after having a nightmare. Bruce catches him because he's a Dad. He sensed a disturbance in the force. Anyway instead of getting mad he makes it clear who Dick learned it from and tickles Tim to bits and then carries him back to bed lol.

That's all i got for now lol. Might update it if i get more ideas.

[fickle-tiction]

Hey fickle! Do you think you would be interested in doing 11 and 24 for superbat? If not that okay, hope you’re have a good day!-bookanon💚

On a rare peaceful night in, Bruce and Clark were sat on the couch together, Bruce on one end and Clark in the middle. (Bruce's ear was still stinging from where Clark had flicked it earlier, after Bruce asked if he would be faking a yawn so he could wrap his arm around his shoulders.) On screen a couple were laying in bed together, when all of a sudden the guy rolled on top of his girlfriend and began tickling her, causing her to burst into sweet laughter. Clark positively lit up as an idea stuck him.

"Hey B?"

"Hmm?"

“Can I tickle you?”

Bruce slowly turned his head, meeting Clark's hopeful smile with a frown.

" …"

"I'll take your silence as a yes."

Bruce wasn't given a chance to react. One second he was sitting on the couch with his "loving" boyfriend, and the next he was flat on his back and being crushed to death by over 200 pounds of solid muscle. "Clark!" Bruce grunted, trying to dodge Clark's attempts at grabbing a hold of his wrists.

"The fact that you're struggling this hard tells me you must be really ticklish." Clark taunted, lighting up with glee when he saw a dusting of pink appear high on Bruce's cheeks.

"That. Is. Classified Information." Bruce protested. "Shit." Clark laughed triumphantly when he got a hold of Bruce left wrist, stretching it above his head and securing it to the couch cushions with an iron grip.

"Any last words, tough guy?"

Bruce tried one last Hail Mary and used his free hand to sucker-punch Clark in the stomach. "Motherfucker." He immediately regretted his rash decision, knuckles stinging where they managed to connect just as Clark sucked his stomach in to avoid him breaking anything.

"Oh, you're going to pay for that." The smile on Clark's face was truly the stuff of nightmares.

"Can't we talk about this?" Bruce asked, unsurprised when his right arm was also pulled above his head and secured in Clark's grip.

"Sure." Clark walked his free hand down Bruce's right arm, feeling the muscles jumping beneath his skin as he slowly made his way past his armpit and down to his ribs. "You talk." He noted every spot that caused Bruce's heartrate to spike, though his expression remained unchanged. "I'll tickle."

"Clark, this is ridiculous," Bruce said, but the corners of his mouth betrayed a hint of amusement.

"Time to find out just how ticklish the Playboy Prince of Gotham really is."

Bruce couldn't even protest at the stupid nickname Clark saw in one newspaper and refused to let go of.

"Oh fuck." Bruce breathed, yanking uselessly at his arms as Clark's fingers began their dance across his stomach. It was just dumb luck that he started with Bruce's worst spot, but laughter was pouring out of him in no time.

"Bruuuuce," Clark said it in that sing-song voice that usually irritated Bruce, but he was too busy trying to burrow backward into the couch cushions to even notice. "You're supposed to be talking remember?" a quick squeeze to Bruce's side caused him to jolt and level his gaze on Clark. "I'm holding up my end of the agreement."

"You---Are--A--SOnOfABitch." Bruce broke down into deep belly laughter when Clark slipped his hand beneath his shirt and started scratching blunt nails over his bare skin.

"That's not a very nice thing to say." Clark admonished, dipping a finger into Bruce's belly button. He let out a delighted laugh when Bruce threw his head back and cackled. There really was no better word for it.

"I'm--fuck--I'm sorry." Bruce gasped out, cheeks bright red when Clark finally took pity on him and stopped vibrating his finger into his bellybutton at a slightly inhuman speed.

"Hmmm." Clark idly tapped his fingers on Bruce's ribcage as he pretended to mull something over. "No, I think you're going to have to do better than that." He then released Bruce's arms and buried his wiggling fingers into Bruce's armpits, unbothered by the arms that came flying down to try to force him out.

"I--AmGoingTo--hahaha-fucking--KihihihihihiKILLYOU!" Bruce shouted, doing his best to curl into a ball while Clark was sitting on his thighs and pinning him in place.

"The more you threaten me, the more I'm going to tickle you." Clark warned him as he easily slipped his hands out of his armpits. Bruce had 2 seconds to calm down before Clark was using one hand to squeeze at his side, while the other once more slipped beneath his shirt to gently scratch at bare skin.

"Cl-Cl-hahaha-Clark! You fu-hahaha-fucking asshole!" Bruce's knuckles were white with how tight he was clinging to Clark's wrists, but his hands might as well be pinned above his head again for all the good it was doing him.

"Oh?" Clark asked, dipping into Bruce's belly button warningly. Bruce squealed, face flushing bright red the second the sound left his mouth, and Clark took pity on him and allowed him to pull his hand out from beneath his shirt. "It's like you want me to keep tickling you."

"Shut up Clark." Bruce growled, the red flush in his cheeks racing down his neck and disappearing into the collar of his shirt.

"Wait," Clark's smile softened at the embarrassed look Bruce was now sporting. "Do you want me to tickle you?"

Bruce couldn't help the embarrassed little whimper that slipped out, shifting nervously beneath Clark's bulk. "I don't...not want you to." He mumbled looking anywhere but at Clark.

"Really?" Clark looked like Christmas, his birthday, and every holiday in between had just come early.

"If you tell anyone about this.." Gone was the embarrassed boyfriend of 5 seconds ago. That look and voice were all Batman.

"Yeah, yeah." Clark huffed, rolling his eyes fondly. "Your stash of kryptonite. My ass. Honestly, you need new threats."

Bruce looked like he was revving up for what was sure to be a chilling new way in which he could murder Clark so, naturally, Clark chose that moment to see if Bruce's neck was as ticklish as his entire torso seemed to be. Newsflash: it was worse.

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Brotherly love

A/N: Hi @13phantom13angel13, I am your squealing santa this year! As an avid batboys fan, I really hope you enjoy what I wrote and that I did them justice. Happy December!

Summary: After a mission doesn't fit up to Red Robin's standards, it's up to Jason to step up to his big brother role.

Word count: 549

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“I hate to be that guy, but I’m the angsty one here. So I’m gonna need you to stop'' Jason spoke, leaning against Tim’s door frame. The latter sulked in bed after his latest mission. In a house full of egocentric detectives, any small mistake seemed like the end of the world.

In true Drake fashion, he didn’t bother communicating, simply huffed and crossed his arms. Laying on his side, facing away from his older brother. If facial expressions made noise, the whole mansion would’ve heard Jason’s aggressive eye roll. 

This was definitely the moment where he’d walk away, but for some reason, his legs stayed cemented in place. As much as he hated being the ‘caring’ older brother, he can’t just let poor Tim sulk, right? So with a groan, Jason made his way in, sitting at the foot of the bed. 

“C’mon, I’m sure it wasn’t that bad”.

“Easy for you to say, you weren’t there!” The younger’s voice grew in intensity before falling flat once more. “Just leave me alone…”.

Well, talking it out sure didn’t work, time for plan B: do things the Jason way. All that time learning to torment his brothers wasn’t left in vain, as it came handy whenever one of them fell a bit too stubborn. 

So with a sigh, Jason casually got up, making Tim believe he was finally leaving, only to suddenly be pinned on his own bed. Back pressed against the mattress and hands held firmly above his head.

“You seriously think I’m gonna let you sulk all by yourself? You’re even dumber than I thought” 

“I’m not dumb— W-wahait! Not thahahat!” whatever anger Tim felt was quickly dissolved into light titters, as strong fingers started to drag up and down his side. 

“See? Much better. A smile suits you more” Jason couldn’t help form a grin of his own, watching the younger robin slowly losing his composure. Trying to endure and act tough, only to fall back and give in to the laughter.

“Stohop it! I’m seherious- Gyah!! Pfft! Ahahahaha! Jahahason!” Red Robin let out a flustered whine, trying to shield his ever-growing red face behind his bound arm. His body desperately trying to wiggle away as Red Hood’s tickly fingers danced all over his abdomen.

“Not a chance! When’s the last time you let loose and had a good laugh? Either way, I’m changing that now~”

An ear-shattering squeal erupted from the younger brother when Jason started scratching at the soft spot below his navel. 

“EEEEK! PFFT! NAHAHAHA! OKAY! OKAHAHAY! I CAHAHAN’T!” poor Tim gasped and wheezed in uncontrollable laughter. Words falling deaf as he desperately tried telling Jason to stop. 

After a few more squeals and cries of ticklish agony did Jason finally let up. Allowing Tim to take in a well-deserved breath. 

Once the happy rush passed, an awkward silence fell upon the boys. Jason cleared his throat, about to head out, before being stopped by a small ‘wait’ from Tim.

“I- uhh… just wanted to say, thanks for that…” the young robin didn’t bother meeting the older one’s gaze. It wasn’t everyday they had such a pure, brotherly moment.

“No problem, Timmers” Jason shot back with a soft smile before walking out. Maybe acting like an older brother wasn’t so bad after all.

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[titters-and-tingles]

Hello @fluffyweeby and, happy holidays I believe? I don't celebrate Christmas but I looked it up and apparently it's from December 25th all the way til January 5th! You learn something new every day.

Here's your gift for the @squealing-santa !!

Last Cookie

Fandom- Batman: Wayne Family Adventures

It's a tickle fight between Jason and Dick ^-^!

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When Jason gets back from patrol, all he wants is a sweet treat to take the edge off. The cookie jar had been full this morning, so it was reasonable to assume that there would be some for him now.

No such luck. The jar is sitting out on the table, empty. Beside it is Dick.

He's caught dead, a cookie halfway to his mouth.

They make eye contact.

Dick smiles a disarming smile. "Hey Jason."

Jason smiles back, all teeth. "Dick." He steps forward. "That's the last cookie."

"Sure is. First come, first serve."

"Not when you already ate the whole jar by yourself."

A guilty look crosses Dick's face. And then he stuffs the cookie into his mouth.

Jason raises a single eyebrow.

"Whoops?"

And Jason is pushing up his sleeves and advancing on him. "You're gonna regret that." He gives his fingers a little wiggle for emphasis.

"Don't you even think about it." Dick's backing away, arms raised.

A grin finds its way onto Jason's face. "Ohh, you'd better watch it dickwing."

And the chase is on, Dick darting around the corridors, Jason in quick pursuit.

They pass Alfred, dusting the corner of a large bookshelf, who says: "No running in the halls."

They don't falter.

Dick's making a beeline for the batcave, and Jason is picking up pace. He tackles him down the stairs, and they land in an awkward pile in the ground.

Jason's fingers bury themselves in Dick's sides and he shrieks. "Get ahahaoff of mehehe you maniahac!" He kicks his legs, like he's still trying to run away.

"Should've kept your hands off the cookies, Dick." One of Jason's hands has wiggled its way to Dick's belly, and he lets out startled squeak.

"Weehehehell YOU shohuhuhuld learn tohohoho share!" He says between his giggles.

"Share? Share?" One of the hands jumps into Dick's armpit and he let's out a 'nohohoho' of protest. "You finished them, Dick. You must've eaten like twenty cookies."

"IDIHEEHEDN'T," He bangs his fist against the ground in protest. "IhahahadlikeTWO!"

"Sure," And fingers are wiggling against his neck. Dick scrunches it, to no avail. "Two too many."

Dick yelps out a laugh at the sentence, and then at the way both of Jason's hands are back to kneading at his sides. "C'hohohomohohon!"

Dick's hand latches onto Jason's ankle, and he gives it a sharp yank, knocking him over. As soon as he's free, he scribbles his fingers on Jason's calve.

Jason shouts and tries to kick Dick in the face. Dick ducks it, snickering. "That all you got?"

"Gehehet off of me Dihihihick!" And Jason flips himself over, wiggling his fingers against Dick's neck, who's still clinging to Jason's calve.

"Lehehet gohoho!" Dick squeaks, trying to squirm away but also not let go at the same time.

Jason's face scrunches as he fights back laughter. "Y-hehe-you first!"

"What are you two doing?"

They both glance up to see that Tim was in the entrance of the hall, apparently trying to get past them.

"Dihihick ate ahahahall thehehehe cookies!" Jason tries to kick his leg out of Dick's grip.

"Nohoho I didn't!"

Tim looks between them, before swiftly hiding something behind his back, taking a smooth step backwards. "Can't believe he'd do that, well! I have to go, good luck settling this."

Dick and Jason exchange a look. "What's behind your back, Tim?"

Tim looks between the two of them, makes a split second decision, sticking the thing behind his back into his mouth and bolting.

Quickly, Dick and Jason shove each other off to chase after Tim, shouting after him.

As they pass Alfred, who is still dusting, he says: "No running in the hallways."

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Hope you like it!

[tickletastic]

The City Needs Its Hero

Fandom: Batfam

Ship: N/A

Summary: Robin Jason forces Dick to play the part of an endangered civilian, well he, of course, plays the part of Batman, saving the city from certain doom. (AKA fluff but also kind of heartbreaking because Batman, does not in fact always save the day...) Day ten of Miya and Mia’s Tickletober: cloak!

“I am,” Jason says, attempting to make his voice gruff, “the Batman.” 

“Batman, save me!” Dick shouts, flailing on the carpet. 

“On my way to save the day!” Jason jumps into a flip, and Dick notices milliseconds too late that Jason is going to take a fall, the cape far too long for him to land gracefully on his feet. Jason himself realizes too late and lands with a thud on his back, his body covered completely in the cloak as the cowl clatters to the side. 

“Jason?” Dick yells, rushing over to his brother, “Little Wing, are you alright?”

Dick panics when Jason remains silent, but he can see his brother struggling to escape the cape. He slides on his knees across the hardwood to get to Jason, quickly untangling him from the fabric. 

“No!” Jason shouts, batting Dick’s hands away, “you’re ruining it, Dickie! I’m supposed to save you!”

Dick sighs with relief, scooping up his brother, cape included. “Oh my god, you scared me, Little Wing. I thought you were hurt.” 

“I’m not hurt, this cape is just dumb and long,” Jason giggles when Dick ruffles his hair and leans down to press a soft kiss in his dark curls, “go back! Go back! I need to save the city!”

“Fine, fine,” Dick laughs, making his way back across the living room.

“This time hang on to the back of the couch! Like you’re holding on to a skyscraper!” Jason shouts, running back to the side of the room he had originally been in. 

Dick laughs, surprised at the request, and decides to do a little extra to make the game more realistic for his brother. “Want me to hang from the ceiling?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Jason cheers, jumping excitedly. 

“Alright, just be careful, Jay.” 

“Always am, Dickie,” Jason says before taking on a full sprint, this time being extra vigilant about the fact that Batman’s cape is almost double his height. He bounces off of the couch, landing on the top of a bookshelf, perfectly steady. 

He takes a moment to consider his options, but Dick’s exaggerated wailing quickly snaps him out of his thoughts. 

“Batman, please help me!” Dick shouts, rocking the chandelier that he’s handing from, “I’m going to fall!” 

“Don’t be afraid!” Jason responds, backing up in preparation to jump, “Batman always saves the day!” He takes a leap and manages to grab onto Dick’s torso, wrapping his legs and arms around him like a koala.

“I have saved you, civilian! You are safe now!” Jason exclaims, positively beaming up at Dick. 

“Thank you so much!” Dick says, using one arm to maneuver Jason higher on his torso, “I must repay you!”

Dick swings his legs up onto the chandelier, creating a human hammock for Jason, maneuvering them until one of Dicks elbows is locked into the chandelier, his body securely holding them both up. When they’re both secure, Jason still holding onto Dick with dear life, Dick’s free hand shoots down to scribble over Jason’s tummy.

Jason squeals, burying his face in Dick’s chest, the cape flapping everywhere as he tries not to squirm for fear of falling. “Dihihicki nohoho!”

“No? But I have to repay you somehow, you saved me, afterall!” Dick exclaims as if it’s just common sense. Jason giggles harder at the silliness, his legs gripping tighter around Dick as a substitute for kicking his feet. 

Dick leans his head down and blows air over Jason’s ears, and the kid squeaks, shaking his head back and forth, black curls obscuring his face entirely. 

“Batman, are all heroes this ticklish?” Dick teases, beaming down at his brother.

“Nohoho!” Jason squeals back, “wehehe’re ihihinvincible!”

Dick laughs along with his brother, tickling him wherever he can reach: his sides, his neck, his belly, and even his shoulder blades, spidering his fingers in every spot Jason exposes.

“DIHIHICKIE!” Jason screeches when Dick manages to get his hand under Jason’s arm, “NOHOHO!”

“No? But Batman, isn’t it rude to deny my thank-you gift?” Dick asks, feigning innocence. 

Jason shakes his head rapidly, though his words are lost to the childish, bubbly giggles that pour freely from his lips. 

Bruce wanders down the hall when he hears the laughter of his eldest, laughter he hasn’t heard much since the two of them stopped getting along so well. He watches as Dick hangs from the chandelier, using his body to cradle Jason, tickling the child silly. 

The sight is so sweet, so painfully endearing, that he almost runs back to his room to grab his phone, wanting to preserve the moment in time. He notices the discarded cowl on the ground, how Jason is somehow still draped in his cape, and he can’t even be mad that the two of them had probably snuck into the cave to grab it, can’t even find it in him to sigh dejectedly about the dusty specks of hardwood that fall from around the chandelier. 

[oliverdeend]

I was still bad with side views but I was doing my best and it turned out decent enough I guess 🤷🏼

love this madman trio so much! I’m a huge DC fan 💕

The pose itself was from @tickle-fight-club back in 2020. I’m not sure if one was allowed to use those or not but they looked like poses that you could use for drawing to I took some (If it wasn’t supposed to be used then just let me know and I’ll delete it )

[anyaharveyii]

someone pLEASE WRITE A FANFIC ABOUT THE BATFAM WATCHING THE LEGO BATMAN MOVIE IT'S NOT A WANT ITS A NEED I'M DEAD SERIOUS!!!

give me bruce barely holding his shit together when his kids start belting "CAUSE I'M A BILLIONAAAAAREEE" every time he walks into a room.

give me alfred sighing and shaking his head each time someone mutters "alfred-da-butt-ler" under their breath while passing him in the kitchen.

give me dick taking the RELENTLESS teasing for how his character was portrayed like the unbothered king he is and agreeing to wear a pair of googly-eye goggles on patrol for a week.

give me jason subconsciously healing some of his own trauma after watching the most ridiculous, unthreatening version of the joker to ever exist (no, bruce, it's not a solution, but it's a start).

give me barbara and bruce refusing to even look each other in the eyes for a solid week, because seriously WTF WAS THAT, and everyone finding their discomfort absolutely hilarious.

give me the batkids making a meme out of bruce by doing shit like hissing every time someone turns on the lights or working snake clown references into the most random conversations, and bruce getting up and exiting the room every. damn. time.

give me bruce pretending to hate the movie but secretly loving whenever one of his kids begs him to put it on during movie night, because it reminds him that in every universe (no matter how outrageous or ridiculous) he loves and is loved by his family.

[fluffyweeby]

Tickletober day 9 - Lie

Prompts by @tickletober

That’s part 2 to Tickletober day 8!

[jey-chan]

Im more sleppy than awake and bored in the job but... what if panthom planet happened when Danny is part of the Justice Leage? And they think he is an old ghost shaped like a kid.

I just imagine the leage seing the prety big bad asteroid that neiter sups can destroid.

And then Danny just goes sesrshing in his chest for someting, give Batman 2 pices of papers and goes:

"Here is my standars vitals, my gostly med and please dont wite cost. This is my sister info and my identidy will get compromised, so dont let mh parents come in if Martian dosent feel they could change views on ghosts. Oh ghe WIG is bad and please dont let val near me never... he is creppy"

Then he goes to superman and ask him to catch him.

And beflre anoye can ask or say someting the kid goes tl the sky, freze the metiorite and then ler out the most terrible and powerful sound base atackt that the earth had ever hear.

The laments of a kid that died, of a kid that had the fates of two worlds on his shoulders.

The cry of a dead child thar never was griven.

The metiorite goes upnon fine snow dust, and superman sudenly has a prety alive unconsius child phamtom.

[motleyfam]

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Tickletober day #9: Lie

Based on this piece of art by the wonderful and amazing @fluffyweeby Tysm for allowing me to write this, and I hope I do these boys justice :3

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Jason x Damian (PLATONIC)

Lee: Damian

Ler: Jason

Warnings: Tickles! Sibling bonding :3

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A little bird (also known as Tim) had told Jason that Damian was allegedly ticklish.

"Pfft, no way" was what Red Hood thought at first, but the possibility of it still lingered in his mind. I mean, how cute and funny would it be if Damian of all people started squealing like a kid? I mean, he was a kid after all. If anything, he'd be doing him a favor.

Being as nonchalant as he was, Jason went with the most straightforward approach possible. "Hey Dami, are you ticklish?"

"No, don't ask stupid questions Todd" the younger one deadpaned in his usual harsh tone. But you gotta remember, this is a family of detectives. It wasn't hard for Jason to notice the way Damian avoided eye contact and the slightest drop of sweat forming on his forehead. He practically gave himself away, but the fun is seeing it for yourself.

"Not ticklish at all? So really nothing, huh?" Jason had approached the younger male, his hands instantly latching onto Robin's sides.

"Mhmmmm—" Damian had to bite down on his lip to prevent any sound to come out. He'd be damned if the superior Robin got taken down with mere tickles, not like he was ticklish though...

"So if I were to tickle here or here you wouldn't laugh?~" Jason's amused smirk grew wider as he experimented on different spots, prodding at his ribs, fluttering his fingers under his arms, even reaching up to the youngling's neck. Although he didn't get a proper reaction yet, watching Damian struggling to keep his composure was a joy in it's own.

"N-nope! Cause I'm not tiHIcklish!" Damian's hands instantly flew up to cover his mouth when his voice raised in pitch. It seemed that Jason had snuck his hands down and gave a surprise squeeze to his hips.

The ex-assasin shot a glare up at his older brother "Todd, I swear—"

"Yeah yeah, swear all you want~" Jason retored teasingly as he continued to knead his fingers along the sensitive waist.

"HNGH!" Damian doubled over, his hands clutching around his stomach for dear life. His face transitioning through all the red colors imaginable.

"C'mon, baby bird. Can't hold it in forever~" Jason managed to pick up the shorter male with ease, swinging him over his shoulder.

"Gah! Unhand me right now!" Damian tried kicking and punching his way out, but Jason was too resilient.

"Not yet, I still got another spot to test out~" Jason gave a squeeze to Damian's knee, testing out the waters. Once he felt a sharp gasp escape his younger brother, he knew he had hit the jackpot.

"W-wait! bwAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHODD, LET ME GOHOHO!" Damian squealed and thrashed around Jason's hold, trying so hard to break free. Alas, his big bro could be just as stubborn as him.

"Woah! Who knew that you could laugh so cutely?~" Jason kept wriggling his fingers along the soft spot behind his knees, sending Damian into a fit of hysterics.

"I-IHIHI'LL KILL YOHOU! GAHAHAHAHA!"

"Whatever you say, kid" threats aside, it was pretty cute seeing his baby bro acting like a kid for once. Not that Jason would admit that out loud.

Once Damian started hiccuping through his laughter, Jason decided to show a bit of mercy and put him back down. The young Robin instantly sucked in as much air as he could, his cheeks were still all flushed and he was desperately trying to fight back the leftover smile.

"I... *hic* I will have my revenge..." he declared before storming out of the room, classic Damian.

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IM SORRY IF THIS IS ASS IM TRYING OK?! THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING THEM AND IM AIDHAKRHKSHRKSHE

[toweroftickles]

Hiii!! I saw your recent post about Spiderverse and couldn’t agree more with it, those movies are just too playful! Sorry if you’ve already answered something like this, but I was curious if you had any ATSV tickle Headcanons you’d like to share?

Hi hi hi!

Right?! Almost anyone in the cast, you could tell me that they launched a tickle attack on another character and I would buy it.

I've written a bunch of Spider-Verse fics in my day, they’re easy to find, but haven't actually done any kind of headcanon list (been meaning to). In the meantime, while I work on that, here are some quick lightning-round thoughts.

Miles: Probably not as ticklish as some fans might hope, but more ticklish than he'd like. He's jumpy and will strike kung-fu poses if Gwen pokes him.

Gwen: Feather-sensitive, everywhere (especially on her feet and in her pits). It's her Kryptonite; she can't handle tickling. Super-blushy, and a squirmer.

Peni: Loooooves tickles, both giving and receiving. Has the most spidery fingertips out of all the Spiders. Her robot tickles her all the time!

Pavitr and Gayatri: Ok so they're this crazy-awkward dorky couple and it flusters Pavi so much when Gayatri tickles him (he’s way more high-strung than she is) but he is head-over-heels in love with her laugh even though she snorts and it embarrasses her.

Hobie: Not ticklish but fucks with Gwen on a regular basis.

Miguel: I feel like he was more ticklish when he was younger and less Batman-y? Like the alt version of him who didn't have powers and died? That one was really ticklish.

Mary Jane: Has the most demure, soft little giggle. <3 When she dishes it out her baby talk is EEEEVILLL.

THE Mary Janes: Are you KIDDING me the backstage tickle fights are legendary.

Rio: She gets so huffy and mad and starts cursing in Spanish when she’s tickled; like she’s angry but it’s so adorable :P One of those people. (SIDES. PINCH HER SIDES.)

Spider-Byte: She controls and operates the Go-Home Machine, right? Oh yeah, she’s definitely made it tickle someone at least once. In a playful way.

Liv Octavius: Ler. Ler. Obvious ler.

[anxious-lee]

This is so cute 🥰

You’re Dead.

“Clark, I swear to God–hngh.” Bruce slammed his own face down into the mattress to hide his smile, despite Clark’s earlier teasing about having x-ray vision.

Bruce was stretched out on his stomach in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs, having just gotten out of the shower. Clark was sitting (more like hovering) on Bruce’s thighs, and he was supposed to be giving Bruce a back massage, but a few minutes ago he started tracing some of the scars on Bruce’s back with his lips. Bruce swore up and down that he only squeaked because Clark caught him off guard, but that didn’t explain every subsequent embarrassing noise he’s made.

“Something wrong?” Clark really had that innocent act down to a science. He actually sounded concerned, the bastard. 

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