#ler!glitchy red

[feathers-of-fluff]

Glitchy Bully

Summary: Grey has had enough of getting sudden noogies from Glitchy Red every time he expects it the least, so the first thing he could think of doing as revenge was take his hat—however, this decision turns out to be a mistake a few minutes later, and Grey would soon accidentally make things worse for himself.

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

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

enjoy!

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“L-let me go!”

“Not unless you give it back.”

“I will if you- ack- you promise!” Grey struggled, attempting to slide his head out from the arm, but Glitchy’s strength prevented him from doing so.

The bootleg trainer regretted his decision the moment he was put into a headlock not too long ago. Glitchy was the one to give people a noogie like how a big brother would, and Grey was always his number one target.

Whenever he least expects it, Glitchy would sometimes pop out of nowhere and surprise him with a noogie—only when he wasn’t wearing his hat, of course. This annoyed him until he knew he had to get him back for it.

Despite being short on ideas, the first thing he could do was steal his hat whenever given the opportunity to, and keep it away from him till he makes the promise not to give him anymore noogies. Sounds simple enough, right?

…Not if there’s a risk of being put in a headlock.

“This can go on for as long as it can, kid.” Glitchy spoke, staring down at the bootleg trainer. “Giving up’s not that hard.”

“And at least saying sorry is n-not that hard either!” Grey exclaimed, trying to move his arm away whilst holding the hat in his other hand, but it wouldn’t even budge. It almost felt like he had the muscle of either a Machamp or its second evolution, but he’d doubt that a Machoke would be stronger than its final evolution.

…Then again, he did come from a bootleg game, so he was bound to not have that much knowledge of recent ‘Pocket Monsters’.

“I ain’t gonna say it again; give it back.” Glitchy reaches out for his held hat whilst keeping the bootleg trainer where he is. Despite his struggling, he manages to distance the hat away from him.

“N-never!” Grey declined.

“And also, d-didn’t you say you weren’t gonna say that again? Maybe you should… p-promise not to say it again as well..!” He joked with a grinned smirk.

Glitchy rolled his eyes before rubbing his knuckle on Grey’s head. “Yeah, sure.”

“H-hey!” He yelped. He should’ve seen this coming. But luckily, it lasted for a short second. “Gohod, you’re such a bully!”

“…What was that?”

His smile immediately faded away the moment he heard the tone in Glitchy’s voice. The bootleg trainer froze on the spot as he felt a sudden piercing glare.

“…N-nothing.”

“I don’t think that sounded like nothin’.” The glitched trainer’s face was almost completely obscured, leaving only his staring eye.

He wishes he could do something, but there were no other options—he was already stuck in a headlock, meaning he couldn’t escape the living room, and he was being too stubborn to give up.

So, he finally answers, hoping the results don’t go horribly wrong…

“…I-I said you were being such a… bully.”

“Well then,” Glitchy puts his hand on his side, “I’ll show you who’s a bully.”

Grey’s eyes widened, laughter suddenly rising in his chest as he felt fingers vibrating on his ribs. He began snickering, trying to hold it in.

“C’mon, Grey. You can’t keep that happiness of yours hidden forever.” He assured, smirking. Seeing the bootleg trainer now desperate to get out from under his arm, he made sure to keep his fingers on the ribs each time he squirmed.

Grey looks up at Glitchy, shaking his head as if he was begging him to stop. But he refuses and instead moves his hand to his stomach.

“NOHOHOHOHO-! Glihihitchy, staHAhahap!” Grey bursted with laughter as fingers skittered around his abdomen.

“Then give back what you stole.”

“*snort* Nuhuhuh-uhuhuh!”

“Eh, suit yourself.”

He moves his hand back to the ribs, this time tickling them with two vibrating fingers which made the bootleg trainer let out a stream of giggles.

“NAHAhahaha-! Glihihitchy! Plehehehease, meheHErcy!” He begged, nearly dropping the hat but somehow still hung onto it. Determined as usual, Grey wasn’t gonna give up that easily to the tickling, but he’d have to admit… this felt good—the feeling of serotonin along with tingly sensations that made him happy, it made him feel safe because this is more playful.

So as long as Glitchy doesn’t catch on, this could go on for whatever he pleases.

“If you really want me to stop, then why haven’t you dropped my hat yet, hm? You’re enjoyin’ this, ain’t ya, kid?”

…Nevermind.

When the glitched trainer had stopped tickling for a moment, Grey went silent. He refused to even turn around to show the blushing on his embarrassed face as he did not expect his friend to nearly find out that fast.

Glitchy’s face expression changes as he slowly removes his arm away from his neck. “…Grey?” He asks, a slight worried tone in his voice. Was it something he said? Did he go a little too far?

Out of nowhere, he feels something lightly brush against his other arm, flinching for a split-second before looking down to only see his red and white cap being offered to him by Grey still looking away.

Glitchy chuckles a bit before accepting it, tossing it onto the nearby couch afterwards. “Is this true?”

“…Is what true?”

“You know what I mean.”

The two stood in silence for about 13 seconds or so as Glitchy patiently waited for Grey to look at him while the bootleg trainer had his arms crossed.

Eventually, he finally does, turning his head to reveal his pink blushing face.

Glitchy wheezes, nearly falling into laughter at the immediate sight. “It’s not funny… I’m just gonna go get me somethin’ to eat.” Grey grumbled before departing to the kitchen, not bothering to hear anything else from the glitched trainer.

All of a sudden, a hand dragged him back without giving him enough time to react before he got pinned to the floor.

“You can do that after you’ve learned your lesson.” Glitchy moves the boy’s arms up for better access to his spot before shaping his hands into claws, nearing them towards the armpits.

“W-wait! G.R, waHAHAHAHAIT-!” Grey pleaded but began flailing about once those hands made contact.

“Wait for what? Speak up kid, because I can’t really understand ya.” Glitchy teased. As surprising as it looked, even the mischievous tickle monster couldn’t take what he dishes out. The bootleg trainer would’ve given up sooner when the tickling began, but nope, he wanted to experience it more and he secretly loved it.

“NAhaHAhaT THEHEheHEhere! Ihi’m- *snort* Ihi’m sohohor- GAAHAhaHAhaHAHA!” The glitched trainer moved underneath his Pokéball t-shirt before shaking his claw-posed hand on Grey’s stomach, interrupting his sentence.

“Your name is actually ‘Sorry’? Heheh, wonder who ran out of enough ideas to call you that.” He jokes.

“IHIHI’M TRYING TOhoHO SaY THA- *snort* THAHAT IHI APOHOLIGIZE FOHOR TAKING YOHOHOUR HAHAHAT!” He slammed his palm on the floor while attempting to hide his face with the other hand.

However, Glitchy chooses to be evil just for the sake of it and targets the exposed armpit, preventing him from doing anything else to flee. “You sure you actually apologize?”

“YEHEheHES! JUHUST FOHORGET ABOUT- BWAhaHAHAhaHA!” Grey was unable to say more at this point.

“Apology accepted.” The glitched trainer stops, allowing Grey to breathe for a minute.

“…Thahahank *pant, pant* you…” Rubbing his stomach to cease the phantom tickles, he carefully got up (with help from Glitchy).

“You’re still a bully, though.” Grey said before a hand was placed on his hair.

“I’m already aware, kid.”

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End

[hallows-evening]

I LIVE! :D

HAII SKATERBEETLE FIC PART TWO!!!!! (first part here!) ^^ I'm so sorry for my multiple hiatuses (hiatusi??) but... I return finally with a fic :3 (and hopefully soon finish the art requests I've been getting, don't think ive been ignoring you guys!! I see em and they're gonna get done next hehe >:3 feeling... ✨ motivated ✨)

Bit of a long one, but mostly because I had fun with it (I love their dynamic..) ^w^ enjoy!!

Pest is being anxious and avoidant today, so Infected decides to help cheer him up (and to finally get his revenge)!

⚠️ This is a tickle fic, if that makes you uncomfortable then move on!! <3⚠️

NSFW / PROSHIP / FETISH DNI

🍂 Ler!Infected, Lee!Pest

"Hello :D!" Infected quickly ran into the elevator, almost frantically as he avoids the infected parts and right after he enters, the elevator doors close. He was almost too late! He let out a quick breath of relief, wiping his nose clean. His allergies were acting up today, and it was getting annoying.

He looked around the elevator, his eyes instantly finding themself on his boyfriend across the elevator: Pest. His eyes lit up and he waved his hands, but was greeted with silence. It was like Pest didn't even awknowledge he was there.

Infected cleared his throat loudly, letting out a wet cough because of it and quickly rubbing his throat as if it hurt. He took in Pest's posture and noticed how they were leaning very heavily against the elevator sidebars, and Infected had a bit of worry creep onto him.

He slowly approached and tapped Pest's shoulder, and Pest instantly snapped his head up in surprise, whipping around to look at Infected, who was smiling up at them.

"Are u doin' okay, Pesty?" Infected tilted his head up at him, taking note of how tired and disheveled Pest's appearance looked. It seemed to him like he hadn't slept in days. Which was probably an exaggeration on his part, but still.

Pest responded with a soft grumble, turning away and leaning against the elevator wall again. Infected frowned, the worry, along with frustration, growing the more Pest seemed to avoid him. He hated when they got like this, since it usually meant something was wrong.

Infected huffed. "Well, be a lil grumpbug then." He crossed his arms and pouted, moving back across the elevator and leaning up against the wall, keeping his eyes on Pest.

They stayed quiet the entire ride, and after around 20 minutes the elevator dinged once again, but this time Pest quickly got off, leaving with such haste that Infected barely even registered they left.

He ran after Pest, letting out a surprised "H3Y!". Pest stopped and turned around, growling at Infected, making him stop in his tracks.

"Leave me alone, will you? I have things I need to do." they chittered, his red eyes glaring at Infected. He took note of the small wince he made, and felt a tiny bit of guilt, but it was instantly brushed off.

Infected backed away, intertwining his fingers together nervously. "O-okay. Meet bacc up at ur place l8r, then?" He sneezed weakly, a bit of glitchy snot coming out of his nose, which he quickly went to wipe up before it got too messy.

Pest watched him wipe the snot away, his eyes narrowing. They turned away and waved their hand dismissively, letting out a quiet "I do not care." before walking off.

Infected stood there for a minute, before turning back. The elevator was gone. He was quiet for a second before stomping his foot and yelling "G0D ######!"

A few hours later...

Pest entered through his home's door, hissing as his horns got snagged on the door frame because of his haste. Infected heard the noise and peeked up over the back of Pest's couch, letting out a quick sneeze as the dust kicked back up from the door.

"Look who is fiiiiinally bacc!" Infected let out a quiet giggle as he watched Pest walk towards him, not caring about the pissed off look he was receiving. He heard a small grumble escape Pest, before their eyes softened, their face now looking exhausted, all traces of anger gone.

Infected's smile disappeared at that sudden change and he got up, arms extended as if he were about to hug Pest, but not going any further in fear he would upset them more. "How's meh buggy doin'?"

A growl in response. Pest went past Infected and went to his bedroom, leaving Infected with his arms wide. Infected huffed and lowered them, thoughts running through his head about what to do to make Pest feel better.

Baking? They looked too tired for that, might set the kitchen on fire. Snuggling? Infected would like that, Pest might not if they're this upset. Then a memory popped up in his head, which gave him an idea. He'd probably get a few bites and claws for this little plan, but honestly, he'd been meaning to get his revenge anyways, regardless of the price.

Infected quietly followed in Pest's footsteps to the bedroom, peeking in. Pest was laying on the bed, eyes staring up at the ceiling. He had nothing but shorts and a t-shirt on, his hoodie and pants thrown in random spots as if he didn't care where they would end up after taking them off.

Infected knocked on the door, Pest didn't respond, so he used that opportunity to walk in, closing the door behind him. He scooted over to the bed and got on it next to Pest, looking down at him. "...Bad day?"

Pest looked up at him, letting out a small grunt in response. Infected smiled and got closer, wrapping Pest into a tight embrace. Pest sighed and leaned into Infected. Which that simple gesture told him it was safe to do his plan.

Infected quietly trailed his fingers across Pest's arms, almost basically massaging them as he used his nails to get into the small grooves. Pest sighed softly, relaxing against him, stretching their arms out so Infected could get to them easier.

Then he struck. Infected's fingers the moment Pest stretched his arms out went to scribble in the small space right between both sets of his arms, knowing that was a weak point. And it instantly got Pest going.

They squirmed frantically, grabbing at Infected's hands as they scrunched their face up, mandibles clicking together rapidly. They were struggling not to laugh, which made Infected want to try more.

"I'm gonna getchu!" Infected teased playfully, moving down to scratch his fingers across Pest's belly, even moving his shirt out of the way to get to his skin easier. Pest let out a high-pitched snort and kicked his legs in response, bringing them up in a vain attempt to protect himself.

Infected instantly took notice of this and adjusted himself to sit on Pest's legs. "Oooh no u don't!" He smirked at Pest's semi-shocked face as he went back to Pest's sides, earning a few small giggles as they slipped out of Pest against his will.

Pest was squirming around frantically underneath Infected, the bedsheets scrunching up in his struggles. "Infected!" He hissed out, more giggles escaping his mouth as he glared up at him, a goofy smile stuck on his face.

Infected tilted his head, cooing and moving his hands away from Pest's sides to cup his face, smiling at him as Pest's cheeks turned a deep crimson. "I'm just gettin' a little revenge!" He grinned. "U hav been a pain in da [Content Deleted] aaall day, I'm just helping out a bit!"

He giggled as Pest let out a growl at that, and he pushed Pest up into a sitting position. Infected started placing quick little kisses across Pest's neck, letting out a couple laughs along with Pest as they jerked away, laughing like crazy. "DOHOHON'T!!"

Infected shook his head, chuckling as he used his weight to pin Pest down as he brought his hands up to gently claw at the sides of their neck, being rewarded with a loud snort, a yell, and quite a lot of hysteric laughter.

Pest shook his head, pushing his shoulders up like it would do anything to deter Infected (which it didn't.) Instead, Infected blew a raspberry against their neck, flinching slightly when a shriek erupted from Pest and they pushed forward, nearly knocking Infected off.

Pest's entire body felt like it was being shocked with every touch Infected gave his neck, and he could feel his energy leaving rapidly as he let out all his laughter. He didn't want to admit it, but he was having fun, even enjoying it as he could feel Infected's affection through his tickling. It was definitely taking away all his stress, that's for sure.

After a few more minutes, Pest's laughter started getting wheezier and weaker, to which Infected instantly noticed and stopped his tickling, placing one last little kiss against Pest's neck before pulling away and flopping down on the bed next to him.

"Feel any better?" Infected moved himself underneath one of Pest's arms and snuggled up to them, moving their (now messy) hair out of the way. Pest breathed heavily, not responding in any way for a solid minute before gulping and nodding their head, snuggling Infected back.

Infected smiled at that and lifted his head up, placing a gentle kiss on Pest's cheek, closing his eyes as he laid his head against Pest's shoulder. Pest exhaled softly and closed his eyes as well, exhaustion finally overtaking him, feeling warm and safe as Infected held him in an embrace.

After a good while, Infected heard soft snores coming from Pest, and he smiled, letting himself try to get some rest with him, in which he finally did.

[custom-pronoun-pins]

[ID: Ten images with the same background. The background is made up of dark blue, purple, black, and some red and orange, that is swirled together like paint or smoke, with glitter overlaid.

White font that looks like it was painted on with a paintbrush says, ���My pronouns are”, followed by different pronoun sets for each image.

The pronouns in order are:

de/ir, deq/dir,

dre/aras, ey/em,

ghost/ghosts, he/him,

 hea/ler, hey/hem,

hir/ti, and hy/hym.

End ID.]

Calling these the “Spacedust” pronoun pins for future reference.

Link for the background

And link for the font (Though it seems a bit glitchy on my computer)

This post will link you to the rest of the pronouns with this design!

Feel free to use for icons, headers, moodboards, ect, as long as you aren’t on the DNI in my pinned post.

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[feathers-of-fluff]

blake non-tk and tk headcanons i keep in my basement!!

headcanons under the cut

all of this is sfw, NSFW DNI!!

> non-tk headcanons <

• extremely unintelligent and absentminded at many times. blake was somewhat born with only possibly 0.1 braincells which is… pretty confusing, but red does get used to this information. he does rarely become smart though

• due to huge lack of braincells, blake sometimes acts like a cat/dog. it doesn’t happen alot, however it sort of might when his friends least expect it

• very hyperactive and has ADHD. blake goes around stealing hats from red and such others except for glitchy most of the time

• blake has a blank look on his face every time he gets lost in thought or is thinking about grilled cheese

• blake sometimes wears his blue scarf he got for his birthday when turning 13 (currently, he’s 18). you’ll pretty much see him wearing it all the time during winter!!

• best friends with gold, frenemies with freakachu. blake used to be afraid of him since he was aggressive from when he and red survived, but this time he no longer does now that freakachu became pretty friendly. still kinda hates him because he’d keep biting him just to be annoying and stuff

• heavy sleeper because i said so!! so yeah, he snores alot when asleep

• has never went to school back in his younger ages for some reason… odd, right? also terrible at singing, so voice cracks and him going off-tune are noticeable. but he tries to hide it to avoid embarrassing himself

• has a shiny cyndaquil he got from an egg named taffy and he loves him,,,

• rarely ever sleepwalks, but bad things may possibly happen anytime soon so his friends try to wake him up

• scatters away often, so gray keeps an eye on him to prevent him from causing anymore unintentional chaos

> tk headcanons <

LEE

• extremely ticklish boi,,

• cannot stand being teased, making everything else all worse (better) for him

• stomach area, 10/10 worst spot. he’ll start snorting once you go there and it’s just adorable

• if you want some giggles here and there, go for either his ears or the palm of his hand. complete melt spots

• blake’s neck is basically the best spot for raspberries, and sometimes he squeals when you even get the back of his knees

• unable to say the t-word and will deny the fact that he’s ticklish

• squirms a bit whenever the ler wrecks his sides or ribs while cackling

• CERTIFIED LEE….

LER

• very rarely a ler. but whenever blake gets this mood out of nowhere, he simply gets the chance to tickle back the others as revenge

• will poke the lee all over to simply mess with or annoy them

• but if they really want tickles, then he’ll gladly accept their request before doing his thing

• can’t really tease but will say to the lee this: “you sure are liking this, huh? i knew you would!”

• usually gives the lee raspberries but not all the time

• will make sure to give the lee some breaks if they need one, but they have to remind him sometimes because he’s pretty forgetful

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see you later, guys!!