#ler!tom

[valiantphantomangel]

Since you write for avengers actors can you please do Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston X Teen Reader where she plays Thor and Loki’s little sister and during filming one of them accidentally tickle her but play it off. After directors cut they both question her about it and she denies but they tickle her anyway and Reader ends up being WAY more ticklish than Chris and Tom thought?

On screen brother's discovery.

How you got here was beyond you, on a marvel set, next to freaking Tom Hiddleston and Chris Hemsworth, in full costume which was Asgardian style dress and in front of a whole camera crew.

"Do you really have to toss me around for this scene"? You ask nervously as you fidget with your sleeve.

"Aww don't worry darling we'll catch you" Tom said with a smile as he ruffled your hair to which you slapped his hand away.

"yeah don't worry little one" Chris said as he laughed and got into position.

"And action"! The director yelled and you sprinted away like the script said, the other two not far behind.

"Now now little sister, where are you off to in such a hurry" Tom said in a very Loki matter as he caught up with you and picked you up with ease.

"Ahhh Loki! Put me down" you screeched as you hang in his arms.

"As you wish" he shrugged and tossed you over to Chris.

"That was not what I meant"!! You yelled with a short scream as Chris tossed you back to Tom.

When his hands caught you, he accidentally grazed your sides causing you to let out a surprised giggle with a squeak.

Luckily nobody seemed to notice it (how very naive of you) and you all finished the scene.

"So what was that little giggle that I heard from you hmm"? Tom said casually as you enter the break room to get something to eat.

"W-what" you stutter caught off guard as you turn around to grab your lunch.

"Yeah i heard something too" Chris said as he tapped his chin in thought "You wouldn't be... Ticklish would you?"

"What! N-no that's ridiculous" You said way too quickly.

It was quiet for a minute before you suddenly heard Tom whisper from behind you "You are a horrible liar darling" and trapped you in a bear hug, pulling you to the ground so your back was flush against his chest.

You tried to keep hidden how flustered you were but that all went straight out the window when Tom spidered over your tummy.

Immediately you threw your head back crackling and trashed around, Chris gave a booming laugh and sat down in front of you while grabbing your ankles and dragging his nails over the sole of your foot since you weren't wearing your shoes.

"AHHH GUYS STOP ITHIHIHIHI" you giggled your head off as you squirmed in Tom's hold who in return only held you tighter and blew a raspberry in your neck, you quickly pulled your shoulders up with a laugh.

"My my you really are quite ticklish aren't you dear"? Tom cooed as he squeezed your sides.

"I thought you were ticklish little one but I didn't expect you to be this sensitive" Chris laughed as he spidered up and down your feet, which tickled like hell.

"AHHAHHAHAH" by this point you couldn't even think of anything to say and just surrendered, laughing your breath away.

They slowed down a little so you could get some air as giggles flowed off your lips.

"Norns your absolutely adorable sweetheart" Tom smiled as he pulled you up so you were laying in his lap still breathless from their 'innocent' torture.

"What is it with you and nicknames"? You giggled as you cuddled into him while Chris came to sit next to you two and made an attempt to braid your hair.

"Oh you know you love it" Tom laughed.

"Just so you know, we are never going to let this go" Chris said with a smirk.

"Nooooooo" you whined playfully.

"Yesssss, be happy we didn't tell the rest of the cast yet about your cute little weakness" he said with a grin before pulling you up from the ground "come on we still have some scenes to finish".

You three walked out of the break room, but not before you grabbed your lunch (food is very important), and went on with the rest of the scenes.

Needless to say not much got done that day.

[random-tickle-stuff]

Hi Hi! I saw you do X Readers? Would you be alright with writing a romantic fic with Tom x reader (I'd prefer Fem but do what makes you comfortable ofc) maybe something like reader accidentally spills Cola on Tomee Bear and Tom gets back at them somehow?~. Take your time, drink water, and thanks for keeping this fandom fed :3

So sorry this took so long! I didn't even see the ask for a while ^^'

And sure! I'd love too >:3

Revenge

Lee: fem!reader

Ler: Tom

Ship: Tom x Reader

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You were hanging out with your boyfriend Tom in his room, just relaxing and having some drinks.

At one point while talking to him you accidentally dropped your drink, spilling it all over the bed and his little teddy tomee bear as well.

"Hey! Be careful!" Tom quickly said, reacting quickly to try and dry his beloved teddy.

"Sorry!" You tried to apologize, but the damage had been done.

Tom was able to mostly dry the bear, but the poor little guy was still pretty soaked and Tom was rather upset.

He walked back over to you, arms crossed and his brow furrowed that clearly showed how upset he was.

Before you could even react he suddenly smirked and pushed you back down onto the bed, getting on top of you and starting to tickle the shit out of your sides and ribs.

You started laughing almost immediately and tired tickle fight back but he was surprisingly good at this depsite being really short.

"Should've been more careful babe!" He said with a small chuckle, continuing his attack for a good few minutes.

When he finally stopped, He smiled down at you tenderly. He couldn't help it! You were just so pretty when you laughed like that.

"You're gonna be the death of me, ya know that?" He joked, giving you a kiss on the cheek and pulling you close. He rubbed your sides gently, trying to help you recover from the tingles left over on your sides.

The two of you spent the rest of the night cuddled up together. With tomee bear as well if course.

[trashyswitch]

Day 27: Non-Human Parts

Tom Nook comes over to Nook's Cranny, to see how the twins are doing. When talking about their day, Tommy brings up a funny story, that Timmy isn't nearly as fond of...This, naturally, leads to a bunch of tomfoolery.

I FINISHED THE LAST TICKLETOBER FANFIC! I'M DONE DAY 31! I'M DONE! I'm gonna get them all uploaded here, probably right now so I can get them done and out of the way. HALLELUJAH! WOOOO! I'm so glad I got them done! And during exams, no less! I hope you all enjoy!

Tom Nook opened the door to the Nook’s Cranny, and looked up to see the twins. “Hello Timmy, hello Tommy.” Tom greeted. 

“Hi Nook!” Both the twins greeted him. 

“How was work?” Timmy asked. 

“Work went well. [Player] paid off the loan!” Tom reacted. 

“That’s great!” Both the twins responded. 

“We sold 8 things today!” Tommy declared. 

“We sold 3 items from the display, and 5 items from the cabinet.” Timmy told Tom. 

“That’s good to hear.” Tom reacted. “Did [Player] have anything to sell?” 

Timmy and Tommy looked at each other, before nodding their heads. “Yeah…[Player] sold 71 items today, making a total of 144,390 bells today.” Timmy told Tom. 

“Wonderful to hear, yes, yes.” Tom responded. 

“[Player] told us that they went on a plane ride with Wilber today.” Tommy admitted. 

“Oh really?” Tom responded. 

“Yeah! And [Player] even ran into Gulliver.” Timmy admitted. 

“Gulliver? Again?” Tom looked at Timmy and Tommy, confused. “What happened to him this time?” He asked. 

“The same thing that happens every time.” Timmy told him. “He fell overboard.” 

“Well, I figured that. But…how?” Tom asked next. 

Tommy giggled. “He and his crewmates got into a tickle fight, and he fell overboard!” He explained. 

“Oh goodness…” Tom muttered. “Well, that is a story, indeed.” He admitted. 

“It’s the funniest story so far.” Tommy admitted. 

“Falling overboard is funny to you?” Timmy asked. 

“No…But being tickled into falling overboard is pretty funny, hehe!” Tommy admitted. 

“Is it?” Tom smiled and sat down at the stool behind the cash register. 

“A little bit.” Tommy admitted. 

Timmy cleared his throat. “Tommy…” Timmy turned to look at his brother. “Imagine running around the boat, just having a tickle fight…and then next thing you know, you’re in the water.” Timmy described. 

“That sounds so fun!” Tommy reacted.

“Fun?” Tom asked with a smile, just watching the two twins debate. 

“No way…that doesn’t sound fun to me.” Timmy admitted. 

“Well…It could be because Tommy likes swimming and you don’t.” Tom explained to Timmy. 

“It’s not about the swimming…” Timmy admitted. 

“Oh?” Tom tilted his head. 

Tommy leaned closer to his twin brother. “Is it the tickle-tickle-tickles?” Tommy teased, wiggling his paws. 

Timmy squeaked and covered his snout. “Nooooo!” He whined. 

“What’s wrong, Timmy?” Tommy asked. “Is someone…scared?” He teased, gasping and cupping his own cheeks. 

“Tommy…” Tom warned. 

“What? I’m telling the truth!” Tommy reacted. “And the truth is…Timmy’s ticklish~” Tommy teased, wiggling his paws at him again. 

“Tommy, stop!” Timmy whined.

“But Tommy, you’re not telling the truth in a nice way.” Tom told him. 

“Yeah! So stop it!” Timmy ordered. 

Tommy smirked and poked his side. “Boop!” 

“eEEK! TOMMY!” Timmy growled and took off towards him. 

Sensing that Timmy was trying to get him, Tommy took off running the other way. “aAH!” He shrieked and ran away from him in a circle. “NO!” 

“Can’t take what you dish out, Tommy?” Tom asked him, smirking a little. 

“Tom, NO!” Tommy yelled as he kept running from his twin brother. 

“Get back here!” Timmy yelled, before tackling him down. “Gotcha!”

“Timmy!” Tommy yelped and squealed as his belly was attacked. “DOHON’T! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” Tommy begged. 

“Oh wow…He really can’t.” Tom muttered, surprised. 

“Yeah! It’s because he’s so much more ticklish than me!” Timmy admitted. “BEHEHE QUIHIHIET!” Tommy yelled. 

“Nah…I don’t think I will~” Timmy declared, tickling his belly with both of his claws. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo~” He teased. 

“TIHIHIHIMMYYY!” Tommy squealed and shook his head. “STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT!” 

“Stop what?” Timmy asked, giggling.

“STAHAHAP TIHICKLING MEEHEHEHEE!” Tommy laughed and tried to get away. But when he turned himself over, he lost his footing and fell onto his bottom. “Ow…” Tommy muttered for a moment…Only for Timmy to go RIGHT BACK to tickling. “NonONOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHA!” Tommy leaned back to the ground, and cackled in a super high-pitched voice. 

“Oh my…” Tom stared as Timmy completely wrecked his twin brother. “P-Perhaps we can pause this fight and head back home?” Tom asked them. 

“No way!” Timmy declared. “This is so much fun!” He told Tom rather happily. 

“It might be for you…” Tom told him. “But what about Tommy?” 

“Tommy said that being tickled is funny!” Timmy admitted. “And…I can see it now. It IS pretty funny!” Timmy admitted. 

“He meant in the context of being tickled and falling overboard.” Tom told him. 

Timmy looked at Tommy. “Did you really mean it like that?” Timmy asked him. 

“HAHAHA- YEHEHEHES!” Tommy admitted. 

“Alright! Then I’m allowed to tickle him!” Timmy declared before moving his paws up to his ears. 

“eeEEEEHEEHEEEK! NOHO EEEHEHEHEEARS!” Tommy whined and tried to cover up his ears, but to no avail. 

“But I want to!” Timmy declared. “Your giggles are really funny!” Timmy admitted next. 

“Are they even giggles at this point?” Tom asked him. 

“I mean, yeah. What else could they be?” Timmy asked. 

“They sound more like squeals by this point.” Tom admitted. “Hmmm…Nah.” Timmy traced one finger up the back of his brother’s little raccoon ear. This made a big, high-pitched squeal leave the poor twin’s mouth. Timmy looked at Tom proudly. “Now THAT is a Tommy squeal!” He declared. 

Tom chuckled and shook his head. He didn’t expect Timmy to be such a mischievous raccoon! I mean, Tom knew all too well how playful Tommy can be, but Timmy? He’s used to Timmy taking a back seat to the showmanship and helping with the behind-the-scenes stuff of the business. So to say Tom Nook was impressed by his charisma, would be understating it. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE HEHEHELP!” Tommy yelled. “IHIHI’M SOHOHORRYYYY!” 

“Sorry for what?” Timmy asked him casually. “FOHOHOR TEEHEHEASING YOHOHOHOU!” Tommy shouted back. 

“Hmmmm…” Timmy looked Tommy up and down, and slowly smirked. “Nah.” He shoved his paws into his underarms. “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet.” 

Tom widened his eyes as an exclamation point went off over his head. “Oh my…You’re really not forgiving him?” Tom asked him. 

“Well, why would I?” Timmy asked. 

“He just apologized to you. Maybe a little mercy would be nice.” Tom told him. 

“Do you know how many times Tommy has apologized to me, only for him to go right back to the same stupid pranks?” Timmy asked Tom. “I’m not forgiving him that easily.” 

Tom smirked and walked up. “Then let me help.” He spoke up. 

Timmy and Tommy both looked at Tom, surprised. 

“NO!” Tommy shouted. 

“Wait, really?! You wanna help?!” Timmy asked him, sounding excited. 

“Well…” Tom gently picked up Tommy. “At least let me get him off your back.” Tom told him. 

“NO, NO, NO! UNFAIR! UN-” Tommy’s words quickly paused the moment he saw his paws touch the floor. “-fair…” Tommy looked up as Tom let go of him. “What-?” 

“Wait, WHAT?!” Timmy screeched as he was suddenly picked up by Tom Nook, and tickled all over his neck and ears. “eeEEEHEEHEHEHEHEE!” Timmy squealed. 

“Now THAT is a REAL squeal!” Tom declared. “This appears to be my first time hearing such a sound leave your mouth.” Tom reacted. 

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Timmy yelled. 

“Oh, yes-yes. Indeed it is.” Tom admitted. 

“Wow…Thanks Tom!” Tommy reacted, somewhat surprised by his involvement. “No problem, Tommy.” He responded. “Now, how ticklish is this little neck of yours?” Tom asked the boy, going for the back of Timmy’s neck next. “NonoNOHOHOHAHAHA! BAHAHAHA!” Timmy’s ears flopped back slightly as he tried to hide his neck. “TOM PLEEEHEEEHEEEHEEASE!” 

“Poor little baby…Can’t handle what you dish out, hmm?” Tom teased. 

And that is exactly why the shop ended up closing half an hour later than expected. 

[auroras-blog37]

Hi! Noticed your requests were open! :]

May I request either Peter Parker or Loki tickle headcannons! Whichever you’d prefer to do, I’d love to hear your thoughts on em! 💕

Of course! Thank you so much for requesting :)

Peter Parker Headcanons:

Lee:

The type of person to curl into a ball and just giggle

Secretly likes being tickled but would never admit it for the sake of his sanity

I feel like he would try to provoke you to tickle him

Very flustered to teasing

A mixture of a Giggler and Cackler

Peter is a 50/50 when it comes to tickling, he likes being tickled but also likes to tickle people

His ‘Peter Tingle’ going off when your fingers go near him

Ticklish Spots would probably be his waist, ribs, and neck

Ler:

Peter loves your laugh so he definitely tickles you whenever he feels like

Would get flustered at teasing you but does it anyway because it effects you more

He likes to use wake up tickles or tickle hugs

Gets butterflies at the sound of your laughter

You dare make fun of Star Wars or his Lego or any of his dorky interests he will tickle you

Uses both soft and rough tickles

If you make any funny noises like squeals, squeaks, snorts or anything he will definitely laugh at you

If you get pouty or annoyed after he tickles you he’ll give you a mock of sympathy and hug you

[tobysbliss]

kinda wanna blow raspberries on someones neck & once i stop to take a breath i just whisper “tickletickletickle” in their ear

and then i’ll grin as i see how flustered they get, cooing at their blushing face and the way they’re so taken aback

[gamequeenanya]

Terry's Tickle Monster (OC fic)

Summary: Terry Johnson was 23. He was a handsome man of German descent. He had thick brown hair, green eyes, and wore rectangle glasses. He was 6'2 with a healthy body weight. The only problem was that Terry was the type who kept to himself, the sort who didn't let much light into his life. Can a monster Terry hadn't seen since his childhood help him see the worthiness in himself and let his inner light shine?

(Content warning: Tickle fic, tentacles (non-sexual).) (My first OC tickle story! Yes, I wrote this before "Skylar's Dragon"! If people like this or the other story, I may write sequels! :))

…

The light of the phone screen made Terry squint his jade green eyes. He immediately switched to dark mode.

He was trying to read fanfiction of his favourite series, "Bendy and the Ink Machine." This one was about Henry finally getting out of the loop he was in.

Terry read through the fanfic and sighed. It was a well written story, but it was as of yet not updated. He thought he may as well read it anyway but was prepared for the cliffhanger it would end on.

There was a shuffle in Terry's closet. He didn't pay it any mind. Probably their orange cat Kimberly having snuck into his room again. He smiled to himself, remembering the cuteness of his cat.

He kept reading the story, but couldn't help notice the shuffles in the closet seemed more like someone was digging through his clothes. Rolling his eyes, he put down his phone, and walked over.

His closet seemed perfectly normal as he looked through it. Nothing was in there.

"Weird," he said as he turned back to go read his story.

Picking up the phone, he read a little more. He was almost at the end of the chapter.

Then he heard something stomp under his bed. Fear spiked through him.

"H-hello…? Anyone there?" He called out.

No answer.

Suddenly the monster came at him, wiggling its black tentacles at him from the ceiling. He shrieked and fell back onto the bed, pulling his covers up to his nose.

The tentacled monster waved at him and smiled, showing its shark-like teeth.

"Terry! Hi!" the monster said, and made itself upright, sitting on his bed. "How are you, kiddo? It's been so long!"

"Tom?!" Terry said, not believing his eyes. "B-but you're not real! Y-you're-"

He cut himself off to just stare at the monster he'd thought was imaginary this whole time.

"Hm? Oh, well usually we monsters don't visit our kids after they grow up. So everyone looks back at us as imaginary creatures they made up as children. But this was an emergency, and I've come to intervene!"

"Huh? W-what's going on?" Terry said, concerned. He was still not over the shock of his childhood tickle monster being real.

"We've got a case of serious grumpiness that I've come to remedy." He said with a smile. He wiggled his tentacles.

"What?" Terry said, with a nervous giggle. "Hehheheh-! Y-you don't mean…?"

"I do. Now Terry, come tell me what's troubling you."

Terry looked over at his phone with dreary eyes, and back at Tom.

"It's a long story…"

Tom frowned and shook his head. "Come here."

Though Terry was grown up now, he found comfort in Tom. He shifted closer to him, and smiled up at him.

"I don't know… I was kind of a jerk. I mean, I feel like a jerk…"

Listening carefully, Tom put a tentacle around Terry's shoulders.

"It was at a co-worker's retirement party. There was a blonde girl there. She wore a purple dress. She didn't wear any makeup, but she seemed kind and optimistic."

"Aww, she sounds nice. So what happened?" He said, curiously.

"Uhh… well…" Terry said, thinking it over. "I was kind of awkward when me and my dad talked to her and her mom. They knew my uncle, and they asked me why I wasn't at his bake sale charity event. I told them it wasn't my style, and I don't know… She seemed a bit disappointed in me."

"Oh? So then what happened?"

"Well, nothing much. I saw there was this bean bag game people were playing. I played a couple times, but my dad was better at it than me… and the girl was a lot more athletic. She was out there for a while, playing it over and over."

"Okay. So did anything else happen?"

He shrugged.

"There was this group gathering. I guess we had a toast, and some food, and then we went home. That's all there is to it."

Tom looked at him sadly.

"So what was the problem here?"

Terry shook his head.

"Well… maybe I should have gone to my uncle's event for charity. He's a nice guy and he's always supported me, so it would be nice to support him in return. Even if the event isn't really my style." He pondered. "I guess, maybe dad was right… Doing stuff you don't always want to do builds character." He smiled a little, the nostalgia of helping his father with his woodworking shining in his eyes.

"Exactly!" Tom said, supporting him in his decision.

"Another thing is, I feel like people at work don't really like me much." Terry sighed. "I delivered some of our supplies to the wrong place. It's my own fault, but I don't really know if I can fix it." He admitted.

"Well, you know what can fix a glum face?" Tom said. Terry then giggled, shifting away.

"Heheheheh! A-already?" He braced himself, ready for the attack. His usual low baritone voice pitched up a bit higher. Tom smiled mischevously and scooped him up in his tentacles. He used two of them to tickle his underarms, making Terry shriek with laughter. "HEEHEHEHHEHEEEEHEHEEHHEHEHHEHEEHEHEHEHHEEHHEHEEEE!!"

"Goodness gracious! You are still as ticklish as before!" Tom teased. He used two more tentacles to sweep up and down his sides.

"HAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHP!" Terry cried, wiggling his body every which way, but still unable to get away because of the way the tentacles held his limbs. Some of the tentacles supported his torso too, and one of them decided to target his back and slide up and down his spine. "WHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAAAA! NOHOHOHOOT THERE!"

Tom was feeling rather playful, but he wanted to listen so Terry could feel safe with him. He stopped tickling the spine, and moved to support it instead. His other tentacles tickled his ribs, making sure to slip and slide in a way that felt extra tickly.

"HAHAHAAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAAA! WHY THAHAHAHAHAT?!" Terry shrieked. He felt giddy and carefree like this, the memory of his relatives tickling him coming back. He hadn't been tickled since he was 13, so it was quite the surprise. "HEHEHEHEHEHEEHEEE! C-COME OHOHOHOON!"

Juxtaposing his tentacles, he wiggled them under Terry's shirt to circle his belly from opposite sides. This made him wiggle and shriek even more.

"HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAAAHAAAAHAHAAA! WHY THAHAHAHAHAT?!"

"Because it's fun!" Tom giggled. Two more tentacles came and gently squeezed his hips.

"HAAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAAA! WHYHHYHYHHHY?!"

Deciding Terry probably needed a break, Tom stopped. Terry breathed heavily.

"Hee hheee heheheeh hehehe hehee…!" Terry giggled as he gasped for air.

"How was that, huh?"

Terry managed to calm his breathing and looked up at Tom.

"Heh… Y-you forgot… my feet…"

Blinking his dark brown eyes, Tom then grinned.

"So, you want more?"

Terry nodded with a blush and looked away. Seeing Terry's blush, Tom giggled to himself.

"We don't have to continue right away." He reminded him. Terry just huffed.

"Well… Uh… I-I want to."

Tom pulled him into his tentacles again. This time he let Terry rest on his bed while he went at it. Carefully, he lifted his black hoodie and shirt until he saw his ribs. He carefully slid his tentacles under the hoodie and slid his tentacles up his ribs until he rested them in his armpits. He moved them slightly, getting Terry to chortle.

Carefully, Tom's other tentacles removed Terry's shoes. They carefully slipped his socks off as well.

"Are you ready? By the way, I might get your belly again, so don't be surprised."

Terry just giggled in anticipation.

"Heh! I-I won't be-!"

Quickly, Tom used two tentacles to go at his belly, and two more to sweep across his soles. This sent Terry into a ticklish flurry. He wiggled all around the bed but couldn't get away because of the two tentacles that held his wrists, and two more that held his ankles.

"HEEHEHEHEHEHHEHHEEEEHEEE!!" He laughed hard as the tentacles on his belly moved from his stomach, up to his ribs, and swept close to his sides. He squealed as one of them found his belly button, wiggling its way inside. Meanwhile, the tentacles at his feet slid into his arches, going at them rapidly. "HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEASE!"

It felt like torture, but he didn't want it to stop.

"HAHHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHAAHAHHAA! WHYHHYHYHHYHYHYY?!" He squealed, as the tentacles moved to trace his toes on one foot, and slide between them on the other foot. Meanwhile, the tentacles at his stomach swirled in circles again, getting close to his sides, and then quickly moving again, one sliding and then swirling in his belly button and the other sliding back and forth along his mid-back. It slowly went down to his lower back, and then slid up again.

Soon Terry was hanging half-way off the bed, his stomach stretched in a vulnerable way.

Tom didn't let up. He let go of Terry's wrists and held his hips instead, trying to pull him up. The tentacle at his belly button didn't let up, and was able to tickle between the skin folds all the way to the back, which made Terry feel ticklish in a way he'd never felt before. His entire tummy felt ticklish tingles go through it. Terry squealed, his fluffy brown hair getting tossed all about. He was about to cry for mercy, when something else caught his attention.

"HEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEEEHEHEHEHEEEE!! MY GLASSES! HEEHEHEHEHEHHEEEEE!! PLEASE! MY GLASSES!"

They were about to fall off his face.

Tom stopped, and pulled him up, using one tentacle to save his glasses. He put them back on his face and smiled at him.

"There. How do you feel?"

Terry gasped for air, laying on the bed to catch his breath. He was still smiling, and gave a thumbs up to him. A few more moments were spent in silence as Terry caught his breath and curled up, rubbing at his stomach and feet to help the tingles go away. His face was flushed and he smiled adorably. He'd missed fun times like this with Tom.

Suddenly his phone buzzed. Picking it up, Terry saw that it was Hailey.

Groaning, he went to his messages and texted her back. Hailey was a girl who had a crush on him. Her hair was dyed bright red and she was kind of cute, with pale blue eyes. However, Terry didn't think they'd be a good match, because Terry was secretly gay.

She was one of the employees under his management. He'd shown her the ropes and helped her, and that had been enough. She'd made her crush quite obvious.

He sighed, seeing that she was just concerned about how he was feeling. He texted back that he'd be alright, he'd probably looked glum the other day.

Tom noticed Terry texting.

"Oh? Who is it?" He wondered, and looked over. Terry quickly hid his phone.

"Uhh, it's Hailey. This girl who likes me." He said.

"Oh. Interesting! So, what's she like…?" He said excitedly.

"Well, she's uh… She's nice! But uh, she doesn't know…" Looking away, he cleared his throat. "Uh, t-that I'm gay…"

"I see." Tom said. He smiled, putting his tentacle on his shoulder supportively. "Do you think she wouldn't accept you?"

Terry didn't answer, just looking away and sighing. Hailey seemed like a sweet girl, but if word got out that he was gay, his parents would probably disown him. And he was still saving up to buy a house.

"Uh, it's not that… It's just that, uh, I want to be cautious. My uh- The last person I told kind of uh, broke my trust."

Tom listened carefully.

"My previous boyfriend. He told the guys at my hockey team and they never stopped making fun of me…" He put his hand over his face. "I uh, just like to be cautious, you know?"

Tom nodded, understanding. Looking down, he noticed Terry's black painted nails. They were slightly chipped, but he hadn't picked off the paint yet.

Sitting in silence, Terry didn't move. He didn't know what to do.

Tom gently massaged his shoulders, wanting to make him feel better.

"Terry… If this girl is truly nice as you said, I'm sure she'll understand. Besides, the faster you get it over with the sooner she can move on." He said. "She's not a blabbermouth, is she?"

Shaking his head, Terry fidgeted with his hands.

"Nah, Hailey is shy. She barely talks more than she has to…"

Tom patted his shoulders.

"I think your nerves are getting to you. It'll be alright." He smiled. "I promise."

"Thank you…"

"No problem, kid…"

Things would be okay in time. Terry was glad he'd talked to someone about this, and knew if no one else had his back, Tom did. He felt loved and supported, and knew he'd have the courage to do what was needed. After all, Hailey was a nice girl and deserved to know the truth.

[End.]

[spacecadet-ticklesinspace]

Movie Shenanigans

Summary: Behind the scene shenanigans with Tom, Tobey, and Andrew :)

(I know not every enjoys tickle fics about real life people, but this cute idea came into my head and wouldn't leave :) I've had a rough past couple weeks and wanted to type this up as like a cheer up ❤️ I hope you all enjoy ❤️)

"Please Tobes?"

"No!" the older actor exclaimed as he darted into the guys dressing rooms.

"Please!"

"Noho! You're not allohowed ahany whehere near me with that thing on yohour face!"

Andrew's jaw dropped. "It's a beard and how dare you disrespect it."

"Too bad."

"Come on mate, please?" The younger man pouted. "I just want to give you some affection."

"Nu-uh!" Tobey stretched out his hand when Andrew moved closer. "Yohou knohow I can't stand yohour wiskehers!"

"You jerk! You make me sound like an old man."

"You're getting there Drew," another voice chimed in.

Andrew turned. "Shush it you!"

Sitting at one of the counters was Tom. The youngest had his phone in his hand and was half scrolling through it while half eavesdropping on the conversation.

Tom shrugged his shoulders before he was fully focused back on his phone again.

Suddenly, Tobey grinned as an idea entered his head. "Hey Andrew."

The younger man turned back to him.

"Don't get me." The older actor pointed. "Give your affection to Tom!"

The youngest's attention was suddenly drawn back to the conversation. "What?"

A grin immediately appeared on Andrew's face as he stepped over to his costar. "Yes, Tom will let me give him affection."

The youngest set down his phone. "What, like a hug?"

"Ahahawww." Andrew wrapped him in a hug. "That would be nice."

After adjusting a bit, Tom managed to wrap his arms back around his older costar.

"Aw," Tobey cooed.

This earned him a playful glare from Andrew. "Atleast someone here loves me!"

Tobey rolled his eyes. "I love you too Drew."

"No you don't!" The middle costar pulled Tom closer. "Only Tom does."

A stream of giggles came from the youngest actor as he instinctively turtled into his shoulders. Andrew's beard kept brushing against his neck. "Why wohon't yohou give him a huhug?"

"It's not the hug I'm worried about," the oldest replied.

Before Tom could ask another question, Andrew peppered a few scratchy kisses on his face.

More giggles spilled out as he pushed on his older costar's head. "Yohou're beheard!"

"Ahand thahat's why I wouldn't let him nehear."

Tom's phone clattered to the floor. "Drehew!"

"What?" Andrew purposefully rubbed his beard against his face. "I'm just giving affection!"

The youngest of the trio finally managed to pull his face away. "Yohou're affectihion ihis scratchyhy!"

"Hey! Get back here so I can love you more!"

Tom tried to squirm away in the opposite direction. "Noho! No! Tobes hehelp!"

"Oh no." The eldest squeezed Tom's side so he would squirm back the other way. "He's escaping!"

"Ah! Noho! Dohont help hihim!"

Both Andrew and Tobey shared a grin. It was fun to pick on the youngest of the trio.

"Hey!" Andrew held him in a hug. "You know we love you right?"

Tom nodded around his giggles. "Ihi just dohont lihike ticklehels."

Andrew's eyes widened. "Not like tickles?"

The youngest nodded.

Tobey gave his side a poke. "How can someone not like tickles?"

With a squeak, Tom bumped into Andrew's chest. "Thehere just soho childihish. Aren't yohou supposed toho stop being ticklish whehen yohoure older?"

"No way mate!" Andrew ruffled the youngest's hair. "My brother still makes fun of me for being ticklish."

Tobey leaned against the counter. "My ex-wife did the same thing."

Once Tom was free of Andrew's tickle hug, he quickly fixed his hair. "Zendaya thought ihit wahas great too."

The older two literally cooed, causing Tom to roll his eyes. "Sod off!"

"What's wrong?" Andrew reached to grab him. "In need of more affection?"

Immediately, the youngest ducked under his arms and, in true Peter Parkeresque fashion, promptly fell backwards on to the floor.

Both Andrew and Tobey wheezed.

Tom kicked at them both. "Shut up!"

The oldest actor held out his hand. "Yohou alright Tohom?"

As he was being pulled back up, the youngest actor gave Tobey a fake pout. "You two are soho mehean."

Andrew smirked. "If you think that was mean, yohoud better ruhun."

Tom held out a hand. "Noho, dohont even thihiIIINK! NO!

A moment later, all three actors were out the door of the dressing room.

[eunchancorner]

Hey, are you still writing for Eddsworld? Because I want some more Lee! Tom.

I saw something and it made me think of this

Ler Matt, Lee Tom

Warning: nothing

Word count: 808

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“Tom! Tom! Tom!” Matt squawked as he barreled through Tom’s door, phone in hand and attempting to be shown to the brunette.

“What is it, Matt?” he asked, finding his boyfriend’s excitement amusing as he came nearly tumbling in and flopped down onto his bed.

“I saw something online and I thought we could do it! It looked really cute!”

“Matt, I swear, if I end up holding you like an instrument again, I will tickle you again.”

“No, no, no,” the redhead assured him, “this time, I’m gonna be holding you! I’m gonna be using you like a weight for a workout! It’ll be fun!”

“A weight? Like a dumbbell? How’s that supposed to be fun?” Tom questioned.

“You’ll see! Now, lay down, straighten out, and I’ll pick you up!”

The brunette shrugged and did so, interlocking his hands above his head and straightening out as much as he could. He raised his back up a bit as he felt Matt slide his arms up under him and flopped back down atop them.

“Now I…” the tallest started before slowly lifting, grunting as Tom attempted to stay straight and stiff. Once he’d gotten him up most of the way, Matt moved one arm down to around Tom’s hips and the other around his ribcage, the brunette’s stomach facing the redhead.

“Perfect! Now we do a few reps as a check…” he muttered, before doing a few, much more easily now that he had a better grip on his boyfriend.

“Good! Now, we do the fun part!”

“And what exactly is ‘the fun part’?” Tom questioned, already growing bored of Matt keeping it from him.

“Now, I told you, you’ll see! But I think you’re realllllly gonna like it~” “Well, something I’m not liking is that tone, Matt, what are you planning?”

“Oh, nothing… Oh, one more thing! You’re gonna have to roll up your shirt.”

“What? Matt, seriously, what on Earth are you planning?”

“Oh, just do it!”

Tom rolled his eyes but pulled his shirt up just a bit. “There?”

“No, no, more, gotta show the whole belly!” Matt pushed, the brunette rolling his eyes yet again before obeying. “There you go, now we can do the fun part!”

“Mind telling me what the fun part is?” Tom requested yet again, already knowing the answer.

“Oh, right, I’ll show you! Now hold tight!”

With that, Matt began a rep, dipping Tom down a bit farther than before, prompting Tom to reach back and grab the purple sleeves of Matt’s hoodie to keep himself stable. He was held there for a moment, before the redhead slowly curled his arms back up, and, only seconds before danger, did Tom realize how close his belly was to Matt’s mouth. Unfortunately, those seconds weren’t enough to prepare.

PBBBBBBBBBBBBBT!

“AAHAHAH MAHATT NOHOHO!!” the brunette squealed as a loud raspberry was blown onto his belly, only dying down as his tall boyfriend began another rep, dipping him down. He wasn’t sure he was giggling from leftover tingles or anticipation of what he now knew was coming, but whatever it was kept him giggling the whole time. Or, at least, until Matt went to complete the second rep.

“Wahait nonononOOHOHOHO! MAHAHAHATT!!”

“Yes, Tom?” the tallest questioned innocently as he began a third rep.

“Dohohon’t! Ihit tihihickles!”

“Well, I’d think so!” he chirped, not stopping his ‘workout’, “After all, working out with normal dumbbells-” another raspberry “-has no fun aspect! It’s just boring work. And, as the saying-” yet another raspberry “-goes, ‘All work and no play makes Matt a dull boy!’”

Even though Tom could barely hear him, Matt just rambling on and on in between blowing way-too-ticklish raspberries on his belly was just so flustering for no damn reason.

“Mahatt, quihit IHIHIHIT NAHAHAHO!!” he tried to plead, fruitlessly.

“Just a few more, ok, Tom?” Matt offered, as thought the brunette had any choice in the matter.

“Fi-HIHIHINE AHAHA!!” Yet another raspberry sent him cackling midway through his reply.

And, as promised, a few more reps went by, and by the time Matt stopped, Tom was sinking into his arms with a giggly smile on his face, laughter-induced tears in his eyes and blushing all the way to his ears. Adorably enough (in Matt’s opinion, anyway) was that his belly had turned a similar shade of pink

“Awwww, you’ve got tummy blush! Why didn’t I see this before, Tom? It’s so cute!” he cooed at his currently recovering boyfriend.

“Sh.. shuhut up… youhu shut uhuhup…” he giggled out, feeling himself moving before he realized Matt had sat down and was holding him on his lap.

“Oh, fine, fine,” the redhead rolled his eyes a bit, but couldn’t keep the soft smile off his face, especially when he leaned in and gently pressed his forehead against Tom’s.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart…”

“H-Hahappy Valehentine’s Day…”

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Fluff fluff fluff fluff

[bittersweet-bumblebees]

whiteboard things

my doodlesona sip, my girlfriends doodlesona tom, and act :3

ignore the fact that

hes shirtless

[someone1348]

Everytime I watch a Spiderman movie all I think about is Lee!Peter ☺️

[valiantphantomangel]

A/n: this is my delayed Christmas gift to you all, I hope you enjoy and a happy new year 🎊 🫶.

New years shenanigans

"Y/N get out of bed, the fireworks are about to start!" Robert yelled from downstairs and you groan before pulling a pillow over your head to silence the shouting.

You and the marvel cast were invited by RDJ to spend the night at his mansion to celebrate the New Year and watch the fireworks since his mansion looked over the city.

But you being you, got tired and decided to take a nap (over sleeping and not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed) and now it was almost midnight when the fireworks would start.

"I swear to god come down now or me, Hiddleston and Evans will come and drag you down!"

"But this bed is so warm" you whined softly as you snuggled further under the blankets.

"Alright that's it" Robert yelled and you heard 3 pairs of footsteps coming upstairs, you squealed and quickly pulled the blankets over your head to hide before the door was opened.

You heard them coming closer before Tom Hiddleston ripped your blanket off and tackled you onto the bed as you tried to run away.

"Now that's not very polite Little Dove" Tom mused as Chris Evans pulled your arms over your head and Robert took your feet in a chokehold to keep them still.

"SorRYHAHHAHAHA" i burst out laughing as Tom suddenly digged into my ribs.

"What did you say? I couldn't quite hear you there, did you hear her Evans"? Robert said with a grin as he traced your soles.

"Nope I didn't understand a thing" Chris grinned and tickled your neck softly.

"GHAHAHHHA YOU JERK'SHAHHAHAHAH"!

They all faux gasped and you knew you were done for, all of them went full in on your death spots.

It. Was. Torture.

Your scream of laughter went through the mansion as you trashed around, your face red from all the laughing.

"Are you going to come out of bed now?" Tom asked with a smirk as he looked down at you.

"YESHAHHAHAHA"!

"You promise?"

"I PROMISEHIHIHIHIHIHI"!

They let you go and you immediately curled up into a ball "i hate you guys" you mutter with some soft giggles as the ghost tickles slowly went away.

"You love us, now come on or we are gonna be late for the fireworks" Chris smiled and pulled you to your feet.

You all rushed downstairs to the rest of the cast who stood outside, counting down the last seconds of 2023.

"They got you too huh"? Scarlet asked as she wrapped her arm around your shoulders.

"Yeah" you said with a soft chuckle.

"Those three are a serious pain sometimes" Sebastian said as he stood next to you.

"Oh you love us" Chris grinned as he punched Sebastian shoulder and quickly stood next to Hemsworth for protection as Seb looked at him daringly.

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR"!!

You all hugged each other as the sky littered with fireworks, illuminating the night's sky.

And as you stood there, in the arms of people who truly loved you, you couldn't believe how lucky you are.

The marvel cast is a family and you were honored to be part of it.

[random-tickle-stuff]

I haven't done some Lee!sona in a while so here's a cute little thing I thought of >:3

Monster Attack

Lee: River(oc/sona)

Ler: Monster Tom

Also, just a side note, I headcanon Tom is able to change his size while in monster form- just so yall don't get confused :]

Also Tom really likes River while in monster form(for the sake of this fic) and this is pretty short

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Today was certainly an.. interesting one to say the least.

River had been out shopping when they got a call from Edd explaining that Tom got mad and transformed.

Being the only one who could calm him down very easily, River was forced to hurry up and rush home.

The moment they opened the door they were met with chaos.

Matt was trying to hold a now transformed Tom(who was about the size of a German shepherd at the time) back with Edd tried calming him down.

"Geez, guess you were right about it being urgent." River said as they took off their hoodie and tossed it aside.

Hearing River's voice, Tom froze and looked at them, his singular black eye widening at the sight of his favorite person.

No one had time to react as Tom broke free from Matt's strong grip and lunged towards the poor enby. Though, not to attack, of course.

"Pff-! Tom! No!" River laughed as the small monster licked their face, his tail wagging like a puppy.

His claws were digging into their sides and stomach, and with him moving around so much, it tickled quite a lot.

"Gehehehet him off mehehe!" River giggled, but Edd and Matt would rather watch this cute scene then help their friend.

Tom did settle down eventually, falling alseep on top of River and effectively trapping them on the ground.

River glared at Edd and Matt for not helping them as their friends just snickered at the situation. River wasn't really mad, though. If anyhting they enjoyed the sweet but somewhat strange moment.

[trashyswitch]

Getting to Know The Crafty Nook

Isabelle is trying to get to learn more about Tom Nook. Amidst his questions, Isabelle quickly discovers that Tom doesn't take breaks! Like, at all! And that will not due! So, Isabelle tries to change that...if only for a moment...

This fanfic was suggested by 🌠anon! Thank you for the amazing headcanons, and I sincerely hope you enjoy!

Tom and Isabelle were working a shift in the town hall. Tom was typing away on the hall’s laptop and reading daily documents. Isabelle was writing notes in her notebook, and checking her teal notebooks for more information. It was a normal day in the workplace on the island. 

Isabelle put down her pen and looked up at Tom. She noted Tom’s focused face as he typed on his laptop. She mentally noted how hard he had been working up until this point. He was always a hard worker who failed to give himself the time to rest. He would usually do this through his nephews, but even then, it’s not truly a rest if you’re still looking after children, is it? She wasn’t sure. How would she possibly know? She didn’t have children of her own. 

“Hey Tom?” She asked softly. 

“Hm? Yes Isabelle?” he replied, looking up. “What do you do to wind down after a long day?” Isabelle asked. 

“Hmm…” Tom thought for a moment. “I usually take care of Timmy and Tommy. Helping them close the store, taking them to the house and reading them a bedtime story before tucking them into bed.” Tom explained. 

“I see…and…after that?” She asked. 

“Well…I usually go to bed myself.” Tom Nook replied. “This old raccoon needs his rest after the long shifts, yes yes.” Tom Nook admitted with a chuckle. 

Isabelle widened her eyes. “You don’t read? Or do any hobbies after work?” Isabelle asked. 

“Well you see, Isabelle…work IS my hobby.” Tom Nook admitted. “I worked hard to get to this place. No time leftover for funny business.” Tom replied. 

“...Funny business, huh?” Isabelle sat back and crossed her arms. “I personally prefer calling them ‘hobbies’. They are supposed to help you learn more about yourself and add some variety to your life.” Isabelle explained. 

“Well…Work does that same very thing for me.” Tom explained. 

“You’ve gotta be getting bored of work…” Isabelle reacted. 

Tom chuckled. “Something tells me you’re confusing my feelings for your own, hm?” She teased.

Isabelle rolled her eyes. “Sure…whatever you say.” Isabelle said. 

Tom went right deep into his work once again. It was like Isabelle hadn’t interrupted him at all! Some things just don’t change, do they? 

Well, Isabelle was determined to change that. Right here, right now. 

Isabelle got up out of her seat and picked up her seat. With the chair in hand, Isabelle walked up to Tom’s side of the desk. “What are you doing exactly?” She asked him, placing the chair beside him and sitting down. 

“Nothing interesting for you.” Tom replied. 

“Oh really? Try me.” Isabelle encouraged. 

Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at his screen. “Uhh…” He muttered, unsure how to react himself. 

“Tell me.” Isabelle encouraged him again. 

Tom sighed and scratched the back of his head. “Well…I’m working on a spreadsheet of our representatives' earnings in Bells.” Tom explained. “He has paid me 10,000 bells today, which is 1000 more bells than yesterday.” He explained. “If [Player] continues giving 10,000 bells everyday, he should be able to pay for his house upgrade in about 197 days.” Tom admitted. “Though, I have a feeling [Player] will pay different lump sums of money daily, which may decrease his loan payment days.” Tom Nook explained. 

“Wow…That’s a lot of work for our representative.” She admitted. 

“But telling by their payments, it’s not impossible.” Tom admitted. 

“And you’re charting their progress because…” Isabelle asked next. 

“Because I like to know about their daily progress.” Tom admitted. 

“Ah…” She muttered. 

“Is that all you want to know?” Tom asked. 

“Well…” Isabelle muttered, thinking for a moment. “I do want to know more about you.” She admitted. 

Tom nodded his head. “Ask away.” He replied. 

“Like…What are Timmy and Tommy like?” She asked. 

Tom chuckled. “You say you want to know about me…and yet, you ask me a question about the twins?” Tom mentioned. 

Isabelle smiled and looked away. “Maybe…” She teased. 

Tom shook his head with a smile. “Alright.” Tom cleared his throat. “Timmy and Tommy…they’re typical children. Outgoing, rambunctious, mischievous little tanuki children.” He told Isabelle. 

“I see. What else?” She asked. 

“Timmy is the most quick-witted little tycoon I have ever met.” Tom Nook admitted. “And Tommy is a sensitive mastermind. And together, they are the perfect duo to take over the Nooks corporation after I retire.” Tom explained. “I am very proud of the tanuki’s they have both become.” Tom Nook admitted. 

Isabelle smiled and patted his shoulder. “If they are wonderful kids like you tell me…then just wait until they’re fully grown!” Isabelle reacted. 

Tom closed his eyes with a smile under his little snout. “Don’t make me get ahead of myself, Isabelle. They won’t be pups forever.” Tom warned her. 

“I won’t, I promise.” Isabelle replied happily. 

Isabelle looked at Tom out of the corner of her eye. Tom spoke so highly of the twins, and it was adorable. But he rarely ever gave himself enough of the credit. 

Tom could feel Isabelle’s gaze on him. “.....Do you…need something?” Tom asked. 

“Are you ticklish?” She asked absolutely out of nowhere. 

Tom’s body froze in place. His typing paws had paused in place, and he had stared at the computer for a little longer than he was expecting. He didn’t even have anything to say in response. The only thing he was able to really say was: “Uuuuuhhh…why?”. 

Isabelle smirked. “Oh, just curious.” She replied. 

Tom closed his laptop and turned to look at Isabelle. “I know you're planning something devious. You’re not exactly stealthy.” Tom told her. 

Isabelle giggled and poked his side a couple times. “Is that so?” She teased. “Tell me, Tom: What exactly am I planning?” She asked. 

Tom jumped and attempted to push her hands away. “IsaBELLE-” Tom squeaked as a claw poked him square in the ribs. “StOP-” He tried and failed to cover his sides. “Please! We both have work to do!” Tom reacted. 

Isabelle chuckled. “Come on, Tom. You haven’t even answered me.” Isabelle told her. 

Tom stared at her. “A-About what?” He asked. 

“I asked you ‘Are you ticklish?’ earlier.” She reminded him. 

“…You wanted an answer?” Tom asked for clarification. 

Isabelle leaned her head back and laughed. “Why else would I ask you?!” She reacted. 

“I don’t know!” Tom reacted. 

“You don’t know if you’re ticklish or not?” She teased as she poked and scratched his furry sides. 

“That’s nOTWHAT-” Tom threw his head back. “BAHAHA-?!” He reacted, surprised by his own cackle. 

“I think you’re very ticklish!” She declared. “And personally…” She shoved her paws into his armpits with pure excitement on her face. “I think you need a break from work.” She told him. 

Tom threw himself against the back of his chair and cackled rather hysterically. “HAHAHAHAhahaha!” He squeezed his eyes shut, showing off a few of his eye wrinkles as he wiggled around in an unintentionally aggressive manner. “IHIHISABEHEHEHELLE PLEHEHEHEASE!” He yelled. 

“Goodness, you’re louder than I thought you’d be!” She reacted. 

“SHUHUHUHUSHHH!” Tom yelled back. 

“But shushing wouldn’t be as fun! And you know this.” Isabelle replied confidently.

Tom attempted to curl up similarly to how Mayor Tortimer would’ve curled up into his shell. 

“Trying to hide from me?” Isabelle teased before moving her paws to his neck. “Well I hate to break it to you, but you’re not going anywhere.” She declared proudly. 

Tom gasped and widened his eyes. Oh NO! “P-PLEASENO-NOT THERE!” He pleaded. 

Isabelle smirked. “Not where? Not here?” She poked his neck. “Not this sensitive neck right here?” She scritched his neck insanely gently. “Not this exposed, fluffy little neck?” She kept teasing in a voice only her twin brother would’ve heard. 

“NaaaAAAHAHAHA! EEEEEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEHEE!” Tom screeched and squealed. 

Isabelle was thrown off by this reaction at first. Isabelle and Tom had been friends for ages by this point. So seeing a serious businessman completely lose control of himself, was so out of character! Tom had always tried to present himself as a reserved, charismatic businessman. So it was almost shocking to see him squealing and losing his composure! Is this the same person?! Where’s the proof? How can we be so sure that this is the same person?!

It didn’t matter if Tom’s words were coherent or not…Isabelle seemed to have an answer for every single comment. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE-” Tom pleaded. 

“Goodness, you’re giggly! Does it really tickle that much?!” Isabelle asked. 

Tom attempted to nod his head amidst his giggly laughter. 

“How ticklish?” She asked with a smirk as she fluttered her paws up his neck towards his chin. 

“WAHAHAIT WAITWAIT-!” Tom squeaked and struggled to cover up his ultra sensitive chin. 

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how ticklish is your chin?” She asked curiously. 

Tom gasped as her finger presented itself mere millimeters away from his chin. He knew that if Isabelle so much as touched his chin, it would be all over. He would lose all his composure, and surely die from the embarrassment alone! And all it would take…was a tiny, simple touch.

The claw finally touched down…but it was only for a second. But that second was all it took for Tom Nook to disappear. The ticklish coworker she had been playing with in the town hall, had suddenly disappeared from her field of vision. 

Isabelle widened her eyes and pulled her paw back. The desk chair that was seating the raccoon had become completely empty. What the- Where did Tom go?! Isabelle looked around the room, flabbergasted by his sudden disappearance. Did he teleport?! There’s no way…no one can teleport like that. Not even the representative is capable of teleportation! 

Suddenly, the back door opened, revealing an exhausted, slumped-over Tom Nook. He was holding a cup of water in his right paw, while leaning against the doorframe with weariness written all over his face. The man looked like he just ran a marathon. 

“Oh my gosh- Are you okay?!” Isabelle asked, running up and offering to help carry him. She gently grabbed his arm and tried to wrap it around her shoulders, so she could place part of his weight onto her. 

But Tom didn’t interpret her actions like that. He assumed that her actions were part of her new elaborate plan to tickle him all over again. So naturally, Tom doubled over and pulled away before falling down. Isabelle took his water cup and let him fall. Isabelle watched as Tom curled up into a little ball the moment his body hit the floor. He wasn’t even able to stop the extra  giggles from leaving his snout. It was somewhat adorable, and still quite out-of-character for the man. 

Isabelle smiled and continued to watch as Tom sat himself up. When Tom reached for the water, Isabelle gave it to him. Tom drank the rest of the water in one big gulp, before huffing. “Are you happy with yourself?” He asked, looking up at Isabelle with a loopy smile. 

Isabelle’s heart dropped for only a second. Did she do something drastic?! Were her actions out of line?! 

…but the Shih Tzu felt immediate relief the moment she saw Tom’s crooked smile. Everything seemed to be okay. He wasn’t angry at her…and she was thankful for that. 

Tom got up onto his feet and got himself some more water from the water jug. “What time is it?” Tom asked. 

Isabelle looked over at the analog clock up on the wall. “It is…10 to 5.” Isabelle said. 

Tom hummed and speed-walked to his desk. “I promised the boys I would make them fish and chips for dinner.” He admitted. 

Isabelle raised an eyebrow. “And you have the time to do that?” she asked. 

“I will as soon as I leave.” Tom replied. 

Isabelle laughed and watched as Tom closed the laptop and put his book away. Then, he pulled out his Nook Phone. “That must be the boys.” He said before picking up the phone. “Hello?” He said. 

Isabelle turned her ear to the right, to attempt to hear what the boys were saying to him. 

“I’m on my way now, Timmy. Alright?” He told him. 

Isabelle smiled as she closed her notebook and schedule.

“I know my voice sounds groggy, but that’s none of your concern.” Tom told them. 

Isabelle looked up, and giggled silently into her paw. Unlike the boys, she knew EXACTLY why Tom’s voice was a little raspy. 

“Alright, I’ll see you in a few minutes. Bye.” He said, before hanging up. “Alright. That’s my cue to leave.” He told Isabelle. “See you in an hour, Isabelle.” 

“Bye Tom!” Isabelle replied, waving until the double doors closed. 

[no-wings-no-angel]

às vezes vc quando vc pensa em revisitar aquela fic de anos atrás que vc nunca terminou de ler, talvez pra ter uma nova perspectiva, ver se era boa mesmo…

NÃO VÁ ATRÁS, É O DIABO SUSSURRANDO NO SEU OUVIDO. ÀS VEZES É MELHOR NÃO SABER.

[tobysbliss]

oh to chase down a lee, knowing they’re hiding from me i’ll call out teases..

“i’m gonna get you~”

“you can’t hide forever~!”

“come on out.. i only want to tktktickle youu~”

“oh, so you think you can hide from me? just you wait..”

and once i find them, i’ll take them from their hiding place, and i’ll ensure they can’t get away. i’ll target their worst spots, vibrating and scribbling my fingers against the spots, grinning widely as i hear all of the giggles and squeals that are such music to my ears~!

[veryblushyswitch]

STOP THIS IS SO CUTE WHAT THE HECK!! 🥺💖

Writing Prompt (ignore me if you got this one already): Maddie giving Sonic a bath?

Another Maddie and Sonic prompt! I always love writing these two. I’ve seen a few stories similar to this one, but I’ll take a shot at it.

“Sonic?”

Maddie walked slowly through the hallway of the first floor of the house, listening hard for any signs slight creaks or feet pattering.

“Sonic! You better not be tracking mud through this house mister!” She yelled throughout the house as she looked in the hallway closet.

Letting out a heavy sigh, she went back down to the first floor only to stop on seeing a small clumps of dried mud on one the steps.

‘Oh great, I just mopped this floor yesterday.’ She rubbed her face as she continued down the stairs.

She whipped her head towards the sound of the front door opening, hearing Tom’s voice entering the room.

“Hello? I’m home!”

“Hey babe, I’m over here.” She called out tiredly.

He paused as he hung up his coat, hearing the weariness in his wife’s voice. “You alright?”

“Yeah everything’s good.” He stared at Maddie for a few seconds before he took off his hat and made his over towards her, hugging her.

“Hmm you sure? You sound like you ran a marathon without having the insane smell of rancid body odor.”

She rolled her eyes and punched him in the shoulder as they released from the hug. "It kinda feels like that now, I'm trying to look for you-know-who."

He gave her a questionable look. "Is it Ozzie? Cause I think he's out in the backyard."

"Not him, Sonic."

"Uh-oh, what'd he do this time?"

"You'll see why once you see how Ozzie looks." She moves slightly, motioning him towards the back door.

Tom walks hesitantly towards the window of the door and looks out. "Oh dear god in heaven."

The bottom half of the retriever’s body was covered in mud, which has since completely dried up. He started wagging his tail fiercely as he saw his owner through the window and jumped against the door.

"No jumping Ozzie, get down." The dog obeyed and walked away as Tom made his way back towards his wife.

"Who's that chocolate lab in the backyard?"

"Oh very funny."

"What on earth were they up to out there?"

She let out a breath as she shook her head. "I honestly don't know, apparently he thought it was a good idea to hook the hose up to the sprinkler since it was getting pretty warm out, but Ozzie followed him out, grabbed the hose from him and the rest is history."

He whistled while looking down, slightly chuckling from the described events. "Well that explains everything, so where is the main suspect?"

"That's exactly why I sound like I run a marathon, I found him completely covered in mud trying to wrestle the hose from Ozzie's mouth. Once I told him he needed a bath, he took off like a cat with it's hide on fire and I’ve been looking for him ever since."

Maddie crossed her arms as she leaned against the counter. "I think he's still somewhere in the house, I don't know where he would go if he was still filthy."

Tom shrugged his shoulders. "I mean he was pretty filthy before he came to live with us, heck he barely wears any clothes."

"Oh my, That's....not the point I'm trying to make Tom. I just don't want him and Ozzie tracking mud throughout the house."

"Well then I guess Oz needs to stay outside and have his bath out there. I call dibs on that job."

"Wait, why are you calling ‘dibs’ on that one?”

“I think it’s fair since I wasn’t here to witness the events, I get to choose which one to take care of.”

“That’s not even close to being fair!”

“It is for me.” He ducked his head she swiped her hand at his shoulder.

“Tom! I’m being serious!”

“Yeah me too, last time I tried to give him a bath, I couldn't find him for almost two hours.”

"Oh great, could you at least help me find him? I don't want to keep looking that long."

He placed his chin in his hand and gave him a questioning look. "Hmmm I don't know, I'm putting my life on the line here for you.

Maddie grabbed his tie and tugged it, pulling him closer to her. "How about if you help me with this and you might get a certain reward once the task is done?" She whispers seductively as she lowers her eyes.

Tom blushes slightly as he tilts his head in interest. "Are we both thinking of the same reward here or is it something that could be food related?"

"Well there could be some food involved if you help me out." She gave him a wink as she walked away.

"Oh hell yeah this is so happening." He rushed after her as he loosened his tie from his neck.

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'What the heck were they talking about? What's so important about eating food in the tub?'

Sonic listened from the very cramped kitchen cupboard as he heard the couple walk away, moving slightly to regain feeling in his legs that fell asleep.

As he moved, his elbow hit against a pot making a loud clanging noise. He winced as he kept still and listened for any incoming sounds.

After a few minutes, he heard the faucet turn on in the bathroom upstairs. "Oh geez, she's really serious this time." He whispered to himself as he slowly pushed the door open and crawled out on his hands and knees as he looked around the kitchen.

"I can’t believe she’s still looking for me. Usually Tom would just give up at this point." He mutters as he walks over to a nearby mirror.

His azul blue fur was almost completely covered in a dark brown color, splotches of mud were splattered all over his face and torso and his red sneakers looked more like short, brown boots.

'Oh man, that hose really did a number on me.' He winced as he tried to pick at the dry mud stuck in his arm fur. "Oh great not only is it not coming off, it's starting to itch." He growled as he started to scratch his face.

He tiptoed out of the kitchen and in front of the staircase, listening to the cabinets being opened and closed. ‘I know I heard Tom's voice out here, I wonder where he went? Maybe he's with Ozzie outside, he was pretty filthy out there...well no thanks to-.' He pauses as he hears the bathroom door open and sees the light pour into the hallway.

He quickly ducks as he goes to hide behind the wall, peeking his eyes around the corner and watching Maddie’s shadow on the wall.

“You going somewhere?”

He lets out a little gasp as he slowly turns his head and sees Tom standing right behind him, looking down at him while his hands on his hips and a amused look on his face.

“Uh.....no?” He said sheepishly as he stood up straight and faced him.

“Hmm, if that’s the case then why are you hiding from Maddie after she said you needed to take a bath?”

He shrugged his shoulders as he rocked back and forth on his heels. “I....just...don’t feel like taking one?”

Tom gave an unamused look before lowered himself onto one knee. “Listen bud, I’ve been in the same boat before when I was younger.”

“Rolling in mud?”

“Uh no, not wanting to take baths.”

“Oh”

“Yeah, I didn’t want to take one since I still felt ‘clean’ even after a few weeks of not bathing, but my parents were starting to notice that I hadn’t been smelling clean as usual and it got to the point where they stood outside the bathroom door and would checked if I washed throughly.”

The teen’s eyes widened in shock as he listened to the story. ‘I don’t even want to know where they checked’.

“But it’s also important that you do bathe on average, do you realize how many germs you have on your body right now from all that mud?”

He rubbed his fingers against his palms as he thought about that last statement. ‘I mean, he kinda has a point with the whole germs thing, but how much on average does he mean?’

Meanwhile, Tom continued to wait for the hedgehog to give him a answer, only to not receive one seeing that he still thinking about it. Knowing he wasn’t going to get one soon, he simply grabbed Sonic around his torso and stood up, holding him away at arms length.

Alarmed by the sudden motion, he grabbed onto Tom’s arms and looked at him, confused. “What? Wait where we going?”

“Where do you think?” He said with an exasperated tone as he made his way up the steps.

Alarm bells went off in his head as he tried to pry the hands holding him loose, kicking his legs in the process. “Wait! I haven’t made up my mind yet!”

“Well I’m making it for you, you were thinking about that way too long.” He held him farther away from him to avoid being kicked by the flailing feet.

“But you never gave me a chance to say my part on this!” He voice rose in pitch as he continued to struggle his way out of the firm grip.

Stopping at the top of the steps, Tom held Sonic closer so he had direct eye contact. “So what’s your say on it then?” He replies nonchalantly with a blank face.

‘Oh he is not buying this.’ He dropped his arms as his eyes darted around the room. “That I....am.......not...umm...going to-.” He stopped abruptly as Tom continued towards the bathroom.

“Tom! Stop! You’re violating my rights of free speech!”

He let out a laugh as he made his way to the door leading to the bathroom. “Violating- it’s a bath, it’s not your voting rights.”

“It’s still my rights!” He yelled as grabbed onto the doorframe, holding onto it tightly. Tom sighed heavily as he stopped and continued to hold him.

“Sonic, let go.”

“No.”

“Seriously? Come on, just let go.”

“No!” He continued to hold on as he felt Tom trying to pull him away from the frame.

Maddie sat on the edge of the tub as she watched the two of them, she let out a small laugh as she turned off the faucet and continued to watch the current predicament.

Tom struggled to pry the hedgehog off the door frame as he tried move his arms to avoid be kicked. He glances back to see his wife, looking at him with a wide smile on her face.

“I could use some help over here.”

“Oh but it looks like you’re doing a great job with this.” She said with fake sweetness in her voice. He glared back at her before turning back towards the stubborn hedgehog.

“Ok I’m giving you one last chance to let go NOW.”

He lets out a ‘hmm-mmm’ noise as he continues to hang on.

“Alright, time to bring out the big guns.” He adjusts Sonic’s body to one arm and uses the other hand to tickle his side and under his arm.

Sonic lets out a high pitched laugh as he kicked his legs and lowered one arm to grab Tom’s hand, loosening his grip.

As soon as he lowered his arm, Tom gave one final tug and wrapped his arms around him, pinning him to his chest. “Gotcha!” He hissed as he felt Sonic’s head quills poke into his chest as he wiggled to get out the unwanted bear hug.

“That wasn’t fair! You can’t use someone’s weakness like that!”

"You should've let go when you had the chance, It’s not my fault that you’re ticklish there.” He walked closer to Maddie, who stood up and held her arms out.

He passed Sonic over to her, who has since given up on trying to get away and limply dangled as he was placed in her arms. “Your package was delivered as promised ma’am. I’m hoping there will be a tip involved?” He bowed as he put on a fake cockney accent and looked up at her expectantly.

She giggled as she adjusts her hold on the grumpy teen. “Oh you’ll definitely get more than a tip when we’re done with this.”

He gave a self victory pose as he quickly brushes off the dried mud off his uniform. “Yes! Love you honey!” He gives her a quick peck on the cheek as he rushes out the bathroom door and closes it behind him.

Sonic gave Maddie a look of confusion as he placed him down on the toilet cover and helped take off his shoes while he took off his gloves. “So, what do you guys even do in the bath with food anyway?”

He saw her eyes widen slightly before her face became neutral. “I'll tell you when you’re older.” She said in a serious tone.

“Uh, ok then?”

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“Alright, go on in.” She ushered Sonic into the bath as she got out bottles of body wash and shampoo.

“Ok.” He goes to put his foot in the tub, only to lift it out and face her. “Maddie, I can take the bath by myself.”

She raises her eyebrow at him. “Yes normally I would but since you kept trying to hide from me earlier, I feel it be best if I helped you this time. To make sure you completely clean.”

‘I had a feeling she wouldn’t leave me be after all that. Worth a shot I guess.’ He sighs in defeat and quickly placed his foot in the tub, only to feel his foot slip against the smooth floor and fall in head first with a splash. Maddie gasped as he leaned over the side, coughing slightly.

She pats his back lightly as he continued to cough. “Oh my gosh, you alright?”

He coughed once more before nodding. “Yeah, ugh some of it got up my nose.”

“Did you bump your head?”

“Uh no, I don’t think so.”

Giving a sigh of relief, She got on her knees as she poured some shampoo on a washcloth. “Well at least it’ll be easier to scrub all that mud off now.”

She started to scrub his head with the cloth as he splashed water on his arms. “Goodness, do you realize how much grass and twigs are in your quills?”

“Hmm no, I was too busy try not to drown via water hose from a golden retriever mastermind.”

“Oh, well you really have quite a bit just just nesting in there, there’s enough to build a bird’s nest in there.”

“What? I was just in the grass, how’d I get that much?”

“I have no idea sweetie, that’s exactly the reason why you needed a bath. You would have tracked all this stuff into your bed and heaven forbid if you had any insects on you.”

He freezes up and cringes at the thought of those creepy crawlers in his room, let alone his bed. “Oh god.”

“Exactly.” She removes the last of the debris and rinses some water on his head. She pours more shampoo in her hands and starts to scrub behind his ears.

Pausing from scrubbing his feet, he lets out a soft purring noise as he closes his eyes and leans into the touch. He starts to smile as she also scrubs underneath his chin.

‘Oh my god he’s like a little kitten.’ She bites back a laugh as she continued to wash around his face.

After making sure no more dirt was on him, she rinsed him off with the showerhead, got up and grabbed a towel while Sonic unplugged the drain. "How do you feel now after getting rid of all that mud?"

"A little cold, but refreshed! I kinda smell like apples or something."

"Green apple, it's a good scent to have after a nice bath." She held up the towel in front him as he got out and wrapped it around him, the towel being so big it managed to cover his whole body, including his head and eyes.

He lifts part of the towel off his face as she helps him dry off. "Hey Maddie?"

"Yes?"

She continues to dry off his head until she notices his hands were starting to wring together, making her stop and remove the towel from his eyes, looking fully at him.

"I...*sigh* I'm sorry I gave you a hard time earlier about...all of this. I'm sorry for being stubborn and not listening to you and...wait that's the same thing. What I mean to say is that I'm sorry-oh geez I already said that..um I just wanted to say-." He felt a hand gently lift his head up and saw Maddie smiling at him.

"Apology accepted, your just lucky you're too darn cute for me to be mad at you." She teased as she nuzzled his nose with his.

He lets out a giggle, blushing as she pulled away and helped dry off his arms. "I'm not that cute. I'm probably handsome than most kids, but not cute."

She stops and looks up at the ceiling as she ponders for a second. "Hmm you know what? You're right, you're not cute at all."

Taken aback, he looks up at her shocked at the blunt response. "Wh-what?"

"Nope, not even close."

'Why'd she say it like that?' He blinks as he feels a pout forming on his face.

"You...are....adorable!" She ends the statement by grabbing the unsuspecting teen and hugging him tightly with the towel protecting her from being poked by the quills, earning a grunt of surprise and discomfort from him.

"Ack! Maddie! Your hugging me too tight! I can't breathe!" He cries out as he tries to get out of the death hug.

"How are you talking if you can't breathe right now?" She starts to loosen the hug but still holding him.

He gets his arms free and pushes his hands against her shoulders, trying to make space. "I......don't know?" He makes a confused face as she starts to laugh as she hugs him tight again. "Aww even your confusion is adorable."

"Ow! Maddie! What is with everyone and wanting to hug me so much today?" She pulled back again, looking at him with mock serious expression.

"You can never have too many hugs in one day young man, well that and also one other thing." Before he could ask, she started to pepper small kisses all over his face and forehead.

He squinted his eyes shut as he moved his head from side to side, trying not to smile at the sudden affection.

"I saw that."

His ear twitches at her voice and peeks an eye at her. "Saw what?"

"Don't think I can't see you trying not to smile." She smirked playfully at him while poking his nose. "You don't want to admit it, but you know that you're adorable too."

"No I'm not! Your kisses just feel really weird on my face."

"They feel weird?"

"Yeah...they just do."

"But you were trying not to smile though, that must mean that you actually liked them?"

"Nope! I don't think that at all." He shut his eyes and turned his head away from her dramatically, crossing his arms.

"Oh, well I can think of one more thing that proves that you are completely adorable."

"What?" He says in a whining manner as he braces for her answer.

"Your laugh." She then starts to blow raspberries on his cheeks.

"Mahha-ddie! Stohop!" He struggled to keep a straight face as he let out a few giggles.

"Oh but you're smiling and laughing now, that's usually a sign if you really happy about something."

"Nohoho ihiht doesn't!" He places his hands on her face to push her away and pants as he grins victoriously at her. "Ha! Now you can't give me anymore kisses!"

She jerks her head away from his hands and narrows her eyes at him, who is still has his arms out. "Oh you think you're safe from that?"

His face drops as she quickly digs her fingers in his armpits and lets out a high shriek. "GAH! AHAHAH! MAHADIE NOHOHO!"

"What was that? I can't hear you, you're laughing way too much." She adjusts herself and sits on the floor crisscross, still tickling the squirming hedgehog.

"DOHOHNT TIHICKLE ME!"

"Really? Ok then I guess I'll go back to this then." She proceeded to blow raspberries in his neck while still wiggling her fingers under his arms.

"HAHAHA! NOHOHO! STOP IT! MOM STOP!"

Maddie halts her fingers and freezes as she hears Sonic, still laughing and panting as he sat in her lap. 'Did he just...?'

"Sonic?" He looks up at her, still giggling softly. "Did...you just call me mom?"

His breathing hitches as she sees his eyes widen and looks forward, away from her gaze. "I...uh...I don't know, I might have said it....I'm sorry." His voice lowers to a whisper as he looks down at his hands. 'Oh no, is she mad that I called her that? I didn't mean to, it just came out that way! Oh man this is so awkward-. '

He flinches as he feels her arms wrap around him again, this time softly. "It's ok sweetheart, you can call me mom if that's what you feel comfortable with. I'm not mad, just took me by surprise that's all."

Feeling the tension lift off his shoulders, he wrapped his arms over hers and they continued to sit together the bathroom floor.

"Wait, does this mean I have to call Tom 'dad' now?"

He hears her laugh as she releases him from the embrace. "Well, you don't have to, it's completely up to you. Besides it might make him feel more old if you do."

"Hmm, I'll think about it then." He jumps slightly at the sound of Ozzie's barking and Tom shouting coming from downstairs.

"Oh dear, we better go see if he needs help."

He wraps his arms around her neck as she got up. "Knowing him, he probably does."

She shakes head as she gives him a final kiss on the forehead, putting the towel in the clothes bin and carrying him out of the bathroom.

As she walked down the stairs, she could hear scuffling coming from the living room and turned the corner to see Tom trying to dry off/wrestle Ozzie on the floor.

"Uh Tom? You need any help?" He glanced up to see the two of the looking amused at him.

"Heh, no I'm doing great with this big guy. He just needs to keep still for more than 10 seconds!" He said, falling on his stomach as Ozzie ran away and started to roll over all over the carpet.

Maddie makes an exaggerated face at Sonic, who muffles a laugh behind his hand. She places him on the floor as she makes her way over to Tom. "Well, I completed my task, but it seems like you still having trouble with yours."

Tom brushes off his partially wet shirt as he gets up. "Yeah, luckily this wasn't a contest, though I did hear a lot of laughter up there. What were you guys talking about?"

Maddie zips her lips closed as she glances over at Sonic on the couch, who mimics her as he crosses his legs on the seat, smiling widely at her. "It's nothing to worry about."

"I hope you guys aren't thinking about keeping secrets from me." He places an arm around her shoulders as she looks up at him.

"Either you can know what we were talking about or you don't get your reward tonight." She replies firmly, crossing her arms.

His head jerked as she finished, seeing her expression and backs down, raising his arms up in surrender. "Alright, alright you win this round."

"You bet I do." She kisses him firmly on the lips as she walks away. Tom sighs contentedly as she walks away, with Sonic clearing his throat getting his attention.

"Sooo I'm still confused on what eating food in the bath means. Is it something just adults are allowed to do?"

Tom blinks at him before walking over and clasping a hand on his shoulder. "You'll understand once you get married, get a job and have less time to enjoy certain things." He struts away while clapping his hands and bolting up the stairs.

The hedgehog furrows his brows as Ozzie comes over to him, still panting from rolling around and places a hand on the dog's head.

"Oz, I feel like being an adult is going to be a really weird experience."