#spy x family tickles

[fluffyweeby]

Tickletober day 4 - Hide and Seek

Promt list by @tickletober 💜

[xolliwritez]

hellooooooo i’m back with another request hehe could i request a lee loid fic where he’s in a tickle fight with anya and winning but yor comes home and anya’s like “mama save me !” and yor comes to save the day hehe thank you🖤

Boo Boo's & Laughter || Spy x Family Tk Fic

A/N: dani, you never seize to make such amazingly cute ideas you sweet pea!! i do hope this fic is to your liking queen!! i'm so glad to have chatted with you slightly and sorry it took so much longer!! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)♡

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"Noho! Stay away papaha!" Screamed the pinkette.

The day had gone on as normal, Loid struggling to get Anya to study, per usual. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't the 'fun' type, his studying tactics bland for the little girls tastes, so it was obvious why she's complain about this type of work.

Well, that was until Loid had accidentally found out about the great Anya's weakness. He was fed up with her attitude and went to pick her up, only for her to move out the way and get her side squeezes just enough to make the young one shriek. With this newfound information, he decided it'd be the best way to tire her into studying.. that was until it became a complete game of cat and mouse. Embarrassingly enough, the spy found this.. fun? Is that the word? He didn't know, right now that didn't matter, what mattered was catching this troublesome child and getting her into her studies.

With a wrong turn, she had slipped and skid her knee slightly, making her well up with tears, seeing this, Loid's father side came into play as he pulled her into his lap, investigating the knee to see how bad it was (even though they both were overreacting now).

"P-Papa." Whined the smaller, a singular tear streaming down her face, followed suit with a few more, the sight of seeing her hurt physically and mentally hurting him just as much, if not, maybe even worse. "Hey, it's okay, how about I put a bandage on-"

"Can you kiss it better?"

What? What type of question is that? Is she stu- no, she's a child, she doesn't know any better. Loid refused to stoop down any lower, holding up what little pride he is by closing his eye's, "Anya, I can't do- that.." he peeked and eye open, and he instantly regretted it. She looked at him with puppy dog eye's, her bottom lip sticking out, along with sniffles here and there from her crying, ugh.. maybe it wouldn't hurt, he supposed.

"If I kiss it better, will you study?" He asked, not surprised when she shook her head. He sighed and smirked, mischief sparkling in him like never before, "Fine then, I guess the tickle monster will take his toll on you." He wiggled his finger's, his heart tugging at every angle seeing her squeal and squirm in place, her once crackling voice from crying now filled with playful excitement.

And with a new goal in mind, his finger's descended onto her tummy, the corners of his mouth tugging wider as he heard the excited laughter escape her lips, gosh how was she so adorable!?

"EEP! Pa-Pahahahapa! Nohoho! Bahad pahahapa! Bahad!" She playfully scolded, making him snicker slightly, "Oh, I'm the bad one now? Sorry agent Anya, but I've got to put you in your place." He then growled, acting like a 'monster' as he blew a raspberry against her tummy, "AHA! WAHAIT! MAHAHAMA! MAHAMA HEHELP!" She reached out, "Mama won't save you- WOAH-!" Loid squawked as he found himself pinned against the ground. He was so caught up in his game that he didn't even notice Yor came home early.

"Sorry, but.. I have to save agent Anya! It's my duty!" Yor played along. Loid had tried to get up but found himself completely stuck, how much strength did she have!? Yor couldn't helo but pay attention to Anya almost immediately, "Oh my, Anya, you're hurt!" Yor said, worried from the skidded knee. "Papa did it." Anya lied, that damn child! How dare she-

"Eh!? I did not- no!" Loid found himself squirming slightly as he felt Yor scribble against his side, "How rude of you! And while I wasn't around to protect her either?" She playfully scoffed offense, though Loid couldn't help but still be offended. "A punishment must be in order." Yor demanded, now sitting herself comfortable against his lower back, nails skittering against his clothed side's with relative ease, even though he had extra protection and immaculate endurance, he couldn't help himself but feel this get to him rather quickly. He puffed out random splurts of giggles here and there as Yor kept being persistent with the tickling.

What he didn't expect was for Anya to poke at his socked foot, the newly targeted spot making ot even more difficult to hold in, Anya and Yor exchanged glances before smirking down at Loid, making him buck as Yor massaged her palms against the back of his ribs, whilst Anya sat down and scribbled her tiny hands over his foot. If he weren't trained in endurance, he'd be at their mercy right now, yet here he was cackling boisterously into his sleeves, his body quivering from the tingly sensations, ghost tickles making their way up to his stomach and fluttering there like a heap of butterflies with feather like appendages.

"Kitchi-kitchi-koo, honey~" Yor's confidence came in, leaning down and whispering into his ear, making him snort and scrunch up his shoulder's to cover his ear's. "What's wrong? Does this not.. tickle your fancy?" She'd give him an obviously rhetorical question, yet with his state right now, he didn't realize, "Y-YohoHOu ahARE!" He squealed into his sleeves once again, ugh, if Anya weren't behind him right now, he'd be slamming his feet into the ground to try and reduce the ticklish sensations just the slightest bit.

"If it really doesn't tickle, how about you try and het up right now?" She challenged, keeping at her spot. Loid took this literally as he used his forearms to boost him up, only to snort and flop back down when she scribbled into his pits each time he attempted to get up. "KYAHAH! Y-Yo-YOHOR! NOHO! Wahahait, thiHIHIS IHI'sn't fahAhAIr!" His attempts became futile as he just gave in, curling inwards ever so slightly, snorting and squealing each time she'd come back up to scribble under his arm's, before returning to massaging at the back of his ribs.

As his laughter became wheezy and crackled, that's when Yor stopped, "Anya, his had eniugh sweetheart!" She smiled sweetly at the pinkette, the young girl stopping and walking up to pat Loid on the head, "Want to get him a cup of water? He deserves it." Yor said, Anya immediately going off to get that cup of water.

"Sorry if I took it too far!" Yor immediately changed back, her cheeks dusted a bright pink as she muttered apologies, "I'm super sorry, I was just in the moment an-mmph?" Her cheeks couldn't get any redder, her speech cut short when Loid gave her a gentle kiss, his cheeks flushed and his breathing still unsteady along with some random giggles here and there from the tickle attack before. "You're okay, if anything, I, eh.. en-enjoyed it?" He said, making Yor look as if she passed away, "HUH? YOR ARE YO-" "AAA YOU'RE SO CUTE!" She hugged him, smothering his face with kisses, making him chuckle, blush and smile widely, enjoying the affection.

"Mama and papa are flirting."

"ANYA!"

It seems Loid forgot what he was tickling Anya for anyways.

[todoroklee]

GUYSSS I WANNA TAKE FIC REQUESTS FOR JJK, MHA AND SPU X FAMILY SO PLSSS GUGE ME ASKS IM BEGGING YOU 😭😭😭😭

[anime-owo-kage-san]

If You Won't Tell Us, Then We'll Just Have To Make You! (SxF Tickle Fic: Lee!Damian)

To someone--in case they recognize this idea--I did NOT write this out of impatience.

I thought, I should try and write my own request. So, this is kind of my first tickle fic. I hope it's decent.

Lee: Damian

Ler: Ewen, Emile

Btw, this is their canon age (6).

Also, I don't know how to write the setting for this. So I'll just tell you, they're in their dorm room.

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"Hey, boss...?" Ewen tapped Damian's shoulder, to try and grab the attention of his study-obsessed boss.

"What is it?" Damian answered, not looking up from his notes.

"Do you have a crush on, Stubby Legs?" Emile straight-forwardly asked.

"Grk!" The scion choked on air, and whipped his head around to face the two blondes. "E-Excuse me!? How dare you ask me such a question? Where did you even get that idea!?"

"Well for one... Emile and I may have been slow on picking it up, but you never seem to be picking that much fights with her. It's usually just us two, yelling at the girls. You occasionally jump in, but you're never the one to start it." Ewen explained.

"W-Well...! Maybe, I just don't want to waste my time on childish bickering!" Damian defended.

"Not done." Ewen put his hand up. "There's also that time you saved her from Bill's dodgeball attack."

"Or whenever she's around, your face would go red. And don't say it's anger, because we've finally discovered it wasn't." Emile added.

"E-Eh...! Uh...! I-urm...!" Damian stuttered. He tried to find anything to say.

"Boss..." Ewen placed his hand on Damian's shoulder. "It's okay. We've only been picking fights with the girls, because we thought you hated them. We never actually cared much."

"But...!" Emile said, grabbing the other shoulder. "If you truly have feelings for that peasant girl, we'll support you all the way! Even I believe social status isn't what matters, when it comes to love!"

"I... I..." The scion was at loss for words. He was warm and happy his friends are still supportive of him, even if he wishes to interact with the lower-class. He wanted to thank them.

But instead, his mouth spilled out something else.

"NEVER! NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS WILL I EVER HAVE OR EVEN SAY I HAVE FEELINGS FOR THAT COMMONER!!! THAT'S BASELESS CONJECTURE!!! ALL LIES!!! I DO NOT LIKE HER!!!" Damian thrashed his fists every which way, in the air.

Emile sighed, "See? I told you he'd be too stubborn, to give us a normal answer."

"Yup... Saw it coming..." Ewen said to himself.

"Wh-What are you talking about!? I gave an ans--" Damian was cut off, when he felt the arms of the two blondes move from his shoulder to under his armpits.

He was hoisted up a few inches from the ground, by the arms of his own flunkies.

The two blondes carried their boss towards his bed.

"What the he** are you two doing!?" Damian wiggled and kicked, trying to escape from his friends' hold.

"Sorry, boss..." Ewen said, as both he and Emile shoved him towards his bed. "But... If you won't tell us..."

"Oof!" Damian's face landed perfectly on his pillow.

He rolled over to lie on his back, and glared at the two, only to be pinned down.

Emile went behind him, and pinned his arms behind his back. While Ewen sat on his knees and smirked, "... We'll just have to make you!"

"N-No! D-Don't you dare! Ewen, Emile! Please...!" Damian tried to wrestle out of their grip.

When did these two get so freaking strong!?

Ewen crossed his arms, "Alright. Last chance to be honest with us! Do you like her? And there's only one true answer, because we already know. We just want you to confirm it. So don't be stubborn, boss!"

Damian stayed silent. Instead of using his voice, he rapidly shook his head left and right.

Ewen heavily sighed, and brought his hands down to his boss' shirt and lifted it up, exposing his stomach.

His fingers clawed the air. "Okay, fine. That's how it's gonna be. You lost your chance."

"E-Ewen! Please--GAHA!" Damian tried to double over, but was forced back by Emile.

The tall haired blonde, started with gentle pokes along his boss' stomach. Slowly turning into light but quick scribbles.

"Ngh!" Damian flinched at each touch. He stifles a laugh.

"Krr-krk! Hmmmm! Hmhmhmhm!" He giggled through closed lips.

"Already, Damian? I barely started!" Ewen said in amusement. "Oh! This is gonna be easier than I thought! You'll be spilling in no time!"

"Hehehehe! N-No I... Eehehehehe--WON'T!" Damian yelled as he twisted and turned, trying to find a way out.

And instantly squealed when the scribbling stopped, and was moved to squeezing his sides and hips. "IYAH! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Oh, you sure WILL." Emile retorted, and lifted his friend's arms over his head. "Try here next!"

"NOHOHO!!!" Damian protested, trying to pull his arms down.

"Sure!" Ewen answered, and immediately shoved his fingers into the sensitive hollows of the boy's arms. He started scratching the exposed armpits, showing no mercy.

"PFFFFT!!!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NO! NO! NOHOHOHOHOHO!!! STOP IT!! STOP!!" Damian thrashed about. His bedsheet started to wrinkle at each movement he made. "MERCY!!! MERHERHERCYYYY!!!"

And that's when Damian realized that this was it. This is how he'll die; from lack of oxygen, through heaps of laughter. Well... He lived a short, yet good life.

Sadly, he wasn't able to sulk about his death any further.

"GAAAAAHHHH!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Damian erupted into another fit of laughter when he suddenly felt air, being blown on his stomach.

"Pfrrrt!" Ewen gave a big raspberry on the scion's stomach. While Emile had pinned him flatly on his back, with his arms still above him.

"HAHAHAHA--!" Damian's own laugh was interrupted by a loud snort.

If his face wasn't red before, it certainly was now.

"Ha! Ewen did you hear that? The boss snorted." Emile said.

"Yeah, I know. I wished he laughed like that more often. It sounds nice. Not arrogant. It just sounds so... Age appropriate. Right, boss?" Ewen teased, and drilled a single finger into Damian's belly button; to which he responded with another shriek.

Damian tried to force Ewen off, by bringing his knee up, and hitting him in the back. But, the tall blonde merely ignored the pain, and instead grabbed the leg. Emile let go of his friend's arms and rushed towards the other leg.

They flipped him over, so he was lying on his stomach. And locked his legs, in between their own, holding an ankle each.

They took off his shoes, and slowly peeled his socks off halfway.

"Hehehe... No...! Please! Guys... I'm begging you...!" Damian pleaded one last time. He tried to look behind him, to try and beg with his teary eyes.

"Last and FINAL chance!" Emile told the brunette boy, he turned to him with an expectant look. "So...?"

Damian whimpered. He turned his head back, and shook it still refusing to give an answer.

"Suit yourself. I guess you like this." Emile turned back and pulled off the rest of the sock completely. Ewen followed, and they both grazed their nails all over the scion's soles. Then they went in his arches and in between his toes.

"NOOOO!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Damian shrieked, and repeatedly slapped the mattress. Tears started streaming down his face again.

"Don't wait for us to grab the hairbrush!" Ewen threatened.

Damian's face twisted in horror.

"BAHA!! N-NO! NOT THAT!" He fearfully begged.

He gasped for air, and finally he told them. "OKAHAHAY!! OKAHAY!! I HAHAHAVE A CRUSH ON HEHEHEHER! I LIHIHIKE HER! I THINK SHE'S CUTE!! SUPER CUTE!! FREAKING CUTE!!! I LIKED HER SINCE THE FIRST DAY!!!"

"Pfft! We didn't tell you to say all of that." Ewen laughed. Then he looked at Emile, who nodded back at him.

They both let go of their hold on the scion's ankles.

"Ah...!" Damian sighed in relief when the tickly feelings on his feet left him.

The two blondes crawled off the bed, and waited for their boss to recover.

Finally catching his breath, Damian shot back up and glared at his lackeys.

"You two! I can't believe...!"

"We'll be by your side boss." Ewen suddenly said.

"We're okay with how you feel towards Forger. We'll even play matchmaker if you like?" Emile said.

Forgetting every horrible thing he planned to say to his so-called friends, Damian grunted and looked off to the side, blushing. "Thanks I guess, you idiots..."

"So..." Emile started, "You liked her since the first day...?"

Damian stuttered, "U-Uh... I may have said too much..."

"Well too late! I wanna know exactly how you developed a crush on her! Give us the details!" Ewen enthusiastically says.

Damian hopped off his bed, and stomped back to his study desk. "No way! That's way too embarrassing!"

"Come on! You already told us a few embarrassing stuff already. What's the point?" Ewen persuaded.

"Only because you forced it out of me!" Damian snapped back, before sitting down on his chair.

"Then..." The blondes said, as they walked closer to the young Desmond. "Are you saying...."

"Huh...?" Damian turned around to face the two boys, who were smirking diabolically.

"We should tickle you for more information then...?" The two blonde boys raised their fingers up once more, and inched closer to the unfortunate boy.

"No. No. No. No. No!" Damian scampered out of his chair, and pushed past the two.

He spent the rest of the day, running away and hiding from the two ferocious tickle monsters.

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So... How's this for my 1st tickle fic?

I kinda hc Damian to be the kind of lee, that yells no repeatedly when they're being tickled. Even if it won't help them.

[berrys-hide-out]

Hii!! Welcome to tumblr!! Would you mind writing lee loid forger, with damian desmond and his gang as the lers? seems funny lol tysm!

Hohohoho~ thanks Anon and sure that sounds like pure chaos and evilllll

Lee: Loid

Ler: Damian, Emile, Ewen

Warnings; maybe a bit of swearing, Tickling

An Apology

Loid was on a search for Damian Desmond. Why? Because he had gotten to know that Donovan Desmond, his father, was going to be at the meet and greet.

“Hey boys, sorry to disturb, but have you guys seen a pendant with a sheep on it? My daughter requested my assistance in searching for it.” Damian looked at him rather unfazed “sure, is it this?” He asked and stood up from his place on the ground.

Loid took the pendant before gasping and kneeling down to the boy “you’re Damian Desmond, I’m very sorry for the inconvenience with my daughter!” He suddenly said making the three friends’ eyes widen. “You need to know that it’s hard to keep her under control sometimes as she’s a very lively girl..I hope we can make it up to you somehow.” he continued making Damian raise his eyebrows

‘Lively‘ was an understatement

he thought before reaching his hand for his upper arms, “you don’t-“ he stopped mid sentence when he noticed Loid jump under his fingers and earned a shared surprised look from Anyas Father. “Sorry did I hurt you..?” He asked “No, not at all actually, don’t worry about it, what were you going to say before?” Loid asked before he jumped yet again as Emile squeezed his side, this time though his jump was accompanied by a barely bit back gasp. “Boys please mi-Hind your hands.” Loid said as a short chuckle went loose, making him blush in embarrassment.

Get yourself together Twilight!

“Hm? But Anya has been rather over-the-top lately and didn’t you say you wanted to make it up to him?“ Emile asked, mischief shining in the child’s eyes. „yeah! What do you say Damian?“ Ewen grinned and let his fingers travel to Loid‘s sides Damian huffed as the father in front of him shook with the scribbles of his friends.

“Here look.” Damian said to his friends and squeezed Loids waist “hEheY!” The male protested and tried to stand up only for Ewen and Emile to tackle the spy and making him sit and so the fight began, squeezes on his side, waist, scribbles on his armpit when he left it uncovered to hunt the other offending hands.

“GuhUhuys quIhit Ihihit,” he chuckled out between his deep chuckles which were joined by giggles from the kids, all of them wearing bright smiles.

“No way! This is precious!” Ewen gasped and jumped from his waist to his sides and back again to his waist keeping Loid guessing. “BohoHoys!” “What? we’re right here!” Emile chuckled and Soon enough Loids face was starting to get red, not because of laughter but because they were very much in public and mind the fact that Damian’s father could be coming any minute!

Calm down Twilight! If you do something rational here you’re done for!

Damian who hasn’t actually said anything yet was watching Loid carefully. It didn’t take him long to find a specific spot right underneath his shoulder blade. Right there he squeezed and scribbled switching between those two they finally got a nice reaction, a light snort followed by laughter „OHOhOkay! IHihIhi‘m soHohOrry AhAbOuHuhut heHer!“ „wohoah, nice call Damian!“ Ewen exclaimed happily before seeing that Loid had switched to hiding his laughter in his hand while the other hunted Damian.

„hey! We’re also still here!“ Emile huffed „IhIhi knOhohow! IhI knOhohow! Lehehet Uhup ihif youhu couhuhuld“ he chuckled when Damian backed off hearing a car which hadn’t held far from them

„Guys Let up.“ he said making the two retract their hands „what’s up Damian?“ they asked making him point at Anyas father who was clearly embarrassed and had to fix his hair after having tried to catch them for those few minutes.

„father will come in a bit, i don’t think he’d want to see Anyas father like this.“ he huffed and let Loid stand up, the soft blush slowly fading as he calmed himself „thanks for letting up Damian.“ he suddenly said making the child nod.

„You know I don’t think my daughter hates you, quite the opposite actually, she often talks about you at home.“ he said seeing the young males face turn red „i hope you can forgive her and give her a chance.“ he smiled „wah? No way!“

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Hope you liked it! Might be a bit rusty still and I didn’t proof read so if you see any mistakes do tell!

[fluffyfantasticducky]

TWIYOR TICKLES!

Romance time y’all :0

Yeah remeber this post

S O here we is

Yeah it is tks but idc and well

It’s animated >:3

Tis became a collab with my great friend @giggly-squiggily who wrote an AMAZING fic to pair with this and yeah plz check it out and her blog she’s amazing

Anyways here’s my animation omg it was painful to edit but I’m super happy with it :3

Ima go suffer at school now byeeee

Nope nvm I got sick so I’m staying home😭

[otomiyaa]

Ticklish Loid Forger x Reader

Romantic + 34. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Requested by @fluffandgiggles for my 1K Followers Event🌻

"Hehehe! Do it again - ahahaha! Agahahain!"

You smiled. Little Anya really loved tummy tickles more than anyone. She rolled on her back, her small hands holding yours, almost like a cat hugging its owner's hand tightly in order to keep it there, rather than remove it. 

"Tickle tickle tickle!" you sang playfully, wiggling your fingers like spider legs over her belly.

"Bond too, Bond too!" Anya giggled, which was followed by an approving "borf!" from the adorable dog, eager to get his tummy tickled too, and so you did. You managed to pull your hand free from Anya's soft grip and tickled Bond's furry tummy. Bond reacted in a similar way as Anya did, rolling on his back adorably and enjoying the affection.

"Anya too, Anya too, ahahaha!" Anya squealed. Back to Anya. It was a playful loop of tickles that rewarded you with the sweetest giggles and borfs.

In the middle of all the fun and chaos, you looked up at Loid who sat on the couch reading his newspaper. Except.. he was no longer reading. He was staring at you. Not at Anya, not at Bond, you, with the fondest smile on his face.

Just as the two of you locked eyes, Anya yelled something about world peace (?) and ran into her room, together with Bond, leaving you behind in sudden silence. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you asked, getting up to sit next to him.

Loid instantly blushed and looked back at his newspaper. "L-like what?" he asked nervously.

"Like... I don't know," you hummed, glancing down to find an opening. And oh, you found one. 

"You were looking at me like... you were longing for some tummy tickles too?" you said, and you reached for his tummy and started to tickle. Loid immediately tensed, the newspaper crumbling in his hands as he bent forward.

"Wha-What?! Hohohold on! Thahats not- ahhahha! That's not truehehe!" he laughed.

"It isn't? You weren't starting like that because you were jealous?" you teased him, not slowing down your tickle attack on him.

"Nohoho I wahahasn't!" was Loid's giggly response.

You smiled. You weren't supposed to know he was a spy, and you weren't supposed to know he was this ticklish. Yet the romantic relationship you shared with him brought you this valuable information that could endanger your life. Whether that made it less exciting to make use of? Of course not!

"Okahahay eeheh-enough nohohow!" Loid laughed, pulling up the newspaper to use as a shield and cover his cutest reactions. He yelped when you grabbed his shield and pulled it away from him.

Loid immediately curled up in defense, protecting his tummy from further harm, but you were not planning your attack on his tummy like he anticipated. Instead you grabbed both his sides and clawed, digging in and wiggling your fingers while you climbed on top of him for further control.

"HAahahah! Nohoho! N-not thahahat!

The result was so sweet and satisfying. The loudest belly laughter that could only be activated through tickling and nothing else. No joke or funny face could get Loid Forger to make such a sound with all of his voice, and you found yourself staring at him with love and fondness as he let out this uncontrollable laughter.

"You wihihin! You win ahahah!"

"Was this ever a game, then?" was your teasy reply. You caught his hand that tried to fend off yours and entwined your fingers while using your other five fingers to continuously scribble at his side and ribs, making him arch his back.

"Hahahave mehehercy!" You couldn't hold back the smile that was even hurting your cheeks at this point. He was just too cute.

Despite your romantic relationship, Loid Forger didn't actually know that you knew about his true identity. He didn't know that you were aware of how smart he really was. How strong he was. How much danger he outsmarted everyday and how many opponents he took down.

Not knowing that you knew, he seriously allowed you to overpower him like this, fighting back with little strength almost equal to Anya's. He basically lay there and accepted your playful tickle torture, paying the price with his most beautiful laughter. Oh you never wanted to stop.

But of course you should've known it was a temporary delight. It was when you noticed two pairs of eyes staring at you from the side when you stopped tickling him, and you gasped.

Bond was wagging his tail, and Anya was looking at you with huge sparkling eyes. "Anya too! Tickle Anya too!" she chirped. You sighed and shook your head fondly.

"Well, it seems I have a new tickly part time job, don't I? Will I get some assistance?" you asked Loid who was still looking so sweet and flustered. He coughed awkwardly and nodded.

"Definitely," he said before forming two claws with his hands. Anya immediately squealed and started running now that her father got involved. Loid shot you a playful glance before he got up, and he winked.

"Your turn will be after this, just you wait," he said, making you blush as you were sure that was a tiny bit of the hidden Twilight side he just showed, and you secretly couldn't wait to see more of him!

[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #29: Eerie Music

TwiYor (Spy x Family)

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It took Yor a moment to realize that the creepy sound she was hearing was coming from the TV in the living room.

She’d gone to take a shower while Loid and Anya watched Spy Wars together – a nighttime routine that seemed to have been established since before she was married, and one she was content to let remain a father-daughter activity – and when she emerged a half hour later, an eerie sense of unease crept over her for several moments before she pinpointed where the noise was coming from.

Hair still dripping, she entered the living room, surprised to see both her husband and daughter passed out – one on the couch, one on the floor.

Poor Anya must have been exhausted, she thought. And poor Loid working so hard to make sure she gets good grades…

Resolved, Yor quickly wrapped her hair in a towel and got to work. She put Anya to bed first; the girl was a very heavy sleeper, so it wasn’t a difficult task. Once she was settled, she went back to the living room, intending to wake Loid but distracted once again by the music on the TV. When she looked closer, she realized that Spy Wars had ended and the station had moved on to a more intense film.

It’s for the best they both passed out, Yor thought as she flicked off the screen. I don’t think Anya would have slept at all if she saw—

“Oh, is it over?” a voice asked behind her, and Yor shrieked in surprise, collapsing to the ground as she whirled around. Loid was sitting up now, looking just as startled and wide awake. “S-Sorry, Yor, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Yor put a hand to her racing heart. “I thought you were sleeping!” she hissed, glancing down the hall but knowing full well Anya wouldn’t have been disturbed.

Loid’s lips twitched upward. He tried pressing them together, but it was useless. Within moments he was laughing, and Yor would have been more embarrassed if she hadn’t also found the situation amusing. “Y-Your face! That screheheheam!”

“Why, you—!” Yor got to her feet and lunged for him, her fingers easily finding purchase in his ribs, making him arch and cackle even harder. “I’ll give you something to laugh at!”

“I’m sohohohohohohorry, Yohohohohohor!” Loid managed in the midst of breathless giggles. “It was fuhuhuhuhuhuhunny!”

“That TV was playing creepy music that had me all on edge, and you have the audacity to just start talking when I thought you were asleep?” she teased in a playfully admonishing tone, finding that really bad spot at the top of his ribs near his armpits. “I’ll teach you to scare me to death!”

“Yohohohohohohohor!” Loid squealed, toppling backward onto the couch, now fully at her mercy as he squirmed and laughed. “Plehehehehehehease, I’m sohohohohohohorry!”

From inside her bedroom, Anya smiled to herself. Mama and Papa are flirting. Overhearing both of their thoughts at once and feeling more secure than ever, she snuggled further under the covers and drifted back off to sleep.

[xxtheophilusxx]

A Mission Full of Giggles

Summary: Loid returns home from a mission to find that things are a bit too quiet. Suspicious of the silence, he discovers Anya and Yor plotting something mischievous. Warning: Tickles Word count: 1.3k

The sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the streets of Berlint. The bustling city was beginning to wind down for the evening, but for Loid Forger, the day was far from over. As Twilight, the renowned master spy, he had just wrapped up another successful mission. His mind, ever alert, was still replaying the details as he approached the door to his apartment.

But the moment he stepped inside, all thoughts of his mission vanished. The apartment was unnervingly silent. Normally, he would be greeted by the sound of Anya’s voice—either chattering away to Bond, their trusty dog, or excitedly sharing stories from her day at Eden Academy. And then there was Yor, his wife, who would often be in the kitchen, the comforting scent of dinner wafting through the air. But today, there was nothing. Just silence.

Loid’s instincts kicked in immediately. Years of espionage had taught him to be wary of such stillness. His muscles tensed as he scanned the room, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. The furniture was in place, and there were no signs of forced entry, but something didn’t feel right. He carefully set down his briefcase, every movement deliberate and measured.

"Anya? Yor?" he called out, his voice calm but edged with caution.

The silence persisted, heightening his sense of unease. Loid’s hand subtly moved toward the concealed weapon in his coat. He began to move through the apartment, his footsteps silent on the wooden floor. His mind raced with possibilities—could this be an ambush? Was someone holding them hostage?

Just as he reached the living room, he heard it—a faint, barely audible giggle. Loid’s keen hearing picked up on it instantly. It was coming from behind the couch. His heart rate slowed as he approached the source of the sound, his movements smooth and controlled. Whatever was waiting for him, he would be ready.

As he rounded the corner of the couch, he was greeted by the sight of a pink-haired head peeking out from behind it. Anya’s large, sparkling eyes met his, and the wide grin on her face told him everything he needed to know. Loid relaxed, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Papa!" Anya exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement.

Loid raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued but his tone still calm and composed. "Anya, what are you doing?" he asked, though he had a feeling he already knew the answer.

Before he could react, Anya leaped at him with all the energy of a six-year-old determined to cause mischief. Her small hands, surprisingly quick, went straight for his sides. Loid’s highly-trained reflexes kicked in, but even he was caught off guard by the precision of her attack. An involuntary laugh escaped him as her fingers found the sensitive spots on his sides.

"A-Anya!" Loid stammered, trying to maintain his composure even as the laughter bubbled up. "What—what are you doing?"

"Tickling Papa!" Anya declared proudly, her voice ringing with delight. "Papa works too hard! Anya needs to make Papa laugh!"

Loid’s usual calm demeanor was quickly unraveling as Anya’s fingers continued their relentless assault. Despite his best efforts to remain composed, the ticklish sensation was too much. He burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the once-quiet apartment. "Anya, stop—haha—this isn’t fair!" he managed to say between gasps of laughter, his voice tinged with a rare vulnerability.

In the kitchen, Yor had been preparing dinner, her mind focused on the task at hand. But the sound of Loid’s laughter—a sound she had rarely heard—caught her attention. She set down her utensils and quietly stepped into the living room, her eyes widening at the sight before her.

There was Loid, the ever-composed and serious man she had come to know, doubled over in laughter as Anya tickled him mercilessly. Yor’s first instinct was to rush to his aid, but she hesitated. This was a side of Loid she had never seen—a side that was playful, even vulnerable. A small smile crept onto her lips as she watched them, a warmth spreading through her chest.

"Loid, are you okay?" Yor asked, her voice gentle but tinged with amusement.

Loid looked up at her, his breath coming in short bursts as he tried to regain control. "Y-Yor, help! Anya’s got me!" he said, his voice breaking into another fit of laughter as Anya found a particularly sensitive spot.

Anya looked up at Yor with wide, innocent eyes, still giggling. "Mama, help Anya tickle Papa! Papa’s too serious!"

Yor blinked, a hint of pink coloring her cheeks. She wasn’t used to seeing Loid like this, so out of control and… happy. Her heart swelled with affection as she nodded slowly, her smile growing. "Alright, but just a little," she agreed, her tone as gentle as ever.

Yor moved gracefully to Loid’s other side, her fingers brushing lightly against his ribs. She knew exactly where to tickle him—after all, she had accidentally discovered his weak spots during their time together. Her touch was delicate, almost hesitant, as if she didn’t want to overstep.

Loid, however, was already overwhelmed. The combined tickling from Anya and Yor was too much. He squirmed, his laughter turning uncontrollable as his composure completely broke down. "Y-Yor! Haha! N-not you too!" he pleaded, but there was no malice in his voice—only laughter and the genuine joy of being with his family.

Anya beamed with pride, clearly delighted to see her usually serious father laughing so freely. "Papa’s so ticklish! Mama, you’re really good at this!" she praised, her voice full of admiration.

Yor’s blush deepened, but she continued, her own smile widening as she saw how much fun Anya was having. "Thank you, Anya. But we shouldn’t be too hard on Papa," she said softly, though her fingers still gently tickled Loid’s sides.

Loid, breathless and red-faced from laughter, finally managed to gasp out, "I—I surrender! You win! Haha—please, no more!"

Anya stopped immediately, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Papa’s okay, right?" she asked, her voice suddenly filled with concern.

Loid nodded, still catching his breath, but there was a warm, genuine smile on his face. "I’m okay, Anya. Just… very ticklish," he admitted, a chuckle escaping him despite himself. He reached out and ruffled her pink hair, his expression full of affection. "You’re stronger than any enemy I’ve faced."

Yor also stopped, her hands moving to smooth out Loid’s rumpled clothes. "I’m sorry, Loid. We just wanted to make you laugh," she said softly, her voice filled with genuine warmth and a hint of shyness.

Loid looked at them both, his heart swelling with a rare emotion—contentment. "You succeeded," he said, his tone sincere. "You two are… amazing."

Anya grinned from ear to ear, throwing her arms around Loid’s neck in a tight hug. "Papa’s the best!" she declared, her voice full of pure, unfiltered joy.

Yor watched them, her heart full. The sight of Loid and Anya, both so happy, made her feel like she truly belonged in this family. "Dinner will be ready soon," she said gently. "Afterward, maybe we can all relax together."

Loid nodded, finally regaining his composure but still feeling the warmth of the moment. "That sounds perfect," he agreed, though he added with a playful glint in his eye, "But I think I’ll be keeping my guard up from now on."

As they settled back into their evening routine, the apartment was no longer silent. It was filled with the sounds of laughter, conversation, and the unmistakable warmth of a family that, despite the odds, had found a way to be together. For Loid, this was a different kind of mission—one where the stakes were high, but the rewards were beyond anything he could have ever imagined.

[fluffyfantasticducky]

TICKLISH LOID! TICKLISH LOID! TICKLISH LOID! TICKLISH LOID! TICKLISH LOID! TICKLISH LOID!

yes im watching the popular new anime, how could you tell -

[allnightstay]

Day 26 - Ticklish Kiss

Summary: Drunk Your decides to get playful with Loid 🤭

Lee: Loid

Ler: Yor

A/N: I'm tryna catch up here! Lol, it's already November and I've fallen behind 🤭

** I just started Season 2, so believe me when I say this is probably something that wouldn't even happen because Yor just gets too flustered with this kind of stuff xD But it would be cute <3

Also, Loid being one of the "serious all the time" characters makes me melt when I think of him in a ticklish situation 🫠 Enjoy!

It was a rare evening in the Forger household. With the mission behind them and Anya tucked in bed, Yor and Loid finally had some time to unwind. The two had shared a bottle of wine, and as the evening wore on, Yor’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue.

“Loid, you’re so serious all the time,” she giggled, leaning closer to him on the couch. “Don’t you ever just… let loose?”

Loid chuckled nervously. “I appreciate the sentiment, Yor, but we have to be responsible.”

“Oh come on! Just a little fun?” Yor insisted, her laughter infectious.

Caught up in her playful spirit, Loid found himself smiling more than usual. That’s when Yor’s eyes twinkled mischievously. “What if I found out one of your secrets?”

“What secret?” he asked, genuinely curious.

She leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially, “You wanna find out?”

Loid’s brow furrowed. “What are you—”

Before he could finish, Yor’s fingers danced across his neck, a gentle tease. Loid flinched, letting out a surprised laugh. “Yohor!”

“Awww no way!” Yor exclaimed, her eyes wide with delight. She couldn’t help but tickle him again, causing him to squirm and laugh uncontrollably. “This is too good!”

Trying to regain his composure, Loid shook his head, a mix of confusion and amusement. “Ahaha, hehehey!” Yor stops, leaning in.

“Just relax! I promise I won’t hurt you.” Yor leaned closer, her breath warm against his skin. “But what if I gave you ticklish kisses instead?”

Loid raised an eyebrow, trying to process her words. “Ticklish kisses? Umm well I-I..” he stutters

With a mischievous grin, Yor pressed her lips against his neck, her kisses soft yet playful. Loid’s reaction was instant; he erupted into laughter, the sensation overwhelming him. “Gah! Nahaha, Yor, wahahait! That tihihickles!!”

Yor couldn’t help but giggle along with him, encouraged by his laughter. “See? It’s fun!”

“Nahahaha okay, okahahahay, I get it!” Loid managed between breaths, still chuckling as she continued her affectionate assault on his neck.

But as Yor grew more enthusiastic, her kisses turned more intense, causing Loid to burst into another fit of laughter. “Ahaha ohohoh my gohohosh! I can’t—ah! It's tohoo much!”

“Just one more!” she teased, her lips brushing against his skin, eliciting more laughter from him. He tried to push her away playfully, but she was relentless, her ticklish kisses becoming a delightful torture.

Finally, breathless from laughter, Loid leaned back against the couch, his cheeks flushed from both the wine and the joy of the moment. “Alright, you win! No more ticklish kisses!”

Yor, still giggling, sat back, a satisfied grin on her face. “I think I prefer you like this, Loid. Less serious, more… fun!”

Loid smiled back, still recovering from the unexpected ticklish adventure. “Maybe a little fun isn’t so bad after all.”

As the two shared a comfortable silence, filled with laughter and warmth, they knew that this was a night they wouldn’t soon forget—a night of ticklish kisses and a bond that grew even stronger.

[todoroklee]

Hi hi hi hi hi

I Hope You’re having a good day (if not ignore meh)

Uhm, can you write ler! Loid? Any lee will do :p

Alright, thank you!

Hiii!! Im having a great day, and thank you for the ask <3

Ler!loid and lee!ania (there adorable what can I say)

"Look, Ania you need to study," loid groaned as he locked eyes with the little one.

"No! I don't wanna study!" She shouted as she stood up, loid grabbed her 'round the middle and pulled her back to his chest.

"Ania, it's just fractions!" He said, accidentally clawing his hand into her side as he tried to put her down on the floor, but was greeted with an unexpected squeak?

She wiggled away and looked back at him with a wobbly smile, "I still don't wanna study," she said as she sat back on the pillow.

"Hm, mabye I have a better way," he said under his breathe as he reached out a claw shaped hand and vibrated it into her side.

"he-EEP!" She jolted away with a smile, locking eyes with her father.

"Ah, ticklish are we?" Loid said with a smirk, this should be fun, as he went to grab her again she bolted down the hall.

Loid shot up and chased after her, running down the hall and darting past the rooms.

She ran into her room, hiding under her bed, her shoulders shaking with anticipatory giggles. She shot a hand over her mouth as she waited.

"Ania~ where are you~" he said teasingly, completely out of character for loid, but it was for the mission. Right?

He walked into her room and smiled warmly as he saw her under the covers, but he decided to exite her further.

"Hm, where could she be? Mabye here!" He said wheeling her chair from under her desk and looking under it, "not there...mabye here?" He said, pulling back the curtain gently.

She giggled more as he got closer, butterflies in her tummy as she waited happily.

"Huh, not here either, mabye...under the bed?" He said, slowly walking towards the bed, sitting on the end as he scanned the duvet.

Suddenly, he reached over and scribbled on her sides, achieving a shriek.

"Aha! Found ya! Now...I think you should get some punishment for running away..." he said as he pulled the covers off, revealing a smiling ania.

"Noho!" She giggled out as she backed away from him. She was cornered, she couldn't run, but she didn't want to...

"Oh I think I have to~" he said, crawling towards her and grabbing her round the middle and throwing her over his shoulder. Standing up and walking towards the living room, squeezing her sides as she squirmed, giggling.

He planted her down gently on the sofa, facing up as loid knelt over her.

He positioned his hand as a claw over her tummy, "I think I deserve a prize for dealing with you and your hatred of studying, don't you think?" He teased as he dropped his hand down onto her stomach, spidering over her soft belly and using his spare hand to wiggle his fingers over her sides.

"EhEHEH PAHAPA!" She squealed and wriggled around, laughing and enjoying herself.

Loid looked down at her with a soft smile and moved his hands towards her neck, making her giggle and squeak.

"Mmmm, those giggles are delicious! But I think I'm hungry for some laughter..." he said, dropping his head down to her stomach and blowing raspberries all over.

"NoHOHO PAHAHPA IHIT TIHICKLES!" she shrieked as she pushed at his head, tears of mirth forming in her eyes as she laughed.

He lifted his head and changed to tracing over her sides with one hand and fluttering his fingers around her neck and shoulders.

"Hehey! Pahapa!"

"Yes? Does it...what's the word?...tickle? Tckltckltckl~" he whispered as he spidered his hand gently over her tummy, dipping a finger in her belly button every now and then.

"Eeek! IhIHit tihICKlehes!"

"We've already established that part sweetheart~" he teased softly, as her laughter became more wheezy and squeaky he slowed to a stop.

He picked her up under her arms and brought her into a cuddle, running his hands through her hair as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Thahat was fuhun..." she giggled out softly as she recovered from the tickles.

Loid awwed internally as she spoke, "I'm glad," he said softly but didn't get a reply. He looked to ania, she's fallen asleep, he smiled warmly as he stood up and put her in her bed.

"Goodnight ania," he said softly as he pulled the covers over her and shut the door quietly.

Mabye this whole father thing wasn't so bad after all...

Hope this was okay!! Fic requests and/or drabbles are VERY welcome and enjoyed!!! Mha, spy x family and jjk <3

[tickly-trashcan]

Trick-or-Treat {Loid, Yor, and Anya}

“Papa, my costume is itchy.”

“That’s because we haven’t washed it yet. It’ll be less itchy on Halloween.”

“But it’s itchy now.”

Loid sighed and dusted off Anya’s arms, offering her a small smile. “There. It should be less itchy now.”

Anya rubbed her nose. “It’s still itchy.”

Yor chuckled. “Well, you look incredible either way. We’ll get it washed so it’s ready for Halloween tomorrow night! Do you want to practice for when you go trick-or-treating?”

Anya beamed, nodding her head. She ran into her room and shut the door loudly. Yor and Loid exchanged a look of confusion, but realization hit them when Anya knocked loudly on her bedroom door. They opened the door and Anya held out her hands.

“Twick-or-tweat!!”

Yor could not help but laugh and Loid smiled. “We’ll have to work a bit on your pronunciation, but you’ve got the spirit.”

“Oh, but it’s so cute when she says it, Loid. Anya, I think you’re going to be the best trick-or-treater on the block!” Yor cooed, ruffling Anya’s hair.

Anya laughed, but then her face fell. “My costume is still itchy.”

Loid and Yor chuckled, and Yor helped Anya out of her costume and into her pajamas. The two of them began to tuck Anya into bed and Loid patted her tummy a few times once she was under the blankets.

“You remember what to say tomorrow?”

“Twick-or-tweat!”

Loid laughed. “Yes, exactly that. Give us your biggest smile when you say it.”

Loid playfully tickled Anya’s tummy, making her giggle brightly and smile widely. “Twick-or-tweheheheat!!”

“Sounds like your playing a trick on her right now, Loid. It’s not Halloween just yet,” Yor scolded playfully, nudging Loid. He ceased his tickling and patted Anya’s head, making sure she was snug under her blankets before he and Yor left the room, leaving Anya to fall asleep.

“Have you figured out what candy to get for the trick-or-treaters, Loid?”

Loid shrugged. “Maybe I’ll just give them apples.” Yor shoved him lightly and Loid laughed. “I’m kidding! They’ll get plenty of treats.”

[helloitsghost]

Tktober Day 1: Anticipation

Hola I’m doing @august-anon’s tktober now so yeeee

✨ t u m ✨ also just them I’m getting back into sxf and I’m dying at how much I love em😭

See y’all for tmrw🤌

[lovelymessybubbly]

tama bby !!! congratulations on your huuuuge milestone hehe i'm still on hiatus but i was lurking and saw your post and really really wanted to participate so shhhhh pretend i'm still offline aojf;aof could you please do our husband loid ???? i love him to death and think he deserves so many tickles hehe

ilysm xoxo dani

"you're so cute- i could tickle you till twilight !!"

weheee i was very excited for this one, as you know i never tire of tormenting this handsome spy ♡(｡- ω -) so i am so appreciative that you requested him, dani-chan !! i always tend to want to attack him with everything i have, since he is such a hardened warrior. surely he can handle a bit of tickling, right ?? (⌒ω⌒)

drawing drunk tama was fun o(≧▽≦)o she is drinking makgeolli, for those who are curious.

i hope you enjoy !! thank you so much for your continued support !!!

[kanene-yaaay]

Squiggily, how can you create such ADORABLE and PRECIOUS scenarios that makes me want to giggle, kick my legs, roll around the bed and hug my phone non stop??? For real, this is so so sooooooo much lovely and precious!!! Cheer up tickles até always *chef kiss* fabulous and then you go and add the most WONDERFUL and GREAT family ever WITH reader insert??? My heart is melted, I am on the floor, this fanfic is living rent free in my mind and I shall never recover 💛💛💛💛💛💛

Hii!! For the valentine event, would you mind writing lee reader (platonic, male pronouns), with ler loid from spy x family. With 💙XOXO, 💛Sweet Heart. Thank you!!! Happy early valentine~

Heyo! I wouldn't mind at all! This accidentally went from just Loid to the entire family, so I included Yor and Anya too! I hope that's okay! Also- all reader characters are gender neutral for inclusivity!

Happy Belated Valentines Day! :D

Sweetheart ("Oh? Is someone ticklish?") + XOXO ("Hey, do you like raspberries?")

“Thanks for coming out with us today- I know Anya’s especially happy to see you today.” Loid smiled at you from his seat on the park bench, said girl and Yor laughing in the background as they played with Bond. “Plus, it’s good to catch up. How’ve you been?”

“Oh, you know- I’ve been around.” You smiled in return, even if the gesture felt forced. If you were being honest, it’s been a hellish week for you. Relentless hours at work combined with little to no sleep during the night left you feeling sluggish and stressed. Loid- who had started to notice your zombified state- invited you out with the family for a weekend out of town. You were hesitant at first, but Yor and Anya were just as insistent of you coming upon learning about the invite. “Sorry- I’m just a bit tired.”

“That’s alright- it’s the whole point of coming out here.” Loid nodded in understanding, the feeling all too familiar. Before he could carry on the conversation, Anya bounced up, eyes sparkling.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Can I have a hug?” She made grabby hands at you, a sign she wanted to be hugged. You didn’t hesitate, pulling her into your lap and hugging her close.

“Of course you can, Anya-chan!” You laughed in her hair when her little hands pulled at your sweater, the gesture ticklish. “Careful now.”

“Oh? Are you ticklish, (Y/N)?” Loid asked, something like mischief shifting in his expression. Anya, ever the observant one, looked just as mischievous.

“What? Oh, no- no way! I’m not…oh hey, I know a great crepe shop not far from here.” You started to stand. “Let’s go get some- whoa!” Hands pulled you back, gentle but with enough force behind them to keep you sitting. “Y-Yor?”

“Sorry, (Y/N), but I think you need this.” She smiled apologetically. Even that was laced with mischief. “Ready?”

“Ready!” Anya cried. With that, hands attacked you, tickling along your sides and waist. You squeaked and squirmed in your seat, giggling helplessly as you tried to block out their hands.

“Whhahahait! Whahahhait, Guhuhuhuhuys! Pleahhahahahse!” You laughed helplessly at the feeling. The variation of Loid’s skillful fingers and Anya’s grabby pokes drove you up the wall. In addition- the hands holding your shoulders swept down some to get your armpits and upper ribs, adding to the tickling. “Aheahhahhahaha, cohohohohme ohohohohohn!”

“Hey! (Y/N)! Do you like waspbewwies?” Anya asked, eyes gleaming. She stuck her face into your stomach, blowing as hard as she could against the thick material of your clothes. The actual raspberry didn’t do much- but her gesture combined with her squishing her face into your belly was enough to make you squeal in mirth.

“EHEHEHHHEK! OHOOHOKAY OHOHOOKAY!” At your cries for mercy, the family pulled back, all laughing at the sight of your red cheeks and teary eyes. Around you, Bond ran, barking as if he were laughing too. You shook your head with a giggle, feeling yourself relax.

You were hesitant at first, sure, but you were beyond happy you took up the offer to come.

The Forgers were your family, and you theirs.

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