#ticklish!lance

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Ahhh!! Nobody asked for this (sadly) but I'm doing it anyway. Voltron tk headcanons!! :D

Hc's under the cut!!

Shiro:

Eh, most people would think that he is quite ticklish, but that's not really the case.

He is ticklish, yes, but only around 4/10 on the tk scale, which (compared to others) isn't much.

He's not much of a lee, but he is a RUTHLESS ler, Keith and confirm after living with Shiro and enduring his frequent ler moods for years on end 😅.

Only ticklish spots are behind his knees, his ears and the back of his neck where his hair ends and meets his back.

He uses his strong ass mechanic arm to pin his lee's hands down and tickle the SHIT out of them 😭.

Very skilled ler.

85% ler, 15% lee.

Adam would 100% tickle him even knowing he's not that ticklish.

Hunk:

Actually quite ticklish, around a 6.5/10 on the scale.

55% ler and 45% lee.

Worst spot is his top sets of ribs.

Vibrating your fingers at the top of his ribs make his laugh wheezy and hiccup-y.

Very flustered when teased.

"Coochie coochie coo!" and "tickle tickle tickle" work really well on him.

When he's a ler, he's very gentle, he doesn't use rough tickles, be used soft ones like pokes and light traces.

Though these work really well on his lees

Lance:

Growing up being the older sibling with lots of younger siblings, he's very experienced in this type of stuff.

75% ler, 25% lee.

Just because he's mainly a ler doesn't mean he isn't ticklish himself.

Solid 8/10 on the tk scale

Worst spots are his armpits, belly anddd.. neck

Wrecks EVERYBODY in Voltron, literally.

Teases everybody

They're TERRIBLE.

He doesn't even have to touch his lee, he can just tease and they'd already be giggling.

Skilled ass ler

Like, terrifyingly skilled

Keith:

OH MY GOD MY BABYNYBYBYBYBTB

I love him so much I cant ..

14/10 on the tk scale

THE MOST TKLISH IN VOLTRON

90% lee, 10% ler

Worst spots are: back of the neck (i totally didn't add that because of his mullet and the headcanon that his mullet tks his neck ..) , thighs, feet, armpits, hips, under his chin, his back and his palms.

Basically every spot IMAGINABLE.

When he's galra, scratch under his chin, he let's out the sweetest giggles

Lance does this .. (Klance IS real trust me ..)

Shiro has the WORST ler moods and KEITH is ALWAYS the victim of these attacks

Their brotherly bond makes me cry I love brotherly sheith (NOT THE SHIP. I HHHAAAAATTTTTEEEEEE SHEITH AS A SHIP.)

Only Shiro, Lance, Hunk and Allura know that Keith is tklish.

Allura knows because her mice saw Shiro and Lance wreck Keith and they told her

Pidge:

Not tklish.

whatsoever.

maybe on her hands, like scratching the skin between her fingers will make her chuckle, but nothing else.

It's crazy, you'd think Pidge WOULD be tklish, but she's not

These both aren't tklish, alteans (or however you spell it, idk) aren't.

Not one bit.

THESE ARE SO LAZY AND OLD I'M SO SORRY I'M NOT ACTIVE ANYMORE, I'VE BEEN HAVING A LOT OF LIFE PROBLEMS RECENTLY AND I DECIDED TO POST THIS DRAFT TO MAKE UP FOR IT ..

[checopereez]

where the f1 drivers like to kiss you

lance stroll

on your hairline. lance loves how soft your hair always is and he likes the way you giggle when his breath tickles your scalp.

max verstappen

on the lips. max is a simple man and he likes it best to kiss your lips. besides, your lips are just so irresistible.

charles leclerc

on the neck. you love to be kissed on the neck just as much as charles likes to kiss you there. it's something very intimate for you two and it always makes your stomach tingle.

carlos sainz

your hands/fingers. carlos loves to take your hands in his and put his lips on your fingers and kiss every single one of them.

oscar piastri

on the belly. you are very ticklish there and oscar just loves to hear your laugh, so he doesn't shy away from kissing your belly every chance he gets.

[ssentimentals]

sweet, sweet morning {fernando alonso/lance stroll}

pairing: fernando alonso & lance stroll

rating: mature

prompt: Lance softens, smiling widely at Fernando as he settles himself comfortably on top of his hips. He moves back and forth, sliding over his shaft in a teasing manner, igniting the fire in both of them even more. ‘Anything?’ Lance asks, knowing the answer very well.

‘Anything.’ Fernando promises.

warnings: nsfw! (minors dni!! or i will do something bad)

Fernando rarely dreams; Morpheus is not kind to him in that regard. When he was younger and sleep did not come easily, his dreams were haunted by bloody images, heartbreaking sobs and gut-wrenching violence. They disturbed him to no end, made him get up restless and with zero energy, heart heavy with guilt. But with age everything changed: sleep started finding him quick and easy, guilt lessened and stopped turning his entire existence into a nightmare. He still dreams rarely, but when he does, now they are filled with warmth. With beautiful brown orbs and full lips. With spotless skin and loud laughter. With wet tight heat and skillful tongue. With – Fernando squirms, frowning. It feels good, almost ticklish. He is always on high alert, but he lets himself have lazy and uninterrupted mornings when Lance stays the night. And Lance did stay the night – Fernando automatically reaches out to his right but finds nothing. Slurping sound echoes in the room and he finally opens his eyes, understanding what the ticklish sensation was. Looking down, he grins at the black mop of the hair. His hand gently grasps silky strands, making their owner groan appreciatively.

‘Morning, amor.’ Fernando greets in a hoarse voice.

Lance looks up, most spectacular brown eyes meet his and he smiles. Well, as much as he can, with his mouth full of Fernando’s shaft. Before Fernando can say anything else, Lance honest to god winks at him and resumes his work. He hollows his cheeks and goes down expertly, ignoring his gag reflex as much as he can. Fernando hisses and gently tugs at his hair, getting Lance’s attention. With force, Fernando pulls his boy up, grinning at the way he licks his lips, eyes zeroed on Fernando’s half-hard member. ‘Wait,’ Fernando asks and adjusts his position until he’s sitting against the headboard, pillow tucked comfortably behind his back. ‘Now come here, Lancito.’

Lance grins, all boyish and charming, literally irresistible. Fernando would have kissed him, but he knows how Lance hates being interrupted, so he holds himself still as Lance crawls closer, naked body on full display as he gets in between Fernando’s legs. Lance looks at him pointedly, almost daring Fernando to break this eye contact while he carefully licks up his way to where Fernando wants him the most. He leaves small kisses on both sides of his thighs, plays with his balls – all while holding eye contact. Fernando wants to tell Lance that he won’t be able to look away even if he were held at gunpoint. Lance pulls him in with strength that has nothing to do with physical attributes; it’s something else, something much more powerful and judging by gleam in his eyes, he knows it very well. Fernando reaches out and Lance leans to his hand like a kitten, nuzzling into his palm and looking up at Fernando with adoration that is mirrored back at him with equal force.

‘Do not tease,’ Fernando chides quietly, forcing his thumb into Lance’s mouth. ‘That’s not very nice, mi amor. You woke me up and now you’re just teasing.’

Lance pops his thumb out, grinning. ‘I’m just starting.’

When he takes Fernando in his mouth, it’s heaven. It’s not new – Lance has certain oral fixation and really likes to kneel and stuff his mouth full, but no matter how much they do it, this sensation is not something Fernando can get used to. Lance’s mouth is perfect just like the rest of him – it’s hot, wet and Lance uses his tongue so skillfully that Fernando doesn’t bust quickly only due to years of experience. But what makes any blowjob of his truly remarkable is how much he loves it: Lance gets off on this, moans and groans throughout the whole ordeal. He likes to do it at his own pace and most of the time Fernando lets him, uses his hands to gently caress his head at most. But sometimes he gets impatient and forces Lance down until he gags, until his eyes water and he starts fighting under his hold. Today is not one of these nights though; Fernando lets Lance take his time. He breathes deeply and relaxes, absentmindedly carding his fingers through Lance’s hair; lets himself feel it, drift in slow waves of pleasure. It’s always good – it can’t be any other way with Lance. He tries so hard, breathes through his nose and goes deeper until Fernando hits his throat with a groan. He uses his hands, uses so much spit that it bubbles at the end, laps at Fernando’s dick like it’s his favorite candy, sucking at the top with a slurping noise. Fernando grits his teeth at the particularly hard suck, groaning when Lance takes him as deep as he can, staying there. He gags a little and only then pulls off, inhaling deeply and then instantly going back at it, bobbing his head enthusiastically.

‘Mierda,’ Fernando mutters, tightening his hold on Lance’s hair. ‘Stop, bebe.’

Lance listens, lets go with a loud pop and looks up at Fernando with a satisfied grin. ‘Getting close?’

Heat in the pit of his stomach has been burning on a low for a while now, but Fernando is not as young, doesn’t have such a quick refractory period as Lance, but what he does have over his younger love is stamina. He pats Lance’s cheek, looking at him lovingly. ‘Si, but we don’t want that, do we?’

Lance shakes his head. He leans in and Fernando lets him, eagerly welcomes him in his arms and kisses him back, tasting himself on boy’s tongue. ‘Wanna ride you,’ Lance whispers into his mouth, already swinging his one leg over his hips. ‘Wanna ride you, Nando, please-‘

‘Shh,’ Fernando shushes him, not liking the sound of desperate pleas from Lance, especially not when they are about something that he can have freely, something that’s already his by right. ‘Of course you can, bebe. Of course. Anything you want.’

Lance softens, smiling widely at Fernando as he settles himself comfortably on top of his hips. He moves back and forth, sliding over his shaft in a teasing manner, igniting the fire in both of them even more. ‘Anything?’ Lance asks, knowing the answer very well.

‘Anything.’ Fernando promises.

His hands were on younger’s waist and he slides one of them lower, circling against his rim and carefully threading it in only to find out that his finger goes in without any resistance. His eyebrow arches and Lance chuckles, murmuring how he was up for quite some time now. Fernando eases one more finger in, eyes focused on Lance’s expression. His baby bites his lower lip, sighing quietly, slowly moving his hips to get a better angle. Fernando thrusts in sharply – a small reprimand for starting without him. Lance knows how much Fernando loves prepping him, opening him up, making him all ready to take him. He doesn’t like it when he’s not given this opportunity and Lance smiles apologetically at him, leaning in to plant a small kiss. ‘You were asleep,’ he whispers, inhaling loudly when Fernando starts scissoring his fingers.

‘Wake me up then,’ Fernando whispers back, not taking his eyes off him. ‘You know how I love it.’

‘You just love making me beg,’ Lance jokes and moans, when one more finger gets added. ‘Yes, fuck. So good.’

I love you. I love everything about you is what Fernando thinks but doesn’t say. Instead, he captures Lance’s lips in a fierce kiss and pulls out his fingers to grab at his ass. Fernando groans in appreciation, squeezing perfect globes with his hands, slapping both sides lightly. Lance blushes, always gets shy when his ass is given any attention, but Fernando knows he loves it, knows he loves how obsessed Fernando is with it or he wouldn’t wear the most fitting pants and jeans, wouldn’t arch his back in a way that he knows brings all attention to it. ‘God, this ass,’ Fernando lets out, squeezing hard enough to hurt, to leave finger imprints, to make Lance shriek. ‘Lance, god-‘

‘Nando,’ he calls, grabbing Fernando’s shoulders for support. ‘Wanna ride you.’

‘Yes, si, you can.’ Fernando looks up, leaving small kiss on Lance’s temple. He slaps his right cheek loudly, sound resonates in his ears and colors skin red. ‘Fuck me.’

Lance whines and it takes him a few tries, but then he is slowly sliding down Fernando’s girth and both of them moan in unison, when he sits fully. Lance’s eyes roll over and he makes these aborted sounds like little sighs, adjusting to the size. Fernando’s hands are on his hips in the instant, gripping tight and thumbs drawing circles to soothe. Lance’s head is right there and Fernando kisses everywhere he can reach, smiling when Lance looks up, straightening up.

‘Go on, mi vida,’ Fernando whispers lovingly.

Lance preens, blush rises high on his cheekbones. He loves all per names, but ‘mi vida’ is his favorite. Something in him wants to own Fernando, wants to know that his place in Fernando’s life is all encompassing, wants him to be Fernando’s life. Something in Fernando wants to claim Lance, wants him to wear Fernando’s mark with pride, wants to hide Lance and have him only for himself. Fernando thinks that maybe that’s why they go so well together, because Lance is not that different from him after all; he is just as possessive, as selfish. Just as crazy about him as he is.

‘Nando,’ Lance murmurs, slowly lifting himself up. ‘Nando, Nando. Nando-‘

‘I’m here,’ Fernando tightens his grip on his hips and fights the urge to sink his teeth in Lance’s neck, when he drops back down. ‘Here, bebe.’

Lance nods and moves in earnest, riding Fernando hard and quick. His thighs and core flex with effort, he breathes heavily and frowns in annoyance, not being able to get the angle right. Huffing, Lance circles his hips slowly, moaning loudly when Fernando hits the sweet spot. ‘Ah,’ Fernando grins like a madman. ‘There.’

‘No, don’t move,’ Lance commands, noticing how Fernando started to pull his legs closer, obviously wanting to also help with movement. ‘I’m gonna do everything myself.’

Fernando listens and lets Lance set the pace. It changes from hard and quick to slow, to sensual rolls, to maddening grinds. Lance looks like he’s on cloud nine and Fernando is not far from him, holding himself back from rolling this boy over and having his way with him. But Lance obviously wants to be the one in charge, wants to have their naked sweaty bodies as close as possible, mapping Fernando’s chest with his hands. Fernando is not a vain and shallow man, but his ego grows tenfold, when he sees the heat in Lance’s eyes as he scans Fernando’s body, obviously liking what he’s seeing.

‘So good, Nando,’ Lance says and breaks off with a loud moan, when he picks up the speed. ‘So good, fuck.’

Fernando slides his hands up, twisting Lance’s nipples, grinning at the slight halt of his movements. His cock curves upwards, heavy and leaking precome on his stomach; Fernando touches it lightly, making Lance jerk in a gasp. ‘Don’t stop,’ Fernando tells him, wrapping his hand more firmly around his length. ‘Ride me, mi vida.’

‘Again,’ Lance asks, speeding up. ‘Again, call me-‘

‘Mi vida,’ Fernando repeats, leaning in and breathing right in Lance’s mouth. His voice is full of adoration: ‘My life, Lance. My whole life-‘

‘Fuck!’ Lance shouts, when Fernando jerks him off harshly. ‘Mm, fuck, amour-‘

Fernando grits his teeth in concentration, not letting himself finish this too early. Lance doesn’t use any pet names, but when he switches to French, it awakens something feral in Fernando, something primal, something that he’s not proud of. Lance feels so good, so tight and hot around him; he wraps his arms around Fernando’s shoulders and rides him with everything he has, whining and moaning into his left ear. Fernando kisses him because he can, because he can’t not kiss him. Lance kisses back immediately, letting Fernando take the charge but not letting up in intensity at all. It’s a miracle to not bust in first seconds, Fernando holds on because Lance always comes quickly when he’s on top and he has to see him come first before being able to also let himself go.

‘Please,’ Lance whispers, fully hugging Fernando now. ‘A little more, cheri, just a little more-‘

Fernando kisses him behind the ear and lets go of his cock to grip his hips again, knowing what help Lance needs. Mastering all strength, Fernando helps him move up and down, not moving his own legs. It’s hard not to lose yourself in Lance’s heat, but Fernando is a master of putting his own desires on the background to focus on something else. And right now it’s Lance and bringing him to peak is his first priority, so Fernando helps him move, fastening the pace because Lance can’t come from slow grind. He feels hand sneaking between their bodies and it takes four pumps before Lance is spilling on their chests, shouting Fernando’s name. Fernando moans, closes his eyes at the impossible tightness and breathes deeply, leaving bruises on Lance’s hips from his tight hold. Fuck, he’s so hard. He wants to-

‘C’mon,’ Lance urges, out of breath. ‘Want you to come in me, Nando.’

Fernando takes a deep breath. God, how can he say no to this? ‘Like this?’ Fernando asks, meaning their position.

Lance nods, hiding his face in the crook of Fernando’s neck. Fernando kisses him somewhere on the ear and carefully bends his knees, gaining more leverage for thrusts. On the first one Lance whines and starts mouthing on Fernando’s shoulder. On the second one he shudders from sensitivity but doesn’t tell him to stop, so Fernando keeps on going. It doesn’t take him much, he’s too wired up from blowjob and Lance’s heat, his short pistol-like thrusts leave him and Lance breathless; when he reaches his high, he grits his teeth and only lets out a quiet groan, while Lance moans at the feeling of being filled up.

‘Mhmm, fuck,’ Lance curses after few moments, slowly leaning back from Fernando. ‘Shit, so full. It’s gonna- spill out.’

Fernando blinks back to reality. He caresses sweaty skin on Lance’s back, becoming very aware of drying off come on his chest. He pushes Lance back, wanting more physical contact and smiles at the way his boy instantly cuddles up, not minding sweat and come. ‘Can I?’ Fernando asks, letting his hand slowly drift to where he and Lance are still locked.

‘Hm? What do you want?’ Lance asks, voice tired.

Fernando gets rid of the pillow under his back and with a bit of difficulty moves them, so he can lie back fully, taking Lance with him. He gently pushes Lance’s hips, signaling him to get up, to let Fernando slip off. Lance grumbles but listens and then gasps, when Fernando replaces his dick with his fingers. ‘Nando!’

‘Shush, it’s okay,’ he mutters, peppering Lance’s head with kisses. ‘Will clean you, bebe. You just stay like that.’

‘But your sheets,’ Lance wrinkles his nose cutely, looking up. ‘We can shower?’

Fernando kisses him instead of answering. Kissing Lance is one of his favorite things, it’s well established. Lance lets himself be kissed, leans closer to get a better angle, sighs into the kiss in satisfaction. Fernando works his fingers in and out, feels his semen slip out, swallows Lance’s moans. He can’t go again now, but he knows Lance can, so he keeps him appeased with this, playing with overstimulation, making Lance writhe in his hold.

‘Ah, ah, ah,’ Lance jerks, his cock half-hard between their bodies. ‘Mm, I- too much.’

‘But feels good, si, princesa?’ Fernando asks, kissing him again.

His eyes are open, he watches and drinks in every Lance’s expression, knows the exact moment when he has to add more pressure. Fernando presses on the prostate with every move and in the end just massages it without any breaks, not letting up, not letting Lance have a second of taking a breath. He cries, whines, wiggles on top of him to get away from his fingers, but Fernando is insistent; his grip around Lance is vice tight.

‘Gonna come,’ Lance whispers after some time, Lance morphed into something between pleasure and torture. ‘Uh- gonna come, cheri.’

‘Then come, bebe. Let go, mi vida. You can come.’

Fernando has never been this gentle with anyone. He never showered someone with pet names, never looked up at them, afraid to miss even a second from the sight when they reach their pleasure. He never held someone in his arms with the means to not let go. Lance spills between them with a pained groan and Fernando kisses him through it even when Lance mostly just breathes into his mouth instead of kissing back.

‘Jesus,’ Lance lets out, blinking at him owlishly.

‘Just Fernando.’

Lance rolls his eyes and hits his arm playfully. ‘Don’t start.’

‘I believe you started everything,’ Fernando chuckles. He hugs Lance tight. ‘What a nice good morning, amor.’

‘Very nice.’ Lance agrees, laughing. ‘But shower now, please.’

Fernando nods. He knows that in shower Lance will act like a sleepy cat, all cuddled up to him and make Fernando do all the work. And he is okay with that. Lance stands up and kisses him before stretching and going to the bathroom. He walks like this is his apartment, like he belongs here and Fernando doesn't think even he belongs to this apartment more than Lance does. And isn't that a crazy thought? He blinks at the sound of his name being called and follows Lance, storing that thought for later. For much, much later. 

a/n: this work is actually part of my series on ao3 (HERE), but i thought i'd post this segment here as well. what a season it has been, i'm so pumped for this two in 2025! hopefully you liked this one, enjoy! <3 - nini

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Tickletober 2024 Day 7: Fidget

Pairing: Lee!Reader, Ler!Sunday – Romantic

Word count: 789

[notes: ehehe I love Sunday sm eheheh im gonna pull for him when he’s playable. I think this is my favorite fic I wrote ehehhe. and if I did the calculations and if im right, then his drip marketing will perfectly align with the day i’m posting this ᕙ(  •̀ ᗜ •́  )ᕗ]

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Fidget, fidget, fidget…

“[Y/N], are you alright?” Sunday’s voice was lanced with concern. His usual aloof appearance was replaced with a softer and gentler expression. One that only you get to witness.

You two were waiting outside the meeting hall where an important conference would be held in a few minutes. You being a close companion of Sunday and his significant other, allowed him the chance to invite you to experience (suffer) the meeting with him (he didn’t want to do it alone). There is currently no one else in the waiting room other than the two of you, the silence didn’t help with your growing nerves.

“Y-yeah I’m fine. I’m just not really used to getting ready for something so… important and fancy. Hehe…” You shuffle around and play with the hem of your shirt. 

Fidget, fidget, fidget…

An idea popped up in Sunday’s head “Well dear, I do have a method that could help you calm down.” His tone was teasing, but you were too caught up in the idea to notice his the cheeky grin growing on his face. “Really? What is it? How does it work?”

Sunday merely chuckled at your actions and brought you into a tight hug. The action was warm and intimate, it brought you immediate comfort and reassurance, making you lean further into the Halovian’s embrace; it made you feel safe and protected. That was until you felt a ticklish feeling next to your ears. You peak your eyes open only to see that Sunday was using the wings behind his ears to tickle your ears. “eheehe- S-Suhuhnday-”

You try and wiggle out of his ticklish embrace but his grip is strong, but not uncomfortable. “Is my method helping you, angel?” Sunday teased, you would be lying if it wasn’t helping with your nervousness but it was just that you were too ticklish! You blush at his velvety smooth voice, you had always liked the way Sunday talks. Suddenly, your train of thought was cut off when you felt fingers gently probing and scribbling along your sides. “W-WahahaiehEHEHt SUhuhndahaAHy! ah-AHahahahah”

The charming man’s face was graced with a gentle smile, he always enjoyed listening to your laughter. He slowly climbed his fingers to your ribs, vibrating his fingers between each bone, all while tickling your ears with his wings. You buried your face into his neck in an attempt to muffle your laughter, scared that someone may overhear your playful banter. “EhehehHEHEh w-wahahait- I-ihiht tihihickles! G-gahAHaha” 

The combination of his feathery soft tickles on your ears, along with the precise fingers prodding and scribbling your sides made your mind melt into a puddle. “I’m sure it does, my dear. I believe that was my intention from the start.” Sunday chuckled, oh how you wish you could hear more of his laughter.

You tried to retaliate by reaching towards his hips to try and tickle him back, knowing it was one of his worst spots. However, he was faster. “Ah ah ah, my love~. None of that, please. This is for you.” He caught you in the act and tickled you faster, making you slam your arms back down to your sides to try and block his tickling hands. But unfortunately, you had only trapped his hands against your armpits and ribs. 

Sunday smiled in amusement “Love, be sure to keep quiet, I would hate it if someone else were able to hear your beautiful laughter.” Sunday’s teasing only made you blush harder, hiding your face deeper into the crook of his neck to try and muffle your giggles. 

“WAH- AHahaAHA! *snort* SUHUhndahAHAY” You snorted. You could feel Sunday’s heartbeat getting faster as you squirmed in his grasp, he loved how adorable you were. But alas, you were too busy being tickled silly by man to realize fully. He leaned down a little, bringing his head close to yours and you felt a kiss land on your nose. He used this opportunity to remove his hands from your ribs and move his wings to tickle your neck.

The sound of your light-hearted giggles filled the empty waiting hall. The sight of you being flustered by just a few simple touches along with words from your lover made his heart flutter, encouraging him to continue using his ‘relaxation method’.

After a few more minutes, Sunday decided to have mercy on you, stopping his ticklish attack but still keeping you in his arms. You felt a gentle kiss placed on the top of your forehead, followed by Sunday’s soothing voice of reassurance and how you’ll be alright during the meeting. After all, you were going in with the head of the oak family’s support. Maybe you didn’t mind this calming method that much.

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First Kiss (Race 13)

A strollonso AU where 18 year old rookie Lance Stroll falls helplessly in love with the notoriously mean world champion. (3.5k words, angst at first, just a little overthinking, then fluff, Fernandos a big sap, sloppy kissing, they're desperate, choking, daddy kink kinda, dry humping, unprotected sex, overstim) [@v3lnys @biancathecool] {Now that they can be cute this is so easy to write}

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It'd only been a few days since Lance and Fernando had seen eachother so it made no sense for them to be as excited as they were but that didn't change anything.

Lance had persuaded his father yet again to book the same hotel as the Spaniard, not wanting to spend a moment away from him now that they were together.

They were together, right?

Lance hadn't gotten a straight answer, ahen he asked Fernando what they were he felt stupid, he really felt like a teenager as he looked up to the man and uttered the words.

Fernando said he was whatever Lance wanted him to be but he wasn't sure, did Fernando want to be with him? Was it just casual sex? Is this casual to him? Does he do this with everyone? He felt like his head was spinning as he shoved his face into the pillow of his hotel bed.

Lance was getting bored waiting to see the Spaniard again, knowing he'd been booked a later flight so he wouldn't arrive for ages (he texted Lance 10 minutes ago saying he was 15 minutes away)

His stomach was in knots as he thought about seeing Fernando again, worried things would be awkward, worried Fernando was going to say he made a wrong choice, he felt childish for worrying about things like this. He knew Fernando was more mature than the people he'd had little crushes on, nicer than all of them too, but he couldn't stop worrying that he was going to change.

He was torn away from his thoughts when he heard a knock on his door, jumping out of his bed and peeking through the peeper before opening the door to the Spaniard. He was about to pull him in when Fernando came forward, pulling the Canadian into his arms

"Missed you so much, mi vida" He whispered, squeezing Lance as the boy giggled

"I missed you too, Nando" He responded, closing the door behind them. Lance's hand found its way to the mans head, running his fingers through his overgrown hair

"How are you? Was the flight fine?" Fernando spoke, pulling away to look at him as they spoke

"I'm good, Nando, we were just texting a few hours ago" Lance smiled, still playing with the mans hair "The flight was good, wished you were there"

"Really? Am here now" Fernando hummed, hands settling on the boys hips "Why did you want me there?"

"Not for anything dirty!" Lance said, hitting Fernandos chest and pulling away with a scoff "Dirty, dirty, dirty!"

"You don't wanna go again, Lancito?" The man frowned, trailing after the boy with a whine, it was funny to see how Fernando acted away from the cameras

"I'm jet lagged" Lance lied, turning away from Fernando to hide the smile on his face

"I could help" Fernando whispered, kissing the boys jaw between his words, earing giggles from the ticklish rookie

"Later" He answered, turning to face the Spaniard who looked fairly pleased with the answer

"I can live with that" He smiled, placing his hands on Lance's cheeks as he brought him closer for a kiss, the Canadian happy to give him what he wanted this time. "You look lovely" He felt the Spaniard whisper against his lips, breaking out into giggles, flustered at the sweetness.

They got to the paddock together, walking and talking before they parted ways to get ready for quali, both of their teammates quick to notice what was going on

"So," Nico started, looking at Lance from his side of the garage "Anything exciting happen last week?"

"Uhm" Lance thought, lifting himself up onto the counter behind him "Not that I can think of"

Nico scoffed, shaking his head as he listened to Lance, mr "i'm not gay"

Fernando was pissed, he'd just gotten pole then his team informed him he was given a 2 second time penalty for some bullshit ass reason. Those two fucking seconds bringing him from p1 to p15.

His irritation subsided when he heard a cheery Canadian coming his way, calling his name in a sing-song tone

"Nandooo"

"Hola, Lancito" He hummed a response, turning around to face Lance as he pulled out the chair next to him

"So, on pole again, feel good to be back?"

"Not anymore" He responded, seeing the confused look on Lance's face "Me and Michael got a time penalty for each part so I'm p15"

"What?" He scoffed, Lance confused at the decision "What'd you do wrong?" He asked, the man just shrugging, Lance felt bad especially considering how he'd just walked in talking about Fernando being p1

"Is alright, am winning the championship still" Fernando added, feeling bad at the sight of the sad boy, glad when his face lit up, knowing Fernando was right.

The race started and Lance was off to a good start, passing De La Rosa once again and getting closer to Button ahead of him, it seemed to be going well until turn 6 when his rear wheels locked up, sending him spinning into the barriers in a matter of seconds, all he could do was groan.

"Are you okay, Lance?" Brad asked, Lance feeling like he'd heard that constantly all season

"Yep, I'm fine, sorry." He responded, getting out of the car just in time to see his boyfriend drive past

He was in his drivers room, laying on his stomach since him and Nico both retired at this point of the race.

He was about to fall asleep when he heard a knock on his drivers room door, sitting up to see who it was "Huh?"

"Lancito, can I come in?" His eyes lit up, Fernando being greeted by a very enthusiastic looking Lance

"Is the race over? That was quick."

"Did not finish, they put my wheel on wrong." Fernando laughed as he stepped in, Lance closing the door to meet the man on the couch

"Isn't this your first retirement in a while?"

"23 races, yeah." He hummed as he sat down, leaning his head on the wall behind him, race suit unzipped half way down to his waist

"I'm sorry, Nando, are you okay?" Lance frowned, leaning his head on the Spaniards shoulder

"Mhm, I do not mind" He nodded, turning to look at Lance as his arm snaked around his waist, pulling the Canadian against him, planting gentle kisses on the side of Lance's face

"You sure? If you were upset I was gonna offer my help.." He whispered, head settling in the crook of the older mans neck to conceal the giggles from the feeling of the mans facial hair brushing against his cheek, leaving soft kisses near the tattoo on his neck.

"Did I say I don't mind? I mean..." He dragged out his words, resituating himself as he pulled Lance onto his lap "I'm so upset, Lancito," Fernando frowned, making eyecontact with the Canadian "It's so sad, I really wanted to do well"

"Oh, my poor Nando," Lance cooed, lips curving up as he leaned forward to plant a kiss on the mans forehead, hands settled on his shoulders

"Can you make me feel better, Lancito?" He questioned, looking up at the boy on his lap, pleading eyes admiring the sight of him from above

"Since you're so hurt I guess it's the least I could do" He spoke quietly, well aware of how thin the walls around them were. After he got quiet Fernando was quick to connect their lips, done with waiting for him, it was already enough torture to keep his hands off of Lance all day that now that he could he wasn't planning on holding back.

He started slow again, gentle, not wanting to make the boy overwhlemed but as soon as he could he brushed his tongue on the boys lip, grinning slightly as his lips parted, taking it as a chance to slip his tongue in, refusing to wait before exploring his mouth.

Lance whined quietly, hands gripping tighter onto Fernandos shoulders as he took breaths between each kiss, not wanting to stop the man but he hadn't exactly gotten the hang of kissing yet.

As the kisses got sloppier the two got more desperate, Lance whining quietly as he rocked himself back and forth on the stronger mans lap, adoring the different feeling of this kiss, he liked how it felt to have Fernando somewhat manhandle him.

He was no longer being careful, no longer treating Lance as if he was glass that could shatter at any moment, he was rougher. His hands were gripping him tighter, guiding his hips as he finally pulled back, Lance whining at the loss of the Spaniards lips on his.

"Shh, be patient mi vida" Fernando whispered, turning to lean back further, liking Lance on top.

"Nando, please" He begged, seeing how quick Lance was to get desperate caused Fernandos dick to twitch, Lance grinding down as a response.

The Spaniard groaned, the feeling of Lance pressing down on him made him feel like he was on cloud nine, he knew if he kept moving how he was the boy could easily make him finish untouched. Fernando was truly in awe at how much of a natural Lance was, how quick he was to catch onto things and get good.

"Fernando" Lance muttered, leaning down to rest his head between Fernandos neck and shoulder again

"Si, Lancito?" Fernando spoke "What do you want, mi sol?"

"You, Nando" He breathed, the shorter mans eyes closing at the feeling of Lances lips brushing against his lips "Please, need you so bad" He spoke quietly, part of him scared of being caught but the other eager to know what would happej if he was.

"Okay, baby" Fernando nodded, propping himself up on his elbows as he moved the boy to sit up, wanting to look at him "Move like you were before, Lancito, can you do that for me?" He asked, the Canadian nodding eagerly as he did what the man asked, supporting himself with his two hands on his boyfriends chest as he rocked his hips, eyebrows furrowing at the friction, he'd never considered himself to be horny before but as soon as he found out how it felt to have Fernando in him it was all he wanted.

As Fernando started to guide the boy Lance couldn't stop the noises he made as a response, embarrassed at how loud he'd become at barely anything.

Fernando bit his lip, one hand leaving the boys side to wrap around his neck, pulling him down by it as if he was picking a kitten up by his scruff as he connected their lips again, Lance breathlessly whimpering into Fernandos lips as he began to move faster, deeper, body needing more.

"Fuck, Lancito" Fernando breathed, hand tightening around Lance's neck, pleasently surprised at just how receptive he was to it. "Sound so pretty, mi vida, who's making you feel this good, Lancito?"

He whined, eyes lidded as he struggled to continue, legs beginning to ache as he rocked back and forth "You, papi" Lance couldn't help himself as the name slipped out, Fernando absolutely adoring it.

The man loved knowing he was the only person to ever make Lance feel this way, the only one to ever have Lance on him like this

"Nando, please, please, need you in me" His grinding slowed down, practically stopping as he panted, the grip on his neck loosening, Fernando not wanting to stop the boy from catching his breath. It was endearing, how quick he got out of breath considering he was a literal athlete.

Fernando leaned to kiss the boys jaw, leaving wet kisses and bite marks on his skin as he pulled his race suit down more, wasting no time before pulling the waistband of his underwear down as well, just enough for the cold air of the room to hit his cock

"Lancito, need you to get up if you need me so bad" Fernando couldn't help but laugh at how quick Lance was to listen, being off the mans lap in seconds. "Take it off for me, baby, need your suit off"

The Canadian listened again, finding his way back onto him after he finished

"So good for me, Lancito, always so good for me, baby" He praised, fingers brushing over the tattoo on the boys torso, the two drivers' cocks pressed together as he waited for Lance to get situatied "Tell me when you're ready, mi sol, we need to be quick." He leaned back again, half lidded eyes watching as the pale boy moved on top of him

"I'm ready, please, need you."

"Put it in, Lancito." He instructed, hands moving down from his bare hips to Lance's thighs "Do you think you can do that for me, princesa?"

The boy nodded, quick to lift himself up and line the Spaniards cock up to his hole "Do I.." He began to ask, unsure if he was doing anything right on his own.

"Just sit, baby, you're doing great" Fernando reassured him, hands moving up and down his thighs as he felt his tip be pushed inside, the two of them breathing shakily at the now familiar feeling.

Lance shut his eyes tight as he felt himself sinking down, hands gripping onto Fernandos shoulders as he took him in fully, the Spaniard unable to tear his eyes away from the sight, seeing how Lance's eyebrows furrowed at the feeling and lips parted slightly as he panted drove Fernando crazy.

"Fuck, Lancito." He groaned, hand wandering to Lance's neck again as he leaned forward to finally kiss him, not noticing how he'd absentmindedly began moving the boy on his lap "Taking me so well. You're so billiant, mi vida"

The boy whimpered, not satisfied with the slow pace Fernando had set so he took matters into his own hands, bouncing himself on the Spaniards cock.

"God" Fernando groaned quietly, grabbing onto Lance harder as he let the boy set his own pace.

The taller boy leaned forward, bringing Fernandos hand back up to his neck, missing the pressure.

"What do you want, Lancito?" He asked, hovering his hand over the rookiee throat "Use your words, princesa."

"Choke me, please papi." He whined, his movements getting sloppier as his legs began to give out, struggling to keep a steady pace.

Fernando obliged, not going to deny Lance of something he asked so nicely for. He tightened his grip on his throat as he sat up slightly, leaving the two drivers chest to chest, their position familiar.

"Doing so good, Lancito, such a good boy for me" He cooed, praising Lance as he connected their lips again, adoring just how desperate he'd become after not having Fernando for a week.

The kisses were wet, neither of them in a position where they could be gentle, gentle was the last thing Lance wanted now that he knew how it felt to be choked and bit by the Spaniard.

Fernandos eyes lingered to his hand adorning the boys neck as he pulled away from the kiss, settling on the now red and purple marks he'd left on the boys jaw and neck, leaning forward to kiss them softly, even as they got rougher the last thing he wanted was for the boy to be hurt by him.

"Nando" He whined, laying his head in the crook of the mans neck

"Yes, mi sol?"

"I can't-" He started, practically just sitting with the mans cock in him "Need your help, Nando"

Fernando couldn't help but smile, kissing the boys cheek as he lifted him up, laying him on his back on the sofa.

"Look so pretty under me, Lancito" He purred, connecting their lips in order to contain his moans as Fernando began to move, pleased with the string of sounds that left Lances mouth as he did.

He set a steady pace, one hand tight on Lances neck as the other settled on the rookies waist, adoring the sight of the boy under him being reduced to whimpers and whines.

He parted their lips to get a better view, needing to see just how much Lance relished in the pleasure Fernando was bringing him.

Fernando loved knowing he was the first to make him feel this way, the first to hear his perfect moans as he thrusted in and out. The Spaniard adored knowing he was the best Lance would ever had.

The Canadian felt the eyes on him, whining as he brought his arms up to cover his face to hide the pink tint covering his cheeks.

"Nando" He moaned, unable to stop himself from being loud as Fernando fucked into him

"Shh, you need to be quiet, mi sol" Fernando whispered, hand gripping the boys throat harder to pull his head up "Can you be a good boy for me? You don't want to be caught, do you?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing the boy was still learning what exactly he wanted.

The Canadians breath hitched at the idea, cock twitching on his stomach as he heard the man above him scoff

"Would you like that, hm?" He cooed, moving Lance's hands away from his face "You want someone walking in and seeing just how much of a mess you are under me? How pathetic you look begging for my cock?"

He tried to respond, his words getting caught in the back of his throat, the thought of being caught causing Lance to react more than either of them thought it would.

Fernando continued thrusting into the boy, feeling himself slowly getting closer as the Canadian mewled. His sounds were so sweet, music to the Spaniards ears. He leaned down to nip at the skin on his neck, not bothering to care about the full garage on the other side of the door as Lance panted his name.

His hand left the pink drivers waist, wrapping his fingers around the base of the boys cock, knowing they needed to hurry up.

He began stroking his member at the same pace as his thrusts, enjoying the feeling of his hips bucking into the Spaniards hand, head arching back as he felt his orgasm creeping closer

"Fuck, fuck Nando, I- I- God, I'm gonna..." He struggled to form a sentence, gripping onto the material he was laid back on

"Cum, Lancito, Cum para papi." He instructed, biting harder onto the skin surrounding his collarbone, his goal to leave marks on the boys skin, claiming him.

As soon as Fernando told him to cum for him he did, his load coating both of their chests, Lance prepared for Fernando to slow down until he didn't, hand continuing to stroke the boy at the same pace

"Nando" He moaned, body shaking at the overwhelming amount of pleasure, the two cumming together seconds later, filling the room with gasps and pants at they both caught their breaths

"Fuck, Lancito, Took me so well, Such a good boy for me, mi vida" Fernando spoke, praise spilling out of his lips as he slowly rode out his high, feeling how full Lance was.

Lance moved his arms around Fernandos shoulders, pulling their chests together as Lance blushed, something so romantic about just laying in eachother presence after doing something so..... so.

Fernando found a hand towel and wet it, figuring the two had laid still for long enough. He sat Lance up, whiping off the boys torso before cleaning his own

"Nando?"

"Si, mi sol?"

"I love you"

Fernando smiled, setting the towel aside now that the two of them had been cleaned off. He leaned forward, softly planting kisses across the boys face, adoring hearing the giggles that came out of him as a response

"Stop, stop, stop" He breathed, wide smile on his face as he tried to push the Spaniard away "You could at least say it back"

"Te quiero mucho, Lancito" He spoke, patting the boys hair to lay smoothly on his head as he spoke "Now, If we stay here any longer people are gonna start worrying"

"I guess you're right" The Canadian whined, getting into the jeans and team shirt he'd came in while Fernando put his race suit back on, the two walking out of the drivers room as if nothing had happened.

As if everyone in the garage hadn't heard them and were now acticaly trying to not look at the bruises on the Canadians neck or make eyecontact as the drivers left together

"I think you were a little loud, mi sol" Fernando teased, Lance hitting him on his shoulder before hiding his face in his hands

"God, Nando, that's so embarrassing!"

"You sure seemed to like the idea before" Fernando hummed, wrapping his arm around Lance as he headed to the Renault garage, needing to change before the two could go back to their hotel.

[keithkog]

GET YOUR MOTHER TO TICKLE KOLIVAN FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

Okay, calm down. I got this.

So this took a hot second, sorry for the wait. I did tell her to do this. Turns out he is ticklish, and I am so mad I did not get to see him lose in a tickle fight. I still see him as still a little intimidating, even after all these years. It’s hard to imagine him losing a tickle fight, even now.

Him and mom are really close now, I never thought they would be to be clear. People think the same thing about me and Lance though, so I cannot say much.

-Keith

[regularme12]

Shiro's on a rampage

Summary: Shiro's getting one of his moods, and if Keith knows anything for the years he was living with him, He knows to run and hide and fast.

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Oh no. Oh no. nononono. This can NOT be happening. Shiro's finnally gotten one of his ler moods. He never had one since the time he reunited with the specific mullet teen. Only bc of the fact that Shiro was too busy on fighting Galra and too stress on the information about his arm, he didn't have time for that. Till one faithful day.

Keith and Lance both walked past Shiro just getting done tickling Hunk. "Whew, two down..." Shiro got up from his crouched position, slowly turning his head to the scared teens, "...Two to go." And they booked it. As fast as they can.

"YOU GO OVER THERE!! I'LL GO OVER HERE!! IF HE CATCHES YOU I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM!!" Keith motioned to him, even though he wants to not get found, he was yelling awfully loud.

"WHAT?! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!! WHY IS HE TICKLING PEOPLE?! WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I GET CAUGHT!! KEITHHHH!! DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!! I'M SCARED!!!" Lance latched onto his leg, while Keith was trying to quickly push him off. Then they stopped... They heard an all too familiar voice.

"Shiro..." They said in unison, they looked up at each other and back to the hallway.

"GAH! Lance! Get. Off. And. Scatter." Lance scurriedly got off of him, and ran to one direction while Keith ran to the other.

It was a long chase. Well to Keith it was, but it was more like 5 minutes. He heard a loud scream followed by loud cackly laughter. "Damn, he got caught... that just means... I'm next!!!" He thought to himself, but he was destined to not get caught, because Shiro can be ruthless.

10 minutes went by, but it felt like an eternity. Shiro went to the room where Hunk, Pidge, and Lance was all at after getting ruthlessy tortured. "Do you guys know where Keith's at? It's his turn, and I can't find him at all. He's always been good at hiding."

"No why? I don't know why you're even gonna try to attempt tickling Keith, I don't really think he's ticklish." Pidge said and Hunk agreed with her.

"What makes you think that?" Shiro looked at them, with curiosity plastered on his face.

"Well... Keith's like... emoooo... so he doesn't give off the ticklish vibe." The yellow paladdin explained.

"I don't know guys, he seemed pretty scared, and he was running faster than I ever seen him run before."

"Yeah, Lance is right, I've lived with him most of my life, if I know anything about that kid, I'd know if he was super ticklish, and he is."

"NO WAY!! KEITH'S TICKLISH?!" Pidge shot up, Hink followed right after her.

"YOU GOTTA GO GRAB HIM AND BRING HIM HERE! WE HAVE TO SEE THIS!!!"

"Yh, It'll give me a nother reason to tease him." Lance. Ofcourse it was Lance, he's so snarky and sassy.

"Alr, I'll find him." And Shiro did. Keith was hiding in his lion, so obvious!!!

The red paladin squealed and protested, he was running around inside his lion with Shiro hot on his trails, before being cornered. "Wait, Shiro please! Can we talk about this?!"

"I just don't understand why you don't like me tickling you, it's suppose to be fun...~" Shiro whined, feeling hurt, but that was all an act.

"It WOULD be fun if you know how to acc tickle. But no you don't! It hurts when you do it, not tickle, HURT!!"

Shiro felt hurt by this, "Wow, Keith I didn't think u thought of me like that... You've lived with me so long and haven't told me that till now..." Keith felt sad that he hurt his brother figure.

"Look, I'm sorry alr? I didn't mean to say thAT-" Shiro saw his oppurtinity to pick him up and Throw him over his shoulder. "Wha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!! PUT ME DOWN!! If you're gonna tickle me do it here!! There's no point in switching locations!!"

"Oh there is, everybody else wants to see you getting tickled, so I feel obligated to show them just how ticklish you were."

Keith's heart sunk. He felt his face burning up and the feeling of being embarrassed rushing over him. No way is his brother gonna tickle him infront of EVERYONE!! That's his biggest fear getting tickled. I mean he can do it with just one person alone, but othe people watching him squirm and laugh uncontrollably where everyone else can just watch and tease him about it?! Hell no!! He was not gonna go down with out a fight. He started punching Shiro's back. He couldn't tickle him to let him go bc he was simply not ticklish, so Keith found it unfair. "NO! SHIRO! DON'T YOU DIDN'T TICKLE THEM INFRONT OF ANYBODY!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME!!! Come on~ we're friends, more like family, you wouldn't do this to family, right? RIGHT?!"

"Well I find it kinda amussing they didn't know you were ticklish, so I'm gonna show them."

"NO SHIRO!! NOOOO! STOOOPPPP!!!" Shiro went to the room every the paladins were waiting patiently. Shiro through him on the ground and placed himself on his waist.

"Stop! Shiro!! Don't tickle me hereeee!! Everyone's watching." Keith was averting his gaze from everyone else, but it was clear they all had big meanacing smiles on their faces.

Shiro was tryna pull Keith's arm up to tickle his ribs, but he was putting up a fight. Thankfully Shiro's robotic arm made him stronger and lifted his arm up with ease. Keith was using his other free arm to hold Shiro's other free arm, to no avail. "God! Shiro, Knock it off!!!"

"No can do, kid. You know this will not end well..." And there Shiro started scratching the latter's ribs, making him buck his hips and laugh wildly.

"GAHAHAHAHA!! SHIHIHIHIRO NOT THEHEHEHERE!!"

"Wow Keith, I didn't think u were THAT ticklish, let alone ticklish at all. I gotta write this down, for good knowledge." Pidge started scritching in her notebook, from where Keith's most ticklish, to the reactions he causes while getting tickled in said spot.

"Hey, Pidge, Mind letting me in on this too? I kinda need to know the good spots to target." Hunk asked.

"Yh, sure."

"NO! DOHOHOHON'T WRITE THIHIHIS DOWN!! YOU!! YOHOHOJOU FREAKS!!!"

"*Gasp* Keith! Did you j call your teamates freaks?! You know what comes next after being so mean to other people???" Shiro started wrigling his finger fast on the mullet's ribcage, side to side.

"No! Ihihjhi Don't!! Shihihihiro!! It huhuhuhurts...." Keith whined, but went back to his usual laughter after his brother figure targeted his sides.

"Guys? You wanna join in on this?"

"YEAH!!" Pidge and Hunk sat on both of Keith's legs, Pidge kneading his knee, while Hunk squeezed his thigh.

"GAHAHAHAH THIS IS TOHOHOHO MUCHHHH!!!" The red paladin started feeling hot and sweaty, he was coughing his lungs out, and there was no sign of him breathing normally, so the other paladins decided to give him a little break.

"Hey, Lance, you wanna get in on this? I thought u would want to considering he's you enemy..." Shiro looked up at the blue paladin, he knew what was going on. Lance didn't want to tickle Keith in fear that he wouldn't stop even if everyone else did, only bc Keith looked so cute and vulnerable in that position, so he decided to sit out on the sidelines.

"No, sorry Shiro, I'll sit out on this one."

"Suit yourself."

5 minutes break, and they went back to their usual torment.

"Ohohohokay, Ohohohakay!!!! Guhuhuhys, I'm done.... I've hahahahd enough..."

With that, Shiro motioned to thenother two to get off of him, letting Keith lay on the ground all sprodawled out, heaving and panting.

"Damn you, Shiroooo..." He said to himself, wanting to get revenge, but then again, the black paladin was not ticklish.

[ticklishfizzy]

𝚅𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜!

✿.｡.:* ☆:**:. Hello my loveys! Another one that wasn't requested, but I don't see nearly enough content with these goobers so I decided to make it. Enjoy!

◦•●◉✿ Warnings: Tickling, teasing lmk if there's anything else

✿◉●•◦𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢, 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚢𝚜◦•●◉✿

◦•●◉✿ Lance

♡ Ler-leaning switch ♡

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♡ ABSOLUTE MENACE

♡ Main target is Keith because he's a little shit

♡ However if he feels someone needs it there's no changing his mind

♡ Painfully observant

♡ Make a cute noise? He'll point it out. Curl into yourself? He makes it known. Lean towards him instead of away? You poor thing, you are eternally screwed.

♡ Enjoys wrecking his lee but if the lee genuinely wants him to stop he will listen (albeit reluctantly)

♡ Pretty ticklish, I'd say 7/10

♡ Worst spot is his spine, if you run your fingers up his back he is just a puddle of giggles

♡ Will try to talk his way out of being wrecked, even though he most likely pissed his ler off so he would be in that position

♡ It never works, not once.

♡ Purposefully antagonizes the lers of the group to get his shit wrecked

♡ Very loud laugh, he'll snort if you get him good but will deny it immediately after

◦•●◉✿ Keith

♡ Lee-leaning switch ♡

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♡ The only people who can tickle him without getting their shit rocked are Lance and Shiro

♡ I'm serious someone will end up with a black eye and it won't be him if you catch my drift here

♡ He enjoys it, yes, but it takes a lot of trust to get him that vulnerable and he doesn't give out said trust easily

♡ Loves a good chase, along with a bit of wrestling to get him down

♡ He will curse and insult his ler through laughter (all in jest, he knows and his ler knows he enjoys it)

♡ There is no gentle with him, there is you pin him at the very least or you risk getting kicked in the face on accident

♡ He has definitely kicked both Lance and Shiro in the face before and felt so bad afterwards (canon because I said so)

♡ Worst spots are behind his knees, upper ribs and hips

♡ Will melt into giggly purring if his ears are touched

♡ Very giggly laugh, hiccups if you go on for a while, and snorts when his ribs are touched

♡ Not easy to fluster if you don't know how to do it

♡ The normal teasing doesn't work, you need to compliment him incessantly to get him blushing and then all teases are fair game

♡ On the flip side, he doesn't really ler that often, mostly because he's afraid of hurting his lee

♡ If someone asks, he provides, though

♡ Be prepared for a constant need for reassurance that you're okay with what he's doing, he's very very gentle

◦•●◉✿ Shiro

♡ Ler ♡

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♡ The only person he'll really get is Keith, they're like brothers

♡ The main reason he's a ler is because everyone is terrified of trying anything

♡ They hear Keith, they don't want any of that

♡ Despite this, he's actually a very gentle ler

♡ He's a lot like Keith in that he will immediately back off if he hears anything close to stop

♡ Cheer-up tickles are his thing

✿◉●•◦𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍◦•●◉✿

✿.｡.:* ☆:**:. Let it be known that I have not finished the series, I'm not sure where I am and don't feel like checking but if I hear spoilers you will be SWIFTLY blocked. Like without hesitation. Also I'm aware there's more characters but in all honestly I give no shits about them (that was mean but it's true they don't interest me) and will not be writing about them unless they DRASTICALLY CHANGE in the series. (Pidge is getting into that territory, they're pretty cool.)

•.¸♡ Ribbit! ♡¸.•

[itslittlegiggle]

Vega I’m gonna yell at you about Voltron now-

I wrote a baby fic this morning

Enjoy this meal ❤️

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Keith who doesn’t know he’s ticklish until he’s a member of team Voltron.

Of course he knows what it is… it’s a hellish way of getting information out of a person. He learned that in the Garrison from an early age

At least, that’s what he thought it was…?

—

He wakes up to the sound of Pidge’s happy, shrieking laughter, and the cooing teasing of Hunk’s voice.

Bleary-eyed and yawning, Keith staggers into the living room to see Pidge trapped against Hunk’s chest in a hug, fingers worming up and down her sides.

“Y’know Pidge, you need to start taking better care of yourself. You can’t save the universe when you don’t sleep.”

“Huhuhuhunk! stohohohoppihihit!”

“See I would, I really would, but then you wouldn’t learn a lesson, and this would all be for naught.”

“Buhuhuhut my wohohohork!”

“It can wait. You need to get some sleep, dude. I know you never went to bed last night.”

Pidge whined and tried to protest, but squeaked instead when hunk’s fingers traveled to her neck and ears. “Nahahat fahahahair!”

“It’s so totally fair, Pidge. I just need to tucker you out, and then you can sleep.”

“Okahahahay! Okahahahay! Ihihihim dohohohone!”

Keith noticed that after Pidge tapped Hunk’s arm, the taller male stopped immediately. But- Pidge didn’t agree to his terms… Why did he stop so soon?

His question was answered when the green paladin slumped against the yellow, eyes drooping and a giddy smile on her face.

“Told ya. All you needed was some tiring out,” Hunk cooed as he adjusted her in his arms. On the way out of the room, Hunk passed by Keith and smiled. “Oh, good morning, Keith. I’m just going to put Pidge to bed, and I’ll be back out.”

Only nodding after, Keith watched the two retreat down the hall. He sat on the couch, dazed and confused as to what the hell he just witnessed. After a moment or so, he sees a blur in front of his eyes. He blinks back into reality, looking up to see Lance.

“Everything okay?” the blue paladin asked, sitting next to the red.

“Wh- Yeah… I’m uh. I’m just a little confused,” Keith admitted.

“About what?”

“Well… Pidge stayed up all night, so Hunk tickled her to get her tired so she could sleep.”

“Right…”

“But when she said to stop, he stopped right away. I didn’t think she was allowed to control when it stops.”

“Keith…” Lance looked at him, concerned. “Who told you that?”

“I learned about it, at the Garrison,” he mumbled. “It’s supposed to be for interrogation and coercion, isn’t it?”

Lance stared brokenly at the red paladin. How awful was his home life as a kid? “Of course not. I mean- it can be for that, but it’s not exclusively for that.”

Keith looked like his world had been rocked.

Lance smiled patiently at the other. “Keith, do you trust me?”

He nodded.

“Come here; lay down in my lap.”

“Lance…?”

“J-Just trust me!”

Keith obeyed and lay flat, eyes looking questioningly at Lance’s.

“Tell me when to stop, okay?” With another nod for permission, Lance’s fingers descended on Keith’s stomach, making purple eyes widen before their owner fell into gentle giggles. “See? It can be nice and playful… or I could be mean and start teasing you. Cootchie cootchie cootchie cootchie-“

“Lahahahance! Nohohoho!” Keith’s face buried into Lance’s side. “Thahahahats wohohohorse!”

“Awww someone’s weak to teasing, that’s sweet. How about here?”

Keith squealed and arched away from the gentle tickling fingers when they found their way to his ribs. “Ohohoho my gohoHOHOD-“ The fingers had wormed their way up under his arms, causing him to kick his feet.

“Oh? You want me to go there next? Sure, let me just finish my job up here first.”

Oh dear. Lance was too good at this teasy stuff. “Breheheheak! Breheheheak!”

When the magic word was spoken, Lance’s fingers came to an abrupt halt, gently rubbing the spot he was previously tickling. “Well? Did you have fun?”

“I-“ Keith unburied his face to look up at Lance. “I-I guess so? It didn’t feel like I was helpless or anything, so I think it was fun.”

“Well, there you go! See, tickling can be fun if you have the right person doing it. I for one will always respect your right to tell me to stop.” Noticing Hunk walking in, Lance smiled. “Say, Keith… have you ever heard of a raspberry?”

The red paladin cocked his head, thinking for a second. “No I don’t think-“

“Do you want to know what they are?”

“I uh- I guess?”

“KEITH, BUDDY, ITS A TRAP! HE’S GONNA-“ Hunk’s voice boomed as he ran to the couch.

Before Keith knew it, his shirt was raised, and Lance was blowing a huge raspberry into his side. His head fell back as adorable giggles fell out of his lips.

“-tickle… you…” Hunk sighed.

Well, he tried his best. He sat down across from the two to watch the chaos unfold. Lance eventually grabbed Keith’s wrists and held them above his head, blowing a raspberry and tickling under his arm at the same time.

Keith’s shrieking laughter was so loud that he woke up Shiro, and then Keith learned that sometimes the people doing the tickling are ticklish too… and Lance was quite an extreme example of that rule.

As Shiro sat on the couch and held Lance against his chest, unrelenting pinches on the boy’s hips, Keith and Hunk watched with interest to see just how long it would take for Lance to fold.

This family is going to have quite a lot of learning experiences…

GIRL DNSKCNSBXVBD I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS????? SLAY! Thank you for sharing!!!

lance explaining to keith he can have boundaries 😭 like lance grew up in a big family and im sure rules had to be established bc sometimes siblings can go overboard so he’s big on respecting boundaries

KEITH TRUSTING LANCE???? NO QUESTIONS ASKED????? 🥹

You’re pulling me HARD back into voltron and I’m not complaining lmaoooo

[safetycar-restart]

I'm just up for anything d/s au related

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I’m gonna use this to share some random thoughts about the d/s au cause I love it so much and I wanna discuss it more!!!

— Carlos prone to subdrop more than Charles is, because Carlos rarely submits and when he does, he doesn’t want as long aftercare and you have to really watch him for the next few days.

— for a few having Pierre and Esteban is so awkward because they both have this desire to do a mini debrief with you after races where they kneel for you and talk but they don’t want to do it with each other until you force them to

— Nyck and Yuki are absolutely MENACES. THEY ARE MENACES. You will never have a single moment of peace. Not one.

— nando is a Dom, and so for the first time lance has a team Dom just for him? And he absolutely thrives and loves that he doesn’t have to share you

— Oscar is actually extremely needy but he refuses to say so or even have you acknowledge it so you kinda just have to… follow him around. He loves it though.

— Esteban ADORES non sexual submission and semi public submission. Kneeling for you at dinner, being a footrest during a meeting, etc. He loves it.

— you have Mick under your care for exactly 3.2 hours before other members of Mercedes come over to let you know they would kill for him if you need them to.

— nyck is very ticklish

— you have to help both Ferrari boys until their fireproofs every single time so now they get dressed together and it’s just very cute and very giggly

— max is somehow the most chilled and also the most anxious sub you’ve ever seen?

— Lando takes naps on your lap and claims it’s a scene so that mclaren can’t bother him

- Christian Horner genuinely is an awe of you and helmet Marco genuinely fears you.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

✨✨Masterlist✨✨

Welcome to my masterlist!

Here you will find links to various headcanons for Stardew valley and SDV mods. The masterlist will be constantly updated as new headcanons are created. I will write the rules for asking questions later, perhaps in a separate post.

(Edit: This is old masterlist, I have new in my blog!)

Last update: 22.03.2023

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✨Stardew Valley headcanon✨

General headcanons:

SDV bachelors and bachelorettes on the first date with Farmer | SDV townspeople's react to the news that Farmer has joined the Adventurer's Guild |SDV Bachelors found out their kid was being bullied | SDV bachelors will Artist!Farmer s/o | SDV bachelor and bachelorettes with the Farmer who has a young brother/sister | SDV bachelors and bachelorettes receiving a drawing of them from the Farmer | SDV bachelor and bachelorette file a divorce from the Farmer | SDV bachelors meeting their son/daughter for the first time | Protective SDV bachelor | SDV bachelors react to the Farmer using return scepter/warp obelisks | SDV bachelors random HC with Farmer s/o | SDV bachelors with the Farmer s/o who has tic disorder/Tourette's

Specific headcanons:

Sebastian:

Sebastian asking/going out with the Farmer on Valentine's Day | Sebastian's first date/confession with the Farmer s/o

Elliott:

Elliott with the Farmer s/o being silly

Leah:

Leah with the Farmer s/o being silly

Shane:

Shane, when Jas grows up

Penny:

Penny asking/going out with the Farmer on Valentine's Day | Penny's first date/confession with the Farmer s/o

Emily:

Farmer cheers her up after bad day

Harvey:

Harvey with tall!Farmer s/o | Harvey has a dream in white the Farmer is seriously injured

Sam:

Farmer cheers him up after a bad day

Some random headcanons:

Pierre's secret stash | Dance arcade machine | Annoying song in JojaMart | Shane and Jas on the snow slide | Frog wallet | Spicy food festival and poor choice | Sam and fear of needles | Maru and Sebastian get along | Unusual farm and interview | Sunflower tattoo | Compromise after Sam's 6-heart event | Stupid gay idiot frogs fighting | Emily's 10-heart event and forest guest | Friendship with pirates of Ginger Island | Give Marlon some rest | Rules for the safe use of magic | Love and music with Abigail

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✨Stardew Valley Expanded (modded) headcanons ✨

General headcanons:

SVE bachelors and bachelorettes on the first date with Farmer | SVE townspeople's react to the news that Farmer has joined the Adventurer's Guild |SVE Bachelors found out their kid was being bullied | SVE bachelors and bachelorettes with the Farmer who has a young brother/sister | SVE bachelor will Artist!Farmer s/o | SVE mages and adventurers react to Farmer's new all-powerful wizard friend | SVE bachelors random HC with Farmer s/o | Farmer's finds out they lives longer that ordinary people

Specific headcanons:

Magnus Rasmodius:

From teacher and student to lovers | Magnus as Farmer's partner | Magnus without a beard

Olivia:

Olivia with the Farmer s/o

Victor:

Farmer cheers him up after a bad day

Lance:

Lance with the Farmer s/o being silly | Lance's and Jadu's friendship | Lance's appreciation post | Lance as a father | Lance as Farmer's partner | General Lance headcanon

Jadu:

General headcanons | Lance's and Jadu's friendship

Some random headcanons:

Adventurer's habit | Ticklish Isaac | Andy with pink slippers | Farmer accidentally teleports to Castle Village | The First Slash guildmember as babysitters for Lance's and Farmer's baby | Fallen adventurers in Crimson Baldlans | Lance's empathy for shadow people. | Sushi for Sebastian's birthday | Awkward situation with iridium 'snake' milk | Sophia, Scarlet, Farmer and pillow fight | Alesia's first lessons and mistakes | Marlon's cooking | Torpedo trout and Farmer's rescue | Camilla's permission | Young mage and confused Magnus | Previous resident of the Aurora Vineyard | Give Andy some appreciation | Methods for educating a young adventurer | Linus' protective squad | Papa Marlon | Rain totems on Ginger Island | Diet of Chaotic Farmer | New member of Adventurer's Guild | Victor's strict look | Farmer's and Krobus' picnic | Pierre apologizes for taking Farmer's credit for himself | Singing Farmer in the forest | Monster fruit farming lessons for The First Slash Clan | Sebastian, Morgan and frogs | Thankless job | Kidnapping and the concept of 'stranger-danger' | Let us adopt Morgan | Love and appreciation from SDV Community | Farm tour for Penny and kids

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✨Other headcanons✨

People ask about random headcanons:

People ask about random HC I (SDV+SVE) | People ask about random HC II (SDV+SVE)

Other:

Thoughts on the theory that Abigail is the Wizard's daughter | Madness and pink cake in a huge slime

[giggly-squiggily]

Can I please request Pokémon for your latest ask game? :0 -⚡️

Oo, heck yeah! :D I’ve gotcha friend! :3 (These are gonna be a bit all over the place fandom wise cause there's so many characters ajklrkeakjre)

who’s the most ticklish character: Arven! (ScarVio)

who’s the character that most people would assume is ticklish, but actually isn’t: Lili (Sun and Moon)- most assume she is cause Gladion is so bad, but she's practically immune.

who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles: Clemont! (X/Y) Ash, Bonnie and Serena love getting him he least expects it!

who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others: Lacy! (ScarVio dlc)- she's a walking encyclopedia of knowledge when it comes to everyone's tickle spots and where to get them.

who’s the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about: Hardenshipping! (Sapphire/Ruby/Emerald) Maxie has a ticklish butt and Archie knows about it kjarjekjarkjekjr

who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars: Roark! (Diamond and Pearl)- He's got rock hard defenses and usually wins most tickle wars he's part of.

which character has a kink for tickling: Wallace (Sapphire/Ruby/Emerald)

which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them: Lance! (Red/Blue-Gold/Silver/Crystal)- No one dared to try it until one day Karen jabbed him in the ribs and he got all twitchy and giggly.

which two characters have tickle fights all the time: Ingo and Emmett! They just radiate tickle fight energy jakejarjker

Thanks for asking! :D

[chirp-a-chirp]

Court of Darkness: Spicy Gifts

My brain is trash. Fenn gleefully sends the consorts a spicy gift and an accompanying message for him + MC. What does each consort get?

Each gift is sent to the consort’s room. The consort and MC read the message together.

Thank you Discord Chat for this inspiration…

GUY - A bag of feathers

Message: Treasure, did you know Guy is ticklish? Oh yes he is! In fact, the parts of his body that are especially ticklish are—

*Message is engulfed in flames by Guy before MC finishes reading*

Jasper - Handcuffs

Message: I believe you misplaced the last pair in your possession, dear Jasper…

Lynt - Green Zinger Herbal Tea

Message: In case you need help in staying awake for MC Lynt…

Tino: You received a gift from Prince Luxure? How generous of him! O-oh my, why are you blushing Miss MC?!

Tino: Edible chocolate body paint

Message: Some sweets should be consumed in a different manner…

Tino: Aaaaaah! *Face turns BRIGHT red*

Toa: Smutty Romance Book

Message: Please see the highlighted passages on page 158. You and Treasure will LOVE this. My recent date certainly did!

Toa: *Keeps an absolute straight face as he discards the message and thinks to himself* Actually, it’s page 156. (Toa has already read the book)

Knight: Love potion

Message: This potion is just like catnip, but for lovely couples like you and MC!

Knight: DISGUSTING! *Throws potion away*

Roy: Matching Lingerie (His and Hers)

Message: I don’t know which one of you will relish these outfits more…

PS—The Soundproof Spell to your room is not particularly effective. You two gave quite the performance last night. Well done!

Grayson: Three riding crops

Message: One for Nox, one for Grayson, one for MC…

Rio: Eternal Donuts Scented Perfume

Message: Which smells and tastes sweeter? Only one way to find out…

Lance: Whiskey Bonbons

Message: What better way to unwind than sampling these delights?

Dia: Spotted Mushrooms

Message: Crush these into a powder, and they’ll make quite an aphrodisiac. But then, you probably already know that, don’t you dear Dia?

Lou: A Mirror

Message: Your crystal ball reveals everything at the Academy. Wouldn’t you like to see what you and MC look like in the moment?

Fenn: Himself

Fenn leads MC to his chambers and strips. “You don’t require an additional gift Treasure, you have me!”

[adobedragon]

“Pointy chin?” Lance pulled Pidge close, puffing a tickling burst of air into her ear. “Who you callin’ ‘Pointy chin?’”

“Careful. You could put an eye out with that pointy chin,” she said between giggles. She prided herself in being the sort of woman who never giggled, but he always reduced her to this.

“So says the person who has to look up to look down.” His fingers were searching for a ticklish spot on her ribs.

“Short jokes?” She rolled her eyes. “That’s the best you can do, Spaghetti Legs? Short jokes?”

“Short people got no reason…” he sang.

“That song isn’t actually about short people but instead referring to—”

“Short people,” he sang. “They got grubby little fingers.” He squeezed her hand. “And dirty little minds.”

She giggled again. Dammit! “You love my dirty mind.”

“I do.”

Then he kissed her neck and she lost the clever retort poised on her tongue.

[princemick]

which current f1 driver do you think you could take in a fight?

most of them. I think none of them can take any kind of critism or bullying and they'd fold just bc of that. physically? I'm taller then most but def daniel, charles and lance they all seem like they're extremely ticklish.