#ticklish!percy

[thebest-medicine]

oooh how about 5. “I’m just… sensitive” with Percy/Vax 👀👀👀

Prompt 5 - "No- I'm just- uh- sensitive."

A/N: yessssssssSSSSSSSS. the boys are flirting.

,,,

“What’s wrong?” Vax asked, drawing back the arm he’d draped around his companion’s neck as he’d flinched away at the contact. He smirked. “Nervous being so close to–”

“No.” Percival pressed, cutting him off. Then, he let out a nervous breath. “I’m just- uh- sensitive… there.” He said quietly.

“‘Sensitive’, Freddy, really?” Vax's smirk widened at him. 

Percy gave him the most annoyed glare he could muster at the moment, but Vax wasn’t buying into it in the slightest.

“Where? Here?” Vax’s arm was back, hand grasping toward his neck. 

“Vax! Leave me alone!” Percy squawked, reeling backwards. “Stop it!” He swatted at the half-elf’s hands and scrambled back a few more steps before he knocked into a chair and nearly tipped over it. “Vax.” 

Vax was beaming, that curious gleam of mischief in his eyes. “Percy…” He sang, then caught him around the shoulders with one arm. It looped tightly, while his other arm scribbled swiftly up to his neck to scamper about for sensitive spots. He smiled jovially as Percy began to squirm, tugging uselessly at his arm. “Did you tell Vex? Kiki? They’re going to love this.”

“Stahop!” Percy hissed, gritting his teeth. “This is undignified!” 

“No, not yet. But you’re about to be!” Vax teased. “Once I find that spot again…” 

Percival screwed his eyes shut, trying to tug his chin down to his chest to no avail. Vax caught a particularly sensitive spot near the nape of his neck that had him squirming madly, butterflies rising in his chest. His knees buckled as he wheezed out a short laugh, and Vax brought them both down to the floor, clamoring over the gunslinger. 

“Dohohon’t!” Percy cried, his face contorting into a smile he desperately sought to avoid. 

“Too late for that now, Mr. ‘Sensitive’.”

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[read this & further CR drabbles on ao3]

[kanene-yaaay]

Bonds, Friendship and other strange things that are affected by it

Kanene’s notes: It’s been! A long time!! What a hello! :D Uhhhh, tbh, I am not sure when this is going to be posted because I haven’t finished writing the ending yet but at the same time I can’t think of an ending for it so dfgthyujuhygtffg let’s see which part of me will win when this comes out xD

(Edit: So, I came here to post it unfinished but !!! a suden lighting of inspiration striked me so!! dfhyujikjh yay! another fic! lets gooo)

Warnings: None. Around 1000 words of Lee!Percy and Ler!Grover because those two are incredibly fun and cool to be around and think about.

[~*~]

Grover cared about Percy. He really did. Of course. No one would create a bond that can possibily cost your life with someone that you didn’t trust as if the own Destiny had intertwined your existences to follow each other at the hardest times. Especially if that other person was a half-blood that was more into fights, problems and almost-death situations than most teenagers could admit.

So, yes, he loved Percy. He was his friend. His best friend. And maybe a brother, but this title was already well placed in Tyson and he was not about to fight a three foot tall cyclop for it. He had enough fighting and marrying cyclops for his life. Thank you very much.

Anyway. Love and Care. Yeah.

But this was starting to get ridiculous.

Happiness and joy exploded in his chest like fireworks being set off just under his skin, leaving his entire body with a buzzing, kind of tickly feeling running just about everywhere.

"My gods, Percy, I am not even touching you!!" He had to almost physically bite the giggles that threatened to spill from his throat.

Percy wasn't so lucky. His face was already beginning to be tainted with red by both the unstoppable onslaught of titters and snickers and the embarrassment of Grover being absolutely right.

"Shut up, shut up. You're so stupid, this is so stuhuhupid!"

"Really?" Grover rested his hands on the other's sides and almost jumped in surprise with the phantom feeling of ticklish shock that made his body want to curl in a ball of protection.

It was no surprise when the younger began kicking and crackling even before Grover squeezed the tickle spot as if his life depended on it.

"Pehercy! There is no way someone can be that ticklish!"

“Shuhut it!”

And that was the thing: Percy was actually NOT that ticklish. He swear that he wasn’t! If he crumbled just with the slightly hint of wiggly fingers and a couple of squeezes, Annabeth would have destroyed him on all their playful debates for now. Damn, if he was that sensitive, he wouldn't have survived his own childhood with a mother that was as sweet and as lovely as merciless during an attempt to cheer her son up.

But he couldn’t articulate this. Not when that dumb bond could make him feel not only his own butterflies flying and dancing crazy on his stomach, but also that sunny feeling of a playful joy that he was sure that came from Grover's pride making the Son of Poseidon, who survived two gigantic wars and another countless life-threatening fights, die with just some digging on his ribcage and oh, shit he was getting higher, nononono-

"Stohohohop!!" He arched his back, hands holding Grover's wrists but too much weak to push the scribbling fingers that were focusing too much in that awful space between each rib to be fair away. He was sure the entire world could hear the way his laughter got higher and louder even before Grover decided to close his hands in fists and drill his knuckles on the skin. 

For a moment Percy almost regreted embarassing his friend in front of Juniper, but the feeling almost as quick as it was gone. 

"I hahahahate this. I hate this so much!"

Grover didn't even falter for a second, barely stopping to acknowledge the happy warmth - like watching the sunrise in the beach with your favorite people around you - that definitely wasn't only his taking over his senses before answering. "Yes, Percy, of course you do. Just like fishes hate water, but you do."

"I'm serious!"

"I am literally agreeing with you, dude."

"No, you're not!"

"Now you're just making stuff up."

And before Percy could protest more Grover decide to finally end the other's suffering and worm his way to the armpits with ease pratice, barely fliching at the honest-to-the-gods scream that came out from his friend's mouth before he fell in silent laughter, his entire body shaking with every giggle and hands twitching between hiding his face every time another snort was fished from his throat or keep trying (and failing) in pry the offending fingers from their unfair, drilling attack on the ticklish pits.

A faintly sound of leaves moving was the only warning that they weren’t alone anymore. Grover smiled even before the so known amused voice called their attention.

"Oh, it's you. I thought the Stymphalian birds were back for revenge. Hi, seaweed brain."

“Hey, Annabeth!”

With all the noise, Grover was surprised Annabeth took as long as she did to appear.

Percy seemed to think otherwise.

"No!" Suddenly his efforts to escape got 10 times worse, which, since he really wasn't trying to truly get away from the very beginning, made it see like Grover was fighting against an old lazy chihuahua. "How did you find us!"

"Did he interrupt your date again?"

At the reminder, Grover fred the rest of his fingers to claw at Percy's belly - right above his bellybutton, wehere were storaged the best collection of snorts and shrieks, while his thumbs were still drumming on his armpits.

"Yes." He had to shout above the other's high pitched laughter. "And it's Kill Percy Thursday!"

“How could I forget?” The blonde started cracking her fingers, making bubbly excitment run so quickly and strongly in his senses that Grover had to stop the tickling to snicker, instinctively fliching away. Annabeth eyed both of them with a glint of fondness and amusement that did nothing to hide the pure mischieviousness taking over her expressions. “By the way, I think I am owned some revenge since someone decided to prank me with those fake books last week.”

“It was good knowing you, dude.”

Joy and warmth and pride and care chasing each other in his chest while he tried to keep the daughter of Athena away from his tickle spots with no sucess.

The things he had to put up with because of his friends, really.

[potatohater]

I literally BEGGING for people to start doing more tkl content since there is a PJO series coming😭😭 it’s like the same with TLOU because before the series there were LITERALLY NOTHING

Live Love LAUGH Percy Jackson

[kanene-yaaay]

GET THEM GET THEM GET THEM!!!!!

TICKLE THE 👏👏 EXTREMELY COMPETITIVE 👏👏👏👏 AND TICKLISH👏👏 BOYOS 👏👏👏👏

I am simply LIVING for the way you drew their expressions!!! Jason being just about to hide his smile behind his hand and Percy clearly trying to keeping himself from squirming while they both try to not laugh is just sooooo cute!!! The blush on their faces too 💛💛💛💛💛😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Piper and Annabeth are absolutely PLAYFUL GREMLINS here and good for them it's what they deserve

how about jason and percy having a tickle-off? whoever laughs the hardest loses :D

i suppose they're both the lee and the ler so feel free to do whatever you'd like with this!! may the best tickler win

As soon as I saw this request, I knew that it was PERFECT for our with @kanene-yaaay hcs that Annabeth and Piper would definitely argue about which of their bf is more ticklish someday.

There was definitely a dialogue between Jason and Percy when they were offered this "endurance test", in the style of

Jason "I'm afraid that..."

and Percy already with a twinkle of excitement in his eyes "Afraid that you'll lose?~"

And that's it, that all, guys, you signed your own sentence xD

[koala-fluff]

Tickletober Day 4: Weak Spot

Fandom: Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus

Special thanks to @tickle-beans for helping out!

-Enjoy

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"Annabeth? Aaaaanabeth?"

"What?" She snapped, looking up from her computer.

Percy smirked and held up a crudely drawn photo of Hera with a cow head labeled 'the queen'.

Annabeth chuckled and rolled her eyes. "We're supposed to be working on college applications, Percy."

He frowned. "But we've been doing that for hours! Can't we take a break?"

"No. The sooner we get it done, the sooner we will finish." She replied, focusing back on her computer.

He sighed, slumping into his chair. He shoved a few blueberries -courtesy of the wonderful mother of demigods, Sally Jackson- in his mouth and tried to focus. He tapped his foot and squinted at the screen, chewing the berries quite aggressively.

Annabeth glanced at him as he exhaled loudly and adjusted his posture. "Fine, you can take a break." She relented, typing away.

"But I want us both to have a break!" He muttered, closing his laptop. "When do you think you'll be done?" He asked a little louder.

"Soon." Was the only answer he got. He sighed and flopped onto his bed, ready to wait.

After five minutes, he decided he wasn't ready to wait that long.

He stood up and inspected his girlfriend. She was slouched slightly, her foot tapping in a steady rhythm. Her gray eyes were dark as she stared at her screen. The tapping of the keyboard seemed to be the only thing she could hear.

Percy slowly moved to stand behind her. Despite her demigod training, she didn't notice him peek over her shoulder.

Her cursor was speeding across the Word document way too quickly. He tried to follow, but the words were too big and his brain was already fried from working on his own essay.

He pinched his nose. How to interrupt a child of Athena from sharing their knowledge? From his experience, there were only three ways to accomplish that with minimal casualties.

First, a monster attack, which Percy himself didn't want to deal with. Second was something he didn't feel like doing right now. The last thing was…

Percy smiled from ear to ear and crept a few inches closer, his hands slowly moved towards Annabeth. He paused a moment, making sure she truly was lost to the computer, before latching his hands onto her sides.

She gasped and froze. Percy could see her reflection on her screen. Her eyes were wide.

"Percy…" she said, like talking slowly would save her from her fate. "Don't. You. Dare."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He said as deadpan as he could manage. "I'm just watching you work. So keep going."

She hesitated, glancing up at his face through the reflection. He assumed he did well at keeping a straight face, cause she looked back at her document.

He let her type approximately ten words before he slowly curled his fingers. She froze again. A shuddering breath exited her lungs and she arched away.

"Percy." She said, a little more sternly.

"What? Why'd you stop?" He blinked innocently, uncurling his fingers just as slowly.

"Percy!" She yelped, finally twisting away. She turned in her chair to face him. There was quite a fearsome scowl on her face. "Stop it!" 

He tilted his head. "Stop what?"

"Tickling me!" She replied, her face going a slight shade of pink.

Percy let his grin show. "Well, I wasn't tickling you before, but I can now!"

He turned her chair, making her yelp again. She tried to stand up, but Percy caught her in a hug. He pulled her close, squishing her face into his chest, and dug his fingers into her sides.

Her knees buckled instantly. "PEHERCIHIUS JAHACKSOHON!" She shrieked as he followed her down. His grin widened and he carefully put her down on her back before continuing his attack.

"That is indeed my full name." He said as she failed to escape from underneath him. "Any other mind blowing information you'd like to share?"

Evidently, she only had a few Greek curses to say. Or were they curses? It was hard to tell with the hysterical laughter in the way.

He paused, letting her catch her breath. "Are you gonna stop working and take a break?"

She glared at him. "No, we haHAHA! PEHERCY!" He dug his fingers back into her sides, his thumbs wiggling against her bottom ribs.

"Just take a break!"

"NAHAHO!"

"Don't make me do it, Wise Girl!"

"DOHOHOHON'T YOUHO DAHARE!"

"Agree to take a break, and I won't."

"WEHE GOHOTTA FIHINISH-"

Percy ducked his head and blew a raspberry against her side. She screamed and tried to push his head away to no avail.  The Son of Poseidon would not be refused.

"FIHIHINE!" She relented, her laughter starting to go silent.

Percy stopped and helped her sit up. He patted her back as she caught her breath.

"Youhou suhuck." She stated, glaring at him. It would be scary, except for the fact that her face was red and she couldn't stop smiling.

"I know." Percy replied, smirking and wiggling his eyebrows. "But you love me anyway."

She rolled her eyes and kissed his cheek. "I guess I do."

"You wanna go downstairs for water?" Percy asked after a short pause. "And to tell my mom that I didn't murder you."

Annabeth nodded. She stood up and Percy followed suit. When they got to the door, she put her hand on his chest.

"Oh, and Percy?" He gulped at the look in her eyes. "When we get back up here, we are going to work on the essays. Or else."

[smilingangel582]

Lemme be honest, Percy Jackson is a book series I read and enjoyed as a kid, but I was totally not expecting these boys Nico and Will! And it's real! Omg I just read the new book, Sun and Star, and they really tickled my fancy!

Btw... I am not enlightened about hero's of olmypus since I don't remember much apart from the basic story line. Sooo, I will write about these boys more since I know them better. Btw I'm gonna be a lee!nico main! Ler!Will is the best! Sunshine needs to shed more light on him.

And the one I'm writing now is not entirely a tickle fic, because I want some more cuteness and love from them, so... there will be only a minor tickle scene. If that's not enough, I'll write a better and intensely cute one! Heeeheee

Warning spoilers alert

Need you by my side.

Ps. You can't tell me this gif is not relatable!

Camp half blood was much quieter around this time. Will rested by the stretchers after most of the patients are well taken care of. He was ready to close down the infirmary when he noticed a familiar presence by the Apollo cabin.

"Nico?"

This made the son of Hades step out and push his hands down his pockets giving a head gesture "Yo,"

As calm and reserved as ever, so intense. Will thought with a smile, but he really wished Nico could open up more than the rest. He just got used to socializing, but its kinda hard to get him to interact with others willingly.

He would do it for Will. Indirectly, he had that look ever since. Plus, he would swing by the infirmary to check on Will, showing his love more endearing for Will.

"Are you here to see me?" Will asked teasingly.

Nico looked away with a frown "Well, no... just bored,"

"I thought you enjoyed your self-solitary confinement," raising an eyebrow, Will watched Nico shift from one foot to another by holding the expression of seriousness. "Yeah, can't I roam around these lands?" He added "I need to get out of there at least once"

Sighing, Will reached to grab his shoulders and slide his arms over his neck to embrace him. "Just simply say you missed me"

Almost. Will saw a faint blush, but it was a split second. He scoffed but didn't push him off, "Yeah, think whatever you want"

"Babe..." he whispered to his ear now, this made Nico stagger back and Will grabbed his elbows now to avoid a sudden tumble on the grass.

There's that blush. Will grinned, now blowing into his ear. "Your ears are red... that was a dead giveaway..."

(A/N: I'm a sucker for sensitive ears - may it be for tickle purposes or any non-tickle purposes)

"Solace..." he gritted his teeth but didn't say anything much as he felt himself melting to the sudden arousal. He had always been weak on the ears, he can't control himself when Will took advantage of this.

They were still outside by the forests, far from the other cabins but close by the infirmary. They could slip away easily without anyone finding out... hopefully.

"W-wait..." Nico gasped suddenly leaning against the tree as he felt Will push himself to bite his ear, which made him moan a wavery and high vibrato.

"Nico that's adorable" he whispered.

"Ngh! S-shut up" hi gripped Will's jacket to push him and pull him... he was torn with both desires.

Will felt him warmer now, his own face slightly flushed with excitement. He watched the beautiful face of the Ghost King turn to something cute and stimulative.

"Can't... sorry," he nipped his collarbone, making Nico give a weak cry of protest, "I missed this... so much Nico"

He decides to back off before giving a long kiss to his tender lips. Nico widened his eyes. Those pitch-black eyes were brighter like a confused kitten. Will didn't stop his fingers from holding Nico's shoulders. He could see this was a temptation he wanted desperately for himself as well.

"You had to do that...?" Nico whined, pulling his knees to his chest as he mumbled like a child. Another lovely side that Will loves in him was this childish pout and complains he had. When things don't go his way he would be like this.

"Come on... you look like a puppy that needed attention"

"Is that so?" His tone shifts to a smirk. Will didn't see this coming. He felt a sudden weight on his chest as he watched Nico kiss him more vigorously, now pinning his own wrists. Too surprised by the attack, he gasped. "W-wait!"

"Your turn..."

Will liked it rough, he smiled fondly but then again, they might go too far as to getting caught. He should stop nico from getting too far.

There is only one way to stop him.

"Ack! Will!" He yelped now, stumbling away from his boyfriend."Dohont do that!"

Will snuck a few fingers clawing at his ribs. He resorted to immature measures in order to tame Nico's wild vengeance. It's effective even for someone like him.

"I'm sorry, but is the big bag son of hades a bit ticklish?" Will giggled when Nico tried to escape the playful nimble fingers of his. Chuckling more at that, he grabbed Nico's wrist and in one hand to his chest while the other hand snuck to his hips, pinching them rapidly. This drove Nico wild, "Yohohou moron! I'll sehehend you creatures ohohof -gahaha nohoho more -aahha ihihihi wihihill make suhuhuhure thehehehey eheheheat your brahahahain!"

Clicking his tongue, he poked his stomach. "That's so adorable. You should stop watching dead rising though," he grinned, now wiggling his fingers. "I can't help but want to tickle you more for that stunt you pulled ..."

"SOHOHORRY!" He yellled when Will hit a particular sensitive spot. He snuggled his lips to the side of his neck bringing tickly kisses which made Nico arouse and giggle at the same time.

"Alright, alright... we gotta stop. Let's continue on bed"

"Y-yohou mean thahat?"

Will watched the keeness in his eyes, then smugly pointed out "Oh, don't you like my seduction? That's fine, I can tickle you instead?"

"Stop, you know what I meant." Nico gave a soft smile without any forced attempt. Will felt his heart begin palpitation at that. He gave one last kiss on Nico's pale cheek before dragging him away, "I know, Nico..."

"I need you by my side," Will said unexpectedly, then Nico widened his eyes by this confession. He chuckles playfully. "That reaction was priceless... I gotta take a photo of that someday"

"Bastard, what am I a cat...?" he chuckled in a low voice but then looked up at the blond who was glimmering light to his life. Before that, he blushed as he said, "I love you, sushine, so i need you by my side too"

"I love you too, my grumpy ball of darkness"

[clingonlikeclingwrap]

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A silly little thing as per a request from @ticklish-sidekick involving Nico and Percy and tickling. Although I chickened out of actually drawing the tickling part, so it’s redacted 🫥

Hope you enjoy even if it’s totally different :)

[fluffanonn]

PJO Triton headcanons

Triton embodiying the dutyful son and heir of Poseidon makes sense and him being very proud of it too! But I just want to find a fic where Poseidon and Triton have a fluffy moment together

Because I headcanon hard that Triton puts a lot of pressure on himself to be the perfect son almost. At least, that's how I imagine him (but I'm still resarching lol), and with Percy around canonically he feels jealous because of Poseidon's clear favoritism *which i reject in my personal canon*

I feel like this guy would need a break and actually have some fun with his family (seafam siblings fluff)

Being the first born he would always want to take care of everyone but sort of forget himself in the process.

Good big brother but sometimes has a hard time showing his love and comes off as harsh

Tries to embody the exemple

Rule follower

I can imagine his relationship with Poseidon being a bit angsty sometimes

He has extremely ticklish fins *Which Poseidon used to tickle a lot when he was a child…. And still does when Triton seems too serious for his liking*

Amphitrite thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. And she also takes advantage of it when she’s in a playful mood.

He almost never calls Poseidon « Papa » compared to his other siblings but only « Father ». The only times he does call him « Papa » is when he feels like Poseidon is disappointed in him.

He hates disappointing his father like it kills him inside.

He’s an amazing big brother to every single one of his siblings, even Percy. He comes off as cold and quite mean but he’s actually very sweet and patient, once you get to know him.

He’s overall a very kind guy but he tends to overwork himself and hold himself to such high standards that when he fails, his self esteem takes a hit. And he needs someone to tell him it’s okay to relax, take a break and ask for help.

The reason why Triton is so possessive over his conch shell is because Poseidon gave to him when he turned the equivalent of 16 in human years and he started to give him more responsibilities as a prince.

It’s kind of like the embodiment of his father’s pride in him so he protects it with all his might

Triton loves having his tail and scales scratched but he’ll only allow his family to do it, mainly Poseidon and Amphitrite.

Sometimes Poseidon will find Triton in their lounging area and he will sit beside him and put his tail into his lap and pet it and scratch his scales and Triton purrs in contentment and it’s adorable 🥰 it’s probably kind of like someone scratching your hair I think!

[sydneyofalltrades]

percy is ticklish, pass it on. /silly

THE PEANUT BUTTER??? musical reference and i’m making it canon

also new headcanon that persassy is also ticklish on his neck (like me!) and (ironically enough) on the spot of his back he makes his achilles heel

[ticklishraspberries]

OOOH OKAY

how abouttttt 67 with percabeth??? maybe lee percy? (but you decide okok❤️)

drabble prompts!! // thank you for the request!! xo 67. "Wow. Never thought I'd witness this."

Annabeth apparently made it her mission to embarrass Percy the moment he'd arrived at Camp Half-Blood; even while caring for him in those first few days, the Minotaur's injuries leaving him weak and groggy, she had still had the wit to comment on the fact that he drooled in his sleep, sending his face aflame.

Now, they're friends. They've gone on a whole quest together, defeated monsters and faced the gods and he's seen her embarrass herself quite a few times, like her terrified shrieks when she saw those spiders. But even then, she had composed herself quite gracefully, explained her fear with logic and reason, and moved on.

Percy's embarrassment used to feel white-hot, like when he couldn't answer a question correctly in class or when Gabe spit insults at him, the flush in his face felt burning, suffocating, and shame was usually replaced by anger.

Annabeth doesn't make him feel that way. Her little quips are always clever, usually harmless. Even her nickname for him, "seaweed brain" doesn't annoy him as much as he pretends it does. Annabeth, as well as his friends at Camp Half-Blood, don't make him feel like an outsider.

Percy has become flustered around Annabeth for a whole new reason, though, much to his horror. She had snuck up on him in her stupid Yankee's cap, invisible, and grabbed him from behind to scare him. However, his shout (which she described as a "squeal", which he vehemently denied) was less about fear and more due to the fact that she had grabbed his sides and squeezed.

"Are you ticklish, Seaweed Brain?" she had asked once the cap was off and she'd revealed herself, with that mischievous grin painted on her face.

Percy scoffed. "No," he said, unconvincingly.

And the rest was history.

He still won't admit that he's ticklish. It's ridiculous, because he so obviously is, but it's some weird pride thing that Percy can't shake. Now, every time she tickles him, she asks him again: "Are you ticklish?" and every time, no matter how hard he's laughing, Percy tells her no.

Annabeth has taken every chance she's gotten to tickle him, and he's been on edge ever since. Unfortunately, those demigod battle instincts didn't seem to protect him in the case of a one-sided tickle fight, and he didn't stand a chance trying to strategize against a daughter of Athena.

So, he jumps at every little sound and often keeps his arms wrapped around his middle just in case of an attack, which Grover finds incredibly amusing.

It's a sunny day at camp when Percy lets his guard down, too busy chatting with Grover by the water to remember his absolute pest of a friend and her shenanigans, when Annabeth creeps up behind him, not even bothering to turn herself invisible this time, and latches onto his ribs, and he nearly goes tumbling into the water.

Grover makes an indignant noise at being splashed, but Percy and Annabeth are too busy grappling to acknowledge him.

"Just admit it, and I'll leave you alone!" Annabeth says, giggling. Her fingers on his ribs are unbearably ticklish, and he can't believe how easily she's found his weak spots. Too smart, too methodical for her own damn good.

"Never!" Percy shouts, trying to grab her hands and failing miserably.

It continues like this for a moment, her trying to stick her hands into his armpits and him cackling like mad, but when she finally gets her fingers under his arms, Percy's laughter reaches a new octave, and before he can process what he's done, a small wave crashes over them both, as well as Grover who is still sitting nearby, and Annabeth crashes against his chest, spluttering.

"Oh, you jerk!" she cries, her hair sopping wet and dripping onto his face. For a moment, he worries that he's actually upset her, but she just begins tickling him with twice as much vigor.

"No, I'm sorry! Okay, okay, I'll admit it!"

Annabeth stops. "Wow. Never thought I'd witness this," she grins. "Go on then. Admit it."

She's still sitting on top of him, looking down at him with smug look on her face. Her hands are poised above his belly, like she'll strike again if he hesitates.

So, Percy swallows his pride. "I'm ticklish," he says, and instead of that white-hot humiliation, the embarrassment he feels is more akin to butterflies in his stomach. He briefly wonders if that's because of the confession, or the fact that she looks so pretty sitting on his legs, hair wet and smile beaming, but he quickly pushes that thought away.

Satisfied, Annabeth gets off of him and takes her seat beside Grover, talking to him about something completely unrelated, and as Percy watches her speak so passionately, he figures that being teased by her isn't so bad at all.

[thebest-medicine]

Day 28: Massage

Tickletober 2023 - Critical Role - C1 Vox Machina - lee!Vex

[see my other tickletober 2023 fics]

[read on AO3]

A/N: Perc’ahlia gang rise! They both seem the type to be ticklish but in denial about it and embarrassed. Revenge would be wicked.

Words: 480

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Percy’s fingers work their way down along Vex’s shoulder blades, tending to the sore muscles. As he works out a particularly tense knot, she lets out a delighted little sigh of relief.

Smiling down at her, Percy leans in to kiss the skin along the back of her neck. It shudders under his lips, another small noise escaping her throat—this time —she quickly transforms it into a sound of pleasure. It’s a clever disguise, but one that Percy could see through any time with ease. 

“Ticklish there? Sorry.” 

“What? No, not at all, darling.”  

He leans back down to her neck; unlucky for Vex’ahlia, she can’t see the smirk on his face from her angle. 

She hears him take a deep breath, tries to turn to ask him what he’s doing, and then the room erupts with noise. Loudest of them all is Vex’s shriek of surprised laughter. There’s the thumping of squirming limbs against the mattress, the silly sound rippling out of Percival’s mouth and across the skin of her neck, the laugh he lets out a moment later when he pulls back and starts massaging again, pretending as though nothing happened.

“You little bastard!” Vex hisses, barely holding in a laugh. She turns, pushes him away, and he’s smiling wide as he falls next to her on the bed.

Percy turns to take her in—blushing and failing to hold back a smile. 

“‘Not at all’ ticklish, hmm?” He prods. “That seemed rather ticklish.” He skitters his fingers along the backs of her ribs.

“Not.” She digs in her heels, biting her lip to fight back a smile. Then, Vex’ahlia is on him, fingers wiggling deftly into his sides. 

Neither of them are fighting off their laughter now, Percival from the tickling nails climbing under his nightshirt and Vex from the high of turning the tables on him. 

“See how you fucking like it–” Percy hears her grumble before she’s ripping his shirt up and throwing the bottom of the fabric onto his chest and in his face. 

“NO–” He utters, pawing the shirt back away from his face just as she leans in to blow raspberry after raspberry on his stomach. 

Percy’s hands are tangled in her hair a moment later, his feet beating against the mattress as hers were just a minute earlier. He cries out a desperate laugh as she takes her time, fucks with him a bit longer, until he calls out. “Fuck, mercy! Please!” 

She relents, satisfied in her victory to make up for the prematurely ended massage. 

Percy heaves a few breaths. “Remind me never, ever to piss you off.”

“Better not even dream of it.”

She’s not sure she wants to push for him to get back to the massage tonight, though… despite what he may say, the temptation of revenge would be much too inviting, and she didn’t feel like taking any losses tonight.

[gaybananabread]

Can you please do day 26 as lee!will and ler!nico from percy jackson? Nico doesn’t get enough ler moments in fics :(( thanks :DD

TickleTober Day 26 - Ticklish Kiss

~I have LOVED getting to write these two nerds! Wasn’t expecting any requests for Riordanverse stuff, so I’m really happy some came in! Nico as a ler is the scariest but most heart-melting thought I’ve had. This is pretty much straight-up fluff and projected gayness. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!~

Lee: Will Solace

Ler: Nico di Angelo

Summary: Nico and Will enjoy a nice day in, cuddling together in the Hades cabin. Nico gets into a playful mood and decides that Will’s neck is the perfect target for some tickly mischief.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

“You’re so adorable like this. I love it when your hair’s all messy~”

“Ugh, shut up, you sap…”

Nico rolled his eyes affectionately, snuggling closer to his boyfriend. The two were enjoying some quality time in the Hades cabin, making good use of its loneliness. Nico usually hated feeling so isolated, but with Will… Well, it was nice to have some privacy.

“You know you love it,” Will teased, pulling Nico against his chest. He was warm, fending off the slight cold chill that had rolled in for the week. He knew he was being a little much, but it was fun.

“I do, but still.” Nico rolled onto Will’s chest, nuzzling his face in the blonde’s neck.

The son of Apollo wrapped his arms around Nico's waist, squeezing him like a teddy bear as he admired him. He may have been an edgy grump, but he was Will’s edgy grump to cuddle and love.

“Mmph…quit looking at me like that.” The ball of darkness gave his boyfriend's side a squeeze, making him giggle. How could he always tell, even when his eyes were hidden?

“What, I can't look at my boyfriend when he's being adorable?” Will planted a little kiss on the top of his head. “Seems unreasonable.”

“Nope. It's illegal now, punishable by death.” Nico spoke against Will's shirt, the fabric dampening his voice. “Close your eyes or be destroyed by the Ghost King.”

Will couldn't help but snort at that, imagining Nico and a horde of McDonald’s-hungry skeletons glaring at him. Of course, he’d have to look up, and… Well, the blonde just couldn’t help but find his glare precious from that angle.

“I’d like to see that, shorty.”

“Oh my- screw you!” Nico gently headbutted his boyfriend’s chin, making Will laugh. His chest bounced up and down, moving Nico with it. It felt nice…even if he was being a jerk.

Mumbling a few colorful words under his breath, Nico settled back in against the warm skin of Will’s neck. He trailed a few lazy kisses along the side of it, enjoying how the little hairs on Will’s neck bristled beneath his lips.

“N-Nico…” Will was attempting a warning tone, but it was more giddy than anything. The smile on his lips stretched out, growing wobbly at the edges. He could already feel his cheeks beginning to burn.

“Yes, my little care bear?” Nico grinned against Will’s neck, placing a few butterfly kisses beneath his chin. He felt the muscles of his boyfriend’s neck contract from the contact, the hiss he let out making Nico’s heart flutter. Bingo.

“Gohods, don’t- this is mehean!” Will whined, scrunching up his shoulders in defense. He loved the kisses, but the feel of them… It was so cruel!

Nico only grinned at his boyfriend’s complaints, nuzzling his hair against the boy’s neck. “Think you started it, Solace. You asked for this.”

“No I dihihidn’t!” Will’s grip around Nico tightened as he began to squirm, the little kisses and nuzzles sending a gentle buzzing through his nervous system. He didn’t want to push the boy off, but he couldn’t lie still. Stupid ticklish neck…

“You so did! Calling me short, teasing me, being a dork… Those are all serious offenses, Solace.” Making use of his hands, Nico spidered his fingers along Will’s ribs. The boy’s worn-out Camp Half-Blood t-shirt was hardly protective, barely dulling the evil sensation of Nico’s teasing.

“Hehehey! Nihicohoho!” Will rolled onto his side, bringing Nico with him. The ravenette wasn’t phased, letting his elbow brace him before continuing.

Will’s giddy smile was like a beacon, drawing Nico in with its warm light. The edgy teen liked it even more than his boyfriend’s actual light powers.

“You’re so squirmy, Will,” Nico cooed, feeling extra playful. He trailed little kisses up to Will’s ears, blowing on the back of one to hear his little squeak. “Ticklish, too.”

“Youhuhu lihihihittle- EEEeehehehe! Jeheherk!” Will tried to curl up, bringing his knees up. Nico just pushed them back down, grunting softly with the effort. Will was physically stronger than him, but he noticeably wasn’t trying that hard to protect himself or escape.

“You loooove thiiiis~” Nico sing-songed the words in his ear, his fingers curling on his boyfriend's belly. Will’s arms snapped down, clamping against his sides as he tried to guard his worst spot.

“N-NOHOHOHO! NIHICOHOHO, IHI- TIHIHICKLES!” Will’s boisterous, unrestrained laughter filled the dark Hades cabin as his worst spot was targeted. He did his best to wiggle and get the offending fingers away from his stomach, but he didn’t want the silliness to stop entirely.

“No? Why ‘no’? I’m not lying, Solace. You’re loving every second of this.” Nico’s voice was plain as he said it, knowing his words rang true. Will had told him a while ago that he enjoyed being tickled; while Nico occasionally had problems with touch, he enjoyed it on occasion as well.

“Y-YEAHAHAH, BUHUT- GYAHAHA! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!” Will kicked out and turned away as Nico’s fingers moved to his navel. He’d agreed on enjoying it; why was he still being tickled so mercilessly?

“But I like it here. It makes you laugh so sweetly~” The teases were rare from Nico, especially when they were so lovingly mischievous. Will would usually let him tickle for longer than that, but he was already nearing his limit. The tease pushed him over the edge.

“N-NOHOHO MOHOHOHORE! T-TEHEHESORO!” Will tapped out, the nickname slipping out through his laughter. Nico moved away from his stomach, instead wrapping his arms around the blonde’s chest.

“Shit, sorry, too much. Are you okay?” Nico brushed his boyfriend’s curly hair aside, checking to see if he’d upset him. That was a bit farther than he usually took things…

“Y-youhuhu’re fihihihine…” Will took a few deep, giggly breaths as he calmed down, pulling Nico closer. He was always really cuddly after being tickled. “Wow. Soho mean, death boy.”

“Shush, gigglebox.” Nico huffed at the little nickname, letting himself be cuddled once again. Thanks to the day’s training activities, he was decently sure nobody had heard Will’s cackling. Speaking of nicknames…

“Did you call me ‘tesoro,’ Solace?” Nico’s grin turned smug as he grinned at the flustered boy next to him. It wasn’t the first time they’d used pet names, but they weren’t a regular thing between the two.

“I…maybe.” Will huffed, his cheeks somehow burning even brighter from the acknowledgement. “You’re special and precious to me, like a treasure. So…yeah.”

“Aww, Will! I love it, and I love you.” Nico let himself smile as he gave Will a proper kiss, pressing their lips together. He could feel Will’s twitch against his, forming a wobbly, giddy smile. That time, however, it was for a completely different reason.

“Love you too, Nico.” Will’s eyes sparkled with adoration as he pulled back, pulling the boy’s fluffy black blanket overtop them.

The shorter teen happily snuggled into the new warmth, pressing the side of his head against Will’s chest. He found his heartbeat, thumping steadily in his chest. It was a bit faster than normal, but Nico was used to hearing that when he was around.

“I’m gonna nap, dork.”

Will pet his boyfriend’s soft black hair, giving his scalp gentle scratches to help lull him. A nap sounded rather nice after all that…

“Hmm. Sweet dreams, death boy.”

[potatohater]

Headcanon that Percy is hella ticklish on his stomach, ribs, sides (the most basic spots), but also on neck and under his knees

Bro was wrecked multiple times by Annabeth and Grover and I JUST KNOW IT

Also he is literally the biggest ler for Nico, he is like a big brother for him😭😭 (and ik that some people ship them but I just don’t see it)

[kanene-yaaay]

Nico being the GRUMPIEST tickler to ever exist omg YESH pls pls pls this is so good and awesome I am liiiiiving for this!!!

First of all: ya already know what I am going to say where and the thing that I absolutely live for: CHEER UP TICKLES HECK YEAHHHH

Also absolutely luv the fact that Percy is taller, older, physically stronger but such a DORK and a SILLY BEAN that he is not even trying to run away from the tickles like mah maaaaaan please stop being so precious or I swear- 😭💛

That Reigen&Mob tickle cheering was so cute!!! Can I please request a scenario with Nico trying to comfort Percy after the battle of Manhattan? He tries to talk with him but it doesn't work, Percy isn't really receptive to talk so Nico tickles him and he gladly finds that it worked~~

The last request! Finally!

You won't change my opinion that Nico is an absolute sucker in terms of support. Like, this guy himself needs support (well, guys with a difficult background do not always know what to say, even if they can understand many things)

So jump right to 100% options — very Nico's style, you know?

[sunstone-smiles]

A Serious Case of the Pent-up Giggles

Original request (from @gladdygirl18): "As a fellow Vox Machina fan, how about day 15 "are you ticklish" with Lee Percy and ler(s) the Elven Twins?"

Author’s note: Aaaaah!!! I’m soooo excited to share this because I’m super happy with how it came out! Gosh, I love Percy. Here’s Day 15 of Tickletober: “Are you ticklish?” from August’s Tickletober List! I hope you enjoy!

Series: The Legend of Vox Machina

Characters: Percy, Vax, Vex, and the rest of the Vox Machina crew

Word count: 1,712

Summary: Vex and Vax think that Percy needs to be “cured” of his case of the pent-up giggles. The twins know just how to help. 

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There’s nothing like a warm fireplace, a comfortable chair, a sketchbook, and some company to fill the air with ambiance—at least to Percy, that is. And currently, he has all four. His quill delicately lines his pages with a draft of one of his newest project ideas, with intricate details of mechanical functionalities and notes on aesthetics if there’s time or resources. Yes, Percy’s productivity is at its peak. Honed in. Focused. Eyes and mind tethered to his work as he pictures the pieces to sketch. Nothing can distract him now.

Except for a sudden jab to his side. That’s distracting.

Percy restrains a yelp and jumps in reaction. He nearly drops his sketchbook from his hands. Pulled back to his surroundings, Percy glares through his glasses to the left of the couch seats. 

“Vax! What was that for?” Percy snaps at his ally.

“Whoa! Easy there, de Rolo,” Vax puts his hands up in defense. “I tried calling your name, but you weren’t answering. We were just reminiscing about the time Vex was using whole cooked chickens as target practice. I thought you wanted to chime in.”

Percy adjusts his glasses. “I know what you were talking about. I was already satisfied by just listening.”

“That was quite a jump there, Percy,” Vex chimes in from his right. She leans forward on the sofa that her, Percy, and Vax are sitting on so that Percy and her brother are both in her view. “I know Vax surprised you, but you nearly leapt off the couch.”

Percy reopens his sketchbook. His head is dipped down and looking away from Vex. “I was taken off guard, is all.”

“Oh, I totally get that,” Keyleth says from her spot on the floor by the fireplace. She’s been braiding Trinket’s fur with flowers as the bear sleeps beside her. “One time, Scanlan snuck up on me while I was tending to the flowers outside. I nearly fell into a pile of mud.”

“I wasn’t sneaking up on you on purpose!” Scanlan pipes up from an armchair. His legs are propped up on the side while he restrings his lute. “Those bushes are my height. I didn’t know you were there!”

Vex returns the group to the topic at hand, still keeping her eyes on Percy. “See, I would believe you Percy…” She pauses for a moment. A smirk crawls onto her face. “If I didn’t know you were faking it.”

“Excuse me?” Percy scoffs. 

“Well, maybe not faking it, per say. You were taken off guard,” Vex shrugs. “But there’s a second reason why you jumped that high. Actually, I have my suspicions.” 

Vex makes eye contact with her brother. She glances in Percy’s direction before looking back at Vax with a smile to inform him of her thoughts. Vax raises a brow, but after looking at his sister’s smirk and briefly observing where he poked Percy, an understanding grin forms on his own features.

“Oh, I know!” Grog raises his hand in excitement from his chair, “Maybe Vax’s jab was so strong that he nearly pushed Percy off the couch!”

“Or maybe it accidently hurt?” Pike guesses from her seat by the coffee table. She stands and approaches Percy. “Because if so, I can try to heal you–”

“No,” Percy says faster than intended, like he is on edge. He reassures Pike. “I’m fine. Thank you, Pike, but that won’t be necessary.”

“Oh no, Pike. Magic won’t help. What Percy has is a far more serious case,” Vex exaggerates her words.

Vax puts his arm on Percy’s soldier. “It’s a case that explains why he scowls all the time.”

“Why he doesn’t laugh as often,” Vex adds.

“An ailment that eats away at his chest!” Vax says.

“Trapped inside, just bursting to come out!”

“Alright! Out with it already!” Percy growls.

Vex leans back in her seat. Calm. Casual. “What you have is one serious case of the pent-up giggles.”

“What?” Percy scowls at them. He leans forward to place his sketchbook and quill on the table in front of their seats.

“Oh no! Percy, you’re sick?” Grog questions.

“I am not sick,” he answers Grog. “Sick of these two maybe,” he mutters while glaring at the twins. “But not physically ill.”

“But there is still a very important question we need to ask you, Percy,” Vax mentions. “And that question is this…”

The dagger wielding twin stares Percy straight in the eye. A mischievous grin curls up on the corner of his mouth.

“Are you ticklish?”

Percy glares back at Vax. His senses are sharp. His expression remains unfazed. “No,” Percy makes his words crystal clear.

“Ah, denial,” Vex shakes her head.

“One of the main symptoms,” Vax sighs as if hearing bad news, though his smile is still wide.

“Don’t worry, Percy,” Vex says. “Vax and I know just how to cure you. You’re in good hands,” Vex grins. She immediately follows up her words with a poke to Percy’s side. 

The man jumps and wraps his arms across his torso, now glaring at the female twin. “Vex–”

Percy jolts again, now whipping his head to the other side to glare at the male twin who poked his other side again. “Vax!”

Vex smiles at her twin. “Shall we brother?”

“We shall, sister.”

The two half-elves turn their smiles in Percy’s direction. Immediately, they pounce at him, tackling him into the back cushions of the sofa.

“Wait!” Percy exclaims as the twins put their mischief into action. He squeezes his arms to his sides and tries to wiggle from side to side to avoid the onslaught of pokes. “This is ludicrous!” he manages to yell out, right before Vex catches a well aimed scribble to his side.

Percy jumps away from her and releases a giggle-filled yelp. He immediately slaps both of his hands to his mouth before moving one hand to push at Vex’s shoulder, while his other hand continues to contain the bubbling sound of joy that lies beneath. 

Big mistake though. He forgot there were two twins.

Vax sneaks his hands from behind and scribbles into Percy’s unguarded ribs. The human instantly clamps his arms down with a shriek and jolts forward, but he’s easily pulled back by Vax as the rogue gleefully digs his fingers between the stubborn noble’s ribs. Vex also launches her hands at Percy’s sides now that his defenses are lowered.

A snort comes from Percy’s restrained snickers, which is soon followed by an outpour of wheezy giggles that continuously spill from Percy. He nearly knocks over Vax through his squirming, but the male twin holds him up and keeps in prime position for their playful method of "healing."

“Vehehehex! Vahahahax!” Percy shouts at them through his laughter.

“Nice going, brother,” Vex smiles to her twin. “See, Percy? Look at how many giggles you had stored up! You must be so relieved to finally let them all out.”

“Yohohou both are sohoho de-EHehehead!” Percy squeaks in the middle of his sentence from Vex finding another ticklish spot above his hip. He drags the heels of his boots into the seat cushions.

“Can’t throw your famous insults at us when you’re like this, huh?” Vax teases from behind.

“Yes, indeed,” Vex agrees. “I kind of like Percy this way though. He’s a lot less sassy, that’s for sure.”

“Whahahahat? Sahahahassy?!” Percy says, trying to defend the title of his good name even through his giggling state. “I am nohohohot sassy!”

“Ah, a shame. That was a sassy response right there,” Vex fakes a sigh. “It looks like the sassiness is still present through the tickling after all.”

“Maybe we have to tickle him more to remove the sassiness out of him,” Vax says, grinning.

“No-HOho!” Percy's voice goes higher in pitch from the sheer speed he said the word. “Nohoho more! Let me gohoho, yohohou menaces!” Percy nearly rolls off the couch, teetering on the edge of the cushions.

“If you say so,” Vax grins and releases his hold on Percy. Percy immediately crashes to the floor, as the only thing keeping him steady was Vax’s grip. 

Percy peels himself from the floor by pushing himself up on his arms. He glares at Vax from below.

The rogue shrugs. “What? You asked me to let you go,” Vax ends his claim with a smile.

Percy shakes his head with a growl. He retrieves his sketchbook and quill from the table as he gets back to his feet. He looks at his spot on the sofa between the still grinning twins.

He narrows his eyes at them both. “If I sit between you again, will there be any more funny business?”

Vex tosses up her hands. “None from me, darling. I’ve had my fun for today.”

“I’ve still got a little more fun left in me,” Vax says before reassuring him, “But I will save that fun for another time.”

Percy rolls his eyes. He returns to his spot on the cushions and immediately opens his sketchbook to bury his face between the pages. No doubt everyone’s conversation will be skewed towards the sight just now. He’s bracing himself for the following humiliation that his ears are going to hear next. 

“So…” Vex speaks first. 

Gods, here it comes. 

“Where were we in the story, Keyleth?” Vex finishes her thought.

Percy’s features suddenly ease to that of pleasant surprise.

“Oh, right!” Keyleth recalls. “So then I held the chicken really high above my head…” Keyleth resumes her story about the time of Vex’s target practice. The rest of the group begins chiming in again, as if the story was never derailed in the first place. 

Percy lifts his head and glances at Vex. Vex glances back and gives him a wink before turning back to the group. Percy looks to the pages of his sketchbook with a thankful smile.

She has his back. They all do, really. They’re the ones that placed him in an embarrassing set of circumstances in the first place, but perhaps it’s not all that bad when the people around him don’t see his embarrassment as a way to judge his character, but see it as a way to love him even more. He really is lucky to have a family like them.

[demigoddessqueens]

My partner is being an annoying little ass right now and it has inspired me to ask this! (They say hi btw and your writing is awesome)

Vox Machina flirty s/o who is “severely” deprived of their partners attention and either does the boob hat thing or maybe pokes them in ticklish spots until they relent.

Hi nonnie and partner 👋 😆

this is such a love-starved mood when you want “attention”

Vex’ahlia

Two can play this game darling! and even you are not immune to her flirtatious caresses and kisses

Grog

At first he thinks there’s something wrong with you until you have to spell it out for him 😆

Keyleth

She’s easily flustered and giggles a bit because it tickles when you try to kiss her neck

Vax’ildan

Oh he’s so shameless in returning and receiving! Like we’re talking THOSE DEEP kisses

Percy

He stammers about how he’s a gentleman but oh forget it when he melts into your touches and kisses

Pike

She’s very open with her feelings and is more than happy to indulge if you’re missing her

Scanlan

Either he’s caught off by surprise or he’s been feeling the same way and is just glad, like “finally!” you made a move