#ticklish!spamton

[coy-lee]

Cheater, Cheater

@afloofwithmultipleinterests and I had a mIGHTY NEEEED.

And someone in my ask box stirred it up lol. You know who you are >:3

Anyway, there was a need to write some muy fluffy content involving a jester and a spambot. So if you're into that kind of content, stop on by and take a look.

Description: Spamton and Jevil do battle quite often. Spamton feels like Jevil is hiding the secret to freedom in that cell of his. Jevil knows better than that and would rather keep Spamton from finding out the no such secret exists. So, they duke it out, both wanting to win for their own reasons. This time, though, Jevil is a bit worried about how good Spamton has gotten at fighting him...so he takes the battle in a different direction. A very fun direction.

Cheater, Cheater

He was back at the gate. He'd have to beat him eventually, right? Right! He'd have to... He had to. Spamton didn't need the key. Due to his broken nature, he could glitch right through the invisible door and straight into the void Jevil called home. He never knew what to expect when entering the jester's domain. The decor changed quite often, although it was always themed around the circus.

The stairwell above echoed with the sound of Spamton's heels tapping against the hard floor as he walked near the bars. The inside was just as dark as always, making chills go down Spamton's spine. He couldn't chicken out now no matter what. Before Spamton could glitch through the door, the imp materialized himself from the shadows, bells jingling behind him. 

"BOO HOO, BOO HOO, UEE HEE HEE! SO LONELY, SO LONELY I BE.. BUT LO, THREE VISI-" Jevil paused as he recognized Spamton almost instantly. "OH- ITS NOT A RESET, RESET! WHAT A WONDERFUL SURPRIZE!" The jester exclaimed in an illusionary tone of jubilation. "OH COME OUT, COME OUT! LET YOURSELF OUTSIDE, SPAMMY! WHAT FUN WE'LL HAVE, HAVE!"

Spamton groaned, already tired of the clown's antics. A small door appeared within the wall of bars before him. Jevil seemingly created it as a gag. Spamton walked through the door, only to step into a clown-themed tea room, but instead of there being a teapot, a gallon of carbonated 'Clown-Juice' sat in the middle of the table. There were various other jester themed decorations around the room, some that made sense... and some that didn't. Jevil proceeded to turn the chairs around, their backs against the table. 

"HERE! I EVEN PUSHED UP YOUR SEAT FOR YA!"

 The imp sat down in one of the chairs, holding up a spades teacup and slurping his drink as loudly as he could. 

"I'M NOT A [[kids 6 and under]]! AND YOU'RE [[insane deal]] IF Y OU THINK I'LL [[one big gulp!]] ANY 0F TH4T [[WHOOPY JUICE!!!]]" Spamton shouted, trying to establish some ounce of dominance in the clown's realm. He had been here many times before. Even though it wasn't his pocket of unreality, Spamton was now quite familiar with the place... or at least used to expecting the unexpected.  "Y0U KNOW DAMN WELL WHY I [[cruising around town]] DOWN HERE AND 1T ISN'T FOR A [[dinner for two]]."

Jevil went oddly quiet, however his smile widened. The table disappeared, and Jevil began to chug from the teacup he had in his gloved hand. After he was done he tossed the glass behind him, and it exploded similarly to how a certain prissy and popular queen's glass would back in Spamton's dark world. 

"ENLIGHTEN ME, ENLIGHTEN ME!" Jevil started, a smirk replacing his usual cold smile. "IS IT TO PLAY A CARD GAME? OH! OR A GAME OF TAG? OR- OH! I KNOW! YOU WANNA TELL JOKES, JOKES!? OH I LOVE JOKES, AND LAUGHING! I BET IT'S BEEN AWHILE SINCE YOU'VE LAUGHED, RIGHT?" Jevil's word vomit was soon cut off by Spamton who was taken aback by that last query.

"I'LL HAVE YO U KNOW THAT I [[unintelligible laughter]] PLENTY, ESPECIALLY AFTER I [[GAME OVER]] YOU [[juggalo]]!" Spamton countered, gritting his teeth. Admittedly, he was starting to feel the adrenaline rush and the nervousness right behind it. He wouldn't lose again. He WOULDN'T, but doubt was fluttering in his stomach. He could never tell what was going on in Jevil's mind. As an Addison, Spamton was used to predicting people's habits, wants and needs, but Jevil was a severe outlier, and that drove the salesman nuts.

"UEE HEE HEE!" His laugh was hollow, but imitated glee. "SO ITS THE OLD NUMBER'S GAME YOU WANT!" The clown tapped a gloved finger to his chin a moment in genuine thought, before snapping his tail similarly to fingers. He smiled widely at Spamton, his eyes sparkling with an unknown intent. "IF YOU INSIST... I'LL PLAY THAT GAME! BUT I WONT GO EASY ON YOU PINNOCHIO, CHIO~" 

Jevil turned Into his devilsknive, cracking the ground open to where he and Spamton would fall through into the endless void of space. It was the perfect place to battle... an empty canvas of freedom.

"AAYEGUFFFAH! [[$!?!]] WOULD IT [[killed]] YOU TO M4KE IT A SOFTER LANDING? [[JIMINY CHRISTMAS]]" Spamton exclaimed as he slowly got up, rubbing his bottom to relieve the pain from the sudden fall. He quickly shook it off. He had a fight to win. He couldn't let a little surprise like that throw him off. That was Jevil's whole shtick. Surprises. He huffed, getting himself ready for anything.

"BETTER BE QUICK ON YOUR TOES, TOES!" Jevil teased before healing Spamton up with magic for a fairly unfair battle, touching his shoulder to transfer the magic to his HP. "WHO KNOWS, KNOWS... MAYBE YOU'LL OUTSMART ME FOR A CHANGE!" Jevil vaguely encouraged, making spamton feel a little more hopeful... for only a few seconds. "EMPHASIS ON MAYBE." The puppet would scowl at the Imp if he could. Jevil disappeared, reappearing way across from Spamton, dancing and putting on a stage show for the lone audience member. "YOU CAN HAVE THE FIRST MOVE, MOVE!"

"OOOOH NONONO. I'M NOT F4LLING FOR   THAT [[tips and tricks]]. IF I GO FIRST YOU'LL [[uno reverse]] ME. [[Ladies first]], I INSIST," Spamton replied with a devilish grin of his own.

"OKIE DOKIE~ IF YOU INSIST THAT YOU INSIST!" Jevil shrugged, summoning his cliche card-deck bullets, shooting them in various patterns at Spamton, the puppet dodging them effortlessly by jumping, and defying gravity. He had gotten better since the last thousand attempts at trying to beat Jevil... To say the least, the imp was impressed. However, Jevil couldn't let that puppet find out the truth.  That's honestly what made the clown refuse to let Spamton win... It was the puppet's motivation that scared the jester. That was why Jevil needed to win no matter what, or else... Spamton would lose that spark he himself lost so long ago.

The carousel appeared, however it was a bit different. The top and lower border were see-sawing while it spun around, and around. Jevil shot his arms out straight in a T-Pose, summoning various rocking animals with his chaotic magic as they followed along to the beat of the carousel. ... However, despite that fact, Spamton was keeping up, and only got hit once. This was making Jevil kind of nervous..

The nervousness Spamton was feeling before began to wane as he was off to the best start he'd ever had. The carousel was one of the more difficult moves for Spamton to dodge, so this success was a promising sign. So long as Jevil stayed on his script of magical acts, the puppet had a chance.

"IS THAT THE [[Best in the business!]] 

Y OU'VE GOT, [[FOOL]]!? AHEAHEAHEA!" Spamton summoned a phone and spun it in the air like a lasso before flinging it directly at Jevil. The jester shot up into the air to avoid the attack only for the ringing coming from the phone to echo and bounce around the invisible box they were battling in. Jevil danced around most of the sound waves, only being nicked by one.

The carousel started to slow back to its original pace, but kept seesawing. Perhaps Jevil would have to up his game!

 "FAR FROM IT PIKACHU, I'M JUST GETTIN' STARTED, STARTED! METAMORPHOSIS!" The clown transformed into his weapon form, boomeranging around spamton, and lunging at him every 8th of a second. After a few throuple hits, spamton caught onto the pattern, and used mini-spams as deflections to catapult the attention away from himself. Jevil growled a little in frustration as tiny baby Spamtons jumped in his way as he tried to hit Spamton. His smile, however, never left his face.

"YOU FORGET I HAVE [[the boys]] WITH ME AT ALL TIMES? SPEAKING OF WHICH, HOW ABOUT WE PLAY [[DODGE PIPIS!]]" Spamton exclaimed, hurling pipis after pipis at the jester like they were snowballs... Explosive snowballs!

Jevil had just changed back into his normal form when spamton attacked, catching the jester off guard. "OH SEAM IN THE ANGEL'S HEAVEN-" Jevil got hit by three, which knocked his head off his block, springing up and down on his coiled spring neck. If Spamton could use decoys, so could he! Jevil sped up, admittedly tiring him out more than he liked. He went so fast, duplicates of himself were summoned, and it was hard for Spamton to pinpoint a target. ... Jevil had to think of something QUICK, Or else.. that last speck of hope in spamton may die. Wait... he knew! Jevil just needed an opportunity to escape this blue egg barrage... 

"ALTHOUGH A BIT EGGS-TREME, YOUR MOVE IS QUITE A BLAST!"

"..."

Spamton stopped in the middle of a throw, his brain processing what he just heard. Dial-up sounds took over his speech while his glasses blue-screened temporarily. After a moment, he shook his head like a dog, coming back to reality... and he let out the biggest most tortured groan.

"UUUUUUUUHHHHG... THOSE PUNS WERE   SO [[rotten to the core]] I THINK I'M GONNA THROW UP! @c@" Spamton grimaced, glaring at the clown grinning back at him, proud as can be.

As expected, Spamton recoiled his attacks to revive from that hard, mental blow of awful punnery. Jevil teleported away from his spot, into the void, plotting a sneak attack Spamton would never expect out of the likes of him... at least not one in the midst of battle. After the doll was done cringing, he was about to dodge jevil's attack... when he noticed the imp was no longer there. Now THAT wasn't fair!

"HEY WISE GUY! WHAT'S THE BIG [[deal!]] HIDING IS [[cheater cheater pumpkin eater!]]" 

Silence. Complete and utter silence... until he felt two gloves vibrate into his sides, startling him. He spun around, only to see nobody there.

"AYEE! H-HEY! F4CE   ME LIKE A [[valued customer]]!" Spamton shouted, his voice cracking as he was surprised by the sudden assault to his sides. He did a decent job of keeping his composure. Now he needed to stay vigilant. That clown could be anywhere.

"FACE YA LIKE A VALUED CUSTOMER, CUSTOMER?" Jevil giggled, appearing behind him again, however this time the gloves were off. The devil poked slowly up, and down the glitch's ribs. "LAST TIME I CHECKED IT WAS OPPOSITE DAY IN THE DARK WORLDS, WORLDS! IM THE SALESMAN, AND YOU'RE THE CUSTOMER! CAN YOU GUESS WHAT I'M SELLIN~?" 

A mischievous smile stretched across the joker's features. Spamton wiggled, his hands shooting down to grab Jevil's fingers, but he had already disappeared again.

"GYA!TYEEHEEHE- [[$!?!]] THE PRESSES! W-WHAT ARE YOU    DOING!?" the puppet demanded, wide eyed and looking in every direction to locate the culprit. "Y OU'RE NOT PLAYING [[fair share]], CLOWN!"

"I'M NOT PLAYIN FAIR, FAIR?" The jester's voice echoed against the void. The joker in question  chuckled from the darkness at this new game that would surely tire this puppet out. "WELL THERE'S NOTHING IN THE RULES AGAINST A LITTLE..." Jevil now appeared in front of him, a devious grin spread across his cheeks,"GIGGLY, GIGGLY, TICKLE, TICKLE NOW AND THEN~ BELIEVE ME, I DOUBLE CHECKED AND IT'S COMPLETELY LEGAL!" Jevil wiggled his eight fingers at Spamton, dull claws catching the dealmaker's attention. He jumped back, tripping a little bit before putting his hand up in defense as Jevil floated closer with that playfully evil stare.

"W-W-WAIT! HOLD 0N! Y-Y-YOU THINK THAT [[silly billy]] MOVE WILL WORK ON [[number1ratedsalesman1997]]? HA! TOO BAD FOR Y OU! I'M NOT [[tickles your fancy]]," Spamton retorted, squaring up, crossing his arms defiantly, and standing his ground. He knew Jevil wouldn't buy what he was selling, but he had to try. Unfortunately, though he was a good actor, the sudden rosiness of his cheeks called his bluff.

"OH... YOU AREN'T?" Jevil pretended to look convinced, before shrugging. "WELL... GUESS I WAS WRONG! I KNOW YOU'RE AN HONEST, HONEST SALESMAN. HMPH...  FIGURES... GUESS ILL HAVE TO JUST USE MY SPECIAL ATTACK, ATTACK!" Jevil shrugged, sounding disappointed... Did Spamton's lie actually work!? YES!!! THAT HAD NEVER WORKED! It hadn't worked on any Addison that had asked him, or even Seam! But somehow it worked on JEVIL!? Spamton thought he would see through that scam! Jevil really was a fool... 

"WHAT A [[sham]]. GUESS IT'LL HAVE TO DO! IM SURE I CAN HANDLE [[Specil move]]."

"YOU SUUUUURE...? IT'S PRETTY HARD TO DODGE!" Jevil smirked, summoning Spamton's own smirk.

"AH! SHOWING YOUR HAND, HUH? WELL Y OUR [[light shower]] OF SCYTHES IS IMPRESSIVE, BUT NOT SPECIL ENOUGH T0 DEFEAT ME," the salesman replied cheekily. His blush receded as his confidence grew once more. He could handle this. Jevil's special attack was always that giant scythe move.

" LET'S GET THIS [[show on the road]]. THEN I'LL SHOW YOU A RE4L ATTACK!" Spamton taunted.

"WE'LL SEE SPAMTON, SPAMTON!" Jevil flew back over in position before metamorphosing into a scythe, and shooting up towards the ceiling. One scythe fell down, then another and another and another... Spamton knew the rhythm of this attack, becoming a pro at dodging the basic attacks Jevil would usually give the player. 

After all the scythes fell, it left the giant undodgeable one to slowly fall. Spamton braced for impact, raising his arms above his head to protect his plastic noggin upon impact... but it never came. He opened a single eye to see two clawed hands hovering above his underarms, but he was too late to correct his fatal mistake. Jevil touched down, scribbling, and drawing shapes with his nails across the cloth of the salesman's jacket, which was surprisingly thinner than spamton had remembered. 

He tried to fight it, but he couldn't hold in what he didn't expect to come out!

"AYEEEEAHEAHEAHEAHEA! TH-THAHAHAT'S NOT HOHOHOW THIS WOR-GYYYAaAaAaA!" Spamton squealed out, clamping his arms down, knees buckling immediately. He was falling backwards into Jevil's hold due to his weak knees. The puppet took a deep breath to spit out the last coherent sentence he would be saying for a while.

"PLEASE-JEVIL-YOU-DON'T-HAVE-T0-DO-THIS-WE'RE-FRIENDS-R1GHT-PAL-I'LL-GIVE-Y0U-BEST-DEALS-4-LIFE-I-SWEAR!!!"

"JEVIL, JEVIL!?" Jevil paused as soon as he heard his name. His ACTUAL name... Spamton had never said his actual name before! "YOU CALLED ME JEVIL!!" Overjoyed, he squeezed Spamton in a rib cracking hug.

"AG-G-G-GYUH-Y-YOUR EARS MUST BE [[out of batteries]]! I-UHG- NEVER SAID [[legal name]]!" Spamton wheezed out, wiggling to free himself from Jevil's crushing grip.

Jevil loosened his hug a bit, however not enough to let Spamton out of his grasp. "HMMM... YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU'RE RIGHT! I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING BECAUSE OF HOW HARD YOU'RE LAUGHING!"

"WH-" Jevil started tickling again, one arm around Spamton's chest, raising his undershirt up, and the other hand trailing around the doll's stomach. 

"COOOOCHIE COOCHIE COO LITTLE SALESMAN~ ARE YOU TICKLISH, TICKLISH HERE HM? I THINK I CAN HEAR YOU GIGGLING, GIGGLING! I'M TOO DEAF TO HEAR REALLY ANYTHING, SO I'M NOT TOO SURE~!" Jevil noticed a little X where Spamton's bellybutton was supposed to be. He stored that information for much later in his playfully evil onslaught.

"STYAHAHAHAHEAHEAHEAHEA![[HOLY TOLEDO]] NYEAHEAHEAHEAHEAHEA!" Spamton cackled, squirming and kicking aimlessly in the clutches of the clown. He tried to grab at the offending hand exploring his sensitive belly.

Jevil pretended to just now notice his tail was plugging his ears. "OHHHH... THERE WAS THE PROBLEM! NOW I CAN HEAR YOU JUUUUST FINE! UHEHEHEHEEE... SUCH A TICKLISH LITTLE TUM-TUM, HM? GEEZ, I DUNNO HOW YOU CAN STAND IT, NO WAY I'D LAST! TIIIICKLE TICKLE TICKLE, TIIIICKLE~ KITCHY KIIITCH~"

"OHOHO MYHYHYHY GOHOHOHOHOD! SHUHUHUHUT YOUR [[PIE HOLE]] YOU- AYEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!" the puppet cried out. The tickling was already making him lose all control, and that was embarrassing enough, but the teasing? Jevil was going to kill him with all that sickeningly sweet baby talk. You could hardly make out Spamton's red cheeks due to how red the rest of his face was. All he wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide from his adversary, but he wasn't in a position to do that. All he could do was flail and squeal... But the part that truly made the salesman want to hide was the fact that... he didn't hate this... At all. 

BUT HIS WORST ENEMY COULD NEVER KNOW THAT SO-

"THIHIHIHIHIHIS IHIHIHIHIS [[AGAINST THE GENEVA CONVENTION]] YOHOHOHOHOU ANIMAHAHAL!"

"A WAR CRIME? KEHEHE~" Jevil stopped, letting Spamton catch his breath. The puppet relaxed, his giggling mixed in with static as he panted. "SMILING DURING A WARCRIME DOESN'T SEEM VERY ORDERLY... THEN AGAIN I WOULDN'T KNOW ABOUT ORDER, ORDER! UEE HEE EHEE~ I THINK YOU ENJOY, ENJOY THIS, DON'T YOU SPAM-MAN?" Jevil questioned, a rare, genuine smile coming out.

"W-W-WHAT!? N-N-NO!!! THAT'S [[Crazy bread]]! I'M A PROFESSIONAL! I'M A [[BIGSHOT]]! BIGSHOTS DON'T-

DON'T -

DON'T -

DON'T -" 

Spamton glitched, his glasses blue screening again. His entire face to the tip of his nose was bright red, steam puffed out from the sides of his head, and a car horn beeped, the sound coming from Spamton's agape mouth.

Jevil chortled a bit, letting his battle buddy let the embarrassment out of his system. "DON'T WHAT? DON'T HAVE FUN, FUN? WHAT'S WRONG WITH A LITTLE GIGGLE EVERY NOW AND THEN, HM?" Jevil questioned out of curiosity, and assurance. "ITS OKAY TO BE GOOFY AND FEEL GOOFY EVERY NOW AND AGAIN, AGAIN! DON'T YOU THINK SO?" Jevil poked just a single digit on Spamton's side just above his hip, feather light to just get giggles out of the salesman.

"GyeYEEhehehehe NOHOHOhoho!" Spamton laughed, shaking his head and trying to hide his face with his hands. He was no longer trying to stop Jevil's hands, now focusing on covering his red hot cheeks. "J-JEVIL IHEEHEEHeehee CAHAHAHAN'T!" He jerked away from the prodding finger and was able to rock forward, still breathless with giggles as he weakly attempted to crawl away.

Jevil giggled sinisterly, floating after spamton before grabbing both of his ankles. "GYEHEHE~? NYOHO YOU CAN'T? TELL ME STOP AND MAYBE I'LL BELIEVE YOU~!"  Spamton fell on his padded tum as the devil pulled his legs out straight and sat on the back of his knees, hovering those ungloved claws above spamton's shoed tootsies. "UNTIL THEN, I GUESS ILL HAVE FUN WITH AN ENSY WEENSIE SPOT YOU DECIDED TO LEAVE OPEN~" Jevil playfully reminded, before slipping off both of those flat heeled leather shoes the salesman always wore. With no money to afford socks for those old shoes he found in the trash, Spamton's plush little feet were now completely exposed. 

oh. NO.

"W-W-WAIT! TH-THAHAHAT'S EVIL!" Spamton's eyes widened to the size of saucers when he felt himself get pinned under the jester's weight. "THOSE ARE [[fine Italian leather]] YOU [[little sponge]]!" A wobbly smile stretched across the peddler's face just from the threat alone. He curled up his toes, trying to get ready for what was to come.

"REALLY!? I THOUGHT THESE WERE PLEATHER!" Jevil teased, tracing two nails down  tiny feet, the delicate jointed toes scrunching up in response. Spamton snorted, trying to cover his mouth to hide his giggles and high pitched squeals. He only uncovered it to speak. "IHIT'S UHUP TO PLAHAHAYER INTERPRETAHATION!!" His puppet hands slammed back over his teeth, one trying to keep his bottom jaw closed and the other attempting to block the puppet mouth gap.

And with that.. another finger joined on both feet, now swirling and wiggling. 

"OHO... IT ISNT HEALTHY TO HOLD BACK YOUR LAUGHTER SPAMTON! LET IT AAAALL OUT. KEHEHEE~"

"NNN-NNNGYKHKHKHK... MMM-PFFFFFTAHAHEAHEAHEAHEA!" Spamton finally burst out into hysterics. He was slapping the floor, trying to find relief from the sensations plaguing his tiny feetsies.

"OH MY FOX! SEE? ARENT YOU HAVING FUN? YOU SEEM TO BE ENJOYING YOURSELF! UEEHEHEHEE~" Jevil teased, ever so gently raking his nails over every inch of the doll's feet, including under and between those lil' toesies! "WE SHOULD BATTLE LIKE THIS MORE OFTEN! THIS KIND OF GAME IS SO MUCH MORE FUN THAN THAT OLD NUMBERS GAME!'' Jevil turned around slightly, seeing the jolly old puppet snorting, and thumping his fists on the ground. Snickering, the joker pulled away, turning around to face him, still on seated Spamton's knees. The imp temporarily stood to gently maneuver spamton facing up so the puppet could catch his breath easier. 

"YOUHOU OKAY PINOCCHIO?" Jevil asked, giggling a bit at Spamton's expression.

"@c@ I'M -pant- STILL [[breathing the fresh air!]]" the spambot replied, recovering from that last attack. He rubbed his feet together to shoo away those dastardly phantom tickles left behind. "BUT I WILL NOT CONCEDE TO YOUR [[TOMFOOLERY]]. NEVER..."

"NEVER YOU SAY, SAY?" Spamton should NOT have given the jester such a sweet treat of an opening... 

Jevil picked the puppet up under the arms, bringing the salesman onto his lap with a previous idea brewing to the forefront of his mind.

"PERHAPS THE RIGHT SPOT WOULD CHANGE YOUR MIND~" Jevil smirked, pulling Spamton's shirt back up from before revealing his plush tum, booping a side just barely with the pad of his finger, keeping his claws to himself for the time being.

"EEHEEHEEP! R-RIGHT SPOT? N-NO THERE ARE NOT MORE [[spot remover]] I SWEAR. Y-YOU'RE WASTING YOUR [[time sensitive offer]]..." Spamton rushed out. He giggled nervously and gave Jevil a pleading look... but he still never said the magic word. Instead, the salesman grabbed onto the jester's hands, holding them away from his body.

"NO MORE SPOTS? OH NO, NO, NO! I THINK YOU'VE FORGOTTEN, FORGOTTEN A FEW MISTER~!" Jevil giggled gently pushing Spamton's arms back, the salesman's arms still jelly after the prior attacks. "LIKE THESE TWO HIPS!" Jevil kneaded his thumbs into the joints, just barely skimming the doll's sides with his claws.  Spamton flailed, kicking those little legs of his faster than a roadrunner. 

"HAAEHAHEHEEHEA!! [[Fifty percent off!]] JEHEH-SNORT! [[Ha ha ha!]]AHAAH-" 

"OOOOOORRRR..." Jevil crawled his hands to Spamton's sides and started to tickle that stuffed tum of his! "THIS LITTLE SWEET SPOT RIGHT HERE, HERE!"

"GYAAAHAEHEAHEAHEAHEA! NAHAHAT THE [[tummy wummy]]! AYEEHEEHEEHEE!" The spambot was lightly slapping at Jevil's chest as he squirmed fruitlessly. "YOHOHOURE THE DEHEHEVIL!"

"NOT THE TUMMY WUMMY? AW! BUT YOU SOUND LIKE YOU LOVE, LOVE THIS ON YOUR TUMMY WUMMY!" Jevil cooed, slowing the tickles down to be gentle. "DEVIL IS IN MY NAME! DON'T WEAR IT OUT~ OH! SPEAKING OF BEING EVIL,"  Jevil trailed off, drawing a single swirling finger around the canvas of spamton's belly, slithering around his middle in circles like a snake. "I WANNA SEE WHAT KIND OF GIGGLY TREASURE I CAN GET FROM THAT X!"

"NONONOHOHOHO! THAT [[parking spot]] IS [[out of commission]]! D-DOHOHON'T Y OU DAHAHAHARE!" Spamton squealed in protest. He immediately slapped his hands over his belly button to guard it from the devious clown.

"WELL THATS NOT VERY NICE!" Jevil teased, a challenging grin stretching onto his face... did Spamton really think he would only use his hands to tickle him to snorts? "GUESS WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO DO THIS THE HARD WAY... SAY, SPAMTON," the imp stretched his tail around and bent the tips of the J to tuck under the dummy's arms.  "I DON'T RECALL, BUT IS THIS A TERRIBLY, TERRIBLY SENSITIVE AREA~? COOOCHIE COOCHIE COOO LITTLE ADDISON~"

"NYAHAEHAEHAEHAEHAE! YOHOHOU [[$!?!]]!" That clever move by Jevil did the trick. Spamton immediately clamped his arms down, bringing his fists up to his chest. "STYAHAHAP TEASING MEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!"

"DO YOU NOT LIKE BEING TEASED TO BITS, SPAMMY? ALSO, IF YOU WANT TO KEEP MY TAIL UNDER YOUR ARMS, BE MY GUEST! OTHERWISE, OTHERWISE YOU CAN RAISE THEM UP AND TRY YOUR LUCK! UEEHEEHEE!'' While explaining this in a playful tone, Jevil went back to swirling around the little belly pudge, getting closer and closer to the spot of buried belly laughs.

"AHEAHAEHAEHAEHAE! YOU'RE GOHOHONNAHAHA [[killed]] MEEEEHEEHEE! SNORT!" the salesman cackled, hardly able to focus enough to make any comebacks. He was losing his mind, but he wasn't ready to surrender to this fiend.

Jevil etched closer... and closer... until finally he swirled right onto the little X, before stopping entirely. Everything stopped in place, the movement under his arms, the swirling, all that was on focus was the finger sitting still on the little stitch. Jevil gave Spamton a cat-like look of mischief, not doing anything but waiting out the inevitable. "YOU KNOW WHAT? LET'S STAY LIKE THIS A MOMENT, MOMENT! YOU ENJOYIN' YOURSELF? I KNOW A GENUINE SMILE WHEN I SEE ONE~" In actuality.. Jevil was planning his ultra tickle attack in the back of his mind during this one-sided conversation before finally unleashing the mother of all tickles.

"I-pant- [[dont trust like that]]... YOU... -pant- YOUR TEASING ME AGAIN! I-pant- I ADMIT TO NOTHING!" Spamton said defiantly. Maybe he could tough it out…

"DON'T TRUST ME? WHY SPAMMY! WHAT HAVE I DONE FOR YOU NOT TO TRUST ME?!" the joker questioned, feigning innocence. Spamton knew better than to trust a literal Jester devil after tickling him half to death when they were having a fair and square battle just before! Whatever happened to that anyway!? This wasn't fair at all! Spamton was getting tired. The look the doll gave Jevil after saying that said it all.

"AW... SPAMTON, I'M HURT! HEARTBROKEN, SHOT IN THE CHEST!" Jevil overdramatized, cocking an arm over his forehead, Spamton not seeming to notice both hands were off his belly. The puppet slowly but surely caught his breath as Jevil did his theatrics, all the while giving the purple imp a look of suspicion. After a moment, Jevil smirked, bringing a single arm around Spamton's ribs in a gentle hug to keep him still. "WELL, I THINK YOU DESERVE A PRESENT FOR BEIN SUCH A GOOD SPORT, AND HAVING AN ADORABLE LIL LAUGH!"

"I-I-I-I [[shut your yaps]]! WHAT ARE Y 0U PLANNING JEVIL?" the doll inquired suspiciously, his cheeks flushed from the embarrassing compliment on top.

"I DUNNO, DUNNO! I THINK IM PLANNING ON GIVING YOU A PRESENT FOR BEING A SNORTY, FLUFFY LITTLE GIGGLEBUG!" Jevil replied, his smirk unhindered. He leaned down just a little bit, trying to be inconspicuous.

"I-I'M NOT [[soft and fluffy]]! AND DON'T CALL ME A... [[ERROR 404]]!" Spamton squeaked in response, not wanting to repeat the new nickname. He didn't know what was going through that clown's mind, but he knew it was a grand finale. That look in Jevil's eyes said it all.

The look on Spamton's face read that the jig was up. With that, Jevil suddenly shifted his face downward towards the tummy before him, giggling a little before starting to ticklishly nom on the sensitive belly with those teefers of his! "OMNYomNYOMNOM~! I KNOWM YOUWH LOWVE WHEM SHAWM DIB DISH! OMNYOMMONCHCROMCHMOOMCH!" the devil teased playfully before bringing one claw down to tease a side while nomming away like a cat on a ball of yarn.

"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAEHAEHAEHAE! OHOHO [H E A V E N] IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T! ICANTTAKEIT!" Spammy shrieked, shaking his head and pushing weakly at the little devil's shoulders. Tears of mirth were streaming down his rosy cheeks, and his glasses slid off his face and toppled to the side. He tossed his head back and curled forward over and over again, not knowing what to do. After 30 seconds or so, he broke.

"OHOHOHOKAAAAYEEEEHEEHEEHEE! Y 0U [[W1NNER]]! PLEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE-SNORT-EEHEEHEASE! MEHEHERCYEEEEEHEEHEEE!"

As soon as the word was given, Jevil retracted his tail, and rose up from Spamton's tummy, letting the puppet recover from that final attack that left him breathless.

"AH... HAEHAE... HEHE... HEH... Ahhhh..." The puppet let the residual giggles bubble out of his throat while he breathed. He closed his eyes, feeling exhaustion take over. Spamton was waiting for Jevil to declare victory and kick him to the curb, back to his dumpster like the clown always did... But... He opened one of his eyes to see Jevil hovering with his legs crisscross, sitting on his tail, a genuine smile taking over his features.

"....SO?" The salesman asked, sitting up slightly to look the joker in the eye. 

"SO WHAT, WHAT?" the jester replied while leaning on two fists curiously.

"AREN'T YOU GOING TO [[dispose of any used needles!]]?"

Jevil's eyes widened in realization, before his face softened into an unnaturally gentle expression. 

"YOU CAN STAY HERE AS LONG AS YOU NEED, NEED! YOU DID JUST LAUGH YOUR STUFFING OUT AND ALL, "  Jevil explained, magically pulling a blanket out from behind his back and tossing it to Spamton, who caught it out of surprise. The salesman really didn't know what to think of all of this... The clown had never been nice to him like this. The other boss-darkner tended to be cold behind that mischievous, playful look in his eyes... He was that one step away from freedom, blocking his only escape to the real world.. HEAVEN. ... but never had Jevil acted like this before... It almost reminded him of a family he lost long ago.

The doll looked down at the blanket in his lap. Then up at the clown.

"I... um... thank you..." Spamton was shocked enough to lose the glitches that stole his speech for just a moment.  A sudden "POOF" from under his butt and a cushiony feeling alerted him to the cat bed he was now sitting in. He tried to take offense to that, but he couldn't. Instead he took the opportunity to get some sleep in a real bed...first time in a long time. He curled up, snuggled in the blanket. The salesman drifted off to sleep quickly, having not been this comfortable in so long.

Jevil hummed in content. He needed this. They both did. They were both being tortured endlessly by the game they lived in ... and them fighting all the time was tiring. In this moment they both realized how stupid it was, the endless fighting. They both understood what it was like to be thrown away, not only by society, but by the game itself. If anything they should be allies... No... friends.

Of all the things to make them see that... It was this particular fight. Jevil giggled at the prospect that something so silly may have just permanently changed how the two misfits saw each other.

And that was a wonderful thing.

[ticklishshenanigansau]

[randomtwordbloog]

That fanfic I promised based on this post by @coy-lee btw THANK YOU for letting me get away with this. Means a lot!! This is my first time doing this, so please excuse the Y/N and errors. Anywho, let’s get on with it!

One thing missing

Their latest ‘experiment’ wasn’t…going well, to say the least. It’d already exploded in their faces 7 times, and that’s not including the test runs. The worst part is, they didn’t even know what they were doing wrong! “I just don’t get it! We did everything right!” Y/N was getting frustrated. “Hey, it’s alright! We tried our best, and that’s what counts here! Not if we were successful or not. That’s nothing special in my eyes(?).” Jack was getting upset with them giving up. It was frustrating just thinking about their smile off their face. But suddenly, he had an idea. “Hey, Y/N.” “Kinda busy fixing this robot right now.” “Oh, I know, I know. But could you take your mind off that for just a minute? I have something else we can do!” Really? And it’ll be easier on me?” “Yes! And it’ll be fun~!” “Don’t get cocky, Skellington.” They weren’t kidding when they said they were angry. They *were*. It was bad this time, though. He just *had* to cheer them up now! ‘I suppose it was inevitable. They were going to get upset over that.’ He thought to himself. However, this could be useful.’ (end of thoughts) “Alright. FINE. I’ll play your game.” Oh, wonderful! The plan was going swimmingly! “However.” Uh oh. “This’ll be a *short* game. I have to get back to work on this robot body, and I have to have it done by the end of the week for work.” Oh. That didn’t sound so bad. “Alright, you have yourself a deal.” And with that, they were pinned on the bed in his room. They knew what this meant. “I realized something. Our latest experiment needed something, but so long as you hold still, it should be easy to get out of you.” Oh no. OH NO. “Ready?” And with that, the gun was fired. His fingers were fast on their underarms, and that wasn’t good. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” They were sensitive there, and it was like ticklish HELL. It only got worse from there, when he moved over to their ribs. “How many of these do you have again? One, two..” He’d started teasing now. They were a goner. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAP T-TEAHAHAHAHASING!” “Ugh! Stop squirming around! You made me lose count! One, two, three~..” He kept at it there for a minute, almost as an achievement. “STAHAHAHAHAP! TOHOHOHOHOHOHOO MUCH!” They were getting desperate. “Stop? Oh, but Y/N~, I just started! Besides, I haven’t finished counting these ribs of yours yet! 7, 8, 9- Hey! No moving!” “SOHOHOHAHAHARRY! I’M HAPPY NOW! OK?!” They knew why he was doing it. He would normally pin them on the bed like this and tickle them whenever they were upset, or when he was just bored! It was INFURIATING how often he’d do that! “Well, I think you’ve been successfully put in a better mood!” “*HEAVY BREATHING INTENSIFIES*” Oh, dear. Perhaps he’d been too hard on them. “It’s alright, take as long as you need to breathe after that. I sure wouldn’t last a SECOND of that!” He said, booping their nose. He got up, and they sat up in turn. “Now, about that robot.”

This was SO FUN to write, even tho I did it at 2:30 am. Again, I wanna thank @coy-lee for making the sketch dump, and allowing me to write this. I may even write another one with Jack being on the receiving end of the tickles, but that depends on how this is received. Also. Y/N made Spamton Neo’s body in this universe. Just explaining that. Enough talk. Bye now, my friends!

[anxious-lee-ler]

Laughter Demon

"Salesman! Salesman!! I wanna play, play, play!!"

"I have to work, you [clowning around]." Spamton growled at the chaotic devil bouncing behind him.

"I want to laugh at chaos! I wanna laugh at pranks!" Jevil cheered.

"You want something to laugh at? I'll give you something to laugh at!!"

Green strings suddenly lift Jevil up by his arms, holding them above his head. He smiled, tilting his head.

"Now what is the little salesman up to? Are we going to have fun, fun, fun?!" Jevil gasped with excitement, his tail starting to wag, hitting the bells of his hat in the process.

"You could say that, dear Jevil…~ You wanted to [teehee] right?"

"Yeah!"

"Then do that for me~" Spamton chuckles and glitches.

"Huh? AHAHE?!" Jevil jumped sky high, nearly summoning his scythe.

You may be wondering what had happened? You see Jevil was ticklish, and he was taken by surprise. Spamton had lightly clawed down Jevil's sides, making the jester squeal.

"Still just as [ticky ticky] as before I see~ How perfect!~ Say [[Dirty Night Clown]] let's make a game out of this"

Despite Jevil's cheeks being dusted purple, the jester persisted. "I love games, games!!"

"I know you do. So let's play [[HYPERLINK NOT FOUND]]~"

Spamton didn't elaborate on what that meant as he started tickling Jevil's tummy and ribs with his hands.

"EEEEK! Hahahaheheheeeee!!" Jevil squealed, tail wagging behind him.

"Heh~ Kitchie kitchie kitchie koo, you little rascal~ So, so woefully ticklish~" Spamton teased suddenly grabbing Jevil's tail and gently clawing at it.

"AAAAHEHEHEHEEEEE!!! NAHAHAHAHAT THERE, THEHEHEHEHERE!!!"

"Oh please… it can't be that bad~ I haven't even gotten to your [paw pad beans] yet~"

Spamton smirked when all he got in response was a flustered squeal from Jevil. He knew Jevil's most ticklish spots like the back of his hands though he knew that Jevil did for him as well. Not that that mattered since the little demon was tangled in the strings from his constant movement.

"Though I suppose I should give you a break hmm?" The salesman chuckled, pulling his hands away, and walking to his desk.

This didn't mean that he released Jevil, however. The demon was still hanging there, panting. But this didn't last long before- "I'm bored, bored, bored!!"

"...Really now? Sounds terrible~" Spamton chuckled, not even looking up.

"I wanna play again, again!"

"Oh you do, hmm?~ I have just the thing…~"

Spamton walked over, and dug into his coat pocket. Then pulled out a stiff, but fluffy feather, making Jevil blush all over again. This made Spamton smirk all over again as he started to take off one of Jevil's boots.

"EEKEK! Wait wait!" Jevil half heartedly struggled as he squeaked and squealed.

"For what, dear?~ You asked for this~"

Spamton then started to tickle the paw pad at the top of Jevil's foot with the feather, making the jester squeak so loud it might as well have been a shriek.

"NAHAHAHAHAT THE FEHEHEHEHEHEATHERHEHEHEHER!!"

"Yes the [bird leaf], dear Jevil~"

After a few more minutes of the foot tickles, Spamton finally stopped and called off the strings. He smiled and set a glass of water next to the dizzy Jevil on the ground before walking off to go work.

[but-a-humble-selfshipper]

Hot take of the day spamton is ticklish

[darkforestdreams]

This is going to be more a list of people that have had a positive impact on me than a list of mutuals. IT'S MY LIST I CAN DO WHAT I WANT, NYEH! :p

@ikamigami (reads your compliments on me) NO, YOU! XD Seriously, though, you're awesome. Your caring and passionate and I love talking with you. <3

@shandzii I'm probably just another fan in the crowd for you, but your designs for Sun and Moon are so charming and well done and I LOVE your Ask Sun and Moon Series. I probably would never gotten into this part of the FNaF fandom if it weren't for you, shandzii, so thank you. :)

@laughterfixs (Listening to the stream as I write this, BTW) First, CONGRATS TO YOU AND COY AND FLOOF FOR YOUR YT CHANNEL GETTING 5,000 SUBS! Secondly, I just want to say that I know I haven't really... shown myself much to any of you guys, and I'm truly sorry about that, but your work is adorable and I love Ana Ludraco and how she interacts with your version of Sun and Moon. I'm just... shy about the... ticklish subject matter and how judgmental people can get, but I'm working on it.

@coy-lee First off, I love your designs of Sun and Moon and your characters diVo and Glitch Eclipse. Your work is kind of like a safe little niche for me, if that makes sense. I've been having a bad last year and a half and I've gotten a lot of comfort from your work. Also?YOUR NEW DRAWINGS OF SUN AND MOON WITH BABY ARE, LIKE, THE PERFECT BLEND OF YOUR STYLE AND THE CANON DESIGNS.

@afloofwithmultipleinterests YOUR VOICE FOR MOON. I LOVE IT. SO MUCH. ESPECIALLY THE CACKLING. Coy wasn't kidding on the stream when she said that you're really incredible with voices. I also love the Spamton and Jevil stories and "Opposite Day". Their all adorable and cozy and just so positive. Keep doing what you do with Fixs and Coy!

@ayyy-imma-ninja Your AUs are just... wow. From fairies to sympathetic murderers to leviathans... I love how unique each of these are. I am hoping to, SOON, look at them all in detail.

@urbanqhoul I'm WAY too behind on looking through your work THOROUGHLY, but I absolutely plan to. Your work is so unique to me, both the cute stuff and the darker stuff. Your style for the latter kind of always me a unique, dark Alice in Wonderland sort of vibe. There's beauty in the spookiness.

@bignoodledave I'm so glad that you have a Tumblr account, man. You're a great guy and I want to chat more often about our interests. Talking about ponies and Star Trek has been a blast!

@sapphy-artz I PLAN ON CHATTING WITH YOU MORE FROM NOW ON, I SWEAR IT. It's been TO OFTEN AND FOR TOO LONG and I NEED to get past the social anxiety because we've known each other for YEARS. You're an awesome person and I want to talk about stuff with you more, and I will! THIS, I SWEAR, MY FRIEND!

Aaaand that's my list! This took a LOT out of me, and my brain is honestly done whether I like it or not. I'm going to check this later to make sure I didn't screw up the writing in any way. In the meantime, if I accidentally said something weird (bad weird), or uncomfortable please tell me, and know that it's not intentional!

I wanna try and start a new thing. You can’t see anyone’s followers counts, so I just have a few mutuals that I, based on nothing, assume are just famous. Let’s start a chain to just show people how cool we think they are.

My favourite celebrities are: @when-emma-falls-in-love13 @sugarfoodie @allegory-buried @sharpasanaro and @finleycannotdraw

[fluffy-lee-boa]

Spare some lee!Spamton headcanons? Spare some ticklish trash puppet headcanons please? *shakes an empty tin can with pleading eyes* 🥺🤲

AAAAAA ANON YOU’RE FUELING MY ATTACHMENT TO THIS LITTLE FERAL MAN-

I headcanon that he’s the type to be ticklish Literally Everywhere. But his worst spot is probably his stomach. He has a soft body kind of like a doll, so it’s perfect for scritches >:3

So I’ve said this one before but anything that scans a computer for malicious software and such will wreck him. It sort of feels like tiny, tickly zaps of electricity and he will immediately drop to the floor and wave his arms around like he’s being attacked by an invisible ler.

I believe in squeaky!Spamton supremacy. Hold him like the hamborger and give him a littol squeeze and he’ll sound like a hyperactive chew toy.

As he is a puppet of sorts, he has little divots in his joints so he can move better. They’re secretly super sensitive and he will Scream. Especially with lighter tickles.

Back before he started receiving the calls, the Addisons used to gang up on him when he got too big-headed on their nights out. If you bring it up he’ll probably deny it, but just ask one of the Addisons and they’ll reminisce ab it v fondly.

Other notable lers include Jevil (who he considers the most evilest and cruelest and NO he is not blushing SHUT UP-) and also Swatch, when he got too annoying to work with.

“The men there would” is supposed to be an angsty line but I’m choosing to ignore that and imagine the Swatchlings tickling him to subdue him and kick him out of the castle <3

He’s not exactly used to his Neo form, so even if it sounds impossible, he’s somehow more sensitive. His wings will smack u if you touch them.

Ok…. Hear me out. His strings are sensitive x

[fluffomatic]

Spamton serves the highest quality NRG Dranks! Get yours TODAY! Only 1 small payment of 1997 Kromer and you'll be so tickled with energy you won't be able to stop laughing! Seriously!

Kris was tired Ok they just needed a boost and look at what happened!!

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

Tickletober prompts by @gigglymonster

[hollowsart]

I feel like if someone was to sleep next to eldritch spam they would end up with tendrils wrapped around parts of them and maybe a few snuggled warmly under their clothes.

Honestly, yeah. that's definitely a risk that'll happen if you slept next to him.

...but that's a risk I'm willing to take.

[kowtownart]

If you could, maybe some more ticklish spamton? You draw him so cute!

You can ignore this if you want to, of course.

I'll take any excuse i can get to bully this little guy! <3333

[ludrii]

Do you base your Mettaton only on canon or do you have any favorite headcanons borrowed from fandom. Like, do you have any voices (voiceactors etc) that you think are perfect for him?

I'm not just asking about MTT, but about other UT/DR characters as well!

I mostly (try to) base him on canon, although I have so many headcanons about him now that he's basically my own character haha. Mostly stuff taken from my dreams or own ideas tho, I don't really tend to borrow unless it fits my very specific vision that I developed for him. But I do have a few headcanons that I borrowed from others. Like the plug tail. Or that he tastes make-up, nailpolish and hair products to test their quality. Or that his eyes flash red when he's angry. Or that he's aro and pansexual, although idk if I borrowed that.. I think it's actually my own. I just didn't really think about it until I saw other people bring it up as well. Hm. Or that he can feel ALL of his mechanics cause he like. literally became his body. Or that he's ticklish. Those two may or may not correlate. Or cooling fans. Sort of like the ones computers have. As in, instead of blushing his fans start to whirr to try and cool him down. I've seen it in some fanfictions and since it appeared in one of my dreams too it's basically canon to me.

As for the voice.. In Mettaton's case, I got a rather complex, VERY specific headcanon voice for him (mostly based on what he sounds like in my dreams) and I haven't heard anyone sound close enough to it. As for the other UT characters, I conducted a research (stole other people's headcanons basically xD), and made a list of voice(actor)s for them, behold:

Flowey: Kotetsu from Kamisama Kiss (Josh Grelle) Toriel: Kala from Tarzan (Glenn Close) Sans: Patrick Seitz. Papyrus: Alan Oppenheimer Undyne: Lalaco Godspeed from Space Patrol Luluco (Monica Rial) Alphys (not really but eh,): Lara Jill Miller Mettaton (ex) (take with a grain of salt, it's the closest I found to my headcanon anyway): Zarbon from Dragon Ball Raging Blast (J. Michael Tatum) (also James Carter Cathcart kinda) Asgore: King Frederic from Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure (Clancy Brown) Asriel - young: Armin Arlert from Attack on Titan (Josh Grelle) - adult: Xbalanque from SMITE (Josh Grelle)

Burgerpants: Sanji from One Piece Film: Gold (Eric Vale) Bratty: Kobayshi from Miss Kobayshi's Dragon Maid (Lean Clark) Catty: Junko Enoshima from Dangaronpa 3: The End of Hope's Peak High School (Jamie Marchi) Snowdin shopkeeper: Shion Kananomori from Psycho-Pass (Lydia Mackay) Gerson: Kaseki from Dr. Stone (Kenny Green)

They're colour coded so you can see where exactly I stole what from where, and to hear it too, if you want:

Green (timestamps) Flowey - 0:00 Undyne - 2:11 Mettaton - 3:47 Snowdin shopkeeper - 7:34 Gerson - 8:30 Bratty - 9:04 Catty - 9:30 Burgerpants - 10:03 Asriel (adult) - 10:36 Asriel (young) - 11:09

Red Toriel - 0:24

Blue Alphys - 0:22 Mettaton #2 - 0:35 Asgore - 1:32 Papyrus - 2:49 Sans - 3:01

As for the DR characters.. Dunno, I didn't really look into it. When it comes to Spamton, my headcanon voice(actor) for him is Alex Rochon ig. For the others- L Void cuts it for me just fine. Especially for Queen, Susie and Kris. Although for Berdly and Jevil it'd be Revtrosity instead.

I can't bother with links there, too lazy.

[coy-lee]

Maybe I can see Spamton getting raspberry on his belly? 👀👉👈

Well... I had a mighty need and he is indeed getting razzles 👀...

From beloved cat dad...

[backpocketkazoo]

Oh-hoh, have ai got the prompt for you:

Spam ton meeting a winged lightner. They're a normal human, they just happened to be born with feathery wings and a tail.

Main reasons: wing hugs(hug but then wrap wings around for double hug), flights above the city, all the shenanigans involving wings

💛 “WOW A LIGHT NER ! WITH WINGS?!? YOU MUST REALLY BE AN [ANGEL]!”

💛 “Did I [Die] and go to,,, [[heaven]]??”

💛 Constantly comparing/calling you an angel,, you can’t tell if he is just teasing or genuinely believes it.

I mean with your kindness how could you not be??

> likewise, making references to heaven when around you

💛 happy stim with tail,, similar to a dog I suppose, also happy stimming by flapping your wings

💛 Spamton likes looking and petting your wings ((with permission tho)) they are very soft and ticklish

💛 LIKE ANON SAID WING HUGS !!! It’s like a blanket,, nice, warm, safe :-)

💛 You’ll take Spamton up to the tops of buildings and watch the cybernetic field sky or perhaps the fireworks that go off from time to time.

[randomtwordbloog]

I have an OC that I had laying around and finally used it. This is my first Deltarune fic also sorry if it’s OOC for the Big Shot himself (when he was big).

[Warnings: none but this is a tickle fic so if that’s not for you than skip ahead.]

Characters: Ler: Y/N

Lee: Spamton of the Big Shot variety~! Please enjoy this trainwreck!

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It was a lazy day in Spamton’s room. Then again, weekends without work were always like this. He was strewn across the couch, and he looked like he had a rough day. “Lemme guess, you went to work when it’s Saturday today. Fahahaha! I used to wake up early terrified I had school on a Saturday..” They laughed at their own joke. It was funny, though. He gave them a look of disapproval. “Ha ha. That did happen though.. y’know what?! Come here, you!” He pulled them on the couch, and before they knew it, they were being hugged. “Haha! Knew that’d work!” He put his fingers through their hair, just slowly as the day was going. Y/N turned to give him a hug, but when their arms stretched out they accidentally rubbed against his sides, lightly. He shrieked and started… laughing?? “Hmm~? What’s this I found~? Is this a tickle spoot~?” They were teasing him. That wasn’t fair! He was normally the one tickling THEM, not the other way around! Besides, even if they did try, they probably don’t even know how to do it! “Hehey! Don’t touch the Spam.” He said, clearly as an INVITATION for them to tickle him. The tone SCREAMED ‘if you tickle me I will wreck you’. “Oh, but whyyy~? If your sides are THAT ticklish, I just HAVE to know how ticklish the REST is! I think it’s time for a bit of ticklish revenge~.” And with that, they started lightly booping at his sides and stomach. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” He was cackling already! They couldn’t HELP but laugh along with him. “Haha! Tickle tickle~! THIS..” They pulled their face closer to his shirt, rolled up by his squirming, and threatened a raspberry. “Is for those times you tickled me unprovoked! Any last words?” “YEHEHEHEHAHAHA! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEHEHEHEHEASE!” “Hmm~? What’s that? ‘Please do that?’ ‘I’m soo ticklish there?’ Well, then. Who am I to deny your fun~?” And with that, they blew a huge, loud raspberry right in the middle. He was lucky the walls were soundproof, because if not, his cackling could’ve been heard all throughout Queen’s mansion. Finally, after another minute of scribbling and counting his ribs, they stopped. “Thahahahahahat…was…..HELL.” He was mad because he was so sensitive in the first place, but the raspberries made it NO BETTER. Let’s just say they had one-sided tickle fights like this a lot more often.

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HUGEST OF THANK YOUS TO TOBY FOR MAKING THIS GAME AND THE SKRUNKLY IN THE FIRST PLAAAAAACE Okay. Enough of that. But seriously, thanks for reading this mess. Please consider giving me a follow, or dropping an ask! I take fic requests and HC asks! Byyyeeeeeeee~!

[tori-gama]

There may be some mistakes (I translated this from Russian to English with the help of a translator)

I've read a bunch of cool ficks with a Spamton and a Reader here and decided to write my own! (I demand Ler Spamton!)

There's a lot of fluff and tickling here!

Have fun reading!

Right now, a strange doll is blocking your path.

You have already cursed the day five times when you agreed to go with Susie and Kris to do a joint school project. First they told you about some dark world, and what in the end!?

You couldn't fight on your own anyway, because there was no weapon or shield in your inventory. The only thing that could help was to negotiate with this strange spam doll.

"COME ON [Say something] FINALLY!"

You took a deep breath. No one said it would be easy. Your whole body was shivering. What does he even want? A deal? Maybe money? What does he even mean by the words "Big shot"? It was this phrase that he repeated for five minutes.

"WHY DON'T YOU [accept the invitation] TO TALK?"

You were so immersed in your thoughts that you didn't notice how Spamton walked around you from all sides, as if trying to figure out if everything was fine with you. He squeezed your knees trying to attract attention to himself. You let out a short squeak from a sharp ticklish sensation. Oh- apparently he got the attention he wanted.

"ARE YOU [Hurting]?"

All you could say was a strangled "No".

"THEN WHAT WAS THAT [Mouse squeak]?"

"Everything is fine seriously-"

You didn't have time to finish as Spam squeezed your knees again. Now you giggled softly while covering your mouth with your hand.

"IS THAT [what I'm thinking]?"

"I don't know what you're thinking and I don't want to know!" you were still saying through quiet laughter. Suddenly your legs weakened and you fell to the ground with a characteristic sound. It definitely hurt, but there was no time to think about the fall.

Spamton's face is physically incapable of changing, but it seemed to you that he was grinning slyly standing in front of you.

"NOW [Dear customer] IS READY TO COMMIT [Deal]?"

It seems he took revenge in this way for saying about his low height, even considering that you didn't say anything like that.

Now you and Spamton were on the same level face to face.

"I'm not going to make any deals!"

Spamton came closer and loomed over you menacingly.

"ARE YOU SURE [Dear customer]?"

You were not allowed to say a word as Spam began to squeeze your sides, from which you let out a short squeal and giggled. I think if he really wanted to, he would have hurt you much earlier.

Meanwhile, the Spamton moved to your stomach, which made your voice an octave higher. Your face was suffused with color and tears began to flow from your eyes. You could have thrown it off, but you just didn't have the strength to perform such actions. The only thing you were thinking about was, "Get off me! Help!"

By the way, these were not only thoughts, you also swore at the seller out loud trying to explain to him what a little bastard he really is.

After a couple of such curses in the direction of Spamton, the seller finally stopped.

"ARE YOU READY [Make a deal][Dear customer]?"

"No! I'm not going to make any deals!"

"Well, in that case I have to..-"

Spam was already reaching out to you, but suddenly it was thrown back. You were both at a loss until you saw Kris. You mentally thanked God and swore that you would never walk through empty dark alleys again. Kris helped you up and cautiously pointed the sword at the seller.

Spamton muttered something under his breath and ran away.

"Thank you Kris! If it wasn't for you, I would-!"

Then you thought, "What would have happened?". I think in the end he would have let you go or you would have just agreed to the deal. Maybe it was even fun. Be that as it may, you are glad that Kris is here and you can continue your journey through the Cyber City.

[wanderingbateyes]

May I ask what your lee/ler headcanons for Spamton are? Pretty please? <3

My moment has come, thank you, anon!

Okay, here are my personal headcanons for our favorite little puppet salesman!

Lee:

- Don't let his puppet-like exterior fool you. I imagine his body is actually plush like one of those soft dolls. He's literally ticklish everywhere. - Worst spot would most likely be his squishy tummy. - He has toes with little ball joints like his hands. Also extremely ticklish. He will panic if a you go near his feet. - Pretty much every method and tool works on him. Feathers though? They are the worst. He's super feather sensitive. - Teasing will have him blushing, yet also cussing you out because damn it, he's a grown man (puppet). How dare you baby talk him like that! No way will such a childish thing wreck him. And yet... it does anyway. - If his arms are not restrained in any way, he will bang his fists on any surface during tickles. - He will swear up a storm when somebody starts tickling him. Major potty mouth. Might be an act to put anyone off from doing such a thing to him. - Sometimes during the "begging for mercy" stage, he'll strike a deal with his ler stop. - If he finds out that a close friend or romantic partner likes tickling, he will sometimes tease them about it. Usually in the form of playfully stretching, casually using related words in conversation, putting his feet up in front of them, etc. Of course he instantly regrets doing so when they take the bait and tickle his lights out. - Sometimes even mentioning the word "tickle" gets him twitching. - His laughter can glitch out a lot if he's tickled for a while. - If you offer to pay him kromer in exchange for tickles, he'll most likely judge you then attempt to run. - Strange tickle spot: his nose. Yeah tickling under it will have him sneeze, obviously. Try tickling the upper side though? Soft giggles and blushing galore. - While he'll never admit it, Spamton sometimes enjoys tickling due to being touch starved.

Ler:

- He's mostly a playful ler, but can be merciless if pushed. - Enjoys the bargaining stage of a tickle session. Want him to stop? How much money are you willing to part with in exchange, hmm? - One method he uses to bring a potential target down is to tickle the back of their knees. That'll teach you for poking fun at his height. - His verbal teasing often gets broken up by his vocal ticks. Usually it makes it harder to take his threats more seriously. If you make fun of that, then prepare for zero mercy. - Enjoys the power trip of being a ler a little too much sometimes. - You know that attack where he spits out mini Spamtons? Yeah, he'll have them tickle a target if they're not careful. - Is prone to giving up the chase if a lee runs. He has short legs, give him a break. ): - Loves it when a lee compliments him in a vain effort to get him to stop. He'll keep tickling anyway, but do please continue to feed his ego. - He's not a fan of using tools to tickle. His tiny fingers are more than enough. - Prefers to tickle tummies, but honestly, any spot he can reach is also fine. - He's so the type to play "this little piggy" if given the chance. - If you press F1 while he's tickling you, a tiny angel Spamton will appear... then tickle you with it's wings. - He's very awkward when it comes the the aftercare stage. Mainly he has no clue what to do, so will instead just babble on about sales as you lay there catching your breath.

I think that is all I got. Sorry if this is a bit long. I almost wanted to write stuff for his Neo form, but this is long enough. Let me know if you'd want to hear those headcanons too!