#ticklish Roy Kent

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Tell the Fucking Truth

Fandom: Ted Lasso

WC: 700ish

A/N: Ok, anon requested 9 and G from this obscure media prompt list, and I KNOW that Ted Lasso isn't obscure in the slightest but nobody in this community writes for it so I am bending the rules. Enjoy!

TW for gratuitous use of the word 'fuck' and all its derivatives. Cause it's Roy fucking Kent. :)

If you made a list called, “Things About Jamie Tartt That Annoy Roy Kent,”, typed it up in Times New Roman 10 pt. font, and ordered each item of the list on top of the other, the resulting stack of paper required to contain that list would be taller than Roy himself. Probably.

The point is, there was a metric fuckton of reasons Jamie annoyed him. But the loudest, giggliest reason was currently the issue Roy was focused on.

Since the team had found out Jamie was ticklish, and since anyone with eyes could see that the arsehole was starved for physical affection, there was barely a day that went by that Jamie’s laughter didn’t echo across the pitch or the locker room. That was not Roy’s issue. Frankly, Tartt was much more palatable when he couldn’t speak for laughing. No, his issue was with the blatant, infuriating way that Tartt would deny the obvious.

“Nahahahahat even tihihihicklish!” Jamie would shriek when someone would scribble across his ribs or jam their fingers into his underarms. Like clockwork. There wasn’t a single person on the team who had gotten him to admit the truth. And, for some entirely irrational reason, it pissed Roy off.

Today was the last straw.

Tartt was literally rolling on the grass, cackling as he tried to avoid Sam’s wiggling fingers. Even though it looked like he could barely breathe, Tartt still somehow found the strength to bellow those words that made Roy want to rip his hair out.

“OI! OBISANYA!” Roy yelled as he stalked toward the two.

“Yes, Coach?” Sam asked.

“If he can still deny he’s fucking ticklish, then you obviously aren’t FUCKING doing it right!” Roy shouted, swiftly pushing Sam off Jamie and taking his place. Roy watched as panic and excitement battled for dominance in Jamie’s eyes.

“Oi, I dunno what you’re on ahabout, Coach,” Jamie declared cheekily. “Cause I’m really not even - FUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK!” Jamie threw his head back and screamed as Roy placed his hands on Jamie’s hips and squeezed.

“What was that? You got something to say?” Roy asked, teeth bared in a terrifying smile-adjacent expression.

“I’m NAHAHAHAHAT – NAHAHAHAHAT – SHIHIHIHIHIHIT!” Jamie’s smile was splitting his face so wide, and his eyes were squeezed shut. Roy scoffed. This was too fucking easy.

“You gonna admit it yet, or do I have to actually start fucking tickling you?” Roy asked.

Even as Jamie’s eyes bugged open at the threat, and even as one of Roy’s hands rose threateningly towards Jamie’s ribs, Jamie still didn’t back down. Instead, he stuck out his fucking tongue, and, well. Roy wasn’t going to stand for any disrespect.

Roy raked his blunt nails down the left side of Jamie’s rib cage as his other hand clawed at Jamie’s hip bones with renewed vigor. With both of his worst spots under attack, Jamie let out a hysterical scream-laugh that had Sam giggling from where he was still seated next to Jamie’s side.

“Admit it, and this stops,” Roy called gruffly over Jamie’s laughter.

“COHAHAHAHAHA – COAHAHA – ROHOHOHOHOHOY!” Was all Jamie could get out, but Roy knew that meant he was ready to talk. Jamie never called him by his first name.

Roy stilled his hands, but didn’t move them from Jamie’s body. “Well?”

“IHIHIHIihihihihi’m – ihihihihihi’m a lihihittle fuhuhuhuckin’ tihihihihihicklish, alrihihihght?” Jamie gasped out.

“Fucking finally,” Roy growled, heaving himself up off of the striker. Before he could think better of it, he reached out and ruffled a hand through Jamie’s hair. There. Tartt would be fine.

Sam ran a hand up and down Jamie’s arm soothingly as Roy heaved himself to his feet, satisfied. He looked around and saw that the rest of the team had apparently seen the whole thing. Which just wouldn’t do.

“What are you lot FUCKING looking at?” Roy roared, channeling some rage by picturing his sister’s ex. They all jumped and hurriedly went back to whatever bullshit drills they had been doing before the spectacle.

As Roy stalked away, he heard Sam ask, “Did you get what you wanted, my friend?”

All he got in response was a giggly hum of affirmation.

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Self reblog cause Ted Lasso tickles spam time ✨

(Should I make a part two to these? And who should be in it?)

If you told them you liked tickling~

✨ Ted Lasso Edition ✨

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Ted Lasso~

*He already had a suspicion you liked tickling. After you told him, he told you how he noticed how happy you get whenever you’re being tickled or tickling one of your friends.

*He’d listen attentively, interrupting here and there to tell a story about how he would tickle his son or wife sometimes.

*He would also tell you it’s not weird to like it. Lots of people do and you just happen to be someone who tends to like it more than others. 

*Ted would ask about boundaries, all the words associated with it like lee and ler, and even ask about lee and ler moods.

*After learning everything, you two hugged and he’d give you a quick side squeeze.

*From then on, he’s a go to person when talking about this subject. It doesn’t bother him at all and he’s also the type of guy who playful pokes his friends and teammates. So he tends to do that to you way more after the conversation.

*I can see him saying, “Are you in one of those moody things? Yeah? If you want you can come to my office later and we can chat or I can tickle all the blues away.”

*Definitely tells jokes and puns while tickling you. Teasing is something he’s very good at.

*If you like tickling others, he’ll let you poke and tase him. He doesn’t like rough tickling all that much, but will let you playfully start a little war with him.

*It’s a running joke now that whoever gets the last poke before you both go home wins.

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Keeley~

*Thought it was the most adorable thing ever. Also had a suspicion about it because she’s a very affectionate person and tickled you a lot before you told her you liked it.

*Said she understands where you’re coming from and talks about how her and Roy have tickle fights all the time.

“Yes. The Roy Kent is ticklish. It’s really adorable.” 

*She will talk to you about his worst spots. If she notices you blushing about certain spots she’ll ask why to make you squirm in your seat.

*She loooooooves teasing you. It’s practically her job as one of your best friends. She gets Sassy to join in as well when you’re comfortable enough to tell her.

*One of her favorite things is to wiggle her fingers at you to make you blush. Air tickles are her favorite way to make you giggle before she actually starts tickling you.

“But I’m not even touching you what’s so funny?”

*Whenever your two hang out, there’s always at least a poke to the neck to watch you scrunch up. If not a full on tickle fight.

*She actually really likes being tickled, especially by Roy, but also by you.

*She doesn’t blush easy. The few times you’ve gotten her to blush either from teases or tickles, you bring it up to make her flustered and/or smirk as she’s thinking up a revenge plan.

*Always super sweet and will straight up ask if you want to be tickled or if she wants tickles.

*If you get embarrassed by the word tickle, get ready for it to be whispered in your ear every chance she gets.

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Roy Kent~

*Was completely confused at first as why someone would enjoy it.

*Then once you explained it more he came clean about “not totally minding it” when Keeley tickles him and vice versa.

*If he was the first person you talked to about this, he’d make sure to keep it a secret unless you talked to someone else about it.

*You ended up telling both him and Keeley about it. Now whenever the three of you hang out, the two of them are nonstop teasing and tickling you.

*Swears a lot when he’s teasing you. But is always sweet about it because he knows how embarrassed you can get about it.

“Did you just fucking snort?”

“What the fuck was that noise? If I tickle here will you do it again?”

*Will ask Keeley if you’re in a lee mood when he can’t read you. She’s his go to about this kind of touchy feely stuff.

*You’re one of the few people he hugs. You’re the only person besides Keeley that gets side squeezes while hugging you.

*Sometimes he won’t stop and continues doing so till you let go while he’s still holding on.

“Oi! I give you a fucking hug and you’re not even hugging back? I don’t hug anyone then I hug you and this is the thanks I get.”

*He doesn’t like being tickled unless it’s Keeley so he won’t let you tickle him that much. However, when he’s in a more playful mood you and Keeley team up to tickle him.

*But if it’s just you, you can most likely get a couple pokes in before he turns the tables on you.

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Sam~

*The sweetest and most ticklish out of everyone you’ve told.

*Gets just as embarrassed as you do when talking about it because he’s so sensitive.

*Overall, it was a very long deep conversation that brought you closer together.

*He told you that it reminds him of back home and finds comfort in being able to laugh freely when he needs it.

*You have a blast teasing and tickling him. He doesn’t love it as much as you do but he enjoys it and sees it as a fun way to make someone laugh.

*Gentle and playful tickles fights if the other person is down about a game or life.

*Can’t say the word tickle to save his life but will tease you about how adorable your laughter is.

*Okay but fun sleepovers with Sam and some of the other guys and they all team up to tickle you.

*You and Sam are a teasy ler duo to everyone else on the team.

*Giant group tickle fights and sleepovers. Whether it’s every person for themself or teams, group tickle fights are a sleepover must. A good handful of the team talked to Sam about tickling after he talked to you about it and now you have a little group that loves to have tickle fights and cuddle piles.

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pls i need ur ticklish!roy kent headcanons for science 🥺 i love that man

oop this one loaded late. no requests, even from a year-old ask (my bad ☠️ )

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roy kent has a ticklish neck tell me i'm wrong

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Imagines Masterlist

A/N: WARNING VERY CRINGY WRITINGS AHEAD

Batfam

Missed A Lot 1 2

Ticklish

Flu Season

Chocolate Mysteries  Dyeing Hair

Brother-In-Law

Shattered

Red Hood And The Outlaws

Missed Chances

Mission Accomplished 

Bruce Wayne

Secretary 1 2

Old Lovers

Attempts and Guilt

Dick Grayson

How Do You Know

Morning After

Disgusting Rituals 

Flirt At Work

Babbling 

Set Up

Jason Todd

Aggressive Flowers 

Is It A Bad Time?

Stop The Wedding 1 2 3

I’d Like To See You Try

Baby On The Way

What’s Mine

Playing House

Love You, Asshole

Coming Home

They Don’t Know

Sleepless Nights

Is That A Knife?

Karma

Absurdity 

Hyperventilating 

Nightfall

Eso Y Mas

Be Blunt

Too Cliché 

The Destructive Duo

Tim Drake

Replaced Twice 1 2

Pickup Lines

A Bit

Coffee Blend

Coffee Intervention 

Barista 

Love & War

Ferris Wheel

Damian Wayne 

Muse

This Weird Feeling

One Stone

Truth Serum

Hormonal Stage

Attraction

Under The Table

Cracking Safes

Favorite Sibling 

Lost Sister 

Insecurities 

Wild Hair

A New Chapter

Shameful

Hidden Bruises 

Roy Harper 

Quirky 

Defective Arrows

Bart Allen

Roses Galore

Conner Kent

Stumbling and Aggression

Jaime Reyes

Not So Lonely 

Planning Dates

Barbara Gordon 

Secret Chocolates 

Diana Prince

Maravilla

Hibiscus 

That Bad?

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omg PLEASE i'd love to hear ur roy tickle hcs 🥺

OK SO I have so many thoughts. You can find some of my roy headcannons on this post but we are gonna do more because there will never be enough

First of all this gif is so fucking cute. Also the way Phoebe grabs the back of his armpit definitely tickled like hell.

OK HERE WE GO FOR REAL

Conceptually, Jamie knows Roy is ticklish cause Keeley let it slip once. In practice, it's not until Amsterdam that Jamie understands just how ticklish Roy is

Trying to teach in how to ride a bike resulted in so. many. accidental. tickles. And quite a few on purpose cause after a certain point he knew Roy was going to wreck him in revenge so he figured he might as well make it worth it.

Jamie tries to balance roy by putting one hand on the back of his neck/shoulder blades and roy immediately leaps a foot in the air, then tries to throw the bike at jamie

Then of course jamie gets wrecked because roy has to establish dominance but the damage is done

Keeley's nails on his tummy make him so fucking tense it's hilarious

And sometimes Keeley's just does it absentmindedly while they're watching a show, and roy just has to sit there and take it cause if he says anything she'll tickle him for real

He will growl through his giggles and it's funny as hell

He will act all tough when tickling Phoebe, but in reality he's very gentle and paying attention to her reactions to make sure she's having fun

Will no longer let his sister (I hc her name is sarah) give him any medical attention because she tickles him every time no matter what she's doing and it embarrasses the hell out of him

When she was in med school she would 'practice' doing abdominal exams on roy and he has never recovered

He knows his sister well obviously and so when she comes to pick up phoebe and is in a mischievous mood he can tell and tries to be as intimidating as possible like, "You better stay the fuck away from me, Sarah... I'm fucking warning you...shit fuck god fuck jesus mary and fucking johohohoseph."

Phoebe thinks it's hilarious

Roy has made a vow to himself to never introduce Sarah and Jamie to one another. He shudders when he pictures what the two of them could get up to

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I LOVE YOUR TED LASSO FICS SO MUCH!! 💖💖

Like Riding a Bike

Fandom: Ted Lasso

WC: 1.4k

A/N: Hello!! It's been a minute!! Sorry about that. Turns out my new job is actually insane. On the plus side, I am getting a ton of overtime lol. ANYWAY, thank you for your patience, and I hope you enjoy this fic, prompted by anon :) Can be read as platonic or pre-relationship.

“For grandad!”

Jamie’s shout echoed across the shadows of the park, and before he knew it Jamie had Roy balanced carefully on a perfectly-legal, not-at-all-stolen, authentic Amsterdam bike.

“Alright, now head up, hips square, aaaaand… pedal!” To his credit, Jamie did not laugh when Roy seemed to fall to the side in slow motion. He didn’t. Okay, maybe his lips twitched a little bit, but Jamie could easily blame that on a muscle spasm after all the exercise he’d done that day.

“It’s alright, good lad, good lad, right back on,” Jamie cheered, channeling his Mummy when she taught him to ride a bike as a sexy little baby. Roy did not seem to appreciate the encouragement the same way baby Jamie had, pushing grown-up Jamie back with a growl as he swung his leg back over the seat.

Clearly, Roy needed some extra help. This time, Jamie planted one hand on the back of Roy’s neck, and the other steady on Roy’s waist. Roy was tense underneath his fingers, but, Jamie figured, he was entitled to a little tension when he’s facing shit from his past. Losing his Grandad really fucked him up, and Jamie wasn’t going to begrudge the man his feelings, no matter how Roy tried to choke them into submission.

“Don’t need my fucking hand held,” Roy growled, undercutting his statement when Jamie let go and Roy immediately toppled sideways. “Fuck!”

“Alright, keep your trousers on, old man,” Jamie put his hands up in the universal ‘do no harm’ gesture. “Let’s try again, come on.” 

Roy gave a long suffering sigh, rolled his eyes so far back that Jamie was pretty sure he got a good look at his own brain, and swung his leg back over.

Jamie, trying to be a good friend, lightened his touch since Roy clearly wasn’t a fan of Jamie touching him in the first place. 

If possible, Roy got even more tense. “Oi!” He barked at Jamie. “I said don’t fucking need you for balance!” He claimed, scrunching his shoulders like Jamie always did when Sam wiggled his fingers under Jamie’s chin.

Now, Jamie wasn’t what anyone would call a genius. He wasn’t really book smart; the letters moved around too much for him to want to unscramble them. Because of this, people were constantly underestimating him, at least in the brains department. Look, Jamie might not be winning the Know Bell Prize or some shit any time soon, but that didn’t mean he was stupid. He knew what it looked like when a poor sod was ticklish and doing his damned best to hide it.

Jamie bit down on his tongue to hide a mischievous smile. “Look, mate, you don’t have to like it, but you need me until you can at least get a few meters on your own, yeah? C’mon, let’s do this, old man.”

Roy grumbled what Jamie figured was an assent, and Jamie placed his hands just firm enough that it could reasonably be interpreted as keeping Roy balanced, and not as a quest to get Roy Kent to laugh. Holy shit, did Roy giggle? This was going to be so damn fun.

Under Jamie’s light touch, Roy instantly tensed back up. Jamie risked a tease. “C’mon, mate, you’re never gonna keep your balance when you’re this stiff. You gotta loosen up a little,” Jamie squeezed Roy’s neck, and was rewarded with a growl that Jamie would bet his entire trainer closet was covering up a chuckle.

“You can fuck right off if you’re gonna keep talking instead of teaching,” Roy bit out.

“Right-o, Roy-o,” Jamie said cheerfully. “Look straight ahead, not at your toes, just like football, yeah? Otherwise the only place you’re going is down.” Jamie subtly moved his hand a little higher so that it was resting on Roy’s ribs. Roy made a sound like all the air had been punched out of him.

Jamie took his hand from Roy’s neck and used it to cover his smile. God, this made all the four am training sessions more than worth it. 

Instead of putting his hand back on Roy’s neck, Jamie decided to up the ante, and wormed his fingers under Roy’s armpit.

This seemed to be the last straw for Roy, who gave a shout and buckled to the side. Jamie went down with him, figuring the jig was up, and started playing Roy’s ribs like a goddamn piano.

“Shit - fuck - you shihihiitfucker - dahahahahahammit Tahahartt!” Roy broke, low, growly giggles (giggles! This was the best day of Jamie’s life.) and tried to curl away from Jamie’s fingers.

“Awww, what’s the matter, mate? Could it be the the big, bad, Roy fucking Kent is as ticklish as a little lad?” Jamie goaded, sneaking a hand underneath Roy’s hoodie and scribbling at his stomach.

Roy tossed his head back, a forced grin on his lips. Jamie was sure if his eyes were open there would be murder in them.  “Ihihihi’m gonna fuhuhucking KIHIHILL YOU!” Roy roared, his back arching.

“Roy, mate, this is fucking golden,” Jamie crowed, his smile splitting his face. Roy thrashed hard, harder than Jame was expecting. 

Jamie knew he was on borrowed time, so he wormed both of his hands into Roy’s underarms, and he was not disappointed.

Roy Kent. Fucking. Howled.

Jamie couldn’t help but laugh along with him. “Oh my god, this is worse than I thought - mate, this is a fucking liability! How are you supposed to be ‘here, there, and every-fucking - woah!”

Quicker than Jamie could blink, Roy flipped their positions, and was looming about Jamie like a fucking werewolf. And looking at Jamie like he was a fucking steak.

“Roy, mate, it’s all in good fun, yeah? We don’t really have to -”

“Oh no, we abso-fucking-lutely have to,” Roy growled, a smile still in his voice despite the eyebrows he was giving Jamie.

That was all the warning Jamie got before Roy wrecked his shit. 

One hand went to Jamie’s hips, kneading like he was baking fucking bread or some shit. The other hand spidered over Jamie’s tummy, which was arguably worse.

“ROHOHOHOHOHOHOY,” Jamie screeched, tossing his head back, a smile splitting his face.

“Fucking what?”

“TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES.”

“I’d fucking well hope so,” Roy said, ruching up Jamie’s shirt in one smooth motion and scribbling across bare skin. “You’d better get used to this, cause we’re gonna be here for a while.”

“SHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT,” Jamie cursed, shaking his head back and forth.

“No? No, we’re not going to be here for a while? Or no, you can’t handle any more tickles? Cause I’m about to prove you wrong on both accounts,” Roy said as the hand squeezing Jamie’s hip moved down to torture his thigh instead.

Somehow, Roy’s growly voice saying ‘tickles’ made it tickle infinitely more. Jamie was no stranger to being tickled - since it was no longer ok to hit him, his teammates had to find other ways to get him to shut his mouth. But Roy was on another fucking level. And Jamie was losing his goddamn mind.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE,” Jamie was not above begging.

“You want to see something that always gets Phoebe?”

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Too bad,” Roy said, and leaned down to blow a fucking raspberry above Jamie’s belly button.

In the tiny part of his brain that wasn’t going insane from the tortuous sensations, Jamie imagined telling his 10 year old self that one day he’d be lying down in a park in fucking Amsterdam, getting the absolute shit tickled out of him by his childhood hero. If Jamie could have laughed any harder, he would have.

“ROHOHOHOHOY,” Jamie wailed.

“You ever gonna try that shit again?”

“PROHOHOHOBABLY,” Jamie answered.

“Yeah, knew that was probably too much to ask,” Roy grumbled. “You gonna try that shit in front of anybody else?”

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO,” Jamie promised.

“Fucking sure?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEASE ROHOHOY!” Jamie begged, on the verge of insanity.

“Alright,” Roy said, and finally ceased his tickling.

Jamie curled up in a ball, tugging his shirt back down. He wiped the tears from his face, still giggling.

Roy ruffled Jamie’s hair. “Come on. I’m going to ride a bike tonight even if I blow out my other fucking knee.”

All Jamie could do was groan through his giggles.

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Ted Lasso Tickle HC's

Ok, fine. I wasn't in the mood to write a whole fic so here are some headcannons I spent an embarrassing amount of time on lol. Let me know what you think/if you have any headcannons I didn't include

Spoilers for the show Ted Lasso. Not too many I don't think but enough for me to put a warning. Sorry for the formatting I couldn't figure out how to do bullet points on only part of the post.

Jamie Tartt

Such a fucking lee it's not even funny

My touch-starved baby

Always after attention, no matter what kind

Dr. Sharon helps him unpack this and channel his need for attention into more positive behaviors like making people laugh, doing small kind things for others, etc

The team accepts Jamie back as a teammate after the Dubai Air protest. But they start actually liking him as a friend once they figure out how ticklish he is. 

In the later seasons, winds Roy up on purpose cause he knows it will end with him howling on the floor with Roy spidering over his ribs mercilessly

Whenever Jamie’s being a prick without getting the signal first, someone on the team will trap him in a bear hug and claw at his tummy

It’s really hard to be mad at Jamie when he’s being held up by a teammate, cackling after his legs gave out after a few pokes

The only one brave enough to poke the bear that is Roy Kent (other than Keeley)

It never ends well for him

Or does it?

Worst spots are ribs and hips

Light bicep tickles als get him really bad, but really only Keeley knows this

Roy Kent

Holy shit

Do NOT piss this man off, he will wreck you

Early in their relationship he would try and tickle Keeley. That stopped pretty quick when he realized Keeley dished it out ten times worse

The only people who know how ticklish he is are Keeley, Jamie, Phoebe, Phoebe’s mom (does she have a name in cannon? Idk) and, oddly, Coach Beard

And he has threatened all of them in order to make sure it stays that way

Roy has no idea how Beard knows and that scares the shit out of him

Beard says that Roy just looks ticklish. Really he was in the office late one night when Keeley came to pick Roy up and saw him jump a foot in the air when she dug a finger into his armpit

Knows that Jamie sometimes riles him up. He lets him because somewhere he knows that Jamie needs this. Also it is quite satisfying. Even better than taking a swing at him to be honest.

Worst spots are under his arms, his neck, and light tickles behind his knees on good days

Keeley Jones

Queen of the lers

Her nails should be classified as weapons

Roy and Jamie both know this

They also know the other one probably knows this. They never talk about it.

She’s the one who let Jamie’s ticklishness slip to Roy

Will let Roy or Jamie get a few pokes in but quickly turns the tables

Rebecca is the only one who knows about the spot being her ears

Colin Hughes

Will absolutely shout, “For Wales!” before pouncing on someone, regardless of whether or not the preceding conversation had anything to do with Wales

His shoulder blades are a death spot

Anything lighter than a firm pat on the back will make his shoulders shoot up to his ears

One of the only people who is allowed to tickle Isaac with few to no repercussions

Generally prefers being the ler, he got enough experience being a lee when he was growing up

Dani Rojas

Sunshine golden retriever man

Loves making people laugh

Will coo at his teammates in Spanish while he tickles them

That’s actually how they find out that Jamie’s been trying to learn Spanish for Dani to make him less homesick. Dani teases him lightly while spidering over his sides, and Jamie BLUSHES hard cause he can actually understand ¾ of what Dani’s saying. Dani tickles him more often after that as a thank you

Sam Obisanya

Ticklish just about everywhere

Doesn’t mind being tickled

Very persuasive - will easily convince people that a certain player needs to be tickled

That makes him dangerous

Excellent reader of people - was the first person to realize that Jamie likes being tickled

Isaac McAdo

Quite a tickle monster in the early seasons

After he becomes captain, is more reserved and conscious that the other guys look up to him

If he ever gets too in his head, Colin is more than happy to bring him back to earth

Also sometimes resorts to tickles to keep the other guys in line

Will sneak in neck and ear tickles to each guy’s haircut every season

Jan Maas

The absolute best at teasing but only because he’s so naturally blunt and honest

“This spot is much worse than your sides.”

“You are very ticklish. Does it ever become a problem?”

“Are we supposed to pretend that we don’t know you are enjoying this?”

“You squirm as if you want to get away, but you do not push away my hands.”

“You are a professional footballer, it would be very easy for you to get away.”

He strikes me as someone who just isn’t ticklish, which Jamie whines is unfair

Coach Beard

Knows where everyone is ticklish and is super scary about it

Rarely actually tickles people. Its bad enough that they know that he could. The one exception is Ted, who he tickles all the time when they’re alone/don’t have an audience, with a completely straight face

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Team Bonding

Fandom: Ted Lasso; Jamie and AFC Richmond

WC: 1.5k

A/N: Here it is! I'm actually pretty proud of this one. This is a fic based on my Ted Lasso headcannons. I have such a soft spot for Jamie, I stg. Any other ted lasso prompts are welcome!

It was a few weeks after the Dubai Air protest, and Jamie was balanced on a strange tightrope of ‘not-friends-with-anyone-but-nobody-seems-to-hate-his-guts-either.’ Privately, he mused to himself that it took way less effort to just be a prick and let everyone hate him. At least then he could do and say whatever, without having to worry about how it would come across to his teammates. But since the Dubai Debacle, as Jan Maas had taken to calling it, Jamie was hyper aware of the teaspoon of goodwill he had earned with the team and was desperately trying not to lose it. 

He felt jittery and on edge, constantly keeping his body moving during training because if he was out of breath he would have to take a minute before speaking, and then he was less likely to say something stupid and mean. His face muscles were sore from all the smiling he was doing; he would be damned before he let his RBF push away the team. 

That’s why, when Roy screamed, “WHISTLE!” and Sam grabbed Jamie’s knee to hoist himself to his feet, Jamie didn’t have the energy or the presence of mind to hold back a yelp.

“Oi, you alright, boyo?” Colin asked, brows furrowed.

“Yeah. Yeah I’m fine,” Jamie said, rubbing at his knee absently. “Startled me, didn't he?”

“Really?” Sam asked, cocking his head to the side. “When you are scared, you have a tendency to lash out, my friend. Not… whatever sound you just made.”

Jamie pulled himself to his feet, hoping his blush wasn’t obvious. “Haven’t you heard, Sam? I’ve turned over a new leaf. One of eleven, an’ all that.”

Sam just hummed, looking contemplative as he, Colin, and Jamie ran towards the dulcet roars of Roy Kent.

Jamie threw himself into training, trying to run from the phantom feeling of Sam squeezing his knee. Or, more accurately, trying to run from the realization that that was the first time in a long time that someone had touched him without the intent to cause pain.

When Roy had finally screamed, “WHISTLE!” for the last time and told them to get out of his sight (Jamie personally thought the old man was going soft. That was barely a threat.), the team hit the showers. Jamie thought he felt someone’s eyes on him, so he smiled a little bigger, laughed a little louder, determined to prove that he had changed. Jamie was so focused on proving himself that he almost didn’t notice Sam until the man was right in front of him.

“Feeling ok, Jamie?” Sam asked, and Jamie was suddenly quite jealous of how niceness seemed to come so easily to him.

“Fine,” Jamie said, before realizing how curt he sounded. He cleared his throat, forcing his mouth into what he hoped was a friendly grin. “What’s up, Sam?”

“I wanted to apologize for startling you earlier,” Sam said. Jamie’s hand absently went to rub at his knee. “I did not mean to cross a boundary.”

“Don’t worry about it mate,” Jamie said, squirming. He never really knew what to do when someone apologized to him. “Didn’t cross no boundary.”

“That’s good to hear. I also wanted to ask,” Sam began, reaching down to squeeze Jamie’s knee. “Have you always been this ticklish?”

Jamie’s surprised yelp echoed around the locker room, which fell quiet. The only sound Jamie heard was the blood rushing in his ears, watching as Sam’s smile morphed into a more devious smirk. Jamie’s eyes widened as he leapt up from the bench as if he’d been electrocuted, his fight or flight kicking in with a vengeance. He didn’t get far.

“Where you going, bruv?” Isaac asked as he snagged Jamie by the elbow, bringing him into a crushing bear hug.

“L-let go, McAdoo, I swear to - shit, nohohohohohoho,” Jamie had no hope of holding in his giggles when Sam spidered over his defenseless tummy. 

“Jamie, this is quite cute,” Sam said sincerely.

Jamie felt his ears burn as he heard various sounds of teasing agreement from the rest of the team. He tried to curl in on himself to hide his blush, but Colin was suddenly at his side. “Oi, none of that, boyo,” he said as he fluttered his fingers over Jamie’s exposed neck and ears. “We want to hear you laugh.”

“Nonononono, Col, plehehehehease,” Jamie begged, squirming as much as Isaac’s iron grip allowed.

“Oh, such nice manners,” Sam teased. “Too bad they’re no help today.” Jamie’s laugh pitched higher the closer Sam’s fingers got to his belly button.

“Where else are you ticklish, Jay?” Colin asked.

“Nohohot tihihicklish!” Jamie cackled.

“Oh, really?” Sam asked, deeply amused. “What do you call this then?” He said as he squeezed Jamie’s sides mercilessly.

“AH! Cruhuhuhuel an’ unuhuhusual punihihishment,” Jamie gasped out amid giggles.

“OI!” Roy’s voice echoed in the small space. “What the actual fuck is going on in here?”

Colin and Sam stilled their fingers. “We have made a most exciting discovery about our ex- ex- teammate,” Sam explained, smiling.

“They’re killin’ me, Coach,” Jamie panted as he blinked the tears out of his eyes, unable to tamp down his smile.

Roy studied them for a long moment. “Obsianya,” he finally barked.

“Yes, Coach?”

“Try his knees.”

“Yes, Coach.”

“Wait, Coach, wait, no please oh my GAHAHAHAD,” Jamie belly laughed as Sam knelt down and squeezed the muscle just above Jamie’s kneecap. Jamie took back every thought he ever had about Roy going soft - the man was a menace. Jamie couldn’t really tell, but he could have sworn he saw Roy duck his head to hide a smile.

“Your smile is very lovely, Jamie,” Sam said. “It is a pity we haven’t seen it more.”

“St-stop teasING, SAHAHAHAHAHAM,” Jamie wailed, pressing his head back onto Isaac’s shoulder as Sam found that horrible patch of skin behind his knee.

“I am quite serious,” Sam promised.

“Yeah, boyo, it’s downright adorable,” Colin grinned, crooking his fingers under Jamie’s chin to make him jerk his head back down. 

“Hey there, fellas, what’s goin’ on?” a familiar Kansian twang called out. Sam and Colin paused once again.

“Just a bit of team bonding, Coach,” Colin grinned at Lasso, who was observing the scene with a bemused expression.

“Huh,” Ted said. “Well, don’t be too long. We got a match in a few days. Need everybody in top shape, can’t have our striker be a giggly puddle of goo.”

Jamie let out a (admittedly giggly) whine of embarrassment. Lasso zeroed in on him with a smile. 

“You know, there’s one thing I do to Henry that always has him laughing like a hyena,” the coach mused. 

Jamie’s eyes widened, and he shook his head back and forth frantically, certain he wouldn’t be able to handle whatever tickly Dad tricks Lasso had up his sleeve. 

Coach clocked Jamie’s panic and chuckled to himself. “I s’pose I’ll save that for another day. Have fun, fellas,” he said as he turned back to his office.

Sam grinned wickedly, “Now, Jamie. There’s one more spot I was to try, but you’re going to have to cooperate.” He nodded to Isaac who finagled Jamie’s arms behind his back, which, Jamie realized suddenly, left his ribs perilously exposed.

“Saham, Sam, c’mon, you’ve had your fun, plehehease dohohon’t,” Jamie giggled, wide eyes glued to Sam’s fingers, which began wiggling in the air. “Aw, c’mon, mate that’s not fahahahair.”

“Why? I am not even touching you yet, Jamie. Why are you giggling? Especially if you aren’t ticklish?” Sam smiled.

“Yohohou’re - yohohohohohou’re gonnahahaha!” Jamie whined, writhing as Sam’s fingers crept closer and closer. Colin stepped behind Jamie to help Isaac hold him securely.

“Yes. I am,” Sam said, and promptly latched his fingers onto Jamie’s rib cage.

Jamie shrieked, arching his back like he’d been shocked, before going limp and cackling madly. He couldn’t form words, just shook his head back and forth as tears ran down his face. It tickled, it tickled, it tickled, and Jamie couldn’t focus on anything but the electric sensation shooting across his ribs.

After what felt like hours (but was really only moments), Sam let up, chuckling as Isaac and Colin gently lowered Jamie to the ground. With his hands free, Jamie wrapped his arms around himself, still laughing as he caught his breath. The locker room chatter resumed since the show was over. Sam sat down next to him and threw an arm around Jamie’s shoulders, giving a comforting squeeze as Jamie calmed down.

“Fuck, mate,” Jamie breathed. “That was brutal.”

“And yet,” Sam lowered his voice so that only Jamie could hear him, “You never told me to stop.”

Jamie felt his face heat back up with another blush as Sam gave him a final squeeze before standing and pulling Jamie to his feet. “Come on, Jamie Tartt. I will buy you lunch, as an apology.”

Jamie shook his head bashfully. “No apologies necessary, mate. I’m all good.”

“Fine then. I will buy you lunch, because sometimes friends buy each other lunch.”

A smile dawned across Jamie’s face as he took in Sam’s words, and he felt a weight lift off his chest. “Oh, well. That’s alright, then.”

Jamie threw an arm across Sam’s shoulders, practically skipping out to the parking lot. He made a friend! And really, it hadn’t been that hard. Just took a little team bonding.

[rosiesramblings]

Like Riding a Bike

Fandom: Ted Lasso

WC: 1.4k

A/N: Hello!! It's been a minute!! Sorry about that. Turns out my new job is actually insane. On the plus side, I am getting a ton of overtime lol. ANYWAY, thank you for your patience, and I hope you enjoy this fic, prompted by anon :) Can be read as platonic or pre-relationship.

“For grandad!”

Jamie’s shout echoed across the shadows of the park, and before he knew it Jamie had Roy balanced carefully on a perfectly-legal, not-at-all-stolen, authentic Amsterdam bike.

“Alright, now head up, hips square, aaaaand… pedal!” To his credit, Jamie did not laugh when Roy seemed to fall to the side in slow motion. He didn’t. Okay, maybe his lips twitched a little bit, but Jamie could easily blame that on a muscle spasm after all the exercise he’d done that day.

“It’s alright, good lad, good lad, right back on,” Jamie cheered, channeling his Mummy when she taught him to ride a bike as a sexy little baby. Roy did not seem to appreciate the encouragement the same way baby Jamie had, pushing grown-up Jamie back with a growl as he swung his leg back over the seat.

Clearly, Roy needed some extra help. This time, Jamie planted one hand on the back of Roy’s neck, and the other steady on Roy’s waist. Roy was tense underneath his fingers, but, Jamie figured, he was entitled to a little tension when he’s facing shit from his past. Losing his Grandad really fucked him up, and Jamie wasn’t going to begrudge the man his feelings, no matter how Roy tried to choke them into submission.

“Don’t need my fucking hand held,” Roy growled, undercutting his statement when Jamie let go and Roy immediately toppled sideways. “Fuck!”

“Alright, keep your trousers on, old man,” Jamie put his hands up in the universal ‘do no harm’ gesture. “Let’s try again, come on.” 

Roy gave a long suffering sigh, rolled his eyes so far back that Jamie was pretty sure he got a good look at his own brain, and swung his leg back over.

Jamie, trying to be a good friend, lightened his touch since Roy clearly wasn’t a fan of Jamie touching him in the first place. 

If possible, Roy got even more tense. “Oi!” He barked at Jamie. “I said don’t fucking need you for balance!” He claimed, scrunching his shoulders like Jamie always did when Sam wiggled his fingers under Jamie’s chin.

Now, Jamie wasn’t what anyone would call a genius. He wasn’t really book smart; the letters moved around too much for him to want to unscramble them. Because of this, people were constantly underestimating him, at least in the brains department. Look, Jamie might not be winning the Know Bell Prize or some shit any time soon, but that didn’t mean he was stupid. He knew what it looked like when a poor sod was ticklish and doing his damned best to hide it.

Jamie bit down on his tongue to hide a mischievous smile. “Look, mate, you don’t have to like it, but you need me until you can at least get a few meters on your own, yeah? C’mon, let’s do this, old man.”

Roy grumbled what Jamie figured was an assent, and Jamie placed his hands just firm enough that it could reasonably be interpreted as keeping Roy balanced, and not as a quest to get Roy Kent to laugh. Holy shit, did Roy giggle? This was going to be so damn fun.

Under Jamie’s light touch, Roy instantly tensed back up. Jamie risked a tease. “C’mon, mate, you’re never gonna keep your balance when you’re this stiff. You gotta loosen up a little,” Jamie squeezed Roy’s neck, and was rewarded with a growl that Jamie would bet his entire trainer closet was covering up a chuckle.

“You can fuck right off if you’re gonna keep talking instead of teaching,” Roy bit out.

“Right-o, Roy-o,” Jamie said cheerfully. “Look straight ahead, not at your toes, just like football, yeah? Otherwise the only place you’re going is down.” Jamie subtly moved his hand a little higher so that it was resting on Roy’s ribs. Roy made a sound like all the air had been punched out of him.

Jamie took his hand from Roy’s neck and used it to cover his smile. God, this made all the four am training sessions more than worth it. 

Instead of putting his hand back on Roy’s neck, Jamie decided to up the ante, and wormed his fingers under Roy’s armpit.

This seemed to be the last straw for Roy, who gave a shout and buckled to the side. Jamie went down with him, figuring the jig was up, and started playing Roy’s ribs like a goddamn piano.

“Shit - fuck - you shihihiitfucker - dahahahahahammit Tahahartt!” Roy broke, low, growly giggles (giggles! This was the best day of Jamie’s life.) and tried to curl away from Jamie’s fingers.

“Awww, what’s the matter, mate? Could it be the the big, bad, Roy fucking Kent is as ticklish as a little lad?” Jamie goaded, sneaking a hand underneath Roy’s hoodie and scribbling at his stomach.

Roy tossed his head back, a forced grin on his lips. Jamie was sure if his eyes were open there would be murder in them.  “Ihihihi’m gonna fuhuhucking KIHIHILL YOU!” Roy roared, his back arching.

“Roy, mate, this is fucking golden,” Jamie crowed, his smile splitting his face. Roy thrashed hard, harder than Jame was expecting. 

Jamie knew he was on borrowed time, so he wormed both of his hands into Roy’s underarms, and he was not disappointed.

Roy Kent. Fucking. Howled.

Jamie couldn’t help but laugh along with him. “Oh my god, this is worse than I thought - mate, this is a fucking liability! How are you supposed to be ‘here, there, and every-fucking - woah!”

Quicker than Jamie could blink, Roy flipped their positions, and was looming about Jamie like a fucking werewolf. And looking at Jamie like he was a fucking steak.

“Roy, mate, it’s all in good fun, yeah? We don’t really have to -”

“Oh no, we abso-fucking-lutely have to,” Roy growled, a smile still in his voice despite the eyebrows he was giving Jamie.

That was all the warning Jamie got before Roy wrecked his shit. 

One hand went to Jamie’s hips, kneading like he was baking fucking bread or some shit. The other hand spidered over Jamie’s tummy, which was arguably worse.

“ROHOHOHOHOHOHOY,” Jamie screeched, tossing his head back, a smile splitting his face.

“Fucking what?”

“TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES.”

“I’d fucking well hope so,” Roy said, ruching up Jamie’s shirt in one smooth motion and scribbling across bare skin. “You’d better get used to this, cause we’re gonna be here for a while.”

“SHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT,” Jamie cursed, shaking his head back and forth.

“No? No, we’re not going to be here for a while? Or no, you can’t handle any more tickles? Cause I’m about to prove you wrong on both accounts,” Roy said as the hand squeezing Jamie’s hip moved down to torture his thigh instead.

Somehow, Roy’s growly voice saying ‘tickles’ made it tickle infinitely more. Jamie was no stranger to being tickled - since it was no longer ok to hit him, his teammates had to find other ways to get him to shut his mouth. But Roy was on another fucking level. And Jamie was losing his goddamn mind.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE,” Jamie was not above begging.

“You want to see something that always gets Phoebe?”

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Too bad,” Roy said, and leaned down to blow a fucking raspberry above Jamie’s belly button.

In the tiny part of his brain that wasn’t going insane from the tortuous sensations, Jamie imagined telling his 10 year old self that one day he’d be lying down in a park in fucking Amsterdam, getting the absolute shit tickled out of him by his childhood hero. If Jamie could have laughed any harder, he would have.

“ROHOHOHOHOY,” Jamie wailed.

“You ever gonna try that shit again?”

“PROHOHOHOBABLY,” Jamie answered.

“Yeah, knew that was probably too much to ask,” Roy grumbled. “You gonna try that shit in front of anybody else?”

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO,” Jamie promised.

“Fucking sure?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEASE ROHOHOY!” Jamie begged, on the verge of insanity.

“Alright,” Roy said, and finally ceased his tickling.

Jamie curled up in a ball, tugging his shirt back down. He wiped the tears from his face, still giggling.

Roy ruffled Jamie’s hair. “Come on. I’m going to ride a bike tonight even if I blow out my other fucking knee.”

All Jamie could do was groan through his giggles.

[veryblushyswitch]

TED LASSO TICKLE CONTENT!!! 💖💖💖💖

Tell the Fucking Truth

Fandom: Ted Lasso

WC: 700ish

A/N: Ok, anon requested 9 and G from this obscure media prompt list, and I KNOW that Ted Lasso isn't obscure in the slightest but nobody in this community writes for it so I am bending the rules. Enjoy!

TW for gratuitous use of the word 'fuck' and all its derivatives. Cause it's Roy fucking Kent. :)

If you made a list called, “Things About Jamie Tartt That Annoy Roy Kent,”, typed it up in Times New Roman 10 pt. font, and ordered each item of the list on top of the other, the resulting stack of paper required to contain that list would be taller than Roy himself. Probably.

The point is, there was a metric fuckton of reasons Jamie annoyed him. But the loudest, giggliest reason was currently the issue Roy was focused on.

Since the team had found out Jamie was ticklish, and since anyone with eyes could see that the arsehole was starved for physical affection, there was barely a day that went by that Jamie’s laughter didn’t echo across the pitch or the locker room. That was not Roy’s issue. Frankly, Tartt was much more palatable when he couldn’t speak for laughing. No, his issue was with the blatant, infuriating way that Tartt would deny the obvious.

“Nahahahahat even tihihihicklish!” Jamie would shriek when someone would scribble across his ribs or jam their fingers into his underarms. Like clockwork. There wasn’t a single person on the team who had gotten him to admit the truth. And, for some entirely irrational reason, it pissed Roy off.

Today was the last straw.

Tartt was literally rolling on the grass, cackling as he tried to avoid Sam’s wiggling fingers. Even though it looked like he could barely breathe, Tartt still somehow found the strength to bellow those words that made Roy want to rip his hair out.

“OI! OBISANYA!” Roy yelled as he stalked toward the two.

“Yes, Coach?” Sam asked.

“If he can still deny he’s fucking ticklish, then you obviously aren’t FUCKING doing it right!” Roy shouted, swiftly pushing Sam off Jamie and taking his place. Roy watched as panic and excitement battled for dominance in Jamie’s eyes.

“Oi, I dunno what you’re on ahabout, Coach,” Jamie declared cheekily. “Cause I’m really not even - FUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK!” Jamie threw his head back and screamed as Roy placed his hands on Jamie’s hips and squeezed.

“What was that? You got something to say?” Roy asked, teeth bared in a terrifying smile-adjacent expression.

“I’m NAHAHAHAHAT – NAHAHAHAHAT – SHIHIHIHIHIHIT!” Jamie’s smile was splitting his face so wide, and his eyes were squeezed shut. Roy scoffed. This was too fucking easy.

“You gonna admit it yet, or do I have to actually start fucking tickling you?” Roy asked.

Even as Jamie’s eyes bugged open at the threat, and even as one of Roy’s hands rose threateningly towards Jamie’s ribs, Jamie still didn’t back down. Instead, he stuck out his fucking tongue, and, well. Roy wasn’t going to stand for any disrespect.

Roy raked his blunt nails down the left side of Jamie’s rib cage as his other hand clawed at Jamie’s hip bones with renewed vigor. With both of his worst spots under attack, Jamie let out a hysterical scream-laugh that had Sam giggling from where he was still seated next to Jamie’s side.

“Admit it, and this stops,” Roy called gruffly over Jamie’s laughter.

“COHAHAHAHAHA – COAHAHA – ROHOHOHOHOHOY!” Was all Jamie could get out, but Roy knew that meant he was ready to talk. Jamie never called him by his first name.

Roy stilled his hands, but didn’t move them from Jamie’s body. “Well?”

“IHIHIHIihihihihi’m – ihihihihihi’m a lihihittle fuhuhuhuckin’ tihihihihihicklish, alrihihihght?” Jamie gasped out.

“Fucking finally,” Roy growled, heaving himself up off of the striker. Before he could think better of it, he reached out and ruffled a hand through Jamie’s hair. There. Tartt would be fine.

Sam ran a hand up and down Jamie’s arm soothingly as Roy heaved himself to his feet, satisfied. He looked around and saw that the rest of the team had apparently seen the whole thing. Which just wouldn’t do.

“What are you lot FUCKING looking at?” Roy roared, channeling some rage by picturing his sister’s ex. They all jumped and hurriedly went back to whatever bullshit drills they had been doing before the spectacle.

As Roy stalked away, he heard Sam ask, “Did you get what you wanted, my friend?”

All he got in response was a giggly hum of affirmation.

[veryblushyswitch]

If you told them you liked tickling~

⚽️ Ted Lasso Part One ⚽️

Ted Lasso~

*He already had a suspicion you liked tickling. After you told him, he told you how he noticed how happy you get whenever you’re being tickled or tickling one of your friends.

*He’d listen attentively, interrupting here and there to tell a story about how he would tickle his son or wife sometimes.

*He would also tell you it’s not weird to like it. Lots of people do and you just happen to be someone who tends to like it more than others. 

*Ted would ask about boundaries, all the words associated with it like lee and ler, and even ask about lee and ler moods.

*After learning everything, you two hugged and he’d give you a quick side squeeze.

*From then on, he’s a go to person when talking about this subject. It doesn’t bother him at all and he’s also the type of guy who playful pokes his friends and teammates. So he tends to do that to you way more after the conversation.

*I can see him saying, “Are you in one of those moody things? Yeah? If you want you can come to my office later and we can chat or I can tickle all the blues away.”

*Definitely tells jokes and puns while tickling you. Teasing is something he’s very good at.

*If you like tickling others, he’ll let you poke and tase him. He doesn’t like rough tickling all that much, but will let you playfully start a little war with him.

*It’s a running joke now that whoever gets the last poke before you both go home wins.

Keeley~

*Thought it was the most adorable thing ever. Also had a suspicion about it because she’s a very affectionate person and tickled you a lot before you told her you liked it.

*Said she understands where you’re coming from and talks about how her and Roy have tickle fights all the time.

“Yes. The Roy Kent is ticklish. It’s really adorable.”

*She will talk to you about his worst spots. If she notices you blushing about certain spots she’ll ask why to make you squirm in your seat.

*She loooooooves teasing you. It’s practically her job as one of your best friends. She gets Sassy to join in as well when you’re comfortable enough to tell her.

*One of her favorite things is to wiggle her fingers at you to make you blush. Air tickles are her favorite way to make you giggle before she actually starts tickling you.

“But I’m not even touching you what’s so funny?”

*Whenever your two hang out, there’s always at least a poke to the neck to watch you scrunch up. If not a full on tickle fight.

*She actually really likes being tickled, especially by Roy, but also by you.

*She doesn’t blush easy. The few times you’ve gotten her to blush either from teases or tickles, you bring it up to make her flustered and/or smirk as she’s thinking up a revenge plan.

*Always super sweet and will straight up ask if you want to be tickled or if she wants tickles.

*If you get embarrassed by the word tickle, get ready for it to be whispered in your ear every chance she gets.

Roy Kent~

*Was completely confused at first as why someone would enjoy it.

*Then once you explained it more he came clean about “not totally minding it” when Keeley tickles him and vice versa.

*If he was the first person you talked to about this, he’d make sure to keep it a secret unless you talked to someone else about it.

*You ended up telling both him and Keeley about it. Now whenever the three of you hang out, the two of them are nonstop teasing and tickling you.

*Swears a lot when he’s teasing you. But is always sweet about it because he knows how embarrassed you can get about it.

“Did you just fucking snort?”

“What the fuck was that noise? If I tickle here will you do it again?”

*Will ask Keeley if you’re in a lee mood when he can’t read you. She’s his go to about this kind of touchy feely stuff.

*You’re one of the few people he hugs. You’re the only person besides Keeley that gets side squeezes while hugging you.

*Sometimes he won’t stop and continues doing so till you let go while he’s still holding on.

“Oi! I give you a fucking hug and you’re not even hugging back? I don’t hug anyone then I hug you and this is the thanks I get.”

*He doesn’t like being tickled unless it’s Keeley so he won’t let you tickle him that much. However, when he’s in a more playful mood you and Keeley team up to tickle him.

*But if it’s just you, you can most likely get a couple pokes in before he turns the tables on you.

Sam~

*The sweetest and most ticklish out of everyone you’ve told.

*Gets just as embarrassed as you do when talking about it because he’s so sensitive.

*Overall, it was a very long deep conversation that brought you closer together.

*He told you that it reminds him of back home and finds comfort in being able to laugh freely when he needs it.

*You have a blast teasing and tickling him. He doesn’t love it as much as you do but he enjoys it and sees it as a fun way to make someone laugh.

*Gentle and playful tickles fights if the other person is down about a game or life.

*Can’t say the word tickle to save his life but will tease you about how adorable your laughter is.

*Okay but fun sleepovers with Sam and some of the other guys and they all team up to tickle you.

*You and Sam are a teasy ler duo to everyone else on the team.

*Giant group tickle fights and sleepovers. Whether it’s every person for themself or teams, group tickle fights are a sleepover must. A good handful of the team talked to Sam about tickling after he talked to you about it and now you have a little group that loves to have tickle fights and cuddle piles.

[veryblushyswitch]

TICKLISH ROY KENT IS SO CUTE 💖💖💖

omg PLEASE i'd love to hear ur roy tickle hcs 🥺

OK SO I have so many thoughts. You can find some of my roy headcannons on this post but we are gonna do more because there will never be enough

First of all this gif is so fucking cute. Also the way Phoebe grabs the back of his armpit definitely tickled like hell.

OK HERE WE GO FOR REAL

Conceptually, Jamie knows Roy is ticklish cause Keeley let it slip once. In practice, it's not until Amsterdam that Jamie understands just how ticklish Roy is

Trying to teach in how to ride a bike resulted in so. many. accidental. tickles. And quite a few on purpose cause after a certain point he knew Roy was going to wreck him in revenge so he figured he might as well make it worth it.

Jamie tries to balance roy by putting one hand on the back of his neck/shoulder blades and roy immediately leaps a foot in the air, then tries to throw the bike at jamie

Then of course jamie gets wrecked because roy has to establish dominance but the damage is done

Keeley's nails on his tummy make him so fucking tense it's hilarious

And sometimes Keeley's just does it absentmindedly while they're watching a show, and roy just has to sit there and take it cause if he says anything she'll tickle him for real

He will growl through his giggles and it's funny as hell

He will act all tough when tickling Phoebe, but in reality he's very gentle and paying attention to her reactions to make sure she's having fun

Will no longer let his sister (I hc her name is sarah) give him any medical attention because she tickles him every time no matter what she's doing and it embarrasses the hell out of him

When she was in med school she would 'practice' doing abdominal exams on roy and he has never recovered

He knows his sister well obviously and so when she comes to pick up phoebe and is in a mischievous mood he can tell and tries to be as intimidating as possible like, "You better stay the fuck away from me, Sarah... I'm fucking warning you...shit fuck god fuck jesus mary and fucking johohohoseph."

Phoebe thinks it's hilarious

Roy has made a vow to himself to never introduce Sarah and Jamie to one another. He shudders when he pictures what the two of them could get up to