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“Not Ticklish”

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A/N: I hope this is okay, I read you wanted to read a Tangled tickle fic a while ago and idk if you still want it but I wrote one!! So I hope you don’t mind me sending this to you lol I didn’t post it publicly because I’m still not sure if I want to make a public tickle blog or not, but anyway. I hope you enjoy it. I haven’t written in forever so oof

So there’s not too much context but I really adore Eugene and I’d LOVE to see him tickled and there’s not too many fics with him being the ‘lee so I made it happen myself lmao

“I’m not ticklish.” The words left Eugene’s mouth so easily, it was impossible to ignore this challenge now. His soon-to-be wife, Rapunzel, was curled up in his lap, giggling madly as he tickled her sides.

In an attempt to get him to stop, she tried retaliating, going straight for his sides too. He did jump back a bit, but he didn’t react the way she was expecting. She glanced up at him with a curious expression, and he said those exact words. A smirk tugged at her little pink lips.

“Oh?” She smiled and sat back, folding her arms across her chest. “I doubt that.” Eugene shrugged. “What? You didn’t get a laugh out of me, did you?” “No,” Rapunzel chirped, “But that just means I’ll have to keep going until I do.”

Eugene shook his head. “Mmm, don’t waste your time, Blondie.” He waved her off, grabbing her waist again, and tugging her against his chest. Before she got any ideas, he gently drilled his thumb against her ribs. She squealed, tossing her head back with a loud laugh.

“Nohoho!” She whined, “Stahahap! Eugene! I mean it!” She squirmed in his grip, pushing at his wrists with all of her might. It really was unfair; he was bigger and stronger, and if he wanted to be relentless, he could be. 

“No~, stop~, I mean it~!” Eugene mocked her squeaky voice, stifling a chuckle as Rapunzel managed to wriggle out of his grasp and playfully kick at his middle.

“Rude! Don’t be so–! Rude!” She laughed, sitting up as quickly as she could with nearly 80 feet of hair, tackling Eugene onto his back. Eugene grinned as she straddled his waist, pinning his wrists at the sides of his head.

“Oh, I like where this is going.” He mused. Rapunzel shook her head, still giggling quietly.

“You’re really gonna get it.”

“Get what? A kiss? That would be nice.” He teased.

For someone who wasn’t ticklish at all, he was really pushing it.

“No, no kisses.”

Eugene pouted. “Why not?”

“After tickling me like that?”

“Yes?”

Rapunzel grinned, her expression softening a little. She really did love this man. Even so, she leaned down, and locked their lips lovingly. She didn’t hold it too long, as she didn’t want the playful mood to simmer down just yet. She straightened out her back again, moving as fast as light.

Her slender fingers rocketed into his underarms, tickling as wildly as she could. Eugene automatically clamped his arms to his sides, curling into himself slightly as a surprised “Arugh–!” Came out of him.

He actually believed Rapunzel would have given up and moved on, but he should know by now she’s not the type to back down without a fight. It tickled, and he wanted to laugh, he really did. He pressed his lips together as tightly as possible, but a smile still broke through despite his efforts.

“Aha!” Rapunzel beamed triumphantly. “Look! You’re smiling! You’re ticklish! You are!” She tickled a bit lower and tried out that little trick of his, drilling her thumb into the top of his ribs.

“Hey, hey! Wait!” Eugene retorted, trying to swat her hands away as gently as possible. “Stop that!”

“Why? Does it tickle, Eugene? Huh? Mister, ‘I’m not ticklish’?”

Rapunzel laughed at herself, noticing how bad she was at being the tickler. But Eugene was still smiling, and she could have sworn she heard a chuckle come out of him once or twice. Eugene was genuinely struggling, both with trying not to hurt her, and trying not to laugh. It was proving much more difficult than he ever thought. In his defense, he always figured he wasn’t ticklish. No one had ever really tickled him before, so he wouldn’t really know. He was wrong, apparently. But he couldn’t let her win just yet.

“Nope, nope, not at all, not even a little.” He gritted his teeth as he spoke. Rapunzel cackled.

“Oh, please. Just laugh, will you? I’ll only tease you about it forever. No big deal.”

Eugene twisted himself over onto his stomach, gripping at the sheets dramatically.

“No, please! I can’t ruin my fake reputation again!” He did chuckle again, hoping it was quiet enough for Rapunzel not to hear. But Rapunzel followed, her hands really digging into his ribs now. Eugene yelped again.

“C’mon! No more!” He chortled.

“Not until you laugh! I promise I’ll stop when you do!” Rapunzel retorted. “There’s nothing wrong with being ticklish! Just let it out.”

“I can’t!” He growled a bit out of frustration, reaching behind him and tickling Rapunzel’s knee playfully. She jerked it backwards and squealed a bit.

“No! You’re not winning! NO!” She slid back on his back a bit, sitting herself atop his rump, clawing into his hips.

“Ah-! Oh, no! Not– Not there, no!”

Eugene wheezed just a bit as the laughter was aching to burst from his chest. He couldn’t believe he was actually about to lose to a tiny little princess.

“Why? Bad spot?” Rapunzel purred happily, trying to ignore how sore her fingers were getting. He was a decently thick man, and it was difficult to wrap her grip around his waist comfortably. She laughed at the silliness of the situation.

“Tickle tickle tickle!” She teased. She reached under him as he squirmed, tickling his lower stomach too. She tried not to whine as he nearly crushed her hand. He turned over onto his side, starting to finally, finally giggle.

“All right, all right! You win, you win! Stop it!” His shoulders bounced as he snickered, using one hand to cover his face and the other to try and push at Rapunzel still. The blonde, feeling victorious as those glorious first few giggles rang in her ears, kneaded into the hollows of his hips again.

“Okay, fine, I win! But I’m not stopping until you really laugh!” She grinned as he tucked his hips under against her touch, his expression almost looking like he was in pain. It must have been a seriously ticklish spot.

“Ra-ha-ha-ha-punzel!” He chortled, shortly bubbling into genuine laughter. “Ah-ha-ha! That’s– that’s enough! I mean it!”

“I mean it~!” Rapunzel teased him in a higher pitched voice, knowing very well she may be destroyed with vengeful tickles later, but at the moment, she couldn’t get enough of finally hearing his laugh once and for all.

“There it is!” She giggled with glee, still scribbling at his lower torso. He rolled onto his back, trying to wrap his arms around his middle and protect every area her fingers slithered into.

“Sta-ha-ha-hap! No-ho-ho, no-ho mohohore!”

His giggling was desperate and frantic, but that only gave Rapunzel the sweetest butterflies in her stomach.

“Admit it!” She tickled faster.

“Admit what?” He giggled louder.

“That you’re ticklish!”

“No!”

“Do it! I’ll tickle you all night if I have to!”

“Fine!”

“Fine what~?”

“I’m– I’m ticklish! Oka-ha-ha-ha-hay?! St-ah-ha-ha-hap it! Please!”

His laughter was growing hysterical now, and it was as contagious as ever. Rapunzel giggled and flopped atop her beloved, ceasing her tickling as the two laughed together for a few more moments. She playfully poked and prodded at his sides just to hear him giggle and snort a few more times.

“You are really gonna get it, you know that?” Eugene teased, sending a warning squeeze to her side. She bit back a laugh as she pressed her forehead to his.

“Get what? A kiss? That would be nice~.”

“Nuance.”

Even the strongest, boldest man she’s met had a weakness as silly as her own. With these knew discoveries in mind, she figured their future tickle fights may be evened out a bit better than before.