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spookyghostbunny · 1 year

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ooooo okay hmmmm how about 11. “How can someone not be ticklish??” and 20"C'mon. Smile." with Lee howdy (he desrves more love) and Ler(s) of your choice? If thats alright with you?If not feel free to switch it around uwu -pandabuna

Fluff fluffy fluff fluff :3

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"What! How can someone not be ticklish!?"

Howdy shrugged, putting the last of the toppings onto Barnaby's hot dog. "Not sure what to tell you, mate. I'm not ticklish." He handed the hotdog to the beagle with a teasy smile. "Unlike some other residents that I know~"

Barnaby accepted the treat, quickly chomping into it choosing to ignore the comment.

Wally stared at Howdy from his place on the counter. "I don't think that's true, neighbor." He said, innocently swinging his legs.

Howdy nervously scratched the back of his head. Sometimes Wally's intense gaze got to him. Luckily, Sally and Julie walked in to save him from an answer.

"Why is Wally on the counter?" Sally asked.

"He likes being tall." Barnaby replied, patting the smallest puppet's head with a chuckle.

Wally squeaked and batted Barnaby's paw away from his gorgeous hair. He turned to face the newcomers. "Howdy says he isn't ticklish, but I don't believe him."

"What!" Both girls shouted in unison.

Oh Wally. Always straight to the point.

"How can someone not be ticklish?!" Julie exclaimed, staring at Howdy in disbelief.

"That's what I said!" Barnaby mumbled through another big bite of hot dog. Wally covered his face to avoid getting hit from the specks that flew out of the dog's mouth. "Barnaby!"

Barnaby swallowed his food before apologizing. "Whoops! Sorry kiddo," he chuckled awkwardly.

Wally grumbled deciding to hop off the counter and join standing next to the girls. He had an important scheme to conspire with them. They lent over as he beckoned them closer, whispering his plan only for them to hear.

Howdy rolled his eyes at his friends antics. "Like I said earlier: I'm just not ticklish. Never have been and never will be." He said this confidently. He was lying of course, but the others didn't need to know that. He was the number one ler in this close-knit neighborhood. Him being lee seemed impossible.

Or so it seemed~

"If you'll excuse me- I have to finish something in the back." Howdy darted quickly for the caterpillars only room. He hopes he successfully escaped the conversation and that they would drop it since he left.

Barnaby had finished his hot dog so now watched the smaller trio curiously. His ears perked up, trying to catch what they were saying. What was so hush hush? Why couldn't he be in the loop?

Julie giggled and bounced In excitement while Sally was rubbing her hands together with an evil look. They got into position, acting normal until given the signal. Now Barnaby was really confused.

His confusion didn't last long.

Wally looked around, making sure Howdy was out of sight before walking back over to the blue pupper. He tugged on his vest, motioning him to lean down so he could whisper in his ear.

Barnaby's tail wagged at being included with whatever the mischievous puppets were up to. He leaned down, listening carefully as the bluenette told him the super secret plan. He smirked and nodded once Wally finished telling him all the details. "You got it, bud!" He winked, hopping off the stool to hide.

Now it was time for the master plan to begin.

"Howdy! Hurry! Wally is trying to steal your apples again!" Sally called, putting as much urgency in her voice as she could.

Howdy sighed in annoyance. This was the fourth time today! He hurried out to stop the little apple obsessed thief. "Wally! I told you-" He was cut short when something behind him restrained his top arms. "Get him!" That was Barnaby's voice! What on earth was going on!? The other three puppets surrounded him, each sporting identical impish grins. "What is the meaning of this!?" He demanded, struggling against Barnaby's strong hold.

"You said you weren't ticklish! We wanted to find out for ourselves if that's true or not." Sally replied causally, her excitement increasing at seeing Howdy's eyes widen in realization.

Oh dear.

Howdy tried to shoo them away with his free hands, but was rewarded with Julie's hands shooting to squeeze his sides. "Mmfff!!" He lurched forward with a muffled squeal. He closed his eyes shut, struggling to keep his smile down and laughter at bay. The caterpillar wasn't going to give these tricksters the satisfaction of a reaction. His hands grabbed Julie's wrists, but Wally and Sally took it upon themselves to both tickle his stomach.

Wally snickered. "Not ticklish, eh?"

Howdy shook his head. He was wiggling around like a- well- like a caterpillar at this point. But no amount of wiggling he did dislodged the skillful fingers seeking to free his laughter. Sally went all out with tasing the sides of his stomach. Wally on the other hand chose a more gentle approach, lazily tracing shapes like he was painting a picture. And Julie switched from squeezing to scribbling his sides up and down. It was a lot to take, and surprisingly the shop keeper was holding on pretty well.

"You're a tough cookie, aren't ya? C'mon! Smile~" Barnaby purred, nuzzling Howdy's neck wanting to get in on the tickling action too.

Howdy couldn't fight it anymore. His face instantly broke into a wide, wobbly smile. He scrunched up his shoulders, but it didn't protect him from the beagle's fluffy snoot.

Howdy was getting dangerously close to breaking.

"There you go, Howdy!" Julie cheered, her fingers wandering up to Howdy's armpits. "Laugh! Laugh! Laugh!" She chanted.

The others joined in on the chanting

"Laugh! Laugh! Laugh! Laugh!"

That did it. Howdy couldn't hold the ticklish butterflies in any longer. He exploded into loud laughter from holding it in for so long. (and because maybe his armpits were his worst spots shhhhh) "PFFFT- HAHAHA FINE! YOHOHOU WIHIHIN!!!" He cried, his whole frame shaking from the force of his laughter. His legs grew weak, but with Barnaby holding him up, he just kind of went limp in his hold.

Sally whooped in celebration, slowing down her tickling to make it gentle like Wally's.

"This is what happens when you lie to us. Neighbor." Wally teased, removing his hands altogether.

Some enough, Julie also removed her hands after noting Howdy's laughter turning a little wheezy.

Sally wanted to keep tickling, but one stern look from Julie made her stop with a disappointed pout.

Barnaby adjusted his hold on the shop keeper so Howdy was leaning against him while he recovered from the phantom tickles plaguing his nervous system.

"You alright there, pal? We didn't go too hard on ya, did we?" Barnaby asked with concern, rubbing his back soothingly.

"N-no. You're all alright." Howdy gave them a weak, but genuine smile. "That was.... actually pretty fun." He flushed at the chorus of "awws!" That filled the bodega.

Perhaps being the lee sometimes wasn't so impossible.

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We need more lee!Howdy in this house. Sweet boy deserves it. This is a bit longer than intended, but I'm happy with it☺️

#welcome home tickle #lee!howdy #ler!barnaby #ler!wally #ler!julie #ler!sally #bonus points for whoever gets the hidden reference #wally is a little shit #just like a cat #wally is a cat #roman writes things

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rachi-roo · 3 months

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Black Clover: In the name of science!

Summary: Sally decides to get her hands on Asta, requesting some help with her experiments~

Heh heh heh, oh I'm so meeean~ 😈

Tw: Rough tiggles, restraints, over stimulation

Requested Tags: 😚 @duckymcdoorknob @nataliewritez

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"Saaally? You here?" Asta called as he entered the lab that Sally had been granted by the clover kingdom when she agreed to work with them, developing magic tools.

The magicless wizard had been asked to visit and help Sally out with a few experiments. The lab was a large hall filled with piles of books and shelves stacked with various odd looking substances.

"Oh! Comiiiiing~ Hehe-!" Sally's voice cooed out from behind a messy looking display wall, diagrams, and drawings of human anatomy pinned to the surface.

Hearing her response, Asta smiled as he waited for her patiently. He jumped when he suddenly appeared behind him, grabbing his waist and applying pressure to the area, making him yelp and flinch away.

"Ah-hey!"

"We've got so much to get done! Let's see. Okay. Mhm. Yep, yep, yep. Nice and plump. You're perfect for this!" The scientist thought out loud as she circled Asta, lifting his arm and tracing the length of it, before doing the same to his legs, poking and feeling around his knees and chest. He didn't protest, no, he just let her do what she needed to do. It was part of their deal, after all. She helped them, so he helped her.

"Soho, w-what kind o-OHOf experiments ahare you pff- hah, up to today? Ehe!" He flinched and huffed as she poked and prodded him before stepping back to take notes in her handbook.

"Oh, you know. Important stuff." She waved off the question as she turned away, scribbling in her book again with a giggle. Asta raised a brow, taking a step forward to follow her, only to have his ankle suddenly snatched up by a familiar, viscous tendril.

"Huh-?"

He was tossed into the air before being grabbed by more tendrils, holding him down on the warm, slimy surface of Sally's magic Gel. Keeping him in an upright position, leaning backwards slightly for his comfort.

"WOOAH! H-Hey, hey, hey! What's-"

"Hmm... Oh! Of course, nearly forgot. You're not against being tickled, right?"

Astas eyes widened with excitement. No. He wasn't against it at all. Actually, he found it very enjoyable. He and the other black Bulls would often get into tickle fights, wrestling and tussling for victory. But why did Sally want to tickle him?

Doesn't matter. He thought as a smile grew across his face. A deal is a deal. How bad can some tickling be? He's helping after all.

"Go right ahead! I can take it!" He looked determined, a bright, toothy, grin plastered across his cheeks. Sally looked more than pleased to hear this.

"Wonderful!" She picked up a small sand timer with her slender fingers, holding it up to the light before flipping it over, letting the purple hazy sand inside start to fall.

"Then let's begin~"

Before Asta could brace himself, several tendrils snaked closer, poking and wriggling into his sides.

"Pff-! GyahaHA!" The reaction was instant. Asta was deathly ticklish. He wriggled and squirmed against the gooey restraints that held him still.

"Oho God! Ahahaa! EheeEHAHA!" Sally was wasting no time. Another attack began on the wizards knees, the goo forming into little hands, pinching that nerve filled spot just above the knee.

Asta kicked out suddenly with a snort, the goo quickly grabbing onto his ankles again, yanking him into place as they worked on the area.

"BWAHAHA! No! Nohoho!"

"Oooho? No? What do you mean?" Sally grinned, stepping closer to examine his mirthfull expression.

"Why do you say no? Didn't you say you could take it?"

"I-I cahan! I-It juhAhHAA! Ahaa!"

"It what, Asta?" Sally sang, tilting her head to see Astas flushed red cheeks, smiling at how his eyes were squeezed shut, leaving laughter creases across his scrunched nose. She reached a hand, softly pressing on his hip with her thumb.

"IT TIHICKLES! OHOMygodnoooOHO!" He yelled out through his giggling, shaking his head as his ears also came under attack, smaller, string like tendrils fluttering and flickering just inside and behind his little listeners.

Sally giggled at his reaction as she jotted down more in her book before tossing it aside.

"It tickles. Well, haha, duuuh~ That's the whole point, ya silly!" As she spoke, she started casually slipping Astas boots off, letting them drop to the floor with a thud.

"Wait- Wahait not there! Sally! AH! Sahahally!" The silver haired boy was caught completely by surprise as his soles were attacked, not by the Gel magic, but by two sets of smooth, rounded fingernails. His little feet kicking and wriggling to try escape.

"Gotta stimulate every part of your body, for accurate results~" Sally said, in a matter of fact tone. Asta just nodded in response, this was already so overwhelming for the little guy.

"Dahahamn ihit! NyAhAHAAA! OHO! Oho NO!" He was staying strong. That's his magic, after all! Never giving up!... For now.

"Gichi, gichi gooo~"

"UWAHA! D-Dohon't sAHA! Don't say that! NO!"

"Oh? And why not? Does it make your tummy flutter?" The tracing nails found their way up to Astas belly, dragging and skittering over the thin shirt he wore.

"Does it make everything tickle more? Gichi, gichi goooo~"

Holy shit. It did!

"Dahamn it! AHAA! H-How?! How are you doIIING THAHAT!?"

Sally just smiled, walking her fingers further up Astas belly, snaking around to his ribs and starting to massage her thumbs into the bone. Her dexterous fingers tickled SO much more than the sensation her Gel magic caused.

"NONONO! Nyaaaha!-... *gasp* AHA!" Astas body flailed helplessly as the tickling grew more and more intense. His ribs are toyed with by Sally's fingers and nails whilst his knees, sides, and tummy are under attack from the Gel. This was nothing like the fights he had had with the Black Bulls. Not even Yami was ever this intense!

"Oho! This is wonderful! I wonder how long you can withstand the sensation! You're already sweating, and your pupils are dilated! I can hear that you're running out of breath sometimes, too, hmm... We'll have to keep pushing! I need answers!" Sally had that crazed look about her. She was enjoying Astas suffering way too much.

Asta was determined though, he wasn't giving up!

"I can do thihis all d-!" A look of horror shot across his face as he felt her nails creep up to his underarms. His whole world was flipped upside-down.

"GYAHAHAAAA-!... *gasp* Aha! NOOOHO! No! Ahaha!" The feeling of Sally's nails scritching at his armpits sent him into a frenzy. Flailing and cackling with his whole chest.

"Oooh, you like this spot, huh? Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle~!" Sally sang, relishing Astas intense reactions to such a small gesture.

This was crazy! Astas eyes fogged up with tears of mirth as his body was bombarded with tickles. The Gel tendrils snaked up into his shirt and up the cuffs of his trouser legs, tickling his skin directly.

"SAHAHALLY! *hic* PleheEHASE! AAAHAAaahaA-!... *gasp* AHAa! Not therehereee...! *gasp* GYAAAHAAAHA!"

"Hmm, this won't do." Sally sighed, seeing that her sand timer had already ran out.

"Uuugh, I need more time! Oh!" She grinned, pausing her ticklish assault for a brief moment, simply flipping the timer again, giving Asta a precious moment of relief.

"Problem solved!"

"Sally... Haha... Please just, just gimme-"

"Now then~" She smirked up at him, immediately beginning to rake her nails up and down his soles again.

"NAHAHAAAAA-!"

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Several sand timer rotations later, Atsa was spent. His hair was a fuzzy mess, and his headband slipped, covering one of his eyes as he flailed and screamed with laughter.

"Oh wow! Your all sweaty! And- Oh look at that colour!" Sally grinned, cupping his cheeks, squishing them slightly as her torment finally came to an end.

"Woooowza, such a pretty pink! Do you feel dizzy? Sick? Or do you feel amazing! Are you gonna pee? Is anything numb? Do I need to cut open-"

"Nooo, no, no, that won't be necessary." Asta chuckled, gulping in a fresh breath of air before sighing, letting his head droop.

"I'm just tired now. And I feel tingly all over." He explained with a smile as Sally set him om the floor, he'd Gel magic shifting away and melting into nothing.

"Oooooh, tingly~ Good word! You're such a good test subject." She smiled, handing him a candy after he finished straightening out his clothes and putting his boots on.

"Happy to help!" He chimed.

"Anything that might help protect the people of Clover." He said proudly, head held high even after such an exhausting ordeal.

"So, what was all this working towards anyway?"

Sally paused, tilting her head and tapping her chin.

"You know.... I forgot~!"

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Thank you for readiiiiing! 🥰🩷 Hope you had fun! Love youuu!

#rachi roo #black clover #Asta #lee!Asta #ler!Sally #Black clover tickles #sfw tickling community #sfw tickling #sfw tickles #non profit #black clover asta #Black clover Sally #magic tickles

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laughterfixs · 1 year

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Oh nooo I fell into the Welcome Home

I like the designs and innocent media with darker undertones

Plus Cmon this is too perfect!

#lee!sundrop #sfw tickles #ler!sally #welcome home #WHtickles #ler!Sally starlet #sally starlet #sundrop #fnaf tickles

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tickling-giggles · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 5: Magic

A/N: I know this is probably so short but this is like one of the 5 fics I held off on because it was difficult for me to write since Idk much about the characters personalities and I had to research which kinda still didn’t help and during like Mon-Fri I probably won’t post the fic dead at 12 am due to school but I’ll still try to get them in that day ✨

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“Hey Mereoleona” sally called as she walking into her room

“Hm”

“Do you mind if I test something on you really quickly I promise it’s nothing painful” sally asked

“Sure”

“Okay all you need to do is drink this and then I’ll be able to tell if it work or not” Sally explained

“‘Kay”

“What was that it tasted good”Mereoleona took a sip before chugging it.

“It was pineapple-mango anywhooo do you feel anything?”

“No not yehet”

“You giggled! YES ITS WORKING” Sally jumped up on excitement

“Wahahait whaahahat dihid you gihihive mehehe” Mereoleona began giggling

“My magical tickle potion”

“Wehehehell ihihit tihihickles” mereoleona admitted

“That’s good that’s also kinda the point”

“nahahaha whehehen dohoes ihit wehehar oHOAHAHAHAHA IHITGOHOTWOHORSE” Her knees had given up as she dropped to the floor.

“Oh well I kinda didn’t think about that haha whoops” Sally chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck.

“SAHAHAHLLEHEHEHEHEE STOHOHOP IHIHIT”

“I don’t know how to!!” Sally whined

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This is LITERALLY one of my worse drabbles EVER AGHHH I ALSO DONT WANT THE NUMBERS BEING MIXED UP ON MY OAGE SO THAT SLOWS ME DOWN☠️☠️😒

#kiara writes #tickle fic #tickle drabble #tickletober #black clover tickle fic #black clover tickle drabble #bc tickle fic #bc tickle drabble #Ler!sally #lee!Mereoleona

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blowsuppancakeswithmind · 10 months

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boo !

i think sally’s little sunrays are ticklish bc it’s cute

‼️ this is not shipping ‼️ 100% platonical

⚠️NSFW DNI ⚠️

#welcome home tickles #sfw tickling #Lee!Sally Starlet #Ler!Eddie Dear #my art #sfw tickling community

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angelaherexd · 8 months

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Mafia Wally Darling Tickle Headcannon

Mafia Wally Darling

Lee, Leaning Switch

Weakest spots: Underarms, feet, belly and between the thighs (Death spot is his belly button and some certain parts of his weakest spots)

As a ler:

Sometimes can be a little merciless

He likes to blow raspberries on the victim's belly, especially Mafia Julie and Mafia Barnaby

He laughs along sometimes when he tickles someone because he thinks it's funny.

Tickles Mafia Poppy the least because he sometimes fail to make her laugh and ends up getting feathers all over the poor Mafia Wally, which makes him uncontrollably laugh, giggle and tear up

Coos at the poor victim in a cute/flirty way

Hugs them and asks them if they are okay after tickles

Sometimes tickle nibbles and pretend to sniff out their tickle spots

Sometimes stops for a few seconds and then tickle them again to make them laugh and curl up more, especially the underarms

If Mafia Wally's fingers get on you, you're doomed

He will put his fingers all over your tickle spots non-stop

If he is merciless, he will tie you up

If he is merciful, he'll let you squirm

Loves to give aftercare after tickling the victim

Gives them too much affection after tickling the victim

Usually sneaks behind people and tickle their sides/belly, belly for Mafia Barnaby and sides for Mafia Julie

Sometimes will/can tickle information out of his victims

He might wants to run after because the victim might get revenge!

Sometimes can be gentle, depending on who the person is

Teases a lot sometimes, but not as much as the others

Usually tickles his friends when they're feeling down or stressed

GET REVENGE ON THE MAFI BABY

As a lee:

Laughs like crazy

Usually squeaks a lot but sometimes may snort

Way too squirmish so be careful

Squeals A LOT

Laughs like a lil baby

May get the hiccups if tickled for WAY too long

If you manage to tie his arms and legs up or pin him down, congratulations, but he'll squirm, squeak and laugh EVEN CRAZIER.

Always uncontrollably laughs, giggles, squeak, and squeal

Getting his waistline/sides will get him to curl up into a ball

Get his sides/waistline and he'll twitch pretty badly

He gets WAYYYY to giggly after tickles and curls up into a ball

Tickling his back will get him to shriek

Tickle tools, such as feathers, hair, spin brushes, will get him to wheezes and cackles, especially on his underarms, when tied up.

*Dies of laughter* He is wayy too ticklish, but sometimes can enjoy it... Maybe.

Blushes too hard sometimes when teasing and tickling

Mafia Howdy will use his 2 arms to grab his wrists while Mafia Wally is dangling and the other 2 arms to tickle his underarms which make him squirm like CRAZY. Mafia Howdy is usually Mafia Wally's tickle machine

Tears up and cries of laughter fast, but it's cute

Mafia Julie and Mafia Barnaby are most likely MERCILIESS on the poor baby Mafia Wally...

Raspberries on Mafia Wally's body and he's screwed.

He'll get revenge on you after getting tickled

Loves aftercare and sometimes falls asleep with them or just gets up and continues their day

Will get defensive and serious if they think it's a good idea to tickle his scars (Sour spot, or just tickles but very uncomfortable)

If he gets held hostage by some enemy/friend/people he knows or doesn't know of his and if Mafia Wally won't say a thing, and if that enemy that knows that Mafia Wally is very ticklish, they'll tie him up to a tickle machine and tickle information out of him and won't stop till he says something. Trust me, he'll get tickled everywhere and be helpless and looking like he's dying of laughter. (His laugh is cute though)

If someone teases him saying: "Tickle, tickle, tickle~" "Coochie-coochie-coo" etc.. He'll laugh even harder because he think's it's funny and embarrassing

He can barely say words between laughter (gibberish like)

If Mafia Wally gets tickled by Mafia Barnaby, he will get revenge by pantsing him in front of his friends but sometimes just tickles him instead

Tries to act aggressive but ends up acting super cute

Usually gets tickled by his friends when he is feeling down

Mafia Sally and Mafia Julie are the dynamic duo to tie Mafia Wally's arms and legs up and tickles the poor baby to death, usually aims for the underarms at the same time.

Comment down below if I should add anything else. Like, follow, and reblog for more. I hope I can see tickle stories and artwork of Mafia Wally getting tickled. :3

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dannystheone · 1 year

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You Didn’t Forget, Did You? (Welcome Home Lee Eddie x Ler Frank)

HEY GUYS!! THIS IS FOR MY GOOOOORGEOUS WIFE @nnainai WE’RE CELEBRATING 11 MONTHS TOGETHER!! AAAAAA!! I’M SO HAPPY AND SO EXCITED FOR THIS MILESTONE <333 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HONEY THIS ONE’S FOR YOU <3333

I hope you enjoy honey I love you I love you I love you every fictional couple is us <3

WARNINGS: Tickle fic! Sorry if character personalities aren’t entirely accurate, I’m not apart of the fandom!

Eddie seems to have forgotten an important date! Now, what is that date, again?

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Colorful houses lined up the cozy neighborhood as the resident mailman, Eddie Dear, delivered mail and packages to every mailbox. With a cheerful smile, Eddie handed a parcel over to a fellow neighbor’s doorstep, and waved to the neighbor next door watering their plants.

It was a picturesque day, even for Home. Bees droned and landed fatly on flowers; all the neighbors were out and playing with each other in the sunshine. Well, all except one neighbor.

Eddie kept a tight grip on his packages as he came across the hopscotch chalk on the pavement. He couldn’t help himself; every time he saw hopscotch on the pavement, he had to participate.

“Woo! Good job, Eddie! That’s your third day in a row!” A sunny neighbor called out to Eddie as he finished the hopscotch perfectly. Eddie looked back and flashed a bright smile.

“Why thanks, Sally! Oh, here’s your package today.” Sally Starlet skipped up to Eddie to receive her parcel. It was wrapped in a golden sparkly wrapping paper and was about as tall as Sally herself.

“Wow Eddie, you sure are strong! I’m sure Frank has you doing all the hard jobs for the house, huh?” Eddie’s cheeks blushed a bit at the mention of his husband, Frank. Frank Frankly, the smartest neighbor in Home, the most organized neighbor, who knew the most about butterflies and books and geography and-

“Eddie? Did I lose you there?” Sally called out. Eddie snapped out of his thoughts and smiled at Sally blankly.

“Oh! Sorry about that. Yes, uh, anytime there’s work to be done for the house, I’d go ahead and handle it. But it’s okay! I enjoy the challenge. Um, what’s in the package?” Eddie scratched the back of his head as he tried to change the subject. Sally held the package above her head with a sudden feral expression on her face.

“New COSTUMES!! For the new play I’m writing! It’s gonna be STELLAR! I have so many ideas- Oh! I better right them down before I forget! Thanks for the package, Eddie!!” Sally waved goodbye to him as she ran into her house. Eddie smiled after her and continued onto the pavement. Eddie delivered one more piece of mail to a colorful mailbox before arriving at his shared home with Frank.

The tickseed flowers were bright and bowing at the sides of his home, and the butterflies flitted about all over them to pollinate. Frank had a passion for butterflies, he loved to study and learn about them. Eddie helped Frank plant all types of flowers around their home to attract more and more butterflies for Frank. Frank had a wonderful smile that day, Eddie remembered.

Eddie opened the door to his home, the inside warm and inviting as ever. Eddie removed his hat and postbag and hung them on the coat rack by the door.

“Frank? Sweetheart? I’m home!~” Eddie’s voice rang warmly throughout the house. Hmm. No answer from Frank. Maybe he was in the garden?

“Frank? Where did you disappear to...” Eddie walked into the kitchen and saw no trace of Frank, aside from dirty lunch dishes and cutlery in the sink. Frank was usually very good about doing the dishes when he needed to do them. Eddie silently wondered if everything was okay.

Eddie wandered into the garden behind their home and spotted his husband. “Frank! I’m home!” Eddie called out. Frank looked up from his spot with a magnifying glass to his eye. Eddie beamed brightly at the sight of his lover doing what he loved. Frank returned his smile, radiant as ever despite being the grayest neighbor.

“Eddie! Over here!” Frank waved him over to the small patch of grass he was squatting in, with butterflies all around him. Eddie walked over to him and took in the sight.

Frank had set up a wonderful little picnic area in the patch of tall grass, with a flannel blanket spread over the grass and a picnic basket set up. Dishes and glasses were placed on the blanket, with one seat reserved. Eddie looked up to Frank with a wonderful smile as he took his seat.

“Frank, what’s all this for? This looks delightful!” Eddie inspected the heart-shaped sandwiches and apples cut into hearts in the picnic basket. Frank looked at Eddie, then to the heart-shaped foods in front of them.

“Well, it’s certainly not for an every day occurrence. Today is a day that only comes once a year! It’s an important date, isn’t it?” Frank asked. Eddie’s mouth was half-stuffed with a sandwich. Eddie slowly finished his bite while keeping eye contact with Frank.

“Mmph- Ohm- Um, of course it’s an important date! April 28th is National Arbor Day, so we remember to conserve our trees on this day-” Frank shook his head as he sat fully on the blanket with Eddie.

“No, no, no. Well I mean, yes, it is National Arbor Day, I taught you that, but today is special for a different reason?” Frank led on. Eddie racked his brain trying to think about what today might be. A butterfly flew past his field of vision.

“Uh...National Butterfly Day? Ah yes, we remember to conserve our butterflies on this day-” Frank waved his hands in a ‘no’ motion to stop Eddie.

“No again! It’s not a national holiday, it’s a personal holiday to us! To our relationship to each other?” Frank seemed to wilt. Eddie didn’t mean to forget such things, (you’d think as a mailman, he’d be better with dates) but that was just it, with so many dates involved in his line of work, they all become jumbled in his head. Eddie’s hands clenched behind him as he shrugged in defeat.

“I’m sorry Monarch, I forget what today is. Please forgive me?” Eddie’s eyes shone in Frank’s to plead. Frank blushed and looked away from his adorable husband.

“Oh, alright. I suppose I can forgive you this one time. But not without recompense!” Frank, with still blushing cheeks, scooched over to Eddie’s side of the picnic blanket and began scribbling his fingers over Eddie’s sides. Eddie Dear started laughing, both out of ticklishness and surprise.

“Frahahahank?! Whahahat ahahare yohohou dohohoing?” Eddie giggled through his words and started leaning back on the picnic blanket to escape his husband’s tickly fingers.

“Well, what was supposed to be a romantic gesture has now turned into a ticklish one. So, you only have yourself to blame.” Frank said matter-of-factly. Eddie didn’t know what he was supposed to remember. Personal holidays? It wasn’t anyone’s birthday today. Eddie would have to think about what he was supposed to remember while being horribly distracted with tickles. The tickles traveled onto his broad tummy.

“I’m-I’m sohohohorry! I-hehehee! I dihihihidn’t mehehean to forgehehet!” Eddie’s deep laughter rang through their small garden, the butterflies keeping their distance from the loud neighbor. His cheeks and ears started to turn pink with blush. Frank’s fingers never stilled as they traveled from place to place on Eddie’s bigger frame.

“Of course you didn’t mean to, but you would think this holiday would be important enough to not forget. Do you forget Christmas? Or Easter? Or Valentines Day?” Frank questioned, each holiday he listed accentuated with a poke to his ribs. Eddie started squirming and twitching on the picnic blanket with his husband’s pokes. With Eddie, it never occurs to him that he can leave a ticklish situation like this. He freezes and kind of accepts his fate until it’s over.

“Ohohohof cohohohourse nohohohot! Thohohose ahahare my buhuhusiest hahahalidays!” Eddie laughed his words out while Frank scritched his fingers in Eddie’s ribs. Frank furrowed his eyebrows in pretend anger.

“Why you little-!” Frank gasped, and started dotting his fingers over Eddie’s waistline and hips. Eddie’s feet kicked out of reaction as he started laughing out loudly. “How about you remember a holiday that’s not so steeped in commercial! What about something more intimate and personal!” Frank demanded.

Eddie’s eyes narrowed out in laughter, his hand weakly batting Frank’s hands away. Frank maneuvered his hands around Eddie’s attempts for the tickles to stop and continued delivering a barrage of squeezes, pokes and prods to Eddie’s waistline.

“Ihihihintimate?? Lihihike Thahahanksgiving?!” Eddie forced out before Frank grabbed hold of his hips and started squeezing his thumbs in the divets. Eddie squealed like a man and covered his blushing face.

“Do you seriously think it’s Thanksgiving today and not something more personal to us?! Use your head, now!” Frank knew that Eddie was charmingly forgetful, but it was an important day for them. He wanted to see a little more effort to remember such a milestone as this. Eddie tried to use his head, as requested, but he was having a difficult time multi-tasking.

“Hehehehee! I’m sohohorry! I dohohon’t knohohow!” Eddie’s hands still kept trying to remove Frank’s tickling hands, but Frank just made his tickles sporadic. He tickled Eddie’s hips, then jumped to his thighs, up to his ribs, and down to his sides. It made Eddie a squealing, twitching mess.

“Welp, I suppose we’ll just stay like this until you remember. I wonder what aaall of our neighbors would think when they hear your raucous laughter? Going on for hours and hours? And I’d tell them it’s deserved if they ask, because a mailman can’t remember his own personal dates, so he must be thoroughly punished.~” Frank teased, while Eddie continued to laugh out in the garden. Eddie tried to control the volume of his voice, suddenly thinking of the neighbors, but he couldn’t help it. Frank was too skilled in making him laugh. Maybe cause he’s been doing it for a while...

“Now, what will happen to the mail in all that time will be an issue. I wonder if it’ll all pile up in the corner of the post office, or if you’ll be properly replaced. And if you are, then, excellent! You can commit to being tickled every single day for forgetting an important milestone.” Milestone...milestone... something about that teased Eddie’s mind. But Frank’s commentary was making Eddie feel more ticklish, even if that wasn’t Frank’s intention.

“Nohohoho, nohohoho! Thahahat’s too muhuhuhuch! Gihihive mehehe a clue!” Eddie snickered and continued to fight his husband against the tickles, but the tickles zapped him of energy despite being so big and tough. Frank traveled up to Eddie’s armpits, which were met with lighthearted squeals from Eddie.

“Mmm...no. I’d rather see you struggle, just like you struggled to work up the nerve to talk to me the first day we met. You were so nervous, I thought you were going to change colors.” Frank shook his head at the thought, while Eddie had a beautiful brain moment suddenly. He sat up quickly on the picnic blanket, all but nearly throwing his husband off of him.

“The-hehe- the first day I met you! A personal holiday! Of course! It’s our anniversary!” Eddie beamed with his accomplishment for remembering. Frank gave him a small encouraging smile.

“Yes, Dear...it’s our anniversary. I set this picnic up while you were working because I thought you’d appreciate a ‘hearty’ meal after your shift.” Frank seemed downcast at the thought that it took his husband this long to connect the dots and remember their anniversary. Eddie scratched the back of his neck out of embarrassment.

“Oh Frank, I’m so sorry. I do appreciate the meal you’ve prepared and the thought you put into remembering our anniversary. Just because I’m forgetful, doesn’t mean I should forget what’s truly important to me.” Eddie cupped Frank’s cheek and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Frank blushed violently and hid his face.

“Oh shut it, you big lug...” Eddie snickered at Frank’s embarrassment while he snuck in closer and gave Frank a side hug.

“Well, with everything that just happened, I don’t think I’ll ever forget our anniversary again. And even if that didn’t happen at all, I won’t forget again anyway. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Frank. And I’ll always remember to treasure you.” Frank groaned at the sweetness of Eddie’s thoughts.

“I treasure you as well, sweetheart. I’m glad we can share important dates like this and celebrate.” Frank confessed while looking into Eddie’s eyes. Eddie’s face brightened at the thought.

“Yes! Celebrate! Let’s eat your delicious sandwiches, and you can point out butterflies in the garden and tell me about them!” Stars shone in Frank’s eyes at the mention of butterflies.

“R-Really? Well, okay! Well, that one is a Swallowtail butterfly. Swallowtail’s are from the family Papilionidae, and include over 550 species of butterfly. They inhabit every continent aside from Antartica, despite being tropical. What’s interesting about this is-” Eddie looked up to Frank with one arm around his waist and another hand picking up a second sandwich. Eddie smiled at Frank while he spoke, realizing that he had made a mistake in forgetting their anniversary, but Frank showed him so much love and understanding despite the fact.

Eddie Dear never forgot such an important date again.

#happy anniversary baby i love youuuu #nnainai #danny gf #welcome home #welcome home tickles #lee eddie dear #eddie dear #ler frank frankly #frank frankly #sally starlet

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secret-laughs · 1 year

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ANYTHING WITH JULIE AND SALLY WOULD MAKE ME SO SO HAPPY YOU HAVE NO IDEA

WAHAHA LEE SALLY ANYONE!?

#omg i was low key shocked when this was in my inbox #cus i look up to u I love ur art sjdjsjskn #sfw tickling community #t word community #tk community #welcome home tickles #lee!sally #ler!julie

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vannys-pizzaplex-askblog · 1 year

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Okay but just... Hear me out-

Ler!Sally 👁️👁️

#welcome home tickles #ler!sally #sally starlet #welcome home

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spookyghostbunny · 11 months

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@fauconsauce for this little idea

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Every now and again the neighborhood likes to get together for a sleepover! (Obviously at Home so he can be included)

There's never a dull moment during these sleepovers. They play games, bake many sweets, play dress up, make pillow forts, you name it! Usually there's always a smile on someone's face. Even Frank lets loose and enjoys himself!

During one sleepover though, a certain beagle had a case of the blues. Which is ironic, because he's already blue! Jokes aside, the others quickly caught on to his weird behavior. He didn't want to ruin their fun, so he told them he was fine. They obviously didn't believe that.

Wally gathered the neighbors, minus Barnaby, and together they hatched up a plan to help their dear friend feel better.

Howdy was the one to put the plan into motion. He snuck up behind Barnaby, using his upper pair of hands to restrain Barnaby's arms above his head. After that, all the tickly chaos broke loose.

Sally struck first, going for his armpits. Julie went straight for the kill with the pup's tummy. Frank and Eddie each took a foot. Poppy was fluttering her wings around his neck and ears. Howdy was using his lower pair of hands to knead his hips. And little Wally was drawing shapes on his sides, pretending Barnaby was a canvas.

The neighbors talked amongst themselves, pretending Barnaby wasn't turning into a puddle of giggles under their fingers. His tail was wagging a mile a minute, enjoying the feeling of letting go and laughing freely. He could practically feel the negativity melting away, being replaced by the madding tickles.

After a few minutes, Barnaby's laughter was starting to turn wheezy. That was the lers cue to stop. They let him go, all collapsing against him in a big cuddle pile.

Barnaby certainly felt a hundred times better now. He gave a content sigh, enjoying the warmth of his friends that surrounded him.

This was another successful sleepover.

#roman writes things #welcome home tickle #lee!barnaby #ler!howdy #ler!julie #ler!sally #ler!eddie #ler!frank #ler!wally #ler!poppy #more a scenario than a fanfic

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welcomehomeenthusiast · 1 year

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Hello Inter-World!!!

My Names Zmokey! I'll Be Using This Tumblr To Post Art And Fanfics If I Get A Request!!!

As Stated In My Bio, This Is A Tickle Based Account, So If You're Uncomfortable, Just Don't Read Or Look At My Posts!!!

I'm A Minor, And This Account Is STRICTLY Safe For Work!!!

Comment Requests, Or Put Them In Asks!!! Writing Takes A While But It Will Be Done Eventually!!!

Signing Out Of The Inter-World,

Zmokey.

#sfw tickling community #welcome home barnaby #welcome home wally #welcome home #ler #lee #welcome home julie #welcome home sally #welcome home frank #welcome home eddie #welcome home poppy #welcome home howdy

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starlightrosa · 25 days

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Just found your blog and I looooveee your writing!! Your Fizz fic is so 🤌🏾🤌🏾!! Here’s a Welcome Home prompt if you’re still doing them; Lee! Eddie with Ler! Howdy, I can see Howdy just terrorizing the poor mail man for delivering the wrong package to him! I think their dynamic is like very funny 👏🏾👏🏾

Return to Sender

Summary: Eddie lands in a bit of ticklish trouble with a certain shop keeping caterpillar when the mailman hands over the wrong package. Wuh-oh.

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: Thank you ever so much for the sweet words, Fluff! It warms my heart when people say they like my writing, best compliment one can get! I am sorry for the long wait, my lovely, but I do hope you like it!

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Howdy whistled a tune to himself as he moved the delivery crates from the truck and into his shop every morning, ready for the days business. The fruit barrels were set up near the door, the flowers by his counter, the vegetables ordered by colour, size, and in alphabetic order to boot. The sun wasn’t up yet, but Howdy was an early bird. Uh… early caterpillar.

“A for Apple, B for Banana, C for Cauliflower, D for Dill, E for Eggs! Now I know each ABC, who’s the smartest? Me, Howdy!” Howdy sang as he worked, ordering the foods neatly. Howdy liked a good bit of neatness in his store. It made it easier to find things, and it made his customers smile at the proud display. Howdy was a proud shopkeep. Quite honestly, best in all of the neighbourhood! Granted, he was the only shopkeep in all of the neighbourhood, but hey, it still counted.

Howdy folded each of his sets of arms, smiling proudly at the produce stands all lined up neatly. He turned to look at the clock hanging on the wall beside the door to the supply room. Eight in the morning. Prime time to open!

Howdy did his final checks before walking to the door, and flipping the sign upon his door from ‘Closed’ to ‘Open’. He smiled, his antennae wiggling proudly as he took his spot behind the counter. Howdy knew his customers and the time they arrived each day. Wally might be along soon. Perhaps Sally, for a new fabric reel for one of her costumes. Barnaby, for a hot dog.

Well, all of Howdy’s guesses were wrong. He soon heard a voice. Too jovial to be Frank. Too deep to be Julie, Sally, Poppy or Wally. Too Southern to even be Barnaby B. Beagle. No, that could only be-!

“Oh, hear the bells ringin’, a ding dong, ding dong! Feels like forever, but it ain’t been too long. Oh yes, honey, deliverin’ whatcha want, any time. Eddie the mailman don’t ask for a dime~!” came the soft voice.

Howdy found himself smiling. Eddie rarely ever sang on his rounds. He must be in a good mood. And Eddie’s happiness was contagious, for even Howdy felt himself smiling widely as the singing was comforting and welcoming.

“Oh, I don’t ask for a dime, no I do not indeed. Eddie the mailman’s got just what ya need. So come on by, friend! Don’t you be shy! Eddie’s here for ya, from mornin’ until-! WHOA!” Eddie continued singing, but that was cut short by a sharp gasp. Eddie soon tripped over a small rock in the road. His eyes were closed as he sang that jaunty tune, and then the poor mailman went face first into Howdy’s strawberry display. The mailman got himself up, his face comically coated in strawberry juice and the front of his shirt stained red.

“Oh gracious, Howdy! Ever so sorry, there!” Eddie stammered, backing up immediately. Howdy sighed. This was a regular occurrence, unfortunately. Eddie was a very clumsy individual.

“Howdy-do, Ed. You know, you really gotta watch where you’re goin’. You’ll get more bruises on ya than a banana before long.” Howdy said, trying to make light of the situation.

“Sorry, Howdy. I can’t seem to help trippin’ over things.” Eddie apologised. The poor mailman was very upset with himself.

“Hey now, Ed. No use cryin’ over it. What can I do for ya?” Howdy asked, a kind smile on his face.

“Oh right! Lemme just see here… I got a package for ya.” Eddie drawled, fishing in his mail bag for the package in question. Soon enough, he found it and presented it to Howdy. Howdy raised a fuzzy eyebrow as he curiously took it from Eddie and opened the wrapping. Out fell… art supplies.

Howdy looked at each of them. Paintbrushes of all shapes and sizes, some with softer bristles, markers, a soft washcloth too. Howdy didn’t really draw very often, so this couldn’t be for him at all. He suspected Eddie had given him the wrong thing.

“Eddie, pal… are you sure these are for me?” Howdy said slowly. “Wally might get more use from these. He’s an artist.”

Eddie’s smile slipped off his face as he looked at the label. The label on the package said it was for the business bug, but he was right. Howdy didn’t draw often at all, or have any need for this. Eddie felt himself get a little embarrassed.

“Aw, I’m sorry, Howdy. I musta given you the wrong thing again. Here, let me take ‘em back.” Eddie said, gently reaching out for them. But to his confusion, Howdy lifted the art supplies out of reach.

“Actually, scratch what I said. I might get some use from these after all.” Howdy mused, though an evil smirk began to grace the caterpillar’s face.

“But you ain’t an artist, Howdy. What possible use could you even get out of those? Hand ‘em back, and I can get ‘em to Wally!” Eddie implored, trying to reach up and get the supplies.

But that was when Howdy moved. He shot two arms out and caught Eddie’s hands, raising them above his head. “Gotcha, pal!”

“Hey now, Howdy! Let me go! I don’t have time for games!” Eddie responded, trying to gently get the businessman to let go of him.

Howdy used his other set of arms to get a paintbrush from the case he was given. While Eddie struggled, Howdy began softly stroking the paintbrush against Eddie’s stomach. Eddie tensed up almost immediately, a soft giggle leaving him before he could suppress it.

“Oh, don’t be tellin’ me you’re ticklish, pal. Is that right, Ed?” Howdy asked. Oh, this was going to be fun.

“Noho, that just ain’t true. Howdy, let gohoho!” Eddie shot back, giggles littering through his rich Southern accent as he squirmed in Howdy’s hold.

Howdy grinned and gently dragged Eddie to the floor, the caterpillar holding Eddie down quite easily. Ah, the fun of having four arms.

“You know, Ed. I think we should test these supplies before we hand ‘em off to Wally. Gotta make sure they all work the way they’re supposed to, I know Wally gets frustrated as anything if his supplies aren’t good enough to draw or paint with.” Howdy said, even as he gently pushed up Eddie’s shirt, revealing the fuzzy yellow belly underneath.

“Howdy, just what are you about to try?” Eddie asked, trying to wriggle out of the caterpillar’s grip but ultimately getting nowhere.

“Why don’t I test out these here paints first?”

Before Eddie could protest, Howdy dabbed a bit of paint onto one brush and began to paint Eddie’s belly. He had picked a green paint, drawing lines and curving the brush round on Eddie’s stomach, a move that made the mailman burst into laughter near instantly. “Guess what I’m drawing on ya, Ed! Come on, guess!”

But Eddie could not guess, being thrown into a world of laughter. He remembered when his mama used to tickle him when he was growing up, after she came home from her own mail deliveries. Eddie had thought he’d be less ticklish as he aged, but that wasn’t the case at all for the mailman. Rather, Eddie seemed to have gotten more ticklish since then.

“Oh gohohohosh! Oh, uh… ah! I-I don’t knohohow!” Eddie guessed, doing his best to wiggle about a bit in an effort to get Howdy to stop. But Howdy did no such thing.

“You don’t know? C’mon, Ed, you’re a smart guy.” Howdy teased, switching from green to red as he drew in the next part of this. “Hey, quit laughin’! You’ll make me colour outside the lines!”

“Buhuhuhut it tickles! Howdy, you’re tihihihicklin’ me!” Eddie yelped, trying to move away. But Howdy kept him down easily. Howdy finished doodling on Eddie’s tummy, his drawing of a flower resting right in the middle of Eddie’s stomach. Howdy then took that moment to gently flip Eddie on his stomach with one set of hands, the other set holding onto these art supplies.

“Okay, well the paints are definitely workin’. Now we just need to do the markers. Let’s play a game, eh Ed?” Howdy enquired, hoping Eddie would say yes.

“W-What kihihinda game?”

“Dead easy, really. It’s called Hangman. I’ll draw a word on your back and you have to guess the word. If you get all your guesses wrong, I win. But if you guess right, you win.” Howdy explained. It did sound fun…

“Fihihihine.” Eddie giggled, letting Howdy work his white shirt up. Thankfully, the strawberry juice seemed to have dried into his shirt, so Howdy didn’t get his hands stained. The shirt was a write off, though.

Howdy drew a series of little lines on Eddie’s back to make up two words. Both words, eight letters long.

“Alright, Ed. Gimme a letter. Any letter. You got twenty six to pick from.” Howdy said.

“Oh goodnehehehess… um, P.” Eddie said. Howdy snickered a little from above him.

“Not a P to be found, bud. Oh well.” Howdy said, slowly drawing the first section of the hangman’s platform. Eddie was thrown into laughter again as he felt the marker going over the divots of his ribs.

“HAHAHA! HOHOHOWDY!” Eddie cried out, squirming like anything. Howdy’s laughter from above let Eddie know that the caterpillar was having way too much fun with this.

“I’ll give ya the second word, because I’m a nice ol’ caterpillar. It’s what you work as.” Howdy smiled.

“Mailman! Mahahahailman!” Eddie guessed. His laughter grew louder as Howdy drew in the word.

“Nice! Now just one word to go.” Howdy reminded. “Pick a letter, Ed.”

“Uhuhuhum…” Eddie giggled, the feeling of the marker ghosting his ticklish back making it rather difficult to focus.

“I need an answer, Ed~” Howdy teased.

“Gah! Hahaha, oh no! Uh, R!”

“Aww, nope.” Howdy laughed, drawing the next section and the first part of the hangman diagram, the head. “I’d start getting them right, Ed, if I was you.”

Eddie’s honey rich laughter hit Howdy’s ears in response. But the mailman was nothing if not determined.

“Okay… ah, I’ll sahahay… the letter I.”

“Ah, nice. We’re gettin’ somewhere, bud.” Howdy smiled, drawing in two ‘I’ letters. “Got any other guesses?”

“T!” Eddie shot back, trying his best to keep his voice steady. Howdy nodded and drew in a T.

“Got any guesses yet, Ed?”

“I give up, Howdy! I give, it tickles too much!” Eddie gasped, barely able to stand this.

“Alright, fine. But the full phrase was… ticklish mailman~” Howdy snickered, before he set the supplies down and helped Eddie up, grinning wickedly.

“Well, think we can agree that Wally’s got some good quality art supplies coming his way. You better go wash up, Ed.” Howdy said, grinning. “You got strawberry juice all over ya.”

“You sure we don’t need a second opinion on those art supplies, Howdy?” Eddie asked, finally sending a playful grin of his own back to the shopkeep.

“Oh, I don’t think thahat’s nehehecessary, Ed.”

“Oh, but I think differently. You’re pretty ticklish too, ain’t ya Howdy?”

“Not true!” Howdy shot back.

“Oh, it is true. Get over here, Howdy~!”

“GET AWAY FROM ME, ED!”

“C’MERE, HOWDY!” Eddie called back, chasing after the caterpillar with Wally’s art supplies.

Safe to say, Wally got his art supplies a bit later than expected, and both Howdy and Eddie had pretty flowers drawn on their stomachs for a few days after that. But neither would have changed their friendship for anything.

The End!

#rosa writes #welcome home tickles #lee!eddie #ler!howdy #implied lee!howdy at the end haha #randommusicalfluff #welcome home tickling

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ah-val · 2 months

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SENİ SEVDİM EFENDİM (SAV)

Herkes canını verecek kadar seni severken; kimseye yük olmamak için, kendi işini kendin yapışını sevdim.

Başının ağrıdığını öğrendiğimde; başımın ağrısını sevdim.

Kuşu ölen çocuğun evine taziyeye gittiğinde...

Anne ve yavru köpekler için koskoca ordunun yolunu değiştirdiğinde; merhametini sevdim, hayvanları sevdim..

“Benim çocuğum yok, ardımdan okuyacak kimse olmayacak" diye ağlayan Hz.Bilal'i, "Üzülme! Ümmeti Muhammed her ezandan sonra sana okuyacak" diye teselli edişini sevdim.

Bir gün oturarak namaz kıldığını gören Ebu Hureyre' nin "Ey Allah'ın elçisi, hasta mısın?" sorusuna, "Hayır, açım!" deyip sabredişini sevdim.

O kadar uzun süre hiç aç kalmadım ben ama kızın Hz.Fatma'ya, *"Vallahi kızım, üç gündür baban bir şey yememiştir."* deyişinde, açlığı sevdim.

Hz.Hatice'ye düğün için hediye ettiğin gülleri sevdim... *"Hatice'nin sevgisi benim rızkımdır."* deyişini sevdim.

*"Beni nasıl seviyorsun?" diye soran Hz.Ayşe'ye, "kördüğüm gibi" cevabını..*

*Ve zaman zaman "kördüğüm ne alemde?" sorusuna, "ilk günkü gibi" diyerek sevmeyi öğretişini sevdim.*

Sevgili kızın Hz.Fatma, her yanına girdiğinde, ayağa kalkıp karşılamanı, "hoşgeldin kızım" diye öpmeni, elinden tutup, yanına oturtmanı sevdim.

Hz.Ali ile Hz.Fatma'yı evlendirirken, ikisini karşına alıp, *"Ey Ali, kızımı sana cariye olarak veriyorum, ama unutma, sen de onun kölesisin"* deyişini sevdim.

Mirâc'a çıktığında, Allah Teala, "Seni ne ile şereflendireyim?" dediğinde, *"Beni Sana kullukla şereflendir"* deyişini sevdim.

Yine mirâçta Rabbim

*"İste! Ne isteğin varsa vereyim"* dediğinde, secdeye kapanıp, gözyaşları yla *"Senden ümmetimi istiyorum"* deyişini sevdim.

Refik-i Alâ'ya, Yüce Dost'a giderken, *"Sizi kevser ırmağı başında bekleyeceğim. Bana kavuşmak isteyen, elini ve dilini kötülüklerden çeksin."* deyişini sevdim.

Ve Rabbimizin, *"Andolsun size kendinizden öyle bir peygamber gelmiştir ki, sizin sıkıntıya uğramanız O'na çok ağır gelir. O, size çok düşkün, müminlere karşı çok şefkatlidir, merhametlidir.* (Tevbe-128) deyişiyle, seni sevdim.

Ve Rabbimizin, *"Şüphesiz ki, Allah ve melekleri, Peygamber'e çokça salât ederler (dûalar ederler, över ler, yüceltirler).*

*Ey müminler! Siz de O'na salevat getirin ve tam bir teslimiyetle selam verin."* (Ahzab-56) buyurmasıyla, seni daha çok sevdim !

Allahümme salli ala Seyyidina Muhammed’in ve ala ali Seyyidina Muhammed.

Bize, O’na (SAV) ümmet olma şerefini bahş eden Rabbimize hamdu senalar olsun.

Allahu Teala şu mübarek günler hatırına Efendimizin şeriâtini,sünnetini,ahlâkını, davâsına hizmeti ve şefaatini cümlemize nasip eylesin.Amin

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