#lee!ethan

[eunchancorner]

Two short stories, two longer stories, almost six Google doc pages, 3377 words and one new nickname for Liv, it is with great pleasure and relief that I finally bring you

Three times Ethan tickled his partners, and one time he didn't

Ethan delighted in the soft giggles that arose as he gently squished the small bit of pudge that hung just slightly over the waistband of Streber’s pants. One of his favorite people, who he’d seen at his best, and recently at his very worst, was healing.

“You’re getting soft again,” he commented, resting his head on Streb’s shoulder.

“Ihi knohohohow.”

“I missed your squish so much…”

“Ihit’s nohot that muhuhuch.”

“But it’s something. It’s progress. Progress I’m glad you’ve made…”

Ethan pressed his cheek into Streber’s, feeling his face heating up a bit. He loved how much the genuine affection got to the poor nerd.

Ethan gently pinched up and down Streb’s tummy, listening to his giggles vary in pitch, from his normal voice to high and silly, admiring every adorable sound.

“I think your new squish is even more ticklish than before~,” he teased, adoring the flustered squeak he earned, and unable to resist giving his cheek a little kiss.

“I love you~”

“Ihi love youhu tohohoo.”

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“LIV GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!”

“It’s too late, Ethan, I can’t unlearn your weakness!”

The two had been locked in a chase around the house for several minutes. Ethan had recently let slip a particular secret of his to her sneaky questions, and now he was determined to make her pay for it. The only problem was that she was well-versed in running from her partners’ wrath, so he was having a tough time cornering her. However, he was also growing adept at chasing down his partners, so he had a few tricks of his own.

One of which came in the form of a very conveniently timed boyfriend.

“LEON, GRAB HER!” he shouted as Leon rounded the couch, which he was chasing her towards. In one swift motion, Leon grabbed her under her arms and swooped her up off the ground, leaving her legs to kick uselessly in midair as she protested using several threats and curses.

Ethan stopped in front of the two, taking a minute to catch his breath, before pointing at the redhead.

“You. Did you think you’d get away with that little stunt?” he questioned her.

“Yep, AND I was absolutely gonna remember it, too! I’d FINALLY have a leg up in our tickle fights, you giant ler!”

“Well, now you’ve earned yourself a one-way ticket to getting wrecked, good job. May I, Leon?”

“LEON- I swear to fuck if you hand me over to him I am gonna dump ALL of your protein powder into the toilet!!”

Leon gave the small redhead in his hands a glare at the ill-timed threat, shortly before handing her like a ragdoll over to their boyfriend with the simple statement; “Go nuts.”

“W-Wait! Leon! THAT WAS A PROMISE!” she called after him as he returned on his original route to the kitchen, before looking back at Ethan.

“Hi~”

“U-uhm, hi?”

“Wanna apologize for your little shittery?”

“I don’t apologize for that. You know this by now!”

“Really? So you’re just gonna let this happen?”

“Let what ha-” she cut herself off as she realized what he meant. “Oh. Fuck.”

The chuckle Ethan let out was unnecessarily threatening, and Liv felt herself forcing down a nervous smile of her own.

“E-Ethan, no! I-I- I swear, i-if you tickle me, I-I’ll tell someone about it! You won’t know who, and you won’t know when until it’s too late!” she warned, wriggling in his grasp, trying to get herself down.

“Hm, guess I’ll have to tickle ya until you promise not to tell anyone!”

“Wait what-”

She squealed suddenly as Ethan practically threw her down onto the couch beside them and dug his fingers into her ribs, prompting her to grab onto and pull at his arms.

“Ehehethahahan! Nahahoho! Youhu jeheherk!” she insulted him, inadvertently digging herself a deeper hole.

“Liv, the more you fight, the worse it’s gonna get. If you wanna get out of this, you have to be nice. Start by apologizing for being rude~”

“Nehehever! Ihi’ll nehever gihive ihihin!!”

He couldn’t help but laugh at her stubbornness, especially considering how hard she was already laughing. Never change, Liv.

He grabbed her left hand, hoisting it up over her head and raking his fingers from her underarm, down her ribs and side, all the way down to her hip, then right back up, causing her to squeal and smack at him with her remaining hand.

“NyAhaHAHahaHAHaha EHEthahaHAN!! WhYhy THAhahAHAT?!” she demanded, her laughter gaining a quality Ethan could only describe as fittingly chaotic. She attempted to twist away from his hand, only to find that Ethan had very well adapted to keeping up with her constant moving.

“Because it makes you sound adorable!~ And because it’s even worse for you, which isn’t as big of a reason, but still a reason. Tell ya what. I’ll make a deal with you. All I want you to do is say sorry for being a little shit today, and you’ll be free! Sound good?~”

Once again, in all her stubbornness, Liv shook her head in refusal. She was always determined to keep from apologizing for her (admittedly harmless) actions, but unfortunately, Ethan seemed to have gained his patience back.

“That’s ok, I’ve got all the time in the world to keep tickling you until you change your mind!~”

“BUHuHUhuHUhuHuhuT Ihi’m TOOHOhohO TihiHIHIcKLihIHISh!! IHI’LL DihihIHIHIE!!”

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic! You might be extremely, adorably ticklish but you won’t die! You’ll just either succumb to cotton brain or have to apologize,” he reasoned, “If you were gonna die, it’d probably be from this.”

Suddenly, he let go of her hand and began raking his newly freed hand up and down her other side, moving in the opposite direction to the other, raising her laughter up much higher than he expected.

“FUHUHUHUHUHUCK EHEHEHETHAHAHAHAN!! IHIHIT’S TOHOHORTUHUHURE!! TOHOHORTUHUHUHUHURE!!!” she practically screeched, grabbing onto his hands and flailing every which way in an attempt to escape, even going as far as to attempt to shake his arms to try to pull him off.

“And yet you know exactly how to get me to stop! But you’re not gonna, are you? Because however much you yell it’s ‘torture’ or that it’s gonna kill you, you’ll always keep being a little shit, just so someone will pin you down, and tickle you until you can’t think because it’s just so fun. Isn’t that right?~”

“SHUHUT YOUHUHUR FAHAHAHACE!!” She tried to cover his face with one hand.

“You’re not even denying it at this point! But, I know exactly what’ll get to you. Exactly what’ll get you to apologize, and end your supposed torture~” Ethan cleared his throat and leaned in close to make sure she could hear him.

“Tickle tickle tickle~”

“EHEHETHAHAN NOHOHO!!”

“Tickle tickle tickle~ Such a cute little ferret getting her tickles~”

“YOUHU AHAHAHASS!! NOHO TEHEHEASIHIHING!!”

“But why not, hm? Can’t I give a cute lil ferret her teases and tickles?~”

“WHEHERE DIHIHID THEHE STUHUPIHID FEHEHERREHET THIHING COHOME FROHOHOM?!”

“Well, you’re just like one! You’re wiggly and hyper and love causing mischief until someone gives you attention. So now, you’re a wiggly, ticklish little ferret, who’s getting all her tickle-tickle-tickles~”

“FIHIHINE FIHIHINE IHI’M SOHOHORRYHYHY! NOHO MOHOHORE TEHEHEASIHIHINGGG!” she finally gave in, and Ethan let go, just as he had promised, letting her make her attempts to stop laughing and even out her breathing.

“Youhuhu… ahare fuhucking ruhuhuhuthlehehess…” she managed as she slowly calmed down, earning a soft chuckle from Ethan.

“Maybe you’ll remember that next time. Of course, whether that stops you or spurs you on is up to you~”

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“EHEHETHAHAHAN PLEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Aww, what’s wrong, Leon? Too ticklish for tummy kisses?~” the goth cooed at his hysterical boyfriend, before peppering soft kisses all over his belly for the second time in a row. In response, he could feel Leon smacking the top of his head as though trying to dislodge him, despite having literally asked for this.

“C’mon, don’t try to push away now. I thought you wanted a soft night in tonight~”

“IHI DIHIHID BUHUT- FUHUHUHUCK!! NOHOT THEHEHEHERE!!” he squealed as Ethan’s kisses trailed around to the side of his tummy, which somehow seemed to be much worse than the middle.

“There’s so many little spots on your tummy, you’re so adorable. My big puppy boy~”

“IHI AHAHAM NOHOT A PUHUHUPPY!! YOUHU FUHUHUCKER!”

“Are you sure? Even if you wanna pull the tough guy routine, you’re pretty puppy-like. You have lots of energy, you’re friendly, you love having your tummy tickled, and if I do this…” Ethan gently pressed his thumb just above Leon’s belly button, making him kick out one of his legs in response. “You kick like a puppy, too! So, I’ve come to the conclusion that you are, in fact, a puppy. Hm, Streber would be proud of me.”

“HEHE WOUHUHUHULDN’T! GOHOHOHOD, EHEHEHETHAHAHAN!” Leon pushed at his boyfriend’s shoulders, pure instinct driving his actions. He loved this, he knew he did, no matter how flustering it was. 

But Ethan was never going to hear that.

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Ethan loved his feared ler status.

He found himself lucky to be in a household with so many partners that loved to tickle and be tickled the same way he did, and he found himself even luckier to usually be the one who ended up tickling the others. He was sure he’d won the most tickle fights in the whole house.

Well, next to Aria.

Him and her had been tied for the longest time; Ethan because he never resisted the urge to strike, and Aria because she knew how to keep people from predicting when she’d strike next.

But today, he was going to change that. Ethan was going to show Aria who the most feared ler in the house was, by sneaking up on her and tickling her until she admitted it was him.

And now he was so close!

Closer…

He crept up behind her as she leaned on the back of the couch, idly watching the news.

Closer…

He could hear her humming. She sounded so distracted.

Closer…

He could practically hear her laughing already.

Closer… NOW!

“GOTCHA- WHOA! FUCK!!”

He’d lunged at her, and was taken by surprise when she whipped around, grabbed his wrist and lifted him with her free hand, slamming him down onto the couch, all the air rushing out of his lungs on impact. He coughed a bit as he regained his breath, looking up at her looming over him, her hand still on his chest and his wrist still locked in her grip.

“Uhm… hi?” he smiled innocently.

“Hi there,” she gave him an equally innocent look. That’s never a good sign.

“Well… uhm… how exactly did you do that?”

“Well, you remember how in high school I took ballet one year, and karate the next?”

“L-Listen, you can’t keep blaming all the weirdly impressive shit you do on the weird shit you did in high school!”

“Well, I’d be lying if I said they didn’t have a hand in it, but I have been training with Leon lately!”

“Of course…” he rolled his eyes. It always fucking ties back to Leon.

“So, mind telling me why you were sneaking up on me like a creep?” she raised an eyebrow at him.

“W-well, I was uh-” he was cut off with a grunt as Aria’s weight suddenly shifted to the hand that was on his chest as she pulled her legs over the back of the couch; one landing between Ethan’s own legs and one in front of the couch.

“Oww… It hurts when you do that, y’know,” he told her, earning a small eye roll.

“So you’ve complained before. Now answer my question.” She smiled as she saw his eyes widened. He thought I forgot.

“S-so, uhm, I-I was uh… w-well… I… was… uh…” he fumbled for an answer that didn’t incriminate himself, and found himself unable to come up with anything.

“You were plotting something, weren’t you?”

Oh fuck.

“But,” she glanced over the back of the couch, “since you didn’t bring something with you, I’m gonna assume you weren’t planning on doing anything that might result in a lecture from Streber. You weren’t planning on trying to take that little title, hm?”

“Wh-what title could that be?” he asked, averting his gaze, trying to suppress his nervous smile.

“The title of the biggest ler in the house. Because that title belongs to me. And you know how I know that?”

Oh she is absolutely setting this up but how can I NOT-

“Because you’re a cocky jerk?” he smirked at his own words, feeling a tinge of confidence.

That confidence faded as soon as her eyes narrowed at him.

“Because you are awfully ticklish to gentle tickles. Aren’t you?~” she leaned in all too close as she asked, “And luckily for you, gentle tickles are my specialty~”

“W-what are you… i-implying?” he asked cautiously, his eyes locking onto her hand as it moved from his chest to the side of his face.

“I’m implying,” she began as she began tracing behind his ear, causing him to choke down giggles already, “That I’m gonna do to you exactly what you were planning to do to me. Except I’m actually going to make it effective, because we all know what makes you tick, Eth. And you are going to admit that I’m the biggest ler in the house. Or at least the scariest.”

“Ihi- I’m n-not denying y-you’re the s-scariehest, Jehesus fucken Christ,” he managed, feeling his heart pounding in his chest from the threat of tickles alone. “B-but you are not th-the biggest leher… that’s me.”

“Hm. Then it looks like I am going to tickle you for the biggest ler title.”

“Oh th-that’s just n-nohot fair…”

“It’s completely fair! After all, isn’t that what you were gonna do?” she began to trace down his neck, causing him to squeak and grab her wrist. She raised an eyebrow at him, moving her finger in slow circles in the spot it was trapped in.

“Let go of my hand, or I’m going to tickle you so bad you won’t even be able to think about today without getting in a lee mood,” she warned, and the look she had made Ethan sure she was being very serious, so he did as she said.

“Good, now how am I going to do this, hm? Should I play a little first, see how loud I can make you laugh without going for your worst spot, or should I go for that infamous little kill button right away?~ And even so, which one? The one where my hand would be trapped to trace until you can finally lift your arm, and even then there’s no guarantee I’ll stop, or do I go for the one where you can’t protect your poor little spot, leaving me to trace in whatever little shapes I want, and all you can do is laugh and laugh and laugh, because we both know you won’t be able to get out a single word. So many decisions to make, and the longer I take to make them, the more flustered you’ll be, but I think I know what’ll make it ten times worse. One simple little question, that you ask all too often; What do you think I should do?~”

I think you should be less fucken terrifying, he thought, but truthfully he didn’t know if he could get a word out. Being teased by anyone else isn’t so bad, but this was Aria. She knew exactly how to get to him too flustered to manage a word, and it was working all too well. He tried to give any kind of answer, but the words caught in his throat, and all he could manage were a few flustered squeaks.

“Ethan~ If I can’t get a straight answer, I’ll just have to decide for myself, and you know I’ll pick what gets you the most~” she warned him, hovering her hand over his ribs and watching him flinch and try to squirm away, pressing his arm to his side in an effort to block her.

“A-aria… P-plehease…” was all he could manage. He wasn't sure what he was trying to ask for, maybe mercy, but either way she seemed to be having none of it.

“What’s wrong, darling? Too scared to give me an answer? That’s ok, I think I know exactly what to do~” she cooed before she began to gently pinch up and down his side, causing him to finally release all the laughter he’d felt bubbling up in his chest. He squealed and twisted under her in an attempt to hide himself, but a quick scribble to his other side sent him right back onto his back.

“Arihiahahaha! Plehehease, wahahahait! Nohohohoho!” he begged, resisting the urge to grab her wrist again and instead opted for grabbing his own shirt to try to ground himself.

“I don’t think I will, Ethan~ We’ve both waited long enough for me to tickle you, and if you had to wait any more, I think you’d regret saying that, wouldn’t you?” She began to skitter her nails lightly against his ribs before he could answer, making him laugh louder and kick his legs to try to dispel the energy. She chuckled softly as she watched him struggle to sass her, unable to get any sort of coherent thoughts within the fireworks of his brain to come up with something snarky to say. She traced up and down his ribs, delighting in every squeak and change in pitch, listening to him come so close to absolutely losing it just because he was that much worse off with such gentle tickles. As much as she wanted to dig in and watch him flail, listen to him cackle, she knew this was so much worse.

Occasionally she’d dip just between his ribs and underarms, ripping a squeal from his throat, and just as quickly, she’d be back to his ribs. She could see how badly it got to him; the way he’d tug at his poor shirt when she got a little too high and yet how he’d just barely whine when she’d leave it alone so fast.

“What’s wrong, Ethan? Can’t handle your tickles? Why are you so whiny, hm? Is there something you’re expecting?~” she couldn’t help but tease him, knowing exactly what he wanted; for her to finally go after his death spot, for his brain to fill with fog and fireworks and be able to do nothing but laugh, to fulfill the buzzing anticipation that only got worse every time she tricked him.

Gradually she let up under she had her hand just hovering above that little spot that she knew she could destroy him with, smirking as she listened to his nervous, giddy giggles.

“Well, Ethan?” she asked, “Got anything to say?”

“P-plehehease, Ahariahaha… I-Ihi’m sohohorry, y-youhu’re th-the bihihiggehest leheher, I wahas wrohohong… plehehease, juhust doho ihihit ahalreheheheadyyy…”

Aria blinked down at him. He’s… asking me to wreck him. Just like that. In exchange for admitting it, he wants me to destroy him.

She smiled, and then she chuckled quietly.

“You’re adorable when you’re desperate~”

Before Ethan had time to process it, his wrist was released and he felt an unbearably gentle tracing in that little kill spot between his underarms and ribs, sending him into utter hysterics. She watched as his shoulders shook with laughter, his arms clamped to his sides and he tossed his head back, and yet he seemed almost relaxed. She knew why, too; the anticipation of going after his worst spot was finally over, he finally got the tickles he’d been expecting from her.

After a few more moments of tickling him senseless, she finally let up, gently patting him on the head and giggling softly as he batted at her hand.

She looked up to see their other six partners staring at her from a few feet away, all six pairs of eyes wide and all six faces blushing. She couldn’t resist the urge to smirk and raise her hands in wiggling claws, which sent all of them running in different directions, watching Confi struggle to make a decision before following Liv to her room.

Title secured.

#eun rants #sm #spooky month #sm tickles #spooky month tickles #streber #ethan #confi #liv #leon #aria #btw yea #the ship in place is Kevin's Haunted Harem #ler!ethan #lee!streber #lee!liv #lee!leon #leeon #ler!aria #lee!ethan

[gigglz]

Throwback to when Mark (Markiplier) and Ethan (Ethan Nestor) had the channel Unus Annus and…

WHYD HE HAVE TO SAY “oh~ ill tickle you alright.” SIR IM-

#tickles #sfw tickles #tickle #tickle community #tword #tword community #markiplier tickle #ler!mark #lee!ethan

[gaybananabread]

Okay but this entire scene is just-

His giggles! I miss Unnus Annus; this has to be one of my favorite silly-bits from it. Figured I'd share! (⁠✿⁠^⁠‿⁠^⁠)

#sfw tickle clip #unnus annus tickle #lee!ethan #ler!mark #tickle video #sfw tickling community

[moonsoaked-tickles]

I KNOW THIS ISN'T A REQUEST I PROMISE I HAVE SOME DRAFTS FOR SOME IN THE WORKS. But they've taken over my brain I had to draw them

It's a bit wonky it's 1am. Shhhh

#pokétickles #fuck it #new tag right there #lee!ethan #ler!silver #i am so normal about them #i swear i am i SWEAR

[thecollectibles]

Art by Ethan Lee

#art #digital art #Illustration #painting #Ethan Lee

[samanthasgone]

Credit: penaltyboxpodcast ( instagram )

Highlighting the talent and spirit of Indigenous players in the NHL and PWHL! Their journey on the ice inspires us all 🏒 #NHL #PWHL #Hockey

Created by graphic designer: Carissa Ng

#nhl #nwhl #hockey #women’s hockey #indigenous hockey players #zach whitecloud #carey price #brandon montour #tj oshie #calen addison #travis harmonic #ethan bear #connor dewar #jocelyne larocque #victoria bach #abby roque #jamie lee rattray #pwhl montreal #pwhl toronto #pwhl boston #pwhl new york #pwhl ottawa #pwhl minnesota #toronto maple leafs #washington capitals #ottawa senators #san jose sharks #florida panthers #vegas golden knights

[strawbrrycuteblog]

NSFW Hee Moans

Warning: moans, use headphones preferably, breathing, whines.

#enhypen #enha smut #enhypen heeseung #heeseung smut #heesung enhypen #ethan lee #lee heeseung #Heeseung audio #strawbrrycuteblog #heeseung #enhypen smut #audio post #mwah <3

[riekiss]

🗒️ 、 HEIGHT DIFFERENCE

꒰՞ ܸ. .ܸ՞꒱💭 ・ 이희승 x gn reader. 장르 menace hee established relationship warning reader is shorter than heeseung forehead kisses & 220 words

ru’s note ・ old work repost, cause i have major writer laziness atm LOL i’ll get new stuff eventually its WIP okie

“Uhm…” you murmured, glancing up at Heeseung, his shoes adorned with small heels that only served to accentuate his already impressive height.

“Can’t you sit down? My neck is starting to ache from this constant upward gaze,” you complained, clearly feeling the strain on your neck.

“Nope, this view is much better,” Heeseung replied, his hand discreetly poised behind you, ready to catch you off guard.

“What do you mean by a better view?” you asked, irritation evident in your voice, as his behaviour began to grate on your nerves.

In a sudden moment of surprise, you yelped as his arms ensnared you, binding your arms together. He pulled you closer to him, and he brushed away the strands of hair obscuring your forehead before planting a gentle kiss.

“And it’s the perfect height for forehead kisses,” he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips, thoroughly amused by the dishevelled state of your hair and the blush colouring your cheeks.

“You’re so...” you began, before his hand started patting the top of your head.

“Y-yah! Let me go!” you exclaimed, attempting to wriggle free from his embrace, only to find it tightening around you.

“Hmm.. no!~” Heeseung replied, continuing to pat your head while keeping you securely within his arms grasp, relishing in your captivity for a while longer.

#𓂃⠀⠀⋆ ᝰ🖋️ ܸ #( literature ) #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen x you #enhypen x y/n #enhypen fluff #enha #enha x reader #enha x you #enha x y/n #enha fluff #lee heeseung #heeseung lee #ethan lee #heeseung #heeseung x reader #heeseung x you #heeseung x y/n #heeseung fluff #heeseung imagines #enhypen lee heeseung

[phoenix--flying]

more tweets and i have a lot more plus some oc centered ones if anyone wants those ones LMFAO

part one

#silena beauregard #luke castellan #alabaster torrington #chris rodriguez #ethan nakamura #lee fletcher #thalia grace #will solace #clarisse la rue #drew tanaka #nico di angelo #charles beckendorf #travis stoll #jake mason #nyssa barrera #katie gardner #percy jackson #annabeth chase #connor stoll #malcom pace #wren michaels (oc) #belladonna rossi (oc) #cora kaneko (oc) #chase keys (oc) #hayden toma (oc) #azalea drakos (oc) #nicolette ruiz (oc) #pjo #phoenix ocs

[fullcaps-ethan]

naruto sketchdump incoming

i caught the naruto bug again

#naruto #naruto uzumaki #iruka umino #yamato tenzo #sasuke uchiha #rock lee #sabaku no gaara #yoo ethan draws

[mcqraw]

#magnificent seven #goodnight robicheaux #billy rocks #billy x goody #goodnight x billy #goodrocks #mag7 #ethan hawke #lee byung hun #the magnificent seven 2016 #the magnificent 7 #idk i just miss them 🫠 #my stuff

[eunchancorner]

SO uhm

Initially this was going to be a blurb. Then I got hooked on writing out the story and suddenly wanted to pull in a third party and the dialogue started doing whatever it wanted so uhm

Long story short I'm starting to remember why writing is so fun

“W-wait, Leon, c’mon, y-you’re not really mad, right?” Ethan stammered out, backing away from his admittedly much scarier boyfriend. He’d had the idea of spooking Leon with a quick tase to his sides, but had unfortunately forgotten to account for the cup of soda in his hands.

The soda that was now all over the front of Leon’s shirt.

“You made me make a mess of myself! And now…” Leon took a second to think, before a smirk crossed his face as he thought of a punishment that’s proven to work at least for a while at their house.

“Now I’m gonna turn you into a mess!”

Suddenly Ethan was on his back, squealing as Leon’s fingers dug into his sides, sending sparks of ticklish energy shooting through his body. Of course this was what he resorted to. Ethan should have known this was coming for a long time. In fact, he sort of got the feeling that Leon wasn’t just tickling him over the soda.

Or at least, he did until his brain was flooded with ‘ITTICKLESITTICKLESNOBADBUTYESGOOD??’ as Leon’s fingers climbed his ribs, his touch becoming lighter and lighter the higher he went, planning each move carefully, slowly turning Ethan’s brain to mush with a smirk.

“Leheheon plehehehease! Ihi’m sohohohorry!” he managed between laughs, squeaking and almost folding as he suddenly received a poke to his belly, which turned into Leon scribbling all over it, leaving his ribs tingling and the anticipation of Leon going after his worse spot left unchecked.

“Aww, you didn’t think I was gonna kill ya that fast did you? I said I was going to turn you into a mess, and I know how easily anticipation does that for you. You need your tickles to be quick and easy for you to keep any sort of brain function. And that usually leads to revenge. But if I’m gonna turn you into a mess the right way, I’m gonna need your brain to basically melt.”

“H-hohow do youhu knohohow ahall thihihis?!” Ethan questioned as Leon’s fingers began to drift to his sides again.

“Dude, please, we’ve been friends since high school. You think I wouldn’t have picked up on all this by now?” Leon answered, still smirking as though he felt like the smartest man in the world for figuring out what kind of tickles made his boyfriend tick. “But, do you wanna know something else?”

“Whahahahat?”

“A little birdie told me tickle games get to you really bad~”

I’m going to fucking kill Liv, Ethan thought, his giggles calming as Leon retracted his hands and began to think.

“What game should we play, Ethan? The claw game? Maybe we could play rib piano? Or arms up? I know how much you love that one~” Leon listed the games off, watching Ethan’s face get redder and redder as he mentioned each game. Still, Ethan could never resist the urge to be a little shit.

“Aha… ahas much as you love tummy raspberries?”

Apparently that was the wrong thing to say as he saw a blush cross Leon’s face before he narrowed his eyes and simply said “Arms up.”

“Ahaw shit…” Ethan mumbled as he slowly raised his arms, knowing he was in for it now. He squeaked softly as he felt Leon’s gentle fingers slowly touch down and begin to trace gentle patterns along his wrists, moving at an agonizingly slow pace down his forearms. Ethan fought a losing battle against a wobbly smile spreading like his own blush across his face, gripping onto a table leg that was just above him, causing it to scoot forward with a small, sudden scraping noise.

“Aww, what’s wrong? Can’t get through without something to help?” Leon cooed as he traced little swirls around Ethan’s inner elbows, watching in amusement as the goth struggled to hold back his giggles. “C’mon, Ethan, no cheating.~”

“Pff- i-it’s nohot- snrk- not cheating!” he squeaked out in response.

“Not not cheating? Wouldn’t that mean it is cheating? I dunno, double negatives are stupid… either way, it sounds to me like you are cheating! And you know what happens to cheaters, don’t you?~” he warned, his gentle fingers slowly traveling down Ethan’s arms and towards his underarms.

“N-nohoho, nonono, L-Leheon, wait!” he squeaked out before yelping as Leon suddenly moved to his sides, just above where his belt held his shirt tightly to his waist.

“God, dude, why do you wear these things so high? I can’t get to your hips like this!”

“Doho NOHOT tahake my behelts ohohoff!” Ethan warned with a light shove.

“I’m not, I’m not, but that can’t be comfortable, I’m just saying. They’re covering half of your sides! I might just have to tickle you again after you change out of this, just so I can do what I really wanted!”

“Gohod you’re soho mehehean!”

“Oh I’M mean? Mister Tickles Everyone Every Chance He Gets is calling ME mean? You could just admit you can’t handle the teasing, you don’t have to make shit up just to look big.”

“Nohow lohohook whoho’s beheing a hypohocrihihite!”

Leon didn’t say anything, but the look in his eyes told Ethan he’d sassed him for the last time. Before he knew it, there was suddenly an unbearably gentle tracing just between his ribs and underarms, making his arms snap down in response as an embarrassingly high squeal ripped from his throat, his giggles skipping straight to hysterics, filled with squeals and shrieks every couple of seconds as Leon went a little too fast for his brain to keep up with properly.

“Ohp, looks like you lost, guess I’ll just have to keep tickling here~” Leon purred, holding back an amused laugh as Ethan struggled to string sounds into words and words into sentences, knowing his brain was filled with nothing but fireworks of energy, listening to his boots stomping loudly onto the floor behind him. Something he failed to notice, much to Ethan’s embarrassment, was the sound of a door shutting behind him.

“What the hell is all the noise…?” he heard a tired voice, Liv’s, behind him and turned to look at her, not slowing his tickles in the slightest.

“I’m tickling Ethan to death,” he answered simply.

“Ah… What happened to your shirt?”

“This little fucker happened. Why did you think I was tickling him?”

“Because he makes you look like a big puppy almost daily?”

“... Listen, don’t make me come after you next!” he warned with a blush, prompting Liv to raise her hands in surrender.

“Ohokay, okay, whatever you say, big man.” She came over to the two and knelt down beside Ethan. “God, him being such a big, scary tickler all the time can make ya forget how cute of a lee he is. I mean, look at him, his face matches his shirt at this point! What have you been doing to the poor guy, Leon?”

“KIHIHIHILLING MEHEHEHEHE!!” Ethan somehow managed through his laughter, squealing as Leon softly drummed over his tiny death spot the best he could beneath his arms.

“Teaching him a lesson about being a brat and a hypocrite. Can you believe he had the audacity to call me mean AND try to tease his way out of this? He caused this himself,” Leon corrected. “Anyway, I think now he’s just mad he lost the Arms Up game so I’m just gonna keep doing this until he apologizes.”

“Ah, so that’s what woke me up…”

“Why were you asleep at 3:30 in the afternoon, ya weirdo?”

“Oh, fuck off, it’s not my fault Streber’s tummy is comfortable. I wanted to hang out, eventually we ended up snuggling, my head was on his tummy, and you know how fucken soft he is so you also probably know what came next.”

“Ah, yeah, I get it. Did he do that thing, too, where he like, messes with your hair?”

“He did, it was so nice! He said it helps him focus but I honestly just think he knows we like it at this point. Does he ever do that to you, Ethan?” She turned to the goth, who was still pinned under (and getting the absolute shit tickled out of him by) his boyfriend, who only responded by shakily flipping her off, still finding speaking difficult between his hysterics, prompting a quiet laugh from the redhead.

“You gonna let him up anytime soon? I think he’s dying,” she asked Leon, who rolled his eyes but let up anyway, stretching his arms as Ethan slowly calmed down.

“Yeahhh, I think he’s enough of a mess. Got anything smart to say now, Eth?”

“Aheheh… awashb… yuhu… grrehehe…” he mumbled out, not making one bit of sense to himself, much less either of them.

“Oho god you got him speaking a whole other language,” Liv giggled at Ethan’s state.

“Is that even a language? I don’t even understand what he’s trying to say!” Leon pointed out, scooping up the giggly goth in his arms.

“Gibberish is a language… sorta,” she tried to argue. “It’s sorta communication.”

Leon rolled his eyes as he chuckled softly.

“Well last time I checked, Ethan’s first language was English-”

“I thought it was Spanish?”

“No, no, he’s just really fluent in Spanish, that doesn’t make it his first language.”

“Ohhh, I always thought he spoke it so well because it was his first. I could never, honestly.”

“Yeah, I know, right? It’s actually really fucken impressive. Anyway, since English is his first language and he can’t even speak that properly, I think my work is almost done here.”

“Almost?”

“You think I’m just gonna tickle my boyfriend and not cuddle with him afterwards? Do I look like a monster to you?”

“Depends on the kinda monster. Tickle monster? Yeah, very much so, actually.”

“Pft- ok, fair. C’mon, the cuddle window is closing, and if he’s not in a fluff coma soon, he’s not gonna be the only one asked why he was being so loud. Wanna watch a movie?” he asked as he carried Ethan to the couch, followed closely by Liv, who nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah yeah yeah! Let’s watch Pirates Of The Caribbean again!” she suggested, Leon rolling his eyes.

“You recommend that like, every time, why do I even ask anymore?” he teased, grabbing the remote and putting the movie on.

“The illusion of choice, my friend!”

Leon shook his head, chuckling quietly as he held Ethan close, the taller’s head resting on his shoulder, snuggled as close as he could be.In the few thoughts that were coherent in Ethan’s head, one of them was definitely, Worth it.

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Ticklish Ethan is so cute😭😭

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Art by Ethan Lee

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Black Friday characters according to my friend who has never seen Black Friday (but has seen tgwdlm)

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ㅤㅤ You are everything, 𝗺𝘆 everything.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤLee Heeseung x M!reader. — pt. ⑴

Summary: Heeseung ruined things with you, and with that, you decided to distance yourself from him. This would be affected by a talk when looking for a way to have you again.

Genre: Love/hate, friends to lovers.

Warning: fluff, arguing.

+4k words.

It had been two weeks since you tried to avoid any type of contact with Heeseung, you felt bad in every sense of the word since not only did you kiss him, but you were also his way of being able to see and feel his ex-girlfriend one last time. After leaving his house crying, everything changed abruptly; you stopped sitting next to him, you stopped eating with him during breaks and you even decided to delete all contact with him from your phone, you wished you could delete him even from the earth.

Your thoughts were affected by your teacher's voice and the bell that signaled the next class. "So.. Do you want to do the job with me, M/N?" It was the words of your friend, Jake, that made you grounded again. You nodded after a few seconds. You smiled as you left hugging him and on the other side of the door you could notice your best friend, Heeseung, his gaze revealed his anger and sadness at the same time, something inside you wanted to run to hug him, cheer him up. You squeezed your cheeks after owering your gaze and walked past him.

"M/N." the brunette said in a serious tone as he crossed his arms and leaned his shoulder against a locker. "We need to talk."

Your whole body froze at the sudden voice behind you, on the other hand your new friend decided to pat you softly on the back as a sign that he was leaving, you sighed after turning around and seeing him standing still, his gaze didn't leave you which made you nervous.

"Is something wrong, Hee?" You said in a soft tone, your hands playing inside the pocket of that blue jacket you were wearing as a way to control yourself.

"Yes, it happens, I-I mean what happened... what I did was wrong, I'm sorry. I should never have kissed you just because I was looking for her, I was an idiot." He exclaimed in an embarrassed and nervous tone. He didn't know what words to use with you, at least not now.

You let out a nervous and ironic laugh. Once again, your face reflected an expression of disappointment. What was he looking for by asking for your forgiveness again? It was the fourth time in two weeks, two weeks where you were able to think for the first time about yourself, about your well-being.

"Heeseung, please stop saying this. What do you want from me?" Your eyes would start to glaze over after the question. You were really keeping all of this in, and you couldn't stop now. "What else are you going to tell me? That you were drunk? I already know that it was a mistake to reciprocate, and it was a mistake to think that you loved me like I loved you, just forget it and leave me alone. Get another toy."

Heeseung was stunned, his lips opened, and his jaw dropped. He didn't know that you were in love with him, and much less did he know the way he should address you now. You on the other hand just gave him a wry smile after not getting a direct answer, instead you could only see him clench his fists and look directly at you, something in you gave up on him since this would have been the complete break of your relationship with him.

You turned around to leave that awkward moment, but a hand firmly grabbed your arm. "I want to know everything, I need to know what I did that night, please." Heeseung said as he approached you and slowly released your forearm.

Would it really help? You had no choice but to nod to his command and say: "Okay, go to my house after class." A smile lit up his face as he nodded a couple of times. That boy would have left a kiss on your forehead, and just like that, they would rush off to class.

"Do you remember what we did a week ago? It was too funny, I couldn't stop laughing at your face." Jake said as he laughed at you remembering the last time you saw each other for a previous project, you nodded as you left a small smack on his leg, this in order to keep him silent.

"Stop! This time, it won't be like that, I already learned more about physics, all thanks to you." You smiled widely after praising your friend and seeing how he behaved just like a small golden puppy. Your happiness was interrupted after hearing your doorbell ring. You remained calm after Jake stood up and went to open the door.

"M/N, they're looking for you here!" He shouted as he peacefully returned to his seat and let the taller one enter behind the blonde. Heeseung would have arrived after two hours since classes ended. You had no choice but to ask him to wait on the couch while you finished your project. The hours went by very quickly after you kept finishing some reports and little else, Heeseung spent most of that time rolling his eyes or just looking at his phone, why did he feel upset seeing you so close to the other boy? Was it jealousy? That answer was still not very clear to him, and he avoided thinking more about it after opening his gallery. He sought to distract himself by looking at a folder of the two of you, after all you were the only one he was really close with, inside said folder he found several photos and videos of you and, the strange thing? The thing is that all those images were taken while you were distracted or asleep.

"Hee? Ah, here you are, I'm sorry it took longer than expected. Some things got complicated and..." You sat down next to him while you vaguely apologized. You inevitably looked at his cell phone and noticed a photo of the two of you. while they were sleeping. You smiled a little at that and then looked at him out of the corner of your eye. Your friend was smiling a little before putting his eyes on you.

"M/N, tell me about what I did that night." Heeseung took the audacity to take your hand and caress it gently. His grip was firm but gentle at the same time to let you know that he didn't want to let you go. You swallowed a little saliva as you tried to get a little further away from him and thus begin to tell him what happened, you sighed as you told him without pauses what happened that night, at least that's what you did before seeing how the boy caressed your cheek with the help of his thumb. You froze since you were afraid that everything would repeat itself. You frowned after taking his hand and putting it down as soon as you could.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Those were the only words that came out of your mouth, you stood up after he also let go of your hand; you didn't know what to do or what to say, the only thing you did have in mind was to get as far as you could into the room. "I wanted to feel your skin again, that's why I did it, I wanted to see if I could make you smile the same way I used to when we were still friends." Those words caused disgust in you, your hands passed over your head as you looked for a way to reason what he said.

"Hee.. What did you mean by coming to my house and 'feel my skin'? This doesn't make sense. You said you wanted to talk about what happened, and there it is, I already told you everything." You raised the volume of your voice, and with that, you looked directly at him. You couldn't think clearly. Everything happened so quickly, and without warning, everything felt strange.

"I wanted to see if the kiss was really just an excuse to get closer to you beyond just our friendship. Do you want to know the truth? I think that for months ago, even before I met you and my ex, I felt something for you."

Now it's you who couldn't say a single word or action. You were paralyzed by what he said.

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