#ler!edric

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13. Sneak Attack Amity attempts to get her siblings back for their tickling cheer ups to her but in the end gets easily overpowered.

TickleTober Day 13 - Sneak Attack

Is it just me, or have I written pretty much the same scenario three times now? Hopefully there’s been improvement between them (>m<). Busted this thing out the night before I left town, so I’m sorry for any grammatical errors. I’m kinda straying away from TOH, so I might be taking it off my list. Still, thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Amity

Lers: Emira, Edric

Summary: Amity tries once again to get her siblings back for their tickly attacks. The twins catch on, quickly putting a stop to her plan with one of their own.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Amity was sitting at her work desk, tapping a pencil against her blank homework. She really didn’t feel like writing the essay, her mind wandering elsewhere. She had a good week to work on it, plenty of time to do it.

The purple-haired witchling’s thoughts drifted, various topics coming and going. It was fun to just zone out and think for a bit. Fun…a distant memory resurfaced, one from a good few months ago. Her siblings were messing with her and, once again, reduced her to a giggly puddle. Come to think of it, she never did get them back…

The distant look on her face slowly became a smirk, a plan formulating in her mind. The twins were sneaky, but they couldn’t win every time. It was her turn to finally get some well-deserved vengeance.

…

Amity set the abomination trap, checking to make sure that everything was in place. Her plan was foolproof. She would lure Emira in, call the abomination on her, and finally get her revenge. Edric would have to wait, he was doing his own homework anyways. 

“Em! I need some help here!” As planned, her sister ran into the room to see what was wrong. When Emira saw the small yet shit-eating grin on her sibling’s face, she knew something was up. Best to play along with it, see if she can turn the tables. 

Emira walked closer to her sister, stopping just a few feet away. “What’s up, mittens?” Amity sighed, biting the inside of her cheek. Just a bit closer…

“Just…wanted your opinion on something. Can you come over here?” If she hadn’t already known, that would have told her something was up. Taking a look around, she saw a bit of abomination goo on the carpet. So that’s what her plan was… Em could work with that. 

She walked up to her sister, shoving her back at the last second. Emira wasn’t as good with abominations as her sister, but catching Amity off guard helped her get the jump on the younger witch. She activated the abomination trap, using it on the one who planted it. “Sneak attack!”

Amity yelped, feeling her trap being used against her. She was so close! Before she had a chance to protest, she felt fingers dancing across her belly. “E-EHEMIRAHA! COHOME ON, NOHOHOT AHAGAIN!” 

Oh, it was too perfect. Amity had yet to figure out that there was no besting the twins. Even if it was just one of them. Speaking of which…

“Who’s wrecking Amity, and why wasn’t I invited?” Edric came down the stairs from his room, a smug grin on his face. He knew exactly what was going on, and planned to get his turn. 

Emira waved him over, drilling into Amity’s belly button and making her squeal. “You’re a little late, doofus. Here, help me with her pits. She’s too wild to get all by my lonesome.” Ugh, that stupid voice… Every time they teased her, each twin would use this cocky, smug tone to drive her nuts. “DOHON’T YOUHU *DAHAHARE*!”

That got a snort out of the older teen. Her threat was more adorable than anything, with all the laughter. “Sorry mittens. Twin Law, gotta help if she asks.”

Those evil little- “GYAAA! NOHOHOHO!” Amity thrashed in the goopy restraints, any and all thoughts of insults being drowned out by ticklish agony. Both her worst spots being attacked at the same time was awful enough; then the teasing started.

“Aww, poor mittens. You’d think she would’ve learned by now~ There’s no getting payback on us.” Emira’s nails paired with Edric’s gentle squeezes and pokes were sending her into a tickly tizzy. She regretted making her plan so “foolproof” now that she was stuck in it. Not only was it proof that her plan was not as solid as she would’ve liked; it also kept her firmly in place and at the mercy of her evil siblings. 

A snort interrupted her laughter, Ed’s fingers nailing the center of her underarms as Em drilled her nails into her belly button. It was an extremely unfair combo. “NYAHOHOHO! GUHUHUYS!” 

Edric actually felt a bit bad. They had wrecked her a good few times, constantly denying her any retribution. “Do we have to be so mean, Em? She kinda does deserve to get us back, even if it’ll never happen.” He turned his eyes back to Amity, chuckling. “ A+ idea on your plan, by the way. Execution…needs some work.”

She was too lost in laughter to care. Ed finally gave into his less-cruel thoughts, moving his fingers up to her neck. Amity’s laughter eased up a bit, though squeaks and occasional snorts were added to the mix. “Pl- snort pleHEHEASE! IHIT’S- thihis isn’t fahahahahair!”

Emira wanted to continue the evil attack, but Edric gave her the “c’mon” look. Sighing, she switched to rib-pokes. “You’re lucky Ed’s gone soft. I would’ve been fine making you squeal, little sis~”

“Youhuhuhu *squeak* you bohoth suhuck!” Amity’s battery was already pretty drained from their initial attack. Em had no reason to be so cruel, other than her own entertainment. Maybe it was the big sister instinct to torture their little siblings. She honestly couldn’t tell you; all she knew is that it sucked to be on the receiving end. 

The rib pokes and neck tickles weren’t half as bad as their previous tickle-hell-combo, but it was still sending those annoying butterflies into her stomach. Being tickled by her siblings was fun, to an extent. They had reached that extent. “Cohohome ohon! snort Plehehease?” 

Okay, time to be the merciful brother… Edric pulled his hands away from her neck, backing up to admire their work. Once again, they’d reduced their sister to a blushy, giggling mess. He knew Em would take some convincing to quit, though. Her and her ler moods…

“Em, c’mon, don’t kill her. She’s had more than enough.” When she rolled her eyes and ignored him, he grabbed her by the sides, squeezing as he dragged his twin away from their exhausted sibling. Emira, not expecting the sudden jolts to her sides, practically squawked, whipping around and batting his hands. Her focus on the abomination restrains wavered, the purple sludge melting back into the trap box and releasing their youngest sibling. “Uhuhugh…th-thahanks Ed…”

Emira’s cheeks were red, though not nearly as much as her sister’s. The older teen scoffed, jabbing her brother in the ribs before turning back to Amity. “Okay, fine. Maybe I did take things a smidge too far. BUT- I’m all done now. Soooo… Blight siblings cuddle pile?”

One though simultaneously crossed both Edric and Amity’s minds in that moment: seriously? She had just gotten done wrecking Amity’s shit, and she immediately wanted a cuddle pile? Still, some cuddly aftercare would be nice… Screw it.

“F-fihine. I get to pihick the movie, thohough.” Em could live with that. Sure, Amity only ever picked cheesy RomComs, but it wasn’t horrible. At least it wasn’t one of Ed’s gruesome slashers… Even she had her limits. “Okay, that’s cool. Ed, burrito-ify mittens and meet me on the couch.”

And turn her to a burrito he did. Edric grabbed one of the fluffier blankets from the nearby chair, wrapping his younger sister up and carrying her to the couch. Amity huffed, but didn’t protest the movement. She loved the attention, as silly as it was. 

Tossing her on the couch, Ed sat down and tugged Emira over to them. Pretty soon, all three Blight siblings were curled into each other, the TV ready for some cheesy-movie action. Amity had, predictably, chosen a romantic comedy about two witches in love, each a coven head. The plot was okay, but some of the corny scenarios made Edric cringe and Emira fake-gag. Amity was eating it up, though, so it was kinda worth it.

The trio continued to relax together, winding down from their chaotic day. Eventually, they passed out, cheesy RomCom number three still playing in the background. Their father entered the home about an hour later, a soft smile forming at the sight. He definitely didn’t take a picture for his private Penstagram account. These kids…

#toh tickle #lee!amity #ler!edric #ler!emira #ticklish!amity #augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023 #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle #tickletober #augtickletober #the owl house tickle #toh amity #toh emira #toh edric #blight siblings

[fluffomatic]

If you are doing tickle request I wanted to ask if you draw one with Edric tickling Hunter please it was just a thought I had I recently got into the two interacting and thought it would be cute

Edric did say he thought he could take him, I bet he didn't think it'd be this easy lmao

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

#thanks for the ask! #answered asks #my art #my artwork #tickling #tickle #tickle art #tickles #my art stuff #lee!hunter #ticklish!hunter #ler!edric #owl house spoilers #owl house tickles

[myreygn]

tkltober day 15: Tickle Fight

The Owl House - switch!Edric, switch!Emira

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This was probably a stupid idea. But now he had set his mind on it, and besides, he’d been itching all day to cause some mischief. And if the mischief was gonna get him his sister’s funny snort laugh, great! (And if it was gonna backfire on him, even better.)

Years of messing around with Emira had taught him the best method for a mission like this: the surprise effect. Using the same strategy too many times would immediately set her off, she was too smart not to notice that. No, you had to keep her on her toes, make it impossible for her to know what was gonna happen next. Today’s foolproof method: creating a bunch of illusions of himself, then join them in their fierce battle cry and charge at her like an absolute maniac.

Edric grinned to himself when he saw Emira’s eyes flicker around in bewilderment, trying to figure out which of her attackers was her actual brother. Works every time.

“EHEHEHEDRIC!”

“Boo!” He laughed alongside her, drilling his fingers into her hips. “Gotcha good, huh?”

“AEHEHEHE- EHEHEDRIC, WHYEHEHEHE?!”

“No reason.” Merciful as he was, he moved his hands up to her sides - she should get a chance to fight back after all. “I just wanted to heeeeeear- this!”

A snort slipped out of Emira’s mouth and she brought a hand up to cover her mouth, frantically grabbing his wrist with the other. “Yohohohou- *snort* dhahah- dohohon’t!”

“Why should I?” Edric smirked and squeezed her sides once more, drawing another snort out of her. “What are you gonna do, stop me?” With a single finger he poked her ribs and Emira spasmed in his hold.

“AIE- thahahat’s ihihit!”

Determined, she dug into his armpits and even though the merciless attack nearly made him drop to the ground on the spot, he kept his hands latched to her waist. “Ghahaha, Emirahahahaha! Nahahahat thehehehere!”

“Ohoho, buhut yohou cohould tihihickle my hihips noho- nahahaha!”

Edric squealed and pressed his arms to his side, his knees buckling a little when she pressed her fingers into that cruel spot just above his ribs. “YOHOHOU AHAHAHARE SOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!”

Emira grinned and pushed him back against the wall, not slowing down her tickling one bit. “Oh come on, you knew this would happen.”

“IHI DIHIHIHIDN’T!”

“Yes, you did. Next time you want me to tickle you, just say so.”

Edric felt a blush creeping onto his face and he squeezed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t have to see her awfully smug face anymore. “IHIHIT’S NOHOT LIKE THAHAHAT!” It was exactly like that and they both knew it, but that didn’t mean he had to admit it, did it now?

“Oh, it’s not? Then what is it, dear brother?”

Instead of an answer, he summoned all of his self control to reach out and prod her hips. The force with which she toppled over sent both of them tumbling to the ground and he caught his sister’s fall, still panting heavily when he looked at her. “You good?”

“Yeah yeah.” Emira sat up with a grunt and grinned down at him. “You’re an idiot.”

“Maybe I am.” Edric grabbed her shoulder to pull himself up as well, then he stuck his tongue out. “And maybe you were right. I might have wanted this to be the outcome.”

“Yeah, I know.” Emira fondly shook her head and Edric bumped his shoulder into hers.

“I also wanted to hear those ugly snorts though.”

“Watch it, doofus.”

#rey writes #augtickletober2023 #tickletober #tkltober #the owl house #toh #edric blight #emira blight #blight twins #ler!edric #ler!emira #lee!edric #lee!emira #ticklish!edric #ticklish!emira

[gh0--st]

Should you try one about Amity’s siblings tickling her?

Took me a bit to figure out what I was gonna do for this, but I finally got an idea.

Temper

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Summary: After an argument with her mother, Amity starts getting short-tempered, so the twins help her calm down.

Lee: Amity

Ler(s): Edric and Emira

This is a tickle fic. If you're not into that kind of stuff, please leave.

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It was a loud day at the Blight Manor. Odalia was constantly commenting on everything Amity did, always starting some kimd of argument between them.

Edric and Emira didn't care at first, but it started to get tiring listening to them, and they knew Amity was getting tired of it too.

The purple haired witch looked like she was about to blow a fuse. Odalia had called Amity into her room for something while the twins sat on the couch.

They could hear yelling coming from their mothers room, followed by a loud slam as Amity burst out the doors.

They turned to look at her. "Hey, Mittens-" Edric started, but was quickly cut off by Amity, "What do you want?" She snapped, her eyes blazing with anger.

The twins seemed taken aback by her reaction, "Are you okay?" Emira asked. Amity rolled her eyes, "Oh, yes, everything is just perfect!" She spat, storming off to her room.

The twins gave each other a concerned glance before following after Amity. They stopped at her door, hesistating before Emira opening it.

Amity was sitting on her bed, messing with her hair. She had kicked her trashcan over and threw papers on her desk onto the floor.

Emira opened the door a bit wider, catching Amity's attention, "Get out." She muttered. They stepped into her room, "We just want to see how you're doing." Edric said.

Amity sighed, looking away from them as they stepped closer to her bed. They propped themselves onto her bed, Emira sitting on the left and Edric sitting on the right, leaving Amity in between them.

Emira scooted a bit closer to her, smiling as Amity leaned on her shoulder. "What did mom need now?" Edric asked.

Amity bit her lip, "She claimed my choice in friends was embarrassing her and ruining her reputation. But it doesn't even make sense! Luz and them haven't done anything to her!" She spat, her eyes glowing with anger.

Emira frowned, "Just calm down. It'll be okay." She said. "Will it?" She glared at Emira before looking away and relaxing again.

Edric glanced at his little sister before at Emira. Emira met his glance, shrugging at him.

He looked away for a second, thinking before glancing back at Emira, his eyes bright. He pointed at Amity before wiggling his fingers at Emira.

She blinked in confusion before eventually catching on, her eyes bright as she nodded. They both looked back down at Amity.

"Are you still mad?" Edric asked. Amity just stared at the wall, "Yes." She muttered, her gaze cold.

"Huh, too bad. Welp, I guess we gotta make you feel better!" Emira said. Amity looked up, confused before squeaking as Emira squeezed her sides.

She bit her lip, scooting away from Emira. She froze as she felt herself bump into something. Edric grinned, grabbing her and poking her ribs.

Amity bit down harder on her lip, her face going bright red. Emira chuckled as she scooted closer.

Amity tried to squirm away, but Edric held her still. "Y'know, Mittens, you really need to laugh more." Emira said, scribbling her fingers over her belly and squeezing her sides while Edric squeezed her ribs.

Amity shook her head, "Noho- ihi DohOHNT!" She said, suddenly squealing as she felt Edric do a raspberry on her ear.

"AHANOHO!" She tried to shove him away, only pushing herself closer to Emira, who grinned and squeezed her ribs.

"QuiHit iIhit!" She said, trying to squirm away. She felt Edric squeeze her sides from behind her, getting another squeak out of her before bursting into more giggles.

The twins just cooed at her, causing her face to get redder as she got all flustered. Edric hummed, "I dont think this is enough. She's giggly, but she still looks mad." He said.

Emira grinned, "Guess we'll just have to take it up a notch!" She said. Confusion hung in Amity's eyes before she squeaked as Emira exposed her belly.

"Wait! Yohou dont have to do that!" She said, chucking nervously. Emira shrugged, "I dont have to, but I want to!" She said, taking in a breath and blowing a raspberry onto Amity's stomach.

Amity squealed, bursting into loud, snorty giggles. "NOHoHO!*snort* CUHuHut Ihit OHOOUT!" She tried to cast a spell, but she could hardly focus on anything.

"IHim GohONHAHA-!" She burst into another fit of squeals as Edric blew a raspberry on her ear.

"You're gonna what?" He said, raising an eyebrow, "We can't understand you if you keep giggling!" He teased.

They both chuckled as Amitys face got redder. She kicked her legs around, but it was no use.

Emira grinned at her, "Okay, there's just one more thing we want to do." She said, winking at Edric.

Amity tried to catch her breath, about to ask her what she meant before squeaking as she felt Edric lift her arms above her head, holding them still.

Amity froze, "No! We can talk about this, right?" She asked, a nervous grin on her face. Emira shrugged, simply placing her fingers on Amity's underarms.

She purposely twitched her fingers, elicting small giggles from Amity. "We could talk about it, but you'd probably go back to being grumpy, and we can't have that!" She said.

Without warning, she dug her fingers into Amitys underarms, scratching and scribbling her fingers around.

Amity immediately burst into very loud, snorty, and hiccupy giggles, desperately trying to squirm away.

"Whats the matter? Can't handle it?" Emira teased. Amity didn't respond, just looking away, her face a deep red.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes, and soon, the twins realized they needed to stop. Emira lifted her hands, and Edric let her arms go.

Amity immediately hugged herself, still giggling as she caught her breath. The twins just smiled and snuggled beside her.

To their surprise, she didn't try and push them away. She leaned into them, closing her eyes, her face still red.

"You feeling better now?" Edric asked. Amity nodded, "Yeheah, thanks you two." She said, snuggling closer to them.

"Good. Just know, next time you're upset, we'll have to do it again!" Emira said, giving Amity a poke.

Amity let out more giggles at the poke, squirming a bit. "Are you sensitive now?" She teased.

Amity rolled her eyes, "Shut up." She muttered, but she had a grin on her face. They all three sat in silence, enjoying eachothers presence.

It was quiet and calm. Amity loved when things were like this, if helped her relax. Surprisingly, her siblings were helping her feel better, too.

Amity glanced at them and realized they were both asleep. She smiled and just leaned back, closing her eyes.

Sometimes, she wondered where she'd be without these two amazing idiots.

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#the owl house #the owl house tickle #amity blight #lee amity #emira blight #edric blight #emira and edric #ler emira #ler edric

[beetleisblue]

Tickle Monster

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Well, here goes my first attempt at a posted the owl house fic-

Summary: Amity overworks herself and gets into a grumpy mood, but her girlfriend knows what to do to get her

out of her head >:]

Characters: lee!amity ler!Luz

Warnings: this is a sfw tickle fic! If that’s something you don’t vibe with, you’re free to not read! :]

Everyone that WANTS to read here?

Okay! On with the show!

It wasn’t unlike amity Blight to overwork herself.

It was quite the regularity, actually.

And usually, her brother and sister could always found some way to distract her with their silly antics.

Not this time, though.

No prank, joke, or ruffling of her purple hair could make her crack a single smile.

How come? She couldn’t tell you. It was one of those days where she just sat at her desk and studied for no reason other than fear.

Fear for being anything less than perfection personified.

She had to, for her mother.

But what’s worse? She wasn’t even absorbing information. She was quite literally just staring at paragraphs with dreary eyes.

“Ugh.”

She smacked her head into the textbook.

There was a knock at the door.

She grumbled off to go open it.

“Titan, can’t I just be left alone?”

She mumbled to herself as she creaked the door open.

“Oh! Luz..”

Amity cocked her head to the side.

“What’s up?”

The beaming human looked up at her witch girlfriend.

“Two little birdies told me you needed some cheering up!”

She gave the witch cheesy finger guns.

Amity looked away, but still opened the door enough for Luz to walk in.

Edric and Emira. They had just to say something.

“So.. mind telling me why you’re so grumpy, hermosa?” Luz asked, a hint of playfulness in her question. It wasn’t to downplay her girlfriend’s emotions, but she found this tone always got her girl to giggle.

But again, not this time. Not even a smile.

This caused Luz to frown slightly out of worry.

“Amity.. what’s wrong?”

Amity just sighed.

“I.. dunno. Everything’s too this, but it’s also too that, and I can’t study because I can’t concentrate, and.. and..”

She stopped, tears welling up in her eyes and threatening to trickle down her face.

“And I don’t know what to do..”

The tears were pouring down her cheeks big time now, and Amity’s face was red out of embarrassment from crying.

Luz pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back and comforting her with soft nicknames and sweet nothings.

Amity sniffled and closed her eyes, nuzzling into Luz’s shoulder.

This felt so good..

And the witch knew she was starting to feel better..

But there wasn’t a smile on her face yet,

And until there was, Luz wasn’t gonna stop.

Amity sat in the humans lap, looking up at her with sad, tired eyes.

“Cmon, baby, can’t you give me just one little smile..?” Luz whimpered, gently stroking the witch’s cheek.

Amity just looked to the side, shivering slightly from Luz’s tickly touch.

And that gives her girlfriend an idea.

“Ohhh I see.. maybe I can’t cheer you up right now.. but I think I know who can!~”

At first Amity is confused, raising an eyebrow and asking “who?”

Then she sees Luz wiggle her fingers.

“W-Wait! Luz!!”

She tried to get out of her human’s lap, wiggling about in the process.

Luz only smirks.

“Rawr! I’m not Luz! I’m the-“

There was a small squeak from amity as she’s grabbed gently and placed on her back.

“Wah-!

“..tickle monster!! Tickletickletickle~”

She began to swipe and gently dig into Amity’s belly.

“NOHOHO-!”

Aaand just like that, Amitys smile was back on her face,

More than that though, cute little giggles poured out along with it.

“L-LUHUHUZ!”

“I tooooold you silly, I’m not Luz! I’m the tickle monster!! And I’m gonna get you here,”

She poked a random spot on Amitys belly.

“..and there!”

Another squeeze.

“And EVERYWHERE!!”

Using both of her hands, she dug her thumbs into the purple haired witch’s sides, earning a squeal to escape from the girl’s lips.

Luz even began to chuckle herself, seeing her awesome girlfriend all smiley and giggly again..

And watching that sad look melt away, leaving only a sweet curve that met the lips of someone she loved so, so much..

Titan, now she was smiling like a dope.

After A few minutes more of tickled-induced giggles, Amity found she wasn’t so sad anymore.

She was still tired.

Titan, was she tired.

But upset? No.

She curled up onto Luz’s chest, whom of which was smirking contently.

Amity was all better now, and it was all thanks to the tickle monster.

#lumity #sfw tickling community #lee!amity #the owl house tickle #tickle fluff

[koala-fluff]

Hiii ko! i was wondering if u could do a toh tkl fic and the ship be either willow x hunter or edric x hunter if u ship them?

I shall write a Hunter X Willow fic, my friend! Do you have preferences on lee or ler?

Have a gloriously day/night!

#ko answers

[ticklishbeans4]

Any blight sibling Lee/ler hcs?

Hi! Sorry this took so long to answer! I can’t say I have a ton of head canons about the Blight siblings, I never paid that much attention to them tbh. But I’ll do my best!

Emira:

Ler-

~She’s a gentle but evil ler, she uses teasing, tickle talk, and any other move she can to get into her lee’s head and fluster them horribly.

~She’s merciless, but prefers softer tickles as apposed to hard tickles.

~It’s rare she engages in tickle fights, but she’s tough so she’ll play the long game, tiring the lee out till she can strike.

Lee-

~She’s not a big lee, but usually unpredictable tickles get her pretty bad. The type that jump around and leave her guessing as to where is gonna be struck next.

~Teasing doesn’t really work on her, but compliments sure do!

~Her worst spots are her knees, neck, and underarms. Those are near guaranteed spots for giggles.

Edric:

Ler-

~Not a big ler, but when he is he definitely uses his illusions to help him out.

~He’s so goofy when he’s tickling someone, lots of jokes and puns and silly baby talk to make a lee laugh even harder.

~He’s definitely the type to use raspberries and nibbles on a lee, 100%.

Lee-

~Definitely a big lee, he loves being tickled. He thinks it’s so fun and so silly.

~Worst spots are his belly, his feet, and his neck. He’ll usually just let people tickle him, not even try to fight back.

~He’s a wiggly giggly guy, he can’t help it! A ler would definitely have to hold him down or something if they wanted to wreck him properly.

Amity:

Ler:

~50/50 on lee or ler, it depends on her mood and who she’s with.

~She 100% uses her abominations to tickle her lee. She’ll just be chillin and sipping on tea while her lee is dying via tickles.

~She does like tickle fights with the right people, but it’s difficult to find people she trusts enough to engage in them with.

Lee:

~She’s got the cutest giggly high pitched laugh that’s just so contagious to anyone who’s listening.

~Her worst spots are her hips, feet, belly, and neck. All the Blight kids have ticklish necks (I headcanon that they get it from Alador uwu)

~She does really enjoy getting tickled, but for a long time she only trusted Ed or Em to tickle her. Luckly, now she’s got a bunch of people she can just flop over and receive tickles from! :D

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#toh tickles #toh tickling #toh tickle #toh tickle headcanons #amity blight #Edric Blight #Emira Blight #Tickling #tickle #tickles

[veryblushyswitch]

✨The Owl House Fics✨

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Switches Hunter & Edric

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Lee Hunter ~ Ler Flapjack

#the owl house #the owl house tickle #the owl house tickle fic #the owl house tickle masterpost #the owl hose tickle masterlist #cartoon #cartoon tickle #cartoon tickle fic #cartoon tickle masterpost #cartoon tickle masterlist

[mythica0]

Emira & Edric lers lee Amity

I’m sorry Anon, but I don’t think I. Can do this one…

There’s no prompt to help me out and I don’t really have The twins’ characters down well.

I’m so sorry !

#asks #ParrotAnswers #sorry anon

[kingcedricviii]

god damn right, you should be scared of me who is in control?

𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗏𝗂𝗂𝗂 ; king of france

quick infos

nome: cedric gérard roy beaufay deville bourbon

título: rei cedric viii ;  rei da frança

apelido: Ced, Ger, Dric (família)

idade: 42 anos

origem: frança

astrologia: sol em leão, ascendente em escorpião, lua em sagitário, vênus em libra

altura: 1,85m

fc: joseph morgan

traços positivos: sofisticado, convincente, seguro, confiante, divertido, aventureiro

traços negativos: egocêntrico, presunçoso, egoista, manipulador, folgado, incapaz de fazer qualquer coisa sozinho

biography

Era uma vez um glorioso e poderoso rei… Bom, não vamos nos adiantar, certo?

A casa dos Bourbon reina na França há muitos anos. E desde Cedric I, o lema da dinastia é o significado do nome do próprio rei: derivado do céltico, significa chefe, líder, lorde da guerra, ao mesmo tempo que quer dizer amor, amado. Vindo de uma linhagem de guerreiros e de coração amoroso, Cedric VIII tinha outros planos. Foi feito rei há poucos meses, uma vez que seu pai morreu em batalha. Foi uma surpresa a todos, pela idade jovem do homem, mas ele já estava mais do que pronto para tomar seu lugar para com seu povo.

Sendo o filho mais velho de dois irmãos - dentre os legítimos do rei -, Cedric sempre soube que ele era quem reinaria um dia. E isso trazia muitas vantagens. Andava pelo palácio como se o mundo fosse dele, porque de fato, um dia seria. Tinha todas as mulheres que quisesse, tinha todos os prazeres que quisesse. Era um homem que gostava do poder, da luxúria e de todas as futilidades que mostrassem o quão grande ele era. Queria todos aos seus pés, literalmente. Diferente de seu irmão mais novo - e também da linhagem de seus antecessores - ele não era alguém que planejava reinar pelo amor de seu povo e muito menos que lideraria o exército. Ele seria o rei da França, não precisava disso. O que fez com que seu irmão logo se tornasse responsável por essa parte das obrigações. 

Casou-se aos vinte e cinco anos com uma princesa de outro país. No início era um romance intenso, mas depois? Foi se tornando cada vez mais sem graça. E Cedric era movido pela adrenalina, pelos seus desejos mais íntimos. Era um homem que não media esforços para ter qualquer coisa que quisesse. E foi depois de alguns poucos anos de casado que ele começou a ter amantes - que se tornaram comuns, apesar de frustrantes para a esposa.  Não que ele se importasse muito. 

Quando seu pai, o rei, morreu em combate, ele assumiu em poucos dias, como se estivesse preparado para isso há tempos - e de fato estava. Os rumores corriam: alguns tinham medo de que aquele mandato pudesse ser preocupante para a França. Mas Cedric nunca fora de dar ouvidos às fofocas do castelo, afinal, ele sempre estava envolvido nelas de alguma forma. 

Corrupção. Escuridão. Tentação. Eram sempre as pautas quando Cedric se metia em alguma nova polêmica, mas poderiam culpá-lo? Era seu destino ser o centro do castelo e do poder - e com poder? Muito mais vinha na bagagem.

Enquanto ele tomava conta de todos os assuntos burocráticos que reger um país trazia para si, ele colocava seu irmão mais novo para lidar com o exército - não planejava, de forma alguma, morrer por seu país. Não cometeria a besteira de seus antepassados, ele tinha planos muito maiores e viver no palácio era seu grande contentamento. 

Antes de morrer, seu pai já havia se comprometido com seu grande amigo, rei de Ílea, que iria visitar o país para acompanhar a seleção feita com o seu filho mais velho, futuro rei. Tinha de atender a agenda de seu pai, certo? E, bom, fazer uma visita ao país não faria mal algum. Seria sua primeira aparição em eventos oficiais como novo rei da França. Com sua esposa e seu irmão atrás de si, ele não perdeu a chance de viajar até o local. 

personality ; 

O rei Cedric VIII tinha o mundo aos seus pés e ele sabia muito bem fazer uso disso. Dono de um sorriso conquistador, de trejeitos maliciosos e um tanto quanto manipuladores, ele faz o que bem entende, sempre. Dificilmente escuta os outros, é bastante teimoso. Não é das pessoas mais corajosas do mundo, prefere que os outros façam as coisas perigosas por ele. Apesar disso, é presunçoso e arrogante, em uma briga de egos, ele batalha até não poder mais. Não tem inseguranças explícitas, o homem é bastante seguro de que é capaz de ser e fazer tudo. Persistente - ou irritantemente insistente, como alguns diriam -, Cedric não desiste fácil, até porque, ninguém diz não ao rei. Considera-se o próprio centro do universo e sabendo disso? Todos devem se ajoelhar diante do rei. Vingativo e um tanto quanto rancoroso, o homem tem boa memória e tem uma mente estrategista quando se diz respeito a ferrar com a vida alheia. Em outros quesitos de sua vida, porém, é conhecido por ser o mais impulsivo e inconsequente dos reis de sua linhagem.

headcanons ; 

cedric é extremamente dependente das pessoas que trabalham para si, principalmente de seu assistente pessoal que faz de tudo - desde amarrar seus sapatos, até ler cartas que ele tem preguiça de fazer sozinho.

ele pode não ser corajoso o suficiente para liderar o exército como todos os seus antepassados fizeram, mas ele é muito bom em duelo de espadas e em arco e flecha.

é canhoto.

é muuuuuito vaidoso, passa mais de duas horas por dia se olhando no espelho. é preocupado com sua pele e seu cabelo, sempre faz skin care e hidratações. suas roupas são sempre de última moda e ele é bem excêntrico nesse sentido, gosta de ostentar. cuida muito de seu corpo e treina muito para manter-se gostoso 

tem pavor de pássaros e insetos - qualquer coisa que voa.

seu perfume é meio amadeirado e é bem forte, gosta de ser reconhecido por ele.

toca piano e violino muito bem. o violino foi por obrigação mas o piano é realmente uma paixão. 

whiskey com duas pedras de gelo é sua bebida preferida. 

fez aulas de dança por boa parte da vida, é um incrível parceiro para valsa.

adora viajar e ainda não conhece todo o mundo - apesar de ser uma de suas grandes vontades. 

abafa todas as possíveis polêmicas de jornais pagando os jornalistas. na frança, a maioria das empresas de revistas e noticiarios são pagas mensalmente para manterem a imagem do rei cedric.

no fundo, tem medo de ser um rei de merda.

connections ; 

muse a é alguém que sabe tudo sobre cedric - é realmente umx grande fã e toda vez que o vê fica tendo mini surtos de emoção por finalmente conhecê-lo.

muse b é alguém que sabe dos boatos sobre cedric ser um péssimo rei: tanto por trair a mulher, tanto por não seguir a tradição dos bourbon e ser lider do exército, tanto por colocar várias das relações com países em perigo: e por isso muse b acha que pode falar o que bem entende para cedric - o que deixa ele puto

muse c é uma amante de longa data de cedric. tem algum envolvimento além do carnal, já que ele sempre corre para ela quando quer e trocam muitas conversas minimamente profundas. não que ele tenha intenção de assumi-la algo.

muse d foi a primeira experiência de envolvimento sexual de cedric com um homem. pode ser algo recente ou que ainda vai acontecer, mas ele vai ficar um tempo processando e achando bem interessante

muse e é da realeza de algum país que o antigo rei (pai de cedric) tinha boas relações: por isso, cedric mantém a relação tranquila com o país e com muse (pode ser só aparências ou podem realmente se dar bem)

muse f é da realeza de algum país que o antigo rei (pai de cedric) tinha más relações: por isso cedric mantém a relação conflituosa/distante com o país e com muse (pode ter alguma treta pessoal ou não no meio)

#𝑙𝑎 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑐'𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑖 ( 𝟎𝟎𝟑 ) development.

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Multiversal fusion: incorrect quotes(Christmas special: part 1)

S.A.M, to The Survivor's Rebellion: Happy Christmas..!

S.A.M, appearing behind a surprised Lilith: It's chribmus!!

S.A.M, somehow at The Defectors camp: Merry christ-ler!

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Beta! Gus, while staring at a bunch of unwrapped gifts near wrapping paper: Okay, you can do this! *3 minutes later*

Beta! Willow, after putting away her scroll and finding Gus in an "awkward" situation: Dude, you okay...?

Beta! Gus, while trapped in the wrapping paper, turning "him" into a present: CALL 911-!!!

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Zero, with most of the Erous family at the Christmas tree: Ross, It's Christmas!!

Ross, after getting up from bed: CHRISTMAS!!! *He got a football helmet and charged into the door, effectively breaking through it. Then he proceeded to slide down the stairs* I'M COMING SANTA!!!

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*Everyone from The Defectors group and The Survivor's Rebellion were attempting to take a Christmas photo, but it was taking forever*

Beta! Warden Wrath, and Hank J. Wimbleton: JUST TAKE THE PICTURE!!

Creepy Luz, and Beta! Luz: WHERE ARE WE LOOKING?!?!?!? *the picture of everyone screaming was taken, under the photo, it said "Happy holidays" in festive colors*

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Beta! Edric, preparing to drive out to get the Christmas presents: Toss me my keys! *A tree was thrown at him, he crawled out of it* I said my keys!!

Beta! Emira, with a smug look: I thought you said "Christmas Tree"~?

Beta! Edric: WHY THE FUCK WOULD I SAY CHRISTMAS TREE?!?

(Happy early holidays, everyone!! More will come soon!!)

#Omegaverse #S.A.M #The Survivor's Rebellion #Zero Erous #Ross Erous #The Erous Family #The Defectors #the owl house #lilith clawthorne #toh au #toh beta #beta gus #beta willow #Beta warden wrath #beta edric #beta emira #beta luz #creepy luz #Madness Combat #Hank J. Wimbleton

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Hi!

Can I put in a request for lee! Alador and lers! Ed, Em, and Amity? That guy needs a laugh🥺. Basically, Ed and Em are busy tickling him because those two totally would. Alador thinks that hope is to come when he sees Amity passing by. But no, being Luz's girlfriend and specializing in abominations, Amity ends up tickling him too.

Feel free to decline!

I LOVE where your mind is, Anon! This is just- adorably tooth-rotting. I had a lot of fun writing this, definitely a mood booster. And, I know, two fics in one week! I smell progress! Thank you for requesting, and Enjoy!

Lee: Alador

Lers: Edric, Emira and Amity

Summary: Alador is moping about his workshop, tired and burnt out. Lucky for him, his children have a fun way of boosting his mood.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Alador was done, to say the least. The week wasn't going how he thought it would.

His latest design for one of his abometons was apparently very flawed, his tired mind making more than a few mistakes. The thing practically melted when he tried to use it.

That design had been giving him hell. He had tried tweaking it, using stronger magic, different metals, even asking Amity to assist him. Odalia had been riding him on the deadline, stressing him out and making everything worse. He was burnt out and so, *so* very tired.

He let his head slam on the desk, just hard enough to make a loud "thunk" noise. Edric and Emira, who were creeping nearby, quickly rushed in when they heard the it. Seeing their dad slumped at the desk, tired and frustrated, flipped their "playful comfort" switches on overdrive.

"Hey dad, you alive?" Emira walked over to the desk, her brother right behind her. He grunted, giving her a weak thumbs-up. Yeah right...

"C'mon, don't lie." She gently poked at his side, trying to get his attention. He huffed, swatting at her hands without sitting up. This sparked an idea in the twins, the same idea popping into both of their heads.

Edric smirked and placed a hand near his dad's ribs. Emira patted his knees. Chuckling, they nodded to eachother before beginning their attack. Edric poked and scratched at Alador's ribs while Emira went for his knees.

The inventor snorted, jolting and trying to shove at his kid's hands. He was tired, his squirming weak and slow. It was a matter of seconds before he broke, his laughter loud and deep.

"HEHEHEY! KIHIDS- QUIHIT IT!" The twins chuckled, happy to hear their father laugh. He rarely lets himself go, always stressed and serious. Em scribbled under his knees, close to giggling herself. His laugh is contagious. "Nah, I don't think we will."

He kicked out, grabbing her wrist. He didn't really try to push her away, just laughing. Edric, not wanting to be outdone, pressed his knuckles into Alador's ribcage. The man squealed, both of his worst spots too much to handle. His laughter was loud and frantic.

Emira laughed, moving her hands to his belly. "C'mon, Ed. Don't wanna kill him, we'd be stuck with mom." Edric smiled as he switched to scribbling on his dad's back. Alador's loud laughter calmed to bubbly, sweet giggles.

"Ehehedric! Emiraha! Gehet off!" He squirmed, his efforts to escape useless. If he managed to stop one twin, the other would poke his bad spot and send him back to square one. He didn't really mind the tickling, but he couldn't just let them do whatever they wanted. That spelled disaster waiting to happen.

Meanwhile, Amity slowly crept down the stairs, an abomination poised and ready for attack. She had heard the commotion and assumed the worst. You can imagine her surprise when she rounded the corner. The twins tickling her dad silly wasn't what she expected.

Emira was the first to notice her, nodding her head so her hands could stay busy. "Hey mittens! Dad here was just telling us about how sad he was. We're helping him let loose. Wanna join?"

Looking over at Amity, Alador felt some hope for escape. "Ahamity! Hehehelp!" Surely his no-nonsense daughter would stop this, right? That hope died when he saw the playful smile on her face. The same one she gets whenever Luz is trying to provoke her. He was *screwed*.

The twins snickered when Amity joined them, making room for their sister. Her dad needed to laugh, and this was always fun with Luz. She fluttered her fingers against his neck, occasionally scratching the shell of his ear.

Alador's giggling doubled, small squeaks and hiccups joining the sound. His face turned a deep red as he squirmed and pushed at their hands. Three on one wasn't exactly fair, making it near impossible for him to get them all off. They poked and scribbled, pulling squeaky giggle after squeaky giggle from their father.

"Kihihids! Ihi- *hic* Quihit!" At this point, he had practically gone limp, weakly batting at Emira's hands on his belly. He was tired, and the lighter tickling wasn't all that bad. It was a nice distraction from his work, and was honestly helping to ease some of his tension.

The Blight children smiled, continuing their father's "torment." His light, bubbly giggling was the only thing they rated to hear in that moment. Alador was always way too stressed out. It was nice for them to see him so happy and care-free.

Eventually, he reached his limit, tapping his older daughter's shoulder in surrender. She stopped, nudging Amity and Edric to do the same. Ed ran off to get some water while Amity set up the couch in his workshop.

Emira wheeled his chair over to the couch, helping him sit down. Alador let himself go limp on the soft cushions, giggly softly as he caught his breath. Ed came back with the water, which Alador quickly gulped down. "Thahank you..."

Ed, Em and Amity could tell their dad wasn't gonna last much longer. He needed a nap, and they'd done a good job of tiring him out enough to get one. His kids sat down beside him, Amity to his left and the twins on his right.

The added warmth and softness of the couch paired just right with Alador's exhaustion, quickly leading him into a peaceful sleep. True, he would have to get back to work later, and Odalia wouldn't be happy he put it off. But he doesn't really care. In that moment, him and his kids were happy. In his eyes, that's all that matters.

#toh tickle #lee!alador #ler!amity #ler!emira #ler!edric #ticklish!alador #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle #the owl house tickle #the owl house #toh #toh amity #toh edric #toh emira #toh alador #tickle fluff

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for tickletober could u do 21 with lee Amity and ler Emira/Edric? and hope u have a wonderful day/night thanks :D

Sure! I've never written for Emira and Edric, so I'm sorry if they seem off. I saw that you had another request for the same thing, so I figured I knock em both out with this! Hope you enjoy!

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Lee: Amity

Lers: Edric, Emira

Summary: Amity won't get up, and the twins decide to have some fun at her expense.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

It was getting closer to 10, and the twins still hadn't seen Amity. They were kinda worried. She tended to get up by, at the latest, 7:30. After ten minutes, they called it and went to check on her.

Looking into their sister's room, they can see a lump in a mountain of blankets. Clothes were tossed in the corner, books were out of place, and some abomination goo was splattered on the wall.

It was weirder than weird. She was normally so organized, and her room looked like this? They went to her bed, pulling off the layers of blankets. Amity had her little message thingy near her head. She was using a school book ad a pillow, the page turned to Boiling Isles History. It looked like she stayed up studying, her room becoming a war zone in the process.

"Man, looks like Mittens crammed last night." It was Saturday, but studying wasn't a bad idea. Definitely not to this extent though. "Let's get her up."

They tried shaking her, but were only met with a grunt. Flicking her forehead didn't work either. Edric sighed. "Welp, I'm outta ideas. Wanna try water ballons?" Emira shook her head. "Nah, we'd get killed. Needs to be nice-ish and not destroy stuff. Got anything better?"

They spent at least two minutes going through methods, but none of them would do. They would either tick her off or make a mess, and they'd rather not be on their mom's bad side.

"Ooh, what about a air horn?" She laughed. "Are you kidding? That would get everyone on us. We'd have to help with production for a month! What's worked before?" He thought back to when Amity was younger.

"Hey, remember that time she had her first final exam, and we had to tickle her awake?" Emira's eyes lit up. "Oh yeah! That'll definitely work! And she probably won't kill us!" They were practically yelling. Fortunately for them, their sister was back asleep, tuning them out.

The twins pulled back her covers again, the same groan coming from the lavender haired witch. Only this time, they didn't say anything. Right as she was about to open her eyes, she felt fingers scratching at her sides. Too groggy ti think straight, she let a stream of breathy giggles flow from her mouth.

"Ehehehehehe! Guhuhuhuys! Nohohohoho!" She slapped clumsily at their hands, only causing them to laugh with her. "Hehey Mittens! Welcome to the living!" She squealed. "Eeek! Shuhuhut it!"

They cooed. "Awwwe! You squeal when we tease you? That's adorable!" Much more awake now, Amity started to actually fight back. She scooted away, shoving at their hands. "Stohohop ihit, you jeherks!"

Bringing out his inner drama-kingness, Edric gasped, falling back a bit. "Jerks! Oh, the betrayal! I can feel my heart shattering!" Emira just hopped up on the bed, causing her sis to squeak and shuff back more. "Well, if we're jerks, we'd better start to act like 'em. Wouldn't wanna disappoint ya!"

She lunged forward, shoving her hands into the young witch's armpits. She yelped, then dissolved into high-pitched cackles. "NAHAHAHOHO!" EHEHEHE- EHEHEHMIHIRAHA!" She thrashed around, trying to escape the feeling of those torturous fingers against her pits. She only managed to get them wedged in tighter.

"Okay, Em. As cute as this is, we should stop. Don't wanna kill our baby sis!" She sighed. "Fiiiine. You're lucky Ed's making me go easy on you, Mittens." She slowed to a stop, trailing her fingers down Amity's sides one more time.

They both took a step back to admire there work.  Amity had her tomato-face blush going, and occasional giggles peppered her breathing. She was definitely awake now, smiling and giddy. For one final touch, they both sucked in some air and shouted,

"Good morning sleepy head!"

#blight siblings #lee!amity #ler!edric #ler!emira #ler!blight twins #owl house #the owl house tickle #amity blight #edric blight #emira blight #tickle fic #tickle #sfw tickling community #augtickletober2022 #toh amity #toh edric #toh emira #21

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Tickletober list (platonic of course) what if it’s just Emira and Amity bonding this time? it could be either way, (forgot the numbers) :( revenge, or punishment, but Em wants to finish what she started! recommend Amity/lee Emira/big ler maybe Edric could peek in at the end ? I say whatever ya like.

Yeah! I got a bit confused, but I think got it figured out pretty well. Hope you like it!

Lee: Amity

Ler: Emira, brief Edric

Summary: Amity and Emira find themselves alone, and Em thinks it's the perfect time to finish what she started, with a pinch of Ed at the end.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

It was quite inside the Blight home, which was a rare occasion. Typically the twins were doing something, the factory was running, or people were just being loud. Today, the wind was the loudest thing they'd heard.

Amity and Emira were in the living room, Ed out on errands, parents doing whatever. Amity was talking with Luz through her Tomagochi, and Emira was just bored. Without Ed, she couldn't get up to half the fun trouble they caused. The silence was almost suffocating, she needed something  to do.

Suddenly, a memory popped into her head. Last week, when Amity tried cramming, they had woken her up in a very fun way. An entertaining way. She hadn't gotten to finish, so tying up loose ends was a bonus.

"Hey Mittens, you remember when you crammed a week or two ago?" She snapped her head up at the noise, apparent even from across the room. "Yeah, kinda. I was really tired, so I don't remember much." Perfect

"Oh, well, I do. I remember that you were tired, and needed to get up. We helped. Pretty funny, wasn't it?" Emira could see the recognition on her face as she remembered, a small blush creeping at her cheeks.

"So you do. It was pretty fun, wasn't it? Being all happy and loud, not a care in the world." Her blush growing, Amity looked away, huffing a flustered "shush". Em smirked, her plan working. One more step.

"Maybe you'd enjoy it, right now?" Amity was out of the room before she could finish. Smirking, Emira got up and chased after her, expecting the chase. She didn't get to last time, so might as well squeeze one in.

She was faster than Amity, so it only lasted about a minute. She was pinned on the couch, squirming and kicking under her sister. It was useless, but she still tried, adrenaline kicking in.

"Get off! Emira!" She tried to sound intimidating, but the smile on her face and quiver in her voice ruined it. "Nah, I don't think I will." She scribbled across Amity's belly, getting everywhere she could as fast as possible. Amity tried to stay stoic, holding in her laugh.

That didn't last long.

"PFFFT- NAHAHAHA! EHEHEMIRAHAHA!" She pushed at her arms, squirming around and kicking out. "GEHEHET OHOHOHOFF!" Em just shook her head, sighing.

"I thought you'd last longer. Your belly isn't even your worst spot. It's gonna get soooo  much when I get to your armpits." Amity squealed, tugging on her hands. "PLEAHAHAHASE! EHEHEHEHEM!"

"Fine. I'll move, but I'm doing your armpits before I'm done." She didn't stop, just moved her hands up to her neck. Amity scrunched up her shoulders, batting at the fluttering hands. "Ihihihihi *snort* ihihihit tihickles!"

Emira smiled. "There's the giggle-snorts! I was wondering when they'd show up. So cute!" The teases melted her brain, her thoughts flowing out as soon as they formed. "*snort* ehehehehe! Youhuhuhu- nehehehe!"

"Huh, speechless! I've done the impossible; Amity Blight has no sarcastic remarks! Titan, it's a miracle!" Amity could only lay there, giggling her head off. It felt as good as it did torturous.

Suddenly, the front door popped open. "Hey guys, I'm ba- woah! What happened here?" Eric walked I the living room, seeing the giggly, flustered Amity beneath Emira on the couch. "Hey Ed. Just tying up some loose ends. Wanna help?"

He was torn. On one hand, he could see that Amity was tired, and probably didn't even do anything to deserve this. On the other hand, she enjoyed it, and it was always fun seeing her laugh. He ended up choosing the other hand. "Eh, why not. Mittens needs to smile more anyways."

Betrayed, Amity tried to scowl, but failed miserably. She tried to think up an insult, but hands on her ears killed any thought in her brain. "AAHahahaha! Ehehehed, Ehehem, no!"

One pair of hands stayed on her neck, swiping and scratching. The other was on her ears, messing with the tips and scriting at the shell. If she stopped one pair, the other just switched, one hand on each spot. She couldn't win.

This went on for a little while, the constant cycle of ticklish scratches and swipes, before they gave her a break. She sucked in air, still giggling off the previous attack. "Youhu guys suhuhuck!"  Emira laughed. "We're not done yet. This is the intermission. I remember promising you one more spot."

She tried to escape, pulling on her legs, but both twins grabbed her. Ed got her arms above her head, and Em sat on her legs. She rested her hands on Amity's pits, letting the anticipation build. She was already giggling. "Guhuhuys! Let go! Cohome on,, this ihisn't fair!"

Emira drummed her fingers, drawing more giggles from Amity. "I'd say it's pretty fair. I didn't get to finish last time, so I'm doing it now!" Figuring she'd waited long enough, Em dug into her sister's armpits, ruthlessly scratching and pinching the sensitive skin. Amity lost it.

"GAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHA!" The feeling drove her insane, spreading throughout her torso. The only thought in her head was 'oh Titan it tickles so bad!'  She thrashed and tugged, using all ther energy trying to escape. It didn't do anything, for the twins were holding on tight, getting the most out of this last spot.

Eventually, her cackling turned silent, save for a few gasps of breath. The twins stopped, letting her go and climbing off the couch. She didn't move for a second, utterly exhausted. She giggled to herself, sucking in air and regaining her energy.

After she didn't move for a minute, they went over to her. She was asleep, knocked out from the tickling. A smile and blush were still on her face, looking relaxed and happy. All in all, a pretty good day for the Blight siblings.

#owl house #lee!amity #ler!amira #ler!edric #the owl house tickle #ticklish!amity #toh tickle #toh emira #toh edric #toh amity #toh fic #sfw tickling community #tickle fic #tickle #augtickletober2022 #tickletober2022 #tickletober #amity blight #emira blight #edric blight

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Comfort 2

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Summary: After kissing Luz on the cheek, Amity is panicking. The twins try and help her calm down.

Lee: Amity

Ler(s): Edric and Emira

This is a tickle fic, if youre not into that kind of stuff, please dont read this.

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Amitys face burned as she quickly stepped inside the manor. She could hardly believe what she had done. She had just kissed Luz, the girl she liked ever since they talked on the knee.

Her heart was racing. She tightened her grip around her broken card when she heard Edric and Emira coming down the stairs.

They ran up to her. "Amity, that was great!" Edric cheered, picking up his sister and hugging her.

Emira placed a hand on her shoulder, "Yeah, Im proud of you, sis." She smiled before noticing Amity staring off in the distance.

"Hey, you okay?" She asked. Amity shook her head, "Huh? Oh- yeah. Im fine." Her voice shook. She walked away and to her room, leaving the twins staring after her.

They shared a concerned glance before following her. They went into her room, finding her staring at her broken library card.

They walked over and sat beside her. "What's wrong?" Edric asked. Amity bit her lip, "I shouldn't have done it." She said, letting her card fall on the bed.

"Why not? Dont you like her?" Emira said. Amity sniffled, nodding her head, "But I doubt she liked me back, I was terrible to her! It was stupid." She said, tears dripping down her face.

The twins frowned, both of them pulling her into a hug. "She's gonna hate me." Amity muttered, letting out a shaky breath.

"No, she won't." Emira said before softly smiling, "Did you know that when we were in the library, we caught her staring at you, and she looked pretty nervous to be caught." She said.

Amity looked up at her, "Really?" She asked. Edric nodded, "Her face got red like yours when yall were talking to each other too!" He added.

Amity blinked before smiling, "That's.. nice." She said, suddenly feeling a bit hopeful. They both smiled, but they could tell she was still feeling sad.

They looked at each other, knowing what they had to do. They pulled her back into a hug, earning a small squeak of surprise.

"What are you-" Amity started but immediately got cut off by a squeak as she felt Edric squeeze her sides.

She tried to squirm away, but they held her still. "Guys- noho!" She said, giggling a bit as Emira poked her ribs.

"Sorry, mittens, but we told you what we had to do if you were upset!" Edric said. Emira nodded, "And you're sad now, so now we gotta do this!" She said, lifting her hands and gently brushing her fingers over the shell of Amitys ears.

Edric poked at her sides and ribs, scribbling his fingers over her belly every now and then. "GUhuhuYs Noho!" She whined, trying to squirm away from them.

They didn't respond, just grinning at their sister. Emira moved her hands and managed to get them into her underarms.

Amity immediately burst into snorts. She forced her arms to her sides. "You know you just trapoed my hands, right?" Emira said, raising an eyebrow.

"SHuhUhUt UhuUhp!" Her face was bright red as she kept squirming. Edric looked up at Emira, pointing towards her ears with a wink.

Emira grinned. She scrabbled her fingers around more as her and Edric took a deep breath.

They both blew a large raspberry on both of her ears, getting a loud squeal from the girl and more high-pitched giggly snorts.

Amity kicked her legs, trying to drag herself away from them. "What's wrong? Can't handle a few raspberries, Mittens?" Emira teased, chuckling as her face got redder.

"SHUHUT UHUP-" She let out another squeal as Emira blew another raspberry on her ear. "You feel better now?" Edric asked.

"YEHES!" She said. "Good!" Emira said, and they both let her go. They gently rubbed her sides, getting rid of the ghost tickles as Amity caught her breath.

They both wrapped their arm around her as she leaned on them. They sat in silence for a bit before Amity finally said something, "So.. do you really think me and Luz could work?" She asked, a blush on her face as she asked the question.

Emira smiled, "Of course! You two would be so cute together!" She said, chuckling as Amitys face got a bit redder.

"Besides, you've got a Blights charm! It'd be surprising if she didn't like you back." Edric said, ruffling her hair.

Amity smiled, "You two suck." She said, her blush getting deeper. "You love us." Emira said.

Amity raised an eyebrow, "Do I?" She said playfully, squeaking as Emira squeezed her sides again, "Ohokay! I do." She giggled.

They both just hugged her. Amity smiled and closed her eyes, drifting to sleep.

Emirs glanced down at the sleeping witch, smiling as she signaled to Edric to get up. Gently, they got up and laid her down, putting the blanket over her before walking to the door, giving one last glance at her before turning the lights off and closing the door.

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#the owl house #the owl house tickle #amity blight #lee amity #ler emira #ler edric #emira and edric #emira blight #edric blight

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What about just individual sister bonding Emira and Amity?

I love writing the Blight siblings sm. And I actually have a good idea for this one!

Brush

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Summary: When Amity gets Emira to brush her hair, things take a fun turn.

Lee: Amity

Ler: Emira

This is a tickle fic, if youre not into that kind of stuff, please dont read this.

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Amity sighed as she stepped out of the bathroom. She had just finished taking a shower and was now holding a brush tightly in her hands.

She was walking to her room before noticing the door to Emira, and Edric's room was open. She walked over, peeking inside.

Emira was sitting on her bed with her scroll. Amity assumed she was scrolling through penstagram. Edric was out doing whatever he was doing. Probably selling illegal fireworks to children. Definitely selling illegal fireworks to children.

Emira looked up as she noticed Amity peeking into the room. She smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Hey, Mittens, do you need something?" She tilted her head at Amity, who nervously walked into the room.

"Uhm.. I know I usually do this myself, but do you think you could maybe..?" Amity trailed off as she lifted the brush so Emira could see it. Emira stared at her before smiling softly and putting her scroll down.

"Sure, Mittens, c'mere." She beckoned Amity over. Amity smiled as she walked over to Emira, crawling into the bed and sitting infront of her while handing her the brush.

Emira took the brush and began to slowly run it through Amitys lilac colored hair. Amity smiled and closed her eyes, feeling relaxed as her older sister brushed her hair.

Emira hummed quietly as she brushed Amitys hair before her knuckles accidentally ran over the shell of Amitys ear, causing Amity to giggle, "Ehem!" Emira chuckled, "Sorry! Sorry." Emira smiled before continuig to brush Amitys hair.

As Amity relaxed again, Emira slowly grew a playful smirk. She ran her fingers over Amitys ear again, causing the girl to giggle more, "Ehehmira! Yohour doing that ohon purpose!" Amity whined while giggling.

Emira gave her an innocent look, "It's an accident! It's hard not to touch your ears while brushing your hair." Emira was just lightly scratching Amitys ears now, causing the witchlet to giggle more and squirm a bit.

"Yohoour nohot eveehen bruhushing my hahair!" Amity kept giggling and tried to squirm away, but Emira quickly grabbed her back.

"Whaddya mean? Im totally brushing your hair!" Emira chuckled as she teased Amity, still scratching the shell of Amitys ears. Amity kept giggling and squirming, snorts bouncing out of her.

"Yohoh*snort*hou lihiar!" Amity squirmed more, but Emira held her tightly. Emira started to speak in a babyish voice to annoy Amity (Amity actually didn't mind, but dont tell), "Aww, what's the matter, baby sister? Too tickly for ya?" Emira moved her hands down to squeeze Amitys sides, causing the girl to squeak in surprise as she giggled more.

When Amity didn't respond, Emira smirked. She wanted to see how flustered she could get Amity. She continued to talk in her babyish voice, "Oh, our poor, poor Mittens! Poor little baby, she just can't handle a few tickles!" Emira had started tickling Amitys stomach now, causing more bubbly and soft giggles to come out of Amity.

Amitys face was growing red, which made Emira chuckle. Emira would dip her finger into Amitys bellybutton every now and then, earning a squeak every time.

Amity kept giggling and squirming in Emiras grip, "Shahauhut uhup!" Emira smirked and kept scribbling her fingers all over Amitys belly, still teasing, "You have such a ticklish tummy, y'know? It's adorable, really." Amitys face was still red as she tried to cover it with her hands, which only make Emira laugh a bit.

"Tickle tickle tickle!" Emira cooed her, causing Amity to get more flustered and red in the face as Emira kept tickling her belly. Emira chuckled, "Okay, sis, I'll just do one more thing." Amity looked up at Emira, tilting her head while still giggling a bit.

Emira took a deep breath before blowing a raspberry on Amitys stomach. Amity squealed, breaking into high-pitched laughs and giggles as she squirmed again, "EEK! BAHAHA- EHEM!" Emira laughed along with Amity before finally stopping her tickly attack.

She rubbed Amitys belly gently to get rid of the ghost tickles while Amity was catching her breath, her red face fading. She giggled a little still, leaning on Emira with a smile, "You're the worst.."

Emira simply just smiled and put an arm around Amity, pulling her little sister close, "Nah. Im the best."

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I FINALLY DID IT. This took longer than it should have, and it's kind of short (I think, idrk how long my fics are normally), so im very sorry about that! Lack of motivation was murdering me. I'm gonna try and post more frequently, but theres no promises since im busy with school and stuff. Theres probably errors, but idk cause im like half asleep and can't see very well :,>

#the owl house #the owl house tickle #amity blight #lee amity #emira blight #ler emira