#ler!kyle

[matchacowbee]

they squishin him

this is based off one of my fics, I’ll link it here <-

Cartman gets tickled by his friends >:3

#south park tickles #tickle art #ler!stan #ler!kyle #ler!kenny #lee!cartman #south park tickle

[goop-gop]

Can you draw lee kenny and ler stan please??

Omg this was so cute to draw 💕

(I added Kyle hope you don’t mind)

Still not rlly sure if i liked the way it turned out but wtvr

Also sorry for being gone for so long, I’ve been struggling with lack of motivation for a while but I think I’m finally getting back into drawing :)

#south park tickles #south park tickle #goop-gop asks #lee!kenny #ler!stan #ler!kyle #still can’t draw hands 👍

[yiplee]

Yes! Please write the Kyle and Stan vs Tweek and Craig fight when you have time! Talk about an epic battle! And seeing Tweek and Craig being tickled to death at the same time would be so cute!

Yes omg

Them rn:

Stan&Kyle vs. Tweek&Craig leeets get it 😍✨

Sorry I’m not getting to the other requests I’m just having writers block with them but this I wanna do. Keep the reqs coming!

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Stan, Kyle, Tweek and Craig were all hanging out at Kyle’s house. They were sat on the couch in front of the TV, arguing over what to watch.

Stan and Kyle wanted to watch Terrance and Phillip, while Craig insisted they watched Red Racer. Tweek thought the idea of choosing a side was too much pressure, so he stuck with Craig’s choice as they were usually a pair with things.

“It’s my house, Craig! I should get to choose what to watch!” Kyle argued, pointing an accusatory finger at his monotone friend.

“You invited us over to watch ‘the greatest show of all time’, I didn’t think you meant the dumbest!” Craig retorted.

“Dude, we all like Terrance and Phillip! You’re the only one who likes Red Racer!” Kyle argued back, getting a scoff and eyeroll from Craig.

“Guys, guys, I think there’s only one way to settle this.” Stan interrupted, cocking an eyebrow at the two other boys across the couch.

Tweek jumped in his seat. “AGH! What do you mean?! Are you gonna fight?! GAAH! That’s too much pressure!!” He cried, pulling on his hair.

“No, no! Not like that!” Stan shook his head, cracking his knuckles and sharing a glance with Kyle, who understood instantly and nodded back to him.

Craig blinked in realization. He quickly turned and whispered into Tweek’s ear, and winced as Tweek yelled back into Craig’s ear.

“AHH! That’s WAY too much pressure!!” Tweek shook his head violently. Craig put a hand on his shoulder to calm him.

“Well? Are we doing this?” Kyle asked, slipping his green gloves off. All four boys looked at eachother, nodding.

“First side to give up loses?” Craig guessed, getting a nod of approval from Stan. And with that, they charged toward eachother like the dramatic kids they are.

Kyle lunged at Craig, digging his fingers into his ribs and getting no reaction from the blank-faced individual.

Meanwhile, below the couch, Stan was trying to hold Tweek still, who was thrashing wilder than an angry piglet.

Back on the couch, Craig grabbed hold of Kyle’s arms and swiftly turned the tables on him. He scribbled his fingers into Kyle’s sides, getting a loud squeal from the boy.

“FUHUHUHUCK! CRAHAHAIG WAHAHAIT!!” Kyle squealed, as Craig began mercilessly scribbling his fingers up and down his sides.

“Oh shit! Kyle!” Stan let go of Tweek, climbing up to the couch to help Kyle. He left Tweek just laying on the ground, panting.

Stan grabbed Craig’s arms from behind and began pulling him away from Kyle, who was thrashing and squealing below him.

Craig proved too strong at first, but when Stan dug into Craig’s armpits, his arms shot back from Kyle to his sides.

“Oh?” Stan raised an eyebrow with a smirk, quickly holding Craig’s arms still. “You go handle Tweek, Kyle. I’ve got this one.” Stan nodded to Kyle, who was already on it.

As Craig was resisting Stan’s fingers, the loud shriek of Tweek was heard as Kyle’s fingers attacked him.

“GAAAHA!! CRAHAHAHAIG HEHEHELP MEHEHE!!” He cried, Thrashing wildly under Kyle’s arms.

“I’m kind of busy, Twee-EEHEEK!” Craig cracked, squirming urgently away from Stan as he scribbled his fingers into his armpits.

“Well? Still wanna watch Red Racer?” Stan called, as he spidered his hands down Craig’s sides, earning a stream of low giggles.

“Yehehes!” Craig said stubbornly. He knew he could outlast Stan, but it was Tweek he was worried about.

Down on the floor, Tweek was shrieking and thrashing as Kyle skittered his fingers along his ribs. “GAAH! STOHOHOP IT! AAAH!!” He screamed, grabbing Kyle’s wrist and biting down on it like an animal.

“AH!” Kyle retracted his hand, rubbing his wrist in pain. “What the hell, dude?!”

Tweek took this opportunity to dash away, climbing onto the couch and trying to separate Craig and Stan.

Kyle climbed up on the couch, him and Stan nodding to eachother. Tweek and Craig were now cornered next to eachother, as Stan and Kyle suddenly skittered all of their fingers across both of them.

“GAAAHAHAHA!! WAHAHAIT!!” Tweek cried out, pulling on his hair and thrashing back and forth. Craig turned away, biting his lip as he fought against the sensations, but they ultimately proved to be too much.

“Okahahahay!! Okay we give uhuhup! We’ll watch your dumb shohohohow!!” Craig conceded.

“GAH! YEAHAHAH! WE GIHIHIVE UHUHUP!!” Tweek shrieked, agreeing with Craig on the movement.

Stan and Kyle moved away from the other two, sharing some smug grins. “Soo, Terrance and Phillip it is then?” Stan said, picking up the remote.

“…Fuck you.” Craig sighed, catching his breath as he sat next to Tweek, who was practically buzzing from the action, as Stan put Terrance and Phillip on.

#tword #south park #tickle content #tickle fic #south park ticklefic #south park tickles #ler!stan #ler!kyle #lee!craig #lee!tweek #ler!craig #lee!kyle

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

can you pls write a fic with lee!stan and ler!kyle🙏

Hi gigglers! This is more of a drabble than a fic but hope you enjoy!

"No, seriously. It's not funny Kyle", Stan said as firmly as he could, although his voice quivered a bit. The boy had tried a shortcut out of the KFC bathrooms, avoiding the narrow path for a squeeze down the even narrower staircase. It was a dumb idea, but Stan wasn't the biggest fan of how repetitive and boring school days could be, so he took every opportunity for an adventure. Now he was paying the price.

"Aww, come on Stan", Kyle said in his teasy voice, "Can I just give you a little tickle wickle?"

Stan blushed heavily and groaned, "Don't say that. Now let me out!"

Kyle walked closer toward the staircase threateningly, his fingers in claws.

"Any last words Stan?"

Kyle could be very evil sometimes. Stan shut his eyes tight and tried desperately to wiggle free, but to no avail. He knew that he would be able to get out with his friends' help, but Kyle wasn't being the best friend at the moment.

"Come on bro, friends don't take advantage of friends when they get in difficult situaTIONS!" Stan's lecture was cut short, him squealing and erupting into a peel of giggles as Kyle reached his hand behind the staircase to poke and scribble at his side.

Kyle's evil face lit up in an expression of pure malicious delight. Stan's giggles were a bit pained at the edges, as he squirmed as far as his body would let him in the tight space. Kyle withdrew his hand - he wanted to have a spurt of fun, not actually assault the boy. Kyle reached his hand in to get Stan out, and pulled heavily, leading Stan to topple out and fall on top of him. In an instinctive move, the ginger-haired boy flipped Stan over so that their positions were switched, not wanting Stan to take advantage of a potentially strategic standpoint.

Stan frowned - "Hey, get off me asshole!"

Kyle did as he was told, allowing Stan to get up and shake his head.

"I can't believe you did that man. After, after all we've been through".

Stan's expression made Kyle's heart drop in guilt - "Come on, it wasn't that bad was it?"

Stan decided to keep up the act - "It is! And you know what the worst part is?" Stan tried to force tears, "I d-didn't even g-get you back".

For a while Kyle felt his stomach sink, regretting all of his life choices and feeling like the most horrible friend in the world. Stan just looked at Kyle's defeated expression, waiting for the ginger to process what he had just said.

"Hey...wait a second..."

Stan smiled, his smile quickly turning into a smirk, "So now do you get it?"

Kyle, who was considerably more ticklish than Stan, made a run for it.

#south park tickle #tickle drabble #lee!stan #ler!kyle #ticklish!stan

[strawmyberry]

my south park tickle headcannons! (the main four!)

the time has finally come!!! these little guys have been clogging up my brain for months- so what better way to remedy that than by spilling all my thoughts out here!!! and- it’s perfect to pass the time while i write my first fic for y’all! thank you so much for waiting!! it really means the world that people like to hear my silly little thoughts!

also- please let me know if you have any requests- i’d love to take a crack at them!!

anywho; here are some of my headcannons! thank you so much again!! i hope you like them!

— ❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️

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Stan!-

super ticklish!

im a huge sucker for the “stan snorts when he laughs” hc

he’s super duper embarrassed by it- he thinks it’s weird

stan goes for defense when getting tickled! instead of trying to get away/tickle back- he tries to cover himself/his mouth

he never likes giving the satisfaction of actually laughing. does hiding it ever work? no! does he still do it? yes!

i think he got it from all the times shelly has been absolutely merciless to him

(she’s a lot stronger than him- so he thinks that if he doesn’t laugh and give her what she wants she’ll get bored and stop)

99% of the time it’s her tickling him- he’s smart enough to know that trying to get revenge on her is practically impossible

definitely the type to lie about being ticklish or at the very least- the extent of how ticklish he actually is

“are you ticklish?” “no” “really?” “…i mean, maybe a little?”

he also gets super blushy - his ears turn RED

worst spot are his armpits- and he goes through great lengths for no one to find out about it

kyle found out a cute little funny trick where if you get your thumb and twist it into stan’s armpit it drives him up the damn wall

like: he starts snorting practically nonstop- can’t even speak he’s laughing too hard

i think up to like the age of 7- his mom had a little game that if she caught him trying to take cookies from the cookie jar when she knew he had some already: she’d taze his side

(it worked like a charm, and she still does it from time to time)

when he’s about to get tickled he just says his ler’s name over and over again with different inflections

“wendy? wendy- no- wendy- wendy. wendy-no! weNDY-“

(whenever he does this to kyle he always goes “yeah, dude? that’s my name!” and it piSSES HIM OFF SO MUCH LMAOO)

teases (that aren’t about his snorts) don’t really embarrass him they just kinda annoy him a little

teases don’t really work on him all that much unLESS IF IT’S WENDY- TOTALLY DIFFERENT STORY THERE-

he actually really likes being tickled if it’s by his friends- he just hates admitting it

he likes having an excuse to laugh freely!!

and although i think i could go on for hours and hours about how he is as a lee- he’s more of a ler

hes canonically good at tickling! yay! (thank you matt and trey)

he tickles kyle for everything under the sun

bad mood? poke. beating me at mario kart? poke poke. won’t let me play with his blue hot wheels bugatti chiron? poke poke poke!

i think kyle is so ticklish that for a while he was too scared to even check if stan was too- so homie was in the clear for a while

he laughs with his lee- he finds their reactions very entertaining

he teases!! he’s mean!! smirks all the while!

“man, is it really that bad? sick…”

although, i think with wendy and kyle it’s more compliments than actual teasing

telepathic communication with kyle when it comes to teaming up on people! one look is all they need to know where to go

dream team with kenny- those two are absolute menaces to kyle

i don’t really think he’s mean on purpose- he just gets carried away because he’s having fun!

completely forgets how easy it is to get him back; it totally slips his mind until he’s face to face with revenge!

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Kyle!-

he is ticklish ticklish!!!

i totally agree that kyle is the most ticklish of the group- he so is!!!

HE HICCUPS WHEN HE LAUGHS TOO MUCH!!

and it lasts for a while after the fact too- like ten minutes later? he’s still hiccuping

unlike stan, instead of defending himself he goes balls to the walls. he pulls out all the stops!!

he kicks, he screams, he punches!

(stan has gotten a bloody nose because of this multiple times. kyle still feels bad about it!!)

he also has sUCH A POTTY MOUTH LMAOO

he curses up a storm when hes tickled- it’s so amusing for his ler(s)

(i totally think there was a time where kenny and stan set a five minute timer and they would add a minute every single time kyle cursed- five minutes were added within the first thirty seconds and the only reason why kyle eventually managed to stop cursing was because he was hiccuping so much he couldn’t even get a word out!) maybeillwritethisoutatsomepointidontknowww

he’s ticklish literally everywhere but his ears are the WORST

(his neck is pretty bad too- but ears? WOOOO)

he begs stan and kenny to keep his ticklishness a secret from cartman. he does NOT want his finding out!

he ends up finding out.

cartman loves to just randomly blow in kyle’s ear (it’s why he wears his hat 24/7) because he squeals and jumps like fifty feet in the air

kyle has really sensitive skin so if you tickle somewhere for a little while- it ends up turning red

(stan uses this as a timer sometimes! “oh- dude, your stomach is red. …guess it’s time to go for your ribs then!”)

just hearing the word “tickle” causes him to tense up- he gets so nervous

teases work SO WELL on him!

you don’t even have to be teasing him actually- if you talk to him AT ALL while tickling him it drives him up the wall

he tries to bargain his way out of getting tickled (it never works LMAOO)

“wait! wait waIT WAIT- we can talk about this, dude! dude, let’s just talk about it! let’s just taLK ABOUT IT-“

it doesn’t really matter how he’s being tickled; everything and i mean everything tickles to him- but i think light tickles are really his kryptonite

he’s the type to giggle hysterically before you even touch him (stan thinks it’s the funniest thing- so he takes his sweet ass time before even doing anything)

as a ler he is RUTHLESS

in his mind- he needs to tucker his lee out before they have the energy to try to get back at him

the years he’s had with ike really pay off and he has some SKILLED fingers!

he makes mental notes of where his lee(s) is the most ticklish- and he does not leave that spot until he figures out WHAT exactly works the best

loves ticking ike because it’s the one person he doesn’t have to worry about getting him back LMAOO

(even then ike still does from time to time)

if his lee makes ANY noise (snort, hiccup, squeak) they need to RUN because he will relish in that shit

“holy shit, dude!! what the hell was that? do it again!!”

him and stan are absolute horrifying when they work together- you got the brains and the brawn against you

hes super mean when getting stan back for his constant tickle attacks

and for kenny, he’s only a tiny bit nicer

he picks and chooses his battles when it comes to revenge…i just think he chooses violence 9 times out of 10 LMAOOO

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Kenny!-

too ticklish for his own good!!!

he has a super addicting laugh- it really doesn’t work well for him

not only that, but he has completely different laughs depending on where he’s being tickled

he MOVES when he laughs (not just when being tickled)

he seems like the type to fucking FLY forward when laughing at a joke LMAOO

he squirms and jerks like crazy!!

and he pounds his fists on the ground and/or pulls on his parka!! he needs something to do with his hands!! very entertaining!!

he doesn’t really fight back- he’s trained himself so he doesn’t accidentally hurt karen

his friends do this really mean thing where they pretend like they don’t understand him through his parka

“…what did you say? do you know what he said, kyle?” “yeah, dude! he said ‘please keep tickling me!’” “oh yeahhh! gotcha’! jussst checking…”

he also seems like the type to shake his head frantically and scream his ass before getting tickled!

runs for his LIFE, back against the wall- just shaking his head and his hands

“mm-mm! donmph!! donmt do itmph!! dONMT-NOOOOOOOO-!!!”

he’s also ticklish pretty much everywhere but his hips are SO BAD

he SCREAM laughs when you squeeze his hips and it’s so funny

his laugh is so contagious that sometimes his ler(s) have to stop for a second and just laugh along with him!

rougher tickles work on him better- since he’s wearing his parka! that shit is THICK!

squeezes are the death of him (literally) he can’t stand them

teases work pretty well on him! they get him all giggly

i think if you tickle him for too long he starts coughing- and that’s how you know when to stop!

gets into tickle fights with karen and kevin CONSTANTLY and most of the time- he gets WRECKED!

as a ler he’s surprisingly really sweet?

i think it’s because he’s died from being tickled too much before

and he knows that HE can come back to life. his friends and family? he doesn’t wanna risk it!

that doesn’t mean he’s not a total tickle monster!! he definitely is!! he’s just a bit more cautious about it

he keeps most of his tickles light

(unless it’s one of the others in the main four- he’s MEAN to them)

he’s the type to coo and tease- what he does to karen he does to everyone since up to this point it’s been pretty effective!

he LOVES giving people really quick cheer up tickles. just five minutes of innocent little flutters and the whole bad mood is gone!

he zips his fingers around random spots sometimes just making little “ooohs” and “aaahs”

”oooh! how aboumt heremph? oooooh! heremph? awwww!”

he’ll wiggle his two index fingers and only those two above his lee before striking with his whole hand!!

sometimes he pulls his parka tighter while teasing, just so they have to guess what he said- he thinks it’s funny!

raspberries are super fun for him since if he has the parka on, it’s ten times worse!

LOVES doing the “sike out” on his lees it’s super fun

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Cartman!-

not super ticklish- but ticklish!

he has a really “ugly” laugh LMAOO

like it’s almost kinda jarring

he somehow sounds like a mixture of a pig and a gremlin LMAOO

the other three don’t really tickle him all that much actually!

(probably because they’re all just a teeeeeny bit scared of him)

but also because they hate his laugh-

(kyle covers his ears half the time LMAOO im really cracking myself up here)

but in all seriousness, they are genuinely afraid to tickle him; he’s super mean

his mom on the other hand? she does it all the time

i love love LOVE the hc where cartman has ticklish cheeks- im a sucker for it i love it!

his cheeks and sides are his worst spot(s)

(his mom uses this to her advantage whenever she can!)

he’s SO overdramatic- it makes tickling him such an ordeal

he will flop to the floor after a single poke- and then he’s back up again; ready to wreck your shit

he curses like kyle- but noT IN THE SAME WAY AT ALL

kyle just goes “shit! fuck! you’re an asshole!” you know, normal stuff- carTMAN ON THE OTHER HAND??

he makes up the most obscure insults you have ever heard.

(boobie fucker is the first one that came to mind LMAOAOAOO)

teases work super well on him- it gets him all agitated

(especially if it’s his mom it drives him UP THE WALL.)

he definitely isn’t afraid to rip his lee’s hands off of him- he is not afraid to hurt anyone

when he’s about to get tickled- he doesn’t bargain or beg he threatens

and honestly? (you should probably listen-)

HE’S HORRIFYING AS A LER OH GOD

hes actually not that good at tickling- he sucks at it

but that doesn’t matter!!! he still makes life a living hell!!

he searches for your worst spot; and god forbid he finds it

because he EXPLOITS THAT SHIT!!

he won’t stop until you are in tears- and he makes no exceptions!

(remember how i said kenny died from being tickled before? [f]artman is the one to blame!!)

it’s not even warranted half the time- he’s just a bully

and he doesn’t even “tease” he just insults.

he makes fun of your laugh, what you’re doing, where you’re ticklish

the other three have gone through this at least once- and they try their hardest to never have to go through it again

#south park tickles #strawberry hcs #lee!stan #ler!stan #lee!kyle #ler!kyle #lee!kenny #ler!kenny #lee!cartman #ler!cartman #iM SO SORRY THAT IT’S LONG I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS #this isn’t even all of it oh god #writing this was so fun #especially cartman i was cracking up #anywho- thank you so much for the patience!! #i hope you guys like it!!!

[gigglypark]

here’s a jyle tickle fic that’s super short and stuff (they’re supposed to be teens in this, not sure if that’s obvious)

"They're such a p-p-perfect couple," Jimmy said, scrolling through his phone while Kyle laid on top of him, head resting on his stomach.

"What?" Kyle asked, looking up at him from his position. He was assuming Jimmy was looking at some couple's social media, like Stan and Tolkien's.

"I've n-n-never seen them apart before, either."

"Who..?" Kyle asked, raising an eyebrow. Maybe Tweek and Craig. 

The brown haired boy set his phone down on the bed and stared at Kyle before saying "my asscheeks."

Kyle groaned and buried his face into Jimmy's stomach. "You're the worst,” he mumbled and Jimmy giggled a bit.

"W-watch it!" 

"Oh my god, does that tickle?" Kyle looked up at Jimmy with a smile, whos face was now pink.

"No...! Maybe,” Jimmy admitted before giggling again as Kyle scribbled on his sides gently. "You J-Jackass!"

"Wow, insults? Seems a bit rude," The redhead laughed and lifted up Jimmy's yellow shirt slightly before taking a deep breath."

"Wait, Kyle, don't you d—" Jimmy was cut short as he started laughing louder, Kyle having blown a raspberry on his stomach. He tried to squirm away, but the taller boy laying on him made it difficult.

After another raspberry and a few more scribbles to Jimmy's sides, Kyle showed some mercy and sat up. "Okay, okay, I'm done."

Jimmy sat up a bit too, glaring at his boyfriend as he giggled a bit more. "I'm so getting you b-back."

#South Park Tickle #SP tickle #Lee!Jimmy #ler!Kyle #Jyle #Jimmy x Kyle #Ticklish!Jimmy #There is a lack of lee!Jimmy content

[gigglingsoftly]

Sorry but a can you do lee!Cartman and ler!stan, kyle, and Kenny? Sorry if this is confusing, I love your fics and I’m sorry I requested this, I really love him😭😭

-One of your fans❤️

Awww nonnie you are literally soooo sweet. And it’s fine literally ask for all the Cartman tickles you want. I will always deliver! I hope you like it!

Also I had no clue how to write Kenny’s muffles so next time 😭

Not Ticklish

Word Count: 609

Lee!Cartman/Ler!Stan, Ler!Kyle, Ler!Kenny

Cartman claims he isn’t ticklish but like we all know that’s a lie.

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The boys were hanging out at Stan’s house. They were in the living room watching Terrance and Phillip. Or at least they were trying to watch Terrence and Phillip. Stan and Kyle were play-fighting and tickling each other as per usual.

And at this point Cartman was used to it. He had gotten pretty good at tuning them and their gay ass antics out. But this was the last straw. He couldn’t hear the television over their stupid giggling and laughing.

“I’m so glad I’m not a ticklish little pussy like you guys,” The bigger boy muttered scooting closer to the TV.

At this point Kenny and Cartman had decided to sit on the floor since the other two boys were taking up the couch with their antics.

“Shut up fatass,” Kyle retorted.

Honestly, he was surprised they could fucking hear because he couldn’t.

“Yeah everyone is ticklish,” Stan said matter of factly.

“Not me,” Cartman replied, rolling his eyes.

“Okay, prove it. Me and Kyle do this all the time. Keep your arms up and if you really aren’t ticklish then you won’t laugh or anything,” The raven haired boy challenged.

“Maybe that’s how you super boyfriends or whatever the fuck you call yourselves like to spend your time but not me.” The brunette shot back.

“Dude if you aren’t ticklish then it shouldn’t matter!” Kenny added, taking his attention off the television.

“No…it’s okay guys. He’s probably lying anyway,” Stan concluded in annoyance. The other two boys nodded in agreement. They were going to just drop it and go back to watching TV.

“I am not!” Cartman wouldn’t necessarily count it as lying. His mom tickled him a little before but at most he squirmed away a little bit. It was nowhere near the reaction he’s seen his friends give to being tickled. So he was sure he had this little “challenge” in the bag.

“Okay fatass, then put your arms up!” Kyle responded.

“Fine but this is super gay,” Cartman grumbled walking on his knees toward the couch and lifting his arms.

Stan shot his fingers into the larger boy’s underarms and started scribbling. This caused Cartman to squeal and immediately try to retreat.

“See! I knew he was lying! Guys don’t let him escape! Grab his arms!” Stan shouted.

The two other boys immediately sprang to action to not let the brunette escape, holding him in place . They couldn’t… scratch that…they wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to put Cartman in his place.

This was way more than he expected. This was what those two were willingly doing to each other on a regular basis. He felt like he was being tortured. This was awful. He needed this to stop now.

“Okahahay, yohohou guhuhuys wihihin! Gehehet ohohohff alreheheheady!” The bigger boy demanded. He hated to admit defeat so early but what the actual fuck? He never experienced anything like this.

“Dude! Stan barely even tickled you!” The blond chuckled.

“Yeah, we finally found someone who’s more ticklish than me,” Kyle teased.

“Trust me. No one is more ticklish than you,” Stan said, not stopping the tickle attack.

The redhead growled playfully before pouncing on his best friend resuming their play fighting from before.

Normally this is when Cartman would tease them for how gay they are but honestly he was glad they turned their attention back on each other. He sat back up still trying to stop the residual giggles that were threatening to slip out.

“What was that you were saying again about not being ticklish?” Kenny teased. Cartman couldn’t see it but he definitely knew that the blond was wearing a shit eating grin.

“Shut up, Kenny!”

#south park tickles #Lee!Cartman #Ler!Stan #Ler!Kyle #Ler!Kenny #I’m sorry it’s so short. I really hope you like it #I really wanted to get this out bc this came to me and I kinda like it #But next time I’ll write a longer fic hand to god #also I’m posting without proofreading as thoroughly bc I’m really tired

[slimeylee]

"Video Games"

this is my first sptk fic oh em gee!! didnt rly know what to name it lol

fic request here :]]

lee stan (he/him) ler kyle (he/him)

30. Bold words for someone within tickling distance.

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It was an afternoon on a Saturday, which meant no school. Kenny and Cartman were apparently busy today, but luckily Kyle was free.

Stan decided that he would invited Kyle over to his house to play some video games. Just a one-on-one, the two of them hanging out.

The two were sitting on the couch in Stan's living room playing a racing game that Kyle had gotten for his birthday. Both of them were on the last lap of the game, and now it was a battle to see who'd cross the finish line first.

"Hah, you're gonna lose, dude." Stan stated with a smirk, currently first place in the game they were playing.

"Bold words for someone within tickling distance." Kyle retorted, reaching over to his friend and squeezing his side with one hand, attention still on the game.

"WhAHA- What the fuck, duhude!?" Stan laughed out, having gotten distracted by the sudden feeling. Kyle snickered at the way Stan's laugh sounded.

"I'm gonna lose, huh?" Kyle gave a quick grin as Stan fumbled his controller and refocused. "You asshole! You distracted me!" Stan bit his lip as he fought to catch up.

And disappointing enough for Stan, the "you win!" message popped up on Kyle's side of the screen as he zoomed passed the finish line and finished the last lap.

"You suck, dude." Stan scoffed, crossing his arms playfully. "Maybe think before you say things, anything you say can always be used against you!" Kyle grinned.

The two looked at each other before laughing the situation off, agreeing to a rematch. This time, a fair match.

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sorry its suuper short i wouldve made it longer but i had no ideas on what more to add to it

i havent written in a while either lol

hopefully its good enough tho lol !1 ill try to make my next fic longer a bit if not a lot lol

-slime

#slimey-ficlets #lee!stan #ler!kyle #south park tickles #idk what game they were playing exactly you can theorize it if you want #anyways yayaya i hope u like it despite it being not very long

[daisys-silliness]

Not a lot of energy rn so here's a silly doodle 👍

They were definitely set up teehee by cartman

#daisy chats #daisy doodles #sp tickles #south park tickle #south park tickles #lee!tweek #ler!kyle

[kennyisaloserr]

dude ive been searching for this one south park tkfic and i cant find it ANYWHERE its lee drunk stan and ler kyle someone help me PLS

-kenny

#kennys-thoughts #lee!stan #ler!kyle #south park tickle

[matchacowbee]

Woop :3

this is a drawing I wanted to do cuz the fic was so CUTE 😵😵💗

istg y’all go read @fluffleetoasts fic with these two !! it’s linked here ⬅️⬅️⬅️

anyways bye bye ><

#south park tickles #tickle art #lee!kyle #ler!kyle #Lee!rebecca #Ler!rebecca #south park tickle

[goop-gop]

Ok I’ve been gone for a long time but yknow how school is.

Love y’all soo here’s a redraw of an old drawing I posted months ago

Again thanks for all the support I literally love you guys sm 💕💕

#south park tickles #south park tickle #lee!stan #ler!kyle

[ashsurixsachiki]

Day 8 - Death Spot

“NOHOHOT THEHERE!! KYEHEHYLE!!!”

#ana-oc-art #lee!ashyleanna #ler!kyle #these are also my ocs!! #ashyleanna is a bit grumpy and kyle is sweet but gets annoyed very quickly #and also #i definitely got lazy on this one :sob:

[guy-busleeness]

Have some tickle art that I drew but never dropped

#hazbin hotel tickle #tickle art #hazbin hotel oc #lee!kai #lee!sir pentious #ler!reid #ler!shawn #ler!jasmine #lee!topher #total drama tickle #ler!fanboy #lee!kyle #fanboy and chum chum tickles #lee!saint peter #ler!saint Peter #lee!reid #lee!alastor #dhmis tickles #lee!larry the lamp #lee!warren the eagle #ler!shrignold #regrtevator tickles #lee!reddy #ler!dr retro #ler!cherri bomb #lee!diesel #ler!thomas #ttte tickles #Jesus that’s a lot of tags-

[strawmyberry]

aaa omg i absolutely loved your headcanons they are so cute!! 💗 also im tumblr is being mean 😭 i hope everything gets fixed soon <33

aa do you think you could maybe write something with kenny?? lee or ler is fine, anything you want!! your hcs for him are just so adorable i can't choose which side i like more 😭 i honestly am just looking forward to anything you have planned <3 tysm!! i hope you have a good day! 💗💗

aaaa!!! toast you are the sweetest 🥹 thank you so much for all the love and support!! it truly means the world! im so sorry this took so long!!! i hope it’s at least a little bit worth it- im still trying to get into the swing of things- so im sorry if it isn’t the best! also it has a super long intro sorry sorry sorry!! i hope you guys enjoy!!! (first fic yayyyy!!!)

— ❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️

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Swallow Your Pride!

Lee Kenny / Ler Stan and Kyle

Word Count: 3,038

With Cartman in Nebraska for the first few weeks of summer, Stan and Kyle think a celebration is in order! Kenny is a bit iffy on the idea; but every problem can be solved with just a little bit of friendly persuasion!

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“Oh shit, dude. I’m so sorry to hear that.”

That day had started like any other. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and even though it was summer, the snow kept snowing. Softer than it normally would, sure, but the snow was a bit of a damper on the Teen Beach Movie summer that Stan had secretly been yearning for. 

It wasn’t hard to believe that Stan expected today to go like it typically would: a casual hang-out, at his house, with his friends, the four of them having a fun little Mortal Kombat: Onslaught tournament. 

“No! No, really, I am! It’s not gonna be the same without you, man. How long are you gonna be there for?” 

But it seemed like fate had other plans today. With his phone held against his ear, Stan would pace around his living room as he spoke. Kyle sat criss-cross-applesauce on the floor while Kenny laid on his side behind him, resting his head comfortably on one of Stan’s throw pillows. They were (not so) patiently awaiting Cartman’s arrival. They wanted to start kicking some ass already!

Every now and then Kyle would manage to make eye contact with Stan, shooting him a look that could only be described as a mixture of irritation and confusion. “Where the fuck is he? What’s taking so long?” He’d whisper, crossing his arms tight against his chest as Stan held up his “give me a second” finger. He’d grumble a bit at that, adding an eye roll to the mix. They could’ve started thirty minutes ago if Cartman came when he was supposed to! 

“Yeah.” Stan would pause, nodding his head. He’d turn, his eyes bouncing between Kyle and Kenny. “No, don’t worry. I’ll tell them.” He’d say, turning back around as he’d begin pacing a bit more. That seemed to peek Kyle’s attention even more, now turning to Kenny with a raised brow. 

“What do you think they’re talking about? What excuse is Cartman gonna try to pull this time?” He’d ask, trying his hardest to keep his volume low. He had never really been the best whisperer. 

“I don’t know..” Kenny would shrug, getting up from his comfortable laying position to be able to hear better. 

“Maybe he died.” Kyle would joke, letting out an overdramatic sigh. “That would be fucking awesome, wouldn’t it?” He’d add, cupping his hands together in a wistful Disney princess pose. 

Kenny couldn’t help but let a few giggles slip at Kyle’s dramatics, beginning to tighten his parka. Kyle would start softly chuckling to himself as a result of Kenny’s infectious laugh, being quick to shush Kenny while still staring at Stan intently. “Shhh! Duhude, shut up! I can’t hear!” He’d whisper through his own giggles, batting his hand at him. 

“I hear you. Okay. Yeah. I’ll let them know.” Stan would stop his pacing, now beginning to walk himself back to the center of the living room. Kyle’s giggles slowly faded as he analyzed Stan’s facial expression. He looked…upset. Shit. Did something genuinely happen? He was only joking about Cartman dying-!

“Yeah. I’ll talk to you later. Bye, dude.” 

Stan would wait for the click, shifting his eyes from his phone to the two curious boys sitting in front of him. He looked…sad. The somber expression on his face scaring away the playful atmosphere that had once graced the room. Kyle couldn’t help but hesitate before asking his next question. 

“…What happened?”

Stan would blink at that question, staring at his phone again before slowly sliding it into his pocket. “Kyle…it’s Cartman…” Stan would start, his tone heavy and serious. Oh god. Kyle would begin mentally preparing himself. He prayed to God that Stan wouldn’t start crying. He couldn’t handle Stan crying. But, after a split second, it was apparent he wouldn’t have to worry about that at all.

“Cartman’s gone for two weeks!” 

The mood in the room completely changed. Stan’s face completely changed. The frown on his face turned itself around real quick, now replaced with one of the most vibrant smiles Kyle had ever seen. Dramatic asshole. That was his first thought. After he had comprehended what Stan said though, he had a completely different thought. 

“You’re shitting me!”

“I’m not! I’m not shitting you!” 

“You’re not shitting him?”

“No! No, I’m not! Cartman’s-“

“Dude!”

“-going to Nebraska-“ 

“No way!” 

“-to see his family! For two weeks!” 

“Thank you, GOD!” Kyle would cheer, jumping up from the floor. “Dude we gotta- we gotta do something!” Kyle could hardly contain himself as he celebrated. Deep down, he wanted to burst out into song. ‘The Witch Is Dead’ sounded like a pretty good option at the moment. And he wasn’t the only one pumped up either! Kenny was bouncing on his toes with excitement! They had prayed for this day for so long- and it was finally happening! 

“We need to celebrate!” Stan would exclaim. “Uh- shit! What should we do? It has to be something special.” He’d begin pacing around the room again, only this time; he was joined by Kyle and Kenny. 

“We should go get food!” Kyle would suggest. 

“Yeah! Let’s get food!” Kenny would second. Sure, you couldn’t see the smile on his face because of his parka; but you could pretty much hear it! 

“Okay! Food!” Stan would agree. Perfect! This was going great! “It’s settled then! We’re getting food!” He’d announce, the real question settling in as the words left his mouth. “…Uh. Where are we going to get food?” Oh. Yeah. They hadn’t really thought about that. Huh. The three boys would exchange looks, waiting for one of the other two to offer up an idea. 

“Bennigan’s!” Kyle would confidently propose, an accomplished smile on his face. “We never go to Bennigan’s! Let’s do something new and go to Bennigan’s!” 

Stan’s jaw would drop, nodding his head. “Dude! You’re a GENIUS! Hell yeah, let’s go to Bennigan’s!” With that settled Stan would rush over to the door, Kyle following closely behind. The two were so eager, they wouldn’t even notice how Kenny wasn’t following after them. 

“I can post it on TikTok- so he knows how much fun we’re having without him!” Kyle would smirk. He had always dreamed of this moment. He could only imagine how red his stupid, smug face would get after seeing how not-in-shambles they were without him there. 

“Dude. Perfect! This is gonna be sick!” Stan couldn't help but smile as he opened the front door. He’d turn, now noticing how Kenny was still in the same place that he was ten seconds prior. Maybe he hadn’t heard them the first time? “C’mon, Kenny! We’re going to Bennigan’s!” He’d call, beginning to make his way out the door.

“You guys go without me- have fun!”

Well- that wasn't what they expected. Stan would walk back into the house, Kyle following. He’d close and lock the door, a frown forming on his face as he walked toward Kenny. “But...you have to come! It won't be a celebration without you!” He’d insist. 

“Yeah! ...Do you not like Bennigan’s?” Kyle would ask, trying to offer up solutions. “We can go someplace else if you don't wanna go to Bennigan’s!” 

“No…Bennigan’s isn’t the problem.” Kenny loved the sound of going to Bennigan’s. Sitting and eating with his friends sounded like so much fun. But…he didn’t think he could afford that right now. It sucked that he had to turn the offer down, but it was much better than the alternative-

“Kenny…you know we could pay for-“

“No.” Kenny would deny Kyle’s offer before he even got the full thing out. It wouldn’t be the first time this exact scenario had played out; and every single time Kenny agreed to let them pay for him, he’d get home and have to deal with the guilt of it all. He didn’t wanna deal with that today! 

“Dude, it’s really not a big deal. Kyle and I can split-“

“I don’t want you to pay for me.” Throwing himself down onto Stan’s couch, he’d cross his arms. He wasn’t going to budge on his one. “Just go. Have fun!” Grabbing the drawstrings on his parka, he’d pull it shut, signaling that he was done talking. Conversation over. 

“But, Kenny…Kenny, we really want you to-!” Kyle would start to say, only to get cut off by a hand being placed on his shoulder. He’d turn to Stan to give him another look; just to be met with a completely different look staring right back at him. 

They’d stare at each other for a few minutes, not a word leaving their lips before Kyle finally broke the silence. “…Gotcha’.”

“Kenny…” Stan would start, glancing at Kyle every now and then to make sure he was getting into position. “We really want you to come.” He’d say, sitting down on Kenny’s left. He’d wait for Kyle to sit down on his right before continuing. 

“Surely, there must be some way we could-“ Snaking his hand around, he’d loop his hands under both of Kenny’s arms, turning him counterclockwise. “Twist your arm on this?” With that line dropped, he’d give Kyle a wink. His silent way of saying “He’s all yours.” 

Kenny would let out a surprised yelp at being grabbed, taking a second to truly comprehend the predicament he was in. He’d try to open his mouth to bargain, or beg, or something that could save him- but Kyle wasted no time. All he managed to get out was a startled, “Wait- please don’t!” before Kyle began digging his finger into his sides. A squeal would be ripped from his throat as he immediately began to thrash from side to side.

“Guhuhuys! Stohohop ihihit!!” He’d giggle, a bit embarrassed by how easily it was to make him laugh. He’d thrash around in Stan’s hold, kicking his legs in an attempt to break free.

“Don’t kick me, Kenny! I’ll make it, like, ten times worse!” Kyle would teasingly threaten, squeezing both of his sides one at a time. Like a little pattern! “You know, I’ll stop tickling you if you come to Bennigan’s with us!” 

“Mm-mhmhmhmhm!!! I dohohon’t wahahanna!!” Kenny would frantically shake his head, throwing himself to and fro as he laughed. He’d clench his hands into fists, yanking himself forward. But it seemed whenever Kenny thought he got the tiniest bit of leverage- Stan would just tighten his grip. 

“Kenny, c’mon! Kyle’s being so nice to you right now!” Stan would remark, speaking from experience. Actually, he couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous. Why couldn’t he go that easy on him? “Don’t you want to quit while you’re ahead? He’s being super merciful.”

“Stan. Don’t backseat drive, dude. If you think you could do better, we could just switch-“ Kyle would scoff, although it was easy to tell he wasn't as offended as his words made him sound. “If you don't trust my tickling abilities, that’s fine-” He’d grumble, sneaking his fingers under Kenny’s parka. He’d walk his fingers up and down his sides, making Kenny squeak from the sudden switch-up.

“No! No no- I get what you're doing- building suspense! I'm down for it, 100%. I'm just... bargaining with him! Tactics. You know?” Stan would quickly change his tune, nodding in agreement.

“Chrihihist!! Thihis ihis sohoho duhuhumb!!” Kenny would whine through his giggles, throwing his head back in annoyance. “I sahaid I dohon’t wahahanna gohoho! Stohohop ihit alreheheady!”

“But you do wanna go Kenny, that’s the problem!” Kyle would insist. “We know you wanna come- make things easier for yourself! We don’t mind paying, just swallow your pride and have lunch with us!”

“Nohohoho!!!” Kenny would squeal as Kyle started poking at his ribs. He’d jerk even harder, still being trapped between the couch and his two friends. “I dohohon’t wahahanna gohoho anywhehere wihihith yohohou dihihickheheads!”

“Dickheads?!”

“Dickheads?”

Kyle would gasp in feigned horror and offense, halting the tickling momentarily; whereas Stan would just blink in confusion. “Where did you get dickheads from? I don’t think I’ve ever heard you call us dickheads before-“

“Dickheads! He called us dickheads, Stan!” Kyle would shout, a stunned expression on his face. “We can’t let him get away with that, right? He called us dickheads!” Kyle would repeat yet again, just in case the word went totally unnoticed. “Say sorry, Kenny! Say you didn’t mean to call us dickheads!”

Kenny would visibly weigh out his options as his sat there, Stan’s arms still holding his tight while Kyle’s hands laid flat on his ribs. Sure, the logical choice would be to just concede and chalk it up to a slip of the tongue. But…Kenny just wasn’t in the mood for that. “…No!” He’d confidently exclaim after a couple of beats. “You guys are dickheads and I don’t wanna go to Bennigan’s!”

“No? Fine! Suit yourself, dude. Stan, can you focus up there?” Kyle would ask, removing his fingers from Kenny’s parka. He’d crack both his knuckles, watching as Stan grabbed both of Kenny’s wrists with his left hand before beginning to hold them above his head. “You wanna be an asshole? Fine then, be an asshole!”

Kenny would giggle in anticipation, pulling at his arms, hoping for some miracle surge of strength that would let him pull his arms down. But it seemed like his luck really wasn’t there today, since no miracle surge would ever appear. He’d squeeze his eyes shut, bracing himself as he got ready for the countdown. They would have to do a countdown, right?

Wrong. Kenny was very wrong. Stan and Kyle would have some prolonged eye contact for a little bit, communicating when to start. About five seconds after Kenny closed his eyes was what they settled on. Kyle would give Stan a moment to go first, nodding his head as Stan abruptly began scribbling his fingers into Kenny’s armpits.

“WAHAhahait! Stahahan!” Kenny would jump from the sudden attack, a peel of laughter pouring out. “Hehehey, nohoho fahahair! It’s two agahahaisnt ohoneEE-“ Kenny would start to complain, not really expecting Kyle to actually go for the kill. Sure, he said he would…maybe he should’ve known better than to doubt him. But doubt him he did, so he was nowhere near prepared when Kyle dove into his hips.

“SHIHIHIHIT!” Kenny would jolt, letting out a noise that could only be described as the scream of a man who was being brutally murdered. And, for this situation? Pretty valid. “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” He’d cackle, practically screaming with laughter at this point. Very fitting. He’d flail his legs, trying his hardest to get one good kick in- just for a little bit of leeway. Even if it meant he had to roll off the couch, he’d take anything at this point.

“Aw, damn it…” Stan would let out a very fake sigh of disappointment, tsking as he shook his head. “I’m sorry to do this to ya’, Kenny…but I can’t understand you. Like. At all.” He’d say, pouting his lips. Just for the dramatics of it all! “I’m normally fluent in Kenny! I don’t know what happened…” He’d sigh yet again, going agonizingly slow with his portion of the tickling. “…Kyle? Do you know what he said? It’s really bumming me out…”

“Oh, Yeah! Don’t worry dude, I got you!” Kyle would nod with a bright smile, immediately going along with Stan’s little bit. “He said “Please keep tickling me Stan and Kyle! I love being tickled allll over! It’s just soooo much fun! That’s the real reason why I’m being such a dick to you guys! I just loveee being tickled!” Thank you for being so honest with us, Kenny! You should’ve just asked sooner!”

“Ohhhh, I gotcha!” Stan would nod, speeding up his fingers. “Yeah, you should’ve just said so sooner, Kenny! We could keep doing this all day! Oh- actually- that just gave me an idea! Let’s do this instead! We don’t need Bennigan’s, let’s just tickle Kenny alll day long!” Jesus fucking Christ on a bike, Kenny felt like he was going to turn into a fucking tomato. With how red he was, there wouldn’t be that much of a difference. Kenny wanted to keep on a brave face, just let them have their fun until the eventually got tuckered out. But upon hearing Stan’s new “brilliant” idea, Kenny couldn’t help but worry that they actually would put that plan into motion. He couldn’t handle that. Actually, he couldn’t really handle this.

“OKAHAHAHAY!! OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAHAY! I’LL GOHOHOHO!!”

“And?”

“I’M SOHOHOHORRY FOHOHOR CAHAHALLING YOHOU GUHUYS DIHIHICKHEHEADS!! I’M SOHOHO SOHOHORRY!”

Kenny would wave his verbal white flag of surrender in the air, and it would only take milliseconds for both Stan and Kyle to stop tickling, remove their hands, and let him go. He could’ve sworn he saw the two fist-bump as they did, but he was so out of breath, maybe he hallucinated it? He probably didn’t, but he wouldn’t point it out. Just in case.

“Great! Don’t bring your wallet, ‘whole thing is on us!” Stan would casually say, making his way to the door yet again. Kenny wasn’t able to fight the look of utter confusion on his face. The two acted like nothing had just happened, like they didn’t almost kill him a few seconds ago. How the hell-?

“We’re really happy you’re coming, Kenny..” Kyle would say, staying behind for a bit as Stan walked out the door. “You can catch your breath- but don’t take too long! Stan and I are gonna wait for you outside, and we’re not going without you!” And just like that, they were gone. Like nothing had happened. Kenny would be left on the couch; feeling breathless, confused, and kind of…grateful?

They really wanted him to go that bad? He thought he was just being a burden, but they went through all that trouble convincing him- just so he would come? That meant something, didn’t it? Maybe they had a weird way of showing it; but that meant they cared, didn’t it? It had to, right? Words couldn’t really describe how he felt at the moment. In fact, only two words would be able to leave him mouth; let alone come to mind at all.

“‘Fucking dickheads…”

#FIRST FIC YAYYYYY #this took so long to write #i hated it SO MUCH at first and i just refused to write for it #but it’s grown on me!!! taking a step back really helped🥹 #im so sorry it took so long!!! #LEE KENNY AGENDA #but honestly this was really fun🥹 #AAAA i hope you guys like it!!! #south park tickles #lee!kenny #ler!kyle #ler!stan #strawberry writes

[mttsbcshhtpst]

@smolbadguy ok I'm done

#KYLE IS THE BEST DAD DESERVE THIS FLOWERS AND THIS SUSSY GREED #bau onceler #the once ler #band au #onceler au #bau greedler #bau greed #the lorax #onceler fandom #oncelings #onceler fanart