#ler!tommyinnit

[strangleetomz]

helping the pain

lee!revivedbur, ler!tommy

summary: wilbur has always experienced back pain, but ever since his revival it’s gotten worse. tommy decides to try and help with that.. but of course, it derailed— not exactly in a bad way.

word count: 1,278

this was supposed to be a tickletober fic, i’d never finisbed it until now. and of course, we have to end the year off with some crimeboys tickles. :]

this is officially my LAST fic of 2023! enjoy🤍

During L’manberg times, Wilbur was known for overworking himself.

He did it very often, too often. It was concerning, and many people worried for him. But he didn’t care; it was important work that NEEDED done! He couldn’t just take breaks.

Well, now, all of that came back to bite him in the ass.. Or, more like in the back. Because he always kept such terrible posture with how much he was in the chair, and all he had in limbo was concrete floor and walls?

He came back to life with a shit load of back / shoulder pain and problems.

And there was one person who fell victim to his complaining over it.

Tommyinnit.

Wilbur had a tendency to complain about his back or shoulders hurting when he was around Tommy. He’d attempt to stretch—never ended very well. It just hurt. He did often crack his back, while it did help for about five seconds, the pain would come back not long after.

He was currently with Tommy, which his shoulders were absolutely killing him, by the way. He made an attempt to stretch his arms out to help, before Tommy spoke up.

“You do realize that won’t help, right? Same with cracking your back, you do it too much. You’ll just worsen it.” Tommy spoke flatly as he looked up at Wilbur, setting down a flower he previously held to push his white streak of hair out of his face. Seeing Tommy do this made Wilbur do the same with his own.

“I haven’t got any other options, do I?” Wilbur rolled his eyes. “It’s not my fault.”

“Well.. It is, though. We did tell you, you should have stopped overworking yourself. Or to at least fix your posture; God, that was awful. And it still is! You do not learn, do you?” Tommy was lecturing Wilbur now, which only made the brunette place a finger to Tommy’s lips.

“Shut up, child. I don’t need a lecture from you.” Wilbur glared at Tommy, who just shoved his hand away.

“Okay, well, constantly cracking your back or doing.. whatever that was, isn’t gonna help it. Do you want me to help, or something?” Tommy placed a hand on Wilbur’s back, as if he were comforting him.

“Nothing will help it, I’m sure this has to be permanent by now.” Wilbur’s tone remained monotone, he sounded annoyed in a way. Stressed?

“Uhh..” Tommy thought for a moment. “Would a massage help..? It would at least relax you a little bit.” He offered, but even he sounded unsure.

The suggestion made Wilbur pause; he hadn’t been given a massage in… Well, he didn’t even know how long.

“Maybe? I don’t know..” Wilbur ran his hands down his face, a deep sigh escaping past his lips. This seemed to be bothering him more than Tommy thought.

“Alright- uhm.. Let me just..” Tommy moved from his current position, and sat on his knees behind Wilbur. He gently placed his hands on Wilbur’s shoulders; Wilbur tensed up almost immediately.

“Fuckin’ hell, man,” Tommy muttered under his breath, it was really all he had to say.

“Don’t judge me.” Wilbur rolled his eyes, tensing again as Tommy began massaging the area around his shoulders. Isn’t this supposed to make him do the opposite?

“I’m judging you.”

“Fuck you.”

“Hey, I’m trying to help you, don’t be a dick!” Tommy poked Wilbur in the dead center of his spine, grinning as the man arched forward with a soft squeak. He went back to massaging Wilbur’s shoulders, being as gentle but firm as he could.

After a few minutes, Wilbur finally relaxed a little. This made Tommy smile. He moved his hands a little closer to Wilbur’s neck, his thumbs firmly rubbing the spot in small circles.

Wilbur immediately tensed again, reaching his hands back to grab onto Tommy’s and stop him. Tommy smirked knowingly.

“Really? You can’t even handle a little massage?” He teased, freeing his hands from Wilbur’s hold with ease.

“Shut up, you fucking bitch!” Wilbur smacked Tommy’s hand.

Tommy placed his hands back near the crook of his neck, smirking when Wilbur flinched.

“Tommy, don’t even think abOUT IT!” Wilbur’s voice cracked when Tommy very, very lightly dragged a single finger down the back of his neck. A shiver went down his spine, he was quick to grab onto Tommy’s hand again. This didn’t stop the teen, absolutely not.

“I’m thinking about it. Wanna be a dick again?” Tommy placed his hands back on Wilbur’s shoulders.

“No! No.. Just- Continue, please?” Wilbur sighed, relaxing his shoulders.

“Hmm. Apologize first.” This sentence made Wilbur immediately turn himself around to face Tommy.

“Apologize!?” Wilbur sputtered. “No, I didn’t even do anything! What have I got to apologize for?”

“You told me to shut up, you called me a bitch, and you hit me! Apologize!” Tommy complained as he crossed his arms. Wilbur rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, you deserved that. I’m not apologizing.” The look on Wilbur’s face became smug, as Tommy’s fell into a blank stare.

“Hm. Alright then.” Tommy hummed, and didn’t say a word as he latched his hands onto the sides of Wilbur’s ribs, digging his fingers on the spaces between the bones.

He couldn’t help but smile as Wilbur went from being smug and cocky, to panicked and shrieking of laughter.

“You going to apologize?” Tommy moved his hands up, vibrating his fingers under Wilbur’s arms as the man fell to the ground helplessly.

“NOHOHO!” Wilbur pressed his arms against his sides in an attempt to evade Tommy’s stupid, horrible, evil tickling.

“No? Okay.” Tommy easily turned Wilbur over and pinned him down, making him stuck laying on his stomach. Tommy’s hands found their way to the backs of Wilbur’s ribs, and he dug his fingers onto the spot. Wilbur screamed, immediately reaching behind himself to stop Tommy, but finding it to be quite difficult.

Tommy really couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Wilbur like this, a helpless mess of giggles and shrieks. It was adorable.

“How about now? You gonna give up?” The teen kept his teasing tone. It pissed Wilbur off how easily flustered his little brother could make him.

“NOHOHO!” Wilbur was now screaming in laughter, barely being able to muster up any words aside from “FUHUHUCK!” and “NOHOHO!”

“Apologize!” Tommy nagged, clawing his hands up and down Wilbur’s ribs. He even shot one hand up to vibrate on the man’s underarm..

That’s what did it for Wilbur.

“OkaHAHAHAY! I’M SORRY! PLEHEHEASE!” Wilbur pleaded, and Tommy immediately stopped and moved back a little. Wilbur melted against the ground, greedily taking in big gulps of air as he tried to compose himself.

Tommy placed a comforting hand on Wilbur’s shoulder, frowning a little at the way the man tensed.

“I’m done, Wil. I promise,” Tommy’s tone flipped around entirely, switching from teasy and a little pestering, to sweet and reassuring. This relaxed Wilbur.. He hadn’t felt relaxed in a long time.

And Tommy is the one who helped him.

Tommy.

Wilbur took a deep breath and looked up at Tommy. He was quiet as he spoke, “thank you.”

Tommy blinked, then smiled fondly. “You’re welcome.” He looked down at Wilbur.

“..Do you want to get off the grOUND-“ Tommy yelped through his words as he was suddenly pulled down to the ground by Wilbur. Tommy rolled his eyes as Wilbur wrapped his arms around the blonde’s torso, cuddling him close. This wasn’t like Wilbur, at all. But Tommy wasn’t gonna complain about it.

“..You know we can’t just lie here on the ground, right?” “Yes we can.”

“…Alright then.”

A/N: Honestly I cannot believe 2023 is about to be over. Time flies.. a little too much. I just wanted to say that I am incredibly grateful for all of the support I have received this year, and for the friends I’ve made and the friends who have stayed with me throughout everything. I love y’all, thanks so much. Happy New Year 🫶❤️

#strangleetomz #strangleetomz fics #mcyt tickle #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #lee!wilbur #lee!wilbursoot #dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle fic #sfw interaction only #sfw tickle fic #strictly sfw #sfw only #sfw blog

[guesswho873]

If it's still possible, you could do Lee!Dream. and he ler! tommylnnt? (plz take your time and one more thing could you tag me please.)

sure!!

sorry for making you waiting for soooooooooo long, and thx for being patient!!

it's... not much but i hope you like it!!

@saltyanimeplaylisttree

#dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #gwho?art #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #lee!dream

[bumbleleewrites]

Three Times Tubbo Was Saved From Overworking

Summary: A compilation of times when Tubbo is comforted by others after trying to take on too much responsibility.

[DSMP S1] Switch!Tubbo, Ler!Tommy, Ler!Quackity, Lee!Ranboo

Word Count: 2.6k

Note: Tubbo and Ranboo’s relationship is written as being ambiguously platonic/romantic in this fic. I do not ship the creators.

First fic of 2023 and it’s good to be back! :3

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“Tubbo? Hello?” Tommy called, snapping his fingers.

Tubbo’s heart skipped a beat at the startle. His vision unclouded as he turned to look at his friend. “Er, I’m sorry. What were you saying?”

“You keep spacing out, Tubs! I was telling you about my idea to expand L’Manberg’s borders south, but are you okay?”

The president hummed in response and tapped his nails against the lacquered wood of his desk. “Yeah, sorry. I think I’m just stressed, is all. A bit overwhelmed, you know, with the new job. I’m fine, though, really.”

Tommy, who was seated in one of the two paisley-adorned chairs across the desk, frowned at him. “Right. I just… fuck, man, I feel like I haven’t seen you do anything fun in ages.” He stood. “Do you want to go for a walk? Get some fresh air or some shit? At least we’ll be out of this stuffy office.”

Tubbo looked out the stained glass window. It was a beautiful day outside; the sun was illuminating the land and creating a kaleidoscope of light inside the room. He nodded with a smile. “Yeah, sure.”

The pair left the legislative building, and Tubbo’s face lit up as soon as he passed those doors. He inhaled. He was happy to smell freshly cut grass and traces of honeysuckle in the wind, rather than the dust of the books on his shelves.

“Nice, isn’t it? Better than staying in that fucking office all day?” Tommy asked.

“Definitely.”

They walked over to a nearby ravine, stopping to pick flowers and admire interesting critters along the way. They found a shady patch, covered by the foliage of a tall, leafy tree. They sat down and watched the calm flow of the stream, how the water created ripples that illuminated the gleaming rocks below. They talked about mundane things, laughing joyfully the whole while. However, to Tommy’s dismay, Tubbo had heard a chime and pulled his telecommunicator out from his breast pocket. 

“Tubs?”

“Sorry, just a message from Niki,” he explained, quickly tapping away on its tiny chromed keyboard, “She wants to know what I think about some building plans.” 

Tommy rolled his eyes. “C’mon, man, I took you here to avoid work!” He reached over and grabbed the object from him.

“What the fuck? Tommy!” Tubbo complained, reaching for it as the taller boy held it high above his head.

“No way!” Tommy laughed.

Tubbo shook his head, his eyebrows knitted together in annoyance while an amused smile played upon his lips. “Alright, you asked for it!” 

He squeezed Tommy’s side, and the blond dropped the device to cover his torso.

“Ah! What the hell?”

“You wouldn’t give it back!”

“You were being boring!” 

Out of the blue, Tubbo found himself laying on his back against the damp grass, with Tommy grinning on top of him. Damn it, the boy had sure pounced quickly. 

“Tom? TOHOHOMMY!” Tubbo cackled, as Tommy began quickly kneading his fingers into his belly. He attempted to grab Tommy’s hands, but this was only used against him. Tommy snatched up his wrists with one hand and held them above the brunet’s head, still prodding along his torso with his free fingers.

“Revenge, bitch!” He shouted in triumph as he squeezed Tubbo’s hip.

The hybrid’s ears flapped in mirth while blood rushed to his face from his laughter. He kicked out his legs from underneath his friend. “Fohohor whahahat?”

“For being boring!” Tommy felt Tubbo’s knee knock against his own and took that as a cue to start squeezing it, spidering under the kneecap every so often. He grinned when the other squealed at the change in spots.

“Ihihihah- I’ll behehe lehehess bohoring, I’m sohohorry, Ihihi swehear!” He shook his head, though he truly didn’t mind the playful contact. It was nice to laugh, and what was that project he was working on earlier? He couldn’t recall. After days of nonstop work, he welcomed the distraction.

“Yeah? And you’re going to hang out with me and not think about presidential shit? Because you’re a great leader and you need to stop being so hard on yourself?”

“Yeheah! Ihihi- wehehell…”

Tubbo began cackling once again when Tommy started drawing circles into one of his exposed underarms. He squeezed his eyes shut and felt his damp eyelashes brush against the lids.

“Say it, Tubbo! You’re a great leader and you’ll stop being hard on yourself!”

“Ohohokay!” He agreed, and tapped Tommy’s wrist. 

Tommy stopped tickling him, and waited for his statement. 

Panting through his residual giggles, Tubbo said: “Ihihi… I’m aha goohood leader, and I need to stop being hard on myself.”

Tommy hummed, and a smirk appeared on his face. Not quite, big man. I said ‘great’, not good.” He pinched along Tubbo’s side.

“Ah! WAHAIT! I’m a greheat leadeherah! Tohommy!”

“That’s better. Right you are, Tubs.”

He ruffled Tubbo’s disheveled hair while the boy shot him a glare that was rendered unthreatening by his wide smile. Tommy sat back down on the grass and handed Tubbo back his communicator. “Fuhuck you.”

“Hey, I wouldn’t be mean to me right now. I could easily do that again.”

Tubbo swallowed and felt a flush return to his cheeks when Tommy wiggled his fingers. “No! No, that won’t be necessary.” 

Tommy bumped his shoulder with a chuckle. “Good.”

.

Tubbo sighed and pressed his fingers to his temple as he looked over the mess of the kitchen. Something sticky was burning on the stove — that wouldn't be coming off with any amount of scrubbing, Tubbo thought — with wisps of smoke rising from it. Pieces of chopped vegetables fallen from the counter were littering the floor, creating a sad, sparse confetti. A tall pile of dishes was sitting in the sink. In the corner of the space was a bag of half-eaten, discarded burgers: Tubbo's failed prototypes. 

The boy had been eager to accept Quackity's offer to be the chef of Las Nevadas's burger restaurant. However, not long after accepting the job, the man had given him a list of demands, one of them being to create a menu featuring a variety of specified exotic ingredients. Tubbo was a decent cook, no doubt about that, but he was far from being a culinary genius. Quackity's requests were ridiculous. How could anyone be expected to come up with a good recipe that combines savory meat with citric chorus fruit? 

He sighed. This was impossible! He supposed that he should tell Quackity that he had failed. Maybe he wouldn’t be as upset if Tubbo informed him, before the man had the chance to find out for himself. Tubbo removed his stained apron and draped it over his shoulder. He made the trek over to Quackity’s office. When he reached the chrome door, he gave a quiet tap on it with his knuckles.

“Boss?” Tubbo croaked, wringing his hands together.

“Come in!” Quackity called.

The goat hybrid opened the door. His hooves clicked across the tile as he shuffled into the room. Quackity stared at him from his plush, ornate rolling chair, with his feet up on his lacquered desk. His eyebrows raised in concern as his eyes trailed over Tubbo’s messy state. The boy had grease stains on his clothes, mustard in his hair, and bloodshot, tired eyes.

“Um, I’m really sorry.” His voice wavered as he spoke. “The ingredients you wanted me to include, I can’t come up with any recipes. I’ve been trying all day and the kitchen’s kind of a mess now, and there’s stuff burned onto the stove, but I tried really hard and-“

“Tubbo!” Quackity shook his head. “Fuck, listen to yourself! Listen! You need to take a break.”

Tubbo nodded and swallowed when he noticed that his throat was parched. When was the last time he had stopped to drink water? There was a slight throbbing around his temples, and were those tears beginning to form in his eyes? He really did need to stop working for a little while.

“Okay, yeah. I’m sorry, I just didn’t want to let you down, Big Q.”

Quackity stood, walked over and placed a compassionate hand on Tubbo’s shoulder, looking into the other’s goat-like eyes. “Hey, it’s fine, Tubbo. It’s fine. I know that I asked a lot of you, but only because I know that you can handle it. You’re the best fucking chef in town!” The man smiled and scratched behind Tubbo’s floppy ear playfully, which caused him to form a dopey smile of his own. “If anyone could make a good recipe, it’s you. Don’t be hard on yourself. It’s a difficult task.”

Tubbo looked at the floor and fidgeted with his hands. He hadn’t expected Quackity to be so calm, to be so nice to him. “Thank you, Quackity.”

He gazed out the window at the sun that was beginning to descend just behind the Space Needle. The warm orange glow being cast across the city indicated to him that night was beginning to fall. “Well, it’s getting late and I know that I promised I would get this done today,” Tubbo explained, “I should really be getting back to work.” 

Quackity gave him an almost pleading look. “What did I just say? You need to take a break. I don’t expect you to get this all done today, especially with how hard it is. I can’t have my best worker burning himself out, can I?” He pulled Tubbo in for a hug, although he kept his posture stiff as if showing this affection would ruin his reputation as a stoic businessman. “Listen, man, you’re doing great. Just take the night off and relax.” He ran his knuckles lightly along Tubbo’s spine, and tension released from the boy’s shoulders. 

“But… I know I should, and thank you, but the kitchen is still a mess and it will be much worse to deal with in the morning if I leave it overnight,” Tubbo protested.

The president raised an eyebrow and released Tubbo from the hug, keeping his hand on the boy’s back. “Don’t worry about that! Las Nevadas hires people to clean all of the buildings when they’re closed.” He paused. “Have you been doing it all yourself?”

Tubbo nodded sheepishly. “Yeah.”

Quackity shook his head with a slight, amused laugh and wiggled his nails against Tubbo’s shoulder blades. The hybrid couldn’t help but let out a stream of soft giggles. His ear flicked in embarrassment.

Quackity chuckled. “You’ve been doing all that work for nothing! I pay you for your cooking skills, not for cleaning.” 

“Oh.”

“Go home and get some rest. If there’s anything on the list I gave you that just won’t work, we’ll talk about it in the morning. Okay?”

Tubbo nodded. “Okay. Thanks, boss.”

“No problem. Now get out of here,” Quackity joked, and squeezed Tubbo’s side. He barked out a startled yelp before leaving the office, with reddened cheeks and a contented smile.

.

Tubbo felt Ranboo shiver and pulled them closer. He knew that their silky fur did nothing to keep out the cold. If anything, it only trapped in the frigid humidity of the room and made Ranboo's skin prickle into goosebumps. Tubbo could tell. He felt the thin hairs along their forearms raising and pushing up against his own skin.

"You cold?"

They nodded.

The goat hybrid looked away. “I’m sorry.”

Ranboo looked away from the fireplace to lock eyes with his husband. “Why?” he asked, frowning.

“For asking you to help me shovel. I forgot that the snow burns you. I could have handled it myself.”

Ranboo gently cupped his face. “Don’t be sorry. We could have been snowed in, so the quicker we got that cleared, the better. It’s only a little bit stingy. At least it’s not rain.”

Tubbo nodded. He wrapped his arms around his spouse. "Better? Not cold?"

Ranboo nodded before he affectionately knocked his bicoloured horns against Tubbo's.

The goat hybrid gave him a warm, albeit hesitant smile. "Good," he replied simply. 

He started to soothingly rub his hands up and down Ranboo's torso, hoping that the friction would provide them with additional warmth. Tubbo felt them exhale before he felt a soft rumbling against his side. Ranboo had started to purr. They had allowed themselves to slump into him, and he saw the tension release from their eyes. Tubbo relaxed into the comfortable weight. He pushed his face into Ranboo's shoulder with a contented sigh. Their clothes smelled faintly of pine, Tubbo noticed. 

"Are you cold anymore?" he mumbled into the soft fabric of Ranboo's sweater. 

"No. Thank you," Ranboo said shakily. 

He firmly placed a clawed hand on top of one of his husband's, which was currently resting on Ranboo's side. Tubbo froze and looked down. His fingertips were just barely poised against the other's sides. He figured his pressure must have lightened as he became distracted.

Ranboo tipped their chin downward and rested it against the brunet's fluffy hair. "Sorry. You know I'm ticklish there."

Tubbo breathed out a short chuckle. He took Ranboo’s hand in his. "Don't apologize." 

He slipped his free hand underneath Ranboo's bundles of clothing and lazily rubbed their belly. His blunt nails raked along their skin as he did so, and Tubbo felt their abdomen quiver underneath his palm.

"Beehee," Ranboo exhaled, and Tubbo could feel the giggles bubbling in their chest. 

"Yes, my beloved?" he responded, with a tiny smirk.

“Whahat are you dohohing?”

“Warming you up,” he replied with a smirk.

"Yohou're mahaking it tickle on puhurpose now."

"Oh, am I?" Tubbo crooned. He nuzzled his head into his spouse's neck, and his eyes lit up at the small squeak that they emitted. "But you're not really trying to stop me, are you?"

The half-ender rolled his eyes and groaned softly. His fangs briefly flashed as he gave the other a bemused grin, tittering all the while.

Tubbo headbutted their shoulder. "I thought as much." 

He unlaced his fingers from his spouse’s and traced along the squishy pad of Ranboo’s palm. His eyes lit up in adoration as they pushed their face into the back of his neck with a giggly whine. 

“That feel nice?” Tubbo asked, with a quick scribble of his nails along Ranboo’s lower belly.

He heard a surprised, high-pitched laugh next to his ear, then felt them nod.

“I’m glad. I… I hope this at least somewhat makes up for making you go out in the cold.”

Ranboo rested their hand on Tubbo’s wrist and lifted their head. Tubbo paused and gazed up at him, watching the lines of mirth around his eyes fade into an expression of concern. 

“I told you not to be sorry. I can survive a little bit of snow, Tubs. You needed my help, so I was there. We take care of our home together, not alone.” He pressed a kiss to the top of Tubbo’s head. “Please, don’t feel bad about this.”

Tubbo blinked away the tears that had started to form in his eyes at the kind words. He swallowed away the tight feeling in his throat. “Thank you,” he mumbled, and rested his head against Ranboo’s chest.

Ranboo rested his chin on Tubbo’s head. “Besides,” he started with a laugh, barely able to keep his composure, “You look like an old man when you shovel! Yohou’d think you’d get the technique right by now! So it’s a good thing that I was there to- HEHEY!” 

Tubbo rolled his eyes as he kneaded quickly into their sides. “Care to repeat that, ticklish-boo?”

“Nohoho, but doho yohohou- TUBBOHO!”

The two of them would fall asleep on the sofa that night; tired out from laughing, safe from the cold and warmed by each other’s company.

#dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #lee!tubbo #switch!tubbo #ler!tommy #ler!quackity #ler!tommyinnit #lee!ranboo #sfw tickle community

[wilbyscoot]

Switch Hero!Tommy and Villain!Wilbur

Tommy has healing powers which if you're already healed or no longer injured, the feeling will start getting all tingly and the longer it goes on, the more unbearable the sensation will get, making it tickle. Siren underestimated how powerful healing can be until he falls victim to Tommy's power, unable to do anything about it since it's not actually a physical thing.

Siren's power is in his voice, he can command people to do anything he wants them to do, which is a very dangerous power in the hands of a villain. What could Tommy do if Siren commands him to keep his arms up and stay still other than doing what was asked of him and dealing with the tickles coming his way?

#please I NEED switch!crimeboys #I'm a sucker for sbi hero aus #I want to write or roleplay this #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #lee!tommy #lee!tommyinnit #ler!wilbur #ler!wilbursoot #lee!wilbur #lee!wilbursoot #switch!crimeboys #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #wil-rambles #wil-prompts

[someone1348]

This is my way of giving Technoblade a proper send off

I will still continue to write for c!Technoblade if requested and in general but I will no longer be writing for cc!Technoblade out of respect

The news is still so shocking and upsetting but you know what he is fighting God and winning! /lh /j but seriously, he is doing all of the things he has ever wanted to do, he is happy and free and so much more! Technoblade will continue to live on through all of us! his legacy and heart are here to stay forever! Technoblade never dies!

It is more than okay to mourn him, he brought joy to so many people, he saved lives just by being him and playing block game! He is a hero truly so don't feel guilty for having feelings, feel what you need to feel that is absolutely valid! He touched the lives of so many, he will never be forgotten!

I hope this story brings you some sort of joy or peace in this crazy time we are in

The people in this: Ler!Philza, Ler!Wilbur, Ler!Tommy, Ler!Tubbo, Ler!Ranboo and Lee!Technoblade

Tw: none! This is incredibly soft! Also very long lmaoo!

Sit back, relax, take care of yourself and enjoy! We are all in this together!

-K <3

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5 times Techno was tickled and 1 time when he accepted it!

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Philza:

The first time this happened there was an unexpected downpour outside. (Un) fortunately for them the rain was supposed to stay until four in the morning so there was no way anyone was going anywhere anytime soon. With that news Tommy immediately called Tubbo to make sure that he and Ranboo were okay, Wilbur went straight to his room to listen to music and take care of himself which now only left two; Philza and Technoblade.

"I'm making some tea, you want any?" The blondes voice was calm and mixed with this rain Techno could have easily fallen asleep, he shot the winged man a sleepy smile and nod as he grabbed the couch blanket curled up in his chair and listened to mother nature's natrual forces do their thing.

"At least now I won't have to water my crops"

Phil giggled at that statement placing a hot cup of tea down on the coaster next to the piglin hybrid. Techno thanked him before blowing on it and taking a sip. It was a very comforting atmosphere, the smell of the tea, the sounds of the rain hitting the rooftop and the subtle distant voices of his brothers upstairs, it was all so, perfect.

"Getting sleepy tech'" Phil said smiling as the piglin protested.

"Nahhh! Technoblade doesn't get tired"

Phil laughed at this before returning to a comforting tone of voice,

"You can sleep Tech, it's all good, I'll wake you up before dinner"

He protested yet again taking another sip of his tea, Phil was going to insist once more but his speech was intruperted by a now louder giggly Tommyinit who was being wrecked in the hallway, Tubbo probably dared him to piss off will or something. That certainly gave him a great idea though!

"Technooo~" the winged man spoke in a sing song voice before approaching the pinkettes chair.

"Phil your acting strange what's going on?"

"Meee acting strange, I would never! Not to you Techie~"

"I know that nickname! Don't you dare!" Techno was to tired and comfortable to move so he used his voice as a warning but that got him nowhere

Soon enough light wiggling fingers were dancing along his sides through the light blanket that wrapped around his torso

"Nohoho phihihil!"

"What is it Techie, why are you so giggly hmm? you were tired just a second ago!"

"Dohohon't play duhuhumb with me Phil you're tihihickling me!"

"Me?! Tickle you! I would never!~" His hands found their way underneath the blanket now fully scribbling all over his now exposed sides from his shirt sliding up a bit due to the wiggling

"Nohohot Fahahair phihihilzaa!"

"I think it's plenty fair, you're sleepy but refuse to sleep, there's only one way to get a sleepy head to actually go to sleep and that's with tickles!" The blonde moved his tickly fingers up to his oldest (by 5 minutes!) Son's ribs; at that moment both Tommy's and Technos giggly shrieks were in-sync it was crazy!

"NOHOHOHO PHIHIHIHILZAA!! PLEAHAHAHASE!!" Techno sunck down into the recliner chair wiggling so much that the blanket fell off him

Phil smiled at the sight before kneeling down and placing a big raspberry to the right side of his ribs, still lightly tickling the left set as he held him close for a grand finale!

"PHIHIHIHILL! HAHAHAHA!"

"Tickle Tickle Technobladee!~"

"OKAHAHAY! YOHOHOU WIHIN!"

And with that Philza let him go, rubbing away the ghost tickles and ruffling his pink locks before tucking him back in with the blanket and letting him rest

"Sleep well Tech"

"M'night"

"Goodnight son"

-

Phil soon made his way upstairs to tell his other sons to take it in one of their rooms and keep it down so Techno can nap!

Tommy:

Tommy had been waiting for this day since the beginning of time! Techno was finally going to train with him! Show him how to fight like he does and just all around be awesome!!!

Tommy has looked up to his eldest brother ever since he was just a baby! He was so beyond ready for this day and nothing was going to get in his way!

Well,,, nothing except his overwhelming urge to cause mischief

Tommy cursed to himself and his impulse control, he couldn't help ittt! It has been soooo long since he had any chance to spend any one on one time with him let alone train together! He was just so excited!

Tommy was quite literally bouncing off the walls as he waited for his oldest brother in the backyard.

"I'm here Tommy!"

"TECHNOBLADEEEE!!! YOU READY TO LOSE!"

"You don't stand a chance Tommy!"

Techo put on his helmet and got his things prepared while Tommy did the same, he really really wanted to spar him, he really did but he just couldn't! He was too excited!!

While Techno's gaurd was down he leapt up onto the piglin hybrids back with a battle cry

"HA HA! I WIN!" Tommy exclaimed as Techno wobbled quickly regaining his balance holding both him and the child up

"One point for stealth but other than that I win"

"That's where you're wrong my friend!"

Right as Tommy said that he scribbled his tickly fingers all over Techno's neck giving his older brother no time to react or prepare.

"Tohohommyy! You're gohohonna' make us both fahall"

"But you're the big strong and mighty Technoblade! You won't drop us both over some measly little tickles would you?~"

Tommy teased him as Techno tried growling through his giggles

"Ohohoff course not!" Techno smirked a bit spinning around to throw Tommy off his rhythm!

"Tehehech!"

Techo smiled, stopping as Tommy giggled looking his brother in the eyes, "wrong move! Techno!" The smirk now fully formed on his face as he dug his tickly fingers under Techno's arms sending him down laughing within minutes!

Techo of course not wanting to hurt his younger brother fell to his knees so Tommy goes forward if anything, once the pair was on the ground Tommy got off of him moving down to tickle his ribs

"TOHOHOMMYY!!" the piglin hybrid fell backwards onto the youngers legs

"Hehe gotcha Technoo~ Tickletickletickletickle!"

"TOHOHOMMYY PLEAHAHAHASE"

"You're so adorable! You've got the best laugh Tech! It's wonderful"

"THaHAaHank YOHOu!! TohohOHOMMY!! PLeEAHAhaHaSeE!!"

"Okay okay! I'm done!"

"Ready to spar for real?"

"Brihing it on!"

Tommy got up into a fighting stance with a huge smile on his face

'I'll get my revenge later'

"Left! good job Tommy!!!"

-

Tubbo:

Tubbo and Tommy were a lot younger when this happened. Wilbur and Techno were supposed to watch the pair today seeing as Phil was away and the two were already hanging out. He should be home tonight but the twins didn't complain, they love their younger brother and his best friend!

Most of the time it was really easy watching them but today seemed to be different. Tommy had his full attention on Wilbur and likewise Wilbur was fully focused on Tommy and with that Tubbo was just alone in a corner, watching.

Seeing the situation there was no way Tech was going to let the kiddo feel lonely so he walked over to the bee boy, getting down to his level and asked him if he wanted to play.

Excitedly of course the brunette shook his head up and down, Techno watched in delight as his bangs flopped all over the place.

Smiling he picked the kid up and took him to his room. He'll scold his siblings later, Tubbo is more important right now. He let the kid play with his plastic swords, gave him pointers and all around made sure Tubbo had fun.

"Swoosh! Take that!" He poked Techno's ribs with the dull sword as Techno fell to the ground giggling

"Ohoh no! You gohot me! Blehh!" Techno fell over and played dead smiling through the process as the younger cheered and danced around him.

"Hehe I win!!!"

Techo decided to lay there a little longer and see what happens, his patience quickly rewarded him as he heard the kid speak again and shake him lightly

"Techno?"

"Technooo!"

"Are you alive, oh geez I killed him, Phil's going to be so mad!"

"Techn-AHH!" Techno then scooped the kid back up into his arms watching him giggle

"Im aliveee!!"

Once Tubbo's giggles settled he lightly smacked Techno's arm glaring at him in a playful manner,

"That wasn't nice!"

Techo laughed at that ruffling his hair "Admit it you had fun"

"Hmmm no!" Tubbo without warning wiggled his fingers against Techno's ribs

"KiHiIhHID!! NOhOOHoHoT FAhaHAIR!" Techno fell back down again holding Tubbo close as the brunette giggled evilly moving up under his arms.

"WAHAhahait! TUHUhuhuBHOHO!"

"Hehehe gotcha Techno! I winn!!"

The pinkette scribbled along the smaller ones sides as Tubbo halted his tickles

"Wahahait!!"

"Tihie?" Techno suggested stopping

"Noho I win!"

"Alright Alright you win!" He ruffled his hair once more before letting him go

"TUBBOO! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"UP HERE TOMMY!!"

Kids

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Ranboo:

"Listen if I'm the main character and you're my sensei that means you gotta train me!"

The half and half man said looking towards the pinkette for advice.

"Ranboo you're the main character you don't need my help, you'll pick it up fast you're the main character!"

"Technooo thats your jobbb to help me! Come on! What are you, scared? Hmm? Too scared to help me? Thinking maybe I could hmmm I don't know; surpass you?~"

Technoblade squinted his eyes shooting the enderman hybrid a deadpanned face before smirking and tossing his pink locks back into a ponytail

"Surpass ME? Ha! Good luck trying kid!"

The smirk was reciprocated onto Ranboo's face as he got into a fighting stance, both of them knew who would win but little did Techno knew that Ranboo had a few tricks up his sleeve!

"Bring it on!"

Techno charged at him as the younger screamed slightly before dodging and squeezing his ribs behind him with no time to react

"AH! HAHA-"

Ranboo smiled brightly as his plan worked, he continued to wiggle his tickly fingers up and down the length of his ribs,

"RAHAHANBOO!!"

"Hmmm sorry? Was was that, couldn't hear you over your laughter and the sound of me WINNING!"

The bright smile slowly turned into a smirk as he continued on Techno's tickle spot, holding him close in the process.

"YOHOHOU TRIHIHICKED MEHEHE!"

"I learn from the best!"

"RAHAhahANBOo! I sWEHAHeAR!!"

"What's your sensei can't handle a few tickles?~" oh he was so dead later for this

"AHAHALRIGHT THAHahaHAT'S IHIT!" Techno mustered up enough strength to wiggle free from his grasp and catch his breath while facing him

"Uh oh,,"

"Yeah uh oh, let me show you how it's done young one"

"AH!-"

"You wanted a lesson now you got one!~"

"NAHAHAHAAHA!"

-

All:

Techno had just came home from a long and tiring mission, he was greeted kindly at the door with 4 smiling facing

"Technooo!!"

"Welcome home mate"

"Welcome back techno!!"

"TECHNOBLADEEEE!!"

The piglin hybrid weakly smiled saying "helllooo" as he took off his shoes and coat at the door.

The air around the house was nice and warm, the smell of freshly baked pumpkin pie filled the room as well, it was so comforting.

"Sit down mate you've been out for so long, take it easy"

Techno nodded and took his place on the couch, the kids; Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo not to far behind, surrounding the piglin hybrid with Tubbo on his left side, Tommy on his right and Ranboo on the floor right next to his legs.

"Welcome home Techno"

"Thank you, thank you"

"How was the mission?" Tubbo asked smiling at the eldest brother

"Would a massage help mate?"

"Good just long"

"Oooo good thinking Dadza!"

"Im not opposed"

The comforting pressure from Phil on his shoulders felt great, Ranboo worked on his legs as well and everything felt great! It was very much well needed, that was until Philza got a little too close to his neck causing Techno to scrunch up a little bit and softly giggle,

This did not go unnoticed, everyone caught on, giving each other the look. Philza "accidentally" would scribble quickly up the sides of his neck while Ranboo "accidentally" scribbled under his knees every now and again, getting the piglin hybrids giggles to speed up until he was full on giggling.

"Guhuhuhuys"

"What's up Techno? Why are you so giggly, it's only a massage king" Tommy said joining in and lightly tickling his right side, Tubbo soon copied

"Yeah what's wrong giggleblade, too ticklish for a massage?~"

Techno was too tired to respond, he just accepted it and let himself giggle freely

Ranboo was doing the same pinching gently all over his ticklish legs

"Tickle Tickle tickleee"

"Welcome home Tech!" Philza said wiggling his tickly fingers all over his neck and under his chin

"Thahahank yohohohou!"

"Anytime Technoblade Anytime!" The group said in unison as they halted their tickles and held him close.

It was good to be home again

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I hope you all enjoyed! This was probably my longest one ever! I did like mini fics I guess you would call it! It's a different format than what I usually do but I hope you all enjoyed! Take care of yourselves! Drink some water and relax! All the love my friends! /p /pos /gen

-K <3

#mcyt tickle #k writes tk things #lee!technoblade #ler!philza #ler!philzaminecraft #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #ler!tubbo #ler!ranboo #rest easy technoblade #dream smp tickle #dreamsmp tickle fic

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LER!TOMMY EVERYONE

#ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #lee!eryn #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle

[nekoma-not-lee]

Day 16 - Ghost

C!Tommy/C!Ghostbur PLATONIC

“T-Tohohohommehehehehe!” Ghostbur giggled out happily, as Tommy quickly poked and skittered his fingers over Ghostbur’s tummy. Tommy looked up, “What’s up Ghostbur? Sorry I’m a little busy right now, could you just hold still for me?” Tommy had meant it as a tease, but to his surprise Ghostbur’s squirming lessened, as he was trying to hold still. It became known to Tommy that Ghostbur didn’t mind this at all. In fact he had never been told once to stop by the ghost. He smiled, fondly, as he realized Ghostbur liked being tickled. “Ihihihit tihihihickles!”

“Oh really, bossman? How about here, or here? Does it tickle there too! C’mon Ghostbur you gotta answer me.~” Ghostbur’s titters turned into flustered and squeaky laughter, “IHIHIHIT AHAHALL TIHIHICKLES! EHEHE FEHEHEHEELS NIHIHICE!” Tommy awed and traced his fingers around Ghostbur’s tummy, “Are you having fun Ghostbur?” Ghostbur’s laughter went back down to flustered titters, “Yehehes, Ihihi ahaham!” Tommy’s smirk turned into a soft and loving grin. “That’s wonderful, bossman! Just let me know when you’re ready to stop!” Ghostbur nodded his head, lost in giggles, “Ihihihi wihihill!”

Let’s just say Ghostbur took a bit to be done, but Tommy wasn’t complaining. He had the cutest little smile and kept his arms out of the way at Tommy’s request.

#tickletober 2022 #day 16 ghost #lee!ghostbur #c!ghostbur #ler!tommyinnit #ler!tommy #c!tommyinnit #c!tommy #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp tickle #neko’s ficlets

[questionokokokok]

EEE LEE RANBOO POSSIBLY?!

So you guysss, If u saw the new sorry boys video theres a part where tommy throws the golf club at ranboos ankle, and he starts doing cpr on rans ankle

What if it tickled?!?! LER TOMMY AND LEE RAN WITH PHIL JUST WATCHING THEM?!

#lee!ranboo #ler!tommyinnit #sorry boys

[strangleetomz]

tickletober day 4– weak spot

#augtickletober2023

ler!tommy (he/him), lee!wilbur (he/him)

Tommy and Wilbur sat on opposite ends of the couch, they had settled for binge watching all of Ash’s vlogs on the TV since they had YouTube on it. They came across the one titled “things got weird,” which Wilbur paid no mind to until a certain point of the video with him and Mark.

“Switch it off,” Wilbur said, reaching over to Tommy, who had the remote.

“Why? We haven’t gotten through all of them,” Tommy responded, pushing the older away and returning his attention to the TV. His eyes widened, and he leaned forward in interest.

“This guy’s not ticklish- what the shit!” Mark had exclaimed before starting to try and tickle Wilbur, unhappy with how the man didn’t react.

“Just do it- just go for it, king.” Was Wilbur’s response, he had a little smirk on his face as Mark’s attempts at tickling him had failed.

“That- that doesn’t do it!”

Wilbur had then let out a small giggle as Mark had poked around his upper ribs, immediately turning to push Mark’s hand away.

“Oh, that was it!”

Tommy watched as the small fight went on in the video, then when it cut to the next clip he immediately turned to look at Wilbur with a shit eating grin.

Wilbur had a look of panic, his face a light pink from embarrassment . He had kept this from Tommy for so long, he knew that he would use it against him and never let him live it down.

“Tommy- No. Do not. I swear to god if you try anything, I will kill y-AAAH! TOMMY NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!” Wilbur shrieked as Tommy immediately jumped onto him, he attempted to push Tommy away but the boy wouldn’t budge.

“Absolutely not! You kept this from me!” Tommy exclaimed, “I deserve this revenge from all of the times you’ve tickled me!”

Wilbur instinctively wrapped his arms around himself, he was not gonna let Tommy have this.

“Oh come on now,” Tommy said, “You think that will stop me?” He then grabbed Wilbur’s wrists and pinned them down with his knees so he could still have both hands. “There.”

“Tohommy, come on. Please. You don’t have to dohO THIHIS- FUHUCK! NOHOHO!” Wilbur was cut off by his own shrieks of laughter as Tommy began clawing at his ribs.

“I am so going to use this against you. All the time.” Tommy grinned like a little kid, he finally had a way to torment Wilbur. He switched to vibrating his fingers between the bones, laughing as Wilbur twisted from side to side, trying to rid himself of the unbearable, stupidly ticklish sensation.

“TOHOHOMMY! FUHUCK- NOHOHOHO!” Wilbur’s face was bright red now, both from being embarrassed about the situation and laughing so hard.

“You know, you haven’t said stop, like at all. Do you like this, Wil?” Tommy slowed to a stop so Wilbur could answer.

“Shuhuhut uhup.” Was all Wilbur said as he pushed Tommy off of him. The blush had spread to his ears and down his neck, and he quickly buried his face in his hands.

“Aww, you do! That’s adorable!” Tommy cooed, immediately pulling Wilbur into a hug. “Just so you know I am definitely gonna tickle you a lot more now.” The teen carded a hand through Wilbur’s hair as he cooed more at the man’s flustered state.

“I will murder you.”

“I’m sure you will.”

#augtickletober2023 #strangleetomz #strangleetomz fics #tickletober #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #lee!wilbur #lee!wilbursoot #mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle

[guesswho873]

Lee Ranboo ler Tubbo and Tommy? (Drawing)

(this were MONTHS AGO i bet you guys you even requested these, look i am so sorry but i trying to improve my art so... it's gonna take a while)

and of coruse!! here you go:

i tried a new kinda design for ranboo but it's didn't came out as planned...

thanks for the request!! and your patients @pokadotpeanut and @justalilgiddybibs

#dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #gwho?art #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #lee!ranboo #ler!tubbo #hope you like it #got out from my grave

[slimeylee]

10 with lee!ranboo and ler!clingy duo? Maybe ranboos really upset over something and they have to cheer him up

ooou ok!!!

:D

10. “Theres only one thing that can solve this.”

warn ;; some feet twords, swearing

"There's only one thing that can solve this."

Ranboo had not been having the best day. He's not been able to explain it, hes just really not doing good. He had gone for a walk and coincidentially ran into Tubbo and Tommy. Tommy had them both come back to his apartment, and the clingy duo could tell that Ranboo wasn't at his best in that moment.

Tommy had been sneaking looks at Ranboo, thinking about what he and/or Tubbo could do to make him feel better. He then had had an idea. He whispered something to Tubbo, and Tubbo grinned and nodded. "Huh-?" Ranboo tilted his head, readjusting his mask. "A sad Ranboo. There's only one thing that can solve a sad Ranboo. Psst--thinking what I'm thinking, Toby?" Tommy asked. "Surely not." Tubbo replied sarcastically.

"I'm thinking, yeah? I'm thinking, we help cheer Ranboo up." Tommy grinned. "Wha-whaha-what do you- what do you mean? Tommy-? Tubbo?-" Ranboo asked, backing away from them. "Oh, no, Tubbo! I think I'm turning into my full form!" Tommy exclaimed, dramatically swishing from side to side as he growled. Ranboo bit his lip, and Tubbo even giggled at the sight.

"Toby! I've become.. the tickle monster!" Tommy exclaimed, lunging at Ranboo and digging into his friends hips. Ranboo squealed. "TOHOHOHOMMY!-" He held his friends forearms, pushing and pulling at them. He threw his head back and erupted with cackles.

"Yeaah, take that bitch!" Tommy exclaimed. He decided to not be too rough on his friend, immediately switching from digging into Ranboo's hips to massaging circles into his tummy. "Tohoho- Tohohommy.. I'm ohohoka-" Ranboo was cut off by a snort as he felt Tubbo squeeze his knee. "Plehehease!' Ranboo arched his back slightly. Tubbo grabbed his leg, and gently raised the bottom of his friends pant leg up his lower leg. He made it so the cuff ended at just his knee.

He gently spidered his fingers down Ranboo's leg, going down to his ankle. Ranboo could tell what he was about to do. "Tuhubbo. Dohon't you dare." He stated, obviously trying to sound intimidated. "Let me think about it..." Tubbo said, putting a finger on his chin and making a "hmmm" sound. "Nah!" He decided, and began scribbling his nails over the sole of Ranboo's foot.

He shrieked.

"NO-HAHAHA! TUHUHUBBO!" Ranboo kicked his leg that wasn't held by Tubbo, but not close to Tubbo just so he didn't kick him. He covered his face, and Tommy dug into his sides. The digging into his sides and the scribbling on his foot was making him go crazy and it was only two spots being attacked! Tommy then stopped, but he wasn't finished just yet. He scooted down a little bit, and gently pulled Ranboo's shirt up. It went basically unnoticed by Ranboo and Tubbo. Ranboo was laughing too much and Tubbo was too focused.

Tommy took a large inhale, then lowered his head and blew that inhale out and formed a raspberry on Ranboo's lower stomach. That was the last that Ranboo could take. "EHEHEHENDER!! EEEENDEHEHEHER!!" He shrieked, which Tommy and Tubbo knew was his usual safeword. Tubbo immediately let go of Ranboo's leg, and Tommy ended the raspberry, pulling Ranboo's shirt back down.

"Thahat.. wahas fu- h-hohorrible!" Ranboo giggled, rubbing away the ghost tickles on his tummy and rubbing his foot against the couch. "It was 'horrible', and yet, you never told us to stop at all!" Tubbo laughed. "Oh, yeah, you didn't! I didn't even realize thahahat!" Tommy laughed. Ranboo's face flushed behind his mask. Thank god for it. He grunted, sitting back up from his laying position on the couch.

"...I feel a lot better, thank you guys.." Ranboo mumbled, and Tubbo and Tommy cooed before snuggling up against their tall friend. It didn't take long before all three of them were a sleepy cuddle pile on the couch of Tommy's apartment.

~

i dont think it was horrible--but it could be better i think

otherwise, i hope y'all enjoyed it :D

aaand slimey out

-slime

#slimey-asks #rivarylive69 #lee!ranboo #ler!tommyinnit #ler!tubbo #tickle sentences: prompts and tropes #tw ;; feet t words #tw ;; swearing #can u guess what ranboo was going to say before he corrected himself #if u can u get a virtual hug from me #because ur cool

[amitlee]

lee!Wil and ler!tommy for 20? idk sorry-

ANOTHER WILBUR AND TOMMY? IM BEING SPOILED I STG I LOVE YOU TOO💕💕

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“I’ve met him, chat. He’s 6’1 at most, don’t let him fool you.” Wilbur said matter of factly from his chair.

Tommy squawked in disbelief. “Take that back!”

“Or what? You gonna throw a fit? Baby rage?” Wilbur teased the younger effortlessly.

“Shut up, man!” Tommy pushed Wil away, accidentally landing his hand directly on his top ribs. A smug smile formed on his face.

As if he could sense what was about to happen, Wilbur grabbed his wrist and glared “Tommy.” He warned.

Tommy chose to ignore the warning, instead dropping his free hand onto Wilbur’s stomach and wiggling it quickly. He yelled gleefully at the yelp and laughter Wilbur crumbled into.

“YEAH! Take that bitch! Don’t count the little man out! Not that I’m a little man, I’m actually a very big man,” Tommy continued to rant as Wilbur writhed beneath his nimble touch.

“TohohOHOM STOHO- NAHAHAT THEHERE! NOHO NO NOHOHO,” Wilbur weakly pushed at Tommy’s hands that had begun to explore his sides and ribs.

“Apologize bitch!” Tommy demanded, accentuating it by firmly squeezing a pair of ribs that made Wil squeal and thrash.

Wilbur slid down in the gaming chair he was seated in, refusal on his tongue. That was until Tommy found the sliver of his lower waist that had been uncovered in all of his squirming and took to quickly and lightly scribbling along the sensitive skin. Whatever words he planned to say were quickly lost to hysterical giggles.

#mcyt tickle #ticklecommunity #mcyt tickle fic #tickle fic #ler!tommyinnit #ler!tommy #lee!wilbur #lee!will #lee!wil

[spotlees-trash]

Sooo…

This might be the most flustered I’ve been in my entire life.

Why is he so good at teasing?!!!

#im not okay #vauge flustered screaming? #trash rambles #dsmp tickle #ler!tommyinnit

[someone1348]

Surprise! It's me! I'm posting woop woop!

This might be a short one but oh well!

The people in this: Lee!Tubbo, Ler!Tommy, Ler!Ranboo

Benchtrio fic! Benchtrio fic! Irl benchtrio fic!

Tw: some language other than that none this is so soft!

I've had this idea for a while just sitting in my plans list on my notes soooo yeah! I hope you all enjoy!

-K :]

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Stuck in the middle

Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo were getting to spend some quality time together after a vlog. They had all just arrived back at Tubbo's house and immediately flopped down on the small love seat that had a direct veiw of the TV.

Tommy sat left of Tubbo while Ranboo took the right, the bee boy was left to get the middle spot. He wasn't complaining though he had the best veiw in the house and he was close to his two favorite people, it was a win win all together!

The only con was there was no room for his hands so he had to put his arms on the couch top behind his two friends.

Tommy sighed in content as he rolled his head back "Man that vlog was crazy"

"You can say that again" Ranboo said in agreement as he turned on the TV and flipped through the channels to see what they could all watch and enjoy together

"SOUTH PARK!"

"No!"

This was the hardest part of cable vs the benchtrio, nothing being on! But they had fun with it. After much persistence from the bee boy South Park was played in the background as Tubbo happily smiled watching one of his favorite shows.

After a couple of episodes Tommy was slowly getting more and more bored, he glanced at Ranboo, then at Tubbo, just to see if he could do anything and fix this boredom that was starting to form into a headache, the idea sparked in him like a light switch being flicked on as he saw the way Tubbo was positioned.

He was stuck, a smirk slowly formed on his features, quickly putting it away as to not give away his plan! He waited a bit, occasionally glancing over at the pair just to see if any of them had caught on, they haven't, it was time!

Tommy slowly moved his hand to Tubbo's knee tracing little shapes on the brunettes kneecap and the upper part of the knee where the knee meets the thigh. He felt his best friend tense up just a bit, Ranboo looked over and immediately knew the plan.

Both of them took it slowly, Tommy eventually wrote the word 'Tickle' across Tubbo's ticklish skin, that's when Tubbo spoke up, the giggles trapped in his throat, so close to escaping

"Tommy quit it!" He said quietly as to not fully disrupt Ranboo if he was watching, he couldn't tell, he was so focused on Tommy and his tickly fingers he didn't even realize that Ranboo was in on this too!

"Im not doing anything Tub's I don't know what you're talking about" The blonde said still making shapes on Tubbo's knee,

"Yes you are knock it off"

"No I'm not!"

"Shhh Tommy I'm trying to watch" Ranboo said to throw Tubbo off some more, Tommy knew he was playing along so he went with the flow

"Whatever" the blonde focused his eyes back onto the tv picking up the speed a bit, now scribbling all over the brunettes knee, Tubbo tensed up his leg more to try and stop it but nothing would work if anything that made it tickle more!

Tommy then squeezed his knee and that was the end of that, Tubbo let out an uncontrollable squeak and a few giggles as the smirk on Tommy's face became visible, his eyes still glued to the tv;

He skittered his tickly fingers all around his knee as Ranboo took this as his cue to start pinching all over Tubbo's tigh/upper leg

"Rahahahanboo?!"

Ranboo's eyes remained fixated on the tv as his hand spidered down the length of his tigh squeezing his knee as well, Tommy still scribbling behind Tubbo's other knee and all around it, spreading his fingers out overtop of his kneecap when he felt like it, Tubbo couldn't stop the laughter that flowed out of his mouth after that,

"Guhuhuhuys nohot fahahair"

"Tubbo could you keep it down please im trying to watch South Park" Tommy teased joking around as Ranboo joined

"Yeah Tubbo geez this is my favorite show"

"Jeheherks" Tubbo joked through his laughter

"Woah!!!"

"Language Tubbo! How Dare you call us jerks! You're in for it now pal!"

The playfulness was clear in everyone's voice it was a great atmosphere but man was he in for it!

"Wait wait wait WA-HAHAHAIT! TOHOHOMMY!!"

Tommy smirked scribbling against Tubbo's side, Tubbo squirmed as best he could but in the midst of trying to escape Tommy's tickles he left himself wide open for Ranboo, which he fully took the opportunity and squeezed gently up and down Tubbo's other side;

"RAHAHAN!!"

"Tktktktktktktk~" Ranboo made some tickle sounds scribbling against the length of his other side as Tommy stuck to some pokes there too as to not overwhelm him.

"We're gonna get you tubs!~"

"Ihihit tihihickles!"

"Good! It's supposed to! Tickle Tickle Tickleee bee boy!~"

"Tohohohommyyy!"

"Tickle Tickle tickleee, dawwww~ such a ticklish little tubbo!"

"Rahahahahan! Plehehease!"

Tommy giggled scribbling quickly under Tubbo's arm as he squealed

"AH!"

"PFFFT HAHA THAT WAS AWESOME!"

"You're an ahahass!"

"Language Tubbo! I think we should get his stomach for that one, what do you think Tommy?~"

"Oh I do agree Ranboo great idea!~"

"Nonononono Wait! WAhahait I'm sohoHOHOHORRYY!! NAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES! NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAIR!"

"Tickletickletickletickle~" Ranboo scribbled underneath his shirt all over his ticklish tummy while Tommy blew tiny raspberries wherever Ranboo's tickly fingers we're not getting leaving no spot untickled.

Tubbo threw his head back in laughter and lightly kicked the ground as the ticklish sensation filled his senses

"OKAHAHAY MEHEHERCY HAHAHA!"

Both boy's stopped instantly, rubbing away the phantom tickles and giving Tubbo room to put his hands down.

"Did you have fun tubs?"

"Mhm! Even though you're both mehean"

"Says the one who called you an ass Tommy"

Everyone was laughing together, it was perfect! Today was well deserved for all of them.

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I hope you all enjoyedd! Treat yourself, Take care of yourself, Relax, Drink some water, eat something yummy and have a great day my friends! You all truly deserve it!

-K :]

#k writes tk things #lee!tubbo #ler!tommy #ler!tommyinnit #ler!ranboo #mcyt tickle #mcyt tickle fic

[bumbleleewrites]

Sleeplessness

This is a re-upload of a fic I posted in 2021.

Summary: One night while visiting the UK, Ranboo can't sleep. Tommy helps him with that.

[IRL] Lee!Ranboo, Ler!Tommy, with Tubbo

Word Count: 0.9k

The faint blue glimmer of moonlight shone softly in the darkness of the room. If one listened very closely, the sound of a few stray cars speeding along the distant motorway could be heard, along with the soft breathing of the area’s occupants. It was peaceful here, calm in the late hours nearing twilight. And yet, even in the tranquility of the space, someone laid awake.

Ranboo shifted, feeling the plush surface of the couch against his back, and sighed. He’d been laying like this for a little over a half hour, allowing his eyes to wander across the room, observing how the gentle light contrasted against the grand, sprawling shadows. The ambience was soothing, but the boy was feeling restless. Perhaps it was due to homesickness, or the hyperness of the day’s earlier events. Regardless, Ranboo knew he wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon. He cleared his throat ever so slightly, carefully bringing his stiff body into a sitting position. He rubbed his eyes, ungracefully stood up, and walked wearily into Tubbo’s kitchen to pour himself a glass of water.

When he returned, his half-empty glass in hand, he was greeted by a figure sitting on the floor, looking up at him sleepily.

“Can’t-” Tommy murmured with a yawn, “Can’t sleep?” He pulled the sleeping bag his bottom half was still in closer to his chest.

“Yeah,” Ranboo replied with a soft chuckle, running a hand through his disheveled hair as he returned to sit back on the sofa. He took a swig of water and set his glass down, then adjusted himself so he was leaning against the armrest. He clasped his hands and rested them against his chest, sighing loudly. The blond continued to stare at him from his place on the floor.

“Is there,” Tommy asked hesitantly, the awkwardness in his voice evident, “Anything I could do to help?”

Ranboo considered, but Tommy was too quick to act. He stood up, shuffling over drowsily, and took a seat next to him. The other grinned, grateful for the company. They remained in silence for a few moments, before Tommy leaned cautiously back onto Ranboo’s chest. The brunet inhaled, more startled by the action than anything, but slowly wrapped his arm around Tommy’s shoulder, pulling him closer. A soft, sheepish smile appeared on Tommy’s face, as he relaxed into the touch. He curled further into Ranboo, resting a hand on the boy’s torso. Ranboo closed his eyes sleepily, comforted by their shared contact. Tommy, however, after having been woken up, was now the antsy one. Feeling a need to fidget, he slowly curled his fingers in and out against the fabric of Ranboo’s shirt. 

Ranboo flinched, trying not to squirm away from the soft tingling that was now building on his stomach. He normally wouldn’t mind, not at all, but the gentleness of the touch was maddening. Thankfully, or maybe not, Tommy switched to tracing light circles with his index finger against the same spot. The feeling was more intense now, and in his sleep-deprived state, Ranboo couldn’t help but allow a quiet giggle to escape him. In the near-silence of the space, the sound was easily heard by Tommy, who stopped abruptly.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, laying his hand flat.

“It- it’s okay,” he stuttered.

Tommy closed his eyes, exhaling tiredly. Ranboo opened his in turn, blinking as his expression turned slightly nervous.

“Tommy?” he asked hesitantly. The blond tilted his head slightly upward, craning his neck to look him in the eye.

“Yeah?”

Ranboo shifted his gaze, tapping his fingers nervously against Tommy’s shoulder.

“Could you, uh, keep going? You know, you don’t have to or anything, if it makes you…” he trailed off, both from his embarrassment and the fogginess of his brain from the lack of sleep. Tommy smiled, finding the request endearing.

“Sure,” replied Tommy cheerily. He began alternating between tracing soft shapes against Ranboo’s stomach, wiggling his fingers lightly. Ranboo immediately leaned his head back and dissolved into a fit of soft giggles and squeaks, squeezing his eyes shut. Tommy broke into a smug smile, definitely planning to tease him about this in the morning. In that moment, however, it could wait.

“This good?” the blond asked, snaking his other hand to his side and slowly scribbling. Ranboo nodded shyly, feeling his face begin to warm. They continued like this for a short while, not noticing the faint sound of footsteps in the kitchen.

“Hey,” whispered a voice in the darkness. Tommy abruptly stopped and turned his head to see Tubbo smirking at them, leaning over the ledge separating the den from the rest of the house. Ranboo’s giggles slowed as he did the same, lifting his hand from the other’s shoulder and using it to cover his own mouth.

“Glad to see you two are getting along,” remarked Tubbo teasingly, before turning to walk back to his room. “Try his back, it’s really cute,” he spoke as he sauntered away.

Both boys sat in silence wide-eyed. Tommy, deciding to break it, walked his fingers from Ranboo’s side to his upper back, lightly scritching there. The american’s smile returned, and while it wasn’t enough to make him laugh, he hummed contently and turned slightly so Tommy wouldn’t have to strain himself to reach. The sound of Ranboo’s soft huffing filled the room. At some point, the brit’s fingers slowed and both boys fell into a peaceful slumber. 

As morning fell upon the house, allowing warm golden sunlight to illuminate the den, Tubbo returned to check on them. He was greeted by the sight of his friends huddled together, fast asleep. When they awoke, he decided, smiling to himself, they’d never get to hear the end of it. For now, however, he’d let them rest.

#mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #lee!ranboo #ler!tommyinnit #ler!tommy

[nekoma-not-lee]

Day 5 - Revenge

O!Tommy/O!Ranboo PLATONIC

TW - Swearing

Prompt List~

“T-TOHOHOHOMMEHEHEHE! WAHAHAHAIT IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHORREHEHEHE! PLEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!” Tommy was currently pinching at the enderman’s knees, with a bit of a pouty face, “Dish it out but you can’t take it, big man? Well that’s unfortunate for you, but great news for me….oh I know what’ll make this even better!” Tommy smirked a bit as his wings that were dormant just a second ago behind him began moving, the feathers stroking over Ranboo’s stomach and sides. Said enderman shrieked, instantly they’re laughter spiked up into loud peals of laughter. “WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHOHO THAHAHAT’S WOHOHOHORSE! SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH WOHOHOHORSE!” Tommy just let a giggle slip and continued until Ranboo eventually said the safeword. Ranboo let out the last few residual giggles, as Tommy asked, “So what did we learn today?” Ranboo decided that moment that he wasn’t ready to give in yet, “Thahat you’re a bihihitch…” For a moment, everything was silent. But then loud shrieks of laughter would be heard from the enderman once more as Tommy started kneading into their ribs.

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