#six tickles

[nuggets-and-stars]

Six! Tickle headcanons?

Katherine of Aragon

babytalks her lees. definitely

also wiggles her fingers above a death spot

will VERY much make her lees ask for tickles if they're being a brat about it (coughAnnecough)

always has an iron grip on whoever she's wrecking

legit didn't know how ticklish she was until one of the other queens poked her in the ribs to get her attention

and she S C R E A M E D

she immediately lies (badly) and says that she just got startled

no one believes her

has a very raspy cackle (after the initial scream)

Anne definitely wrecks her the most out of the queens. But as soon as she first hears Lina's (that's what the fandom calls her right) laugh, her jaw drops. She thinks it's the prettiest thing ever

her ribs and underarms are two major death spots for her

because of Henrat, she actually doesn't like her laugh and attempts to hide it or at least muffle it

hasn't known a day of peace ever since the others found out about her insecurity

Anne Boleyn

the most mischievous mf you will ever meet

she just randomly pokes ppl in the side to see them jump, and acts like she didn't do anything

she thinks it's the funniest thing

when she's wrecking someone, she'll often rapidly switch between places to keep the lee on their toes

she loves teasing whoever she's wrecking

"tktktktktk"

really fucking ticklish though

acts like a brat to provoke someone into tickling her

has a bit of a bubbly, giggly laugh

that you will only hear if she's being tickled

the others absolutely adore it

her most ticklish spots are probably her neck and stomach

she has scars along her neck from the whole y'know beheaded situation. So if you trace them she will lose her shit

often swears and makes threats through her laughter (which are very empty)

squirmer

her cheeks are a massive melt spot

Jane Seymour

a very gentle ler

like so gentle it drives the others up the wall

she teases them with complements. Only complements

she'll say a pun and likely scribble at their stomach or something to get them to laugh at it

"Wow you thought it was funny? I didn't even think it was that funny. :)" ... >:(

is the best at cheer up tickles

either she'll know when you're upset and ask if you want tickles or you have to be very upfront with her

"Hey, Jane? Can you... do the thing..?" "What thing?"

I like to think that they all sometimes give platonic kisses to each other (or romantic if you ship any of them together) so ticklish kisses are very common with Jane

I honestly don't really see her as a lee so if you have any lee hc, I'd love to hear them :)

Anne of Cleves

the scariest ler ever

think of any type of ler, and that's her (that rhymed!)

gives killer raspberries

like absolutely deadly raspberries

playful, gentle, sadistic, you name it

knows exactly what teases to do to get the queens all red in the face

they are legitimately terrified by how she knows exactly how to get them flustered. She claims she's just observant

she'll never admit this, but she likes to see them smile. She sometimes feels guilty that she "had the best" out of the queens, so she feels like she has to make up for that

so I feel like she'd have people pleasing tendencies

like, she's not a people pleaser, just has some tendencies

and only towards the other queens

and don't think the others just let these insecurities fly by

and it turns out, Anna gets flustered super easily when teases are directed at her

and is also super ticklish

has very airy and squeaky giggles littered with snorts

her death spots are her waist and thighs plus a secret third option (her ears)

hates being the shortest out of the queens simply because they can hold her and wreck her super easily (either she or the other Anne are the shortest)

Katherine Howard

OKAY 👏

hated physical touch for the longest time because of *gestures to All You Wanna Do*

but here's the thing, she hated physical touch, but she wanted physical touch

so there's a bit of a problem there

she also saw the queens constantly wrecking each other almost on a daily basis, which she wanted to participate in

they never targeted Katherine because they know that she hates physical touch and they respect that

so Katherine approached Jane and asked if she could tickle her (through many stutters and a bright red face)

Jane ofc happily agreed and just lightly started tickling her

she knows Jane has no ill intent, she actually enjoys being tickled a lot

she became a prime target after that

oddly enough, the queens found her apologizing and often blaming herself for things after that time with Jane

so when they hear her apologize for something that she shouldn't apologize for, she's gone

also if she tries to blame herself for something that wasn't her fault

very much prefers gentle tickles to rough tickles

very giggly laugh, much like Anne (her cousin I should clarify)

a walking tickle spot (but she is uncomfortable with having her feet touch)

and her back is a big melt spot

isn't much of a ler aside from the occasional poke

Catherine Parr

oh this girl

THIS GIRL

honestly isn't much of a ler either

but she will get fed up with one of them. Stare them dead in the eyes, and just wreck their shit

due to being a night owl, she'll get tickled if she's writing late into the night and they're trying to convince her to sleep

but also gets wake up tickles

or tickles if she can't fall asleep

absolutely weak to raspberries (which makes her one of Anna's favorite targets)

can't even say tickle

her laugh gets silent very quickly

her death spots are her sides, underarms, neck, and ribs

EXTRA HC: they give each other comfort tickles if one has a nightmare

And that's all! If any of you have any headcanons I wouldn't mind if you sent them to me via inbox

#sfw tickling community #tickling #tword community #sfw twords #tickle headcanons #tickle hcs #six tickles

[tiklart]

SQUEALING SANTA GIFT FORRRRR THE ONE AND ONLY: @ticklishraspberries!!!

Six of Crows - Inej/Kaz

Uahhh, I hope you like it 🧎 I literally couldn’t wait to start on this, I was beyond hyped for this pairing

Thank you @hypahticklish for hosting this wonderful event like always 🥲💕💕🫶

#bsjdjjd I can’t believe we were each others secret Santa’s 😭😭 #but I was so excited to make this 🥲 #tickle art #tickle #tickling #tickle fanart #squealing santa #ss2k23 #soc #six of crows #kaz x inej #sankta inej #kaz brekker #fanart #tiklart

[tastybluesprite]

//LMK S4 SPECIAL SPOILERS

GUYS MACAQUES LITTLE LAUGH IM GOING TO CRY 😭🥹❤️

#GUYS HIS LITTLE LAUGH #totally wasn’t hoping it would turn into a tickle scene wdym?? definitely not!!! /s #sprite🥤 #lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk special #lmk spoilers #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #shadowpeach #sun wukong #six eared macaque #lee!macaque #ler!sun wukong #ler!wukong #lmk tickling #lego monkie kid tickling

[w98pops]

be vigilant. shine bright. i love you

#fallout #fallout new vegas #fnv #courier six #oc: wendy #long awaited tickles cameo #let me know if you want more tickles #because i do

[to-be-a-dreamer]

I will never not find it hilarious that one of Kaz's main skills is close-up magic like I know it's because it's good for pickpocketing and it shows how he always wants to know how things work so. Logically it makes sense for the character but it still makes me giggly and does not help him beat the "most dramatic bitch in Kerch" allegations. Funniest character detail in the history of ever please never make him stop

#truly i cannot explain why its so humorous to me but everytime he does it i get so tickled #same with the flash bomb trick he pulls on the darkling in the show #like yeah it makes sense and that is absolutely how that character would get out of that situation #but also that's the funniest shit i've ever seen mans really pulled the cheesiest trick in the book on the most powerful person alive #and it WORKED #kaz brekker #six of crows #shadow and bone #grishaverse

[flames-tstuff]

Your cortisol levels are higher than normal. You appear to be: distressed. 'Play' is an important part of adolescent development.

"H-hey, wait—Bahaymahax!"

Your neurotransmitter levels are elevated. This indicates that you are: happy.

First time I've drawn in a hot minute so I just went for it after I got a burst of inspiration from nowhere

Seriously I usually spend approximately 34689321 days on a drawing, whereas I spent like an hour (or maybe a little more) on this. It was nice to not worry too much and just MAKE something for a change :)

Also I feel the need to shout out—I'm fairly certain @carrie-tate's style was sitting in my brain the entire time I worked on this XD

#forgot how nice it is to use traditional media :) #flames art #flame draws #flames stuff #also i def didnt mean to draw their heads that close together whoops #baymax #hiro hamada #bh6 #bh6 hiro #bh6 baymax #big hero 6 #big hero six #lee!hiro #ler!baymax #cheer up tickles #sfw #sfw tk community #tk community #bh6 tickles

[ticklishraspberries]

Sunshine (Jesper/Wylan)

Summary: Jesper has a dumb nickname for Wylan. Wylan insults Jesper’s nicknaming skills. Jesper can not stand for such an injustice. Fluff ensues. (Based on an anonymous prompt. I haven’t read the Six of Crows book, only watched the Netflix show, so I hope I got their characterizations right. I actually went and read the scene where Jesper calls him “Wylan Van Sunshine” in the books so I could understand the context. Hope y’all enjoy!!)

The nickname had begun as a joke, a dig at Wylan’s habit of expressing the negative consequences of their plans, but ever since its first utterance, Jesper finds he can’t stop saying it.

Thus, his boyfriend is oh-so-fondly dubbed as “Wylan Van Sunshine” and it makes that said boyfriend blush each time.

“I don’t know why you call me that,” Wylan grumbles, carefully placing chemicals back in their proper place before turning to face Jesper, something like a pout on his face.

“Because you are my sunshine,” Jesper replies. “The light of my life, always keeping me happy and warm…You know, all that cheesy nonsense.”

Wylan’s blush doesn’t disappear, but the answer seems to soften his features. “You’re a sap.”

“Only for you,” Jesper says, reaching out for his boyfriend, and Wylan steps forward to allow himself to be pulled into a tight hug, Jesper’s lips pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.

Wylan sighs, content. “I suppose it’s one of your better nicknames. You’ve come up with some quite horrendous ones in the past.”

Jesper lets out a gasp of mock offense. “How dare you! I’m great at nicknames.”

Wylan looks up at him with a look that just screams ‘seriously?’ and Jesper pouts. The position that they’re wrapped up in makes it easy for him to maneuver them back onto the bed in the corner of Wylan’s workspace.

“And what’s so wrong with my verbal expressions of love, hm?” he asks, holding both of Wylan’s hands and slowly maneuvering them upward, wrists pinned above his head.

Despite the vulnerable position, Wylan only looks mildly nervous, a touch more jittery than he usually is, and his lips are curling into a smile that he’s trying to bite back. “You say some of the sappiest, most ridiculous things,” he replies. “I love it, but that doesn’t mean I can’t make fun of you for it.”

Jesper can’t keep up the act of offense, and breaks into a smile of his own. “And that means that I can still punish you for being cheeky, sunshine.”

Wylan’s mouth opens to argue or barter, but all that comes out is a squeal of laughter as Jesper’s fingers dig into his side.

“Wait, wait—”

“Wait for what? Because I’m not hearing an apology.”

Wylan is giggling too hard to give some sort of witty reply, and he certainly isn’t going to apologize, and so he just squirms in his partner’s hold and laughs, a high-pitched and

Jesper grins like a madman, all devious eyes and flashing white teeth, as his fingers crawl from Wylan’s right side and over to his belly, sliding beneath the loose sleep shirt (one he’d stolen from Jesper) and scribbling against pale skin,

The laughter only grows, as Wylan’s stomach has always been a weak spot, and his wriggling grows more desperate. “Jesper, please!”

“Please what, darling?”

“Stop it!”

“But your laugh is just so sweet,” Jesper coos in his ear. “I just can’t get enough of it, sunshine.”

Wylan splutters in embarrassment, clearly wanting to argue with the claim but laughing too hard to form a coherent sentence. They stay like that for a few moments longer, Jesper’s fingers dancing across Wylan’s skin, both of them giggling like mischievous children, until there is a loud thump! from above their heads.

It’s followed by two more rapid bangs: Kaz’s cane, signaling for them to shut up. They look at each other with equal parts mortification and amusement. The giggles don’t stop quite yet, but the tickling has ceased.

“He’s going to kill us one of these days,” Wylan rasps.

“Oh, Kaz? Nah, he’s all talk,” Jesper replies. “He loves us under all that grumpiness.”

Wylan looks at him as if to say, ‘you’re joking, right?’

It makes Jesper snort and snuggle close, pressing his lips to Wylan’s temple. “You’ll start to feel it eventually. He’s quite fond of you. I mean, how could he not be? Look at this sweet face!”

He pinches at the other’s blushing cheek, and Wylan bats him away with a fond roll of his eyes.

“Let’s just go to bed before we piss him off any further. Or else he’ll make you even older on the next passport.”

Jesper chuckles but is already tucking himself beneath the blanket, tossing it over Wylan’s legs and snuggling closer to him.

“Goodnight, sunshine,” he mutters. “Goodnight, sap.”

It seems as though that nickname is here to stay, and Wylan isn’t going to complain.

#wesper #wesper fluff #wesper fic #wesper fanfic #jesper x wylan #wylan x jesper #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #wylan van sunshine #grishaverse fic #six of crows #six of crows fic #six of crows tickling #six of crows tickle #raspberry writes

[an-experienced-gentleman]

Kisses placed softly behind your ear.

Six Sexy Words

#six sexy words #ssw #kisses #ear #behind your ear #tickles

[lovelynim]

Daily report

Eighty Six - Shin & Theo and Raiden (feat. Lena)

A/N: Of course my first (official) client would be @wertzunge! Thank you so much for your constant support and your trust! I hope this is of your liking, my dear, dear customer ~

Summary: As the captain of the squad, Shin is giving Lena his daily report, but the call starts to get a little... unstable.

Word count: 1118 words

“And that’s how it went today, major,” Shin spoke softly, his eyes lost in the barren fields that surrounded the squad’s base at the Eastern Front First Ward. The night would be dead silent if it weren’t for the girl on the other side of the line and, obviously, the rest of the group that was still inside the old house. “That's all I have to report.”

“I’m glad to hear everything went well, captain,” Lena hummed on the other side of the line, her gaze fixed on the sketch book in front of her. “But this isn’t really the kind of answer I was expecting, if I’m being honest with you.”

Shin arched his eyebrow, puzzled. He already knew the girl wasn’t like the other handlers the Spearhead Squadron had in the past, but, still, what else did she want to hear? “Is that so? What were you expecting, major?” He muttered, leaning back in his chair, crossing his hands behind his back and one knee over the other. 

Lena giggled on the call, imagining what kind face the captain would be making. “When I asked you ‘how was your day’, I wasn’t requesting an official report, captain.”

“Ah,” he looked up to the starless sky, letting out a small chuckle, “my mistake, then.”

“Let me try again,” Lena smiled, twirling a strand of hair in her hand, “how was your day, captain?”

“Peaceful, I suppose,” Shin muttered, closing his eyes as he barely gave his own words much thought before speaking them out loud. There was no need for those formalities, after all. 

While Shin let himself sink in the casual - and private - conversation with the squad’s handler, two pairs of eyes peeked at him from the corner of the closest doorframe. Theo and Raiden slowly retreated back inside, with Shin’s voice almost fading in the distance.

“They are doing it again,” Theo mumbled, a pinch of annoyance in his voice. “Tsk, ‘let’s wrap up for today’ my foot, they just wanted to talk by themselves.”

“Hah, and you are jealous? Of him or the major?” Raiden teased, scoffing. Still, he couldn’t deny that it was - at least - curious that the oh-so-reserved Undertaker agreed in spending some hours of each of his nights chit chatting with the handler. 

Theo frowned, leaning to get another peek at his captain, “whatever. Are you ready?” The blonde grinned, looking at Raiden with the corner of his eyes and feeling excitement sparkle inside his chest when the other man nodded.

It was time to put their plan into action.

“...and then we had lunch together. It was pretty nice,” Shin commented, not aware of the shy smile that took place in his lips while talking to Lena - and also not aware of the two figures silently moving in the background. 

“I can imagine,” Lena, on the other end of the call, had already moved away from her desk. Strolling around her bedroom, the handler eyed the balcony, thinking about the squad under her care. “So, according to your report,” she continued, jokingly, “the squad went through some training during the afternoon. Did you join them this time, captain?”

“Someone needs to keep an eye on the group,” Shin replied in a monotone, making Lena wonder if he was being serious or joking back at her. While some other members were like an open book, it was pretty hard to get a grip on Shin's feelings sometimes. 

Walking over her bed, Lena sat on the edge of the mattress before allowing herself to fall on the soft surface. Swinging her feet in the air, the handler pondered about her next words, not wanting to let the conversation end at that point.

“But,” Shin resumed, picking up the topic from where he had left it. “I did take pa-ahart- h-hey!”

“Huh?” Lena frowned, rolling onto her side and laying on her stomach. “Captain, is everything all right?” She narrowed her eyes, doubling the attention she was paying to the conversation, but all she could hear from the other sound were… some sort of static? Or some other type of unknown noise. “Shin,” Lena insisted, “did something happen?”

“G-give meheh a secohond!”

Eh?

Lena pinched the bridge of her nose, gently rubbing her eyes. She must’ve misheard it, but, for a moment, she could swear that Shin was… laughing?

“S-sure, but you’re ok, right?”

“Y-yehes, it’s just- agh, you two, stohohop it!”

“Huh? W-who is there?” Lena inquired, but nothing that sounded like an answer came from Shin’s end - just more noise, lots of noise. On the other side of the line, Shin fought as if his life depended on it. Sadly, it all seemed like a losing battle.

Theo and Raiden, working together like they never did, grinned at the Undertaker. 

“What’s wrong? ~ Aren’t you going to answer the major? ~” Theo teased, keeping his arm wrapped around Shin’s leg while his other hand dug and prodded at the sides of Shin’s thigh and the back of his restrained knee.

Raiden, standing behind the captain, held Shin’s head in an armlock while his other hand moved against the captain’s sides and ribs, playing him like some sort of instrument. Unlike Theo, Raiden remained quiet, not wanting his voice to be captured by the mic - still, there was no need for words when his expression said all he wanted to.

“I-it’s nohohoting, m-major,” Shin gritted his teeth, trying to somehow coordinate his moves between punching Raiden in the face and kicking Theo away - but it was all for nought. “J-just sohohome minor i-issues!”

Lena felt the back of her throat going dry, unable to say something back while Shin’s laughter echoed through the voice call. Lena felt some heat spreading up to her face, tainting her pale skin with a bright shade of red. “S-should we stop for today? I don’t want to-”

“NOHohoh,” Shin laughed, his voice raising slightly as Raiden managed to dig his fingers under his arm, “a-ahah, i-it’s fihihine!”

The handler jumped in her bed, sitting up in a hurry. “A-are you sure?” She chuckled nervously, pressing her hands against her flustered cheeks.

“Y-yehehes!” Shin pressed his eyes shut while a large grin spread over his face. “J-just gihihive me a sehecond t-to- agh, dahahamn it!”

“O-ok, ok,” Lena smiled, “I will call you back in a few minutes.”

click

As soon as her fingers hit the button, the handler fell back into her bed and let out a huge, dreamy sigh. “I can’t believe… they actually followed my orders. I need to thank Theo and Raiden later…” 

Lena reached for one of her pillows, wrapping it into a tight hug while she hid her flustered face. “Poor Shin, heheh…”

#eighty six #86 #shinei nouzen #raiden shuga #theoto rikka #lee!shin #ticklish!shin #ler!raiden #ler!theo #86 tickling #eighty six tickling #tickle fic #commission #nim's coffee shop #to: wertzunge

[nikki-tine]

Sent this sketch in @fluffyhare's inbox with intent to respond to their earlier ask answer (on top of my reblog, yeah) But I figured I should post this here too as it could work in more than one context :D

#art #doodle #sketch #this sketch is full-assed by accident #don't look at me I don't know how or why nerjgn #nikki-tine #sfw tickling #sfw tickling community #Masc!Niko is actually fun to doodle wtf #Niko Spirata #sona #Masc!Sona #Masc!Niko #six arms #multiple arms #wiggling fingers #Also yeah the switch is flipped to ler now. good luck lees and switches on lee mode >:3

[nuggets-and-stars]

Favorite lee/ler in SIX?

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... this is legit a very hard question... I like them all as lees and lers, but if I had to choose I'd probably pick Seymour as the favorite ler... and Parr or Howard as favorite lee.

#tickling #sfw tickling community #tword community #sfw twords #tword blog #six tickles

[mrsaltieri-real]

“No one needs reminding that the world is a mess.”

Timothy Olyphant as Rod Reyes: Daisy Jones & The Six (2023)

#i adore him #and his pornstache #I know it would tickle #timothy olyphant #daisy jones and the six #rod reyes #scream #mickey altieri #scream 2 #gifset

[bahoreal]

which bbc ghosts writer is, in your opinion, the funniest

highest rated episodes on imdb by writer:

5.5 Carpe Diem - Laurence Rickard & Ben Willbond

5.6 Last Resort - Martha Howe Douglas & Laurence Rickard

5.3 Pineapple Day - Mathew Baynton & Jim Howick

2.4 The Thomas Thorne Affair - Mathew Baynton & Jim Howick

3.6 Part of the Family - Mathew Baynton & Ben Willbond

5.4 En Francais - Laurence Rickard & Ben Willbond

4.4 Gone Gone - Ben Willbond

4.7 (Christmas Special) It's Behind You - Mathew Baynton & Jim Howick

2.5 Bump in the Night - Martha Howe-Douglas & Laurence Rickard

#bbc ghosts #horrible histories #six idiots #jim howick #mathew baynton #laurence rickard #ben willbond #martha howe douglas #simon farnaby #im just genuinely curious if anyone like. sees the writers of the episode and goes ope thisll be a good one #cos my fave is definitely Laurence he just tickles me

[tastybluesprite]

for the prompts- 36 with wukong and macaque? If youd like

Teasing

They are so freaking adorable and I love them so much ok? Anyway here!!! I hope you like it 😄👍

36. "Oh, you think that's funny? Fine. I'll give you something to laugh about."

Prompt list

Wukong loved making fun of Macaque. It was like a must to tease the ever living daylights out of him. Especially when Macaque face planted on the floor out of his own clumsiness. Much like now.

“OhOHohomyhygohohdddss thahat wahahas ahamazihing.” He was so weak from laughing so hard that he collapsed.

Macaques face was bright red from embarrassment. As much as he was mortified by it, Wukong teasing him made it so much worse.

“Shut up Wukong!” Macaque cried angrily.

“Oho yeheah? Whahat are yohou gohohnna doho trihip ohon mehe?” Wukong was in tears as he collapsed into more laughter.

"Oh, you think that's funny? Fine. I'll give you something to laugh about." A smirk grew on Macaques face.

Wukong threw him a questioning look before Macaque charged at him. Soon he had him tackled to the floor.

“W-wahahait whahat ahare yohou dohoing?” Wukong was now giggly from anticipation, trying to catch the latters hands.

“Redeeming my dignity.” He said simply as he then began furiously digging into his sides.

“H-heheheyyyy dohohont!!!” He burst into bubbly giggles.

“Don’t what? What is it that you don’t want me to do Wukong?”

“T-tihihckle mehehe!!”

“Tickle you? Got it, you ass.”nMacaque said simply, as he then dug into his ribs.

“NONOHOHO DOHOHONT!!!” Wukong cackled at the new, more intense sensations.

“Apologize and I’ll think about it.” Macaque told him with a grin. He loved when Wukong was completely at his mercy. He found it adorable how he’d writhe around aimlessly, and just laugh his heart out.

He then grabbed Wukongs wrists and forced them above his head.

“Ok. I’m gonna give you 5 seconds to apologize. If not…” he made a wiggling motion with his fingers just above one of the great sages underarms.

Wukong giggled at that with anticipation, practically feeling the ticklish sensations there already.

“…. Five.”

“W-wait!”

“Four.”

“Mahahac d-dohohont!!”

“Two……”

“Yohou skihiped threehehee!!!”

They looked at one another in silence. Macaque grinning evilly at him.

“ONE!”

And Wukong was gone. He couldn’t make another coherent sentence. God he should be lucky he’s immortal or he’d probably die from embarrassment, lack of being able to breath, and possibly insanity.

“GAHAHAHA MACAHAHAHAHA!!!” He kicked his legs off desperately.

Once his laughter grew near silent Macaque finally stopped, settling on tracing shapes lightly on his stomach.

“You ready to apologize now your majesty?” Macaque asked him with a smirk.

“N-nohoho wahahay…” Macaque then raised an eyebrow as he went back to his armpits, merely resting his fingers against the spot.

“AHAHA NOHO OHOKAYOHKAHY IHM SOHOHORRY!!!”

Macaque wasn’t even tickling him! He was just he only freaking out. Macaque didn’t think he could be any more adorable.

“Apology accepted, I guess.” He said with a grin as he poked the others nose, getting up and leaving the giggly mess to curl up in his hysteria.

#help me dear god I love them #sprite🥤 #sprite promts🥤 #shadowpeach #fanfiction #tickling #tickle fic #lmk tickle fic #lmk #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid tickling #lmk tickling #lee!wukong #lee!sun wukong #ticklish!sun wukong #ticklish!wukong #ler!macaque #six eared macaque #sun wukong #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #lego monkey kid sun wukong #lego monkie kid macaque #wukong x macaque #sfw tickle community #sfw tickle fic #sfw tickle blog #sfw tickling community

[tklpilled]

gold rush

(jesper/wylan)

summary: wylan won't admit he likes tickling. jesper's going to make him, one way or another.

a/n: commission for @ticklishraspberries !! thank you soso much i loved writing these two

[this is a sfw tickle fic!]

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

The house is always filled with a variety of sounds, much to Jesper’s enjoyment. He hates the silence, hates how it gives him too much room to think and think and think. He’s eternally grateful for the constant humming, or the gentle notes from the piano and Wylan’s flute, so that when neither of them are in the mood for talking it doesn’t leave them in an uncomfortable quiet.

Jesper loves how much more comfortable Wylan has gotten with him. It’s not that there was anything wrong before, but Wylan is—he’s very awkward, and he flusters incredibly easily; especially, it seems, when it comes to relationships. Jesper doesn’t mind, not at all, but he can’t deny that he rather enjoys when Wylan will give him a sharp remark where he used to stay quiet, and how he initiates things more than he ever had before.

Still, not everything has changed. One of the first out of many reasons why Jesper fell for Wylan is that he’s just so fun to mess with. It’s incredibly entertaining to watch him stiffen and stammer, eyes widening as he immediately grows defensive when Jesper finds the right thing to poke fun at. Of course, Jesper’s not mean; he stops as soon as Wylan starts to show any signs of discomfort, but until then, he’ll take great pleasure in toying with the boy.

And, really, this time it’s Wylan’s own fault for being so ticklish.

“Gah—Jesper!” Wylan squeaks, spinning around to face his boyfriend, who’s just poked his sides.

Jesper grins. “Yes, sunshine?”

Wylan’s cheeks redden. “Don’t call me that,” he grumbles, looking away.

Jesper puts a finger under Wylan’s chin, tilting his face up. “Aw, don’t be like that,” he teases, and jabs a finger into the boy’s side again as he moves away.

Wylan, predictably, squeaks again. “Jes!”

“Problem?” asks Jesper, using both hands to repeatedly poke up and down Wylan’s sides, nearing his hips and ribs but never straying far. Wylan nearly collapses into a fit of giggles, curling in on himself as he tries to bat Jesper’s hands away.

“J-aha! Stohohop it!” he begs, nearly squirming away before Jesper pulls him into his chest. 

“Oh, hush,” teases Jesper. “I already know you like it when I tickle you.”

Wylan turns beet red. “Th-thahat’s not—I do nohot!”

Jesper raises an eyebrow. “You don’t?”

“N-nohoho—Jespeheher!”

Jesper stops, stilling his fingers but keeping him held close. “Alright then.”

Wylan makes a few sputtering sounds, as if he’s going to protest, but then he decides against it. “Y-you…”

“Me?” Jesper pulls away just a bit to look at him.

Wylan flushes. “...Nothing.”

Now, Jesper knows full well that Wylan doesn’t mind being tickled—in fact, he even likes it, craves it from the right person. It’s pretty clear to anyone who watches—the way Wylan hardly even tries to fight back, the way he leans into the touch rather than away. The thing is, though, that no matter how obvious it may be, Wylan just won’t admit it. Jesper has tried. But this time, he’s taking a different approach—don’t tickle Wylan until he admits he likes it. It seems easy in theory, but Wylan can be stubborn.

So, here they are, a week after the incident, and Jesper is mourning the loss of one of his favourite sounds. The house is quieter without Wylan’s laughter filling the air, but it’s not enough to make Jesper be the first to give in. He’s going to make Wylan admit it this time.

Holding himself back is…much more difficult than he thought it would be. Jesper doesn’t realise just how often he tickles Wylan until he can’t do it anymore. When Wylan stretches, scrunching his nose as he reaches his hands high above his head; when he’s trying not to laugh at Jesper’s jokes, but he’s not doing too great of a job; when he gets embarrassed, and his face turns that pretty shade of pink that Jesper just adores. If Wylan doesn’t confess soon, Jesper might just die due to lack-of-Wylan’s-ticklish-giggles. 

Lucky for Jesper, it doesn’t last much longer.

Jesper’s hands are on Wylan’s bare skin, under his shirt and running up and down his sides. Wylan flinches, once, when Jesper strays too close to a sensitive spot—which was genuinely an accident; Jesper can forget just how ticklish his boyfriend is—and when Jesper notices, he stops, just as Wylan had asked him to do. He doesn’t miss the small whine that slips from Wylan’s lips.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” says Wylan, a little more focused on the ceiling. 

Jesper hums. “I heard you make a noise.”

“You heard wrong.”

“You’ve made that noise before.”

Wylan blinks, his expression blank. “No, I haven’t.”

“Could it be that—”

“No—”

“---you want something that you’re too afraid to ask for?”

The ceiling can not be that interesting. “Wh-what kind of thing would that be?”

“No idea,” says Jesper, returning his fingers to the same spot. Wylan twitches.

And Jesper, rather than his usual choice of making Wylan squirm even more, does nothing.

Wylan grumbles. “That.”

“Hm?”

“Th-that,” stumbles Wylan, cheeks beginning to heat. “You keep stopping.”

“Oh?” Jesper wriggles his fingers for a moment. “You said you didn’t like it.”

A tiny, frustrated noise comes from the back of Wylan’s throat. “...I lied.”

Jesper snorts. “Did you, now?”

Wylan covers his face with one hand, turning away as he hides his blush. “Just—go ahead.”

“I want you to say it.”

“You—!”

Jesper kisses him softly. “Come on, Sunshine. It’s not hard.”

Wylan sputters, bright red as complaints rapidly fall from him.

He soon realises Jesper is serious.

He whines, way too embarrassed than should be legal. “I don’t—I don’t hate it. T-tickling,” he tacks on at the end, in case Jesper tries to make him say it (he would have).

“So?”

“So!” Wylan is somehow even redder. Jesper thinks he might actually explode. “You…don’t have to stop.”

Jesper laughs, before he lays across Wylan, limiting his movements, then grabbing both wrists and pulling them over his head. “I thought you’d never say it.”

#my fics #arty writes #tickle fic #six of crows #soc #shadow and bone #sab #shadow & bone #s&b #wylan hendriks #wylan van eck #jesper fahey #wesper

[queenofbaws]

Hacketteers but what if we threw them into dragon riding school? 👀

catch me catching up on some not-quite-six sentence sat(or)sunday!

The day had been overcast from the start, heavy grey clouds obscuring the sun, but as the creature's great wings beat at the air, even nature itself took notice. Thin shafts of light, almost angelic in their radiance, shot down from between the rifts torn in the gathering storm. The world seemed to shake - or maybe just shiver - as it landed on the rocky shore, a mountain made of oil slicks, its scales shining sometimes black, sometimes green, sometimes colors none of them had names for.

Slowly, tentatively, the first of the students held his hand out, feeling an instantaneous bond as the dragon's molten eyes met his. It was in that moment, as though through telepathy, he knew its name:

"Brandomere Asskickeous VII."

***

"Jacob, you said you were going to take this seriously."

Immediately on the defensive, his hands shot up. He cast quick, friendly glances around the picnic table, meeting the other counselors' exasperated eyes with a grin with maybe just a touch too much mischief to come across as earnest. "I am! I am taking this seriously! Look man, you said we got to make our own characters, right? And I wanted to make sure my dragon was the one with the coolest, strongest name - everyone knows that's how this make-it-up crap works."

"Your idea of the coolest, strongest name for a dragon was Brandon Asskickeous?" Dylan set his chin on his hand, narrowing his eyes as he watched Jacob from across the table. "You should be studied, man. In a lab. Like, with a microscope or something."

"First of all," he cut back in, pointing with his pointer finger like some kind of pointy poindexter before someone laughed a little too loud and he decided a different finger was in order. "It was Brandomere Asskickeous the seventh, he's part of a long line of incredibly strong, incredibly powerful dragon wizards - "

From where he'd put his head down on the table, his arms wrapped around himself, Ryan groaned, "That's not a thing."

" - and second of all, I'm not sitting here judging your dragon names, so maybe, uh, what's the word I'm looking for here...oh, right, shut the hell up."

Scooching down lower in her seat, Abi gave Ryan a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. "Um, I'm not saying this to rub it in or anything, but...we did sort of say something like this would happen."

"Hey, are we gonna keep going or not?" Nick asked, his character sheet already a mess of doodles, scribbles, and hash marks. "Don't get me wrong, it's gonna be hard to top Jacob's dragon, but...I think mine might just take the cake."

"It's not a competition!" Rising up from his defeated slouch, Ryan cast an exhausted look out at their little gathering. Why had he thought this was going to be a good idea? Of all the bonding activities he could've come up with, why had a tabletop game been the choice he'd gone with? Genuinely, he couldn't remember. "The point of the game is to, y'know. Explore new worlds. Interact with cool characters. Solve puzzles. No one's dragon gets to automatically be the strongest - no matter what its name is."

Already Jacob and Nick were opening their mouths, no doubt to pick up where they'd left off, but Emma beat them to the punch. "Well I for one can't wait for you guys to meet my dragon, Daisybelle, so all in favor of us getting back to Ryan's masterful storytelling, say aye!"

Much to Jacob's chagrin, the ayes had it.

***

The air filled with a thick, oppressive heat as another dragon joined the first, immediately causing the gathered students to fan themselves as they sweat. Everywhere they looked, there was only the wavering lines of heat mirage, and the warning sizzle of raindrops not allowed to reach the ground.

At first, no one moved - no one thought they could. Such a presence would burn them alive, char them to a crisp if they ventured too close. But then, cautious but determined, a girl stepped forward and the heat dissipated like fever breaking. She set her hand on the dragon's amber snout, and again, its name formed in her mind.

"Trogdor the Burninator."

***

"KAITLYN!" The table erupted into chaos as Ryan threw his arms into the air, and while there were decidedly more groans than laughs, it sure didn't feel like any of them were on his side.

"What?" she asked, assuming the same defensive posture Jacob had before, her hands raised, her shoulders high, her face slack with fake innocence. "I thought it was a solid choice!"

Covering her mouth and nose to hide some of her snort-laughing, Emma fell against Abi's side. "What kind of name is that?!"

"Hey now, I'll have you know Trogdor is pretty much the name when it comes to dragons, okay? It's basically historical."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, see, I can tell you guys aren't dragon experts like me and Jake, so I'll let you in on the secret." Kaitlyn folded her arms on the table, then leaned in closer, widening her eyes dramatically. "Trogdor was a man. Well, he was a dragon man. ...or you know what? Maybe he was just a dragon. But he was still - "

And then, not just to Ryan's surprise but everyone's, she and Jacob popped up from their seats, whipping out what might've been fairly impressive air-guitar solos had they not been accompanied by them both shouting "TROGDOOOR!" at the top of their lungs.

Ryan put his head back on the table. He tried desperately to continue his narration.

***

Then there came a rumbling from the sea, as though some kind of -

***

"This seems like a bad time to reveal that my whole thing was going to be, like, a super edgelord version of Barney, huh?"

"Dylan. Barney's a dinosaur."

"Uh, okay, Abigail, what do you think dragons are?"

"They're...they're not dinosaurs! I...wait, are they?"

Knowing this was a battle he'd already lost, Ryan propped his head up on his hands. "Anyone else have a super hilarious dragon idea they can't wait to share?"

There was a beat of silence, and then Nick smiled sheepishly. "Uh...Toothless? From...y'know...How to Train Your Dragon?"

After another beat, Abi pulled her sketchbook up from off her lap, turning it around to reveal a startlingly gorgeous sketch of a stylized...

Wait.

"Um...mine's also...Toothless. Actually."

Emma clasped her hands together, leaning that much farther into Abi. "Oh my gosssh, you guys are so in-sync! Imagine that. Huh. You're like, dragon soulmates or something."

***

Once every student had their dragon, it came time for them to take to the skies. Only some of them, they had been warned, would survive this trial, and -

***

"Hey, uh, pardon me for party pooping, but...what is it exactly that you kids are doing right now? In the middle of the night? Besides eating...all of the trail mix, that is?"

There was a chorus of "Hi Mr. H!"es (and more than a few muffled giggles) as Chris came out of his office to stand by their table, arms folded and expression perplexed. No one rushed to answer him, though, which...well, that just figured, didn't it?

"We're playing a game," Abi said quickly upon realizing no one else was stepping forward. "Sorry if we were being loud."

"Trying to," Ryan corrected her, "we were trying to play a game. A TTRPG."

"Uh. Huh. Well NGL that sounds like a BFG, but FYI and JSYK, you guys GTG. To bed. It's late, and the last thing I need is you guys being all groggy-eyed for the scavenger hunt tomorrow. So quit ROFLing and GTFO, you know?" Clearly proud of himself, Chris gave a little chuckle.

"Sorry Ryan," Abi said, tucking her sketchbook back into her bag. "Maybe we'll actually, um, get to the dragon riding part next time!"

"Whoa, whoa, wait, there are dragons in your game?" Chris asked. "You mean like Trogdor?"

"Yeahhh!" Kaitlyn and Jacob cheered, giving each other a victorious high-five before cutting Chris in on that action.

There was no sugarcoating it. Ryan was devastated. "There's no way Trogdor the Burninator is a thing. There's no way it's a real thing."

"Hey, bud," Chris said, still grinning, "IYKYK. Now seriously, everybody, bed. Now."

((incredibly desperate author's note from an elderly millenial: please tell me you whippersnappers out there know trogdor omg))

#jeyfeather1234 #six sentence weekend #the quarry #queenie writes supermassive #waaaaaghhhhh im sorry this took so long and BOY i think this is maybe a reference to fourth wing??? but i havent read it D: #so i hope this tickles your fancy despite my lack of dragon school knowledge hehehehehehe and thank you so much for your patience!!! <3