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fluffomatic · 1 month
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Did I stay up late to finish this? Yeah, of course. I actually had motivation! You think I'm gonna squander that? Hell no! I wanna wreck my boy!! Dan needs some more tickles~ Wouldn't you all agree? So, little explanation of each piece in order,
Dan gets a shirt-full of Bakugan~ Drago is absolutely no help.
Baron just wanted to give his idol a foot massage! Too bad Dan can hardly handle his feet being touched~ As soon as Baron realized how ticklish Dan was, he switched tactics real fast 😏
Slumber party!! I feel like Julie has a sixth sense when it comes to emotions. Girl can smell sadness a mile away. So anytime Dan comes down with the Big Sad™, she goes to town wrecking the poor guy! He doesn't complain. He needs the distraction
Lastly, a simple group hug gone wrong. Spectra and Gus lured Dan in with a hug, and as soon as he was trapped, they initiated the plan, Spectra kept him in place as Gus tickled his side! He's never gonna trust them again!
(My art don't repost but please reblog)
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amazingmsme · 4 months
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A Good Golly Holiday Time
AN: Extremely loosely based on the squealing santa warmup prompt featherflake & basically just my excuse to write for The Solve It Squad/How the Grunch Cribbed Christmas. Ever since I first laid eyes on Scrags I knew he had to get wrecked. Hope you enjoy, merry Christmas & happy holidays to everyone! Really gonna try to pump out one more holiday fic but we’ll see about that won’t we?
Scrags... really wasn't having a good time. He normally tried to avoid the holidays because it only served to remind him of the family that didn't want him, and that fucking Maddie girl in his dad's reserved seat was just rubbing salt in the wound. He tried to keep his glaring to a minimum.
It seems his efforts failed because his friends very easily picked up on his sour mood, and it was obvious that they were walking on eggshells around him. They were in the craft portion of the planned activities, and it felt like his friends were coddling him rather than actually checking in. It was insulting damn it, he was a grown ass man! He didn't need their condescending praise about his crappy snowflake or the pitying looks they cast his way when they thought he wouldn't notice. Well news flash: he notices everything; he's a fucking FBI agent for crying out loud!
He heaved a heavy sigh as he glued a handful of feathers onto his snowflake. Keith walked behind him and off to the side, looking over Ester's shoulder at the iPad in their hands.
"So, what's the chat saying about me?" he asked, sweeping a hand through his hair. Ester rolled their eyes as they continued to scroll through the comments.
"Not much, they're all talking about what a sad sack of coal Scrags is being," they muttered, causing Kieth to furrow his brows.
"What? No way, Scrags is always high strung and snappy, they just don't know him like we do," he tried to justify. He glanced up at Scrags, his playful smirk falling when he saw the way their friend's shoulders sagged. He slapped a handful of feathers onto his snowflake in a messy, haphazard thud onto the table. "Okay yeah, he is being a classic Grunch, but it's not like we can cheer him up." Keith caught sight of a nearby camera and flashed a smile and wink.
Ester rolled their eyes. Keith stepped in front of her to be in the camera's full view and addressed the audience.
"Hey all you beautiful people at home! Our friend Scrags is having a little trouble getting in the holiday spirit, so we're taking suggestions on how to cheer him up!"
"Really Keith? C'mon, we got more important things to do! I need all you fuck nuggets at home to donate in my name, got that?!" Esther yelled, addressing the camera as they shoved Kieth out of the way. "Think of the children, first and foremost, but make sure I fucking win when you do!" they insisted, drawing the attention of Gwen and Scrags with the shrill pitch of their voice.
"Esther, try and keep it down, it's arts and crafts time and I do expect you to use your indoor voice," Gwen said in her classic cheerful tone with a dash of condescension and and a pinch of superiority. Thankfully, neither Esther nor Keith paid her any mind as they searched the comments for ideas.
"Wow you guys really have no sense of humor," Esther muttered as they scrolled past a few particularly bad holiday themed jokes. Keith grabbed their wrist and pointed at the screen.
"Hold up, go back I think I saw something," he said, not waiting for them to comply and snatched the iPad.
"Hey, give that back!"
"In a sec!" he said, scrolling until he found the comment once more. He froze and looked at Esther with an excited, sinister grin. "I think mrsclausgiantjuggs just gave us the solution to our problem."
"Ew, Kieth-"
"No, it's a username! Here look!"
"No I don't wanna-" they stopped mid sentence as they read the comment. A devilish glint flashed in their eyes. "Is Scrags ticklish? You guys should totally tickle him, I bet THAT will cheer him up!" They looked up from the screen and locked eyes with Keith. An evil chuckle slipped out as they slowly crept over to their gloomy friend.
"Gwen, your snowflake is looking picture perfect, just like you," Keith flirted, ever the suck up simp.
She flushed and giggled, "Oh stop!"
"Scrags, buddy! Yours is... coming along," he said, staring at the mess of paper, glitter glue and feathers.
"Gee, thanks. Gwen made me do this so she wouldn't be crafting all by herself," he teased lightly. "But y'know, I think it'd look better if you did it, Esther. Or even you, Keith."
"The hell do you mean "even me?" he asked incredulously. Esther smacked him from behind, reminding him they had a goal to accomplish.
“Scrags, I gotta be honest with you. You’re acting like a Grade A Grunch, and the chat’s picking up on your vibe. Now if you don’t change that, we’re gonna have to take drastic measures,” he warned/threatened. Scrags merely rolled his eyes.
“Sorry that I’m no happy enough to conform to your cheerful holiday standards,” he quipped, crossing his arms over his chest defiantly.
“Well that’s where we come in,” Keith said, sidling up next to him. Scrags looked him up and down skeptically.
“I’m not really in the mood for jokes…”
“Oh but this isn’t a joke!” Esther assured from his other side, making him jump. “If you ask me, this is a sure fire way to get your cheer meter filled all the way to the tippy top!”
Scrags scoffed, returning to his half-assed snowflake. He jerked away with a squeal when he felt something soft and fluffy flutter over his ear. He looked over to see Keith twirling a feather between his fingers, sporting a wicked grin. Scrags held his arms out in front of him as a weak defense.
“Dude, no, we’re live,” he practically pleaded.
“Uh, I know. This was a fan suggestion!” he chirped. Scrags choked on his own spit, sputtering and stumbling to his feet.
“Ex-excuse me? No, I don’t believe you!”
“Oh but it’s true,” Esther spoke up from behind him, making his blood run cold.
He stared at her, completely frozen for a solid few seconds before his brain caught up with himself. “What?” he reacted with his entire body, tossing his head around to look at her, placing his hands on his hips in his iconic sassy dad pose. “Who would want to see that?” he demanded.
“I think a better question is who wouldn’t want to see that,” Gwen joined in on the teasing, walking up behind Scrags and squeezed both his hips, making his twist out of her grip with a choked off giggle. “Great idea Keith!”
“Technically all the credit goes to mrsclausgiantjuggs, but I am the one spearheading this mission,” he bragged on himself, but still gave credit where credit was due. Okay, so maybe he wanted to say that username one more time.
“No, okay, I am shutting this down, it is not happenIIING!” his stern scolding morphed into a shrill squeal when Ester grew tired of waiting and dug their fingers in his armpits. He whipped around just in time to see their sinister grin as they wiggled their fingers in the air, getting ever closer. He desperately tried to fight off the smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Not once up to this point in the livestream had he been so aware of the multiple cameras trained on them. He continued backing away from the threatening fingers… Right into Keith’s outstretched arms.
Strong arms, that immediately trapped him in a very tickly bear hug. “GOTCHA!” he yelled as he pinched and kneaded his sides and ribs, launching him into a full fledged giggle fit. He squirmed around like a fish on a hook, swatting and shoving at his probing hands.
“Aww, I can’t remember the last time you looked so happy, Scrags!” Gwen cooed, placing a hand over her melting heart. She wasn’t even meaning to tease, it was a genuine observation.
“Ihihihit’s fohohorced! Gwen d-don’t just stahahand there, hehehelp me damnit!” he snapped through his laughter. Before she could answer, Esther interjected.
“Uh oh, someone clearly isn’t feeling the holiday spirit!” He shook his head, eyes wide with panic as they lunged for him. Their fingers prodded his soft belly, causing him to double over in Keith’s grip.
“Oh I’ll help you alright! Trust me, when we’re through with you, you’ll feel like a million bucks! Just like when we were kids, right Mr. Giggles?” she asked and okay this time she definitely meant to tease. It had the desired effect and had him turning a rather adorable shade of pink.
“D-dohohon’t call me thahahat!” he cried indignantly, twisting around in his friend’s hold to hide his face from the camera, and hopefully protect at least a few of his tickle spots.
He realized his mistake when Keith took a deep breath and planted a loud, sloppy raspberry on his neck.
“OHOHOHO FUCK KEITH THAHAHAT’S SO GROSS, GEHEHET OHOHOFF!” Scrags’s hysterical laughter nearly blew out his mic before it tapered off into a less earsplitting volume as Keith pulled away, wiping a hand on his mouth.
“Sorry, could’ve sworn you said you liked raspberries,” he said with a shit eating grin. Scrags rolled his eyes, still grinning from ear to ear.
“Yeah, the fruit you dickwahahad!” his insult lost its edge when Esther drilled their thumbs in his hips, sending him back into helpless laughter.
“Hey, this is a charity livestream for children, watch your motherfucking mouth!” Esther yelled over him. Gwen gasped at the outburst.
“Well that’s the pot calling the kettle black!”
Esther smirked, cocking their head to the side. “Sorry Gwen, pretty sure you’re not allowed to say that anymore,” they said, shaking their head with a tsk. Gwen scoffed.
“Oh you are so asking for it!” And with that, she set her sights on a new target.
Needless to say, the chat was going wild, and they were gaining view by the second. It was a rare glimpse of the fun, bright eyed detective group they remembered growing up, and that was the greatest non denominational holiday gift anyone could ask for.
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tickle-page · 2 years
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Day 18: Nightmares
Keith x Lance
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Lee: Their son and Keith
Ler: Keith and Lance
Summary: Keith’s and Lance’s 5 yr old son, Haven, ran into their room crying, saying he had a nightmare. Keith decided to cheer him up w/ a few tickles, teasing him abt how ticklish he is, but Lance decides to show his wonderful husband who holds world champion of ticklishness.
A/N: This is a ship fic, so if u don’t like it just scroll and don’t read. It’s totally platonic.
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“DAAAAD!!! DAAAAADY!!!” Haven came running into his dads’ room, crying with his blankie in one hand and his teddy bear cradled under his other arm.
“Awww, what’s the matter bub?” Lance softly asked as to not startle the already freaked out younger one.
“I… I-I had a nightmare…” He sniffled.
“U did? Well, come up here, and cuddle w/ us.” Keith pat the side between him and his much taller husband.
“*sniff* ok…” He climbed up the King size bed and layed down beside the two. Keith hugged him from the front, and Lance hugged him from the back. The black haired dad thought it was too quite, so he gently scratched up and down the kid’s back, getting his sides every now and then.
“Hehehehe,” Haven giggled out.
“Haven? Why are you giggling?” Lance looked down at him, realizing that his husband was tickling their son.
“Dahahhahahady’s tickling mehehehe.” He squirmed in place, but isn’t really trying to dislodge himself from the tickle trap.
“I’m sorry, Haven, but you’re really ticklish, so I can’t stop now.” The red paladin, well use to be red, started squeezing his sides now. Making sure to be delicate bc he is 5, his dad doesn’t want to hurt or kill him.
“Hahahhahaha!!! Daddy!” Haven started to squirm more now. Lance picked up on Haven’s squirming so he decided to put this into good use.
“You know Haven? Ur daddy, is extremely ticklish himself, probs even more ticklish than you.” Lance smirked at Keith, causing him to blush mildly.
Haven gasped, “WHAT?! Daddy’s ticklish?!”
“No daddy isn’t it.” Keith talked through his teeth, stopping his tickling, death staring at Lance who thought his redden face and this cute scene was funny.
“Oh yes he is. Look.” The now red paladin squeezed the latter’s side, causing him to jump on the side that was just attacked, holding it while he squealed.
“Hahahah, daddy squealed!”
“That’s not even the best part. If you wanna get him to laugh, u gotta pin him down and tickle him, or he would just run away, bc big old daddy is scwared to get tickled.~” Lance jumped over his son, and pinned his squirmy husband while he’s protesting.
“No, Lance! Don’t tickle mEHEHEHEHEH!! Lahahahahance!” Lance started squeezing the younger’s side.
“What? You don’t like me squeezing ur slender torso? You don’t like me dipping my finger in this sensitive hollow you just have randomly placed on your ticklish tummy?” The oldest one there squeezed his sides, swirled and scratched the inside of his navel while he traced the latter’s abs.
“LAHAHAHAHAHNCE!!! DOHOHON’T TEASE ME!! STAHAHAP!!” Keith started squirming wildly now. He hates being tickled because he’s just way too vulnerable, plus his evil husband keeps teasing him while doing it. And it pisses the latter off, but somehow deep in his husband’s smily face every time Lance tickled him, he just craved more. And he doesn’t know why, but he does know that he needs the tickling to stop.
“Awww, u wanna tickle daddy, Haven?”
“YES!!” The 5 ur old boy, followed his father’s footsteps and did the same thing that Lance did. Now Keith had to stop squriming violently to avoid hurting his precious son. Curse you Lance.
“No!! HAHAHHAAHVEN!!!! Please!!! DAHAHAHAMN YOUR SMALL AHAHAHND NIMBLE FINGERS!!”
“Gasp! Did you just swear at our son?! Well, it looks like it’s punishment time.” Lance wasn’t gonna tickle Keith’s worst spot bc it was nighttime and he didn’t wanna tire out his husband before they played a very special game. But worse comes to worse, and he had to teach him some manners. So Lance grabbed Keith’s arms and pinned them above his head. “Watch out Haven, things will get gruesome~.”
“No, PLEASE!! DON’T TICKLE ME!!! NOT THERE!! Babe, please! Please stohohohop. I can’t take it there!! I’m serious, please!!! I’ll do anything you ask, ANYTHING!!” The oldest one being stronger than his small husband, can’t really do much. So all Keith has to do is lay there and take it, but he’s still trying to get out of the much stronger one’s grasp.
Then he did it, he finally tickled the men’s worst spot, his armpits. “NAHAHAHHAHA!! *snort* IHIHIHI CAHAHAHN’T——“ Ofc, Keith can’t finish any of his sentences being tickled there, guess it sucks on his end. Though, what Lance doesn’t know is that he’s gonna get his taller husband back, wether it be after this, or sometime next week. It’s gonna be soon, and it’s gonna happen.
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fandomsnfluff · 2 years
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okay but on a lighter (sorta) note why the FUCK am i falling back down into the v.oltron pit i’m---
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cloudcountry · 4 months
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SUMMARY: a handful of insecurities the ikemen guys would adore.
WARNINGS: none!! :D
COMMENTS: happy holidays everyone!! i hope this makes at least one person feel loved by their fav <3 just know that this isnt a decisive list and that no matter your insecurity your favorite suitor would adore you to bits.
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you might think that they're silly for adoring your stomach so much, worshiping any extra fat or polished muscle you possess. they revel in your softness, burying their face into your midsection whenever they get the chance, kissing the skin there when they wake up and resting a hand over your belly button when you two go to sleep. if you’re ticklish there, watch out, because they take great joy in poking and prodding you just to hear you giggle.
arthur, dazai, will, charles, luke, silvio, edgar, kyle, seth, loki, masamune, mitsunari, motonari.
they don't understand what’s so embarrassing about your body hair. to them, it adds a sort of human softness to your legs as they run their hands down your calves, feeling the slight prickle of where each strand begins and ends. they think it’s beautiful, smiling so softly as they cup your knee, rubbing their thumbs across your skin. they do the same to your arms, cherishing every inch of your body,  just to remind you that even if you don’t like your body hair, they do because it's you.
leonardo, vincent, faust, clavis, zero, sirius, fenrir, mitsuhide, shingen.
your nose is often where their kisses land, sprinkling the bridge of it with their love and affection. they caress your face so tenderly as they bump their nose against yours, and you can feel the smile on their lips when they lean in to kiss you again. no matter what shape or what size, they will never stop thinking that your nose suits you just perfectly.
isaac, jean, leon, yves, sariel, keith, jonah, luka, dean, oliver, hideyoshi, keiji.
they think your acne and your scars are beautiful, even if you hate the way they look on your body. they insist it could never take away from your beauty, that you will always and forever be radiant, even with the red marks and the dull, faded scars. they’ll help you take care of them so you aren’t hurt, but they will never let you believe that you’re ugly. that word should not be associated with you, not when you have constellations speckled across your face and scars that are on their precious love and their precious love alone.
napoleon, sebastian, licht, nokto, alter keith, ray, dalim, mousse, yukimura, kanetsugu, kicho.
...and along with acne, they know you could never look prettier, especially not without your cellulite or stretch marks or anything in between. they trace the folds and warps in your skin with reverence because you are their love, their light, and their darling, and for as long as they live they want nothing more than to be able to hold you. because you are a human being who is worthy of love, if not for your humanity then because of your humanity.
mozart, theo, comte, vlad, jin, chevalier, rio, gilbert, lancelot, harr, blanc, nobunaga, ieyasu, ranmaru, kenshin, sasuke, yoshimoto, kennyo.
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eliciria · 3 months
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hello love!
i saw that you write yandere material and are looking for inspiration! so if you don’t mind I’d love to request some yandere headcanons for satan from om (๑>؂•̀๑)
a/n : heyyy !! thanks so much for requesting. It's a bit short, I hope you don't mind.
whisper to the trees ... (ask box status) : open
check my about me/request rules here
wc : 0.67k words
cws : dark content, mdni! suggestive asf, mentions of kidnapping (not on you), potential smut in the end?
song playing : prayer1 by april27
Yandere! Satan headcanons
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On a scale of 1-10, from how scary Satan would be compared to other demons if they were a yandere, I'd make Satan a solid 5.
I am not like Keith Lee, and I can't give that much of a rating without being a little bit biased. So I'll just try to validate my opinion.
Let's start with the fact that this man is pretty much the concept of a person who does his homework. He knows what makes you feel disgusted and what tingles your stomach in lust.
May or may not have studied human anatomy just to use it to his advantage.
Aching from school? He's already massaging the part between your shoulder and neck that makes you feel good, albeit a bit ticklish.
Someone flirted with you at school? Satan kidnaps them, syringes a lethal amount of vitamin c underneath their tongue, and leaves them out on the streets. People say the poor student died from cardiac arrest.
You were a bit uncomfortable after hearing that one. You had just talked to that demon after all. Were you next? Your train of thought was interrupted as Satan ruffles your hair, telling you to be safe. You offer him a smile, and you nod. (He watches as you walk to RAD, shuffling the syringe between his index and middle finger)
Doesn't let you leave his room, and not in the "I captured you" way that you'd imagine. Of course you have to go to school and, do the occasional meet up with those outside (Solomon checking on you), he lightly gaslights you into staying with him for the majority of your stay within HOL. (Little do you know, he may or may not have pulled some strings for you to stay with him here. You aren't leaving hell, sorry.)
Lends you his clothes, in fact, kind of pressures you to wear it. It triggers something in him, a desire. He wants to be all yours, and you to be all his. Wearing a shirt or one of his turtle necks solidifies the fact that you reciprocate this.
He knows what he's doing is toxic and wrong, but he attempts to justify it. (He is going through a crisis within himself trying to validate his gaslighting and manipulating.)
He's incredibly sweet to you, and I mean incredibly. Buying you your favorite drinks, reading to you, all that.
Follows the sidewalk rule for his life, always peels your oranges and whatever fruit you want, and always attempts to keep his anger from bubbling out.
It rarely ever works though, as he is still the avatar of Wrath. Rage bubbles out, especially if something happens to you in particular. Lucifer scolding him? Fine. Mammon stealing his books? He'll get him later. But you going missing? (You were late by 2 minutes..) He was beginning to feel nauseous, his fist clenching. He gripped the book in front of him, trying to keep calm. The ticking of the clock seemingly became louder, and right as he was about to start ravaging his room, a soft hand laid on his lower back.
"Satan?" You say softly, trying to determine whether or not he was angry. He lets out a breath. You smelled so nice. A bit too nice. He turns around. The way that he looked at you now made it seem like he wasn't fuming and holding in his barely contained anger a few seconds ago.
"Hm?" A smile on his face. You couldn't tell what he was thinking of, but the way that he gripped your hand after you stopped holding his shoulder, he probably needed some comfort. (You were dead wrong, he was holding in a boner right then and there.)
You hugged him, patting his back.
"Are you angry?" You mutter quietly. He blinks, before hugging you back "No, no I am not." He takes a whiff of your scent. Sweet. He suddenly gripped your waist, eliciting a yelp from you.
He has decided. Instead of ravaging the room, he'll ravage you instead.
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a/n : i leave that to your imagination. reminder i do write smut, so this can continue! My requests are open, so please do request if you have something in mind! Thanks for reading.
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d4n1elll4 · 5 months
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KEITH KOGANE RECS PT.2
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→ I don't own any of these works here. I just collected them in a single place so I (and maybe others) can find them easier. All the credits go to the authors. → Don't hesitate to notify me if any of the links don't work or anything. I'll make sure to solve the problem as fast as I can. → Check my Masterlist for more fandoms and recs. → Thank you and enjoy :) ❤️
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part 1
touch by @the-kerberos-mission
ticklish by @space-lions-and-imagines
dating app by @itzlinhwritesnerdythings
secret's out by @vnmpior
afraid of thunder by @deliciouslyswaggytrashcan
i'm not emotional unattached by @yandere-voltron
i won't let you fall by @quillvvie
fluffy hcs by @keiffeine
confession hcs by @keiffeine
rivals to lovers hcs by @keiffeine
cuddling hcs by @keiffeine
kisses hcs by @keiffeine
allura's younger sister hcs by @keiffeine
james griffin's sister by @keiffeine
flinching in an argument hcs by @keiffeine
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chocopbwafer · 1 year
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[ general dating headcanons with fem!human!reader ]
Pairing : [m!voltron!chars x fem!reader]
TW? : None
Word Amount : 836
Originally Posted On : AO3
When Shiro gets stressed out he just likes to rest his head In your lap, or In the crook of your neck while he wraps his arms around your waist.
  He finds your presence very comforting.
  When you're worried or stressed out, he catches on Immediately.
  Will give you a glass of your favorite beverage, maybe some snacks and hold you close to him, and you just bury your head In his chest enjoying the comfort.
  "Want to talk about It?"
  If you don't want to, then he'll respect that, he'll just try to keep whatever's bothering you off your mind.
  If you do want to though, he'll definitely listen to whatever you want to vent about.
  He's been In a few past relationships so he's decent In experience
  He gives great hugs.
  (Sometimes he likes to be the little spoon.)
  Idk why but he gives me the vibe of somebody who can cook good waffles
  He likes to kiss the bridge of your nose.
  If you have freckles then he's definitely kissing each one he can find.
  Kiss his forehead while playing with his hair If you want him to melt Into a puddle
  (♡)
  You and Hunk have your own little cooking class with each other.
  One part of you Is paying attention to what he's saying while he's cooking with you and the other part Is just smiling cause he's smiling too and his happiness Is so contagious???
  He's been on a few dates before but this would be his first time In a serious relationship so he's kinda awkward at first
  He eventually warms up and gets closer to you
  He's a really good singer, like, you come home one evening and just hear him In the shower singing his lungs away
  If you've had a nightmare he'll hum and sing to you while holding you close, and he sounds so nice you end up dozing off.
  Kiss his cheeks and he's just gonna grin at you like a goof
  (♡)
  Self-care for Lance Is a very big deal, and If he notices that you're not taking time out to care for yourself he's putting that to a whole stop.
  Ask him for face masks and moisturizers cause the boy stays stocked up
  He'll definitely wash and braid your hair (If you let him that Is!)
  Pampers you with love and affection every chance he can
  He's clingy and needs kisses every five seconds
  "Lance, I JUST kissed you"
  "I want another one though!"
  Despite his constant flirting he actually has never been In a relationship, let alone a date
  So when he asks you out and you accept he's kinda confused 
  "Now what?"
  Very sweet boyfriend
  He likes to nuzzle his head Into your neck and sneak a peck or two there.
  His jaw Is kinda ticklish but he certainly won't complain if you pepper a few kisses there
(♡)
  Both you and Shiro are the only ones that can calm Keith down when he's agitated.
  Just pull him aside and talk to him for a little bit
  He'll calm down
  Eventually
  He's never been In a relationship before and he's kinda emotionally constipated so the whole dating and love thing Is kinda awkward for him
  So when he asks you out, flowers In hand, his head averted and cheeks a dusty pink you already know he didn't do It on his own
  Shiro, Hunk and Pidge helped him out
  Coran helped too, but Keith was pretty sure the courting methods he was talking about probably only worked on Altean women
  Goes to Shiro for advice occasionally 
  He does not understand flirting
  He'll just look at you confused and then like, ten hours later he's like "oh"
  He really likes to hold your hands, and just idly rub along the lines of your palms
  He likes to kiss your knuckles
  His shoulders are kinda ticklish
(♡)
    Sometimes you'll tag along behind Coran when he makes improvements on the castle-ship.
  While you help him with chores and whatnot he might talk about what Altea was like
  He'll apologize for babbling but If you encourage him to keep talking about his home-planet and he will not hesitate to just talk about what It was like, and you end up smiling cause his eyes are literally sparkling the whole time
  Tell him about earth dang it
  Poor man doesn't know what snow is
  If you and the rest of the crew ever make It back home you promise to yourself the first thing you'll do Is show your boyfriend how to make a snowman
  Has been In a few relationships and dates before but with Altean women
  He has no clue on how to pursue a human woman
  Gets advice from both Pidge and Shiro
  He's oddly warm
  Like, If you cuddle or hug him he just feels like a fricking furnace
  Very overprotective and sweet boyfriend tbh
  He likes to sneak little kisses at the tips of your ear
  fin.
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keithkog · 9 days
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is Kolivan ticklish
I have not tried out this yet, sorry to disappoint. He’s on some blue planet with mom right now. I would guess no sadly, or if he is he would have enough discipline to hold it in.
I would have to ask Krolia to tickle him. I may have fought in war, but the confidence to tickle that man is something I have not come across.
-Keith
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candied-boys · 1 year
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Ikemen Prince Head Canons
Ticklish Boys
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Jin
Do sensitive nipples count as ticklish? For Jin tickling is just another form of foreplay so he'll be ticklish if you want him to be 😏
Leon
Has the cutest chuckle laugh for someone as big as he is. It won't be that easy to figure out where he's ticklish, but he'll let you have at it - amused just watching you test every corner of his body until you find the spot below his belly button that makes him cage you in his arms so you can't continue!
Chevalier
You try that and let me know how it goes... I don't think he'll appreciate you wasting his time - even if he loves you dearly - because there is always something else he'd rather be doing... Like reading, working, slaying, or making you say his name like a prayer while he ruins you.
Clavis
He's always down for fun, right? Maybe you'll find a spot on his lower back, or maybe the inner side of his elbows where the skin is oh so thin. Maybe it's the bottoms of his feet. But wherever it is, you best be prepared for when he takes his turn because even if you swear on your life that you aren't ticklish Clavis will find a way to make you ticklish.
Yves
The princess is so ticklish it's silly. Anywhere. Everywhere. Any time or place. The best is when you tickle his inner thigh under the table at a boring meeting and get to watch his exquisite features scrunch up and his ultramarine eyes twitch with restraint because he is trying SO HARD not to burst out laughing.
Licht
Nope. Not even a little. Unless... you use a feather on his neck while he's sleeping. Then he'll jerk and whimper and look at you with absolute horror shock when he startles awake to find you straddling his hips with a dainty weapon in hand.
Nokto
He'll act like he's not, lying there just enjoying having your hands roam his body, making comments like why don't you try tickling my dick with your pussy babe? You give up at some point, giving into his handsy touches, kisses and purrs, and spend the rest of the morning being thoroughly wrecked by him.
But lying there in his arms while he has that relaxed look only you get to see, you start to wonder... and curiosity gets the better of you. Fisting his soft cock, he gives you those oh you want more do you, my greedy little slut eyes, which quickly go wide when he gets sensitive with overstimulation and starts biting his lip in a most definitely not sexy way.
Congrats, you found his ticklish spot!
Luke
Nope. Nope. Nothing. I told ya 'm not ticklish, he'll say when you attempt to find some way to get the upper hand against your grizzly bear of a boyfriend.
But he's lying. Get him behind his knees when he's not wearing pants and he will squeal.
Gilbert
Be careful what you wish for. When you find out he's got ticklish ears, you might have learned too much for your own good...
Psst this is canon!! 🤭
Keith
Keith is a baby girl and is absolutely ticklish, unless you're trying to tickle alter! Keith in which case uh... I hope you like being tied up and "revenge tickled" until you break...
Rio
This either goes one of two ways - he's shrieking, screaming, running, rolling on the floor ticklish OR he's like OH MY GOD YOU ARE TOUCHING ME AND I'M IN HEAVEN. DED. JUST DED. in which case he's not ticklish at all and you get bored instantly. He will, there after, pretend to be ticklish EVERYWHERE because you losing interest that fast broke his heart.
Silvio
Try it and find out just what a sadist he can be on a Saturday morning. I bet you like that gold collar, don't you? Sure you might be able to get a couple of jolts out of him if you run your nails down his spine or tease the baby hairs at the nape of his neck. But you do this at your own risk. You know the smirk he'll be wearing while he has his way with you.
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Genuinely asking for advice on how to write smut. How do you write a scene so that it comes off as sensual and lewd but not in a way that sounds disgusting? I read your stuff and it's the best kind of pornographic. It feels like plucking a fruit from a tree and biting into it.
How can one strive to achieve something like that??
SOS please help me.
Smut is such an unattainable art form to me but i look at it longingly all the time.
wow thank you so much for your kind words about my writing!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ i will do my best to answer it!!
i think one of the first steps is figuring what type of smut you want to write-there's definitely different kinds of porn that you see in writing. some of it, despite the fact that it's porn, is like...grossly objectifying. that kind you can see plenty of examples of published in old straight cis male authors where they spectacularly fail at writing intimate scenes to the point you get second-hand embarrassment reading it.
so when you read a type of smut that you don't like a good tip is to figure out what exactly about the quality of writing puts you off. maybe it's their use of first person, excessive use of the word 'jiggle', or an outright refusal to call a cock a cock and using chaste words like 'rod' or 'shaft' which implies...embarrassment of the act occurring.
the thing is, when you write porn you need at least a little bit of shamelessness about it. otherwise, your reservations and hesitance about what's happening will enter into the writing and you won't be able to vividly paint the picture of what's happening.
i think in general for a lot of the smut i write i do put a lot of emphasis on one thing and that's providing as clear of a picture of what's happening as i can: sights, sounds, emotions, physical reactions.
a few years back i got a similar ask to this one about smut writing and i found that a lot of what i recommended then still rings true today so i'll include that below:
"the number one thing i think i do is try to use all the five senses by the end of the scene, describing in detail something they touch, see, taste, smell, and hear.
-where are they? what are they doing? how are they acting?
 if they’re in public or scared of being caught, areand if under a time constraint and trying to get through it quickly they might whisper lowly to each other, so they’d have to lean in close to each other when that happens when that happens they might use one of their five senses smell cologne, or sweat, they might feel warm with the proximity, they might get ticklish from having someone whisper in their ear.
if they’re alone and have plenty of time to themselves they might be louder, more willing to yell or make sounds.
when it comes to avoiding repetition in both cases it might be better to disperse ‘telling’ and ‘showing’ writing like ‘he groaned’ versus an onomatopoeia like ‘hnnnng’ ‘ah ahhh hahhnn’  in which the sound indicates they are groaning/moaning. another thing you could do to sort of spice up the former would be to add a motion with the action like ‘he groaned into his mouth, he moaned into his shoulder, he whined against the pillow’
-where is their body? how is it doing?
a good way that i use to make sure their actions are consistent is thinking about their body placement and keeping track of where it is like how at one point lance was bent over a storage unit and with keith pushing him up he had to stand on his toes, it’s a small detail but gives off a sense of not being fully in control, not being able to find his footing and making it more that he was getting lost in the sensations.
if they’re on top  they have more control, they control the pace, they can hold down hands, etc. on the bottom they might be more constricted, the amount of movement the have is limited so when they’re trying to express what they feel they might ‘writhe’ etc. 
a way ive seen in all the great smut fics ive read is that the writing makes a lot of emphasis on the povs experience, basically trying to get the person reading into their state of mind, emotions, feel what they feel.
so in sex: are they out of breath? are their thighs sore? are they slipping and have to keep maintaining their footing? are they sore? if so where? 
and then their bodily functions/condition: are they drooling? are they cold? are they hot? sweating? panting?
-how are they feeling/emotional connection?
another factor i feel is really important is emotions
depending on the ship, fic, situation, etc there might be no emotional attachment in which case it’s a matter of amplifying how the character feels physically.
for emotional connection: do their meet eyes? how does it feel when they do, do they take a second to stare and just absorb? what is the stare like? soft? tender? sweet? loving? hazy because they’re lost in lust?
there’s lots of ways to show emotional care, intertwining fingers during sex acts, stroking hair, sides, backs, cupping someones face in your hands, kisses, etc.
and then physically how their body is doing: in smut the focal point is whatever is giving or receiving pleasure,- in that case how does it feel? 
it will differ depending on the action like if it’s penetration (different for fingers tongues, dildos, or dicks), blowjobs, going down on someone. each actions has certain things attached to it like they heat of a mouth, slickness or stickiness of saliva, flexibility of a tongue or fingers.
- the buildup
when i first started writing fan fiction i tried doing a lot of research into writing and things and ended up coming across lots of critique posts like people saying that anal without lube is a turn off for readers, that bad prep scenes in writing are no good, etc.
truth is, all that is really preference based and not actual valid critiques since they didn’t even offer alternatives or options for how to write differently.
buildup is like, implying certain actions i think. depending on pace you’ll either write out all the prep or if it’s more faster paced implied actions can also suffice. 
like placing a sentence that’s like ‘he pulled the lube out from under the pillow’- that by itself is good enough for me in some cases because obviously if he’s pulling it out he’s going to use it, and everyone’s read 101 different ways how. 
(**** also side not just to make sure, fanfic sex doesn’t have to be realistic, in most cases smut and sex in fanfiction is idealized and while adding elements of realism to fics is good and all it’s really a matter of personal choice and writing style it’s not necessarily a strict ‘you have to’ it’s okay to write slightly or completely unrealistic sex, plenty of people out there will like it either way****)
buildup is also trying to play up the feelings of horniness to the max (depending on the atosphere of the scene, it its more emotional it might be better to go slower and focus on actions rather than feelings of arousal)
and then finally
 the finale/climax
in smut you’re building up towards the finale which is them orgasming or feeling some deeper emotional connection. this could precede the physical actions since something in a lot of cases catalyzes it like someone looking into someones eyes and feeling love which is followed by their release.
and this is, in my opinion, probably the hardest to pin down consistently in writing and a adore the people who’ve got it down pat. the feeling itself could be described ina variety of different ways:
- like heat, like sparks behind their eyelids, like shivers traveling down their spine, etc.
in additon to that are their other body reactions
-their toes curling, their hands gripping something in a white knuckle grip, biting down on their lip to muffle their sounds, gasping, squeezing their eyes shut, their eyes rolling to their back of their heads, crying, etc.
and after all this, if all else fails- porn is always a great reference. (sure a lot of it is acted up but it could serve as a good model if you’re really stuck)
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hopefully this helped!!!"
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fluffomatic · 22 days
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Some soft wake up tickles~
(My art don't repost but please reblog)
(Platonic only)
Art is slowly becoming easier for me again. Slowly but surely. We are getting there besties
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dualityvn · 9 months
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Regardless of who’s in control of the flesh vessel, I wanna cuddle up on the couch with him, hold his hand in both of mine and trace the creases in his palm. Just to see how either of them would react.
Tenebris snuggle into you and purr. He might get ticklish from the tracing of his palm.
Keith is at risk of falling asleep like that. He's sure to have nice dreams, though.
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Ikeprinces Ranked By Their Longest Continuous Laugh
CLAVIS . Some say that even when he's not laughing they can hear an undercurrent of laughter buried in the airwaves, leading others to speculate that what everyone has been hearing this entire time has just been one continuous laugh, conceived 29 years ago and occasionally dropping in volume beyond what the human ear can perceive
LEON . You were about to do something cute and Leon, in his sleep-deprived, meat-deprived state started laughing before you'd even done the thing. Realizing his blunder, he continued laughing, until tears streamed from his eyes and he laughed himself to sleep
GILBERT . While his frequency of laughter is unmatched, his longest laugh occurred the day Chevalier told a joke, the One Joke Chevalier Has Ever Told
RIO . You pulled his ahoge once and like one of those dolls where you pull the string, his bubbly chuckles could be heard all the way in the garden where a grumpy guy was trying to read
ALTER-KEITH . His butler has paid OP off to keep from divulging the details of The Incident where Alter-Keith *OP gets cut off by the orchestra*
NOKTO . Very ticklish if you blow into his ear. Or if the wind blows into his ear. He grew out his side-bangs to offset the humiliation, but alas he is still prone to random fits of laughter in random situations (Devon I hope you see this)
JIN . This dirty old man read a dirty old joke and had a dirty old laugh and that's all you need know
YVES . Read a dirty old joke in a dirty old man's book and horrified himself when it made him laugh, and he felt so dirty afterwards oh god, why, he thought he was above this
LICHT . Clavis' laughing gas. He wants nothing more than to beat that shameful record with genuine laughter. He has come to you on more than one occasion for jokes
SARIEL . He pictured Clavis tripping into his own pitfall and laughed so wickedly that all his clothing turned white
SILVIO . Can one guffaw for two minutes without pause over one's own perceived superiority? This haughty bastard can and will, and he doesn't give a shit if it sounds like his jewelry is laughing with him
LUKE . Hasn't had many occasions to laugh from the heart and without restraint, but sometimes animals do the funniest things, and so the only ones to have ever witnessed his boyish, unfettered chuckle have been assortments of forest friends
CHEVALIER . Never laughed more than one syllable, never will, though Gilbert has come close to breaking that limit
CYRAN . Cries whenever he laughs as a bodily quirk, so OP was unsure whether to count it
SHY-KEITH . Laughs uncontrollably if someone nearby starts laughing uncontrollably, but as this is merely a form of proxy laughter and not actual laughter, it has not been counted
Went slightly more wholesome this round after reading Scorchie's wholesome Yves headcanons ^^
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Squealing Santa 2k23: All the Maybes in the World
Fandom: Peacemaker (DCEU)
Characters: Peacemaker (Christopher Smith), Vigilante (Adrian Chase)
A/N: Happy Holidays, @fluffy-lee-boa! It has been a hot minute since I've actually watched the show or seen Suicide Squad, but I sure did try my best. Peacemaker is a comfort character of mine, I love him to death, and I just want him to be happy.
Tried my best to take inspiration from your prompt: "Maybe Character A discovering he’s ticklish for the first time and wanting to bond with the Character B so they ask about it."
Thank you @squealing-santa for your organization and hosting another year of this fantastic tradition!
It's been a pleasure being able to provide you with your 2023 Squealing Santa fic!
"Is it bad?"
"No."
"Is it good?"
"If it wasn't bad, wouldn't you then assume it was automatically the opposite?"
"Is it cancer?"
"Adrian, what the fuck."
Christopher Smith pinched his temple between two fingers, letting out a very drawn-out sigh. When he came to his friend about his... well... discovery, let's put it, he had no idea how dense Adrian would be nor how difficult it was for him to actually explain himself.
"Well, you're not giving me the best clues, you know. You can make this clearer and stop beating around the bush if you just admitted you loved me," Adrian said in his oh-so-oblivious yet sincere way, pushing his glasses further up his face. This admission gave Christopher another reason to groan, this time into both hands that now shrouded his face.
"That's-That's not it, Adrian."
"Yeah, okay," Adrian scoffed.
Christopher finally looked up from his dejected position and furrowed his brow. Just come clean. Why was it so hard? He wanted to talk about it in the first place and now that the moment was here, he was too fucking embarrassed.
"Em did something to me that no one's done in a really, really long time and it was... surprising? It just--"
"Who's Em?"
Christopher turned his head to look at Adrian and gave him the benefit of the doubt, knowing the nickname had been pretty new to him and her, "Emilia, sorry."
"Who's Emilia?"
Benefit fucking obliterated.
"E-Emilia. You've worked with her for the past month."
"I have?"
"Harcourt--"
"Oh! Why didn't you just say so! Jesus, dude, here I am thinking Emilia was Eagly's other name or something."
Christopher was just about ready to walk out of his own goddamn trailer.
"So..." Adrian scooted a hair closer to Christopher on his buddy's couch, grinning, "What'd you two get up to?"
"She tickled me."
Adrian was still grinning, still nodding his head, tongue poking out like he was hearing some sick story about his best friend and teammate getting it on together, until, "Huh?"
"I know... I didn't know what was happening at first. And I just-- reacted! Then I shut down, she asked me about it, and pssh, I barely knew what the fuck I was feeling so I booked it out of there."
"Why'd you run away?"
"Because..." Christopher's mouth was fully ready to continue speaking, but his brain stopped him short. Why did he leave the situation so quickly? From what he'd heard about it, tickling wasn't too bad. But every part of his body wanted to flee the scene the moment it happened.
"Did Keith ever tickle you?"
In a rare moment of sincere clarity, Adrian hit the nail on the head with that unidentified trauma.
Of course. When the brothers would sneak around to avoid their father, the two would do anything they could to keep their spirits up. And that definitely included a tickle fight here or there, ones that young Christopher would lose more often than not. And if dad ever found them, he'd hurl the homophobic and incestual slurs. So, yeah, Chris never thought about that in a really, really long time. Until today. Until his fight or flight kicked in because of one stray touch along his ribs.
Christopher ended up nodding slowly after what he was sure was many moments of silence as he was taken back to decades ago. Adrian even let him have these moments, which was another big win for his character.
The realization dawned upon Adrian in a heartbeat later, and he was smiling wide, "You're ticklish?"
Chris felt an unfamiliar flush build in his cheeks and he glanced at his friend, "Yes, but don't get any ideas, Adrian, I swear to god."
"Wouldn't dream of it," not, "I just can't believe the Peacemaker is ticklish! Who would've guessed?" even Adrian let out a small, excited giggle.
"And you aren't? Why's it such a big deal? I bet you like it, too, you sick freak," even though Christopher came to Adrian to confess and get some advice about his predicament, he couldn't avoid hurling insults as his defense mechanism. Can't get too close now, remember.
"Oh, I do," Adrian thumbed his glasses again, nodding and possessing a very matter-of-fact look about him, "It's one of my favorite torture methods."
Chris made a face, knowing in that moment Adrian definitely meant to torture and to be tortured.
"What's there to like?" he asked more genuinely.
"It's so much fun, dude! The tingles, the nerve endings, the effortless laughter," Adrian was smiling just thinking about it, and Christopher was squirming at just the mention.
It was then, in basking in the beautiful memories of being involved in tickling, that Adrian reached out and pinched at Christopher's side without abandon. Chris shot off the couch completely, screaming a, "What the fuck!"
Adrian giggled with pure glee coursing through his body at the discovery his best friend laid out before him, "Stop fighting it!" he bolted off the couch and ran straight at Christopher.
They played a brief game of cat and mouse, Chris hurling every kind of insult at Adrian in his avoidance of the inevitable. The ever-determined Adrian wound up cornering Christopher in his bedroom, avoiding objects that were hurled at his head in the process.
"Go fuck yourself. Fuck you, fuck your mom, fuck your aunt--"
"What's Aunt Kathy got to do with this?"
"Well I know you don't have a sister, otherwise I would've banged her already, dipshit."
Adrian grinned disturbingly at the thought. He wouldn't want any part in that intimate affair, of course, but him being able to say that Peacemaker was his brother-in-law was too tempting to not daydream of.
Christopher was genuinely considering jumping out his window once he ran out of small throwable objects. That split second of decision cost him big, as Adrian roundhouse kicked him directly into his bed.
Knowing he had nowhere else to go, nothing else he could do to prevent this, Christopher threw up his hands, "Wait wait wait wait! Adrian, wait!"
"Yeah, buddy?" Adrian straddled Chris and rested his own hands on his hips just waiting for whatever his idol and friend was going to say to him.
Christopher shut his eyes and took a few deep breaths before continuing his thought, "This is still new for me... I'd appreciate it if you, you know..." he swallowed, "took it easy."
Adrian couldn't believe his ears. Had he already converted Christopher into being okay with tickling? Not fighting back as much as his traumatized brain probably wanted him to? Adrian now felt he had a duty to uphold. To take a step in reversing whatever repressed, fucked up memories and feelings Christopher had towards tickling.
"Of course, dude," Adrian assured. He wiggled his fingers in quick anticipation and softly touched down on Christopher's belly. He could feel his friend tense beneath him and watched Christopher's hands land on his own face to cover up.
"No anti-torture techniques now, Mr. Military Man," Adrian chastised.
Adrian did take notice of Christopher making himself more vulnerable by lifting his hands like he did. And the Vigilante was not one to turn down the opportunity, so he clawed at Peacemaker's ribs, not pressing in too hard at the behest of his friend.
Christopher's arms immediately shot down and squeezed to his sides as laughs huffed their way through. When Adrian vibrated his fingers more quickly, that amped up Christopher's laughter, the much larger man rocking from side to side.
"Awesome," Adrian had a smile a mile wide at this discovery, at seeing his best friend and idol laughing this carefree.
Adrian tested out a few more spots on Chris's upper body, all earning him a variety of laughs. When he'd had his fill of exploiting his friend's weakness, he unhooked his legs from atop Christopher and knelt beside him on the bed. Chris took in deep breaths to recover and was rubbing his hands along the parts of his torso that still felt tingly.
"That was so much fun," Adrian decided to pitch in his two cents, smiling broadly.
Christopher was still processing what just transpired. He did think he should be feeling way more self-conscious after being so vulnerable like that, laid bare with all his emotions and his body. But no, he was actually feeling pretty good. Like the tickling was a stress-reliever. He would never admit any of this, however, of fucking course not.
"Economos is gonna die when he hears about this," Adrian seemed to be still in his own little fantasy world post-tickling, giggling at the idea of their teammates face when he tells him of Peacemaker's weakness.
"Oh, fuck no. You're not selling me out to Economos! I trusted you, man!" Christopher, fully on the rebound, saw the glint in Adrian's eyes behind the kid's glasses and the anticipatory smile on his stupid face, and, well... don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
Adrian was squealing and laughing before Christopher even laid a finger on him. And yeah, it was clear to Christopher just how much Adrian enjoyed being tickled. Which was actually kinda cute.
And as Christopher was getting his footing being the giver of tickles, not the receiver, he was quickly seeing how much more he preferred this side of it. Doing the tickles. Being a younger sibling first, then only child, he was only ever on the receiving end or receiving nothing at all. Adrian must have been used to this kind of treatment being Gut Chase's kid brother, so maybe that's why it grew like it did within him.
Either way, Chris was fine taking pointers from Adrian on how to tickle him more effectively, which was all kids of fucked. And Adrian swore not to tell anyone else on the team about this. While Adrian and secrets was a ticking time bomb, Christopher knew he needed the time to fully anticipate what was to come. Maybe the team knowing wasn't a bad thing. Maybe he avoided the situation with Emilia too quickly. Maybe there was still a chance for him to feel more grounded day by day, surrounding himself with loving people and loving acts. Fuck, he was getting soft... and maybe soft wasn't a bad thing, either.
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xflippinfrogx · 7 months
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Tickletober Day 5~ “I’m not ticklish”
~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ FANDOM: Voltron
LEE: Keith
LER: Lance ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ 💙WARNING~ THIS IS A SFW TICKLE FIC, NSFW DNI!!💙
“LAHAHAHANCE STAHAHAP IHIHIT!!!!” Pidge squealed, batting at her attackers hands. Lance was in a very playful mood today and he was on a mission to make all of his friends smile. They’d been up in space for a good few months at this point and we’re all much closer with one another than when they started. The biggest relationship development onboard the ship was between him and Keith, their resident emo as Lance like to call him. It was still new to them both but there was something between them that they couldn’t ignore but neither had mentioned it just yet. Of course days like these definitely pushed them a bit further in their closeness.. as you’ll see.
Soon enough Pidge got a good kick to Lance’s stomach and escaped the clutches of the teams newly established tickle monster. He had already gotten Hunk this morning and Coran very briefly that afternoon but he decided he wasn’t even going to try Allura because she might eject him off the ship. Shiro was busy working on something so he’d leave him be as well.
Only person left was Keith and lucky for Lance he had just entered the room. Lance wondered if he had witnessed his attack on poor Pidge. “Damn she’s got some kick in her for someone so short huh?” Keith commented lightly chuckling to himself. “Or maybe you’re just extremely weak?” He was smirking as he spoke and Lance took this as his opportunity to see if perhaps his cru- friend was ticklish aswell. “You better reign in the attitude Mullet or you’ll be next~” A sly smile made its way to his face as he teased Keith. “Well sucks for you because I’m not ticklish.” He said it so confidently that Lance almost believed him, but he knew Keith too well now to miss the signs of slight panic in his eyes. “Hmm I think you’re lying Keith.” He leaned forward from his chair towards Keith who had sat in front of him on the ground for some reason??
“I promise you I’m definitely not!!” He was getting defensive and Lance could tell. He was going to have some fun with this..
“Alright, well if you’re ‘not ticklish’ then I guess you won’t mind if I do this?” He had moved from the chair to reach his new target. He experimented by prodding Keiths sides, but he kept a straight face. Lance walked his fingers up his ribs and began pinching lightly and Keith looked as if he was close to breaking but the boy was stubborn. It was going to take a little more than this to get him laughing Lance thought.
He didn’t have to search too far because Keith made the dumb decision of practically marking out his worst spot. His arms had automatically hugged around his stomach protecting it from Lance.
“Okay Keith last chance to admit that you’re actually ticklish or else I’m gonna have to do this the hard way..” Lance was really enjoying this, whilst he spoke he grabbed both of his FRIENDS hands and pinned them either side of his head. “Lance really, this is dumb, I mean c’mon i haven’t laughed yet so you’re obviously wasting your time here.” Keith seemed.. nervous as he spoke. ”Well there goes your last chance pretty boy, remember you asked for this.” Lance internally cringed at the nickname but soon forgot about it as he was too preoccupied trying to make Keith laugh. He started by scribbling his fingers over the taught muscles of Keith’s midsection and he could now see him visibly struggling to hold in his laughter. It wasn’t until Lance reached his lower stomach that Keith finally cracked. “Aha I found it!!” Lance cried out with excitement. “LAHAHANCE NOHOHO THIHIHIS ISNT FAHAHAIR!!!” Keith began to twist and buck his torso in attempt to get away from Lance’s very tickly fingers. That was a big mistake because not only was he no further away from his attacker but his stupid shirt had ridden up exposing him even more.
Lance didn’t waste a second and absolutely took advantage of the vulnerable area. He spidered his fingers all along Keith’s waistline relishing in his loud cackles. It was nice to see the usually brooding teen so carefree for once and god his laugh was just amazing. Lance could listen to it forever, but he didn’t put Keith through more than maybe seven minutes of torture. “Not ticklish you said?? Well I think I proved that wrong don’t you Keith?” Lance smiled down at him noticing how content he looked. Lance would give anything to stay in this moment all day. A tiny blush spread across Keith’s cheeks as he smiled shyly up at Lance. His arms were still pinned but neither of them seemed to notice. Then Keith did something he never thought he would..
He leaned up and slowly placed his lips against Lance’s. He quickly pulled away for fear of rejection but Lance immediately let go of his arms and pulled him back into their first kiss. It didn’t last long but to them it was the most perfect kiss either had ever had. Lance smirked his signature smile and spoke up. “Who knew you lying about being ticklish would’ve made this happen..”
“Oh shut up you dork.” Keith chuckled and wrapped his arms around Lance. That’s how Hunk walked in on the two cuddled up on the ground asleep an hour later. He couldn’t have been happier for them.. and himself because Pidge owes him ten bucks.
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