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thelaughtercafe · 4 months

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Angel

Tea Type: Half and Half (This one was written to vent so it's got a little more hurt towards the beginning than usual)

Potential Triggers: Nonspecific mentions of emotional abuse

Pairing: Duncan/ F!Reader

Length: 1k+

Summary: You and Duncan are both desperately trying to stay awake for the challenge. The lack of filter allows confessions to slip from both of you.

“Ugh I’m starting to go. Can you help keep me awake?”

Duncan looked over and blinked in surprise. You hadn’t spoken much the past weeks save him teasing as he did with most of the girls. You didn’t outwardly encourage it but he could admit he got pleasure out of your flustered reactions to keep it up consistently with no provocation.

A smirk twitched onto his lips as he moved to where you were sat leaning against a tree trunk a little ways from the main group.

“Sure thing sweetheart. Tell me what I can do.”

You were already a blushing mess. It’d taken a great deal of courage to even ask but already you were growing meek again.

“Well I…um…sorry.”

He softened a little after a glance over his shoulder, tugging you to sit behind the tree with him. Everyone was mostly sleeping and this way no-one would see his expressions before he heard them coming in advance. He didn’t want anyone hearing him like this. Hell, he typically wouldn’t ever dream of being like this but the lack of sleep was impairing his judgment.

“Why do you do that? You constantly apologize for stuff that’s not even your fault. Or without having even done anything wrong at all. It makes you look weak.”

It wasn’t the nicest way to say it maybe but Duncan was trying.

You looked down to your fidgeting hands and smiled bitterly.

“It’s not exactly a happy reason; but you don’t seem like the kind of guy to pity people so I guess it’s alright if I tell you. Let’s just say my home life wasn’t great. My mom was sick so I was left to do all the chores and such. Her long term boyfriend was quick to put me down and point out the smallest of inadequacies in my efforts.”

You shrugged before looking at the camera across the way and giving it the finger.

“That’s for you if you’re watching this, dick.”

God, you really were tired. Your filter was gone. Luckily, your attention was shifted to Duncan as he smiled at you and lightly placed his hand on yours.

“Well I say he’s lucky. If it was me I would’ve stopped doing them altogether. Guy sounds like a real piece of work."

You turned your gaze to his and he noticed the hint of sadness within.

"Which is why you’re the strongest person I know. That’s actually the first time I told him to fuck off. After making me spiral into panic attacks, giving me arachnophobia, and making me hate myself it still took me being on the verge of passing out on a reality show talking with a bad boy with a heart of gold to get the courage. Pathetic. isn’t it?"

Duncan clenched his fists but managed his anger with a breath, trying not to blush at your honesty.

"Right. You really think of me like that sweetheart?’

The typically antagonistic nickname now sounded sweet.

You shrugged, finding it much easier to talk when not looking at him as you put your head on his shoulder.

”‘Course I do. You may act all mean but you want us to win too. I don’t think you’re half as cruel as you pretend to be. You’re here comforting me and keeping me awake aren’t you?“

You yawned and he scoffed, glad you couldn’t see his face as a tinge of pink surely was evident.

"Could just be doing it to get further in the competition. More chance our team wins if there’s two of us.”

You shrugged.

“Sure. You could be. But I doubt it. I have a bad habit of only seeing the good in people and ignoring my gut feelings. But here on the island I’ve learned to start listening to it more. And right now it’s telling me you’re a good guy. It always has.”

Duncan sighed and looked down in amusement at you now fully cuddled into his side. He curled an arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer but when he felt your breaths start to slow he ran his fingers along your neck for a moment in warning.

“Hey. Don’t fall asleep k?”

You jerked in his grip and giggled which made him blink.

Huh.

He noted the way you suddenly looked nervous, and the way your face had gone red. In addition to your eyes flicking everywhere looking for escape, a smug smirk crawled across his face.

“Oh princess~ Got something you wanna tell me?”

He felt you stiffen and you giggled nervously again, clearly jumpy.

God you were precious.

“N-No! I just-I-thanks for helping but I-”

As you were about to scramble away he quickly turned to pin you against the tree, easily restraining your wrists over your head with one hand and leering over you.

“You may as well give it up. I know you’re ticklish. Sure would be a shame if I let you fall asleep now ya know? Time to fulfill your duty to the team like the angel you are~”

Oh God. Time to pretend he didn’t just say that last part. Distract!

“D-Did you just-hey whahahahait!! Duncan!!”

You dissolved into squeals and giggles as his free hand began squeezing along your thighs suddenly regretting wearing shorts.

“You are such a jheheheherk!!”

Glad his moment of softness had been forgotten Duncan easily returned to teasing, feigning innocence.

“Oh? But I thought you were so sure I was a nice guy. Looks like your feelings were wrong. Good thing you have a thing for bad boys huh angel?”

He relished in the way you went even darker and sputtered over your laughter.

“N-No I-what!? That’s-crazy talk!”

“Your blush tells a different story. Plus, I’ve caught you stealing glances all summer. Lucky for you I like good girls just as much. Even called dibs in the boys cabin. Trent almost beat me to you but lucky for me he got more into Gwen around the same time which means you’re all mine if you want to be, angel.”

While he was talking casually his hands were moving easily all over, from your thighs to your hips up to your underarms and then to your neck where he opted to stay, keeping you in steady giggles as he waited for your response.

You rolled your eyes before smirking back.

“F-Fhihihine then. Gonna make me fhahahall demon boy?”

He grinned, full of roguish charm as his fingers finally slowed and he released your hands to cup your face in his palms and then seal your promise.

“Only if you’re sure you’re ready for it sweetheart.”

No-one would find out until a few competitions later; when he got sick of hiding and kissed you so hard you swooned after a win you somehow managed to pull off.

All insecure thoughts of him caring more about his bad boy image than you were banished and it suddenly made sense to Courtney and Gwen why the nicknames, however passive aggressive, had stopped. They were all for you.

Angel was still his favorite of course.

#tlc: tickle fics #tlc: half and half #duncan x reader #total drama island tickle fic #tickle fic #female reader #tickling #tickle #tickle fics #total drama island #ler!duncan

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thelaughtercafe · 2 months

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New Discoveries*

Tea Type: Half and Half with a lemon

Potential Triggers: Poly if that isn't your thing, lil bit of consensual bondage, premise revolves around accidentally messaging your friends about your tickle kink and confessing, no full nsft but definitely suggestive! Characters are all aged up and in college, of course.

Pairing: Rindo/F! Reader/Shoka

Length: 2.6+

Summary: You text your two best friends an embarrassing confession thinking you've ruined everything, but...perhaps they're not quite as horrified as you thought.

You really hadn't meant to send it. You were kicking yourself 20 times over. God. You were never drinking again. You'd be sober the rest of your life. It was a miracle you hadn't accidentally added anyone else- but deep down you knew you never would have. No-one else made you feel like they did.

You'd known for months that you wanted Rindo and Shoka to wreck you senseless. How could you not? They were both so damn attractive and when Rindo's face lit up in amusement, and he laughed at you while you went 50 shades of red thanks to tripping right into him? Of course you were smitten. And let's not even talk about Shoka's nails; the way she'd cooed at Rindo while styling his hair and accidentally brushing his neck haunted you.

"Ticklish baby?"

You shuddered.

Your phone rang and you ignored it, face heating even more as you groaned and buried your face in your arms. You couldn't do this. Gods, you'd ruined two of your strongest friendships all because you couldn't keep your drunk neediness to yourself. They probably didn't even like you that way!

You thought back to when you'd first met them, working at the movie theater. It had been hectic; Avengers: Endgame was in full swing and you'd been running around like crazy when you accidentally ran right into Rindo, spilling popcorn everywhere in your rush to deliver it to an impatient customer. You'd apologized profusely, but he'd merely laughed and helped you to your feet, his hands stronger than they looked.

He was fairly tall, at 5'10 and you gaped up at him like an idiot.

"You alright there? You didn't hit your head right? I'm Rindo, what's your name?"

He looked panicked, brown eyes widening in worry and you gathered yourself enough to shake your head, and give him your name so he didn't think you were a complete moron.

"No, no worries here! I'm so sorry about that sir just-um-is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"

You were so frazzled you couldn't even think of an option so you opted to let him set how you could make it right.

He hummed for a moment, looked you up and down, making his blond hair, with dyed red tips bounce before he smirked.

"Alright then, you can take a break and get some food with me."

"What? B-But it's so busy! My managers-"

"-will settle down if you explain a customer asked you to and left happy and saying he'd come back again. Right?"

He suddenly turned a little pink, burying one of his hands in his black hoodie pockets and flicking his eyes skyward.

"O-Only if you want to though. You just really look like you need a break, and you've been working hard, clearly. I'd say you've more than earned it."

After that you'd shyly acquiesced and headed over to concessions, grabbing some of the food there and using your employee status to quickly pay on a rare vacant register, before you headed outside, following him to his car.

Imagine your surprise when you see a girl in the passenger seat, glaring at the blond.

"Where the Hell were you? I've been waiting here for-"

Her gaze turned to you and you stopped breathing and literally froze like a deer in headlights.

She didn't react as you expected though, merely raising an eyebrow at you, sharing a glance with Rindo and motioning for you to come in the car.

"...Um, are you gonna close the door or what, loser? Unless you want us to freeze to death."

"R-right sorry!"

You rushed to do as she said and if you were blushing before you were positive you were a mess now.

She was much shorter than Rindo, and around your height. But her eyes were striking. Like your cats' they just cut right to your soul.

"Here's your food, Shoka. I ran into a fellow overworked employee and couldn't help but want to give her some space to breathe."

"Uh, yeah I gathered dumbass. She's wearing a work uniform."

Despite the cursing, her tone was fond. Rindo's had deepened somewhat and you could tell he felt completely relaxed, casually unpacking the food and chatting.

"You said fellow, where do you work, sir?"

Shoka almost spat out her drink with how hard she suddenly laughed and you squirmed uncomfortably as Rindo rolled his eyes and pouted.

"It's not that funny."

"Sure it is! Her calling you sir!? Shit sweetheart, you just made my week. I needed that. You can call me Mommy if you like~"

She winked at you and you're pretty sure you were going to spontaneously combust from blushing any second now.

Luckily Rindo came to your rescue and nudged Shoka.

"Alright, babe enough. You're gonna make the poor girl run away before we can even get to know her at this rate."

He turned to smile kindly at you and your heart skipped.

"Please, call me Rindo. I work at the music store on 5th; not many left but it's really quiet and admittedly it's a treat to get to pick the store's soundtrack every week."

You nodded and gradually began to open up, becoming more animated as you all found subjects you related to. Shoka and you shared a love of horror movies that Rindo loathed, same for haunted houses, while Rindo and you both liked different arts. You created playlists for just about everything, and wrote while he preferred the music side of composing and producing, and dabbled in drawing.

You all shared a fondness for gaming, but preferred different genres as your all time faves. You loved turn-based RPG's with strong stories and characters, Rindo enjoyed action games, and the occasional shooter while Shoka liked more chill games like Animal Crossing and Stardew Valley. Luckily you all shared a love for FFXIV and by the time you realized you'd been talking for an hour and had to rush off, they had your phone number and FFXIV username.

You'd grown to be close from that; you and Rindo even attended the same college; although for different subjects. You went to school for Nursing, while Rindo went for Music Production. You gradually hung out more and more the three of you…and you couldn't deny that feelings bloomed quickly. But they were already dating each other. They weren't obvious with PDA or anything, but you could tell. It was the way Rindo's hand lingered when she dropped his hand after helping her up, the way Shoka innately could tell Rindo wasn't feeling well or was upset at the slightest change in expression. If that wasn't enough the rare moments of direct affection proved it. Rindo cradling Shoka's face and kissing her forehead when she won a fashion designing competition; Shoka stealing pecks on the cheeks to continuously fluster Rindo enough to give chase and catch her around the middle before attacking her with kisses of his own until she laughed.

It made you ache in want…but now they knew. There was no going back. And even worse; you'd led with your kink like a complete weirdo - what if they thought you were a total freak?

You sighed heavily and braced yourself as you turned over you phone, ringing once again. Ignoring the missed calls and texts icon you answered and as you inhaled; were cut off.

"Hel-"

"Open the door."

You squawked.

"You're here!? But I-"

"Did I fucking stutter? Hey, wait Shok-"

Rindo was cut off and there was a rustle as Shoka grabbed the phone.

"Open the door or I'll pick the lock and then you'll really be in trouble. 'Kay?"

She didn't wait for you to answer before hanging up, leaving you gaping at your phone like a fish.

You gulped, trembling but made your way to the door. They sounded mad. Really mad. God- there was no time to theorize about their feelings because you were opening the lock. The second the door opened you were already being cornered by an anything but angry Shoka. She was grinning.

…In hindsight, That's was probably scarier.

You backed up as she advanced on you and you were quickly reduced to giggles and yelps as you jerked at every poke she delivered as she switched between tickle spots as easily as breathing. She finally cornered you against the wall as you took her pokes, jerking and hugging yourself in a weak attempt at protection.

"You. stupid. idiot. why. wouldn't. you. ask. this. sooner!?!"

She glared at you but the pout on her lips made you breathe again.

"You're…not mad?"

You squeaked out.

She crossed her arms and huffed but her eyes softened and you found yourself pulled into a hug you quickly reciprocated.

"Of course not dummy. We wouldn't be here to fulfill your adorable request otherwise."

"And Rin-?"

Your breath hitched and you blushed at the smirk on his face, and his dominant body language as he leaned with one leg up against the door, watching Shoka pet your hair in knowing amusement.

"'Bout time you asked for what you wanted. I've known for months. Filled Shoka in about a month ago. I noticed how you'd run off and hide any time I tickled her, or she me. At first I thought it was discomfort. But then, when we were here and you felt a little safer? You didn't run. You stayed and I got to see you actually wanted us to do that to you ."

His grin widened and became mean enough you hid in the shoulder of Shoka's Gatto Nero hoodie. Didn't stop you from hearing his words though.

"For someone who enjoys acting you sure suck at masking your reactions when with us. You go red as a damn firetruck and scramble for words if we so much as give you a smolder. Either of us. That was how we first figured out you liked us just like how we liked you."

You peeked out at him, vulnerability but a strong sense of trust in your gaze.

"Really? You promise?"

Shoka pulled back to smile gently at you, and you flushed as she pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, swooning all over again.

"We'd never lie about this or lead you on. We wanted you to make the first move because while we were 99% sure- we didn't want to pressure you if you really just saw us as friends and we were misinterpreting your affection and shyness as romantic interest."

"I see…and the other thing…"

You fidgeted uncomfortably, your nervous tics jumping out in anxiety as you averted their gazes.

"You really don't think I'm some kinda freak for liking th-that?

Rindo's lips quirked up teasingly and his tone matched.

"Oh your thing for being tickled? Of course not."

Shoka scoffed, rolling her eyes as she pulled away, grabbing your hand to pull you towards your bedroom.

"Like I said loser; we wouldn't be here otherwise now, would we? Now, are you sure you really want to be wrecked by us? I believe your exact words involved "being made to laugh yourself hoarse and still ask for more."

Her grey eyes twinkled in amusement as she sat you down and you groaned, hiding your face in your hands.

"I'm never drinking again. I was just in such a bad lee mood it slipped out."

"Lee mood?"

Rindo's inquisitive tone made you glance up, and you smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah. Lee as in t-ticklee. Short for someone who likes b-being-y'know."

You gestured and they both giggled.

"Could you get any cuter? God. Can I kiss you?"

Rindo's voice had lowered in want and you took a deep breath before nodding.

His lips met yours and you quickly kissed back. You'd never seen this side of Rindo before. Truth be told you'd always assume him to be the submissive one between him and Shoka…but you should've guessed with your luck they'd just be different types of dominant.

The kiss became more heated and you started before relaxing as you felt Shoka's hands glide underneath your shirt, her nails grazing your stomach and making you smile against Rindo's lips, heart beating faster.

Shoka giggled and Rindo pulled back reluctantly as she helped you discard your shirt, leaving you in your bra. Her hands free to roam, they skimmed along your bare skin making you jerk and giggle into Rindo's neck.

"You're really ticklish, huh?"

At your shy nod Rindo chuckled, and pushed your hair behind your ear.

"No need to be embarrassed. It's really sweet you like this so much. Let us take care of you, hm?"

Shoka's nails crawled up your back and you squealed, pulling back to raise your shoulders protectively. She smiled in amusement, eyes twinkling in a way that made your stomach flip.

"Tonight is all about you, so you have to tell us what you want. Bondage or no bondage? Any tools you especially like? That kind of thing."

You flushed but took a breath to steady yourself.

"Yes to bondage. I'm…flexible with tools."

It felt odd to finally be able to talk openly about it after hiding it for so long. A glance up to both of them let you see them both contemplative.

"Well…I'd prefer we take it slow. It's all of our first time with this. Shoka and I have more experience in the bedroom of course, but the tickling is new. Maybe we'll focus on that and slowly work you up that way? We'll stick with our hands this time. Is that okay?"

Rindo inquired seriously and you nodded.

"That's fine. I'm good with any kind of pace. I know it's out there so don't feel pressured-"

You yelped as Shoka squeezed your side.

"Stop putting yourself down for liking this. We want to. Stop framing it like it's some big inconvenience. We love you dummy."

Despite her words her tone was fond and soft and she leaned down to softly kiss you as well. Her lips were softer then Rindo's and she took her time. It helped you lose your tension and get comfortable again after being honest about your wants.

You felt Rindo gently guide your wrist to the bed post, first one, and then the other and then Shoka straddled your waist, Rindo helping you discard your pants in the meantime.

You had no time to dwell on the added vulnerability as Shoka squeezed at your inner thighs, making you gasp and throw your head back in laughter.

"No fhahahahir!!"

"Oh, it's plenty fair. You asked for this, remember? We're just giving you what you want."

Rindo's voice was playful as he gently bound your ankles as well and you squealed, clenching your toes as he ran a finger up your foot.

Your smile was shy but giddy as you pulled lightly at your bonds. Rindo had very intentionally not tied them too tight. Seeing you struggle Shoka shot you a smirk, her nails scribbling mercilessly at your ribs.

"We couldn't tie you too tight, now could we? Besides-"

She pecked your forehead before leaning over to blow air in your ear.

"It's too fun to watch you struggle. It's cute you think you have any chance of escape~"

Rindo snickered at that eagerly wiggling his fingers between your toes to make you squeal.

"You're all ours."

Needless to say, your night was filled with laughter. The two worked in perfect unison to make you crumble and had you begging much faster than you thought you would.

Oh well, maybe you’d last longer next time.

#tlc: nsft #tlc: tickle fics #tlc: half and half with a lemon #female reader #rindo x reader #rindo x you #shoka x you #shoka x reader #neo the world ends with you #neo twewy #tw nsft #lee!reader #ler!shoka #ler!rindo

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