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mickeytheticklee · 26 days
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Reassurance
Pairing: Ler!Alex Nunez x Lee!Reader
Summary: You've been struggling to have the courage to tell Paige about you dating Alex
Warning: Tickling, kissing, this was based on s5 expect if there's a part two it'll probably talk about how Paige dislikes Alex bc they used to date
An: Degrassi brainrot is real ig
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“So about Banting-"
The days inch close until graduation. Everyone can feel the sense of freedom and unlimited parties once the heavy exam loads are done. Yet there's people, like Paige, who isn't stressed about exams, and instead gives a whole history lesson about Banting. Her dream school and lifelong dream she won't shut up about while her friends are crammed in between the books.
“Paige, we appreciate all this info but can you please keep it down. The most important test of my life is planted on a Wednesday.", says Marco, reviewing his textbooks. She pouts, continuing to look at the brochure once again. You were at The Dot with fellow friends Paige, Marco, Hazel, and Ellie. You didn't know how you were lumped in the same vicinity as cheerleader Paige. First you were close with Ellie, then shared a lot of common interests with Marco, now suddenly you were close besties with Paige. Extremely close, that she once told you her darkest secrets. Yet you haven't been completely honest with her. That you've been denying the cute girls Paige has been setting you up with because there was one girl on your mind. Not really in your mind, but you've been secretly dating her that now she can never leave your mind. But the girl who you were dating wasn't really a fan of Paige.
“How do you feel...about Alex...from first period?", You ask, not letting a worry go off in your head. By the tables silence and avoiding eye contact you knew it was a regret to bring her name up.
“The bully's girlfriend Alex?", she questions. You knew that would come up because of her bad rep. She used to date this bully who had a notorious name in Degrassi. He did all kinds of crimes, anything you can list he probably did. She rarely ever discusses it, whenever you bring up the topic she shuts you down or shuts me up with a kiss. But she's definitely changed compared to the first time you've locked eyes with her. Instead of calling you a freak in the hallways she can barely contain her smile when you act clumsy in public.
“She's nice and cool...has nice fashion.", You say, trying to relate Alex to Paige. Paige isn't too eager about it, especially of the option of you and Alex. You can tell, that's why you shutter whenever you make any nice compliment about her.
“Hon you aren't thinking about hooking up with Alex right?", Paige asks, raising an alarm to your head. Suddenly the homework doesn't matter as they all stare at you, hoping for an answer. You didn't know how to respond. Spill your guts out that you and Alex have been dating and expect a lengthy lecture from Paige. Or lie, and forget you even asked such a stupid question to Paige. Even if you wanted the truth to come out a filthy lie rushed thru your lips instead.
“No! But-"
“I know there isn't much fish in the sea at Degrassi but once I go to Banting they'll be cute girls I can introduce you too.", Paige says, cutting you off. You let out a heavy sigh to yourself, wondering when's the day you can tell her about your secret relationship without her giving you the silent treatment. Maybe these types of secrets were best kept to yourself instead of your close friend.
Later on you stop by Alex's place, having a doggy bag for her to eat from The Dot. As her parents were on a cruise together Alex had the whole place to herself. Which meant everyday sleepovers and waking up wearing her tank tops and baggy jeans. You knock on the door, immediately she opens with the biggest smile on her face. None of her friends knew of you two becoming a couple, she was sure they were going to have the same disgusted look as Paige over falling in love with a bookworm. She wraps you in a tight hug, picking you up and closing the door right behind you. You guys kiss, sucking mouth and tongue as if you guys have been separated for a whole year. In the school air you two had to pretend to dislike each other until an enclosed area comes along to makeout in.
“Bought you some food for your hard work.", you say, setting the food on the counter to cling into Alex's neck.
“Thanks babe.", she says, smiling and giving you a passionate kiss. She wants her burger on the couch, letting you sit on her lap. You were still down about earlier with Paige. You wondered why she was so quick denying the thought of you and Alex?
“What's gotten you so pouty?", Alex asks, noticing you looking adorably sad with the lip quiver and arms crossed.
“I'm trying to get Paige to like you but it's not working.", you say, upset at another failed plan. There's plenty of incidents where you mentioned Alex and Paige seemed to pay no attention. The times during periods you try to compliment Alex but it ends in an insult by the infamous Paige. It just leaves in awkward moment and unexplainable tension that she always laughs at. Not that your desperation to get them to be buddies fails but she can't even imagine herself being friends with her number one enemy.
“When are you going to realize that the universe is trying to make sure me and Paige stay enemies for life.", Alex says, making a joke out of it. You try to be serious, knowing that it's tearing you apart that you can't tell anyone you're dating Alex. The only person who was suspecting the chemistry was Marco, but he's never questioned you yet.
“I'm serious, we've been dating for five months and no one knows."
“There's nothing wrong with keeping secrets, were like spies.", Alex says, joking again causing you to whine. She then gives up the comedy act and gets real with you. She knew the friendship with Paige meant a lot to you even if they don't get along.
“Look, I know how you feel but at least Ellie likes me, and Marco and I can tolerate talking to each other.", Alex says, bringing up your other close friends. Ellie and Alex seem to be friends after one random night of gambling. Marco and Alex were once presidential buddies so he seems rather chill about Alex. You sort of feel better, even if Paige will freak you know Ellie and Marco will support you.
“You're right.", You say, stopping your pout.
“I know you wanna tell Paige, but it needs to your time. Don't force yourself because you have to okay?", Alex says, her brown eyes becoming a distraction to you. You smile and lean in to kiss her, your hands caressing her cheeks. Her hands lay on your waist, suddenly curling up to make a small shiver all over your body. You thought to ignore it until those small nails trailed over your stomach, grazing thru your lower back. You giggle, trying to make sure Alex's sticky fingers stay into place.
“Babe stop! I swear-", You say, trying to threaten her but you are the least scary in Alex's eyes. She loves letting her hands freeform around your body, including your ticklish stomach.
“Oh really? What are you going to do? Tell me?", She asks, expecting a lovely detailed answer from you. You sat there on her lap, your hands close your face so you can avoid how good she is at teasing you. You felt your cheeks burning with embarrassment and her just waiting to pin you down and have all the fun with you. She pokes upon your armpits causing a small squeal out of your mouth.
“Stop tickling me hehehe!!", You say, giggling at the mighty pokes to your armpits. Then does a few fingers over your soft neck, causing you to scrunge up in laughter.
“Sorry if I go insane whenever you wear my clothes.", Alex says, still letting a finger go in your armpits. As much as you wanted to squirm and fight for tickles somehow armpits were a major spot you melted for. Her tickles and the whispers while doing it was the best feeling for you. Alex's home was known for not having air conditioning and summer was rolling around quicker. So you sometimes grab one of her shirts or crop top so you aren't dying of the heat. At first she was annoyed by her clothes disappearing, since she rarely does laundry. But seeing how they fit you and how she can't resist tickling you she encourages it.
“Stop stop STOP HAHAHA.", you demand, laughing as she kisses your neck. She hugs you tighter, knowing you're too ticklish and not strong enough to defend yourself back. You've always been insecure of your ticklish neck. It always comes at the wrong time when you two kiss. Alex never wants you to forget about your special sweet spot, and how she absolutely loves it.
“Stop? You're not putting in a lot of effort to fight me back.", Alex says, being a tease. You decided to square up, using all your power to pin her down on the couch. But Alex works her ass off carrying heavy boxes from her movie theater job, so this was a losing game. That and you didn't even have a clue how to pin someone down. She pins you down, using all of her weight to kiss your neck and blowing raspberries until the squeaky laughter gets heard thru the thin apartment walls.
“HAHAHAHAALLLLEXX!!", You scream with laughter as your covered in ticklish neck raspberries. Alex smiles at your suffering while holding your wrists close to your chest. She does a few more before settling back to the neck kisses, realizing you were laughing with tears in your eyes. Even if Alex's favorite hobby was to tickle you she makes sure to take a few steps back in case she's hurting you. The reassurance that you beg for more shows that Alex isn't doing enough tickling. She stops for a moment, resting her chin on your chest to make sure you're breathing correctly.
“Can you do it again please?", You ask politely, the excitement and adrenaline rushing thru you. Alex kisses your cheek, loving the rush and thrill of tickling you.
“Gosh, you're so needy.", Alex says, joking as she's more affectionate than you. She would cry if she wasn't the little spoon with you. She does another round of raspberries throughout your neck while also tickling your armpits. You laugh, kicking your little feet with your legs trapped under Alex. She stops when your laughter becomes silent from the tickles.
“HAHAHAGAHA!!", You laugh before the silence got to you. She kisses your face and says I love you numerous times as you do nothing about it. You giggle and ruffle her short brown hair. Still those lovely tickles and face kisses still weren't enough for you. You wanted her to do more, even though Alex had an enormous load of school work to do. Also you never told your parents you were spending a few extra hours at Alex's place, just the two of you.
“Wait! Can you give me tummy tickles? Then I'll leave you alone and won't ask you for them anymore?", You ask, Alex getting up but only to adjust her stance on the couch. You felt bad for repeatedly asking her, even though it's her favorite past time to tickle you to tears.
“You don't have to feel bad, I love tickling you.", Alex says, pinching your cheek. She starts off with this intense stare, causing fear and panic in you. It makes you think she'll attack and dig in all your spots that you can't hide. Inching her fingers close your tummy that was exposed by Alex. It makes you close your eyes tightly but open them back up again to see what tricks she might do. Even if it's the same method, you enjoy it and the small teases that come with it.
“Tickletickletickle.", She says, going super lightly on the belly. You like the anticipation build up over some lovely tummy tickles. That soon make you crazy within every tummy shiver and slight move you make to your body. Her fingers move everywhere, scribbling one place until moving to the next or moving around. You tried to hold it out, but those hips Alex loves makes you lose it. That and your sides are such weak spots with tickles.
“HEHEHESTOPSTOP!!", You say, although your small wiggles give it away that you want more.
“Baby I thought you were supposed to be strong. Build that stamina up.", Alex says, teasing how sensitive you are. You keep giggling and giggling as you dish in Alex's soothing tickles. Eventually you two snuggle for awhile, feeling sad that soon you would have to leave and be seperated from your boo. Tomorrow was soon, and you had another day of persuading Paige and getting lovely tickles from Alex.
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mickeytheticklee · 1 month
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Watching Degrassi has me fighting for my life DAMN!!
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mickeytheticklee · 2 months
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I keep questioning them Sephora twelve year olds but at the ripe age of 12 I was making tickle fics with kpop idols so-
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mickeytheticklee · 2 months
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Everytime I see tweets of who should be casted in a queer romcom and one of them it's Ayo Edibri I scream like YESS the ler population is gonna go up
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mickeytheticklee · 3 months
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Desperately need to be on a girl's lap getting wrecked with tummy squishes and squeezes while getting neck nuzzles and getting trapped in a bear hug
“You like that my teddy bear?" AHHHHHH
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mickeytheticklee · 3 months
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There's just something in the air of watching teenage corny ass movies that has me jotting down ideas ✍️✍️
Something about an awkward nerd who has a prolonged crush on a popular girl yet doesn't know her ticklish secret. Then the popular girl's best friend trying to help the nerd get with her, discovers her ticklish secret, tickles her almost everyday to persuade her to fall in love with her.
With a terrible love triangle and Sabrina Carpenter music you got a hit!
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mickeytheticklee · 3 months
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Lil life update of myself
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The months of October thru November were the fucking worst mentally. It went downhill in October and it was TERRIBLE UGHH I felt that I was alone and things started happening.
Update to a few tattoos later it's January and I'm feeling much better. Going to therapy, spending time with friends, self care activities. I'm feeling good. But I wanna post on this account so bad cuz I've been starting to get rlly detailed tickle dreams like it's starting to become a sign. I won't make stories as often cuz with school and work I haven't had the attention span to finish ONE show. But putting into manifestation that I get a gf and I get tickle tortured for the first time :))
So yeaa rebranding this shit for the thousandth time (I've rebranded so many times I'm pretty sure y'all are sick and tired)
Just remember I'm TWENTYY and I'll post mostly sfw but there may be some slight nsfw (a bit not too much) so if you feel uncomfortable don't follow me. I DON'T RP it's fine if you interact and say hi tho.
Love ya!
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mickeytheticklee · 3 months
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Every time I daydream there's something about a ler who's a stone cold baddie, dresses top tier, and is usually bitchy with others but somehow that demeanor gets turned off whenever she sees and tickles her favorite lee OH I EAT IT UPPP
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mickeytheticklee · 4 months
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EVERYONE I TURNED 20!!
(last week I turned 20 because I spent all week being sick😭😭)
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mickeytheticklee · 5 months
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Let Me Fix That For You
A/N: Just saw the fantastic Bottoms (2023), and wanted to write something with it, have this drabble! (Contains some spoilers)
Fandom: Bottoms
Words: 1,392
It was colder out than Josie thought. She could feel her fingers numbing on the steering wheel as she waited outside PJ's house, leaving the engine on so as to not cool the car down too much. Her eyes wandered over PJ's front windows, partially trying to determine if her friend was close to being ready, but mostly to avoid looking at the woman in her passenger seat.
Isabel. Josie still couldn't really believe the two of them were an item after so many years pining after her from the back of math class. Part of her - well, most of her - wanted to turn around and just kiss her, maybe more if they had the time - but she didn't know when PJ would be here, and she still wasn't sure if Isabel was, like, okay with that, and didn't she hear somewhere that being all aloof and indifferent made you ten times hotter than being needy or whatever?
"Hey." Josie felt a tap on her shoulder and pulled back from the window. "You seemed a little spaced out there. Watcha thinking about?"
Isabel was looking at her with a slight smile on her face, and a note of - was that worry? Anxiety, even? Shit, maybe she was being too aloof. Josie quickly found Isabel's hand and gave it a squeeze. "Nah, I'm fine. Just a long day, you know?" She summoned up an awkward smile of her own.
Her girlfriend's expression didn't change, but she seemed satisfied with Josie's answer, squeezing her hand back. "Wait a minute" - she gestured towards Josie's head - "Your hairtie's coming undone, I can get that if you want?"
Josie nodded, feeling Isabel take a loose strand of hair between her fingers, hearing Isabel murmuring about conditioner brands - though she was suddenly finding it hard to focus on the details, as she felt Isabel's nails barely graze the side of her neck. She shifted in her seat, trying to discreetly get away from her girlfriend's hand, but those fingers wouldn't leave her alone. Isabel's touch wasn't firm enough to hurt, but there was just enough pressure for it to really, really-
Before Josie knew it, Isabel was stroking under her chin, and she'd grabbed her hand and pushed it away, other hand clamped over her mouth to suppress any loose giggles.
"Woah, are you okay? Did I scratch you or something?"
"I'm good, I'm good. I'd just prefer doing it myself, that's all."
"Josie, are you sure? Because you kinda- Oh my God."
"What?"
"Oh my God, are you ticklish?
Josie blinked, momentarily at a loss for words.
"You're super ticklish, aren't you? Is that why you were moving around so much? Back there?"
She knew from past experience that outright denial was not the way to go, though admitting the truth didn't seem like a great plan either.
"Uhhh... yeah, I am. Ticklish, uh, I mean, I'm a little ticklish, yeah..."
"Oh m- How did I not know about this?"
Josie tried to answer, she really did, but when you have your crush of several years looming over you with a massive grin, after discovering your biggest weakness, without even being able to move from your chair, coherent thought becomes a little tricky.
"Um, well, you didn't know because I didn't tell you, and I didn't- I didn't tell you because I didn't think it would be information that you would be-"
She was literally at the edge of her seat, pressed up against the car door, but that somehow still wasn't far enough to escape Isabel's roving fingers.
"That you would be- ah! Interehested in! And I didn't think you'd be interested in it because - ohh, your hands are cold - because it doesn't benehehehefit either of us to know- okahehehey, okay that's a tickle spot, okay you founehehehed ihtahahaha! So we can just let this go, we don't need to do anything else related to- tickling, or me being tickled, or-ohmygod not there. That's really BAHAHAHAHAD!"
It wasn't simply being ticklish that embarrassed Josie. It was that she had no resistance whatsoever - one little tickle and the floodgates burst wide open. If she wasn't being tickled within an inch of her life, she might've realised that this is the loudest and hardest she's laughed in a long time, and certainly the most she's laughed in front of Isabel. Right now, though, all she could think of was how Isabel's fingers seemed to be all over her at once - her hip pokes, side squeezes, belly flutters, and rib tweaks felt like they happened seconds after each other. Curled up tightly on the car seat, her eyes tightly shut, she couldn't see Isabel reaching over her, theoretically giving her views she would've killed for in years past.
"This is so cute! I've never been with someone who is, like, this ticklish, you know?"
"NAHAHAHOHOHO THIHIHS IHIHIHISN'T CUTEAHAHAHAHAAH!"
"Hmmmm, I disagree~" Isabel swooped down to nibble on Josie's neck, prompting a round of wild cackles, before darting over to scribble on her knees, making Josie kick under the steering wheel so hard she thought the airbag would go off.
"WHAHAHAHT THE fuck, how did you know abouahAHAHAT THE KNEEHEHEHES, STAHAHAHP!"
"Oh, the knees? I guessed it. I can tell you're ticklish everywhere."
Josie squirmed like mad, slapping helplessly at the air, trying not to reveal how much her girlfriend's comments were getting to her. She was sure Isabel could talk to her like this and she'd be giggling without any physical contact.
"YOHOHOU'RE FUAHAHACKING KILLING MEHEHEHE!"
"Aw, but you're tough, you're the leader of the fight club! Wait... maybe our next session should be all about tickle fights! Only if I get paired with you, though, this is way too fun to pass up."
Why exactly was this so much worse than the last time she was tickled? Was it Isabel's nails, which had just enough purchase to find devilishly ticklish areas hitherto neglected? Was it Isabel jumping from spot to spot, not content until she'd wrung every kind of laughter out of poor Josie? Or was it the rush of being like this under Isabel, becoming a puddle of hysterics thanks to someone you'd known, feared, lusted after, and then finally loved, for the entirety of high school? Of finding yourself so vulnerable in her presence, just you and her, and the dizzying mix of emotions that came with that?
She felt Isabel's hands leave her body, her head still spinning as she panted like mad and gripped the sides of the driver's seat. She vaguely heard the back doors open, and a couple of voices paired with a blast of winter air from outside.
"Yeah, the dog took Hazel's notebook, we had to turn the house upside down looking for it, then I had to redo my makeup... Jesus, Jodie! You look like you've run a marathon, what the fuck's happened?"
"Hi, PJ! Oh, she told me she was ticklish, so I tried it out on her. She wasn't lying!"
"You told her?! Josie, I know you're fucking head-over-heels for her already, but why-"
"Wait, she's ticklish?" Hazel piped up from the back seat.
"Like, incredibly, and she made me swear to never tell anyone, under pain of death, but now she's just giving it away-"
Josie gripped the steering wheel as her friends settled in the car. She looked over to Isabel, whose smile had still not left her face, even growing when she wiggled her fingers towards Jodie and saw the other woman flinch.
Isabel reached over to Josie, the loud chatter in the back masking their conversation? "Are you okay? I didn't... go too hard? Or anything?"
"You're fine, it's cool. Gimme some warning next time?"
"Next time?"
"Uh, wait, I mean-"
Before she had time to think of an excuse, PJ poked her head between the front seats. "So, Isabel, did you know that if you put your lips on Josie's belly and blow real hard, she yells loud enough to wake up a whole slumber party?" She gestured to the cheerleader, who brought her hand to her mouth and giggled.
"What the fuck, PJ?"
"You're the one with no secrets anymore, pal. And between her shoulder blades-"
PJ was pulled into the back seat as Josie pulled away from the sidewalk as fast as she could, and drove off into the night.
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mickeytheticklee · 5 months
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Jealousy tickles
Pairing: Ler!Gina Porter x Lee!Reader
Summary: You throw a surprise for Gina after a bad night of jealousy
Warnings: Tickling, raspberries, bad flirting?, hsmtmts spoilers if you care about that, writing this I realize there's no mention of Ricky Bowen
An: Based on the one episode where Ricky decorates Gina's trailer
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Having a girlfriend makes you do weird things, such as suddenly being an expert on arts and crafts on a Tuesday afternoon.
“Wait Gi I'm not finished.", You say, although Gina enters her trailer. You would stop her from entering but you were too busy setting up streamers and making sure it didn't drop. Sure enough when Gina opened the door it fell again, but with dozens of failed attempts you gave up. But one streamer doesn't matter when you decorated a whole banner, got her a gift basket with all her favorite goodies, and a Build a Bear stuffed animal clothed as a cheerleader in less than three hours. Gina was flabbergasted, not believing the surprise you left in her trailer. It was as if you were throwing a birthday party, even if both of your birthdays landed during second semester. Before seizing a splurge of kisses or a hug you fix one minor detail to your plan.
“Wait!", You say, putting your hand up. You grabbed the red and white confetti from the couch and swooshed it in the air. Yes it made a big mess but it didn't matter, since there's people to clean up the mess. “Okay now I'm finished."
With much energy Gina gave you a big hug. The ones that she loves you a bit too hard that it sucks your soul out. You've gotten better at holding her whenever she leans foward in hugs. Usually when she does your masculine strength can barely hold on and you almost fall over. But not this time. Secretly in your mind you give yourself props for that.
“You did all this?? How??", Gina asks, looking around at her trailer filled with treats. She's never been happier in her entire life. Plus this was perfect timing as she's been having a tiring day from filming scene to scene on HSM4 with costar Mack.
“It took two days, bribery, and some advice from Ashlyn but I made it happen.", You say, smiling at Gina. Preparation was WORK, but it was worth it to see a billion dollar smile from Gina. In one day you were on a mission to get Gina's favorites from the mall and set them up into a basket. As for the cute bear in a red cheerleading outfit you had a friend from Build A Bear to give you a discount (not because you were friends but because your girlfriend is a movie star). As far as the trailer you told your plan to Ashlyn, the only person that knows about you and Gina from an accidental make out in the bathroom during Halloween. She liked it, although complained that it was missing something. That anyone who was dating Gina needed to go big or go home.
Coming from the person who lived with Gina for awhile, you can trust her word.
“You're such a surprise everyday y/n, but why?", Gina asks, having her hands on the back of your neck. She had on a cheerleader outfit on with her hair straightened with a ponytail, such a look that you absolutely love. Gina has been flaunting the hell out of her cheerleading outfits that it had put you in such a lee mood. Which makes you rewind that you set this surprise up from you seeing Gina share a tickle moment with Mack.
“I wanted to apologize for being a dick with Mack and being a downer during the whole. It wasn't me.", You say, apologizing for what happened last night. You two sit down on the couch, discussing of what came from the small gathering at Ashlyn's house.
“I can't be mad, Kourtney was sort of pushing it with the ship questions between me and Mack.", Gina says, holding your hand. A couple of days ago there was a celebration of Gina being the lead role of HSM4, the reunion. As everyone was dancing to hsm songs and eating pizza from Biggie's pizzeria the main event was Mack coming. He came with stacks of Apple cider for everyone to enjoy, all while wearing the matching purple and blue bracelet as Gina. Suddenly that small detail had the party questioning if there was a secret relationship with Gina.
She's in a secret relationship, just not with him.
Thru numerous denies everyone was suspecting that they were a thing. Even though the evidence in question was being in a movie with him and matching bracelets they had to make for a scene. Yet she was wearing the headphones you gifted her and her lipstick being smack dab in the middle of your neck, in the open. Same shade and all. Yet the small photo that Kourtney took of them made them viral in less than twenty minutes, and now suddenly people were asking questions and making ship names for them. MaGi, seriously?
“I know, but I haven't been much of a supportive girlfriend since you've been casted. I'm proud of you for taking this opportunity and that after school you'll go to new Zealand and be a pretty princess.", You say, grazing Gina's chin. Gina giggles, her nose scrunching while looking at you. “I sort of...been jealous of you and Mack. I mean I know we're supposed to have a secret relationship because of the documentary and hiding that you aren't such a mean bisexual but I thought maybe someone could've gotten the hint. Excluding Ashlyn because she's nosy. But I'm sorry, I should've never acted that way."
You were waiting for a response from Gina's big brown eye stare. She stares trying to copy your habit of wandering in her eyes and just smiling. When she stops she leans in for a soft kiss. Feeling the small spark you both kiss again. “I accept your apology, and I understand. Having to idolize Mack and making a movie with him people have seemed to be more delusional than me. But I promise once this musical and movie are over we'll hangout more and hopefully they'll get the hint that we're dating. But Mack is America's puppy, you're my puppy.", Gina says, patting your head. You weren't ever sure if your friends will get the hint of you and Gina dating. They'll still bring up the Mack cutout even if she was wearing your sweatshirt.
“Also...there's a lot of things that I wouldn't do to Mack that I'd do to you.", She says, her tone getting slightly lower while making intense eye contact with you. You make intense eye contact back, almost wanting to break it by how wide your smile was getting. You thought Gina's flirt was another chance to kiss you, but sometimes you never know what she's thinking.
“And what is it?", You saying, leaning closer trying to close the hint with a kiss. As you get closer Gina doesn't budge, but she does smirk. “Why don't I tickle you and find out.", Gina says, not even giving you a five second head start and tickling you. You were laughing with your head back over Gina's probing to your side.
“GIGIGIGI!!", You say, already laughing and barely getting any strength out to release her hand from the grips on your side. Although you say her name in hopes for her to stop you make no effort to push the tickles away. In fact you tried to get in a comfortable position on the couch to get your giggles in from Gina. Even if most of the tickles were done sneaking in Gina's bed at night a small brown couch in the trailer will do. Your laughter melts on the couch, letting your body vibe with the giggles and scribbling of Gina's fingers to your tummy.
“I forgot you haven't been tickled for four days, no wonder why you've been a bit jealous.", She says, teasing you. Still laughing upon the tickles you cover your face in embarrassment. You can sense the pink rising from your cheeks. “SHUTUPUPHAHAHA!!", You say, reacting to the pokes and deep thumb massaging on your side, inching close to your ribs. You were laying down, being surprised that your limbs were under control from the wild tickling. But that's the power of Gina's tickling, to where everything else is calm but your still screeching and wheezing until it stops.
“Shut up? Make me. Use that masculine strength of yours to get me to stop.", She teases you once again. You always brag about being strong and calling it masculine energy by holding the door for Gina or opening the car door her. Yet Gina adores your high pitched laughs whenever her finger squeezes through your armpit. “STOPHAGAHAHAHA!!!", You laugh, trying to use that energy but instead to Gina unlimited access to tickle your armpits and neck.
Gina giggles, loving to tickle you. “Want me to stop? Okay, I will.", She says, not tickling you anymore. Of course she even knows that won't be possible so she circles your palm with her finger. Within a minute you were pouting and clinging onto Gina, wondering when you'll get tickles back. “I was kidding...", You say whining to Gina. Yet Gina can't go one week without teasing you, even if afterwards you get tortured and you feel better.
“You want me to tickle you? Recite the Mark and Spark theme song.", Gina says, insisting you do that as a reward of possible tickles. As much as Gina obsesses over that show you haven't seen a lick of yet. You tried to sing the melody from the times Jet made fun of Gina for liking such a childish show. Once your mind was able to work you had half of the song memorized, with a few mumbles in between. But it was enough to satisfy Gina.
“Okay lay down so I can tickle you.", She says, pushing you back down and using her one hand to scribble your tummy. The other was holding your hand, still lightly grazing your palm with her thumb. You were giggling, looking at Gina and loving these tickles. You took your hands and scrunched them around Gina's face, wanting her to get closer for a kiss. With each small kiss and little pecks trailing off to your jawline and chin became a very unexpected neck raspberry. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!!", You say, bursting into a fit of giggles. It's surprising that such a thing would make you laugh this hard, since this is Gina's first time ever doing it.
“Wait, that was kind of fun.", Gina says, loving the reaction you gave. You were laughing about it, nodding but being too tongue tied in your giggles to respond back. “NONONOGINAHAHAHHW!!", You say until your words get cut off my laughter again of another neck raspberry from Gina. Since you two been dating she's loves to tickle you. But it's only ever soft tickles while you two are cuddling and watching a movie. You love your soft tickles but you wanted to be challenged and get tortured by Gina. She's been procrastinating on her research because of school and extracurricular activities, but you were good up to now about her not knowing the secret of raspberries.
Still Gina was tickling your tummy, having her hands either on the sweatshirt you were wearing or the bare skin exposed from wiggling around too much. You were still laughing, unable to think of a sneaky comeback that'll make Gina tickle you more. “IHAHHAHAHHAHAHNN", You laugh, still hating how your brain can barely form words from Gina having her fingers around your neck and pinching your thighs. You were gasping for any sense of words but it gets tangled in your loud, bubbly laughter. “Let me give you a break before something happens.", Gina says, giving you some water from her backpack to give to you. Even when hydrated you were still whining about feeling empty without your tickles.
“I'll tickle you tonight during our HSM marathon. But for right now let's go before Kourtney goes on a hunt to find me.", Gina says, helping you up and making sure your sweatshirt isn't too wrinkled. By this time practice would've been over and everyone heads down the block for pizza. She fixes your collar with stars in her eyes, giving you one last kiss before you're not allowed to be five feet near each other. “Thank you for this surprise."
“Anything for my superstar."
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YES (a lil Gina Porter drabble)
Pairing: ler!Gina Porter x Lee!Reader
Summary: You accidentally wearing Gina's crop top to school
Warning: Tickling, mouth tickling, this shit is short y'all, my writing is BAD
An: Been on my HSMTMTS brainrot
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It's been almost a full hour of you and Gina working on the project together. You both were focused on completing it, although neither of you can understand a damn thing.
“Do you know the answer for number two?", Gina asks, hoping her her prayers work so she can finish this assignment. Bad thing was you were struggling with the same question. “No, I'm on that question.", You say, your eyes glued to the paper, erasing the last few mistakes of the problem. You both thought being paired for this project would be good because of the cute study dates at Gina's house, yet both of you suck terribly at math. Gina sighs, even though it's always a dream come true that her secret date can come over without suspicion from her mother. Luckily Gina had a backup plan for in case this scenario happens.
“I'll text Kourt or Ashlyn if they have the answers.", Gina says, grabbing her phone from her back pocket. You took a brain break from the amount of math you had to learn in a day. Gina did too, looking at you with a tired look but a lovely smile. Looking back at her you adore her beautiful brown eyes, feeling sentimental at the promise ring you gifted her on Christmas. Feeling distracted upon Gina's polished nails you didn't hear her question.
“Are you wearing my shirt?", Gina asks, causing a flushed look upon your face. You thought she couldn't notice by the baggy gray sweatshirt you stole from EJ. But still the purple collar from the pink crop top was visible to Gina. “Oh...yea, you left it at my house last week and I ran out of laundry so I stole it.", You say, feeling happy but nervous. It was true you were too lazy to do any laundry but sometimes you loved the feeling of Gina's clothing. Her scent and her warmth were still connected to the shirt. When Gina leaves away from her acting gigs you cling onto her accessories, feeling apart of Gina when you miss her.
“Are you okay with that? Do you want me to take it off?", You ask, trying to take off your sweatshirt as if you had a spare shirt to change in. The pink crop top was one of Gina's favorites, she's been on a search for days trying to find it. All for it to end up being worn by her girlfriend who mostly wears baggy clothing. “No, it's okay. You can keep it on for now. But...", Gina says, pausing with a smile. You weren't catching on to her giddy smile and excited hands playing with yours.
“But what?", You ask so innocently. Gina smile has on a smile, holding in her question wondering what response you'll have. But from the big ass grin you had and not recognizing Gina's hands were close to your thigh she knows you'll be quite oblivious to her trap.
“Would you mind...taking off your sweatshirt?", Gina asks. You did as you were told and took it off, with Gina's help. Because of Gina's more feminine fashion sense you rarely borrow her clothes. Yet if you took a deep dive in her closet you can see five of your sweatshirt hung up and ironed. You felt a chill from your lower back after taking it off. You felt as if a part of you was stripped away as you usually don't sport the crop top fashion. You sit up awkwardly, feeling insecure about wanting to rock a shorter, and tighter shirt.
“Hey, you look like a rockstar in my shirt okay? I love it, and I love you.", Gina says, reassuring you of all your insecurities. Feeling comfortable in your skin you lean in to kiss Gina. You stop a few times before Gina closed in to create a delicate kiss. Leaning back you felt her touch wriggle around your sides, feeling a small probe. It was ignorable after the first few, but Gina relentlessly went harder to get a reaction out of you.
“GINA! GINAHEHEH!!", You say, giggling thru the kiss. You tried to take her naughty hands away but she fought back harder, and deeper against your side and hips. You tug from her but you felt her weight on you, continuing to attack you with tickles. “IT TICKLESHEHEHE!!", You say, laughing out loud with speaky fits of laughter.
“Yea you don't say.", Gina says, teasing you,“Honestly I didn't know how ticklish you were until now." She teases you as if she isn't tickling you almost everyday. It's a battle to get thru Gina's tickles. Her impeccable strength and quick fingers leave you helpless against her. “SYPPSTOPHAHAGAHA!!", The laugh gets louder, and now you start to understand the truth behind Gina's trickery.
You try to pull down the crop top to cover any piece of skin possible. It was no use, it was stuck on you for good, and exposed all the areas Gina was feasting on. “Aww what's wrong? You can't cover that cute belly?", Gina teases, having you in a smile you can't tame. You tried pulling up your sweatpants but you still felt Gina's pokes. You couldn't escape, especially not with Gina's nice lips on your tummy ready to blow raspberries. “EEEEHAHHAHAHA!!", You say, laughing while your hands turn into fists. They cover around your red face, laughing thru Gina's scribbles.
“I should let you wear my clothes more often. They seem to really fit you.", Gina says, still scribbling your tummy and dipping her finger upon your belly button. You laugh, still not budging against Gina pinning you down. For Gina to complain that sports aren't her thing she sure is strong. “I WON'T WEAR YOUR CROPTOPS HWHHWHE!!", You laugh, swearing you won't make this mistake again (but you will). Gina knows you will if she ever plans on leaving her whole wardrobe at your place again.
“STOPHAHAHHQHQ!!!", You say, laughing at the raspberries and tummy kisses she's giving you. But it all stops once Gina hears a car pull in at her driveway. She decided to go softer upon your tummy so her mother doesn't suspect any funny business.
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mickeytheticklee · 7 months
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I am the founder and president of the bottoms tickle community (when I end up making a fic)
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mickeytheticklee · 7 months
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Omfg do you want requests for scream 6 fics? Bc honestly me and u are the only ones holding the scream 6 tkl community… we gotta stick together 😭
YEAAA
ALSO I LOVE UR FICS THEY'RE SO GOOD
Nah u right we the backbone of the scream6 tickle community it's just us 😭😭
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mickeytheticklee · 7 months
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Happy spot
Pairing: Sam Carpenter x LeeReader
Summary: After Sam feels a little down she knows her gf will be there to cheer her up
Warnings: Tickling, mouth tickles, a bit sentimental in the beginning kissing, nothing too major
Note: I'm back (for a bit) but I thought I could share a fic for this rainy day :)
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Sam recollects a memory she had before arriving to New York.
When you two started seeing each other it happened to be after the brutal attack of Woodsbro. Already Sam wasn't in the best mental state, you knew that. Sam wasn't the best at being vulnerable towards her feelings, knowing that she wasn't okay and was trying to seek help. You being the supportive girlfriend was willing to help her towards every step, every trial, even on her bad days you would help her. She talked about that with her therapist, that moment she told you and she was embraced by your touch for almost an hour.
“I never cried so hard after that."
“I just feel bad...that sometimes I don't show how much she means the world to me."
Sam knows you do a lot around the house. After your day job you tidy up the house a bit and then make dinner for Tara and her friends. You make sure Sam comes home to a clean house. The smell of a home cooked meal with fresh lilac sheets. Then you having the energy to snuggle up to Sam every night so she sleeps soundly. All that you do and Sam feels guilty that she hasn't given much back. Even though you say her smile is the best part about your day, or that it's the least you can do since Sam saved your life.
Sam came home extra early tonight, seeing what you maybe up to around this hour. Since you had the day off you had lots to do today. You were too focused on your special meal of the day that you didn't notice Sam coming towards you, planting a kiss on your cheek.
“Hey.", Sam says. You turned around and hugged her, as Sam notices your little chef outfit on. You watching a season of The Bear suddenly made you a chef, even though just last week you burned a grilled cheese.
“I have a surprise for you on the couch. But don't open it until I come.", You say, eager to finish cooking so you can give it to Sam. Sam always loved your gifts made by hand. It made her feel like a kid, having a huge smile from getting gifts from her school crush. Learning new things seemed to work for you, although you often had paper cuts and Sam had to kiss all of them so you'd feel better. She sits on the couch, waiting patiently for you to arrive. You did your jolly steps to the living room, handing a purple bag to Sam's lap. She thought you actually bought something when you really didn't, you just made it and wanted to be extra by wrapping it in a bag.
“Open it. I think you're going to like it.", You say, barely containing your excitement. Sam can show by how you weren't sitting down or else you would get jittery. She took off the wrapping paper, now holding a crochet stuffed bunny you made for her. It was cream colored, with a mini crochet blanket so the bunny won't get cold. Sam didn't know what to say or do, in the same breath she wanted to hug you but also wanted to cry. She was never gifted with a stuff animal, with all the years of being alone she drenched of having a stuff animal to hold closely to her chest.
“Do you like it?", You ask, followed by a warm smile to Sam. She sets the bunny on the coffee table next to the bag. She grabbed your entire body to her lap, hugging you tightly with love. You loved her security blanket hugs, until the hug ends up in the wrong spot.
“Love you too Sam ACK! SAM!", You say, feeling an unfamiliar squeeze to your mid area. Sam was never going to let you go. For a gift like that she plans on hugging you until she falls asleep. Hugs like this you couldn't escape from. You did once, until Sam chased you down and dragged you back so you can watch 90 day fiance with her.
“SAM! SAM! NOHOHOHO!!", You say laughing which each poke sent against your side. Your legs keep kicking with your head throwing back in laughing on Sam's shoulder. She smiled, enjoying the big grin you had on your face. Gifts weren't your love language but affection was, especially for tickles. Being tickled was worth a thousand gifts for you.
You looked at her, trying to hold the last bit of composure you had. Until you were moving at Sam's skittering fingers moving to your sides. “What's wrong? I'm barely touching you.", Sam says, giving you that teasing voice. You pout, cupping her hands and softly presses your lips to hers. Both of your heads were screaming fireworks at the kiss. The moment was romantic until her fingers caught back at your side. Instead of holding it in you giggle, which is much better than making funny faces to Sam because you're holding it in.
“Sam! Let go!", You say, tugging at her arms again.
“You want me to let go? I can do that.", Sam says, setting you down on the couch, making your tummy lay on her lap. Sam's hands come under your shirt, skittering her nails across your ticklish tummy. You laugh your head off, trying your best not to kick Sam due to how bad you squirm. You knew any violence would cause her to restrain your arms. “SAM! SAM! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!", You laugh, trying to get Sam's piano fingers off your tummy and torso. Of course you weren't trying, your hands were still covering your face as you knew for a fact the laughing was making your cheeks turn pink.
“STOP!!", You say before the tickling overtakes you, making you unable to say anything else. “Stop what darling?", Sam teases, knowing you love it, but also knowing you can't say the tword. She stops the tickling momentarily to give you a chance to respond. You were about to until she makes eye contact, making it impossible to recite anything. You smile in silence, in which Sam's heart was about to burst by how adorable you were. “Spare me please?", You ask politely of Sam to take it easy. Sam doesn't listen, she never does but it's because she goes by the opposite of what you say.
“No.", She says with a lovely grin and tickles your tummy again. This time you did kick as you didn't see the tickling coming. “FUVKFUCKHAHAHHA!!", You say, the cursing coming up as you laugh. The torture stops for a minute once again for Sam to say something absolutely ruthless, or corny.
“You know, they should make shirts that say tickle the cook. I'd certainly like that.", Sam says, causing a light blush to appear on your face. Withstanding all the tickling your apron was still on, being wrinkled up by the moving.
“But I guess kiss the cook works well too.", Sam says, putting an evil smirk on her face. This time you were grateful you weren't pinned upon Sam's great strength. But with your sudden movements she unexpectedly had your arms pinned under her knees. “No no no no SAM!" You say, giving little kicks for Sam to see. You kind of regret it, knowing that in seconds she could attack your feet. She kisses your forehead before moving to your lips, whispering a tease into your ear to give you loads of butterflies.
“You're so cute when you panic baby.", Sam says, giving you loads of tummy kisses afterwards. You didn't know why she trapped her arms if all she was giving was tummy kisses. But then the raspberries and armpit tickles came and that's when being pinned down was needed. “NOOOHAHAHHAH!!", You say, giving the biggest belly laugh Sam has ever seen. She felt so content of giving you pokes on your stomach, leading down to your armpits to messing with your ticklish ears.
“Don't be so dramatic I know you love this." She says, bundling you up with belly kisses again. She luckily set your arms free to wiggle around. But within that time you locked lips with her again. It was almost turning into a post tickle make out thing until she wanted a few kisses on your tummy. Fluttering tummy kisses was a good mix with the kisses. You both gave soft pecks, giggling in between and feeling Sam's hands wrap around your waist.
“Your so fucking adorable.", Sam says.
“And you're the best girlfriend ever.", You say.
“Gosh y'all are so gay.", Mindy says, rolling her eyes at the intimate moment you guys were sharing.
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mickeytheticklee · 7 months
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Watching hsmtm to get an idea for some tickle fics wish me luck y'all 👍
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mickeytheticklee · 8 months
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okay so I’m finally writing the Sam and Tara fic because there isn’t enough scream tickle content and ive been in a rlly bad Lee mood for these two for the past couple of weeks😭
note: I started this back in may😭
Characters: ler!sam lee!tara
Warnings: tickles, swearing
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𝑵𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒏
It was early evening. The sun was setting, leaving the sky filled with mesmerising hues of pink and orange. Looming over the wild and busy city that was New York.
Tara was happilly sat on her Sofa at her Shared Apartment, deciding to relax after a long and tiring day at college. Sam hadn’t been home from work long and was making herself busy in her bedroom while you could hear faint voices coming from Quinn’s rooms, assuming Quinn was with one of her “male friends” tara decided not to bother her and just stay laying on the sofa, scrolling mindlessly through her phone. Her time to relax from the world around her. The way she put her mind at ease and comfort. Reading blogs and scrolling through short funny videos.
Tara also found enjoyment in reading fanfiction, she could get lost in the stories and forget the world she was currently in. She actually decided to look for some fan fiction to read.. but taras taste in fanfiction wasn’t the day to day genres you would normally see. Nothing intense or taboo, she didn’t enjoy reading those. She was just very open to unusual and unheard of ideas within fan fiction. She loved seeing what people would come up with in a couple of paragraphs. So as she was scrolling aimlessly through her phone she stumbled upon a fanfic title that made her face react with a vibrant blush, plastered across her cheeks.
“Tickle fan fiction”. “What the fu-“ she giggled to herself. But her curiosity got the better of her and she clicked on it. As she tapped on it she was met with a whole new google page full of fan fictions that seemed to be centred around a character being tickled. She giggled at the idea, thinking it was just silly but also kinda cute at the same time as she sat reading some. Clearly interested. She felt drawn to them in some sort of way. She wondered why this was a thing but at the same time enjoyed reading them. It was obvious that the fan fictions she was reading wasn’t anything to do with a kink or fetishes but just playful tickle fights and she quite enjoyed reading them. Mostly because it gave her a sense of nostalgia from when her and sam were younger and they use to break out into vicious tickle fights a lot but as they grew up that wasn’t so common. Tara missed the feeling of rolling around on the floor, giggling childishly as sams fingers scribbled around her whole body. She found herself getting lost In thought and intensely blushing at her nostalgic memories. Tara was Never one that hated being tickled, she viewed it as something that brought her and her friends closer, just spending time, laughing and rolling around the floor. Because for those two minutes everything felt right in the world. She also never hated the feeling but none of this crossed her mind until she found these fanfictions
She just laid across the sofa, loosing track of the time as she just carried on reading the tickle fanfiction.
She was so focussed on these that she didn’t even see Sam come out of her room and call her name. “Tara?” Sam said and that’s when Tara snapped back into reality “oh! h-hey sam!” Sams presence obviously caught Tara off guard and that was noticeable by her voice. “You alright there?” Sam giggled seeing Tara look a little surprised. “Yup! All good! How was your day at work?” Tara asked, her eyes still following the words on her screen. “It was good, boring as always but it was good! How was college?” Sam asked but at this point she raised a brow seeing Tara so interested at what was on her phone. “Uhh it was also good! Tiring though” Tara replied, her eyes still glued to her screen. Sam giggled again just watching Tara be so invested on what she was reading and she couldn’t help but be curious. So she walked over and sat right next to her “what’s so interesting then?” She asked innocently. “I- nothing!” Tara responded, finally looking at Sam this time. “Are you sure? You look reallyyy concentrated on your phone right now! It’s gotta be something!” Sam said with a playful smile. “Nope! Nothing!” Tara just kept denying everything in hopes that Sam would eventually leave her alone.. but unfortunate for Tara this wasn’t the case. “Are you texting somebody?” Sam just kept smiling at her sister. It was funny to see her a little worked up over just a few innocent questions. Although sam didn’t want to be to nosy and overstep the line so she just kept the questions short. “Nope” Tara replied “oh! What are you reading then?” “I- what? Nothing!” Tara answered quickly. At this point sam could see that Tara was just flustered and she thought it would be funny to carry on teasing her. “Oh it definitely is something!!” Sam said and then rested her head on taras shoulder trying to get a closer look at the phone.
Tara noticed this and tried to move her phone away but clearly didn’t move it quick enough because sams reply was enough to make her vibrant blush re-apear “a- a tickle fanfiction?” Sams eyes were slightly wide but she looked on the verge of explosive laughter. “I- I… I don’t know what your taking about” Tara became very shy and dismissive. “oh yeah?” Sam said with a slight teasing tone lingering in her voice before she quickly and jokingly grabbed taras phone before standing up infront of her “hey- sam!!” and sam read in a overly dramatic tone “and she wiggled her nails into her sides causing her to react with heaps of helpless laughter” and then she giggled to herself “yeah , definitely not tickle related!” Sam lightly threw taras phone as it landed next to her and she was giggling even more seeing taras whole face become cotton floss pink. Tara decided not to say anything and just avoid sams eye contact, embarrassment radiating through her veins. “Sooo..” sam trailed off with the biggest, cheekiest smile and she sat next to Tara again but facing her this time. “What’s that all about?” She said through her snickers. “I- it.. it just popped up..” tara said quite enough it could have been a mumble. “Oh? It just popped up hm? And what.. you decided to read it still?” Sam was just staright up teasing tara at this point, knowing how embarrassed she was. Sam actually thought it was adorable. “Well- I-“ tara couldn’t even talk. She was so flustered that she could barely form words. “Hey! I’m not judging or anything! I just.. didn’t expect it from you and think it’s kinda funny!” Sam reassured the whole time with a smile beaming in her face and how hilarious but yet endearing this situation was. Tara, who was still avoiding eye contact just gave a slow nod.
“Do you mind me asking.. why you were reading it?” This time taras breath hitched and her blush didn’t leave her face once. “I- well… I- I thought the idea was kinda.. cute..” Tara managed to say, still not able to look sam in the eyes. “What? Being tickled?” Sam giggled with her smile still prominent. “I-“ Tara just decided to nod again slightly. You could tell by sams smile never leaving that she thought it was adorable. “So.. does that mean.. you wanna be tickled?” Sam asked innocently with slight hope in her voice. She thought this was a perfect opportunity to bond with Tara and bring a little silliness into the atmosphere. “I- I don’t know..” Tara tried to avoid the question as much as she continued to avoid sams teasing gaze. “oh come on!” Sam said, snickering. “Okay! Fine! Whatever! Yes!” Tara spat out, looking at Sam now with a tinge of red apearing across her cheeks. Sams smile was still stuck on her face, becoming a little excited to do this with her little sister again. Like they did when they were younger.
“Okay!! Well.. don’t forget, you wanted this!” sam teased before her hands scribbling into taras sides. Tara had no time to instinctively build up a defence, instead as soon as her sides were met with sams scribbling hands she burst out with loud, bubbly laughter. “HAHAHAH SAHAHAMM!!!” She began to wriggle under sams grip. There they were. The same situation that became a distant memory that was a regular occurrence for them 10 years ago. Tara proving to be as ticklish as she was when she was little and sam still being a ruthless, teasy ler. Sam moved her fingers to taras stomach, scurrying her fingers along the surface as taras squeaks of laughter did not die down once. “AHAHAHHAHA!!!! OH MY GOHOD!!!” tara was squirming relentlessly while kicking her legs as the feeling coursed through her body and caused her to release heaps of highly gibberish and child-like laughter. “Jeez tara, you really are just as ticklish from when you were little!” Sam smirked slightly, knowing there was nothing Tara could do to stop her brutal attack. Not that Tara wanted or attempted to stop her attack. She practically asked for this.. “SHUHUT UHUPP!” Was her best snarky comeback as most of her words blended together with the giggles and shrieks.
“this is actually addicting” Sam stated, her smile making a return as she watched Tara wiggle and squirm all while sounding like a 7 year old. Sam knew exactly how to tease Tara and make her blush. Her next spot was her ribs, which she clawed at, smirking lightly. “SAHAHAM!!!” Tara squealed. “Whattt!” She said in a mock innocence tone. “I- AHAHAHAHHAHAAHAH!!” “Oh is this still a bad spot?” As much as Sams Tone came across as gentle it had a slight edge of mischief. Sam didn’t even give Tara and opportunity to try and come up with an answer because her attempted words were subsided with laughter. “AHAHAHAAAHAHAHA F-FUHUCK THIHIS!!” Tara was squirming from left to right and kicking her legs, all effortless attempts to get the tingly feeling to mellow. “Oh but Tara, isn’t this what you wanted? Didn’t you miss this?” Sam was smirking as Tara wiggled and screamed in helpless laughter. “I- SHUHUT UHUP!!” Tara Said again, having no legitimate comeback. “I almost forgot how ticklish you were! I’m so glad you reminded me!” Sams ‘older sister’ mode was definitely activated because even though they were older now sam was still teasing her like she did when they younger.
Taras blush made a re-appearance and it was painted across her whole face. Her ears were were even a slight tinge of pink and sam thought it was absolutely adorable. I mean. Her younger sister, was getting flustered, all over a little bit of tickling. She also felt a sense of comfort and and enjoyment in the moment. It was something about watching Tara being all giggly and flushed. It really warmed sams heart. But at the same time sam just wanted to absolutely wreck her with tickles because she knew Tara was enjoying every minute of it. Even through her protests.
Sams Hands crawled up to taras armpits and Tara desperately tried to clench her arms to her sides to try and block sams black painted nails from being able to scratch at that particularly sensitive spot. “AAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH” Sam noticed taras attempt of trying to cover her armpits. Sam then had an evil idea and used one hand to grab both of taras and pin them above her head, Tara didn’t put up much of a fight but as soon as sam pinned her arms up she then dug her hand back into her armpit, scratching at it. “NOHOHOHO!! AHAHAHHA!! SHIHHITT!!! AHAHAHAH!!” Tara tugged at her arms out of instinct and continues kicking her legs like a toddler having a tantrum. This is also when taras eyes started to water from laughing so hard. It was around this point that Sam knew that she was close to her breaking point. Sams fingers started to Speed up as much as she could, spidering her fingers directly into her Hollows and draining all the laughter from taras mouth. “AHAHAHAHAHAA… …” taras watery eyes quickly turned into a few tears running down the side of her cheek and her laughter became silent and that’s when Sam let go of her arms and pulled her hands back but still sitting on top of her and smiling.
“Oh.. My.. god” Tara said, her breathing very heavy and her face is stained red. “looks like you enjoyed that” Sam said with a warm smile and then climbed off her sister, who was laying on the sofa and she sat next to her. As flustered as Tara was she actually managed to admit it. “Yeah.. t-That was.. fun..” she said through a small amount of stutters. “Well.. I know i gotta do that more often!” Sam joked with a small giggle seeing Tara blush again. “I-.. thankyou..” she said, avoiding sams eye contact once again. “Ofcourse” Sam said with a more soft and caring voice. “god, that’s really tired me out” Tara said, finally being able to re-collect her breath. “Yeah, you should probably get some rest after that” Sam giggled and then Tara shuffled herself up and just layed against her sofa, resting her head on the pillow and shutting her eyes.
“I love you sam” she said with a quite voice. “I love you to Tara” Sam said with another comforting smile and sam reached over to grab a blanket and carefully place it over Tara. Sam smiled to herself, thinking about how the evening turned out. But she was content in knowing that this would be a recurring thing, like when they were little.
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