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Let Me Show You How it's Done
Ler! Charlie Lee! Nick with some Lee! Charlie
Heartstopper Tickle Fic Incoming! It's no secret that Nick always tickles Charlie every chance he gets. Charlie, being a bit smaller and weaker than his boyfriend, never seems quite able to turn the tables, that is, until he recruits the assistance of Nick's older brother David who wants to help Charlie get some well deserved revenge. (Set in a context that David isn't a jerk of a brother/human being).
Charlie and Nick spent plenty of time spending afternoons and evenings together doing homework, playing Mario Kart, and on particularly nice evenings, walking Nellie.
This was a particularly rainy and chilly evening, and Nick and Charlie had just finished their end of term essays for literature and history and were getting ready to watch a movie. They were at Nick's house this evening and Nick's mother was working a bit later than usual. She'd promised to pick them all up a pizza later when she returned. Nick's older brother David just so happened to be home for spring break from university and had left Nick and Charlie alone in the den to finish homework and enjoy each other's company in peace.
Well, as much peace as the couple could have, considering that Nick frequently would wrestle Charlie onto the sofa during movie nights and video game sessions to tickle the snot out of his lanky and curly headed boyfriend. This was nothing new, of course. Nick felt that Charlie's squeals and snorts were precious, and Charlie could hardly mind. After all, he deserved it for laughing at Nick for his choice in cinema taste for their impromptu movie night.
"NihihihIHIHICK, stahahahaHAHAHPIT," Charlie squealed as his brawny and much stronger boyfriend pinched at his tummy, easily a bad spot for Charlie.
"I don't think so, Charlie," Nick chuckled down at his boyfriend teasingly. "You enjoy laughing at my expense so much, laughing at my movie selection. Besides, there's nothing wrong with The Princess Bride! It's a fantastic film!" Nick dug into Charlie's sides with renewed vigor, pretending to be insulted.
And poor Charlie was now realizing he never should have commented that it was ironic that the Captain of the rugby team's favorite movie was something as hokey as The Princess Bride.
"ALRIHIHIHIGHT! I'M SORHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEE!" Charlie screeched as Nick reached for his sensitive knee caps, squeezing into the muscle right above and relishing his boyfriends precious laughter.
"Hmmm, I don't know if I believe you," Nick smirked as Charlie squirmed desperately.
Eventually, Nick ceased his tickle attack in favor of making them some popcorn, leaving Charlie to giggle and rub the residual tickly sensations from the backs of his knees. Man, some days he wished Nick never discovered just how ticklish the backs of his knees were.
Charlie heard a soft chuckle from the staircase. Unknown to Nick, David had observed their one-sided tickle fight from the stair landing.
"You really make him happy," David commented.
"Er, thanks..." Charlie replied awkwardly.
"I'm sure Nick is happy not to be on the receiving end of tickle fights anymore as well," David snorted slightly.
"Oh, believe me, I've tried," Charlie could hear the popcorn in the microwave from the kitchen start popping. He dropped his voice, "Nick just isn't that ticklish."
"Rubbish. You just aren't getting his tickle spots," David supplied with a wink.
"But he's a lot stronger than me," Charlie grumbled. "Anytime I try to tickle him, he quickly turns the tables."
David laughed fondly. He was rather amused watching their antics. But David was Nick's big brother. He had loads of experience tickling the snot out of Nick and had no problem with teaching Charlie his little brothers worst spots.
"Why don't I give you a hand?" David dropped his voice upon hearing the microwave ding. Nick would be on his way back with the popcorn in just a few moments.
Charlie nodded, excited at the idea of learning how to tickle Nick and getting some well-deserved revenge for all the times Nick tortured him.
David walked over near the entrance of the kitchen, just out of view, to sneak attack Nick.
When Nick returned with a giant bowl of popcorn, David tackled him sending the buttery popcorn flying and Nick letting out a surprised yelp.
"David? What the hell?" Nick attempted to escape the expert hold but was unsuccessful and still in such shock that the popcorn lay scattered about, forgotten. Charlie watched with a smirk, enjoying the show.
"Come here, Charlie, let me show you how it's done!" David plopped Nick down on the sofa, still confused before Nick felt his heart drop.
"Now Nick has two death spots," David winked at Nick, who was now pinned beneath his brother and the sofa, writhing about, knowing all too well where this was going.
"D-David, don't!" Nick yelped.
"Don't what?" David asked innocently.
"Tickle me!" Nick screeched, suddenly realizing what a fatal mistake he made. He could've kicked himself! How could he fall for the teases he pulled on Charlie all the time?
"Hear that, Charlie? He's given us permission. Hell, he's basically asked for this!" David crowed.
David had Nick's arm pinned above his head and had his fingers wiggling just above Nick's underarm.
"His hips and armpits are really ticklish, if I remember right..." David chuckled darkly. Of course, he remembered correctly. Big brothers don't forget tickle spots of younger siblings.
Charlie climbed over to smirk down at Nick. "Not so tough now, are we?"
"Bite me!" Nick growled, but it sounded more like a whimper.
"You better get your revenge now, Charlie!"
Charlie looked into Nick's pleading eyes and almost took pity on the older boy. Almost.
And that's when Charlie latched onto Nick's hips, and David dug roughly into his underarms, and Nick absolutely shrieked with laughter. Charlie couldn't help but chuckle at Nick's plight.
"Jeez, Nick! You're worse than me!" Charlie crowed triumphantly, digging harshly into the hip pockets, causing Nick to flop around uselessly.
"SCREHEHEHEHEW YOHOHOHOHOUU GUHUHUHUYS!" Nick cackled.
Nick hadn't been tickled in two of his worst spots in a very, very long time. Even when David had tickled him in their younger days, it was only one person tickling him. Now, both his older brother and boyfriend were torturing his two worst tickle spots. Not fair!
Nick continued to gasp and spultter as Charlie and David exploited his worst tickle spots.
"OKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAHAHAHAY!" Nick squeaked.
Charlie enjoyed watching Nick come apart at the seams. After all, the rugby captain deserved it for tormenting him so many times.
Finally, David gestured for Charlie, who had gotten too carried away with tickling Nick to tears, to cease their tickle attack only after Nick's laughter had gone silent and wheezy.
Charlie had reluctantly stopped tickling his boyfriend and gave him some space as David released his hold and affectionately ruffled Nick's already messed up hair.
"Sorry, Nick, but I felt like your boyfriend could use some revenge. You were pretty brutal while you were tickling him earlier," David chuckled.
"Did we go too far?" Charlie peeked sideways at his boyfriend after David retreated upstairs after cleaning up the popcorn mess scattered on the floor.
"Just wait until I get you back." Nick wrapped his arms around Charlie, not tickling him, not just yet, as he knew anticipation would drive Charlie mad. Charlie tensed but giggled as he enjoyed knowing he could now reduce Nick to a squirmy puddle of laughter.
"I would be careful if I were you," Charlie murmured. "I now know your worst spots, and I'll just get you back."
Nick shivered, but he couldn't help but be excited to find out if Charlie really would get him back. Nick really didn't mind it so much, after all.
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Payback (Charlie/Nick)
Summary: Nick keeps messing with Charlie throughout the day, so after school, Charlie decides to get revenge. (Based on a prompt from @writingwitharlo. This is officially my first Heartstopper fic, yay!! I hope y’all enjoy it.)
It seemed that Nick was in a particularly playful, romantic mood. Normally, Charlie wouldn’t mind it one bit. The only problem was that they were in school, and while they weren’t hiding their relationship, it was incredibly distracting.
Sitting in form, flying through a sheet of mathematical equations, Charlie was so focused that he didn’t notice Nick’s hand creeping closer beneath the table. It wasn’t until the hand had latched onto his kneecap that Charlie gave a startled twitch, and it was too late to stop the surprised giggle that escaped him as Nick squeezed.
Quickly covering the giggle up with a very non-convincing cough, Charlie shot Nick a glare which held no actual disdain. “What was that for?” he asked. His homework now sported a very messy answer to the fourth question, however it was still legible.
Nick shrugged, a mischievous smile curled on his lips. “You’re just cute,” he replied simply.
Charlie felt his face flush. “Stop,” he said, but the shy smile he sported proved he wasn’t annoyed at all.
Nick had retracted his hand from Charlie’s knee, but now he reached to poke at his side. Thankfully, through his blazer it wasn’t too unbearable of a sensation, but Charlie still had to choke down another giggle.
“Knock it off, you’re gonna get us in trouble,” he said.
With a joking pout, Nick backed off and returned to his own assignment.
For the rest of the period, Charlie felt giddy and on edge from the tickling, not sure where this boldness had come from in Nick, but he wasn’t complaining. It was nice to have a boyfriend who wasn’t afraid to touch him in public, even if that touch was of the ticklish variety.
After form, Charlie put the moment out of his mind as he went through his other classes. It wasn’t until lunchtime that he saw Nick again, out at the tables and joined by Tao and Isaac.
Charlie sat at the table beside Nick, giving his friends a smile. As the four of them ate and chatted, Nick snuck his arm around Charlie’s waist.
Stuttering on his words, Charlie felt himself turning pink again, and his friends exchanged amused smiles at how easy it was for Nick to distract him.
“What book are you reading now, Isaac?” Nick asked. “I swear, you fly through those so fast, I never see you with the same one twice.”
“Oh, it’s by this great lesbian author, Nina LaCour, and it’s—”
Charlie was interested in learning about the book his friend was reading, but any opportunity to listen to Isaac was completely demolished by the fact that Nick started wiggling fingers over his side, making him bite his lip as he tried to not laugh over Isacc’s answer.
Nick pretended like nothing was happening, just listening intently to Isaac and nodding like he wasn’t tormenting his boyfriend at the same time. “That sounds like a good one,” Nick said casually as he tweaked the bottom of Charlie’s ribs.
That gained a little laugh from Charlie, causing his friends to look at him in confusion.
“What’s got you so amused?” Tao asked.
Charlie shot Nick an accusatory glare, making Nick grin.
“I was just tickling him,” he replied simply.
Tao and Isaac both smiled at their friend’s embarrassment.
“Just so you know, his neck is extremely ticklish,” Tao said, shooting Nick an overexaggerated wink.
“And his ears,” Isaac supplied.
Charlie groaned, putting his face in his hands. “You are both the worst,” he mumbled.
Tao reached across the table to ruffle Charlie’s curls. “Oh, you love us,” he cooed, sneaking a quick tickle to the back of his neck, making Charlie squeal.
When lunch ended, the day went back to normal, but he knew it wouldn’t last. As soon as school ended, Nick was coming over to his house, meaning that the pattern of getting tickled by his boyfriend would likely continue the moment they got to Charlie’s bedroom.
Unless…Well, Charlie supposed that he could always strike first, but he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold his own in a tickle fight against big, tough rugby lad Nick Nelson. It was worth a shot though, right?
When the last bell rang, Charlie rushed to the front gate where he always met Nick. When Nick joined him, the two of them joined hands and began walking in the direction of Charlie’s bus stop, chatting about their days and plans for the evening. Just the feeling of Nick’s thumb brushing against the back of his hand set Charlie’s nerves alight, remembering the previous attacks and making his stomach do flips.
On the bus, Nick didn’t try anything, which he was grateful for. They still weren’t comfortable being too touchy feely in public. School bullies were tolerable, but random strangers were a different story. It felt like the trip home took twice as long as usual, the anticipation that Charlie felt was manipulating time and making him jittery.
At one point, Nick noticed. “You okay?” he whispered.
Charlie nodded. “Just excited to get home,” he answered. “I can’t wait to kiss you.”
That shut Nick up quickly, making his freckled face blush.
Front door unlocked, shoes toed off at the door, and the two teenagers quickly made their way up the stairs to Charlie’s bedroom. The moment the door was closed (not all the way, per request of his parents), they sat on Charlie’s bed and their lips locked hungrily, having missed out on the chance to kiss while at school.
As they kissed, Charlie decided to seek his revenge. His hands rested on Nick’s hips, and he slowly pressed the tips of his fingers into the flesh and wiggled them.
Nick’s lips twisted into a smile against Charlie’s before he pulled away, giggling.
“It’s my turn to have some fun now,” Charlie said, grinning, and latched onto Nick’s sides to squeeze them.
Their combined fits of laughter quickly filled the small room, Nick falling back against the mattress and leaving him even more defenseless. “This is nohot fair,” the older boy insisted.
“Not fair? You’ve been tickling me all day!” Charlie replied.
Attempting to grab at Charlie’s hands, Nick gave a little whine. “It’s only fair when I do it to you,” he replied.
“Oh, of course. That logic makes perfect sense.”
Charlie moved to scribble over Nick’s stomach, making his boyfriend burst into a renewed bout of laughter, squirming wildly against the bedsheets.
“Cut it out!”
“Only if you call it a truce,” Charlie replied. “You’ve been bugging me all day, I think this is some well-deserved payback.”
“Okay, okay, truce! I won’t tickle you anymore,” Nick promised, struggling to speak as he was breathless and still giggling hard.
Charlie backed off with a smug smile before laying down beside Nick, snuggling up to his chest. As he caught his breath, Nick cuddled right back, pulling the smaller teen close and pressing a small kiss to his forehead.
“You’re evil,” he said.
“Me? You started it!” Charlie replied, feigning offense at the accusation.
“Yeah, well, I like making you laugh,” Nick said. “Your laugh is cute.”
Charlie blushed for what felt like the millionth time that day, burying his face in Nick’s neck. “Shut up,” he muttered.
“If I hadn’t promised, I would totally test out those spots that Tao and Isaac told me about, just to prove how cute your laugh is,” Nick said.
Slowly, Charlie peeked up at him. “I mean, if you insist.”
Nick’s face split into a grin once again, and he wasted no time in running his fingers over Charlie’s neck, gentle and teasing.
And so, the room was filled with laughter yet again.
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Tickle Me Silly
pairing: Kit Connor x Non Binary!Reader
Pronouns: I/They/Them/Me
Fandom: Heartstopper
Warnings: Mentions of death
Summary: Y/n finds out that their lover Kit Connor is ticklish.
A/N: It's been months since angel-ixily has posted because her account got terminated and as soon as she got it back, she had some really bad stuff happen to her! But now she's back with this amazing request from this very patient anon! Thank you all for being patient with me! It's been a crazy few months! But expect a whole buncha more fanfics coming your way!! Enjoy
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Kit tensed as he watched Max’s body start to float in front of Billy’s gravesite. Lucas, Steve, and Dustin surrounding her as she began to rise into the air.
“If Max dies, I am literally going to cry.” He said with anticipation. He was now breathing at a much faster, and more excited rate. I mean, the producers did say that this season would keep you on your feet.
“I will too. But if Steve dies, oh that will be the end of me! I swear I will lay down right here and die.” I replied. Kit quickly glanced over to me, a smile on his face.
“I love Steve too, but that’s a bit extreme Y/N.” Kit chuckled as he threw popcorn at me. I slowly turned my head over to him, picking up one of the pieces of popcorn that he had thrown over at me.
“You know what’s extreme?” I asked. He raised an eyebrow.
“What?”
I threw the piece of popcorn back at him. “Abusing your partner.” I stated, a sly smirk on my face as Kit put his hands up to defend himself.
“Oh my god! You’re such a hypocrite!” He yelled, uncovering his face, which was red from the joyful smile that was covering his face. The sight of it made my smirk form into a smile.
“And how am I a hypocrite? You started it!” I giggled, sitting up so I was sitting on my legs, facing him.
“You called me abusive for throwing popcorn at you, and then you continued to throw it back at me! That would make you abusive as well!” I shook my head in disagreement.
“Oh no, no, no. You have it all wrong.” I bat my eyelashes at him as if that would be convincing enough for him not to question me. Instead, he raised a brow, the smirk that was on my face currently sitting on his.
“Oh really? I have it wrong, eh?” He asked. I nodded, crossing my arms stubbornly.
“You always do.” I agreed. He opened his mouth and an offended gasp slipped through his lips. I read his face really quick to see if it was serious, but even though he was a good actor, I could see a slight smile leaking through his expression. I decided to continue to play along, my worry slipping away.
“I always do? Now that is just preposterous! If I remember correctly, you have it wrong!” He stated. Now it was my turn to gasp. I placed a hand over my heart. I tried to hide my smile that was trying to seep through, but I failed miserably. I obviously wasn’t as good of an actor as Kit.
“Me?! You have to be insane to blame me! I’m perfect! You on the other hand are yes, perfect! But on a lower scale of perfect! You obviously haven’t remembered correctly because you’re wrong!” I faced away from him; my head held up high as I closed my eyes stubbornly. I was expecting Kit to give in as he always does before, I apologize, we kiss, and continue redoing what we were doing, but this time was different. He stayed quiet. A quick flash of fear zoomed through my body as I got nervous that I had offended him. I went to check if he was okay, but I felt a heavy body leap onto mine, touching every funny bone I had.
“Kit! No! Get off! Stop!” I managed through my delight. His fingers playing with my sides, tickling me.
“You think I’m the crazy one, huh? Well, who’s laughing now? Who’s crazy now?” He asked, a smile on his face as he continued to tickle the living hell outta me.
“Stop! Stop! I’ll answer! I’ll answer! Just stop!” I laugh, repeating my words. Kit slowly stopped, his hands laying at my sides as he hovered over me.
I laid there for a moment just catching my breath. Once my lungs began to work again, I stared directly at him, trying to find a way out. “Still you.” I answered, quickly trying to escape by sliding up and away from him. Be grabbed my sides again and pulled me back to him.
“No! Please no!” I gasped as he began tickling me again.
Kit laughed too. “When you tell me the right answer is when I’ll stop. Until then,” he continued to tickle me harder, “you’re gonna be tickled to death!”
I put my hands onto his chest in an attempt to push him away, but there was no way, even if I tried to, I could push this gym buff away. My hands slid down his chest in my weakened state, and I gripped onto his stomach. He yelped, pulling away. He jumped off of the couch and landed with a thud.
Surprised, I looked at my hands, then back at him, and smirked. “Oh Kit dear, I didn’t know you were ticklish.” Kit sighed.
“I’m not! I’m not ticklish at all! I’m just super sensitive in that spot!” He tried to use an excuse, but that’s the exact same thing I said the first time he found out I was ticklish. I got off of the couch and sat on his legs.
“So, if I do this,” I began to poke at the spot around his stomach. He jumped and made another yelp sound. I smiled. I sat there for a moment just staring at him before I began to attack him. My hands began tickling his stomach as he laid on the ground laughing. He tried pulling my hands away, which he normally could if he wasn’t weak right now.
“This is called Karma, Kit!” I yelled. My hands were moving as fast as they could in an attempt to make him feel the pain that I had felt. Payback was especially needed in these times.
Kit couldn’t escape me. Even when he tried to slide up and crawl away, I grabbed onto his back and continued tickling him.
He gained his balance and stood up, but I was stubborn. Like a monkey, I gripped into his back, but I could no longer tickle him because all my strength was being used to hold on. Kit turned to look at me.
“Hi.” I said shyly. He rolled his eyes playfully as he slowly heads over to the couch, where I fell back onto. He sat next to me, wrapping an arm around me.
“Truce?” He asked, placing out a pinky. I looked at him before looking at his adoring eyes.
“Truce.” I interlocked fingers, leaning in to kiss him. He gladly kissed me, smiling in between. When we pulled away, we stared at the screen continuing to play Stranger Things.
“Damn we missed a lot.” Kit commented, grabbing the remote off the coffee table so that he could rewind it.
“That’s your fault.” I replied stubbornly, laying on his chest as I wrapped my arms around his torso.
“Don’t make me tickle you again.” He warned. I poked his stomach and he harshly breathed in.
“Don’t worry! This time I’m prepared”. I grinned into his chest.
“We called a truce!” He exclaimed. I looked up to him.
“Don’t threaten me, then.” I warned back at him, a loving smile on my face. He returned that smile until he pressed play on the show.
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Fic Masterpost
~A/N - Here is the Masterpost of my tickle fanfics! If they were written on my old account I have reposted them here but also linked the old post (labelled old) so that I can still keep all the old tags and comments that you guys have left on them ^^
Here's my Fandom List so you guys know what I'm super into at the moment. Requesting outside of that list is ok, just means I may or may not accept the prompt :D
Fandoms I have written fics for are:
BROOKLYN 99 // DAREDEVIL // DC // HEARTSTOPPER // MARVEL // MERLIN // MOON KNIGHT // RED, WHITE, AND ROYAL BLUE // SANDERS SIDES // SUPERNATURAL // STRANGER THINGS //TORCHWOOD
But yeah! Here’s the links! ~
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CHRISTMAS IN JULY 2023 MASTERPOST (Old)
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SQUEALING SANTA:
2K18: SHENANIGANS - Marvel // Tony and Steve and Bucky
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2K19: NEVER RUN OFF ALONE - (Old) Doctor Who // Nyssa and 5
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2K22 (Part 1): THE DEVIL’S IN THE DETAILS - Lucifer // Lucifer x Chloe
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2K22 (Part 2): COSQUILLAS NAVIDAD - Moon Knight //Jake and Marc and Steven
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2k23: GUNPOWDER, TREASON, AND PLOT - Red White and Royal Blue // Alex x Nick
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TICKLETOBER 2022 MASTERPOST (Old)
TICKLETOBER 2023 MASTERPOST (Old)
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BROOKLYN 99:
FINDING A MOTIVE: (Old)
Jake is struggling with getting paperwork done, and it seems nobody can find a way to help. Luckily Gina remembers something from their childhood that works wonders, and the team jump straight into action.
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DAREDEVIL:
GOOD VIBRATIONS: (Old)
After a particularly nasty fight as the Daredevil, Matt needs to rest up. Thankfully, Foggy is there to make sure he does.
BLIND MAN’S BLUFF: (Old) Prompt Fic, Mini Fic
Matt is convinced he doesn’t giggle. Foggy is here to prove otherwise.
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DC:
NEW DISCOVERIES: (Old) (wonder woman 1984)
With Steve’s new body, there’s bound to be some new discoveries for him and Diana.
WHEN BATS HUM (Old): (Superbat) Prompt Fic, Mini Fic
Superman tries to get Batman to relax…
BICEPS? REALLY?: (Superbat), Prompt(s) Fic
Superman accidentally stumbles across a rather odd ticklish spot on Batman. Of course, he can't let the opportunity to fluster his partner slip through his fingers.
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Doctor Who:
DONNA, HUMAN, YES:
A friendly argument between Donna and The Doctor turns into a reveal of one of the Time Lord's biggest weaknesses.
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Heartstopper:
GIGGLES IN THE DARK (Old):
Charlie’s 17th birthday takes on an interesting twist when Tao adds a new rule to Laser Tag
LET’S PLAY A GAME (Old): Prompt Fic
There was nothing Nick loved more than teasing his boyfriend. And what better way than a game he could never win.
ALL’S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR (Old): Prompt Fic
A sleepover-turned-pillowfight-turned-ticklefight filled with love, betrayal, and lots of giggles.
A GOOD TURN NEVER GOES UNPUNISHED (Old): Prompt Fic
Nick tries to give his hoodie to Charlie, but gets stuck taking it off…
RUGBY LAD’S REVENGE (Old): Prompt Fic
After Charlie’s been teasing him the whole day, Nick decides to exact his revenge the moment they get home.
INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY (Old): Prompt Fic
Charlie oh-so-rudely interrupts a cuddle sesh with his laughter, and Nick definitely has absolutely nothing to do with it…
RUN BOY RUN (Old): Prompt Fic
Despite knowing Charlie is a fantastic runner, Nick still provokes his boyfriend into a chase.
FROM JOCK TO JELLY (Old):Prompt Fic
Nick is nearly impossible for Charlie to pin, unless tickling is involved…
PROVING A POINT (Old): Prompt Fic
Nick and Tao wreck Charlie to prove who is his best tickler.
DETHRONING THE KING (Old): Prompt Fic
Nick gets a little too cocky during a rugby practice session, so the boys show Charlie the best way to take him down a notch.
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Into/Across The Spiderverse:
THAT'S CHEATING:
During a training session, it's revealed that Miles is ticklish. Pavitr thoroughly enjoys the experience, and just when Miles thought it couldn't get worse, Miguel decides he wants to wrestle him. Surely Miguel wouldn't use Miles' weakness against him, right?
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Marvel:
YOU GOTTA SMILE ON YOUR BIRTHDAY (Old) :
Steve and Bucky are playing cards, when Bucky realises tonight is a very special night…
LABRADOR (Old):
Turns out that, although Cap can’t get drunk, HYDRA weren’t so thoughtful to Bucky.
DISTRACTIONS (Old):
Steve takes school very seriously. A little too seriously, in Bucky’s opinion.
(Kinda Highschool AU but also kinda just young Stucky?)
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT! (Old): Rewritten After Accidental Deletion
When a sparring match between Spiderman and Mysterio goes awry, a very sensitive secret is revealed about our favourite web-slinging superhero…
MONOPOLY MADNESS (Old): Reader Fic
You can’t help calling the Avengers by their super names, so Steve decides to take matters into his own hands and helps jog your memory.
HOW THE TABLES HAVE TURNED (Old):
Steve realises that, now that he’s all superhuman, he can overpower Bucky quite easily. Unfortunately for Buck, Steve’s keen on some revenge from when they were kids.
SUMMER LOVIN’ (Old): Prompt Fic
Steve’s grumpy, and Bucky is tired of it. Pity they can’t keep the noise down…
CLASH OF THE (TICKLISH) TITANS (Old): Prompt Fic
Bucky and Steve can’t decide who the stronger superhuman is, so Sam helps them out by testing out one of their biggest weaknesses.
A SMALL PRICE TO PAY (Old): Prompt Fic, Reader Fic
You’ve been ‘borrowing’ things from Thor and Tony for quite some time now, but they’ve found your little stash. You’d better run!
THE CYCLONE (Old): Prompt Fic
When Bucky forces Steve to line up for The Cyclone at Coney Island, Steve is scared shitless. Thankfully, his best friend is there to distract him.
COMING FULL CIRCLE (Old): Sequel Fic
Now that Bucky is superhuman too, Steve doesn’t stand a chance.
THERE’S THAT SMILE (Old): Reader Fic
Exams are terrifying… Thankfully you’ve got some lovely superpeople to help you out.
STRESSED OUT (Old): Prompt Fic, Reader Fic
You’ve been studying relentlessly for an upcoming maths test, and you’re really starting to feel the stress. Thankfully, Tony is here to help.
YOU CAN RUN (Old): Prompt Fic, Reader Fic
After teasing Thor, Steve, and Bucky for days, you finally get them to crack and give you exactly what you deserve.
DON’T STOP BELIEVING (Old):
Steve is being an absolute little shit to Thor and Bucky, so they give him exactly what he deserved.
GIGGLES (Old): Sequel Fic
Steve tells Bucky he likes being tickled, and gets absolutely wrecked as a result. Just good old Stucky tickle fluff!
YOU REALLY WANNA DO THAT? (Old): Reader Fic
You decide it’s a great idea to tease two of your favourite superheroes… I think you know what happens next.
I KNOW YOU LIKE THIS (Old): Prompt Fic, Mini Fic
Peter pushes Bucky’s buttons a little too far, so he decides to wreck the friendly neighbourhood superhero in the best way possible.
SQUEALS, SPARKS, AND SPIDERMAN (Old): Prompt Fic
After Peter messes with Doctor Strange’s spell, he discovers a very interesting piece of information about his resident Wizard.
I’M NOT TICKLISH (Old): Prompt Fic, Mini Fic
Steve isn’t ticklish. Not at all. Of course, Bucky disagrees.
WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT CHRISTMAS LIGHTS (Old): Christmas Fic
Peter loves decorating the compound for the festive season, but when he ends up tangled in the lights some of the others decide to have some fun.
EVERY HERO HAS AN ACHILLES HEEL (Old): Prompt Fic
Peter enlists Bucky’s help to fix a grumpy Steve, and he has a rather entertaining way of doing it
HOW DO YOU FIGHT IN THAT?: Prompt Fic
Stephen invites Tony to watch his training at Kamar-Taj, but Tony can't help but wonder how Stephen trains in such bulky clothing...
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Merlin:
NEVER TEASE A TIRED KING (Old):
Merlin refuses to get off an exhausted Arthur’s bed… Bad Idea.
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Moon Knight:
OUT OF CONTROL (Old):
Marc is sick of being stuck on the other side, and wants control. Luckily, he discovers a pretty interesting way to get it.
ANYTHING YOU CAN DO, I CAN DO BETTER (Old):Reader Fic
Never get between Marc and Steven’s competitions, you never know what the consequences could be.
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Red, White, and Royal Blue:
WAKING UP NEXT TO YOU:
Henry unconsciously steals the blankets in the middle of the night and refuses to return them, forcing Alex to get creative to get them back.
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Sanders Sides:
COLD HANDS, WARM HEART (Old):
When Virgil decides to steal Logan’s blanket, it certainly doesn’t go unpunished…
HEY, YOU OK? (Old):
It’s the middle of the night, and Virgil’s mind is tormenting him with some seriously scary thoughts. Thankfully, Roman is there to calm him down and help him get some much needed sleep.
(TW: INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS, SU*C*DE, AND GENERAL BAD TIMES)
IN THE AIR TONIGHT (Old):
Roman and Patton have a cruel way to tease Virgil.
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Supernatural:
A CURE FOR A NIGHTMARE (Old) : Reader Fic
You’ve been having nightmares for days, ever since you were captured and tortured for information on the whereabouts of the Winchesters. Thankfully, the Brothers in question have a pretty good remedy for bad dreams.
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Stranger Things:
MUSIC TO MY EARS:
Eddie hears Steve laugh properly for the first time and is OBSESSED so of course he has to hear more.
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Torchwood:
YOU’RE ADORABLE (Old):
Ianto’s been acting a little strange recently, and it doesn’t take long for Jack to figure out why.
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About Me
Hello! You can call me Jin. I write sfw tickle scenarios, fanfics, and headcanons but I also post some nsfw nonsexual irl content which will be tagged nsfw tickles, so I ask that minors filter out the nsfw tickles tag. Feel free to send me asks, headcanons, questions, and dms.
As my username suggests I am a lee, and I am open to teases as long as they are nonsexual since I am extremely acearo (asexual and aromantic) and sex repulsed. If you send me sexual asks or dms, consider yourself blocked.
In addition I am transmasc, polyam, queer, and poc so I also ask you do not follow me if you have an issue with the aforementioned information including me being acearo.
Possible trigger warnings: mentions of eating disorders, self harm, suicidal thoughts plus general mental health issues
Fandom List: Fandoms that I will not write fics for will be marked with a *. All written work will be tagged Jin writes, scenarios will be tagged Jin's scenario writing, fanfics will be tagged Jin's fics, and headcanons will be tagged, you guessed it, Jin's headcanons.
My masterlist
Anime and Manga-
Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba (finished manga)
Haikyuu (finished manga)
Bnha/Mha (caught up to the reveal of the traitor in the manga chapter 372)
Chainsaw Man (caught up on the anime, up to chapter 93 of the manga)
Mob Psycho 100 (anime only)
Fullmetal Alchemist (finished manga)
BSD/Bungou Stray Dogs (season 1 only)
Kuroko no Basuke/Kuroko's Basketball (I've watched/read everything up to the movie)
Spy x Family (mostly caught up on manga)
Jujutsu Kaisen/JJK (anime only but I plan on reading the manga at some point)
Given (caught up on written chapters)
Sk8 the Infinity/Sk8
Sasaki and Miyano (caught up on written chapters)
Hirano to Kagiura (caught up on written chapters)
Seaside Stranger (caught up on written chapters)
Yuri on Ice
Free! Iwatobi Swim Club
Beastars (season 1 only)
Classmates/Doukyuusei
Mashle: Magic and Muscles
Assassination Classroom*
Black Butler*
Death Note
Ouran High School Host Club (anime only)
Kdramas and Manhwa-
Cinderella and Four Knights
BJ Alex (finished)
Painter of the Night
Full Volume
Strong Girl Do Bong Soon
Squid Game*
Cdramas and Donghua-
The Untamed/MDZS/Mo Dao Zu Shi
Scum Villains Self Saving System
Heaven Official's Blessing/TGCF/Tian Guan Ci Fu (season 1/finished the novel)
Thai BL Dramas-
TharnType (season 1 only)
Until We Meet Again
Cartoons/Comics/TV Shows/Webtoon-
Gravity Falls* (I plan on rewatching at some point but I'm not familiar enough with it currently to write a full fic)
Heartstopper (up to date on webtoon and netflix series)
Avatar the Last Airbender*
Doctor Who (10th-12th Doctor)*
BBC Sherlock*
Kpop*- I do not write about real people but I will discuss cute moments and general stuff about the groups and music
Ateez
Stray Kids
Monsta X
Seventeen
TXT
Oneus
Literature*- I won't write fics for most literature I read bc I read a ton since I'm an English major, so I haven't touched most of these series to be able to do them justice in a fic
Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus
Harry Potter
The Maze Runner
Note: Ask me about classical literature
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✨ Live Action Fanfics ✨
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Anne With An E Masterlist
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Heartstopper Masterlist
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Stranger Things Masterlist
#live action#live action tickle#live action tickle fic#live action tickle masterlist#live action tickle masterpost#tickle fic#tickle fic masterpost#tickle fic masterlist
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Entry Requirement
a/n: whipped this up in one sitting, so anyone should be eternaly grateful. if there are any parts that don't make sense or sound wrong, blame it on the fact that it is now 4am ♡
Summary: Movie night, it's a classic.
Ship: Nick/Charlie
1809 words
Wednesday
"My mum will be out of town on Saturday."
"Hm?"
"I was thinking, we could do that movie night we've been talking about."
"..."
"Charlie."
A nudge of an elbow eventually tore the younger boy away from his essay.
"Look what you've done! Now my 'T' is all squiggly."
Nick simply smiled, shooting innocent eyes at his form partner.
"Did you hear what I said?"
Charlie huffed a little as he tried to save the untidy letter by tracing over it a couple of times. "When?"
"Just now."
Charlie paused and stared blankly at Nick.
Nick chuckled and shook his head. "Movie night, Saturday."
"Oh. Yeah, sounds good." He paused. "Should we invite Tao and Elle?"
Nick shrugged, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms over his chest. "Do you want to invite them?"
Charlie's eyes flickered down briefly, noticing the fabric of Nick's shirt stretch across the older boy's broad shoulders.
"Uh... Y-Yeah? Well-... Actually, I don't know if we'll be able to settle on anything to watch with Tao there. So, maybe-... Maybe next time."
The corner of Nick's mouth curled upwards and he nodded. "Sounds fair. I was hoping it would only be the two of us."
Charlie felt a flutter in the center of his chest and was unable to hold back the grin that split his face in two. "Yeah?."
Nick nodded, leaning forward and picking up his own pen again. "So, I'll sort out the snacks and you can pick what to watch."
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Saturday
Saturday couldn't come early enough. It had been a few weeks since the two had officially started 'going out', but it all still felt pretty surreal to Charlie.
Being paired up with Nick had been the single best thing to ever happen to him. He could even look past all the bad things that had happened over the last months since they brought him right to this point.
"I'm heading out!" Charlie called from where he stood, flattening out his hair in the mirror by the front door.
"Alright! Have fun! Be back by eleven, please!"
"Okay!"
Although the walk to Nick's house took barely 10 minutes, on days like these it felt like an eternity.
Before Charlie even had the chance to reach out for the doorbell, the door swung open.
"Hi!"
"...H-Hi."
Nick grinned. "I was in the kitchen, I saw you coming."
They leaned in for a short kiss.
"Oh, resulted to stalking now, have we?" Charlie teased as he stepped into the house.
Nick scoffed and ruffled the younger boy's hair, knowing fully well he had probably spent the last 20 minutes obsessing over making them lay perfect.
"Hey!"
"What?"
"Don't think, just because you're cute, you can get away with everything, Nicholas," Charlie warned teasingly as he hung up his coat and tore off his Converse.
Nick slid his hands into the pockets of his joggers, his head tilting to one side slightly. "Haven't I already?"
The beeping of the microwave cut off any chance for a snarky comeback.
"Oh, the popcorn." Nick rushed to the kitchen, retrieving the hot packet and doing his best not to burn himself as he transferred the contents to a nearby bowl. "So, what did you bring us?"
Charlie pulled an impressive stack of DVD cases out of the bag he had brought, setting them down on the counter. "A bit of everything."
Nick's eyebrows flew up as he stepped closer, already a handful of popcorn in his mouth. "Wow."
"I thought we could start off with something solid, you know, to get the ball rolling; Then move on to something a bit more angsty, something more emotional, and then top it off with a feel-good rom com."
The corners of Nick's mouth bowed downwards as a sign of being impressed. "You really planned this out, haven't you?"
"Just a bit," Charlie admitted coyly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Nerd." Nick reached out and pinched Charlie's waist as he passed, leading the way to the living room.
With a gasp and a yip, Charlie's arm flew down again. But before he could even process what had happened, the older boy had already disappeared from view. He gathered the cases and followed the sound of a coke can opening.
"So, how come your mum is out of town?"
"Oh, she has this seminar thing for her work to attend. She thought about driving all the way back in the evening but her company said they'd cover all expenses, so she managed to snag a pretty smart room. It's at this old converted farm in the country, so she took Nellie along too. Get her to sniff some new trees."
Charlie smiled as he plopped down next to Nick, their legs brushing together from the movement. It seemed that Nick had not held back on his end of the bargain. The coffee table held a spread of different drinks, confectionaries, chocolates and even one large pizza.
The sight made Charlie a little queasy but he pushed it aside for now.
"So, which film you starting us off with then?"
"Avatar."
"Ooh, blue guys. I'm into it. Let's go!"
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2 Movies Later
"Are you crying?"
"Wh- No!"
"Nick."
" 'm not."
"You totally are!"
"Listen, that dog has no right being so chill about his own death!"
"Oh, you're crying about the dog. I thought it had something to do with Owen Wilson."
A watery laugh. "Come on. Anyone with a heart would cry at that scene."
Charlie raised his eyebrows as Nick looked over at him.
"Well, anyone except for you, obviously. You're a heartless knob."
Charlie laughed, smushing himself into the backrest of the couch as he watched Nick use the sleeves of his hoodie to wipe the tears from his face.
The older boy rested his head back, eyes fixed on the ceiling as he cleared his throat a couple times to free out the lump that had formed.
"You're a mess." Charlie stated simply. He reached out, his arm coming to lay on top of the backrest while his fingers gently brushed through the other's fair hair.
Nick snorted and rubbed his hands over his face. "I am! You did this to me."
Charlie smirked. "Had I only known about this power earlier, you wo-"
Wham!
A pillow hit the younger boy square in the face. As it dropped to his lap, his face stayed frozen, mouth holding onto the words it had been forming.
Nick looked like he hadn't moved an inch. Only the smug smirk on his lips and the quivering shoulders of silent laughter gave him away.
Charlie slowly recovered and picked up the pillow. Less than two seconds later they were a mess of entangled blankets and limbs, each trying to get the upper hand over the other while shouting and laughing.
"Just admit it! Everyone knows you're a Slytherin anyway!"
"I didn't realise I was talking to the Sorting Hat himself-- Oof!"
The full weight of a 16-year old rugby player landed on top of Charlie, almost knocking all the wind from his lungs. "Jesus."
"I will stay right here until you admit that Marley's death is the saddest in cinematic history."
"Really?"
Nick lifted his head, looking down with mock seriousness. "Does it look like I'm joking?"
"It's honestly kind of hard to tell-"
"Your call, Spring."
Charlie chuckled as the older boy slumped back down against his chest.
The lay in silence for a while, the only sound the music playing over the end-credits and their slightly laboured breathing.
"This is actually kind of nice," Nick mumbled, nuzzling his nose against the other's shoulder.
"Yeah?"
"Uh-huh. I see why you use me as a pillow all of the time."
"Let's not let this become a habit though, hm?"
Nick lifted his head. "Why n-Ah! Oi!"
Slender fingers had slipped under the older boy's hoodie and were now pinching at the wearers sides, causing him to jerk and bury his face in Charlie's shoulder.
"Would you look at that. Big rugby boy is ticklish. Who would have thought."
A giggle came as a response as the wandering fingers reached Nick's lower ribs. Nick grabbed onto Charlie's wrists, forcing them back down.
"You're one toho ta-Ah-alk!"
"Sorry, I'm what? Didn't catch that."
Nick's nose scrunched up and in one swift movement he was on his knees, Charlie's hands pinned above his head.
"I said, 'You're one to talk.', Nick replied, cheeks slightly flushed and hair in an untidy mess.
Charlie opened his mouth to reply but the words never made it out. Instead a sharp gasp, followed by a cry, followed by manic cackling filled the room.
Both of Charlie's hands pinned with one of Nick's, the older boy was free to do as he pleased. His large hand easily latched onto the smaller boy's ribcage, even through the jumper he was wearing.
"Nn-aahahah! Ni- Niihiihick!"
"You thought I hadn't noticed? Thought I was just going to let it slide? Perhaps you don't know me very well after all."
"Shahaaahdaahaahp!"
Nick felt a warm fuzziness in his stomach as he watch closely, the squirming boy beneath him. Something about the boisterous laugh and those neat dimples just left him slightly weak in the knees.
This short moment of distraction was all Charlie needed. He managed to free one of his hands out of the death grip and shot it to the nearest spot he could think of to attack. Nick's armpit.
Even through the layers of hoodie and t-shirt, the unexpected sensation took the rugby player completely off guard.
His arm buckled and Nick collapsed between Charlie and the back of the couch, shaking his head as no words managed to pass through the wall of wheezy laughter.
Charlie gazed down at Nick's face. This was a sight he was positive he had not seen before. The look of pure euphoria mixed with a hint of agony was not an image he would be able to forget any time soon.
"Truce?"
Nick nodded, trying and failing to squirm away from the ongoing onslaught.
"What was that?" Charlie asked, halting the armpit attack but using his other, now free, hand to brush along the older boy's neck.
"Trucetrucetrucetruce," Nick spluttered, scrunching up his shoulders protectively and swatting at Charlie's hand.
The attack ended. The last remaining giggles subsided and all that was left were huffs of recovering breaths.
Charlie found himself combing his fingers through Nick's hair once more, while the latter nuzzled against his shoulder.
"How did you do that?" Nick mumbled after a few minutes.
"Didn't you hear? All beefy rugby boys must be ridiculously ticklish. It's an entry requirement. Also, did you forget? I have a little brother."
Nick chuckled into Charlie's shoulder, blindly finding a free hand to intertwine his fingers with.
"Why are we like this?"
End.
#it is 4am i am not proofreading this#heartstopper tickle fic#ler!nick#ler!charlie#lee!charlie#lee!nick#ticklish!nick#ticklish!charlie#heartstopper#heartstopper fic#tickle fic#tickling fanfic#tickle community#tickling
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Welcome to my SFW tickle blog!
Now, some things about this place:
Everyone is welcome! It doesn't matter what race, gender, or sexuality you are, you can be certain that you will not be discriminated against.
However, there are a few boundaries that I would like to set:
MAPS, racists, proshippers, homophobes, and zoophiles will NOT BE TOLERATED on this blog! If you are one, or you support one, please stay OFF of my blog or you will be blocked immediately!
This blog is SFW, so please keep it that way! And please, don't be weird regardless...
Now with that out of the way, let's get down to what this introduction post is about:
This is a tickle blog where I post art, fanfics, and headcanons for the fandoms that I am in, however, I might do something for a fandom if it is requested and I am familiar with it.
Requests and Prompts are currently OPEN!
My AO3:
I will write or draw:
Fluff
Ships (if I'm comfortable with them)
Tickling
Non-tickling
Angst
I will NOT write or draw:
Incest/Smut
R@pe
Pedophilia
NSFW
Fandoms I'm in:
Andy's Apple Farm
Super Mario (Spinoffs included)
Dark Deception
Five Nights At Freddy's (Fazbear Frights too!)
Bendy and The Ink Machine/ Bendy and The Dark Revival
Cuphead
Sam and Max
Undertale
Deltarune
Detroit: Become Human
Mr. Hopp's Playhouse
Wander over Yonder
Little Nightmares
Raggedy Ann and Andy
Heartstopper
The Owl House
Hello Puppets!
Animaniacs
At Dead Of Night
Spooky's JumpScare Mansion (all DLCS included)
FAITH: THE UNHOLY TRINITY
Doki Doki Literature Club
And that concludes everything, have a wonderful day! <3
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Weak Knees (Charlie/Nick)
Summary: Charlie won’t stop calling Nick old, so Nick decides to knock him down a peg. (Based on a prompt by @itslittlegiggle!! Thanks for the idea, and for your lovely headcanons as well!! Hope y’all enjoy it!!)
“It’s ‘cause you’re old!”
It had slipped out that evening, at Harry’s party, running through the halls. Nick had just laughed and kept running, not really commenting on it. But once he joked about it, Charlie couldn’t seem to stop. Their age gap was only one year, and roughly five months, but he still found it very funny to crack jokes about.
Any excuse Charlie found to say it, he did. Nick was complaining about losing in Mario Kart? It was because he was old. Nick couldn’t keep up with him during a playful chase? Old. Feeling too warm in the summer weather? Old!
One day, Nick seemed to have enough. They’d been playing in the backyard with Nellie and Nick had gotten tired of chasing after the energetic dog every time she wanted to have the ball thrown.
After Nellie had been let back into the house, Charlie had jokingly called him old, and Nick had shut the door and pounced.
The two wrestled on the grass for a moment, laughing as they went.
“You think I’m old, huh? Still strong enough to pin you, it seems,” Nick said.
He straddled Charlie’s hips, hovering over him with a smirk.
“Are you sure your weak knees will be able to hold this position?” Charlie asked cheekily.
Nick raised his eyebrows. “You’re one to talk about weak knees, Spring,” he replied, and before Charlie could ask what he meant by that, his hands darted back to squeeze his boyfriend’s knees.
The reaction was immediate; Charlie began to laugh, his head tilting to the sky as he squirmed beneath the touch. “Wait—”
“Wait for what? I haven’t got time to wait, Char, I’m old, remember?” Nick teased, watching with glee and adoration as his boyfriend laughed.
If he weren’t already a giggling mess from the tickling, Charlie would laugh at the banter. Since Nick found out that he was ticklish, it was an almost daily occurrence. Not that he really minded, and Nick had obviously caught on to the fact that Charlie didn’t mind it.
Through some rush of adrenaline, Charlie found himself able to actually fight back. It helped that Nick was quite distracted, trying to wrangle kicking legs in while not facing them. While his head was turned, Charlie grabbed onto Nick’s sides, startling the older teen and making it easy to flip them over.
“Clearly you’re getting old if you’re letting me get the upper hand, Nelson,” Charlie said, although the breathless nature of his voice didn’t make it sound too victorious.
Nick, although he was giggling like mad, was not going down that fast. In one quick move, he wrapped his arms around Charlie’s middle and brought him crashing down onto his chest, wrapped up in a tight hug. At first, Charlie assumed it was some adorable form of a truce, but his solace was interrupted when he felt Nick’s hands scribbling over his back, teasing up and down the length of his spine.
Even through his sweater, Charlie was incredibly ticklish there, which Nick had actually been the first to discover, since his friends had never really tested his back for sensitive spots in their youth. During a cuddle session, Nick had innocently ran his fingers up his back, making him twist away with a soft gasp.
Of course, this led to an experiment if Nick was also ticklish there, and the results were as such: Charlie was ticklish on his shoulders, the knob of his spine, and down the middle of his back, mostly to lighter touches, while Nick was more ticklish on his lower back, and the touches had to be rougher to actually get him giggling.
Absolutely fascinating, and incredibly necessary data.
Charlie’s laugh was muffled in Nick’s chest, and his hands fumbled uselessly, attempting to tickle back and just grabbing at his shirt instead.
“Are you planning to apologize?” Nick asked, slowing his touch.
“For telling the truth?” Charlie panted. “No way.”
“Suit yourself.”
The tickling started up again, this time at his ribs, and Charlie’s laugh rang through the yard once again. It didn’t take long for that playful attitude to melt away and Charlie to say, “Okay, okay, I’m sorry!”
Nick stopped immediately, grinning at him. “See, was that so hard?”
“Shut up,” Charlie replied, but he was smiling. As he caught his breath, he nuzzled his face into Nick’s shirt, his face warm. “You’re mean.”
“As if you don’t like it,” Nick replied.
He wasn’t sure if he meant the tickling specifically, or just the general playful teasing, but either way, Nick would be correct. And on the off chance that Charlie called him “old” again later that week…Well, it was probably just a coincidence.
#heartstopper#heartstopper fic#heartstopper tickle fic#heartstopper fanfic#charlie spring#nick nelson#charlie x nick#nick x charlie#tickle fic#ticklefic#tickle community#tickle fanfic#ticklefanfic#tickle fanfiction#raspberry writes
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From Within (Charlie/Nick)
Summary: When they’re together, Nick and Charlie can’t stop giggling. They discuss the cause of all that laughter. (A prompt from my darling @nhasablogg!! Hope y’all enjoy the fic, I wrote it at two in the morning so if you see any typos, no you didn’t!!)
Something that Charlie found equally odd and endearing about his boyfriend was the fact that whenever he laughed, Nick always laughed, too. It was cute, no doubt about it, but Charlie just wasn’t quite sure why.
He had also grossly underestimated the amount of times that he laughed on any given day. When he was with Nick, it was just constant giggling, cheeks stretched in a never-wavering smile. And sure, Nick could be quite funny, but they were rarely even laughing at actual jokes. They were just giddy to be together, and it was totally apparent.
That evening, the two boys were holed up in Charlie’s bedroom, sitting on the floor and doing their homework, often sneaking glances, touches, and kisses between equations and sentences. After completing another page of reading, Charlie stole a quick look in Nick’s direction, only to realize Nick was also looking at him, and they made eye contact before Charlie began to giggle. And sure enough, Nick’s soft laugh came right after.
“Why are you always doing that?” Charlie asked, his tone fond rather than accusatory.
“Doing what?” Nick replied, placing his pen down to reach for Charlie’s hand.
He took it and squeezed, smiling down at their interlaced fingers. “I dunno, everytime I laugh, you always laugh too even if nothing is funny. I don’t even know if you realize you’re doing it.”
“I honestly hadn’t realized,” Nick said. “But your giggle is just so cute!”
“I don’t giggle,” Charlie replied, feeling his face flush.
“Oh, you definitely do.”
“So what you’re trying to say is that you’re laughing at me?” Charlie asked, raising a brow, voice laced with mock offense.
Nick shook his head fondly. “No, silly, it’s adorable. It’s just so contagious, every time you laugh it’s like I get butterflies in my stomach. And you’re right, I didn’t even notice I was doing it, but whenever I see you smile, it’s like I have to do it too. It’s like you…tickle me from within, or something.”
Well, if Charlie hadn’t already been completely smitten with Nicholas Nelson before, he certainly was now. As he was dwelling on those sweet, romantic words, however, that last sentence really caught his attention.
“Tickle you from within?” he repeated, unable to fight the grin on his face.
“I know, it sounded weird as soon as I said it but it was too late to take it back,” Nick said, using the hand that wasn’t holding Charlie’s to cover his face.
“You are absolutely adorable,” Charlie said. “But since you like to laugh so much, maybe I should tickle you from the outside instead.”
Before Nick could reply, let alone process what he had said, Charlie fully abandoned his homework to lunge at Nick, latching onto his hips and squeezing.
“Noho, wait!” Nick said, laughter already spilling from his lips.
Knowing the protest was all in good fun, Charlie didn’t listen, continuing his playful attack on his boyfriend. He scribbled his fingers from Nick’s hips up to his ribs, getting the biggest reaction from the slightly plush curve of his sides.
“Is that a good spot?” Charlie asked. “I suppose this really tickles on the outside, hm?”
Nick uselessly attempted to grab Charlie’s hands, giving a nod of confirmation at the question, as if his squirming and snickering didn’t get the message across.
Charlie couldn’t help but giggle along, and figured that Nick also had a quite infectious laugh.
“Char, mercy,” Nick begged.
And because he wasn’t cruel, Charlie granted him that mercy, although he would love to listen to that sound all day long. Unfortunately, his beautiful boyfriend needed a chance to breathe, and so he would have to give up on that daydream.
Nick’s body sagged against the carpet as he caught his breath, face flushed and hair mussed. “You are so mean,” he said simply.
“Please, I was going easy on you,” Charlie replied.
Nick chuckled before sitting back up, and immediately leaning in for a kiss.
Charlie returned the kiss happily, practically melting beneath the affection. But as they pulled away, he couldn’t help but poke a little fun. “I think that kiss tickled me from within,” he whispered, his lips twisted in a mischievous smile.
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?” Nick asked.
“Never,” Charlie replied, pulling him in for another kiss.
The rest of the evening was filled with plenty of laughter.
#heartstopper fic#nick x charlie#charlie x nick#charlie spring#nick nelson#heartstopper tickle fic#heartstopper#heartstopper fanfic#ticklefic#tickle fic#raspberry writes
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Secret Message
a/n: once again blasted this one out in one sitting. i really need to learn how to compress these things; i literally have no idea how to keep things short
Summary: Some messages need a little more reinforcement to finally stick.
(Nick/Charlie)
1520 words
Having Nick over to study together could be incredibly hard at times. Usually it was because Charlie couldn't take his eyes off him; or because they older boy kept getting distracted; or because he needed help with something.
Of course, Charlie didn't mind. That was obviously the point of studying together. And he would never be able to complain about having Nick Nelson in his room.
However, today was different. Different, because Nick had already finished up his work, leaving Charlie to complete his homework as he blasted music through his headphones and played a game on his phone.
The muffled melody from the music was easy to ignore. Even Nick's whispered voice as he sang along absentmindedly, eyes glued to the screen in high concentration. It was something else that kept catching Charlie's attention.
The younger boy had taken up the space on top of his bed, books and notepad splayed out before him. His free hand entangled into his messy curls as if trying to hold onto every passing thought. He tapped his pen against his chin as he skimmed over the text before him-
There it was again.
The twitching of a white blur in his peripheral vision.
Charlie sighed, lowered both his hands and watched the atrocity beside him.
Nick lay on the floor by the end of his bed. His legs bent at a right angle so that the lower half could rest comfortably on the mattress above. Every now and again his feet felt the urge to tap along to the music. Only problem was, of course, that Nick had no sense of rhythm.
And Charlie found it incredibly distracting.
"I'm trying to focus here, Nick," the younger spoke, picking his pen up again after waiting for just one rhythmic tap during the first half of an Arctic Monkeys song.
"..."
"Are you being this terrible on purpose?"
"..."
"Cut it out!" Using the back end of his pen, Charlie drew a straight line with a quick flick along the length of the accused sole.
At least it would have been its full length if it didn't vanish from reach halfway past the arch along with a sharp, audible gasp.
Both Nick and Charlie froze and stared at each other, only the others eyes visible over the edge of the bed. The assaulted foot pressed into the edge of the mattress, barring any access to its sole for a second attack.
The terror in Nick's eyes was undeniable. His reaction had given away far more than he had ever hoped to at this point in their relationship but there was no way to cover up the obvious.
Charlie felt a rush of adrenalin. His gaze flickered briefly to the other, perfectly vulnerable foot still beside him, then back to Nick. His intentions were clear.
In a flash, Charlie shot up and grabbed onto its ankle. Under protests of 'No's and 'Don't you dare's, he managed to secure it in a headlock, to both of their surprise.
It may have been the advantage of the higher ground or Charlie's iron determination, but Nick's foot was not budging.
Vigorous fingers began lightly scraping and scratching. Nick's cries of protest were quickly overrun by hearty cackles and booming belly laughs as his fingers desperately clung to anything they could reach.
Charlie's grin grew with every twist and squirm, every scrunching and unscrunching of the toes, every new swear.
"ChaahaAAHha- Nohoo! Nonono, please."
The attack halted. But only because Nick's excessive squirming had dislodged his sock. Charlie thought it was only fair to help it along.
Previous howls were now replaced by increasing begs, growing in desperation the further the sock was stripped away.
It felt surprisingly exposing for Nick to have even just a single bare foot out on display.
"You can't," he pleaded breathlessly. "I'll die."
Charlie laughed at the dramaticism of the statement, leaning forward to peek down at his boyfriend below.
Nick stared back at him with dread, although the slightly upturned corners of his mouth made it hard to believe that he was hating this as much as he was making it out to be.
Charlie smirked and disappeared from Nick's view again, leaving him with anticipatory giggles. The sound alone had Charlie's stomach in flutters.
The younger boy simply rested the tip of his index finger against the arch of the captured foot. The already alerted nerves sent an abundance of signals right up Nick's leg.
"HNnnngg- God," Nick wheezed out, every muscle in his body tensed up.
The finger drew out two perfectly round circles. But halfway through the first, the older boy was already a spluttering wreck.
Charlie chuckled to himself. His eyes landed briefly on the abandoned homework beside him and an idea struck that would hopefully ensure that Nick got his message.
Both of Charlie's lanky legs hooked around Nick's knee, locking it in place. He adjusted his headlock grip slightly, allowing him to freely bend the toes back.
Even just the sensation of blunt nails brushing against the base of his toes sent Nick into hysterics. He writhed, tugging desperately to free his leg but the last few minutes had already worn him down plenty.
"I need you to hold still," Charlie started but was immediately drowned out.
"WhaAAHhh!"
The sound that erupted the moment pen made contact with skin was ghastly. Loud, howling belly laughs filled the room growing silent again every time Nick's lungs ran low on oxygen. But with every wheezy inhale, the cycle began again.
Charlie had to bite his lip, focusing intently on making every letter as neat as possible. He had to trace every new line multiple times until the ink was legible against the skin.
Unable to pull himself free, Nick had now resulted to tossing anything he could get his hands on up onto the bed. A stray shoe, a game boy, a discarded ball of crumpled paper. All of which never made it anywhere near their target, of course.
"Charlie, mum wants-"
The room froze.
Tori stood in the door to Charlie's room, taking in the scene before her with her usual blank expression.
Her little brother latched onto his boyfriend's leg like a constricting snake taking down it's pray, a look of pure delight and mischief emitting from his eyes. His pen was gripped tightly, like a make-shift tattoo machine.
Meanwhile, said boyfriend, lay sprawled on the ground. Breathless, flushed, hair disheveled, entangled in his own headphones, an expression of sheepish giddiness etched onto his face.
"Mum wants to know if Nick will be staying for dinner," Tori began again.
There was a beat of silence.
"Yeah, I think so," Charlie replied casually.
"Nick?" Tori pressed, not satisfied with her brother's vague response.
"Don't... Don't leave me with him," Nick replied, his voice raspy and worn out as he looked over at her with watery eyes.
Tori paused, blinked and took a step backwards. "Dinner is at seven."
"No, come back!" Nick whined and he could have sworn there was a smirk on her face before the door fell shut.
Charlie chuckled. "Thanks, Tor- Hey- Ah!"
Nick had ceased the moment and gathered all his remaining strength. With one last strong yank of his leg, Charlie lost his balance and came toppling off the edge of the bed, right on top of the older boy.
Both of them groaned, then fell silent. The only sound now was the muffled music playing from the abandoned headphones.
Only a short while later, Nick could feel the younger boy on top of him shaking, his face buried in his chest.
"Are you laughing at me?" he grumbled, flicking Charlie's ear lightly.
With a shit-eating grin, Charlie climbed off of Nick, not even hiding the fact that he was. "No, don't leave me! Come back!" he reenacted dramatically, clutching his chest.
"Oi!" Nick protested, shoving the younger boy.
Charlie laughed, leaning back against the foot end of his bed.
Nick shook his head with a lopsided smile as he heaved himself into a sitting position. Only when he rubbed his foot to rid it of the last residual tingles did he notice the ink letter.
I DON'T HAVE RHYT~ A squiggly line indicated Nick's liberation.
"That's what you were doing?" Nick muttered, brushing his thumb over the dried ink only to see that it could not simply be rubbed off.
"Yeah, what did you think it was?"
Nick shrugged. "I didn't really have the capacity to think."
"Aw," Charlie chuckled, rubbing the older boy's shoulder.
"Are you proud of yourself then?"
"That I found the death spot that reduces you to a babbling mess? Yeah. Would be even prouder if I'd managed to finish."
Nick sighed in feigned annoyance and looked around, picking up the culprit pen. He leaned down and, through gritted teeth and curled up toes, scrawled the last two letters onto himself. "There, happy?"
Charlie threw his arms around the older boys shoulder and pulled him in, pressing their lips together.
Nick let out a little yelp of surprise but hummed into the kiss, a smile cracking through.
End.
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