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tickletober day 5- “I’m not ticklish.”
#augtickletober2023
ler!wilbur, lee!tubbo (this ones pretty short :’) )
and theres some lee wilbur & ler tubbo at the start<33
rahhhshdjfjsbfb posting these fics is SCARY
“Tuhubbo- Fuck ohohoff man!” Wilbur giggled lightly while pushing away Tubbo’s hands. The little bitch had been constantly poking and prodding Wilbur’s sides! And he wouldn’t stop!
“Y’know whahat- that’s ihit, c’mehere!” Wilbur suddenly grabbed Tubbo’s wrists with one hand to stop him, causing the younger to let out a muffled yelp. Tubbo then relaxed himself and looked up at Wilbur. “I’m not ticklish.” He smiled before continuing, “unlike you.”
“Really? Because I've heard stories that say otherwise. Now why don’t you laugh for me?” Wilbur used his free hand to squeeze up and down Tubbo’s side. Tubbo covered his mouth and refused to laugh, but his squirming made it obvious enough that it tickled. A lot.
“Oh, come on. You’re really gonna hold out on me? Don’t worry. That’ll change real soon.” Wilbur smirked before quickly pinning Tubbo down, lifting his shirt right to the middle of his stomach and blowing a big raspberry on the spot. Tubbo lost it.
“WIHIHILBUHUR! OH MY GOHOHOD- FUHUCK!” Tubbo arched his back then slammed himself back against the couch.
“Oh?” Wilbur raised an eyebrow, bringing his hands down to drill his thumbs into Tubbo’s hips. “I thought you said you weren’t ticklish? Did you lie to me, Tubbo?”
“NOHOHO! FUHUCK OFF!” Tubbo shrieked, trying to push Wilbur’s hands away.
“And now you’re being rude!” Wilbur tsked, stopping the tickling for a moment. “I think you deserve a little punishment, yeah? For lying, then being rude to me about it?”
“Noho- Nohoho, Wihilbuhur pleheHEASE! NAHAH FUHUHUCK!” Tubbo pleaded through laughter as Wilbur quickly inhaled before blowing a very big raspberry right above the younger’s navel.
“This is what you get, Tubbo! Actions have consequences, y’know? I’m only teaching you a lesson to not mess with the tickle monster.. It’s fair, right?” Wilbur teased, grinning at the flustered look of the boy below him.
“NOHOHO!” Tubbo squealed, slightly arching his back before falling back down. “PLEHEHEASE WIHILBUR!”
Wilbur tilted his head, “Please what? Please keep tickling you? Alright!” He vibrated his fingers on Tubbo’s hip bones, eliciting a shriek from the boy. Wilbur giggled along with Tubbo’s shrieky laughter before leaning down to blow a raspberry on his neck.
“OKAHAHAY OKAHAY NOHOHO MOHORE!” Tubbo finally pushed Wilbur’s hands away, and Wilbur backed off entirely. The younger curled into a ball, his shoulders shaking as he still giggled until the ticklish feeling finally faded away.
“You alright?” Wilbur placed a hand on Tubbo’s shoulder. Tubbo sat up, and Wilbur moved the boy’s hair out of his face.
“Yeah.. I’m okay.” Tubbo smiled, before suddenly straightening his posture and looking at Wilbur threateningly. “If you tell Tommy about anything that just happened I swear to god I will absolutely murder you and you know exactly how.”
“..Alright, I won’t.” Wilbur put his hands up in fake “surrender.”
He was absolutely going to tell Tommy despite knowing the consequences.
#augtickletober2023#strangleetomz#strangleetomz fics#tickletober#ler!wilbur#ler!wilbursoot#lee!tubbo#lee!tubbo_#mcyt tickle#dsmp tickle
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i have a feeling that not many people are going to send me any asks for the prompts, SOOOOO;
17. “Giggle one more time, I dare you.”
tubbo
tommy
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"Giggle one more time, I dare you. You motherfucker." Tommy grinned slightly. Tubbo covered his mouth, whining. "Ohh, you better... shut the fuck up!" Tommy wiggled his fingers anticipatingly. Tubbo now covered his whole face. "Fuh.. f-fuck off!" Tubbo kicked his legs gently. "Aye. That's not nice, Tobyy." Tommy sloooowly walked two fingers up Tubbo's side before squeezing at his lower rib.
"Stohohop! Tohohommy- WAIT, NO-" Tubbo's head flung back and his laughter went up in octave as Tommy's abnormally long fingers kneaded his upper stomach, right below his bottom set of ribs. "TOHOHOhommy! IhAHAHA- it tiHIHIcklehehes!" Tubbo bucked his hips as Tommy moved from kneading to scribbling the middle of his stomach.
"You should have listened to me, big man! Jeeesus.." Tommy rolled his eyes, before tugging Tubbo's shirt up and slowly inhaling. "Tohohommy. Tohommy, Tohohommy, Tohommy, Tohohommy no, NO- NO- TOHOMMY!" Tubbo bucked his hips and kicked his legs, squirming around a ton. Tommy let off his breath, then rolled his eyes. "What's wrong, Tubs?" Tommy grinned evilly.
"Nohohot that! Plehehease! I'll do aHAaanything!" Tubbo whined. "Anything, Tubbo?" Tommy raised a brow, looking down at his smaller friend whose face was very red. "Yehehes! Plehehease, I'll do anythihihing, just nohot that!" Tubbo cried, bucking his hips once more. "Well... I might be willing to consider." Tommy grinned. "Whahat do I need to do?! Whatever you neheed!" Tubbo whined again.
"Well; you can start wiiiiithhhh... takingg thiss L." Tommy smiled down at his friend, who tilted his head at the statement. That was.. until Tommy began to take a few breaths, and then took a large inhale. Tubbo's eyes widened and he thrashed around beneath Tommy.
"TOHOHOHOHOHOMMYY! NOHOHO!" Tubbo shrieked and flailed his arms chaotically as Tommy leaned his head down and planted a large raspberry in the middle of his stomach, right on his bellybutton.
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not too proud of this, idk...
but its ok :> its one of my 5 or more paragraph fics so its a fic i can actually put under my fic tag which im happy abt
hope u enjoyed it aand
slimey out
-slime
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Withered Laughter
Heeeey guys long time no see. I got this idea from @dreamteamfluffz for a fic about Wither skeletons but they tickle players instead of killing them. One thing I’m going to mention before getting into this is that I changed an idea in my dummy thicc head so that instead of tickling them until the pass out or straight up die they just tickle the player until they are weakened.
Summary: Tubbo and Ranboo are doing a speed running challenge, Tubbo is sent into the nether alone to get blaze rods and gets a surprise.
Warnings: Swearing and tickling. Also the nether and mobs in it.
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“Tubbo. Portal. There. Go.” Ranboo pointed in the general direction while keeping up the bit of speed running talking instead of the actual game. He saw Tubbo look at him incredulously and decided he could spare one more word. “Please.”
Tubbo looked from the enderman to the portal “Yes. Me, you, go, let’s.” Tubbo walked over to the portal and got in, he paused and stepped out as he saw that his friend had not moved. “Ran? Whatcha doing?”
“Oh there you go, just break the bit. Break it right in half, bend it over your kne- ok I’m done. We can probably save time if we split up and get things from both worlds.” The tall boy explained after his playful rant.
Tubbo had never been too fond of the Nether, bad memories mixed and danger laced the uncharted terrains of the Underworld. Nonetheless, he was sure he could fend for himself long enough to get the items they needed. “You think so? I’ll do it but you have to promise that if I don’t come out in around 20 minutes to come help, ok? Do you remember last time when I got lost and had to trade my way back to the over world because of you mister? Who do you think I am, Jack Manifold?” Tubbo had never been able to keep a conversation very serious, one of the things Ranboo enjoyed about him most. He always managed to bring sunshine to every situation.
The pair agreed and went their separate ways.
Tubbo entered the Nether. Despite his distrust of the land, he could close his eyes and convince himself he was at the beach on a warm, sunny day. Perhaps there were children splashing around in the water or a family bonding over a picnic. He focused on these thoughts as he wrote down the coordinates of the portal and began the search for a fortress.
He was thankful for the golden boots he had forged before entering as he passed groups of peaceful piglins without having to break from his daydream. He continued his elaborate thoughts, he was walking in the sand -staying a safe distance from the water- he saw a life guard tower in the distance. He snapped out of his head and let himself see reality, it may have been upsetting if not for the nether fortress that was the life guard tower. He inwardly cheered and made his way into the fortress.
He was greeted by a chest with a saddle, nether warts, and a pair of golden leggings, but no blaze spawner. He started to make his way down the winding corridors while trying to remember what ways he had gone in case of emergency.
After 3 or so minutes of exploring without luck, he hit a dead end. “Damn” He spoke to himself and turned on his heals only to be met by a dark and boney figure looming over him. He shrieked and stumbled back a few paces, pulling out his sword. “Come at me, bitch.” Funny how he still attempted to keep his situations bright even when he was alone. Regardless, the Wither Skeleton didn’t seem affected by the presence of a weapon, be it Tubbos insults or his sword. It surged forward, gripping the boy firmly around the waist.
Tubbo began squirming immediately, he couldn’t believe he’d let himself get caught so easily, now he would have to respawn without his items and explain everything to Ranboo. He tried to turn around and swing as the wither skeleton but whipped around to face forward as he felt two hands squeeze his sides. No fucking way.
The hands continued to squeeze gently but firmly on the small boys sides, a metallic clang echoed as the sword fell to the ground. Tubbo wrapped his arms around himself much like a hug, what was meant for defense only seemed to trap his attackers hands in place. He resorted to confused giggles and continued squirming. He was enjoying the attention, however, with the combined weirdness of it being a mob doing the tickling and not knowing why it was happening in the first place, Tubbo was suspicious.
The smaller broke free of the Skeleton’s hold but panicked and backed himself into the corner while anticipation ate away at him, causing nervous giggle to flow like a river from his mouth. He turned to face the skeleton as he shrank into the corner with his hands up to block any moves. He successfully blocked the Skeleton’s first try by simply raising his hands, only to slam them back down when he felt kneading his stomach, what a dirty trick. He burst into laughter from such a weak spot being targeted.
“WAIHIHIHIT THIHihihis is strahahahange.” He calmed his wild laughter slightly and couldn’t help but melt. He’d always been soft for tickles, even though he was conflicted with the circumstances.
The kneading shifted down spots to his hips, rewarding his attacker with a squeak and higher pitch laughter. This spot was taken advantage of for a moment before the Wither Skeleton seemed to grow bored and try out other areas. Thighs were a mild spot but produced more squirming than other reactions, so they were ticked off the list.
The focus was soon back to his upper body as the Skeleton pinched from his hips up to his underarms and back down, watching for the best reaction. It was given as a spot on his lowest set of ribs were gently squeezed, the techniques varried from squeezing to vibrating the tips of their fingers into the small spots.
“NOHOHO! IT TIHI-TIHIHICKLES!” Tubbos face had a pink glow as he thought about how good he was being wrecked by this creature. He wasn’t sure what he should feel, but he was content as he enjoyed what was being dished out to him. He knew Ranboo would be entering the Nether soon to come search for him, so he wasn’t worried about being pushed over his limits.
A hand was shoved into his armpit while the other went to his tummy and began vibrating all 5 fingers. The hand in his armpit drilled it’s index finger. Tubbo slid his back down the wall, he was incapacitated by the wonderful sensations filling his system. The skeleton followed with no trouble, now leaning over the boy as he sat on the floor.
After a few minutes, tubbo’s laugh became more wheezy and breathless as he felt himself getting tired. Thankfully, his attacker seemed to notice his fatigue, it stopped both hands and let one go up to scritch and scratch at the Lee’s neck.
Tubbo leaned into the neck tickles and giggled freely, melting on the spot. These stopped shortly as well, leaving him laying on his side in the floor of the fortress as the Wither Skeleton walked back from wherever it had come from. Tubbo stayed in this position and tried to recover some strength.
That is how Ranboo found him, smiley and covered in charcoal smudges. “Tubbo! Are you alright? I got worried when you didn’t come back so I came over to get you, what’s all over you, man?” Ranboo knelt down by his friend and went to wipe a smudge from his neck.
Tubbo flinched before the hand even made contact, “Waihihit waihiht, Ranboo nohoho” He sat up and burried his face into the formality dressed teen’s shoulder as he hugged on to him.
Ranboo began to put the pieces together; Tubbo was giggly, flustered, cuddly, and lying on the floor seemingly tired. He must’ve seen one of the mods Ranboo had installed. Ranboo knew how Tubbo felt about the Nether, he decided to spice things up for the boy a little bit. He got a mod that makes some hostile mobs tickle you instead of doing actually damage, they are programmed to know when to stop and appearently leave behind flustered Tubbos.
“Ohhhh... I see. You must’ve met one of my friends, Mr. Wither Skeleton.” Ranboo teased and picked up Tubbo in his arms. “He got you good, didn’t he?” He chuckled and started walking back to the portal, timer completely forgotten about. “Alright Tubbs, you rest up and we’ll try this again later, okay? Sleep tight big man.” Ranboo rubbed the boy’s back to lull him to sleep.
In the end, they made it safely back to the Overworld, supplies or no supplies. Ranboo placed Tubbo in a small house he had made and let him curl up beside him to sleep: They both fell into a peaceful slumber next to each other.
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Yaaaayy! I really like this! Thank you so much again, @dreamteamfluffz , for letting me use some of your guidelines!
About the prompts in my inbox, I have seen them and will get working on the soon. Sorry for the wait and leaving for a hot minute!
Love you guys and thank you so much for reading💕💕
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bruh I was watching the first lore stream from tommy cuz I've not seen it yet (no spoilers pls)
tommy called tubbo- "my little bee boy".
so you remember that LEE TUBBO LER RANBOO FANFIC I MADE?
-slime
#slimey-thinks#tommyinnit#tubbo_#fuuuck what if he saw it#what if its just a coincidence#crying rN#lee!tubbo_#ler!ranboomybeloved
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C!Tubbo! For the give me a character game! :]
-K :]
hi k!! :D i have dun it woo
ty for sending ^^
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death spot;; his back
more specifically, the area that lies on his upper back, inbetween his shoulderblades
the shoulderblades themselves are a v bad spot as well tho
if u attack his back at all tho--literally just expect a squirming, shrill-shrieking, tubbo underscore
favourite spot;; his tummy
its simple, but its a definite go-to spot when he wants to be tickled but not exactly wrecked to pieces--
its not that bad of a spot but it'll definitely get his laughter to octave or intense
when he wants to be tickled he'll direct his ler's hands to his stomach
melt spot;; his horns
a similarity to techno with his ears, gentle scratching at the base of the horns where they connect to his head will get him to relax if hes tensed up or nervous
he literally will turn into a puddle with scratches to his horns
raspberries--he might flinch or giggle a bit
overall tho his horns are a giant melt spot and tubbo sometimes quietly bleats and his ears will slowly flap which signals that hes happy c:
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-slime
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28. “You scared me!”
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"You scared me! I swear! Get awAHAHAyY from mee!" Tubbo shrieked as Tommy slowly walked towards him. "Are you sure about that, Toby?" Tommy's voice was low. Tubbo wiped a sweatdrop off of his cheek, and quickly scooted back and away from his friend. "Tommy! TommyTommyTommyTommyTommyTommy nonononononoAAAH!-"
Tubbo suddenly fell back as Tommy tackled him. Tubbo struggled, grasping Tommy's wrists. "God- you're fuckin' strong, man-" Tommy was almost pushed off to the side by Tubbo, but he straddled Tubbo's waist and held himself on top of his friend. Tubbo fought to get up, but failed multiple times. He stopped fighting, and collapsed into the ground.
Tubbo whined, and slowly lifted up his arms. "Juhuhust do it, arsehole..." Tubbo covered his pink face. "D'aww." Tommy cooed, and grinned evilly at the shriek that Tubbo had emitted from gentle scratches that currently sided at his underarms.
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nothing to say sooo
slimey out
-slime
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tickletober day one— anticipation.
#augtickletober2023
ler!tubbo (he/him), lee!tommy (he/him) (CC’s)
I’ve been in this community since 2020, and made my blog in april of 2022. This is my first time ever participating in tickletober. 😭
In Tommy’s defense, he really did not think this would happen.
Sure, he believes in facing the consequences of your actions, but he didn’t think this would be his consequence.
Rewind a little. Tommy and Tubbo were doing an IRL stream together, and Tommy was just being a complete, total nuisance.
He’d make fun of Tubbo’s height (lightheartedly), randomly jump out and scream to scare Tubbo anytime he’d left for just a few minutes. Tommy spent half an hour just mimicking every word Tubbo said, either silently with his hand or aloud. Tubbo was surprised his eyes hadn’t rolled to the back of his head with how much he would roll his eyes at Tommy’s antics.
Tubbo had repeatedly told Tommy, “I’m going to murder you.” But Tommy would only laugh, seemingly not noticing the way Tubbo would smirk with a hint of mischief glistening in his eyes.
Now they were here, Tommy hiding under a bed—original, right?— and covering his mouth so his anticipatory giggles wouldn’t give him away.
“Oh, Tommy~” Tubbo dragged his name out with a teasing tone, and Tommy felt his face heat up. “Where are you~?” Tubbo’s footsteps were slow as he wanted to make Tommy wait. He opened any closed door he passed by, pretending to look before finally stopping in the doorway of the room Tommy was in. He watched as Tubbo slowly made his way to the bed. Tubbo grinned, “Tommy~ I only want to tickle you, man! You can’t possibly be afraid of a little tickling, just some wiggly fingers scribbling all over your stomach, squeezing your sides and drilling into your hips. You, the big man TommyInnit, afraid of some tickling? Hm~?”
..How on Earth can Tubbo be so teasy!?
Tommy’s heart skipped a beat, watching Tubbo take a final step and stopping right next to the bed he hid under before deciding to just sit on the bed. The anticipation was horrible. Tubbo went on to list exactly how he’ll tickle the blonde he “searched” for, knowing exactly what he’s doing, knowing that Tommy is entirely flustered out of his mind.
“Maybe I'll blow a few… no, a lot of, raspberries on your stomach while I squeeze and taser your sides. We both know that’s practically death for you! Or I could scribble into your underarms, and then vibrate my fingers when your arms come crashing down to inevitably trap my hands. Ooh, I could scribble on your knees, or on the backs of them? I’ll make sure to sit on your legs so you can’t kick, though. You’ll be trapped, unable to escape from me.” Tubbo teased, he could hear Tommy’s muffled, flustered giggles.
Tommy thought that he could escape, it’s worth a shot, right? He turned to face the opposite way as silently as he could, slowly beginning to move out from under the bed before feeling Tubbo grab onto his ankles and drag him out, quickly moving him over and pinning him to the carpeted floor. The brunette held his hands in the shapes of claws over Tommy’s sides, wiggling his fingers dangerously close to the boy.
Tommy swore he was going to die.
“Tuhubbo! Cohome ohohon!” The blonde whined, covering his squinted eyes with his arms.
“If you say so,” Tubbo grinned innocently, digging his fingers into Tommy’s sides, scribbling, squeezing, and tasering while he leaned down to blow raspberries all over Tommy’s stomach— just like he said he would.
Tommy’s screams rang throughout the house as Tubbo wrecked the blonde until he was practically begging for mercy.
#augtickletober2023#tickletober#tickletober 2023#strangleetomz#strangleetomz fics#ler!tubbo#ler!tubbo_#lee!tommy#lee!tommyinnit#mcyt tickle#dsmp tickle
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AGAIN REQUESTED BY @orphicrublee & AGAIN I DONT HAVE A TITLE
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26. “Stop poking me!”
lee!wilbur, ler!tubbo
small little ficlet for u guys 🙏🙏🙏 (this is all i have energy to do)
“Tuhubbo! Stop poking me!” Wilbur complains through soft laughter as the shorter pokes and prods around his sides.
“Don’t be a baby, I’m just poking you! Would you rather I do this?” Tubbo smirks before squeezing up and down Wilbur’s sides, then down to his hips. Wilbur shrieked.
“TuhUHUBBO! NOHOHO!” Wilbur fell down on the couch, trying his best to curl into a ball. It didn’t work too well. “THIHIS IS WOHOHOHORSE!”
“No, I think this is much better! I mean, you’re not exactly trying to push me away here, so..” Tubbo stated simply.
And he was right; Wilbur was not trying to push Tubbo away.
He hates that he doesn’t push the younger away.
But he doesn’t exactly hate what’s happening to him.
It was a hand clawing at Wilbur’s ribs that drew him from his thoughts, he surprised himself with his own screech of laughter.
“TuhUHUBBOHOHO! NOHOT THEHEHERE!” This made Tubbo let out a laugh of his own, deciding to bring both of his hands to Wilbur’s ribs.
“Bad spot, huh?” Tubbo teased lightly before finally stopping. Wilbur collapsed entirely, melting against the couch as he caught his breath. Tubbo carded his hand through the taller’s curly hair.
“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?”
“…Shut the fuck up.”
#sfw#sfw only#sfw interaction only#strictly sfw#strangleetomz#strangleetomz fics#ler!tubbo#ler!tubbo_#lee!wilbur#lee!wilbursoot#mcyt tickle#dsmp tickle
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tickletober day 20- relentless
#augtickletober2023
ler!tubbo, lee!tommy
i am so sorry this is late
this also strayed from the prompt and is insanely short bc i couldnt really think of anything but its fine i guess-
Tommy was somewhat regretting his behavior on the IRL stream he’d done with Tubbo.
Somewhat.
He, maybe, might have, perhaps embarrassed the life out of Tubbo. Maybe.
And, the way he did that, it might have, may have, just maybe, been by briefly tickling him. Only for like, ten seconds!
But now, Tubbo had been absolutely, relentlessly wrecking Tommy for about two minutes. It was torturous!
And maybe a little fun…
“ToHOBY! NO!” These two words had left Tommy’s mouth around fifteen times now; he couldn’t really think of anything else to say. I mean, who would be able to think properly while their best friend is blowing raspberry after raspberry on their stomach while digging his fingers onto their hips?
“I don’t know, Tom. You look like you’re enjoying this quite a bit. Do you like this, Tommy?” Tubbo’s tone was teasing, but it was a genuine question. And if Tommy’s answer was no, he’d stop immediately. He stopped for a moment so Tommy could answer.
“Holy-.. Uh.. Well, y-.. Yeah, it’s.. it’s fun..” Tommy stumbled over his words. Can you even blame him, that’s such an embarrassing thing to admit!
“Aw, Tom.” That was all Tubbo said before going back to absolutely wrecking Tommy.
“TuhUHUBBO! FUHUCK, MAHAHAN!” Tommy screamed as Tubbo immediately went back to blowing raspberries on his stomach and so, insanely, precisely scribbling and spidering his fingers on his ribs. How in god’s name was he so good at tickling people!?
To Tommy, this had felt like it went on for hours. But in reality it was less than ten minutes.
“Do you apologize for being a dick on stream!?” Tubbo grinned as he squeezed up and down Tommy’s sides then vibrated his fingers on his underarms.
“YEHES! YES, I DOHO! PLEHEHEASE!” Tommy barely mustered the words out, but Tubbo heard him perfectly and stopped immediately. Tommy laid a giggly mess on the floor as he recovered, and Tubbo sat right there with him to make sure he was okay.
And okay he was.
He was happy. His smile was genuine, he had forgotten about any previous worries or stress. He felt as if all the weight that had been on him, had disappeared.
He was bonding with his best friend.
He was happy.
#strangleetomz#strangleetomz fics#augtickletober2023#ler!tubbo#ler!tubbo_#lee!tommyinnit#lee!tommy#mcyt tickle#dsmp tickle#sfw interaction only
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4 WITH CLINGYDUO?? LEE TOMMY LER TUBBO OR VICE VERSA IDC :D
i did lee tommy n ler tubbo because i can see that happening xp
also cuz it was recommended but--
ty fizzy :D
tommy he/him, tubbo he/him
4. “You’re too clingy, stop it.”
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"You're too clingy, stop it." Tommy stated simply, rolling his eyes and nudging Tubbo's forehead with his knuckle. Tubbo scoffed, his head lifting from it's spot resting on Tommy's shoulder. "Oh yeah? I'll show you clingy, motherfucker!" Tubbo grinned, and began squeezing at the hip bones. Tommy yelped. "Nohoho! Tuhuhubbo- AHAHAYE!" Tubbo snorted at the noise that came out of his best friends mouth.
Tubbo scratched his lower stomach, digging into the waistline with his other hand. "TOby, stOHOHOP!"/ref "If you want me to stop then why aren't you trying to get away?" Tubbo mentioned... and he was right. Tommy was leaning into him--rather than trying to scramble away. He grinned. He stopped for a moment as Tommy opened his mouth but nothing came out. Tubbo blew a raspberry on Tommy's neck, making him squeal and kick his legs out.
"Shjjhh.. shuhuhut up.." He pulled the neck of his shirt over his head, and Tubbo snickered before digging into Tommy's stomach. "TOHOHOhoBY!" Tommy bucked his hips once more. "Tommeeey, you're being too clingyyy!" Tubbo mocked his best friend, wrapping an arm just around Tommy's shoulders, using his free hand to dig into the hip bones once more. "NOHO, I'M NOT! I'm NO-HO-HOott!"
"And I am, big man?!" Tubbo looked at him. He pulled Tommy down by the shoulder and into his lap, blowing a raspberry on his tummy. "AAAAAAANONONONOHOHOHOYOU'RENOHOTYOU'RENOT!TOBEHEHEY!" Tommy pushed the side of Tubbo's head weakly, and in return he shook his hair over Tommy's stomach before lifting his head to give his friend his breather.
"Yohohou.. yohohou're fhucking ruthless, mahahan!" Tommy sat up, bringing his hands up to his face while Tubbo grinned. "Whose 'too clingy'? You were saying?" Tubbo prodded Tommy's side gently, not wanting to kill Tommy. "Ohoh, shut the fuhuck up, man.." Tommy gently slapped his arm. However, the younger flopped back down into Tubbo's lap, his head landing on a convenient pillow. He became unable to fight the urge to want to just close his eyes...
And sleep.
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rrrrr
-slime
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