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Scar would probably be a ler
(also I like how u have hermitcraft tickle art and stuff, I've never seen any. It's very cool. And ur art! All of it!!! aaaaaaaafutcjhvjgc so frikn adorable!!!!)
I agree, he would make a rlly good sudden tables turned panicked lee as well hehehe
Also tysm I’m happy you like my work!
#tickles#tickle talk#ghostleetickles#ghostleebeingagremlin#tickle#lee#ler#tummy tickles#art#tickle art#lee!solidarity#lee!jimmy#lee!tim#ler!scar#ler!grian#ler!joel#ler!smallishbeans#lee!smallishbeans#lee!ethoslab#lee!etho#hermitcraft joel#hermitcraft etho#hermitcraft tickle#hermitcraft#hermitcraft grian#hermitcraft scar#lee!joel
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Playful tickles! 💜
Grian is tkling Jimmy with a plushie of himself and Jimmy is giggling a lot once he realises...who this pesky bird might be 🌱
As always this is SFW 💜
N/S/F/W DNI
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What do you think you're doing?
A secrect life, tickle fic!
Shushhhhh this is a secret fic..like a secrect task...
lee!grian & lee!mumbo
This is an SFW tickle fic! If this isn't you're kinda cup of tea you can go over to what you was doing previously ☕
Welcome to secret life!
Mumbo has been giving a brand new task. He opened the book in the palm of his hands, the text in that very book was 'Your task is to tickleeeeeee Grian's tummy' and wings when he is off guard! Good luck!' sure! This is easy as pieeeeee.
Grian, is a very ticklish birdie. Mumbo has been around Grian long enough to know Grian's ticklish places. And, how to catch him off guard.
Mumbo ran around his side way lil house to look if it looked good and it did. In the distance Grian was doing a very....weird abstract staircase house? What do you think you're doing?! I mean, well. This server is all about secrets and strange tasks. So, Mumbo didn't even question it. And c'mon, it's Grian we're talking about.
As Mumbo's thoughts ended he arrived near Grian's "base" Grian was busy building stairs talking to his viewers looking up and down holding a block of berch in his right hand.
Mumbo stared at Grian playfully. Grian was Busy. Distracted. This was his moment to strike on the lil builder.
Mumbo crouched quietly and hid behind the staircase walking very slow pace. He held into a gasp because Grian vaguely looked over at Mumbo's direction while building. Thankfully, Grian turned away and didn't see anyone. Mumbo quietly sighed of much needed relief.
Mumbo crept more faster. And faster. And faster. Until he ran very silently towards Grian when Grian was about to place another berch wood. Mumbo pounced playfully onto Grian and Grian screamed like a child as he felt himself onto the ground.
Grian felt fingers all over his tummy, fast wiggling fingers like the speed of lighting he ever felt. Giggles flying out of his mouth every where. He doesn't know what's going on? What's happening?!
The fingers tapped, poked and squeezed Grian's tummy and Grian's little giggles turned into bubbly laughter. Grian kicked up and down and tried to get away from those devious fingers, no matter how hard he tried those lil fingers came back to his tummy.
Mumbo was having the time of his life! This went by so incredibly well. Grian does not know who's tickling him because of how low on guard he was. Grian's bubbly cheerful laugh was like music to Mumbo's ears! He could hear it all day.
While the red sweatered bird was giggling and laughing in Mumbo's hold. Mumbo picked up Grian's right wing. The moment a touch of contact on a right wing. Grian exploded with happy laughter.
"HAHAAHAAHAHAHAHA HOEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEYE ENEOEHEHAHAHAHAH!" Grian chirped and bounced up and down rolling left and right. His wings flapping playfully. Grian was living the ticklish attention as much as Mumbo on the giving end.
Mumbo noticed this and brought his left hand and scribbled it on the inside base of Grian's wings and Grian sweetly approved with light laughter.
"ehehehe hahae- ahahaha" Grian leaned upwards to the air and went back down again softly on the ground. He decided it was best to take the tickles. "Pftteheehahah"
Mumbo chuckled and crawled a little onto Grian's tummy keeping the tickling going on his wings. He blew a biiiig raspberry on top of Grian's sweater and Grian howled with laughter!
"HAHAHAHAHA NOHIAHAHAHA AWHG WHAHAHAHHAHA WHY THIHIHIS?!!" Grian's legs kicked aggressively on the ground trying NOT to lose his mind, even though he loved it. He tried to childishily grab who ever was tickling him and couldn't.
Grian's eyes widen in realisation, who ever this friend was is invisible. An invisible friend who knows all his tickle spots who can it possibly be- oh wait is it-
Just as Grian was going to find it who it was his thoughts ended. He came back to reality and giggled uncontroabbly. The fingers were scribbling on both his tummy and wings and all he can do was laugh.
"HAHAHA OKI! OKAY! I GIHIHIAHAHAHA I - GIHIHIVE UHUHUP!" Grian covered his mouth shyly, blushing with his left arm with a small childlike giggle.
Mumbo giggled to himself and rubbed Grian 's wings with a fond smile. Grian felt a calm sensation and curled into a ball and went to sleep. Mumbo picked him up and walked him over to the secrect keeper. Mumbo didn't want Grian to be left alone.
Mumbo arrived at the secrect keeper and heard tiny giggles from Grian, Mumbo laughed quietly. Aww, Grian was still feeling tickly.
Mumbo walked to the main platform and pressed 'successful!' And he earned 10+ hearts back up to 30.
"This...I don't regret doing this."
Mumbo smiled fondly. And looked down at Grian with a soft, caring smile.
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I wrote another fic :)))
Lee!Grian, Ler!Scar
This is a tickle fic (sfw) so uh yeah that's your warning if you're not in the niche.
“Scar,” he said curtly.
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“Oh Grian~” Scar’s voice took on a teasing lilt as he looked down at the ruffled bird man he’d pulled into his lap. Grian, who was being held in place by his underarms, looked up at his captor with a wobbly smile on his face.
“You weren’t hiding this from me, were you?”
“I wasn’t hiding it, you never asked!” Grian tried and failed to break free again, but Scar’s grip was iron.
“But we’re friends! We shouldn’t have secrets between us.”
“Oh right, I was supposed to just bring this up in regular conversation because we’re such good friENDSSCAHAR-” Grian’s argument was cut off by a few fingers squirming their way into his side.
“Hey, don’t interrupt. That’s rude.” Scar paused. “But yes, you should have.” Without any warning Scar hooked a finger into each side, the clawing motions immediately driving Grian up the wall.
“SCAHAhaAHAR! STOHOHOPIHEhehe- STOHOP IT!” Grian writhed like he was being electrocuted, which, to be fair, wasn’t that far off. His red jumper did nothing to protect him from Scar’s unbearably tickly onslaught. In fact, it might have made it worse. His wings flapped wild and uncontrolled behind him, and Scar continued to speak as though nothing was happening. The man had a talent for it.
“Nope, wrong. How about an ‘I’m sorry Scar for keeping such an adorable secret from you’?”
“IhEHE AHAM NOHOHOT SAYEHEYING THAHAT!”
“Well, that’s too bad.” Scar’s claws moved up to Grian’s armpits, and he was rewarded with a shriek that made them both jump. “Jeez, warn a guy next time!”
“SHUHUHUT UHAHAP!” Another attempt to break free was made, only for Scar to counter by simply leaning forward, forcing Grian to curl inward. With his range of motion limited even more, all he could do was kick madly and laugh. And try to elbow Scar, with limited success. “JEHERK!”
“Y’know, it really seems like you’re just trying to hurt my feelings now.” Grian jerked his head away from Scar’s voice, which was suddenly right next to his ear. The words made vibrations run down his neck. Lord, he wasn’t sure if Scar knew exactly what he was doing or if he was just accidentally that good. He wasn’t sure which was worse. Either way, Grian finally gave up on counter attacking in favor of curling up to try to block out Scar’s evil hands.
Until one of them managed to worm its way under his jumper.
He hadn’t even noticed it moving, he’d been so distracted by the damn teasing. But once Scar started scratching at his lower stomach he could’ve leapt ten feet in the air if he had the room. He certainly wanted to.
“NAHAHAHASCAHAHAAHAR!”
“Yes Grian, what’s wrong?”
“NAHAHAT THEHEHERHRE! I- IHEHE CAHAHAN’T!”
“I just discovered that you’re ticklish and you’re trying to tell me I’m supposed to leave your little tummy alone? Blasphemy!” Just the word 'tummy' made butterflies leap from Grian’s stomach right up into his brain. He knew he had to have gone fully red at that point, and Scar’s horrible fingers digging into the pudge on his torso was not helping matters.
“I’MMAHAHAHA- I’M SORRY SCAHAR JUSTAHAHAP!”
“Aw, thanks buddy! I appreciate it.” Immediately the torment let up and Scar leaned back to a normal sitting position to give Grian some room to breathe. The other’s goggles were slightly askew. His hair was a mess, and his feathers took a few seconds to settle down, not to mention the bright shade of crimson he sported on his face. His shoulder bounced slightly as residual giggles worked their way out of his system. It was a good look for him, Scar decided.
Finally Grian turned around and gave Scar the best glare he could manage. “Youhouhu suck.”
“Oh, you wanna go for round two?”
“Nope! No, I’m good, thanks.”
“Aw, that’s a shame. I could’ve kept that up all day.”
“Pff, shut up. Wait, wait waITNOSCAR-”
#hermitcraft#lee!grian#ler!scar#sfw tickle#sfw tickling#sfw twords#tword content#tword fic#tickle fic#clown's stuff
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Soul bounded
Grian has been soul bounded to Scar and Scar still hasn't realised. Every time, he gets damedge it tickles, well...sometimes. And Grian did not know this!
This is a SFW tickle fic and is platonic! Also, this is a fic for double life! I love the new series so far!
Grian hit Scar a little. "Wait- no, no no- I didn't take damedge did I?"
Grian called out to Scar. "Scar? Scar?"
"oh, I dropped it! Come here little buddy!!" Scar said following the Allay
Grian called out with a worry. "Scar! I think we're soul mates and you're too busy chasing fairies!"
One of Grian's friends tapped Scar. Yes.. he took damedge.
"Did that hurt you Grian?" Joel asked.
"come back here little buddy!" Scar who still was trying to get his Allay back to him.
"No..." Grian said in dismay. Joel hit Scar again.
"NOOOOOOOOOO" Grian said loudly.
"Are you actually linked?!" Joel questioned Grian laughing a little.
The look on Grian's face. Soul bounded to Scar.. Scar not knowing...
"G-good bye good bye Etho.." Grian started laughing. When Etho swam up and down in the river. "Joel, Scar hasn't figured it out yet. So let's keep it a secret for now"
Etho listening nodded.
A little while after, the four was looking for a base, Scar took some damedge. Grian felt a little tingle like sensation across his body making him want to laugh. Joel concerned asked Grian. "Is something wrong?"
Grian replied "No, no, nothing is wrong! Still can't believe Scar still doesn't know"
Joel laughed it off. " Yeah haha! Such a Scar thing to do."
Grian laughed with Joel. Scar then took damedge again! Grian can't hide it this time. He just can't. It felt like he was being tickled.
"Joehehehel-" Grian giggled walking with Joel. Joel gave a fond ye confused look.
"Yes Grian? You good there? What's funny?" Joel softly replied to Grian.
"Somehehehthing ihehehes theheheheckling MEHEHEHE!" Grian laughed more loudly, circling himself on the floor in a blushy mess.
Joel looked with a smile on his face. "Awww, this is adorable!!"
"NAHAHAHAHA ITS NAHAHAHAHA!" Grian laughed in denial flapping his wings around, going in circles. Joel crouned down.
Etho hit Scar, for the funzies who was collecting wood. Scar didn't really feel the tickles as much as Grian did.
"Etho, stahahap!" Scar giggled gently pushing Etho away.
"JOEHEHEHEHEHEL! HEHEHEEHAHAH!" Grian chuckled, hiding his face with his hands. Feeling fingers all over his tummy and neck. It then directed to his hands...
Etho hit Scar again playfully causing more tickles. "
"ETHEHEHEHEOOOOO" Scar laughed. Clinging onto Etho with a smile on his face. Etho grinned.
"nohohohhohHOHOHOH NOT MY HAHAHAHAHAHANDS TOHOHOHIHO" Grian laughed waving his hands around. Joel smiled.
"Is someone very tickish?" Joel teased Grian tickling his wings.
"Nohoho HES NHAHAHAHAHAHA" Grian sassed Joel. Joel tickled his tummy. "I take ehehe- BACAHAHAHAHACK"
"Haha, just kidding. You're adorble while tickled." Joel joked. Patting Grian on the shoulder which increased the ticklishness. Joel didn't mean to add more tickles.
"that teheheheheles!!" Grian exclaimed with giggles. Etho and Scar came back with the wood looking down at Grian still giggling away.
Etho confused, looked at Joel. "Uhm...?"
Joel pointed his hand to Scar, who was in the level of Grian fondly poking him.
"Schahahahr! Nohohoho!" Grian playfully rolled away. Scar giggled.
Etho's eyes lit up. He walked over to Scar and did damedge to Scar. The two of them felt the tickling.
"whahahait! Ethohohohoho!" Grian and Scar said in unison.
"oh my gohohohod there's nohoho wahahahy" Grian, said mind blown. "I dhehehent know this could happen-"
"whyyyy" Scar complained like a child, who did enjoy being tickled tho.
"At least now I know who I'm with!" Scar smiled, as he playfully nudged Grian. Grian did it back.
Etho laughed. Looking at Joel who gave a shrug.
"we don't know! But This will happen to all of us, at some point." Etho answered.
Grian got up still feeling tickles who giggled and beamed hugging Scar.
Maybe pairing with Scar wasn't a bad idea. As anything could happen.
#mcyt tickle#hermitcraft tickle#lee!grian#lee!scar#ler!etho#ler!joel#ler!scar#double life tickle#skylolasaysstuffblog writing
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Pretty Bird
Summary: Grian’s been slacking on taking care of his wings, but luckily Scar’s there to make all of his problems go away!
Contents/Warnings: LOTS of hurt/comfort, panic attack (not too detailed, but definitely there), winged!Grian, tickles
ULTRA SUPER PLATONIC!!
Word count: 3,293 (wow, I’m impressed)
I was originally writing something short and sweet to get back into the swing of things but,,, I got a little carried away lmao
also, I didn’t beta read this, so I’m sorry if there’s a lot of mistakes.
It was a nice summer evening, the sun just beginning to set. With the sun no longer heavily glaring down at the citizens of hermitcraft, the temperature settled down to a comfortable warm state. The few remaining trees throughout the spawn area gently swayed in the light breeze, and the remaining glow of the sun highlighted the already impressive builds littered around with an almost ethereal glow.
Scar, deciding to take advantage of the beauty while there was still some sunlight present, wandered about along the various pathways and bridges throughout the town, admiring the creations of his peers. He had no real plan or destination in mind, he just walked and took in all of the changes and additions the hermits had made since the last time he had the chance to look around.
It was unusually quiet, especially for one of the most densely populated areas of Hermitcraft - the only sounds being that of the wind rustling the leaves in the trees, the water flowing through the river that split the little civilization, Scars footsteps, and the faint jingle of a bell attached to the collar of a particular feline, that had decided to tag along for Scars impromptu walk.
That was, until Scar heard the footsteps of someone else coming from behind, traveling at a much faster pace than his own. Turning around, he was able to put his arms out just in time to keep the hurried hermit from crashing straight into him.
“Whoa there, what’s got you in such a hurry?”
With the sun's light fading quick, Scar’s eyes took a moment to adjust and process what was in front of him. But as soon as his brain caught up with his eyes, concern tore through his body.
Right there, practically in his arms, was a very distraught Grian, to say the least. He was hunched forward on himself, as if to make himself appear smaller. His breathing was quick and erratic, his entire body wracked with tremors. He refused to look Scar in the face, and had his wings folded tightly down and behind himself.
Scar, taking special care not to spook the avian any further, gently placed his hands on Grian’s shoulders, trying to look him in the eyes.
“Grian? Hey, Gri, can you tell me what’s wrong? Are you in danger?” While Scar didn’t want to overwhelm Grian, he wanted to first make sure that there were no phantoms chasing after the other, or some other threat.
Grian managed to shake his head no, which caused Scar to relax slightly, before Grian began to shake even more, his breathing speeding up further, gasping breaths breaking it apart.
“I-I- I haven’t b-been taking care of them very well b-before, a-a-and then they o-only got worse, and I couldn’t fix it on my own so I j-just ignored it, a-and it kept getting worse, a-and it started to hurt to try and do a-anything with them, a-a-and there were some zombies, a-and I knew I couldn’t fight them a-all, so I tries to f-fly away, but I-I couldn’t, and the harder I tried the more it hurt-”
Scars mind was reeling, he tried to follow along with Grian’s story, but he had no clue what he was talking about.
“Hey, hey G, deep breaths, yeah? I don’t know what happened, but you’re safe now. Let’s just breathe for a moment, then we can figure out what’s going on, okay? How does that sound?”
Grian nodded his head jerkily in response, hands shaking as he reached up to grab onto the front of Scars robe, clinging to it tightly. Scar crouched down so he was level with Grian, and he pulled the smaller boy closer to him, guiding his head toward his chest.
Grian didn’t try to fight Scar at all, allowing him to guide Grian through the same breathing exercises that Mumbo taught him a while back. Grian closed his eyes and focused into Scar’s gently spoken instructions, and the way his chest rumbled with each word.
After a while of Scar cradling Grian against himself in the middle of some pathway, the sunlight having long disappeared, Grian had calmed down considerably. His breath still shook occasionally, but it was still miles better from where it had been.
Scar slowly pulled back, letting Grian continue to cling onto him, but pulled back enough to observe the other, then their surroundings.
“Well,,, my base is closer than yours is, how about we both head there, G?” Scar still needed to figure out what happened, and determine if Grian needed medical attention, but he knew he couldn’t do much without any light, and the promise of mobs that the darkness brought with it further encouraged him they needed to get inside.
Grian nodded in response, a quiet “okay” being the first word he said since rambling to Scar before. He pulled himself away from Scar, only to wince in response to the movement. Grian’s reaction sent a ping of worry down Scars spine, but after confirming that Grian was capable of walking the short distance on his own continued pressing on toward his base, knowing that was the best place for Grian to be.
The entire walk was completely silent from both parties.
As they made it to Scar’s front door, Scar practically kicked the door in, flicking on the lights. Once the door was slammed closed, he turned his attention back to Grian.
“Gri? Could you tell me where you’re hurt?” Scar kept his voice as soft and sweet as possible.
Grian stared down at the floor for a moment, before peeking up at Scar briefly, only to turn his head away. However, the quick turn caused him to wince again, letting out a low whine.
“I- I’m not really hurt- I don’t have, like, an injury or anything.” Grian paused for a moment, and Scar tried to pick apart what that could mean before Grian spoke up again.
“I-I’ve j-just been having some, issues with my wings lately.” Alright, that began to make more sense to Scar. It explained why Grian was having difficulty flying like he’d told Scar before in his panic, but it still didn’t help him figure out what to do, or how to help.
“What kind of issues, G? Should I go get someone to look at them?” Grian tensed up at this, wincing soon after from the pull on his wings. Still, he reached out to Scar and held onto him like he was going to leave, some of the shaking coming back.
“No! N-no, there’s no need to bother anyone else.”Scars eyes widened at the sudden display of panic, quickly going to comfort the other.
“Okay, Okay, it’s alright. I won’t get anyone else. But you need to tell me what’s wrong, G, so I can help.” Scar went to wrap his arms around the smaller, but decided against it when he reminded himself that it was Grian’s wings that were hurting, and he didn’t want to risk touching them. He instead rested one hand on his shoulder, the other carefully carding his fingers through his blonde hair.
This seemed to relax Grian, and he leaned into Scar’s presence.
“O-okay.” Grian paused to swallow, and took a deep breath before starting again.
“I-it’s r-really not that b-big of a deal. It’s- I just-” Pause. Breathe in, breathe out.
“Avians, and u-uh, most things with feathers and wings and whatever, have to take care of them. Like- making sure the feathers stay how they’re supposed to.” Even though Scar admittedly didn't know much about avians, or birds for that matter, he had a feeling he knew enough to understand where this was going.
“A-and, if you, uh, d-don’t do that, they get all t-tangled, and messy, and bunched up. T-the feathers get stuck together and pull on eachother, and it h-hurts.I-if it gets bad enough, it can affect your ability to f-fly, and use them.” Grian let out another whimper, the embarrassment of not being able to take care of himself setting in, feeling pathetic having to come running to someone else for something avians were taught how to do when they were children.
Scar leaned his head against Grian’s, rubbing his shoulder in what he hoped was a soothing manner, listening to Grian carefully.
“A-and, I-I know t-that I should of j-just gotten help, but I-I was s-stubborn a-a-and it got s-so much worse, and I feel s-so p-pathetic- I-I can’t even t-take c-c-care-”
Scar shushed Grian gently, rocking the both of them back and forth.
“Grian, hon, it’s okay. You’re not pathetic for letting something like that slip. While we’ve never had to upkeep wings before, plenty of us here on Hermitcraft will go much longer than we care to admit without taking care of ourselves. We still need our friends to help us out every once in a while.” Scar brushed his fingers through Grian’s hair again.
“It just happens that for you, it’s a bit harder to get back into the swing of things.” Grian took a long moment to take in what Scar told him, and Scar was content to continue to stand there and sway them back and forth, petting Grian’s messy blonde hair.
“Okay,” Grian mumbled into Scar’s chest, wrapping his arms around him.
“So,” Scar began after a moment of basking in each other’s presence and comfort.
“How do we go about getting your wings back in shape?” He had a vague idea; he’s heard of preening before, and how it involved cleaning one’s wings and realigning the feathers and whatever - but he had no clue how to actually go about it.
Grian went still at that, and Scar worried that maybe he should get someone who Grian knew a bit better.
“Should I get Mumbo to help you? I’m sure he’d do a great job.”
Grian shook his head into Scar’s chest, clenching his robe in his fists.
“N-no, you can do it. I-if you want to, of course! Y-you don’t have to!” Grian looked up at Scar’s face for the first time since they’d ran into each other on the path, and his big eyes looked up to Scar with worry. Worry that he’d gone too far, or stepped over some kind of boundary.
While Scar was still completely out of his element, he was pretty sure where Grian’s panic was coming from. He gave the other a small, kind smile, nodded his head.
“It’s okay, Gri, I’d love to help. I don’t really know how we should go about this though, so why don’t you lead the way?”
Grian thought for a moment and then nodded, before grabbing Scar by the wrist and dragging him over to the couch. While he was initially shocked by the movement, Scar was glad to see Grian gaining at least a small amount of his usual confidence back.
Grian sat himself on the couch, dragging Scar down with him, he turned to the side, his back facing away from Scar, and Scar turned to face Grian accordingly.
Grian peeked back at Scar over his shoulder, and Scar offered him a comforting smile. Grian returned it with a smaller one of his own, and turned his head forward before opening up his wings with a wince and a whimper, his wings now on display for Scar to see.
While Scar saw Grian’s wings quite literally every day, he never got the chance to see them like this, up so close. Even though the feathers were dirty and matted down, there was still some of the beautiful color and shine showing through, and the lantern light of the house made them glow. However, it was easy to see just how bad Grian’s wings had gotten, and looking at the mats and twists that the feathers were in, it was no wonder that they were causing Grian pain.
Not wanting to leave Grian guessing as to what he was doing, Scar rested a hand on his side, causing him to jump.
“Okay, Grian, you’re doing great. What do I do now?” Grian moved one of his hands to grab onto the one at his side.
“I-it’s fairly straight-forward, the main thing you have to do is untangle and move the feathers to where they naturally want to fall, and remove any that are falling out.” Scar nodded, even though no one could see him, and he kept his eyes glued to the wings in front of him, thinking through the best place to start.
“Alright, G. Ready for me to start then?” He nodded in response, holding his breath.
Before starting to work at the knots and tangles, Scar simply placed a head near the place he planned to start, allowing Grian to adjust to the touch. Grian let out a chirp that Scar would have cooed over in different circumstances, before relaxing again.
Scar began to make his way through the mass of feathers methodically, taking more time on each feather than strictly necessary, in order to make sure he caused as little pain as possible. And while it was unavoidable with some particularly troublesome feathers, Grian soon relaxed further into the touch, going completely lax not long after Scar began.
As Scar got used to the process of untangling a mass of feathers, removing the loose ones, and then setting the rest back into place, he began to pick up the pace a little. He tuned the rest of the world out, only focusing on preening the wings at hand, and the sweet little chirps and peeps that occasionally came from the owner of said wings.
Grian was practically asleep before Scars nails accidentally swiped against the meat of one of the wings, causing Grian to let out a squawk and flap his wings around before they settled. Scar pulled his hands back in alarm, fearing that he’d hurt the avian.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry Grian! I didn’t realize that your wings would still be so sore, I’m so-”
“Scar it’s fine, you didn’t hurt me! My wings are just- uh- sensitive.Yeah.” Grian wasn’t able to think of a good excuse in his hurry to reassure Scar that he didn’t hurt him, and he knew Scar wouldn’t buy it.
Grian was absolutely correct, but Scar didn’t say anything more about it. While he was still slightly concerned, Grian’s tone was much more like the Grian he was used to, instead of the nervous and timid voice Grian had been using before. So, he didn’t push, and continued to sort through the feathers. He was getting close to being done, anyway; he had about half of the second wing left.
As Scar straightened out the last few feathers, his curiosity got the best of him. He went back to the part of the wing that he accidentally grazed over - around the middle part closer to where they connected to Grian’s back - and grazed his nails over it again, making sure to stay gentle.
It startled Grian out of his relaxed, almost sleeping state, and he gasped and flapped his wings around again. However, that wasn’t what caught Scar’s attention.
No, instead Scar heard the tiny squeak that Grian let out, accompanied with a couple soft giggles before Grian was able to stop himself.
Scar was quiet for a moment, and Grian could feel a nervous, and maybe ever so slightly excited, energy flowing through him.
“Well, what do we have here, songbird?” Scar’s face was much closer to Grian’s all the sudden, and his voice was barely above a whisper. Grian let out another squeak, much to Scar’s enjoyment and his embarrassment.
“N-nothing! Scar, don’t!” However, Grian made little effort to get away from Scar, and he even still left his wings splayed out and open, right there for Scar to reach.
Noticing this, a fond smile stretched over Scar’s face, being able to read Grian's body language loud and clear.
Scar leaned in toward Grian’s ear again, pulling the smaller against him and lowering his voice down an octave.
“You sure that’s what you want, songbird? Because these pretty little wings here seem to be inviting me in,” Grian let out a whine, his wings flapping for a moment before staying open once again, confirming Scar’s suspicions.
Scar chuckled at the display shifting away from Grian to give him room.
“Those wings of yours sure do seem to be impatient, huh? Why don’t you go ahead and lay down, Gri?” Grian didn’t bother putting up a fight, knowing he wouldn’t be able to handle the teasing he would have to endure if he didn’t. He laid down on his stomach, burying his face in his arms so he didn’t have to look at Scar.
Scar sat himself on the backs of Grian’s thighs, cracking his knuckles to work Grian up even more. Grian was squirming around before Scar even did anything, and he took a moment to watch fondly before getting to work.
“Well, would you look at how pretty those wings of yours are. So shiny and pretty. What a pretty bird you are.” Scar began to just barely trace along Grian’s wings as he spoke.
Grian let out a delighted trill before he could even attempt to stop it, his struggling stopping at once, and quiet giggles flowing freely from his lips.
Scar’s heart way as well melted on the spot, and he couldn’t help but coo more at the other.
“Well if you aren’t just the sweetest thing, hm? A pretty little birdy with some pretty little giggles.” More chirps and trills were what Scar got in response, the giggles raising in pitch. Putting a bit more pressure into his scribbling, Grian squealed before falling right back into another fit of squeaky giggles, his legs kicking out behind him to release more of his giddy energy.
Scar then moved his hands toward the inner parts of the wings, where he initially discovered this whole thing, and rubbed small circles into the muscles with his thumbs.
Grian hiccuped before loud laughter poured out of his mouth, his wings beginning to flap around without his permission. Fortunately, it did little to slow Scar down as there was little strength put into each flap.
After listening to Grian’s chirping, trilling, squeaking, and laughing for a few seconds more, Scar changed his tactic once again to running his fingers through the soft feathers, going from the top down, before bringing his hands back up and repeating the motion.
Grian went completely boneless at the light tickles, still giggling his little heart out as a result of both the tickles he was currently getting, and winding down from the previous ones.
Scar’s fond expression never once dimmed, and while he kept one hand brushing through Grian’s feathers, the other went up to his hair.
“There we go, you feeling better now songbird?” Grian nodded sleepily, before adjusting himself and sitting up. Scar watched, confused for a brief moment, before Grian practically plopped himself right in his lap. Scar just chuckled and pulled him closer, moving Grian until they were facing chest to chest. Keeping Grian close, Scar laid back along the couch, so Grian was laying down on top of him.
He returned his fingers back to Grian’s wings, keeping his touch light. Grian was giggling once again, barely audible and muffled into Scars robe.
Scar let out a content sigh, and he relaxed back into the cough himself, ready for the two of them to get some much deserved sleep.
Feeling Grian shift in his grasp, Scar opened his eyes only to see Grian’s eyes already on him.
“Thank you Scar,” Grian whispered as he nuzzled back into his chest.
“For everything.”
#mcyt tickle#mcyt tickle fic#mcyt tickles#hermitcraft tickle#lee!grian#ler!scar#ler!goodtimeswithscar
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Have you seen a rift?
I'm not sure if it was a rift but I saw something odd last time I was in town?
#not sure how visable it is but those are grian scar etho and pearl#onceler#onceler askblog#the lorax#the onceler#the onceler fandom#askblog#lorax fandom#once ler#lorax#anon#hermitcraft
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Xisuma had enough
Ler- Xisuma
Lee- Grian
'....' = throughts ''...''= talk ......= 3 person
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X had enough that Grian call him X-Eye-Suma so he tought the pisky bird a lesson
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''Hey X-eye-suma!!'' said grian while he flies by Xisuma. 'its really getting anoying that he says my name extra wrong.'
X throught about a way to teach the pisky bird to say his name right and than came the idea in the mind about something that scare told about grian. X smirkt at the thought and call Grian to him because he wanted to make a deal for something.
After 5 minutes Grian lands on the ground in front of Xisuma but backwards he wanted to trun around but after a few second he sqickt and let some giggle out. ''X!!!! heheh it tihihickles!'', Xisuma just smirkt and keep soft tickling Grians Wings.
''what is my name grian??'' said x with a teasing voice, ''X-eye-suma!! heheheNOHOHOHO HAHAHA Nohohot theehehere!!!'' X just tickled the middle spot from Grians wings even as know the death spot~ ''wrong''
''X?! hahahahahaha, NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!'', X blow a raspberrie on grians neck and tickled grian wings death spot. ''wrong again'' he said teasing. ''i think someone even want to be t-ti-tickled~ if this someone keeps saing my name wrong~'' Grian went light red because of the teasing and falls on his knees X follows and keeps tickling soft grian wings.
''XISUMA!!!! Hahahah It's Xihihisuma! hahahahehehehe he...' grian gasps for air and giggles a little bit still. ''i hope you know what happens when i hear you say my name wrong again~'' said X while petting the ghoust tickling out of Grian wings. Grian just nodded.
After all this Grian and Xisuma hang all day out and had a lot of fun.
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It's just a word
Pearl, Scott, Cleo, Jimmy
If you don't like tickling then kindly scroll off. This is platonic and SFW!
Hope all of you enjoy <3
Pearl was talking to Scott about what happened to the two, Jimmy walked up looking nervous.
"Pearl, surely you did not do that? T-that word- tickle-?" Jimmy asked with nervous laughter walking around slowly moving away from the trio. Pearl thought for a second, and nodded her head.
"I wanted to give Scott a little tickle!!" Pearl brightly said, eyeing Scott with a little playful vibe.
"it really dihihid tickle. I got to say" Scott agreed, leaning into Cleo.
Cleo noticed the atmosphere, and look on Jimmy. It looked childish, embarrassed. She just had to bring it up to the conversation.
"Ello, you two, this person here seems to be embarrassed!" Cleo said, out loud. Pearl and Scott fake gasped.
"Is someone feeling flustered of the word tickle?" Pearl teasingly asked Jimmy wriggling her fingers. Jimmy embarrassed shook his head, and yes. Flustered.
"noho! Stop thihihis!" Jimmy stepped back even more, already giggling.
"You know I think your buddy will also want some tickles!" Scott joined in the fun, laughing.
"I'm leheheheheaving!" Jimmy panicked, and ran laughing in the opposite direction.
The trip got up, and chased after Jimmy playfully.
"Come back hereeeeeee" Scott's words whistled through Jimmy's ears causing him to burst with laughter. He then spotted Grian. And giggly Jimmy ran towards him, went up to his base and hid.
Grian not knowing what on earth is happening, face to face with Scott , Pearl, and Cleo.
"G, did you see a very giggly Jimmy go through your base?" Scott casually asked Grian.
Grian catching the situation, shook his head anyway.
"I see" Scott replied to Grian's actions. "you little gremlin, come here!"
"Jimmmmyyyyyy" Cleo tuned in.
Scott began tickling Grian's wings causing him to break into giggles. Scott stroked Grian's wings softly back and fourth, the touch of Scott's fingers caused Grian to giggle.
"okhhehehahaha! WAHAHAHAHIT-! He whehehen up stahahahahairs!!!" Grian admitted, shaking his head with ticklish angry flowing through him.
"thanks G!" Scott hugged Grian, giving him some back tickles. Making Grian lightly laugh.
Pearl walked over chuckling, rubbing Grian's wings to remove the ghost tickles. And continued the tickly race with Jimmy. Cleo grinned.
Jimmy can hear the three walking up the stairs, and heard Grian's laughter. With no notice...
"Found you!" Scott said surprising Jimmy.
Causing Jimmy to squeal in laughter, as the tickling began.
"Jimmy it's just a word! Tickle!" Pearl said to Jimmy tickling his neck.
"Nnohohoho" Jimmy disagreed through his laughter.
"You silly little thing" Scott sighed, and tickled his hands.
"Hahahaha!" Jimmy giggled.
Cleo tickled his neck as well.
"tickle tickle tickle, Jimmy" Cleo softly said.
The soft tickles put Jimmy to sleep, and the group was in aww, and instant protection. They put Jimmy to bed in Grian's base. Which Grian very much agreed to.
"He needed that" Grian said, hearing his friends adorble laughing, walking up the stairs. Leaning against the door beaming.
"Yup" Cleo beamed back.
"night everyone" Grian softly called.
"night!" Pearl sleepily whispered as she went into her land of dreams.
"Goodnight Grian, night Scott" Cleo replied sleeping on her bed, smiling.
Scott who hummed a reply back slept well.
The cozy and warm atmosphere filled the room, and the others decided to sleep as well on their beds.
#double life tickle#Hermitcraft tickle#lee!solidarity jimmy#ler!scott#ler!pearl#lee!grian#ler!zombie cleo
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Hippie!Grian x Once-ler!Mumbo Jumbo disappearing off of wattpad legitimately deserves one of those lost media video essays
#grumbo#hermitshipping#<- thats as a cw tag.. my apologies to innocent shippers getting this in your tag#🌙
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I am actually going insane over soulmate tickles gisicjos thinking so hard about this actually I want to draw it so bad
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GO FOR IT GO FOR IT OMG AND PLS PLS SHARE IF YOU MAKE ANY OHHH MY GOSH /nf
I loveeee talking abt soulmate tickles so much goodness gracious.
Etho and Joel are my favorite to hyperfixate on for soulmate tickles, like both of them are just so pure and giggly like you can’t tell me they wouldn’t be the target attack of the other soulmates.
Grian and Scar would too they are another like team that would end up being targeted for tickles.
Both of them as well would dish it out but not be able to take it yknow, like Joel would tickle Grian and Scar would take that personally and tickle Etho and it would just wind up in this giant tickle fight where they are all just laughing on the ground together like lunatics.
Grian and Scar trying to figure out where Etho is hiding since he’s sneaking around when they see Joel and go after a tickle attack on him and all the sudden they hear a yelp from around the corner and someone falling over.
I would see another situation of Grian and Scar trying to find if Etho is ticklish and where he is ticklish since the man is so private and secretive and so they bribe Joel into letting them tickle spots on him to figure out where Etho is ticklish heheh.
So they like take Joel and run off with him while Etho is like outside a locked door or sumn going on “lemme in what are you doing to Joel??” And all the sudden Etho feels like a tingling sensation all around his tummy and Grian and Scar hear him like hit the door and slide down it before he starts giggling and going “wahahahait nohohoh.”
Joel sitting there between Grian and Scar, both like being ticklish himself but also wanting to find out where Etho is ticklish so like pointing to spots on himself and going “try here.” And then hearing a screech on the other side of the door.
They eventually open the door since Etho is no longer in a position to fight back with them so he just lays on the floor while they softly tickle Joel on his sides, say Joel isn’t even that ticklish on his sides but Etho really really is, so while Joel is just like “haha that tickles.” Etho is like hugging himself and clawing at the floor since it tickles so bad.
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lol oops I meant to respond to this with sumn small and went off on a tangent, I’m sure you guys like it when I go off on rants abt tickles tho since you get a bunch of new tickle content so, your welcome. 😌
#tickles#tickle talk#ghostleetickles#ghostleebeingagremlin#tickle#lee#ler#tummy tickles#lee!etho#lee!ethoslab#lee!joel#lee!smallishbeans#ler!scar#ler!goodtimeswithscar#ler!grian#life series tickle#double life tickles
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A laugh for me, a laugh for you
Ficlet!
SFW tickle fic!
My first ever fic in the new year I feel super super happy about it!
🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱
It's a brand new day in Hermitcraft. Everyone on the glorious, and beautiful mountain full of cherrie trees was laughing, and playing tag with one another.
The joy and laughter in the air made the atmosphere feel pleasant and light-hearted. It was so much fun and positive energy to be in!
That was until Grian bumped into Gem in the game of tag among Joel, Gem, Impulse, Pearl and Scar.
Grian turned his eyes to Gem who had a ambitious and cheeky grin on her face. Grian knew what idea Gem was planning in her head Grian will have to look out for it.
Gem inched to Grian's side and lightly poked her index finger. Grian flinched and tried to stop himself from jumping 10 feet into the air.
Grian's face was blank.
Unmoving.
Still.
Gem studied Grian's face in her headspace and she tilted her head playfully and laughed whole heartily. Grian cringed in the inside watching his friend laugh happily because of his own frozen face.
“Oh, Grian! Why aren't you moving?! Aren't you meant to be the little bird that jumps around allllll the time?” Gem hops to side to side and lifts her arms up, then playfully spins to a rotational circle and stops to face Grian.
Grian chuckled sheepishly and he wobbled because of balance and maintained his standing on the ground. “W-well yes. You surprised me. I thought you was going after Scar!”
Gem shook her head wholeheartedly and placed her soft cosy palm on Grian's shoulder rubbing his shoulder blades gently.
Grian tensed up feeling the light tickling sensation and giggled silently completely forgetting to be frozen on the spot.
Gem laughed with Grian happily and gently tagged Grian into her hug. And Gem wiggled her fingers softly on Grian's forearm and Grian's precious laughter filled the mountain.
“Gehehehem, that tickles!!” Grian laughed bubbly and squiggled left to right as much as he can to avoid Gem's playful fingers.
“Tickles? Well, of course! That's what I'm doing silly!” Gem grinned comfortingly and blew a raspberry on Grian's neck.
Grian bursted into happy giggles and he bounced in all directions in Gem's comforting arms.
“I'll be sure to get you back next time” Gem giggled and released the giggly puddle of goo on to the ground. “A laugh for me. A laugh for you!”
Grian blushed in shyness at Gem's teasing sentence. Grian watched, Gem run along to go after another Hermit and Grian giggled seeing all the chaos going down.
This is going to be a fun game of tag!
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Was making an enemy team for my Rwby ocs to fight in the tournament. I came up with the perfect team. Team GBLT(Goblet) Grian, Bill, Lester, and Tabula. An all male team from Atlas.
All based on Tumblr sexymen.
Grian based on Wheatley from Portal, his name is just grain with the vowels mixed up. Bill based on Bill Cipher, his full name is Bill Codin as in code. Lester based on the Once-ler and Tabula based on Sans, Tabula is a font. And my favorite fun fact, the team name comes from tumblr as well, a tumbler is a type of cup.
Oh that's fucking CURSED I love it
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Grians laugh puts me in such a ler mood like why the fuck you laugh so fucking cute. who gave him permission to do that
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*drops this and runs*
In short term Mumbo wanted to tickle Grian and Grian was like "oh... Okay then- hHaha-"
Then this happened
Hope y'all like my art ^^
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I understand, I do have other prompts
(Intense Tickles) Lee!Grian and Ler!Scar and Ler!Mumbo
Prompt: Grian being the mischievous bird he is pranks both Mumbo and Scar, with Mumbo it’s messing with some of his red stone contractions, for Scar, it’s taking and hiding Jellie
Both think Grian went a little to far and so they team up to teach him a lesson
Both knowing that Grian’s wings are more then just sensitive and that Grian is the most stubborn person you’d meet, they attack with tickles to his wings until he apologizes, which is definitely not what’s going to happen
Aaaaaaa I feel so bad your prompts are so good but idk who Grian and Mumbo is 😭😭😭 I only know dsmp streamers I'm so sorry for making this difficult ahdksbksns
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