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dannystheone · 1 year

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LEE KYLE LEE KYLE

hmmm maybe he’s tryna give one of his gay ass speeches and the 3 boys are fed up and want him to shush so ofc they use the most efficient method hehe

GAY ASS SPEECH PLLSKEFNEW

OUT OF ALL THE IDEAS I HAD REQUESTED TO ME THIS WAS THE FUNNIEST

ugh i love you anon LMAKSSK PLEASE

So the summer vibes are PERFECT today so I thought we could have a pool fic!!

WARNINGS: Feet tickles and kids swearing! also kind of a long intro sorry

Kyle's New Pool! (Lee Kyle/Multiple Lers)

Kyle got a new pool installed for the summer in his backyard, but he needs to set some ground rules first!

I hope you like this! :) also I just re-read the whole thing and totally forgot Clyde existed AAA sorry he'll be in the next one

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Energetic boys piled into the Broflovski's home, yelling and shouting with excitement. They were all eager to get a glimpse of what new installment was waiting in the backyard. Kyle had said his parents put something BIG for the summer back there, and to look for themselves to see he wasn't full of shit.

"Oh Gerald! There sure are a lot of them, I wasn't expecting so many guests!" Sheila Broflovski was pretty much plastered to her wall as boys from the fourth-grade class rumbled through her front door, including even a boy wheeling in on a motorized wheelchair.

"Just set out some more chips Sheila- OOF-" Gerald Broflovski was nearly run over by the entourage of shirtless boys as they threw open the sliding glass door in the kitchen and piled outside in the backyard.

"Look! There it is!" Craig Tucker called out. All the boys scrambled to the edge of the water. Kyle wasn't lying. His parents had installed a huge glistening pool in their backyard! The grass and playground they used to have were replaced with concrete, with pillowy lounging areas and table seating off to the sides.

"It's amazing! GAH! It's so hot out here! If I don't get in the water I'm gonna die!" Tweak Tweek winked an eye as Craig turned to him and started applying sunscreen to his shoulders, already blushing from the sun.

"Where the hell is Kyle?" Stan Marsh asked.

"Yeah, should we just get in without him?" Kenny McCormick questioned.

"TIMMEH!" Timmy answered.

"Guys! I'm right here! Isn't it cool?!" Kyle showed up behind the crowd of boys with a few boxes of Capri-Suns under his arms. The fourth-grade class cheered as Kyle set the boxes down on his patio table.

"Yeah, yeah, it's kewl, now let's get in the water already!" Eric Cartman pulled on his goggles and started pulling on his floaties to his upper arms. The boys followed suit by kicking off their flip-flops and throwing their shirts off.

"Woah, woah, woah, hang on fat-ass!" The fourth-grade boys froze and looked at Kyle quizzically. Kyle adjusted his green hat, despite wearing no shirt and green swim trunks.

"Before you get in the pool, there's some rules we have to follow! My dad said if we don't pay attention to the rules, he's not gonna let all of us use it anymore." Kyle explained. The boys looked at each other before they shrugged and continued taking their clothing items off.

"Okay well, what are the rules?" Tolkien Black asked. Kyle splayed his hands to get everyone's attention, but the boys chatted amongst themselves.

"Alright! Rule number one! ABSOLUTELY NO PEEING IN THE POOL! THAT'S DISGUSTING!! I'm looking at you, Cartman!" Cartman yelled out an "AYE!" before Kyle continued. "There is a bathroom located inside the house, first door on your right!"

Kyle looked around to see if he had everyone's attention. He had the attention of Butters, Jimmy, Timmy, and Tolkien, but everyone else was either setting up their toys in the pool or talking to other people.

"Guys! Don't put anything in the pool until I'm done saying the rules! This is important!" Kenny looked up from the pool as he slowly slid on a snorkel. Kyle sighed exasperated as he continued.

"Rule number two! No running around the edge of the pool or the pool area in general! It can get slippery and you don't want to fall! Rule number three! No diving headfirst into the pool, even in the deep area! You can hit your head and get hurt! Cannonballs are okay!" Cartman yawned loud and obnoxiously as the rest of the boys stood around and looked at their phones. Kyle could tell he was losing their attention already.

"Shut up Cartman! Rule number four! You have to put on sunscreen before you enter the pool! My mom is gonna set a timer for 80 minutes for everyone so we can get out of the pool, reapply our sunscreen, and then we can get back in!" The boys looked up at Kyle and groaned loudly.

"Dude we don't need sunscreen, the sun is good for you!" Stan complained. Craig was still helping Tweek apply his sunscreen across his back, so at least he was good. Kyle looked over at Stan with narrowed eyes.

"Dude do you have any idea how much cancer you can get from the sun?! Skin cancer is no joke! There was a study published just this year in 2023 stating that more than 2 people die of skin cancer every hour in the U.S.! 1 in 5 Americans will develop skin cancer by the age of 70! Do you want that to be you?!" Kyle pointed at Stan. Tweek fidgeted as he yanked the sun tan lotion from Craig's hands and started rubbing generous amounts all over his front vigorously.

"GAHAH! THAT'S NOT GONNA BE ME! CRAIG, HELP ME!!" Craig took the bottle back from Tweek and gently started applying more lotion onto Tweek's back as he shot Kyle a venomous glance. Kyle swallowed as he looked back at the boys.

"Dude, we'll put the lotion on. But every 80 minutes is a little much, we'll be fine." Stan shrugged. The boys nodded in agreement.

"Guys you're acting like I'm making up the rules. It's my mom-" Eric rolled his eyes and walked up to stand next to Kyle.

"Kyle, buddy, hey there. Listen, you're talking waaaaay too damn much. Let us into the pool and we can start having fun, okay? I'll deal with your bitch of a mom if she decides to give us crap." Eric clapped Kyle on the back as Kyle stared dumbfounded at Cartman.

"Bitch of a-?! Cartman this is my parent's pool that YOU'RE using, fatass! The least you can do is listen!" Kyle said angrily.

"I think we should listen to Kyle's rules, very much. His p-p-p-pee-parents are nice enough to let us use it on such a hot day." Jimmy spoke up.

"Well, sure! My dad said if I don't put on my suntan lotion every 80 minutes and get skin cancer, he'd ground me for sure!" Butters fidgeted with his hands. Kyle smiled at them both and turned back to Cartman.

"There, you see fat-boy? That's why anyone who doesn't put on sunscreen BEFORE getting in the pool isn't getting in at all!" Kyle exclaimed. The boys all stopped what they were doing and stared at Kyle and Cartman silently. Cartman cupped his chin in thought while Kyle stood next to him with his arms crossed.

"Hmm...ah, I see what you're saying, Kyle. Loud and Clear." Kyle had a triumphant face on before Cartman pointed at Kyle.

"GRAB 'EM!" Cartman exclaimed. All the boys in the fourth-grade class rushed Kyle. Kyle yelped as he was scooped up by the boys, wriggling and fighting to no avail. The boys carried him above their heads to the edge of the pool.

"GUYS! PUT ME DOWN!!" Kyle yelled out. The boys looked at each other and shrugged.

"You wanna be put down?" Stan asked a squirming Kyle.

"YES!!" Kyle shouted. The fourth-grade boys unanimously decided to set Kyle down.

By throwing his ass in the pool.

Kyle hit the water with a huge splash, causing the water to be disturbed and rippled. The boys cheered as they started jumping in after him and cannonballing into the pool. Kyle resurfaced and spit water out from his mouth.

"Pfft- GUYS! We can't be in the pool yet, we need sunscreen!" Kyle complained. Cartman waded into the pool as the boys started splashing each other with water and putting floaties and toys in the pool.

"Uh oh, guys! Kyle's still whining about the sunscreen! We better fix that!" Cartman exclaimed. Kyle turned to yell at Cartman when he felt hands grabbing his arms. Kyle turned back to see that Craig, Tweek, and Kenny started putting their hands on him. More kids were advancing as well.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing?! Get off me!" Kyle squeaked as he splashed in the pool, more kids grabbing his legs and arms and wiggling fingers into his bare skin.

"You see Kyle, I knew you were gonna make a big gay ass speech about what we should and shouldn't do before we got into your pool. As you always do such faggoty things before we're allowed to have any fun, I took it upon myself to tell the guys that if you start going off on a tangent and we need a quick way to shut you up, this was the perfect way to get it done." Cartman watched with glory in his eyes as Kyle started wriggling and giggling in the fourth-grade class's grip.

"Guhuhuys! Guhuhuys stohohohop!" Kyle giggled as what felt like hungry invasive fingers squished, kneaded, prodded, poked, spidered, and scribbled his skin. Jimmy, Tolkien, Butters, Stan, Kenny, Craig, and Tweek all zipped and wriggled their fingers into Kyle's skin while keeping his limbs spread apart. Being in the pool didn't help Kyle fight them off, and the water made his skin slick. Timmy watched with Cartman with a frown on his face.

"Uh...Timmeh?" Timmy asked. Cartman turned to Timmy, Kyle splashing in the pool behind him.

"Yes, Timmy?" Cartman asked. Timmy pulled up his phone and started recording.

"Timmy Timmy." Timmy said with an evil glint in his eye. Cartman nodded approvingly as he turned back to Kyle.

Craig held Kyle's arm away from his side and scribbled his fingers in his underarm while Tweek scritched along his ribs. Tolkien and Butters held onto Kyle's ankle and entertained themselves by stroking one finger up his foot and watching his toes clamp up. They did this over and over as it was entertaining each time.

Stan and Kenny held apart Kyle's other arm as Kenny gave Kyle little nibbles on his side and blew raspberries in his belly, which made Kyle buck and squeal. Stan scritched in Kyle's armpit while making conversation with Craig. Jimmy had Kyle's other foot all to himself. He held his ankle in the crook between his arm and his side in a headlock as he scrubbed Kyle's foot up and down with one hand. Kyle was quickly going ballistic already as 70 fingers played him at once.

"GUHUHUYS PLEHEHEASE!! THIHIHIS IHIHIS CRAHAHAZY!!" Kyle yelled out, the water splashing all around them. Kyle was floating on his back in the water being held up by the guys holding his limbs apart, so he had no leverage to squirm or escape anywhere. Kyle's eyes screwed shut as he felt fingers squish the pudge on his belly, to which he gave a loud reaction.

"Wow Kenny, you really like Kyle's stomach huh," Stan commented. Kenny shrugged and scribbled his fingers all over Kyle's tummy, reaching from the bottom of his ribs to the tops of his hips with his hands.

"Oh hey, I wanna help! Let me try!" Butters left Tolkien at Kyle's foot and went up to the opposite side of Kenny to add another ten fingers to Kyle's midsection. Kenny started scribbling his fingers in Kyle's bottom ribs while Butters dipped his fingers in Kyle's belly button and pinched his hips.

"GAHAHAHA!! NOHOHOHO!! STOHOHOP PLEHEHEASE!!" Kyle pleaded, his body getting tired with all the exertion from trying to get away from so many fingers. He was gonna have a killer six-pack in the morning.

"Aww, well he's just ticklish everywhere, isn't he! That's so sweet!" Butters beamed at Kenny while Tolkien decided to experiment and scritched his fingers underneath Kyle's knee while still pulling his leg apart. Kyle let out a loud cackle as he tried pulling his leg back.

"Hey, how's that working for you, T-T-Tolkien?" Tolkien looked up at Jimmy with a smile on his face.

"Oh, it's working great! He gets really loud when I get right here. You wanna try?" Jimmy nodded and grabbed a better hold of Kyle's leg, and started scratching his fingers under Kyle's knee. Sure enough, Kyle started pulling on both legs trying to reclaim them with this new technique.

"Hahaha, awesome!" Tolkien gave Jimmy a thumbs-up as Craig halted his tickling for a moment to stretch his wrist. Cartman pointed a finger at Craig as he sat on the steps.

"Keep going, Craig! We gotta tire the Jew out so he doesn't bitch for the rest of the night!" Cartman demanded.

"NOHOHO YOU DOHOHON'T! JUHUHUST STOHOHOP!! I'M SORREHEHEE!!" Kyle yelled out, as Craig responded in his monotone voice.

"I'm doing the best that I can. His pulling is hard on my wrist." Craig rotated his wrist before holding onto Kyle's bicep and going back to a hidden gem he found. Between Kyle's middle ribs and back where the skin joined, Craig scribbled in that one spot to make Kyle scream a manly sound. Tweek winked as he kept his tickling confined to Kyle's side.

"So anyway, Red Racer reaches the finish line right as Blue Racer does, so the judges have to go back and watch the footage to see who actually won the race. It was a nail-biter." Craig explained to Stan. Stan nodded as he listened, but mostly looked down at his super best friend getting the shit tickled out of him. He had a forced smile plastered on his face with his eyes screwed shut tightly, with an occasional pull or tug of his limbs. Stan couldn't imagine being in this situation, but he wasn't gonna be the one to stop it. What if Cartman ordered they all go after him next? He couldn't handle that.

"...Yeah, so what did the judges say?" Stan asked as he scribbled his fingers in Kyle's underarm. He noticed he didn't have to try too hard to keep Kyle's arm away from his side to reach this spot.

"We won't know until next week. I can hardly wait. Red Racer always wins every race, but it's the season finale, so it could have a different ending." Craig discussed calmly as if he wasn't tickling a wildly splashing boy with six other boys.

"Timmy? Timmy Timmy?" Timmy asked Cartman, still recording on his phone. Cartman thought about it for a moment.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Let's see." Cartman cupped his hands around his mouth and called out to Kyle. "How you doing Jew? Ready to give up the sunscreen?" He called out. Kyle shook his head bravely as he continued to laugh out.

"NOHOHOHO!! YOHOHOU STIHIHIHLL NEEHEHEHEED TO WEHEHEHEAR IT!!" Cartman shrugged as he went back to lounging in the pool.

"You heard him, boys! He wants more!" The fourth-grade class worked diligently, their fingers more energized than before.

"GAHAHAHAD!! I DOHOHOHON'T WAHAHANT MOHOHOHORE!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!" Kyle laughed out earnestly as more spots were found on him, to in-between his thighs, to his hands, to his inner elbows, and the skin above his knees. His thighs were a winner, however. Jimmy and Tolkien pulled apart his legs and hugged his knee to grip and scribble their fingers in his inner thigh, causing Kyle to squeal and cackle loudly.

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Gerald and Sheila watched from the closed slider door, smiling gently. It was a rare sight to see Kyle acting like a kid for once with all his friends.

"He gets it from you, you know." Gerald held Sheila around her waist while they watched their son and pattered his fingers along her side. Sheila twitched as she bat Gerald's hand away with a blushing face.

"Oh stop it, Gerald!~ Save it for Saturday, honey~" Sheila cooed as the two shared a kiss, and turned for the living room as their son splashed in the water.

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"CHRIHIST!! SOMEONE- *hic* so-SOHOHOHOMEONE HEHEHEHELP!!" Kyle cackled out as he felt Tolkien's fingers invade his toe spaces and Tweek and Kenny took turns blowing raspberries in his hip divets. They were having fun with this, actually.

"Wow, Kyle has a lot more endurance than I thought. If I had endurance like Kyle I would be so happy." Craig commented. Stan started to get uneasy. Kyle started hiccuping a second ago, and his red cheeks were concerning.

"Alright Cartman, that should be enough right? I mean, look at him." The boys stilled their fingers for a moment. Kyle still giggled to himself and twitched from the air moving around him.

"Aww, the poor guys all tickled out. Aren't you buddy?" Butters patted Kyle's stomach, which Kyle jerked away from reflexively.

"Buhuhutters- *hic* doho-dohon't touch me-" Kyle snickered as Butters fidgeted. Cartman stood up from the pool steps and looked down at Kyle. Kyle's eyes winced having to look up into the sun-filled sky.

"Well, Kyle? What do you say? Are we forgetting the sunscreen?" The boys waited intently for an answer; their arms still wrapped around Kyle's arms and legs while the water waved around them.

"Fuck no, fat-ass! We can't forget it, my parents will find out! Please, just put some on and we can start playing!" Kyle pleaded. Cartman sighed and gave the signal for the boys to start tickling again. Kyle felt the boys' hands around him shift and place themselves on his body.

"Wait wait WAIT! Okay okay! I'll forget it! I'll forget the sunscreen I swear!" Kyle yelled out. Cartman turned back and pointed a finger in Kyle's face.

"If I hear a single word about sunscreen or rules again from you Kyle, you're gonna get it! Alright, let him go." The fourth-graders slowly released Kyle. Kyle rubbed his wrists as the boys saw their fingers onslaught over Kyle's torso, the pink swipes and scratches on his white skin. Kyle looked to the side as he rubbed his shoulder silently.

"Well, I still need to put on my sunscreen, or I'll get grounded!" Butters announced. Kyle looked up at him.

"Yeah, I n-n-need to put on mine too, a comic always has to look his b-best!" Jimmy added.

"Hey honey, mind helping me put some sunscreen on my back? I could use it." Craig asked Tweek.

"GAH! O-Of course! Skin cancer is no joke!" Tweek winked as Craig smiled softly at him.

"We're all gonna put ours on, too." Tolkien, Stan and Kenny nodded in agreement.

"TIMMEH!!" Timmy smiled and exclaimed. All the boys started getting out of the pool to put their sunscreen on and made sure everyone was properly covered. Kyle had a huge smile on that wasn't forced on his face.

"Thanks you guys, you're the best! Now we can play all we want in the sun without getting hurt!" Kyle exclaimed. The boys all cheered and cannonballed back into the pool while Cartman rolled his eyes.

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"Aw dude, sick!" Stan shouted upon seeing Cartman at the bus stop on Monday. Cartman's face was pink with white peelies all over his ears, neck, and cheeks. He had suffered bad sunburn from the pool with no sunscreen. He rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms in a huff.

"Whatever! Sunscreen is overrated and gay as hell! I don't peel, I'll just get tan after this!" Kenny and Kyle walked to the bus stop and stood next to Cartman. Kenny burst out laughing upon seeing Cartman, and Kyle let out a few sputters as well.

"AYE! You all better shut the fuck up! I don't need any damn sunscreen!" Cartman defended.

"HE LOOKS LIKE A FAT TOMATO!" Kenny cried out. Kyle and Stan both started laughing hysterically as Cartman yelled out at them.

"I'M NOT FAT! SHUT UP!" Cartman shouted.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we get it, you big baby." Stan rolled his eyes as he clapped Eric on the back. Eric yelped as the sunburn on his back stung from Stan's slap.

"ACK! Don't do that, retard! I got sunburn-" Cartman called out, but shut himself up as his friends leered at him.

"What was that you said, fat-ass? You got sunburn?" Kyle said with a shit-eating grin as he slapped Eric's back. Eric let out a screech as he started running down the road, away from the bus stop. Well, as well as he could run anyway. The three boys easily caught up to him and slapped all their hands across his sunburned back.

"YOU GUYS- ACK! I'M SO SERIOUSLY- OW! STOP IT- ACK! STOP!- OW!"

After this experience, Cartman learned his lesson. He was never caught without sunscreen again, and abided by all of Kyle's rules before entering his pool.

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dannystheone · 9 months

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Could you please write a fic about ler!Clyde tickling lee!Jimmy?

Ah sorry this request was put in before I got on the boat! I had this idea for a while though so I thought I would flesh it out! I like summery aesthetics so I would go for a summer activity :) Also if this fic is a little lacking I apologize, I haven't written in a second so I have to get back into it :)

I hope you enjoy this!

Stop the jokes, Jimmy! (Lee Jimmy/ Ler Clyde)

The boys are spending the weekend camping with PC Principal as a summer activity. When Clyde gets into trouble, Jimmy tries to lighten the mood with some jokes. Clyde finds a way to entertain himself.

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Another log was added to the crackling fire; the embers of flame flying up to reach the dark indigo sky speckled with oncoming stars. The boys sat in a circle around the campfire, listening intently to PC Principal's scary campfire story. Their eyes were wide, not missing a beat. Smores and trash littered the area around the boys; a telling night of the activities they'd been up to that night.

PC Principal held a flashlight under his chin, the shadows on his eyes highlighting him ghoulishly. "-The man had admitted to falling in love with the woman with the green scarf around her neck. But he was too curious about the green scarf. It ate away at him, as he saw she wore it even when she went to bed. He asked her about it, and she said she would let him know when the time is right. One day, he had know what it meant. While the woman slept, the man crept up to her bedside and grabbed hold of the scarves end. He gave it a tug-"

PC Principal put his hand up in a claw for dramatic effect above his head. "-and the scarf flew off the woman's neck, sending her head rolling to the floor! MWAHAHAHA!" PC Principal cackled maniacally for horrifying dramatic effect. All of the boys rolled their eyes at the lame ending, while Butters clutched his knees and trembled.

"Bwaaah! Oh hamburgers, that was scary! I don't know if I can sleep tonight after that one PC Principal! Oh, Jesus!" Butters exclaimed. The boys, Stan, Kyle, Kenny, Eric, Tolkien, Clyde, and Jimmy, collectively rolled their eyes.

"Oh shut up, Butters. That story was lame as shit. Clyde's story was better than that one and I was half asleep." Cartman groaned. PC Principal sat up from his seat and stretched his kinked back.

"Alright everyone, listen up. We're gonna go collect more firewood before we set up camp for the night. Can't be too careful with these temperatures. Everyone, let's go." PC Principal announced. The boys sighed and got up from their seats, Jimmy turning to move as well. Clyde looked around at the moving group hurriedly.

"Oh uh, I'll stay behind with Jimmy PC Principal. It's uh...it's dark already. He could trip over a branch or something on his crutches." Jimmy gave an inquisitive look as PC Prinicpal considered.

"I'll be fine-" Jimmy started, but PC Principal spoke first.

"Good thinking. Someone needs to watch the campfire and our supplies, especially this late at night. You boys keep your head on a swivel, and we'll be back soon." PC Principal and the rest of the boys turned around to make their way into the dark woods.

Clyde snickered to himself as he pulled his Nintendo Switch out from his coat pocket. "Heheh, finally, some alone time." Clyde started up a game of Mario Kart. Jimmy looked over and pointed a finger at the console.

"Hey Clyde, I don't think you're su-supposed to have that," Jimmy commented. Clyde scoffed and started racing the computer characters in Moo Moo Meadows.

"Oh whatever Jimmy, it's not like anyone is gonna find out-"

A hand snatched the Switch from Clyde's hands like a crack of lightning. Clyde whirled behind him to see none other than PC Principal, tucking the Switch in an oversized pocket.

"And I'll be taking that. Head on a swivel, Donovan." PC Principal warned. Clyde gaped and groaned as PC Principal actually disappeared into the woods this time. The boy sighed as he laid his cheek in his palm.

"Goddammit, I try to get some fucking alone time around here. It's bad enough I'm surrounded by dudes as it is-" Clyde started, but Jimmy interrupted him.

"H-Hey, don't be down Cl-Clyde. We can still have a bah- a beuh- a beh- a banging good time with just the two of us." Jimmy reassured, but Clyde wasn't convinced. In fact, he looked even more glum than before.

"I doubt it," Clyde said simply and went back to his wallowing before the crackling fire. Jimmy was quiet for a moment before speaking again.

"Hey, Clyde. Wh-What do you call a hippie's wife?" Jimmy asked. Clyde sighed loudly through his nose while he begrudgingly answered.

"What, Jimmy," Clyde responded.

"M-Mihi-Mehe-M-Mississippi." Jimmy answered with a smile on his face. Clyde gave him a sideways glance and started throwing flecks in the fire to watch it roil and burn.

"N-Not a winner huh? T-Try this one on for size. Wh-What did one DNA say to the other- the other one? ...' D-Do these genes make me look fat'?" Jimmy joked. Clyde let the wind of the forest answer him as he gave Jimmy a blank stare. Jimmy swallowed and put on an award-winning smile.

"Wow, what a terrific audience. Okay, how about this one-" Clyde angrily swept the hair out of his eyes and splayed his hands toward Jimmy.

"God Jimmy just shut up already! No one is into your jokes dude! Just quit trying." Clyde snapped, earning a small flinch from Jimmy. The fire popped in response.

"I just wanted to make you laugh... m-my bad," Jimmy said in a small voice. Clyde looked up at him, the sadness in Jimmy's eyes illuminated by the fire. Dammit. He didn't mean to hurt his feelings.

"Jimmy I-" Clyde started, but Jimmy fidgeted in his crutches.

"J-Just forget it, Clyde. I didn't mean to get your Nin-Ne-Nintendo taken away." Jimmy said solemnly. Clyde felt bad now. He and Jimmy had never been terribly close, but he didn't want to sour any relationship between them like that. Clyde thought for a moment before a small grin showed on his face.

"Hey, Jimmy? Why are squids the funniest animals?" Clyde asked, inching closer to where Jimmy sat on the log by the fire.

"W-Well I'm not sure Clyde, why are they?" Jimmy responded innocently. Clyde set himself up on the seat next to Jimmy and prepped his fingers. Jimmy watched him warily.

"Cause of their ten-tickles!" Clyde answered and shot his hands forward to start scribbling in Jimmy's tummy. Jimmy sputtered and started wriggling immediately to get away from the fingers.

"Cl-Clyhyde! What thehe hehell?!" Jimmy twisted as well as he could with his crutches in the way, the metal pressing against Clyde's leg. Clyde scratched in various places around Jimmy's torso so he wouldn't be stopped so easily.

"You said you wanted to make me laugh Jimmy! So I'm making you laugh instead. I do have to do something to pass the time with no Nintendo, you know." Clyde said nonchalantly, while Jimmy's laughter petered over the sounds of the popping fire and hooting owls of the forest.

"Clyhyde! We cahan't be too lohohoud! Y-Yohou'll-you'll- hah!-" Jimmy tried to speak against the tickles but his stutter got the best of him. His cheeks were dusted pink at the thought of a creature becoming aware of their presence due to his raucous laughter.

Clyde smiled at his friend's attempt to escape the devious tickles. He fluffed his fingers up and down his friend's torso, pinching and wiggling his fingers in different spots to be unpredictable. Jimmy let go of his crutches to start slapping Clyde's hands away, but with the awkward positioning of how they sat, Jimmy was rendered immobile and unable to move away unless he crawled away.

"I'll what Jimmy? What's the matter, can't talk? You were talking plenty earlier." Clyde teased and fluffed his fingers around Jimmy's ears. Jimmy squeaked a manly sound and held his hands up to his ears to cover them. Clyde took advantage of that and squished Jimmy's lower tummy.

"Ahaha! *Hic!* Clyhyde! *Hic!* S-Stohop! *Hic!* I'll st-stohop mahaking johokes!" Jimmy cried, his arms shooting down to protect his stomach. Clyde was quick to scribble and tickle any spots that Jimmy left vulnerable, including getting past his defenses with ease and squishing his ribs.

"You will? I don't know Jimmy, I think you just have too many lame jokes in your system. It might take a lot more convincing to get me to stop." Clyde drawled and dotted his fingers anywhere that Jimmy wasn't quick enough to protect.

"Hehehee! O-Okahahay! I-I swehe- I- hehehee- I swhehe- *Hic!* hahaha!" Jimmy's stutter, hiccups, and laughter worked in tandem to prevent him from swearing off any further jokes. Clyde smirked as his fingers reached up to Jimmy's collarbones. Oh God- bad spot.

"Guess I'm too funny for you to stop laughing, huh Jimmy? Maybe I should be the next school comedian." Clyde wondered aloud, his fingers fluffing and tracing the collarbones under Jimmy's shirt. Jimmy turned into a turtle and tucked his chin into his neck to protect himself.

"Nohoho no no! Clyhyhyde not thehehere! *Hic!* Thahahat's a bahahad spohohot! *Hic!*" Jimmy was caught in between covering his collarbones to stop the tickles, and covering his lower tummy from getting attacked as Clyde switched to either tactic to keep Jimmy scrambled.

"Almost as bad as your jokes? I don't think so, Jim. This is pretty entertaining considering you got my Nintendo taken away. You have a lot to make up for. My Dad paid for that!" Clyde pointed out and used both his hands to scribble on Jimmy's collarbones and his tummy. Jimmy was starting to get tired from his exertion.

"I sahahaid sohorrehehee! *Hic!* *Hic!* I dihihidn't mehehean too!" Jimmy laughed and started pushing Clyde's wrists away.

"Jimmy let go!" Clyde demanded and tried to rip his hands away. Jimmy was still giggling, the residual tickles peppering his skin.

"Nohoho! Yohou'll t-tickle me again!" Jimmy pushed Clyde back on the log, just as their friends and PC Principal emerged from the dark forest.

"Boys! Are you alright? We heard noises from a mile away!" PC Principal dropped the kindling off next to the fire and walked over to the two of them. Jimmy swallowed as Clyde smiled cooly.

"Yeah, it sounded like a deranged cackling witch!" Kyle added. Jimmy's blush deepened at Kyle's comment, while Clyde's joy was elevated.

"Yeah Jimmy, why don't you go ahead and tell them what the noises were?" Clyde teased. Everyone dropped off their kindling and watched Jimmy expectantly.

"...Fuck o-off Clyde. You deserve getting your Nin-Ne-Nintendo taken away."

#south park #south park tickles #lee jimmy #jimmy valmer #ler clyde #clyde donovan #danny writes #tickle fic

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dannystheone · 11 months

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I love your South Park fics!! Can you give me some headcanons about Craig and those guys (including Jimmy of course)? Which of them are lees/lers, who’s the most ticklish, most ticklish spots, etc?

Hi anon thanks for asking! So I've actually already HC'd a few things for Craig's gang, but that was before I was able to HC for all of the boys a part of it. If you want to read my HC's for Butters, Tweek and Craig you can find it here

But now since I'm on season 20 I feel pretty good to do Clyde, Jimmy and Tolkien :)

Clyde:

-So Clyde thinks he's hot shit and he's super suave and good with the ladies right

-uh that all crumbles really quickly when he gets tickled lmao

-the most embarrassing reactions to tickling you can think of

-squeaking, squealing, kicking, snorting, high-pitched laughs, hiccuping, he goes into overdrive

-And the thing is, there are more ticklish people than him in the group, he's just dramatic LOL

-baby talk works wonders on him poor boy

-really any teasing works on him but super childish and stupid teases get him flustered (like equating the tickles to spiders or something)

-also well-taken care of nails sends him over the edge (bebe is his weakness)

-when he gets tickled long enough his ears blush and they get extra tickly

-he definitely gets tickled to tears quicker than you think

-also he was called the second chubbiest kid behind Cartman so fluffing your fingers around his pudge makes him squeal

-he lers if the other guys ler or he lers to just be a douche but he quickly recoils if you want to get him back

-his tickle spots are his armpits, his neck and his tummy :)

Tolkien:

-tolkiiiiiien

-fucking love tolkien when he was laughing at madea when she came to their school he was so cute ;-;

-I see him as more of a ler though cause I think he would be too smart to get caught in an obvious tickling situation

-but if he does get caught in one his laugh is really light and melodic

-one time he was getting tickled and his laugh was especially cute and his ler stopped out of nowhere, and tolkien opened his eyes to see his ler with this face 🥺

-he's not much of a defensive lee only because the touches are light so he just kinda twitches and curls around the ler's hand if it gets bad enough

-his tickle spots are behind his knees (killer) his thighs and one side is more ticklish than the other

-as a ler though he's pretty chill he doesn't use it for revenge or an advantage or anything

-I see him as pretty neutral either as a lee or a ler

-but as a ler he keeps it light, he's got more method and he pays attention to people's tickle spots

-he definitely laughs along with his lee their laugh is too infectious for him

-him and clyde get into tickle fights often, sometimes roping craig into the whole mess

-it's a good day in the group when tolkien has a smile on his face (which is like every day he's a happy guy :)

Jimmy:

-JIMMY!!!

-love the comic himself jimmy

-so when the gang gets into tickle fights jimmy is the narrator

-"wow what a great audience, it seems clyde stole craig's milk so clyde is totally gonna get the s-sn-sn-snot tickled out of him :D"

-of course he also throws hands himself lmao

-as someone who's in crutches he's a surprisingly agile ler

-he can target people's tickle spots really easily

-you remember the episode where he could spot the difference between the news and an ad with crazy speed

-think that but with people's tickle spots he's got infra-red in his eyes

-when it's his turn to lee though he gets nervous aw

-he starts backing up and saying that they can work this out with words no matter the context lol but he always gets got

-his crutches have to be taken away cause he will SWING with them

-but his laugh is goofy he's a silly guy

-I feel like he 'hic's between every laugh like *hic* haha *hic* hahaha *hic*

-his sides and his collarbones are REALLY bad for him

-he can't use his legs to defend himself so he's not afraid to punch people LMAO

I hope you like this!

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