Soft Sirens

~ A/N: So it's been a while once again, but I have broken free of writers block thanks to this art by @cloudysfluffs that has inpired this little iron lung fic.

I've only seen the movie once, and it was like a week or two ago, so my timeline of when specific events happen isn't great so forgive me for it not completely fitting canon but oh well, I'm kind of speedrunning the movie into this 😅 and yeah the ending to this is kinda stupid but I thought it was funny. Anyways.

Hope you enjoy!

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Tagging @marsingtonn, @floofyquenchiest, @raise-a-gla55-2-fr33d0m, @paranoid-artist, @shotoandhamiltonchaos

woah

Well, would you look at that-

I saw this on normal tumblr and thought that would be a fun thing for the tickle community!

Create your tumblr blog in this picrew and reblog with your blog sona!

Here is mine:

Honestly, this may be added to one of my FAVORITE PICREWS EVERRRR. Look at dat! And since it’s asking what my “blog” would like, I would guess it’s a fusion of me and my OC Coolstar. Honestly, it makes sense. Shes basically the face of my blog, BUT, I still own it, so it’s only fair for us to fuse together for something like this! :D

You're doing this community a great service with your Welcome Home fics

"Ohohoho" Barnaby chuckled lowly, looking over at the grinning yellow puppet who just had the absolute audacity to throw a pillow directly at his face, knocking his pipe askew and sending it to the ground. "Kid, I'll make you regret that." Wally huffed, rolling his eyes and brandishing another soft feather-filled pillow like a weapon. He stuck out his tongue, blowing a quick raspberry in the blue dog puppet's direction. "Come at me, I dare you."

Barnaby stood up.

Instantly Wally's eyes widened in surprise, letting out a squeak as the larger puppet started to approach him. Every bit of cocky confidence seemed to leave his body in an instant.

"W-Wait! Barnaby! I-I asked you nicely to stop smoking inside but you didn't wanna listen and-nohoho Barnie! Stay away!"

The yellow-faced puppet chucked the pillow at the rapidly approaching blue beagle, missing him by a mile in his haste to scramble away.

"Oh no, you don't." The beagle huffed as he reached out and scooped up the smaller puppet as he tried to escape, holding him in his arms he made his way back over to the couch, plopping down with the squirming painter in his lap. "Now you're gonna sit here and have the audacity to throw a pillow at me? Me of all people, your dearest best friend? And if that wasn't bad enough, you're gonna make a nasty face at me! Now when did you get so sassy?" Wally giggled, squirming in Barnaby's lap, though the grip the fluffy blue dog had on him, while gentle, wasn't giving him any chance of escape. "Let me gohohoho!" Barnaby shook his head. "Oh, not a chance! You are way too sassy to be my Wally, so clearly you are an imposter! Now I know you're hiding my Wally in there somewhere, where is he huh? Where you keepin' him?" Adjusting his grip slightly to keep the squirming puppet settled comfortably in his lap, the Beagle used his free hand to gently poke and prod the painter's plush belly and sides. "Is he in here? Huh? Huh? How about...here! Oooo or maybe here?" Meanwhile in his lap, Wally was a squirming mess of giggles and squeaks, eyes scrunched up and mouth opened in a wide grin, the painter desperately tried to grasp onto his friend's larger paws, pushing at them with no avail. "Nahaha! Nohohoho! N-No ticklihihhing!" The blue beagle rose a single brow. "No tickling? But i thought you loved tickling! I mean just look at how much your laughing! You look like you're having a blast!" Wally squealed, giving up trying to push at his friend's paws in order to cover his face, which was quickly getting redder by the second, with both his hands. Barnaby chuckled fondly, wiggling his fingers in Wally's now exposed underarms. "Aw come on kid, none of that now. Let's see that smile of yours!"

The blue-haired puppet snorted loudly, clasping his hands down quickly to his sides.

"Ahahahehehee! Barnabyhehe!"

"Barnaby? Oh no, my dear Wally you are mistaken, I'm not Barnaby right now.....I'm the tickle monster!" With a playful growl, the blue puppet formed his paw into the shape of a claw, before bringing it down to gently claw at Wally's stomach, tickling him now in earnest.

Wally's giggles quickly became full-blown cackles and snorts, frantically shaking his head back and forth as he squirmed. Messing up his usually neat and gelled-up hair, which was now dangling loose and sticking up all over the place.

Barnaby's cheeks hurt from how wide he was smiling at his friend's endearing reaction, that and the fact he had yet to ask for him to stop. The beagle gave a fond shake of his head, chuckling softly.

He abruptly stopped his attack, leaving Wally giggling quietly in his lap. After a second of catching his breath, the yellow puppet cracked open his eyes to look up at him in confusion. Barnaby just gave him a wide toothy grin. "Say, Wally? What's a Tickle monster's favorite snack? " Wally's eyes widened at his he let out a squeak, sputtering out frantic giggly protests, which Barnaby paid no mind to as he scooped his hands underneath his friend. "Raspberries!" He exclaimed, and with it lifted Wally up in his arms to blow a big raspberry right into his belly. Nearly bursting an eardrum from how loud his smaller friend squealed right close to his floppy ears. "NahahahAHAHA! BarnabyHEHE!"

Picking up on the wheeze in his friend's voice, Barnaby stopped. Carefully lowering his quietly cackling companion back down into his lap, placing him there and simply leaning back against the couch cushions and letting the little painter catch back his breath.

After a moment, his gradual titters finally faded away. Leaving him red-faced and curled up in Barnaby's lap, with a groan he lifted both his hands up to cover his face.

"Why are you so mean?" He whined, causing Barnaby to let out a laugh.

"Me? Mean? You say that as if you weren't not telling me to stop." The rest of what he had to say was drowned out by the blue-haired painter's flustered whining and threats of revenge.

Barnaby chuckled, bringing up a large paw to pat the top of his friends head.

Just going to come back from the dead to show off my Welcome Home OC, Bella!

feel free to just use these questions while talking to other community pals or leave asks for people! but please don’t pressure anyone to answer. have fun with these friends 💞🌻

lee truths

What’s your favorite spot to be tickled?

What is your worst spot? Do you like or dislike being tickled there?

What is your personal biggest tickle themed fantasy?

Have you ever dreamed of being tickled? Do you remember what happened?

Being restrained or unrestrained? If restrained, simply on a bed or in stocks?

If you had the choice, would you rather start being tickled with socks on or off?

Have you ever told anyone outside of this community that you like being tickled?

What was your first memory that made you realize you like tickling?

Have you ever been tickled? Was it just a little squeeze to the side or an actual session?

What are your top 5 spots? Do you have any secret ones you don’t tell anyone about?

Can you self tickle?

Do you prefer tools light like feathers or rough like a hairbrush?

Do you get easily flustered? What does it take to get you that way?

lee dares

I dare you to reblog a post you specially reblogged because of how flustered it made you

I dare you to tag a ler that you want to be tickled by. Be respectful!

I dare you to try running a hairbrush up and down your foot (@ all my lee pals i’m sorry i was running out of ideas)

I dare you to tag the first ler that comes to mind and tell them you want them to tickle you

I dare you to look around your room, find a random object and attempt to tickle yourself with it

I dare you to send an ask to any ler telling them how much you appreciate them and what they bring to the community. On or off anon

ler truths

What is your personal favorite spot to tickle?

As big and tough as you try to portray yourself, do you have a worst spot? Where is it?

What is your personal biggest tickle themed fantasy?

If you could tickle anyone in the world, who would it be?

Do you prefer a lee to be restrained? To what degree?

Do you like tickling/starting a session with a lee wearing socks or not wearing socks?

Have you ever told someone outside this community that you like tickling?

What is your first memory that made you realize you like tickling?

Have you ever tickled someone? Was it just a little squeeze to the side or an actual session?

What are your top favorite possible tickle spots on a lee?

Do you ever find yourself wanting to be tickled? Or do you feel 100% as a ler?

Do you prefer tools light like feathers or rough like a hairbrush?

What is your favorite method of teasing?

ler dares

I dare you to post your personal way of teasing. Audio, text post, the choice is yours

I dare you to reblog a post that made you flustered

I dare you to look around your house and try to find an unusual tickle tool and post a picture of your findings

I dare you to post/reblog a picture or video that best shows what your dream session looks like

I dare you to send an ask to any lee telling them how much you appreciate them and what they bring to this community. On or off anon

I dare you too attempt to self tickle yourself. HAH, it seems the tables have turned