Tickle Fanfics

Cuphead / The Cuphead Show

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Despicable Me

On My Block

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OKAY I LOVE THIS PROMPT so I had to do it right away!!!! Hope you enjoy!

THE FIRST LOSS

The Devil couldn’t believe this.

Somehow, a cup had managed to interfere with his plans. And just when he thought he might have a chance to make him pay and (rightfully!) collect his soul, King Dice had lost — for the first time ever.

He was fuming, but even he knew that it wasn’t fully Dice’s fault. He’d done everything in his power to try and collect Cuphead’s soul, but things had gone wrong. Even the Devil himself had tried to re-capture Cuphead’s soul, and he hadn’t been successful. So could he really blame his right-hand man?

Of course he could.

“I heard you had your first loss today.” His tone was oddly calm, trying to lure Dice into a false sense of security. “A loss to a certain… cup.”

Dice visibly trembled, and he looked up at the Devil, sweat dripping down his face. “I… I’m sorry! But I-I tried, and I’ll do better next time, I p-promise!”

The Devil simply scoffed, twirling the pitchfork around in his hand. “Oh, I know you will… but I need to be certain.”

Dice paled. “What do you-”

He never finished his question. The Devil had pointed his golden pitchfork towards King Dice, who let out a small yelp of terror as he was pinned against the wall. Letting a satisfied smile spread across his face, the Devil manifested four more arms, holding the trident in one of his six hands as he advanced towards his right-hand man.

“You see, Dice…” The Devil slowly stepped closer and closer solely for the purpose of scaring him. “You can’t escape. This is how Cuphead should have felt, but you let him go. For that, you will suffer.”

Dice stammered out a reply that sounded like a plead, but the Devil ignored it. “It’s almost laughable, the fact that he keeps getting away. You like to laugh, don’t you, Dice?”

King Dice seemed confused for a solid five seconds before he realized what was going on. His eyes went comically wide, and he shook his head rapidly. “No, no, wait! I-I didn’t mean to let him go! It wasn’t my fAHAHAHAULT!”

The Devil wasn’t the type to go easy. His five unoccupied hands had ripped open Dice’s suit, tickling him all over. Two hands under his arms, which were conveniently pinned above his head, one on each of his sides, and one alternating between his ribs and belly. No spot was safe, and there was no moving, no squirming, no escaping. All King Dice could do was laugh uncontrollably.

“BOHOHOHOHOHOSS! IHIHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!” Dice had never experienced something that was this ticklish before. Sure, every once in a while, if he had a close call on a show, he’d be tickled by the Devil, but never like this… because he’d never messed up this badly before. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIHIT!”

The Devil almost seemed bored — in reality, he was enjoying himself, but he had to pretend for the sake of his character. “Oh, sure you can. In fact…” He continued his tickling as he turned his head to the side. “Henchman?”

“Yeah, boss?”

“Get his feet.” The Devil took pleasure in the clear terror that had suddenly appeared on Dice’s face. “I’m tired of doing all the work by myself.”

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Dice was losing control of his words. All he could focus on was how badly it tickled, and that sensation was overpowering.

“No?” The Devil raised an eyebrow. “Did you just tell me no?”

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” King Dice was turning red from both embarrassment and the unstoppable laughter. He tried to jerk his feet away from Henchman’s fingers, but he couldn’t move. He was forced to just take the tickling, unable to have a say in whether it stopped or not.

“Hm… well, I suppose I wouldn’t want my right-hand man completely out of the picture,” the Devil mused, letting out a dramatic sigh. “But I’m still not convinced that you’ll truly do better next time.”

“IHIHIHIHI WIHIHIHIHILL!” King Dice was surprised he was still able to communicate somewhat coherently through his cackling laughter. “IHIHIHI SWEHEHEHEHEHEHEAR!”

“You swear?” The Devil was dragging this out now, whether he wanted to admit it or not. “Are you sure?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHES!”

“But are you sure?”

“IHIHIHIHI’M SUHUHUHUHUHURE!”

“But are you sure you’re sure?” The Devil was smirking now.

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES!” King Dice was absolutely losing it, and the Devil could see it from a mile away.

“Oh, fine.” He retracted his extra arms and released Dice from his magical hold, causing his right-hand man to collapse to the ground, practically gasping for breath.

“Ugh, you’re so dramatic.” The words were spoken in the most dramatic tone the Devil could muster up. It was so much fun to mess with King Dice — just like deflecting his little comment about being his “number one.”

“Get up.” The Devil reached out a hand, easily pulling King Dice to his feet. “Put your shoes on, lackey. There’s work to be done, souls to be collected, dice to be tickled… oh, wait, that’s you.”

King Dice was blushing like crazy, but if he was called out on it, he would claim it was just from the tickle torture he’d just endured. “Y-yes, boss.”

The Devil grinned, poking Dice’s tummy one last time with the blunt end of his pitchfork before waving his hand to restore the previously-ripped suit back to normal. “Wonderful! Now that you’ve agreed, I can tickle you whenever I want! Wouldn’t that be a special episode of Roll the Dice?”

King Dice’s face turned even redder at the thought, although he tried (and failed) not to show it. Was he supposed to agree or disagree? He slowly nodded his head. “Yes, boss… b-but I’m gonna focus on Cuphead for now.”

The Devil smirked. “Good. Now, off you go.”

And with that, King Dice left the room with Henchman, leaving the Devil alone to gloat. Perhaps a similar ticklish punishment would work just as well on Cuphead…

YESSS let’s do it!!! 😈

KING DICE:

DO NOT GET ON HIS BAD SIDE

WHEN he finds out you’re ticklish (and he wILL) he will absolutely destroy you

The baddest ler there is (maybe besides the Devil it’s a tough comparison ahdkajsjks)

THE TEASING

I cannot emphasize this enough

You will absolutely lose your mind

“I didn’t know I was that funny! Ya can’t possibly be that ticklish, can ya? I could do this all day… and I will! Tickle tickle tickle!”

And he’ll just watch you with a smirk on his face just WAITING for you to beg for mercy

HOWEVER

He’s actually pretty ticklish

His suit is thick so it’s best to just… get his bare skin 😈

He’ll love hate you for it though

(Unless you’re the Devil)

(In which case you get a free pass)

He can’t take it anywhere but ESPECIALLY his ribs

His ribs will literally be the death of him

CANNOT take what he dishes out

Doesn’t beg for mercy easily, but he’ll do it if he gets too desperate

His giggles are SO CUTE by the way

Doesn’t really love it or hate it

(Okay he loves tickling others and low key kinda enjoys being on the other end but shhhh don’t tease him it’s a secret)

The revenge is always worth it 😈

THE DEVIL:

He’s the Devil, he’s not ticklish at all

JUST KIDDING THATS A LIE

Finds it super childish and it EMBARRASSED AS HELL about it

Cannot bear teasing in the slightest

But he can’t bear tickling either lbr

His armpits are HORRIBLE

(His feet are pretty bad too)

But seriously… don’t try it

EVER

He literally has the ability to GIVE HIMSELF MORE ARMS

He can wreck you in 0.5 seconds no joke

And he WILL.

He doesn’t initiate things a lot, but he will ALWAYS get revenge

It’s a great form of torture for those in Hell who have been immunized to pain… so he DOES use it sometimes

Gets tickled by King Dice WAY TOO OFTEN

Gets angry about it, leaves it be for a few days, and then destroys his right-hand man without fail every single time

And yet Dice keeps doing it (because they both love it but neither will admit it because of their stupid egos)

THE WORST

1. Where is your worst spot?

100% my hips but let’s move on XD

2. What’s the worst tickling you’ve ever endured? What made it the worst?

OKAY SO I haven’t endured any really bad tickling but this one time I was convinced by the t-word community to tell one of my friends (who had MAJOR ler energy) that I liked tickling… so I did. She was like “hehe we’ll see what happens Monday ;)” It was on a Friday, and I didn’t see her again until Monday, so the WHOLE WEEKEND I was in anticipation. When I saw her on Monday the Lee mood was SO HIGH and she just came over there and tickled me for like 2 minutes straight and it was super flustering ahdkajdjsks

3. What’s the worst tickling-related embarrassment you’ve ever felt and why?

I told one of my friends (a different one than the one above) but I was too embarrassed to actually say it so I was just like “you know… touching, but not touching, like…” and I was just all flustered and he was like “OH tickling, got it.” He was so casual and I was just like ahskajsjsjjs no you don’t uNDERSTAND SIR I WANT YOU TO TICKLE ME but obviously I couldn’t say that

12. Worst “tickled in public” experience?

I can’t think of one. I don’t know if I’ve ever been tickled in public per say.

13. Worst “tickled in front of people you know” experience?

Again, I honestly can’t think of any. The story with my cousin could count, but it seemed like I wasn’t ticklish, so… 🤷🏻‍♀️

17. Worst “someone finding out you’re ticklish” experience?

Hope you enjoy!!!

CARNIVALS ARE FOR FUN

“Cuphead, I’m not so sure…”

“You know what I do when I’m not so sure?” Cuphead grinned, grabbing his brother’s wrist and pulling him towards the carnival. “I double down!”

Mugman, not wanting to be physically dragged, reluctantly followed Cuphead. “What does that even mean?” He groaned. “We still have to paint the fence… Elder Kettle’s still mad at us because you used too much gunpowder… are you sure this is the best way to spend our time?”

“Oh, lighten up, Mugsy,” Cuphead replied with a roll of his eyes. They entered the carnival, and his smile returned. “We’re here to have fun and enjoy ourselves! Come on, let’s ride that roller coaster!”

Mugman rose an eyebrow as he looked up to where his brother was pointing. It was a tall roller coaster, but he didn’t want to admit how scared he was, so he put on a brave face. “Fine, but we have to hurry. We were supposed to get more paint from the store, not go to the carnival.”

“But you’re here now!”

The unexpected voice made both boys jump. Mugman whirled around, saw the clown standing in front of him, and gasped loudly. Cuphead simply chuckled, patting his brother on the back supportively.

“Sorry about him. He’s just a bit jumpy.” Cuphead grinned up at the clown. “I’m Cuphead! This is my brother, Mugman.”

“Nice to meet ya!” The clown smirked down at them, a slightly mischievous expression coming over his face. “I’m Beppi… and you wanna ride the roller coaster, don’t ya?”

“Of course!” Cuphead was practically jumping up and down with excitement. “Can you get us on? Please?”

Mugman, who hadn’t said a word since seeing the clown, finally spoke up. “Not to inconvenience you, but… yeah. We need to get on now so we have enough time to get back and paint the fence.”

“Oh, ease off already!” Cuphead poked Mugman in the stomach, causing him to let out a small squeak. The clown noticed immediately and grinned.

“He’s ticklish?”

Cuphead smirked. “Very.”

Mugman’s eyes went wide before he started to back away. “Hey! We’re not supposed to be here, so can you get us on the ride before-“

“Mugman!” Beppi exclaimed, seizing him and holding his wrists above his head firmly with both hands. “You ain’t followin’ the rules of the carnival!”

“There are… rules?” Mugman pulled at his wrists, but he was unable to get free. At this point, he knew what was coming; he just wished they’d get it over with already. If Elder Kettle knew they were here… he shivered at the thought.

“Of course there are rules, and you’re breakin’ the first one, Mugs!” Beppi replied matter-of-factly. “Rule number one: leave your worries at the door! Guess your brother’s gonna have to tickle ‘em outta you…” He winked at Cuphead, who had already positioned himself right in front of Mugman.

“Guess so.” With that being said, Cuphead dug into Mugman’s armpits, causing the younger to squeal and let out a stream of laughter.

“GAHAhahahah! Cuhuhuphehehead!” Mugman managed to get out, trying to kick his brother while simultaneously trying to free his wrists. Neither method worked, and he was forced to just stand there and take the tickling.

“A little more,” Beppi advised, tightening his grip.

“Don’t gotta tell me twice!” Cuphead moved his fingers down to Mugman’s ribs, eliciting a yelp followed by more helpless laughter.

“Plehehehehease!” What he was begging for, Mugman wasn’t quite sure. His face was red, both from embarrassment and the endless laughter. “Wehehehe dohohohon’t hahahave tihihihime fohohor thihihIHIHIHIHIS! CUHUHUPHEHEHEAD! NOHOHOHO!”

The increase in his laughter was caused by Cuphead’s fingers working their way under Mugman’s shirt, digging into the flesh of his sensitive belly. Cuphead was grinning evilly, and Mugman was practically snorting as he laughed.

“Oh, what fun!” Beppi chuckled. “Lemme in on this…” Quickly, he released Mugman’s wrists, but before he had the chance to put his arms down, Beppi tickled his armpits, just to entice more laughter from the blue mug.

“NAHAHAHAHA!” And with that, Mugman had fallen to the ground, rolling over to try and push the attackers away. For once, it actually worked, and Mugman was able to catch his breath, glaring up at Cuphead and Beppi.

“You’re mean.” There was no real anger behind his words, of course, which was pretty obvious.

“You’re the one who broke the rules!” Beppi defended himself with a grin. He offered Mugman a hand, helping him off the ground. “Lemme get you on that ride.” He put one arm around each of them, giving them a light push. “Have fun, boys!”

Mugman crossed his arms as he stared at Cuphead. “I wanna be in the front.”

“No, me!” Cuphead shoved his way past Mugman, but was immediately pulled back, letting out a squeal when his brother’s fingers dug into his sides.

“No, me!” While Cuphead was distracted, Mugman jumped into the front seat and gave him a smug grin. “I’m not the only one who’s ticklish.”

YES! Always!!!

CUPHEAD:

Super ticklish but will never admit it

A total switch (he says he’s a ler but he’s not)

His lee moods

HIS LEE MOODS

Are the worst

He physically cannot ask for it or even mention the t-word when he’s in a lee mood

He’ll be snarky and annoying and purposefully lay down on the couch, hands behind his head, full body exposed JUST for the slim chance of a tickle attack

And if he doesn’t get it, he’ll just do his best to keep driving you crazy

(He might even initiate a tickle attack but he’ll stop super early and leave himself exposed ahskajdjsk but that’s a LAST RESORT)

As a ler? He’s MEAN

Being a sLIGHTLY older brother, he’s got natural tickle skills and he’s NOT AFRAID TO USE THEM ahdkajsksjjs

TEASING

HE TEASES SO MUCH

He can dish it out really well (but like I said above, he can’t take it)

Worst spots are his armpits and feet

(His knees are bad too)

(When he was canonically tickled on his sides in episode 6, he was super giggly and it was absolutely ADORABLE but he was also just nOT EXPECTING IT AT ALL ahdkajsjaksj)

(Imagine literally being tickled by a GHOST that you can’t see)

MUGMAN:

Ticklish as hECK

Cuphead teases him about it CONSTANTLY

(Cuphead also constantly tickles Mugman to get him to “lighten up” and blah blah blah)

And he loves it

It’s pretty obvious how much he loves it ahdkahdjaksj

He’s the type who’s too ticklish to hold back his laughter but he’ll try aNYWAY and it’s the cutest thing ok

Lee moods are common, but he usually gets his fix sooner or later

(He’ll ask for it if he gets desperate enough)

BLUSHING

Mugman blushes every time he hears the word

But he isn’t afraid to turn the tables every now and then ;)

Will sometimes launch a tickle attack on Cuphead for revenge

Knows all of Cuphead’s spots and is strategic with them

Loves to build up anticipation!!!!

Worst spots are everywhere but lbr his HANDLE ahdkajsjaksj

(Cuphead barely tickled it at all and Mugman was rOLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING)

Mugman’s tummy is just as bad!

(As well as his knees)

The Worst!

7. Of all the ways you can be unintentionally tickled, which is the worst for you (pedicures, massages, doctor’s exams, pat-downs, side-hugs, etc)?

DOCTORS EXAMS 100% HANDS DOWN

8. What’s your worst ticklish doctor’s exam experience?

Okay, so the doctor was feeling my belly, right? And that may or may not be like my worst spot so I was trying DESPERATELY not to laugh, but I was flinching a lot and making some weird faces. The doctor asked if it hurt, and I had to tell her I was ticklish. She chuckled and said, “You can laugh if you want, let it out.” AND IT FELT LIKE A LER TEASE AND I WAS DYING and so I started laughing (semi-awkwardly)… but it gets WORSE because when the doctor was done, she took her hands off my belly and I breathed out a sigh of relief like “thank god it’s over.” But THEN she SQUEEZED MY TUMMY and I straight-up squealed from surprise and it was the most embarrassing thing and ahdkhajdjwjss

9. What’s your worst ticklish pedicure experience?

I can’t think of too many since I don’t go to get pedicures often? But one time my friend and I were there and the people giving the pedicures did the thing where they scrubbed the bottom of our foot???? And I was squirming in my seat and trying not to laugh… and I turn to look at my friend and she’s just SITTING THERE, UNAFFECTED, PERFECTLY FINE!!!! And the person giving me a pedicure was like “ohhhh it tickles?” And I had to nod and blush and giggle and try not to look at my friend who was like “I didn’t know you were ticklish” abdjahskjshs

10. Worst family tickling experience?

OMG here’s a true story: I was in a really bad lee mood and so I stole my cousin’s seat on the couch when she got up — in fact, I literally laid across the whole couch, socks off, full body exposed and everything. She came back, asked me to get up, and I replied “make me.” She started to tickle my feet and got pretty much no reaction (which I regret!) because 1) my feet aren’t that ticklish when tickled as roughly as she was doing it and 2) I was trying to produce no reaction so she’d move somewhere where I was more ticklish ahdkajdjaksj, I think I ended up saying “ha jokes on you I’m not ticklish” (while blushing ofc because I CANNOT SAY THAT WORD) and she told me “maybe that’s just not your spot.” MY HEART DROPPED and I was like omg am I about to be tickled for REAL?!?!? But she just… didn’t do it. I was left in anticipation and she never did it ahdkhadkjshs

15. Worst “I genuinely hate this” tickling experience?

Ooh yes, always!!!! The cupbros are both canonically ticklish and it’s absolutely ADORABLE!!!! Here you go, hope you enjoy!

MUGMAN’S REVENGE

“I can’t believe we’ve got man handles now!” Cuphead exclaimed.

“I know!” Mugman was grinning as he followed his brother into their shared bedroom. “We’re really growing up, aren’t we?”

“Guess so.” Cuphead flopped down onto the bottom bunk. “Gosh, I’m beat. Turn off the lights, would ya?”

“Sure thing.” Mugman kept a straight face until he flipped the switch, plunging the room into darkness. A devious smirk came over his face as he leapt on top of Cuphead, pinning his hands above his head.

A yelp escaped the older brother’s lips. “Gah! Mugman! You scared the bejeezus outta me!”

When he didn’t hear a response, he let out a nervous chuckle, squirming slightly underneath his brother’s surprisingly strong grip. “Heh… you got me good, Mugsy. C’mon, lemme go.”

Mugman still didn’t say a word, letting the anticipation work its magic for a few more seconds before releasing Cuphead’s wrists. As soon as he’d done so, he dug into the cup’s armpits, tickling them mercilessly.

The reaction was priceless. Cuphead let out a loud squeal before dissolving into a fit of laughter, his arms slamming down to his sides as he rolled around, trying desperately to escape.

“MUHUHUHUGMAHAHAN!” No matter how hard he tried, Cuphead couldn’t get his brother to stop. It was especially hard to lift his arms when his armpits were being attacked.

“Yes, Cuphead?” Although it was dark, it was obvious that Mugman was grinning widely. He didn’t stop. “Don’t you remember doing this to me?”

“IHIHIHIT’S NOHOHOT THE SAHAHAHAME!” Cuphead managed to get out. It was hard to think straight when he was being tickled relentlessly, unable to get away. All he could focus on was laughing.

“Why not? Because you’re more ticklish?” Mugman teased, moving his hands down to Cuphead’s sides to give him a bit of a break. He didn’t want to kill him, just get revenge from earlier.

Cuphead’s laughter died down, but he was still giggling uncontrollably and pushing at Mugman’s hands. “Nohohohot truhuhuhue!” His face was slightly red, both from the laughter and the teasing. “Quhuhuhuit ihihihit!”

“Okay, okay, fine.” Mugman reluctantly pulled his hands back, but not before giving Cuphead’s hips one last squeeze, causing him to snort.

“You’re mehehehean.” He gave Mugman a light shove.

“Eh, could be worse.” Mugman grinned despite it still being dark. “It will be if you pull anything like that again.”

“Bring it on,” Cuphead muttered under his breath before wrapping his arms around Mugman, unable to hide a small smile of his own. “Cuddle?”

Mugman nodded instantly, resting his head on his brother’s chest. “Night, Cuphead.”