🍂 All Hallows Eve 🎃

˚₊⊹ I post tickle art and fics here, but it won't be very often! I will however reblog tickle stuff I find and like a lot. I'm also multi-fandom, so whatever I post may be stuff I'm interested in at the moment! ・I do requests occassionally depending on if I have the energy to fulfill them! Don't expect fast responses though, hehe (and I will let you know if I can't do a request, you won't be ignored!) ・Any fandom-related stuff I post I will NOT use the main fandom tags! You gotta search for this stuff lolz >:3 ・I won't like-like tickle related posts or follow-back tickle blogs in order to keep my anonymity, since this is a side-blog, not an account lol

˚₊⊹ BASIC DNI APPLIES TO THIS BLOG!!!! I also ask that people who consider tickling a FETISH or makes NSFW of it to kindly not interact with me!! I see it as a fun/caring bonding experience, and it makes me uncomfortable to see nsfw of this stuff! :'3 ・PROSHIPPERS EXPLODE. NOW!!!

🍂 Ler!Infected, Lee!Pest

"Hello :D!" Infected quickly ran into the elevator, almost frantically as he avoids the infected parts and right after he enters, the elevator doors close. He was almost too late! He let out a quick breath of relief, wiping his nose clean. His allergies were acting up today, and it was getting annoying.

He looked around the elevator, his eyes instantly finding themself on his boyfriend across the elevator: Pest. His eyes lit up and he waved his hands, but was greeted with silence. It was like Pest didn't even awknowledge he was there.

Infected cleared his throat loudly, letting out a wet cough because of it and quickly rubbing his throat as if it hurt. He took in Pest's posture and noticed how they were leaning very heavily against the elevator sidebars, and Infected had a bit of worry creep onto him.

He slowly approached and tapped Pest's shoulder, and Pest instantly snapped his head up in surprise, whipping around to look at Infected, who was smiling up at them.

"Are u doin' okay, Pesty?" Infected tilted his head up at him, taking note of how tired and disheveled Pest's appearance looked. It seemed to him like he hadn't slept in days. Which was probably an exaggeration on his part, but still.

Pest responded with a soft grumble, turning away and leaning against the elevator wall again. Infected frowned, the worry, along with frustration, growing the more Pest seemed to avoid him. He hated when they got like this, since it usually meant something was wrong.

Infected huffed. "Well, be a lil grumpbug then." He crossed his arms and pouted, moving back across the elevator and leaning up against the wall, keeping his eyes on Pest.

They stayed quiet the entire ride, and after around 20 minutes the elevator dinged once again, but this time Pest quickly got off, leaving with such haste that Infected barely even registered they left.

He ran after Pest, letting out a surprised "H3Y!". Pest stopped and turned around, growling at Infected, making him stop in his tracks.

"Leave me alone, will you? I have things I need to do." they chittered, his red eyes glaring at Infected. He took note of the small wince he made, and felt a tiny bit of guilt, but it was instantly brushed off.

Infected backed away, intertwining his fingers together nervously. "O-okay. Meet bacc up at ur place l8r, then?" He sneezed weakly, a bit of glitchy snot coming out of his nose, which he quickly went to wipe up before it got too messy.

Pest watched him wipe the snot away, his eyes narrowing. They turned away and waved their hand dismissively, letting out a quiet "I do not care." before walking off.

Infected stood there for a minute, before turning back. The elevator was gone. He was quiet for a second before stomping his foot and yelling "G0D ######!"

A few hours later...

Pest entered through his home's door, hissing as his horns got snagged on the door frame because of his haste. Infected heard the noise and peeked up over the back of Pest's couch, letting out a quick sneeze as the dust kicked back up from the door.

"Look who is fiiiiinally bacc!" Infected let out a quiet giggle as he watched Pest walk towards him, not caring about the pissed off look he was receiving. He heard a small grumble escape Pest, before their eyes softened, their face now looking exhausted, all traces of anger gone.

Infected's smile disappeared at that sudden change and he got up, arms extended as if he were about to hug Pest, but not going any further in fear he would upset them more. "How's meh buggy doin'?"

A growl in response. Pest went past Infected and went to his bedroom, leaving Infected with his arms wide. Infected huffed and lowered them, thoughts running through his head about what to do to make Pest feel better.

Baking? They looked too tired for that, might set the kitchen on fire. Snuggling? Infected would like that, Pest might not if they're this upset. Then a memory popped up in his head, which gave him an idea. He'd probably get a few bites and claws for this little plan, but honestly, he'd been meaning to get his revenge anyways, regardless of the price.

Infected quietly followed in Pest's footsteps to the bedroom, peeking in. Pest was laying on the bed, eyes staring up at the ceiling. He had nothing but shorts and a t-shirt on, his hoodie and pants thrown in random spots as if he didn't care where they would end up after taking them off.

Infected knocked on the door, Pest didn't respond, so he used that opportunity to walk in, closing the door behind him. He scooted over to the bed and got on it next to Pest, looking down at him. "...Bad day?"

Pest looked up at him, letting out a small grunt in response. Infected smiled and got closer, wrapping Pest into a tight embrace. Pest sighed and leaned into Infected. Which that simple gesture told him it was safe to do his plan.

Infected quietly trailed his fingers across Pest's arms, almost basically massaging them as he used his nails to get into the small grooves. Pest sighed softly, relaxing against him, stretching their arms out so Infected could get to them easier.

Then he struck. Infected's fingers the moment Pest stretched his arms out went to scribble in the small space right between both sets of his arms, knowing that was a weak point. And it instantly got Pest going.

They squirmed frantically, grabbing at Infected's hands as they scrunched their face up, mandibles clicking together rapidly. They were struggling not to laugh, which made Infected want to try more.

"I'm gonna getchu!" Infected teased playfully, moving down to scratch his fingers across Pest's belly, even moving his shirt out of the way to get to his skin easier. Pest let out a high-pitched snort and kicked his legs in response, bringing them up in a vain attempt to protect himself.

Infected instantly took notice of this and adjusted himself to sit on Pest's legs. "Oooh no u don't!" He smirked at Pest's semi-shocked face as he went back to Pest's sides, earning a few small giggles as they slipped out of Pest against his will.

Pest was squirming around frantically underneath Infected, the bedsheets scrunching up in his struggles. "Infected!" He hissed out, more giggles escaping his mouth as he glared up at him, a goofy smile stuck on his face.

Infected tilted his head, cooing and moving his hands away from Pest's sides to cup his face, smiling at him as Pest's cheeks turned a deep crimson. "I'm just gettin' a little revenge!" He grinned. "U hav been a pain in da [Content Deleted] aaall day, I'm just helping out a bit!"

He giggled as Pest let out a growl at that, and he pushed Pest up into a sitting position. Infected started placing quick little kisses across Pest's neck, letting out a couple laughs along with Pest as they jerked away, laughing like crazy. "DOHOHON'T!!"

Infected shook his head, chuckling as he used his weight to pin Pest down as he brought his hands up to gently claw at the sides of their neck, being rewarded with a loud snort, a yell, and quite a lot of hysteric laughter.

Pest shook his head, pushing his shoulders up like it would do anything to deter Infected (which it didn't.) Instead, Infected blew a raspberry against their neck, flinching slightly when a shriek erupted from Pest and they pushed forward, nearly knocking Infected off.

Pest's entire body felt like it was being shocked with every touch Infected gave his neck, and he could feel his energy leaving rapidly as he let out all his laughter. He didn't want to admit it, but he was having fun, even enjoying it as he could feel Infected's affection through his tickling. It was definitely taking away all his stress, that's for sure.

After a few more minutes, Pest's laughter started getting wheezier and weaker, to which Infected instantly noticed and stopped his tickling, placing one last little kiss against Pest's neck before pulling away and flopping down on the bed next to him.

"Feel any better?" Infected moved himself underneath one of Pest's arms and snuggled up to them, moving their (now messy) hair out of the way. Pest breathed heavily, not responding in any way for a solid minute before gulping and nodding their head, snuggling Infected back.

Infected smiled at that and lifted his head up, placing a gentle kiss on Pest's cheek, closing his eyes as he laid his head against Pest's shoulder. Pest exhaled softly and closed his eyes as well, exhaustion finally overtaking him, feeling warm and safe as Infected held him in an embrace.

🍂 Ler!Pest, Lee!Infected, Ler!Poob at the very end :3

Infected yawned and stretched, snuggling closer to Pest laying behind him. They were both (or was) watching T.V. and whatever was on at the time, which happened to be some sort of cartoon about objects.

Pest was bored out of his mind, and he was getting agitated over how Infected had made them watch it and there he was, dozing off.. in his arms. His agitation lessened seeing him look so comfortable, but he needed to figure out a way to keep Infected awake since he didn't want to suffer this show alone. Their hands felt cold, and an idea popped into his head on how to warm them up.

He slowly moved his four hands to Infected's waist, stopping when he sniffled from his allergies. Pest chittered. "Psst." Infected drowsily opened his eyes, and mumbled out, "Huh? wat?" Pest smiled.

"My hands are cold, I thought you could help me warm them up?" Pest adjusted them both, shifting to half laying on Infected. "Whuh... how?" Confused, and a bit scared at their sudden friendly facade, Infected sat up slightly, head now resting on the couch armrest and looking at Pest nervously. It was never a good sign when Pest actually smiled at you, especially when it looked as mischevious as it does now.

Pest turned his head and focused on the T.V., still smiling. "Is this fine?" They moved their hands up Infected's shirt, earning a gasp from him, with a little hint of something else. A giggle, it sounded like.

"DUDE your haNDS!!! Are FREEZING!!!!!!" He shifted on the couch, not sure how to feel about the freezing cold hands laying on his stomach and sides. Other than the ice cold sensation, the soft pawpads on Pest's hands, and the blunt yet sharp claws, it tickled. Infected blushed, squirming and growing more nervous and reaaally hoping the giggles bubbling up in him would dare not escape.

Pest chuckled. "Well.. it's working. If you don't mind." He turned his head back to Infected, somewhat surprised at how flustered he looked already, but not missing the wobbly smile he was trying but failing to stop. "You okay?" They softly trailed their fingers up Infected's torso. He jolted with a soft and giggly yelp. "GEHEHT YOUR HAHANDS OHF-" Infected yelled and playfully swatted at Pest, accidentally smacking their mandibles, making Pest's head tilt down.

He growled and slowly looked back up at Infected, noticing the fear but also playful excitement in his eyes. "You asked for it." Infected moved to grab Pest's hands from up his shirt, opening his mouth to say something.. but all that came out was a shriek as Pest started tickling his belly with one set of hands, the others against his sides.

Infected bucked, making Pest decide to sit on his legs to make it where he can't accidentally kick him off the small couch. "PEHEHAHAHAAST??!????" Infected laughed, anything else he wanted to say being lost to the giggles and wheezes spilling out of him. He flailed his arms frantically since he couldn't put the energy into kicking his legs, using them to either try and stop Pest's attack on his torso, or to cover his face in embarassment. Infected couldn't remember the last time somebody actually tickled him, the closest thing to it having been from when his cat Poptart would do biscuits on him. Having his boyfriend do it to him literally? Whole other territory, exciting but scary territory.

Pest lessened the tickle attack on him, taking in his reddened cheeks from smiling so much and melting at the affection he was receiving. Infected breathed in, before falling into another bout of giggles as Pest moved his top set of arms to tracing his ears and jawline, and the lower moving down to his hips. Infected let out a squeal as they poked and scritched them, the soft fabric of his pajamas making it feel more tickly. He was so focused on trying to grab Pest's hands that he hadn't noticed that they had lifted his chin until he was forced to look straight at him. Ruby red looking into deep amethyst.

Pest stopped tickling him momentarily to plant a quick kiss on Infected's lips, finding him being shocked at it hilarious. Infected whined, smiling and covering his face.

"Hey. You. Why are you hiding your face?" Pest teased, gently grabbing Infected's arm and pulling it away from his face. "You're- YOU ARE makINg ME- SNRT-" His eyes widened at the sound he just made and the jolt he felt as his knee was squeezed. Oh that jerk.

"NOHOHOT COOL DUHUHUDE!!-" He snorted again, Pest finding amusement in it. "'Not cool dude!' Exactly why I'm doing this, I'm trying to be a warm dude." They adjusted themself, letting Infected's legs free but still squeezing and scribbling his fingers under his knees. They took note of each squeeze and the snort and giggle and laugh that it produced, surprising himself with the joy he felt making Infected laugh like this.

Pest quick squeezed one of his knees, making Infected kicked out. Pest dodged quickly, grabbing his leg. If they hadn't moved out of the way in time, he would have been socked right in the face, and Pest let out a growl at that sudden realization. "Did you just try to kick me? Did you really?"

Infected tried pulling his leg back, getting nervous at the glare he was receiving from Pest. "Reflexes!! You know! Dr. Retro has a little hammer-" His excuse was interrupted by himself barking out a laugh and bouncing at the electric sensation of Pest using a claw to scribble his socked sole. "Mhm yeah, we all know about the reflex hammer."

He tried desperately to yank his leg back but to no avail, Pest being so much more stronger than him. Infected knew he probably wouldn't last long with those claws of Pest's and the soft material of his socks, a terrifying duo he did not want to experience (although.. he wouldn't admit this, but he kinda did). His blush deepened and his heartrate got faster as Pest continued to hold down his ankle, glaring at him. "I'm sorryyy.." Infected whined.

Pest's eyes became half-lidded as he looked at him, almost with a tired expression. "Yeah. Uh huh. Sure. I'm sure you're very sorry." They quickly grabbed Infected's other ankle before he could stop them, holding both down with his top set of arms. Infected sat up fully, about to try and grab Pest but at that moment they struck his feet with soft scribbles and pokes, taking advantage of the fabric between their fingers and Infected's foot. He scream-laughed, loud enough that Pest was a bit scared one of the neighboring residents were going to come check in on them.

Infected slammed back down on the couch and tilted his head back, cackling hysterically and flopping everywhere where he could. It felt like being electrocuted, the sensations making his brain melt to where he couldn't think a single coherent thought. He wrapped his arms around his torso, not sure what to do with them anymore as he laughed his heart out. In his flailing, he ended up knocking the pillows under him off the couch, making Pest scoff. "Poob's gonna get upset seeing their pillows scattered everywhere right after they just cleaned." Infected let out a snort at that, and Pest looked up and towards his face, heart melting at how happy and at ease he looked (other than the violent flailing that was happening at the same time.) His goofy smile and joyful expression, his fluffy hair turning into a mess as he shook his head, they found it adorable.

They were surprised at how sensitive Infected was, finding it interesting all the little spots that made him tic. It reminded him of Poob, in a way, with how you could barely touch them and they'd be a giggly mess just at the teasing and anticipation alone. Pest was so into his thoughts that when he heard Infected's laugh getting wheezy in a worrying way, he snapped out of it and and they stopped their onslaught on his feet, letting his ankles free.

Infected instantly gasped for air, giggling hysterically and quickly pulling his legs up to his chest. He sniffled and wiped the tears off his cheeks, feeling lightweight and dizzy. Pest slithered up to him and wrapped his arms around him, resting their head on his shoulder, their hair tickling his neck and making Infected let out breathy hiccups.

After around 10 minutes of just laying together in an embrace, they both stilled at the sound of the door unlocking, opening, then closing, and they both nervously turned to look in the doorway. Poob stood there, holding a few bags of groceries and hair ruffled with a few bits of snowflakes on their jacket. "Seriously? On the couch?" They laughed, setting the groceries down on the breakfast table. Both Infected and Pest blushed, Infected scrambling and falling off the couch ungracefully and making Pest laugh.

"Pest was tickling mEeeEe!!! Under the guise of WARMING HIS HANDS." He said dramatically, leaning against the couch and wiping his face, not even trying to stop the smile that formed on his face at the realization of what happened settled in. He felt like his heart would burst if he even dared to look at Pest.

Poob smirked and leaned on the doorway threshold. "Oh, was he?" they said smugly, moving towards Infected and wiggling their fingers. He yelped, scooting away from Poob's fast approaching figure but accidentally falling right into Pest's arms. He trapped him, grinning as Infected struggled and Poob closed in on him. "Poob has been out in the freezing cold, you should also let them warm up." He teased, making Infected blush and stammer, his voice getting high pitched. "t-thErE'S NO WAY THAT actUALLy WORKED????"