Lotus' Corner

But y'know? I haven't really given you a chance to share your own DC tkl headcanons.

So let's start with Ren! What are some of the traits (you think) they have as both a Ler and Lee? *makes lil grabby hands at you* Gimme the full list! >:3

Okaayy I’m kinda winging this but I gotchu! Also, is there a new episode? I don’t recognize the last gif. (If so, NO SPOILERS!!)

So.. they are a 50/50 switch. They are the most switch to ever switch.

Lee:

-as a lee, SUUUPPEER giggly and adorable. Squirms a lil’, but doesn’t really fight it. Will protest but means None Of It.

-super duper ticklish absolutely everywhere. And also always has at least a little lee mood. Hence why they expose their entire torso. They’re trying to lure in their prey. (And yes the ler can count as prey in this scenario)

-their most ticklish spot is their armpits methinks. No reason for it, just a gut feeling.

-sometimes will purposefully be annoying to try and incite a tickle attack. Or hang upside down more than usual to expose themselves.

-They have a love hate relationship with being tickled while doing acrobatics. On the one hand, it makes them super giddy and excited bc they feel helpless (which they kinda like) but on the other hand they don’t like messing up said acrobatics and tickles will make them do so.

-VEEEERRY sassy. Will dig their own grave deeper On Purpose and will NOT regret it or take it back.

-absolutely can take what they dish out. Massive tolerance for tickles. Takes a while- or a really good technique/spot- to get them begging for real.

-love it so much because it’s silly and they’re silly. Jester!!! We love our silly GenderFluid Jester(tm) !!!

Ler:

-as a ler, super teasy and playful.

-they can be mean about it, but only if they either a: really think the lee needs to be knocked down a peg or b: the lee asks for it/wants it

-Will not be merciful about the teasing though. So much teasing. Of all kinds.

-> will change what type of teasing they use most based on the lee’s reactions or what they know works.

-big fan of all sorts of tickle games and other Silly Ler Activities.

-also a big fan of raspberries. So much silliness potential!

-> pretends to eat the lee, for example

-loves playing tickle monster.

-Will give tickles to anyone they think needs it whether the lee agrees or not

Whispering “your tummy’s so soft… is this ticklish? Is it? Hmm… I love it when you giggle like that… it doesn’t even tickle too much but you just can’t help yourself can you?” 

“Don’t worry, you can laugh if you want. I’ll just continue… kissing… kissing… oh, your tummy flinched. You like it here? You like ticklish kisses right over here?” And then pressing fluttering kisses on that spot…

I think that’s super sweet.

In fact, I find it deplorable that we don’t do that for mental/emotional wounds.

tummy time? that thing that babies do to help with devolopment? nah,

The room is quiet, filled only with the soft hum of a familiar tune. A gentle warmth lingers in the air as your fingertips ghost over a trembling tummy, earning a shiver and a barely contained giggle.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine…” you sing softly, your voice warm and affectionate. Your fingers trace delicate, fluttery patterns along their sides, just enough to send a shudder through them.

A muffled squeak escapes as you trail up to their ribs, light as a whisper. They squirm but don’t pull away, their laughter bubbling up like a melody of its own.

“You make me happy when skies are gray…”

Your fingertips dance lower, grazing just beneath their belly button, and their giggles spill out freely. They try to curl up, but you keep your touch soft and playful, never overwhelming—just enough to keep them breathless with giggles.

“You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you…”

A teasing swirl over their tummy earns a tiny gasp, followed by a hiccupy giggle. Their hands weakly push at yours, but there’s no real force behind it—just a flustered, wiggly reaction.

“Please don’t take my sunshine away…”

With the final note, you slow your movements, letting your fingertips rest gently against their quivering sides. They take in a shaky breath, their giggles tapering into soft, lingering chuckles.

You smile, brushing their hair back as they catch their breath. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” you tease, earning a flustered little whine in response.

And as they bury their face in their hands, still giggling, you can’t help but chuckle softly too.

You finally have your chance. After all the times they’ve tickled you silly, it’s your turn to get a little payback. But since it’s their first time being on the receiving end, you decide to be extra careful. You place your hands gently over their tummy, fingers barely grazing the surface as you start with the lightest, feathery touches. Just soft, slow scribbles, making sure you’re not too rough.

At first, they twitch, letting out a small, surprised giggle. You grin, encouraged by the reaction, and keep up your delicate tickling—your fingertips ghosting over their belly, tracing little shapes just to see how they’ll react. They squirm, giggles bubbling up more and more, and you can’t help but feel a little proud. You’re actually making them laugh!

But then, in the middle of their giggles, they suddenly stop.

And that’s when you realize… you’ve made a mistake.

Before you can even think about escaping, they twist around, their hands shooting out and landing right on your tummy. “Aww, that was cute,” they coo, eyes twinkling with mischief. “But this is how you tickle someone!”

Then—absolute chaos. Their fingers dig in with practiced precision, scribbling and kneading into every ticklish inch of your belly. Your breath hitches before you explode into frantic laughter, body twisting in a desperate attempt to get away. But there’s no escaping now.

“Ooooh, you’re so ticklish here, huh?” they tease, their fingers never slowing. “And you really thought you could tickle me without consequences? That’s adorable.”

You try to protest, try to fight back, but you’re too weak from laughing, your tummy far too sensitive to handle the ruthless tickling. The soft, gentle revenge you had planned? Completely backfired. Now, you’re at their mercy—and judging by the way their fingers keep scribbling, they have no plans of stopping anytime soon.

You pout dramatically, arms crossed and foot stomping with exaggerated sass, as if daring someone to test you. And of course… they take the bait.

Without warning, strong arms scoop you up around the waist, hoisting you high into the air—

“EEP!”

—before flipping you completely upside down, your fluffy hair too short to even reach the floor, shirt starting to slide upward with gravity’s betrayal.

You’re giggling already, even before the real trouble starts.

A firm arm keeps you locked in place, secure but helpless, as your shirt slips upward from the pull of gravity. Cool air hits your belly—exposed, stretched, vulnerable.

The first raspberry lands low and loud, vibrating through your skin. Your body jerks with the shock of it, laughter bursting out instantly. You twist, wriggle, kick, but there’s no escaping. Another raspberry follows, this time right on your bellybutton, and your giggles spike into frantic, breathless squeals.

Fingers sneak along your ribs in between raspberries, dancing in maddening little scribbles that make your back arch and your legs flail. Your laughter comes in hiccupy bursts now, body too overwhelmed to form any kind of resistance.

They pause only long enough for you to catch a shaky breath—then another raspberry hits, louder, longer, as you’re held completely at their mercy.

Even as you’re slowly lowered back down, dizzy from the upside-down view and the endless laughter, a final raspberry catches you off guard—one last burst of squeaky giggles before you’re finally released into a puddle of flustered, breathless giddiness.

They pick you up again, properly this time.

You crumple into their chest the second your feet dangle off the floor, legs wobbly, arms slack, your face buried against them with a helpless little whimper. The world still spins a little—whether from the upside-down chaos or the sheer amount of laughter, you’re not sure.

“Meanie,” you mumble into their shirt, voice muffled and pouty.

But your pout doesn’t last long, not with how warm and safe it feels to be scooped close, cradled properly now—like you’d originally meant. No more upside-down attacks (for now), just gentle swaying and soft hums, a hand stroking down your back, the other protectively curled beneath you.

“Uppies,” you whisper again, sleepier this time, eyes fluttering half-shut.

A quiet chuckle answers you, and you feel a brotherly kiss pressed to your forehead.

“Yeah, uppies. The right way up this time.”

And just like that, you melt in their arms—flushed, giggly, but oh-so-very content.

classic finger scribbles? check!

raspberries/nuzzling? check!

gentle strokes with a feather? check!

belly button pokes? check!

Requests are closed atm. I js made this bc I really like them

Tickle button. Lemme explain the rules.

Basically, the lee will be laid down across the lers lap or in their arms. One hand will be on their head, one hand petting their side, stomach, back, whatever spot the 2 wants. If the lee giggles at perhaps the sensation or silly this is, that activates the tickle button, leading to the ler tickling that spot for a bit. After their done the lee has a minute to calm down and go back to the pampering, BUT if the lee once again giggles, activates the button again. The ler can cheat this, so be aware. The ler can't directly tickle the lee until this button goes off, but they can tap their fingers gently or trace a spot with their nail :3

Afterward, I recommend warm snuggles and some fruitsnacks. Give aftercare. it's not very nice if ya don't.

and i don’t just mean any tickle games, i mean the most absolutely flustering and embarrassing/humiliating/p tickle games you could possibly ever play on your obviously way above the age of typically recommended lee.

baby tickle games.

like you know those games that have even possibly been played on you when you were little and or seen on a younger sibling/cousin/stranger get it played on somewhere like the well known tickle monster, a different variation of peak a boo at some times, even just lifting up a shirt before nibbling and nuzzling and kissing and blowing big raspberries on a tummy and the one that’s specifically been on my mind the most-

this little piggy.

because just picture it for a second, imagine you and your ler are just chilling maybe sitting on the couch together watching tv or doing your own things and you have your legs stretched out absentmindedly across your ler’s lap (which is already dangerous in itself) or even just near them enough for them to get the mischievous and evil idea (especially as i said earlier knowing your WAY above the age that people would usually play it on) to “innocently” properly adjust themselves before snaking their hand around one of your ankles to then gently lift it up a bit as you, of course, immediately notice making you stop whatever you were doing before to look at them in both curiosity and confusion and of course nervousness especially knowing them, but before you can even begin to ask and wonder-

“thiiiiis little piggy went to market~”

they coo and draw out in that sickeningly silly and sweet baby voice you’d use while talking to a baby or animal while grinning at you, pinching their thumb and index finger between your big toe while gently wiggling it to the syllables in the rhyme.

nervous giggles immediately start to slowly pour out of your lips after finally connecting the dots as to what exactly they are doing making a light blush spread across your cheeks in sudden panic and instinctively try to pull and twist your ankle out of their hold

“w- wahahait what ahahare you-“

“and this little piggy stayed hoooome~”

your blush increases out of pure embarrassment and a bit of anticipation as they keep that same babying tone that you secretly can’t resist and melt under as they move to pinch your second toe, wiggling it the same way as the previous one as you continue really trying to pry your ankle away like that’s gonna even do anything with the hold and or pin they have on it so all you can do is watch the flustering scene continue to unfold with a look of pure horror (cough cough excitement) on your face and in your tummy.

“this little piggy had roast beef” *wiggle wiggle*

“stahahap ihi’m too ohohold for thihis- EEHEEK”

“aaaand dis wittle piggy had noooone”

a single finger wiggles under your third toe this time, an almost silent deny to your previous remark making you shriek out a louder giggle at the sensation, your hands fly up to your face without thinking to hide yourself and what little “dignity” you have left knowing that’s all you can do now as your ankle is absolutely stuck in this position until they decide their done with you themselves.

“AAAAAnd THIS wittle piggy went….”

they announce with a high pitched voice before pausing their fingers and voice after wiggling them on your last toe. your giggles start to increase at the anticipation making you also squirm your body in place from side to side knowing exactly what’s coming next…. any second……. except it never comes. they patiently wait while giggling at you, riiiiight until you decide to slowly peak at them through slightly spreaded fingers, still giggling and blush only increased until for barely a millisecond you see *that* smile before

“WEE WEE WEE AAAALLLLLL THE WAY HOOOOME~~~~”

they finally pounce as they quickly skitter their fingers into your sole and arch and under your toes making your hands instinctively fly down from your face as you now squeal in laughter, your body jolting right out of your skin like you’ve just been electrocuted before spidering their tickling hand up your leg and now adding both hands to get at your hips and sides and tummy all at once making your body arch and wiggle intensely under them, practically screaming in laughter then finally up to your neck and shoulders as you absolutely lose it. scrunching up and wiggling your head “no” from side to side even though you both know you wanted this and are absolutely thriving.

Scenario:

> Your a tall lee, minding your own business on the couch while laying on your back,

> Short Ler, pulls up lee to reveal tummy

> Short ler teases, ‘Ah! I wonder what this does…’ ect, kind of teases while poking around the torso

> Tall lee helpless if super ticklish, which leads short leer to be the little tickle monster

> Result: Happy!! :D