My name is Scribbly, and this is my tickle blog. :) This account was originally for drawing, however I've taken a liking to writing instead.
💚 Here is my current masterlist of all of the fanfics I've written!
💚 My inbox and ask box are open! Feel free to send me writing prompts, requests, or whatever you want! I can’t guarantee I can take every single one, but the more descriptive you are, the more likely I am to write (or just egg me on lmao)!
💚 Happy to write platonic/general reader fics, romantic reader fics, or just general/platonic/romantic/ships characters from the fandom themselves.
💚 My blog is SFW, the furthest I'll write/draw is suggestive, unless stated heavily otherwise (I will put proper warnings).
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💚 More info about me and the fandoms I’m into under the cut!
Fandoms I’m currently into that I can write for:
Arcane/League of Legends
Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss
Crush Crush/Blush Blush/Hush Hush - Sad Panda Studio games (more inclined to write for the men, but I’ll give the ladies a go too)
Persona Series (3, 4, 5)
Ask me about any fandom in general (from this next list, from what I’ve reblogged or in general, I’ve watched and played a lot over the years) and I’ll let you know if I can write for it or not
Fandoms I’m into in general:
Anime: Cowboy Bebop, Steins;Gate, Fruits Basket, Horimiya, Spy x Family, Fullmetal Alchemist, Ghibli movies, Black Butler, Corpse Party
Video Games: Pokemon, Animal Crossing, Sly Cooper, Persona series, Hatsune Miku: Project DIVA, Sonic the Hedgehog, Stardew Valley, Terraria, OMORI, Undertale/Deltarune, Slay the Princess, Cult of the Lamb, Telltale’s The Walking Dead/The Wolf Among Us, Mouthwashing
TV Shows/Movies: Batman, Hannibal, Scream, American Psycho, The Amazing Digital Circus, Voltron: Legendary Defender, old Cartoon Network shows
Just some random facts about me:
I have a pin collection (I am secretly a crow).
I collect a lot of things in general. Merch, art books, anime figurines, manga, plushies, video game achievements, etc. I am a hoarder but with ✨style and organisation✨ (jk).
I prefer winter to summer (Aussie summers make me ill).
I love the smell of vanilla caramel and clean scents in general.
I have a stupidly long backlog on my Steam account. I won’t be surprised if I die before I get to play them all.
I have really high empathy, which is a blessing and a curse.
I have 10,000 songs on my phone. Excessive, I know. But 90% of the time, I’m listening to music. If I had Spotify, my Spotify Wrapped stats would be bonkers.
I would like to play Texas Hold ‘Em at a casino one day (Poker Night at the Inventory gave me the Poker bug).
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Doing a counting challenge on their bodies. Ordering them to not laugh or squirm or blush while counting their ribs, but if they to, flipping them over and scribbling your fingers all over their spine.
Summary: The Machine Herald's master plan of busting into Jayce Giopara's lab with swift gusto came to a screeching halt when his metal arm snagged on a window, causing him to fall from a great height and bust his metal body instead. Two limbs in need of repair, Viktor had to ask for Jayce's help, as much as he despised him. As Jayce tinkered away at Viktor's limbs, the famous Piltover scientist began to reminisce about the past...
Author's Notes: Oh god, I wrote this give months ago and I kept forgetting to post it publically. 😭 This was for our server's Secret Santa for @junixscribble!! I did a fresh read through and fixed a couple mistakes/odd choices as well. This was my first time ever writing for VikJayce, and I sprinkled a little bit of divorced husband angst in there as well.
Words: ~1,400 | AO3 Link
Today was the day that the mighty and strong Machine Herald would finally enact revenge on his former lab partner, Jayce, and serve him what he deserved.
…well, that's what Viktor wanted to think, until his great break-in failed tremendously. His plan was to crash in through the glass windows above with gusto, but his mechanical arm snagged onto the metal grilles between the panes. He dangled for a moment until the wires snapped and he fell to the floor hard, cracking the cement below and shattering one of his metal legs in the process.
And what's even worse? Jayce wasn't even in the lab when Viktor broke in.
Jayce had gone to grab some lunch, sandwich in hand. He walked through the door frame, eyes wide at the sight of his ex-partner smashed to bits on his floor. Jayce was speechless at first, noticing that Viktor’s arm was missing from its socket, eyes moving upwards to see it stuck in the window…
The silence was broken at Jayce’s laughter, and Viktor’s almost embarrassed shouting.
And that's how Viktor ended up here: robo body limp on his old work bench, being repaired by the person he hated most — but also the only person who actually had a shot at fixing him other than himself, considering he didn't exactly have the limbs to do so right now.
Viktor let out a sigh when Jayce removed the metal leg from the knee to give it proper repairs. The joint got pretty messed up and was about to pop off anyway, so there wasn't too much pulling needed. Though, his nerve sensors were still activated so he felt a pinch of pain.
Jayce eyed the limb up and down. He had never got a close look at any parts of Viktor’s new body as this was all after their separation. He huffed. “...I’ll see what I can do.”
“Do as you must.”
Viktor wasn't too thrilled, hell, neither of them were. But this was the only option.
Time passed with the sound of tools repairing metal. Viktor could feel every second of this, though never once complained. Jayce still had Viktor’s leg laying on his workbench on the other end of the room, tightening screws.
“So, how much of this can you even feel anymore?” Jayce cocked his head to look at Viktor. “I've heard you've replaced everything with metal, but it's obvious…” Jayce tightened a screw a bit too tightly by accident, Viktor groaned. “...that you can still feel some things.”
“I have nerve receptors as I once had. They're just better at adjusting to pain now. I am used to it.” This was a bit of a lie he tried to conceal, though failed.
“I see,” Jayce’s gaze turned back around. He began to reminisce on the past, a look of sorrow on his face that Viktor wasn't allowed to see. “Isn't that depressing, though? Not being able to feel sensations the same way you used to?”
Viktor scoffed. “There is no reason to feel. My body no longer has weaknesses now that pain is only a dull pang instead of fiery aches and pains,” although, for some reason his chest felt heavy as he too began to reminisce. “It's all in the past.” The glow of his eyes behind his metallic mask betrayed him, flickering for just a moment.
Jayce wasn't satisfied with this answer. In fact, he was actually a little bit insulted.
Jayce knew they split and ended on bad terms. They were enemies at this point. So why did this hurt so bad?
He kept his composure, thinking back on his time with his once dear friend before he went robo-crazy.
He looked to his hands leaning on the bench, and then the portion of Viktor’s leg he was fixing.
“How can you say that, after everything we've been through? We were partners once, Viktor. And a good duo at that,” turning on his heel, his eyes pierced into his former partner’s head. The Machine Herald was caught off guard, glowing eyes darting and immediately looking away. “Did any of that mean anything to you, even a little bit?”
Viktor hesitated to answer, not that he had much choice in his position. But he did ponder his words. “It… It did, once,” he turned his head, words heavy. “But, that was a long time ago.”
Silence fell in the lab. Jayce turned back to Viktor’s busted up leg in front of him, both were at a loss for words. He reminisced some more, thinking about all the fun they used to have in this very lab together. All the fun, all the laughter shared…
He looked through his memories, back at Viktor’s leg laid out on the table, reminded that Viktor can still feel ‘some things’, and a theory he dared to test crossed his mind…
Jayce’s calloused fingers reached out to the foot of Viktor’s busted up leg, dragging them lightly on the bottom of it.
And then Jayce heard a clank behind him.
Turning on his heel once again, he gazed at Viktor.
The Machine Herald’s eyes glowed even more, surprise and bewilderment plastered on the mask. The glow of his eyes spread out to the point that it looked like there was a blush on his face.
Jayce tested his theory once again, scribbling fingers touching down on his metal foot. Viktor’s metallic body jumped once again, proving his experiment a success. He grinned knowingly.
“So, even after replacing nearly all your body with metal, eliminating all ‘bodily weaknesses’ — you're still ticklish?”
A chuckle escaped Jayce at Viktor’s expense, the other attempting to hold back laughter, though failing. Curses, his metal body was betraying him!
The skittering only continued. The leg in Jayce’s possession began to twitch. The sound of metal clanking against metal reached his ears — Viktor’s body and other arm were jostling about independently on the work bench.
No matter how much Viktor tried to hold his reactions back, he couldn't escape the truth: it tickled.
And this alone drove him insane.
Viktor couldn't hold back his laughter anymore — even more so once Jayce's curious fingers wandered up his leg to the back of his knee.
“Wahahahait— JAHAHAYCE!! Stop thihihis at once!!” Viktor threw out as many pathetic protests as he could.
The grin on Jayce’s face only grew into a smirk as he left Viktor’s leg alone on the bench, at the cost of Jayce pacing over to Viktor’s metal body at rapid speed and interest.
“Do you still have all your tickle spots, even when you've turned to metal?” The scientist in him was genuinely curious, but he also wanted to dish out some deserved revenge.
“Stay ahahaway!!” Residual giggles clung to the Machine Herald’s robotically deep voice. He swung his only arm he could use in a defensive manner — it did nothing to protect him in the slightest.
Jayce’s quick hands darted forward, going straight for robo-Vik’s ribs.
Jackpot!
Viktor shrieked, the mechanical overlay on his voice popped and whined at the volume.
“J-JAHAHAHACYE!!”
“What?”
“YOHOHOU KNOW WHAHAHAT!”
“I'm just experimenting, V — gotta make sure everything works before I reattach your arm and leg. Make certain nothing else's broken.”
This smug son of a bitch. It was written all over his face. He even slipped to using Viktor’s old nickname!
He raked his fingers over his ribs. It felt a bit weird tickling a metal surface of all things, but it was definitely working!
Viktor writhed in his seat, powerless to this unusual attack. He couldn't do anything to stop it.
“It's obvious you came here today for revenge. But it looks like I won in the end.”
Jayce stepped back for a moment, hands moving away from the poor Herald’s abused ribs. Viktor’s breath was laboured — did he even need to breathe, was his human lungs swapped out for metal ones somehow? Something else Jayce would have to test — slumping against the wall.
“I'm going to test this even further, if you don't mind.”
Viktor’s head whipped back up. “Don't you fucking dare, Giopara.”
“Oh, I do dare. I need to see if you really are just as ticklish as you were back then, V. And see if you've gotten even more ticklish with this new body,” Jayce flashed one of his charismatic winks, one of his winks that charmed the people of Piltover. “And get a little revenge for busting my ceiling windows while I'm at it.”
Oh god.
“Maybe… your underarms? Looks like this one is completely exposed without your arm there. I wonder how bad it'll tickle considering you can't even protect it? Haha.”
Jayce deviously wiggled his fingers in preparation.
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Summary: The Machine Herald's master plan of busting into Jayce Giopara's lab with swift gusto came to a screeching halt when his metal arm snagged on a window, causing him to fall from a great height and bust his metal body instead. Two limbs in need of repair, Viktor had to ask for Jayce's help, as much as he despised him. As Jayce tinkered away at Viktor's limbs, the famous Piltover scientist began to reminisce about the past...
Author's Notes: Oh god, I wrote this give months ago and I kept forgetting to post it publically. 😭 This was for our server's Secret Santa for @junixscribble!! I did a fresh read through and fixed a couple mistakes/odd choices as well. This was my first time ever writing for VikJayce, and I sprinkled a little bit of divorced husband angst in there as well.
Words: ~1,400 | AO3 Link
Today was the day that the mighty and strong Machine Herald would finally enact revenge on his former lab partner, Jayce, and serve him what he deserved.
…well, that's what Viktor wanted to think, until his great break-in failed tremendously. His plan was to crash in through the glass windows above with gusto, but his mechanical arm snagged onto the metal grilles between the panes. He dangled for a moment until the wires snapped and he fell to the floor hard, cracking the cement below and shattering one of his metal legs in the process.
And what's even worse? Jayce wasn't even in the lab when Viktor broke in.
Jayce had gone to grab some lunch, sandwich in hand. He walked through the door frame, eyes wide at the sight of his ex-partner smashed to bits on his floor. Jayce was speechless at first, noticing that Viktor’s arm was missing from its socket, eyes moving upwards to see it stuck in the window…
The silence was broken at Jayce’s laughter, and Viktor’s almost embarrassed shouting.
And that's how Viktor ended up here: robo body limp on his old work bench, being repaired by the person he hated most — but also the only person who actually had a shot at fixing him other than himself, considering he didn't exactly have the limbs to do so right now.
Viktor let out a sigh when Jayce removed the metal leg from the knee to give it proper repairs. The joint got pretty messed up and was about to pop off anyway, so there wasn't too much pulling needed. Though, his nerve sensors were still activated so he felt a pinch of pain.
Jayce eyed the limb up and down. He had never got a close look at any parts of Viktor’s new body as this was all after their separation. He huffed. “...I’ll see what I can do.”
“Do as you must.”
Viktor wasn't too thrilled, hell, neither of them were. But this was the only option.
Time passed with the sound of tools repairing metal. Viktor could feel every second of this, though never once complained. Jayce still had Viktor’s leg laying on his workbench on the other end of the room, tightening screws.
“So, how much of this can you even feel anymore?” Jayce cocked his head to look at Viktor. “I've heard you've replaced everything with metal, but it's obvious…” Jayce tightened a screw a bit too tightly by accident, Viktor groaned. “...that you can still feel some things.”
“I have nerve receptors as I once had. They're just better at adjusting to pain now. I am used to it.” This was a bit of a lie he tried to conceal, though failed.
“I see,” Jayce’s gaze turned back around. He began to reminisce on the past, a look of sorrow on his face that Viktor wasn't allowed to see. “Isn't that depressing, though? Not being able to feel sensations the same way you used to?”
Viktor scoffed. “There is no reason to feel. My body no longer has weaknesses now that pain is only a dull pang instead of fiery aches and pains,” although, for some reason his chest felt heavy as he too began to reminisce. “It's all in the past.” The glow of his eyes behind his metallic mask betrayed him, flickering for just a moment.
Jayce wasn't satisfied with this answer. In fact, he was actually a little bit insulted.
Jayce knew they split and ended on bad terms. They were enemies at this point. So why did this hurt so bad?
He kept his composure, thinking back on his time with his once dear friend before he went robo-crazy.
He looked to his hands leaning on the bench, and then the portion of Viktor’s leg he was fixing.
“How can you say that, after everything we've been through? We were partners once, Viktor. And a good duo at that,” turning on his heel, his eyes pierced into his former partner’s head. The Machine Herald was caught off guard, glowing eyes darting and immediately looking away. “Did any of that mean anything to you, even a little bit?”
Viktor hesitated to answer, not that he had much choice in his position. But he did ponder his words. “It… It did, once,” he turned his head, words heavy. “But, that was a long time ago.”
Silence fell in the lab. Jayce turned back to Viktor’s busted up leg in front of him, both were at a loss for words. He reminisced some more, thinking about all the fun they used to have in this very lab together. All the fun, all the laughter shared…
He looked through his memories, back at Viktor’s leg laid out on the table, reminded that Viktor can still feel ‘some things’, and a theory he dared to test crossed his mind…
Jayce’s calloused fingers reached out to the foot of Viktor’s busted up leg, dragging them lightly on the bottom of it.
And then Jayce heard a clank behind him.
Turning on his heel once again, he gazed at Viktor.
The Machine Herald’s eyes glowed even more, surprise and bewilderment plastered on the mask. The glow of his eyes spread out to the point that it looked like there was a blush on his face.
Jayce tested his theory once again, scribbling fingers touching down on his metal foot. Viktor’s metallic body jumped once again, proving his experiment a success. He grinned knowingly.
“So, even after replacing nearly all your body with metal, eliminating all ‘bodily weaknesses’ — you're still ticklish?”
A chuckle escaped Jayce at Viktor’s expense, the other attempting to hold back laughter, though failing. Curses, his metal body was betraying him!
The skittering only continued. The leg in Jayce’s possession began to twitch. The sound of metal clanking against metal reached his ears — Viktor’s body and other arm were jostling about independently on the work bench.
No matter how much Viktor tried to hold his reactions back, he couldn't escape the truth: it tickled.
And this alone drove him insane.
Viktor couldn't hold back his laughter anymore — even more so once Jayce's curious fingers wandered up his leg to the back of his knee.
“Wahahahait— JAHAHAYCE!! Stop thihihis at once!!” Viktor threw out as many pathetic protests as he could.
The grin on Jayce’s face only grew into a smirk as he left Viktor’s leg alone on the bench, at the cost of Jayce pacing over to Viktor’s metal body at rapid speed and interest.
“Do you still have all your tickle spots, even when you've turned to metal?” The scientist in him was genuinely curious, but he also wanted to dish out some deserved revenge.
“Stay ahahaway!!” Residual giggles clung to the Machine Herald’s robotically deep voice. He swung his only arm he could use in a defensive manner — it did nothing to protect him in the slightest.
Jayce’s quick hands darted forward, going straight for robo-Vik’s ribs.
Jackpot!
Viktor shrieked, the mechanical overlay on his voice popped and whined at the volume.
“J-JAHAHAHACYE!!”
“What?”
“YOHOHOU KNOW WHAHAHAT!”
“I'm just experimenting, V — gotta make sure everything works before I reattach your arm and leg. Make certain nothing else's broken.”
This smug son of a bitch. It was written all over his face. He even slipped to using Viktor’s old nickname!
He raked his fingers over his ribs. It felt a bit weird tickling a metal surface of all things, but it was definitely working!
Viktor writhed in his seat, powerless to this unusual attack. He couldn't do anything to stop it.
“It's obvious you came here today for revenge. But it looks like I won in the end.”
Jayce stepped back for a moment, hands moving away from the poor Herald’s abused ribs. Viktor’s breath was laboured — did he even need to breathe, was his human lungs swapped out for metal ones somehow? Something else Jayce would have to test — slumping against the wall.
“I'm going to test this even further, if you don't mind.”
Viktor’s head whipped back up. “Don't you fucking dare, Giopara.”
“Oh, I do dare. I need to see if you really are just as ticklish as you were back then, V. And see if you've gotten even more ticklish with this new body,” Jayce flashed one of his charismatic winks, one of his winks that charmed the people of Piltover. “And get a little revenge for busting my ceiling windows while I'm at it.”
Oh god.
“Maybe… your underarms? Looks like this one is completely exposed without your arm there. I wonder how bad it'll tickle considering you can't even protect it? Haha.”
Jayce deviously wiggled his fingers in preparation.
It's starting to get cold over here, and my poor hands get cold really easily. Ohhhh, wouldn't it be a shame if I had someone to tickle to warm up my poor fingers~ 💚
Alternatively... ohhhhh, wouldn't it be horrible if I was cold and someone tickled me to warm me up. But shhhhh, you didn't hear that from me. 🤫
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Wait i’m so sorry. Please listen to me ……. being tickled right after a really good cry. you’re feeling fragile and sensitive, but also so supported by someone who loves you — someone who helped you through a difficult moment.
and then you hear something like…
“you know what i think would cheer you up?”
“uh oh… i think that the tickle monster is here… and they’re hungry for some giggles…”
“i wanna see that sweet smile again! where has it gone? hmmm… let me see if i can find it.”
“now i’m in the mood to see some happy tears. how does that sound?”
I love just messily and quickly whipping the pencil tool all over the canvas till it comes into the overall shapes and perspectives I want. No precision! Just fun! The eyes are shaped this way! Or maybe this? Messily erase and redraw with a careless stroke. Resize! Rotate! Soft erase and reketch again!
Lineart is agony though. Draw. Too uneven. Control z. Draw. Not curved enough. Control z. Repeat a thousand times. Careful pixel by pixel erasing. Line weight not consistent enough! Rework the pen settings! Not enough pen pressure! Redraw the nose! Wrong layer! Which layer again? Oops I drew the pupils on the same layer as the eye outline! Redraw again! Layer folder layer layer layer folder layer.
I must be insane because while I agree, my favourite part is lineart to the point where sometimes I ask my lineart-hating friends if they would like me to line their sketch FOR THEM. 😭
It's crazy that I'll be turning 25 in less than a week.
I know that birthdays are meant to be celebrated, even in a minor-sense as adults, compared to when we were children and it was a whole big deal, looking forward to getting older. And once before I also still got that little bit of mind excitement, y'know?
But a dear friend of mine passed away three years ago right around my birthday, and when my birthday comes around each year - that was the only thing I could think about.
Before, it was looking in sorrow. Knowing that one day, I'd be older than them. That I wish it never happened. Everyday I was torn up with grief. Grief gets easier with time, and it did, until I got majorly sick (physically and mentally) and thought that's all I could ever do, and that I'd be stuck like that forever. And there's still days when I feel like that.
But this year, I'm thinking about all the good they did. The fun times, the happy times. That they helped me come out of my shell when I was reclusive and was scared of the world. That my life wouldn't be this way without their help when they were still around. That I grew a backbone and changed my way of life. That I wouldn't have the job I had now if it weren't for them. That I wouldn't be as brave as I am now without their influence and the friends I've made along the way.
I still don't feel too thrilled celebrating my birthday because of it all, and that might be something that never changes, and might be a reminder until the day I die. But at least now, I can appreciate all that they did for me and what they've influenced me to do even though they're not around anymore.
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Fun fact you can tickle miis in that game! When they freeze up and you have to help them by poking them along the sides, if you focus on one area they’ll laugh and say it tickles
OMG thank you for this information, I'm going to try this next time 👀
I knew in the 3DS version they sometimes ask you to help them sneeze so you use a feather to tickle their nose, but that's all I know (I only ever watched friends play it) 😭
Playing Tomodachi Life for Switch at the moment and and using every other word or phrase other than the word "tickle" for my Miis to say because I would die hearing it repeated back to me
