#arcane tickling

Jayce grinned and spun in his chair, pushing himself over to Viktor’s workstation. He prodded a finger into his side, making him squirm before leaning his chin on his shoulder to look at his work.

“What have you been working on?” he asked.

Viktor dutifully explained, but internally he was forming a plan. Movies, huh? Maybe he could use this to try something he’d been thinking about.

Later that evening Viktor knocked on Jayce’s door with a bottle of wine in hand. Jayce had the door open before Viktor had even finished.

“Vik! Come in, come in - oh you didn’t need to bring wine!” 

Viktor shrugged, an easy smile on his face. “Eh, hospitality demands I must. Although I did bring this along with the expectation that we were going to get a bit shit faced, so apologies if I am incorrect. I would have brought something nicer.” 

Jayce laughed, ushering him through the door and into the living area where something spicy scented the air coming from the kitchen. “No, no, that sounds about right. It’s been ages since we’ve been able to just hang out together. I miss it.” 

“We see each other every day.” Viktor put the wine bottle on the kitchen counter, shrugging off his coat. Jayce grabbed the coat from him and hung it by the door.

“Yeah, but that’s work. I like spending time with you outside the lab.” 

Viktor felt a thrill of affection spark in his chest, and he hoped he wasn’t blushing. 

“Me too.” He managed to answer, toeing off his shoes and placing them neatly by the rack. “I assume you probably have plans for food?”

“You know it.” Jayce said, wandering over and taking the lid off a big pot on the stove. “I remember you saying a while ago you wanted to try some of my family recipes. This is one of my favourites.”

“It smells incredible.” Viktor peeked into the pot to find a mix of steamy rice and chorizo. Jayce glowed with pride. 

“It’s still got a while left before it’s ready.” Jayce put the lid back on. “How come you’re still in your lab clothes?”

Viktor looked down at his slacks and shirt, now covered with a cardigan. “I’m not. I don’t wear the cardigan to the lab.”

“Yeah, but the rest you do.” 

“Most of my wardrobe is lab stuff,” he said with a shrug. “I haven’t really needed much else.” 

Jayce sighed and shook his head. “I need to get you some comfy clothes. Do you want to borrow some of mine while you’re here?” 

Viktor nodded - he was used to his shirts and pants, but he had to admit they weren’t exactly comfortable to curl up in. Jayce went off to grab some clothes from his room, leaving Viktor to properly look around his apartment. He’d been here before, but it had been a long time. What Jayce had said about not really seeing each other outside of work was true, and he missed their talks. The apartment was spacious and well furnished, betraying Jayce’s healthy paycheck, but still modest and lacking in a lot of the flouncy displays Viktor had come to expect from high society homes. He liked Jayce’s space.

“Here we go, these will be big on you but you should be able to tie the pants.” Jayce said, emerging from his room with a Piltover Academy crewneck and some track pants and handing them to Viktor. “You know where the bathroom is?”

“Yes, thank you.” Viktor headed over to the bathroom and tugged off his clothes, catching himself in the mirror. His hair was pushed around from when he pulled off his shirt, leaving him looking messier than he’d usually let himself be. As a second thought he took off his back and leg brace too - he didn’t anticipate needing the support tonight. As he stood with the crewneck in hand it was not lost on him that he was nearly naked in Jayce’s bathroom and had to fight down a frankly embarrassing wave of nerves. Regaining ahold of himself he left the bathroom, clothes in hand. 

“Forsaken the brace, I see?” Jayce commented from his spot on the couch as Viktor put the clothes in a neat pile by his shoes. 

“It’s not the most comfortable thing to wear if I don’t need it and I doubt I’ll be doing much running around tonight.” He said, settling himself beside Jayce and letting him throw a blanket over his legs.

“That’s true. What’s your first movie pick of the evening?” Jayce asked, handing the remote over to Viktor. He took it and turned on the TV, navigating over to a streaming service with a smirk as he put his plan into action. 

“You’ll see.” 

The first film he’d chosen was what could kindly be called a horror movie, but in reality was more of a splatter comedy. Despite this Jayce found himself clutching a pillow throughout a few moments of the film. Notably, he did excuse himself at one point to check on the food. Exactly at the moment Viktor expected him too. He logged that little tidbit in his brain before turning on the next movie, happily munching away at his meal. 

For the next two films, Jayce left at the times Viktor expected with some excuse about going to the bathroom or changing out some laundry. At this point Viktor’s bottle of wine was long gone and they had started going through Jayce’s alcohol collection. Needless to say, they were both decently tipsy. In the fourth film, Viktor paused the TV when Jayce got up to ‘check on something.’

“You can let it play, it’s okay.” Jayce waved a hand when he saw Viktor pause. 

“No, I’ll wait for you to get back.” 

Jayce fixed him with a slightly nervous glance before letting it go. “Alright.”

He was gone for five minutes, and when he sat back down on the couch Viktor let the scene play. 

“Hang on, I forgot-”

“Jayce. Sit down.” Viktor interrupted, voice lilting. He had that look on his face he got when he was testing something. It made Jayce’s palms sweat. He did as he was asked. 

“What? What’s up?” Jayce asked, the wine making his brain run in desperate circles. Had Viktor noticed his avoidance?

Viktor leaned his head on the back of the couch, studying his face. “You have left to go and do something every time a tickle scene popped up on the screen. Why?”

Jayce blanched - he had not expected Viktor to come straight out of the gates with that. “What, hah, what makes you think that?” 

Viktor narrowed his eyes and Jayce knew he was caught. “Well, you are stuttering in a way I know is not alcohol related, and in every film you have strategically made yourself absent during any and all mention of tickling. Not to mention that you seem to have an obsession with poking my sides when we’re working, and you jump whenever I get even slightly close to your stomach. I want to know why.” 

“I have no idea what you’re - hang on, did you specifically choose these movies for those scenes?” Jayce accused, and Viktor grinned.

“Maybe. Answer the question.” 

Jayce stared at him open mouthed before covering his face with his hands. “You shifty bastard.”

“Hah! So I was right? This is a thing?” 

“No! No it’s not.” 

“So if I- hang on,” Viktor sat up properly and cracked his knuckles before his hands shot towards Jayce’s belly. Jayce squealed and tucked his knees to his chest, arms out in defence. 

“Oh, this is definitely a thing.” Viktor said with a smug grin, sitting back against the couch. 

“It’s… okay, maybe it is.” Jayce finally admitted, knowing a lost cause when he saw one. He’d been caught, fair and square. 

“Do you like it? Is that why?” Viktor asked and Jayce cringed.

“You can’t just say that!”

“Why not? Is it true?” 

Jayce made a strangled noise and covered his face in his hands again. That was until he felt fingers curiously prodding into his side.

“Viktor!” he whined, protecting his sides.

“Jayce~” Viktor said back, all drawn out and teasy. “You like it, don’t you?” 

Jayce squirmed, looking anywhere but at Viktor as he wrung his hands together. “Well- I don’t not like it-”

“That’s the same as saying you like it.”

“Is it?” Jayce scratched the back of his neck, trying to stall but Viktor wasn’t having it. He gently pulled Jayce’s shoulder around so he was facing him.

“Hey. I’m not going to laugh at you, Jayce. It’s not weird if you do.” 

Jayce blanched, caught off guard by Viktor’s open admission of care and kindness. He stuttered over his words a bit more before sighing and relaxing back against the couch. 

“Fine. You’re right.” 

The corners of Viktor’s mouth twitched upwards. “You like it?”

“I like it.” 

That admission was all the prompting Viktor needed as the hand resting on Jayce’s shoulder suddenly started digging into his side and squeezing. He yelped, high pitched and panicked before dissolving into bubbly giggles. 

“Vihik! Hooholy shihit, that’s mehean!” he protested, curling up over his hand and hugging his chest. 

“Is it? Even if you like it?” Viktor moved his hand to shift up his ribs and buzz into his armpit, chuckling to himself when Jayce just about shrieked. 

“Yehehes! Whyhy?” Jayce whined, and Viktor just laughed.

“I am a scientist, and you presented me with a variable in need of testing. I could hardly call myself an academic if I let this information go uninvestigated. What, did you expect me not to tickle you?” he drawled, both hands now wiggling under Jayce's arms. Jayce was now curled up on the edge of the couch and squirming like his life depended on it, laughing desperately.

“You dohon’t hahave to -HA! NohOHO!” 

Jayce finally slid off the couch and onto the floor when one of Viktor’s hands started drilling properly in his armpit, cackling and trying to roll out of Viktor’s range. However Viktor just slid off the couch with him and used the opportunity to swing a leg over Jayce’s hips and pin him under him, switching his hands from his underarms to his stomach. Jayce tossed his head back and shrieked when those deft hands wormed under his sweater and raked down his belly, sending ticklish zings of sensation all through him. His laughter quickly changed from high pitched to full and boisterous, and Viktor couldn’t help but feel butterflies rise in his gut at the sight. In an attempt to prolong Jayce’s adorable giddy expression he switched to squeezing his hips, testing where and how he could tickle to get the best reactions. The result was Jayce arching his back on the floor, tears starting to well in his eyes as he lost himself to hysterics. 

“Vihihik! Plehehease!” 

“Please what? Tickle more? That can be arranged.” He said, reaching a hand back to tickle under Jayce’s knee and make him squeak. 

“Nohoho! Mehehercy!”

Viktor let up on his tickling a little, just feathering his hands over his tummy for now.

“Can I try one last thing?” He asked, playing up his pleading expression. 

Even through giggly tears, Jayce couldn’t say no to that face. “Hehehe! Fine…” 

Viktor beamed before pulling Jayce’s shirt up to his chest and taking a deep breath. Jayce had a millisecond to connect the dots before Viktor was planting a huge raspberry right in the centre of his belly. He screeched, hands clawing at the rug while he writhed under his friend, brain fried from the onslaught of sensation. Just as quickly as the torturous feeling started it stopped, with Viktor patting his side before sliding off him and onto the floor to lean against the couch with a satisfied grin. 

“Hahah, happy now?” Jayce asked, pushing himself up onto his elbows to ride out the rest of his giggles. 

“Very. Are you?” Viktor asked back, tilting his head in a way that was unfairly endearing. 

“Ha! I’m not answering that.” Jayce said with a grin, stretching his back. “You really don’t think it’s weird?” he asked on second thought, some insecurity settling back onto his shoulders.

Viktor shook his head. “Not at all. I grew up in close proximity to the undercity brothels. I saw much stranger things than an inclination for tickling.”

“That’s- that’s a pretty low bar, V.” 

“It’s not weird, Jayce. Get out of your head.” Viktor instructed, flicking a finger against his forehead. Jayce grumbled and rubbed his forehead but let it go in favour of another question brewing in the back of his mind. 

“Are you ticklish?” He asked, noting how Viktor suddenly started avoiding eye contact. 

 “No. There was no time for such things in my upbringing.” He bluffed, and Jayce saw right through it. 

“Come on, V, we both know that’s bullshit. Besides, I was honest when you asked me. It’s only fair.” Jayce started slowly inching towards Viktor on the floor, snickering when Viktor shifted away. 

“It’s the truth!” Viktor doubled down, pushing away Jayce’s curious hands. 

“Mmm, I don’t believe you.” Jayce said, sitting back on his knees. “I’m going to give you one more chance. Are you ticklish, Viktor?” 

As much as he loathed to admit it, Jayce had a point. He had come clean about his inclination, so it’s only fair that Viktor gave this up in return. So with a sigh, Viktor met Jayce’s gaze with a reluctant look.

“Very much so.” He answered, the butterflies starting up in his stomach again when Jayce’s face lit up. 

“Thank you! Speaking of fair play, it’s only right that I test it as well, right?” 

“Oh, don’t you dare-” Viktor protested, fighting back Jayce’s hands again as they moved to push him onto the floor. Despite his admittedly half assed defense, Jayce managed to wrangle him down so he was flat on his back, both wrists pinned above his head. He tried to pull his legs up but they were blocked by Jayce’s own legs which hooked over them to keep him still. 

“Okay then, first test…” Jayce teased, clearing his throat. “Experiment 1.1, where is Viktor ticklish?” 

“Jayce- hnng!” Viktor cut himself off with a funny noise when Jayce started prodding and poking up his side, biting back a smile and kicking his good leg on the ground already. 

“Come on, V, let me hear it!” Jayce encouraged, kneading his fingers a little deeper and hooking them under the bottoms of his ribs. That did it - Viktor gasped out a laugh, burying his face in his shoulder as he broke. 

“Haah! Cahareful!” Viktor pleaded, hoping to appeal for Jayce’s mercy, but Jayce just hummed thoughtfully. 

“Is that careful because it hurts, or careful because it tickles? I’m willing to bet on the latter.” he teased, and Viktor whined in frustration as his plan fell through. He was spared from answering with words when Jayce’s hand shifted over to scratch at his tummy, instead only able to answer with cackling laughter. 

“Shihihit!” 

“Mm, yep, looks like it tickles.” Jayce assured himself aloud, happily clawing his hand into Viktor’s stomach and watching him squirm and laugh breathlessly. Viktor was still trying to hide in his arm so Jayce let go of his wrists and let his other hand join in, both slipping under his shirt to scribble on his belly. Viktor threw his head back and yelled, hands weakly gripping onto Jayce’s wrists while he tossed and turned under him, completely lost in his own laughter. 

“Nohoho! Ahahahah, nohot thahahat!” 

“Why not?” Jayce said, switching up his techniques every few seconds to see how Viktor squirmed and eventually settling back on the scribbling upon seeing how undone it was making his friend. Viktor made a high pitched keen, unable to elaborate through what felt like sweet torture. Having not been tickled properly in that last several years, he was discovering that his tolerance for the torment was well in the negatives.

When Jayce started pinching and walking his fingers up to Viktor’s ribs, he started begging. 

“Jahayce- HAAahahahaha! N-nohot thehehere, ahanywhere but thehehere!”

“I’m sorry Vik, I have to be thorough. I think I need to update my experiment too - I wonder where you are most ticklish?” 

Viktor didn’t need to say a word for Jayce to know it was his ribs, with how he was writhing and cackling desperately from just a few well placed squeezes. Humming contentedly to himself, Jayce let loose and started scrabbling all over Viktor’s ribs. One thing was for sure - he’d never seen Viktor laugh this hard. 

“AAHAHAHAHA!” Viktor scream-cackled, voice pitching up higher than Jayce thought possible. 

“This is what happens when you fuck around, Vik! You find out!” Jayce kept teasing, taking note of the little spots that made his laughter go silent as his attacks became more precise. While watching Viktor unravel at the seams was the most fun Jayce had had in ages, he did have to call it quits at some point. So he decided to end with a bang. 

“OHohoo nonoONONOHO!” Viktor begged as he felt Jayce pull up his shirt and watched him take a big breath. 

“Plehease! Plehease mercyyaaAAHAHAHAHA!” Viktor shrieked when Jayce blew a big old raspberry into his belly, scratchy beard making it so much worse and still squeezing at his ribcage. “Ohoho my gohod yoUR BEHEARD FUHUHUCK!” 

Viktor screeched as Jayce got two more fat raspberries in, nuzzling his stubbly face into his skin between each one and leaving Viktor teary eyed, twitching and laughing helplessly. Finally relenting, Jayce stopped his tickling and flopped down onto the floor next to him to catch his breath. 

“Man, you weren’t kidding. I think you’re the most ticklish person I’ve ever met.” Jayce remarked after a while. 

Viktor just made a broken noise, hugging his sides tightly. “I… I told you, ha!” 

“You okay?” Jayce sat up, worried he’d gone too far. The middle finger paired with a wobbly smile he got in response was enough of an assurance. 

“We… we are such idiots…” Viktor said, still half-laughing. “Two of the greatest minds in Piltover… reduced to a puddle due to a tickle fight of all things. Ridiculous.” 

Jayce laughed. “We can’t be the ‘Boys of Progress’ all the time. And there’s plenty more where that came from.”

“HEY!” Viktor curled up when he saw Jayce’s hand feign towards his tummy again. 

“It’s okay, I’m too tired for any more.” Jayce said with a yawn. “What do you reckon? Time to call it?”

Viktor yawned hugely in response, turning on his side. 

“I am dead.” 

“Yeah?” Jayce tucked some hair behind Viktor’s ear and he leaned into the touch. “You can stay here if you want.” 

“I’d like that.” 

“You can take the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.” 

Jayce made to get up but Viktor grabbed his arm. “We can share if you want, I don’t mind.” 

“You sure?” 

“Jayce, I just essentially let you pin me down and tickle the shit out of me. We are well past the point of it being weird.” 

“I’m not sure how much ‘letting’ was involved, but sure. I’m fine if you are.” Jayce couldn’t help the jab, even when Viktor shot him a glare. 

And it was actually a really good night out, if he could say so himself. It was a general council party, so thankfully the focus wasn't entirely on them. Though many people came over to congratulate both Jayce and Viktor on their recent work.

What Jayce wasn't expecting was for himself and Viktor to have so many drinks. In the past parties he’s attended on his own, Jayce rarely drank at them – only when someone offered him a drink, or when Mel insisted on a toast. Viktor had some to ease himself into the loud, unfamiliar environment, so of course Jayce wanted to join him. 

They've had some drinks together before. A few bottles were stored in a cabinet in the lab so they could share a drink after a hard day. But that occurred only a few times, and they never had too much to the point that felt anything more than a buzz or got a little bit silly. 

On this night though, Viktor had a lot. 

So like what any partner would do, Jayce had left the party early with Viktor by his side, dragging him back to their shared apartment. 

Viktor was a bit of a mess. Viktor’s hair was sticking up in all sorts of weird ways – when is it ever tidy? – his clothes were dishevelled, even his tie was nearly falling off around his neck. He was holding his cane loosely in his hand, he had nearly dropped it a few times on their walk home. Jayce was surprised he hadn't gotten sick from the alcohol. 

Jayce was a bit drunk himself, but he could hold himself together. At least he wasn't quietly laughing at nothing like what Viktor was doing at this moment. 

“Do you always get like this after one too many?” Jayce asked with a chuckle.

Viktor sluggishly shook his head. “Nhmm… it’s been, hehe, a long time since I’ve last drank, that may be why…” he looked up at Jayce, a cute, drunk smile plastered on his face.

Jayce’s cheeks turned a little pink seeing his partner’s adorable smile. But he had to focus on getting them home, his mind wasn’t allowed to wander just yet.

It’s good that Jayce got Viktor out when he did. He doubted that Viktor would want people to see him in such a state.

He couldn't lie though – he didn't mind seeing Viktor out of character like this. Seeing a genuine smile on his face, albeit from the alcohol, was a rare sight to behold. It made him smile and his heart warm. 

Walking up a few steps that felt unusually steep on this night to the door, nearly making Viktor trip, Jayce searched his pockets for the key while keeping his hold on Viktor. Once he was successful, he shoved the key into the lock and twisted the door handle open, kicking it open with his foot. 

He led Viktor to their bed, setting him down on the foot of it, and then made his way to the front door to lock it shut for the night.

“Mm, we're home, no?” Viktor slurred, his head rolling to try to look at Jayce’s face as he made his way back into the bedroom. 

“Yeah, we are. I'll get you some water to drink, yeah? Stay right there,” Jayce made his way to the kitchen sink, grabbing a glass on the way and filling it up. Once he was back at Viktor’s side, he sat down next to his partner, gently placing the glass in Viktor’s hands. “Be careful, don't drop it.”

Viktor brought the glass up to his lips to take a nice long sip, some of it dribbling down to his chin onto his shirt. “Thank you Jayce… It's appreciated.” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, that smile still glued to his face. 

Viktor held out his hand which held the glass lazily. Jayce gripped onto it, setting it off to the side. Viktor leaned back, plonking his back down on the mattress as he closed his eyes, a chuckle escaping him. 

“Do you need me to do anything else?” Asked Jayce, looking in Viktor’s direction with a small smile of his own. 

“I think I just–” He was interrupted with a sudden yawn, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth. “Need to settle down for bed. Eh… I think the fatigue from both the party… and from working in the lab… is catching up to me…” He could barely keep his eyes open. 

“Do you need me to help you get changed?” Jayce offered. He's had to do this a few times before, as Viktor is no stranger to passing out from exhaustion at his bench in the lab. Numerous nights, Jayce has had to carry him home and change him into his pajamas just so he could actually sleep somewhere comfortably. 

Viktor rose from the bed sluggishly with a weak nod. “If you wouldn't mind,” He slid off his tie, then looked at the buttons on his shirt with a quiet laugh. “I believe I do not have the… coordination to take these buttons off in this state…”

“This isn't the first time,” Jayce shook his head with a laugh. He shifted so he was facing Viktor and got to work. Jayce wasn't shoshed, so he actually had the brain power to undo a couple buttons. He started undoing the first one, but was swiftly halted at the wrist by Viktor’s hands, a laugh escaping him. Jayce cocked his head to the side in confusion. “What was that, V?” He couldn’t help himself from smiling.

“Yohohour fingers… they just…” Viktor's eyes wandered and began to mumble as his face flushed. “It tickled a little…”

Jayce laughed at the absurdity. “You’re just ticklish everywhere, aren’t you?” He undid another button, intentionally brushing his fingers against the gaps of Viktor’s shirt where skin was peeking through.

Viktor sputtered, holding onto Jayce’s wrists more tightly. “Muhuhust you always exploit thihihis??” Viktor couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, the tickling mixed in with the alcohol made it impossible to hide.

“I’m not doing it on purpose. You’re just adorably and stupidly ticklish.” An extra scribble as he undid another button, a smirk rising onto his face.

“You are! You’re being a menahahace! Yohohou troublemaker!!”

“You’re over exaggerating it. I’m just helping you out.”

It took a couple minutes - and a lot of laughing from Viktor - but Jayce managed to get Viktor undressed and then redressed with his pajamas. Jayce popped the last button on Viktor’s night shirt, his fingers brushing up against Viktor’s neck as he fixed the collar.

Viktor was red in the face from laughing so much. He didn’t have the energy to fight back anymore, nor the drive to.

“Heheheed my warning, Talis. You won’t be getting off scot-frehehehee in the morning.” Viktor tried to give Jayce the evil-eye, but it failed him in this state.

“Pfft, like you’re going to be able to do anything. I bet you’ll regret drinking so much once you wake up tomorrow.” Jayce changed into his own pajamas as he climbed into bed, Viktor following suit. 

“I’m going to… feel like shit in the morning, aren’t I?” Viktor complained as his head hit the soft pillow, reaching up to rub his temple. “In fact… I believe I can already feel the dreaded headache… ugh…”

Jayce reached over with a comforting hand, brushing his fingers through Viktor’s messy hair. “Even though I didn’t drink as much, I always get hangovers. I’ll let you in on my super secret Talis Drunk Remedies in the morning.” He winked at Viktor, the other rolling his eyes.

“Mmm, whatever you say,” he mumbled and shook his head, pulling the covers closer as he closed his eyes. It was silent for a moment until Viktor spoke up. “Thank you for dragging me out tonight… and for carrying me back home… Admittedly, I had fun…”

Jayce reached over and planted a sweet kiss on Viktor’s forehead that made him giggle, lingering there for a moment. 

“Always, Vik.”

They snuggled close and drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

JAYCE

lee!

ohhh boy. jayce my bbaby. okay. so as a decently muscular man, hes gotta be at least a little ticklish.

i think his worst spots are probably the spots you can just latch onto and squeeze- thighs, ribs, knees, even shoulders.

my boy cannot take a massage. he has tried so hard but every single time he’s just a hiccuping snorty mess

speaking of hiccuping snorty mess. i think he has a lot of different laughs. when you get him really going it’s his usual deep belly laughter, loud and proud and so bright you’re gonna need sunglasses

but also i think if you have him for long enough his laugh changes pitch a lot. like it’ll go from low to super high, and he’s all like “hahahAHAHAHHHSGH OHGOD OH GOD OH GOHOHOD” and oough. bbg

if it’s less intense, he’s not really one to giggle, but he definitely hiccups. he scrunches his face all up and jerks around and flinches and snorts and covers his mouth with the back of his hand and.. ghrhrgh.. im going insane guys

i think he’s the kind of guy who doesn’t squirm too much but arches his back a lot. he doesn’t squirm back and forth, but he’s always folding like a lawn chair, forwards and backwards

with his hiccupy/snorty laughter, he’ll go silent for a few seconds, and his shoulders just bounce as his whole body shakes, face absolutely BURNING red

oh yeah and he’s a blusher. bigtime. he gets a little flustered at the fact he can get plucked apart so easily by something as silly as tickling. he doesn’t think its childish, per se, but certainly not something a grown man should be This weak to.

..and yeah, he likes it. he’s embarrassed about it, but won’t necessarily deny it. he kind of has a thing for going all dumb and happy and brainless. just made into a smiley little puddle of jayce

oh and his smile. i know these hcs are already so freaking long but his smilee he is always grinning. even just a poke and he’s already got a big dumb smile. he is literally the sun when being tickled, it’s absurd

i didnt even get into soft tickles yet what

okay so we all know his abs are sensitive. i think he might just die at some gentle fluttery fingers. same with his sides and back

hear me out. behind the knees. oh and biceps. and the underside of his arms in general. and his forearms. none of them are too bad, but he’ll still squirm a little if you just slowly trace your fingers over them

post-season-2(SPOILERS KINDA??) his wrist his mad sensitive from the crystal embedded in there.

all of his scars are sensitive too. i don’t think he has too many, but the ones he does have are Big and also very ticklish <3

all in all i think he’s very sensitive. he’s the type to be flinching and squirming at things that aren’t even supposed to be ticklish, like god this man cannot take a tummy rub. if someone’s hands are on him in a sensual manner he can’t hold back tiny little giggle-huffs.

whenever anyone’s hands are on his bare skin in any soft manner, he’s. he can’t. he is too ticklish to survive on this earth

okay im gonna stop myself there or im gonna be ranting for seven more paragraphs

ler!

this little shit oh my god

okay no i take that back. i feel like he would be a smug cocky little shit, but not always.

im sorry, i have to say it, engineer hands

i have less ler hcs than i do lee hcs for him but i do think he would be absurdly switchy. he’s the type of guy to just poke people at random whenever he’s bored or to prove a point

has a habit of digging. he’ll find a nice meaty spot and just squeeze it lighting fast for about a second and then give you a teensy little break before doing the exact same thing again

he can be a little merciless though. he doesn’t realize just how good he is at tickling, he just thinks everyone who he tickles is mad sensitive

its hilarious though. he’ll be like “How did I never know you were this ticklish?!” and the lee will be like I DIDN’T KNOW EITHER HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS-

his hands are going all over the place, too. if he has a really handsy/squirmy lee, he’ll just keep switching spots every time they go to defend something. arms glue to their sides? okay, he’ll switch to their knees. legs pull up? okay, neck now. shoulders scrunch? ooh, armpits are fun!

he is such a menace and doesn’t even realize it

he’s crazy playful. mostly back in academy days, but if you can get close enough to him as the man of progress, and he has some free time, he’s so freaking playful its wonderful

he thinks its fun, and he likes seeing people’s stress just melt away. he will get a little worried if you tell him to stop, though, and pulls back a little if you do. he doesn’t wanna hurt you or make you uncomfortable.

definitely pokes people a lot but doesn’t actually engage in full attacks all that often. usually he has to be pretty close friends with someone to do that.

he’s very gentle with viktor when he tickles him, sometimes a little too gentle. it’s agony

VIKTOR

lee!

okay im gonna say it now before the thought leaves my brain. ticklish ears

he’s a lot more keen to light tickles as rougher stuff just kinda hurts a lot of the time or gets him really overwhelmed

tbh if you wanna get him bad, tools are probably best bet. rough tickles with hands are a little too much, but get a feather or a pen or a brush and Hoo boy you’ve killed Viktor.

i don’t actually think he’s all that ticklish. like he is but he isn’t? he’s sensitive but not hypersensitive, i guess.

except for his bad spots. i think its more of a thing where he’s not too ticklish in most places but his bad spots get him writhing.

of course i’m obliged to say neck, ears, jaw, back.. the works. i think his stomach has the potential to be sensitive but he’s a little too skin and bones for it to really impact him.

he has a lot of vaguely unusual spots. his wrists and palms are sensitive, i think his scalp is even a little sensitive. he doesn’t like people playing with his hair for that reason

if not for his brace i’d say his back and spine especially would be real bad. without his brace, just tracing a line all the way up his spine has him jerking forward so hard sometimes he falls over. and absolutely spits out any drink he may be drinking. i mean it feels like stars bursting all the way up his back, okay?? so tingly

he’s the type to hold his stomach when laughing really hard, just in general

he’s also a big snorter, but he uhm.. he has a very maniacal laugh. it’s literally just like- a whole villain laugh. absolutely terrifying.

i think he’s a lot less sensitive than jayce in theory, but in practice he’s a lot less used to it and very squirmy

so squirmy. very slippery. i wouldn’t quite say nimble, because of his leg, but- at the very least very good at escaping.

definitely the type to go straight for his ler’s sides to get them off him. he panics and just squeezes. usually it works but sometimes it doesn’t

i think he has the potential to be a giggler. idk though. he wouldn’t have bubbly giggles as much as he would have really breathy, huffy giggles. silent giggles are another big thing

i think he’s very neutral on the whole concept. he has to be in the right mood and it has to be with someone he trusts with his life.

feather-ticklish bastard. trust me on this

ler!

idk about you guys but viktor talking like he’s documenting an experiment while tickling someone? oughhrgrh.

im usually not one for teases but aaugrgghgrgr.

his hands are absurdly nimble, so while he can commonly be overpowered by his lee, he’s still a slippery bastard and somehow manages to slip into all of someone’s worst spots

i’m kinda stealing this hc from someone else, but i think he is very good at predicting/guessing someone’s weak spots. “HOHOW DID YOU KNOW I-“ “oh, i just guessed. not very hard, you know.” gggggraagg

i really can’t explain just how evil he is. those nimble hands of his are all over someone in seconds, spidering and digging into every single spot and switching at lighting speeds.

very good at tickling people, i think. him and jayce are on a pretty even playing field for that

i have such a distinct idea of what ler!viktor would be but for some reason i just cant explain it with words.

TOGETHER

oh these two. these two. i’m.

they are so switchy it’s scary. tickle fights with these two are not tickle fights, they are strategic tickle wars.

viktor tickles jayce out of stress a lot. jayce is definitely the type to get overwhelmed with stress and not tell anyone, literal king of masking, but ofc viktor sees through it in seconds and wrecks him until he admits what’s wrong. and then viktor wrecks him some more so he can forget about it for a little while

they’re always teasing eachother. on energetic days they’re both so playful with eachother, and they’ll be poking eachother around the lab all day until one of them cracks and launches an attack

they wreck eachother just to prove a point sometimes.

jayce has a habit of getting viktor when he’s being too cocky or sassy. viktor has a habit of getting jayce just because he feels like it.

jayce tickles viktor when he’s bored, he’ll pick up a quill and flutter it against the back of viktor’s neck while he’s ranting about something.

they get revenge a lot, but then they get revenge on the revenge, so it’s kind of.. a cycle

they know eachother’s boundaries like the back of their hands, since they’ve known eachother so long they’re very good at knowing exactly when to stop and exactly what to do

they also pick up on eachother’s lee moods.. and ler moods sometimes. let’s just say jayce knows when to run when viktor gets a certain look in his eyes

aftercare with them is sickeningly soft. brushing hair out of faces, gently caressing skin, massaging eachother to get rid of some of the lingering tingles, all of it. they hold hands and press up next to eachother and ghhgh. even if its in a scenario where they aren’t dating, they still do all of this, and if someone questions it they just shrug. just two bros bein dudes, nothing to see here

i feel like these together hcs are so bad im sorry. it’s so early rn and im suffering Hunger. ill probably make more of these in the future if anyone is interested