#lee!amity

Luz was not expecting to discover that Amity Blight had abs.

It happened completely by accident. Mostly.

They were in Amity’s room, books spread everywhere, Luz lying on her stomach kicking her feet in the air while Amity was changing after getting back from training.

Luz glanced up—and froze.

“…Amity,” she said slowly, “since when are you… muscular?”

Amity, halfway through pulling on her shirt, turned bright red immediately. “I am not—”

“You have abs,” Luz said, sitting up. “Like— actual abs. Since when??”

“I’ve been working out with Willow!” Amity said defensively, quickly pulling her shirt down. “It’s not a big deal!”

“It is a big deal. For science reasons.”

“Luz, no—”

Too late. Luz reached forward and poked Amity right in the belly button.

Amity squeaked.

Not a dignified squeak. A very small, very startled, very ticklish squeak.

They both froze.

Luz’s eyes widened. Slowly, a mischievous grin spread across her face. “Amity Blight…”

Amity backed up a step. “Luz Noceda, don’t you dare.”

“Was that a squeak?”

“NO!”

“For science,” Luz said, wiggling her fingers, “I’m gonna need to test that theory.”

“LUZ—!”

Luz darted forward and scribbled her fingers across Amity’s stomach.

Amity burst into laughter instantly, doubling over. “LUHUHUZ— LUZ—! STOHOHOP—!”

“Oh my gosh, you’re so ticklish!” Luz said, delighted, continuing to wiggle her fingers over Amity’s stomach and sides.

“IT TIHIHICKLES—!” Amity tried to grab Luz’s wrists, but she was laughing too hard to be very effective.

Unfortunately for Amity, someone had been walking past the door at that exact moment.

Edric paused. “…Do I hear Amity laughing?”

Emira peeked in. They both saw Luz tickling Amity’s stomach while Amity tried (and failed) to escape.

They looked at each other.

Then they grinned.

“Oh, this is valuable information,” Emira whispered.

“Extremely valuable,” Edric agreed.

Before Amity could react, the twins rushed in.

“Wait— NO—” Amity tried to run, but Edric grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms.

“Luz,” Emira said sweetly, “care to share the scientific results?”

Luz gasped dramatically. “She’s extremely ticklish. Very important research.”

Amity stared at her in betrayal. “Luz!”

“Well,” Edric said, cracking his knuckles, “for science.”

“NONONO— EDRIC— EMIRA— DON’T YOU—!”

Emira immediately went for Amity's belly, squeezing it and targeting her sister's belly button, specifically. It was a melt spot for the young witchling

Amity shrieked loudly, trying to twist away. “YOHOHOU GUYS ARE THE WOHORST—!”

“Oh, we’re just getting started,” Emira said.

Edric smirked. “Hey, Mittens… remember when you used to hate having your ears touched?”

Amity’s eyes widened. “Edric, don’t you—”

He gently scribbled behind her ear.

Amity SHRIEKED and burst into giggles, shoulders scrunching up. “NOHOHOHO— NOT THE EHEHEARS—!”

“Oh wow,” Luz said. “That’s a bad spot.”

“That’s a great spot,” Emira corrected, now wiggling her fingers up into Amity’s armpits.

Amity completely lost it, laughter turning loud and uncontrollable as she tried to clamp her arms down. “IHIHI CAHAN’T—! STOHOHOHOP—!”

Edric kept lightly tickling her ears while Emira scribbled in her armpits and Luz attacked her stomach and sides.

It was way too much.

Amity was laughing so hard she could barely stand. “PLEHEHEASE—! I’M SOHOHORRY FOR WHATEHEVER I DIHID—!”

“You existed,” Edric said.

“You’re our sister,” Emira added.

“And this is for science,” Luz finished.

After another minute of relentless tickling, they finally stopped.

Amity immediately dropped onto her bed, breathing hard, face completely red, hair a mess.

“I hate all of you,” she mumbled into her pillow.

Luz sat next to her and kissed her cheek. “You love us.”

Amity paused.

“…Maybe,” she admitted.

From the doorway, Edric whispered to Emira, “We are so using this information later.”

It was another magical afternoon at the Owl House, and Luz was watching Amity practice a new spell in the yard. The idea was simple—summon some vines to trap an enemy. The execution? Well…

“Alright, here goes nothing,” Amity muttered, concentrating. She raised her hands, a green glow forming at her fingertips, and then—

WHOOSH!

A burst of magic shot from her hands, and vines erupted from the ground. Amity’s triumphant grin lasted about half a second before she realized—they weren’t stopping.

The vines snapped around her arms, then her waist, then her legs, twisting and tightening until she was completely immobilized.

“Wha—?! No, no, no!” Amity yelped, wriggling. She struggled, but the spell had gone completely rogue.

Luz, who had been casually lounging nearby, burst into laughter. “Pffft—Amity, what did you do?”

“I—I don’t know!” Amity snapped, blushing furiously as she tried to move. “Luz, stop laughing and help me!”

Luz grinned, stepping closer. “Okay, okay, let’s see what we’re working with here.” She reached for the vines wrapped around Amity’s waist, trying to loosen them.

As she dug her fingers in to pry them apart, Amity suddenly squeaked.

Luz blinked. “Uh… what was that?”

“N-Nothing!” Amity said way too quickly, her face going red.

Luz narrowed her eyes, now intrigued. She tried again, pressing her fingers against Amity’s sides as she worked the vines loose.

“EEP!” Amity jerked violently, a breathy giggle escaping her lips.

Luz froze. Then a slow, mischievous grin spread across her face. “Wait a second… Amityyy—are you ticklish?”

Amity stiffened, her whole body tensing in the vines. “I—I am NOT! Just get me out of—AHH! NOHOHOHO!”

Too late. Luz wiggled her fingers into Amity’s waist, lightly squeezing her sides. The reaction was instant—Amity burst into giggles, twisting as much as the vines allowed.

“Luhuhuhuz! Stahahap!”

Luz gasped dramatically. “Oh. My. Titan. You are ticklish!” She giggled wickedly. “And you can’t even move? Ohhhh, this is perfect.”

Amity shook her head frantically. “NO! IT’S NOT PERFECT!”

Luz smirked. “Oh, I disagree.” She started lightly wiggling her fingers all over Amity’s sides, teasingly slow.

“Luhuhuhuz! I swehehehear!” Amity threatened between laughter, her voice shaking.

“You swear what?” Luz teased. “You’re gonna hex me? You can’t even move! Looks like I get to have all the fun!”

She playfully danced her fingers up Amity’s ribs, then back down to her waist, grinning at how Amity squirmed and twisted with every touch.

Amity’s face was bright red. “LUHUHUZ! PLEHEHEASE!”

Luz giggled. “Alright, alright. I’ll stop…”

Amity gasped, relieved. “Thank yo—”

“… eventually,” Luz finished with an evil grin. Then, before Amity could protest, Luz’s fingers slid lower.

Amity froze in sheer horror. “Luz… don’t you dare.”

“Oh, I dare,” Luz said sweetly.

With that, she attacked—her fingers scribbling against the bottoms of Amity’s feet, tracing along her arches, wiggling into every ticklish spot she could find.

“NOHOHOHO! LUHUHUZ!” Amity shrieked, her laughter turning desperate. She thrashed as much as the vines allowed, her toes curling and flexing in a futile attempt to escape.

Luz laughed along with her. “Ohhh wow, Amity, your feet are so ticklish! I think this is your worst spot, huh?”

Amity could barely breathe, her laughter turning silent as Luz’s fingers danced along her sensitive soles. “STAHAHAP! IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T!”

Luz smirked. “Awww, poor Mittens, all trapped and helpless!” She wiggled her fingers under Amity’s toes, making her squeal. “Tickle, tickle, tickle~!”

“LUHUHUZ! IHIHIH SWEHEHEAR—I’M GONNA GET YOU BACK!”

Luz finally pulled her hands away, giggling as Amity slumped in the vines, panting.

“Well, that was fun,” Luz grinned. “Want me to actually get you out now?”

Amity glared at her through teary eyes. “I—I hate you.”

Luz smirked. “Aww, you love me.”

Amity scowled. “You’re so dead when I get out.”

Luz just grinned. “Sure, sure. But until then… tickle, tickle!”

“LUZ, NOHOHOHO—!”

TickleTober Day 29 - Magic

~Oooh, been a sec since I’ve written anything TOH. It was a bit of a challenge to get back into their swing of things, but I like how this turned out. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!~

Lee: Amity

Ler: Willow

Summary: Amity’s in a lee mood, all her usual helpers not around to aid her. Luckily, Willow is there to lend a couple helping hands. Or rather, helping vines…

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!

Prompt 68 - "What’s that? Stop saying tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle?”

A/N: awwww omfg fsnskdjfnskjgn this TEASE

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“Ahahahahahaha Luhuhuhuz stahahahahahop! Stop stop stop sahahahahahaying thahahahat!” Amity squealed as Luz tickled along her sides and pressed ticklish kisses to her neck.

“What?” Luz mumbled into the skin behind her ear. “Stop saying what? How ticklish you are?”

“Hehehehee! Yehehehehehes! Ahahaha!” She wailed between giggles. “I cahahahan’t!”

“So you’re saying you want me to stop saying tickle, tickle, tickletickletickletickle—”

“LUZ!” Amity squealed, cutting her off.

“But you’re so cute when you blush!” Luz argued with a whine. “And you’re sooooo ticklish.” She smirked, Amity could feel it against her neck. “And sooooo easy to tease.”

“HeheheheHEHEEHEE PLEHEHEASE!”

“Alright, alright. I’ll stop saying tickle tickle tickle tickle and I’ll just tickle you instead!” Luz announced over increasing protests and squeals.

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Yeah ofc! (I'm sorry if there are any English mistakes, it's not my first language)

Amity looked in the mirror, she looked at her eyes, skin, and her face in general, thought she looked similar to her mother, she felt uncomfortable but then she heard a voice and snapped out of her thoughts. “Hey sweet potato!” a voice rang out from the doorway,“Watcha doing?” Luz asked, “Nothing Luz, I'm just looking in the mirror”.

Amity's voice sounded sad and her face made her look like she was uncomfortable, like her reflection was not her’s, “Batata, you don't look or sound okay, do you want to talk about it?” Luz nuzzled into her neck, “Luhuhuz! thahahat tihihickles!” Just then Luz got an idea, she moved her hands down to her sides and started scribbling on them, Amity laughter went up a bit, and her legs almost gave out.

Luz took that as a sign to move to her bed where she couldn't hurt herself, “Aww~ batata your laughter is so cute!” Luz teased, “SHUHUHUHT UHUHUHUP! Amity said through her laughter, Luz gasped in fake offense, “Amity Blight! How rude of you to say that to your girlfriend!” After she said that Luz started scribbling all over her stomach and then she took a deep breath and blew the biggest raspberry she could muster right in the middle of her stomach. Amity screamed and immediately started laughing again, LUHUHUHUHUHUHUZ! STAHAHAHAHAHAHP IHIHIHIHIHIHT” she yelled, and just like that Luz stopped.

“Well, now that you aren't sad do you want to talk about it?” Luz asked, Amity took a second to catch her breath and sat up, “I-I was looking in the mirror and I thought I looked like Odalia, I wanted to cry but then you came” Amity said, “Amity, you are the most amazing girl I've ever met, don't ever think that you look remotely close to that woman, you are beautiful” Luz replied, “Thank you Luz” Amity said, “I'll give you a fifteen second head start” Amity said after that, “Huh?” Luz said “ Luz, if you tickle me I tickle you back” Amity said.

Legends say that Luz ran so fast, that not even the fastest person in the world could beat her.

TickleTober Day 13 - Sneak Attack

Is it just me, or have I written pretty much the same scenario three times now? Hopefully there’s been improvement between them (>m<). Busted this thing out the night before I left town, so I’m sorry for any grammatical errors. I’m kinda straying away from TOH, so I might be taking it off my list. Still, thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Amity

Lers: Emira, Edric

Summary: Amity tries once again to get her siblings back for their tickly attacks. The twins catch on, quickly putting a stop to her plan with one of their own.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

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Back with another lee amity fic that GAAAAASP, isn’t lumity??

Anyway, here’s the sibling au fic nobody asked for but I wanted to write.

Summary: In a sibling Au, Amity goes to visit her big sister, Amelia, who’s been living on her own for a while. The two catch up for lost time, and Amelia gets her sister to lighten up.

Ler: Amelia/Beta!Amity

Lee: Canon!Amity

Warning: yes, the tickle part of this fic is very focused on, but I’d honestly call this more of a fluff fic. If you dislike tickle fics though, this isn’t for you!

On with the show.

“So,” Amelia began, flipping through channels on the crystal ball, sitting on the couch with Amity in Amelia’s small apartment.

“I haven’t seen you since you were like, 10. “ She continued, shuffling around on the leather below her. “You still hanging out with those mean-ass twerps?” She looked to the side at her little sister. Amity’s eyes widened for a moment, knowing that Amelia was referencing Boscha and her gang. She paused for instance, then spoke;

“No, I’ve been hanging out with better people, I think. Me and.. me and Willow.. are actually friends again.” She said carefully, looking up to meet the eyes of her big sister. She felt a playful jab in her shoulder, and heard Amelia chuckle. “Dang I missed a lot, huh Mittens? New hairdo, new friends..”

She raised her eyebrow teasingly, “New girlfriend?”

Amity turned bright red and gave an embarrassed little gasp. “H-How did you know about that?!” Amelia chuckled again, now giving up on finding something to watch to instead turn and face the other girl. “You didn’t think Ed and Em weren’t gonna tell me about your little relationship, did you?” She smirked. “So tell me about her. Is she as dorky as you?”

Amity’s blush held as she tried to find the words to describe Luz. She shuffled, then took a breath. “She’s.. really sweet.. and cute. And genuine. And she likes Azura, like me!”

Amelia rolled her eyes, “So she IS a nerd too.. you’re perfect for eachother then, huh?”

Amity just shrugged awkwardly.

“Cmon, are you like, incapable of laughing? I haven’t even seen you smile that much since I’ve picked you up! I woulda though you would be happy to get a break from Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.” Amelia said, poking the girl in her ribs. Amity gave a surprised squeak.

Amelia smirked devilishly, an idea working its way in her brain.

“Remember when we had to do the family portrait every year, and you didn’t wanna smile?~” she teased, getting a position that Amity knew oh too well. The girl was ready to pounce, and Amity shuffled back with a nervous smile on her face. “Y-Yes..?” She answered, knowing what was to come.

“And then I would put my hands riiiiight here..” Amelia continued, placing her hands on her sister’s sides, her thumbs inward on her tummy as if she was texting on her scroll.

A little “Eep!” Escaped Amity’s mouth, and her sister grinned wider.

“And just as the photographer took the picture, I’d do.. THIS!”

Amelia squeezed her hands, and just as she did, Amity squeaked out into a fit of giggles.

“Oh, so you CAN still laugh, huh?” The older girl said teasingly, continuing her attack.

“Stohohop!” Amity whined through her laughter, attempting to fight her sister off. She never did back in the pictures, the proof being her huge smile that nobody else in the picture really possessed. They weren’t even really supposed to smile, but Amelia never wanted to do things her family did, and would always smile right along beside Amity (If not as giddy-looking)

She was part of the reason why Amity decided to act out of tradition, too. In truth, she was just following in her big sister’s footsteps.

Now though, she only giggled and squeaked and laughed her head off.

It had been awhile.

Not the being tickled part. No, Luz did that to her many times, and she’d never let on the fact that she didn’t exactly hate it that much. (She definitely enjoyed it.)

But Amelia, playing with her like they were younger..

Amelia..

seeing Amelia. It had been awhile.

Amity guessed the older girl felt it too, as she had blinked, stopping her assault.

Almost there for a second, Amelia could she see her little sister in her arms, just as young as the last time she saw her.

Her smiling, giggly face, and how seeing it for just a few moments was worth the lecture she would receive from her mother about how ‘undignified’ she was.

She was snapped back into reality as Amity hugged her tight, the sweetest little giggle in her voice as she spoke.

“I missed you.”

Amelia smiled and returned the hug tighter, closing her eyes.