Can I please have Cesar tickle Mark? If yes, then thanks a lot. I fucking miss those two, especially Mark...
Books And Boredom
Summary: Cesar is bored. What better way to entertain yourself than to bother your friend?
Pairings: None
A/N: here you go my friend! I had lots of fun writing this and I hope you enjoy. :)
Word Count: 457
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“Mark, I’m bored.. pay attention to meee!” Cesar groaned with theatrical boredom, thoroughly irritating his friend who was trying to read.
“Okay? What do you want me to do about it?” Mark asked in an exasperated tone.
“You’re not a toddler, you can entertain yourself.”
With that, he focused his attention back on the text filled pages.
Cesar let out an obnoxious sigh before an idea hit him, making him grin mischievously.
He quickly sat up and snatched the book from Marks hands.
“Cesar, what the-” but before he could finish his sentence, Cesar tossed the book aside and jumped on Mark, pinning him to the couch and promptly scribbling his fingers all over his friends sides.
“Hehey! Stop thahahahat!!" he laughed and pushed at Cesar's hands, only fueling the shorter boy’s enthusiasm.
“Ha! This is what you get for ignoring me!” Cesar moved his hands towards Mark’s stomach, earning a loud guffaw.
“DUHUHUDE, I WAS REHEHEADING!” He yelled through his laughter as though his defense was reasonable in Cesar’s mischievous eyes when in reality, it was far from it.
“Oh I see.” Cesar briefly stopped, feigning hurt. “So books are more important than our friendship? Is that what you’re saying, Mark?”
Mark rolled his eyes while he tried to catch his breath.
“Man, you’re so dramatic.”
Cesar gasped and placed a hand over his heart.
“Dramatic?! Well, excuse me for valuing our friendship more than stupid books!”
As if it was a punishment, he dug his fingers into Mark’s ribs, knowing it was a hot spot for tickles.
Mark shrieked and grabbed at the offending hands in a futile attempt at defending himself.
“SHIHIHIHIT! STOP IT YOU AHAHASS!”
Cesar started laughing along by this point, enjoying the playful activity way more than sitting on the couch trapped in boredom.
“Why would I stop? I’m having too much fun!” He grinned, fingers picking up the pace.
Mark was too lost in laughter to come up with a response. The sensation wasn’t all bad, but it was hardly bearable and he needed to do something.
Seeing that Cesar was somewhat distracted in his own amused laughter, Mark shot a hand towards the shorter boy’s stomach, earning a surprised yelp.
Cesar toppled over and curled up, defensively wrapping his arms around his stomach and looking at Mark as if it was some grand betrayal.
“That’s so not fair! I wasn’t paying attention!”
Mark smirked at the childish complaint.
“Don’t dish out what you can’t handle, my friend.”
Having seemingly recovered from the tickle attack, Mark picked up his book again and sat back down.
Before he continued his reading, he looked down at his best friend and spoke.
“For the record, I am so getting you back for that.”
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I bet he'd either be tickling someone and purposely let them escape or beforehand give them a chance to run and hide to make it more fun like hide and seek with a deadly punishment
He'd walk around teasing the person by calling out to them like
"Come out come out wherever you aree~"
OR
"Oh (insert name here)~ you can only hide so long before I find you~"
in a sort of like hshdksvsn I can't explain it voice
Any good opertunity to tickle someone he would jump onto
Like mark getting his arms stuck above his head after trying to take off his hoodie
Anyslays onto lee cesar >:)
Lee!cesar
He can dish out teasy phrases and lines but he can't take it himself
Teasing cesar would just make his brain stop/pos
His underarms and sides seem very ticklish to me (hence why he wears the suits so often to shield himself
Mark has defonately wrecked poor cesar once or twice
Even getting into tickle fights with Mark and losing horrendously X)
If he's ever in a lee mood he will be the most annoying person to mark just to get it because he'd be too scared to ask
Disclaimer: I do not own Mandela Catalogue or it’s characters.
Characters: Cesar Torres, Mark Heathcliff
Pairings: none. This is very much platonic :)
Summary: Mark notices that Cesar hasn’t been acting like himself.
A/N- I literally wrote this at 3 AM last night so the grammar is probably not very great💀
Also in case it wasn’t obvious, this is a tickle fic. Please don’t read if that makes you uncomfy. ❤️
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Cesar hasn’t been acting like himself, and nobody picks this up faster than his best friend of course.
Mark and Cesar have been inseparable ever since they were kids; so when something was up, the other often knew.
“Cesar, you know if there’s something bothering you; you can talk to me, right?” Mark assured, putting a hand on his friends shoulder.
Cesar tensed at the touch before relaxing, averting his eyes to the floor.
“I know..” He mumbled almost timidly.
Mark looked saddened by the quiet response; he hated seeing his friend upset.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” He asked, voice laced with sincerity.
Cesar’s cheeks tinted a light pink and he fiddled with his hands.
“I mean.. it’s stupid…” He muttered.
Mark raised a brow.
“Cesar, look at me.”
Cesar hesitantly shifted his gaze back to his best friend.
“What’s stupid to you isn’t stupid to me; if there’s something I can do for you, let me know.”
The words made Cesar timidly look away again.
This time however, a slight smile was visible.
“Well…” He started.
“A hug would be nice.”
Mark couldn’t help but smile fondly at the simple request.
Without any hesitation, he wrapped his arms around his smaller friend, engulfing him in a comforting warmth.
Cesar hugged back and closed his eyes with a content sigh.
They stayed like this for awhile before eventually pulling away.
“I can’t believe you were almost too embarrassed to ask for a hug.” Mark teased with a poke to Cesar’s side.
Cesar jumped with a squeak.
“Dude, what was that?” Mark laughed with a knowing expression.
“Nothing!” Cesar replied defensively, already covering his torso protectively.
Mark smirked.
“You know, Cesar… I think you could really use a laugh.”
He playfully wiggled his fingers in Cesar’s direction, watching his eyes widen and his cheeks darken.
“And I think I know just how to help.”
With that said, hands latched onto the victims sides, squeezing without any hesitation.
Cesar shrieked and crumbled to the floor almost immediately as giggles fell from his lips.
Mark followed his giggly friend to the floor and lightly pinned him.
“Mark, nohohoho!” He protested, squirming and weakly holding onto the attackers wrists.
“Mark, yes!” Mark countered, heart melting at his friends happy expression.
“Look at you! You look happier already.”
Cesar let go of Mark’s wrists in favor of covering his own blushing face.
Mark retracted his hands and huffed in dissatisfaction.
“Why are you trying to hide that happy face from me? I wanna see that smile!”
He dug under his friends arms in an attempt to get him to lower them.
Cesar screeched, shooting his arms down so quickly that it startled Mark a little.
“There’s that smile!” Mark couldn’t fight the smile on his own face.
“M-MARK WAHAHAHAIT!!”
“Oh man, I forgot how bad this spot is for you.”
Mark teased but decided it would be best to switch spots.
Pulling his hands back, he let Cesar catch his breath for a moment.
“If I remember correctly…” Mark poked Cesar in the stomach.
Cesar squeaked and slapped his hands over his mouth in embarrassment.
“This spot is pretty ticklish.” He smirked and wiggled his fingers above the smaller’s stomach.
Panicked giggles tumbled from Cesar’s lips as he squirmed and kicked in anticipation.
Mark couldn’t help but laugh.
“Duhude, I haven’t even touched you yet! You must be really REALLY ticklish here..”
He laughed more when he saw his friends cheeks darken.
“S-Shut uhuhuhup!”
Mark gasped in mock offense.
“That is so rude! Someone ought to put you in your place.”
With that, he clawed at the sensitive skin on his friends stomach.
Cesar threw his head back with a squeal and erupted into loud happy laughter, a bright smile on his face.
“MAHAHARK!!”
“That’s my name. What’s up Cesar?” Mark asked, innocently.
“T-TIHIHICKLES!!” Cesar screeched through his laughter; squirming and kicking, trying to cope with the tingly feelings shooting through his body.
Mark laughed with him.
“Really? You don’t say… Does this tickle as well?”
He switched from clawing to light scribbles.
Cesar snorted, causing Mark to pull his hands back in surprise.
Cesar looked at him with wide eyes and he was sure his cheeks were hotter than the sun.
Mark looked dumbfounded.
“Oh. My. God…” His smile slowly grew bigger and more mischievous.
“Did you just snort?!”
Cesar buried his red face in his hands again.
“N-Nohooo…” It was muffled by his hands but Mark still heard it.
“You totally did! Don’t lie to me, Cesar…” He growled playfully, his wiggly fingers returning to the victims stomach to continue the playful attack.
This time the laughter he received was giggly and peppered with snorts.
“Aww, you did it again! That’s so cute!” Mark cooed, knowing damn well that Cesar couldn’t handle it.
“M-MAHARK! N-NO! DOHONT! QUIHIT IT!”
Mark raised a brow.
“Don’t quit it? Don’t worry, I wasn’t planning on it. Your laughter is so precious that I don’t think I could stop even if I wanted to.” He teased and watched Cesar’s eyes widen as he realized how his sentence sounded.
“W-Wahahait.. That’s n-not what I meHeANT!!”
Mark changed tactics and kept one hand softly scribbling along his tummy while the other hand fluttered fingers along his neck.
The soft, gentle tickles elicited a flurry of happy, hiccupy giggles with squeaks and snorts here and there.
“Cesar, I’ve been your best friend since we were kids. I can read you like a book, man.”
Mark chuckled sincerely as he enjoyed the sweet sounds.
He loved tickling Cesar.
The poor boy was often stressed; whether it be about his mom, alternates or something else entirely.
Mark knew better than anyone that Cesar needed help relaxing every now and again, and he was more than happy to help him out.
Eventually, the tickling slowed to a stop.
Mark crawled off and sat beside the giggling mess.
Cesar was curled up with his arms wrapped around his stomach, his hair was a disheveled mess, his cheeks were glowing red and residual giggles poured from his lips; it was quite a sight.
Mark ruffled his friends hair.
“Wanna watch a movie?”
Cesar only nodded.
They eventually got settled on the couch.
“Hey Mark?”
“Hm?”
Cesar snuggled into the taller boy.
“Thank you..” He murmured.
Mark smiled softly and wrapped an arm around his best friend.
