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TickleTober Day 15 - “Are you ticklish?”

~THANK YOU ANON!✨✨✨✨ Sero is best boy, no doubt about it. Fair warning, I haven’t watched the newest season yet, so this is gonna be written with the knowledge I have! As for the movie reference in here, let’s be honest: that scene with the spiders got a good few of us. I may or may not have let my old crush on Sero show here… Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy! Happy spooky season!~

Lee: Gender Neutral Reader (nickname “hon”)

Ler: Hanta Sero

Summary: What starts as an innocent movie hang-out becomes tickly chaos as Sero makes a rather interesting discovery. Unfortunately for you, he’s quite happy with the new source of entertainment.

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

Hi there! Omg yes! That’s such a cute idea! Hope this is what you had in mind!

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You wandered into Varian’s lab, having found one of his books at their house. You had been planning to return it to Varian as a good friend would do. The only problem was that the lab was pitch black.

“Ugh, Varian turn on a light! Someone could trip and you're clumsy enough already- AAH!”

Whatever you were planning on saying next was cut off as you triggered one of Varian’s goo traps, and thus pinning you against the wall.

“Haha, yes my new trap works! Thanks Ruddi- Oh my gosh, Y/N! I’m so sorry I’ll get you out! Hang on!” As the lights flickered on, you were met with Varian’s sheepish grin.

This was a fairly normal occurrence in the lab. You walking into one of Varian’s experiments and ultimately becoming an unwitting test subject. You groaned and wriggled in your sticky trap and gave the alchemist an unimpressed look.

“Seriously? You could have warned me, Varian.”

Varian smiled shyly as he approached you.

“I know, I know. My bad. Let me get you down.”

“Much appreciated- h-hehehey! Watch where you poke!” You twisted awkwardly away as Varian’s fingers prodded your side as he attempted to peel the gunk off you. He grinned at you with mischievous intent. You knew that look all too well.

“Varian, just get me down!” You demanded, full well knowing he wasn’t going to.

“Oh no, Y/N. You aren’t going anywhere. I think it’s time for a little payback for all the times you’ve tickled me lately.”

“B-but I thought you liked it when I tickle you!” Varian snickers at your futile attempts to escape.

“Perhaps, but that doesn’t mean you get away with it.”

With that, Varian jabbed his fingers into your sides, eliciting a shriek.

“Aww, you’re so cute when you’re giggling, N/N! Keep it up! You’re gonna be here awhile.”

Combined with the tickling, Varian’s teasing was driving you mad. You should have known this day would come sooner rather than later. You just hadn’t expected Varian to be such a mean ler! Especially considering how he pretty much crumbled when roles were reversed.

“N-NO- ST-STAHAHAHA-PLEAHEA!” You were laughing to hard to even form a coherent sentence and when Varian dug into your tummy you lost all form of sanity and dissolved into giggles.

“Sorry, I don’t speak ticklish, Y/N. But if I had to guess, I’d say those absolutely precious giggles mean you’re enjoying yourself. Laugh if I’m correct.”

And laugh you did. You could barely breathe at that point and Varian seemed to notice that and slowly brought his tickling to a halt.

“Fuck…. You….” You breathed out through residual giggles. Varian smirked and rolled his eyes.

“Oh please, you know you enjoyed that. Now, let me get you down for real this time.”

After Varian let you down from the goo trap, you looked at him with a smirk.

“My turn.” You said. Before Varian could process that, you had tackled him and started tickling him mercilessly.

It was going to be a long day full of back and forth tickles, but you couldn’t complain.

And based on Varian’s shrieks of laughter when you attacked his tummy with raspberries, he couldn’t either.

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This was requested awhile ago by @blahhhhhhhohmigosh. Hope you enjoy!

You snickered to yourself as you doodled a goofy mustache on Eugene’s face with black ink. It was the finishing touch to your masterpiece of a prank. You had already stolen Varian’s goggles, rearranged Eugene’s countless hair and skin products, and turned Ruddiger green.

You were quite pleased with yourself and your mischief making.

You gasped as Eugene snorted awake, his eyes flying open.

You fumbled your drop the pen, but you only made things worse for yourself so you did the reasonable thing and bolted from the scene.

Eugene walked to his mirror to freshen up and screamed in horror.

“Y\N! You’re dead, kid!”

You laughed and continued running, not noticing Varian coming down the hall until you smacked into him.

“Aha! I knew it was you! Give me my goggles!”

Panicking, you blurted out in a very calm, not suspicious way,

“What goggles?”

Varian squinted at you, unamused by your attempt to play dumb.

“The ones on your head.”

“Oh those goggles! Nah, I think I’ll keep ‘em.”

You went to skip away, but Varian grabbed your arm and pulled you back.

“Give them back and give Ruddiger a bath, Y/N. Or else.”

You stuck out your tongue.

“Or else what, nerd.”

Varian was about to respond when Eugene stormed around the corner, his doodled face contorted in frustration.

“Oh, good! You got them Hairstripe.”

“Yeah. Let me guess. They did that to you?”

Eugene glared at you and you pulled a face at him.

“Yes, they did. As well as completely disorganizing my vanity! How am I supposed to wash this off if I don’t know where little Picasso here put the right cleanser!”

Varian snorted and disguised it as a cough.

“So what are we going to do with the little twerp?”

You gulped and tried to make a run for it, but Eugene grabbed you and held you up by the armpits.

“I know just the thing to teach our little friend here a lesson.”

The ex conman said, grinning at Varian before saying,

“They happen to be very ticklish.”

Varian’s eyes lit up and he grinned, atlash of his old villain days returning for a split second as he watched you thrash in Eugene’s grasp.

“Perfect.”

All hell broke loose as both sides of your stomach were ruthlessly tickled.

You screamed and thrashed, laughing hysterically and begging for mercy.

“So, you gonna apologize?”

Eugene’s asked from behind you.

“N-Never!”

Varian’s eyebrows shot up in amusement and surprise at your gall.

“No? Are you sure?”

Fingers dug in everywhere and anywhere they could find, leaving you hysterical and gasping for breath by the time you blurted,

“Nohohohoho! I’m sohohohorry! I’m sorry! I’ll do anything just stahahahahap!”

As soon as they started, the tickles stopped and you were set back on your feet.

“That’s good. No you are going to reorganize my vanity.”

Eugene said.

“And give me my goggles,”

You huffed and handed Varian his goggles.

“And give Ruddiger a bath.”

You were about to object, but Varian poked your side and threatened,

“Or we can just tickle you some more.”

“Okay, okay I’ll give the stupid trash panda a bath and help organize Eugene’s vanity!”

Both boys seemed pleased with the answer, but a few hours later when all was said and done Eugene screamed again when he realized you had swapped his shampoo with hair dye.