#lee!taph

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Word count: 1.5k

Ler: Shedletsky

Lee: Taph

Summary: Taph wants pets. Shedletsky notices.

A/N: Taph uses they/them pronouns in this fic. Additionally, I headcanon that they and Shedletsky have a strong bond because they preen each other, and Taph trusts him enough to show him their face.

I wrote them as platonic, but you're welcome to interpret this however you want.

P.S. Yes, the title and some of Taph’s mannerisms at the start are from that Youtube video of a pigeon.

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Cruuuuh.

“What was that?” Elliot asked, looking around from the counter where he was making his pizzas. He was met with a shrug from the other survivors, so he returned to his pizza, figuring that it must have been from outside the cabin.

Cruuuuuuuh. Cruuuuuuuh.

“Alright, whichever one of you is making that sound, fess up.” Chance groaned. Every survivor in the cabin began to look around at each other, trying to pinpoint where the sound was coming from. “Well, it kinda sounds like a…” Shedletsky began, before scratching his head in thought. “What was that bird that goes like that again?”

“What bird?” Shedletsky asked from the doorway, walking in and grabbing a can of Bloxy Cola from the counter. “I haven’t seen any birds around here other than me and Taph, and we’re not even actual birds so-“

Cruuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

Shedletsky froze, and his gaze immediately jolted towards the only survivor who would coo like a bird. “Ah... I’m surprised none of you noticed it.”

“Noticed what?” Two Time interrupted, climbing down the stairs.

Shedletsky shook his head briefly, turning back to the living room. “It’s nothing to worry about.”

Hesitantly, the other survivors gave their responses of acceptance, returning to their original activities. When Shedletsky was sure nobody was paying attention to him, he walked over to the corner where Taph was sitting.

Well, sitting may not have been the right word to describe what Taph was doing.

Shedletsky sighed as he looked down at Taph, whose right wing was moving up and down in short bursts. Their head was bowed down, and they were hugging themselves with their arms wrapped tightly around one of their pillows. “Taph.” He sighed, and the demolitionist’s head jolted up in shock.

‼️‼️‼️burst out of their hood as they jumped, and they only clutched the pillow tighter.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.” Shedletsky chuckled, and he leaned in closer to avoid anyone overhearing his ‘conversation’. “Look, Taph. I know what’s happening here. So if you want me to help you with it, I can.”

Taph’s head tilted hesitantly, and they stared up at Shedletsky before nodding vigorously. 👍🙏🙏🙏

“Okay then.” Shedletsky nodded. Taph stood up hurriedly, wing still twitching as they walked through the living room. Small coos came from their hood, and Shedletsky chuckled do himself as he followed Taph upstairs.

Once they were in Taph’s room, Shedletsky closed the door behind them as Taph sat cross-legged on their bed. “Do you need me to preen your wings again or…” Shedletsky prompted, letting Taph tell him what it was that was making him flap.

🙂‍↔️🫵✋ was Taph’s response, and Shedletsky had to wrack his brain for its meaning before his eyes widened in response. “…You just want me to pet you?”

🙏❓, Taph asked.

“Sure. Not like I have anything to do anyways.” He shrugged, and both of Taph’s wings immediately began to flap up and down under their cloak in excitement.

Cruuuuuh. Cruuuuuuuuh.

“Yeah yeah, I know. Now scoot over so I can sit down.”

Taph moved over as Shedletsky sat down next to them on the bed, and Shedletsky gave Taph a questioning glance. “Now, where do you want pets?”

Taph, almost too excited to even think, hurriedly produced an answer with a slew of emojis. Shedletsky smiled as he watched the symbols pop out one after one, and he leaned over to get closer to the excited demolitionist. 

Before Shedletsky could do anything, Taph slid their wings out of their cloak, revealing their black and gold feathers. Shyly, they looked at Shedletsky through their hood, and reached up to it.

“You can remove it if you want, Taph.” Shedletsky absentmindedly muttered, but his mind was too busy trying to process that Taph was about to remove his hood. He hadn’t ever seen the other avian’s face before, yet the fact that they trusted him enough made him feel warm inside.

Taph grasped their hood, slowly sliding it off until it rested at their shoulders. They pulled their bandana down as well, fully revealing their face to Shedletsky.

The admin observed Taph’s face with a piqued, careful curiosity. Taph had dark-grey skin and faded golden eyes, with a few black and gold feathers littering their cheeks and forehead. On the lower right side of their face and neck was a large scar which Shedletsky assumed was from a Subspace Tripmine, and their hair was jet-black with streaks of gold.

“Whoa.” Shedletsky breathed out. Upon reading Taph’s concerned expression, he quickly clarified his reaction as to not scare the demolitionist away. “Nothing’s wrong, don’t worry Taph. I just didn’t expect you to look like this.”

Taph smiled in satisfaction, moving closer and nuzzling Shedletsky’s shoulder with their hair. Shedletsky noted how soft it was, remembering that Taph wanted it pet. How lucky he was.

Taph’s right wing kept vibrating as Shedletsky ran his fingers through their hair, massaging the feathers on their forehead. He used his other hand to gently scratch the trail of feathers down Taph’s neck, and their relaxed coos instantly became louder. 

Cruuuuuuh… Cruuuuh… Cruuuuuuh…

“Feels nice, doesn’t it?” Shedletsky asked softly, wrapping one of his arms around Taph’s waist. As his fingers combed their hair and feathers, his other hand moved to Taph’s sides, squeezing once.

A startled coo came out of Taph, who looked frantically at Shedletsky. “Whaaat?” He asked, a cheeky grin forming on his face. “I’m not doing anything.”

🫵🪶, Taph complained, and Shedletsky clicked his teeth. “Yeah, alright. You caught me.”

Before Taph could react, Shedletsky began to pinch and squeeze Taph’s sides gently, and the demolitionist began to laugh silently.

🪶🪶‼️, they frantically burst out. “It does?” Shedletsky teased, pulling Taph in so that their back and wings were to his chest. “Well, Taph, I had no idea it tickled so much!”

Shedletsky laid his head in the crook of Taph’s neck, using the stubble on his chin to nuzzle into their neck. At this, Taph’s coos became mixed with their laughter, and they grasped Shedletsky’s wrists instinctively. 

Creeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!

“Your laugh is so sweet, Taph!” Shedletsky giggled, stroking Taph’s hair with one hand while the other dug into their soft stomach. “Coochie coochie coo! Aw, you have such a cute little tummy.”

He watched as they threw their head back into his shoulder, and Shedletsky couldn’t help but notice the bright blush spreading itself across Taph’s face. He had never seen the demolitionist smile before, let alone laugh - So the sight in front of him was one he wouldn’t forget anytime soon.

“Let’s play a game, shall we Taph?” He smirked, crossing his legs so that Taph was sitting snugly in the middle. Shedletsky moved his hand from Taph’s hair to their ribs, and the other avian gave him a shaky smile.

❓❓, they asked, a nervous smile on their face. They froze when Shedletsky’s finger poked their ribs, wriggling into the gap. “I wanna see how many ribs you have, Taph.”

Shedletsky wormed a single finger into the space between Taph’s first and second ribs, drawing out a few squeal-like coos as he started counting. “Oooone…”

CREEEEEEE! Creeeeeeeeeeeheeeeheee!

“Twoooo… Oh, quit moving, Taph! Now I need to start all over! One…”

Taph squeezed their eyes shut, wriggling the best they could as Shedletsky poked and traced their ribs. They laughed even harder when Shedletsky finally reached the bottom ribs, stream after stream of coos tumbling out of their mouth.

“…Aaand twenty-four! Good thing all your ribs are here, Taph!” Shedletsky smiled cheerfully, raking his fingers over Taph’s ribcage. “Now where should I get you next? Hm?”

Creeheeheee!

“I know!” He gasped. “Wings aside, where’s your worst spot, Taph? Everyone’s got one.”

Taph shook their head vigorously as they cooed in embarrassment. 🤷🤷🤷‼️

Shedletsky grinned down at Taph, the cogs in his mind turning. “Well then, I guess we’ll have to find out!”

Not even a second later, Shedletsky’s hands darted to where Taph’s hips were, grabbing them and squeezing rapidly.

CREEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEE! CREEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEEHEEE!

“First try!” Shedletsky cheered, his grip on Taph’s hips firm enough to prevent his hands from being pried off. “I’d say this is a pretty good spot, wouldn’t you Taph?”

CREEEHEEEHEEEHEEE!

Shedletsky peered at Taph’s face, biting back the urge to say ‘awww’. The pink blush across their cheeks had spread rapidly, and their wings squirmed against Shedletsky’s chest as they thrashed in his grip. "Awww, now come on Taph. The others are going to hear you chirping!"

❌❌‼️, they squeaked, and Shedletsky huffed with fake annoyance. "You can't? Then I'll just have to explain to the others why there was a pigeon up here, hm?"

CREEEHEEEHEEEEEHEEEE! CREEEEEEEEEE!

After a minute, Shedletsky decided to give Taph a rest. “Alright, that’s enough of that. Are you okay?” 

Creeee… Creeeheeeheee…

Taph’s residual giggles slipped past their lips, and they patted Shedletsky’s shoulder tiredly. 👍👍👍

“Good.” Shedletsky nodded. “So do you still want pets?”

Taph nodded, and Shedletsky continued to card his fingers through the demolitionist’s hair and feathers. 

Cruuuuh… Cruuuuuuuh…

“Thanks for trusting me, Taph… Really means a lot to me.”

👍, they replied, tired out from Shedletsky’s antics.

Shedletsky hummed gently into Taph’s ear, stroking their shoulders and enjoying the soft coos. “You really are like a pigeon, Taph.” He remarked, opening his own wings and wrapping them around the other avian. “Just relax. I’ve got you.”

He continued to pet Taph until he heard softer, more relaxed coos. “Taph?”

Cruuuh… Cruuuh… Cruuuh…

I have wrote this in a story because I have a massive idea for this :)

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I’m bored, time for some tickling fun

Lee! Taph

Lee!Dusekkar

Ler!1x1x1x1

…idk what to put the title for this-

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A new round had started. 1x1x1x1 was the killer. Dusekkar knew he had to be extra careful this round, since 1x1x1x1 was one of the hardest killers to survive. Huh, weird, it was only him and Taph? Where were the others?…

….

[Meanwhile:…]

“GAHHH HELP ME!! WHAT YA DOIN’ THERE JUST STANDING?!?” Chance screamed as he ran from Jason. The others were put into a different round. Hm, interesting.

…

“1 s33 y0oouu….” 1x called out creepily. Dusekkar perked up his head and was ready to run in a second, he looked around to see which map he was in and it was Ultimate Assassin grounds. Great…With 1x. They found it a bit odd that there were only two players, what could’ve happened that made them only have Taph and Dusekkar in the round?…

Hmm… I wonder WHY-

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[with the others:]

“MOTHERF-FRICKEN HELP ME YOU ASSHOLE!!!!” Chance shouted once again, running away from Jason, Two time giggled as they watched. “I’M SO GONNA TICKLE YOU AFTER THIS!!!”

…

“OKAY!! YOU WIN- I’LL HELP.”

Two time started to sprint towards Chance, they crouched and launched forward, backstabbing Jason, making him let out a raspy almost silent scream.

. . .

Yeah… this was definitely odd and was not a normal round so 1x thought that since this wasn’t a normal round, then he shouldn’t have to act normal right? Match with the vibe, act all nice and- ew. 1x thought to themselves for a few moments before realizing their REJUVENATE THE ROTTEN ability was open, 3 kills?..

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“CHANCE!!! CHANCE!! HOW IS SHEDLETSKY, 007n7, AND BUILDERMAN ALREADY DEAD!!?? WHAT?!?!?” Two time panicked as he dodged one of Jason’s attack. Their tail curling between their legs as they tried to hide. Never in their life here have they seen a killer this mad, well yes, but JASON WAS ON A RAMPAGE MAN!!-

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Why was this round so damn weird and confusing?! Anywho, 1x decided to use that ability since it was open anyway. 3 minions spawning in different parts of the map near 1x. They started to sprint around to try and find the two survivors.

Screech!!

Taph had been near all along. The subspace tripmine blinding 1x. He quickly tried to run anyway as fast as he could but that couldn’t happen as a minion gripped his arm tightly. Taph winced silently in pain, he widened his eyes when he was suddenly pulled back and tossed to the ground by 1x.

“D1dn’t 1 s4y st0p pl4c1ng TH053 STUP1D TR4P5?!” 1x’s voice had glitched as he grew increasingly agitated. Taph was still for a moment before nervously shrugging. This was awkward, wasn’t 1x just supposed to kill them to get this over with? Or was he just not feeling like it?

Taph tensed up when one of the minions dug their hands under Taph’s arms. He slightly giggled silently as he tried to sign but he couldn’t make words. “N3xt time try to th1nk b3f0re doing that…” 1x hissed. Stepping away for a moment to try and find Dusekkar.

Taph waved his arms around as he started to squirm. It was clear by his body language that he was laughing pretty hard. The minion didn’t show much mercy though, after all it was a Shedletsky minion.

Dusekkar was nearby, trying to find Taph. He didn’t know that 1x was necessarily right behind them though. Suddenly 1x poked Dusekkar’s side. “R1ght h3re 1d10t…” they mumbled.

Dusekkar squeaked before quickly turning around. “What are you..-“ Dusekkar got cut off by a minion taking hold of his wrists. He tried pulling his wrists away but that didn’t quite work. “Say…y0u d0n’t h4pp3n to be t1cklish…right?~” 1x teased, raising their clawed fingers. Oh no…

1x got behind Dusekkar and started to tickle his sides, making him squeal and giggle. “NohohoOHOHOhahaha!!! Hahaha-Wa-WAHAHAhahaHIHIHIT!!” Dusekkar pleaded, trying to pull their wrists away from the minion’s hands. His grip on his staff became weak and eventually his staff dropped to the floor.

“Heh…I guess y0u 4re t1cklish…”

Dusekkar laughed increasingly louder as 1x slowly crept their claws up to Dusekkar’s armpits. “AahahaAHAHAHAAHAHA!!! NOHOHooHoHOHO!! WAHAHAHIHIHIT!! NAHAHAT THEHEHEREHEHE!!” He screamed, squirming even more than he already was.

1:35

1:34

Taph that was with the Shedletsky minion was completely helpless. The minion had one hand tickling Taph’s neck while the other tickling his side. Worst spots man!! Taph tried to get the chance to place a trap to try and get away but it wasn’t possible. Taph could’ve also sworn he heard Dusekkar screaming somewhere across the map! 1x got them, heh, good luck to his ticklish spots.

Taph looked around for a moment before twisting their body around to finally face the minion and mustered up enough strength to kick them away. The minion stumbled back and held their side slightly, it’s not like they can feel pain, right?

(Psst…I headcanon that whenever the minions get attacked, 1x also gets hurt even if they didn’t get physically attacked because the minions are apart of 1x after all :3)

1x stopped tickling Dusekkar for a moment, wincing as a sharp pain hit their side, they quickly ignored it though and tickled Dusekkar’s neck next. “BWAHAHAHAHAH!!! PLEHEHEAHAHASEHEHE!!! HAHAHAVEHEH- HAVE MEHEHERCEEHEHE!!” Dusekkar squeaked out as he scrunched his shoulders up to try and protect his neck, once he did, 1x bolted his fingers to attack Dusekkar’s armpits once again.

“AHH!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! WHAHAHAT— BWHAHAHA!! WHY- KKHEHEHE!!! WHY SWIHIHIHITCH SPOHOHAHAHA!!— HEHAHAHA!” Dusekkar barely even knew what he was saying at this point. He squirmed around, kicking the air a few times, man he was a giggly mess.

0:30

0:29

Taph looked at the minion as if feeling slightly bad, since they were a Shedletsky minion after all, but before he knew it, the minion tackled them and tickled his sides like never before! Taph widened his eyes and if he was never mute, he would be screaming so loud right now, his sides were just one of the worst spots. He waved his arms around, trying to sign but he couldn’t as he kept squirming too much.

0:25

0:24

Dusekkar was nearly crying tears from laughter, 1x came up with more teases, but he did have a few genuine things to say, oddly enough. “You sometimes remind me of C00lkidd if th4t m4kes s3nse…” they mumbled, they didn’t want to admit. Even if all they felt was anger and hatred, sometimes they felt like if a break from the constant hatred and anger would feel nice, not that it would happen, but if it did, they thought it would feel relaxing and calming.

0:01

0:00

Every survivor that was still alive spawned back into the lobby. Chance flopping onto the ground after being chased for like- 3 or 4 whole minutes. Two time was also panting as well since they were trying to help Chance. Some survivors looked at Taph and Dusekkar who looked absolutely like a giggling mess, even Taph’s body language had completely shown it.

They all shrugged and thought that something funny had happened, except for a few (Shedletsky, 007n7, and Builderman). But anywho, everyone went on to their own business before the other round begins.

After a while, Taph had poked Dusekkar’s shoulder and hugged him from behind. He perked his head up and turned his head to the side to look at Taph, who was tired but wanted to come by and say hi. Dusekkar smiled softly as he pat their head a few times. (They are close friends, DON’T COME AFTER ME AAA /j)

It sure was an interesting round

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If possible, could we have Lee!Taph and Ler! Builderman? I find Taph's admiration for him kinda cute ^^

If you don't want to or can't do this, that's fine. I appreciate you taking the time to read it.

sorry for the posting gap! had to do finals and i wasn't feeing well for a bit. anyways 🔥

also sorry this is a bit shorter, still getting back into the rhythm of things

*this was written before taph's character design change

(this is a sfw tickle fic! if you don't like it don't read it)

"At least look at me, would’ja?"

words: 1,806

ler!builderman, lee!taph

summary: taph thinks he can back out of a social interaction. facepalms