#ler!layla

Hehe I finnaly decided to participate in @squealing-santa this year! And I got @just-a-fluffy-knight ! I drew her Marc and Layla so hopefully this will be good! :> hope ya like it bud

Layla has always had a certain knack for getting Warren to smile, and she was the only one who he would tolerate on days when his moods where wandering around in the deepest pits of Hell (which was basically every other day). But more than tolerate, he would talk to her, even if it was only in monosyllable grunts, it still constituted as communication. Everyone was pretty damn impressed with her Warren-handling skills. And that was where 'the bet ' was born from.

Magenta entered that cafeteria one day with a particularly evil looking smile on her face. She sat down in the seat beside Layla and smiled at her in the most sickeningly sweet way that Layla's first instinct was to run. Fast.

"Layla ol' buddy, ol' pal, feel like having a little fun?" Magenta's smile, widened and her eyes were dancing with excitement.

"Errr, define fun." Layla eyed her friend warily, becoming more and more scared every second that evil smile was on Mag's purple lips.

"You know, Warren is looking particularly sad today. I think you should try and cheer him up. Ya know, make him smile and all that jazz." She was greeted with a blank, wary expression.

"Oh just cut to the chase Magenta." Said Will. Layla's eyes widened, he was in on this too?

"Ok yeesh. Ok, well heres the thing. In hero support class this morning we were all talking about what weaknesses certain Hero's had etcetera, and then a thought came to me. What is Warren's weakness? He barely ever lets anybody touch him." More blank confused looks from Layla, who was becoming increasingly worried by the big smiles on the other's faces.

"So we came to the conclusion that he must be extremely ticklish" Magenta and the others promptly burst into giggling fits, drawing a strange look from Warren that only Layla witnessed.

"Oh no. Don't even think about it! I am not..."

"We'll pay you!" Magenta whispered urgently." Layla stopped mid-sentence.

"...how much?" That damned evil grin was back!

Layla walked towards Warren's table, glancing behind her every few minutes to see the gang trying their hardest to look innocent. If it was a class, they'd get an instant F! Ok Lay, deep breaths. He likes you, he wont hurt you, just sit down calmly and ... oh god he is going to roast me. Layla mentally berated herself for being so insanely stupid. Was being roasted by Warren worth the money? Which just happened to be $100. Dammit she was way too weak. Here goes nothing.

"Hey Warren." he replied with a grunt. Great start. "How are you today?" He looked up at her and glared, obviously not impressed by her sitting so close to him. She just smiled and against all natural instinct, scooted closer. His eyes widened and finally he spoke.

"What are you doing?" She smiled again, this time leaning in closely and placing her hand on his knee. Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, this better work or I am dead! And just above his knee cap she gave the slightest squeeze.

Every single head in the cafeteria shot up at the sound of Warren Peace, infamous bad boy, self-proclaimed loner, squealing like a little girl. Will and the rest of the gang were already on the floor laughing so hard they were crying. But poor Layla was now backing away from an enraged pyrokinetic who's arms were ablaze almost as bad as his face (which Layla was sure was blushing from embarrassment more than burning with rage).

"Well, umm, I really have to go." And before Warren could respond, she was running away and out the cafeteria doors. He powered down, waited one second, then two. And then almost simultaneously, every single student burst out laughing.

Later that evening Layla made her way towards the little apartment that was built above her favourite restaurant. The Paper Lantern. She walked as silently as possible up the stairs, but he heard her, and had the door open as she reached the little landing.

"What do you want?" His voice was rough and deep. But he didn't scare her. She just smiled again and walked past him into the little one person apartment, taking off her coat as she did.

"I'm sorry if I hurt your pride today, it was a dare." His eyes went a dangerous dark colour, so she quickly continued, "sooo, to make up for it I bought this nice bottle of vodka, and I thought we could spend the night finding the rest of your ... ticklish spots. You know, just so you know your weaknesses." Her smile was all sugar and sweetness, but Warren could instantly see the hidden message behind her words. He approached her slowly and took the bottle out of her hands.

"I think I could handle that." His voice was barely above a whisper, and his lips only centimeters from her face. She smiled again, this time more seductively.

"So I'm forgiven?"

"No" and he kissed her.

Fin.

Fandom: Moon Knight

Ship: Marc and Steven/Layla

Summary: Marc takes advantage of the fact that he can use mirrors to talk to Steven, teasing him is so much easier when Marc can look him in the eyes. Day nine of Miya and Mia’s Tickletober: mirrors!

Over the past few days, Steven had been acting much differently. Not in a bad way, he wasn’t fearful or anxious like he could get at times, but in a nervous, flustered, anticipatory way; a way that had his ears turning red as soon as he caught Marc’s face in the mirror, speed walking past it in hopes that he hadn’t looked for too long. 

Marc, of course, had started this game between them, one that he seemed to be on the winning end of thus far. Steven couldn’t even spare him a glance, closing his eyes when he passed a reflective surface, breathing in sharply when the shiny black screen of his phone glared back at him. Marc managed to make every encounter entirely mortifying, teasing Steven about how red he had turned, or making a comment about how sensitive he is just about everywhere. 

lee!Musa ler!Aisha (season 2)

Aisha was chasing Musa all over their dorm on Alphea. Musa had gotten a little cheeky that day and tried to prank Stella by puttibg dye in her shampoo, turns out that was Aisha's shampoo.

"MUSA GET BACK HERE!"yelled Aisha.

"IM SORRY, BUT TO BE HONEST YOU KINDA ROCK THE GREEN"shouted Musa.

Aisha caught Musa and pinned Musa's arms above her head.

"Whatever you're about to do, just know I'm not ticklish" stated Musa.

"Oh really now, let's test that theory out shall we" said Aisha.

Aisha used her free hand and squeezed Musa's hip. Musa slightly jolted and bit her lip.

"See, not tihicklish" Musa gloated.

But Musa was immediatley humblled when Aisha's hand massaged her ribs. Musa threw her head back and barked out a laugh.

"Still not ticklish?" Said Aisha.

Musa shook her head indenial but the proof was in the pudding, she was losing her shit.

"How about now" Aisha said before blowing a rapsberry in Musa's ribs.

"AHAHAHA*SNORT* NOHOHO"shrieked Musa.

"No?" asked Aisha.

"IHIHM SAHAHARRY PLEAHAHASE STOHOP"shrieked Musa.

Pretty sure this is my first Moon Knight tickle fanfic. I love Marc/Steven and Layla though so I had to!!! They are the best ❤️

Warnings: none besides mild cursing and just that this is a tickling fic so if that makes you uncomfortable feel free not to read.

Summery: Layla finds out something about her dear husband.

“Is it difficult sharing a body with Steven?” Layla asked Marc when they were in his apartment. “Yeah sometimes. He can be a little difficult.” Marc replied with a sigh. “Hey! I am right here yknow…” Steven interjected from Marc’s consciousness. “You can hear him in your head?” Layla asked. “Oh yeah we talk a lot through my… our… head.”

“Is it hard to decide between you two, who should have control?” She asked.

“What’s with all the questions?” Marc asked with a slight chuckle. “Well… yknow… I’m just curious… I never even knew about Steven till now. There’s still a lot I don’t know about him and how it works between you. Like are there physical traits you share? Like pain tolerances and stuff?”

Marc thought about that, “Yeah I suppose we have about the same in that case. Wait.. you’re not threatening me are you?” He asked his wife suspiciously. Layla just laughed, “no of course not. Although….”

Marc raised and eyebrow and cautiously stepped back, “although?”

“Well from what Iearned about Steven, he’s super ticklish… and if you guys have similar traits…” Layla poked him in the belly, at which Marc flinched away while letting out an uncontrollable squeak.

“Aha!” Layla yelled in triumph. “Layla… please, don’t do this…” Marc began to back away. Layla then jumped on Marc, making him lose his balance and fall flat on his back. He then bursted into a fit of giggles when Layla began to scribble her nails into his sides. “How come I never knew till now that the Marc Spector is ticklish? Even before I knew about Steven.”

“Yohohohu nehehveher ahahsked!” Marc said through his giggling. Layla rolled her eyes, “don’t give me that bullshit! I know you’d have denied it.”

Marc would’ve retaliated, accept he then became lost in actual laughter when Layla began to dig into his armpits. Marc tried to stop her hands by clamping his arms firmly to his side, but it didn’t help.

“LAHahaHAyla! StohoOHOHP AHAHAHA!”

While he pleaded for her to stop, Layla went down only a little bit, digging into the ribs right below, causing him to explode in hysterical laughter. “NOHOHOHO!!!” He screamed out.

“Uh oh… someone is extremely ticklish here…” Layla teased as she honed in more on that hyper sensitive spot.

“S-STEHEHEVEHEN TAHAHAKE OHOHOHVEHER!!!” Marc cried desperately. “Nuh uh, not a chance mate,” Steven told him through the body’s consciousness, “Im not getting caught in that. You’re on your own.”

Layla just laughed at Marc’s desperate attempts to make the sensations stop. Though eventually she saw it was becoming too much for him so she did stop.

wAIT THIS IS CUTE!!

i feel like it would be cause becoming the avatar made everything more heightened for her, including her ✨sensitivity✨. Tawaret is just like “sorry sweetheart, it’s part of the gig!”

marc totally uses this against her now, but she’s like “well you’re an avatar too sO!” and tries to tickle him, realizing that the same is true for him

obviously steven didn’t even NEED to be heightened because he’s already peak ticklishness, and she doesn’t even risk trying to tickle jake. yet.

steven totally tries to tickle her and then gets wrecked because either way he’s worse than anyone alive lol

I am so so sorry this took this long!!! Thank you for the prompt! <3333