#ler!robert

ART TRADE WITH @tickle-fight-club

They wanted some Lee !Flamebae and Ler!Robert 🙂‍↕️

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Robert was just staring at the ceiling, that’s all he felt like he could do. He was currently with his girlfriend, Mandy (aka Blonde Blazer) who was in the kitchen at the moment. They had just gotten done with cuddling when Mandy realized that she to make dinner before it got too late. Robert was in Mandy’s apartment because she actually had a bed that could fit people in it, and had furniture. He just kept staring at the ceiling until he heard Mandy call for him.

“Robert! Dinner’s ready!” She called out in that sweet tone that Robert adored so much.

Robert immediately went to the kitchen, and was greeted by the smell of Mac ‘n’ cheese.

“I know it’s not a lot, but it’s something at least….” Mandy said a little quietly as she handed Robert a plate.

Robert took the plate and started eating. “Thanks.” He said as he continued eating.

Once they were both done, they went back to the bedroom. They cuddled again, Mandy nuzzling Robert. Robert started caressing her sides, his blunt nails gently scratching there. This made Mandy squeak and flinch back with a giggle.

Robert froze, and then smirked.

“Oh, so Blonde Blazer’s ticklish?” He smirked as his hand crept towards her side again.

“What-?! No! I mean- yes, but don’t you- Robert Robertson the third!” Mandy squeaked and started giggling as Robert’s hand found her side.

“Oh no, full name… Am I in trouble?” He asked sarcastically as he continued to tickle his girl.

“A-Ahahaehehe! Nohohoho!” Mandy’s laughter was so cute and full of squeaks. She couldn’t stop squirming, but Robert held her in place.

That’s when Robert noticed that her tank top had ridden up, and it gave him an evil idea. A memory had come back to him, for when the off time his father was home, he would blow raspberries on a young Robert’s stomach.

“Hey Mandy: What do you know about raspberries?”

Mandy’s eyes widened as her squirming intensified at the question. “Nohoho!” She started giggling in anticipation.

Robert then blew an obnoxious raspberry on her stomach, this caused Blonde Blazer to let out a high pitched squeal followed by sweet laughter.

“ROHOHOB- EHEHEK!” She couldn’t even think straight anymore, she was just too ticklish and Robert loved that. “STOHAHOHAHOHOP THAHAT!”

Robert kept blowing raspberries, and tried to evade his girlfriend’s flailing limbs. “You are too cute Mandy~”

Mandy shook her head as she continued to laugh, her stomach a shade of red from all the raspberries. Her hair was stuck to her forehead as she managed to push Robert’s face away. But will that stop Robert? Of course not.

Robert moved his hands up to her ribs, tickling up and down her ribs.

“ROHOHOBEHERT!” She squealed again, that meant her ribs were very ticklish. “NOHOHO! NOHOHOT THEHEHE RIHIHIBS!” Mandy kicked as her extremely sensitive ribs were tickled.

Robert smirked even more somehow. “You are too goddamn cute, not as cute as Beef, but still cute.” Robert teased before tickling between her ribs.

This caused an unruly shriek to come from Mandy as he tickled in between her third and fourth ribs. “FAHAHA-FAHAHAHACK! NAHAHAHAH RAHAHBEHEHERT!”

“Oho! Good spot?” He kept teasing that specific spot that made her go ballistic.

“AHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI CAHAHAN’T!” Mandy couldn’t stop squealing or squirming. Despite all of her whining, she was loving the attention.

Robert eventually stopped, leaving his girlfriend panting and flustered. And yet, she wanted cuddles.

“Make it up to me…” She whispered as she was hugged.

“Of course. But I might tickle you again later, just because you are too cute.” He smiled and they went back to cuddling.

“Oh hush you!” Mandy chuckled and lightly slapped his arm.

The two lovers cuddled for so long that they both fell asleep in the end.

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Robert is being Flambae's spotter while he exercises...And Robert just can't keep his eyes off him. Flambae is just too good-looking for him to look away from...and Flambae knows it. So...What happens if Robert actually indulges in his admirations?

I'm officially part of the Dispatch fandom! I have been for about a month straight...and though it's taken a while to finally write a fanfiction for it, I uh...I had this little idea stuck in my head for about a week...and I needed to get it out there one way or another. So...Here it is! I hope you all enjoy!

Can I maybe request tkl art with roy

Idk 💔💔

If no, I don't mind, but I'm still munching your arts!!!! 🫵🫵🫵🫵

The way i scrambled to draw this-

(The biggest victim I can see to this is Radford)

Couldn’t help but do this one next, it’s mah pfp boi, c’mon. Also these little crazies would so do this, especially since Rob already loves tkling his big bro

Lers Roy Ross and Robert, Lee Radford

Warning: cussing, rushed and shitty ending

Word count: 1410

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“So, guys, what’s the plan?”

Roy looked back at his two friends, the three hanging out near the door of the movie theater, plotting a very special attack on Robert’s very own brother and current movie theater employee, Radford. Robin, Robert’s older sister, had been nice enough to lead them here, but now they were on their own while she went in to see a movie.

“Well, one of us will have to distract him, but the question is, which one?” Ross asked, looking between his two friends. “It can’t be me, I’m not very distracting…”

“If I go in there and just start talking to him, he’ll know something’s up,” Robert noted, “We’ve used this to get the jump on him a lot at home so he’ll suspect something if it’s me.”

“Well, lucky for you guys, not only am I perfect at distracting people, but he won’t know to suspect anything if it’s me,” Roy stated proudly.

“Yeah yeah, good, now go!” the ravenette told him, shoving him into the theater lobby.

Radford enjoyed his job. It was a pretty small town, so it was usually quiet, and he got to meet some pretty interesting people, like Rick and Streber. Most of the people he met were pretty friendly, but he did have to deal with his fair share of Karens, inconsiderate people leaving messes, and people sneaking in. But usually, his job was peaceful enough.

He was waving to Robin as she went off to watch the horror movie when he heard the theater doors closing yet again, and turned to greet the next person.

“Hello, welcome to- oh, hey, you’re one of Robert’s friends, aren’t you? Roy, right?” he asked as the brunette approached him, leaning over the counter to see him better. “What are you doing here? I thought your parents didn’t like you leaving the house alone.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. I just wanted to, y’know, see what a movie in an actual theater was like,” he reasoned, glancing off to the side, Radford assumed in embarrassment. “We have a home theater but I kinda wanted to see how different it was, and if it’s as good as Ross and Robert say it is.”

“Well, you’ve come to the right place! We’re the best movie theater in town!... Probably because we’re the only theater in town, but who cares? Which movie would you like to see?”

Roy pretended to think as his friends snuck behind the counter, feigning considering his options as the small blonde and ravenette crept closer and closer until, finally, he ‘came to a decision’.

“I think I’m gonna see- NOW GUYS!” he suddenly yelled, confusing and startling the young adult, before the other two teens leapt up and grabbed his arms, yanking him back onto the ground.

“WH- Robert!” he shouted angrily at his brother.

“Hi, big bro~”

“Dude, what are you doing?!”

“Well, you remember that time that you decided to tickle me in front of these two?” Rob motioned with one hand to the other boy holding Rad down, and Roy, who was coming around the counter.

Radford immediately knew what that meant and started tugging at his arms, anticipation bubbling inside him.

“W-wait, hold on, w-w-we’re in public, I- I need to check people in and-”

“C’mon, dude, you know how common PDA is in this town. Besides, almost everyone is home today thanks to the weather,” Ross pointed out, and Radford hated the realization that he was right.

“Still, you can’t just- You- I- All three of you s-EE-” he squeaked as he felt his little brother poke his side.

“You know, we’ll probably go easier on you if you don’t insult us,” Robert whispered not-so-quietly to the older blonde, who looked at his friends uneasily before deciding he was right.

“Alright, Robert, where’s his death spot?” Roy asked slyly, carefully studying the two blondes. While he knew Rob wanted revenge for their sleepover at his house, he wouldn’t put it past him to hide it for his brother’s sake.

Then again, maybe he wouldn’t, he thought after seeing the blondes exchange looks, Robert’s evil and smug, Radford’s nervous but giddy.

“It’s-” Rob started but was promptly cut off by his brother.

“D-don’t you dare!”

“-his back.”

“DAMN YOU!”

“Ah, perfect~ Ross, get his arms,” Roy told the ravenette, who raised an eyebrow at him expectantly. The brunette sighed a bit.

“Get his arms, please?” “There you go,” Ross praised him as he took the other arm from Rob’s hold and pulled them so Radford was forced into a sitting position.

“Robert, would you like to do the honors? He is your brother, after all,” Roy offered to the blonde, who nodded enthusiastically.

“Oh, you know it!” he chirped as he walked around to stand behind his brother. “This is what you get for being a little shit!”

Radford tried to protest but didn’t get anything out before he squealed at the gentle tickles he suddenly felt right next to his shoulders, both trying to scrunch away and pull his arms from Ross’s hold, and was almost successful.

“WOAH! He’s really strong for a scrawny guy!” Ross pointed out as he held fast.

“Or he’s just got a size advantage over all of us,” Roy reasoned, “weighs more than any of us.”

“Yeah, fair point.”

“Guys, I thought you were gonna join! Don’t make me teach him a lesson all by myself,” Rob butted into their conversation, peeking around his brother at the two.

“Wahait WHAT?!”

“Oh, that’s right, now let’s see, where should I…?” he trailed off, debating on different spots until he smirked and started squeezing Rad’s sides, eliciting yet another squeal from him, making him curl up with little kicks.

“NOHO! AAHAHA!!” he yelped as the two fairly bad spots were targeted, tugging at his hands even more, forcing Ross to plant his feet to keep himself steady.

“You know, Ross, if you let him go, you can help us,” Rob pointed out, and before Radford was ready, the ravenette actually did let go, making him fall backwards onto his little brother.

“OW- Rad!” he whined as though he wasn’t the one who coaxed Ross to let go.

“Hey, that was your fault and you kno-HOHOW AHAHA WHY-HIHIHI?!” he attempted to defend himself before suddenly his sides, back and belly were being dug into, pulling yet another squeal from his system. He tried to curl up or cover himself but nothing worked.

“Y’know, guys, maybe we could give him a way out if he really wants?” Ross offered the idea, not liking the idea of accidentally going past Rad’s limits.

“Fine, if he… Apologizes to Rob for embarrassing him at our sleepover!” Roy decided, and Robert nodded below his older brother.

“Yeah, apologize to me!” the blonde told his brother, tickling where he could reach around his shoulders, making him try to arch away from the devious fingers.

“YOUHUHU DESEHEHERVED IHIHIT!”

Suddenly the tickling stopped. He wasn’t sure why until he opened his eyes, looking up to see Roy and Ross staring past him in what almost seemed to be horror. What are they staring at?...

WAIT.

Just as he realized Robert must have been planning something, he suddenly felt a vicious raspberry right between his shoulders, his uniform offering very little protection as his ribs were kneaded into as well, sending him into silent laughter.

The moment he got his breath back, he screamed out the best apology he could manage to make legible, and finally the tickling stopped. He panted and giggled as Ross helped him sit up, Robert brushing himself off from being stuck beneath him and Roy patting his back.

“Mission accomplished, operation: Tickle Radford for revenge successful,” Rob cheered. “You ok, bro?”

“Ihihi… Ihi’ll be fihine…” he giggled out, slowly calming down.

“Need some water or something?” Ross asked, and Radford shook his head as his giggles died down.

“Nah, I’ll be fine. But what I do need is to get back to work. So y’all better leave me to it before I just so happen to return your revenge!” he threatened playfully, wiggling his fingers at the three, who left in a hurry.

He chuckled quietly as he stood, stretching out just a bit. It was nice to play like just a little kid again, even if he had to work. And even if it was his turn to check tickets.

Oh wait.

I am so fired.

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WHY DO SO MANY PEOPLE WANT THE BLONDIE SIBLINGS LMAO Not complaining ofc I love them

Lers Robin, Radford and Robert , Lees Robin, Raford and Robert

Warning: cussing and mention of eating animal parts

Word count: 1184

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Robin sighed as she plopped down on the couch, right next to her two brothers.

“She’s finally asleep…” she breathed, remembering how hard it had been to get the youngest blonde down for bed, after going through various stories and little chores for her.

“Yeah, we heard the struggle. Something tells me she was just stalling the whole time so she didn’t have to go to bed,” Radford theorized with a small, amused smile, which only grew as he saw his twin grow angrier.

“That little- You know what?” she asked, cooling down, “I can’t even blame her. I remember when you used to do that.”

“Wh- hey!” he complained, earning a small laugh from Robert, who was sitting on his other side.

“I wish I could’ve seen that. Dang it, Mom, you should have had me sooner!” the shortest in the room complained, shaking his fist at the sky.

“Well, at least she had you soon enough so that you could watch late night TV with us,” Radford consoled him. “Wanna watch Fear Factor?”

“Heck yeah!”

“Heck no!” Robin interjected, “That show is gross! You know how I am about animal organs.”

“Awwwww, big sis can’t take a little bit of nasty?~” Radford teased.

“Listen, I’m just saying, if they only used live animals and stunts, I’d be way more on board with watching it.”

“But the gross factor is the fun part!”

“I feel like you two watching me getting grossed out is the fun part!”

“But it’s so cool!”

“They ate reindeer nuts and pig uteri!”

“The reproductive organs of animals are really nutritious!”

“They sucked fluid out of braided up cow intestines and then drank it! I was drinking milk when I watched that episode and couldn’t finish it!”

“That sounds like a skill issue!”

“Oh my godddd, stop arguing so we can watch something!” Robert finally piped up, cutting the twins’ argument short.

“We’ll watch Who’s Line Is It Anyway, how about that?” Robin finally compromised, snatching the remote out of Radford’s hand and changing the channel before he could object.

“Ugh, rude,” he complained, crossing his arms and slumping against the back of the couch.

“Don’t make me take care of that attitude, Rad, I’ll do it,” Robin warned him.

“Try me, bitch.”

“I wouldn’t say that, considering which one of us is at risk for a serious tickling right now.”

“I would say you’re in just as much danger as me, sis!”

“Oh, really? Rob, get him!”

Robert, unable to resist a chance to be a playful little goofball, leapt onto his older brother, getting in a single squeeze to the ribs and was rewarded with a yelp from the taller before he was scooped up and pinned to the couch, Radford squeezing at his sides.

“C’mon, Robin, I know you can do better than that. You think that just because this little goofball was beside me that he could tickle me all on his own?” he playfully scolded his sister as his little brother was reduced to a puddle of laughter at his hands.

“RAHAHAD! RAHAD NOHOHOHO! ROHOBIHIHIHIN! HEHEHELP!!” the smallest squealed, reaching for his sister in an attempt to maybe drag her into this.

“Plan B!” she announced before leaping at her twin, wrapping her arms around him and yanking him down so he was pinned against her, before scribbling at his ribs. He squealed and tugged at her hands, kicking as best he could and squirming in her hold.

“Nohoho wahahait! Rohobihihin nohoho!!”

“Robin no, what?” she teased, looking over at the still-giggling little brother. “Wanna help, Rob?”

“Oho yeah!” he popped up enthusiastically at the offer, scooting over to the older two and attacking his big bro’s belly, causing him to let out the highest squeal they’d ever heard from him.

“PFT- Aww, Rad, what was that?” Robin cooed. She’d hadn’t heard him make a sound like that since they were kids.

“Shuhut uhuhup! Nohot cuhuhute!” he argued, attempting to curl up and hiding his blushing face. Even HE didn’t know he could squeal like that, it was way too embarrassing and he wanted nothing more than to hide.

“I’ll have to disagree, it was pretty dang cute, wasn’t it, Robert? … Robert?”

He was gone. It seemed that while Robin was busy cooing over her twin’s squeal, Robert had snuck off.

“Where did he- EE-” she let out a squeak as she felt something poking her back and whipped around to see the very little brother that had snuck off.

“Hi,” he grinned before scribbling at her back, making her squeal, nearly letting go of Radford but somehow holding strong.

“Nohoho! Dahammit Rohohob C’MEHERE!” she ground out the last word and snatched up the little blonde with one arm, holding (and still tickling) her twin in the other, making him squeak in surprise. She held him close and clawed at his belly, eliciting another squeak and bright, bubbly giggles and making him curl up around her hand.

“Youhu’re sohoho mehehean!” Rad complained half-heartedly, as though he didn’t enjoy every chance he had to laugh his heart out.

“Mean? Excuse me, who here wanted to watch a show that grosses me out, and then tried to act like he was some big man when I told him to screw off?”

“Shehe- She’s gohot youhu thehehere, Rahahd!”

“Hey, don’t act like you’re out of the woods, you little traitor. I ask for your help, but all you do is distract me with the cutest squeal I’ve ever heard Radford make-”

“Shuhut uhuhup! NOHOHO nohohot the bahahack!!” Rad attempted to argue before being immediately shut down by his worst spot being targeted.

“- And then try to tickle me!”

“Ihi suhucceheheedehehed! Youhu’re juhuhust fahahast!” Rob argued.

“Either way, I’m not gonna stop tickling either of you until you both apologize!”

“”Neheveheheher!”

“Ihin youhuhur dreheams!”

She sighed dramatically at the two. “Then I guess you leave me no choice…”

Suddenly she was kneading at Robert’s side as she poked and prodded along Radford’s shoulder blades, eliciting bright squeals and loud laughter from both boys, Radford quickly tapping out with a rushed “IHI’MSORRYI’MSOHORRYSTAPSTAPSTAP!!”

Robin let her twin go, now focusing on the little brother caught in her arms, holding him close as she squeezed and kneaded his sides, making his cackles go pitchy and squeaky as he tugged at her hands and kicked his legs, squeaking out the best apology he could muster. Just like that, the tickles stopped, Robin still holding him close as he calmed down.

“Suhu- suddehenly Who’s Line Ihis It Ahanyway doesn’t sohohound toho bad…” Rad giggled out as he regained his composure, sitting up and leaning against his twin.

“I knew you’d come around… but,” she yawned, “now I’m tired.”

Robert moved to snuggle up between his two older siblings. “Well, that’s what cuddle piles are for…” he mumbled, a little sleepy himself.

That morning, as the smallest blonde emerged from her room, she came across the sight that was no doubt the product of the noise she’d heard last night; her three older siblings snuggled up and snoring away on the couch.

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