#ticklish!jayce

JAYCE

lee!

ohhh boy. jayce my bbaby. okay. so as a decently muscular man, hes gotta be at least a little ticklish.

i think his worst spots are probably the spots you can just latch onto and squeeze- thighs, ribs, knees, even shoulders.

my boy cannot take a massage. he has tried so hard but every single time he’s just a hiccuping snorty mess

speaking of hiccuping snorty mess. i think he has a lot of different laughs. when you get him really going it’s his usual deep belly laughter, loud and proud and so bright you’re gonna need sunglasses

but also i think if you have him for long enough his laugh changes pitch a lot. like it’ll go from low to super high, and he’s all like “hahahAHAHAHHHSGH OHGOD OH GOD OH GOHOHOD” and oough. bbg

if it’s less intense, he’s not really one to giggle, but he definitely hiccups. he scrunches his face all up and jerks around and flinches and snorts and covers his mouth with the back of his hand and.. ghrhrgh.. im going insane guys

i think he’s the kind of guy who doesn’t squirm too much but arches his back a lot. he doesn’t squirm back and forth, but he’s always folding like a lawn chair, forwards and backwards

with his hiccupy/snorty laughter, he’ll go silent for a few seconds, and his shoulders just bounce as his whole body shakes, face absolutely BURNING red

oh yeah and he’s a blusher. bigtime. he gets a little flustered at the fact he can get plucked apart so easily by something as silly as tickling. he doesn’t think its childish, per se, but certainly not something a grown man should be This weak to.

..and yeah, he likes it. he’s embarrassed about it, but won’t necessarily deny it. he kind of has a thing for going all dumb and happy and brainless. just made into a smiley little puddle of jayce

oh and his smile. i know these hcs are already so freaking long but his smilee he is always grinning. even just a poke and he’s already got a big dumb smile. he is literally the sun when being tickled, it’s absurd

i didnt even get into soft tickles yet what

okay so we all know his abs are sensitive. i think he might just die at some gentle fluttery fingers. same with his sides and back

hear me out. behind the knees. oh and biceps. and the underside of his arms in general. and his forearms. none of them are too bad, but he’ll still squirm a little if you just slowly trace your fingers over them

post-season-2(SPOILERS KINDA??) his wrist his mad sensitive from the crystal embedded in there.

all of his scars are sensitive too. i don’t think he has too many, but the ones he does have are Big and also very ticklish <3

all in all i think he’s very sensitive. he’s the type to be flinching and squirming at things that aren’t even supposed to be ticklish, like god this man cannot take a tummy rub. if someone’s hands are on him in a sensual manner he can’t hold back tiny little giggle-huffs.

whenever anyone’s hands are on his bare skin in any soft manner, he’s. he can’t. he is too ticklish to survive on this earth

okay im gonna stop myself there or im gonna be ranting for seven more paragraphs

ler!

this little shit oh my god

okay no i take that back. i feel like he would be a smug cocky little shit, but not always.

im sorry, i have to say it, engineer hands

i have less ler hcs than i do lee hcs for him but i do think he would be absurdly switchy. he’s the type of guy to just poke people at random whenever he’s bored or to prove a point

has a habit of digging. he’ll find a nice meaty spot and just squeeze it lighting fast for about a second and then give you a teensy little break before doing the exact same thing again

he can be a little merciless though. he doesn’t realize just how good he is at tickling, he just thinks everyone who he tickles is mad sensitive

its hilarious though. he’ll be like “How did I never know you were this ticklish?!” and the lee will be like I DIDN’T KNOW EITHER HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS-

his hands are going all over the place, too. if he has a really handsy/squirmy lee, he’ll just keep switching spots every time they go to defend something. arms glue to their sides? okay, he’ll switch to their knees. legs pull up? okay, neck now. shoulders scrunch? ooh, armpits are fun!

he is such a menace and doesn’t even realize it

he’s crazy playful. mostly back in academy days, but if you can get close enough to him as the man of progress, and he has some free time, he’s so freaking playful its wonderful

he thinks its fun, and he likes seeing people’s stress just melt away. he will get a little worried if you tell him to stop, though, and pulls back a little if you do. he doesn’t wanna hurt you or make you uncomfortable.

definitely pokes people a lot but doesn’t actually engage in full attacks all that often. usually he has to be pretty close friends with someone to do that.

he’s very gentle with viktor when he tickles him, sometimes a little too gentle. it’s agony

VIKTOR

lee!

okay im gonna say it now before the thought leaves my brain. ticklish ears

he’s a lot more keen to light tickles as rougher stuff just kinda hurts a lot of the time or gets him really overwhelmed

tbh if you wanna get him bad, tools are probably best bet. rough tickles with hands are a little too much, but get a feather or a pen or a brush and Hoo boy you’ve killed Viktor.

i don’t actually think he’s all that ticklish. like he is but he isn’t? he’s sensitive but not hypersensitive, i guess.

except for his bad spots. i think its more of a thing where he’s not too ticklish in most places but his bad spots get him writhing.

of course i’m obliged to say neck, ears, jaw, back.. the works. i think his stomach has the potential to be sensitive but he’s a little too skin and bones for it to really impact him.

he has a lot of vaguely unusual spots. his wrists and palms are sensitive, i think his scalp is even a little sensitive. he doesn’t like people playing with his hair for that reason

if not for his brace i’d say his back and spine especially would be real bad. without his brace, just tracing a line all the way up his spine has him jerking forward so hard sometimes he falls over. and absolutely spits out any drink he may be drinking. i mean it feels like stars bursting all the way up his back, okay?? so tingly

he’s the type to hold his stomach when laughing really hard, just in general

he’s also a big snorter, but he uhm.. he has a very maniacal laugh. it’s literally just like- a whole villain laugh. absolutely terrifying.

i think he’s a lot less sensitive than jayce in theory, but in practice he’s a lot less used to it and very squirmy

so squirmy. very slippery. i wouldn’t quite say nimble, because of his leg, but- at the very least very good at escaping.

definitely the type to go straight for his ler’s sides to get them off him. he panics and just squeezes. usually it works but sometimes it doesn’t

i think he has the potential to be a giggler. idk though. he wouldn’t have bubbly giggles as much as he would have really breathy, huffy giggles. silent giggles are another big thing

i think he’s very neutral on the whole concept. he has to be in the right mood and it has to be with someone he trusts with his life.

feather-ticklish bastard. trust me on this

ler!

idk about you guys but viktor talking like he’s documenting an experiment while tickling someone? oughhrgrh.

im usually not one for teases but aaugrgghgrgr.

his hands are absurdly nimble, so while he can commonly be overpowered by his lee, he’s still a slippery bastard and somehow manages to slip into all of someone’s worst spots

i’m kinda stealing this hc from someone else, but i think he is very good at predicting/guessing someone’s weak spots. “HOHOW DID YOU KNOW I-“ “oh, i just guessed. not very hard, you know.” gggggraagg

i really can’t explain just how evil he is. those nimble hands of his are all over someone in seconds, spidering and digging into every single spot and switching at lighting speeds.

very good at tickling people, i think. him and jayce are on a pretty even playing field for that

i have such a distinct idea of what ler!viktor would be but for some reason i just cant explain it with words.

TOGETHER

oh these two. these two. i’m.

they are so switchy it’s scary. tickle fights with these two are not tickle fights, they are strategic tickle wars.

viktor tickles jayce out of stress a lot. jayce is definitely the type to get overwhelmed with stress and not tell anyone, literal king of masking, but ofc viktor sees through it in seconds and wrecks him until he admits what’s wrong. and then viktor wrecks him some more so he can forget about it for a little while

they’re always teasing eachother. on energetic days they’re both so playful with eachother, and they’ll be poking eachother around the lab all day until one of them cracks and launches an attack

they wreck eachother just to prove a point sometimes.

jayce has a habit of getting viktor when he’s being too cocky or sassy. viktor has a habit of getting jayce just because he feels like it.

jayce tickles viktor when he’s bored, he’ll pick up a quill and flutter it against the back of viktor’s neck while he’s ranting about something.

they get revenge a lot, but then they get revenge on the revenge, so it’s kind of.. a cycle

they know eachother’s boundaries like the back of their hands, since they’ve known eachother so long they’re very good at knowing exactly when to stop and exactly what to do

they also pick up on eachother’s lee moods.. and ler moods sometimes. let’s just say jayce knows when to run when viktor gets a certain look in his eyes

aftercare with them is sickeningly soft. brushing hair out of faces, gently caressing skin, massaging eachother to get rid of some of the lingering tingles, all of it. they hold hands and press up next to eachother and ghhgh. even if its in a scenario where they aren’t dating, they still do all of this, and if someone questions it they just shrug. just two bros bein dudes, nothing to see here

i feel like these together hcs are so bad im sorry. it’s so early rn and im suffering Hunger. ill probably make more of these in the future if anyone is interested

Jayce sighed, staring out at the endless fields of…well, he wasn’t sure what the place was called. The Fields of Pretty Isolation? Flowers without Civilization?

The creation of their anomaly sent them barreling through the arcane, spitting them out in the new dimension. Or, at least, they believed it was a new dimension. The pair hadn’t been able to find any other humans—only livestock, strange edible plants and fruits, and bright stars at night. It was beautiful, but confusing.

Jayce was so tired of being confused.

As a scientist, confusion was the basis for many of his favorite discoveries. Being confused about something fuels the mind to explore that thing, to dissect it and break it down until it can be understood. Then, of course, his mind would build it back up into something helpful, something meaningful.

Only, with Hextech, he’d broken himself in the process. There was no true way to rebuild his mind, especially not in a way where it would be helpful. He’d done enough horrible damage in the pursuit of being helpful.

As he pondered his life choices, his partner approached from behind.

“Jayce.” Viktor’s voice was soft and understanding as he placed a hand on the man’s shoulder. He still had some small connection to the arcane; Viktor could still tune in to emotions and feelings, though the status of his healing ability was still a mystery.

“I know. I just… We hurt people, Vik. And for what? I mean, are they even still alive? Did our…whatever that was actually even work, or was it for nothing? And where are we?” Jayce let himself spiral, allowing Viktor to truly feel the scope of his distress. It was hardly the first time since they’d arrived, but it didn’t feel any less intense.

“I don’t know, Jayce. I truly do not know.” 

As the slender man sat down, Jayce leaned on him for comfort. They’d worked out the glaring issues between them; afterall, they had nothing but time and each other’s company in the new place. It wasn’t pretty, but they had each other.

Viktor petted his hair, running his fingers through the longer strands. Neither one of them had cut their hair since arriving; they hadn’t seen a point. Jayce sighed and tilted his head, allowing the gentle touch to soothe him.

The ex-herald sensed how Jayce responded to the touch. It brought a smile to his face; as touchy as ever…

An idea formed with that thought, his hand slowly creeping down to the back of Jayce’s neck. It was a bit of a silly question, but Viktor figured the possible comfort was worth any weird looks he might receive.

“Remember how I used to cheer you up in the lab?” Viktor softly asked, his nails trailing over the softer areas of Jayce’s tan skin. 

Jayce’s shoulders hiked up as a familiar buzzing lit up his nerves, mirroring the one growing in his stomach. Jana, how long had it been since he’d felt like that? It truly couldn’t have been more than a few months, but after everything they’d faced, the small gap felt like a decade.

“V-Viktor, c’mon,” Jayce grumbled, trying to stay stoic. He knew a dopey smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth; it took everything he had to force it down into a line. “Haven’t we outgrown this?”

“I don’t see it as something to outgrow, Jayce. Anyone can enjoy a laugh.” His tone was light, much like the one he used when they had planted the small garden outside their cabin. It meant something playful was imminent, though no dirt would be getting dumped on anyone in that moment. “You most of all. I miss hearing yours.”

Jayce would’ve come back with a decent argument, but those nimble fingers slid down to the top of his ribcage. He yelped, jolting away from the touch. “Vihik!”

“Hmm. Just as I thought,” Viktor grinned, wrapping his legs around Jayce’s waist from behind for support. “You’re far too ticklish to ever outgrow it, Jayce.”

While the anomaly had seemingly cured all their physical ailments aside from their limps, Jayce didn’t want to be too rough with Viktor. He pushed at the thinnier man’s legs, but he was trapped. “Kn-knohock it off!”

“I don’t think I will. You’ve been very mopey today,” Viktor hummed, slowly inching his wiggling fingers toward Jayce’s underarms. “You need to unwind.” 

“Noho! No, Viktor plehehease!” Jayce wriggled and tried to shove at his partner’s hands, but he wasn’t exactly putting all his effort into the escape attempts.

It really had been a while since he’d been able to truly laugh, even before the problems with the arcane. There was always another equation to work out, another meeting to attend, another budget to plan, another piece to work on in the forge. While the men had managed to slip in little moments of fun between projects, they didn’t have time to rest and goof off. In the new place, however, time was all they had.

Viktor picked up on his restraint almost immediately.

“Jayce,” he prompted, trailing his nails up and down the man’s ribcage. “Do you want me to tickle you?”

Oh, that bastard.

Viktor could’ve just kept tickling him, but no: he had to be a teasing prick. Asking for consent was one thing, but cooing and gently tickling him like while asking? And obviously knowing the answer? Diabolical. 

Jayce groaned and buried his face in his hands, softly giggling as he questioned all his life choices. A swift poke to the armpit made him squeal, pulling an answer from him. “Ohokay, okay! Yes! I-I wahant you to!”

Feeling his heart melt a bit, Viktor placed a kiss on his partner’s cheek. “Alright, I won’t make you beg. Yet.”

Before Jayce could ask what he meant by that, two sets of nimble fingers dug into his pits. It was hard to do much thinking after that.

“VIHIHIKTOHOR!” Jayce cackled, thrashing in his partner’s hold. He’d always been annoyingly sensitive beneath his arms. His mother would always go for that spot when he was in a grumpy mood or pouting over a missed dessert, and he crumbled every time. One would think that time and exposure would dull that, but no. Viktor had more than proved that wrong.

Viktor could practically feel his teeth rotting from the sweetness of the moment. The giddy excitement radiating off of Jayce was intoxicating, and his laughter had to be one of the loveliest sounds he had encountered. 

Needing to direct some of his affection outwards, Viktor began nuzzling his face into Jayce’s neck. His hair brushed against the bigger man’s ears, pulling an interesting noise from him.

“*snort* NOHOHO! C-COHOME OHOHON!” Jayce practically whined through his laughter, hunching up his shoulders. His ears were always a “snort-spot,” as his mother called them. He could feel his face burning from both embarrassment and fluster.

It didn’t take long for Viktor to realize what was happening. With a smirk, he purposefully brushed his hair over Jayce’s ears, moving his wiggling fingers down to the man’s sides.

“Youhuhu’re— *snort* you’re ehehevil,” Jayce whined, squirming as the gentler tickles buzzed beneath his skin. Somehow, the less intense tickles were twice as flustering. His mind was a prison.

“And you’re adorable.” The compliment was second nature to him. Jayce truly was a masterpiece, and Viktor loved analyzing every brushstroke the man had to offer. “Do you want me to be nicer, Jayce?”

Despicable question. While Jayce was enjoying all of the attention, he knew that Viktor’s “nice tickles” would be a good way to end their silliness. “N-nihihicer plehease.”

“Good boy,” Viktor teased, knowing it would make his partner blush. His hands moved once again, gently tickling either side of Jayce’s lower back—a well-known melt spot for the muscled man.

“Youhuhu suhuhuck…”

The effects the spot change had on Jayce were instant: he melted against Viktor’s chest, his giggles grew softer, and his head went back to rest on Viktor’s shoulder. His light blush and dopey grin were quite possibly Viktor’s favorite reaction.

“I know, I know. You’re so tormented.” Viktor peppered his partner’s cheeks with little kisses, following the blush down to his chin. The whole purpose of the silly moment was to cheer Jayce up; he wanted it to end on a sweet, loving note.

“Mmhmhmph,” Jayce grumbled, letting his eyes slip closed. He was still giggling lightly, but he’d completely relaxed against his partner. When he tapped in, the only feelings Viktor could sense were love, adoration, and giddy glee. Mission thoroughly accomplished.

After a few minutes of gentle tickling, Viktor slowed to a stop, pressing a little kiss to the tip of Jayce’s nose. The man’s eyes slowly fluttered back open, a love-drunk smile plastered on his face. A smile Viktor couldn’t help but kiss.

As they parted, Jayce brought a hand up to cup the side of Viktor’s face. He ran his thumb over the little mole beneath his partner’s eye, unable to stop grinning.

“I love you.”