#tss tk

((Heeey! So NO au this time. Just normal Sanders Sides.))

WARNINGS: tickle fic, Remus, Deceit, mention of the word 'kink'

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Roman gave a frustrated sigh as Remus poked him in the cheek for the tenth time. "Heeeeeey!"

"What do you want Remus?? Good grief!"

"I'm booooooored!"

"Go be bored somewhere else."

Remus crossed his arms as his brother went back to working. "Hey." He poked Roman's side, earning a squeak.

Roman set his pencil down, and got out of his chair. "Alright, you asked for it!" And with that, he tackled Remus, pinning his arms above his head.

"Kinky~"

Roman rolled his eyes. "Oh shut up. I'm your brother, that shit's weird."

Remus chuckled, but soon froze as he felt Roman's hands on his sides. "Don't you dare."

Roman smirked. "You shoulda stopped."

Remus squealed and started laughing as Roman started squeezing his sides out of the blue. "Hehehehey!!"

"What's wrong oh brother of mine?~ can't take a little tickle, tickle, tickling?~"

"Dohohohon't say that wohohohohord!!"

Roman chuckled, and started doing the voice. That dreaded voice used on babies. "Somebody's ticklish!~"

"Nohohoho! Nohahahahat that!!"

"Aww~ can't handle a little baby talk?~"

Remus's face went red very quickly "nohohoho!"

"Too bad~ coochie coochie coo!~"

"Nahahaha!"

"Uh ohhh. I'm going to go to the tum!~" Roman started peeling up Remus' shirt

"Nhohoho! Rohoho!"

"Ro? Whose that? I'm the..."

Roman stopped his attack, filling the air with anticipation.

"...Tickle Monster!"

Remus shrieked when Roman dug his fingers into his stomach. "NAHAHAHA! ROHOHOHOMAN!!"

"I'm not whoever this 'Roman' is."

"IHIHIHI'M SARRYHEHEHEHE!!!"

Roman smirked, took a deep breath, leaned down, and blew a sloppy raspberry right over his navel. When he did so, Remus practically screamed with laughter.

Then the inevitable happened.

"ROOOAHAHAHA!!! *Snort*"

"That's new~" Roman switched back to scratching at Remus' sides, making his voice drop a few octaves. However, the snorts didn't stop.

"Rohohoho *snort* mahahahahan *snort* *snort*"

"Looks like there's a pig loose in the house~"

"Nahahaha *snort*"

Roman did have to stop though. Especially when Remus' laughter went silent.

Remus fell to the floor still giggling like a madman, and trying to rub the ghostly tickles away.

"Don't mess with me, Rem.~" With that, Roman walked away.

When Remus finally collected himself, he went to find Dee. "What happened to you?" The deceitful side asked.

"N-nothing!"

"You're face is red, and you're shaking."

"Mmmmm.... Nothing."

Deceit pulled Remus close, making the creative one smile. He nuzzled into Remus' neck, but the latter just started giggling.

"Has someone been tickling you?~"

"Nuuu... Don't say it!"

"What? Tiiickling?~"

Remus covered his face. "Not you too..."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to tickle you. You look like you've been through enough."

Remus nodded, and started giggling sleepy giggles as Dee started giving him kisses. Dee took him to lie down, where they cuddled.

Remus fell asleep snuggled into Dee.

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((Hello!! This story takes place before Virgil became/joined the light sides))

WARNINGS: tickle fic, thunderstorm, Remus, Deceit

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All was good for Dee. There was the sound of rain, a nice scented candle, and a book about philosophers in front of him. Except...

BOOM!!

...Thunder.

Dee set his book aside, hearing pounding footsteps heading towards his door. He sighed as Anxiety and Remus burst through the door and jumped onto the bed, curling up next to the figment.

"It's just a sound it won't hurt you..." Dee tried to reassure them, but Anxiety whined, and Remus just gave a small 'yes it will.'

Dee pulled them close, summoning his extra arms to make them feel even safer. Remus relaxed, but Anxiety stayed stiff. Everytime thunder boomed, Remus would jump, but Anxiety jumped, gasped, and clung onto the deceitful side.

"You know how to not be scared?" Dee got two no's from the both. "Ya laugh it out."

Dee hated himself for sounding like Patton, but he had to do what he had to do. He sat up, and lied Remus and Anxiety down on the bed, both of which looked confused. Dee sat on top of them, then placed three hands each on both of their sides. Anxiety gasped, and Remus tensed, but they both knew it was going to be fun.~

Dee started wiggling all of his fingers. Remus broke first, giggles starting to pour out. Anxiety, however, was more stubborn, biting his lip, and starting to shake. Deceit smirked, and decided to kick it up a notch.

Anxiety felt a hand go to his socked feet, another at his thighs, and one at his hips.

Remus felt a hand go to his stomach, another at his knees, and a feather placed under his chin.

But nothing happened... yet. Deceit loved giving and receiving anticipation. More thunder boomed making the two underneath hin flinch.

That's when it started.

All hands got to work. Scribbling, scratching, squeezing, pinching, you name it. Remus and Anxiety absolutely screamed in laughter as all spots at once were hit. Remus' feather would sometimes even swirl in his navel, making him squeal.

When the thunderstorm passed, Dee let up his hands, and let the extras disappear. Anxiety and Remus were a giggly mess, but in the end, they all loved each other, and cuddled.

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((This one... wasn't my best. But have it anyway!))

WARNINGS: tickle fic, remus, crying, anything else?

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Virgil sighed in content as music played in the background of his room. He was on a stool sitting in front of a canvas and easel, and some painting equipment. This was going to be a sky painting for Patton.

A few hours in, a visiter rose up from behind him. However, he didn't notice from how focused he was. Virgil pressed the paint brush to the canvas, and-

"BOO!!"

Virgil jumped with a yelp, and messed up the stroke.

He heard little giggles as he stared up at the stroke on the painting. He felt tears in his eyes to which the visitor couldn't see... yet.

Remus snickered as he looked at the messed up green line. "Hey, Virgy!"

However he fell silent as he heard a tiny sob. Oh no. Nonononono. Ohhh Roman was going to kill him... uhh...

"Vir...gil...?"

"Y-you son of a bitch..." Virgil wiped his tears. "I spent h-hours on that!"

Remus was... stunned. Never before had he seen Virgil like this unless doing a panic attack, but he was never allowed near. "Uhh... H-hey, w-we can fix it r-right??" He hated to stutter, but he was in a mild panic, apparently Virgil's room was getting to him slightly.

Virgil nodded as he started to regain himself. He looked at the canvas. Idea! A tree! Of course!

Remus watched him fix the problem, then took a step back as a smirking Virgil turned around. "I have an idea. You have to pay me for that."

"Wha- how?!"

"Be my canvas."

Remus paled. Oh no. He yelped as he hit the floor with his arms pinned to his sides, a light weight on his hips, and his shirt being lifted up.

"Normally I would use body paint, but with you~ I can just use my regular paints~"

"V-Virgil, we can talk about this!"

"Can we?"

Remus gulped as Virgil grabbed some paints and paintbrushes. "Maybe I should started with this little giggle button of yours.~ Maybe add some swirls to your stomach.~"

Virgil chuckled darkly as Remus squirmed from underneath him. He picked up a paintbrush with a small, thin end, and dipped it in the paint.

"Ready?~"

Remus shook his head, but his eyes said otherwise. Virgil smiled at this.

"Too bad..."

Virge dipped the brush into Remus' navel, making him squeal out an 'it's cold.' The anxious side nodded. "Of course."

Remus burst into high pitched squeaky giggles as Virgil circled his button. V grabbed a fan brush from the side, discarding the current brush, and dipped it into the light green paint. He hovered it above Remus' belly before placing it down.

Remus squeaked, and started laughing as Virgil started painting. This lasted a hot minute as the gradient went down til it stopped at black. Virge gave him a break, but it didn't last long. Virgil took a normal paintbrush, and held it under the demented side's chin. He held Remus' head back and placed the brush to his skin, and swirled, making Remus laugh and struggle.

This didn't last long until Virgil turned to face Remus' bare feet. He grabbed the fan brush again, and did the same gradient to his feet.

Remus went ballistic, howling in laughter as the bruah went across. Virgil did have mercy though... after 10 minutes.

V got up, and sat on the stool again. "Now get out of here, Dukey."

And he did.

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