Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
Fandom: Trigun Stampede
lee!vash, ler!wolfwood
Summary: Vash was somehow annoying and Wolfwood had enough.
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"Get over here spiky hair!"
"NAHAhah-stay ahaway!!"
Vash wasn't entirely sure how he ended up in this situation.
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It had been a long day, the four of them driving for hours across the bland landscape. Their water supply was still pretty full, and their food was tasting good.
Basically, the drive was so uneventful, it was boring.
Roberto was napping in the passenger side, while Meryl drove. The two of them had been taking turns when Roberto was sober.
Wolfwood and Vash were in the back. Vash had been talking for hours, about what, he didn't remember. He was just so restless after being stuck in a car for hours. Wolfwood looked bored the whole time, but that was fine, Vash just needed to talk before he went nuts with just his own thoughts.
That's when it happened.
Vash didn't know what he said, but suddenly Wolfwood sat up straight.
"Pull over." He demanded, "I need to talk with Spiky hair."
The way he said talk sent shivers down Vash's spine. Did I do something wrong?
Meryl just rolled her eyes and slowed the car into a stop, happy for any excuse for a break.
"What did I do?" Vash whined as he and Wolfwood exited the car. "I was just talking."
"That's the problem, idiot." Wolfwood walked around to face him, a scowl on his face. "You're too noisy and I want a nap."
"Well, sure, I can be quiet." Vash rolled his eyes. "You just needed to ask."
"I don't believe you." Wolfwood stepped closer. "I think you need to let out all that pent up energy." He was right in Vash's face.
"So what, we're gonna talk outside the car?" Vash knew he was being too snappy, but seriously, 3 hours in a car will do that to someone. "I hate to break it to you, but that won't heEEAGH!"
Vash lept back, rubbing his hand against his ribs where Wolfwood had pinched. It had tickled.
"Why did you..." Vash's voice petered out as he saw that look in his friends eyes. He took another step back, his hands going up in a placating gesture. "Now Wolfwood... Let's not do anything silly..."
"Isn't being silly your whole thing?" Wolfwood smirked and cracked his knuckles. "This should be right up your alley." He raised his hands into claws. "Now let's get you tired out."
"You know whahat? Ihi'm tired nohow-" Vash backed away from the car and the sinister being in front of him.
Said being just grinned, an evil sparkle in his eye. "Run."
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"Woholfwoohoohd, stahap chasing mehehe!" Vash stumbled up a dune, giggles slipping out when he saw his hunter close behind.
"I will if you stop running!" He paused to gasp for breath. "This would be over sooner if you would stay still!" He lunged at the blond.
"naAH!!" Vash dived under his legs and rolled back down the hill, narrowly avoiding his clutches. "Seehee yuh!" He cackled as he picked up speed, having way to much fun with their new version of tag.
Wolfwood growled, fighting a genuine smile at the silliness that man seemed to project. "I'm coming for you, Vash the Stampede!" He leapt down.
Vash leapt to his feet and turned to see where the brunette was, and all but shrieked when he saw Wolfwood rapidly gaining on him, using the momentum from the downhill to sprint super fast.
"MEHERYHL!" He ran for the car, "HEHELP MEHE!"
Meryl, who had been stretching and pacing next to the car while the two men ran around the area, rolled her eyes and slid into the driver's seat. She winked at Vash.
"W-Wait!!" He was almost there, "Whahat are yo-"
And just as he was about to grab the handle, the sound of the lock clicking rang out, louder than a siren.
He stared in stunned silence at Meryl, who waved cheekily at him. Did she just-
"wAAUGH!" Wolfwood collided with his back, tackling to the ground, pinning him on his stomach.
"I caught you!" Vash's heart lept into his throat at the sinister tone Wolfwood's voice took. He began to struggle, trying to knock him off. Those nervous giggles came back full force.
"W-Wahahit, buhuhuddyhehe, lehets talk a-abohut thiIS-EEAAHAhahahaha-NAHha!"
Two evil hands vibrated deeply into his ribs, making those awful, silly sparks spread through his torso, pulling the loudest cackles from his wide, smiling, mouth.
"Ohoho, no." The self-proclaimed under taker couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped him. Vash's laugh was way too contagious. "You've done more than enough talking today. It's time we make sure you get all that restlessness out." He switched to scratching his higher ribs, which certainly got a good reaction.
"WohohlfwohoOHOHHAHAHAHAAA!!" The gunman's legs began kicking frantically behind him, trying to either assist in escaping or distract him from those wiggly fingers wrecking his nervous system. "I-CAHAHAHAHAAANT!! EEAHAHAHAHA!!"
"Case in point." Wolfwood shook his head, grinning, "Look at how much energy is going already! We'll be done in no time."
"Try not to kill him!" Meryl called from her seat, having rolled down the window. She smiled at Vash's bright pink, laughing face. He should laugh for real more often.
"Don't worry, it's gonna take more than a little tickling to off the famous outlaw, Vash the Stampede." Wolfwood pulled a hand away to give her a thumbs up, switching to pinching up and down the blonde's ribcage, giving him a little break.
"eheheheheheh" Vash just lay there, trying to breath evenly. His face felt sore from smiling so much and his brain felt squishy. How long has it been since anyone tickled me? he wondered. No one sense Rem... He felt his heart grow a bit heavy at the thought. It was always fun playing silly games with her. Rem...
"Hey, spiky hair!" Wolfwood's voice jolted him out of his spiral, or maybe it was the scribbling between his shoulder blades, causing his full body to spasm with a squeal. His giggles became higher pitched. Backs can be ticklish!?
"Don't think I'm done just 'cause I gave you a break." Wolfood smiled down at him. He could almost sense when Vash began thinking too hard on whatever his sad backstory was. He did it way too often when given time to think. Maybe this can help him stop for a while along with tiring him out.
Wolfwood switched his smile to an evil grin again before Meryl noticed. "We're staying here until you stop squirming. Then I'll know your tuckered out." He bagan to scribble at Vash's ribs again.
"M-Ehehehehaha-Meheryhyhhl!!" Vash weakly raised a shaky hand towards the car, his nose scrunching when the scratching on his back moved up, towards his neck. "HEHEehEHlp meheheheEHE!"
"Sorry bud," Meryl shrugged unapologetically, "You seem like you need a good laugh right now, plus your jabbering earlier was getting annoying." She then looked up to Wolfwood. "Maybe try his armpits, that's always a good spot."
Vash's stomach swooped at those words, his frantic kicking started again, and he began to claw at the ground. "NohohohoOH!" He shook his head.
Wolfwood snickered at his sad attempt at crawling. "Where are you trying to go right now?" He lifted his hands away and scooting forward onto his ribs.
"Ahahawahahyeehee frohom yohoho-EEEHK!" Vash squeaked as he felt hands rest right in his underarms, unmoving. His arms immediately tried to slam down, but Wolfwoods knees were in the way!
"Any last words?" The fingers twitched.
"pleheheheahase!! wahahait- I-Ihcahahant- ihihihihihit-yohohohouhuHUHUHUOHAHAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAAJHAHAG- NAHAGAHSGAHT THEHRYEHEHEREE!! HYYEEAAHHAHAGSTHTGGHXCJFJ!!!"
"Woah!!" Wolfwood nearly fell off from the sudeen bucking and twisting. "This spot must really tickle, huh?"
"YEHEGRGHEHEHESSS!! STAHAHAHHAASDCGGHH!!"
"In aha bihiht, I wanna mahake sure thihis wohorks." Wolfwood dug in with glee, the hysterical laughter flowing from the human typhoon was so infectious he couldn't help the snickers that escaped.
Meryl couldn't stop giggling either. She was too distracted by the sight of Vash's demise, she didn't notice the movement next to her.
"Ghh..." Roberto was woken by the sound of... screaming? "What are y'all doing?" He opened one eye to the rookie giggling? and looking out her window.
She startled at his voice, turning to face him. "Ohoho... uhuhumm..."
"Ihi'm ticklihihng this idiohohot." The loud, chuckling voice of the new group member came from the driver's side window.
Roberto's eyes widened. This I gotta see. He stepped out of the car and walked around to the front.
There was Vash, cackling and screeching on the ground, unmoving. Wolfwood sat on top, his hands were in fact tickling at the humanoid typhoon's armpits.
"It seems you ahare." How was that screeching infectious? "But I think he's hahad enouhugh." Roberto crossed his arms, giving the don't argue with me look.
"Yeaha, youhur rigiht." Wolfwood backed off, standing up. He faced the older man. "How was your nap?"
"...Fine?" That seemed like a loaded question. "Why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering since I didn't get mine." Wolfwood sighed. "Someone wouldn't shut up." He smirked.
Roberto glanced down at Vash, who hadn't moved much. His arms were clamped down on his side, and tired giggles were streaming out of his giant smile. "He certainly isn't talking anymore."
"Then I believe it's time to go!" Wolfwood clapped his hands. He walked around to his door and sat down in the car.
Roberto rolled his eyes and tapped the humanoid puddle with his foot. "You ready to go?"
Nothing but giggles were his answer.
"Goodness." He sighed, then picked up the blond and carried him to his seat, setting him down and buckling him. "What did you do?" He looked up to Wolfwood, only to see him snoring already. He really did want that nap, huh?
Roberto opened the driver door. "Switch with me, I'm driving."
Vash couldn't stop giggling. Those phantom tickles kept moving up and down his ribs. His brain felt like mush, and he couldn't grasp any thoughts. He only felt lighter than ever.
Maybe he should bother Wolfwood more often...
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Author's Note: I went a little overboard with this one, lol
I freaking love Vash. He's so silly and deserves all the love and tickles (mainly tickles). Until next time!
Fandom: Original Characters
Lee!Hannah, Ler!Sai
Summary: Hannah has a lee mood, and someone notices.
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Hannah couldn't take it anymore.
For the last few weeks, she had this itch. A weird feeling in her brain. It was stupid, but she needed it to go away. It didn't help that her classmates seemed to have a similar issue.
Glenn was smiling so widely as Sai pinned him to the couch in the common room, their fingers massaging deep into his ribs. The poor boy was flailing around frantically as his chest shook with laughter.
Hannah felt the itch grow as Sai spoke to him, obviously teasing.
Is this a bad spot? Aaw, poor tornado boy can't do anything, can you? That's too bad. Maybe if you focused you could push me off. The devious glint in their eyes didn't help Hannah at all.
And good lord, their fingers. They moved so smoothly from massaging to pinching along the topmost ribs, causing the air user to fling his head back and scrunch his nose. A slight breeze wafted around the room.
God, hannah wished that was her squirming on the couch.
Hannah's eyes widened at the thought. Nope, she was above childish stupidity. She shook her head as she stood up, facing away from the duo. She was just going to get food and forget all about her silly feelings.
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Forgetting wasn't working. She kept running into people attacking each other. There goes Logan and Glenn, rolling on the ground, each trying to make the other laugh first. Kagami's bugging Paul, trying to get him to fight back (like that'll ever happen). Sai is destroying Alex (probably for being moody Hannah was plenty moody).
No matter where she went, the tickle bug had spread, and she couldn't look away from all the teasy faces and wiggling fingers and silly smiles and god why won't anyone just come at her-
Hannah sighed as she sat in her room, her homework open before her, incompleted. She couldn't think. The itch was too strong.
Maybe she could ask Sai. They were always more than happy for an excuse to make their friends smile (not that she was their friend, she came to this college for the opportunity, not friends). Still, Sai probably wouldn't judge her for asking... right?
Before she could stew to much in her thoughts, the light above her door flashed.
With a groan, she stood up from her desk and walked over, looking through the peephole.
Speak of the devil.
She opened it, her eyebrow raising in question.
I just came to see how you're doing. Sai had their hands folded behind their back. You haven't been downstairs recently, which we both know is your study place. Their arms were slightly twitchy.
Hannah shrugged. Didn't feel like doing homework near the flailing limbs. She signed Too distracting.
Sai's eyes wandered behind her back, and a tiny smirk grew on her face. and how's that going?
Hannah glanced behind her to see her open laptop, with an obviously empty document on screen.
Her cheeks warmed up when Sai giggled a little. Perfectly fine. She started to close the door.
Wait, wait! Sai waved, I'm sorry for laughing, I can help if you want! I'm pretty good at Professor Rowen's class!
Hannah paused. Maybe this was an opportunity in disguise. She could find a way to bait Sai into getting what she wanted, and no one else would know. Homework be damned, she could get the itch to leave!
Fine. Don't act excited. But don't break anything.
Of course not! Sai stepped into the room.
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This wasn't working.
Hannah couldn't make herself do anything to possibly provoke them. It was too embarrassing to even try.
And Sai talked with their hands! Waving them around, drumming them against their legs, counting with their fingers. Hannah couldn't take her eyes off them.
Sai paused their talking when they seemed to realize she wasn't paying any attention to what they were saying. She forced herself to look away from the twitching fingers to see what they had to say.
Are you ok? Sai looked concerned as they placed their hands down onto their folded legs, fingers still twitching why were they twitching so much?
I'm fine. She waived them off. The twitching was back up to their arms. Why was that twitching so familiar? They did that before recently- Oh
Hannah slowly looked up to their face again, her face heating up when she saw what she had initially thought was concern to be poorly hidden mischief.
Their hands twitched before they tickled someone.
What's wrong? That little prick knew she knew. And she knew that they knew she knew. The didn't move, but that stupid grin was forming on their face. Did you see something?
You're a prick. She could feel her own smile growing, the anticipation was killing her.
They shrugged, That's one way to put it. They're hands lifted, forming the stupid claws. But we both know you love it right now. And they pounced.
Hannah will always deny the yelp that escaped her loony grin, but in that moment, she could only focus on sudden weight that pinned her down as one hand grabbed her wrists and pinned them right above her head before she could fight back.
She knew she couldn't get away at this point (not that she wanted to) so she closed her eyes to brace for the best worst.
Nothing happened.
She felt a grumble build in her throat as she slowly opened her eyes, only for it to turn into a flustered shriek.
Sai's other hand was clawing tauntingly abover her stomach, barely above touching it.
The fit of giggles that immediately took over her made the stupid, grinning face above her obviously coo. They were saying something, but she could only see that damn hand that was so close but so far away! She could almost feel it scratching against her skin.
She closed her eyes again, she needed to stop watching and oh god no-
Does this tickle? The tapping on her palm automatically translated in her flustered brain, Do you want me to stop?
Leave it up to Sai to find a way to tease her.
Hannah shook her head with a squeal, her face growing hotter by the second as the image of that claw above her flashed behind her eyelids.
You don't want me to stop? I could have sworn you wanted this. Every time you watched us get into tickle fights, you looked so left out. Was I wrong?
Hannah shook her head again, her cheeks already hurting from how wide her grin was. Just do it already!
So I was not wrong! That is good. There was a scratch against her palm at the end. Why did that tickle so much?
I think you have waited long enough. Hannah peaked one eye open to see Sai's grin widden and the silly claw decend.
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Author's Note: This was slightly harder to write then I thought.
These oc's are from a world me and @koala-fluff created together (I hope you like it, Ko). Hannah is deaf, so writing from that pov was interesting, but I think I did ok.
There will be more tickle fics with people from this world, so if you're interested, stick around (totally get it if you aren't, too)