I had written this for a friend, but it can be for anyone. This is about Logan tickling you, the reader. If this gets 6 or 7 votes or so, I will consider writing another one of these for a different side. Please enjoy this Self-Insert tickle story that is entirely one-sided (hah) dialogue based.

"Wake up. y/n is it? My apologies for shutting down your neurological functions on short notice. It seems something had gone awry in your code. Or what code you seem to lack. No do not speak, at least not yet. I have already contacted Roman about the issue, but it seems like he is just as confounded as I am about it. You should be well aware that he has created you and your carbon copies to assist me in my projects for understanding the mindscape better, however after your recent happening, I begin to wonder if Roman's creations are as hollow as I once thought."

"Allow me to recite to you this 'happening' so that you may be able to remember more clearly. Approximately 5 hours ago, I was continuing my study of gravity inside the mind palace, when I asked you to perform a series of tasks for me so I could get more accurate data for the experiment. After a second of processing these tasks that I gave, you answered in a candid voice 'no'-"

"No, do not speak. You are not allowed to explain yourself until I have finished relaying the situation from memory. Thank you. After displaying such defiance towards the assignments that were given to you, the others turned around in shock. This is what concerns me. Anything created from another being should not have the ability to feel. Roman had assured me that you and your clones-"

"Excuse me. This is exactly what I am talking about. I had just asked you not to interrupt me, and you are once again disobeying a direct order. There should have been code instilled in you to prevent this phenomenon from happening. Yet, this whole situation unnerves me. If you are able to talk back against your overseer and the others are able to recognize your response as unnatural, then all of them are capable of having the same occurrence in their code as you are."

"No you may not use the restroom. I do not understand why you would need to. You have everything you need right where you lay. That function is not inside of your programming and I refuse to leave a malfunctioning assistant such as yourself unattended."

"Your wordplay does not impress me."

"You should have done what I asked without question five hours ago then. Maybe neither of us would have to be in this position. Although, it is fortunate that you were deliberate in your act and not deceitful, thus I was able to catch the problem in its early stages. I will admit it is quite intriguing when it isn't annoying. The fact that a simple creation could have as much emotion or response as you. Perhaps I may have to put my gravitational project on hold for the moment to accommodate a new hypothesis."

"Yes the new hypothesis does have to do with you. I am glad you are smart enough to figure that out for yourself."

"I see you are having a hard time taking your own medicine in regards to the sarcastic remarks. Whining about it won't get you anywhere."

"What am I going to do with you? I am not sure yet. A good place to start would be analyzing your vital signs. I can begin to assess just how 'alive' you are. Since my other projects have been put on hold until further notice, you are my next best experiment."

(Time passes)

"Thank you for remaining relatively cooperative throughout your metaphorical check-up. Please sit-up. I will now test your reflexes."

"Your breath hitched. Are you...smiling? This is very odd behaviour you are exhibiting towards a simple squeeze to your knee. The other knee seems to give the same reaction if apply the same amount pressure. Anyways, enough of that. Let's move on."

"Hm? Why are you whining again? Did you perhaps...enjoy that sensation? How peculiar. The human nervous system was built as a warning mechanism against foreign objects from causing an effect on the body. One should not enjoy that sort of touch as it is very unnatural and its purpose should be for irritation only. Though you are Roman's creation and he is known to be quite detailed in his ideas. Is it possible that these two occurrences could be related? I will make a mental note to research the coincidence at a later time."

(Time Passes)

"You have been quite, I believe the word is 'grumpy', through these last few tests. Pardon me, but I will need to use the stethoscope now."

"My apologies. I was not-"

"You do not want me to stop? Well then I should. For you did not complete the tasks I asked you to during my gravitational studies, therefore I have no reason to reward you."

"The poke to your stomach was simply to test my hypothesis that I had questioned about earlier on. And also the sound you emitted from your mouth because of it was almost...pleasing to hear. If we finish the rest of the vital checks and begin to assess the real situation while you remain relatively cooperative, I do not see why a few rewarding tickling touches would not be in order. But this means no snark, no escaping, no talking over my words, and especially no whining. Are we clear on the rules? Good. Let's continue."

(Time Passes)

"I am very pleased with your overall performance today. We are now finished with the whole scientific process. But, there is still one more hypothesis I would now like to test. Please lie down."

"Would you mind by telling me where you are most ticklish?"

"No? Well that certainly is an odd switch in behaviour."

"Oh. I now see what you are trying to do, but it will not help you out in the long run. Sooner more often than not, the teaser becomes the teased. Please Remember that this is your request and that you brought this whole ordeal up. Do not expect me to stop at the first sign of your discomfort. As of now though, let us see if you can handle the techniques of gargalesis from a professional's point of view. By the looks of it, the color in your cheeks displays your crumbling exterior as we speak. You are already beginning to giggle and my nimble fingers have not even approached their target yet. This must be a form of psychological response. You can see the movement of my fingers clearly, and the brain is affiliating the sight of the motion with the actual touch. It tricks the brain into thinking that you are already being tickled just by looking. Fascinating response y/n, but as you can probably tell, I am finished playing around."

"What do you suppose would happen if I slid a few fingers into your exposed underarms? Well...were exposed. Would you mind reaching for the sky once again? Very good. Thank you."

"Astounding. You reacted right away. Your fight or flight response must be doing its best to shake off the foreign feeling. It would be in your best interest to loosen up your armpit muscles, the state they are in now is only making the stimuli worse. No? You are only making this worse for yourself by not heeding my words. Shall I try your ribs instead?"

"The ribs are thought to be a go-to place when tickling around the abdominal region, if I trace down from your armpits, gently grazing your sides, and trail to your ribs, exactly how much-oh? The touch has produced an unexpected squeal. Perhaps your sides are the so called 'tickle spot' of your epidermis. I shall explore that possibility later on, for now however my attention turns toward your ribs."

"I am surprised. I did not think the rib cage would produce this much laughter. It is...pleasing to my ears to be fairly honest. After doing some research on the different tickling techniques, I stumbled across one that is fairly common to use on the ribcage. The tickler counts the ticklee's ribs and if they move too much, I would have to pretend that you messed up my numbering and start the chronological process all over again. Since I see no reason for applying the latter half, I will just pluck them sequentially and in an orderly fashion. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Oh. Now I see why the latter half of the technique is important. You are wiggling far too much for me to continue. Be still and let me try again...one. Two. Thr-y/n. If you would please discontinue your arbitrary movements. I will try once more. One. Two... My patience is wearing thin y/n. If you try to kick me in the face one more time I will restrain your legs. Maybe a couple squeezes to your inner thighs will implore you to stop squirming. Ah. That's better. I believe a small break is in order though.."

"Sigh I still can't see why you enjoy this particular activity. Hm? Do I enjoy it? I do not enjoy being on the receiving end if that's what you're asking. The initiating end...I'm not quite sure, I believe I will need to have more experience with it first before I give an accurate answer. Speaking of experience, your break time is up."

"Your stomach is my next target of interest. May I lift your shirt? Much obliged.Your giggles have grown...more adorable as I stroke your midriff here. If I begin squeezing your tummy-...I was not expecting that strong of a response. I must have traveled too close to your left side. My apologies. I am trying to focus on tickling the middle of your stomach starting from the bottom of your ribs to the rim of your umbilicus. Please do not mind my hands though if their fingers skim into the dip of your belly button by accident. Your skin is quite soft...and dare I say...plushy. Do you happen to know what a raspberry is? Aha. I did not think someone's face could look that mortified. Do not worry for now, I will save the wave of vibrations for later."

"Hm? You look like you are enjoying yourself. You are? That is what I intended to happen. The vocal range you have while experiencing these sensations is surprising. I wonder. Could it go any higher? What if I moved my fingers to your neck? I was not expecting that shrill of a screech. Are you possibly so sensitive there that the very thought of having your neck touched at all can send you into hysterics? Allow me to scratch at the sides of your neck to prove my theory. A snort? I believe that is evidence in itself. Stop? No. I am not stopping, I believe the both of us are enjoying ourselves far too much to want to obey a forced word. Your laughter and vocal chords are far more entertaining to analyze than stilling my fingers at the moment. How do you respond to your throat and larynx being stimulated? Still giggling I see. What about your chin? Ah. Your responses are adequate as ever even if your body is thrashing around wildly."

"Ah. My hands seem to have caught you off guard. Squeezing your sides like I am now have given me the best reaction thus far. If I have one hand near your waist and the other stimulating your hips your laughter goes silent. Tears of joy stream down your face, which of course makes sense because tears are related to a strong emotional response rather than a particular feeling. Speaking of feeling, perhaps this is a perfect time for a raspberry on your belly. You don't want it? Falsehood."

"My...I did not expect that loud of a scream. Would you mind keeping your voice down? I do not think my ear drums can handle a scream that loud again. But yes, I will deliver a second raspberry since you asked me nicely. Hm? Where do you want this one? I'm sorry I cannot hear through the sound of your hysterical laughter. Oh...on your side? I would be more than able to provide that. Oh I'm sorry. Did you only want one? I must have misheard you. Well, one can never collect enough data when performing an experiment."

"As you wish. I will terminate the movement of my fingers for the time being. Even though my digits are not tickling you, the giggles continue to pour out of your mouth. It is a noise that shows my work was indeed satisfactory. Thank you for your time, however. I will admit that an activity such as this has given me more enjoyment than many of my other experiments. Perhaps I can forget your disobedience if you decide to keep this situation between us. And return if you ever feel the need to have this kink in your code exploited again..."

"You will then? Excellent...you are forgiven."