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Decided to write another Epic fic! I saw the ✨️Hermes✨️ and ⚡️ZEUS⚡️ TikTok, and I could resist writing about Hermes and Ares sibling bond.

This is Lee!Ares and Ler!Hermes with a bit of Lee!Hermes and Ler!Ares at the end bc I couldn't resist!

Btw, feel free to give me constructive criticism about my writing! Just please be respectful 😊

Anyways, hope yall enjoy!

Hermes and Ares had just spent the day with their father. Well, more specifically, Hermes had spent the day with their father while Ares was brushed off to the side. Any time he tried to get their father's attention, the king of the gods just scoffed and went back to paying attention to Hermes. Ares wasn't mad at his brother, though. Jealous, maybe, but not mad. It wasn't his little brothers fault that their father played favorites. Hermes even tried to include him occasionally, but Zeus wasn't having it.

    By the end of the day, Ares felt horrible. He had sat down next to Hermes, and Zeus had just gotten up and walked off. As his father walked off, Hermes rubbed his back and said, "There there darling, I'm glad you're here," and laid his head on his big brothers shoulder.

    "Thanks, Hermes," Ares replied while laying his head on his brothers.

    "You alright?" Hermes asked.

    "Yeah. I mean, it's not like I'm not used to it. Father never has the time for me. It's fine. He's a busy god."

    "That doesn't make it right. You're his son, too. You're allowed to want his attention, and you're allowed to get upset at him for ignoring you."

    Ares sighed. "You might be right, Hermes, but there's nothing that either of us can do about it. Father is going to do what he wants, and we can't change that."

    "I know. That doesn't mean I have to like it. Is there anything I can do to help you feel better?"

    Normally, Ares would brush it off like he was fine. But this was Hermes, and Hermes always had a way of finding out how people truly feel, so he didn't even bother with putting up an act. "Just sit with me for a while?

    "Of course darling."

    And so they sat, arms around each other, looking out at the sea. It was as the waves were crashing against the rocks that Hermes suddenly got an idea. He abruptly sat up, startling his brother, who grew nervous seeing his brothers mischievous smirk.

    "Uh, Hermes? What's up?" Ares asked.

    "Nothing much, just thought of a way to cheer you up."

    "Oh? And what would that be?" Ares inquired with a fond look. He loved how determined his little brother could be when it came to making people feel better.

    "Well, that depends."

    "On what?"

    "How ticklish you are."

    "Um, I'm sorry, what?" Ares stuttered, cheeks growing red, "Im not ticklish! That would be ridiculous. I'm the god of war."

    "Oh really?" Hermes replied with a grin, "Then you wouldn't mind if I tested it."

    And with that, he flew off the ground and started running his fingers across Ares sides. The bigger god tried to block him, but unfortunately, Hermes was faster. He could feel nimble fingers wiggling across his ribs, sides, stomach, neck, and worst of all, his armpits. The messenger god was moving so quickly that it felt like there were thousands of fingers were spidering across his skin at once. He didn't stand a chance at holding back.

    "Hehehermehehehes! Stohohohohohp thahahahahaht!" Ares begged.

    "But I thought you weren't ticklish, darling!" Hermes suddenly stopped and let out a dramatic gasp. "You wouldn't have lied to me, now would you?"

    "N-no, I'm not ticklish!" Ares insisted.

    "Well then, I'm confused. Because I thought that it was you letting out that quite frankly adorable laughter earlier, but if it wasn't, then I guess we'll just have to keep going until we find out who it was!" And with that, he started tickling his big brother again, dodging any attempts to block his access or grab his hands.

    "NOHOHOHOHO! Nohohohot agahahahahain!" Ares laughed. He could feel the sensations coursing through his veins, and he wanted more than anything to make them stop. And yet, somewhere inside, he wanted them to keep going. He would never admit it out loud, but this was making him feel better. He always loved playing with his sibling, but most of them were too scared of him to even try anything. Luckily for him, Hermes had no such qualms.

    "Well, I'm not the one laughing. And you already said you aren't ticklish, so I can't imagine why you would be laughing. So who could it be?" Hermes teased. He then moved down to his brother's hips and got a squeal in response.

    "NOHHOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHRE! HEHEHEHEHRMES PLEHEHEHEHEASE!" Ares begged as his worst spot was being tormented by fingers drilling, fluttering, and scratching over it.

    "Ares, not now, I'm trying to figure out where all this laughter is coming from." Hermes replied, sounding disinterested in his brothers pleading.

    "IHIHIHHITS MEHEHEHEHE! IHIHIHIHI LIHIHIHIED. IHIHIHI AHAHAHAHAHAM TIHIHIHIHICKLISH!" Ares shouted desperately, "PLEHEHEHEHEASE JUHUHUHUHUST STAHAHAHAHAP!" He could no longer take the torment on his hips, especially when Hermes began digging into the spot where his hip met his thigh.

    Hermes stopped as soon as he heard his brothers begging, "Thank you for being honest, giggles."

    "Whahahahaht dihid you juhust call me?" Ares asked, still giggling from residual sensations.

    "I called you giggles."

    "Ohoho, that's it!" Ares said, reaching out and grabbing his baby brother in a bear hug. "You asked for this!"

    He then dug his fingers into Hermes' sides, making sure not to hurt him.

    "Wahahahait! Nohohohho!"

    "Yes, brother, while yo may think you have won the battle you forget. I'm the god of war." He started to move his fingers up Hermes ribs. He then started a loop of tickling up to his armpits, then back down to his stomach, and around and around again.

    "Nohohohohohoho! I wahahahahas juhuhuhust tryhihihing to mahahahake you fehehehehel behehehehter!" Hermes begged, squeaking anytime his brother hit a particularly sensitive spot.

    "Well, you should have known that I would get my revenge. Now, all you have to do is say that I'm your favorite brother, and I'll stop." Ares said smugly.

    "Whahahahahat? Nohohohohho! I cahahahahnt sahahahay thahahahat! Nohohohot ahahahafter thihihihis!" Hermes replied stubbornly.

    "Well then, I guess I'll just keep tickling you forever and ever." Ares shrugged.

    "Hmmm, what if I do this?" Ares mumbled under his breath, leaning forward to start nibbling and blowing raspberries on the back of his little brothers neck and ears.

    "NOHOHOHOHO! STOHHOHOHOHP THAHAHAHAHAT!" Hermes said with a squeal.

    "You know what you have to say." Ares sing-songed, nibbling on a sweet spot on the back of his ear.

    "OHOHOHKAHAHAHY OHOHOHOKAHAHAHY! YOHOHOHOHUR MYHYHYHYHY FAHAHAHVORITE BROHOHOHOHOTHER! JUHUHUHUST STOHOHOHOHOP!"

    Ares stopped tormenting his brother instantly but didn't release him from the hug. Hermes slowly got his breathing under control and tried to move, but found that Ares was holding on too tight for him to move.

    "Ares...?"

    "Thank you, brother. That really helped."

    Hermes relaxed into the hug, as he could tell that his big brother needed it right now. They both went back to looking at the ocean, comforted by each other's presence.

    "Anytime darling, anytime."

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Hey yall, this is my first time writing a fic! I got inspired by this post by @amazingmsme

This fic follows theirs and is Lee!Hermes, Ler!Poseidon.

Again, this is my first fic so idk if it will be the best, but I hope you enjoy!

"For once, I think you're right."

    "Uncle, darling, can't we talk about this?" Hemes pleaded, panic growing as he realized that the only exit was blocked.

    "No, darling, I don't think there is anything to talk about." Poseidon said, lipstwisting into a wicked grin as he put extra emphasis on Hermes favorite nickname.

    Hermes felt his heart racing in his chest as he saw tendrils of water slowly creeping across the floor towards him. He quickly flew into the air using the wings on his ankles and started to look for a way out.

    Suddenly, the tendrils shot forward and pushed him down against the floor. It was as if thousands of gallons of water was bearing down on him at once, he couldn't move a muscle.

    Poseidon walked towards him and spoke, "Now, I was thinking you might prefer a more hands-on approach to the torture I'm going to put you through." He grabbed his trident as he walked and grabbed Hermes wrists through the current to bring them up and away from his body, leaving him defenseless.

    Hermes eyes widened as the trident was pointed at him. "Wait! No!" He pleaded, closing his eyes and expecting pain. However, after feeling the water subside he slowly opened his eyes. He tried to move his arms but found that he wasn't able to bring them down. He looked up and found the trident trapping them in place high above his head. He looked back to his uncle who was looking at him with a sadistic grin. Poseidon slowly walked the few steps towards him and straddled his waist. He lifted his hands and started wiggling his fingers above Hermes' exposed torso, showing what kind of torture he was referring to.

    "Wait! Uncle, is this reheally necessarry?" Hermes asked, accidentally letting a small giggle slip through his lips.

    "Giggling already? I'm not even touching you!" Poseidon teased, "Also, this is absolutely necessary after what you did."

    Poseidon let his hands drop and slowly started spidering his fingers all over Hermes sides. Hermes quickly snapped his mouth shut from the retort that he had prepared in order to keep himself from laughing.

    "Come on nephew, we both know you are going to break, you're way too ticklish not to," Poseidon taunted.

    Hermes cheeks instantly went red as he turned his head away from the teasing gaze of his uncle. "Shut uhup!" Hermes yelled, kicking his feet while his wings desperately flapped to try to get away from the electric sensations coursing through his body.

    Poseidons grin instantly widened. "Why should I? Does it make it tickle more when I mention how ticklish you are?" He teased, emphasizing that horrible word every time he said it and moving his fingers to his nephews ribs.

    "Nohhahahahahahah!" Hermes burst into high pitched giggles at the change of spots along with the teasing words being directed him.

    "Now we're getting somewhere! Listen to those adorable giggles. Let's see if we can make it adorable laughter," Poseidon taunted, smile growing a little softer at the sound of his nephews hysterical giggling. He moved his fingers even further up into the exposed skin of his armpits.

    Hermes face somehow got even more red as his uncles words reached his ears. He desperately tugged on his trapped arms as he swore internally at himself for wearing a sleeveless shirt, fully exposing the skin of his underarms. His laughter ramped up as Poseidon started drilling his thumbs into the center of his armpits.

    "Nohhohoho! Plehehehehease! It tihihickles!" He tried to plead with the elder god.

    "Ha! That's sort of the point." Poseidon laughed at him. "But I don't think that it's enough. Tell me nephew, where are you most ticklish hm?"

    "Lihihike I wohould tell yohohou!" Hermes spoke through his laughter.

    "Then I guess I'll just have to find out myself. Let's see, we've tried the sides, ribs, and armpits." Poseidon mused aloud, scribbling his fingers across each spot as he spoke. "How about here?"

    Hermes suddenly burst into childlike giggles as he felt fingernails swirling all over his neck and ears. His feet kicked out as the fingers scratched along the back of his earlobe.

    "Awww, well that's just adorable but not quite what we're looking for." Poseidon cooed. He moved his fingers down to his nephews quivering belly and Hermes lunched up and started belly laughing.

    "Hahahahah! No! Nohot thehehehre!" He pleaded.

    "Better, but not quite." Poseidon said disinterestedly. He got similar reactions moving down to the younger gods hips, thighs, and knees. However, he noticed his laughter getting more desperate as he approached his nephews wiggling feet.

    "Uh oh, I think I might have found someone's tickle spot!" Poseidon sing-songed as he sat on the youngers calves.

    "NO! No please not there! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Anywhere but there! Please uncle, mercy!" Hermes tried to plead.

    "Oh Hermes. Don't you know? Ruthlessness is mercy." And with that, he dug into the soles before him.

    The legs underneath him tugged at their trapped positions as he scratched over the heels, the arches, the balls of the feet, and especially those wiggling toes. He scratched his nails over the pads, underneath, and against the sensitive skin in between.

    While Poseidon was busy with this he didn't even notice his nephews look of shock when he started. He wasn't expecting his uncle to go for his feet, but he's glad that he did. He's hoping that his uncle continues to think that his feet are the worst spot that he has, though if he doesn't stop scratching the spot I between his pinky toe and his fourth toe, he might go insane.

    "NOHOHOHO! NOT THEHEHEHRE! PLEHEHEHEASE PICK SOMEWHEHEHEHHERE EHEHELSE!" The younger god pleaded, desperately tugging on his trapped legs. He almost got his ankles out from his uncle, when all of a sudden the hands moved off his feet to grab at his ankles.

    "And where do you think you're--" He was cut off by a squeal from the wiggling god under him, followed by frantic pleading.

    "AH! No no no no no. Please please. Not there. I will do anything, just not there. Please!"

    Poseidon was confused until he looked down at his hands. They were resting on Hermes' ankles with his thumbs at the joint where his ankle met his wings. Suddenly it clicked. Water swirled around Hermes as Poseidon grabbed his trident from the ground, releasing his arms. However, his relief was short lived as his uncle then placed the trident right below his knees so he couldn't bend them or move his legs at all. He also didn't have the flexibility to reach his ankles from this position, nor the strength to pry the trident from the ground.

    "So, it seems that I was mistaken. Your feet aren't your worst spot. I should have known. These little wings of yours are just begging for some attention. I mean, just look at them flapping, it's like their asking for my fingers to tickle them!" He teased his nephew.

    "Nohohohohoho. Plehehehease. I'll die!" Hermes begged.

    "Oh please, you'll be fine. You'll just laugh, and laugh, and laugh," his wiggling fingers came up, taunting the messenger god, "in three."

    "Nohohohohohoho!"

    "Two."

    "Plehehehehease!"

    "One."

    "Uhhuhuhncle!" Neither of them knew if he was tapping out or begging.

    "Zero." His fingers struck down, raking through the soft feathers and scratching his nails against the sensitive skin.

    Hermes. Went. Insane.

    He instantly fell back and started flopping around like a fish out of water (ironic, huh?). He started cackling so loud that Poseidon flinched.

    "Dam, and to think that one of the mighty gods of Olympus can be defeated just by a few fingers wiggling against his ankles. This is just pathetic." He taunted.

    "NAHAHAHAHAHAH! PLEAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Hermes could barely get a word out with how hard he was laughing. It was as if ticklish lightning was shooting up his legs directly through his nerves.

    His laughter suddenly went silent when Poseidon shifted to scratching at the spot where the wings connected to the ankles.

    Poseidon could tell that Hermes was reaching his limits, and he didn't want to actually kill the young god.

    "Do you apologize for what you have done? Have you learned your lesson yet?" He asked, slowing down to just tracing his ankles so the young god could respond.

    "Yehehehehes! Im sohohohohohory! Plehehehehease! Just stohohohhop!"

    Suddenly the sensations stopped and the trident was pulled from the ground. He instantly brought his knees up to his chest and started rubbing the phantom sensations away from his wings, still giggling.

    A hand appeared in front of his face. He looked up and saw his uncle fondly smiling down at him, offering a hand up.

    "Are you going to survive?" He asked the still giggling god as he helped him to his feet. Hermes legs were a bit shaky so he brought him over to his throne to sit down for a minute and got him some water.

    "I don't know yet, you are ruthless." Hermes replied in his typical dramatic fashion, chugging the water that he was offered.

    "Oh please, you didn't ask me to stop once!" Poseidon taunted, rolling his eyes.

    Hermes face went red as he avoided eye contact, "well, I am the god of mischief. And, besides, games are more fun if they aren't one sided." He suddenly shot up out of the throne.

    "Wait, how long have I been here? I have so many deliveries to make! Dad's going to kill me!" He started panicking as he frantically gathered his items.

    Poseidon stopped him by gripping his wrist, "don't worry about it. I'll tell my brother that I held you up to send messages throughout my kingdom."

    "Seriously? You might just be my favorite uncle after all," He teased.

    "I'd better be," He replied with a smile, squeezing the youngers' side, making him yelp. "Now go do your job, nephew."

    Hermes danced out of the way of the elders fingers and gave him a sarcastic salute, "Yes sir! See you next time!" He said as he flew off to finish delivering the rest of the messages.

    Poseidon watched him go with a fond smile. Though he would take it to his grave, he might just have a favorite nephew.

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Hey yall. Finally decided to make a post after being a lurker! I'm trying to overcome my anxiety and put myself out there more, so hopefully this helps!

My name is Echo and my fandoms include (but are not limited to):

Percy Jackson

Hazbin Hotel

Undertale

Harry Potter (specifically Marauders)

Star Wars

MCU

Dead Boy Detectives

Epic the Musical

And that's all I can think of rn. Will add more as I remember them.

Feel free to message me, I am always willing to make friends but I am too scared to message first lmao. My only caviat is please no sexual messages.

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