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hellloo everyone!! I loved the new deltarune chapters and got inspired to write something :) hope you enjoy!

⚠️⚠️ SLIGHT DELTARUNE CHAPTER 3 SPOILERS! ⚠️⚠️

Quiz Time!

Lee Kris / Ler Susie and Ler Ralsei

Word Count: 1,133

During one of Tenna’s quizzes the Fun Gang find out an interesting fact about Kris.

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“Hey! Watch where you’re throwing that!”

“Oops.”

Ralsei, Kris, and Ralsei were sitting on a couch with Mr. Ant Tenna, playing the Marvelous Mystery Board. They tapped away on their game controllers as they played as a pixelated version of themselves. Susie was currently throwing pots in the game as Ralsei’s character ran around, trying to dodge them.

“Susie! You’re making me lose HP!” Ralsei yelled as another pot hit him. Susie laughed and threw the last pot, Ralsei dodging it. They walked to the next area, a blue swirly enemy standing there to greet them.

“Quiz Vortex! Watch out!” Tenna pointed.

Kris tried to get away but the vortex ran straight at them, transporting the three to a quiz. They all stood at their respective podiums with Tenna standing off to the side with quiz cards.

“Question one! What’s the color of my tie? No peaking! Is it A. Red, B. Yellow, C. Blue, or D. Green?” Tenna’s colors turned to grayscale as he asked the question. All three contestants chose B.

“Correct! My tie is yellow! It matches my shoes,” Tenna smiled, his colors returning to normal. “Next question! What’s the name of this annoying guy? Is it A. Roxles Card, B. Rocks Curd, C. Rouxls Kaard, or D. Lancer?”

Kris and Ralsei right away selected Rouxls Kaard. Susie selected Rocks Curd for a second before looking at the other two and quickly changing to the same answer.

“Interesting! So that’s his name. I’ll have to let security know that!” Tenna turned to the audience as they laughed. With the Fun gang winning two for two, It was now time for the final question.

“Question three! What is Kris’ secret weakness? Is it A. They’re scared of bugs, B. They’re allergic to cats, C. They hate vegetables, or D. They’re ticklish!”

Kris couldn’t help but blush a bit at the answer choices. What kind of a question is this?! Their cheeks burned even more as they felt Susie staring at them. They didn’t select an answer. They knew the correct answer but didn’t want to choose it. They liked bugs, were definitely not allergic to cats, and were fine with vegetables.

“Come on, Kris, don’t be shy now! Time’s running out!” Tenna encouraged.

Susie kept going back and forth between answers. “Yeah, dude, pick something! Shouldn’t you know this?”

Kris selected bugs with Ralsei and Susie following them. An incorrect buzzer played.

"C’mon, Kris! How could you get this wrong? Don’t you remember all the tickle fights you and Asriel used to have? Wrestling around on the floor, laughing your heads off? Asriel usually won, but you didn’t mind, didn’t you Kris!” Tenna smiled as he recalled the happy memories. Kris blushed harder, wishing they could cover their face in something.

Susie looked at them, surprised. The quiet and stoic Kris rolling around on the floor and giggling? Susie had barely even heard them laugh before. “Kris..? Is this true?” Kris looked the other way.

Ralsei smiled at their shyness and tried to comfort them, “Aw you don’t have to be ashamed, Kris! Everyone is ticklish!” However it just made Kris more embarrassed.

The quiz results disappeared with the trio plus Tenna sitting back on the couch playing the game board. Kris played as normal, trying to ignore the quick side glances Susie was giving them. They should have known she wouldn’t have just let valuable information like this go.

Suddenly, Susie lunged at them causing Kris to drop their controller. She towered over them, her pink claws digging into their sides. The human gasped and squeezed their mouth shut. They weren’t used to this sensation, it’s been so long since they last got tickled. They resisted the urge to squirm as much as possible and bit their lip, desperate to not let out any noise. Susie scribbled higher, Kris smiling and covering their mouth. Ralsei couldn’t help but smile as well as he watched.

“Ralsei, help me out!” Susie yelled to him.

“Huh?”

“You heard me, get over here! I almost cracked them!”

“Wouldn’t Kris be mad at me?” Ralsei worried.

“Nah. Now come help or you’re next,” Susie threatened, flashing a toothy grin.

Ralsei gulped and scooted over. He didn’t have much experience with tickling, only using it in ACTs in battle occasionally, but he’d try! Plus, it would be pretty endearing to see Kris smiling and laughing. The Prince from the Dark grinned as his fluffy paws lightly descended onto Kris’s stomach right below where their chest plate ended. “Tickle, tickle, tickle!” He teased sweetly.

This is what did it. The white furry paws had a more gentler touch than the pair of paws Kris knew and loved, but it was still reminiscent of their childhood. “H-Hahaha! Nohoho!” They broke, a small stream of giggles spilling from their mouth as they squirmed around on the couch.

“Aww, how adorable! Just like old times!” Tenna cooed. He had a big smile on his face, the sight reminding him of happy memories. “MIKE, make sure you’re getting this!”

Kris tried to push off Susie’s hands but she was too strong. They turned side to side as claws danced across their ribs and paws scribbled over their stomach and sides. Susie smiled at their laughter, it was nice hearing them giggle so much. It was honestly pretty cute.

“Go for their underarms, It’s KILLER! Do you remember, Kris? Asriel always called this your weak spot! As soon as he tickled there you would beg for mercy!”

Kris’s eyes widened as Tenna spoke. “No-Noho!” They cried out but it was too late. Susie had grabbed their wrists and held them above their head.

“Get ‘em Ralsei!”

Ralsei gave a kind but mischievous look. “If you say so! Sorry, Kris!” He apologized although he didn’t sound sorry at all.

Kris gasped as Ralsei attacked, their loud laughter overpowering the music from the video game. They tried to desperately control their legs instinctually kicking so they didn’t hurt Ralsei.

“Wow, Tenna was right huh?” Susie smiled as Kris let out an uncharacteristically high-pitched squeal. “Woah! Kris, was that you? It sounded like Ralsei!”

“Aw! That was cute, Kris!” Ralsei fawned making Kris turn pink.

“Ohokay, Ohokay! Uhuncle!!” Kris surrendered. Susie let go of their wrists and Ralsei stopped tickling, letting Kris catch their breath.

“Wasn’t that just ADORABLE folks!? Let’s give a hand for KRIS!” Tenna announced. The audience cheered and applauded. “Thanks for that nostalgic walk down memory lane! Now, let's get back to the game!”

Kris would never admit it, but it was actually nice being tickled again. It reminded them of their childhood, filling them with warm, happy feelings as the memories flooded back. Ralsei and Susie did not need to know that though. Although they probably could figure it out.

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sometimesthingsgowrongokayy · 19 days ago

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MAGIC [PART 4] END

it is HEREEEE!!! The last part!!! The most powerful and FAVOURITE OF MINES!!! I hope you liked the whole comic~

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sometimesthingsgowrongokayy · 19 days ago

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MAGIC [PART 3]

What do you think they gonna go easy or I’m totally dead ? :)

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sometimesthingsgowrongokayy · 19 days ago

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MAGIC [PART 2]

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sometimesthingsgowrongokayy · 20 days ago

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Lee!Fizzarolli Hcs!

Lee!

☆ THIS MAN IS THE SQUIRMIEST LEE

☆ Giggly, blushy mess lmao

☆ He cannot say "the forbidden word" (tickle)

☆ Worst spots are his ribs, stomach, and neck

☆ I like to think that because of his robotic limbs, nowhere like his armpits and thighs would be ticklish

☆ He literally only let's two people tickle him without getting murdered, those being Oz and Blitzø. (Blitzø has just been added)

☆ CANNOT HANDLE TEASES. VERBAL AND PHYSICAL

☆ Teases like "Aww, look at that pretty smile!" And stuff like that get remarks like "I know, you don't have to point it out!" (Which only furthermores the wrecking...)

☆ Wraps his arms all the way around himself to "avoid" the tickling. (He gives up easily)

☆ Swears SO MUCH

☆ Anything from wiggly fingers to coos get him so flustered💀

☆ Sounds so rough but bubbly at the same time (like Adam)

I CANT THINK OF ANY MORE, IM SRRY😭😭😭

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sometimesthingsgowrongokayy · 20 days ago

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Hi!!! 💖 If 21 isn’t filled yet for tickletober, do you think you could do ler Asmodeus and lee Fizzarolli from Helluva Boss? The new episode has me craving for some tickle content for them they’re so cute!! Hope you’re well and take all the time you need. 💖

TickleTober Day 21 - New Discovery

Writing this one made me happy. I dunno what it was, but writing the scrunkles just boosted my happy brain chems. I know I’ve been squeaking these in at like 11:50 something at night, but I actually paced myself this week and loved getting this out! Hopefully you like reading this as much as I did writing it. Enjoy!

Lee: Fizzarolli

Ler: Asmodeus

Summary: After a shitty day, Fizz is more than ready for some love from his partner. Ozzie is happy to help, though he does it in his own silly way. After all, what's love without some laughter?

Warnings: swearing (obviously), implied murder (don't worry, they deserve it)! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Hell's worst kept secret…

Not wrong, but the title still pissed the pair off. Ever since the kidnapping incident, they had been a bit more open with their relationship. They obviously weren't announcing it; all of Hell didn't need to know that Ozzie and an Imp were together. But around the factory and his quarters, the fruits were showing more PDA and less shitty excuses when they were caught.

The workers knew better than to say anything.

Still, the occasional whisper or snide comment outside of Asmodeus's safe zone got the jester's blood boiling. Especially when they were about his man.

"Did you hear about Asmodeus and that little imp? Man, what a way to fall. Never thought the embodiment of Lust would do that to himself." The second demon nodded, smirking. "Oh, Fizzer-something? Yeah, a big rooster and a clown. Sounds like the plot of a shitty porno." "Heh, they kinda are!"

Oho, Fizz wanted to rip their throats out and shove them so far up their-

Whooo-kay. Deep breaths, deep breaths. He promised Asmodeus that he wouldn't let small-minded loudmouths get to him, especially sinners. But they so deserved it, and he was just a few feet away…

They just had to keep talking, though. "And hey, he didn't even pick a working one! The thing's defective! Robotic limbs and shit. Dude really needs higher standards."

That was it. The jester turned, running at them with nothing but rage and hate in his eyes. The dumb fuckheads barely had time to begin a plea before Fizz went to town.

When his Fizzie got home, Ozzie immediately knew something was wrong. His partner’s colorful clothes were coated with black blood. The sin hurried over to him, surveying the imp for injuries before scooping him up into his arms. “Fizzie, babe, what happened?”

Asmodeus’s voice radiated concern, comfort and love for the jester. Fizzarolli couldn’t have gotten any luckier when him and the demon connected for the first time. Or the second. Or the many, many times after that. Eh, who needs labels?

“Some…assholes, spewing shit about you and me. I tried, but…they needed a lesson on how to shut up.” One of the robotic arms was damaged in his fit of rage. Apparently the loudmouthed sinners had a bit of fight in them. Fizz still disposed of the garbage; he just got a bit messy.

Ozzie sighed, nuzzling his feathery head against Fizz’s smooth skin. “Froggie, I love that you wanna defend me, but it’s not worth you getting hurt. I’d take all the shit-talk Hell has to offer if it meant you’d be okay.”

So mushy… The imp rolled his eyes, secretly melting inside at the sweet words. “Alright, alright, I get it. No more fighting over your honor. Tell Hallmark the message worked.”

Then he did Fizzarolli’s most favorite thing ever. He laughed, a deep snort kicking off the rumbling chuckles. Fizz laid his head on Ozzie’s chest, feeling the vibrations and listening to the short burst of amusement. The sin stood, sighing out a final huff before carrying his partner to their bed. It was the only one big enough for Asmodeus, let alone Fizz, to fit.

Following their pattern, Ozzie removed his elaborate suit, slipping on his robe instead. He then helped the jester peel away the blood-stained outfit, quickly drawing a bath for him. They were at the point where it was just second nature; one of them has a bad day, they get a warm bath, cuddles and shitty RomComs until they fall asleep. That day was Fizz’s day to be pampered.

After some calming back rubs in a nice bath, all blood was clean and the imp was feeling a bit better. Ozzie got him a new arm, making sure to give him little forehead kisses as he worked. Finally, they were ready to lay down.

Surprising no one, Ozzie was the big spoon. He hugged Fizz close under the covers, rubbing his back soothingly. The Lust ring’s RomCom channel played distantly on the TV. It was barely a minute before the jester was dozing off. The sin’s touch softened, absentmindedly wandering across Fizzarolli’s bare skin.

His feathery fingers eventually made their way to the imp’s sides. Fizz was drawn from his sleepy stupor by an unexpected buzzing along his side. A feeling he hadn’t felt in quite some time. He squirmed a bit, feeling the fingers go back to his back. The moment he settled back down, however, they returned.

A quick glance at Ozzie’s dreamy expression told him that the sin wasn’t doing it on purpose. The rooster just thought he was giving him soft affections. Sighing, Fizz squirmed again, adjusting himself so the tracing was closer to his lower back. That was apparently a big mistake.

The moment one of the feathery fingers brushed his back, he squeaked, flinching away from the touch. Asmodeus immediately went into Mother Hen mode, lightning his touch and looking for injuries. “Fizzarolli, why didn’t you tell me you hurt yourself? Back injuries are serious!”

Ugh, why did he have to care so much? “I-I didn’t…” The lighter touch was somehow worse, sending a flurry of butterflies to attack his stomach. Fizz’s tail twitched, trying to wag; he made sure to force it still. Unfortunately for him, that also meant he took a small amount of focus off his verbal reactions. The smallest, teensiest little giggle slipped past his lips. Ozzie immediately stilled his fingers; as a sin, he easily heard the noise. Then something clicked.

“Froggie…are you ticklish?” Shit…Fizz tried to run, a burst of adrenaline pulling him from the sleepy peace. Ozzie was on him before he could move an inch. The little imp didn’t stand a chance.

“W-wait! Ozz, don’t you fucking dare!” His robotic arms wrapped around the sin’s body, trying to push him off. That was nearly impossible, as Asmodeus was over four times his size and much stronger than the prosthetics. Still, he could only try.

The rooster smirked, his demeanor doing a complete 180. Ozzie went from concerned and soft to playful and smug in seconds; it was almost scary how fast he could switch like that. “Oooh, babe, I definitely fucking do~”

Before he could get another protest out, ten feathered fingers attacked his torso. Five running along his back, five snaking around to his stomach. In seconds, small giggles slipped past his lips, a blush tinting his scarred cheeks. “N-nohoho! Ohohozzie you dihihick!”

“I know it’s one of your favorite features, but let’s leave my dick out of this.” Stupid, cheesy words; it was unfair how blushy they made him. Fizz tried to wiggle away, but even with his insane flexibility, Ozzie’s strong arms kept him trapped.

He twisted and kicked, his limbs swinging and flailing as he tried to escape. He didn’t fully mind the tickling, but Fizz had an image to protect. The amazing, alluring, ass-kicking Fizzarolli couldn’t be seen getting reduced to a giggly puddle; even if nobody was watching but his boyfriend.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Fizzie~” He just had to tease… If there was one thing that killed Fizz, it was Ozzie’s silly teases. Normally, they were just flustering. Those teases, though; they drove him nuts. “Shuhut the fuhuhuck uhuhup!”

Ozzie loved the sight of his squirmy boyfriend. The genuine laughter, happy smile, vibrant blushes and adorable noises warmed his loving heart. He genuinely couldn’t be happier than when he was with his Fizzie Frog; especially when the imp was all giggly like that. “Awww, babe, I’m just tryna cheer you up! Are you not feelin’ just a teeny bit better?”

Okay, that wasn’t fair. He was definitely feeling better than when he arrived, but that wasn’t totally because of the tickling. Being around Asmodeus, as evil as he was, immediately boosted his mood. “Thihis- ihit’s nohot fahahair! Youhuhu suhuhuck!”

“Only for you, Fizz~” Just to be evil, Asmodeus fluttered his fingers on the jester’s hips. FIzz squealed, his arms swinging to try and grab Ozzie’s hands. Oh, that asshole! “SH-SHIHIHIT! AHASMODEHEHEUS! NAHAT THEHERE!”

Ozzie chuckled, loving the high-pitched cackles from his partner. “But right there is my favorite! C’mon babe, you gotta admit that this is pretty cute.” Fizz groaned through his laughter, thrashing under the sin’s tickly assault. His robotic appendages were no help, merely bouncing off the sin’s feathered skin instead of actually deterring him.

“NOHO IHIHI”M NAHAT! OHOZZIEHEHEEEE!” Fizz could feel his tail wagging, the tip making a gentle thump against the sheets. At least the rooster wasn’t teasing him about that. “Ooh, Fizzie, your tail’s wagging. Are you enjoying yourself?” Spoke too soon…

Seeing that he was working his partner up a bit too much, he moved away from the imp’s hips, deciding to focus on Fizz’s neck instead. “Alright, alright. I won’t kill you, Fizzie babe.”

“F-fuhuckin’ feehels like ihihit!” Fizz whined, his laughter dying down to squeaky giggles. He turned his head, burying his face in the pillowy mattress. The muffled giggles only made him cuter, in Ozzie’s opinion. He leaned his head down, peppering the jester’s face with light kisses. Fizz scrunched up his shoulders, both loving and hating how the ticklish kisses made him melt. “Bahahahaaaabe!”

Ozzie chuckled, basking in the way his boyfriend reacted to the silly affections. The faces in his hair were smiling wide, portraying his obvious adoration and love. So fucking cute…

It was almost comical, the way the large sin cuddled up to the smaller imp. The love they shared was like no other; based on good communication, mutual respect and pure affection, it was about as healthy as you could get. Sure, they weren’t officially public, but nobody else needed to know about them for it to be wonderful. Especially in the cutesy moments like those.

As much as Fizzarolli loved the attention, he was wearing out. Dealing with the dicks from that morning, combined with the goofy fun, had him pretty drained. “Ohozziehehe! Plehease, noho mohohore!”

And just like that, it was over. Asmodeus respected boundaries more than any other creature in hell; the moment Fizz wanted him to stop, he would, no questions asked. He did, however, pull the imp against his chest, rubbing small circles into his back to help calm him down. The sin’s voice was soft once again, save for a teasing edge. “Easy, babe. You okay? I didn’t go too far, did I?”

Fizz took a few deep breaths, getting out the last few giggles as he snuggled against his man. “Uhum…no, you’re good. But *damn*, did you have to go for my hips?” Ozzie snorted, nuzzling his head against the imp’s. “You know I did. It’s adorable, how can I not?”

He held Fizz tight, flipping them over so the jester was laying on his chest. It was their favorite way to sleep; Fizz could feel the warmth of his boyfriend, and Ozzie could sleep peacefully, knowing his partner was safe while he was with him. Fizzie grumbled, but didn’t protest the movement. He was tired, and he couldn’t deny that the sin’s chest was rather comfortable.

The covers were pulled over the pair, concealing almost all of Fizz’s body. His concealing hat was removed, placed on its holder for the night. It was nice, affectionate and calm; just the way the pair liked it. They drifted off, the small yet happy smile never leaving the imp’s face.

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