#lee!niffty

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Hey y’all! This is my birthday fic! The Angel and Niffty won! I hope you enjoy it! Enjoy!

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Niffty was doing well… Niffty things. She was currently chasing a roach through the hotel, trying to stab with a sewing needle.

“Stab! Stab! Stab!” She said when she tried, and failed, to stab the roach.

She was not paying attention to her surroundings at all, so of course, she ran face first into a small table with a vase on it. The table broke on top of her, the vase breaking on her head as well.

Angel heard this all the way from his room, so he went to go check what was happening. He, Niffty, and Husk were the only ones in the Hotel at the time.

“Hey Husk. What was that noise?” Angel asked the flying cat demon.

Husk put down the bottle he was drinking out of. “Dunno. I saw Niffty chasing a bug or something.” He said nonchalantly.

Angel was about to say something when both him and Husk heard a scream like cry. Angel, of course, went running towards the sound. When he got there however, he saw a beat up, wet, and crying Niffty.

“Hey… Hey… What’s wrong Nif?” Angel asked as he gently picked up the little demon.

“Ch-Charlie’s going to be mad at me..!” She sniffled, tears running down from her one eye.

“Hey, Charlie ain’t gonna be mad at you. It’s just a table… and a vase… But that doesn’t matter, at least not right now.”

Niffty still kept crying, her tears soaking her skin with the water from the vase.

Angel thought for a moment, thinking of a good way to cheer her up. Then, it hit him.

“Hey Nif, you gotta cheer up! Yeah?” He smiled and shifted her to one of his many arms.

Niffty sniffled.

Angel then started tickling her little stomach, getting a mix of giggles in return.

“Ah! EheheHEHEhe! AhaAHAngehel!” Niffty giggled and squirmed in the spider demon’s grasp.

Angel just held her tighter at that. “Nope! No escaping for you!” He teased, continuing his onslaught of tickles.

“EheheHEHEHEhehehe! OhohoKAHAy! EeeEHEHE! AhahaAHAHA! NohohoOHOHO!”

Angel kept up his tickles, spidering all over her itty bitty tummy.

“OhoHOHokahAHAy! StohOHOhop!” Niffty giggled while kicking her legs.

Angel, of course, stopped the tickles. “Alright, now let’s clean this up!”

“Yeah!” Niffty cheered, unaware of Husk who had watched the whole thing.

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Well, that’s my birthday fic! I hope you all enjoyed it! And of course, a happy 17 to me!

[gingerlee-holds]

if it's ok with you I would love a part 3 of the letting of steam fics. i love the first two so far

oh of course!!!! thank you so much for the request heehee! i think there's gonna be one more chapter after this one before the story ends heehee, so if its requested ill begin working on that- i wanted alastor to be sweet with husker cuz husk's very clearly terrified of him so he's gentle with husk- anyways enjoy!! and thanku again for requesting <33333333

(also dont get mad but im not showing Angel's accent phonetically, that's just not my style so use your imagination)

Last Man Standing

Read the first one here! Read the previous one here!

Words: 1953 Pairing: Ler!Alastor, Lees!Niffty, Angel, and Husker Warnings: Alcohol and a panic attack, Angel being Angel, and also its unedited

Husker slightly trembled as he looked around. The radio demon could appear from any shadow, and Husk was never ready. The gambler hated that Alastor got to him so much, but he couldn’t help being afraid. That demon had his soul, and his grip on it was ceaseless. 

Mercifully, Husker wasn’t alone as he slunk through the hotel halls. He tightly held Angel Dust’s hand, who seemed completely unfazed by the situation. Behind them, trying to keep up, Niffty clapped her hands excitedly. Husker was at least glad she was enjoying herself. 

“Stay close, Niffty,” Husk looked behind him, motioning for the maid to hold his other hand. “You know how extra our boss can be.” He felt a little better holding their hands, but he knew that once Alastor tasted figurative blood in the water, it wouldn’t matter.

The shadow of the radio demon followed them down the dark hallway. Alastor may have been part-deer, but all that was going through his mind now was the instincts of a hunter. And if he wanted to be efficient about this - which he always did - he’d pick them off, one by one, starting with the weakest. 

Angel looked over. “Huskie, your hand is trembling. You afraid of the dark?” He said it with a light tone, but as soon as he saw the hotel bartender look back at him with eyes filled with terror, he softened. “Don’t worry, sugar. I’ll protect ya,” he said, affectionately rubbing Husker’s knuckle with his thumb. 

“And I’ll protect you, too!” Niffty giggled as she said it, squeezing Husker’s other hand.

Despite the fear, Husk grinned a little. “Thanks, you two,” he mumbled. He wrapped his tail around his waist like a hug, trying to level his breathing.

“Besides,” Angel continued, gesturing as he spoke, “I’m pretty sure Alastor’s just having fun with this. Nobody’s getting hurt. Just a little scared.”

“Cuz he’s a bad boy!” Niffty offered.

Angel snickered under his breath. “Yeah, sure. Besides, you’ve seen how agitated he looked this morning. He’s barely shown his face since the battle. Maybe he needs this.”

Niffty giggled again. “And when he finds us, he will tear our souls apart!”

Husker’s breath caught in his throat as he was reminded of Alastor’s threat. “What?!” 

“No, hun,” Angel chuckled and rubbed Husker’s shoulder. “She’s just fucking with you, Huskie. Our souls are fine.” He sighed a bit when he felt Husk tense up, silently wishing he could get some alone time with him to talk. Luckily, he wouldn’t have to wait for long. Angel spoke up again as they continued walking. “Niffty, no more jokes, got it?” 

Silence.

“Niffty?” Angel looked over, and Husker stopped in his tracks. Slowly, he held up his other hand for Angel to see: it was empty. “Niffty!” Both sinners looked around the hallway but found no trace of the neurotic little maid.

Husker’s breathing rate increased. “Oh, shit,” he whimpered. 

In an empty room, Alastor dropped Niffty on the bed, who was clapping enthusiastically. “You got me!”

The radio demon grinned and ruffled her hair. “That I did, little darling. I have two more targets, so I can’t tarry long, but I’ll leave you with this.” With a motion, Alastor summoned two tendrils, using one to hold up one of Niffty’s hands and the other to wiggle against her stomach. He fondly knew that it didn’t take much to unravel the little sinner, and as he predicted, she instantly began cackling like a lunatic. She was easy prey. “Now, don’t go anywhere!” Alastor giggled.

“YEhEHEheheHS SihIhIHihIR!” Niffty said through her laughter, giving him a salute. 

Husker was panicking. She was gone, and he was next. He heard Angel beside him, but his voice sounded distant.

“Maybe she just found a bug on the ground, hun! You know she loves cleaning pests.” Angel’s reasoning wasn’t heard as Husker began stumbling forward.

The radio demon momentarily opened the door just as Niffty uttered a loud shriek that echoed down the hall.

Angel stood straight upright, but before he could say anything, Husker took off like a shot, running as if his life depended on it. “No, Huskie, wait!” Angel ran after him, trying to keep up with the gambler. By the time Husker looked back again, the porn star was out of sight. Alastor got him, too. The bartender whimpered and took off running again.

“Alright, asshole!” Angel Dust yelped as he was unceremoniously pinned to a wall by Alastor’s magic. “First of all, how you’re holding me is all wrong. See, these hands over here are barely being held down at all. And you shouldn’t keep the arms completely stretched and extended like this; it’s always better to allow some give; that way, the muscles don’t get sore. Have you ever done this before?”

Alastor’s eye twitched in annoyance, but he took what Angel said into account and moved him a little. “An expert?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty much a pro regarding restraints. But secondly, and also most importantly, you’re scaring Husker. He’s having a panic attack, thanks to you.”

“I’ll attend to him shortly, don’t worry. As for you, my effeminate fellow, it’s time for your punishment after being found!”

“Do… do you hear yourself right now?” Angel raised an eyebrow. “That is some seriously kinky shit. I’ve heard that exact line a dozen times. It’s one of the classic amateur porn-writing lines. Like, you know what I’m gonna say to that, right?”

“Hm! Then don’t say anything,” the radio demon smiled wide. “Just laugh.”

“With the way you’re holding me down, I might just do thahAhahahahhat! WhaaHAt?!” Angel looked down and saw sets of claws extending from the wall, wriggling into his underarms.

“Four arms means four armpits! Now, excuse me,” Alastor turned and walked to the door. Angel Dust’s laugh was just as loud as his personality, and he wasn’t used to the gentle, teasy touch he was receiving. With a chuckle, Alastor left him to his tickling. 

Husker ran until he saw the bar, and with all the grace of a terrified cat, he leaped over the bar, knocking a bottle over, and curled up on the floor in a ball. He trembled and gripped his neck, practically feeling his chain tightening as the radio demon held his soul in a vice-like sadistic grip. 

Suddenly, Husker was jarred out of his thoughts by a single light turning on overhead. He held his breath and looked up to see enough light to fully illuminate the small bar. Then, there was a soft knocking on the countertop.

“I’d like a drink, please.” 

Husker peeked over the counter to see Alastor sitting on one of the barstools, legs crossed and hands neatly folded on his lap. His eyes were closed, and he smiled without teeth. He looked… completely unthreatening. “W-what?” the bartender asked, his voice still shaking. 

“A drink, friend.” Alastor’s voice was soft, almost soothing. Was he trying to comfort him?

“I- why?”

Alastor opened one eye. “Because I’m parched. Being a hunter is hard work, you know.”

“No, as a matter of fact, I don’t know.” Husker glared at his boss. “What did you do to the others?” 

“They’re all having fun, don’t worry.” Alastor tapped the counter again. “Now, gin and tonic, please.”

“That’s… not your usual order.” Husker looked at the radio demon suspiciously. Husker’s favorite drink was a gin and tonic, so why was Alastor ordering it? Regardless, Husker began making the drink and served it to his guest in a large glass. 

“Thank you.” Alastor politely nodded before pouring half of the drink into another glass and passing it back to the bartender. “Here, have some.”

Husker looked down at the glass and then back up at Alastor. He didn’t seem to be manipulating him. It looked like Alastor was genuinely just trying to calm him down. Hesitantly, the gambler picked up the glass.

“You’ve won.” Alastor held up the glass. “A toast! You were the last one I found.”

Husk held up his glass and took a big sip. The alcohol warmed the back of his throat, and he felt all his muscles loosen up a bit. Sighing, Husk leaned against the countertop and looked up at Alastor. He was warmly smiling as he drank from his glass.

“You should have seen the look on Angel’s face, Husker. It was absolutely to die for!” The radio demon laughed as he set the glass down, and thanks to the gin, Husker found himself chuckling along with him. 

“I bet he made a sex joke, didn’t he?” 

Alastor nodded, and the two laughed together. 

After a few minutes, both were filled with warmth and laughing at nothing in particular. The radio demon wiped a tear from his eye and sighed happily. “Now, you get a reward for lasting the longest.”

Husker tilted his head, smiling lopsidedly in confusion, before he felt Alastor’s tendrils from behind him, gently massaging his shoulders. The shock of the touch quickly melted, and the gambler slowly laid his head on the counter. Smiling wide, he yawned like a cat, and his ears twitched. 

Alastor smiled and used one hand to rub his ear, and to his surprise, he heard a low purring sound coming from his bartender. He knew Husker was starved for touch, but he had no idea it was to this extent. He couldn’t help letting a small “Awww…” out, smiling fondly at the grumble Husk made in reply. The feline sinner swatted at the radio demon, and Alastor gently grabbed the offending hand, tracing the heart on Husker’s paw with a single claw. 

“H-heeheehehee… C-cuhuhuhut ihihit ouhuhut…” Husker began giggling but didn’t pull away from the touch. As Alastor continued administering his reward tickles, Husker never once moved, only letting out sleepy giggles.

“You are far too precious to be so scared, Husker.”

“Sh-shuhuhuhut ihihihihit…”

“No, I don’t think so.” Alastor wiggled the claw a bit faster, and Husk’s giggling mixed with his purring made for an extraordinarily adorable sound. Without stopping the massaging, ear rubs, or palm tickles, Alastor gently led Husker out from the bar to the oversized couch in the lobby and sat him down. With a start, the radio demon realized he was still tickling the others, and he quickly stopped all his magic, releasing Lucifer, Vaggie, Charlie, Niffty, and Angel from their tickly punishment. 

The other hotel residents slowly stumbled into the lobby, wiping tears from their eyes and rubbing their still-tingling spots. All had blushes on their faces, and none wanted to talk to the others after being so thoroughly wrecked. Lucifer was practically gasping for air as he shuffled in, and without a word, he sat down on the far end of the couch and instantly fell asleep. Next to him sat Charlie, and next to her sat Vaggie, and the two girlfriends snuggled close to each other. Niffty hopped onto the armrest and conked out faster than you could say ‘stab,’ and Angel crept in beside Husker to wrap his four arms around the sleeping bartender.

Alastor sat in his recliner, took a deep breath, and smiled as the other residents slept. Finally, the Hazbin Hotel was quiet, and he could get some rest. He was shockingly tired, and as he lay his head back against the seat, he grinned at the fun he had had today. He hoped he could do it again soon because, as far as he could tell, nobody else disliked it either. Although maybe he’d have to go easy on the theatrics with Husker. 

The other residents were plotting revenge against the radio demon as he slept. But that would come after everyone was awake. For now, the hotel slept.

[alechans-cutetickles]

🇮🇹:prova a NN attivare la tua ler mode challeng

(♾️% Impossibile se la attivi perdi >//<💕)

🇺🇸:Try to NOT to activing ur ler mode challeng

(♾️% impossible if u will activing u lose >//<💕)

(🇮🇹:ricordatevi questo é sicuro e niente e 1n4pr0p14tt0 nessun minore é stato messo in un post di f3t1c1st1)

(🇺🇸:Remeber this is sfw n nothing is 1n4pr0p13tt no one minor is get on a f3t1sh post)

[radioactiveler]

Re-uploading some old art~

[maybedraws-things]

WHY I LOVE DRAW THIS

[calicocatsarecute]

Hey y’all, this is the Nifty and Alastor fic! I’ve decided to do lee! Nifty bc there’s not enough stuff about her! Enjoy!!

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Alastor has been out all day, doing whatever Alastor does, so he had just came back to the hotel. He walked through the door and plopped down onto the couch.

“Welcome back Alastor!”

The Radio demon turned his head to see a tiny demon smiling at him.

“Hello dear, how was your day today?” Alastor smiled back at Niffty.

“I killed some bugs, we did some trust exercises, and the I cleaned some more!” Niffty said bouncing slightly.

“Well my dear, you seem to have had a fun day.” Alastor said as he patted her head.

Niffty nodded, plopping herself next to Alastor. She scooted closer to the demon in charge of her.

“What did you do today? I bet it was exciting!” Niffty asked, a bigger smile plastered across her face as she thought of all the things Alastor could’ve done.

“Well Niffty, my day wasn’t quite as exciting as I’d hoped it’d been.” The stronger demon sighed, picking at his nails.

The smaller demon’s smile turned into a pout as her speculations flew out the window.

“But….. you can help make it better.”

Niffty eyes lit up even more than before. “How, how!?”

“Well my dear…, he said whilst picking up the smaller demon. This is how!”

And with that, Alastor dug his fingers gently into the stomach of the younger. His claws were surprisingly ticklish as well.

“Ehehehehehe! Yohohuhu’rehe sneheheahaky!” Niffty tried to compliment the Overlord but her giggles were overwhelming her words.

“Why thank you my dear! Guess I’ve learned from the best~”

“EHEHEHE! AlahastohOR!” Niffty’s squeals we’re so childlike and so pure. Alastor just couldn’t help visibly aw at the sight he created.

“You truly are very precious my dear Niffty.”

“ThahaAHANk yohoUHU!”

“You’re most certainly welcome my dear.” Alastor said, using his other hand to pat her on the head.

But unbeknownst to them, the whole hotel was now watching it play out. And Charlie, couldn’t help but think of new exercises to do for the hotel.

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Sorry for this fic taking longer than expected to write. Schoolwork is a pain! Anyways, love y’all!<3

[void-occupation]

hey there!! i’m currently rereading part 2 of your playful punishment series on ao3, and i got to this line:

“This was an affront to his reputation as the Radio Demon, and there would be consequences upon his escape! Not just for Lucifer, but for everyone else laughing at his predicament as well. Alastor would be the one having the final laugh today!”

i was wondering if you’d be willing to write about Alastor’s revenge! obviously the revenge against lucifer didn’t go as planned in part three LOL but how would he fare against the other residents?

i love your writing!! be it tickles or angst, i love the fics you post. thank you so much for sharing your gift with us! i always look forward to seeing what you’ll post next 💜 take care!!

this might seem a bit selfish, but I don't really enjoy reading/writing about characters who aren't my favorites 😅. When I try it becomes less of a hobby and more of a chore, so I just don't. However, since you're so polite and very sweet, I will give you some tickle related headcanons for this

Alastor is a very lee-leaning switch. We're talking 90% lee, 10% ler. If he's planning to tickle someone, you can almost guarantee that his secret goal is to get them to get him back

HOWEVER, he's never been one to do anything half-baked, so when he tickles someone, he is brutal and merciless - a "go until I get tired or they safeword" kind of guy

Anyone less powerful than him would never stand a chance if he decides to go for them, and he's not against using his tentacles and shadows to help him get multiple spots at once

He will at least attempt to get anyone more powerful than him, though it doesn't usually end in his favor. Alastor usually tries to wreck them as much as possible while he can in the hopes of exhausting them enough to give himself a head start

He's huge on anticipation. The more nervous and jumpy he can get his target, the better

He'll start off light to catch his victim off guard before gradually getting worse and worse until they're begging for mercy

He loves using things on others that would fluster him because he knows how to make it the most flustering thing ever from sheer experience on the victim's end

He knows that his claws are absolutely lethal on ticklish spots, and he makes sure that whoever he's managed to capture knows too

Very teasy, but in a casual way. He won't baby talk you, but he will talk about how, "Oh dear, how are you ever going to get out of this?" or "Hmm, that was an interesting reaction - lets do that again," etc.

He's also very methodical - working through every technique on every spot to see what works best where

Loves to act like he's doing a broadcast while tickling someone just to see their faces turn red while he addresses an imaginary audience

His personal favorite targets are Charlie, Husk, and making semi-successful attempts at Lucifer. He also loves getting Rosie (who isn't super ticklish, but just enough to catch her off guard and get some giggles in certain spots) and used to like getting Vox when they were still friends

If he can sneak up on her, he'll randomly squeeze Vaggie's sides to see her jump and temporarily tickle the frown off her face

If Angel is sitting next to him and starts flirting too much, he will mercilessly start squeezing the spot above his knee and leave the taller sinner a flailing hysterical mess

The one time he tried to get Nifty, he learned the hard way that no, she's actually not ticklish and is merciless when provoked - he still fears her to this day

If Charlie starts clinging to him too much, he'll wriggle his fingers under her arms until she squeals and lets go to escape

Husk has always been a fun target for him because not only does it get him to lighten up for once, but his thrall simply has the most entertaining reactions

Alastor and Vox used to have legendary tickle fights (that Alastor would let Vox eventually win) because they both knew each other's worst spots, and had powers to help them wreck each other (Alastor with his shadows, and Vox's electricity)

These are all I have for now, hope you still enjoyed them even if I don't plan to write a fic for it lol

[alechans-cutetickles]

🇮🇹:*Fa un disengio su niffty solleticata dolciemente 🎀*

🇺🇸:*Make a niffty tickle art cutely 🎀*

[cozydreamz]

probably the first ever hazbin hotel raspberry tickle pic xD

i wanted niffty here to tease one of my younger OCs

(added charlie and angel’s reaction cus why not)

[sleepylee3]

Niffty's Cleaning Zoomies

It was a normal day in the hotel, except for one thing; Niffty had "The Zoomies". The residents of the Hazbin Hotel had never experienced this, so they weren't sure what was about to go down.

Niffty ran through the hallways, practically leaping onto bugs and stabbing them like she did to Adam. Unfortunately for Angel, he had just gotten back from an early morning shoot with Valentino, and was covered in who-knows-what. This, of course, did NOT go unnoticed by the devious little maid. She scurried over to Angel Dust and began climbing up his legs, then latching onto his waist, (while somehow supporting herself) and began "dusting" him off. "

"Niff! Whahat are yohohu doin'?" Angel asked, fighting back giggles, attempting to keep his composed posture.

"You're dirty, so I'm dusting you off! Hey....why are you making that noise?" The little maid innocently asked, her intentions clearly saying otherwise.

"Whahat noises, Nihiff? Thehe only noises I mahake are during a shohoot or whenever I feheel lihike ihitt-" Angel replied through giggles, obviously trying hard not to throw the little creature off of him, not wanting to harm her.

Suddenly, Niffty gasped. "Angel! Are you ticklish???" She curiously asked. (She was clearly aware of the answer to that question.) There was a shuffle from across the room, and they both looked up to see Husk standing there, an amused expression spread on his face.

"Yea, he is. Are ya' just now figurin' that out?" He responded, only after taking a drink from the usually-nearby whiskey bottle that was sitting on the bar's smooth counter next to him.

"Nope! I've always known~" Niffty replied in her crazed voice, the same one she'd used when stealing some of Valentino's fur "for her collection". Angel pretended to feel betrayed, as he'd felt like someone had been watching him for a while.

"How?? You been spyin' on me or somethin' Niff?"

"I guess you could say that; Husk helps me!" She answered, glancing over to Husk, who gave a sly grin in reply. Angel had suspected Husk and Niffty were up to something, but never something like this!

"What?? You been tellin' her shit 'bout me? What else have ya' told her, ya' fuck?" The spider demon carefully peeled a distracted Niffty off of him and placed her on the ground, watching her sprint off upstairs to go bother Alastor or someone else; he didn't really care, as long he didn't have to be tickled anymore.

Meanwhile, Niffty was looking for someone else to "clean", sprinting through hallways and dusting off anything that looked even the slightest bit dirty. Luckily, she stumbled upon her next victim: Vaggie.

"Oh, hey Niffty. Watcha' up to?" Vaggie asked curiously eyeing the little maid.

"Oh, not much. Just cleaning." Niffty coyly responded, before springing her plan into action. "Oh my gosh, Miss Vaggie! Your hair is so messy!"

"What the? Niffty, get off of me!" Vaggie exclaimed, reaching for the little gremlin, only to be unsuccessful; Niffty climbed up her back, then situated herself on Vaggie's shoulders, away from her hands' grasp, and began lightly "dusting" the back of Vaggie's neck with her little feather duster.

"Hehehey! Nihihffty! Stohohop thahat!" Vaggie tried responding, giggles tainting her words.

"But Miss Vaggie, you're dirty!!!" The cyclops maid replied, mocking a whiny-voiced toddler. She eventually got bored of tormenting Vaggie, and it was nearing the end of the day. She wanted to find someone better to tickle tomorrow.....but who?

Continued in Part Two!

[twisting-echo]

My Scott Pilgrim Takes Off Recast Meme

I once again came up with another AU for the Spectral Owl pairing, and I asked my friend @amethystoceandespiser if he could help with a recast for Scott Pilgrim Takes Off, and this is what we've come up with.

The character recast base template was made by Moheart7 on DeviantArt.

LINK TO THE TEMPLATE - Character Recast Meme - Template.

Recast List:

Scott Pilgrim recast as Danny Fenton (Danny Phantom)

Ramona Flowers recast as Octavia Goetia (Helluva Boss)

Matthew Patel recast as Neito Monoma (My Hero Academia)

Lucas Lee recast as Raphael (ROTTMNT)

Todd Ingram recast as Eijiro Kirishima (My Hero Academia)

Roxie Richter recast as Ember McLain (Danny Phantom)

Kyle and Ken Katayanagi recast as Leonardo and Donatello (ROTTMNT)

Gideon Graves/Gordon Goose recast as Randall/Randy Boggs (Monsters Inc/Monsters University/Monsters at Work)

Wallace Wells recast as Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)

Kim Pine recast as Valerie Gray (Danny Phantom)

Stephen Stills recast as Tadashi Hamada (Big Hero 6)

"Young" Neil Nordegraf recast as Sir Pentious (Hazbin Hotel)

Knives Chau recast as Niffty (Hazbin Hotel)

Julie Powers recast as Merida DunBroch (Brave/Ralph Breaks the Internet)

Envy Adams recast as Verosika Mayday (Helluva Boss)

Future Scott Pilgrim recast as Dark Danny (Danny Phantom)

🔞ALL OF THE RECAST CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18 IN THIS AU, INCLUDING KNIVES/NIFFTY. 🔞

🚫 IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THIS RECAST, PLEASE DON’T COMMENT OR REBLOG 🚫

🚫 IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS SHIP, PLEASE DON’T COMMENT OR REBLOG 🚫

🚫 PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR REPOST MY EDITS 🚫

[tired-and-ticklish]

Rough Day

Summary: Angel Dust's had a rough and long day at work, no pun intended. Niffty helps him unexpectedly relax.

TW: Tickling, Mentions of Valentino, Mentions of Angel's job, Swearing, Mentions of safewords being ignored.

I couldn't get this idea out of my mind after seeing this scene from the show.

Part Two

“Oh fuuuuuuuck!” Angel groaned as he entered the hotel, cracking his back as he did.

Today had not been a good day for him. First, Valentino wanted some ‘quality time’ with him, which always put Angel in a terrible mood and headspace. Then, that fucking moth had him work for what felt like an eternity. No rest, no food breaks, nothing. Everything felt sore, and the spider was just happy there was a shower at the studio. Otherwise, he’d have to wait till he got to the hotel to clean up.

He just wanted to face plant into the first soft object he found and pass out for the rest of the day.

“You look messy!” Nifty said, startling Angel as she hopped out of a potted plant. “What happened to you?”

“More like ‘who happened to me?’ and the answer? Everyone. Twice.” Angel groaned, beginning to head for the couch. “Val had me working sixteen hours on a fucking limb! The absolute dick-”

The spider demon’s rant was cut off, biting his lip slightly. He hadn’t noticed Niffty jump onto his back, until he felt her dusting him off, tickling him and causing him to freeze. Angel quickly reached his lower arms around and tried to pull her off before anyone could notice.

“I appreciate the help.” He told the maid “But I don’t need dusting.”

“But, you’re messy.” Niffty repeated, and as if to emphasize her point, trying to reach up to fix Angel’s hair.

“Yeah well, I’m not some piece of fucking furn-Ack!”

The maid was ignoring him, as Angel felt the feather duster now on his neck. This was bad, he realized as he bit his lip. Sure, he was the taller demon, but Niffty was faster, already out of range of his hands and back on his back. He needed to stay composed, as he noticed Husk, Charlie, and Vaggie watching him from the sidelines.

“N-Nihihihihift, c-come on, I think I’m c-clehehheeean now.” Angel tried to plead, a few giggles escaping as the duster left his neck and headed for his worst spot, his armpits. Having six arms was both a blessing, and curse, especially since the spider had kept his worst spots from when he was alive. There was no way he’d be able to keep it in if she got there.

“You’re clean when I say you’re clean.” The cyclops told him, and before Angel could attempt to plead any further, the feathers made contact.

He clamped his upper set of arms down as a small squeal came out of him. The spider demon felt an unintentional smile begin to form on his face, and despite his clamped arms, the duster was still moving.

“N-Nihihihihfty plehehehehease!” He couldn’t help it anymore, laughter was starting to pour out of him.

“Angel… Are you…Ticklish?” Charlie asked, and Angel could practically hear the smile in her voice. Though, considering the Princess of Hell, that was an easy thing to listen for.

“N-Noohohohoh, fuhuhuhuhck ohohohohoff!”

“Oh my Satan, he actually is.” Vaggie said, clearly enjoying the show as she chuckled.

“Niihihihihihffty plehehehehease!” Angel covered his face with one of his hands, trying to hide his smile.

It wasn’t that Angel hated being tickled, or wasn’t used to it. He hated when Valentino did it, or any of the clients Val gave him did it. ‘Safewords’ and ‘boundaries’ were not words in the Overlord’s vocabulary, and oftentimes, he and the clients would be too rough, making the spider demon cry out in pain more than pleasure. They made fun of him, and touched places he hated, especially his feet, especially when Valentino was in a bad mood.

But the gentle tickles of the feather duster? Niffty not staying in one spot too long as he felt her move it to his ribs? That was the kind of tickling Angel enjoyed, the softer side of it, and it was embarrassing. He was a pornstar, for fuck’s sake, he shouldn’t enjoy something like this! Or at least, if he did, it should have been in the kinky sense. 

And yet, he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the non-sexual aspect of it, how freeing it felt to just laugh and let himself go. Angel Dust liked being tickled, and the idea of his hotel companions finding out embarrassed him even more. Even so, Angel couldn’t find it in himself to throw the smaller sinner off him. Sometimes, Niffty reminded him of Molly in a way, and that tugged at the part of him that still cared about people.

“W-Waahahahait wahahahait shhihihit!” Angel’s knees buckled, him sliding to the floor as the maid continued dusting him off, though he heard her let out a small giggle, obviously knowing what she was doing.

“Just a few more spots, then you’re done!” She assured him, letting out another mischievous laugh as Angel squealed.

“P-Plehehehehease Iihihhihi cahahahaan’t tahhaahake- NOHOHOHOT THEHHRHERE!”

His lower set of armpits was attacked, for some reason, those ones were much worse than his upper arms. It was like the further down you went, the more sensitive Angel’s body became. And yet, he still wasn’t feeling any actual distress. Hell, the weirdest part about all of this was that it was helping him relax.

“NHIHIHIHIHIFFTY!”

As soon as it started, it was all over, Angel feeling the feathers being removed. He caught his breath, hugging himself in an attempt to get those phantom tickles away. Looking up, he spotted Husk, who had lifted Niffty off the spider demon.

“Hey, I think I saw some roaches on the other side of the hotel-” The cat demon began, and, as the mention of any sort of bug, the cyclops maid took off like a bullet. Husk shook his head a bit, before offering a hand to Angel. “You still alive, legs?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Angel said, waving one of his hands while another accepted Husk’s. The spider was pulled to his feet.

“How are you feeling?” Charlie asked, Angel’s cheeks turning a shade of pink as he realized they had all seen him lose it.

“I-I mean, it wasn’t… awful.” Angel said as casually as he could muster, trying not to let them know he enjoyed it. The Princess of Hell let out a small squeak, sparkles in her eyes.

“We could do that for trust exercises!”

“Do… what?”

“Tickling!”

“I think it’s a wonderful idea!” All four of them were suddenly startled by Alastor’s presence, the Radio Demon apparently having been watching from wherever he had been. “After all, you’re never fully dressed without a smile!”

“Well that sounds like a big fucking riot, but I’m going to pass.” Husk said, already starting to back away despite how calm his voice sounded.

“I-I think Niffty got me enough for the day.” Angel began, also backing away.

Charlie, Vaggie, and Alastor were looking at them with mischievous smiles, coming closer toward the spider and cat. Husk tried to remain casual, like he wasn’t trying to run up to his room, while Angel held up all four of his hands pleadingly, a nervous smile already stretching onto his face.

“Ten~” The Radio Demon began.

Both Angel and Husk took off like two bats out of Hell, hearing Charlie’s excited giggles and Vaggie’s threatening teases as they ran. Soon enough, Alastor’s countdown was finished, both girls running after their targets. The Radio Demon twirled his microphone cane, before casually following along.

‘What an interesting venture this hotel is turning out to be.’ Alastor thought with a chuckle.

[void-occupation]

Messing with Nifty's cleaning is the easiest way to get on her hit list, and Alastor learns that he isn't exempt from this rule.

OR

Alastor fucks around and finds out.

This is a platonic SFW tickle fic, if that isn't for you, feel free to scroll right on by

[alechans-cutetickles]

🇮🇹:"niffty "nn" soffre il solletico" nn me ne frega una 💩 >_< 💖

🇺🇸:"niffty "isn't" ticklish" idgas >_< 💖

[sleepylee3]

Niffty's Zoomies (sneak peak)

It was a normal day in the hotel, except for one thing; Niffty had "The Zoomies". The residents of the Hazbin Hotel had never experienced this, so they weren't sure what was about to go down.

Niffty ran through the hallways, practically leaping onto bugs and stabbing them like she did to Adam. Unfortunately for Angel, he had just gotten back from an early morning shoot with Valentino, and was covered in who-knows-what. This, of course, did NOT go unnoticed by the devious little maid.

[1gigglebug]

LEE!SIR PENTIOUS MY FAVORITE LEE AAAA

August's Tickletober - Day 5: Boo!

Lee!Sirpentious Ler!Niffty

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“Boo!” Niffty squealed from behind the snake, jumping onto his back,

“AH! Ah, Niffty dear. Do not do that.”

She giggles menacingly, crawling her way up his back to perch upon his neck, Pentious wincing slightly as her claws dig into his back. 

“It issn’t nice to sssscare ssomeone like that,” He hisses, noticing quite fast that Niffty, quite frankly, did not care. 

Her nails dug into his neck for a better grip, the snake recoiling slightly. It didn’t hurt as much as her claws over his back, yet it still drew irritation from him. 

Niffty quickly took notice of his crawling skin, scratching her nails into his skin again, only this time doing it over and over. Causing the snake to squirm under her touch. 

“Niffty- DEhEAr!” 

The bug manages to keep herself on his shoulders despite it being a real struggle with the long snake trying to slither her off. Nevertheless, she never lets up her little attack.

“Aaah! Ssstop that at once!” 

He hisses through sharp teeth, chuckling at her skittering nails. She giggles harder, making little ‘Neheheh’ jabbers.

“Ceasse, ceassse!” 

He protests, jolting with a little hiccup as her nails hit a worse spot, accidentally flinging the girl off him. At first, he doesn’t notice what had happened. Only taking note of the absence of Niffty’s scribbling nails. 

“Oh, thankss you, dear-” 

He stops blinking, not feeling the little weight on his shoulders as he had earlier. 

“Niffty?” 

He turns around, finding her staring at him on the floor. She stood there, returning to her earlier cackles as Pentious laid eyes on her. 

Before anything else is said she scampers across the floor and into a hallway, satisfied with her mischief and off to find her next victim.

Or victims…