#so you can scratch his tummy hehehehe

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

got caught up thinking about how the few bits of armour-free skin on legacy's body probably feels like lizard skin like a Komodo dragon and now i cant stop thinking about legacy with lizard behaviours. legacy who takes naps in the sunlight and licks things to figure out whAT THEY ARE LMAO poor boy has bad eyesight😔 that big ol eye ain't doing him any favours

Foul Legacy: the perfect blend of lizard and cat behaviors

he NEEDS his daily sunlight dose, or at least to be bundled up beneath several blankets to decrease lethargy, although the time where he is either basking or napping he's still very sleepy. you find him snoozing in a sunny patch of grass and gently nudge him, receiving a drowsy trill and a lick to the hand before he bumps his head against your palm. no matter how content and cozy he is, Legacy is very careful not to jab you with his horns even when he's nuzzling against your hand, letting out sleepy purrs and eventually pulling you down onto the grass with him for snuggles. fair warning, he will probably end up with his head in your lap, rumbling from the extra warmth and happily fluttering his wings

it takes Legacy a couple of weeks to be able to identify you from sight alone, since his is admittedly not great, so for a while he results to curiously licking and nibbling your outstretched hand. now it's just a habit for him to give you a soft munch in greeting, lightly gnawing your shoulder when he sneaks up behind you before purring, bumping his forehead against you. it's also a perfect opportunity for Legacy to drape his arms over you, his cheek squished into your hair as he cheerfully soaks in your warmth and slowly leans his weight against you until you have no choice but to sit down on the floor, a very smug and happy Legacy immediately curling up around you and effectively trapping you in an impromptu cuddle session <3

[otomiyaa]

Ticklish Caelus x Reader

Romantic + 44. “I can’t let you go unpunished.” Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻

Mischievous, sassy, sometimes a little evil. These were traits of your boyfriend that weren't new to you. But that didn't mean you would let him get away with it!

"You look like you want to chase me for this, but good news, I'm not going to run. So we can spare your breath."

Oh Caelus, Caelus, Caelus. You shook your head at him in disapproval. On his lips were the remains of the last bit of chocolate cake; yes, the special one from Belobog! The expensive one! The plate, empty! His expression, smug!

Naughty Caelus literally ate all of the cake while you only had 2 pieces. And he knew it was your favorite. It wasn't as if Belobog was around the corner either - it was on a different planet.

You sighed. "Seriously? Well, if you're not going to run, fine with me. Makes this much easier."

You stepped towards him, and for a moment it seemed as if Caelus expected something like, yeah.. something like what? What did he expect? Aggressive kissing? A slap in his face? He closed his eyes and leaned forward a little, looking eager to accept his punishment.

Judging from his behavior, he didn't seem to think you'd do this.

"HUH? Nohoho waahah-whahahait!" His sudden laughter and confused noises proved to you that he really didn't expect you to tickle him. How odd.

"You could've seen this coming, Caelus. I can’t let you go unpunished. Mean boyfriends get the tickle punishment, it's an unwritten rule."

"I wahahasn't mean- no hahaha dohohon't!" He reached for your hands but failed to stop them from traveling under his shirt. You enjoyed the feeling of his abs under your hands as you tickled him vengefully. To think all that delicious cake was stored in there now!

"You ate my cake and were smug about it. So yes, you were mean, Caelus," you lectured him while giving his stomach a very well-deserved ticklish treatment. Caelus squirmed like a funny worm and laughed hysterically.

"It wahahas ours-ahahaha!"

"I bought it, and even if I bought it for you too, you could've at least shared a bit more."

"Buhuhut- eeeheehehe!" Seeing his huge smile and the crumbs near his lips, you then wondered if he dirtied his mouth on purpose. He normally wasn't that messy with eating.

You now realized why this silly guy was probably expecting something else than tickling. Well, now that the same thought made its way into your mind too, it was hard to not give in. Even though it would be exactly what he wanted.

"I cahahan explahaha-heheheh hmph!" Caelus squeaked when you kissed him. You pinned him against the wall and tasted the delicious cake on his lips. Caelus relaxed against you and immediately kissed you back.

Naughty naughty. "HMPH!" You grinned mid-kiss when you felt him twitch and jump; your fingers were still under his shirt and now tickled his bare sides and tummy with rapid scratches and scribbles.

Caelus danced between you and the wall, letting out muffled giggles as he tried to continue kissing you. To take a deep breath yourself you moved back for a moment and smirked.

"What, didn't think I would just give you what you wanted hm?"

Caelus stared at you with a blush. "Yeah - I have a confession to make," he said breathlessly. You rolled your eyes fondly.

"Yes yes, you wanted to piss me off deliberately and score some angry kisses. I get it now," you said, and you immediately resumed the tickle punishment without mercy. Caelus shook with hysterical laughter and shook his head.

"Nohoho I d-didn't I- ahaahah! Wahahait- lehehet me, aahhahaa!"

The more you tickled Caelus, the happier you felt. Maybe you were glad he was provoking you. This way you didn't need to feel sorry for taking advantage of this ticklish cutie.

"Lehehet me speheheak ehehee!" Caelus whined.

"Speak? You prefer kisses, don't you?" And your lips were on his again, muffling his laughter and definitely not making this easier on him. You felt him lose the strength in his legs, and he slid down to the floor.

Your lips remained together as you followed him down. Then the moment he lay sprawled on the floor, you continued the merciless tickle attack.

"Plehehease! Nonono ahahaha!" Caelus squealed. He was the cutest. There were no more crumbs left on his face, but he looked adorable with that pretty blush on his cheeks and the tears in his eyes. Yes, you were lucky to have such a mischievous, sassy and evil boyfriend who would deserve a tickle punishment like this from time to time.

When you finally stopped and let him catch his breath, Caelus said again: "I c-can explain hehe."

"What else is there to explain?" you asked. He then weakly lifted his hand and pointed at the cupboard behind you.

"C-check there, p-please hehe," he giggled tiredly. Enjoying his cute sounds even after you had stopped tickling him, you got up and to your surprise, found more cake hidden.

"I didn't eat everything, I wanted you to think so."

When you looked at him again, you noticed the cutest pout on his lips. "The reason, well... y-you were right."

PFFT. He really thought he could score some angry kisses for free and got himself a tickle punishment instead. Caelus and his silly way of thinking, you couldn't help but love him for it.

"You're crazy, and that's why I love you," you said, and before he could get up from the floor, you were on top of him again, this time giving him the passionate kisses he may have longed for!

[anxious-lee-ler]

A Killcode and His Sons

KC sighed as he watched the Computer twins work. One was working on dimensional travel, and Zero was working a body for KC for his return to the real world. The taller animatronic watched as the two stressed. Zero had been shocked again, and One was talking with Moon.

Oh Moon… KC worried… Moon was the reason he was in the system… and the reason Moon had lost his memories…

Wait. Zero got hurt again? KC sat up as he looked over at the smaller bot. This is when his dad instincts kicked in. His new sons needed to cheer up. After Moon left to go talk to Sun, KC scooped up a now startled and confused One, then did the same to Zero.

"What are you doing, Killcode?" One asked curiously, unsure of the tall one's motives.

"I… want to cheer up… my children…" KC admitted.

"But we are not built from your kill code, KC…" Zero added, not to be mean, he was more confused.

"I… understand that…" KC sighed.

"What do you plan to do to cheer us up?" One decided to change the subject, knowing it was touchy for KC.

"Well…" KC suddenly smirked "I have an idea in mind…~"

"What's with that tease-?" Zero started to ask before he was cut off with a "YEEP?!"

One caught on quick as to what KC's motives were and started to try and wiggle out of his claw with a nervous smile.

"Oh?~ Are my sons… ticklish?~"

"N-now Kill Code-! We can talk about this-!" One stuttered.

"Can we? You've been so stressed that I… wanted to help."

"By t-tickling us? Eep!" Zero squeaked again as KC's pinky claw lightly scratched at the upper part of his shell.

"Do you not wish to be? I see Moon do this with Sun."

"...No, it's fine. You wish to help us, and we honestly need this." One nodded.

"I'm fine with it, we trust you after all." Zero added.

"Thank you…" KC smiled "Now… Where were we?~"

The two didn't respond as KC hovered a claw over each of their tummies. "Who shall go first?~" the kill code animatronic knew he would go for both at once, but hey there's no shame in playing with your lees.~ He did this with the Bloodmoon twins a lot.

"Let's see… There's a cute tummy here, and one here as well~"

Zero blushed harder than he would admit. He was always the more ticklish out of the two. One simply coughed and turned his pink face. But that attitude didn't last long as two claws started to tickle both of their tummies.

"EEK! Hehehehahaha! Nahahahahaheheheee!" Zero squealed.

"Shihihihihihit! Gyahahahaha!" One tried to fight his laughter.

"No need to fight, little ones…" KC smiled softly "Your laughter is cute~"

"Ihehehehe refuhuhuhuhuse to believe THAHAHAHA?!" One shrieked as a claw started going after the spot between where his middle met the lower half, or namely what humans call 'hips.'

"Hehehehe whahahahat was thahahat brother?" Zero teased through laughter of his own.

KC chuckled at the two, and targeted Zero's ribs again, causing him to squeal and laugh in a pitch equal to One's. "My sons…" KC smiled to himself, purring.

But with the purring, came the vibrations through his hands, making the two bots squeal once more from the unexpected up in ticklishness.

"WHAHAHA?!" One called out in confusion.

Zero only laughed, not knowing what to really say. The tickles were starting to be a bit much, however. The two weren't used to being tickled for this long and they were starting to glitch out.

KC took notice of this and immediately stopped. "Are you two okay…?"

"F-f-fihihihine-" Zero giggled, voice glitching.

"Nehehehever been better-" One responded, trying to catch himself.

"But… you are glitching…? This… isn't good." KC said with concern.

The two caught themselves, thankfully. One piped up "It is f-f-fine Killcode."

"I-It is not your fa-ult." Zero reassured.

KC sighed and pulled the two close to hug them, not saying a word. Zero and One nodded at each other and started to tickle along KC's metal neck, making the taller one burst into surprise laughter.

"WHAHAHA-! Youhuhuhuhu buggerherherherherhers!" KC laughed, and wiggled around.

"Heh… I guess even father's can be ticklish~" Zero teased.

"I have to agree." One chuckled.

Soon the two stopped and hugged KC. Maybe having KC as a dad wasn't so bad… even if they weren't actually his code.

[sailorhyunjinz]

what do you think cuddle with skz would be like?

hmm,,, feels like ive been writing a bunch of fluff lately hehehe but let's do iiiiiit

Warnings; suggestive content~

Bangchan

a classic spooner

prefers to be the big spoon since he can hold you and it feeds his size kink ;))

may or may not press his bulge against your ass just to make you flustered

but would end up flustering himself lmao

doesnt mind your hair getting in his mouth or you wriggling about since he loves you too much to tell you anything ehhehe

will tell you about his day softly as his lips are close to your ear

leaving small kisses in between sentences cause you look so cute >:((

may or may not pat your butt

"you feel so warm and snuggly y/n" he says as he squeezes you tightly to your chest

bonus points if you giggle or like snort when you laugh he lives for that shit

Minho

legit cuddles in complete darkness

NOT BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO SEE YOU but because all other sense get hightened? (ok this sounds kinky its not i promise)

he just likes seeing nothing and just hearing the peaceful sound of your breathing followed with small whimpers (i give up)

in true catboy fashion he will rub his face on yours or anywhere else on your body (tits if you have those or ass)

also likes resting his head on your thighs since he can look up at you (and make fun of your dubble chin)

weird cat noises he only does when he's alone with you to signal that he wants a kiss

or he just pouts and points at his lips

if you dont give him kisses he wont hesitate to scream in your ear rip eardrums i guess

Changbin

arm pillow babeeeey

because you always tell him how sturdy his arms are and he blushes every time ahsahs

his other hand is usually resting on your tummy, tracing small circles or other figures on the soft skin

has the habit of talking about himself too much but you dont mind since he's always so excited talking about future projects or date nights he's planned

strokes your hair and gives you scalp massage if he's feeling extra

might or might not start sucking hickies on your neck heheheh

or start ya know,,, undressing you

poor boy cant help himself when he's this close to you

will always look at you with a slightly suggestive look MAYBE THATS JUST HIS RESTING FACE BUT LIKE- you cant help but to crack up every time and he's confused ahshash

craves attention, dont even turn around. eyes on him

Hyunjin

holds your hand the entire time

also loves to have his head on your chest since he can hear your stable heartbeat and it makes him calm

will probably fall asleep before you since he's just that comfy in your warm grasp

loves it when you continue to stroke his hair or cheek even when he's asleep

says "i love you" probably over a thousand times

like a fucking woodpecker on your lips my guy loves pecking you

in love when you wrap your legs around him >:((

also in love when you get all whiny if you dont get what you want

"hyunjinnieee!! hug me!!" you squeal out but hyunjin wants to tease you a bit, not reacting to your request

"b-but jinnie~ then im gonna steal it!" you say before wrapping your arms tightly around him causing him to crack up, his heart just melted

Jisung

can never just cuddle??

you guys always need to either watch a movie or fuck, just cuddling is if he's had a bad day

will 100% cry in your arms if he's not feeling well

loves nuzzling his face in the crock of your neck

so clingy?? dont you dare leave him to "get something" he will be a koala on your back

secretly likes being the small spoon >:(

"y/n~ come baaaack~ it's getting cold here!!"

loves it when you're squishing his cheeks or taking pictures of him when he's all cuddly and cute

🥁 PLAY 🥁 WITH 🥁 HIS 🥁 HAIR 🥁

especially if you have long nails, he loves when you scratch his hair UGH HE GETS ALL SQUIRMY

Felix

awh he loves when the two of you are looking at each other

always tells you how pretty your eyes are, that he can get lost in them because he's cheesy like that

say something cute about his freckles and he's putty in your hands

omgomgomg will bring cookies and hot chocolate to bed

massages for dayyyyssss

his favorite is hand massages because he's massaging you and holding your hand at the same time! WINWIN SITUATION

kisses on your cheeks >:((

BUT HE EXPECT JUST AS MANY KISSES BACK!!

rubs his hair all over you

he claims that he's "leaving his scent" so that you know that you belong to him

Seungmin

nose kisses~

"you're mine!"

lots of baby talk from our beloved puppy boy like he gets a slight lisp? (kimchi jjigae walkie talkie yah)

likes having his arms wrapped around your waist since you cant escape him then hehehe

give him kisses, he needs them all over his face

i have a weird feeling that he's warm? human radiator basically

so every time you are complaining that its cold he will just open his arms

also this is not cuddling but he will trade gloves with you because he's warmed up his own gloves while you are still freezing

protect him and he will protect you

i basically picture two cats cuddling, thats the energy

Jeongin

legits want you to just lie on top of him LMAO SUFFOCATE HIM WITH LOVE

will talk about the most random stuff ever

will prepare one random fact when you lie close to him in his arms

"did you know that avocadoes are berries?"

followed by a cute giggle and it just makes your heart melt >:(

"oh and also did you know that i love you?" AAAAAH he's honestly adorable (ok cherry we get it)

will also tickle you randomly because it makes you laugh and he loves it

you are the only person that gets to have your hands on his,,, abs ;))

smiles when you kiss him a-and then he hides underneath the blanket :(

[thatoneticklewriter]

Friends First

(Ler! Venti/Lee! Aether) Platonic

Summary: Venti has been spending too much time with his boyfriend Zhongli and Aether can’t help but feel neglected.

A/N: I had this story in my notes for awhile but I’ve been having a bit of a writer’s block so please bear with me 🙏🏽

The blonde jumps at the vibration of his phone against the table noticing he had a text message from Venti. For once, he can actually hang out tonight. Aether stands at the bedroom door hearing Razor’s snores.

“I’m coming in!” Venti announces barging into Aether’s house, a bottle of wine in his left hand. “I bought some cake.” He gestures to the liquor.

“Thanks but I’m not going to drink.” The blonde turns down his offer before sitting on the couch.

“What?! This is the good stuff, are you sure?” Venti raises an eyebrow at his best friend. “Is Razor awake?”

“I’m sure.” Aether nods his head. “I just put him to bed, I wanted it to be only us tonight. I’m surprised you didn’t bring Zhongli.”

“Oh! I definitely would have but he had to work late tonight.” The bi color haired boy pouts. “I miss him already.”

“Listen, I’m happy that you have a boyfriend and everything but you’re always around him. You never hang out with anyone anymore.” Aether explains to the other placing a hand on his shoulder.

“What do you mean?” Venti tilts his head to the side like a dog.

“Well, you cancel every time we’re about to hangout. Don’t forget the time you ditched Chongyun’s birthday party when you found out Zhongli got the day off.” The blonde reminds him.

“But-“

“Don’t forget when you left Bennett hanging on a mission by himself when Zhongli called you and you two talked for hours.”Aether cuts off the bi color haired boy. “There’s a bunch of other times too, if you need help remembering.”

“You’re not any better! You did the same stuff when you first started dating Razor.” Venti points a finger at the blonde.

“Name it.” Aether demands crossing his arms against his chest.

“Ummm. . . Oh! When you uhhh. .” Venti trails off tapping his chin trying to think of a time where Aether had left him. Maybe he didn’t.

“Can’t think of anything? Can you?” The blonde questions knowing he had Venti stumped.

“Okay whatever.” The bi color haired boy mumbles admitting defeat. “I’m sorry, if that’s what you want to hear.”

“It’s like you don’t value our friendship anymore. I hardly get to see you all the time and whenever I call you, you always seem disinterested.”

“What!? Of course I care about our friendship, if I didn’t I wouldn’t be here.” Venti remarked at the blonde who in return scoffs at him.

“Only because Zhongli is at work.” Aether retaliates before changing his attention to the tv finding a movie to put on.

“How long are you going to be angry at me for? I said I was sorry.” A pout was plastered across the bi colored haired boy’s face when Aether wouldn’t give up.

The blonde ignores the other flipping through channels.

Fine, if he’s gonna play that game. The frustrated Venti puffs out his cheeks like a child before assaulting Aether’s exposed sides.

A shriek escapes the blonde’s lips jumping from the reaction.

“Don’t.” Aether couldn’t help but back away from Venti who had a devilish smirk creeping onto his face.

The bi color haired boy lunges towards his best friend and they tumble off the couch rolling onto the living room floor.

Squeals and screams erupt from Aether as Venti pokes at his bare tummy.

“Hehehehe, Venti stop!” The blonde cries out in between laughter though the bi color haired boy doesn’t give him any mercy.

“Why? We’re spending quality time together. Isn’t this what you wanted?” Venti teases shoving his fingers into Aether’s armpits earning a handful of laughter.

“This isn’t the quality time I was ahahahahaha talking about!” The blonde says in between fits of giggles throwing his head back before calling out for his boyfriend.

“That’s cheating.” Venti covers Aether’s mouth with his free hand while scratching at his hip bones. The blonde writes and struggles underneath the bi color haired boy though despite his petite size Venti didn’t budge.

“Eeeeek! N-not there! Ha!” Aether begs for mercy as Venti playfully dips a finger in his navel.

“Will you forgive me?” The bi color haired boy teases as his fingers trail along the blonde’s bare side.

“If tickling me is going to make me forgive you, you’re so wrong!” Aether remarked attempting to push Venti off of him once again.

Venti takes the next measure planting his face in Aether’s bare tummy blowing a raspberry.

“Hahahahhaha! Venti, you bastard!” The blonde trembles with laughter flailing underneath the other with all his strength.

“Do you forgive me now?” Venti gives the blonde a smug look hoping Aether would succumb.

“Hmph, no.” Aether sends him a cocky smirk back, finding the energy to tackle Venti to the ground.

“I swear to god Aether if you t-“ Venti doesn’t get the chance to finish his sentence as Aether digs his fingers into the bard’s vulnerable sides.

“Hahahaha!” Venti bursts into uncontrollable laughter as he pounds his fist against the hardwood floors.

“I play to get even.” Aether chuckles ready to give the bi color haired boy a taste of his own medicine.

“Hehehehe stop it!” The blonde creeps his fingers underneath Venti’s shorts scratching at his inner thighs.

“You have to beg harder than that.” Aether teases holding Venti’s leg in his lap. “Maybe another apology will do.”

“Okay, I’m sorry!” Venti curls in laughter as the blonde scratches behind his knees.

“Hmm, I’m not really feeling that one.” He cringes his nose and Venti almost lets out a whine.

“Hahaha, I’m sorry Aether! For everything!” The bard throws his head back overflowing with giggles as Aether begins to play with his feet.

Meanwhile Razor walks out of the bedroom sleepily rubbing his eyes as the sound of screaming and laughter erupts from the living room.

Look like they have fun. Razor says in his head before strolling back into the bedroom.

Aether decides Venti has had enough releasing him from his grip.

“Oh! Zhongli texted me!” Venti’s eyes lit up as he glances at the notification on his phone.

Though Aether gives him a look as if the bard didn’t seem to learn his lesson.

“Which I should probably get back to him later. Hehe.” The bi color haired boy nervously laughs putting his phone away as they get ready for their movie night.

[tickly-trashcan]

Childe’s Turn {ChiLi}

Sequel to Hiccups and What’s the Question?

A/N: okay, so i originally wasn’t even expecting to make a sequel fic and here we are with a fic trilogy of this ridiculous idea and honestly? not mad about it lol actually pretty happy. I love these two so much and I can just imagine that this is definitely part of their antics as a couple. Anyways, as always, I hope you enjoy! (also i’m conveniently posting this on Childe’s birthday, so happy birthday to Childe!! :D)

Summary: Childe ends up getting the hiccups when he’s with Zhongli, and Zhongli decides to help Childe cure his hiccups with the only way he knows how.

Word Count: 1.3k (under the cut)

Childe whistled as he walked down to the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. He was greeted by Hu Tao, who directed him to Zhongli’s office with a wink before scurrying off, making Childe’s face heat up a bit.

He knocked on the door a few times, waiting until he heard Zhongli’s voice say “Come in” before entering.

“Greetings!” Childe cooed, walking over to Zhongli quickly. Zhongli looked up from his work, smiling at Childe as he entered the room. Zhongli wrote down a few more things, taking a sip of his tea before stuffing the papers into an envelope and sealing it. He stood, greeting Childe with a hug as Childe gently kissed his neck, making Zhongli sigh happily.

“How do you want to spend today? You’re off work in a few minutes, right?”

Zhongli nodded, turning back to his desk to sort out a few papers as Childe listed the destinations they could attend that day in Liyue. Zhongli turned when he heard a sudden hiccup from Childe, who only continued talking. He cocked his head to the side when he noticed Zhongli turn.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you just… hiccup?”

Childe chuckled, nodding. “Yep. Hey, remember when you first got the hiccups?”

Zhongli’s face warmed at the memory, but he nodded. Childe walked over to Zhongli, linking their arms together, gesturing to the door.

“Would you like to head out now?”

Zhongli shook his head, and Childe frowned in a concerned way, hiccuping once more. “What’s wrong?”

“Well I… you said last time that I could tickle you. And now you have the hiccups, so it would be a perfect opportunity, that way I could cure you,” Zhongli said seriously, and Childe had to hold back a laugh.

When he realized Zhongli was serious, however, he panicked slightly.

“I-I mean, hiccups have plenty of different cures! Such as drinking water upside down, or-”

“But you said I could tickle you,” Zhongli said, his tone nearly akin to a whine. Childe fumbled for words. He didn’t want to disappoint Zhongli, but he definitely didn’t want to be tickled. Childe panicked when he felt Zhongli’s hand at his side, rubbing his thumb gently against it as tingles danced on Childe’s nerves.

He chuckled nervously, heat creeping up on his face as Zhongli looked down at his hand sadly. Childe hiccuped again, quickly covering his mouth as Zhongli looked at him curiously. Zhongli sighed.

“I suppose if you don’t want me to, I won’t… But it would be interesting to tickle someone else for a change.”

Childe whined as he tried to figure out what to do, another hiccup bubbling in his throat. “Fine.”

Zhongli looked up immediately, his eyes practically glowing with excitement. “Does that mean I can?”

“Yes, you can t-tickle me…” Childe said, practically whispering the last few words as Zhongli unlinked their arms, placing his other hand on Childe’s side.

“Will you tell me where you’re ticklish?”

“No! That’s embarrassing!” Childe exclaimed, and Zhongli shrugged, a small grin creeping up his face.

“I suppose I’ll have to find them then.”

Before Childe could say anything else, he burst into a fit of giggles. Zhongli slowly started to squeeze Childe’s sides, Childe immediately squirming and trying to wiggle away. Zhongli clicked his tongue, directing Childe to the desk, where he sat as Zhongli continued to pinch at his sides. 

“Tell me when to stop, okay? Though, it might be better to ask after your hiccups are gone,” Zhongli said, still fully believing that tickles cured hiccups. Childe only giggled in response, nodding his head as Zhongli crept towards Childe’s hips, deciding to experiment on some of the spots he already knew.

Childe jerked, his giggles escalating as Zhongli continued to wear a small grin on his face as he focused on Childe’s hips, digging his thumb into the hipbone like Childe had done once, making Childe squeak.

“Okahahay! You cahahahan change spohohots!”

“Is this not one of your better spots? Hm… I’ll have to keep looking then. How are the hiccups?”

“Nohohonexistent!” Childe declared, only to hiccup right after. Zhongli chuckled, making Childe shiver as he gently placed his hands on Childe’s stomach, making the redhead flinch. Zhongli lightly scratched his hands on his tummy, making Childe lurch forward as he grabbed Zhongli’s wrists on reflex, laughter bubbling out of his throat, along with another hiccup.

“Not thehehere! AHAah! Dohohon’t do thahat!” Childe shrieked suddenly when Zhongli slipped his hand under Childe’s shirt through the small slit in his garb.

Zhongli only chuckled softly as he gently explored the expanse of Childe’s tummy, making him squeak and squirm as he giggled profusely. Childe hiccuped again and Zhongli hummed, pulling his hands out of Childe’s shirt and climbing up to his ribs, where Childe positively shrieked.

He clamped his arms down, staring at Zhongli with a red face as he pressed his lips together in embarrassment over his reaction. Zhongli’s eyebrow quirked up as he smirked.

“Is this your spot?”

“N-No!” Childe protested, and Zhongli hummed.

“Then you won’t mind if I test it, hmm?”

Childe squirmed as Zhongli lightly drummed his fingers against his ribs, tittering at the light touches before Zhongli suddenly dug his fingers in, just a bit harder than before as Childe squawked. 

He threw his head back and twisted around, arms still firmly held at his sides as Zhongli somehow managed to explore his lower ribs all the way to his upper ribs, Childe practically cackling the whole way as Zhongli didn’t miss a single rib. He prodded between each one meticulously, driving Childe up the wall.

“Nohohoho more! Chahahange spots, plehehease!” Childe wailed after Zhongli had spent more than enough time on his ribs. Zhongli nodded, climbing his hands up before Childe shrieked again, shaking his head rapidly.

“Not thehehere!”

“But I haven’t tried that spot yet,” Zhongli protested, and Childe giggled as he contemplated. He had already come this far with Zhongli, what could one more spot do?

Childe sighed shakily and gave Zhongli the okay as Zhongli smiled softly. Childe loosened his arms against his sides a bit and Zhongli lightly dug under his arms, making Childe tense. Zhongli started to lightly scribble, making sure to be gentle as Childe squirmed, tightening his arms against his sides again as he laughed, a huge smile on his face.

Zhongli smiled, completely smitten with the look on Childe’s face as he laughed harder than he had before. Zhongli dug in a bit more, making Childe shriek before lurching forward, cackling.

“Zhohohohongli! Wahahahait!” Childe cackled, dissolving into frantic laughter. He could barely get the words out as Zhongli continued to scribble under his arms, the sensations driving Childe crazy.

“AHahaha! Zhoho-Zhongli! HeheheHE!”

“Just tell me when you’ve had enough, I’ll stop as soon as you ask me to,” Zhongli reminded him, and Childe shook his head frantically as he continued to laugh.

“Okahahay! Stahahap! Plehehehease, stop!” Childe finally exclaimed, and he wheezed when Zhongli pulled his hands out from under his arms, placing them instead on Childe’s cheeks.

Zhongli smiled, kissing Childe gently between him catching his breath as Childe eventually came down from his giggle high and caught his breath. Childe sighed dramatically after a few moments and Zhongli chuckled, Childe whining.

“That was awful,” He complained, and Zhongli frowned.

“I won’t do it again if you don’t enjoy it…” Zhongli said, almost sadly, and Childe quickly waved his hands around, trying to get the words he wanted to say out.

“N-No, it’s fine! You can still uhm… t-tickle me… but only if I can still do it to you!” Childe sputtered, looking down the whole time. When he finally looked up, he saw Zhongli smiling, almost like he was holding back a laugh.

“What?!”

“Nothing~” Zhongli chuckled, petting Childe’s hair as he pouted, hopping off the desk.

“Well, now that that’s… over with, how about we go out? We can get something nice for dinner if you’d like?”

Zhongli nodded, linking arms with Childe once more as they headed out of the funeral parlor.

[daybreak-tkler]

Maknae Torture!!

(200 followers special)

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Squeals, giggles and shrieks- music to a ler's ears. Each group tends to get very mischievous around each other~ and today, operation maknae was a go.

Now, bts didn't stay in their dorms often. Today, however, was an exception. A certain mischievous maknae had been deserving torture ever since he attacked his hyungs all in one day. They thought it was impossible for Jungkook to be so nimble and yet, their golden maknae conquered his hyungs on one day with an insane amount of tickly skill! Well now, vengeance was not only wanted, but needed to ensure that Jungkook would stay in his place.

Of course, the maknae was expecting it. "naive hyungs," he said to himself "like I don't know what they're plans are.." famous last words, he guessed. Being strapped to his own bed, not really an adventurous way to trap a lee but the other members decided that being fancy with the method of trapping one's lee wasn't necessarily going to help them succeed. Simple was definitely the way to go. Four pairs of cuffs, spread-eagle position, feathers, electric toothbrushes—classic.

It was all simple at first, the 'ol fingers on the tummy and the famous 'coochie coo' all as he expected really, his hyungs had a certain way of sticking to the classics and that's what made it fun. Why waste your time with new stuff if you've got your old stuff? As the saying goes- "don't fix it if it ain't broken"

That didn't make him laugh any less. "HAHAHEHEHE!!" The youngest threw his head back and cackled loudly, just what the other's wanted. Fingers on his tummy, feathers on his toes. "I-I'M SOHOHOHOHORRY~" he laughed. Everyone could hear him too. Teases were thrown around— "I thought our maknae was stronger then this!" Seokjin cooed. "well obviously we were wrong. Look at him, not even fighting back~" Yoongi snorted.

Jungkook swore on that day that he wouldn't attack anyone again, well.. For now.

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Loud shouting and deep heaves of breath could be heard from the txt dorm. Kai was in trouble again and he really thought he could get away this time. Past the table, dodge a Soobin-hyung with ease, up the stairs. Damn, this was going well for him. Until he spotted a Taehyun waiting for him up there and instead of doing the obvious thing and running to the bedroom he ran towards the bathroom. What a mistake- he thought.

Taehyun was right behind him after all, and he had ran right into the smallest room in the dorm. "I've got you now, brat!" Taehyun laughed and the tall maknae shook his head "not yet! I've still got a chance!!" he then ran back towards the door of the bathroom and barely, just barely, managed to slip passed the slightly older male.

He hightailed it to the bedroom, his legs taking him as fast as they could. He swung the door open and panicked immediately. There, sat his three other hyungs—all with matching smug faces. He turned to dash back out of the room but was met with a small Taehyun pushing him in. "gotcha!" he squeaked in victory. He shut the door and locked it momentarily. Kai sighed, he had to accept his fate now. He swallowed and bowed his head as he walked towards his awaiting hyungs. "wow! That was easy! We didn't even have to coax him!" Beomgyu cheered.

Not even five minutes later; he was pinned. Arms above his head and four pairs of eager hands just wriggling over the top of his most sensitive places. His soft tummy, his cute feet, his sensitive underarms. Hyuka squeezed his eyes shut. Then, he felt it.

Screaming and loud, happy laughter was all that could be heard now. A job well done on the hyung's part.

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Out of all of the things Jongho was expecting, this wasn't one of them. In the Ateez dorms, the doorway that lead from the lounge to the kitchen had a pull-up bar on it. And perhaps you can see where this story is going.

Well, long story short, Jongho's wrists were now securely fastened to the bar and he was dangling just a little bit. How unfair. "hey! What'd I do wrong to deserve this treatment, huh?" Jongho questioned his other hyungs, who were all staring him down like predatorial tickle monsters. Even Yeosang was, and he was the biggest lee of them all!

"because," the leader began "we decided to use it to our advantage, it was Mingi's idea since you got it," he explained and Jongho nodded "so you're just doing this to mess around with me?" he asked. "that and I know you stole my last snack," San whined with a pout. The youngest's eyes almost rolled. Almost. "it was there! I didn't think it belonged to- EEK!" he had been cut off by a rather firm poke to his left pit. "hush, will you? Nobody will understand you if you squeak like that," Seonghwa teased. His fingers skillfully started wriggling over the youngest's exposed pits. "nahhahahaha!!" Jongho shook his head and giggled, "nohohoho!"

It wasn't too long before the poor youngest was in tears, as all of the other members had joined in. He didn't even do anything wrong..! He'd have to get them back for this. All he felt was the sensation of tickles all over his body. There were fingers on every sensitive spot! His hips, sides, feet, underarms- you name it! He was going crazy, he was sure of it. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The poor boy cackled. "IT'S N-NOHOHOHOT FAHAHAIR!!" he cried out. A scoff came from one of them. "life isn't my dear maknae~ you just have to get used to it!~" Yunho. Well that's what he was thinking anyway.

An hour or so, that's how long he lasted, now he was sound asleep. He couldn't take that much tickling at the same time. Jongho would get his revenge, he was sure he would.

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Sanha struggled desperately, but to no avail. He had gotten stuck somehow. The couch was so weird like that- his arm was trapped and he was trying to free it. Minhyuk happened to walk into the lounge at that moment and raised an eyebrow. "You good, Sanha?" he asked and the younger shook his head. "I'm stuck Minhyuk-hyung! Help?" he asked cutely and the elder smiled "sure!!" The dancer quickly hopped over to see Sanha's predicament. "hmm... I've got a solution!" he nodded.

The younger perked up at that, "really?! What're you gonna- eheheheh!!" he squeaked. He wasn't expecting Minhyuk to tickle his left underarm. "hehehehe! H-Hyuhuhuhuk nohoho!" he giggled, the cute laughter pouring out of him like water. Soon enough he found himself in a position with both arms above his head and trapped within the couch cushions and the older dancer wiggling his fingers all over Sanha's torso.

"ehehehehe!! Ahahahaeehehe!! Hyuhuhuhuk-hyuhuhuhung!! I cahahahan't tahahahhake it!!" he whined and Minhyuk smiled at him. "oh? You can't? I'm sorry to hear that~" he cooed as he poked and proded at the maknae's belly button.

Even when one of the older ones walked past, they only helped! Myungjun was kind enough to gently trace Sanha's ribs for a while and Moonbin had taken the time to play 'this little piggy' with the poor boy's toes. He was a puddle of giggles and squirms. And worst of all, he still couldn't free himself from that goddamn couch cushion! All of this could've been avoided if he didn't ask his mischievous hyung for help!!

Oh well... It's not like he didn't enjoy it.

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Uh oh.

BamBam didn't just do that- noooo he wouldn't right? Oh no, this is BamBam he's thinking of. Of course he would.

Yugyeom was almost in shock of the lie that was coming from BamBam's mouth. That brat sure knows how to spin a tale. Youngjae's pout was deep, he just wanted his precious stuffie back. That was all.

"and then, after that, I saw that Yugyeom-ssi took Youngjae's poor stuffie!! And I saw him get away with it too! Although I wasn't quick enough to see where he hid it... Sorry.. But yeah! It was him!" he said and pointed an accusing finger at Yugyeom. The youngest scoffed "you know they aren't going to believe that, right BamBam?" but oh boy, was he wrong.

Jaebum looked like he was about to pounce on him, uh oh- he had to say something to convince them it wasn't him!! But what? Well, it was too late anyway. He was on the floor legs up a little, in a headlock so his feet could be reached easily. There was silence for a moment, but only a moment. Then came a scream. It took Yugyeom a few moments to comprehend the scream was his. Then came loud laughter. Being gang tickled was the worst, surely.

"ehehehehh- NYEHEHEHEAHAHA!!" his giggles quickly became loud laughter as he squirmed in the older member's grips. "STAHAHAAP! IT WAHAHAAHAHASN'T MEHHEHEE!!" he begged but Mark shook his head "c'mon.. Just tell us! It'll make it easier for you.." he said with playfulness in his tone.

A few rib plucks and toe wriggles later, Yugyeom was breathing heavier then he had been before "I'm telling you... Hehe.. It was BamBam! He took it.. I dunno where it is!!" he said honestly and Youngjae nodded "well we'll see... BAMBAM! C'MERE!"

Finally, he was free.

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Jeongin may have cursed a little bit when Felix had walked in at the wrong time. He felt like such an idiot, falling for one of Chan's tricks. His feet were trapped between the spaces of the chair. It was unfortunate that Felix had just come in to see his problem really.

Now Felix was usually a lee, but upon seeing something like this; who wouldn't want to attack? A playful smile formed on the aussie's lips. "aww~ a little bit stuck I see~" he coos as he walks closer to the youngest. His feet started wriggling when Felix's nimble fingers started tracing over them. "such a shame, eh? You're all stuck like this with no way to escape~" he teased confidently as he pulled at the bands of Jeongin's socks.

Slowly, they were pulled off and despite the clenching of his toes, Jeongin couldn't keep them on. Felix grinned "trying to keep 'em on won't do you any good, you're sensitive either way," he giggled. The maknae whined "do you have to hyung?" he asked poutily. The quick swipe across his soles was an answer in itself.

"ahahahahah!!" Jeongin suddenly bursted out, Felix's fingers had started scratching all the way around his arches and the youngest was already finding it difficult. "hehehehe! Nohohohoho!! Stohohohohop!" he squealed but the other didn't listen. Instead, he said "aww~ can't the ticklish boy take it?"

Now usually, Jeongin could take teases well. They didn't bother him on the norm. But there was something about Felix's rare ler mood that just made him flustered. The way he teased without words. Like scratching his soles to shut him up, using his socks to floss his toes. It was so... Flustering.

It didn't take too long to have Jeongin begging for mercy. Felix just had that skill. He stopped abruptly and smiled up at his victim. "I think I've wrecked you a lot today, I'll actually help you this time." he giggled.

Jeongin was thankful that Felix didn't make him sit through a sweet Minho or a mischievous Bang Chan. He could barely even take Felix's tickles.

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I hope you all enjoyed this special! I enjoyed writing it! If you want to see more of these little snippets from each group, please let me know!

And once again, thank you so much for 200 followers!!!

[xxstar-bluesxx]

I have literally become obsessed and there is not enough content for SiD!How would Killian react to a non human s/o (werewolf, dragon, eldritch monster with too much teeth, idk anything) but they kept it a secret from him for a while? It’s a cliche, but what else am I here for?

*clasps hands* Hehehehe @pigeon-impossible @a-bloodthirsty-mun

Killian x Non-Human!S/O

- Killian will be suspicious about s/o from their long hours or days of absence.

- There are times where s/o has to go somewhere for reasons, then comes back for an hour or later. Killian is getting more concerned.

- Even worries when he noticed that s/o have scratches and bruises.

- S/O: Don't worry. It's just a scratch, accidentally got tripped.

- Days later, he had enough. He wants to know what's wrong with them.

- K: S/O, sweetheart. Is there anything I need to know?.... Is there something wrong?

- ".... I... I'm not human."

- He couldn't believe you, at first. But then he figures out, after all those weird stuff happened from s/o, he needs a bit more proof.

- Taking him somewhere private is the best option to reveal your true identity and self.

- "Promise not to freak out..."

- He's so confused about this, but he'll just nod for it.

- When you've finally revealed your true-form. His eyes widened and his mouth agaped.

- The myths are real, these legends are real, and he couldn't believe it for a second.

- K: ... S/O... is that really you?...

- He wants to touch you, your fur/scales/skin, he wants to know if you're okay with him knowing about you more.

- Checking you out, he seems to be amazed about your appearance and abilities.

- "I'm hideous, aren't I?" He can see that you're nervous, he feels bad for it.

- He walks to you, gently approaching.

- "No... *his hand touching your face* No you're not... You're just you. No matter what you are, you're still my own sweetheart. And I still love you in every form and every way."

- From this day, he also makes a promise to keep it a secret from everyone, so that the public or the agency will hunt his s/o down. He doesn't want to loose them either way.

- And he wants to know more about them and their inhuman abilities.

[Werewolf]

- Fur? So fluffy, he loves it.

- You got those ears? He'll scratch it and even under your chin.

- He'll feed you with raw meat or any live animal... like rabbits.

- Killian having a werewolf gf/bf is so fun actually.

- He'll tickle your tummy and chuckle at your leg thumping.

- It makes him smile to see your tail wagging.

- He'll be watching the beautiful sight of his lover on the balcony, shining from the full moon.

- Hearing their howl is music to his ears.

[Dragon]

- His first internal reaction was like "Bloody hell!!!!"

- Your wings, your claws, everything! He thinks you're badass!

- Bruh, he wanna try riding on your back. It'll be fun. This is like HTTYD.

- You can breath fire! Holy crap!!!

- Now he's planning on taking you to a heist or making a surprise entrance to the agency. They're so screwed as hell. It'll be epic.

- Of course he'll bring his drones with them.

[Eldritch]

- He's kinda terrified... those teeth.... But he has to get used to this.

- S/O: I won't bite~

K: Yeah, sure, hon.

- He's also warned by his lover not to use his right hand if he wants to touch them.

- 'The teeth are chewing and licking my claw, wtf.'

- Then there's this one time where one of their mouths start to lick his right hand, this made him blush.

- He will let s/o join his heists and his revenge on taking down the agency, they're like Venom but with lots of teeth, lots of enemies to chew.

- When he kisses your skin, he likes the sounds of your monster mouths purr and growl.

[welcometoyournewhell]

Making Amends

Characters: Denki Kaminari, Hitoshi Shinso(u?), Mashirao Ojiro

Fandom: BNHA

A/N: Idea for sweet baby boy having toe beans >> @kwaiipootato

Shinso wants to befriend Ojiro…. but won’t bring himself to make things right. Ojiro is still scared of him from the sports festival and the two’s friend, Kaminari, decides to help them with this little problem. Nothing like some old fashioned, hands on, bonding!

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Wow.... Shinso would have never thought he would find himself agreeing with Monoma but..... 1-A is weird. The possible love child of Eraser Head sat quietly in the common room, observing various groups, pairs, and individuals go by.

Some tried to talk to him, others had other things going on. So far the only one the mind controlling quirked, male could tolerate was monkey tail. However, that was probably because he wouldn't talk around or to him. Ojiro would walk away and avoid eye contact if Shinso was near him. He was afraid.

The other didn't blame him, but that's how he was anyway; The purple haired male that is. He was mature, yet immature. "I get it, I'm the bad guy. It's nothing I'm not used to, blah, blah,” and other things along those lines. 

He blamed himself, yet did nothing to fix it. He apologized after joining 1-A, but the other still didn’t dare talk to him. He kept his distance and Shinso just decided to leave their relationship where it lied, rather than fixing it and maybe having a friend.  All he would do was watch Ojiro, quietly. The boy kept his head down as he started to pick up the pace, the floating outfit beside him a little freaked out by the sudden change in behavior.

'I really need to stop doing that, ' the insane haired male thought. "Hey man, what's going on?" Hitoshi jumped before looking over to see the only friend he'd made so far. Kirishima had tried, as had Midoriya, but Shinso wasn't too interested. Yet, Kaminari had his appeal. Something about the dork just seemed... attractive? He was friendly, outgoing, dorky, and just kind of nice. Hitoshi couldn’t describe it but he really didn’t mind the guy.

"Just freaking out the monkey.... again. " He let out a sigh as he leaned back into the couch. Denki raised a brow before leaning over the back of the couch more. "Like on purpose or your staring again. Man, why don't you just talk to him?" The other shrugged. "Tried, he won't reply. He's afraid I'll use my quirk on him." Bummer. 

Denki sighed before rolling over so that his stomach was up and his back was sliding down the back of the couch. "Maybe if I was there too?" Hitoshi shook his head again. "The floating clothes did nothing for him, don't see why you would." Floating clothes? Oh, Hagakure.

"Yeah but she's also a girl and Ojiro is the more.... shy type. Like, for example, if I tickle him it's kind of fun and he tickles me back. But if she or any other girl tickles him he won't retaliate and tries to get away. He feels dirty or it doesn’t feel right to him. I don't know, he just gets fluster, " he was cut off. 

"Your rambling again." Oh. The other frowned a bit. "Sorry. Point is, " once more cut off. "No, I get it." Denki frowned more as he got comfortable in his upside down state. "Sorry." He looked away slightly as tears built up. He could take whatever insults Bakugou's threw at him with ease, but when Shinso would say he didn't care or cut him off to lecture him.... he always felt a bit bad.

The other didn't realize, thinking the blonde was looking off was just part of the overview he was originally given of his friend. "Why'd you use that example? " The other looked over. "Huh?" Watery eyes? The normally dull, uncaring eyes widened a bit. "The tickling?" He made a claw with his hand.

"Um.... first thing to come to mind I guess." Watery eyes, sliding down the back of the couch so his shirt fell a bit, arms overhead. Hitoshi smirked. "Or are you asking me to tickle you?" Shit. No, no, no.

Yellow eyes widened as Kaminari tried to get up. "No!" Too late. Arms were around him, pulling him down into the shifted lap. "Heh, sure about that?" Giggles already fled from the other's mouth as he tried to grab the other's hands. It was rather comical. He looked like a giggling toddler trying to stop his parent from tickling him.

"I'm really ticklish, please don't!" Shinso snorted a bit. "All the more reason to try." Oh shit. "Nahahahahaho!" Denki squirmed about as he tried to get free. "Nhot the thahahahummy! Nhahaho! S-Shhahahait!" The other rolled his eyes.

"Your how old and still calling it a tummy?" Kaminari shook his head beffire shrieking as a finger found his navel. "Sthahahap! Sthahahp!" His legs kicked out as he squirmed around. "His about under here, huh?"

Denki's head pressed into the legs more as his legs really started to kick. His face was starting to turn a bit red as his eyes watered. "Sthahahaop! Plehehehease Hito-hshshahahahahaha!" Small gasps and hiccups came outh as the poor pokemon tried to move about.

He grabbed at the hands as he snorted, only to have them pulled back and his underarm tickled some more. "He really can't take it," a new voice chripped. They sounded a bit panicked and stern. Shinso let up before looking over.

Ojiro stood with a blush that was slowly getting darker. "Oh, you were serious huh? Sorry. " Hitoshi brought the Pikachu's arms back down before fixing his shirt. "Mash, " Denki whined as his arms weakly called him over.

"S-Sorry, I have work to do, " he said as he quickly excused himself. "Or is it because your also ticklish?" The tailed male froze before looking at the student he feared more than any villain. Shinso smirked. "Really giving it away monkey boy. Lemme guess, tail is the worst spot?"

Eyes widened from the question as the rain slowly wagged. The idea of having a tickle fight made him happy, but with Shinso…. not his favorite idea. "Dude he's not gonna use his quirk, " Denki called from the couch. "Besides, it's always nice to make new friends. You even gave Mineta a shot! This guy is way more polite and moraly superior." He loved his bro but the guy was getting way more creepy as time went by.

Hitoshi rolled his eyes. He didn't need someone to butter him up to another person. "I'm..... just..... scared, " Ojiro mumbled as he played with his tail sheepishly. "The sports festival was just kind of.... unessicary use of your quirk. I don't like not being in control of myself."

The other couldn't argue there. He really didn't need to use it until the one on one matches, and maybe to get through the obstacle course. The headband competition wasn't nessicary at all. Shinso stood before walking over to the other and giving a bow.

"I know what I did was unjust and un nessicary. I apologize for using my quirk on you during the headband race. Truthfully, I'd like to be your friend. Your one if the only students I can stand in this class.

"I'll only use my quirk in gym class or group training. I can't garuntee I won't be against you then, but I won't use it if I don't have to. You know how it works though, which is why you won't talk to me. It's not every response that has that result.... it's controlled.

"You can relax. I.... I'm sorry." He didn't come up from the bow. Denki exchanged looks with Mashirao in slight concern. "I, " the tailed babe paused. Denki gave a nod. It was okay to trust the guy. "Alright." His blush intensified. "Good! Now that you two have mad up.... Ojiro has toe beans." Huh? Shinso stood up before looking over in confusion.

"They're really soft and super ticklish." Oh, that's what that meant. Hitoshi gave a smirk as the other boy squeaked. "No, Denki!" The two were advancing Ojiro fast. The male squeaked and ran for his room, being followed by his friends. Denki burst in the door before lifting his buddy and gently putting him down on the bed, Ojiro’ s fate was sealed. 

Wasn't this a bit fast on the getting to know each other chain? Feeling fingers travel up his knees, the thought left as a tail started to wag. Mashirao giggled before brining Denki down on top of him in a hug. "Nahahaho! Chahaut it ohahaut!" Fingers started up his thighs again. "Sthaahahop! Sthaahahop it tickles!"

Denki giggled before joining in. "Isn't that the point?" He moved his fingers to Oniro's sides, warning fumker giggles and little squeals here and there. He was so cute! Shinso felt a small blush rise as he noticed the other's reaction.

Toe beans... huh? He liked cats, loved their toe beans. Maybe Ojiro's would be cute too. He started to pull off a shoe and a sock before looking at the small, round, beans. They were cute, but not as cute as a cat's paw with beans.

The human foot attached was throwing him off. Regardless, he lightly traced around a bean, earning a big squeal and a near kick to the face. "Nhahaho! No, no, no! Plhehehease sthahahop!"

"Whoo hoo! Get him Shinso!" The purple haired male smirked as he got an idea. He was already crossing lines and pushing his luck as it was. Why not go full throttle? He left the other sock on before sitting on two pairs of ankles.

Denki didn't pay too much attention... until he felt fingers scratch at his soles. "EEK! Hehehhahahaha! W-Whahahait!" Ojiro gladly took his break, greedily gulping down air. "Whahavait, whahait, hahahaha! Hitoshi!" Small sparks were coming from Denki's hands now.

Uh oh.

"Hehehehe! Cut it out!" The tail started to twack the purple haired male in the head. "Plhehehease, he's tickling me!" The small volts were on his ribs, spreading around while leaving ticklish tingles. Shinso looked over, surprised by the fact Kaminari could still coordinate. But... he couldn't. Left over giggles left his mouth as he burried more into his haired buddy, along with risdual static.

How odd. "I really need to read broccoli kid's note books." He'd been offered a few times. "No more, " Kaminari giggles as his body went into shut down mode. He was too tired to move.... but now it was Ojiro's turn. "So.... This tickle monkey boy?" The other shrieked as his toe beans were played with again, his tail curling around Denki like a seat belt as he too went into shut down mode.

"Nahahaho! Hahaha, no, no, no!" Denki started slapping a bit at Shinso to get his attention. "Gotta stop, " he grumbled. "Over doing it. " Already? The purple haired male let up quickly before imbing off of them. He felt so dirty looking at the aftermath.

They were hugging so closely, snuggling into each other for protection. Blushed face, watery eyes. They looked like lovers who's just.... oh. "My apologies, " he blurted quickly as he looked away. Ojiro let out a whimper as Denki gave a thumbs up. "No big deal. Now get back here. Your turn."

Crap. Shinso went to run, but the sound of a shriek and the bed creeking was all he heard before something had him. A tail. Shit. With a heave he was thrown back against the bed before hands messiky pulled him in to the human pile of limbs, tockking at where ever they could.

Hitoshi was giggling, shrieking, snorting, chuckling, hicciling, etc., as his two friends exacted their revenge. His tummy drove him nuts as he giggles a bit louder, trying to squirm away. Ojiro smiled a bit as he dusted his tail tip on the other's tummy, Denki moving under the arms. "Nahahaha! I'm shahaorry! S-Sthahahop! It thehickles! It thahahaickles!"

The two looked to each other before giving a slight nod. "In a moment, " the Pikachu giggles. Oh no. Hitoshi's head flew back as he screamed with bubbly laughter. Damn that rail could do some real damage. His feet wiggled against the dusting feeling.

After a few moments, Mashirao let up with a small smile. "Now we're done." Or so the thought. He squealed as arms wrapped around him and the purple haired male fell on top of him. "Oh so you think... huh?" Denki waited with excitement. This was going to be a fun day.

[itzrainbowgenderfluidalex777]

The Mooninites kidnapped Alex and tickle them!

Oglethorpe and Emory decided to tickle me and first they tickled my tummy, then my belly button by Emory. I was laughing and squirming my tummy away from tickles but they held my tummy. After a while, The Mooninites put me in their purple spaceship and tied me up on the bed. Ignignokt said," Well, we're gonna tickle you". Err said," Yeah! We gonna tickle you to death"! while jumping around. Ignignokt tickled my tummy and Err decided to play with my belly button and tickle it. Ignignokt teases Tickle Tickle Tickle! And Err Ooh! Ticklish button! I am laughing like crazy and squirming like crazy with tears in my eyes already. Err now tickling my belly button with green and blue feathers on my side and my belly button and Ignignokt moves to my other side. Oh boy I was giggling like crazy and said," HAHAHAHA HEHE THAHAHAHAHT TICICKLES ERR, AND IGNIGNOKT Y'ALL IS GOOD TICKLER THAN EMORY AND OGLETHORPE!!!! Err decided to take off my shoes and my green socks off and tickle my left feet while Ignignokt tickled my right feet with feathers and their fingers. After that, Err decided to tickle my armpit and said," I gotcha your armpit, Alex! And Ignignokt said," You're so ticklish!" while tickling my right foot with a blue feather. I was laughing and giggling like crazy and kinda out of breath but I haven't told them yet because I love being tickled to death. Ignignokt said," I wonder if Me and Err are ticklish." Err said, " I'm not ticklish at all! I said," Yes you are, Err! And I will tickle you and Ignignokt if y'all are curious", and, untie me so I can tickle y'all."So, Ignignokt unties me, of course, and I grab both of them and I tickle Err first so I can prove him wrong. I tickle Err's tummy and the top part of his pixels and Err is holding his laughter by putting his hands on his mouth and I can see him smiling and blushing and he giggles. I teased him and said," Awww you're ticklish Pixel. Alex tickles both of Err's feet by scratching his feet and Err kicks his feet like crazy and still covers his mouth with his hands and laughs now. I still tickle his feet a while now and he laughs and is blushing and kicking his feet and keeps telling me to stop and stop and stop tickling my feet and he admits that he is ticklish. I stopped tickling Err and said to Ignignokt," It's your turn now, Yay! I ran to Ignignokt and tickled the missing part of his pixels first. Ignignokt giggled and said, while through giggles," OHOHOOHOHO MY GOODNESS HAHAHAHA THIS FEEEL VERY TICKLY!!! I teased Ignignokt and said," Aww! You're ticklish Pixel like Err too, both of y'all are adorable and cute." Err said," I'm not cute and I'm bad." Now, Alex tickling Ignignokt's side for a while and Ignignokt laughing and giggling and squirming his side. Ignignokt said through laughter, " HEHEHEHEHE HEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHA ALEX THIS FEEL SO VERY TICKLY AND I GUESS I AM TICKLISH HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!! I went to Ignignokt, tickled it and licked it and said, Mmm yummy and tastes like pixels and the moon! Ignignokt said through laughter, " OF COURSE WE FROHOHOHOM THEHEHEHE MOHOOHOHOHOHON AND IT TICKLES! Then, I tease him a lot by tickling his feet, then his missing pixels at the top of his head, and his tummy or side. I gave Ignignokt a break and Ignignokt was out of breath but, caught his breath. After that, Ignignokt, Alex, and Err relax now and watch TV and eat pizza together.

THE END!!! (Sorry if this has terrible grammar because it my first story on Tumblr and by the way I posted it on DeviantArt)

[otomiyaa]

Chigiri x Ticklish Reader

Romantic + 17. “You have three seconds to run.” Requested by anon for my 1K Followers Event🌻

aaaa work is super busy and I have date-weekend with my boyfriend planned BUT I cannot let this week go by without putting that chigiri request out there (because I saw the movie hehe hypehype) so here goes!

Chigiri Hyoma. You loved him, of course you did. He was your boyfriend after all. You were already approaching your 2-year anniversary and had moved in together recently.

Living together with your lovely boyfriend however, it reopened your eyes to how conveniently pretty he was. Whether he was ill, moody, lazy, hungover, exhausted and sweaty after a soccer match, it didn't matter. Chigiri looked like he could step out and pose for model work any second.

And then there was you.

"Geez!" you whined trying to get your hair the way you wanted it. It was not cooperating! You were freshly showered, dressed in your best outfit to go to work, and still, you looked like you just mopped the floor. With your head.

"Morning." You froze and looked to your side to see Chigiri shuffle into the bathroom. He yawned and scratched his tummy, only getting out of bed just now since he didn't need to get up as early as you today.

Your jaw dropped. Bed-head boyfriend Chigiri had entered the conversation, and he looked stunning as ever. "It's unfair," you said.

Chigiri cocked his head. "What is?" He yawned again and uncharmingly stretched himself. Yet, he looked like a model.

"Here I am, suited up for work. And you just got out of bed, looking like a princess woken up from her slumber andー" Your eyes widened. Chigiri gave you a stare.

"What did you say?" he asked.

Oh no. Oh no no no no eeeek! You blushed and quickly turned back to the mirror.

"N-n-nothing! You're just s-so pretty, even after waking up. W-while there is me, just showered, dressed neatly and I look like this."

"We can talk about that later, since I disagree," Chigiri said, looking you up and down and making you blush even more.

"But, what else did you just say?"

"N-nothing!"

Princess. The forbidden word.

You had teased him with the nickname a lot in the beginning of your relationship, and it had kind of turned into a thing. Chigiri would unleash his tickle punishments of terror onto you anytime you would call him princess. Literally, anytime.

It just gradually became an unwritten rule. Call Chigiri a princess? Get wrecked. You had gotten used to it and knew to be careful, except just now. You were too busy whining and dropped your guard!

Chigiri shrugged. "Hmmm, 'kay."

You sighed in relief when he merely stood by the sink to throw some water in his face. Then when he dried himself with a towel, looking so pretty it hurt your eyes, he eyed you calmly.

"I'm still getting ready so, you have three seconds to run." You gulped.

"What? Why would I, hehe, run?" you asked nervously. Chigiri chuckled.

"You don't know? For calling me the P-word, and for lying about it of course. Now off you go, sweetie. Go somewhere I can tickle you comfortably. Or we can do it right here," Chigiri said, gesturing at the narrow space of the bathroom. You took a step back, realized he was serious, and then indeed ran.

"S-sweetie! I know something better, we can save it for after I come back from work! Don't you dahahare- EEEEHehehe!" you screeched when all of a sudden you felt two arms around your middle as Chigiri caught you from behind.

Ack, you barely heard him move. He was that fast! You didn't even make it to the bedroom.

"Don't worry. I've never tickled you for longer than 5 minutes at least. The punishments are quickー" he said, and he immediately tickled your sides while hugging you.

"But powerful," he finished, and you and your hysterical laughter were then all that could be heard.

"GAHAHA nohoho! Bahahaby I'm sohohorry!"

"Sorry, for what?"

"Hehehehe nohoho!" you answered sheepishly, struggling and squirming in his strong grip. He easily dragged you to the floor where you tried to crawl away, but Chigiri caught you and flipped you over with zero effort. He then sat on your thighs and tickled your sides and tummy mercilessly.

You threw your head back and howled. "NAhahah not thehehere!" you cried, but regretted this when he indeed stopped tickling you there, only to move his fingers further up to aim for your armpits. You shook your head hysterically.

"NO- I m-mean gohoho bahahack! Not my ahaharmpits, plehehease!" Chigiri smirked.

"I'll consider it." It was sarcastic, since he started to tickle your armpits right away, making you cackle for your dear life.

And damn that Chigiri. He had to be the prettiest tickle monster in town. You felt your chest flutter as you looked up at him while he tickled you until you could barely laugh.

The moment you were reduced to silent laughter and tired giggles, he stopped, knowing your limits very well. Smiling fondly, Chigiri leaned in and kissed your lips. He wiped away a tear from your eye and ran his fingers through your hair.

"You look beautiful. But now, you look even more beautiful."

You felt dizzy when he helped you back on your feet, and you were kind of like a doll as your boyfriend dragged you back to the bathroom. There he helped you fix your hair and clothes which he had messed up a little with the tickle attack, while you recovered and caught your breath.

You shyly looked at your reflection in the mirror, and did wonder why you looked different than earlier when you felt so unsure. It indeed wasn't so bad anymore.

"It's because laughter makes you the prettiest," Chigiri answered as if reading your mind. You turned around when he finished brushing your hair, and the two of you shared a tender kiss.

"O-oh.. Does that mean you want me to call you 'princess' more often?" you asked, without thinking of the consequences of course. Chigiri looked at the brush and back at you.

"Are you serious about this? When do you leave for work?"

"A-another 30 minutes to go," you mumbled. Chigiri nodded, held up the brush with one hand and wiggled his fingers with the other.

"Well then, I guess you can spare another five minutes for round two."

Gulp! You were amazed he was so motivated to make you pay for mentioning the word princess with another tickle attack, but you couldn't help but enjoy the warmth and the giddy feeling you had after he tickled you.

At least you were starting the day feeling better now, and it was all thanks to your sweetest, prettiest boyfriend Chigiri.

[tickletastic]

Why So Glum, Chum?

Title: Why So Glum, Chum?

Rating: G/SFW

Warnings: None

Word Count: 875

Fandom:  Dead Poets Society

Ship: Anderperry

Summary: The thought of continuously having to share poems in front of the class spooks Todd to his core, but Neil wants him to feel confident with who he is and what he has to say.

Todd paced the floor, back and forth, back and forth, for at least an hour until his roomate entered. He continually huffed and puffed, pulling at his hair and scratching at his skin as he contemplated his next poetry class. He was nearly on the verge of tears when the cheerful boy he shared his room with entered.

“Hey Todd, what are you up to on this fine evening?” Neil spoke, accompanied by a smile. He made his way to his desk, placing his books on it and sitting in the wooden chair.

“Uhh, just poems and latin and stuff,” Todd replied, taking a gloomy seat on the edge of his bed.

“Why so glum, chum?” Neil questioned, taking note of Todd’s saddened demeanor.

Todd simply remained with his head down, shaking it in an attempt to dismiss his roommate's interrogations.

“Aww come on Todd, what’s the matter?” Neil continued to pester, approaching his own bed in order to sit in front of Todd. “Really, what’s up?”

“It’s just,” Todd timidly began, shyly catching Neil’s eye, “You know, none of my poems are good. They all just kinda sound like word vomit. And I really don’t want to have to keep sharing my stuff in front of the class, y-you know what I mean?” Todd appeared ashamed, and he felt like a child, but his fear of speaking in the presence of his peers often got the best of him.

Confusion spread across Neil’s face, but a smile still played on his lips. “I think your poetry is beautiful, and I think everybody else does too. As long as it comes from your heart, anything you have to say will be art. You should be more confident, especially considering that brilliant poetry you came up with on the spot the other day.”

Todd’s face lit up as red as a tomato, but he still continued to splutter out protests and disagreements in response to Neil’s kind words.

The cycle of kindness repeated itself for a few minutes, with Neil complimenting Todd and the latter blushing and denying it. It ended abruptly when Neil jumped up, finding himself on top of Todd, ready to attack.

Todd knew from experience what was about to happen. As always, he was unsure of whether he should feel giddy or terrified. When his boyfriend wanted something, he never stopped until he got it. “D-don’t do this Neil, please,” Todd begged with pleading eyes.

“I don’t have to, just admit that you’re an amazing poet,” Neil teased, a giant smirk shamelessly spreading across his face. He put his fingers on Todd’s ribs gently, eliciting a small huff, in order to tease him while Neil awaited a response. Neil only received more pleads and sighs of disagreement.

With that, his fingers got to work, digging into the ribs of the pinned boy.

“Hehehehe dohohohohont! Ihihihihit tihihihihihihihickles!” Todd laughed out, his face scrunching with laughter.

“No can do buckeroo, not until you admit how amazing you are,” Neil teased, exploring various sensitive areas on Todd’s body. His fingers explored each and every one of Todd’s ribs, as he received different levels of laughter for each. He was thoroughly entertained, but eventually ceased in order to explore other parts of his friend’s body.

Todd threw his head back, laughing even louder, when Neil’s hands found their way to Todd’s tummy.

“Aww, a little sensitive Anderson?” Todd’s face grew even redder than previously, as he let out a groan through his laughter.

Neil was being ruthless, continuing to torture Todd’s tummy until letting up a little, moving to his neck. This action elicited giggles much more high pitched as Todd made attempts to scrunch up his shoulders.

“Plehehehehehease Neheheheil! Dohohohon’t behehehe cruel,” Todd squealed out, struggling to escape Neil’s torturous fingers.

“Do you know what’s cruel? Not sharing your talent with the world. If you won’t admit how brilliant you are now, I’ll have to kick it up a little,” Neil responded, laughing along with his friend.

Poor Todd hadn’t even had a chance to protest before cold lips found their way to his tummy. “DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON’T! PLEHEASE NEHEIL!” He laughed as his thrashing grew, and he struggled harder to squirm away from his friend.

“IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHANT BREHEHEHEHEHEHEATHE!” Todd screeched as tears streamed down his face.

“Well then Todd, end your suffering by admitting that you write gorgeous poetry,” Neil spoke, torturing his friend with his words as well as his fingers.

Todd held strong for a few more minutes, definitely longer than he thought he could, but eventually the sensation became too overwhelming.

“OKAY OHOHOHOHOKAY! IHIHIHIHIM GOHOHOHOHOD AT WRIHIHIHITING POHOHOHETRY! IHIHIHIM GREHEHEHEHEAT AHAHAHAT IHIHIHIT!” Todd yelled out, losing control of his body as he grew too tired to fight back.

“Thank you, that’s all you had to say Mr. Sensitive,” Neil giggled as he rolled off of his friend and watched as he regained his breath.

Once Todd appeared as if he could function properly again, Neil yanked him to his feet.

“Come on now, let's get the others, now that we’re over that, it’s time to help you with your public speaking.”

Todd let out a groan, but internally he was trying to imagine where he’d be right now without Neil in his life.

[cefstickles]

Hour Game Night

This fic is for @ticklyfandoms as they were the one to suggest the prompt: “Maybe something with Virgil and Thomas? Like they're having a bonding night while the other sides are busy, and somehow it leads to tickles.” 

I hope this fic turned out alright. I’m beginning to cut down my drabbles. Again, with all the story elements. Even though they help, they really stretch my word count. Ugh. But, I hope you all still enjoy:

Hour Game Night  

Ships: (None)

Words ~ 1,570 ~

“Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars.”

“You said that about as sassy as Roman. Have the two of you been hanging out more or something?”

“Heck no! I’ll die before I start acting like Prince Ed Sheeran.”

Thomas chuckled as he moved his game piece to the jail square. Him and Virgil were playing a game of monopoly while the other sides went to go see a Disney movie. If Virgil was honest with Thomas, he would have rather gone with them, but the human wanted to spend some alone time with his anxious side.

Anxiety knew this was supposed to help their friendship, still this sort of ‘bonding’ experiment was outside of his comfort zone. Not that going to a movie was any better, but at least there were more people around and less chances for awkward silences. Speaking of which, there was one happening right now.

Virgil picked up the dice as the sound of them crashing onto the game board startled Anxiety out of the awkward silence. He shuddered in surprise and moved his game piece the correct number of spaces. He huffed in satisfaction as he was able to buy Park Place.

“Virgil. How are you feeling?” Thomas was worried for his anxious trait. He seemed more jumpy than usual.

“I’m not okay.”

“Is there any way I can make you okay?”

“Pffffahahahaha!!! That’s an even better joke than one of dad’s puns!” Thomas looked at Anxiety as if he had just kicked a puppy. Virgil sighed. “Look. I’m glad I can help some, but I harbor your negative thoughts and fears. There will never be a day in that brain of yours when I’m okay.”

“Well if maybe not a day...then how about an hour?”

Virgil looked back at Thomas to see a smile almost as bright as Patton’s had formed on his face. The anxious trait couldn’t help but reflect it to some extent. He felt a wall he had put up for so long begin to fall down.

“Heh...you win...you can try to make me okay for one hour.”

“YES!!!” Thomas threw his fist up in the air. The human stood up and sat next to Anxiety to which the latter just scooted away.

“Woah woah woah! Personal space!” Virgil fell on his back and put his hands up defensively.

“What?” Thomas cocked his head at him and out stretched his arms. “I was just gonna hug you.”

Virgil raised an eyebrow and slowly got off the floor. He felt himself lean into Thomas’s hug as the human’s arms wrapped around him. Slowly but surely, Virgil returned the gesture.

Okay, it had been about five minutes and the two were still hugging. Virgil was beyond done with the hug.

“You gonna let go of me?”

“Nope.” Thomas stated defiantly.

“You’re really gonna make me do this aren’t ya?”

“Do what?”

“You’re not an idiot Thomas. Don’t play dumb.”

“I’m not. I just thought you’d have seen the bad position we were both in and not try anything that would come back to bite you.” Virgil felt Thomas’s fingers wiggle close to his sides.

He suppressed the smile creeping onto his face. “Oh...it’s on.” Virgil attacked Thomas’s sides instantly bringing laughter forth from his mouth, but Thomas retaliated back slightly poking Anxiety’s sides testing the waters. With each poke Virgil shuddered and suppressed his chuckles, still tickling Thomas’s sides. Seeing as how the darker aspect didn’t intend on stopping soon, Thomas began to scuttle his fingers up into Virgil’s armpits, scratching at his tensed hollows.

It was at that moment Virgil gave the cutest snort, before moving his hands up to Thomas’s ribs! “Snrk! Uuuuuuugh! You’re gonnna paaay for that!!”

“Awww Virgil. That was so CUUUHUHUHUHUTTEEE!!!” Thomas’s movements were slowing as Virgil tickled harder and faster, getting an advantage over the human. He began to stand up and break out of the hug only to be pulled back down by Thomas.

Virgil lost his footing and fell on top of Thomas, but not before kicking out accidently with one of his legs, knocking the monopoly board and all the pieces everywhere.

“AAAAHhhh darn it Thomas! Look what you made me DOOOOHOOHOO!!! NO! NOT THERE!” Thomas was holding one arm over Anxiety’s back keeping him from moving while the other snaked in between their forms and was tickling his tummy.

Virgil instantly reached out and grabbed at Thomas’s neck, tickling as fast as he could manage through his laughter. The purple-haired human burst out laughing and his hands flung up to try to protect his sensitive neck. Virgil, in response, grabbed them and spread them out to the sides.

“Thihihihihs looohohohks WROOOOHOOHOHOHNG!!!” Without warning, the darker trait buried his face into Thomas’s neck and gave him a couple soft raspberries, sending the human into hysterics. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHPPP!!” After a couple more, Virgil was able to pry himself off of Thomas and sit back while the other lay back tired, happy laughter still bubbling out.

Virgil saw how exhausted Thomas had grown so he let the human use the short break as he moved down to the guy’s feet. He was beginning to untie his shoes, when Thomas surprisingly tackled the side to the ground. The positions had reversed.

“Hey no fahahahir!” Virgil was smiling, trying not to enjoy himself, but failing.

“You left me wide open Virge. You forget how easily I can recover.” He grabbed both of Virgil’s hands and held them above his head.

“ARGH!! NO!!!” The darker trait jerked around, trying to free himself of his captor.

Thomas reached a hand down and began to re-tickle the darker traits belly. “Hehehehe! Good kitty.”

Virgil hissed in between laughs. “IHIHHI Suddenly HAHAHAHAHTE YOUHOHOH!!!”

“I’ve decided! I like it when you laugh!!” Thomas chuckled as his hand found its way underneath Virgil’s shirt. The sound that escaped Anxiety’s lips as his bare skin was tickled resembled that of a school girl.

“Well Good for YOUHOHHOHOHOHOOO!!!” Virgil’s thrashing became more violent as he desperately tried to get away from Thomas’s hand. “STAHAHAHAHAHPPPP!!!” Eventually, Anxiety gained enough strength to roll out from Thomas’s grasp, and kick him in the stomach, sending the human back to the ground. Before he could react much, Virgil quickly flipped Thomas over, sat on the backs of his knees, and resumed the removing of Thomas’s footwear.

“No no no no no!!!!! I don’t want it!!!” Thomas thrashed, but could not buck Virgil off for the life of him.

“Hehe.” Virgil was as breathless as Thomas was. “There’s a lot of things in life that we have to do, but don’t want to. So deal with it.” Anxiety grabbed a foot and began to scutter his fingers over the sole. If Thomas wasn’t in hysterics before, he was now. Very shrill squeals escaped his mouth, when Virgil stroked his fingers under the bottoms of Thomas’s toes.

But soon the squeals were transferred to the darker aspects mouth as Thomas’s hands somehow reached behind and found their way to his sides once again, utterly surprising him. Virgil was now chuckling so hard he fell off of Thomas’s legs and curled up into a giggly ball on the floor.

The human only found enough strength to roll over on his back. Try as they may, neither the human nor the aspect could get up for the life of them. They laid there cackling their heads off, even though no more tickles could be dished out on either side. Finally, Virgil turned his head towards Thomas, wearing the brightest smile the Human had ever seen on his face. This in turn made Thomas smile wider too. As time passed, their giggles became less and less frequent. Finally, for what seemed like an eternity, only panting could be heard.

Thomas was the first to get on his feet. After stretching, he offered a hand to Virgil to which the darker aspect cautiously took. The twinkle in each other’s eyes just screamed “this isn’t over!!”, but the understanding look they exchanged confirmed the nonverbal truce they had made. Once Virgil was on his feet, he made his way to the kitchen and grabbed out two water bottles, handing one to Thomas. The human accepted the water bottle and the two drank together like thirsty dogs that hadn’t been quenched in months.

After they had their fills and their heart rates had slowed, Thomas was the first to speak.

“So...how do you feel?”

Virgil smiled at him. “Heh. I think I’m okay.”

Bonus:

The door opened and the light switched on in the living room to reveal Thomas and Virgil sleeping. Of course Logan would only be focusing on the huge mess they made with the monopoly pieces, while the other two were beaming at the pair on the couch. All of them knew that they needed the alone time and they were happy to provide it.

It took a couple shouting whispers, but they managed to stop Logan from picking up the pieces and making noise.

“Logan! Stop! You’re going to wake them.” Roman tried to restrain him.

“That does not matter. They need to get up anyway. It is bad for your spinal cord to continuously sleep in an upright pos-”

“Seriously Logan! Let them have their moment together. This is important!”

“What could be more important than proper sleep?”

Patton put a finger to the logical trait’s lips and uttered a single word.

“Friendship.”

[thatoneticklewriter]

Under Control

(Ler!Hu Tao/Lee!Xiao) Platonic

Summary: Venti has a favor to ask for Xiao and the Adepti is put to the test when he’s face to face with a zealous mortal.

“Hey Xiao, can you do something for me?” Venti cutely pouts at his room mate pointing his forefingers together.

“No.” The raven deadpanned.

“Come on, please! I need you to do a mission for me. I forgot I had a date with Zhongli today and it’s been forever since we’ve gone out. Please? Please with like a cherry on top? Or would it be almond tofu on top?” The bi color haired boy begs on his knees to the Adepti clasping his hands together.

“What’s the mission?”

“I’m supposed to accompany this girl named Hu Tao on a mission to exorcise a ghost or something. Basically escorting her since she’s an important figure to Zhongli’s funeral parlor.” Venti explains to the raven changing out of his clothes.

“You know I don’t like dealing with mortals.” Xiao lets out a sigh resting his chin against his fist.

“She’s really sweet! And funny too. Zhongli says she’s sorta like me a little.” A giggle escapes Venti’s lips and Xiao wasn’t sure if he was looking forward to this mission.

“And that’s a good thing, how?” He furrows an eyebrow at the other imagining being surrounded by two Venti’s.

Venti gives Xiao a handwritten note of the funeral parlor’s address and the raven heads to Liyue.

He stands in front of the building wondering if he should knock or just barge in. Before he can raise his fist to knock, the door flies open revealing a mischievous girl with high pigtails under a black hat.

“Ooo! You must be Chow! It’s nice to meet you!” She beams at the Adepti and Xiao frowns at the girl. How dare she pronounce his name wrong?

“It’s Xiao.” He corrects her crossing his arms against his chest.

“Chow?” Hu Tao tilts her head at the other.

“Xiao.” The adepti repeats himself growing frustrated, she was seriously pushing his buttons.

“I think I’ll just call you Mr. Adepti instead!”

“I’m this close to slitting your throat.” Xiao gestures to the small space in between his thumb and pointer finger.

“You’re so cute, Mr. Adepti. We’re gonna have so much fun together!” Hu Tao skips in front of the other and Xiao lets out a sigh wondering what he got himself into.

He watches Hu Tao meet up with her clients while he stands from the distance. The girl jumps up and down from frustration at something her client had said. Xiao pinches the bridge of his nose. Oh, what would he do to see Chongyun at this moment?

“Ugh, he cancelled on me!” Hu Tao stomps over to Xiao with a pout on her face.

“Good, now I can leave.” Xiao turns on his heel though Hu Tao grips his wrist.

“No, Mr. Adepti, you can’t leave. Let’s do something together! Even though I didn’t get to exorcise any ghosts, it’s glad to have a friend!” She smiles at him though Xiao was not feeling it.

“I’m not your friend. Mortals mean nothing to me.” He shakes his head at her continuing to stroll away.

“Come on! Let’s play!” She sneaks up behind the raven poking him on the side.

“Hey!” Xiao squeals jumping from the reaction.

“Aww, is Mr. Adepti ticklish?” A smirk crawls onto Hu Tao’s face.

“No, I’m not.” He huffs. “You just caught me by surprise, that’s all.” This is getting dangerous.

“Hmm, I don’t think I believe you.” She chuckles tapping her chin ready to pounce.

“Don’t you dare-ah!” Xiao doesn’t get the chance to finish his sentence as Hu Tao lunges toward him as they collapse onto the grass.

“Hahahaha! Get off of me!” Giggles escapes Xiao’s lips as Hu tao’s fingers dig into his sensitive sides.

“You’re always so grumpy! You never smile.” Hu Tao teases now wedging her fingers in between Xiao’s armpits.

The raven was too busy laughing to snap back at the pig tailed girl. For someone small, she was doing a great job pinning the Adepti.

“Hey! Where are you going?” She pouts as Xiao tries to crawl away from her though with her weight on top of him, it seemed impossible to escape.

Hu Tao pinches at the flesh below Xiao’s hip bones and the Adepti cries out as his attempts to escape comes to a halt.

“You’re so cute thinking you can run away from me.” The pig tailed girl giggles at Xiao’s failure continuing to assault his sides assuming that’s his weakest point.

“Wait! Hahahaha!” The raven begs for mercy as Hu Tao sneaks her fingers underneath Xiao’s shirt scratching at his tummy.

“Aww, you’re ticklish here too?” She gushes in a high pitch voice as Xiao was a laughing mess clenching a handful of grass on the ground.

“It’s okay, I’m also ticklish there!” She says not caring that she was basically talking to herself though her voice was drowning out in between Xiao’s squealing.

“Hehehehe, I got your belly button.” Hu Tao teases digging a finger in the raven’s navel and Xiao shrieks swatting her hand away.

“Let me go!” The Adepti shouts at the pig tailed girl as she grabs his leg setting it on her lap.

“Hey!” Xiao gives Hu Tao a look as she throws off his boot.

“You’re just so fun to mess with, Mr. Adepti.” Hu Tao smiles stroking the bottom of Xiao’s foot and giggles erupt from his lips as he curls over onto his side.

“Hahahah quit!” Xiao cries out as Hu Tao digs in between his toes and the raven retaliates trying to pinch the girl on the side.

“Nuh uh uh.” She scolds the Adepti finding an open spot to attack, clawing at his tummy. He flinches from her touch, falling onto his back again.

“Ahahahah please no!” Xiao whimpers and whines as Hu Tao assaults his hip bones once more.

“Hu Tao!” A new voice emerges interrupting the tickle fight. “I’ve been looking all over for you. You were supposed to come back to the parlor a half hour ago.” Her boss ordered crossing his arms against his chest.

“Okay, sorry.” She mumbled getting off of Xiao straightening her jacket.

“We’ll continue this again, Mr. Adepti.” The pigtailed hair girl winks at the panting raven laying in the grass as she follows after the man.

I’m never doing anything for Venti, ever again.

[fanficsandfluff]

Supernatural: Oopsie Daisy

A lovely anon sent me the most beautiful prompt and I just had to write something about flowers and Sammy <3

I also love his relationship with Charlie. In the series, it was almost always the Dean and Charlie show, but there were always little moments that were adorable between her and Sam, too. The hugs, the exchanged glances. All of it was perfect. 

I hope this is what you wanted, anon! Enjoy!

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The bunker’s backyard had sprung up with daisies and dandelions when spring rolled around, and above anyone else, Charlie was most excited. She’d wake up early to sit outside and stare at the flowers and occasionally pick them, stroking and plucking their petals one by one. It was relaxation, time away from the pressures of hunting with Sam and Dean Winchester. 

Charlie came into the bunker one day with a bundle of flowers tucked into a pouch she made with her shirt and began sifting through the kitchen for a small vase to put them all in. A little color would brighten anyone’s day, even the somber Winchester brothers. Right? 

Sam walked in shortly after Charlie did and he put on a smile as he normally did since he knew Charlie was always happy, “Good morning.”

“Morning, Sammy,” the redhead smiled, standing on her tiptoes to try and reach the top shelf to grab a vase that caught her eye.

Sam grinned softly, “Need some help?”

Charlie huffed and she nodded, “Hohow’d you know? The round clear vase, if you please.”

Sam reached with no effort at all and he handed the chubby looking vase to her, “Here you go. Did you go out to buy those flowers?”

“No, I picked them from the backyard. You know, the outdoors. From the backyard you two actually have and can go out in at any time,” Charlie nudged Sam softly and she filled it partway with water from the sink.

Sam chortled and he went to make a fresh pot of coffee for everyone, “Well, they look very nice.”

Charlie smiled. Sam was always sweet to her. She neatly positioned the daisies, dandelions, and baby’s breath she’d found a cluster of, ultimately creating a picturesque little bouquet. 

Sam yawned as he strained the coffee and waited for the machine to rev up. Charlie looked over at him and she bit her lip, smiling behind it. She plucked a daisy from the vase and walked over to Sam, reaching up and tucking the flower behind his ear.

Sam looked down at Charlie and reached up, feeling the flower.

“Heh, you look pretty now, Sam,” Charlie giggled softly. Sam’s cheeks held a blush in them and he smiled gently, dimples barely a shadow on each of his cheeks. 

“Gooood morning! How we all doing? Oh.. looking good, Sam,” Dean waltzed in and he grinned when he saw his little brother with the flower in his hair. Sam’s blush turned to one of flattery to embarrassment in a flash and he knocked the flower out of his hair, it falling to the ground.

Charlie huffed and pouted. Sam didn’t have to outright reject her offer just because Dean made a quip. She picked it up, straightened it out and slipped it back into the vase. 

Dean, however, found the sight amusing if anything. And like all big brothers, he loved annoying his younger brother. 

So after breakfast, Dean asked Charlie (once Sam was safely out of the room, of course), “So what got you into flower picking?”

Charlie grinned, “I’m soho glad you pay so much attention to me. I’ve been going out into the yard for days because all these flowers are out there. And I decided to finally bring some in here to liven up the place,” she pinched Dean’s cheek and giggled. 

Dean smiled and he only jerked his head slightly, “Wehell... I’ll go out there and pick them with you sometime,” he said with only mischievous thoughts in his mind.

Charlie, however, noted the tone right away. She huffed, “Are you gonna harass Sam with these flowers?”

Dean rose a brow, “How’d you know?”

Charlie smirked, leaning forward, “I’d love to help you.”

Dean slowly grinned broadly and he chuckled, giving Charlie a high-five. Man, they’d be a good team. 

The duo of the dirty blonde and redhead slowly coordinated their attacks. They’d have flowers on their person at all times, so they could strike whenever necessary. 

Dean stuffed two flowers in Sam’s hair as he passed the taller man reading in the hallway, walking with his head down. But the head shot up when he felt Dean basically pat his head.

“Look alive, Sammy!” Dean grinned and slid into his own room down the hall. 

Sam quirked a brow and rubbed through the top of his head, feeling something. Upon removal, he saw that it was a slowly dying dandelion. He huffed, somewhat amused. 

What was at first amusing slowly turned to annoyance as time passed. He’d walk into his room to see a small pile of grass, baby’s breath, and even a tulip laying on his sheets, which he’d have to remove. He was bombarded by either Charlie or Dean (and sometimes both) at every turn, both trying to stick flowers in his hair to the point where he looked as if his hair had become floral. And of course, this would make the dynamic duo laugh their asses off, cooing at and joking with Sam. 

One afternoon, Sam had been sitting in the library reading a fantasy novel, earbuds plugged into his ears to block out any sounds that were coming from the TV in the next room where Dean and Charlie were watching Love Actually together. 

His back had started to ache from sitting in the same wooden chair all morning into well past noon, so he decided to relocate into his bedroom. Even though it was spring outdoors, Dean liked keeping the bunker at a cool temperature, forcing Sam to always have to wear some sort of long sleeved shirt inside. Today, he had chosen his favorite lazy-day hoodie. For some reason, his room felt ice cold compared to the rest of the house. What the hell? He walked out to the thermostat and he saw the one for this portion of the house was set to 61. Freezing. 

“Very funny,” he called out, doubting Dean or Charlie would even hear him. And after hiking up the temperature, he went back into his room. With a shiver, he sat on the bed, pulling his hoodie tight into himself. Sam went to slip the hood over his head for extra warmth, but was startled when a shower of flowers of all shapes and colors cascaded down like a waterfall over his head. 

Sam audibly growled, pausing to take a calming breath before shaking out his hair and ruffling his fingers through it to knock off any remaining flowers. What idiots! This was getting outrageous now. He cursed himself for being stupid enough to have headphones on while reading, now knowing how Dean and Charlie continued sneaking up behind him to the point that his hood was filled to the brim with plantlife. This was the final straw. 

With a huff, Sam removed the hoodie and stormed out of his room. He stood in the library, seeing Dean and Charlie pleasantly curled up on the couch together, hearing an occasional chuckle or giggle (or an ‘aww’ in Charlie’s case). He felt bad if he disturbed them since the scene looked so homey...... fuck it, he was sick of flowers. 

Sam went right behind them and he tapped Dean’s shoulder, “I bet you think you two are sooo funny.”

Dean looked up and snorted, “Yeheheah, actually,” he reached up and plucked a leftover flower with half its petals still intact that was still perched on the top of Sam’s head.

That made Sam blush even harder to hear Dean and Charlie giggling over it.

“You like to laugh at me, huh? Fine,” Sam smirked and he grabbed Charlie, sliding her off the couch and positioning her over his shoulder. 

Charlie yelped, “Ah! Saham, put me dohown!” she had a few flowers in her pockets, which slowly slipped from them and onto the floor. Sam looked down and he shook his head.

“So you two have seriously been stashing flowers on yourselves to bombard me with them?” Sam couldn’t believe they’d go to such coordinated lengths. At the same time he was speaking, the hand holding Charlie’s waist securely over his shoulder shifted and the fingers started to wiggle over her side.

The readhead squeaked and kicked her legs, “Eep! S-Sahaham! Hehehehe nohoho!”

Dean watched with a smirk, not minding the way he was getting revenge, at least upon Charlie. 

Sam eyed his brother looking too content for his liking and he said menacingly, “You’re next, De.”

Dean heard that and he got nervous, quickly standing off the couch and skirting around Sam to quickly say, “Good luck, kiddo!” before running off.

“Dehehean wahait! Ah!” she yelped again when Sam tossed her onto the couch Dean had vacated. Sam quickly sat on her waist and grabbed her wrists, hoisting them above her head.

“Saham, I’m sorry! It wahas just some innocent joking..” Charlie pleaded, biting her lip.

Sam nodded, “I actually have a good sense of humor believe it or not--” he narrowed his eyes when Charlie snorted, “Anyway... I know when a joke’s gone too far. And this one has. But since you still like laughing over it so much...” he kept her skinny wrists pinned with one hand, leaving his other free to seek revenge. His hand hovered over Charlie’s tummy before landing and digging in.

Charlie squeaked and she arched her back, immediately bursting into giggles, “BAHAhahahahaha! Nohohoooo Sahahammy!” 

By slipping his hand under her shirt, he was able to scratch his fingers along her milky pale skin. His forefinger and thumb pinched up her ribs, grinning as each new pinch got a different kind of laugh and jump from her. 

“Someone too ticklish?” Sam teased. 

Charlie, ever the honest one, squealed and nodded her head vigorously, “Y-YEHEHEhehehes! Stahahahahap! SAHAM!” 

Sam grinned and chortled, his fingers massaging into the muscle that married her sides and tummy. While the redhead was cackling at that technique, Sam leaned down and was able to worm his head into her neck, stubble scratching against her cheek and neck. 

“ACK! Sahahahammyyyyy! Nohohoho dohohoHOHON’T! AHAHA!” Charlie shrieked when the younger Winchester blew a raspberry right into her neck, igniting the nerves clustered there. 

“No more flowers?” Sam breathed into her ear, knowing even his breath was tickly at this point.

“NOHO MOHOHORE I PROMISE! Hahahahaha!” 

Sam hummed in thought, having raised his head from her neck, but was now pondering by stroking his fingers up and down her unprotected underarms. 

“Good,” Sam smirked finally, getting off of her, “Now excuse me while I destroy Dean,” he chortled to himself, cracking his knuckles. And off he went, peeking into room by room, figuring Dean was in his own bedroom anyway. Which he was!

Sam burst in and Dean scrambled to get up before his gangly little brother zeroed in on his worst spot. Sam’s thumbs kneaded melodically into Dean’s hip bones, getting at the sweet spot right near his pelvis. And Dean absolutely lost it. This wasn’t fair! No warm up tickles, nothing! Just straight for the kill. 

Dean’s laughter went silent before he took a breath enough to allow him to screech out his howling laughter, which was always higher than his speaking voice. No deep, manly chuckles for Dean. 

“S-SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAM! NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! SOHONOFABITCH NAHAHAHA!” 

Sam giggled, “Youhu’re a jerk for the flowers, you know. You deserve this.”

With what sounded like the attempt of a battle cry and felt like someone leaping onto his back, sure enough Charlie had entered into the fight, clinging onto Sam’s back.

Sam chortled, “Gehehet off!” he lifted one hand to try and pry her off while his other was squeezing Dean’s thigh. 

Dean was still laughing and squirming, though he was happy for the distraction. With a valiant push upwards, he was able to wiggle and claw his fingers into Sam’s abdomen. 

Charlie had secured the hand Sam reached up with and was now using her smaller frame to worm fingers into Sam’s armpit, wiggling and digging into the flesh.

Sam’s eyes widened, realizing it was almost sad how quickly he was overcome, before he collapsed onto the bed in a fit of laughter. 

“Gehehet him!” Charlie cheered with a giggle, unable to hold back Sam’s arm anymore so it slammed down to his side, ultimately trapping her hand under his arm.

Dean was panting and he grinned, “Nihice work, kiddo,” he ruffled Charlie’s hair affectionately before sitting on Sam’s thrashing legs, scraping his fingertips along the socked feet. 

Sam tossed his head back, hair splayed across the bed as laughter poured from his smiling mouth. Charlie had never seen Sam’s dimples so noticeable and it was downright adorable.

After a little while, Charlie gently kicked Dean, “I thihink we’ve tortured him enough.”

Dean agreed and he got off Sam, sitting on the bed with a smirk on his face. Sam panted and let residual giggles spill from his lips in spurts before sitting up. 

“Youhu’re both mehehean...”

Dean grinned, “Wehe aren’t mean. We were just playing around. But hey, I do kinda admit we went a little overboard. Stuffing your clothes and bed with them wasn’t the nicest thing to do.”

Sam huffed, rolling his eyes, “Gee, thanks for seeing the error of your ways.”

Charlie smiled at the brothers, seeing one last flower laying on the bed between the three of them. It looked like a pink petunia, and it must’ve slipped from either her or Dean’s pockets. She picked it up and, turning Sam’s head towards her, she smoothed her fingers through Sam’s semi disheveled hair before tucking the petunia behind his ear. The freckled redhead smiled sweetly at Sam and kissed his cheek. 

“I juhust thought you looked cute with flowers in your hair, Sammy.”

Sam almost froze and his cheeks blushed dark red. He slowly started to smile and he threw his arms around Charlie in a hug, squeezing her tight. Even Dean got in on the love by nestling himself into the hug. Sam knew that all there was between the three of them was love, even if the flower thing got a bit annoying. He could’ve stayed in this moment forever, if only Dean didn’t have to come out and ruin it.

“Hey, what’s a comedian’s favorite flower? Laffodils.”

A groan from Sam and Charlie followed by a bark of laughter from Dean cemented the mood for the rest of the day. 

[thatoneticklewriter]

One Step, Two Step

(Ler! Childe/Ler!Kaeya/Lee!Bennett)

Summary: Bennett is having troubling remembering the dance moves of the band’s upcoming music video and Kaeya and Childe decide to help him out.

“Why can’t you get it right? You’re so pathetic!” Scaramouche yells at his idol member Bennett who was scrambled onto the ground clenching his ankle.

“Hey, don’t be so hard on him.” Diluc speaks up to Scaramouche actually feeling sympathetic for the white haired boy.

“We’ve been practicing this for weeks! Anyone with a brain cell can comprehend the dance moves by now.” The purple haired man rolls his eyes crossing his arms against his chest.

“Here Scaramouche, let’s take a walk around the building.” Zhongli attempts to calm their feisty member showing them out the door.

Their manager calls it a day allowing the group to take a rest though Bennett stays otherwise once everyone had left.

Everyone seemed talented to the white haired boy but himself. Compared to them, he was an outcast. Razor, a boy raised by wolves was a better singer and dancer than him. How did he end up like this?

Bennett lets out a sigh turning their soundtrack back on the CD player ready to recite the dance moves once again.

A yelp escapes Bennett’s lips as he trips over his own feet collapsing to the floor. Maybe I should just give up.

“Oi! What’re you still doing here?” One of the idol members Kaeya questions placing his hands on his hips with Childe behind him.

“I’m practicing the moves. I still haven’t learned yet.” A pout forms on his face explaining the situation to the men. “Why did you guys come back?”

“I left my bag here and Kaeya came to annoy me like always.” Childe teases the blue haired man. “You should take a rest, it’s getting late anyway.”

“No.” Bennett shakes his head. “I need to get this right before our music video. I don’t want to make everyone look bad plus Scaramouche will kill me.”

“He can’t kill you if you’re already dead by exhausting yourself.” Kaeya chuckles ruffling Bennett’s bangs.

“Maybe I should just leave. I’m not good like you guys. I don’t even know why Ninguang asked me to join the band.” Bennett wallows in self pity pulling his legs up to chest.

“Don’t say that. You’re the band’s eye candy. All the fans love you the most next to Diluc and Zhongli.” Childe sits beside the other slinging an arm around his shoulder.

“But doesn’t mean I’m talented.” Bennett remarked.

“Of course you’re talented. Why else would we want you around?” Kaeya adds joining in the conversation sitting on the other side of Bennett.

“To use me as a personal servant. At least in Scaramouche’s eyes.”

“Don’t worry about him. He doesn’t mean half of the things he says, he just wants everything to be perfect.” Childe assures to Bennett squeezing his shoulder.

“I just feel so behind. Everyone knows what they’re doing and sometimes I don’t even know what my name is or what I had for dinner last night. Maybe it would benefit you guys more if you found someone to replace me.” Bennett expresses as tears welled in the corner of his eyes.

“Cheer up Benny, it’s not the end of the world. We’ll help you with the dance moves even if it takes all night. You’re irreplaceable.” Kaeya gives him words of encouragement affectionately nudging his side though Bennett giggles from the sensation.

“We won’t let you quit the group. Ever.” Childe catches on darting his fingers towards Bennett’s neck and the other flinches from his touch.

“Hehehehe. I think I get it.” Bennett covers his neck where Childe touched him preparing himself.

“Sounds like someone is quite ticklish.” Kaeya hums observing the white haired boy.

“What? No I’m not.” Bennett’s awkwardly whistles sneaking glances around the empty studio. “I think we should do this another day.” The white haired boy gets up hoping to escape from his band members though Childe wraps his fingers around his ankle.

“Oh no you don’t!” He orders dragging Bennett to the floor and the white haired boy lets out a squeal feeling Childe’s fingers dig into his sides.

“Hahahaha! Stop it!” Fits of laughter erupts from Bennett’s lips as he tries to shield himself from Childe’s attacks.

“Me too!” Kaeya announces wanting to join in on the tickle fight.

“Hey! Noooo ahahahah!” Bennett giggles as the blue haired man grabs his legs playfully scratching behind his knee.

“This is going to be your warm up before we start practicing.” Kaeya says trailing his fingers up Bennett’s inner thighs and the white haired boy squeals trying to face away from him.

“If you endure this, we can start dancing.” Childe orders setting Bennett in his lap roaming his fingers underneath the white haired boy’s shirt.

“Eheheheehe! Please I can’t take this!” Bennett gives up doubling over not bothering to push Childe’s hands away.

“You can’t give up this quick.” Kaeya chuckles pulling off Bennett’s Sandals.

“Hahahaha Childe no!” Boisterous laughter escapes from Bennett’s lips as the redhead squeezes the soft spots of his tummy with his thumbs.

“Someone’s sensitive here, aren’t they?” Childe teases the other poking the center of Bennett’s tummy and the white haired boy flinches from his touch.

“Hehehehehe wait!” The white haired boy giggles kicking his legs as Kaeya digs in between his toes.

“Don’t pay attention to him.” Childe grabs Bennett’s awareness back by squeezing his sides earning a high pitch cry.

“This isn’t Ahahaha fair!” The white haired boy yells out, giggling helplessly.

“What’s not fair?” An evil smirk crawls onto Childe’s face as he playfully dips a finger in Bennett’s navel eliciting a howl from the other.

The white haired boy was a laughing mess unable to answer the redhead’s question.

“Come on Benny. What’s unfair?” Kaeya reminds their band member about the conversation joining in Childe to torture his upper body starting with his hips.

“That both of you are ganging up on me! Hahahahaha!” Bennett throws his head back letting out a loud laugh.

“It’s only endurance training. If you can’t handle it, then you can’t be in the music video with us since you won’t know the dance moves.” Childe explains the other wedging his fingers in between the white haired boy’s armpit.

“Hehehehehe! I can handle it!” Bennett shrieks falling forward trying to pry Childe’s fingers away.

“You’re also getting pudgy too.” Kaeya murmurs curiously pinching the flesh near the other’s belly button.

“What?! No I’m not hahahah! Stop it!” Bennett grows shocked at Kaeya’s comment but he knew the blunette was just playing.

“Do you think you’re ready to dance now?” Childe questions squeezing Bennett’s shoulders and the other scrunches from the sensation.

“Ehehehe yes!”

“And you’re not going to quit right?” Kaeya gives Bennett’s tummy one last scratch.

“Hahaha no I swear!” He curls over trying to shield his abdomen.

Kaeya and Childe decide the white haired boy has had enough allowing him to catch his breath.

With that, the two men grind the whole night to help Bennett practice the dance moves for their music video.