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ticklygiggles · 22 days
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Would it be possible to do leelucifer and Lermc for the three sentence fic? His spot could be his thighs
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A/N: I miss my beautiful Luci 😭😭😭😭😭
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"What did you just say, Lucifer?" Lucifer covered his mouth and let out a loud laugh. Your cheeks flushed just slightly, but a silly smile pulled at your lips. He was just being silly as you both watched a horror movie. "I said," he laughed, covering his face. "Only humans would check the attic when they hear noises like that," he snickered. "It reminds me of a certain someone who likes to be nosey in other people's attics." He sent you a glance before laughing some more.
You blushed a bit more, remembering your first days in the House of Lamentations. "You- okay that's it!" Lucifer barely flinched when you placed your hand against his thigh, but as you started to squeeze his flesh, he let out loud peals of laughter. He kicked his legs and tried to push you away, but you pushed him by his chest and sneaked your hand between his thighs. "DOHOHON'T!"
Even the almighty Avatar of Pride could be dominated by some tickles to that horrendous ticklish spot in the inner part of his thighs. You giggled, surprised that you could keep him in place with just your hand on his chest. "What were you saying about me? Mind repeating that?" Tears of laughter shone in his eyelashes as he laughed helplessly. "I s-sahahaid ohohonly sihihilly huhuhumans wohould- AHAHAHA! STAHAHAP!" It seemed the Avatar of Pride would be there laughing his head off for some time!
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ticklygiggles · 22 days
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SO CUTE 😍😍
I'm in love with this concept ngl anskskdf and baby girl getting wrecked yaaaasss
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Alhaitham x Kaveh
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A/N: First fic I'm uploading on the new blog (yolo) and gift for @xsezzie sama pos because, well. Because. The pose in this fic was inspired by this art by @ppystkposts :)
Summary: Alhaitham proposes to discuss the new terms and conditions for living together with Kaveh. (Also on AO3)
Word Count: 1.8K
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Letters, a lot of them. Kaveh squinted his eyes and looked up at Alhaitham who had just presented him with a document that would take years of his life, just to read.
"What's this?" he asked. Alhaitham tapped the document as if Kaveh was an idiot.
"A new agreement. I figured, it's been a little over a year since you moved in with me. We can extend the contract, if you like."
Kaveh glared at him, then scanned the huge agreement. It was a long piece of paper with so many letters. What was Alhaitham plotting all of a sudden?
"....Have there been any problems?" Kaveh wondered.
Alhaitham shook his head. "So far, no. But there might be. Sign this and we'll give it another go for the next year."
Kaveh read the beginning of the contract and hummed. How cold. It was a fact that his relationship with Alhaitham had kind of moved on to the more... intimate kind. They kissed, they shared a bed, wasn't that the definition of dating? But yeah, it was also a fact that Kaveh was living here, in Alhaitham's house. It wasn't like they were married or something...
Still, to be treated like a mere tenant, it kind of stung. Was it maybe related to the fact that he lowered Kaveh's rent earlier due to Kaveh really struggling financially? Wasn't it an act out of empathy from Alhaitham, and he had stopped trusting him ever since now that he lived here for a cheap price?
Kaveh sighed, skipped all of the nonsense which was obviously just Alhaitham being boring about guarantees for losing his key, rent payment, Kaveh's list of domestic duties, standard rules about not damaging his belongings and such, so he took the pen Alhaitham handed to him and signed.
"There. Happy? I signed," Kaveh said, and he crossed his arms. Alhaitham nodded.
"Thank you. Well then, that settles it. This agreement is effective starting today. Now as for point 7.2," Alhaitham said, and Kaveh frowned.
"I would like to make use of it immediately. So please," he gestured to the couch. "Come with me."
Kaveh quickly jumped in front of him and stopped him with a hand on Alhaitham's chest.
"What are you talking about?" he asked. Alhaitham grabbed his hand and squeezed it.
"The thing you agreed to. The condition for living with me. We are doing it now."
Huh! Kaveh struggled when Alhaitham dragged him towards the couch and managed to pull himself free.
"What do you even meanー" He rushed back to the table and checked the contract again. There were a total of 12 segments, so 7.2 was obviously overlooked like most things he only scanned briefly. It was hidden under the category 'domestic duties' and...
Kaveh's eyes widened and he blushed.
"...Will subject to complimentary tickle session for once a w-w-week? What the...?" Kaveh said in a pitchy voice. His mouth opened wide at the realization that this must be because...
Last night... He blushed even more at the memory.
He kind of tickled Alhaitham brutally, teasing him about his sensitivity and laughter. And then managed to fight him off effectively when Alhaitham tried to return the favor, with Kaveh childishly threatening him to spread the word all around Sumeru about their most ticklish scholar, if he wouldn't let him go. Sumeru already knew how ticklish Kaveh was, so there was no way to return the threat for Alhaitham and he let it rest. Only to retaliate with a comeback like this?!
"I can't believe you included a rule like that. You tricked me. I didn't agree to that."
"Yet you did. You signed your name, I saw it with my own eyes. It's not my fault you didn't read all the terms and conditions. So," Alhaitham sat on the couch and patted his lap.
"Come here. I'll be gentle."
Kaveh took a step back and shuddered. "No way man! You can't make me."
"Well, I won't force you. But I will, how should I put it. I would be very disappointed if you break our contract right after signing it." To make things worse, Alhaitham gave him the worst puppy look he had ever seen on his usually expressionless face.
Kaveh gasped. Alhaitham was such a trickster! And still...! He clenched his fist and stomped towards him.
"Fine. But seriously, once a week?" he asked, moving over to where Alhaitham was sitting.
"Could have been once a day, but I thought that would overdo it. Besides, it's my fingers that will do all the work."
"Or once a month, once a year, or never at all," Kaveh grumbled, shyly sitting on Alhaitham's lap and deciding to ignore that comment about Alhaitham's damn fingers doing 'all the work'.
"Like this?" he asked, leaning back.
"More like this..." Alhaitham said, and before Kaveh could protest, he had flexibly positioned Kaveh's arms under his legs, pinning them down with ease.
"Will keep you from moving around," Alhaitham explained. Well duh, Mr. Obvious. Kaveh squirmed nervously and looked up at him, now suddenly realizing what he had gotten himself into. Willingly...
"H-h-how long?" he asked, gazing at Alhaitham's fingers that were flexing above his tummy. To make things worse, Alhaitham even took his shirt and moved it up, revealing his bare skin.
"Hmm, for as long as you can go," Alhaitham said, wiggling his fingers above Kaveh's bare stomach and making him twitch already.
"A-and who decides that?" Kaveh asked. Alhaitham then smirked.
"I do."
As soon as his fingers made contact with his ticklish tummy, Kaveh instantly made a noise.
"HYAhh! Ahahalhaitham hohohold on!"
"No, we're starting."
"Buhhuhut - ahahaha!" Kaveh wasn't even sure what he was trying to say. After accidentally signing an agreement that included this exact tickle treatment, and then voluntarily letting Alhaitham do his thing, you'd expect he knew what he was getting himself into. But only now that he was really feeling the tickling, it started to sink in, and oh shit he had never been in such a helpless and vulnerable position before.
"I quite like this position," Alhaitham said, pressing Kaveh's arms even tighter against the couch while his fingers danced mercilessly all over his bare stomach, scribbling around and over his belly button and pinching and squeezing his sides every now and then.
"Nohoho! You ahahare the wohohorst!" Kaveh roared.
"I know," Alhaitham agreed. Kaveh thought it was going to be just tummy tickles, again he was such a naive little fool. As soon as Alhaitham's fingers moved further up, pushing his shirt further up and climbing up his ticklish ribs, he jumped and let out a loud hysterical shriek.
"NAHAh nonono not thehehere!" he protested.
"Where?" Alhaitham dug in carefully between his lower ribs and slowly wiggled them upwards where he stayed at his upper ribs, his fingers doing devil's work there. Kaveh was losing his mind.
"PLEhehe-plehehease! Hehehehe! Tihihime out!"
"Already?" Alhaitham asked.
"Soohoon plehehease whahaha!" Kaveh laughed breathlessly. How embarrassing. So humiliating that he couldn't take more than that. But this position in which he really couldn't move, it was like no other tickle attack he had ever experienced. Alhaitham sighed and finally stopped, resting his hands against Kaveh's heaving chest.
"I will let you catch your breath," Alhaitham said, and his eyes shifted for a little. Kaveh's eyes widened, he knew where he was looking.
"N-n-not my ahaharmpits," he laughed nervously.
"I'm sure you can take just a little bit of that. I've been quite gentle so far," Alhaitham said. Gentle! W-well that was true, actually. He hadn't been as rough, as ahem, other times. But yeah, those were entirely different. It was funny they would sometimes roughhouse and have some crazy silly tickle fights, but this 'tickle session' just couldn't compare to it all.
"Ready?" Alhaitham asked.
"No," Kaveh replied cockily, and he stuck out his tongue. So naturally, Alhaitham's fingers reached his armpits and started to tickle. Kaveh threw his head back and howled.
"Daaaahahaahaamn ahahahah!" Alhaitham was relentless. He tickled both armpits for as long Kaveh could endure, but when one hand moved back and picked up the tummy tickle torture, things weren't much better for Kaveh who could hardly breathe through his hysterical laughing fit. His legs kicked helplessly and he shook his head from side to side.
"AHahahalhaithahaham! Nahahah- ahahaha plehehease!"
Alhaitham smirked at him, looking so unbelievably satisfied with himself and his result from his stupid prank.
"AHahaha-ALHAITHAHAM!" Kaveh shrieked.
"Yes?" He finally got a reply.
"AHAhaha! No mohohore! Waahaahha!" Kaveh had no idea how long it had been. But at last, Alhaitham seemed to decide that Kaveh had reached his limit.
Kaveh's arms were released, but he was too tired to move away and just tiredly rested in Alhaitham's lap, breathing heavily and gasping for air.
"That - was - insane," he panted, but he couldn't stop smiling. His voice also sounded like it had changed pitch permanently. Geez. It felt like an entire workout.
For a moment they stayed in silence, and nothing could be heard except Kaveh's loud breaths.
Surprisingly, Alhaitham was the first to speak then. "You didn't read the rest, did you?"
"What rest?" Kaveh asked, annoyed again about that lame agreement trick. He was never going to sign anything ever again without reading every single letter.
"Well," Alhaitham said, and he paused.
"...At 7.2.1. for example, it says that I am only allowed to tickle you that one time a week. So, you'll probably like that. Unless you give me permission to do it more often, of course," Alhaitham explained, caressing Kaveh's hair.
Huh? Alhaitham was so talkative now, Kaveh had to let those words sink in. Hmm, so he could only tickle Kaveh that one time a week, unless Kaveh literally gave him permission to tickle him more?
Even after enduring all this, the sudden thought of limiting Alhaitham's tickle attacks to just once a week... All of a sudden it didn't sound like a lot, he thought as he remembered some of the times when Alhaitham playfully retaliated during tickle fights, and those triumphant moments when Kaveh would win. Not to mention the playful and affectionate tickles when they were in bed... He blushed and mumbled something.
"What did you say?" Alhaitham asked.
"Of all the nonsense on that stinking contract, can you at least revoke that one particular rule? It sucks."
"...7.2.1? The one that forbids me from tickling you ever outside our once-a-week session?" Al-Bastard-Haitham asked.
"...Yes."
Kaveh could die from embarrassment, but luckily the only response from Alhaitham was: "Alright. I think I could do that."
Then in that exact same position, Kaveh fell asleep, resting comfortably on Alhaitham and trapping him on the couch.
Not that Alhaitham complained. He had his book nearby, as always, so he grabbed it and started to read, while his free hand fondly stroked Kaveh's hair. Now that felt actually really good.
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Note: This fic was loosely inspired by the movie Wonka.
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ticklygiggles · 23 days
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Hehe thanks for responding! 💝💝
I'm wishing you the best in writing whatever it is you feel inclined to ~
Thanks for being understanding! You're very kind!! ❤️❤️
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ticklygiggles · 23 days
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As Tumblr's #1 fav anon to chuck my asks into the void, I sent a lee!Muichiro ask for the 3 sentences game, and by chance did you get it? 😳
I always feel ridiculous asking this 🙈
Tytyyy, take careee 💝
Hello! Yes I did get your ask, although I don't promise to write it! Sometimes my brain doesn't work as much as I would like it to 🥺
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ticklygiggles · 23 days
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WE LOVE TICKLISH HUAHUA 😭😭😭😭
I'd like to request a sketch pls!
i love to imagine that hua cheng is secretly like really ticklish from being touch-starved for so many centuries
So I headcanon that whenever hua cheng doesn't take calligraphy practice seriously xie lian tickles the shit out of him and huahua secretly enjoys it and just takes it (tbh even if he didn't enjoy it he would still let dianxia do wtv he wants)
Also love your sketches btw they're so cute
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Thank you so much for the ask and the compliment ☺️
I drew this inspired in episode 8 of the second season
(Sorry, this is too sketchy)
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ticklygiggles · 23 days
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Hello sweetieee, lee reader x ler zayne + armpits ??👀❤️❤️❤️
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Of course, my beautiful girl ❤️ we all want to get wrecked by our favorite doctor nnnghhh I hope you enjoy thiiiis!
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"Zayne!" You shrieked, laughing as you circled the couch to put it between you two. "I'm s-serious!" You warned, but that stupid, wobbly smile was already on your lips and you couldn't sound serious at all. "I am too," he said calmly, although a little playful smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as he chased you around. This had become a common scene, all because Zayne 'can only warm his cold hands with you." What a jerk.
"Stay still, would you? I'm just trying to warm my hands," he said as he pinned you down against the couch and pushed his freezing hands under your arms, his long fingers wiggling, tickling you. You shook your head, laughing like crazy. "NOHOHO! It tihihickles! Plehehease!" You said, completely incapacitated by Zayne, legs kicking, but overall just taking his lethal tickling.
"I'm gonna gehehehet sihihihick!" You begged, tears of laughter already clinging to your lashes as those mean fingers kept wiggling and digging under your arms. Zayne chuckled and he shook his head. "I am very sure you won't get sick. I am not that cold," he said with a tender, playful smile and you squealed. "You're freeeheheezing! Z-ZAHAHAYNE!" Ah, he wasn't planning to stop any time soon, huh? Poor you!
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ticklygiggles · 23 days
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Little witch
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ticklygiggles · 24 days
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um- mmmmen. men. boys. guys. ticklish men. men who wheeze. calm/stoic men who will start giggling as soon as you wiggle your fingers at them. guys who blush because of verbal teasing. feather ticklish bois. guys who like being chased. men who can ask for tickles. boys with ticklish ears. guys who would genuinely try to stay still for their ler. men who like both tickling others and being tickled. boys who are playful. mennnn. guys.
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(If you're reading this you agree.)
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ticklygiggles · 24 days
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mia mia mia mia mia
can i request more lee!xavier for the event thingy? maybe something with him being stubborn at the claw machine? :eyes:
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Of course you can, my lil boo 🥺❤️ I hope you enjoy this, lovely Fabi! I'm always happy to wreck your lil star ⭐
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"Let me play too," you whined, kicking your legs like a little kid as you pulled at Xavier's sleeve. "This is your third turn and you haven't even gotten one! And you don't want to use your Evol, so let me play now!" Xavier chuckled, shaking his head with mischief. "Using your Evol is cheating, besides, this time I'm really gonna get one. Just you wait. You should cheer for me," he said, stubbornly gripping the claw machine's joystick.
You rolled your eyes, "of course you will," you mumbled sarcastically under your breath as you watched him trying to get a Galaxy Kid and it pained you how he failed every single time. That was one of the easiest plushies to get, but there he was, failing. You looked at him getting ready to push the button, but you quickly moved behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. "Hmm, this is... a bit distracting actually, could you- ack! N-Noho, wait! That's- pfff- ahahahaha!"
You giggled behind him as your fingers found his lowest ribs and started to claw at them. Xavier giggled brightly, hugging himself and squirming around. "Not tihihickling! Thahahat's unfahahair! Ahahack!" Laughing and squirming as he was, he accidentally pushed the button too soon and so you stopped tickling him. "Lohohohook! Y-You made me lose!" You laughed, playfully pushing him aside. "That doesn't matter," you said, finally taking the place in front of the controllers. "Either way you wouldn't get it, but don't worry, I'm gonna get a lot! Which one do you want, Xav~?"
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ticklygiggles · 24 days
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I DID IT
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Thank you @xsezzie for letting me use your idea 🥹🫶
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ticklygiggles · 25 days
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Hehehehehe I'll be accepting some of theeese ~ you can check out my updated fandom list here (I only added one kekekekek)
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To request a ficlet send me:
1) A character to be the lee.
2) A character to be the ler.
3) A tickle spot.
I will write you a three-sentence fic!^^
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ticklygiggles · 25 days
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My heart flutters every time I watch this video 😍😍😍😍
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Thank you @mai-mei for sharing, Luke is the cutest omg, I'm melting! His cute laugh!! and his attempts at escaping aaawww! (Around 1:09:20!)
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ticklygiggles · 25 days
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I SOB I SOB EVERYTIME I SEE THIS 😭😭❤️❤️❤️
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Soooo 🥰🤭✨ I've participated in a lovely little gift exchange among friends this holiday season and this was my contribution 💖🎁✍
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ticklygiggles · 26 days
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THIS ONE WAS SOOO GOOD 😍😍
Olivine wanting to get tickled I- *sobs*
Wishful Thinking
NU: Carnival - Eiden x Olivine
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A/N: I have to admit I'm not Olivine's biggest fan, but I'm Val's biggest fan, so... THIS GIFT IS FOR YOU MY DEAR!!! MERRY (now belated) XMAS!!!
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So, in case you guys are wondering, me and a couple of mutuals did a little Secret Santa among ourselves and I was the "lucky bastard" to get Valerie, ehehe. Hope you enjoy this little fic that I wrote with my best efforts, dear!
Summary: Eiden notices something is bothering Olivine and decides to confront the priest to find out what it is.
Word count: 2540 words
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Taking a step back, Olivine quickly raised the box of supplies above his head and out of the way of the kids that stormed around the temple. “Careful there,” he warned, sighing out of concern when they didn’t seem to care about his scolding at all. However, Olivine couldn’t help but smile. They are just kids after all, he thought, taking a moment to watch one boy chase the other, reminiscing old memories from his own childhood.
“You can’t run away forever,” one of the boys threatened amidst laughter, panting heavily as he continued to chase his friend in circles in and out the temple. His quick footsteps echoed, just like the panicked, but happy, squeals of his friend that put up all his best efforts to escape the incoming demise. “I’m going to catch you!!”
The other squeaked, refusing to look back. “Nohohoh!!”
Olivine, already placing the box with the rest of the supplies gathered for that week, took a moment to appreciate that moment. To think the temple would become a place where kids could have fun like that under his care was truly heart-warming. The fondness of the priest’s gaze, however, only lasted until one of the boys tackled the other into the ground.
Olivine had seen that scene countless times before. Kids running around the temple was “forbidden” for a reason: it was always a matter of moments until someone started to cry, got hurt or broke something - if not the three of them at the same time. Olivine sighed, already looking around for a first aid kit, thinking if it would be a bruised knee or hand this time.
However, just when he was ready to jump into action, a certain sound announced the unexpected - but welcomed - turn of events. Just like seconds ago, one of the boys started laughing again, desperately tugging at his friend’s hands in a fruitless attempt to stop the ticklish attack. “AhAHAHah, n-nohOHo!! No tihihicklihing!”
Olivine stopped- no, froze on the spot as he heard that word. No one was harmed, he thought, so it should be fine. Still, there was something about it that made it hard for him to avert his gaze from that scene. It was just two friends goofing around, playing with each other, so why did he feel like his heart was beating faster?
“Say ‘uncle’ or I’m not stopping,” one of the boys cheered, nearly laughing as much as his friend as he seemed to enjoy having the upper hand on that moment. Olivine felt the back of his throat going dry for a strange reason - he could also feel a bit of heat spreading to his cheeks. By now he should have stepped in because of how loud those two were being and how they probably disturbed the other visitors, but he didn’t. The scene had already been deconstructed inside his mind, the place, the characters playing it, what they were saying - all of that didn’t matter anymore. There was just one word, one concept inside Olivine’s mind: tickling.
But why was he so heartstruck by such a thing?!
“Olivine? Hellooo? ~” Olivine blinked a few times as he saw a hand waving in front of his face, shaking his head as his mind slowly came back to reality. When he turned his attention to the side, he was met with Eiden’s confused eyes. “Are you ok? You seemed a bit lost just now…”
“Mr. Eiden, I-” Olivine stopped himself, letting out a shy sigh, “yes. I just got distracted for a moment and-”
“O-okahAHAY! Uncleheh! I sahahaid unclehehe!”
Olivine looked back to the two boys, remembering what he was supposed to do. With an apologetic smile, he turned to the Grand Sorcerer before resuming to speak again. “Just a moment.” 
Eiden chuckled, nodding and waiting patiently as Olivine walked over the loud duo, trying to look as serious as possible while giving a stern scolding about making a mess and playing inside the temple and how dangerous it could be.
“Sorry, father Olivine…” 
Eiden could hear them mutter, with their heads lowered. They were lucky, Eiden thought, if it was anyone else, they would probably be dragged outside by their ears, but Olivine let them go with a pat on top of their heads.
“Sigh, good thing they didn’t break anything this time,” Olivine chuckled, finally letting go of that serious and concerned facade that didn’t have the least to do with his true self. 
“Still, you always know how to handle this kind of thing. They didn’t seem sad at all when they left, but you still managed to scold them. As expected of our amazing Olivine ~”
“You’re too kind, mr. Eiden.” 
However, just when the priest thought it would be the end of their interaction, the Grand Sorcerer brought a topic back into their attention - this time a little more assertive about it. “Say it, Olivine, are you really ok? You are not overworking yourself again, are you?” 
“H-huh? What do you mean?” Olivine narrowed his eyes slightly, fearing he would have concerned Eiden somehow. “Thank you for worrying about me, but as you can see, I’m fine, mr. Eiden,” he said, as friendly as ever and wearing his usual bright and charming smile.
“Hmmm,” however, Eiden didn’t really seem to be convinced. In fact, it was pretty much like he hadn’t bought it at all. “Are you sure? You had such a distant gaze on your eyes and even seemed to be a little feverish…”
“I’m sorry that was the impression I gave you, mr. Eiden, but I was just distracte-”
“Perhaps,” Eiden interrupted, the concerned look on his face giving place to a smug, teasing grin, “you saw some hot guy wandering around the temple?” Eiden whispered, wiggling his eyebrows before starting to look around. “Where is he now? Does he work here as well?”
“W-what? Of course not, mr. Eiden!” Olivine gasped half offended, turning his head to the Grand Sorcerer with cheeks tainted in bright red from embarrassment. “I wouldn’t-”
“I know, I know, I'm just teasing you, hehe…” Eiden smiled brightly at him, but slowly let that expression fade into a more neutral one. “But if you don’t want to say it, then…”
“H-huh? Mr. Eiden?” Olivine chirped in confusion as Eiden held him by his wrist, pulling him gently before guiding out of the main hall of the temple. “Where are we going?” The priest gasped, trying to keep up with Eiden’s pace. The strange change of mood was somewhat unsettling, but Olivine knew there would be no harm in sticking around Eiden… right?
In a matter of seconds, they were far from others’ eyes. Eiden carefully guided the priest into one of the guests' rooms, making sure they would be by themselves. As soon as he stepped in, Olivine found himself trapped against the door, pinned down against the wooden surface by the very man he just decided to trust. Truth to be told, he couldn’t say something like that was unexpected.
“M-Mr. Eiden-”
“Well, you didn’t want to talk to me, so I thought I could… maybe… make a better offer?” Eiden smiled wickedly, not wasting a single second before pressing his lips on the contour of Olivine’s jaw, gently nuzzling at the side of his neck. “Would you please share it with me, O~li~vi~ne? ~”
“A-ah, Eiden..!” Olivine muttered in a rush, barely having time for the air to leave his lungs before pressing his lips shut, attempting to stop any embarrassing sound to escape so soon. Olivine reached for Eiden’s head with one hand, stroking his hair and gently scratching the back of his neck - mostly to encourage him, signing to go on. “I j-just- ah… I just got distracted-”
“By what?” Eiden interrupted, moving his head back to look at Olivine in the eyes. A piercing, demanding gaze made the priest weak at the knees, made him feel like his heart was being squeezed so hard that it would pop at any second. Oh, God of Klein, he thought, not sure if it was a prayer for mercy or to thank for having someone like Eiden in his life. “What did we talk about keeping secrets? I told you: you can share your desires with me, Olivine, all of them…”
Olivine went silent, turning his look to the side to avoid Eiden’s demanding gaze for a second. He indeed recalled hearing those words, having that conversation and the feeling of freedom, of weight being lifted from his shoulders when they, indeed, shared those ideas…
“W-well,” Olivine coughed, feeling his cheeks turning even hotter when Eiden seemed so focused about it. “You know those two kids I was talking to just now?” Eiden nodded, resting his chin on Olivine’s chest as he looked up to him, paying attention to every detail. Olivine sighed, “they were playing and- ahm, and one of them tickled the other and it made me think of…”
Olivine cringed so hard at what he was saying. The idea of Eiden listening to it didn’t help either, making the priest let out a sigh in embarrassment, taking a few seconds before continuing. “I-I mean, it’s just something fun and I used to play like that when I was younger and it’s been so long that… Well, I thought about it for a moment and, I-I imagine it would be fun?” Olivine stumbled over his own words, barely sure if what he was saying made sense. Yet, Eiden’s expression didn’t seem to change - the Grand Sorcerer kept the same relaxed, comforted smile, listening to him ever so carefully. “That’s just wishful thinking, I- no, we, as adults, have better things to do, no?”
“Olivine-”
“I know, it’s something so silly right, mr. Eiden?”
“Why would I think that?”
“H-huh?” Olivine looked down, seeing as Eiden stood back up with a confident expression. 
“Why would I think that’s silly? I told you I wanted to hear what you were thinking,” Eiden chuckled, kissing the priest’s cheek, holding him by his shoulders. “Don’t ever think I’d judge your interests like that, but since we are talking about it…” Eiden continued, sliding his hands down Olivine’s arms to hold both his hands. The Grand Sorcerer guided him to the middle of the room, closer to the tidied up bed.
“Tickling, hm? So you wanted to tickle me, Olivine?” Eiden suggested happily, sitting down on the bed and leaning back a bit, using his hands to support his body.
“W-well, no exactly…” Olivine giggled shyly, but as composed as ever. “Tickling you sounds intriguing, but I was actually thinking of getting-”
“Tickled?” Eiden hummed, leaning a bit closer to him. His eyes scanned Olivine from head to toe and a mischievous grin took place on his face.
“...yes,” Olivine nodded, already feeling butterflies on his stomach with anticipation. He knew Eiden was versed and familiar with a lot of exquisite things, so of course this wouldn’t be of any trouble to him - but there was something about the way he understood the assignment so rapidly that made Olivine doubt about what kind of ride he just signed in. “If you couhuhuld- ah!” 
With arms wrapped around his body, the priest giggled when he felt fingers wiggling around his stomach, testing out the waters - as if looking for the most ticklish spot. Eiden promptly rested his head on Olivine’s shoulder, which sent a shiver down the latter’s spine. Olivine laughed, holding onto Eiden’s wrists, but not trying to pry them off for a single second.
“Heheh, how does it feel? I don’t know why I didn’t try to tickle you sooner,” Eiden muttered in a monologue of his own, digging his fingers near Olivine’s waist. So far, his middle seemed like a good spot to target, specially close to the gemstone imbued into his body - guess that saying about the sensitivity being increased around them was true, after all. “Should I stop?”
“N-nohohoh ahahAHAhah, mr. Eheheiden, j-just slohohow down!” Olivine giggled, trying to scrunch up his shoulders as the mere fact of having Eiden’s head resting on one of them was making him feel ticklish already. With each stroke of Eiden’s fingers, Olivine felt like electricity ran across his body, making him laugh and squirm - in a good way.
“Hmmm, no, I don’t think I will,” Eiden chuckled, deciding to move one of his hands up and teasingly tickle Olivine just below his chest - which turned out to be more sensitive than he expected. “I didn’t know you had such a pretty laugh, I want to hear more, O~li~vi~ne~”
“AhahAHah, w-wahahait a secohohond!”
He should’ve known. Of course Eiden wouldn’t just play around a little and stop, he would take this “experience” to a whole other level - not that it was something to complain about, after all, it was something Olivine was looking for. Still, the priest couldn’t help but to be surprised in how quick Eiden found the right spots to make him breathless (well, in a different way from the other times when he had his breath taken away).
Eiden’s fingers continued to explore each inch of skin. Scratching Olivine’s sides, poking him in-between his ribs, blowing air against his ear and neck and even caressing his chest in that awfully ticklish manner. Olivine didn’t remember the last time he was tickled like that (nor that he was this ticklish, truth to be told), but, in the end, there was no way to deny how… good it felt.
“E-Eidehehen, plehehease! AhahahAHAha, m-my GohOHohod, wahahait a secohohond,” Olivine gasped between laughter, tiredly dropping his head down. He felt small tears of mirth clinging into his lashes while his heart was beating like it would pop out of his chest at any moment. 
Eiden leaned a bit forward, admiring the bright red tones on the priest’s cheeks. “What is wrong? I thought you wanted it, Olivine,” he chuckled, reducing the tickling to a couple of well aimed pokes around Olivine’s stomach and sides, keeping the other on the edge, not wanting him to completely recover from the previous onslaught.
“I d-dohoho, but I n-neehed to breheheath,” he whined light heartedly, using the last bits of strength to hold onto Eiden’s wrists.
The Grand Sorcerer smiled, moving his hands to bring Olivine into a tight, warm hug. Eiden pressed his cheek against Olivine’s, smiling while he sighed happily. “Fine, fine, we don’t want to overdo it, right? We can continue later if you want…”
“T-that, hahah… w-would be nice, indeed,” Olivine gasped, feeling like each of his limbs weighed a thousand pounds. His body was tired, but, at the same time, he felt an inexplicable warmth - a fuzzy and somewhat funny feeling. 
“So, while we wait…” Eiden muttered, pulling the priest down and pinning him against the mattress underneath them in the blink of an eye. Straddling his waist, the Grand Sorcerer looked down at him, one palm pressing against his chest while a malicious glow took place inside his eyes. “Why don’t we do something else?”
Olivine took a few seconds to process the whole thing, eyes wide open in shock completed his confused expression, but he soon understood Eiden’s intentions - and smiled. “Yes… Let’s do… something else, Eiden.”
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ticklygiggles · 26 days
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CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE 😍😍😍
I loooove Kaveh's expression omg such a ticklish cutie baby 🥺
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Commission to @xsezzie !!!
Thank you so much 🥹💞
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ticklygiggles · 27 days
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40 Yen well spent
By Spring | Chapter 4
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rika pokemon.. … (starts crying)
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