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Make way for prince Haru~!
One of my Twisted Wonderland original characters. He's the prince of a new kingdom I made called Nighttide. It's a mix of Tale Spin's Cape Suset, and the Jungle Book.
A third year in Savanaclaw, the prince takes luxury in staying in the private room of the dorm head's as they come close to celebrating their 3rd anniversary
Taking reference from Grimm Fairytale's Jungle Book, Haru is the adopted son of Shere Kirnu (referenced from Shere Khan), and as such, is part of the Shere Clan (it's in the comics.... Semi nsfw warning there).
He's based magic and design wise off of Bomani from the Grimm comics, and Isabella from Encanto.
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I thought I would give digital art a try again. Still suck with it, but it's a start..... the harder part is practicing it.
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Awwwwww!!!
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"Oh, you're sorry? Maybe I should do this every time you mock my cooking 🤔🙃" . Argh fuck it 😂🙈 I originally wanted to write a fic for this as well but I somewhat lost control over my life in October 😬😆 srsly.. there was just so much going on that I barely had time for anything, soooooo for now here's the art post at least 🙄🤣🙈 Yeah. I hope you enjoy it anyway 🙃🙃🙃
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Request from @gladdygirl18 😊 I know you said tickle fight and not one-sided destruction... 😂🙈 But honestly 🤣🙏 This outfit has to be the tickly equivalent of ~ bringing knives to a gun fight 🤣🙈👌 I hope you like it 🤭💖
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SR Rook Hunt Port Wear Voice Lines
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Summon Line: Let us bring a smile to each and every person who comes to the Port Fest by playing our music for them!
Groooovy!!: Even after the Port Fest comes to a close, I won't ever forget the time we all spent together.
Home: Time to raise the curtain to begin the Port Fest!
Home Idle 1: Monsieur Tough Guy's facial expressions are too stiff. How can we relieve that tension...? Oh, I have it. To help him learn how to smile, let's say we tickle him!
Home Idle 2: It seems as though Monsieur Dandelion will be taking home all of our failed dishes. It is good that there will be no wastefulness.
Home Idle 3: Monsieur Spontané was wistfully staring out at the ocean. I thought perhaps he was feeling homesick, but he was simply hunting a school of fish.
Home Idle - Login: With the dazzling sunshine, the refreshing sea breeze, and the upbeat music, this is coming out to be an absolutely fantastic Port Fest!
Home Idle - Groovy: I think I will also try to capture some memories of the Port Fest with my camera. How about... a candid picture of our Trickster stuffing their cheeks full of food?
Home Tap 1: Since the sunlight is harsh on a beachfront, hats are essential. However, the sea breeze is also strong, so we must make sure to not let them get blown away.
Home Tap 2: The sound of the waves hitting the port is also somewhat of a musical sound. It is a melody that soothes anyone who listens to it.
Home Tap 3: I heard that churros are star-shaped in order to increase the surface area, so it can be heated completely to its core. Both its practicality and shape are so pleasing...
Home Tap 4: I once attended a festival that had a game where you could win a prize by hitting it using a bow and arrow. When I ended up hitting every single one, the stall owner couldn't help but cry.
Home Tap 5: How about you join me in decorating the food stand? We'll make it surreal! And simplistic! With a dash of something avant-garde!
Home Tap - Groovy: I've come to pick you up, Trickster. How did I know your whereabouts? Fufu, I simply predicted it based on your behavioral patterns.
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Requested by Princess.
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reblog if you're a sfw tickle blog
i want to follow every single one of you cuties because I want my dashboard to be absolutely flooded in word content
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Rules:
I DO NOT DO P*DOPHILIC, ABUSIVE, OR SEXUAL CONTENT ON THIS BLOG.
I have minors who read my work and will not be the cause espouse to more mature things for them. 
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Apart from that, go crazy.
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I love this. Yes, help young girls feel more comfortable in their own bodies. Beat down the toxicity we're told about what it generally means for us.
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“How do you feel?” “I feel… like the kid who’s gonna kick some serious butt in this talent show. Period.” | BAYMAX
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I love this 💖💖💖
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I rise from the dead to say that Twisted wonderland is adorable and hurts me at the same time-
So why not balance that with some Lee!Jamil and Ler!Kalim 🧎‍♀️🤲💞
Also a happy birthday to Mr. Sea Otter Kalim!!
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The one time she doesn’t want to be involved with the Anti-Lucifer League and it’s with an accidental mix up with the plan—
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Current Fandoms
Arcane
Attack on Titan
Dramatical Murder
Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All
Pokemon
Promare
Resident Evil
Sk8 the Infinity
Stardew Valley
The Arcana
Twisted Wonderland
Rules:
I DO NOT DO P*DOPHILIC, ABUSIVE, OR SEXUAL CONTENT ON THIS BLOG.
I have minors who read my work, and I will not be the cause of exsposure to more mature things for them. 
Ships are fine so long as they are age appropriate (Ex: no Eren x Levi, no protagonist x champion/gym leader who’s 18 or over, no people of any adopted or biological relation being romantically put together.) and non incestuous (No adopted or biological relatives. Ex: Mikasa x Eren, Cuphead x Mugman, Claire x Chris)
Apart from that, go crazy.
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Heya! I absolutely love your stories! I was wondering if you could do a fic of Shouto and Dabi having a tickle fight? If so, thanks! If not, I understand. Thanks for taking your time to read this!💕
Bonds of Blood
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Characters: Shoto Todoroki, Touya Todorki (Dabi)
A/N: Sorry if this is a bit awkward. I couldn't really think of many scenarios. Spoiler warnings ahead. I fell out of my Hero a while ago and I'm not sure exactly where the anime is yet but yes.
Description: Shoto runs into a bit of trouble during his walk home at night from school. However, it seems he has a bit of a "guardian" watching out for him.... but not without reward.
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Shoto glared at the tall figure standing over him, lips pursed, fists clenched. "Well now, what do we have here," a familiar voice sang out as they began to walk around the smaller. Shoto felt panic start to rise in him as his older, allegedly dead brother started to circle around him. "Touya," Shoto grumbled as he tried to keep his eyes on the other.
"So, you remember my name," Dabi said in fake astonishment. He cockily bowed before snorting. "I thank you for such... recognition." The smaller felt a blend of emotions boil inside of him. He had missed his train and decided to walk home, only to be jumped by a low life thug.
However, the thug failed to realize that just because this boy came from wealth, didn't mean he was defenseless. But before Shoto could react, a blaze of blew sent the man running; leaving his knife behind. A knife that Touya retrieved as he came up from his bow. "Huh, that guy was really all bark and no bite." He tossed the dull blade over his shoulder before approaching the smaller.
"What do you want," Shoto growled, his hand starting to burn up. "I just wanted to stop by and say hi to my little bro, ya know?" Shoto swung. Rather unexpected but like hell if he trusted his brother. "Whoa!" Dabi avoided the punch before letting out a laugh of amusement.
Was this kid serious? "I just save you from a laughing stalk wielding a butter knife, and that's how you thank me?" Shoto braced himself for an attack, but Dabi just stared at him, studying him. He eventually turned on his heel to leave. "Well, whatever Sho. Nice seeing you again." Shoto was stunned, beyond confused. He shook his head before letting out a rather bold yell.
"So what? That's it? You run away for how many years, then try to kill Natsuo... no, even worse." Shoto felt so much rage building inside of him. "You hired someone to kill our brother. You couldn't be bothered to do it yourself!"
Dabi stopped before turning on his heel once again with a rather freaky smirk and lidded eyes. "Like I didn't know the old man was gonna save him." What? Shoto's stunned expression lured Dabi in closer. "If you remember, the guy wanted Endeavor to kill him. Why do you think I sent a clown like him as opposed to a skilled hit man to 'kill' our brother?"
Shoto wasn't following; which was no surprise to the older. He stood inf ront of Shoto now and bent down slightly to meet his brother's height. "If I wanted Natsuo dead, he'd be dead. What I wanted was for Endeavor to kill that guy, for Endeavor to get a bad rep. Got it? I want him to fall, and for all his little secrets to be aired out," Dabi said while mockingly poking his younger brother in the stomach.
Shoto flinched, but his eyes were wide. He pushed the prodding hand away, but his reaction merely made Dabi smile like the Cherise Cat. "Uh oh," Dabi said teasingly. "Don't tell me, wait. Is little, baby Shoto Todoroki still ticklish?" Shoto tensed. Shoto went to hit him again, but this time his wrist was grabbed and he was twisted so that the older was now behind him.
Panic struck first before an intense urge to laugh. Dabi wasted no time searching for a reaction as ten fingers started moving up and down his little brother's sides. Shoto let out a laugh in his surprise before quickly trying to cover his mouth while pushing the hands away.
"Ah, ah , ah," Touya teased. "You think you can get away that easily little Sho? Remember, I'm still your big brother." Oh no. Shoto felt himself being fully turned around as his brother pulled him in to an awkward hug. His back was to Dabi's front as arms held him tightly. He felt the other's warm air touch his ear, causing him with a mix of fear and anger. "Which means," Dabi said tauntingly, "I know all your worst and most ticklish spots."
Oh no. Dabi quickly moved to either side of ribs, squeezing and scratching at them the best he could with his brother's school uniform on. Shoto turned his head away form his brother's amused smirk while he tried to break free.
"H...He-eh.... s-st.....grrr...mmm!" This only amused the older more as he moved up higher, causing the duo color eyes of the younger to widen. Shoto let out a strangled squeal as he tried to compose himself. However, his underarms were just too sensitive. He felt his knees weaken quickly and his face heat up as the older got the better of him.
Finally, Dabi was rewarded with what he had been searching for: laughter. Shoto let out a genuine, adorable laugh as he weakened against his brother's grasp. His head fell back onto the other, as did most of his body weight; which Touya was not expecting.
The older stopped to quickly balance them before letting out a small sound of annoyance. However, this was Shoto's opportunity. He turned and quickly threw his bag at his brother before awkwardly running towards the nearest busy street.
Once he reached the sounds of people and business, he turned back to see... nothing. Letting out a small sigh, he frowned. He kind of enjoyed the bonding moment, but without knowledge of his brother's motives.... he didn't want to risk falling into a trap.
However, finally arriving in his room, he was met with quite the surprise as his school bag sat waiting for him with a to go container of cold soba. Maybe his brother wasn't all evil after all.
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Hello! I have a prompt, if you are still taking them. It's for the pairing ShinDeku where Midoriya keeps taking all of Shinsou's hoodies and never returning them. When Shinsou finds out where all of his hoodies have gone (in Midoriya's closet) he tickles him as a punishment for never giving them back.
Hoodie Thief
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Characters: Izuku Midoriya/Hitoshi Sinsho
Description: Shinso seeks vengeance for his missing clothing.
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"Midoriya," Shinso said rather tiredly as he looked in the other's closet . Innocently, Izuku looked up from his All Might magazine and cocked his head. "Is something wrong Shinso?" The taller gave him a look before motioning to the closet. "What's this?" Deku's eyes widened as he bit his lip.
"Oh," he laughed sheepishly as he scrunched up into his shoulder's slightly. "Wonder how those got in there." Shinso sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before turning to start pulling hangers out of the other's wardrobe. "I was wondering where my hoodies have been disappearing too. I thought Eri was stealing them though." His little sister did like to occasionally steal his over sized, cozy sweaters for naps and just comfort in general.
Deku blushed with slight embarrassment as he sat up to aid the other. "Ah, sorry. I guess I got kind of carried away," he giggled. As he approached, Shinso glanced at him with a smirk before turning and pouncing on the walking broccoli. Deku let out a squeal of surprise as clothing and plastic went flying in the air as the weight the purple haired boy hit him.
Blinking away the surprise, Deku felt his face heat up as Shinso sat on his waist with a smirk. "So, think this crime is a laughing matter," the taller teased. The shorter brought his sweater covered hands to his face to hide his flustered anticipation. "No, no I don't," he giggled out, already knowing where this was going.
He felt fingers touching down on his tummy and that was the end. Screams of laughter echoed throughout the door room, startling all those near by as poor Midoriya tried to dislodge the other and free himself from the gentle and playful punishment his boyfriend was teasing him with.
Shinso kept this up until tears of mirth started to fall from gently crinkled eyes and flow down rosy, red cheeks. Deku was whining and snorting, gently pushing at the offending hands to release him. With a laugh, Shinso did before starting to collect his discarded clothing that had fallen to the ground rather messily. "Heh... mmm..... you suck," Midoriya groaned as he covered his face with an arm. "Yeah, yeah," Shinso chuckled before reaching over and prodding at the soft, freckle covered strip of tummy that was revealed from the previous movement.
Izuku let out a small squeal once again before glaring at the taller and protecting his torso. His glare soon turned into a soft smile as he was given a soft kiss on the cheek before the taller moved to place the newly acquired items aside. "Can you move," Shinso asked as he bent down to help the other up. However, Midoriya had other plans.
He reached up to pull the taller down, being sure to not speak in fear of allowing Shinso to use his quirk. With a cute giggle and a tiny smirk, the green haired male looked down at the tired boy with determination. It was his turn.
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Brain full, only Simeon with a ticklish back,,,,, just,,,all the snorts the guy lets out,,,,I already heard his chuckles and laughs here and there so I know what I’m doing 🧍‍♀️
(The girl is named Basil, who is my MC )
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Been a while for tickle art and was debating to show this one, but GODDAMN IT ITS TOO CUTE NOT TO POST 🥺💞
My MC, Basil, being tickled by Asmodeus, Beel, and Belphie. Basil became my comfort character very fast from the many ideas I have with her😔💞💞
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I just saw Sentence Starters open (sorry I’m quick-) and I also saw that you have Obey Me on your Fandom List! I was wondering if you could do Lee!Beel with and Ler of your choice (Luci if you can’t think of anyone else, don’t want to pressure you)
For the Sentence Starter, “That was my cake! Oh you are so dead!!”
This was a bit of a challenge! Hope it turned out okay! ^^'
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“That was my cake! Oh, you are so dead!” Mammon screeched, nearly vaulting himself over the coffee table to lunge at his younger brother.
Beel yelped in surprise as he was shoved into the nearest armchair, fingers wiggling deep in his sides before he knew what was happening. “Ah! Mahahahahammon, wait! I was so huhuhuhuhungry! Please, I dihihihihihidn’t mean it!”
“Yeah, right!” Mammon snapped, mostly playful but still irritated. “I paid good money for that cake. It was a specialty. It wasn’t meant for you to eat just because you felt like it!”
“It tahahahahahasted greheheheheat, if that hehehehehehelps…”
“Why would that help me?!” Mammon shoved his hands up into Beel’s underarms, grinning wickedly when the redhead began cackling in earnest. “You jerk! You owe me a new cake!”
“Okahahahahahahay, okay! I’ll buhuhuhuhuhuy you a new ohohohohone! Just stohohohohohop!” Beel pleaded, laughing and squirming in his seat. “Mahahahahahammon!”
“What’s going on in here?” Belphie muttered sleepily, entering the living room with a yawn. “I could hear you from our bedroom.”
“Your brother ate my cake!” Mammon growled, still tickling.
Belphie blinked. “Are you surprised? And he’s your brother, too.”
“Yeah, so?!”
“Ahahahahahahaha! Behehehehehelphie, make him stohohohohohohop!” Beel cried, reaching out for his twin. “Please!”
Belphie took in the situation before him, considered for a long moment, then shrugged. “Sorry, bro. I don’t feel like having Mammon turn on me, too. Besides, you do this often enough, you kind of had it coming way before now anyway.”
Eventually Mammon did stop tickling his poor younger brother – but only after he’d laughed and begged and promised to buy him several different things in exchange for the delicious slice of cake he’d consumed without permission.
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Uwah hi!! Asking anonymously because I’m too embarrassed to not jfbdbfjd, but I’ve been really into obey me and I crave context lmaoo. My mom also won’t let me have the game so I’m living vicariously through fics. Idk if you do reader insert stuff, if so, maybe some sort of drabble with the brothers and the reader? If not that’s fine I also just love any brother content hfhdhfj. My favs are Satan, Asmo, and Belphie hfhdhdhd ok bye I am nervous just from writing thissss <3
Wake Up
Fandom: Obey Me!
Characters: Tickler!Reader and Ticklish!Asmo and Belphie and Beel
Aww, don't be nervous, Anon!! I hope one day you'll be able to play!!
And broooo, I adore Satan and Asmo, too!! They're so cute! I like Belphie, as well ofc. Just not as much as the others shjkfd
I hope you enjoy this, though <33
EDIT: I forgot to mention that I based this fic off of lesson 55-3 lol There shouldn’t be any major story spoilers, though.
This is a tickle fic btw
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You loomed over Belphegor, who was fast asleep, tangled in sheets, blankets, pillows, and who knows what else. Waking up Belphie had always been a daunting task, but thankfully, you had Beel and Asmo to help.
A frown tugged on Asmo’s lips as he flicked the light on, but that did little to stir the sleepyhead in his bed. “Why do I have to come with you to wake up Belphie?” He stood at the door, ready to leave at a moment’s notice.
“I don’t want him to miss breakfast, and we need all the help we can get,” Beel responded. He gently tugged on the blanket that was currently wrapped around Belphie’s legs. It was a miracle he could sleep in such an uncomfortable position at all, but then again, Belphie was known for napping in the oddest places. You remembered a particular incident when you had found Belphie sleeping upside-down behind one of Satan’s bookcases, which was a miracle in of itself, considering how narrow the space was.
You looked at Asmo and made sure to put on your best puppy dog eyes, “Please, help us, Asmo? I promise I’ll let you paint my nails later if you do.”
Asmo pouted, but one look at you made his resolve melt away. You couldn’t help but smirk as he groaned, “Aw, you know I can’t resist you when you’re acting all cute like that, darling!” he walked away from the door to pinched your cheek, “I will hold you to that promise, though.” Asmo turned toward Belphie and ripped away his pillow, causing Belphie’s head to hit the bed with a resounding ‘thump.’ He grunted but still didn’t wake up.
“Hey,” Beel protested, “You shouldn’t be so harsh on him…”
“Then how do you suppose I wake him up?”
“We have to use force,” You agreed with Asmo, palming your fist. You were joking, mostly, but that did nothing to wipe the sudden look of alarm on Beel’s face.
Beel shook his head, “No, we can’t do that to poor Belphie,” You had to admit that you admired Beel’s love for his twin, but there were times when it could get a tad annoying, “ We need to do something gentler, like tickling.”
“Tickling?” Asmo pondered for a moment, then shrugged, “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try.” He skittered his fingers along Belphie’s stomach and sides. When Belphie’s only response was a loud snore, Asmo scoffed and placed his hands on his hips, “Okay, this isn’t working.”
“That’s because you’re doing it wrong.”
Asmo stared at you incredulously, “What do you mean ‘wrong’?”
You laughed like it was the most obvious thing in the world, “You need to do it like this!” At the last word, you tackled Asmo to the ground. He let out a surprised yelp and fell. As you drilled your hands into his underarms, it took a moment for a stunned Asmo to finally catch his bearings and let out a squeak in alarm.
“Wahahait!” he giggled, as he tried to break free, but he couldn’t get very far with you sitting on top of him “Ahahaha!”
“Stop that. We’re supposed to be waking up Belphie, not tickling Asmo.”
“Listen to Beel! Listen to Beel!” Asmo shouted in between peals of laughter, as he squirmed from your touch
You moved over to his ribs, and Asmo took this opportunity to death grip your arms. That did little to dissuade you from scratching at the sensitive area, eliciting another sweet giggle from the demon. “I am, I am,” you said halfheartedly, reaching behind to run your fingers underneath his legs, “I’m just teaching Asmo how to--”
A high-pitched squeal interrupted you, and you marveled in amazement at the sound Asmo had just made. “NAHAHAHA!” He tossed his head back and laughed. As an experiment, you reached your other hand behind you to brush your fingers near his thighs. The reaction was the same: a squeal followed by a flurry of laughter.
He brought his legs up to stop you from targeting his thighs, but that just gave you better access to his knees, which you took advantage of. This time, Asmo screamed. You said in disbelief, “Maybe the noise alone will wake Belphie up.”
As if on cue, you heard a groan from the bed, “What’s...all this about?” You glanced up to see a bleary-eyed Belphie sit up and give you the death glare. He was one to talk, considering his serious case of bedhead and everything.
Beel’s smile contrasted the other’s sour look, “Good morning, Belphie,” he muttered as he used his fingers to comb through Belphie’s tangled locks, “Breakfast is ready.” Belphie let out a small smile and leaned into his twin’s touch.
“Mmm, thanks, Beel.”
You stopped tickling Asmo and stood up. “Glad to see that you’re finally awake, Sleeping Beauty!” you smiled and poked him square in the stomach. Turning a nice shade of pink, he chuckled and smacked your hand away. Whether or not Belphie was blushing due to the nickname of being tickled was only for himself to know.
“Ugh, you know, I adore having your hands on me,” Asmo grunted as he stood up, still a little sweaty and out of breath, “but could you please not ruin my hair in the process? I mean, look at it!” He pointed at his strawberry blonde curls, which were currently frizzy and wild due to being dragged along the floor from all of Asmo’s squirming.
It could have easily rivaled Belphie’s hair in terms of messiness. You quickly glimpsed back at the demon who was currently mourning his loss of sleep. Nope, you concluded, Belphie’s was still worse.
You smiled sweetly, “Aw, come on, you had fun, didn’t you?”
His cheeky smile was all the answer you needed, but he quickly frowned again. “Yes, but after all the stress you put me through, I think I also need to paint your toes as compensation.” You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, but you agreed anyway. It was the least you could do.
His wide smile returned, as he grabbed your wrist and dragged you out of the bedroom, “Great! Call it a spa day!”
“Wait!” you protested, leaving the twins behind, “What about breakfast?” But you still allowed him to drag you out nonetheless.
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If your still doing requests maybe ler!Belphie and lee!Beel: Belphie trying to keep Beel quite about a prank he wants to pull on Lucifer :0
i really liked writing this one :D sorry for the wait, i hope you like it!
BELPHIE X BEEL (PLATONIC) TICKLE FIC ---------------
“Don’t you dare snitch to Lucifer, Beel. I won’t forgive you if you do!”
The twins were in their room, Belphie defensively blocking the door to prevent Beel from going out. Earlier today, he had tried once again to pull a prank on Lucifer, this time by leaving a bucket of water on top of the eldest’s office door. Surprisingly, the Avatar of Pride fell for the simple hoax and ended up wet from head to toe. Unfortunately for himself, Lucifer was running on 2 hours of sleep that day, overloaded with work and stress, and happened to let his guard down. Something you should never do in the House of Lamentation.
Safe to say, he was fuming, trying to find whoever pulled that prank on him. If Belphie was found out, he knew nothing good would come out of it, which is why he was desperately trying to keep Beelzebub from telling the truth to their darling older brother.
“But Belphie, Mammon ended up getting blamed…That’s not fair for him.” Beel objected, staring at Belphegor with apologetic eyes. The younger twin huffed angrily, shooting his brother yet another glare. Since when did Beel stand up for Mammon?
“Why do you suddenly want to defend Mammon?! Who cares if that idiot gets in trouble, he’s probably hiding something from Lucifer and would’ve gotten punished anyway.”
“Well, he gave me a BLT sandwich he got from Simeon today…Those are my favorite.” Beel explained with a smile, his stomach rumbling just from the thought.
Belphie felt panic rise in his stomach. He knew that when Beel was bribed with food, it was over. Nothing he could say would make the Avatar of Gluttony change his mind, and Belphie desperately racked his brain for another idea.
Suddenly, it hit him.
“Beel…If you say anything to Lucifer, I’m going to tickle you.”
There was a pause. Beelzebub stared at Belphegor, a surprised expression adorned on his face.
“Don’t make me do it, Beel.” Belphie threatened, causing his twin to take a few steps back.
Beelzebub was looking at Belphegor nervously, as if weighing options in his head. He was aware that his twin knew about all of his worst spots, and getting tickled by him would be torture. But on the other hand, he didn't want to betray Mammon...
While Beel was lost in thought, Belphie sprung into action, catching the redhead by surprise when all 10 of Belphie's fingers dug into his sides.
The effect was instant, Beel broke out into sweet laughter, trying to pry Belphie's hands away without hurting him. The purple-haired demon smiled victoriously, knowing that Beel was too focused trying not to kick him to escape.
“Behelphie! Ahahaha!”
Hearing his twin’s genuine laugh brought a smile to Belphie’s face. It’s been a while since they messed around like this, just pure lighthearted fun. After their fall from grace things seemed to be more tense around them, so seeing his twin laugh happily made Belphie laugh along. He switched from Beel’s sides to his stomach and ribs, and the redhead’s giggles turned into full on belly laughter.
“GYAHAHAH! BEHEHELPHIE PLEAHAHASE! Stahahap!”
Tears of mirth filled Beel’ eyes, along with a blush. In reality, he didn’t mind being tickled by his brothers at all, especially Belphie. He, too, missed these fun moments they used to share and was more than happy to let go of the tension and laugh freely.
“Hehe, Beel, I forgot how ticklish you are. I’ll stop only if you promise not to tell Lucifer!”
“Tell me what?”
…Uh-oh.
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