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aticklishpercivalwriter · 15 days

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Taking Down an Oni - Part 1

Surprise Visit - Part 0 Taking Down an Oni - Part 1 (This Post)

Summary: Itto becomes The One and Ticklish Oni. In other words, he loses a tickle fight.

A/N: Here’s part one you’ve all been waiting for! It was fun writing Itto, especially with his event that appeared. As always, enjoy!

Word Count: 1421

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A minute hadn’t even passed when Itto rushed into a random room with a half-hearted struggling Kazuha before going to town scribbling his sides.

“IHIHIHITTO! AHAHAHAHAHA!” Kazuha immediately laughed, trying to pull out of the clutches of the almighty Oni. “NAHAHAHA!”

The rapid pinches on his sides and fluttering of fingers on his belly had him weakening against Itto’s hold and his knees struggling to keep him upright.

“Hahaha! Still as ticklish as I remember, Kaz!” Itto grinned. “Say…are you still ticklish here?”

Itto started crawling his hands up towards Kazuha’s armpits, shooting ticklish anticipation through his body.

“Wait! WAIT! WAhahaHAIT! NoHOT THEhereHE! DOhoHOn’t GOhoho THEHERE!”

He started squirming with newfound energy as Itto’s fingers slowly walked up his sides toward their target. His laughter increasing in pitch and panicking by the second because he knows Itto will be merciless.

“Getting closer~ And closer~”

“I-ItoHO!”

Kazuha willed his eyes shut and did his best to keep his mouth closed, not wanting to give Itto the satisfaction of his laughter.

“Playing tough guy are we, huh?” Itto teased. “Sorry to burst your bubble, Kazu-bro, but I’m winning this one because I am Arataki ‘Numero Uno’ Itto!”

With that, he drilled right into the center of Kazuha’s hollows, igniting his skin with ticklishness that went straight to his brain.

Kazuha’s eyes shot open and he let out a shriek of laughter.

“IHIHI- AHAHAHAHA! NO NO NOHOHOHOHO! GAHAHAHA! IHIHIHITOHOHOHO!” His legs finally gave out and he slumped against Itto’s chest.

“Haha! Now there's your laughter!” Itto laughed. “The One and Oni strikes again! Laugh me your praises!”

Suddenly, two figures rush through the open doorway. A flash of teal catches Itto’s eye before he feels a large weight impact him from behind and hang on to him.

“Oof!”

Kazuha slipped from his grasp and fell right into Xiao's waiting arms.

“Xiao!?” Itto yelped in surprise. “Wait, then who is behIND MEHEHE?! GAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!”

“Woah!” His tickler exclaimed, excitedly. “I didn't know that you of all people would be ticklish!”

“GAHAHAHAMIHIHING!?” Itto laughed, recognizing the voice. “AHAHAHAHA!”

“That's me!” He chuckled, digging between Itto's armpit and upper ribs. “You need something?”

“GEHEHE- GAHAHAHA! NO NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHA! GEHET OHOFF OF MEHEHEHE! NAHAHAHA!”

While Itto laughed and danced around goofily, Xiao laid Kazuha down on the carpeted floor and checked on him.

“Hey, are you okay?” Xiao asked.

Kazuha tiredly grinned, “Never better. Kick Itto’s ass would you?”

Xiao let out a deep chuckle, “Was planning on i-”

“Aah, oof!”

Gaming landed beside them rubbing his back.

“Ow… that was a wild ride,” he groaned, his eyes widening when he saw Itto approaching.

“Wait! Wait!” He tried to scramble to his feet. “D-dohon’t come any clohoser! AAH!”

Itto grabbed his legs and pulled him towards himself, smirking down at him as he tried to crawl away.

“Where are you going buddy?~” Itto teased, spidering his fingers under Gaming's knees.

“HEHEHEHAHAHA! NOHOHO!” Gaming shrieked, trying to kick out of Itto's grip to no avail. “IHIHITOHOHO!”

“That was a bold move you pulled on me, but it's going to take more than that to bring this Oni down!” Itto boisterously laughed.

“XIAHAHAO! HEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!” Gaming called out, laughing uncontrollably when Itto went after his hips.

Xiao, who was amused at the scene before him, decided to take pity on Gaming and went to squeeze Itto’s sides.

“Ahahaha! Xiahahao!” Itto doubled over in laughter, letting go of Gaming in favor of shielding himself and rushing to the other side of the room.

“Ushi, protect me!”

He brought Ushi out and Ushi went in between Itto and the other two. When Xiao or Gaming made a move toward Itto, Ushi was always there blocking their path.

“If I teleport or you jump over, Ushi will be after one of us and we don't know what Ushi might do to us,” Xiao pondered in thought. “And Itto is too much to handle for one of us only.”

“Hmm,” Gaming thought. “Ooh! I have an idea! Man Chai can lure Ushi away!”

“Man who?” Itto asked, confused.

Gaming didn't give a response and instead brought Man Chai out.

“Man Chai, take care of Ushi for us?”

Man Chai moved around enthusiastically before getting Ushi’s attention and flying across the room, Ushi chasing after him.

Itto panicked as his last line of defense disappeared and ran towards the door as both Gaming and Xiao came at him. Anticipating this, Gaming jumped towards the door and blocked it, making Itto skid to a stop.

“Where are you going buddy?~” Gaming teased, copying him from before.

“Ack! A-Away from you!” Itto squeaked.

“Are you sure about that?” A deep voice rumbled behind him, making goosebumps rise along his skin.

“L-Little Dude. I- WHA!”

Xiao grabbed both Itto and Gaming and teleported them next to Kazuha who was still down for the count.

“I will never get used to thaHAHAT!”

Itto barked out a laugh as he was brought down by Xiao and Gaming. Gaming raises his arms and sits on them and Xiao straddles his hips.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me ‘Little Dude’?” Xiao grumbled, going straight towards Itto’s ribs.

“AHAHAHA! LIHIHI- GAHAHAHA! OKAY, OKAHAHAY! XIAO! XIAHAHAO! THAHAHAT’S MYHYHY WOHOHORST SPOHOT!”

“I chose it for a reason,” a small mischievous grin made its way to Xiao’s face as he wiggled his fingers in between the ticklish bones.

“I wonder,” Gaming started. “Are your horns ticklish too, Itto?”

He was idly gliding his fingers along Itto's shoulder, but slowly moving them up towards his horns. Xiao toned down his tickling, also curious if Itto's horns were ticklish.

The Oni shook his head wildly. Whether it was to answer Gaming's question or because of the ticklish sensations running across his body, Gaming didn't wait for a verbal answer and instead went to rub them.

“Hehehey ihihi ahahaham nohohot a pehet thahat neheheheeds RUHUHUBS! AHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! OHOHOHO GOHOHOD! GAHAHA- AHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAMIHIHING! GAHAHAHAMI- AHAHAHA!” Itto squealed. He frantically tried to free his arms to cover his face and smother the ticklish sparks but they didn't budge.

“Jackpot!” Gaming grinned, with sparkles in his eyes. Enthusiastically, he also added little scratches, nothing that would leave marks or pain.

“MPHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT’S BAHAHAHAD! BAHAHAHAD! AHAHA-! NO! NOHOHOHO! EHEHEHEHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA! XIAHAHAHAO! EHEHAHAHA!” Itto hid his face in his shoulder to muffle his laughs, but Xiao scritched under his chin and went after his neck causing him to sway his neck from side to side.

“You are quite the ticklish Oni,” Xiao observed. “I thought your ribs were your most ticklish spot, but it's actually your horns.”

Kazuha, who has mostly recovered, slowly crawled over towards Itto's hips, nudging Xiao’s legs for him to move. Xiao obliged, moving off to Itto's side, spidering his fingers along the Oni’s armpits.

A tired smirk crossed Kazuha's face as he put his chin on his stomach and looked at Itto.

“Itto!~” Kazuha called out over his laughter. “Revenge is sweet.”

Kazuha planted his lips right on top of his navel and blew.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE AHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Itto was a goner, shaking his head and laughing hysterically. The teasing touches zapping ticklish sensations through his body.

“HEHEHEHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAIT WAHAHAI- AHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHITS TOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUCH! GUYS! GUHUHUYS! HAHAHAHAHA!” Itto couldn't concentrate on trying to escape. His three skilled opponents were driving him crazy. Xiao scribbled his armpits, Gaming rubbed along his horns, and Kazuha blew maddening raspberries. They all turned him into a puddle of hysterical laughter.

“MERCY! MEHEHERCY! IHIHI GIHIHIVE!” The mighty Oni surrendered. “YOUHUHU GUHUHUYS WIHIHIN! AHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!”

They let up, satisfied smiles etched on their faces as Itto gulped in some needed air and giggled at the ghost sensations.

“So,” Gaming started. “Should we call you ‘The One and Ticklish Oni’?”

Kazuha laughed and Xiao let out a small chuckle, while Itto groaned.

“I knew you guys would say something like that.” He pouted, bringing a hand to his face.

“Though,” Itto smirked, letting his hand fall from his face, revealing mischief running through his eyes. “The fight is not over yet. One of us hasn't been tickled yet.”

He glanced over at Xiao who felt goosebumps rise along his skin and a wobbly grin taking shape on his face as he crawled backward.

“I-I need to- nohoho! Dohohon't dohoho thiHIHIHIS! GAHAHAHA!”

The tickle fight continued, all of them getting their fair share of tickles as their laughs resonated around the room.

And away from the chaos was Ushi and Man Chai just vibing together.

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tyrant-tales · 2 months

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Vile Liquid

A/n: Thank you @powerrangers15 for this idea because GENIUS. Sooooo this is made with Xingyun in mind, but it does not have to be read that way if you don't want to! Enjoy!

Wordcount: 1.7k

Lees: Gaming, Chongyun, Xingqui and partially Zhongli

Lers: Zhongli, Gaming, Xingqui, and partially Madame Ping

Prompt: How rude!

♡~~~♡~~~♡

Normally, seeing Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming running down the streets of Liyue Harbor was nothing out of the ordinary. Today, however, watching old man Zhongli chase after them was different.

How did they get in this predicament? Well, somebody (cough cough, Xingqui, cough cough) thought it would be funny to give the old man coffee instead of tea, which didn't end well. Zhongli took one sip and immediately glared daggers at the teen. Gaming and Chongyun didn't actually do anything, but Xingqui dragged them into the whole mess.

So now, there they were. Sprinting between crowds and taking any shortcuts to lose their tail.

"Why did you drag us into this?" Chongyun groaned while turning a sharp corner.

"You were willing to let me suffer all alone?" Xingqui pouted, "Besides, I always drag you into things."

Gaming just laughed, "C'mon, it's not like you mind it anyways!"

Chongyun stayed quiet, continuing to run as if his life depended on it. For all he knew, it did.

All three teens kept their pace but came to an abrupt stop. They'd run straight into a dead end. Right as they turned to run, Zhongli stepped into view and blocked their exit.

"It appears you can't run anymore," Zhongli chuckled. Xingqui stepped back into the wall, whereas the other two kept their stance.

Chongyun looked back at his friends, one looked slightly worried and the older one just smiled. Of course, they all knew the old man wouldn't hurt them, but slight fear still settled in.

"So? Who's idea was it?" The eldest asked.

Chongyun sighed and stepped forward. Hoping to protect his friend, he lied, "It was mine," His friends' heads shot over to him.

"But it wasn't? It was mine," Xingqui defended, as he walked up next to the two teens.

"It wasn't mine, but I did think it was kind of funny, I won't lie," Gaming admitted.

"What I am hearing is that all three of you had at least some part of it," Zhongli shook his head, "Vile liquid, truly."

The youngest teen laughed quietly.

"I see this is still funny to you."

"Just a bit, yes."

"Why don't I give you something better to laugh about, then?" The former Archon tackled Xingqui to the floor. Which didn't take a lot of effort, considering how Zhongli dwarfed the younger in both height and strength.

"AGH! Hey, hey! Wait! Ihim sohorry!!!" He pleaded, immediately giggling when the old man scribbled against his sides.

"I do believe it is a little late for that," He paused to glance at the other two staring in awe, "if you both try to run again, it'll be worse for you."

After that, they both decided against trying to escape. So they just stared at their friend.

"I feel kind of bad, but he had it coming." Gaming said.

Chongyun pulled out a popsicle and started to eat it, he seemed to be blushing, "I never feel bad. He always dishes it out then drags me into it too," he smiled endearingly, "Hey, now you'll be a part of that tradition too!"

"This happens often then?"

"Basically everyday. You really should visit more, it's kind of entertaining."

"ZHONGLI pleheahase ihim sohorry!" Xingqui pleaded. Zhongli just shook his head and smirked.

"Maybe next time do not go after me for your schemes. You know well enough the outcome," he paused to drag his hands up to the youngers ribs, "Come to think of it, it is almost like you try to get this to happen."

Xingquis squirming intensified and he blushed brighter, "Thahats nohot- ihi dohont-AH!"

"Interesting sentence there. Mind explaining what 'ah!' means?" The ex-achron never let him answer; he drilled his fingers into the spaces between the youngests upper ribs. Xingqui screeched.

"Woah! You're so loud," Gaming teased. He knelt next to the lee's head and patted it.

Xingqui shook his head to get Gaming's hand away, to which Gaming gasped dramatically.

"Oho, you offended Gaming. I'll visit your grave, don't worry." Chongyun laughed, finishing his popsicle.

The boy in question followed Zhonglis technique, drilling into his underarms ruthlessly.

"NOHO PLEHEAHASE! STOHOP!!" He screamed, twisting and turning in every direction. Both of his 'attackers' let up, the older one turning towards the other menacingly.

"Wait, why are you looking at me like that?" Gaming said, slightly backing up to the best of his ability on his knees, "Nonono! Wait, no!"

Despite his pleading, he was tackled to the ground right next to Xingqui. Zhongli then Squeezed his sides, then he relished in the adorable giggles that followed.

Xingqui sat up and looked over to Chongyun pleadingly. Chongyun walked over to him and sat next to him. Xingqui fell into the other's arms and laughed quietly.

"I don't feel bad for you, so don't try to get that out of me," the older chided. Xingqui whined slightly before leaning further into the hug. Chongyuns face went bright red.

Zhongli spidered across Gaming's ribs, eliciting a shriek, "Well, you seem to be even more ticklish than Xingqui and Chongyun. I did not know that was possible, Gaming."

"Shuhush!" He yelled.

Zhongli just nodded in disapproval. He switched from spidering to squeezing with one hand and poking with the other, staying on his ribs. Gaming moved from side to side, laughing sweetly.

"How endearing," The eldest chuckled, moving his fingers to Gaming's stomach and scribbling. Gaming just shook his head, trying to get rid of the sensations.

Xingqui perked his head up and motioned for (a very red) chongyun to let him go, to which he complied. The youngest got behind Zhongli and squeezed his sides.

He straightened his back and turned quickly, grabbing Xingqui and pulling him next to Gaming on the floor. Chongyun stared in awe of the stupidity of the situation.

"Now that, child, was not very smart of you," Zhongli feigned a frown while attacking both of the teens under him. Chongyun backed up into the wall and observed, knowing he was probably, no, definitely next.

"Yohou ahalreheahady gohot mehe! Why ahagahain?!" Xingqui cried out, wriggling violently.

Gaming accidentally whacked Xingqui in the arm trying to protect himself. Zhongli, much against his morals, laughed at that. Xingqui kind of deserved it.

Zhongli focused on those two for about 5 more minutes before letting them go. Both instinctively curled up on themselves, trying desperately to get rid of the phantom tickles.

"Chongyun," Zhongli said, making the younger flinch, "I believe it is your turn."

The boy in question stayed seated against the wall, but stared at the old man, blushing profusely.

"Alright, come here," Zhongli ordered before basically picking up the teen and dragging him to the floor entirely.

"Agh! Waitwait! Ihi didn't even doho anything!" Chongyun attempted before shutting up completely when his side was attacked. He laughed immediately, softly batting at Zhonglis hands.

"Ah ah ah, hitting isn't very nice," Zhongli deadpanned, grabbing chongyun hands and pulling them up. He looked over to the two recovering teens, "If you help me now, I will go easy on you next time."

They both seemed to contemplate it, Xingqui standing up first, "I'll help because I want to. It's not for your satisfaction, I just want to see my dear friend smile."

Chongyun yelped, "You are such a traitor!" Despite Chongyun acting upset, he didn't fight Xingqui when he took his arms, nor did he fight to get free at all.

"Mm.. I'm sure you think I'm a traitor."

Gaming decided to join them, sitting next to Chongyuns legs.

"Noho, not you too!" Chongyun complained.

"Yehes me too!" Gaming teased. He experimentally squeezed the youngers thigh. He squeaked and kicked out his legs. Gaming grinned wildly.

Zhongli brought his fingers to life on Chongyun's stomach, to which he giggled and tried to curl up. Xingqui smiled down at his friend, wincing back at the loud squeak from the poking at the bluenettes thighs.

"You know, you're really cute like this," Xingqui booped his friend's nose, causing him to blush brighter than before.

"Ihaha cahant- ACK- Ihim tohoo- plehehease!"

"Awe, you are just adorable, haha!" Gaming complimented, skittering his fingers across the lees knees (hah see what I did there?).

Chongyun dug his heels into the ground, trying to avoid kicking anybody.

Xingqui, out of fear of Chongyun hitting his head, moved to sit criss cross. He then moved the olders head to his lap for protection.

"Are you just too ticklish? Is that what you're trying to say?" Xingqui finally said, "That's just soooooo cute, 'Yun!"

"Shuhut uhup!"

"What? I'm complimenting you!" He gasped in mock offense, "Is it too flustering for you? Awe, Chongyun."

The exorcist yelped when Zhongli targeted his upper ribs, beginning to cackle loudly.

"What is going on here?" A familiar voice called out.

Zhongli turned his head, "Ah, Madame Ping, hello."

"Oh Zhongli, are you bullying these young children? How very rude!" She made her way to the old man, who had since gotten off of Chongyun. The teen was taking heavy breaths.

"Oh no, I assure you they started this ordeal."

"How can I be sure? Why don't I just teach you why you don't bother kids right now?" She threatened. Chongyun had migrated to hugging Xingqui, who lazily traced shapes on his back, making him giggle.

"I do not believe that would be necessary, Madame Ping," Zhongli defended. He seemed slightly nervous.

"Oh but look at that boy-"

"He does not mind it, truly," Zhongli interrupted.

"And now you interrupt me? Oh I'll teach you a lesson, Zhongli!" She pounced at him.

Zhongli jumped before being taken to the floor. Xingqui and Gaming shared looks, seemingly thinking how did she take him down?

"I- they really did cause this whole thing, please, I am not lying!"

Gaming had a mischievous look in his eye, "We did nothing! He just chased us here and attacked us so rudely!"

Zhongli rolled his eyes. He quickly shut his eyes when his stomach was poked by Madame Ping.

"Please not in front of them…" He pleaded.

"Oh fine. Come with me, you bully," she teased, winking at the teens.

Safe to say Madame Ping would be a new go to for ways to bother the old man.

#tickle content #genshin impact #xingyun #lee!xingqui #lee!chongyun #lee!gaming #lee!zhongli #ler!Zhongli #ler!xingqui #ler!gaming #like no one cares #but yknow

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rizz1er · 9 days

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What Do You Mean By "Stawwwppppppppp Please "

I Didn't Even Touch You Properly And You Are Already A Laughing Mess.🤭

Aren't you the one who wanted this???

Welll This I what you Get for acting like a brat!! Love the way you're now so helpless so scared Thinking about where I am gonna tickle you next ? 😈

And By The Way This Is Just A Start of your 5 Hours Long Punishment. 😌

.( cr to the original owner let me know in the Dms)

#tickle art #tickle content #tickletorture #tickle thoughts #tickle scenarios #ler #ticklee #tickler #tickle games

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yourlittlettoy · 12 days

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🚨HI HELLO I finally met @itsticklishme23 (my actual soul sister) for the first time and she’s everything I could have ever dreamed of 😍🥰😘💕🥳

We’re whispering about how stinki we think all of the lers are 😉🙆🏻‍♀️🙆🏿‍♀️ nothing dangerous about doing that in the positions we are in I’m sure…. 👀😇

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anxious-lee · 2 months

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fun tickle game to try as a ler (or lee!): the lee is not allowed to touch your hands while you tickle them. they can't block either. just sit back and watch what funny flails they will have to do to keep their hands out of the way 😂

#tickle #tickles #tickling #ticklish #tickle community #lee talks #ler mood #tickle game

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the-shy-ler · 5 days

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Shy's ask game!!

🎶 - A song you'd like to try to sing while being tickled?

🍿 - A movie you'd like to watch while being tickled/while tickling?

📖 - A book you'd like to try read aloud while being tickled?

🎮 - A game you'd like to try to play while being tickled/while tickling?

🎯 - Favourite tickle game?

🪥 - Favourite tickle tool/s?

🪶 - Favourite area/s to be tickled?

🫠 - Melt Spot/s?

🔧 - Tag someone you'd switch for

📝 - Easiest ways to be flustered?

🤗 - Something memorable about a session you once had? (If you haven't had one yet, what would you be looking forward to?)

🦞 - Tag a few of your favourite lers

🦀 - Tag a few of your favourite lees

🙈 - Someone in the community who you think deserves some recognition/shout-out?

✨ - Enchant a random item to tickle you/tickle with!

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fickle-tiction · 4 months

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Hey fickle! Do you think you would be interested in doing 11 and 24 for superbat? If not that okay, hope you’re have a good day!-bookanon💚

On a rare peaceful night in, Bruce and Clark were sat on the couch together, Bruce on one end and Clark in the middle. (Bruce's ear was still stinging from where Clark had flicked it earlier, after Bruce asked if he would be faking a yawn so he could wrap his arm around his shoulders.) On screen a couple were laying in bed together, when all of a sudden the guy rolled on top of his girlfriend and began tickling her, causing her to burst into sweet laughter. Clark positively lit up as an idea stuck him.

"Hey B?"

"Hmm?"

“Can I tickle you?”

Bruce slowly turned his head, meeting Clark's hopeful smile with a frown.

" …"

"I'll take your silence as a yes."

Bruce wasn't given a chance to react. One second he was sitting on the couch with his "loving" boyfriend, and the next he was flat on his back and being crushed to death by over 200 pounds of solid muscle. "Clark!" Bruce grunted, trying to dodge Clark's attempts at grabbing a hold of his wrists.

"The fact that you're struggling this hard tells me you must be really ticklish." Clark taunted, lighting up with glee when he saw a dusting of pink appear high on Bruce's cheeks.

"That. Is. Classified Information." Bruce protested. "Shit." Clark laughed triumphantly when he got a hold of Bruce left wrist, stretching it above his head and securing it to the couch cushions with an iron grip.

"Any last words, tough guy?"

Bruce tried one last Hail Mary and used his free hand to sucker-punch Clark in the stomach. "Motherfucker." He immediately regretted his rash decision, knuckles stinging where they managed to connect just as Clark sucked his stomach in to avoid him breaking anything.

"Oh, you're going to pay for that." The smile on Clark's face was truly the stuff of nightmares.

"Can't we talk about this?" Bruce asked, unsurprised when his right arm was also pulled above his head and secured in Clark's grip.

"Sure." Clark walked his free hand down Bruce's right arm, feeling the muscles jumping beneath his skin as he slowly made his way past his armpit and down to his ribs. "You talk." He noted every spot that caused Bruce's heartrate to spike, though his expression remained unchanged. "I'll tickle."

"Clark, this is ridiculous," Bruce said, but the corners of his mouth betrayed a hint of amusement.

"Time to find out just how ticklish the Playboy Prince of Gotham really is."

Bruce couldn't even protest at the stupid nickname Clark saw in one newspaper and refused to let go of.

"Oh fuck." Bruce breathed, yanking uselessly at his arms as Clark's fingers began their dance across his stomach. It was just dumb luck that he started with Bruce's worst spot, but laughter was pouring out of him in no time.

"Bruuuuce," Clark said it in that sing-song voice that usually irritated Bruce, but he was too busy trying to burrow backward into the couch cushions to even notice. "You're supposed to be talking remember?" a quick squeeze to Bruce's side caused him to jolt and level his gaze on Clark. "I'm holding up my end of the agreement."

"You---Are--A--SOnOfABitch." Bruce broke down into deep belly laughter when Clark slipped his hand beneath his shirt and started scratching blunt nails over his bare skin.

"That's not a very nice thing to say." Clark admonished, dipping a finger into Bruce's belly button. He let out a delighted laugh when Bruce threw his head back and cackled. There really was no better word for it.

"I'm--fuck--I'm sorry." Bruce gasped out, cheeks bright red when Clark finally took pity on him and stopped vibrating his finger into his bellybutton at a slightly inhuman speed.

"Hmmm." Clark idly tapped his fingers on Bruce's ribcage as he pretended to mull something over. "No, I think you're going to have to do better than that." He then released Bruce's arms and buried his wiggling fingers into Bruce's armpits, unbothered by the arms that came flying down to try to force him out.

"I--AmGoingTo--hahaha-fucking--KihihihihihiKILLYOU!" Bruce shouted, doing his best to curl into a ball while Clark was sitting on his thighs and pinning him in place.

"The more you threaten me, the more I'm going to tickle you." Clark warned him as he easily slipped his hands out of his armpits. Bruce had 2 seconds to calm down before Clark was using one hand to squeeze at his side, while the other once more slipped beneath his shirt to gently scratch at bare skin.

"Cl-Cl-hahaha-Clark! You fu-hahaha-fucking asshole!" Bruce's knuckles were white with how tight he was clinging to Clark's wrists, but his hands might as well be pinned above his head again for all the good it was doing him.

"Oh?" Clark asked, dipping into Bruce's belly button warningly. Bruce squealed, face flushing bright red the second the sound left his mouth, and Clark took pity on him and allowed him to pull his hand out from beneath his shirt. "It's like you want me to keep tickling you."

"Shut up Clark." Bruce growled, the red flush in his cheeks racing down his neck and disappearing into the collar of his shirt.

"Wait," Clark's smile softened at the embarrassed look Bruce was now sporting. "Do you want me to tickle you?"

Bruce couldn't help the embarrassed little whimper that slipped out, shifting nervously beneath Clark's bulk. "I don't...not want you to." He mumbled looking anywhere but at Clark.

"Really?" Clark looked like Christmas, his birthday, and every holiday in between had just come early.

"If you tell anyone about this.." Gone was the embarrassed boyfriend of 5 seconds ago. That look and voice were all Batman.

"Yeah, yeah." Clark huffed, rolling his eyes fondly. "Your stash of kryptonite. My ass. Honestly, you need new threats."

Bruce looked like he was revving up for what was sure to be a chilling new way in which he could murder Clark so, naturally, Clark chose that moment to see if Bruce's neck was as ticklish as his entire torso seemed to be. Newsflash: it was worse.

#i modified the second one a little bit #i just feel it was a little more in character #ticklish!batman #ticklish!bruce wayne #ticklish!brucewayne #superbat #ler!clarkKent #tickling #fanfiction #drabble #ask game

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scp999ticklemonster · 2 months

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>:3

#tickle art #art #stray game #stray #stray cat game #the stray tickle #stray tickle #lee!Clementine #Ler!momo #momo!ler #clementine!lee #stray momo #stray clementine #stray robots #robot tickle

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otomiyaa · 2 months

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Lyney's Trick

A/N: Fic #3 for the 2-part fics! No tickling yet in this part, so the poll results will really have a lot of influence on how the fic will continue🤭

Summary: Lyney is at a birthday party with many of Aether's friends. Because Lynette and Freminet are a little awkward and stiff, he asks them to help him play a trick on someone. It will definitely guarantee some joy and laughter for his siblings, the person tricked, and everyone else.

It was a fun gathering. Sure it was. They were inside the marvelous Serenitea Pot Realm to celebrate the Traveler's birthday party, and it was rather impressive. Quite many people from all over Teyvat showed up to join the celebration.

The lively Gaming just came off the stage after giving a performance which was soon followed by Furina who was now in the middle of giving a fabulous show of her own. Lyney already had his turn and gave a magic show earlier as well.

"Enjoying yourselves?" he asked Lynette and Freminet. That was the only problem with this gathering. He noticed his siblings were a little shy to socialize with others.

From Fontaine almost all of Aether's friends were here, which was quite surprising. Even Neuvillette, and Wriothesley - but then again, even the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide wouldn't miss a chance to enter the Traveler's infamous Teapot realm and enjoy a cup of the finest tea.

From other nations there were people like the very loud Harbinger Childe, Venti the Bard from Mondstadt, Arataki Itto from Inazuma, Hu Tao from Liyue, just all those personalities combined made it quite lively, loud, chaotic and energetic, so he understood why Freminet and Lynette were a little overwhelmed by it all.

"Maybe we can join them?" Lyney suggested, pointing at the Sumeru table where a few people were playing cards, but Lynette shook her head.

"I'm fine. I drink tea," she said stiffly. Wriothesley, at the same quiet tea-table, nodded proudly.

"It's good tea," he said. Neuvillette merely nodded. Lyney shrugged. He would feel bad to leave them alone so awkwardly, even though he felt a little more tempted to engage with the others, to learn more about their nations, their friendship with Aether, maybe to show them more of his magic tricks and- oh.

A trick. Maybe he could get Freminet and Lynette to open up if they helped him with a trick! Not just a trick. The secret magic trick.

"Guys, do you remember my secret magic trick?" he asked Lynette and Freminet. Freminet shook his head.

"What secret trick?" Lynette asked.

"The one that makes people laugh. Even you, it made you laugh," Lyney said, and he winked. Lynette blushed.

"Oh. That one." She clearly remembered, and Freminet did too since he made a little squeak noise.

"You wouldn't," he said.

"You've got my attention. I am curious now, right Neuvillette?" Wriothesley said. Neuvillette nodded again.

Lyney hummed and gazed around the crowded space. "Well, the secret trick needs a person to try it on. It's a magical trick to make someone laugh, so..." he explained, while he considered the perfect victim. Not anyone from the Fontaine group, the chance was they had seen the trick, heard of it, or witnessed him playing it on people in Fontaine. It was quite popular and effective after all.

So...

His eyes fell on Gaming who was still gathering compliments after his show. He seemed like an easy target, a sweet bubbly and curious person who would definitely want to try it out.

Lyney then stared at Childe, the Eleventh of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers. Very tempting, but being a member of the Fatui as well, he would meet him a little more than others perhaps, and besides, Childe was clever. This scheme could backfire, but at the same time, if he would succeed... Lyney would feel more triumphant than ever.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Lyney almost fell over when a deafening yell could be heard from the Oni, Arataki Itto, who had just lost an Onikabuto battle against the Yashiro Commissioner, Kamisato Ayato. Itto looked like someone who would enjoy a trick like that, and he would most definitely fall for it.

While the Yashiro Commissioner and his sister looked quite elegant in a way that didn't really invite Lyney to trick them, at the same table sat a kind looking guy. Lyney knew he was called Thoma. He looked like he would accept and fall for it... perhaps?

The Mondstadt people were all too busy admiring Furina on stage, and the Sumeru group seemed very invested in their card game, however... Lyney noted the blond guy who seemed a little distracted.

"Kaveh? It's your turn," the fox guy said to him. Kaveh. Hm... Maybe him, but it was a question whether he would accept.

Lastly, Lyney glanced at Aether who was also staring at Furina's show at this moment. He had cute sparkles in his eyes. He was the perfect victim, but honestly, he was also the most dangerous. Lyney would definitely get his ass handed right back to him afterwards, but it could be worth it.

"Well? Who will it be?" Lynette asked, and Lyney smiled when he noticed she actually looked forward to this. Freminet seemed eager too.

With so many people together he was sure they would attract some attention soon, so he had only one chance to perform the prank- er, trick successfully.

#2partfics #genshin impact #lyney #tickling #tickle fic #otomiya!writes #lee!gaming #ler!lyney #ler!freminet #ler!lynette

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ylissean-brynhildr · 5 months

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i have never played mad rat dead

#mad rat dead #mrd #rat god #my art #I'LL BUY IT SOME POINT....... one day.........#need to experience Funy Rat Game #onceler #once ler #once-ler

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aticklishpercivalwriter · 2 months

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A Baton and a Magic Wand

Summary: How does pranking Heizou become a tickle chase? Aether finds the answer.

A/N: I’m back with a fic with my favorite boys! Nothing much to say other than, enjoy :)

Word Count: 2284

Bonus Word Count: 494

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All was peaceful in Aether's abode in a teapot, but the same can't be said for Aether himself. He was feeling quite mischievous and wanted to push his partners’ buttons and conveniently, Heizou was his victim. His plan was simple. Replace Heizou’s baton with one of Lyney's magic wands and have it explode in an assortment of Rainbow Roses. Easy.

“AETHERRRRR! COME BACK HERE!”

Or so he thought.

“H-Heizou! Stop chahasing mehehe! I wasn’t dohoing anything!”

“YOU WERE HOLDING MY BATON WHEN I WOKE UP AND RAN AWAY WITH IT! YOU EVEN HAVE ONE OF LYNEY'S MAGIC WANDS!”

“I was juhust busy cleaning! Yeah, cleaning!”

“Yeah, like I buy that along with your giggling. Come back here and explain yourself or experience my wrath!”

Aether looked back only to find that Heizou wasn't chasing him anymore. He gulped and continued running, clutching the baton and wand closely.

“Come back here, Ae~!” Heizou's voice echoed throughout the house, shooting shivers down Aether’s spine.

“You won't catch me!” He shouted back slamming a door closed to throw him off and then rushing into a bedroom.

Only to be captured by Gaming in a bear hug, dropping the baton and wand.

“Gammph!?” He said, his voice muffled against his captor’s chest.

"Sooo, what troubles were you up to?" Gaming asked as he closed the door softly and hoisted him up, bringing him to the bed.

"Nohohothing!" Aether giggled out as struggled against him.

"For someone so giggly I think you are guilty of some trouble, no?" Gaming remarked, swiping a finger along his side.

"GAHAHAHA! No! Nohoho! I-I dihidn't doho anything!"

"Are you sureee?" Gaming lifted Aether's arms over his head and trapped them beneath his own knees as he towered over him with a smirk. He hovered his hands over him and wiggled his fingers.

"Ihihihihi swehehehear! Hohohonest!" Aether squirmed as he was forced to look up at Gaming and that teasing smirk while he gave his own innocent smile to avoid the inevitable.

"I don't believe you~"

The door suddenly opened and Heizou entered.

"I heard some giggling. Is Aether-" Heizou started, his expression morphing from surprise into a predatory smirk. "Ah. Thank you for doing the prep work, Gam."

Aether froze at the sound of Heizou's voice before his squirming began anew. This time with more urgency as he frantically giggled as he watched Heizou get closer.

"Gaming Gaming Gahahahamihihing! Dohohon't lehehehet hihihim gehehet clohohoser! Lehehet mehehehe gohohoho! Pleahehese!" Aether gave Gaming the cutest puppy look he can give, making him about to give in before Heizou's voice cut through.

"Don't you dare, Gaming," Heizou threatened, turning his gaze towards him, making him gulp. "If you do, I'll make you suffer like Ae and you don't want that, do you~?"

Heizou stopped a few feet from the bed and looked at him as Aether stopped squirming, holding his breath. As the two looked at him, Gaming weighed his options. One. He can keep Aether trapped and work together with Heizou to give Aether the punishment he oh so deserves. Or two. Let Aether go and hope he will make it worth his while to be tickled by the unmerciful tickle monster that Heizou is.

One. Wreck Aether.

Two. Be wrecked with Aether.

“Let's go Ae! Hop to it, Man Chai!”

Gaming didn’t know why he went with option two. Maybe it was because of the giddy look on Aether’s face. Maybe he wanted to play around like he wished he could back then. Maybe… Maybe it was the chance to bond with Aether and his boys after Aether confessed to him. Whatever the reason was, he jumped off the bed and directed a defiant look at Heizou, carrying Aether with him as Man Chai bought them time to run out.

“No! Hehehey! Cuhuhut ihihihit out! I'll gehehehet youhuhu both! Hehehehahaha!”

As Heizou tried to get Man Chai off of him, Gaming ran down the hall still carrying Aether, who managed to pick up the baton and wand, while trying to look for a place to hide.

“You are pretty hard to say no to, you know that?” Gaming said, opening doors left and right.

Aether just grinned, making him roll his eyes.

“Where are you guys~?” A voice rang out, making Gaming curse under his breath.

“There doesn’t seem to be any good spots. Let’s just hide in the living room. You know what they say, hidden in plain sight.”

He let Aether down as he went to squeeze behind the couch.

“Hey!” Aether exclaimed, setting the baton and wand on the center table. “What about me?”

“You hide yourself behind the pillows on the couch,” Gaming said, like it was the most logical thing in the world. “Relax, you will blend in perfectly. Your furnishings are pretty much bright colors like you. Just don’t move too much.”

“...”

“Don’t give me that look! You can call this my revenge for you pulling me into your shenanigans.”

“You could have just worked with Heizou and tick- I mean you know,” Aether said, getting flustered just from saying the word.

“Umm,” Gaming’s face was heating up as he looked away from Aether.

Aether stared at him confused before it dawned on him.

“Did you actually want to be-” Aether wiggled his fingers, making Gaming swat at his hands.

“Stop that.”

“You can tease me, but you can’t handle your own teases?”

“You don’t need to rub it in. You’re the same!”

Footsteps echoed in the hall and they stared at each other in horror.

“Where are you guys~?” Heizou called out.

“Come on, just hide!” Gaming whisper yelled.

Aether sighed before he hid behind the couch pillows and covered himself with a blanket for good measure.

“Man Chai, you got anything?” an elegant voice chimed, shaking both Aether and Gaming to their core.

Is that Kazuha!?! Man Chai?

“You think they would hide in here?” Kazuha continued.

“Don’t underestimate Man Chai and my intuition.”

“There you go with your detective’s intuition.”

“It’s true though, that’s why I am the most successful detective of the Tenryou Commission.”

“But your intuition didn’t expect this.”

Kazuha tickled his exposed underarms and gave him a kiss.

“Kahahaz!” Heizou giggled, grabbing his arms and restraining them. “Don’t make me-”

“Ehehehehe! Mahahahan Chahahai! Nohohoho!”

Gaming’s laughter rang throughout the living room as he crawled out from behind the couch with Man Chai following close behind.

“Youhuhuhu lihihihitle rahahahascal!”

He didn’t realize where Man Chai was making him go until too late. He walked right into Heizou’s waiting arms.

“Behehetrahahayal! You betrayed me, Mahahahan Chahahai! No! Hei! AHahahahAHAHA!”

“Good work, Man Chai,” Kazuha praised, ruffling his fur.

“That’s one down. Now where is Ae, Gaming?~” Heizou held him tight as he led them toward the couch where Aether was on.

“Wait! Wahahahait! Nohohoho!” Gaming twisted and turned frantically trying to escape and buy Aether time.

“H-Hey! Stop Mo-ving! Kaz, a little help here?”

“Of course.”

Kazuha swept Gaming off his feet and they brought him on to the couch.

“Oof! We-we can talk about THIHIHIS! AHAHAHAHA!”

“Oh, we’ll definitely talk,” Heizou smirked, vibrating his fingers along Gaming’s ribs. “I’m going to ask you again. Tell us where Aether is.”

“I’m nohohot tehehelling youhuhuhu! AhahahahaHAHA!”

“Suit yourself,” he nodded towards Kazuha who slipped his hands behind Gaming’s knees. “We’ll find him. In the meantime, let’s have some fun, right Kazu?”

“Yeah, let us have some fun~”

Both gave him teasing looks before attacking.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! YOUHUHUHU WON’T GEHEHET ANYTHING OUHUHUT OF MEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHOHO! YOU GUHUHUYS!”

Gaming lunged toward Kazuha as he pinched the back of his knees before Heizou brought him back down with a skittering of his fingers along his neck, circling slowly around his mole to make him squirm.

“HeheHEHAHAHAAHA! HEHEHEHEIII! KAHAHAZUHUHUHU!”

“I can’t get enough of how cute you look laughing like this,” Heizou said, kissing him while wiggling his way to his armpits.

“MMPH! Mmhehe! Mmm-MHAHAHAHA!”

Gaming broke the kiss, panting for air as he laughed. He patted Heizou’s head for a breather, which he obliged and Kazuha slowed down to a lazy trace of his fingers along his stomach.

“I believe that is what you call dope, hmm?” Heizou grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Oh my gohohod,” Gaming rolled his eyes and he threw a pillow at him, a happy smile painting his red face. “You both are the wohohohorst.”

Kazuha laughed at that as he walked towards Heizou.

“Kaz. What are you-?” Heizou started.

“I can’t let you have all the fun, Hei~” he answered, pecking him on the cheek. “Let’s switch. Oh, stop pouting. There’s still Ae to have fun with.”

For good measure, Kazuha fluttered his fingers against Heizou’s armpits.

“Okay! Okahahay! Fine.”

Heizou took his place as Kazuha did the same.

“For someone who is being tickled a lot, so we can get Ae’s location, you don’t seem to mind. Not even escaping since we haven’t tied you.” Kazuha remarked, before getting close to Gaming’s ears. “Is it that you want to be tickled-te~?” he teased, sending shivers down Gaming’s spine.

“That’s what youhuhuhu think?”

A wobbly grin made its way to his face as Kazu rested his fingers against his collarbones, thrumming them softly.

“Ihihihi ahahaham meheheherely prohohohotecting Aehehehe! N-Nohoho teheheasing!”

“Are you sure that’s the only reason?~” Kazuha eyed him with a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Yeah!” he squeaked out quickly. “I mean, yes. That is the only reason,” he said more slowly, trying to convince him.

“I don’t believe you~” Heizou chuckled, positioning his hands above his hips. “Come on, tell-”

“RAWR!”

Aether let out a battle cry as he tossed the blanket at Kazuha and kicked a pillow at Heizou, nailing him in the face.

“Oof!”

“Now that was dope.”

“Haha-Agh!”

Kazuha deflected the blanket with Anemo and got Aether tangled up, “Haha, right back at you, Ae~”

Gaming tried to get back at Heizou, but Kazuha managed to restrain him with one hand and bring down Aether with the other.

“Oh you are both in for it now~” Kazuha said, a devilish smirk on his face as he pulled the blanket off Aether’s head.

“You both will go down,” Heizou’s sinister voice made its way to their ears. A vengeful look and shit-eating grin were etched on his face and filled them with nervous anticipation.

“You have the audacity to not just steal my baton,” he started, curling a hand over Aether’s side. “Ehep!” “But to also kick a pillow in my face.”

“And you,” he turned towards Gaming who tried to squirm away, but Kazu held fast. “You call me being nailed in the face by a pillow dope?” he curled his other hand on his side. “Gaha!”

Heizou bent down towards their ears and whispered, “I will tickle and tickle and tickle you until I finish dishing out my revenge. Now, laugh~”

The tips of his fingers started to swirl with Anemo just like Wanderer causing Aether and Gaming to panic before the most ticklish sensations they ever experienced made them dissolve into screams of laughter.

“HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEIZOU! NAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHA!”

“WHAHAT IHIHIHIS THIHIHIS?! AHAHAHAHAHA! IT TIHIHICKLES SOHOHO BAHAHAD!”

They laughed hysterically, yanking their arms to which Kazuha responded with whispered teases.

“Ticklish aren't we~? Tickle tickle tickle~”

“KAHAHAHAZ! DOHOHON'T DOHOHOHO THAHAHAT!”

“GAHAHAHA! LEHEHEHET US GOHOHOHO! EHEHAHAHA!”

Suddenly a soft sensation rubbed along their feet making them kick out.

“WHOHOHO IHIHIS THAHAHAT!? HAHAHAHA!”

“NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!”

“Man Chai! Thanks for helping out,” Heizou grinned, blowing raspberries on their bellies.

Man Chai, who had been watching from the sidelines and decided to join in, excitedly rubbed his fur more against Aether and Gaming’s feet in response.

“AHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHUCH!”

“BWAHAHAHA! YOHUHU GUHUHUHUYS! AHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHO MOHOHOHORE!”

“You know what to do to make it stop~” Heizou smirked, kneading their hips.

“OKAY! OKAHAHAY! I'M SORRY! I'M SAHAHAHARY!”

“GAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHORRY TOHOHOHOO! HAHAHAHA!”

“What for~?”

“AHAHAHA! T-TAHAHAHAKING YOUR BAHAHAHAHA! B-BATOHOHON!”

“IHIHIHIHI DOHOHON’T KNOHOHOHOW!”

Heizou clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, increasing the intensity.

“Nope. Wrong answers. Try again,” Heizou dug into Gaming’s ribs, while switching to scribbling Aether's tummy. At the same time, Kazuha let up on restraining them and instead lazily traced their neck and nibbled their ears, while still whispering his teases. Man Chai happily zoomed from their feet to their shoulders and wherever he could reach.

“ALSOHOHOHO FOHOHOR KIHIHI- HEHEHEHEAHAHAHA! KICK-KICKIHIHING A PILLOHOHOW AHAHAT YOUR FAHAHACE! AHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!”

“Good. And you, Gam?”

“HAHAHAHAHA! FOHOHOHOR SAHAHAHAYING PIHIHIHILLOW KIHIHIHICKING IHIHIS DOHOHOPE! EHAHAHA!”

“Good enough.”

Heizou stopped making Kazuha and Man Chai stop as well. The only sounds in the room were Aether and Gaming’s giggles as they recovered.

“Thahahank youhuhuhu.”

“Hehehehe. Hahahah~”

“Kaz, do you mind getting some water for us? They definitely need it and I think we are all getting sleepy,” Heizou yawned out, stroking his lovers’ hair.

“Haha, okay,” Kazuha gave his lovers kisses before leaving the room.

He went to get the glasses of water humming to the tunes of Aether and Gaming’s laughter and went to grab a couple blankets. When he came back, he was greeted with a sight that made him smile. Aether was asleep on Gaming’s chest, hugging him. Gaming was also asleep and had a hand tangled in Aether’s hair and the other dangling off the side of the couch, while Man Chai was resting in the crook of his neck. Heizou was asleep on a nearby couch with a soft smile on his face. Kazuha savored the moment before setting down the water on a table near the baton and wand that started it all. He covered his lovers in the blankets, giving each of them a kiss before lying next to Heizou and falling into a slumber like them.

Bonus:

“We are home!” Venti shouted as he, Xiao, Lyney, and Wanderer entered the house.

“How do you people shop this much?” Xiao grunted as he carried groceries inside with the help of Lyney. “Ae is going to go broke with how much we keep spending.”

“It’s Ven’s vault,” Wanderer blamed as he started to arrange the groceries on the kitchen counter. “Case in point,” he held up five wine bottles. “Why the fuck do we need more wine? Stop sneakily buying this!”

“Come on, loves. A man can’t have too much wine.”

“Not when we have another five or more in storage!” Wanderer said in exasperation. “Not to mention your apple cider.”

“Hey,” Lyney cut in, “Give him some slack, he didn’t buy as many apples this time compared to our last grocery run.

“Hmph! You guys just don’t appreciate the taste of fine wine and apples,” Venti pouted, walking off. “Kazu and Ae will agree with me.”

“Hey! Come help with the groceries! Ugh.” Xiao shook his head as he stored some stuff in the fridge. “Aether’s going to cook, right?”

Before anyone could respond, Venti rushed in with a grin on his face.

“Come! You have to check this out!”

“Venti, we are storing the groceries. Can you-”

“No! This can’t wait,” Venti started herding them to the living room.

“What is in the living room that is so-” Lyney started before falling silent like everyone else who, just like Kazuha before, stared in awe at their other lovers sleeping.

“So cute!” Venti was grinning from ear to ear. “And look,” He grabbed the wand from the table. “I am a magician like you, Lyney!”

“What?” Lyney said in confusion as to why his wand was on the table before looking in horror as Venti was waving it around. “Wait! Don’t shake it, Venti!”

The wand exploded a bunch of rainbow roses into Venti’s face and all around him. Venti stood there with a shocked expression on his face, while Xiao had a look of amusement and a small smirk crawling up his face. Lyney was trying to look concerned, but a small smile was tugging at his lips. Wanderer was snickering and doing his best to hold in his laughter.

“Serves you right, drunk bard,” Xiao said, breaking the silence.

“Xiao! You are so mean!” Venti whined, going after him with rainbow roses in hand.

“Don’t chase me!” Xiao whisper-yelled, going into the kitchen.

“Tsk. Let’s just do the cooking, while Xiao occupies Venti,” Wanderer huffed.

“How about the rainbow roses?” Lyney asked.

“Let Ven clean it,” he replied, walking into the kitchen. “He’s the one who made the mess. I can’t be bothered cleaning it. Besides, if he doesn’t, Ae will get him to do it no matter what.”

“You got a point,” Lyney said, following after him.

“When do I not?" he smirked. “Now come on and stop staring at our sleeping beauties. We got work to do.”

“Fine.”

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tyrant-tales · 3 months

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Tag-Team Victory?

A/n: So I'd like to point out that I looked up the ages for all three of these boys and I confirmed that Chongyun is exactly 17, whereas Xingqui is 16-17 which I took as him being younger than Chongyun. Also, Gaming's age is just "young man" so I assume that means 18-19. Keep this in mind and enjoy <3! Also 2 fics in 2 days? I'm on a rollllllll

Word count: 1.1k

Switch: Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming

Warnings: tickles! If I need to add anything let me know.

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"Are you sure about this?" Chongyun asked, looking towards Xingqui in fear of the plan. Xingqui's ideas had never ended well for either of them before. Like the time he thought sneak-attacking Zhongli would be funny, which ended with both of them being tickled to tears. Chongyun was sure this plan of his would not end any differently than the last 40 times they'd done this.

"Of course! It'll be fine, don't worry," Xingqui reassured the other.

The teen sighed, shaking his head. Yet, he kept pace with his friend as they marched through Chenyu Vale. "I'm just saying, we don't even know if Gaming is ticklish. What if he's not and it's just another Zhongli situation again?"

Xingqui laughed, "Well, two things. Zhongli was ticklish, he just was stronger than us. Also, it's not like either of us minded the outcome." He winked and ran faster.

Chongyun stopped for a second to gape at his friend while he blushed, but ran to catch up. They eventually came to a stop in the market, noticing their target buying tea from a vendor. Xingqui ran and slung his arm around the guard, laughing at the jump from the sudden contact.

"Hey! It's been awhile, hasn't it?" Gaming smiled, "Well? Where's your partner in crime?"

"Right here," Chongyun groaned, "Did you have to run all the way over here?"

"Yes. It was necessary," Xingqui teased, "Besides, we want to show you something cool! Come with us!" The teen dragged both of his friends to a grassy hill a bit away from the harbor.

"I see you have energy today, haha!" Gaming joked as he looked over at a panting Chongyun, tired from running.

"Oh, you know, just excited to see you again!" The youngest plopped onto the grass, pulling the other two down with him. Chongyun mumbled something. "What was that, dear friend?"

"I just said I am excited too!" He forced a grin. Gaming tilted his head, but decided to ignore the underlying sarcasm. Xingqui poked the other's side, to which he squeaked and glared at him.

Gaming chuckled softly, "We'll aren't you a ray of sunshine!"

"You will be," he grumbled lightheartedly.

"Am I not already?"

"Haha, okay. Let's move on!" Xingqui blurted quickly, "Say, Gaming, I'm quite curious about something. Would you allow me to find the answer?"

"Well, what are you wondering?" He questioned.

Xingqui looked over to Chongyun, the latter nodded. "Do you happen to be ticklish?"

"I- uhm… what does it matter?" He laughed nervously.

"Just a simple question. You have the answer, right?" Xingqui smirked.

"Ha… well uhm I guess I do, but why do you want to know?

"Oh my Archon you take forever don't you?" Chongyun chimed in. Before anything else could be said, he pounced on Gaming and trapped him. "Well? He's all yours."

"Oho, you were rather impatient today. But it seems like this may work in our favor!"

"Skip the theatrics, please..."

"Woah woah wahait… what ahare you dohoing?" Gaming wriggled on the ground.

"Isn't it obvious? I thought it was obvious." Xingqui shook his head and sat next to Gaming. Then he wiggled his fingers above the olders stomach. He seemed to get the gist.

"Are yohou tag-teheaming mehe?"

"Of course, haha! Two against one is more likely for success, right, Chongyun?"

Said teen was flushed a shade of pink, but he nodded silently.

Apparently tired of stalling, Xingqui attacked the oldests stomach, skittering back and forth. He squealed and began to giggle hysterically, his smile happy and bright. His 'attackers' glanced towards each other, both having noticed his little attempt to get away or even muffle his laughter. They couldn't help but let the corners of their mouths upturn. This was too adorable.

Chongyun slouched his head forward to look at Gaming; his eyes were shut tight, his nose was scrunched up, and his lips curled into a wide, open-mouthed grin with carefree laughter pouring out. The blue haired teen thought he would die from the cuteness of the situation.

Xingqui, on the other hand, had stars in his eyes. He was laser focused on drawing out more and more giggles from Gaming. Nobody spoke for at least 45 seconds, just listening to one of the crazy plans actually working. Chongyun got curious though, so he tried something.

Everyone froze, even Gaming, because of what Chongyun did. He'd taken his hand and experimentally spidered along the olders neck and shoulders, which caused him to squeak and snort.

"Oh my, that was so cute! Make him do it again!" Xingqui said, practically bouncing on his knees. He had stopped to let Gaming breathe, but it didn't last long. Chongyun repeated his tactic from earlier, not stopping when the 'victim' snorted this time.

"I do have to admit, this idea of yours really played out well this time. We must've gotten lucky."

"I don't know whether to be offended or not, but I'll take it as a compliment for now," both teens laughed, "Actually, Gaming, are you sure it's safe for a guard to be this ticklish? What if someone found out about this? You'd be in danger!"

"Nohobohody ihis crahazy ehenohough toho try ihit!"

"We were, so why wouldn't somebody else?" Xingqui questioned. He never gave the other a chance to reply, though; he'd drilled his fingers into Gaming's ribs, relishing in the cackle it gave. It went on like this for maybe another minute before Gaming pleaded for them to stop. They listened, obviously, and let him curl into a ball.

After they offered him water, he didn't answer, which worried the two. However, Gaming sat up ominously and stared at them for a second. They got nervous for a moment, worried they'd made him upset. That came to an end when they saw the small smirk on his face.

Gaming jumped at both of them, pinning them both with each of his knees and keeping them from sitting up with his hand on their stomachs, "You didn't really think I'd let you have all the fun, right?" He teased before scribbling over their sides.

Xingqui and Chongyun had both tried to roll away, but the guard was stronger than them combined.

"Where are ya goin'?" Gaming said before crawling his hands up both their ribs. Xingqui gave a slight scream before cackling and Chongyun squawked and fell into hysterical laughter.

"Yohou ahare EHEVIHIL!" Xingqui yelped between cackles. Chongyun nodded aggressively, as he was unable to speak through his laughter.

"Me? Noooo. I'm so nice!" Gaming giggled innocently, as if he wasn't wrecking two teens. He switched to drilling his thumbs into their underarms, and both of them fell silent immediately. He let it stay like this for a couple seconds before letting up, "Woah woah, breathing is still important, so let's keep doing that!" He chided.

"Ihits your fahault we couldn't breheathe!" The youngest frowned to the best of his ability, but Gaming quickly put an end to it by squeezing his side. Chongyun had collapsed into the fetal position and was trying to get rid of the phantom tickles.

"How about we get some tea. It's on me!" Gaming offered. He didn't let the other two argue before dragging them back to the Harbor and forcing them to have a cup of hot tea.

#tickle content #genshin impact #lee!gaming #lee!chongyun #lee!xingqui #ler!gaming #ler!chongyun #ler!xingqui #like no one cares #but yknow

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kusuguricafe · 18 days

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Too Ticklish

A/N: thank you so much @otomiyaa for allowing me to write a little continuation of Lyney's Trick!!

Summary: Lyney's trick having piqued Aether's curiosity, he decides to test Gaming's ticklishness out for himself

Characters: lee!Gaming, ler!Aether

After the small crowd around Gaming had dispersed, Aether tried to get his attention. “Hey!” Aether shouted, waving.

Gaming looked up and met Aether’s gaze. “Oh, hey!” Gaming waved back. He swiftly made his way towards Aether.

Aether led Gaming to somewhere more private. He said, “You looked like you were having fun up there.”

“Aha, yeah.” Gaming admitted, scratching his head.

“I appreciated the birthday wishes, even if they were made against your will.”

“I really did mean it, though!”

“I’m sure you did,” Aether smiled genuinely. “I had no idea you were so ticklish!”

“Uhm, y-yeah, I guess so.”

Aether had noticed Gaming giggle when Man Chai had playfully nuzzled him before, but he had never seen anyone actually tickle him until today.

“Say…” Aether started, “Would you be willing to grant me a birthday wish?”

“Oh yes, of course! Anything at all.” Gaming beamed.

“Perfect, because I really, really want to tickle you right now.” Aether raised his hands and wiggled his fingers.

“W-wait, what!? Really? That’s what you want? I’d be willing to do pretty much anything for you right now, and you want to… tickle me?”

“I do.”

“Was seeing me tickled on stage not enough for you?”

“Nope, I want to experience it myself.”

“Why!?”

“Your laugh is just too adorable to resist! Now c’mere!”

“WAH!” Gaming yelped as Aether pounced on top of him. He tried to wiggle away, but it was hard to move with Aether straddling his hips.

Much to Gaming’s surprise, two glowing green vines spontaneously grew up out of the ground and wrapped themselves around his wrists, pulling them above his head. Aether smirked.

“Wha-? When did you learn to do that?”

“Oh, I dunno,” Aether shrugged.

A few leaves sprouted from the vines and brushed against Gaming’s ears and neck.

“Eek!! Ehehe! Ahahahahahaha!”

“There’s that adorable little laugh of yours~”

“Ahahahahahahahaether!”

“What?”

“Stahahahap ihihihit!”

“Stop what? I’m not even doing anything, I’m literally just sitting here. Ohh, you must mean stop stalling and tickle you for real!”

“No! Nononono! Aether, please, I—”

“You’re what? Too ticklish?”

“I-aaaiiiEEEHEHE!”

Gaming’s pleas fell on deaf ears as Aether began vigorously rubbing his fingers in between Gaming’s ribs.

“Oh, wow! You’re really ticklish here! Too bad those three didn’t think to try this spot out.”

“AHAhahahAHAAAA! NAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Gaming blushed a deep shade of pink as he laid there, squirming around, realizing that all he could really do was take it. It was Aether’s birthday after all, and if this was making him happy, then it was absolutely worth it.

“Is this your worst spot?”

“SohohOHOhorta!”

“Sorta? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re c-clohohohOSE! AH!” Gaming jolted as one of Aether’s thumbs grazed just below one of his bottom ribs.

Both the vines and Aether’s hands paused. “Ha, gotcha.”

“No! P-p-plehease, I-I’m way too ticklish there!”

“Hm, alright. I’ll warm you up to it first.”

A few of the leaves moved down and slipped underneath his shirt, settling under his arms. They began to swipe up and down his armpits and over his chest

“EHEhehehEHEHE! Thahat feels weheheheird!”

Meanwhile, Aether scooched back onto Gaming’s thighs so that he had access to Gaming’s hips.

“Coochie coo~ Aww, look at you! You can barely take this, huh?”

“AHAAHAHA nohOHOAAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The way Aether was squeezing Gaming’s hips and the tops of his thighs was driving him crazy, and the gentle fluttering of soft leaves against his sensitive underarms, chest, neck, and ears wasn’t helping.

“AHAHAHAHAHAETHERHERHER!! NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHORE!”

“Alright, alright. I’ll give you a break.”

Gaming laid there and panted, flinching every time one of the leaves quivered against his skin. Despite this, he recuperated rather quickly.

“You ready for more? This’ll be the last time for today, I promise.”

“For today??”

Aether giggled.

“Fiiine. What’re you gonna-eEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEK!! AHAHAHAHA NOHOHOAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Okay, yeah, this is definitely your worst spot. Kitchy kitchy coo~!”

Aether dug his thumbs right under both of Gaming’s bottom ribs with precision, and he was right—he had found his death spot. Gaming shook his head and trashed as much as he could, kicking his legs, bucking his hips, and pulling at his restraints. Tears of mirth pricked the corners of his eyes, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying it.

“PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! AHAHAHAHAI’M GONNA DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIEEEEE!!”

“Who’s the most ticklish boy ever? You are! Yes you are!”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA—AHAHAHAHA—HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHA!!”

Gaming flushed. His laughter went silent, came back, went silent, and came back again.

“Aw, I don’t wanna actually kill you!” Aether slowed down his torment.

“AhahahahAHAhahahahaiieeeeheheheee!” Gaming felt like his brain was full of static.

When Aether finally stopped, he retracted the dendro vines holding Gaming’s wrists and got off of him. He stood up and offered a hand to Gaming, but it took a minute for Gaming to come back to Teyvat. When he could think again, Gaming was able to grab Aether’s hand.

After Gaming managed to stand back up, Aether patted his head, giving him a half commiserating, half apologetic look.

“I feel like I just went to Celestia and back.”

“That good?”

“Wha- No, that’s not what I- Hey! Aether, come back here!!”

“Catch me if you caaan!”

“Oho, you’re gonna regret that!”

#tickling #tickle fic #gaming #lee!gaming #aether #traveler #ler!aether #ler!traveler #genshin impact #princess scrawlings

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cloudysfluffs · 8 months

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tickling your human host is SO unfair

(ns//fw and/or fetish blogs please dni🙏🙏)

#my art #tickle art #um. i dont know what to say about this #this is EASILY the most self indulgent thing ive ever posted. so much so that i worked THIS HARD and still considered not posting it #might delete later :pensive:#but you guys SAID YOU WANTED SA//M AND MA//X ART!!!!!!!!! bet you didnt think itd be about this guy huh #im gonna be real with you all papier///waite is just my favorite character Of All Time. easily #why? dont ask questions. just look at him #SPOILERS for tdp obviously #but the first time me n rocket played 304 together #and we saw the reveal of. THESE GUYS.#we both paused the game and went 'HMMMMMMMMMM' out loud #because we both thought the SAME THING.#honestly summoning a tentacle god is lee behavior. whats he gonna use those for? wrecking you?#the answer is yes #imagine being ticklish and also being a lee and accidently fusing with your Favorite God #and he can READ YOUR MND. and picks up on being a ler SO fast.#THATS BEEN THIS GUY'S LIFE FOR 100 YEARS #sam and max the devils playhouse spoilers #sam and max tickle #anyway. *closes eyes for the last time*

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gingerlee-holds · 5 months

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Viper's Venom

The info for this fic is here! TLDR: this is my Squealing Santa for @angelatmidnight1! It was very fun to write and I hope you enjoy! Goodness, I hope I haven't forgotten something-!

Word Count: 2,193 Reading Time: ~17 minutes Warnings: Mentions of death, tickling Fandom: Game of Thrones Pairing: Oberyn Martell x Reader (Implied romantic)

"Fresh blood oranges, right from the tree!" Y/N Sand shouted. The announcement of goods and their prices, along with many other varieties of speech, filled the Dornish bazaar, which made it very hard to hear oneself think. Luckily, Y/N has spent the last decade of their life training their craft in this place, selling their family's blood oranges and making a lot of money from it, too.

Sunspear, the capital of Dorne, with its warm climate and scent of fiery peppers, always brought peace of mind to Y/N. They wore an orange robe to match the fruit they sold, with a golden necklace around their neck that glittered like the sun. They always loved it when the wind blew through the market because the sweet smell of her blood oranges could travel far.

A man in a yellow cloak appeared in the crowd, whose saunter caught Y/N's attention. He approached the stall, picking up an orange and inspecting it closely.

"This is fine fruit," he said, more to himself than the seller.

Y/N smiled at such an opportunity landing in front of them. "You have a good eye! These are among the finest blood oranges in Dorne. Can't be beaten within a hundred miles around by the gods!"

He looked up from the orange in his hand to look at Y/N thoughtfully. "I have had enough of blood for a while." His accent was distinctly Dornish, his face was sharp, and his eyes were piercing. "In short, I am not interested in your wares."

"I'm sorry to hear that, friend. Another day, perhaps!"

The man leaned over the counter. "I never said I was leaving," he said softly. A tense minute of silence followed as each studied the other's face. Finally, the man smiled, mumbling, "You are a Sand."

A blush of embarrassment crept up Y/N's face at the mention of their low birth. "You have a better eye than I thought," they said, trying to keep a grin on their face.

"Oh, do not be ashamed, sweet thing. Sands are my favorite." He smiled with all his teeth. "My absolute favorite."

Finally, a flash of recognition came across Y/N's face as they realized the man's identity. "You're Oberyn Martell- Prince Oberyn Martell!"

"I am, yes. And you are?"

"Y/N Sand. I'm glad to see you're doing okay. You didn't announce your arrival?"

"I do not like entourages."

"Then why have you come here? Were you seeking to find something?"

"I was seeking to find someone, and now I have."

"We were all worried when you heard you were fighting in the trial by combat, especially for the Imp. How did you-"

The prince quickly put a hand to Y/N's lips. "Shhhh, sh, sh. Enough talk. Would you like a visit to the Water Gardens?"

"Your palace? I could find the time." Y/N smiled shyly, touching their necklace.

Prince Oberyn smiled with his teeth again, holding Y/N's hand as he led them away from the busy market.

As they walked together through the streets, Y/N continued asking questions, keeping their hand on their necklace the whole time.

"So, how did you win?"

"Hm? Against Gregor Clegane?"

"That brute. The Mountain that Rides. I heard he was nine feet tall!"

Oberyn chuckled. "Closer to eight, by my estimate." Another silence followed. "I poisoned my blade. That is all I need to say about that."

Y/N touched their necklace again.

"Why do you keep doing that? Your necklace."

"Ah, it was given to me by a handsome merchant a few years back for my help with some errands. He said it made me more attractive, something about magic."

Oberyn brushed a lock of Y/N's hair behind their ear. "I don't know about magic, but you have plenty of good looks without a necklace."

The fruit seller blushed and looked away, making the prince laugh.

As the pair entered through the gates of the Water Gardens, the sound of raucous laughter fluttered through the air. The artificial pools and rivers before them were filled with splashing and play.

"Children. My brother adores the sound. Come, let us go to a more sequestered location." Still holding their hand, Oberyn led through a courtyard. Through another, finally ending in a smaller, more sheltered area with an orange tree in the corner, casting the spot in a warm shade and a minor waterfall feature forming a little brook that trickled through the grass.

"It's beautiful." Y/N stepped through the grass, smiling at the cool breeze and the shade of the orange tree.

"I have come here many times with many people." Oberyn walked forward with his usual strut, taking off his cloak and setting it on a bench. He wore a bronze-colored tunic underneath.

"This is an honor, my prince. I-" Their statement was cut off by Oberyn's laugh again.

"Have you ever spoken to a prince?"

Y/N huffed and looked down at the grass. Suddenly, two of Prince Oberyn's fingers tilted their chin to look him in the eye. "I am asking you a question."

The action made Y/N blush. "I'm a bit out of practice." They liked his laugh. It was rich and infectious, filling any room he was in.

"You will learn again. For now, though, here." With that, he gently sat Y/N down against the tree on the grass. "You are as delicate as a flower. I mustn't be rough with you." Again, he spoke more to himself than Y/N.

"May I ask why you brought me here?"

"You may."

A brief silence followed before Y/N, giggling, said, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Such a lovely laugh. I brought you here because I've spent the past week on the road, traveling through the desert wastes, all hoping to get home and spend the day with a pretty little dove. I am home, have found a pretty little dove, and am perfectly satisfied."

"Are you this flirtatious with everyone you meet?"

"You must know enough about me to know I am - not to suggest you do not deserve every word." He sat down beside Y/N, facing them. "Take your sandals off, you silly dove. How often have you felt grass between your toes?"

Giggling again, Y/N removed their sandals, smiling at the sensation of the cool earth under them. "You're very sweet despite everything your reputation makes you out to be."

"The infamous Red Viper of Dorne, sweet? This is new."

Y/N grinned cheekily, boldly saying, "You're not a viper; you're a milk snake."

Oberyn's eyes widened in surprise, staring at Y/N. "Would you like to repeat that, little dove?"

Summoning every ounce of courage, Y/N stuck out their tongue. "A milk snake!" they said with a laugh, which turned into a yelp when they saw Oberyn move toward them. Y/N jumped to their feet, backing away.

The prince stood as well, smiling. "Oh, no, no, no! You cannot leave now! You have committed a reprehensible wrong against my name! I must have my justice, you know."

"W-wait, just stay away. I didn't mean it!"

"But you said it all the same. I am afraid I cannot have you leaving to tell everyone Prince Oberyn is the Milk Snake of Dorne, now can I?"

"I'm sorry! You're a viper, a vicious red viper!"

"And I'll make sure you remember that!" With those words, the prince lunged toward missing Y/N by a hair as they ran, leaping over the brook, laughing as they looked behind them to see a very evil-looking Oberyn at their heel. Y/N ran from the courtyard into a hallway, dodging down halls and around corners, hoping to lose the prince in the maze.

They turned a final corner, and ahead, they saw a pretty courtyard with an orange tree and a waterfall feature. Before they could think, they ran right into Oberyn's arms, scooped right off their feet as he carried them bridal-style back to the shade of the tree.

"My little dove returned at last to face their punishment! How noble and brave you must be!" Oberyn kissed Y/N on the brow, setting them on the grass. "If you try to escape again, it will only worsen for you."

Y/N Sand nodded, keeping their mouth shut.

"Good! I would punish you now, but I have chosen a different approach. I will let the gods decide your fate. I demand a trial by combat."

"What! C-combat?!"

Oberyn stood a few paces away, grinning playfully. "To your feet, my dove." Y/N jumped up, and the prince rushed forward, ducking under Y/N's arms and knocking their legs out from under them. Flat on their back, Oberyn straddled their waist. "You are not very good at this."

"Noho, I'm not! Now let me up! You've made your point."

"I have not won yet!" Y/N felt a hand slide inside their robe, gently squeezing a spot just above their hip, and they began squealing. "A squealer! I should have guessed!"

"H-hehehey! Nohohohow wahahhait juhuhust a mihihinute!"

"I will do no such thing! I must clear my name in the sight of gods and men!" Oberyn's fingers danced expertly, precisely finding every ticklish spot on his poor victim.

Y/N squirmed and laughed uncontrollably, their protests lost in powerless laughter. "T-tihihihickling! Thihihis ihihis ridihihihihiculous!!!"

The prince's nimble fingers moved to Y/N's sides, squeezing like a baker kneading bread. "I will tell you what is ridiculous, my dove. Insulting the name of a prince in his palace while being so very ticklish. I cannot imagine what would bring a silly little dove like yourself to such absurdity."

The teasing elicited more squeaky giggles from the poor merchant, who kicked their legs helplessly. Oberyn's hands moved up to Y/N's ribcage, wriggling over each little rib.

"So many vital organs in here. Maybe if I wriggle my fingers here enough, I can tickle them, too. Do you hear that, little dove? I think your heart wants to be tickled as well! Nobody wants to be left out, right?"

"THihiHIHihis ihIhIHis CruhUhuhUel! StoHoHHop TehehHEheheasing!"

"Cruel? That is a title I will not deny. Now, I must get a confession out of you, dove! Did you insult my name?" Oberyn smiled with his teeth again, genuinely pleased by the adorable sight before him. "Come on, sweet one, say it." His hands moved up finally to Y/N's neck, scribbling around.

"OohOHOhohoberyn!! MeheheEHhehercyyhyy!!!" Y/N squealed.

"I'll give you mercy! You must first confess! Did you insult my name, yes or no?"

"Ihihihi cohohonfehehess toho nohohothing!"

"A bratty little dove you are. Fine then! Feel the bite of the viper!" With that, he curled his pointer and middle fingers to look like snake fangs and drilled them into Y/N's sides, eliciting a defeated shriek from the small merchant.

"FUHUHUHUCK!! GEHEHET OHOFFA MEHEHEHEHEEE!!!"

"You should be feeling my venom coursing through your veins by now. Rather potent, I'm afraid. Is it making you feel all squirmy and blushy? I think I can see it taking effect!"

"YOUHUHU'RE SUHUHUHUCH A JEHEHEHERK!!! CUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIT OUHUHUT!!!" Y/N was in hysterics, writhing and cackling.

Surprisingly, Oberyn stopped, leaning back with a smug expression. "Will you confess? Confess, and I'll send you to the Wall! I do not want to kill you, you know!"

Despite every single brain cell screaming at them not to make things worse for themselves, Y/N giggled and said, "You're such a milk snake, hisssssEEEHEEHEEEEK!!!"

Their cheeky hissing was cut off by more 'viper bites' before Oberyn turned around. "Very well! I, Prince Oberyn Martell, sentence you to death by tickling!" he giggled, keeping Y/N's feet pinned. "I knew I made the right call by telling you to take off those sandals."

"N-noHohohoho! Wait, wait, hold on! Can't we negotiate a pardon?"

"Absolutely not, my dove! Justice is a significant thing to me, you should know. Now, I hope you aren't ticklish here, for your sake."

Unfortunately, Y/N was very ticklish there, which Oberyn quickly learned once he began scribbling around on their soles. The prince's fingers explored every inch of Y/N's feet, marking each spot. However, when he got to the toes, Y/N's laughter turned silent, a sign it was time to stop.

Oberyn got up, quite pleased with himself, and sat under the orange tree. Y/N regained their breath and looked up at him, a blush and a giddy smile plastered on their face. They crawled up next to him and wrapped an arm around his torso. "Monster," they spat playfully.

"Careful, dove," he chuckled, wiggling his fingers again, making the merchant bury their face in his chest. "Get some rest. From my experience, trials are entirely exhausting." He yawned to prove his point.

"Ihihit wasn't your trial!"

"I've never been on trial. Well, except for that one time." He chuckled, rubbing Y/N's back. "A story for another time. For now, though, rest. I promise you will not find a more peaceful place than this in a thousand summers."

Oberyn was right. It didn't take long for Y/N's eyes to begin drooping. Little by little, they fell asleep, a smile still on their face, cuddled into the arms of what must be the most charming prince in Westeros in the shade of an orange tree.

#squealing santa 2k23 #ss2k23 #game of thrones #game of thrones tickles #got #got tickles #ler!oberyn martell #lee!reader #reader insert #kayde wrote something woah #kayde's in a lee mood tag #oberyn x reader #playful tickles #tword community #sfw tickling community #tickle fluff #tickle fic #i think thats enough tags for now lmao

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