#genshin tickle fic

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Skeletons in the closet

@duckymcdoorknob *THROWS LEE LYNEY AT YOUR FACE*

Anygays, I've become mentally ill for the three of them and just HAD to write them

Spoilers for Fontaine obv!!

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Lyney x Lynette x Freminet (PLATONIC)

Lee: Lyney

Lers: Lynette, Freminet

Warnings: Tickles! Spoilers for Fontaine act 1!

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Anyone would assume this would be a good day for Lyney. Thanks to the traveller, his innocence was proven and he could now walk as a free man. So why was it that his heart still ached later that night..?

The face of shock and disappointment the traveller gave after learning of his ties with the Fatui has been clouding his mind. Was their relationship now... tarnished? Was there nothing he could do...?

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt a soft pat on his shoulder, prompting him to turn around to face the younger slibing. "Oh, Freminet! Do what do I owe the pleasure?" it was like a switch had been activated and Lyney was back to acting like his usual cheerful self. But it was just that, an act... Just like he deceived people up on the stage, he can do the same with his true emotions. Although he underestimates how perceptive his family is.

"Umm... you've been awfully quiet tonight, is everything okay?"

"Of course I'm okay! I'm better than okay! If it wasn't for the... traveller... I wouldn't be back here tonight" there was a hint of sadness in the magician's eyes at the mention of the traveller. "Anyways, it's been a long day for all of us, you should go to sleep" and with that, Lyney slithered out of there, leaving Freminet feeling even more concerned.

With no other choice, Freminet went to ask Lynette about what happened there. After all, she had been present through it all. He peaked his head through the open door, catching his sister's attention.

"Hmm, is something wrong, Freminet?" she motioned him to come in.

"It's about Lyney... did something happen back there? He's been avoidant all night...".

Lynette let out a sigh and proceeded to explain the fallout between him and the traveller.

Freminet listened intently, slowly nodding along "I see... Is there anything we can do to help?".

"I'm sure with time, he and the traveller will come to an understanding".

The younger brother nodded but let out a soft sigh of disappointment. It had been many times his sibling had helped him out of awkward situations, and now he wanted to return the favor.

"But..." Lynette started to trail off. "He has been awfully moody tonight, I say we do something about it" aside from her usual serious demeanor, there was a slight spark of mischief in her eyes. Freminet could only imagine what she had planned and bregudgingly followed her to Lyney's room.

"Lyney... you in there?" Lynette reached out, followed by a soft knock to his bedroom door.

It was hard to make out, but they heard a faint 'it's open' and the younger siblings made their way in. Upon entering, they saw Lyney laying on his stomach with his face pressed against his pillow, refusing to look at either of them.

After a moment of hesitation, Lynette gave Freminet a slight shove towards their older brother. The youngling let out a flustered squeak, the freckles across his cheeks slowly being drowned out by the pink color overtaking them. He gave Lynette a flustered glare, while she only prompted him to keep going.

With a deep breath, he spoke out "Lyney...?". He only got a slight humm in reply, signaling that the magician was listening to him, despite keeping his face hidden. Freminet let out another breath before continuing "Lynette told me about what happened... with the traveller...". He observed the way Lyney's body tensed up at the mention and couldn't help but feel a bit guilty for bringing it up. "I'm sorry, I just... you don't have to suffer in silence...".

Freminet's voice grew softer and he took a seat next to Lyney. Shortly after, Lynette made her way to sit on the opposite side of the bed.

"We both know you're hurting, whether you admit it or not" Lynette's voice was sharper, but she only wished to get through her stubborn brother.

"I already said I'm fine..." Lyney whined out like a toddler, burrying his face deeper into the pillow. The other two couldn't help but softly snicker in amusement.

"If you'll keep sulking like that, then I guess we have no other choice..." Lynette and Freminet exchanged some glances, as if communicating telepathycally. Then, Lyney felt the magical hand of his assistant slide down his side, causing his whole body to jolt in surprise. But he wouldn't let his image falter from a simple touch and held onto his pillow tightly. As if it would somehow save him from his demise.

"Noho tickles, Lynette..." the magician let out a whiny giggle, muffled by his pillow, but still audibly adorable.

"In that case, your turn, Freminet".

"Huh...?" Freminet's gaze shyed away.

"C'mon, he won't bite" Lynette teased him, causing the younger boy to pout slightly.

"Fine..." he hesitantly reached out and gently tweaked at his brother's ribcage, earning a high-pitched squeak.

"gyAH! Dohon't listen to her, Freminehet!".

Usually, Freminet was one to oblige to Lyney's request. But he noticed that the elder one didn't as much squirm away from his touch, did he like it, perhaps? With that in mind, Freminet's fingertips kept delicately exploring each and every ticklish bone. Causing a cascade of giggles to pour out of Lyney's mouth.

"Nahahaha! Ihihit tickles!!" the magician blurted out the obvious through his hysterics. His legs started kicking out from behind out of instinct, but that would soon end when he felt weight settle on top of his legs.

"That's the point, silly" Lynette spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. Now with her brother's legs pinned, she started to poke and scribble at the back of his knees.

"eHEEK! AHAHAHA! NAHAT THEHEHERE!" if it were anyone else, Lyney would try bucking them off, but he couldn't risk hurting his sister. So he did the only thing he could in this situation and took the tickling like a champ (not really).

Lyney's hysterical and goofy sounds filled up the room. High-pitched charming laughter mixed in with snorts rang through the siblings ears.

"Hey Freminet, you should target his armpits".

"W-wait, Freminet dohoHON'T!!" Lyney's whole body jumped, errupting into another fit of contagious laughter. Poor Lynette got flung off of him, but landed flat across the bed. When she got up to see the commotion, there was Freminet, his small fingers carefully poking and scribbling at the ticklish hollows.

"Am I doing this right...?" he asked feeling unsure of himself, even though Lyney was currently crumbling from those simple touches.

"WAHAHA! P-PLEASE! I CAHAHAN'T!" Lyney rolled over onto his back and grabbed at Freminet's wrists, causing him to stop. The younger siblings observed the magician take in deep breaths. His chest heaving, hair all messy, eyes a bit watery, and a bright smile on his face. It looked like their plan worked after all.

"She put me up to it...!" Freminet blurted out, feeling a bit afraid that he took things too far, earning an eye roll from his sister. But before his thoughts could run wild, he felt a playful hand ruffle his hair. "H-hey!...".

When he looked down, he saw Lyney still smiling brightly at him. A genuine smile, Freminet thought. He couldn't help but smile back at his brother.

"Thank you for that, you two" Lyney smiled a bit sheepishly with flushed cheeks. But right now this moment was more important than whatever embarrassment he felt. He wrapped each of them into his arms, pulling them close into a snuggle pile.

"Looks like he's back to normal" Lynette said, both she and Freminet snuggling into each side of Lyney.

"Next time, please don't keep your feelings to yourself..." Freminet whispered out softly, not daring to make eye contact.

"Alright, alright, lessoned learned. I'm so glad to have such a reliable support system~" he gave each of them a squeeze. The three of them enjoying their silent company for a while, until... "But that doesn't mean I'll let you both go scott free...~" he spoke in a teasing tone, causing both siblings to tense up in his embrace.

The rest of the night was spent with cuddles and laughter. Whatever happened in the future, he was sure he could pull through with his family...

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Im sorry if this is shit but I still think its cute 🥲

#genshin impact #genshin tickle #genshin tickle fic #lyney #lynette #freminet #lee!lyney #ler!lynette #ler!freminet

[ppystkposts]

Thoughts | Thomato

part 1

A/N: This is my first fic, so please be gentle. It's very short, I hope to get you guys opinion on this

warning: tickle (duh)

words: 436

Thoma didn’t know what he was feeling. I mean, he knew it, but was tried to reject the butterflies he felt everytime his master needed his help.

At first, he thought maybe it was just because he had never dated anyone before, but he realized maybe it wasn't simple like that. His mind were just 'Ayato, Ayato, Ayato. '

Was it maybe a kink......? No, he never had those thoughts with Ayaka.

Whatever was it, It was getting a bit out of hand.

Ayato was working, as always, in his room since it was near bedtime. Thoma was cleaning, per usual, but he couldn't help the glaze to his master, 'why's he so handsome? no, more than that, he's absolutely stunning...If I could tackle him down, I would use his feather pen to trace over his muscular body. He would squirm at the tinglish feeling .T-thoma...." and call my name.'

.....

'WHAT

Now, what are you thinking of your own master Thoma? He gave you everything and unlike the other 'masters' he speaks to you with a gentle voice and treats you so well. If you ever tried to tickle him, he would never forgive you, you sinner.'

"Thoma?" Ayato cut his thoughts

"Yes, master?!" He promptly answered as his heartbeat increased a bit more.

"I was wondering if you could help me with this..." Ayato pointed at the pile of papers near him as he knew Thoma didn’t have much knowledge in politics.

"Of course!" The man quietly sat down near his master and began to organize the papers.

'That scared me, just if Master Ayato could read my thoughts. .. I don't know if I would be more or less embarrassed by not speaking with words. But look at him again. His handwriting is perfect, I don't even have much to do in here.

Hm....? what is this'

Ayato was now hugging Thoma from behind and his hands traveling the servant sensitive torso as he said

"Thoma, I noticed"

What????? what did he notice? "Y-yes?"

"You were staring at me. What were you thinking?"

"N-n nothing master, p-please" DID 'MASTER NOTICE I WAS HAVING DIRTY THOUGHTS?'

"Oh really, I think you're not being sincere to me." '??!!!'

Now, It really began. Ayato used his short fingernails to send electric ticklish shocks through Thoma's stomach and torso. Everything was happening so quickly that he didn't even have time to try and catch Ayato's hands.

'Why is master tickling me, why he's so good at this too?' Thoma had so many questions with no answer at all.

"M-mahahaster plehehease dohont" Thoma cried

"Please don't what, tickle you? But you're not being a good boy, don't you think that's a good punishment?" he asked as he continued the assault now moving to Thoma's sides."NAHahaHA I'm SOHOHrRY"

"If you're sorry, tell me the truth," the tickle stopped.

Thoma was breathing heavily and using the time to try and formulate the right words. 'What am I supposed to say?'

#tickling #ppywrites #tickle community #genshin tickle fic #genshin tickle #thomato tickle #lee! thoma #ler! Ayato

[synthleeius]

A well deserved break

i lived😨 AHHHH missed writing so much ANYWAYSANYWAYS enjoy my rats 🫶🫶

paring: lee!reader x ler!venti

“Windblume..?”

You opened your eyes halfway, turning your head to look up. To see your favourite wind-wielding archon looking down at you, you couldn’t have had a better start to your morning. But, you had to admit.. it did seem a bit early. Looking out the windows of your teapot, you could see it was barely sunrise.

At this moment, you knew you wouldn’t be able to muster enough energy to talk at all. So instead of using your words, you decided to climb onto him and huddle yourself into his chest. Hearing him let out his signature giggle, you knew he approved.

“Love, it's only 6.. go back to sleep.” he murmured, stroking your hair. melting into the touch, you gave him a sleepy kiss on the cheek. “What.. what day is- is it?..” you said with a yawn, tucking your head under his chin. “its Wednesday.. why?”

“Wednesday…” you repeated, thinking to yourself for a second. Wednesday.. Wednesday…..

..oh.

God fucking damm-

You fully opened your eyes, letting out a long wine. “Windblume?.. What's wrong?” Your beloved asked, looking down at you for a moment.

As much as you wanted to lay in your lover's arms for the rest of time, you started to make your way to the door. Or.. tried to.

As soon as he heard you about to shift, he tightened his arms around you. “Huh?.. Where are you going love?” he asked, turning your face to meet his eyes.

“Just commissions.. and.. Lisa wanted me to help organise the library. Oh, and i agreed to help Jean with some knight work.. and-”

Suddenly, a finger pressed up to your lips. “Shh.. that's enough.” Venti hushed, “All of that stuff can wait until at least 10 in the morning, right?”

You sighed, “It can’t.. I still have to help Albedo with his experiment afterwards too, so I might take a bit.” You moved to get out from his hold, giving him a knowing glance when he didn't let go

“I’ll be back around 10-ish, okay?” You leaned in to kiss him again, this time on the lips. He melted under your touch, moving his cape to rest along your shoulders. “Now you have to stay in for a bit. C’mon.. just a few hours?...please?”

of course, you were honoured to be wanted by the anemo archon. In your defence, you really did need the primogems..

You sigh, turning your body towards him and hugging the god tightly. “I’m sorry Ven.. I really do need to go though. I’ll finish up as soon as I can, okay? I promise.”

Honestly, looking back at it,

you don't know why you thought that would work at all.

Him and you both knew that he was stubborn, and even more adorably grumpy when he's just waking up. Venti simply gave a grunt of disapproval, slipping his arms under yours and returning the embrace.

The bard tapped your back softly, alerting you to look up at him. You did as requested, only to be met with dove eyes looking back at you. “..Please? Come on.. please? pllleeeaasee? pleasepleaseplea-”

“Venti.”

You chuckled, pulling away to cup his head in your hands. “You know I love you, but you really can't reason with this. It's final, even your puppy eyes can't change fate.” you hummed, peppering kisses all around his face.

He quickly scrunched his nose up, smiling widely. “ehe- stohoap..” he giggled at the stupidness of his partner, his eyes squinting at you. You pulled back, returning the stupid smile. “Okay, now I really have to go. Want your cape back or am I leaving with it? Then, all of Mondstadt can know I'm yours~”

The archon blushed at the thought, looking back at you after averting his eyes on reflex. “You.. don’t know how much i’d love that..” he mumbled out, “But maybe.. you could just.. stay? only for a few hours..?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, “How many times have I said this? You can’t convince me Ven. People need help, and I’m here to serve their needs. I'm not called “honorary knight” for nothing you know..”

A small noise of dissatisfaction left Venti’s mouth, as he began to talk out his offer. “Just.. 10 minutes. Please? I won't whine anymore I promise!”

You thought about it for a moment, before giggling to yourself. “I suppose.. But, if I’m late I’m blaming it aaallll on my favourite bard you know~.”

Your partner shushed you, adjusting the both of you to lay back down as he wrapped you in his arms. “Is your plan to make me fall back asleep again? Because.. it's working..” you laid back, melting back into the pillow under your head.

Your partner moved closer, resting his head near your collarbone and leaned up to place small kisses around the area. Your shoulders slightly scrunched up, tightening your arms around the archon.

“hm.? ..oh. sorry, i forgot how ticklish you are~..”

The word sent a shiver down your spine, causing you to arch your back ever so slightly. Venti cooed quietly, “Don’t worry, don’t worry.. I’m not planning on completely attacking you. Just relax, okay?"

You couldn’t help but smile at him, well, literally, as he continued to dot his lips all around your neck and shoulders. “mmhp- Vehehenti..”

“Yess, my lovee~?” He giggled softly, pulling back and huddling you against his chest. Once he knew you were comfortable, his hands slowly moved to rub up and down your sides. “Yohohou..” Is all you could say in response, your brain short-circuiting from his movements.

“Awh.. are the tickles making your pretty little head all foggy, huh? You really need to relax more, you know..” He suggested, unknowingly teasing you. At his words, you let out a soft whine and tightened your grip around him; he's right, he was making your head all fuzzy..

His hands finally slipped under your shirt, causing you to gasp gently. You couldn’t help but try to twist away as you felt his hands curl into your sides, fighting the urge to slap a hand over your lover's mouth after he giggled at your antics.

“My dearest.. You really are rather cute, you do realise that.. right?” He said in a certain tone of voice that made you wanna hide under the covers and never come out, archons, he always knew didn't he?

“mmmph nohoho..” You whispered , unable to stop the sounds coming out of your throat. One of your hands held onto the back of his nightshirt, making sure your face was hidden into his chest and tucked away from his view.

“No? Are you sure?” He asked, taking on a fake confused tone. His nails began to trace circles around your sides, teasing the bottom of your tummy ever so slightly. You felt your body jump, unable to stop the giggles that poured out of your mouth.

“Fuhuck! Vehenti!-” You couldn’t help but yelp at his fingers, your body involuntarily squirming away. To no avail, he simply held you tighter to keep you in place to be able to continue. “That's me, your favourite bard~ How can I help you, sweetheart?”

You groaned in between your giggles, “Yohour so mean..” Is all you said, running out of things to say. “Oh, I’m the meanest am I? I'm just sooo evil, almost as evil as trying to leave me for 4 hours? Do you even realise how long that is? Hm?”

“Ihi dihidn’t mean to! I’m just buhusy todahAH-” You let out a loud sound of suprise, his nails trailing onto your stomach. One of his hands traced squiggly lines around the space and the other circled around your navel area.

“nonohEhaha!- fuhuck! Ihi’m sohorryy!-” You said, your body in a slight shock from the sensations. “plehehease! Ihi’m too tihired for this!”

“Your tired? Great! That means you’ll stay in today right?” He asked, not expecting an answer. After all, you knew that wasn’t a question, but instead a statement. “Buhut.. I have stuhuff to do..”

“I’ll take care of it, If they have a problem with you taking a rest for once then they can take it up with me.” He said, his index finger gently tracing just around your navel causing you to let out a soft squeal.

“VeheEhen! Ihi dohon’t knohow! Lehehet me thIHink!-” Your own laughter cut you off, trying to twist out of his hold. “Come on.. Just say yeess~” He giggled, using his other hand to move up to your ribs and digged in.

“FUHuck!- Ohokay! Whahatever! plehehease!” You resorted, moving both of your hands that you’ve been restraining the whole time to grab ahold of his. Finally, his hands slipped out from under your shirt and moved to hold you close.

“You work too hard, my love.. I know you don't think you want it, but your body needs this break. So.. Just this once?” He looked down at you with puppy eyes, his head tilting into the pillow.

“..I can’t say no, can I?”

“Precisely."

You sighed happily, rolling your eyes. “Fine, just this once.”

As you repeated his words, you could already tell this wouldn’t be the first time.. But, it wasn’t so bad right?

#genshin impact tickles #genshin tickle #genshin tickles #tickle fic #lee!reader #ler!venti #ler venti #lee reader #genshin impact tickle #genshin impact tickle fic #genshin tickle fic #syns stuff

[kasagiggles]

Hiii!! Would you mind writing a fic with lee kaeya and ler mika? Thank you so much in advance!!

HI ANON! :3 thank you so much for the request! i hope u like <33

⊹ ⨯ ➜ lee: kaeya

⊹ ⨯ ➜ler: mika

(this is my first time actually writing something so bear with me)

warnings: tickles!! (sfw)

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“captain kaeya?” he asked, knocking on the fancy wooden door. he fiddled with his yellow tie. a small shuffle was heard from kaeyas office. “captain? are you ready for our expedition?” he said louder, knocking on the door yet again.

“ah, my apologies, please come in.” mika slowly pushed open the door, seeing a puzzled kaeya in his chair with his hand over his chin.

“you look troubled. is something bothering you?” he asked, tampering with the cover on his book.

“i uh… it’s nothing, really. let’s head out.” he began to get up, tidying up his office before leaving.

“n-no, i insist. what’s wrong? maybe i can help.” kaeya paused, sighing. he turned to mika, who was now sitting on the couch in his office. “come sit, let’s chat.”

“i guess i should comply.” he chuckled, coming over to sit next to mika. the yellow haired boy fiddled with his fingers, although he wasn’t good at comforting people, he wanted to help kaeya, kaeya has done a lot for him.

“s..so.. what’s up?” he looked down at his book that was now on his lap.

“to be honest, it’s not something i’d like to get into.” kaeya said gently, putting a hand on mikas shoulder.

“ah.. i’m sorry. i-i shouldn’t have-“ “please. don’t worry about it, i’m going to be okay.” he reassured the young boy.

mika sighed, slumping back. until a brilliant idea popped in his mind. maybe he could do something else to make him cheer up.

“hey.. so.. there’s this thing my mom always did to me when i was a kid, it would help me a lot when i was sad.” he rambled, smiling at the thought of those cherished memories. kaeya cocked his head. “what might that be?”

mika laughed under his breath, opening his book and taking out his feather pen. “may i touch you with this?” he asked, not realizing how stupid it sounded until it came out. “i-i, um .. i’m sorry i’m not trying to be weird i just-“ kaeya cut him off, “i’m not sure what’s going on, but i trust you. go crazy.” he chuckled.

“o-okay.” kaeya stared at him, eager to find out what his plan was. mika took the soft feather, dragging it over his ear.

the sound that came out of kaeyas mouth was one he would never live down. kaeya wasn’t familiar with the concept of tickling, but something about it made him feel warm inside.

“ah..ahaha.. it.. feheels funny..” he scrunched his shoulders, embracing the joyful feeling. “it’s supposed to! laughing always makes you feel better.” mika said, more confidently. he took the feather and slid it over kaeyas side, he gasped, automatically flinching at the tickly touch. “come on.. don’t bottle it up, just laugh!” he smiled.

finally his laughter began to grow, he clutched his stomach, it felt like his worries were just evaporating. mika took his other hand and began to squeeze at the flesh of his other side. “GAH! AHA!” kaeya scrunched his face, laughing and squirming like there was no tomorrow. “my gohoodness!! ihihi thihink it’s working!” his laugh was deep and charming. mikas nimble fingers and the ever so light touch of the feather were driving him up the wall. his brain was overwhelmed with stimulation and joy.

“okahay!! okay plehease noho mohohore!” kaeya pleaded, mika immediately stopped, watching the captain catch his breath.

“so, did it work?” mika asked hopefully. kaeya nodded, still giggling. “yehes, it did. thank you mika.” he placed his hand on mikas head, ruffling his hair. he yelped, pushing away his hand and laughing.

“are you ready to head out now?” mika asked, he stood up, tucking his book away in his bag.

“you know it, could you go tell jean for me that we’re leaving? i’ve gotta pack a few extra things.” kaeya stood up as well, dusting himself off.

“no problem!” mika said proudly, marching out of the room. kaeya smiled to himself, mika probably had no idea, but that gesture of kindness made his entire day.

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#genshin tickle #lee!kaeya #genshin tickle fic #ler!mika #sfw twords

[rand0m-s1nner]

Ler!Yelan x lee!reader

this one is a request from @xavilee hehehe- i hope you like ittttt~

Being a treasure hoarder meant running from the law. All the time. You cursed every Archon when you tripped on a branch and rolled through the grass, desperately trying to get away from the person chasing you. You haven’t seen her before, it was a tall woman with short blue hair and you quickly noticed she had a hydro vision. Just as you were about to get up and continue running, something wrapped around you and yanked you back, nearly causing you to collide with the woman’s legs. You fell with a grunt and grit your teeth, looking up at her in disdain. 

“Now don’t give me that look, thief. How foolish of you to think you could get away.” The woman said, the hold of the strange blue rope holding you tightening slightly. You figured she was controlling it with her vision, making you powerless against her. That’s it, I’m gonna go to jail…

“I just have one thing to ask of you. Where is your camp?” 

“Wh- as if I’d tell you! I don’t even know who you are!” 

Of course, you knew getting defensive was a bad idea and you were struggling to maintain your composure under the woman’s piercing gaze. You were in an extremely vulnerable position right now and you knew it, but your pride wouldn’t let you surrender. 

“My, how feisty. My name is Yelan, from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, though I doubt that matters right now. Taking care of scum like you is not usually what I do, but I had to make an exception.” 

You eyed her with annoyance, struggling as best you could against the restraints. 

“Don’t bother, you won’t be able to wiggle out of this. Now, tell me, where is your camp?” Yelan asked sternly and you gulped. You were scared, but you also weren’t going to betray your friends. “I won’t tell you.” 

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, she didn’t expect you to rebel when you were clearly overpowered. 

“Listen kid, I’m only going easy on you because you seem young and dumb. Just make this easy for the both of us and tell me where the camp is.” She urged but you shook your head defiantly. She pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance and sighed. 

“Fine, I have another way to make you talk.” 

Suddenly, you were lifted into the air by the rope tied around your arms and waist and kicked your legs aimlessly, your eyes darting around while a bit of nervous sweat dripped from your forehead. What was she going to do to you? Would she hurt you? 

You were snapped out of your thoughts when her finger poked your belly. You looked down at her hand in disbelief, then at her face. She looked very serious and focused while she kept poking and prodding you, making you squirm. 

“H-hey! What thehe hell are you doing??” 

“Making you talk. Will you tell me where your camp is?” 

Another poke to your stomach, then to your side. 

“Ngh- N-no-” 

A scribble to your neck. You scrunched your shoulders with a squeal and blushed from embarrassment. Was this really happening right now?? 

“Stubborn I see. That’s fine.” Yelan said and suddenly you were upside down, still held up by the strange blue rope. Your shirt had ridden up to expose your stomach and ribs and you instantly broke into laughter when she used both hands to scribble all over your midsection. She let out a satisfied hum and continued her attack, her quick fingers not slowing down. 

“WAIT- WHAHAT ARE YOU- AHAHAHAH NOHOHOHO FUCK YOUHOHOU I’M NOT TELLING YOU ANYTHIHIHING!” 

“Hmm, still not backing down? Alright.” 

You squeaked when she started to scribble along your inner thighs with her long nails, driving you up the wall and making you blush twice as hard, having such a sensitive spot targeted. Your defenses were starting to break and you knew you couldn’t bare this much longer. 

“STAHAHAP PLEAHAHASE- AHAHA OH MY GOHOHOD-” You were screeching at this point, squirming against that stupid rope in a frenzy. Yelan was tickling your inner thigh and stomach at once, smirking. 

“You know how to stop this. Just tell me where the camp is and I’ll let you go.” 

“FUHUHUCK YOU!”

Shit, you probably shouldn’t have said that. You were on the ground in a flash, both of your shoes getting yanked off at once by another rope that was more like a flexible appendage. You didn’t have time to catch your breath before being sent into deep belly laughter, eyes filling with tears of mirth as Yelan tickled both your feet ruthlessly, restraining your ankles with the rope. She kept switching from scribbling to poking to rubbing your soles with her thumb, it was unbearably ticklish. You couldn’t handle it anymore and tried your best to speak through your laughter. 

“EEP- I’LL TAHAHALK I’LL TAHAHALK PLEAHAHASE I’LL TEHEHELL YOU I SWEAHAHAHAR!” 

“Now that’s more like it. You were a tough one to crack…” She muttered, getting off of you and releasing the rope, making you slump onto the floor, breathless. You were still giggling and twitching from that “brutal assault” and Yelan waited patiently until you caught your breath, her eyebrow raised expectantly. 

“Hah-...ugh…it’s…near Cuijue Slope…ugh…” 

“Perfect.” She hummed triumphantly as three men came out of nowhere behind her and hoisted you up. 

“Don’t think you’ll be left unpunished. Carry them back to Liyue for further interrogation.” She commanded and the men obliged. You were too weak to struggle and simply let yourself be taken away, smirking to yourself. If only she knew your camp wasn’t near Cuijue Slope at all…

#genshin tickling #genshin impact #ler yelan #lee reader #gn reader #gn!reader #yelan x reader #genshin tickle fic #oneshot #request #ler!yelan #lee!reader #ticklish reader #ticklish!reader

[koditama]

My prince

DAY 3: Ticklish Kiss

happy tickletober <3

Warning: This fic is not safe for work | cw overstim

ship: kaebedo

words: 1,343

Summary: Albedo is a lot more sensitive than neither Kaeya nor himself realized.

READ ON AO3

[A/N: heed the tags, this is not a sfw fic <;3]

“My prince.”

Albedo smiles at the nickname, leaning right back in for another breathtaking kiss. Kaeya and himself don't usually have much time to do things like this, but today had been entirely uneventful, so they were able to retire to their homes early. At least, the city thought they went to their respective homes. Really, Albedo was currently pressed hard against the back of the cavalry captain's front door, the two of them barely making it past the threshold when they arrived.

“Kae-” Albedo is interrupted with another kiss, but he’s not complaining. He can feel it on his lips when Kaeya moans, and Albedo opens his mouth to welcome the other’s prodding tongue. “Kae come on.”

“Relax, Prince.” Kaeya says once he pulls away, his head tilting to start a trail of kisses down his neck. “We have all night.” 

“Yes, but-” A sudden tingling feeling shakes him out of his thoughts, as Kaeya begins to kiss right under his ear. Against his own will, Albedo’s shoulder scrunches up a little./ The sensation spreads the more Kaeya kisses down his neck, and it becomes harder for Albedo to hold in his sounds. “K-kae wait- wahahait-” 

“Ticklish, dear alchemist?” Kaeya asks into his neck with a smirk. “How adorable.”

“It’s not-” Just then, Kaeya begins to nibble at his neck a bit, causing Albedo to put his hands on Kaeya’s shoulders and push away a little. He already feels a bit weak, having been taken off-guard by the tickles in the first place, so this doesn't do much. “Kaeyahaha you- you’re ruining the m-mood. Ah!” Albedo squeaks, jumping and really trying his best to hide his neck from Kaeya’s wondering mouth. In the process, he exposes the other side, and Kaeya takes full advantage. “Noohoho!”

“Yes.” Kaeya mocks, chuckling and continuing his ministrations. “You know, you’re so cute when you laugh.”

“Stohohop,” Albedo squeals, trying to push a bit harder on the others shoulders, “Kaeyahaha!”

“Hm,” Kaeya hums, “I wonder about here.” Suddenly, a hot, wet mouth is latching onto the Khaenrian star in the middle of his neck, and Albedo gasps.

“Kae wait-” Another hard suck, and Albedo feels his knees wobble a bit. It feels good. It feels so good. Every second Kaeya’s mouth stays there, Albedo feels like he goes more and more insane. “Kaeya that’s- fuck.” He moans, throwing his head back. It thumps hard against the back of the apartment door, but he can’t find the piece of mind to care.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Kaeya says against the star. The vibration causes Albedo to let out yet another increasingly loud moan. “My dear, you never told me just how sensitive you are here.”

“It’s- ah! It’s too-”

“Hm, no. It’s not.” Kaeya leans up for a moment to whisper in his ear. “You can take it.”

The star on his neck had always been sensitive. Any injury to it would hurt far more and for far longer than any normal one, and Albedo even once considered wearing some kind of collar to keep it safe, but all the materials he tried to use ended up being quite irritating to his skin. 

Despite all that, he never considered the possibility that it would feel like this. That it would feel good for it to be touched in such an intimate way, to be kissed and licked and sucked. While one half of his brain tries to file away this information for later, the other half of his brain is focused on not going insane at the sensation.

That is proving pretty impossible with Kaeya refusing to let up. His tongue peeks out to lick a stripe across the mark and Albedo lets out a shaky sigh, and when those lips attach hard to it and suck, he feels like a goner.

Albedo is starting to feel like he's going to die. Moans are flowing out of him as the sensation becomes almost unbearably good. He’s about to start begging when he feels a hand gently cup his crotch. He hadn’t realized just how hard he was. “Oh my archons-”

Kaeya laughs, pushing the heel of his hand down slightly. “Feel good, Prince?”

“Fuck,” Albedo whines, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. His hips buck involuntarily, providing him with little friction. “Fuck, Kaeya, please-” He begs, but all he gets in return is a particularly hard suck against that dreaded spot. “Shit!” He moans, hips bucking a little faster. At this rate he’s going to come-

“Then come.” Kaeya purrs. Albedo must have said that out loud. “Go ahead.”

“No-” Albedo whines. “N-not like th-this Kaeya please just touch me-”

Kaeya chuckles again, making Albedo’s whole face flush from embarrassment. “I’d much rather watch you fall apart like this.” He says, sliding his knee between the alchemist’s legs, causing them to part. Albedo stumbles slightly, but Kaeya coaxes him to lean his weight against his thigh. “That’s it, good boy.”

The extra friction and the hard press against his crotch makes Albedo almost yell. “Kaeya fuck!” He moans, reaching out to grip Kaeya’s jacket hard, his knuckles going white. “Feels so good, Kae, don’t stop.”

“That’s what I thought.” Kaeya says, reaching to grab Albedo by the hips and pull him forward, guiding him into grinding against his knee. Albedo goes willingly, setting his own pace. He feels a few tears fall down his cheeks, but he's beyond caring at this point. Albedo feels so close to losing his mind, and Kaeya choses that exact moment to bite down on the mark.

Albedo chokes, folding forward and just barely avoiding hitting his head on Kaeya’s. Kaeya lets out a soft “woah there” followed by a chuckle, but Albedo is too focused on the orgasm hitting him in waves as he grinds against the knee between his legs in a steady rhythm. It seems to last a lifetime, and Albedo is shivering and panting by the end of it.

“Feel good?” Kaeya asks, cockiness clear in his voice. Albedo groans, punching lightly at his chest, and Kaeya laughs. “My prince.”

Kaeya, in an attempt to comfort him no doubt, begins pressing his thumbs against Albedo’s hips in small circles. This does anything but comfort him.

“Oh archons no Kaeya, nohot that- '' He reaches down, gripping Kaeya’s wrists with as much strength as he can manage. “Kae plehehease dohon’t-”

Kaeya looks confused for a moment, but upon seeing the grin on his lover's face, he smirks. “You know,” he starts, applying a bit more pressure, “people say that ticklishness increases tenfold after an orgasm.”

“Kahaheheheya!”

“Do you feel more ticklish, dear alchemist?”

“Yehes!” Albedo squeals, pushing weakly at the other’s wrists. “Yes Kaeya, I- nohoho! St-stohohop ihihit!”

“You're adorable” Is the only response he gets as Kaeya leans in to start peppering his neck with kisses all over again. The kisses are extremely ticklish, but to his credit Kaeya does avoid the star mark completely. Albedo is thankful for that at least.

Despite the tickling being even worse now than before, it makes his stomach flip happily. He squirms, trying his best to lessen the feeling, but Albedo finds he doesn't want it to completely stop. His hands hold Kaeya’s wrists lightly now, and his forehead falls onto the other’s shoulder.

Kaeya laughs fondly. “Lost all of your fight?” He asks, moving to scratch lightly at his stomach under his shirt. Albedo flinches, his giggles kicking up a small notch, but makes no move to get away. The lower the torturous hands move though, the more that feeling starts to build in his core once more.

Kaeya’s fingers eventually reach his pants, undoing the button and he leans back. Albedo is forced to look up at his face, and finds a devilish grin staring back at him.

“Albedo, dear,” Kaeya says, reaching to pull down the alchemist's pants, “think you can come again for me?”

With that, Albedo watches Kaeya drop to his knees, and he knows he’s in for a long night.

#kodi writes fics #nsft #tickletober 2022 #kaeya #albedo #kaebedo #tickling #tickle fic #genshin tickle fic #ticklish albedo #overstim #overstimulation #koditama

[lemonpils]

Clear As Water - Lumine x Cyno

AN: thought id get high and write for a rare pair!! idk i just think they're cuties <333 ALSO SEMI SPICY??? NOTHING TOO BAD JUST HALF NAKEY LUMINE <333

Summary: Cyno and Lumine have started patrolling together around Sumeru. One day, the two go for a swim to cool off, and Cyno cant help but ogle.... and touch.

The heat was almost too much, at least for Lumine. Her steps got slower, her breathing got heavier, she wasn't used to this type of labor. In short, she hated it. But there was at least one thing that made the heat worth it. "Lumine, are you coming?" The white haired male called, he was a few yards ahead. "Yea, I'm coming- don't worry about me." She said with a huff. The white haired male, Cyno, had asked Lumine if she'd like to accompany his patrols for the week, and without a second thought she accepted. Why did she accept you ask? Not sure, maybe she enjoyed his company, his dry jokes, his endearing tone towards her, his smile, his eyes, his...

Never mind, that's not important.

"You look tired, we could sit for a bit, gather your strength." He said with a sly tone, he was somewhat amused at the fact that she wasn't handling the heat as well as he could. But maybe there was a part of him that was a tad worried, he never really saw the traveler so exhausted. "Mm, are you sure? I'd hate to make you late on patrols." She spurted out. In truth, she wanted to rest, but she'd hate to be a burden, especially in front of the General Mahamatra, so uncool. "No, its alright. We've been making good time, we have more than enough time to rest." He lightly smiled as he walked back to her, taking a piece of hair that had clung to her face and curled it behind her ear. "There's a small stream just around the corner of this cliff, why don't we go for a dip?" He offered. A tint of blush hit her cheeks, making her face look even more red. He smiled at her reaction, they had grown closer over the passed few months, this week was just a bonus. "That sounds lovely, I need to wash this layer of sweat off, I feel gross." "Heh, poor Lumine, how will she ever survive?" He said sarcastically.

"Shut up."

The pair made their way around the cliff, their eyes widening as they saw the water running down a grassy patch of the canyon, the perfect spot to cool off. Lumine was the first to sprint down, with an unusual amount of energy to what she had before. Cyno quietly chuckled at the sight, following behind her.

He watched as she got to the edge of the stream, she stripped herself of her shoes, then her socks, then her dress...

His face began to heat up, he couldn't process how she felt so comfortable to show- everything. Well, almost everything. She still had her bra and underwear on. "Are you not coming in?" Lumine asked, already in the water, a look of cooled bliss on her face. Cyno coughed out his slight moment of embarrassment, and nodded. "Yes, just give me a moment Lumine."

He stripped himself as well, till he was just in his shorts. Lumine ogled at his white hair, how it looked so much fuller without his hat on. "The waters so nice, you're missing out." She teased.

"I said I'm coming, missy." He scoffed with a smile, stepping into the water and sighing happily as the cool water began to lower his temperature. The two of them soaked in the stream, letting the water carry their heat and exhaustion away. Lumine took in Cyno's expression, carefree, relaxed, so peaceful. She adored it. "You look happy." She smiled. "I am." He lightly smiled back, flicking a bit of water at her. "Pfft, and why's that Cyno?" She teased. He kept his gaze at her eyes, oh how he loved her eyes. "Want me to be honest with you?" He spoke softly. "Always." Her mind was so clear, clear as water. "Because I've gotten to spend this whole week with you, you're quite beautiful Lumine." His light smile grew larger, a hint of blush could also be seen. Lumines breath hitched, what did he just say? Was he being for real? She couldn't believe the words he was saying, there was no way. Did Cyno actually feel that way about her? Did she feel the same...? "Do you mean that...?" She muttered out through her blush. "Yes, you shine brighter than a Lunar Lotus." Lumine leapt into his arms, the water splashed around them as she wrapped around his neck. She could feel her heart beating, she could hear it in her head. Why was she so happy? Maybe she was waiting for him to say something like that, to confirm that the feelings she was having were mutual.

"Lumine? Are you alright?" He asked. "Yea, just... I feel the same." He could feel her smile against his shoulder. "I assumed so, I'm glad." He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist. They stayed in each others embrace for what felt like eternity, it got to the point where Cyno could see the sunset approaching, they had to get moving soon. "Lumine, we have to start leaving." He spoke softly, not wanting to immediately kill the mood.

"Not yet." She spatted out.

"Lumine." He warned.

"Not yet Cyno, please." Her voice was so sweet at times. He smirked to himself, moving his arms so his hands were positioned at her flanks. "Last chance missy, we need to go." "I said no Cynohoahaha! W-Wahahait!" She spurted out giggles, splashing around as she felt Cyno's fingers beginning to wiggle and squeeze along her sides. "No fahair! Quihit ihihihit!" She squealed, how adorable. Cyno only cooed at her, taking in the heart warming sight before him. "Not going to happen, you tested my patience for too long." He smiled, a sweet and tender smile. His fingers worked his way up to her ribs, where he squeezed and prodded between them. "I didn't expect you to be this ticklish, dear." "Ahaha-! Cyno plehehease!" Her laughter raised in volume as he toyed with her ribs, making her squirm and splash even more. "Just a bit longer, I'm enjoying your laugh Lumine." He kept a firm hold on her ribs, and being chest deep in water only limited her movement even more. "Eheheha-! Ihihit tihihckles!" She just kept giggling. "That's the point, now tell me- how long have you felt this way about me?" He asked sweetly. "I dohohont know! I cahahant- tahahalk!" She whined through her laughter, he adored it. "You're talking right now silly, dont lie my dear. Your sins way upon your soul." He teased, jumping down to her hips as he kneaded and squeezed, causing a big reaction out of her. "PFFTAHA! Nohohoho! Not thehere!" She squealed. "Not there you say? How come?" He said sarcastically, making sure to keep a good hold on her, he wouldn't want his little giggle bug getting away. "AhahAHA-! Come ohohon!" She squealed as his fingers kept a latch on her hips, maybe this left him open. "Lumine, what are you- ah! Yohohou little-!" And just like that, the tables were turned, Lumines fingers hand found their way to Cyno's underarms, where she skittered her nails all around. His arms clamped down in response to her sudden action, trapping her hands in as she continued to tickle. "Gotcha'! Not so fun is it huh?" She giggled, watching as he crumbled in the water, letting out the cutest whines and giggles himself. "Nohoho! Stop ihihit! Luhuhmine!" "Yes Cyno?" "I'm sohorry ok!? You cahahahan stop nohohow!" He pleaded. She smiled as he tried to get her hands out, but alas- it was no good. "I don't think you mean that Cyno, and remember what you said! Lying is bad~" She teased, pushing her thumbs into his upper ribs, a spot she knew was bad, thanks to Tighnari. "LUHUHUMINE-!" "Are you realllly sorry?" She cooed. "YEHEHES-! I SWEHEHEHEAR!" He begged through his laughter, the water splashed as he struggled, crashing into Lumines face. She decided to have some sympathy and stop, watching him catch his breath. "You okay?" She asked sweetly.

"You- are such a tease..." He huffed, smiling at her. "And you're not? Serves you right." He chuckled, swiftly picking her up bridal style. "Shut it missy, lets get going." He carried her out of the stream, and into a new found world of love.

#tickle #tickle fic #genshin impact tickle #lee!cyno #lee!lumine! #ler!cyno #ler!lumine #genshin impact tickle fic #genshin fluff #lumine x cyno #genshin tickle fic #tickle content

[otomiyaa]

From 🐺 To 🐶

Wriothesley x Lyney

A/N: This was such a joy to write. Special thanks to @lovelynim for the inspiration (this fic is a huge mashup of multiple loose ideas she had), and to @ticklygiggles for proofreading and motivating me with her enthusiasm.

Summary: Wriothesley has done it. He pissed Lyney off for being too rough. After a chilly silent treatment, Lyney gives him the chance to make amends. (Also on AO3)

Note: They have no canon ages in Genshin but in this fic they are both adults (Lyney young adult, Wriothesley some years older).

Word Count: 4K

Ah, wasn’t it just marvelous? That sweet, hysterical laughter. Those cute and rosy cheeks. The way he writhed and squirmed. Wriothesley only needed one hand to pin his boyfriend’s arms firmly above his head, and one hand to tickle him.

His fingers were long enough to touch multiple sensitive places all at once. And boy, Lyney was ticklish. What a delight. 

“WRAHah-Wrioahaaha! Nohoho- ahahaha !” Lyney’s lovely sounds didn’t go wasted. Wriothesley embraced them, drank them like they were the finest tea. 

Still holding Lyney’s arms firmly and pinning his legs with just his weight, straddling him effectively, Wriothesley spidered his fingers mercilessly all over Lyney’s small torso, digging into his sides and tummy and eliciting the most hysterical bouts of laughter.

“WAHAHah! Nohoh-ohohow stahahahp!” He had him right where he wanted. When he tickled Lyney’s armpit and realized he wasn’t going anywhere no matter what he tried, he released his arms and tickled his other armpit as well, digging his fingers under there to find the hidden treasure.

“And that activates the laughter,” Wriothesley commented dryly as if Lyney hadn’t been laughing all along.

“AHAHAHH! Wahahait- NAHA -” Lyney jolted and arched his back, helpless to Wriothesley’s merciless tickle attack.

“Plea-ahaha nohoho! I cahahan’t breheheathe!” Wriothesley only nodded in response. When he clawed up and down Lyney’s ribs, the hysterical laughter dissolved into the cutest pitchy shrieks and squeals. 

“AAAaahhh! Nohohoooo staahhaap!” Just a little more… He dug his fingers into Lyney’s torso again, his fingers wiggling mercilessly and -

“AHAH Wrioehehehe - IT HURTS !” Wriothesley froze, his hands stopping their assault on Lyney abruptly, and he looked at his face. He looked - ahem. Cute, erotic, but also… Angry. His face was flushed, tears were sparkling in his eyes, and his brows were furrowed.

“Finally - you - stopped. Wriothesley.” 

Wriothesley leaned back and looked at him in surprise. “Did I go too far? Did it tickle too much?” he asked. Lyney weakly moved up and gasped for air. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. 

“Don’t talk to me,” he said before getting up on shaking legs and walking away. Wriothesley watched him go. Oh no. He always playfully tickled Lyney and he would never be this angry? 

“Lyney come on, I was just playing,” he said, following after him and placing a hand on his shoulder, turning him around. To his surprise, Lyney suddenly took his own shirt and lifted it, almost as if he was flashing him to seduce him, but it was to make a point.

“Just playing? Do you see this? I’ve been asking you to stop all this time, and yet you went on. You’re always too rough and I've had it!” 

Wriothesley saw the red marks on Lyney’s delicate skin and he shook his head.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realize - “ Lyney then showed him his arms, all red as well. 

“Did I do that?” Wriothesley asked, perplexed, and he remembered pinning those arms down... Was it that rough? Lyney rolled his eyes and let out a frustrated grunt.

“Did you do that? Gee, I wonder who else has been pinning my arms and violated my whole body like I’m some sort of toy without feelings. It’s a miracle you didn’t crush me, Wrio. And you don’t listen so… Just leave me alone.” 

Ouch. 

Lyney went into the bathroom and before Wriothesley could say something, the door closed with a loud slam.

Oh no. He looked at his own hand and clenched it into a fist. Was he really that rough? He didn’t mean to hurt him. Of course he didn’t. It was just some playful tickling he thought. He was making Lyney laugh, he thought. They were having fun, he thought. Damn, he really hated himself for hurting the person he held so dear. 

He waited until he heard the shower running and decided to put some effort into making up with Lyney. He rummaged into his storage and found some of the best and most valuable teas he had been saving for special moments. Well, this was a special moment… He needed Lyney to forgive him. 

While Lyney showered, Wriothesley prepared the best quality tea for him, and put it on a tray together with a plate of Lyney’s favorite biscuits and some grapes. 

When Lyney came out of the bathroom, dressed in one of Wriothesley’s oversized shirts - throb - Wriothesley gulped and quickly got up. 

“Lyney, I’m so sorry. I made you some tea, it’s really good tea and should be a comfort to your eh, throat,” he said guiltily, realizing that Lyney must probably not only have a sore body, but a sore throat as well.

Lyney sat down on the couch and side-eyed him. He didn’t say a word, but judging from his attitude, he would accept the tea.

“Here,” Wriothesley said, handing him a cup. He was relieved when Lyney indeed accepted it and brought it to his lips. Wriothesley sat down next to him and waited awkwardly for him to drink it. 

“Too bitter.” 

Eh?! After just one taste, Lyney put down the tea and without even grabbing one of the biscuits, he got up again. 

“Lyney wait,” he reacted, but Lyney shrugged and went to the bedroom. He closed the door behind him before Wriothesley could say anything. Argh. Wriothesley stared at the tea, then took it and gave it a taste.

It was fine, but… Ah right. He sighed. It was fine for him. Lyney liked his tea sweet. This was anything but sweet. 

Wriothesley couldn’t believe he was ruining their weekend together. It wasn’t often that Lyney did not have performances to work on, and Wriothesley was busy with work almost 24/7. 

Finally they were together for the whole weekend and he managed to piss Lyney off like this. Wonderful. At this rate, he was going to leave him. Wriothesley stared at his bedroom door and sighed. Well, he had work to do. 

He gave it a second attempt. Lyney only deserved the bestest, sweetest tea in all of Teyvat. So Wriothesley again looked through his collection and found a tea kind from Mondstadt, made with Calla Lily which was known to not only be bitter but also sweet. If perfected with sugar and honey, it had to be to Lyney’s liking. While preparing the tea, Wriothesley started to realize how little he knew of Lyney’s preferences. 

Or well, he did know about them, but how little he actually took them into consideration. Maybe that was how he ended up tickling Lyney until he was angry like this. To him, tickling was just some playful roughhousing, and maybe he didn’t know his own strength either... Oof, bad boyfriend behavior. He had to make it up to him.

“Hmm,” Wriothesley hummed, and he tasted the tea first. Oof, very sweet. He wasn’t a fan, but he was sure Lyney would like it. Satisfied, he knocked on the door and waited.

“Lyney, please. I remade the tea, can I come in?” It was his own bedroom, but right now Lyney was inside, so he had to be the gentleman he usually wasn’t… 

“Fine,” Lyney said on the other side, so Wriothesley was glad to enter and found him on his bed, reading the book Aether had gotten him recently from Liyue. 

Wriothesley put down the tray and gave him the tea. Lyney tasted it, and without a word, continued to drink.

“Is it good?” Wriothesley asked. Lyney nodded quietly. 

“A-alright…” Wriothesley wasn’t sure what else to say or do. Maybe Lyney really wanted to be left alone now…

“Well, is there anything else I can get you?” Lyney shook his head. Oh. 

“I see. Should I leave you alone?” 

Lyney nodded again. Ah, that stung! 

“Okay, I understand. Let me know if you need anything…” Wriothesley literally felt like a kicked dog as he left the bedroom again. Lyney liked the tea, which was good. But he was still angry. Surely he should’ve known a cup of nice tea wouldn’t make things magically better again. 

So, he went out. By himself. Only to grant Lyney the time and space he needed, and of course, to visit some shops and buy some nice things to spoil him with. He found a cute plushie of a black cat and purchased it, then in the next store he also got Lyney a new mug, and a bag of sweets. 

With these bags, he returned home. It was silent and Lyney couldn’t be seen, so without knocking he rushed into the bedroom, afraid that Lyney had already left. 

“Ly- oh,” Wriothesley said, watching in surprise how Lyney was half naked. Lyney was just taking off his shirt, showing that sweet lovely skin Wriothesley loved to touch and tickle so much and - no! Bad Wriothesley! 

“I’m sorry,” he apologized quickly, and he put down the bags.

“Are you going somewhere?” he asked. Lyney gave him a look. Oof, was he still that angry?! 

“Some fresh air will do me good,” Lyney said. How mean. After Wriothesley just went out by himself. He sighed. Well, it wasn’t as if he invited Lyney to come with him…

“I got you something,” Wriothesley said, and he took the plushie out. It was wrapped in the prettiest wrapping paper, and he handed the gift to Lyney. Lyney stared at it.

“I don’t want it.” 

Wriothesley almost fell backwards. “What do you mean?” he asked.

Lyney rolled his eyes. “I don’t want it. It’s not my birthday.” He continued dressing himself, and Wriothesley quickly got the other gifts out.

“I got you these too.” Like he feared, Lyney only eyed the gifts but didn’t bother unwrapping them.

“Nice. We can save them for my birthday.” 

Wha-! Wriothesley dropped the bags and grabbed Lyney’s shoulders.

“Lyney, stop being like this. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I said I was sorry right? What else do you want me to do? How will you forgive me?” 

Wriothesley asked. Lyney only stared back at him. 

“I’ll do anything,” Wriothesley insisted. Ah, now there was some response. Lyney raised an eyebrow.

“Anything…?” he asked.

Wriothesley nodded. “Anything. Whatever you want,” he confirmed. Lyney hummed.

“So… If I say: I want you to let me tickle you, you will do it?” 

Ah, it was still about tickling? Wriothesley nodded. “Of course!” If it was still about tickling, he should’ve just gone ahead and told Lyney he could tickle him back, if that was all he wanted! Stupid of him to not even think of that! 

“For as long as I want to?” Lyney asked. Wriothesley nodded again.

“Sure!” It wasn’t as if he was super ticklish or anything. Lyney could tickle him however he pleased for as long as he liked.

“Good. I will teach you the difference between your technique and mine,” Lyney said. So, he was going to tickle him softly, was that it? 

“Of course, go ahead!” Lyney appeared a little surprised that he agreed just like that. Perhaps a ticklish person like Lyney couldn’t comprehend that someone would submit so easily to a tickle torture on voluntary basis. 

“Good. Then we will do it now.” 

“Right now, wonderful. What do you want me to do, should I undress?” Wriothesley asked eagerly, relieved that this would also stop Lyney from leaving. 

“Just your jacket,” Lyney commanded, so Wriothesley took off his jacket. 

“And your pants,” Lyney added. Wriothesley had to fight the perverted thoughts coming in as he stripped while Lyney still gave him this cold stare. When he was just in his T-shirt and underwear, Wriothesley stood in front of him and spread his arms.

"All yours, baby,” he said jokingly. Lyney still hadn’t melted his ice, and he simply gestured that Wriothesley should move to the bed. So he climbed on his bed and went to lie down on his back. 

“Like this?” he asked. Without answering, Lyney climbed on top of him and eventually straddled him. 

“Hmhm. Comfortable?” Lyney asked, staring down at him. Even when angry, he was so considerate. Wriothesley only started to feel worse about treating Lyney so roughly…

“Yes, I’m fi-” Before Wriothesley could finish his answer, Lyney reached out and without warning scribbled his fingers against Wriothesley’s lower stomach.

“Hohaha,” Wriothesley let out a strange sound as the ticklish sensation surprised him. Lyney repeated the soft tickle, his fingertips fluttering against his abdomen. Despite wearing his shirt, he could feel the tingly sensations right through it, and he shuddered.

“Ohohoh w-we’re hehe stahaharting ahahalready hmhmhm?” he chuckled, surprised that he already felt the urge to laugh while Lyney barely used any pressure.

“Yes, so hold still,” Lyney said, using his other hand to wiggle his fingers against his side. Just softly, without digging in too much, but enough to tickle.

“Hnghh yehehes o-of couhourse,” Wriothesley giggled. How silly. The reflex to move his arms was really there already, but he didn’t want to be in Lyney’s way. Lyney’s touch was so soft and delicate, like Lyney himself. It suited him. His fingers scratched very softly, rubbing circles against Wriothesley’s sides and tummy and causing him to let out a stream of giggles he had preferred to hold back.

“Hehehehe ahahalright y-you’re quihiihite good ahaaht thiihis,” he laughed to encourage Lyney. It felt quite ticklish, but he wouldn’t call it torture. More like a massage that made him laugh. It actually felt pleasant. 

“Ahhhahah!” Wriothesley jumped when Lyney’s fingers moved under his shirt. It felt entirely different to have those soft tickles on his bare skin, and he began to squirm. 

“A-ahahare you ehehenjoying yoursehehelf?” he asked Lyney, but he didn’t get a response. Lyney’s fingers tickled their way up his ribs and paid thorough attention to them, scribbling and fluttering as if Wriothesley’s ribs were the magician’s new musical instrument. They then traveled to his bare tummy and spidered lightly, causing Wriothesley to jump a second time and - oops. 

“Wrio?” Lyney asked in a warning tone when Wriothesley had grabbed Lyney’s wrist. 

“Hehehe reflex, sorry about that,” Wriothesley giggled, and he put his arms back beside himself. He hesitated and then raised them above his head. 

“I’ll - I’ll put them like this,” he said, and Lyney eyed him coldly.

“Good.” Wriothesley braced himself for the continuation of the tummy tickles, only for Lyney to suddenly reach for his exposed and vulnerable armpits.

“HYAh!” Wriothesley let out the most embarrassing sound and moved his arms down in an instant.

“It can’t tickle you this much, move your arms. I remember you telling me you’re not that ticklish at all, so it shouldn't be hard to keep your arms up,” Lyney said, wiggling his fingers gently against Wriothesley’s armpits despite his desperate attempts to defend them.

“Ahahaha I’m nohohot uhuhused to thihis!” Wriothesley laughed. He could remember it too; him telling Lyney confidently that he could try and tickle him back but that it would be no use, since he was not that ticklish. He then proceeded to tickle poor Lyney to tears. One of the many times… To think that Lyney put up with his apparent rough and ruthless tickle attacks for so long, and here Wriothesley was, already squirming and wriggling because of this very soft and gentle tickle session.

“Are you really going to keep moving your arms? I can’t tickle you properly,” Lyney complained when Wriothesley again moved his arms to cover up his most sensitive areas.

“If you can’t keep your hands away, I’m afraid I’ll have to use this.” 

Wriothesley heard a familiar sound, and the next second he saw his very own handcuffs being twirled around by Lyney. He was sure he carried those handcuffs on him earlier as he went out, kind of a habit even on his day off. When did he…?  

“Did you forget your boyfriend is a magician?” Lyney asked, judging the confused look on Wriothesley’s face.

“No I… I’m sorry.”

“Will you keep your hands out of the way, or do we cuff them?” Lyney proposed. Wriothesley shook his head.

“I’ll keep them out of the way. AHh-hehehe!” He was immediately laughing again and his hands shot forward to catch Lyney’s fingers that had tickled his hips all of a sudden.

“Y-you caught me off-guard!” Wriothesley whined, but Lyney shook his head and took the cuffs in his hands. He lifted himself off Wriothesley and flipped him over on his stomach. Just like that!

“We will do it like this,” he said, cuffing Wriothesley’s hands behind his back. Wriothesley wasn’t protesting but… he was also still processing the fact that Lyney was tying him up. He was going to tickle him while in a helpless state.

“That’s… Unfair. I never cuffed your hands when tickling you,” he tried to reason calmly. 

“Did you ever need to? Besides, what’s so bad about handcuffs? I know how to free myself from them. I’m sure you can do it as well, no need to be a magician for that, not-so-ticklish Mr. Wriothesley,” Lyney lectured. Eep. Wriothesley blushed for getting himself into this position, and he wondered how he was going to endure this. His confidence had kind of faded...

He waited for Lyney to turn him back around, only to suddenly feel an unbearable ticklish sensation on his sides as Lyney had wriggled his fingers there so he could brush against his bare sides and tummy from behind.

“Nahhah! Hehehe-” Wriothesley laughed. Maybe this position was a blessing. He was anything but cool right now and wouldn’t want to face Lyney like this!

“Does that tickle?” Lyney teased.

“Yehehes! It does- hahahaa!” Wriothesley felt his laughter increase and increase even more, especially when Lyney’s fingers climbed back up his ribs again. He squirmed and struggled, but with his hands tied behind his back, he really was more helpless than he had ever been before. 

And with those ticklish sensations intensifying…

“Lyehehe-Lyney! I’m reheheally sohohorry!” he apologized through uncontrollable giggles.

“Are you now?” Lyney sang. His fingers arrived at his armpits again and managed to find those sweet spots that made Wriothesley jump. He felt Lyney bounce on top of him, still straddling him, and more laughs and cackles left his lips.

“Eeehehehee! Dahahaamnh!” He wriggled from side to side. That tickled so bad! And still all this time, Lyney was only using minimal pressure. After tickling his armpits until Wriothesley’s voice got even louder, Lyney’s light tickles moved towards his neck. It was a spot Wriothesley hadn’t even tried on Lyney before since he’d just squeeze and claw at Lyney’s slender torso until he cackled, but he realized the neck could be rather sensitive with how much he was laughing and writhing.

“Nohohot thehehere!” he whined, moving his head from side to side. It was such a vulnerable spot, and Lyney skilfully trailed his fingers against the skin of his neck, under his chin, even his ears. Why did it tickle so much!

“Not here, really? Is this the spot?” he heard Lyney ask. Before he could process what happened, Lyney managed to flip him over on his back again with surprising strength for a guy so small. And finally Wriothesley could see his face again and… He was relieved to see him smile. He no longer had the cold aura around him. The look in his eyes was as soft and tender as his tickles were, and Wriothesley couldn’t help but blush and feel shy under his judging gaze all of a sudden.

“Plehehease,” he whined when Lyney’s fingers scribbled randomly at any spot they could find under his shirt. He arched his back and gasped.

“Please what?” Lyney asked, probably thinking he was going to beg him to stop the tickling.

“Kihihiss me,” Wriothesley giggled instead. He was so in need of that affection after seeing Lyney angry. Lyney smiled and leaned in.

“Ask again,” he said with a smirk, his fingers finding a really sensitive spot right at his waist and tickling it very softly with his nails.

“HNghehehhe! Kiss me,” Wriothesley moaned softly. Lyney finally closed the final distance between them and kissed him. Their lips moved together while Lyney’s fingers continued to explore the most sensitive places on his body. Which was... anywhere actually, Wriothesley learned. From his tummy to his sides, and he even moved his hands further and found a really sensitive spot on his lower back that made Wriothesley shudder when it was tickled with quick and soft little scribbles.

“AHhhaha not thehehere!” he laughed again, but Lyney shut him up with another kiss. Damn! Wriothesley’s entire body was on fire as he moaned, his giggles muffled while Lyney continued to kiss him more passionately.

They kissed and kissed, he laughed and giggled, and all of a sudden he heard a click. His hands were released from the handcuffs. He had no idea how his magical boyfriend did that so smoothly without him noticing, but he wasn’t going to ask. 

Satisfied with his freedom, he immediately wrapped Lyney into his arms and kissed him as if his life depended on it. However even while kissing, he now remembered: soft. He didn’t need to pin him down or squeeze him firmly, or kiss him without a break until he couldn’t breathe. He shouldn’t hold him too tightly, he shouldn't do anything that might hurt him. He could take it slow and easy, and he realized that was how Lyney enjoyed it the most.  

With Lyney still on top of him, they made out, and finally when they pulled apart, Wriothesley asked, just to be on the same page: “Are you still angry?” 

Lyney smiled. “I was never angry.” 

Wriothesley frowned. “Hm? You were very angry.” 

“Wasn’t. How else was I going to let you submit to this?” Lyney asked, demonstrating by tickling Wriothesley’s cheek and neck softly. Wriothesley responded with a sudden giggle and he twitched.

“Buhuhut…” Before he could ask, Lyney kissed him again.

“You forgot again. Your boyfriend is a magician, but also a performer. I know how to act.” 

“Really?” 

“Of course I was a little irritated. You tickled me so much until it did hurt a little, and I was also embarrassed. But everything else was just me making sure this would happen,” Lyney admitted, and he tickled Wriothesley again.

“I cahan’t believe y-you hehehe,” Wriothesley laughed, but he couldn’t help but hug him tightly again. He loved his boyfriend so much, and everyday he would still learn new things about him.

“So... About those gifts…” Lyney finally said, and he looked at the bags. 

“May I still receive them? I’m curious what they are.” 

Wriothesley chuckled and shook his head. “Of course. They’re all yours baby.” And he watched fondly how Lyney jumped off the bed and rushed towards the bags with adorable excitement. Yeah, never a dull day with a ticklish and sneaky cheeky magician Fatui as his boyfriend. But Wriothesley wouldn’t trade him for anyone else!

[Epilogue]

“Ahahahah! Wrioheheh-Wriothesleheheey! Nohoho!” Lyney couldn’t stop giggling as Wriothesley lightly tickled his stomach and sides. 

Hugging his newly gifted cat plushie tight didn’t give him any protection. The plushie even happened to be a nuisance when Wriothesley’s fingers found his underarms and brushed gently against the spots. Embracing the plushie, it was hard to move his arms, and Lyney kicked as a reflex. Of course that didn’t affect his huge boyfriend in the slightest.

“Hehehehe not thehehere! I cahahan’t mohohove!” 

It was the morning after a long and lustful night during their weekend together, and Lyney was currently facing Wriothesley’s wrath and revenge for tricking him the previous day. Well, it did result in something. He now tickled him with so much care, softness and tenderness. In a way it felt even more ticklish than ever. It felt better.

“Do you want me to stop? Just say the word.” 

Ah, they had also officially introduced a safeword now: “Nehehever!” Alright, that wasn’t the actual safeword. No way would Lyney surrender now. But, the safeword was ‘jellyfish’. Just a random word they came up with together during their heated night together, but with the way Wriothesley was indulging him right now, Lyney doubted he should ever use it. 

“Alright, then I’ll continue tickling you just as I please~”  

Wriothesley sounded so happy and content that Lyney couldn’t help but feel that his little act really paid off. Just another improvement in his remarkable romance with the Lord of the Fortress of Meropide!

#genshin impact #wrioney #tickling #tickle fic #wriothesley #lyney #wriothesley x lyney #advice if you enjoyed this: look up [wrioney] on twitter #so much glorious fanart with them #I'm STUCK in the algorithm and happy there<3 #otomiya!writes #lee!lyney #lee!wriothesley #ler!lyney #ler!wriothesley

[lovelynim]

Nature's embrace

Genshin Impact - Albedo

A/N: This was such a bliss to write, huhuh, inspiration kicked just in time. Also, shout out for @ticklygiggles for showing me this fanart that gave me the idea for this fic's plot. Also, huge thanks for @eliankrios for sponsoring this work!

Summary: During one of his expeditions to explore nature, Albedo runs into a unique kind of plant.

Word count: 2096 words

This was definitely not the kind of specimen Albedo hoped to find during his field trip. Certainly, it was an interesting discovery - given its unique features - but it would be best to study this plant if he wasn’t about to become its prey… Wait, was “prey” the right term to use here?

Albedo looked down at his limbs, studying his predicament more carefully. Despite lacking (or, at least, seeming to lack) a nervous system, the plant could control each of its vines skillfully. Its movements were… precise, almost calculated. Albedo could even be bold enough to suppose it was also studying him back, fiddling with some random parts of his outfit like if it was trying to find out what his clothes were. Interesting, Albedo noted mentally.

But there was no denying in the fact that the plant already seemed to understand what he was. The way the vines moved around Albedo’s limbs in a serpent-like motion and the surprisingly firm grip it kept on his body were what brought the theory that this plant was preying on him in the first place.

“I can’t reach my sword…” Albedo mumbled to himself in a rather calm tone, looking down to his things scattered around the tree - in which the plant’s main body seemed to be on. The alchemist let out a small sigh, knowing he would be lying to himself if he said he wasn’t interested in such peculiar flora. However, having the feeling that he would be molten into a puddle of nutrients and absorbed by the plant’s roots wasn’t exactly enticing his curiosity.

Albedo tilted his head back, leaning it against the bark. The alchemist looked up to his arms, moving his left wrist in circles and confirming, once again, that whatever this plant was up to, it didn’t seem like it was going to let him go.

“Perhaps it is a sentient specimen… It keeps fighting back my attempts to move away,” Albedo noted out loud, noticing that the vines entangled around his legs seemed to behave in the same way as the ones from above - a detail that only sparkled another question within his mind, after all, the plant seemed to be much bigger than he first expected.

Instead of multiple organisms working together to ensnare and feed off a larger prey, this actually was starting to look like one large being. Add to think vegetation would develop to this point… Albedo sighed, he really wished he could have discovered it in a different way.

Getting himself lost in thoughts and theories about his wild captor, Albedo could barely notice the shifts in his surroundings. It was only when one of the vines flicked against his cheek that the alchemist snapped back into reality, the sudden strange feeling catching his attention. Almost as if it was caressing him, the vine gently wiggled, leaving his skin coated with some kind of sticky substance. Maybe the sap?

Thankfully, Albedo thought, this wasn’t some kind of digestive fluid or acid. It didn’t feel like it was burning or provoking any kind of irritation on his skin, it was just… slightly cold. And sticky. Perhaps it was a substance the plant produced to avoid getting its vines dry. He would need to study that further later on.

That, of course, if he could free himself from whatever this plant had in store for him.

Albedo closed his eyes, ignoring the slightly annoying prodding against his cheek and focusing on using his elemental powers. Just carelessly releasing a burst would probably damage - and maybe even kill - this specimen, but if he could focus on producing just enough power to free one of his hands, then he could work his way out.

Still, he could be sure how his captor would react to such a thing. There was the slight chance that the vines would try to rip one of his limbs off his body, but this would also be a chance to find out if this thing had some sort of nervous system, after all.

A small, but bright orange glow started to come from his palm, spreading all the way to the tip of his fingers. Visualize it, Albedo, he thought, imagining some small, sharp rocks cutting the vine that kept his arm restrained above his head.

“H-huh?”

The feeling of something moving around his neck broke Albedo’s focus. One of the vines wrapped itself around his throat, but instead of trying to choke him - like he theorized - that tendril was… poking him?

Albedo narrowed his eyes, puzzled. He leaned his head to the side, trying to block the vine from moving around his neck, but being coated in the sap made it slip past his defenses, continuing to explore the new batch of skin it just found.

It felt… weird, or funny, if you will. Albedo unconsciously gritted his teeth inside his mouth while a confused look remained on his face. It felt like the vine was tracing the side of his neck, rubbing small circles against random spots. Just as Albedo was about to come up with another theory for this new behavior, the plant found its way to the golden star that rested on top of his adam's apple, flicking the tip of its tendril and making a surprised, high-pitched gasp escape Albedo’s lips.

“W-why did- pfft… agh, no,” the alchemist whined, using all his effort to suppress… a chuckle?  The alchemist clenched his hands into fists, pressing eyes shut in a vain attempt of ignoring that… strange sensation.

There was no logic behind such behavior. Could this be some kind of defense mechanism because he tried to use his elemental powers? Could this strange plant really think so further ahead as to decide to tickle its prey in a way to incapacitate them? But before Albedo could further analyze the plant, he felt another vine moving. This time, the plant wrapped it around his arm and swiftly made its way inside the sleeve of his coat.

This simply couldn’t be happening.

The corner of Albedo’s lips threatened to curl up in a smile as that damned vine began to prod at the middle of his underarm and as if that alone was not enough, the tendril around his neck continued to move, tracing the underside of Albedo’s jaw in a way that sent shivers down the alchemist’s spine. 

Albedo lowered his head and tried to pull his arms down, fighting the urge to smile that was building within himself. If this was, in fact, some sort of strategy to stop him from freeing himself, then all he needed to do was to focus. I can do it, Albedo told himself inside his head, putting up his best efforts to channel his attention away from the ticklish feeling.

The picture of sharp rock edges cutting the vines was harder to visualize, as if the image was getting blurry. Albedo pressed his lips shut, his breath hitching while the tendrils moved as they wished against his body.

The vine around his neck continued to explore each inch of skin that it could reach, stroking behind his ear, then down against the side of his neck and back under his chin. No matter how much Albedo tried to block it by moving his head and scrunching up his shoulder, that devious plant continued to find a way to slip past his defenses.

Of course, the one “attacking” his underarm was not far behind. For some reason, the sensation of it sneaking inside his coat made Albedo feel even more sensitive to its touch, feeling an electric sensation run from wherever it touched straight up to his brain. The vine wiggled against the middle of his hollow and even slid further to poke at the top of his ribcage - something that made Albedo want to crawl out of his skin and desperately jerk his arm down.

But even under all this stress, the alchemist felt like he was getting somewhere. He could feel a tiny stone forming above his palm, slowly taking the desired shape. The struggle, however, was to not get ahead of himself: if Albedo released that small amount of energy, he probably wouldn’t be able to damage the vines enough to free his arms and would have to start gathering it all over from zero. Steady, he told himself, feeling his body tremble with the quiet giggles that left his lips. Even if it was slow, there was still some progress and-

“Hnngh! N-nohoh! Gehehet out!” Albedo groaned, caught by surprise when another tendril started to move against his thigh. When did it even get there?!

Letting out a fit of laughter, the stone in Albedo’s palm shattered in a couple of tiny pieces that ended falling on top of his head. Great, there it goes with all his hard work, Albedo would’ve thought if he wasn’t busy laughing.

How could this thing even know which spot could disrupt his focus like that? Albedo tried to kick and pull his leg back, but this weird plant already had one of its vines wrapped around his ankle making sure he wasn’t going anywhere.

Albedo couldn’t resist any longer. Technically speaking, wasting his energy in resisting the urge to laugh would take him nowhere. The alchemist laid his head on the tree’s back and laughed - maybe this would be enough for the plant to let him go?

Sadly (or thankfully) it was the opposite. It seemed that the more he smiled, the more he giggled, the more enticed to go on the plant got. 

A fourth tendril crawled his torso, finding the opening between his shirt’s buttons and getting itself inside, quickly becoming part of Albedo’s demise as it tickled his stomach and chest.

The sensation of the sap against his bare skin made Albedo cringe, but he couldn’t get bothered by it for long as the tickling would soon take the room left in his brain. “Eheheh, l-leheheave me alohohone!” Albedo laughed, starting to blush a little.

If he had to name the worst one among his assaulters, it would definitely be the tendril tickling his leg. It kept wiggling back and forth between the back of his knee and under his thigh, pushing all the buttons to make Albedo utterly helpless and reduce him to a puddle of laughter.

At some point, Albedo somewhat wished this thing was actively trying to eat him. At least, he would be able to handle the situation or have his flight-or-fight response kicking in and making him more useful. 

For some reason, Albedo didn’t feel like he was in danger. It could be the effect of some sort of pollen to make it less likely that he would harm the plant, but he felt… like having fun? Of course, he didn’t even want to start to think about how embarrassing it would be to get rescued from such a situation, but at the same time… he thought there was no need to hurry to do so.

The rational part of his brain, however, couldn’t help but feel uneasy about this whole situation. If he continued to laugh and squirm because of the ticklish attack of the vines, he would, eventually, be too weak and tired to fight back. What if the plant revealed its true man-eating nature at such a point? What would he do?!

“A-agh, sohohomeone- ahahah, h-hehehelp me!!” Albedo cried out softly through his laughter. Just as he called for aid, he felt the vines moving a little faster, tickling him harder and more mercilessly, almost as if they were… punishing him for it? “AhahAHAH, o-okahahay! I’m sohohorry!!”

Just how helpless did he need to be to be begging for mercy to a plant? Still, Albedo let out a sigh of relief when it seemed to work. The vines eased the pressure against his skin and slowed down again, making Albedo think this was indeed some sort of playful creature that just wanted… to mess with him.

“Don’t worry, Albedo, help will arrive at the right moment,” Aether mused to himself. The traveler, sitting on top of a high branch, used one hand to hold the binoculars in front of his eyes while the free one swung and twirled mid air, almost as if he was a puppeteer pulling the strings… case in point. “For now, let’s keep having fun,” Aether chuckled, channelling more dendro energy to summon a fifth vine and making Albedo’s laughter raise a pitch.

#genshin impact #genshin impact tickling #albedo #lee!albedo #ticklish!albedo #tickle fic #there is a bit of #ler!aether #but shhh #commission #to: eliankrois

[tklpilled]

HELLO Venti is sooo the cute..

Can you pretty please write something with him in it? Preferably as a lee, but whatever you'd like to do is fine!!

If not, just ignore this haha ❤️

"How interesting," Zhongli muses, "that you'd choose such a sensitive vessel."

"Y-yohou're one to tahalk!" whines Venti, curling up around Zhongli's hand clawing at his tummy.

"I'm not an archon anymore," clarifies Zhongli. "It makes sense that I have a fully human form. You, however..."

Venti digs his heels into the ground. "Enohohough! Shut uhup, stohohop it, plehease!"

"It makes me think," Zhongli continues, as though there isn't a cackling, desperate bard in front of him, "that you enjoy this. Why else would you simply let yourself be so ticklish?"

"D-dohon't say that!" Venti wails, blushing up to his ears. "It's nohohot like thahat!"

"Oh?" There's a hint of teasing to his tone. "Is it the word ticklish that gets to you?"

"Mohohorax!"

"Is it any variant of the word tickle? Perhaps if I point out how much this is tickling you—"

Venti shoves his friend's hands away suddenly, scrambling out of reach. "Don't be ridiculous," he laughs, though he's blushing even more than before. "A simple word doesn't fluster me."

"...Tickle."

"Zhongli."

#ask #anonymous #genshin #tickle fic #lee!venti #ler!zhongli #zhongven #arty writes

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Hi sakuraaaa I saw requests are open so I wanted to ask- May I requesteth a platonic Ler itto or Ryuji with lee reader rararararararar- If so then thank youu :D

Ler!Itto x lee!reader

This is a bit shorter than normal (as if all my fics arent short-) but still hope you like it nontheless :3

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Itto x gn!reader (interpret as you wish)

Lee: reader

Ler: Itto

Warnings: Tickles! Itto calls reader "hombre" at the beginning but take it neutral lol

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“Sup’ hombre!— Woah, you look terrible! What happened?” the one and oni had approached you with his usual boisterous demeanor, planning on dragging you into his next adventure that may land him in jail again. All those thoughts went out the window when he saw the undereye bags that adorned your face. 

“Busy, can’t sleep” a sharp response emerged from you, like an automatic machine.

“Busy with what? I’m sure that whatever it is isn’t more important than rest”

Nothing. Complete silence filled the room. Whether you purposely ignored him or got zoned out didn’t matter, Itto’s expression looked as if you just had insulted his whole culture for refusing to take care of yourself. 

“You gonna play like that, huh? Fine then! You asked for this” a mischievous smile spread across his lips as he sat behind you, scooping you onto his lap with ease.

“Woah!— Itto, what gives‐” any complaints fell deaf as you felt some malicious nails claw at your tummy. 

“What’s wrong? Someone’s got a ticklish belly?~” he cooed into your ear, watching as your tired body squirmed. 

“S-stohohop it! I’m seheherious!” you couldn’t hold back. Sleepy giggles spilling out of your lips against your will as the oni’s fingers squeezed and scribbled all over the soft skin. 

“Well so am I! See? Serioussss” he made an attempt at seeming firm with you, which only made you giggle louder, much to his amusement. 

“Pff, silly. But jokes aside, you better get some sleep, or else~” uh oh, those words never lead to anything good.

“Or else whaHAHAHAHA?!” you squealed at the top of your lungs when you felt his lips vibrate against the side of your neck. Before nibbling and making playful growling noises.

“GYAHHH! OKAY! OKAHAHAY! I’LL REHEHEST! JUST STYAHAHA—”

Just like that, the tickling ceased. You instantly took deep breaths, feeling like you just ran away from the police trying not to get caught with the Arataki gang. 

All that squirming and laughing really tuckered you out, eyelids slowly fluttering closed. There was a nice warmth in your chest, perhaps you needed this more than you initially thought. Remember to thank him later when you wake up.

Itto didn’t mind having you sleep in his lap, if anything he adored it. He patted your head delicately like a small kitten. “Sleep well, cutie~” he whispered into your ear before placing a ‘lil kiss on your forehead. You can rest safe knowing this oni’s got you.

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#genshin tickle fic #arataki itto #itto x reader #ler!itto #lee!reader

[ticklygiggles]

Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 20 - Cursed

Tighnari x Cyno

A/N: the amount of times Cyno calls Tighnari 'Nari' in this one is ridiculous, but do I regret it? I certainly don't dkdkfkf This one also got longer than the others, so I hope you enjoooy iiitt

"A curse?"

"Yes, something like that," Cyno said, smiling tenderly when Tighnari pressed a kiss to his forehead as he placed a cup of tea in front of him. “Thank you, Nari��� some treasure hoarders disguised as Akademiya students were discovered stealing some ancient scrolls that no one has been able to decipher,” he explained, taking a quick sip of his tea as Tighnari sat beside him on the couch. 

“That is weird. To think the Akademiya would let something like that slide… but if they do not know what is written on the scrolls, why do you say you’ve been cursed?”

Cyno wrapped an arm around Tighnari’s shoulders, leaving the cup on the little table in front of them. “Well, apparently, the reason why these scrolls were well hidden was because anyone who is in contact with them, gets cursed."

"Did you touch them, Cyno?"

Cyno tensed up. Oh no, that was Tighnari's nagging tone.

"N-Nari, I didn't know they were cursed! They only said so when I had put them back! I promise!" 

Tighnari frowned. "And what kind of course is it?"

"W-Well, they don't know. They say it's something different each time. Some people forget who they are, some others fall into a deep sleep, s-some others lose their vision?"

Tighnari gasped and quickly got on his feet. "Are you crazy?! What are we going to do?! When is it going to happen?!"

"N-Nari!" Cyno took his hand, trying to pull him back to the couch. "They say the curse has an immediate effect, so whatever is going on, it's happening right now," he said, trying to calm his lover. "Also, the curse has a limited time! It depends on the person, they said, but most of the times, it goes away within a few days! I remember who I am, I am wide awake and I still have my vision, see?" 

Tighnari looked at him intently, his eyes lingering in the glowing purple of Cyno's vision. It was true that Cyno didn't feel extraordinarily strange. He was tired, but that was only natural after a long day of work and the butterflies fluttering inside his stomach were also common when seeing Tighnari. Everything was just as always.

Tighnari hummed, sitting back beside Cyno. “Well, you should tell me if you feel anything strange.”

Cyno smiled, nodding softly. “I will, Nari,” he said, leaning in to kiss Tighnari’s lips. The forest ranger kissed him back gladly; for a moment Cyno grew worried, would he pass the curse to Tighnari if they kissed? That’d be troublesome, indeed, but once he felt Tighnari’s breath fanning across his face, he couldn’t hold back. 

Cyno gently cupped Tighnari’s face and pulled apart from the kiss so he could tilt Tighnari’s head back and kiss his neck. Tighnari shivered and when Cyno kissed a sweet spot under his jaw, he giggled. 

“You knohow that spot tickles.” Cyno flinched heavily, pressing his body against Tighnari’s with a soft squeal. “Cy-Cyno? What’s wrong?”

Cyno blinked, pulling apart, looking at Tighnari’s face and then at his face. “Did you just… tickle me?”

Tighnari tilted his head to the side. “No? I said you tickled me- whoa!”

Cyno flinched again, jerking to the side and letting out a soft giggle as he felt something brushing against his side. He was certain Tighnari’s hands weren’t touching him. And when he quickly checked his side, there was nothing, not even a bug crawling up his skin. Was he imagining things?

“Are you okay, Cyno?” Tighnari sounded worried again and Cyno was quick to take his hands and kiss his fingers. "Is this about the curse?"

“I am okay, I just felt a little itchy on my side, that’s all. Did I scare you?” 

Tighnari hummed affirmatively, but soon was humming pleasantly as Cyno started to kiss his neck again. Tighnari smelled so good, Cyno wasn’t sure if it was his ointments and oils, but he smelled fresh and nice and-

“Cynoho, stohop doing that, it really tickles- again?!”

Cyno shrugged his shoulders, giggling when he felt a tickle under his ear, the exact spot where he was nuzzling his nose to smell Tighnari’s scent. Why was that happening? It seemed that every time Tighnari said that word Cyno would feel-

Oh.

Oh no.

Tighnari gasped, “Cyno… do you have a tickling curse- ah, you do!”

Again, Cyno giggled, shivering when he felt something akin to fingers brushing down his spine. He had a tickling curse. How humiliating, of all things, it had to be a tickling curse? Really? He had to admit, though, this was better than losing your memories or your vision, but still… wasn’t it a bit too stupid? And was this triggered only when Tighnari said any variations of the word tickle? Would other people also trigger the curse if-

“Tickle.”

Cyno doubled over, laughing when an invisible hand clawed at his tummy. “Nahahari!” Cyno looked up at him with an arm around his middle. “Stohop saying that!”

Tighnari giggled, “so this is the curse? Perhaps the scrolls knew you didn’t have bad intentions?”

Cyno blushed, “that’s silly, Nari. Now, I think we should go to bed and rest for-

“Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle!”

Cyno threw his head back, laughing loudly, his hands clawing at his sides in an attempt to make the sensation go away. It felt like someone was squeezing up and down his flanks, but there wasn’t anything there, only the pure tickly sensation. 

“I think the scrolls knew you were very ticklish.”

“Nahahahari, plehehease! Dohohon’t say that word!”

Tighnari laughed. “Oh, I wish I had a Kamera right now, you look so cute. How does it feel to be tickled by actually nothing, Cyno?” Cyno couldn’t talk between his laughter as the tickling latched to his hips. He jerked and squirmed around the couch as Tighnari chuckled and giggled seeing his reactions. “Hey, if I say I want to tickle your ribs, does it work? Oh, it does.”

Cyno cackled, wrapping his arms around his ribcage, but the tickling spread from the lowest one to the highest, making him shiver and arch his back, the sensation unbearable. 

“Nahahahari! Dohohon’t be mehehean!” 

“I am not mean, maybe if we make use of the curse it will fade away sooner?” Probably because he was already overwhelmed by the tickling, Cyno thought that that wasn’t such a bad idea, but he could barely say anything as the tickling wrapped around each of his ribs, making him hiccup already. “Maybe, if it tickles more it’ll be faster!”

No, he was just being mean!

“Nahahari, don’t you da-

“Maybe some tickles under your arms will do the trick.”

“AHAHAHAHA! N-NAHAHARI!” Cyno clamped his arms to his sides, shrieking with laughter. Of course Tighnari had to get his worst spot, right? He soon became incapacitated by the tickles and could only throw his head back in hysterics. “NOHOHO!”

Tighnari chuckled seeing his lover laughing his head off. “Tell me, do you feel less ticklish?”

Cyno was howling, tears of laughter falling down the sides of his face. He certainly didn’t feel less ticklish, if anything, he felt even more ticklish the more Tighnari said the word. Oh, it seemed he was really going to die because of this curse. Dying of laughter wasn’t so bad, was it?

“Okay, I won't say the word. Stop now- oh it worked! Does the curse respond to my commands?” Tighnari said and Cyno collapsed on the couch, laughing still as the sensation stopped all at once, leaving him twitching at the residual tingles under his arms. “Are you okay there, Cyno?”

“N-Nahahari,” Cyno whined, trying to sit up. “Y-You are soho mehean,” he said before feeling Tighnari’s lips pressing against the tip of his nose. 

“And you are so cute,” he said, wrapping his arms around Cyno’s waist. “I am glad this was your curse, Cyno. I was really worried.”

Cyno huffed, wrapping his arms around Tighnari’s shoulders. His poor lover, he really had a bad time thinking that something terrible would happen to him, in that case, tickling was not all that bad. 

“I think you’ll have to stay here until the curse fades off,” Tighnari said and Cyno nodded. “I wouldn’t want anyone accidentally tickling my boyfriend.” Cyno started to giggle, feeling the tickling against his ears. “And seeing his cute smile as he gets the tickles on his hips.” Cyno nearly pushed Tighnari off him as the tickling kneaded at his hips. “Or his tummy?”

“Nahahahahari! Stahahahap!”

Oh, Tighnari was really going to kill him!

#miya&mia's tickletober #Tickletober #Tickletober 2023 #genshin impact #tighnari #cyno #cynonari #ticklish!Cyno #tickle fic #mia's things

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

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.”

#lee!aether #lee!ga ming #lee!gaming #ler!heizou #ler!kazuha #tickle fic #tickling #genshin impact tickling #Genshin impact tickle #genshin tickle #genshin tickling #genshin impact #aether #gaming #heizou #kazuha #venti #xiao #lyney #wanderer #scaramouche #percival fics #ga ming

[nataliewritez]

A Magician's Trick || Genshin Tk Fic

A/N: Hello!! I have just finished the Fontaine story quest and qidjjwd I'm so dearly inlove. That is all. also it's semi rushed but SHHHH-

Warning: Spoilers on Fontaine Act One, if you haven't finished it and wish not to be spoiled, do NOT read!

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After winning the trial thanks to Paimon and Traveler's help, Lyney and Lynette had headed home. As they made it towards home, they couldn't help but feel slightly worried for Ferminet, after all, the poor guy had rather bad anxiety.

After a long trip, and the amount of people riding the aquabus, having to rudely barge through them like a stampede, and the rain from the previous trial almost making them slip in each turn, the two eventually made it back home. Lynette had opened the door using their spare key's, and the two finally set foot inside.

They were met with silence, as Ferminet was, as usual, in his room, looking out the window as he snuggled up against his penguin toy. The two had to hold back an awe before being met with a pout.

"What took you two so long?" He asked, not budging from his position on the bed at all, as Lyney searched for word's.

"Ferminet, we know you're upset, but it really is a misunderstanding." Lyney said, Lynette nodding beside him. They both walked closer to him. "May we?"

Ferminet gave them each a glance before nodding, as the two climbed atop his bed on each side of him, wrapping warm, yet soaking appendages, around him. Ferminet shivered from the wet touch, yet leaned into them anyways, having missed them for what felt like an eternity.

"The Traveler and Paimon told me everything, so don't worry, I'm not that mad." He mumbled, making Lyney sigh aloud, resting his head ontop on Ferminet's, making him look at the two.

"Oh? But you're still mad?" Lyney asked, and as soon as Ferminet nodded, Lyney exchanged a mischievous glance towards his twin sister, who immediately got the message, and coiled their arm's around him slightly tighter, making sure he was still cozy.

"Oh Ferminet, you know we can't accept that! Now, give your big brother a big, wide smile!" He asked, smiling widely himself, however, when Ferminet ever so rudely ignored him, Lyney took action. "Fine, the hard way it is."

And with that, the elder nrother started, his finger trailing up and down the younger's back, dancing underneath his shoulder blades and trailing down his spine. "I have a new magic trick, and it'll make that frown - disappear into thin air!"

At Lyney's teasing, Ferminet's cheeks flushed a rosy red, yet he refused to give in so easily, which both Lyney and Lynette knew would happen, causing Lyney to use two daring finger's. What became two quickly became three, and what became three became four, until five finger's were gently fluttering the younger's back, making their way towards his ribs.

"My dear assistant, would you be ever so kind to keep count with me? After all, our dear Ferminet's ribs must be all over the place from how hard he's trying to keep that adorable pout in line!" Lyney keot up his teasing, his both sets of hands rested at his lower ribs. Ferminet's eyes opened up even wider, as his hands went to grab Lyney's, only to be stopped at Lynette caught hold of his wrists, holding his wrists slightly over his head.

"Sure." Lynette said plainly, yet her tone showed amusement. Lyney went right back into character as his thumbs wiggled over each rib.

"1.. 2.. 3.. 4.." The two counted, and at each wiggle against his ribcage, Ferminet ended up wriggling himself, that pout being replaced with that awfully adorable yet wobbly grin. His rosy cheeks popping out his sprinkled over freckles, as he shook his head slightly.

"9.. Uh oh, I seem to not recall my last number, what about you, dear sister?"

"No, I cannot remember either, do you, Ferminet?"

Ferminet could only whine as they teased him, after all, they all know how bad it was for him whenever they started heading towards the peak, his upper most ribs being more sensitive then his lower one's. "It's five! Count from five!" He spoke out.

Lyney smiled, "Aww, so you were counting with us? I didn't think you'd be the type to play along, even when you're already so sensitive! Kitchi-kitchi-koo!~" The magician chippered at his teases, giggling mischievously as he darted towards his highest set of ribs, thumbs gently massaging at the bundle of nerves.

Ferminet's eyes shut tightly, as his face contorted into an extra wide grin, laughter spilling out for the first time during this entire session, Lyney, and even Lynette, giggled alongside him, as the younger squirmed under their touch.

"L-Lynehehehey! Plehease, nohot thehehere! Mohove spohohots, plehease!" The diver helplessly curled up, legs kicking slightly, he almost hit Lyney, but he swiftly avoided the unintentional attack.

"Opting to hurt me now, are we? Fine, I'll move spots, I'll almost change my positioning!" The magician smiled, before moving himself so he was sitting on Ferminet's waist, he made sure both himself and Ferminet was comfortable, and as the diver showed no discomfort, he gently petted his head, assuring him he was okay.

"If it's too much, just shout 'stop' alright?" Lynette reminded, Ferminet nodding slightly. Lyney looked at the younger brother and thought, wondering if he should get this over with, after a bit of contemplation, he opted for his first toughts, as his hands hovered over the younger. His hands hovered between his hips and sides, being Ferminet's weakspot, as he finally descended down.

Ferminet's breath hitched, yet his smile widdened, despite Lyney's hand just resting on the spot, a large smirk enlaced his features. "My final trick is quite the tricky, I like to call it.. hm, I don't quite know, lets say a magician's trick, hm?" He winked, before taking his gloves off, and finally ending it all.

His fingers wriggled up and down, darting from his hips to his sides, making the younger buck and scream, his face hiding into the sleeves of his arm to not make so much noise. Lyney was skilled, persistent, as his gentle fingertips danced across these two spots rhythmically. While he wasn't paying attention, his arms were finally released, as Lynette joined in on the fun, her manicured nails gently teasing the side's of his neck and even scribbling under his chin. The younger kept his arms in place, this time over his chest, as his troso wriggled and his legs kicked behind Lyney.

"WahaAHAIT! NOHOT THAT! Lynehehette! NohoHo! AhahAHAHA! LYHEHENY!" He yelled at the two, as they both traded smiles.

"Oh? You're keeping your hands to yourself? How cute! Our little diver has some restraint~" Lyney smiled, giggling as Ferminet shoved at him weakly, only to shriek as Lyney kneaded between his hips and sides permanently, making the younger cackle his hardest yet.

"EHEK! WAHAHAIT! NOHOHO MOHORE! STOHOP!"

And with that word, both stopped immediately, arm's wrapping around him with a warm embrace, the magician chuckling.

"Awe, did you enjoy that?" Lyney smiled, only to hold his own chest as Ferminet nodded, giggles still spilling.

"So, you forgive us yet?" Lynette asked, her hand rubbing against his back, as Lyney just hugged him close, looking up at Ferminet with puppy dog eye's.

"Ugh.. fine." He smiled, giggling as Lyney cheered. "Now.. please take a shower, you'll both get sick."

And with that, the three decided to huddle up and snuggle until they all fell asleep, their apology accepted, yet definitely going to be given back tenfold someday.

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[koditama]

Hm.

DAY 2: Shriek

happy tickletober <3

ship: xiaoven

words: 1,013

Summary: Venti should probably keep his voice down if he doesn't want to attract more trouble.

READ ON AO3

[A/N: day 2 <3 im following my own tickletober prompt list, so my prompts will be different from alot of others'! hope you still like this one :P]

“Don’t flinch, you’ll make it worse.”

Venti sucked in a quick breath through his teeth, retracting his wrist from Xiao’s hand. “Seriously, Xiao, I’m ok.” He is, really, it’s just a scratch. An annoying scratch that’s going to get in the way of his lyre playing for the rest of the day, but by tomorrow it will be fine. 

Xiao doesn’t seem convinced, but sighs anyway. “If you say so.”

Venti and Xiao had seen earlier in the day that Aether had been running from one side of Liyue to the other just to finish some commissions. He looked incredibly tired, and Venti offered them both to do his last one so he wouldn't have to return back to Dihua Marsh and could rest instead.

“Really?” Aether had said, practically beaming. “That would be a great help! Thanks guys!”

Truthfully, Venti hadn’t asked Xiao if he was down to help, and at first it didn’t seem like he was. After seeing Aether’s face though, Xiao let a small fond smile slip onto his face and nodded his agreement. “Please, allow us.”

The commission was to defeat a ruin guard. Simple enough, except killing the one ended up angering a few more in the area without either of the vision holders noticing. Just as they were about to finish the commission, Venti was nearly hit by a homing missile.

“Barbados!” Xiao had yelled, appearing by his side just in time to pull him out of the way.

Venti had smiled up at Xiao. “My hero.”

“Shut up.” So quick to blush…

The ensuing fight led them both to this point. The worst of the injuries were a few soon-to-be bruises on Xiao’s arm and Venti’s wrist scratch, but Xiao was determined to make sure Venti wasn’t hurt beyond that.

“Is this necessary?” Venti asks, raising an eyebrow at the yaksha, who has removed Venti’s cap in favor of checking his head for any lumps or bumps. “Yes.” He says, seriously. It makes Venti giggle.

Xiao continues checking everywhere, eventually making his way to Venti’s waist. “Alright, if you really are fi-”

“Ah!”

They both freeze. Venti steps away, rubbing his side and huffing out a nervous laugh. “Sorry, that-”

“You’re injured.”

“Huh?” Venti tilts his head. “Oh! No! I’m really not Xiao, I-”

“Let me see.” Xiao says sternly, walking towards Venti as the other backs away slowly. “Venti, if you are injured I have to see.”

“But I’m not!” Venti whines, covering his sides. He’s clearly not convincing enough, because Xiao reaches out to hold him by the hips and inspect his sides. To Venti's credit, he does try to stay relatively quiet, the key word being ‘try’. He positively shrieks trying to jump back but not getting very far with Xiao’s vice-like grip on him. “X-xiao! I’m fi- AH!”

“Clearly you are not- can you stay still?” Xiao sounds a bit annoyed, reaching to pull the tie on his corset off. “I need to see the injury.”

“It’s not an injury!” 

Xiao glares a bit and Venti has to slap his hand over his own mouth to keep from helping again when Xiao gives his side, no longer adorned with his corset, a particularly firm squeeze. 

Venti, once again, shrieks. “OKAY! Okay, lehehets be done now ohokay?” He tries to squirm, but Xiao stops him.

“Why?”

“...huh?”

Xiao blinks. “Why should I stop?”

Venti feels his face start to heat up. “Well, because…just because.”

“It tickles?” Xiao asks, blatantly. Venti chokes, eyes widening, and Xiao just stares. “Right? That’s why you are yelling?”

“I wasn't yelling.”

“Yes you were.” To prove his point, Xiao wiggles his fingers against Venti’s sides, and the bard yelps, grabbing the other’s wrists. “See? Yelling. People are supposed to laugh when they’re tickled.”

Venti scoffs. “Yeah, well. Maybe if you were actually tickling me properly, I’d laugh.” A pause. “No. Xiao-”

“Hm?”

“That is not an invitation.”

“Hm.”

“Xiao, please. Listen to me. What’re you- ah! Nohoho!” Xiao’s fingers start scribbling over Venti’s sides. Not only does it send him into hysterics, but Venti slowly falls to the ground trying to cover his sides. Xiao simply sits next to him, wrapping an arm around his back and pulling him close. 

“XIAHAHO PLEHEHEASE!” Venti shrieks, pushing as hard as he can against Xiao’s hands on his sides to no avail. Xiao had always been stronger than him, even more so when Venti is…incapacited such as this. “STOHOHOP IHIHIT!”

“Hm.” Xiao hummed, slowing down his fingers and tilting his head to make eye contact with the bard. “You’ll attract enemies if you continue to scream.”

Venti’s loud screeching had died down to more normal levels of laughter, allowing him to take a few breaths. “Nohohot my fahahault!” He whines, still pushing at Xiao’s hands. “Stohohop it- it tihihickles!”

“Clearly.” Xiao sounds deadpan, but Venti can see the small fond smile forming on his lips. It makes everything all the more flustering, and makes Venti’s heart skip a little beat. In a sudden burst of energy, he surges forward to place a chaste kiss on the yaksha’s lips.

Xiao stills, his hands go from scratching lightly at Venti’s sides to holding his hips firmly to kiss him again before he can pull away. Venti smiles against the kiss, throwing his own arms around Xiao’s shoulders and climbing into his lap fully. He loves moments like this, soft moments full of laughter and smiles and warm feelings, and he knows Xiao does too. 

Xiao is, of course, still a menace, and he kneads a little into Venti’s hips causing him to squeak and pull back. Xiao places light kisses on Venti’s face as the bard puts very little energy into pushing at his chest to get away. “Ohohkay thats enohohough…” Venti says, finally wrapping his hands around the other’s wrists and gently pulling them away. “We should get back and turn this commission in for Aether.”

Xiao nods. “Yes.” He leans in, gripping Venti’s chin lightly and pulls his face close enough that their lips are practically touching. “Later.”

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[undercovergamer]

✨ Sunshine and Giggles ✨

⚠️This fic focuses mainly on tickling. Please do not read it if that upsets you.⚠️

cw: brief moment of arms being held at some point!

Based on a dream I had once where I tickled Gorou :)

For this fic, I rewrote my dream notes and replaced myself with Itto. I also turned it into a more silly and romantic setting. Enjoy~

Word Count: 1994

Today was a special day. Gorou and Itto finally had enough time to spend a whole day together, which they wanted to do for quite a while now. After plenty of planning, they decided to run a few errands together in the name of adventure, before playing games and relaxing near a large tree. I mean, you’re never too old to play tag, right? After running around in the grass for quite a while, they were both pretty tired so they decided to just lie down and look at the clouds.

“Ahh… doesn’t it feel nice to just relax and bask in the sun?” Gorou said, letting out a content sigh as he laid in the grass like a starfish.

“Hmm… you’re right, it feels great! The sun is so warm~ and nice~…” Itto replied, stretching out to relax his muscles.

“Yeah, it’s very relaxing! But… let’s be careful not to get sunburnt.” Gorou said, glancing over at his buddy.

“Eh, we don’t have to worry about that, right? It’s not that hot.” Itto replied, chilling with his hands behind his head.

“Let’s just be careful not to fall asleep. We should probably get some shade soon…” Gorou looked up at the big tree, which wasn’t too far away.

“No problem, it’s too bright out to sleep anyway, haha! At least for me.” Itto chuckled to himself, smiling as usual.

They spent the next few minutes viewing the scenery, feeling the soft breeze blowing through the grass. It felt so nice and relaxing to spend time together like this… but eventually, Itto started to feel a little bored. He looked over at Gorou who was laying next to him, about a meter or two away. Just curious, y’know. But then, the oni suddenly felt a wave of mischief come over him…

“Hey, I’m getting kinda bored… you wanna play some more?” he asked, sitting up with a “subtle” smirk on his face.

“Again..? I’m a bit tired right now…” Gorou replied. He didn’t really feel like running around at the moment. At least not yet.

“Oh, don’t worry! You don’t have to get up for this one… heheheh…” He felt playful seemingly out of nowhere, getting a silly idea to bully the general just a little bit.

“Hm? What do you mean…?” Gorou asked, looking up at him with curiosity.

Itto scooted closer with a mischievous look, giving him a slight poke to his tum, resulting in a surprised jolt as Gorou covered the spot.

“H-Hey!” Gorou’s ears twitched and he became nervous seeing the look on his friend’s face. Itto chuckled and poked him again, resulting in a squeak. “Eek! D-Don’t!”

“Heheheh! Ooh, what’s that? Is someone ticklish?” Itto asked, grinning with mischief. Oh dear…

“Uh… I-… um…” Gorou’s eyes widened, realizing his fate might be sealed. However, before he could make his grand escape, Itto playfully wrestled him down.

“Hehehehe! Imma getcha!” Itto teased, grinning at his newest catch and wiggling his fingers above him.

“W-Wait! Wahait! L-Let’s not get too hasty here! Heh! Uhm-!” Gorou said, nervously looking around and already losing his so-called composure, giggling in advance and wagging his tail.

“Are you ticklish here~?” Itto teased as he started tickling the general’s exposed sides. Wrong day to wear such an outfit, huh?

“EEP! Ahahe! Nohoho!” He immediately burst into a flustered giggling fit, trying to protect his sides while pushing Itto away, which didn’t work.

“Aw! You little liar, you ARE ticklish! That’s so cute~” Itto teased playfully as he gently squeezed his sides and waist, making him arch his back and yelp, laughing louder. His smile was adorable and Itto loved seeing him so silly. He kept his tickles soft and playful so that his little buddy wouldn’t freak out too much.

“Ack-!! Ahahahahahaha!! Stahahap ihihihit!!” Gorou laughed, squirming and bucking his hips, trying to roll away. Gods, what had he gotten himself into?

“Hehe! You’ve gotta let loose every once in a while, y’know! You can’t be serious all the time, right? Even war generals have to laugh~” Itto teased affectionately, switching spots as Gorou rolled to his side, scribbling his nails all over the general’s tummy.

“AAEEEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” His laughter rose an octave and immediately became more hysterical. “NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!!” He squealed, throwing his head back and frantically kicking his legs, successfully covering his sensitive tummy with his arms. He was more determined to crawl away this time, but Itto pinned him onto his back.

“Aww, who’s a good boy? Hehe! Tickle tickle tickle!” Itto teased, scribbling around randomly at any exposed area he could get as the ticklish general scrambled to protect himself, laughing his adorable little head off. It was obvious Gorou was having tons of fun, because his tail was wagging like crazy. Upon being called a good boy, his face flushed red from embarrassment.

“Ehehahaha! Wahahahait!! Dohohon’t!! Ahahahaha!” Gorou squirmed as Itto tried to move his arms away from his tummy, which earned him a lot of giggly protesting.

“Are you too ticklish? Hm??” Itto said, gently tugging at his arms to drive up the playful tension.

“WahahahAHAIT!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!” Too late~ Itto lifted the little man’s arms up with ease, holding them above his head with one hand and using the other one to tickle all over his ribs and tum, even adding silly sound effects for extra crit damage.

Gorou was promptly sent into another fit of loud, high pitched laughter, once again frantically kicking his legs and wagging his tail at the speed of sound. “BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” His heels dug into the ground in desparate attempts to escape.

“Tickle tickle~ hehe! You’re so cute!” Itto said, teasingly scribbling around his bellybutton.

“AAEEHEHEHEHehehe!! Plehehehehease!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! Stahahahap ihihihit!!” He pleaded through his adorable laughter.

“Aw~ is someone getting tired? Heheh… what a shame~” Itto teased, stopping his attack and letting go of the lil’ guy, leaving him a giggly, panting mess.

“Ahaha… ehe… hehehe…!” Gorou rolled onto his side and curled up, still wagging his tail as he caught his breath.

“Hahaha! Wasn’t that fun? You’ve got such a cute laugh!” Itto said, petting his head softly.

“Uh- I- eh… d-don’t say that…” Gorou whined, covering his blushing face.

“Why not? It’s true! Didn’t you have fun~?” Itto asked, still petting his head.

After a bit of hesitation, he sighed and admitted, “Y-Yes… I- uh… Th-that was a-actually kinda fun, heh…”

“I knew it! Your tail was wagging the whole time, y’know…” Itto said, chuckling to himself.

Gorou sat up and hugged his tail to keep it still, feeling embarrassed. “N-No it wasn’t!”

“Aww, hey. It’s okay. You don’t have to be embarrassed! Everyone is ticklish, right? It’s normal.” Itto pulled him into a big ol’ hug from the side.

“Huh… I guess you’re right, but…” he looked at the ground, still blushing from embarrassment, but be leaned against Itto anyway, feeling cozy near him and letting his tail wag freely.

“Are you alright? Did I go too far, lil’ guy…?” Itto asked, feeling a little guilty seeing him so nervous like this. Maybe he shouldn’t have done that…

“Ah, uh, I- I’m alright! It’s just… I don’t get… t-tic-… er… p-played with like that very often. I… feel embarrassed about it, that’s all…” Gorou admitted with a slight sigh, his ears dropping down.

“Are you sure? I feel a little mean now that I’ve teased you so much.” Itto just hoped he didn’t remind him of that weird lady with the fox ears… whatever her name was. He could tell Gorou felt nervous.

“Eheh… i-it’s fine, really! Don’t worry, I’m just.. not used to that much playfulness, I guess…” He stuttered, blushing again.

“Hey, didn’t mean to embarrass ya too badly, y’know. D’you wanna talk about it?” Itto asked reassuringly, hoping to ease his worries.

Gorou hesitated for a moment before replying. “It’s just… I’m a strong general of the Watatsumi Army, and yet I-… I’m just-… uh…” He felt embarrassed opening up like this.

“Adorable? Ticklish?” Itto grinned at him.

“Y-Yeah… that. Ugh…” He felt insecure about being so vulnerable, but struggled to express it properly due to that dreadful word…

“Aw, c’mon… it’s perfectly normal to be ticklish! Doesn’t mean you can’t be an awesome general, y’know.” Itto said, smiling at him.

Gorou sighed and said “I know, but… how would anyone take me seriously if they knew? They’ll just see me as an adorable puppy…” His ears dropped down, showing he felt upset.

Itto wasn’t gonna let him feel bad like this. “Nah, you’re so much more than an adorable puppy, haha! Seriously though, give yourself some credit! I mean, you’re a mighty warrior, right? With your speed, strength, and intuition, you’re basically unstoppable!”

“Huh??” Gorou wasn’t expecting such a speech, that’s for sure. Even his ears were surprised!

“I mean it, man! Just cus you’re a cutie doesn’t mean you’re not tough and cool at the same time, y’know. You’re really awesome!” He continued with confidence, giving Gorou a bigger hug than before.

“W-Wow, haha… you… you really think I’m cool?” Hearing that made his heart flutter.

“Dude, of course! I mean, you’ve got a bow on the front line, man! I could never!” Itto chuckled and patted his head. “… you’re still adorable though. Heheheheh!” he had to tease just a wee bit.

“Shut up…” Gorou avoided eye contact, hiding his face in his hands.

“Hahaha! Sorry, I had to… but like, honestly, you being cute actually gives you the upper hand!”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Well think about it. If an enemy thinks you’re just a cute doggy, they’ll underestimate your true power… and then, BAM! You STRIKE ‘em down!!” Itto made his point clear by playfully, but carefully, pushing Gorou to the ground again, which made him laugh with surprise.

“Hey! Hahahaha!” The pupper squirmed in a playful attempt to escape.

“And besides, it’s not like someone’s gonna tickle ya’ in combat… unless I’M someone!!” Itto said, tickling Gorou again to prove his point. “Mwahahahaha!” he teased.

“AEEEEHAHAHAHA!! Ittohohoho!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” His poor tum got attacked again, making him squeal and squirm.

“Hahahaha! See? That’d be too silly, wouldn’t it?” Itto said, before stopping his attack and helping Gorou sit back up.

“Haha… ha… y-you didn’t have to do that…” Gorou said, catching his breath.

“Hey I’m just tryina help you out! Nobody would DARE to tickle their opponent in a life or death battle, you know.” Itto said, poking his side.

“Eep! Ok, ok! I get it!” Gorou said, giggling and pushing Itto away. “Stop tickling me!”

“Haha! Alright! You’re safe, I won’t tickle ya anymore… honest.” Itto laughed and hugged him with one arm, giving him headpats with his other hand. The two of them resumed their chill, with Gorou wagging his tail.

“Sooo, uh… is it ok if I call you cute and all that?” Itto asked, smiling at him.

Gorou was surprised, but nodded at the question. “Uh... Y-Yeah, I guess… j-just not in public! I’d get so embarrassed…”

Itto hugged him again. “OK! I shall respect your boundaries, cutie. Cus I got UNLIMITED affection for ya’! Hahaha!”

“H-Hey!” Gorou giggled a little bit, hiding his blushing face again.

“You wanna play tag again? Bet it’ll be lots of fun~!” Itto asked, grinning playfully and ruffling Gorou’s hair.

“Hahaha! Sure!” He replied, smiling at the silly oni.

“However! New rule! I’m it, but if I catch you, I tickle you! Hehe!” Itto said, wiggling his fingers towards him.

“Eep! N-No way! Ehehe! Y-You’ll have to catch me first!” He giggled, quickly getting up and dashing away.

“Rawr! I’m the tickle monster!” Itto exclaimed, getting up as well and chasing after him.

“EEK! Nooohoho! Stay back!!”

“Grrrr! Imma getcha~!”

“Hahahahaha!”

It may be rather childish, but their bond grew exponentially that day, with lots of laughter and smiling from both of them as they played around. But oh, if only Gorou was brave enough to tickle him back…

Surely one day… right?

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