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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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New World, Old Traditions (Xenoblade Chronicles Tickle Fic)

A/N: SURPRISE! I decided to write a shorter fic for the 1-year anniversary of Xenoblade Chronicles: Definitive Edition!

While I couldn’t finish “WARNING: Beware of Grins” in time for the anniversary, I couldn’t stomach the idea of not doing anything for it. So I sat there, wondering if I could do anything to celebrate this milestone, when I thought to myself, “Hey! I should write a fic based on two of the headcanons that I have about the birthdays of the main party members in Xenoblade Chronicles!”

What are those two headcanons? Well, allow me to describe them to you!

Headcanon #1: The birthdays of each of the main party members correspond to a date that matches up with either one of two things:

The release date of a specific entry in the Xenoblade series, including ports.

A date on which major news for a specific entry in the Xenoblade series was announced. An example would be March 26th, the date of the Nintendo Direct Mini that announced the release date for XC:DE and the Future Connected epilogue that came with it.

While I would love to list off all of the birthdays, I don’t want this Author’s Note to drag on and on, so I’ll just list off the birthdays of the characters who will be the main stars of this fic.

#1- Shulk’s birthday is June 10th (the release date of the original Xenoblade Chronicles in Japan).

#2- Reyn’s birthday is March 26th. I already explained the significance of this date earlier, so I won’t repeat myself.

#3- Fiora’s birthday is May 29th (the release date of Xenoblade Chronicles: Definitive Edition, A.K.A today!)

If you want to know the birthdates of Dunban, Sharla, Melia, and Riki, let me know!

As for headcanon #2, this is what it is: Shulk, Reyn, and Fiora have a tradition of tickling each other on their birthdays. It doesn’t matter whose birthday it is, they will all get the chance to tickle each other. If you would like to learn more about this headcanon, check out this post!

Now that I have explained my two headcanons, I would like to give one last bit of information before we move on to the fic.

Normally, when I write a fic, Shulk is the lee. However, I wanted to try something different with this fic.

This time, it’s Fiora’s turn to be the lee. Shulk will be one of the two lers in this fic, the other being Reyn (though I suppose that’s obvious, given the fact that I told you my headcanon for Reyn’s birthdate). This is going to be fun to write.

Oh, and one last thing: There are major spoilers for Xenoblade Chronicles in this fic. Do not read this fic if you haven’t beaten the game yet.

Alright, I think it’s about time that we get to the fic. So without further ado, let’s go! Happy 1-year anniversary, Xenoblade Chronicles: Definitive Edition!

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When was the last time she had slept like this?

When was the last time she had a good night's rest with no nightmares or monsters to keep her up at night? When was the last time she dreamed of her friends and the wholesome mischief they would get themselves into? When was the last time she slept in in the morning?

And most importantly, when was the last time she had slept in her Homs body?

For months on end, she was afraid. Afraid of how others would view her in her mechanical body. Afraid that both her friends and brother would betray her. Afraid of losing control over herself once more (even though Meyneth was careful with her body, never putting it in harm's way). Afraid that at any moment, she would fall asleep forever.

But now… she was free. Free from the cold metal that once gave her a second chance at life. Free from the sorrow that filled her heart every time she thought about her shortening life span. Free from the emptiness that came with the inability to feel the physical touch of an organic life form. Free from the gods that once ruled the world.

She thanked them. She thanked everyone and everything that made her life as a Mechon more bearable. She thanked those who gave her the courage to fight on, even with the threat of Zanza and the constant feeling that death was coming for her.

But most of all, she thanked Shulk, Melia, and Linada for finding the Biotic Regeneration Device, the very machine that saved her life.

The sudden loss of her mechanical body meant that she could feel certain physical sensations again. She couldn’t remember the last time that she had felt hunger, thirst, or extreme fatigue. Sure, she had felt tired as a Mechon, but that paled in comparison to the exhaustion she had been feeling since the day that she woke up from the chamber. She hadn’t felt this tired since the day that her brother returned home from the Battle of Sword Valley.

She had felt this way for at least a week now. She knew that some of it came from all of the walking she did when she was tasked to find those who needed help with the reconstruction efforts in New Colony 9, but when she thought about all of the times that she had helped people in the old world prior to the Mechon raid on the old Colony 9, she knew that the majority of her fatigue came from an entirely different source.

She didn’t know for sure what the cause was, but she figured that it had something to do with the fact that she was in a mechanical body for months. She was still adjusting to the body she never thought she would be in again, so it wouldn’t surprise her if the fatigue went away on its own in about a month. For now, she would have to deal with the excessive amount of sleepiness.

Right now, she was asleep, burned out from her walks across the new yet all-so-familiar colony she called home. Normally, this wouldn’t be an issue with any of her companions. All of them knew that she was much more tired than she had ever been in her life, and they would usually let her be when she slept into the late hours of the morning.

However, today was a little bit different.

Today was Fiora’s birthday, and she had slept in. Shulk and Reyn were having none of this.

“What do you say we do to wake her up?” Reyn asked the former visionary.

“Hm… We could gently shake her until she wakes up, but she won’t be happy about that…”

“Should we spook her?”

“No! We are not doing that!”

“Sorry, sorry. Just wanted to propose an idea.”

Shulk glared at him for a bit before he put his hand on his chin in thought.

“Scaring her isn’t a good idea, but maybe we’ll have to do something that will jolt her awake…”

“Seems like it’s the only way to wake her these days…”

Reyn mulled over a possible solution. After a few seconds of silence between him and his closest friend, he was suddenly hit with an idea.

“Wait, I got it!”

“Oh dear Bionis… what is it, Reyn?” Shulk said, playfully teasing the older Hom.

“First of all, don’t give me that attitude,” He poked the younger male in the bicep, “second of all, do you remember a certain tradition that you, Fiora and I used to have?”

Shulk rummaged his brain for a memory that would provide the answer to the soldier’s question. Eventually, he found it.

“Are you talking about… that tradition?”

“Huh? Can you be more specific?” Reyn was a bit confused, not understanding the vagueness of the heir’s response, before he noticed the blush that was forming on his face.

“Oh, so you do remember that tradition?”

“Yeah…”

Reyn ruffled his hair before he asked him, “So what do you think? Should we do it?”

“It might work… And even if it doesn’t, we’ll tickle her anyway at some point in the day. Tradition and that.”

“So is that a yes?”

Shulk nodded and said, “Yeah, it’s a yes.”

The auburn-haired male gave him a thumbs up. “Alrighty then, let’s go and wake up Fiora!”

The two of them left the Weapons Development Lab and strolled through the streets of New Colony 9. As they walked by, Dunban, Sharla, Melia, and Riki all greeted them, asking if they could wish Fiora a “Happy Birthday” on their behalf (all four of them were busy with the reconstruction, and Dunban didn’t have the heart to wake his sister up from a well-deserved sleep). They told them that they would, and kept on walking.

Eventually, they arrived at Dunban’s House. Reyn went up to the front door and turned the knob. He wasn’t surprised to find that the door was unlocked. He quietly pushed the door open and tip-toed inside the house. He waited in the kitchen for a few seconds, listening for the blonde woman’s footsteps, before he turned to Shulk to tell him that she was still asleep. The scientist carefully stepped inside the room.

They sneaked up the stairs, careful to avoid the spots that made the steps creak, and found the young girl sleeping in the bed.

“Ready?” Reyn whispered to his fellow Hom.

“Ready.” He answered

The older male slowly lifted the blanket off of Fiora’s body, revealing that she was wearing a Dyed Top and Dyed Bottoms. She usually put these two pieces of clothing on when she was about to go to bed, and wore her normal outfit during the day.

Reyn looked over at Shulk and whispered, “You go for the knees, and I’ll go for the sides, alright?”

“Got it.” The heir whispered back.

Reyn carefully reached over to pull Fiora’s shirt up and slowly drifted his hands towards her sides, while Shulk made his fingers walk up to her knees.

As soon as their fingers made contact with her skin, they lightly wiggled them.

At first, she didn’t react to the touch, far too deep in her sleep to notice anything that came from the real world, but in ten seconds, she finally let out a couple of giggles.

“Hehehehe… Stahahahahahp…” She made an attempt to swat at the boys’ hands, but she didn’t put enough strength into the swats, and was therefore unable to stop the sensation.

Soon enough, her eyes fluttered open, still giggling at the sensation that was coursing through her body. Shulk and Reyn took their hands off of her as she drifted towards wakefulness.

“Shulk…? Reyn…?”

“Good morning, sleepy head!” Reyn sang, ruffling Fiora’s hair exactly like he did with Shulk’s back at the Weapons Development Lab.

“Hands off, you big oaf…~” She teased, earning a pout from the soldier and a laugh from the scientist.

“Happy Birthday, Fiora!” Shulk said, pulling her up into a sitting position before hugging her.

“Aw, thank you, Shulk!” She replied cheerfully, then turned her attention over to Reyn.

“No, Fiora, I didn’t forget your birthday this year.” Reyn said with a faint blush and an exasperated tone.

Fiora had every reason to doubt him. Normally, Reyn would forget about her birthday for at least half of the day before someone would remind him.

“Heheheh… I don’t believe you one bit- ah!” Fiora was about to sass her muscular friend, but she was cut off by Shulk pushing her onto the bed.

“You can laugh at him later, Fiora. For now, we have a tradition to attend to.”

He quickly lost the former Mechon, “What? What are you talking about?”

“What? You don’t remember our old tradition?” A tinge of dismay flashed across Reyn’s face, but in a split second, it had vanished. “What do you think, Shulk? Should we help her remember?”

The younger blonde nodded as a smirk grew on his lips. “Yeah, let’s do it!”

Reyn was about to tickle her underarms, but Shulk stopped him.

“Hang on, do you know how long we’re supposed to tickle her?”

Fiora heard that second-to-last word and immediately began to panic. “Wait, what did you say?”

Reyn ignored her (as did Shulk) and answered the heir’s question. “Yeah, she’s nineteen years old now, so we’ll tickle her for nineteen minutes, correct?”

“You got it! Now, are you ready?”

“You bet I am! Let’s bring this tradition back!”

Fiora could only squirm and giggle as Reyn grabbed her wrists and pinned them down with his left hand. Meanwhile, Shulk sat down on her legs and moved his body until he knew for sure that his weight would keep her legs pinned.

“Nohohoho, guhihihihihiys!”

Shulk tsked at her and slipped into his role as a ler, “You should save your breath, Fiora, because you’re going to need it~”

The unexpected tease from the former visionary was the last thing she heard before she was suddenly attacked by two pairs of hands. One pair went for her underarms, while the other snuck up her shirt and pinched at her ribs.

“Ahahahahahahaha! Nohohohohohohohoho!” She quickly fell into a laughing fit and tried her hardest to pull her arms down. Unfortunately, Reyn’s grip was far too strong, so she had no choice but to surrender herself to the tickles. Even worse, while she made her attempt to escape, the soldier took advantage of the situation and sped up the tickling every time she stretched her arms out.

“Eep! Reheheheheheyn, stahahahahahahap! Lehehehehehet mehehehe gohohohoho!”

“Sorry, Fiora, but you’re out of luck. There’s still eighteen minutes to go~!”

Fiora squealed as the older male raked his fingers back and forth in her underarms and teased her at the same time. Since when did he become an intimidating tickle monster?

Knowing that she was helpless under Reyn’s hold, she decided to focus her efforts on her legs. Shulk was a bit weaker than Reyn, so she figured that it would be easy for her to knock him off. She laughed and laughed for another two minutes before she made an attempt at lifting her right leg.

However, as soon as she tried to lift it, Shulk countered her by launching an all-out attack on her knees.

“Oh no you don’t! You’re not getting away from us~!”

“Whahahahahahahaha! Sihihihihihihihihincehehehehe whehehehehehen dihihihihi yohohohou gehehehehet sohohohoho bohohohohohold?”

“Trust me, if Reyn wasn’t here, I wouldn’t be doing this right now. But since he’s here with me, I’m feeling rather brave.” He moved his right hand to the back of her right knee and began to scratch at the spot, while his left hand skittered across her left kneecap. “Soon, you will fear me~!”

The teasing and tickling from the youngest member of the group nearly broke the helpless woman underneath him.

“Ihihihihihihihihi’m nohohohohohohohot ahahahahahfraihihihihihihid ohohohohohof yohohohoHOHOHO! REHEHEHEHEHEYN, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Reyn broke the laughter dam within her by blowing raspberries into her neck.

“No? No what? What am I doing wrong, Fiora~? Tell me!”

“QUIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE RAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASPBEHEHEHEHEHEHERRIHIHIHIHIES!”

Reyn let out a chuckle, “Sorry, what did you say? I can’t understand you!”

“YOHOHOHOHOHOHOU KNOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHID!”

Shulk shook his head and made his hands jump up to her sides. “Fiora, Reyn doesn’t speak ticklish.”

“Yeah, I don’t understand the ticklish language! I haven’t even studied it, yet!”

Fiora’s mind was about to be lost in the raging river of laughter that spilled from her mouth.

“SHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT!” She accidentally yelled.

Reyn stopped tickling her and put his hand over his heart in mock offense, while Shulk let out an exaggerated gasp and sped his tickling up to the max.

“Fiora! That wasn’t necessary! Shulk, I think we need to punish this rude little birthday girl!”

“I agree, Reyn, but we should save the punishment for the last five minutes. That will straighten her out for sure!”

Fiora had never shivered at Shulk’s words before, but even though all of the tickling, she felt a powerful chill run down her spine.

“WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT MEHEHEHEHEHEAN, SHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHULK?!”

The scientist let out the most threatening laugh she had ever heard from him in her life, “You’ll see~” Then he zipped his hands onto her stomach, releasing a shriek from the back of her throat.

“EEEEE! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!” She was getting dangerously close to breaking as she endured the barrage of tummy tickles that rained down upon her.

“Ten minutes left, Reyn! Don’t let up just yet!”

“Got it, but we might want to slow it down so Fiora can breathe!”

“Good idea. If my hypothesis is correct, her laughter will turn silent in two minutes, so we should ease up on her so that doesn’t happen.”

Reyn had to laugh at that. Even when he’s tickling someone to death, Shulk would always find a way to be geeky. Fiora probably laughed at that too, but right now, it was impossible to differentiate between her normal laugh and her tickle laugh.

The two boys slowed their fingers down until they were only tracing over her skin, and although she was tittering, she was able to take a dozen, much-needed breathers.

“Yohohohou guys ahahahahare much mohohohohore ehehehvil than Ihihihi thohohohought…”

Reyn took this moment to revel in her words, “Don’t mess with this tickle monster! You’ll regret it when you do, right Fiora?”

Fiora did her best to give him a death stare, but only succeeded in making herself look silly (if Reyn laughing at her was anything to go by).

As per usual, Shulk took the smart route and just facepalmed at Reyn’s behavior.

“That’s a dangerous thought process, Reyn. Don’t forget that she can dish out punishments more dangerous than Zanza.”

That got a shocked response out of the other male, “You sure about that? I don’t think a tickle monster would have anything on a god!”

“I didn’t defeat Zanza on my own, Reyn! Fiora helped, and so did you and the others!”

Reyn wanted to argue back, but found that he couldn’t. Shulk had a point.

“Anyway, we have five minutes left, and you know what that means~”

“Dear Bionis! How did he transition back into his role so effortlessly?!” Well Shulk was right, Fiora would learn to fear him at some point. If he can return to the role of a ler in no time flat, then she would be terrified to know how he would act if he was playing the role of a tickle monster.

“Ohoho, I’ve been waiting for this! Ready for the grand finale, Fiora~?” Reyn asked with an unnervingly innocent tone in his voice.

“N-nohohohoho!”

“Well too bad!” Reyn nearly shouted out at her. He made his hands hover over her neck, while Shulk had his hands over her hips.

“This is part of the tradition, Fiora. When we reach the five-minute mark, we will target the lee’s worst spots until this time is up. We will not make any exceptions, no matter how much you protest against us or beg for us to reconsider.” Shulk explained to her in the most nonchalant and calm voice she had ever heard from the former visionary. The voice was so haunting that even Reyn was shuddering in fear.

“Now, any last words before you meet your end~?” He asked her. Silence was the only thing he got in response.

“Nothing? Very well, then. Reyn, on the count of three.”

“A-alright then…”

Shulk looked over and raised an eyebrow at his slight stutter before he returned his attention to the poor woman beneath him.

“Three.” The two of them brought their hands closer to her in perfect sync with each other.

“Two.” They finally made contact with her skin.

“One.” Fiora was once again in an anticipatory giggle fit.

“Now!” All hell broke loose.

At long last, Fiora broke under the intense tickling that shook her to the core.

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! WHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIY WOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOULD YOHOHOHOHOHOHOU GUHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIYS DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO THIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIS?!”

Reyn was going to answer her, but Shulk butted in and only said the word, “Tradition.”

They both knew that any further teasing would send the former Face unit into a fit of silent laughter, so they stayed silent for the remaining five minutes. The only sound that could be heard in the house was Fiora’s uncontrollable laughter.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity to her, they let up. The tickling abruptly ended, Reyn let go of her wrists, and Shulk got off of her legs.

She laid there, chest heaving up and down as she struggled to regain her composure, while the scientist checked on her legs.

“Can you feel this, Fiora?” he asked as he squeezed her leg in a way that would not be painful or tickly.

“Yes… I can... feel it.” She told him in between breaths.

“You alright?” Reyn questioned her. “Feeling woozy?”

“No, I’m… fine.”

All three of them sat there in near-silence as Fiora’s breathing returned to normal. When it did, she spoke.

“That was impressive. I didn’t think you two had it in you to tickle and tease me like that.”

Reyn objected, “Hey, I’ve had that potential for years! If there’s anyone you should be impressed by, it would be him!” He pointed at Shulk, “I had no idea he could speak like that! It creeped me out!”

The younger boy couldn’t help the prideful smile on his face. “I learned it from watching and listening to all of you guys.”

“So that’s why you sounded like Melia towards the end there!” Fiora exclaimed, “I was trying to figure that out!”

“Oh, uh… That wasn’t intentional.” Shulk professed, feeling slightly embarrassed. He often imitated those that he loved on an unconscious level, and apparently, that’s exactly what he did when he teased Fiora.

“Sure it wasn’t.” she countered.

“Hey guys,” Reyn spoke up, “I think we should go and find the others. They might need help with the reconstruction.”

Fiora was a little concerned about the possibility of them working all day today, considering what day it was. “Do you think we’ll have time to celebrate my birthday today?”

“I think so,” he answered, “They told us to tell you that they said ‘Happy Birthday’, so I wouldn’t be surprised if they thought about that.”

“Oh! Well, I think we should go and find them so we can talk about it! Just give me a few minutes to change!”

“Okay then! Shulk and I will be downstairs waiting!” He turned to the other boy, only to find him staring at the bottom of the staircase.

“Shulk?” He didn’t get an answer.

Reyn didn’t notice it (or perhaps he might have forgotten it), but Shulk knew what was coming next. According to the tradition, once the birthday boy/girl was free from his or her tickle session, then…

“But first…” Yep, he called it.

He turned around and found that she was still sitting on the bed, looking at him and Reyn with an evil glint in her eyes. He knew what was coming.

“W-what?” Reyn stammered out. He was about to turn and make a run for it, but Fiora’s reflexes were too fast, and she caught his arm before he even had the chance to take a single step away from her.

“If I remember correctly, it’s your turn to be tickled.”

The soldier’s eyes widened, “W-wait, so you DO remember our tradition?”

“Yep, I was just pretending to not know about it. I’ll admit, the results I got from that were surprising,” She glanced at the younger Hom, who was as still as a statue, “...but I knew that the reveal would rile you guys up. I know that this will make you ten times more ticklish, so I figured that I would go for it.”

She got up off of the bed and tugged at Reyn’s arm, trying to pull him onto the spot that she was in mere minutes ago. “Shulk, can you help me?”

“On it.”

In no time at all, Reyn’s laughter would fill the home. After that, it would be Shulk’s turn.

They may be in a new world, but they knew that they would adjust to it just fine, because even though everything has changed, the past would never be forgotten.

#tickling #xenoblade chrontickles #lee!Fiora #ler!Shulk #ler!Reyn #SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER I WROTE A NEW FIC!#okay that was a bit over the top #but seriously I'm really proud of this fic #WARNING: Beware of Grins is still in the works #but for now I think this fic will suffice #happy one year anniversary XC:DE!#I still haven't played the base game yet #but I did beat Future Connected last year #hence why I mentioned the Bionis Shoulder in my Silver Linings from Silver Eyes fic #I would like to play the base game #but I don't think I'll be able to spend a good amount of time on it due to college #oh well I'll get to it at some point #for now I'll just continue the Sword & Shield DLC and work on the Crown Tundra #I started that a few days ago

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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Hi, I just thought of this while I was in class. Figured I would get it out before I potentially forget about it.

Alvis has a Core Crystal on his necklace (or at least that’s what it looks like), but I’m not sure if the Core Crystal is still a part of his body in the same way that Pyra’s/Mythra’s and Malos’s Core Crystals are (I won’t say why I specifically chose those three for spoiler reasons).

For the sake of this headcannon, let’s say that Alvis’s Core Crystal is a part of his body, he just somehow put it on a necklace.

If the above information is true, then I propose that Alvis is ticklish on his Core Crystal. As a matter of fact, he is quite ticklish on his Core Crystal. It’s his worst spot.

Alvis is still ticklish in other areas, but if you were to go ham on his other tickle spots, you won’t make him beg for mercy anytime soon. If you get him on his Core Crystal, however... It will still take some time to get him to surrender, but the amount of time it will take will be much quicker.

No one knows about this weak spot of his, not even Kallian or Melia. At least, no one but Shulk knows.

I think that Shulk was just trying to get a closer look at Alvis’s necklace, but he accidentally tickled him while doing so. Needless to say, Shulk finally got payback on Alvis for all of the times that he tickled him to death.

For a short while, anyway. Alvis quickly got revenge on him.

#tickling #xenoblade chrontickles #lee!alvis #ler!shulk #holy shit I actually made a post involving ler!shulk #that’s a first #possible xenoblade chronicles 2 spoilers #thoughts from the rainbow #tickling.

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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I’ve been thinking about this since last night, so here’s another Cloudshulk headcanon. Yes, I am still trapped in Cloudshulk hell.

So Shulk almost never wakes up before Cloud, but when he does, one of four things can happen:

Shulk will lie there and observe Cloud’s sleeping form before giving him a couple of light pokes to wake him up.

Shulk will go all out and tickle Cloud awake.

If they are sleeping right next to each other, Cloud might have his arms wrapped tightly around Shulk’s body. If Shulk wants to break free from his grasp, he’ll tickle him until he lets go of him.

Shulk will leave to do something, and Cloud will wake up, sneak up behind him, and attack him with tickles.

Neither Shulk nor Cloud have a reason for tickling each other in the morning, they’re just feeling playful.

#tickling #Xenoblade chrontickles #final tickle fantasy #final tickle fantasy vii #tickle tour #I haven’t made a headcanon for these two in... A few days? A week? Two weeks?#I don’t really know #and I don’t really care #I love these two way too much #lee!Shulk #ler!Shulk #lee!Cloud #ler!Cloud

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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Random idea that I thought of earlier today: Every time Sephiroth gets into a ler mood, One Winged Angel plays.

Where’s the music coming from? Nobody knows, but if you hear it, RUN.

#tickling #final tickle fantasy #final tickle fantasy vii #ler!Sephiroth #just imagine this: you’re chilling somewhere in Midgar/the Smash Colosseum #and all of the sudden you just hear One Winged Angel #and to make things worse #it gets louder as Sephiroth gets closer to you #this happens to Cloud quite often #and he panics every single time #Shulk’s not safe from this either #and considering how ticklish he is #he jumps five feet into the air every time he hears One Winged Angel #and then runs away #because he knows that if he doesn’t he’ll die

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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I don’t know why, but I can’t get this image out of my head.

We all know that Shulk tends to get lost in his work. I am convinced that Shulk tends to forget to take care of himself 99% of the time (he does take care of himself, but his habit of forgetting is somewhat concerning).

This would include him not taking breaks when he should take one, not getting enough sleep, and the one I keep thinking about, forgetting to eat.

Fiora and Reyn will regularly check up on Shulk (either on their own or with each other) and notice that he hasn’t eaten. They can tell because Shulk keeps ignoring his growling stomach.

So they decide to take matters into their own hands.

One afternoon, they both go to the Weapons Development Lab to do their regular check-in on Shulk.

Except this is not an ordinary check-in.

As they usually do, they hear Shulk’s stomach growl. And that’s when they strike.

They’ll tickle Shulk all over his body, but they give his stomach the most attention. They figure that if Shulk wasn’t going to give it attention, they will.

They’ll tickle him until he promises to come out of the lab to ear.

This happens multiple times after this day. At some point, Shulk begins to notice a pattern. Fiora and Reyn will come in and tickle him at a specific time each day.

I think that Shulk would easily pick up on patterns, and this pattern becomes his daily reminder to go and eat.

Eventually, he no longer has to depend on Fiora and Reyn’s daily tickle attacks to remind himself to eat. He goes to eat on his own behalf.

While Shulk is kind of sad to miss out on these daily tickle-attacks, he knows that they’ll keep tickling him anyway, so nothing is really lost in the end.

#tickling #xenoblade chrontickles #lee!shulk #ler!fiora #ler!reyn #I don’t know why but I am kind of embarrassed about this post.#I shouldn’t be this is a cute idea in my opinion.#Shulk really needs to take better care of himself #and thanks to tickling he does!#thoughts from the rainbow #if this tag affects any reblogs then I'm sorry #you should be able to reblog this post again #tickling.

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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You know what? Fuck it, I’m making some tickle headcanons for Young Cricket. I can’t control myself anymore.

So, Young Cricket… he’s a lee-leaning switch, though most people wouldn’t expect this from him. He’s usually a serious person, so people don’t think twice when it comes to him and tickling. However, he has been seen tickling his friends, and because of this, people assume that he is a ler. This is only partially true, since he actually prefers to be on the receiving end of tickling, but he does enjoy tickling others on rare occasions.

His worst spots are his neck, knees, and stomach, but his stomach is slightly more ticklish that the first two spots. Why is this the case? No one knows for sure, but one thing is for certain: his tummy’s too ticklish for him to successfully complete Master Mantis’s training sessions when Mantis decides to add tickling into the mix.

His laugh is both quiet and sweet-sounding when you start tickling him, but it will gradually get louder and louder as you keep going. If you don’t want to wait for his laugh to reach its maximum volume, however, you can always go straight for his stomach. If you do this, he’ll sputter a bit before he falls into a fit of cackling laughter.

He’s also prone to squeaking and squealing while he’s being tickled. He’ll often squeak when you pinch his sides or gently blow on his neck or ears, and he often squeals when you blow a raspberry onto his neck or stomach. These are the easiest ways to get a squeak or squeal out of him, but you don’t have to do either of these things if you don’t want to. You could always sneak up on him and tickle him. He’ll never see that coming (Though he really should. Even Master Mantis says so, but apparently, this lesson hasn’t stuck with Young Cricket).

Oh, and he’s SUPER squirmy while he’s being tickled, so you’ll want to have a good grip on his wrists or pin his legs down. If you don’t do either of these things, he could break free from your grasp, and he might turn the tables on you if he’s in the mood for payback.

Want to know the best way to tease him? Tell him how cute he is while you tickle him. This is especially effective if he’s gigging in response to you lightly tickling him or gently poking his belly.

Speaking of pokes, that’s a good way to make him jump six feet in the air. Seriously, sneak up on him and poke his sides or his stomach, and he’ll go flying. It is by far the most hilarious thing you’ll ever see in your life (though this may result in Young Cricket getting a concussion if you do this while he’s in a building. Kat and Ana can confirm, this has happened at least once).

You want to know one of Young Cricket’s biggest weaknesses? It’s raspberries, especially if you blow them on his stomach. If you blow enough of them on there or his neck, he might end up shedding a few tears of mirth.

To try and remedy his weakness towards tickling, Master Mantis has done many training sessions with Cricket in an attempt to teach him how to resist tickling. To some extent, his training worked; Cricket won’t immediately die of laughter the second someone touches him in any spot that isn’t his stomach, but every time Mantis touched his stomach, he fell apart. To this day, he still hasn’t mastered the art of resistance, and that’s all because his stomach is too damn ticklish for him to complete his training, as I mentioned towards the beginning of these headcanons.

You know what the best part of all of this is? Well, aside from the occasional concussion, Young Cricket doesn’t mind being tickled at all. If anything, he loves it! Hell, he’ll go as far as to ask his master to repeat the tickle resistance training just so he can get some tickles (he doesn’t want to ask for them directly, since he thinks that his master will disapprove of him willingly giving in to his weakness).

While Master Mantis didn’t think much of this at first, he soon realized that something was going on when he saw Young Cricket blushing as he asked him if he could repeat his tickle resistance training. He initially brushed it off, until Cricket asked him again the next day. The blush appeared again, and at this point, Mantis knew that Cricket was hiding something from him.

It took several training sessions (and a shit load of tummy tickles) for Master Mantis to get a confession out of his apprentice, but once he got it, he willingly chose to continue Cricket’s tickle resistance training, though at this point, it wasn’t so much “training” and it was a tickle session between Mantis and Cricket. This, along with Cricket’s confession, is a well-kept secret between the two of them.

To anyone who may be questioning it, no, Cricket is not over-exaggerating his ticklishness or his reactions. He genuinely is that ticklish, and because of that, his reactions look over the top, but they are as real as real can get.

Cricket doesn’t have that many lers, since he tries to keep his ticklishness a secret from everyone that isn’t Master Mantis, but he does have Kat, Ana, Mona, and 5-Volt. On some occasions, Penny will tickle him too, mainly as a way for her to study tickling. And of course, Master Mantis will tickle him too.

If 5-Volt is tickling him, 9-Volt might help her and tickle him, too.

Kat and Ana are the only two people other than Master Mantis who are aware of Cricket’s love for tickling (he was comfortable enough with those two to confess to them, though he’s thinking of confessing to 5-Volt as well).

As a ler, Cricket is surprisingly playful! Again, people wouldn’t expect this, since he acts so serious all the time, but every now and then, he’ll get the urge to wreck someone himself!

He began to develop his tickling skills as he and Master Mantis continued to work on his resistance towards tickling. He couldn’t help but think about the techniques Mantis would use to try and break him, and he wanted to learn them himself. Every time he asked Mantis if he could teach him the techniques he uses in their tickle resistance training, he claimed that he wants to learn them so he could find a way to resist them. Mantis didn’t think he had a completely different motive to learn these techniques until he saw Cricket straight up destroy Ana with raspberries to the back of her ears, a technique that he had taught Cricket out of the belief that he would use it to build up his resistance towards tickling.

Did Cricket get punished for lying to Mantis about his motives? Yes, he sent Kat and Ana on him and told them to use the exact same technique he used on them to tickle him until he learned his lesson. Did it work? Nope, he’s still learning new techniques from his Master and still uses them to wreck his friends with tickles. And every single time he gets caught, he would face the same type of punishment from Mantis. The cycle continues to this day, and neither Cricket nor Mantis mind it.

Cricket often catches his lees by using his “Precious Prancing Pounce” technique to jump onto their backs and pin them down. Since he knows that this move can cause injures, he’ll always make sure that his lee wasn’t hurt by him jumping onto them before he unleashes an devastating tickle attack on them.

He tends to laugh along with his lee, but in between giggles and laughs, he can dish out some seriously evil teasing. He’ll use all sorts of methods to tease his lees, but his favorite method is to lean down to his lee’s ear and whisper his teases to them. What really makes this the most evil method of teasing he can use is that he’ll let his voice go lower than he normally allows it to go. If he does this to you, you will shudder in fear.

If you are uncomfortable with this specific method, he’ll find a method that you are the most comfortable with. As much as he wants to tease his lees and make them laugh, he doesn’t want to overstep any boundaries and make them uncomfortable, so he’s more than happy to comply with their requests.

If this specific method isn’t effective on you, and you don’t really care what method he uses to tease you, you better hope that he doesn’t find the method that you are the weakest to. If he does, you should prepare for hell, because he can be a merciless teaser when he wants to be.

Now that I’ve mentioned his favorite method of teasing, I should mention his favorite method of tickling. That method is to poke around and try to find a weak spot. If he finds one, then he’ll go all in. If he doesn’t, then he’ll keep poking around until he finds one. This is a method that Master Mantis used when he first starting training Cricket to resist the urge to laugh when he’s being tickled, and even though Mantis rarely uses it against him anymore, he likes to use that method himself to test the waters before he goes in for the kill.

He can also use this method to build up anticipation in his lee, which he knows is an effective way to get a lee to laugh before the tickling even begins (trust me, he knows. He can’t handle anticipation himself when he’s the lee, so he can use that knowledge to his advantage when he’s the ler).

I mentioned before that on rare occasions, Cricket gets the urge to tickle others. Sometimes, he doesn’t have a reason to tickle other people, he just wants to hear someone laugh. However, he could have one of the following two reasons to tickle someone:

He’s actually in a lee mood, but doesn’t want to ask for tickles, so he’ll tickle someone else, hoping that they will get their revenge.

He’s in the mood for a tickle fight.

Usually, out of these two reasons, the first one is the more common reason. That doesn’t mean that the second reason is rare, however. Cricket really likes tickle fights, and there are two reasons for this. Reason #1: Tickle fights teach him how to break out of a person’s pin and fight back. Reason #2: Tickle fights enable him to satisfy both his lee mood and his ler mood at the same time. Be careful if you want start a tickle fight with him, however, because he is rather competitive, and he’ll do his best to tickle you into submission.

He has even fewer lees than he does lers, but he does have his master, Kat, and Ana. If he’s in the mood for a tickle fight, he’ll go and tickle 5-Volt, since he knows that she is the perfect opponent to have in a tickle fight. He’ll go for 9-Volt, too, but only if he joins in on a tickle fight between him and 5-Volt.

Now for one more headcanon: Young Cricket and everyone else at WarioWare Inc. who’s ticklish in some capacity have to make sure that Wario doesn’t find out their secret. If he finds out that any one member of the company is ticklish, he might force them to make a tickle-related microgame featuring themselves. Either that, or he could set something up where people can pay him a specific amount of money so they can tickle a specific member of the company in a specific spot. While that might not be something that he would do to everyone, he could do this to Young Cricket, since realistically, he could make a crap ton of money off of his extreme ticklishness. Knowing that this is a possibility, Young Cricket is more secretive about his ticklishness than anyone else in the company.

Speaking of tickle-related microgames, here’s the real final headcanon: One of the microgames Young Cricket and Master Mantis made was inspired by the tickle sessions the two of them have with one another. It is unknown whether or not Cricket was the one who created it.

And that’s it, that’s all I have for Young Cricket at the moment! He’s officially joined Shulk in the “I love this character so much and I want to wreck their shit so badly” category of characters that I like, so don’t be surprised if I make more posts about him in the future.

#tickling #tickleware #from here on out that’s the warioware tag #Lee!Young Cricket #Ler!Young Cricket #I can’t believe it #I actually made headcanons for a character that isn’t a Smash fighter or a character from Xenoblade #what a time to be alive!#in all seriousness I’m really liking warioware as a franchise #and even though I don’t own any of the games in the series #I’ve seen some footage of the games #more specifically warioware: gold #and I really like what I see #I don’t why I grew to like young cricket the most out of all of the characters #but it happened #and I think I like him just as much as I like Shulk now

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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Silver Linings from Silver Eyes (Xenoblade Chronicles Tickle Fic)

A/N: This fic came out of nowhere, but I felt like writing something to help me relax after I almost had an emotional breakdown during my online class. This fic wasn’t inspired by any specific prompt from a prompt list, I just had a spontaneous idea. I apologize in advance if this fic isn’t that good.

As always, no romance, no NSFW.

With the explanation done, onto the fic.

P.S I am very sorry to all of the people who are getting tired of my lee!Shulk posts, but lee!Shulk is just too good in my eyes.

Update 07-10-22: This fic is now on AO3! Here’s the AO3 Link!

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Alvis had been waiting for Shulk for about an hour. He was hiding in the hallway of his home, invisible to the entire world, when Shulk opened the front door.

The visionary let out a heavy sigh, and Alvis could immediately tell that he was stressed out and/or frustrated by something that happened at the Weapons Development Lab.

He silently followed him to his room. As soon as Shulk closed the door to his room, he slowly stretched his arms up into the air, and he slowly laid down on his bed.

He had a long day at the lab today. He had struggled with the development of a new weapon for the Defense Force in Colony 6. The blueprints confused him several times, but he eventually understood what he had to do.

Unfortunately, he had to deal with multiple instances of the weapon falling apart as he tried to test it out on a test dummy. He thought he had it down the first time, and every time it broke, he became increasingly frustrated at himself for constantly making errors. He managed to get it to stay in one piece, and it turned out to be quite useful in battle, but the frustration did not leave his mind.

He hadn’t stopped beating himself up about it, not realizing that his perseverance made him stick through the struggles until he finally got the weapon’s design and durability right.

Alvis knew that Shulk’s willpower had made him the perfect candidate for the downfall of Zanza in the old world, but he also knew that he was a pessimist, especially when it came to his own talents and skills. He had trouble seeing the silver lining to any sort of issue.

The creation of the new world did not change his behavior at all.

He does catch on to silver linings eventually, but Alvis wished that he could see them from the start.

For now, Alvis was thinking about talking to him, but he was slightly concerned about the possibility of Shulk exploding at him in anger. He tended to do that when he was upset with himself.

He doesn’t mean any harm when he has these episodes, and he wants to stop them from happening, but for now, Shulk had a very high risk of getting angry at people for no logical reason when he felt like this.

Reading Shulk’s mind didn’t bring Alvis any comfort. He could see all of the negative thoughts that he was having. None of them were alarming in any sort of way, but he wanted to put a stop to those thoughts before they got any worse.

So Alvis made his move.

He made himself visible while standing in front of the door to Shulk’s room, before he lightly knocked on the door.

The sound made Shulk jump and grab the Monado Replica EX out of the corner of the room before calling out, “Who’s there? Show yourself!”

Alvis slowly opened the door until he could see the Homs standing in the middle of the room. Upon seeing the former divine seer, Shulk lowered the artificial Monado and put it back in the corner.

“Alvis?”

The silver-haired… something gave the other man a polite wave.

“Hello there, Shulk. Sorry for scaring you.”

“How did you get in here? I thought I locked the door!” he said, confused about how the other could have walked into the house when there was no one behind him.

“I was waiting here the whole time. I wanted to speak with you about your travels on the Bionis Shoulder, but I can see that something is bothering you.” Alvis explained.

“Huh, no wonder why I felt like someone was watching me when I stepped in from outside.” Shulk responded, relieved that no one had snuck up behind him.

“Indeed, that was why. Moving on from that, you are stressed. I can tell.”

Shulk wasn’t surprised by his words. He was pretty easy to read, and lying was not something that came to him naturally.

“Uh… Yeah, I am a little stressed.”

“No need to explain. I already know what’s been bothering you.”

Now that was surprising.

“What?! How do you know about what happened at the lab?!” Shulk said, shock audible in his voice.

“Have you forgotten? I am capable of reading the minds of those around me. Your mind has been full of negative thoughts and repeats of the mistakes you made.” Alvis answered him, relaxing as he realized that Shulk wasn’t going to verbally lash out against him and himself at the moment. The risk was still there, though.

Shulk stood there without saying anything for a second, then spoke.

“I don’t get it.”

“Hm?”

“I don’t understand how I could have made those mistakes. I’m supposed to be a weapons developer, and yet I couldn’t figure out the blueprints right away!”

And there it was. Alvis knew this was going to happen.

The heir continued, “I should have been able to get that weapon to stay together, but it kept falling apart! How did I let that happen?!”

Alvis tried to interject, “Shulk…”

“No, I don’t need your pity, Alvis! Do you not see the fact that I can’t do anything right?”

Alvis tried again, “Shulk.”

“You don’t see how I am a massive failure right now? How do you not see that?!”

Alvis nearly shouted, “Shulk!”

That managed to stop the boy in his tracks, though the seer did notice that he kind of shrunk into himself in response to the near-shout. Dickson’s shouting must have done some serious psychological damage if that was how Shulk responded to someone shouting or yelling at him.

“Apologizes, but I had to stop you in some way before your thoughts spiraled out of control. Now, I want you to listen to me.”

Shulk’s eyes showed that he was still waist-deep in self-hatred, but the rest of his body showed compliance towards Alvis’s request.

“You’re lying to yourself. You are not a failure at anything, and you are capable of doing things right, even if you can’t do it right the first time. If your words were in fact the truth, why would I have chosen you?”

Alvis could tell that the budding scientist was listening, but the self-hating look in his eyes did not fade, and the expression on his face didn’t change. At least, that was what it looked like from where Alvis was currently standing. However, he knew better.

Alvis slowly approached the young man. He appeared to be thinking about backing away, but his body did not move an inch.

“You couldn’t save the lives of everyone in the old world, and yet you managed to save everyone who survived Egil and Zanza. You didn’t understand those blueprints right off the bat, but in no time, you managed to figure them out.”

Shulk didn’t quite understand how those two things were connected, but Alvis quickly provided an explanation.

“Can you see? Can you see how you are incapable of being perfect, and yet you are capable of making a drastic, positive impact on the lives of others, and are capable of learning something new in mere minutes?”

The blonde nearly lost his angry expression, feeling a slight amount of heat in his cheeks. Nonetheless, his expression remained the same.

“You are not a perfect person. Becoming a perfect person is an impossible goal to fulfill. Of course, you can strive to better yourself, but you should not expect perfection.”

Alvis knew that saying this wasn’t going to make Shulk feel any better about his imperfections, but he could tell that his words were getting through to him.

“I…” Shulk tried to say something in response, but he couldn’t find the words.

“Your face appears to be relaxing. You are blushing. Am I correct in assuming that my words are helping?”

The weapons developer quickly turned around to hide his blushing face, and he thought about what to say. He almost wanted to say “no”, but he knew that at this point, it was futile to lie to the other Homs (?). However, he didn’t want to say “yes”. He could say that right now, but he knows that Alvis’s words will not change his attitude anytime soon.

Alvis’s voice startled him out of his thoughts.

“No answer? I see… then maybe-“

As soon as the word “maybe” left the silver-haired seer’s lips, the heir sprung back into action.

“Don’t.”

Now it was Alvis’s turn to be confused, except that the confusion was being faked by him.

“Hm? What do you mean ‘don’t’? You haven’t answered my question, so I believe I need to get an answer from you, regardless of how I get it.”

“Don’t!” Shulk said with a slight squeak in his voice.

“Why are you squeaking? I didn’t say anything off putting, did I?” Alvis asked as if he didn’t know the answer to his own questions.

Shulk could hear Alvis’s smirk from behind him.

“Alvis, no!”

He tried to run out of the room, but Alvis caught him before he could even make it halfway across the room.

“Where are you going? The answers do not reside outside of this room. They do not reside in this room, either. Only you have the answers that I am seeking, and I need to find them, no matter what.”

The blonde squirmed in the seer’s arms, but he failed to loosen Alvis’s grip, and he couldn’t break free from his clutches.

“What’s with the squirming? I’m just trying to find answers. Why are you resisting me and my words of encouragement?”

“I-I’m not trying to d-deny the impact o-of your w-words!”

The stammering had begun. Alvis smiled to himself in anticipation of what was about to happen.

“Is that so? Then why did you hide yourself from me? If you wanted to tell me that, then you shouldn’t be hiding your face from my eyes. I was able to detect the impact of my words before you could even turn your back on me, but you can’t hide your feelings. That isn’t a healthy thing to do, you know.”

Alvis pulled himself and Shulk onto the latter’s bed, his arms never losing their hold on the other boy’s body.

“W-what do y-you think you’re d-doing?” Shulk was slowly starting to lose it as anticipation tore his negative thoughts to shreds, replacing them with mental images of what was inevitably going to happen to him.

“Getting my answer. And maybe, I can also add in some additional compliments to cheer you up even more.”

Alvis moved his hands onto Shulk’s stomach and began to scribble his fingers all over the spot.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO HEHEHESIHIHIHITAHAHATIHIHIHIHION, HUHUHUHUHUH?”

“No. This is what happens when you don’t give me the answers that I seek.” Alvis stated calmly.

“SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAYS YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOU!” Shulk laughed out.

“Pardon?” Alvis knew what he was talking about, but he decided to tease him by pretending he didn’t know.

“Y-YOHOHOHO- HEHEHEHEHEHEHEY!” Shulk was quickly cut off by Alvis as he felt the seer’s fingers creep up his rib cage, occasionally poking in between the bones.

“How unusual. I’ve never met someone whose ribs were easy to feel. You are rather thin, but thinness looks nice on you.” Alvis was almost as stunned as Shulk was about the words that just left his mouth, but the former was able to shake off the feeling.

The latter, however, had a brighter blush on his face than he did when Alvis was talking to him about his accomplishments.

“WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT?” Did he hear his correctly? Did Alvis really just say that?

“I said that thinness looks good on you. Is that an odd statement?”

The heir was about to reply, but Alvis quickly zipped his fingers back down to his belly.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIY THAHAHAHAHAHAT SPOHOHOHOT AGAHHAHAHAHAHAHAIGN?”

Alvis slowed his tickling down until he was lightly fluttering his fingers over the blonde’s tummy.

“Fascinating. It must have been difficult for you to get your abs. And yet you pressed on, and here you are today. This is proof that you are capable of making an impact on your own life that is just as positive as the impacts you have made on everyone else.” Alvis chuckled as he felt Shulk twitch under his hands.

“Ahahahahahahalvihihihihis… thihihihihis isn’t necesary… hehehehehe…” The boy’s laughter had died down to light, adorable giggles, but it didn’t take for him to start laughing again as his calves were suddenly under attack.

“Huhuhuhuhuh?” Shulk had never felt this before. No one had ever gone after that spot before, and truthfully, he didn’t mind what he was feeling right now.

“Your legs are rather strong as well. This was definitely caused by the amount of running that you have done over the years. And they haven’t gotten any weaker, either. You see? You want to keep yourself in good condition. Surely, a person who couldn’t do anything right wouldn’t be able to sustain these muscles.”

Alvis had a grin on his face. He could barely see the other male’s face, but he could still make out a bright red blush. A blush that was brighter than the glowing ball of ether that appeared in the light blue sky above their heads.

“Yohohohohohou dohohohohohon’t hahahahahahave tohohoho dohohoHOHOHO THIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIS!” Shulk’s laughter became heavy when Alvis used one finger on each of his hands to tickle both of his underarms. He squirmed once Alvis found that one spot between his underarm and the top of his rib cage.

“Easy there. If you break free, you might fall off of me and onto the floor. We don’t need to have an imperfectly perfect Homs get hurt now, do we?”

“IHIHIHIHIMPERFEHEHECTLY PERFEHEHEHEHECT?” The visionary questioned through his laughter.

“Yes, imperfectly perfect. Your imperfections make you one of the most loved Homs in this world. I did say that a perfect person can not exist, but what I meant was a person who is capable of doing everything perfectly on the first try. You seem to be one of the only Homs to anywhere close to being a perfect person in terms of who you are. You don’t need to do everything right to be loved by the world and the races residing within it. All you need to do is be yourself.”

Alvis moved up to Shulk’s neck, allowing his laughter to die down enough for him to breathe and speak semi-normally.

“Quihihihihit ihihihit, yohohou’re makihihihihihihing mehehehehehe bluhuhuhuhush…”

Alvis laughed, “Why do you think I’m doing this?”

“To tehehehehehell me to lohohohove myself? Shulk asked.

“That’s right. In addition to making you flustered, I want to convince you that you are worthy of love, including self-love.”

“Ihihihihi thought yohohohou wahahahahanted ahahahahnswers?” Shulk said as Alvis retracted his hands.

“I believe I have found my answer. My words did get through to you.” Alvis answered as he laid down on his right side and released the younger male from his hold. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah… I’m okay…” Shulk was breathing somewhat heavily as he felt Alvis stroke his hair. He accidentally let out a sound that sounded like a young Nopon who was dragging out his “meh,” his face returning to the bright shade of red from earlier as he realized what he did. Alvis had a look of surprise for a brief second before he regained his calm expression.

“I-I’m sorry, I don’t know what that-“

“Cute.” Alvis cut him off.

“I-I’m sorry?” Shulk was still stammering, but it wasn’t as bad as it was prior to Alvis’s tickle attack.

“I said it was cute. I didn’t even know you could make that noise.” Alvis replied. “And I didn’t even know you could blush this much.” He followed up, noticing Shulk’s blush getting impossibly dark.

“Alvis… That’s enough.” he said.

“Understood.” Alvis responded.

The two of them said nothing as Shulk calmed himself down.

“Feeling better?” Alvis broke the silence.

“Yes… I’m feeling much better now.” Shulk said as he turned to face Alvis, unable to suppress the smile on his face. “Do you still want to know about the Bionis Shoulder?”

“I would love to know about it. I’ve never had the chance to see it after the Bionis fell.”

Shulk and Alvis spent around three hours discussing every little thing about the Bionis Shoulder, and the two of them began to cultivate a plan that would serve to protect the new world from a future attack from the Fog King.

#tickling #xenoblade chrontickles #lee!Shulk #ler!Alvis #jesus I really went overboard with the non-tickling aspect of this fic #just so you know Shulk calling himself a failure is actually a self-projection that I put onto him #he would probably beat himself down too if he kept making mistakes #I don’t know if I should try to find psychological help for that #I probably should #tickling.

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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Curiosity Tickled the Cat (Super Smash Bros. Tickle Fic)

A/N: I know I might be called “cringy” for doing this, but I’m doing it. I’m posting a fic a Lee!Shulk, but with a twist.

In this fic, Shulk is going to be part cat. In my headcanons, this means that he will be a normal person (or rather Hom), but he’ll have cat ears and a cat tail, and will exhibit some cat-like behavior. Other than that, he isn’t any different from his normal self.

You likely know the drill about romance and NSFW, so I’m not going to include those messages here.

Finally, I should let all of you know ahead of time that this is my first attempt at writing a fic like this (not a tickle fic, but a fic with a character that is part cat). I’m likely going to make some mistakes in my portrayal of cat Shulk, so I hope you can forgive me for that.

Well, here goes nothing… let's begin.

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Neither Cloud nor Shulk had any idea as to how they got into this situation.

For some reason that was never explained by Master Hand or Crazy Hand, the latter of the two hands decided to use his infinite power to transform some of the fighters into animal/Pokemon hybrids (only Red and Leaf got the latter). Cloud didn’t know who got turned into what hybrid other than Shulk, and to be honest, he’d rather not know.

Shulk was unfortunate enough to get caught up in the mess, and he was turned into a cat hybrid. As soon as he saw his tail and ears, he ran from the crowd that was in the middle of the Smash Colosseum, fearful of the humiliation that would've followed had anyone seen him. He ran into his room to hide, and not even two minutes later, he heard a knock on his door. Trembling as he opened the door, he found his “brother” on the other side of the door. The two of them stood in shock for thirty seconds before Cloud broke the silence.

“Shulk? What the hell happened to you?”

Shulk nearly ran out of the room in shame, but he knew that the merc wouldn’t insult or judge him for something that he didn’t have a say in, so he explained what happened.

“I see… Did Crazy Hand tell any of you guys why?”

“Nope. He didn’t even try to explain anything to us.”

“What about Master Hand?”

“He couldn’t even begin to explain Crazy Hand’s actions.”

“Hm… Well, this is an awkward situation…”

“I know…”

The older blonde noticed the apologetic look in the younger’s eyes.

“You alright?”

“Not really… I’m-“

“You don’t have to apologize.”

Shulk’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. Was he really that easy to read?

“But I- I just- I know that you don’t like cats, so-“

“I never said that I disliked cats.”

“But you never said that you liked them, either…”

“True.” Cloud admitted, “I’m kind of… neutral towards them, to be honest.”

Shulk’s cat ears twitched in curiosity, causing him to blush as he asked his next question, “So you don’t like them… but you don’t hate them, either, right?”

“Yes.”

“Oh…” Shulk pondered Cloud’s answer for a bit, then felt his ears and tail droop as a sudden feeling of sadness came over him, “…does that mean that you’re indifferent towards me at the moment?”

“No. I’m just saying that I don’t care if you’re part cat or not, it’s not going to change my view on you.”

“O-oh!” He knew that statement was coming, but nonetheless, he still couldn’t help but blush again. The blush darkened as he felt his ears and tail shoot straight up.

Cloud couldn’t help but laugh a little when he saw that, realizing that he was enjoying this more than he initially thought he did.

“You’re rather expressive as a cat, huh?”

“No, I’m not!” Shulk felt his ears twitch a little, and his blush grew even darker as a result.

“You definitely are.” The older male took a few steps towards him before he spoke again. “Hm… how would you react if I did this?” He reached his hands out and scratched behind the heir’s cat ears.

“Wh-wait, what are y-you-“ The younger male was cut off by his sudden urge to purr, and he tried his best to fight it. Unsurprisingly, he failed, letting out a quiet, happy-sounding “mrrrrr”.

“So you can purr...” Cloud observed, concealing the fact that the purrs were melting his heart, “Now what would happen if I scratched behind your actual ears?”

He slowly moved his hands down to the back of Shulk’s Hom ears, which resulted in a shudder.

“You alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, that just… felt good, I guess?”

“I’m not surprised.” Cloud began to scratch behind his “brother’s” normal ears. “You like it when someone massages your scalp or neck.” He was about to follow up with a complement, but a light snicker tumbled out in between Shulk’s purrs.

“Oh? Is the cat a bit ticklish~?” The merc allowed himself to slip into his tickle monster persona, chuckling at the fear that flashed in the eyes of his soon-to-be victim.

“No! No, I-I’m not! Can you even tickle a c-cat?”

“You sure can, but they can’t laugh. However…” Cloud wore a sinister grin as he pushed Shulk onto the bed behind them and pinned him down by his wrists. “That only applies to normal cats, not cat-Hom hybrids. How unfortunate for you~!”

“Nonononono! Brother, don’t!”

“But I want to know if you’re a ticklish little kitten!” Cloud nearly let out an uncharacteristic whine as he teased the younger blonde.

“I’m not a kitten, and I’m not ticklish as a cat hybrid!”

“Is that so? Very well then, I guess you wouldn’t mind if I did… this!” The older blonde scratched at Shulk’s cat ears again, but this time, it was far less relaxing and far more tickly. The noise that came out of the poor hybrid was a mix between a purr and a giggle.

“Mrrrrhehehehehehe, no! Nohohohohohohoho! Clohohohohohohohohould!” “Huh, would you look at that!” Cloud leaned in a bit before he delivered his next tease, “Someone lied to me~”

“Ihihihihihihihihihi- Ihihihihihihihihihi’m sohohohohohohohohorry!”

Cloud’s grin grew at the apology. “Apology not accepted~ You know you shouldn’t have lied to me, and yet you did it anyway.” He sped up the tickling a bit as soon as his hands landed on his sides, clearly trying to use those tickles as a threat. “Am I going to have to punish you for lying~?”

Shulk let out a series of mewls that mixed in with his giggles, “Wahahah-wahahahahahait, thihihihihis ihihihisn’t thehehehe punihihihistmehehehnt?”

“No, but if you want, I can punish you right now. Is that what you want~?”

“Nahahahahahahahahawo!” Shulk’s protest came out as a mix of a whine, a meow, and a laugh. He started kicking when Cloud’s fingers moved a little too close to his stomach.

“Hey, hey! What are you doing?!” Cloud slowed his tickling down to a stop and returned to his normal personality, confused as to why Shulk’s reaction was so violent. Sure, he tried to kick his way out of the merc’s tickly hands on multiple occasions, but right now? It seemed as though something was different. Very different.

“Is he somehow more ticklish than before?” Cloud found it hard to believe. Shulk was already ticklish enough to the point where he would start squirming and giggling as soon as someone got their hands on him. They didn’t even have to tickle him if they wanted to. They could just leave their hand there!

Cloud loved to take advantage of this, and would often place his hand on Shulk’s stomach just so he could hear him laugh.

“Wait, his stomach… That could answer my question… or rather, two questions.”

“B-brohohotheher?” Despite the fact that Cloud had stopped tickling him, the scientist had a few giggles left in his system.

The merc didn’t say anything and instead glanced down at Shulk’s belly.

“Whahahat are you looking at?”

Shulk followed Cloud’s eyes, and all of the giggling ceased.

“Wait, Cloud, don’t!”

“Hm? I’m not doing anything, am I?” Cloud briefly looked up at Shulk’s face before his vision went back down to the younger man’s stomach.

“K-kind of! Why are you l-looking at my stomach like that?”

Cloud felt a tinge of embarrassment and tore his eyes away from the Hom’s weak spot, “I want to ask you something.”

“Y-yes?” Shulk did not like where this was going, but decided to hear his “brother” out anyway.

“Someone in my homeworld told me that cats dislike belly rubs, but they never told me why. I think this might be my chance to find the reason.”

Shulk’s typical whimper was replaced with a pitiful-sounding meow, which only riled him up more. “B-brother, please don’t…”

“Hey, try to relax, okay? It may not apply to you, but neither of us will know the answer until we test it. Wouldn’t you do the same if I was a cat hybrid?”

The heir tried to respond, but his words got stuck in his throat.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise. If you get overwhelmed, tell me to stop, okay?”

“O-okay…” Even with the promise of mercy, Shulk still felt nervous. And he had every right to be, because as soon as Cloud’s hands made contact with his belly, he broke down in laughter and started kicking again.

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAHAHN’T TAHAHAHAHAHAHKE IHIHIHIHIHIT!”

“But I haven’t done anything yet!” Amidst the loud laughter that poured out of Shulk, Cloud told himself, “I think I found the answer to my questions”, as the younger male’s laughter got louder and louder.

But he still had to prove to himself that his hypothesis was correct, as Shulk would say, so he wiggled his fingers on the skin above Shulk’s navel. The action produced a small shrill that made Cloud recoil in surprise.

“Shit, did I hurt you?!”

“Sohohohorry, I-I couldn’t help it! It t-tihihihickled so bad!”

Cloud nodded in understanding, “Ah, I see… So I was right…”

A faint glimmer of innocence shone in Shulk’s eyes as he calmed down and tilted his head in curiosity. “Right? Right about what?”

Seeing the glimmer in his “brother’s” eyes made Cloud’s brain malfunction for a split second, but luckily, he was able to regain his composure before the heir noticed.

“I’ll explain later. For now…” Cloud allowed his voice go lower as he slowly transitioned back into his role as the ler, “I think a certain kitty is looking for belly rubs~”

The younger male accidentally let out a meow that sounded a bit too excited for his liking, and he hit Cloud’s arm with his tail repeatedly when his “brother’s” hands touched his tummy.

“What’s the matter? Why are you hitting me with your tail, hm~?”

Shulk’s answer came out in between giggles, “I’m sohohohohorry! Ihihihihihihi can’t hehehehehehelp it!”

Cloud put on a sinister smile, “I know, you’re just nervous.” He laughed at the blush that formed on Shulk’s face before he continued, “Either that, or you are showing affection. I’m not sure which assumption is the right one, but I’m thinking that it might be a combination of both~”

“Hohohohohohohow w-would yohohoho know thahahahat?”

Shit, he had said too much. Cloud avoided the question by gently rubbing Shulk’s stomach with one hand and lightly scratching at the sensitive skin with the other. The poor Hom fell into hysterics almost instantly, letting out a loud screech before he burst into laughter.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! WHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIY DOHOHOHOHOHOES THAHAHAHAHT TIHIHIHIHIHICKLEHEHEHEHEHE SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH?!”

“Because you’re such a ticklish kitten~!” Cloud changed tactics as he used both hands to scratch at Shulk’s belly, “I hope you can handle this for a bit longer, because there’s something that I want to test out real quick.”

Almost as soon as his second hand started scratching, both of them were being pulled away, and just as he expected, Shulk put his arms up in the air.

Cloud fell into a laughing fit of his own as he replayed the short scene in his mind, “Yehehehehp, you’re ahahahaha cat hybrid alrihihihihihihight!”.

“Hohohohohohohohohohohohohow?” The younger boy asked, still feeling the tingles that radiated through his core.

Cloud struggled to maintain composure as he spoke, “You put your arms up lihihike a kitten when I pulled my hands away!”

Before Shulk could respond to that, Cloud resumed his attack on his stomach. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOHOHOT AHAHAHAHAHGAHAHAHAHIN!”

Just like before, Cloud quickly stopped, and Shulk put his arms up again. This was repeated several times until the older male switched tactics again and blew a raspberry onto the scientist’s belly. The only sound that followed was a loud scream that sounded like a cat screaming in fear.

Shulk never told him to stop, but at this point, Cloud knew that he couldn’t take another minute of tickling, so he ceased the raspberries and sat up, ending the tickles for good. Meanwhile, Shulk struggled to regain control of his laughter, his breathing, and his twitchy ears and tail.

“You alright?” Cloud asked, voice full of concern.

“Yeah… I’m fine. A bit… overwhelmed, but I’ll be… okay.” Shulk replied in between his heavy breaths as he sat up. “Can I… ask you some questions?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

Shulk waited until he had caught his breath to shift over to the older blonde and rest his head on his uncovered shoulder, “Okay, first, what happened to you being nice to me?” He asked, a slight pout forming on his face.

Cloud couldn’t help but laugh at the pout, “I suppose I got a little carried away with the tickling. Sorry about that.”

“A little is an understatement, but don’t worry about it. I forgive you.” The heir wrapped his tail around Cloud’s arm. “Second, do you know why that tickled so badly?”

“Not sure, but I think it has something to do with your increased sensitivity to tickling.”

“Wait, are you serious?! I’m somehow more ticklish than before?!”

“I think so, and if that’s the case, your increased sensitivity might have something to do with you being a cat hybrid.”

“How?” Shulk lifted his head off of Cloud’s shoulder so he could tilt it again, “How does being a cat hybrid affect my ticklishness?”

“Cats are more sensitive to touch than humans are, but I don’t know how sensitive they are on certain parts of their bodies.” Cloud gave the younger male a quick tickle under his chin, earning himself a light giggle, “I wouldn’t be able to tell you whether or not a cat is more ticklish on its chin or its stomach, for example. What I can tell you is that cats will react to your touch if you tickle them. Like I told you earlier, they can’t laugh, but they can react to tickling in other ways. Some might purr, and some will try to scratch your hand. There’s more to it than that, but I think you get the idea.”

“Oh, that’s really interesting! And a good way to transition to my last question…” The sparkle of excitement that once lit up Shulk’s eyes gave way to a mischievous glint.

Seeing that look in the “brother’s” eyes, Cloud tensed up, trying to disguise the nervousness that had begun to take root in his mind, “And that is…?”

“Why do you know so much about cats? I thought you were neutral towards them.”

“Well, I kind of implied it earlier, but someone taught me a few things about them.”

“But why would you need all of that information?”

“Uh…” The merc was dangerously close to having his secret revealed, and that made his face turn bright red from shame. However, as much as he wanted to lie again to protect himself from further embarrassment, he knew that the heir wouldn’t judge him, so he told him the truth. “I… wanted to get closer to some of the cats in my homeworld…”

He heard Shulk giggle, and he was afraid that he had humiliated himself. He was only slightly relieved when he heard his response, “You’re such a hypocrite.”

“What?”

“You punished me for lying about my ticklishness, and yet here you are, lying about your feelings towards cats. That’s not fair!” Shulk said with a whine and another pout.

The shame disappeared as Cloud chuckled, but he couldn’t respond to the scientist’s statement in time before something poked his ribs. He quickly realized that it was Shulk’s tail.

“What are you doing?” Cloud questioned the other, trying and failing to grab the fluffy appendage.

“Oh nothing~ I’m just thinking of something.” Shulk said playfully, a tone that Cloud knew to be dangerous.

“And what is that something, if I may ask?”

Never had he regretted a question so fast. In no time, Shulk pushed him onto his back and went to town, tickling his underarms with his hands and his ribs with his tail.

“Revenge~” Shulk said menacingly, letting out a pleased hum as Cloud fell deeper and deeper into hysterics.

For the next several minutes, the cat hybrid tickled his “brother” until the older blonde fought back and initiated a tickle fight. By the end of the fight, they were exhausted (especially Shulk, since he lost the tickle fight), and as they recovered from their intense laughter, Shulk thought to himself, “Maybe being a cat hybrid isn’t so bad…”

#tickling #tickle tour #lee!Shulk #ler!Cloud #god am I embarrassed about this fic #I feel like my writing goes back and forth between being decent and being shit #but maybe I feel that way this time because I have no idea how to write cat hybrids #on another note I really made Cloud laugh a lot in this fic #I suppose he’d be entertained by Shulk’s confusion #and by his reactions to being tickled on certain spots #and Shulk’s embarrassment #and his cuteness #fuck it he’d be entertained by everything Shulk does and/or says #especially when he’s part cat #or maybe that’s just me being self-indulgent #yeah maybe it’s that

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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I did a round of 8-player Smash yesterday, and it made me think of something.

For context, I played a round with 7 level 3 CPUs, and I was playing as Shulk in his swimwear. The opponents I chose were Falco, Pit, Dark Pit, Palutena, Duck Hunt (or Duck Hunt Duo, if you are playing the PAL version of the game), Banjo & Kazooie, and Sephiroth.

Notice a pattern with the CPUs? If not, then I’ll tell you: all of those CPU fighters have feathers on them (except for Palutena and Banjo, but I count Palutena’s Goddess Wings as a source of feathers. Banjo has Kazooie with him, so I’m going to count him, too).

And because of this match, I thought about a scenario involving lee!Shulk.

On the rare occasions where all of the above fighters are in a ler mood and agree to team up and fight in a Team Battle, they usually choose Shulk as their opponent. They make it so he has to fight in his swimwear, and if he loses… well, we all know what will happen to him. If he wins, then they will leave him alone.

Unfortunately for Shulk, he tends to lose these Team Battles 99% of the time. It’s a miracle that he’s still alive after those battles.

#tickling #tickle tour #there are multiple characters here #but I’m just going to use the lee!Shulk tag #lee!Shulk #is it even possible for a dog and a duck to be a ler?#well whatever the answer it’s a thing now #this might be one of the most evil posts I have ever made for lee!Shulk #I don’t know how Shulk can survive a gang tickle #let alone a gang tickle that involves seven fighters that have feathers on them in some way #poor guy will not be getting any sort of mercy from them #side note the match I played wasn’t a Team Battle #but now I want to do that with these fighters #I know I’m going to lose #but the mental images will be great

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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Stubborn (Super Smash Bros. Tickle Fic)

A/N: That’s right, everyone, I’m back on my BROTP CloudShulk bullshit!

Seriously, I love these two, and I’ve been wanting to write something for them again.

I think we all know what this fic doesn’t contain, but just in case: no romance or NSFW will be in this fic.

Well, I guess that’s it for now. Onto the fic!

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“Hmph. You’re being rather stubborn today.” Cloud said with a huff as he tickled Shulk’s sides.

He wasn’t wrong. Shulk was being unusually stubborn today. He came into their shared room with an angry look on his face, and when Cloud asked him if he was okay, he didn’t answer. Instead, he turned to face the wall behind him.

The merc made several attempts to coax the heir into talking, but all of his attempts failed. He eventually told him, “If you don’t tell me what’s wrong, I’m going to tickle you.”

Shulk had the audacity to tell him, “Do what you want. I’m not going to talk,” and this is what pushed Cloud over the edge.

Now, the younger blonde was pinned against the wall, struggling to hold in his laughter as the older blonde scritched his sides.

“I-I-I’m noHOT-“

“You’re not what?” Cloud said, smirking as Shulk let out a small shriek. He slowed his tickling down until he was lightly tracing shapes into his sides.

“I’m n-not surrendering.”

“Fine by me. I’ll just keep going until you feel like talking.”

The tickling returned to its previous speed without warning, and the shock nearly broke the helpless lee.

“NO! Noho! I-I won’t tahahlk!”

Cloud closed his eyes and let out a short sigh before he opened them again.

“Suit yourself.”

He slowly walked his fingers up the other male’s sides until they reached the bottom of his ribcage.

“H-hey! Hands ohohoff!”

The older male decided to tease him, “My hands are not on your skin, brother. Only my fingers are.”

Shulk bit down on his lower lip in an attempt to control his sudden urge to laugh at that statement.

“Nohohot f-fair! You c-cahan’t do that!”

“He’s breaking… Slowly but surely, he’s breaking.” Cloud told himself as he lightly dug into the crevasses between his victim’s ribs.

“Can’t do what?”

“B-behehehe a smahahahrtahaHAHAHAHAH!” The younger blonde was cut off by his own laughter as he felt his “brother’s” fingers on his belly.

“Got him!” Cloud thought to himself, feeling a surge of pride.

“No cussing, brother.” He said, tsking at Shulk.

The younger male bit down on his lip again, only to break down into laughter a second later.

“LOHOHOHOHOHOHOK WHOHOHOHOHO’S TAHAHAHAHAHLKIHIHIHIHIHING!”

The merc heard him loud and clear, but decided to pretend that he didn’t.

Shulk’s knees buckled under him as he succumbed to a particularly intense fit of laughter. Cloud caught him before he fell, but instead of pulling him back up into his original position, he pinned him onto the floor. His fingers scribbled all over the poor Hom’s stomach the entire time.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, CLOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOUD! QUIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT!”

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong.”

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, IHIHIHIHIHIHI WOHOHOHOHOHOHON’T!”

That sparked some confusion in Cloud’s mind. Why was Shulk being so difficult? Surely, he would have surrendered by now.

But then he thought about it some more, and realized that his “brother” wanted this. If there was one thing that could cheer up a grump Shulk, it was tickles. Of course, he had a hard time asking for anyone to tickle him, so he would give subtle hints to anyone who was looking.

There didn’t seem to be any hints this time around, but the older blonde could still tell that that is what he wanted. The evidence was in his eyes, though it was hard to detect that slight tinge of happiness when he kept closing his eyes every time he laughed.

Cloud didn’t notice that his mind had wandered off until Shulk’s pleas pulled him back into reality.

“OHOHOHOHOHOHOKAHAHAHAY, OHOHOHOKAHAHAHAY! IHIHIHIHIHIHIHI’LL TAHAHAHAHAHAHALK! THAHAHAHAHAHAHT’S EHEHEHNOHOHOHOUGH!”

The older male let out a small laugh and pulled his hands away from the younger’s stomach.

He waited until Shulk’s breathing returned to normal before he asked him, “So, what’s the matter?”

The scientist sat up before he answered him, “I’m trying to create a new Replica Monado.”

Cloud’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “Really?”

“Yep. I call it the Monado Replica EX, or the Monado REX for short. And, well… I’m having a hard time with it.”

“Do you know what the issue is?”

Shulk nodded, “I want to replicate the Monado Arts with this replica, but I can’t figure out how to get Monado Cyclone to work with it.”

The merc immediately understood his frustration. He hadn’t seen all of the Monado Arts the heir could use with the Monado, but he could tell that they would be hard to implement into an artificial replica of the blade.

“I know you can’t really do anything to help, but… Well, I was going to say that I wanted to let you know, but you kind of forced it out of me.” Shulk finished the statement with a laugh.

“You wouldn’t tell me what was wrong, even when I threatened you with tickles. What else was I supposed to do?”

“Yeah, I guess I deserved it after that… Sorry, brother.”

Cloud ruffled his hair, earning himself a fit of shy giggles from his “brother”, “You don’t need to be sorry. I could tell that you were in need of some tickles.”

Shulk’s face turned red at Cloud’s sentence. He brought his hands up to hide his blush.

“What’s wrong? Can’t handle the truth?” The older blonde said, waiting until the younger blonde peeked through his fingers to wiggle his fingers at him.

“S-stop that!” Shulk whined, peeking through his fingers once more.

“Stop what? Stop this?” Cloud wiggled his fingers again. “Alright then! I guess you’re ready for round two!”

“Wait, no, brohohohohohohoHOHOHOHOHOHOTHER!”

It’s safe to say that Shulk’s anger was gone.

#tickling #tickle tour #lee!Shulk #ler!Cloud #I kind of wrote this fic in honor of National Tickling Month #but I also wrote it for myself #because I love Cloud and Shulk as a duo #or should I say the Buster Brothers #Don’t be surprised if this is the only fic I write this month #because I’m taking a class where I will have to do a ton of writing #and I think that’s going to kill my desire to write for a while #It saddens me greatly but I have to deal with it

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rainbowwing251 · 3 years

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Wakey Wakey (Xenoblade Chronicles Tickle Fic)

A/N: This was meant to be a drabble, but apparently, drabbles are exactly 100 words long… This fic is not 100 words long. At all. Whoops.

Oh well, I should have known that I was going to write nearly 1000 words (counting this Author’s Note). I mean, come on, this is a lee!Shulk fic. I should have seen that coming.

I think you know the drill about romance and NSFW around here, so I’m not going to write it out here. If you don’t understand the NSFW part, look at my blog description and pinned post. As for the romance part… I’ll be honest, I don’t know how to write anything that is romantic in nature.

I suppose that’s it for now, so on to the first.. short story? Short short story? Whatever you want to call it, it’s a fic nonetheless!

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It took all of her willpower to not giggle as she opened the door to Shulk’s room and snuck up on the sleeping Hom.

Normally, Fiora wouldn’t bother him while he was asleep. He was long overdue for a good night’s rest after everything that had happened in the old world, the world of Zanza. However, it was currently 8:00 in the morning, and he was still sleeping. She had to wake him up.

“Everyone’s wondering where he is, and if I don’t wake him up now, he might sleep through the whole day.”

Was that an exaggeration? Maybe.

She slowly lifted the blanket off of the former heir, revealing his shirtless form. He usually kept a shirt on at all times, but right now, it was the middle of summer, so he took it off every night when he went to bed.

“Perfect.” She couldn’t help the quiet giggle that emerged from deep within her chest, “His worst spots are wide open…”

She waited a bit to make sure that the younger blonde was still asleep, then crept her fingers towards his sides. As soon as they made contact with his skin, she slowly wiggled them.

Nothing. There was no reaction whatsoever… for two whole seconds.

“Is he dreaming, or is he feeling the tickles?” Her question was answered by a quiet, “Mmmhehehe…” from Shulk.

“He’s feeling the tickles!” She dragged her fingers up and down his sides, relishing in the sleepy giggles that poured out his mouth.

Eventually, she drifted her hands up to his ribcage, carefully tickling the skin that resided in the crevasses between his ribs. The resulting giggles were a bit louder than the previous ones, and he even tried to bat at her hands.

“Hehehehehehe… Ahahahahahalvihihihis…”

“Alvis?” Apparently, Shulk was dreaming about him.

“What’s going on in his head right now?” Fiora asked herself.

She was curious about the dream, but she had a goal, and she was not going to distract herself from it.

She gave him a quick scribble to the underarms, which made him squirm in response.

“Almost there…” she thought to herself as she rolled him onto his back. She was ready to go for the kill, but she wanted to make one last attempt at waking him up before she made her move.

“Shuuulk…” She whispered with a sing-song tone. She leaned down towards his face before she spoke again. “It’s time to wake uuuup~”

All she heard was a quiet, “Mmm…”.

“Come on… You need to get up!” She gently shook him, but his eyes didn’t open.

“Okay then, you asked for this~!” Time for the kill!

Fiora moved her head down to the scientist’s bare stomach, then took a deep breath. Using her hands to hold him down, she blew the biggest raspberry onto his belly.

His eyes shot open for a split second before he closed them again and fell into hysterics.

“AHHHHHHHHH! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHLVIHIHIHIHIS! WHAHAHAHAHAHAT AHAHAHAHAHAHRE YOHOHOHOHOHOU DOHOHOHOHOHOING?!”

“I’m not Alvis, silly~!” Fiora said before she blew another raspberry.

“F-FIHIHIHIHIHIOHOHOHOHORAHAHAHAHAHAHA?” That was the only thing Shulk was able to say before he fell into another laughing fit.

It didn’t last long, however, as the former Mechon pulled herself away from the giggling boy.

“Good morning, sleepyhead~!” She teased, poking his belly button. “Sleep well?”

He let out a squeak and shot his legs up to protect his torso.

“Well, I was sleeping well… until you tickled me awake!” He finished the sentence with a slight pout on his face.

“Sorry~ If I didn’t do anything, you would have slept all morning!”

“Huh?” Shulk looked outside, but he couldn’t tell what time it was based on the position of the sun. “What time is it?”

“It’s nearly 8:15 in the morning!” Fiora told him as she went to find his shirt.

He nearly jumped in shock, “What?! Are you serious?!”

She nodded and handed him his sweater, “I am! Everyone’s been looking for you for the past hour!”

“Oh… sorry…” he said as he rose from the bed and put his sweater on.

“Don’t be. We know you’ve been super tired since the day Zanza fell. You deserve a good rest after everything that happened.” Fiora told him with a smile. Shulk reciprocated her smile with one of his own.

“I guess you’re right…”

He then looked towards the floor with a slight blush on his face, “But still, I’m sorry for sleeping in…”

His friend let out a giggle, “Didn’t I just tell you to not worry about it?” She then brought her hands up into the former heir’s line of sight, “Do I have to tickle you again~?”

She saw him stagger backwards, “N-no, no you don’t!”

“Aw~ That’s too bad…” She put her arms down to her sides. “Can you at least tell me about your dream?”

“Huh? My dream?”

“Yeah, your dream! I heard you say something about Alvis. What were you dreaming about, Shulk~?”

He blushed in response, knowing that if he told her, she’ll tickle him all over again.

#tickling #xenoblade chrontickles #lee!Shulk #ler!Fiora #I wrote this in the style of a drabble #but then I looked up the definition of “drabble”#and it threw me off #so sorry in advance if the beginning and ending are super shitty #I kind of want to write more fics like this one #fics that are less than 1000 words in length #I have two maybe three ideas in mind #two of them involve lee!Shulk and ler!Cloud #and the third one involves lee!Shulk and ler!Pit #yeah ler!Pit of all things

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