what people think the tickle community is: ooh aah im so turned on by tickles~
what the tickle community actually is: IM SO LONELY, PLEASE SOMEONE JUST GIVE ME A HUG AND A COCOA AND SOME TICKLES, I JUST NEED TO BE LOVED
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breathes can i ask "and what are you gonna do, tickle me" w arlefuri...or any other furina pairing i just crave lee furina ty 🙏🙏
Mischievious Prompts [Still Open]
It wasn’t often that Navia left Furina and Arlecchino alone in a room together these days – but, admittedly, Furina had grown more comfortable around the Harbinger with time, so when Navia double-checked that she’d be okay before leaving that morning, Furina insisted that she’d be fine.
And, to be fair, most of the morning had actually gone very pleasantly between them, with a morning spent in the Hearth household after checkin with Arlecchino’s charges.
It was only when walking back to Furina’s apartment that a small argument broke out – a really one-sided argument, honestly – when Arlecchino made an offhanded comment about Furina’s spending.
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Simply that I believe you haven’t quite adjusted to a frugal lifestyle,” The taller woman replied coolly; “You seem to be relying quite a lot on Navia and I’s wallets.”
“How dare you! I’ve been making plenty of my own money with directing work as of late!”
“And yet you’ve been spending more of ours…”
“Ooh, so help me, if you don’t stop making these slanderous accusations, I’ll make you eat your words!”
Arlecchino almost laughed, her eyes alighted with amusement as she stared down at Furina, puffed up and angry like a little bird; the ex-primadonna was hardly threatening, least of all to her, and with a brief glance around to ensure nobody else was looking their direction, she changed course, pushing Furina against a wall. The girl wasn’t pinned, of course – after their history, Arlecchino knew better than to hinder her ability to escape in such a threatening way, but the closeness was enough to make Furina’s anger change to pure fluster, a bright pink in her cheeks as she stared up at Arlecchino.
“And what, exactly, are you going to do,” The Harbinger questioned; “Tickle me?”
“I… I…!”
This time, Arlecchino did let loose a rumbling chuckle, watching Furina’s pink cheeks level up to a brighter red at the notion. It was enough to make her fingers itch, and she gave another glance down the street. The apartment wasn’t too far away…
“… Hm. Actually, that gives me an idea.”
“Wha – hey!”
With a squeak, Furina flailed, finding herself suddenly swept up in the Harbinger’s arms and held bridal-style, freezing only as two pointed claws dug threateningly light against her side.
“You –! People will see!”
“We’re not that far away. Besides, I think someone needs to be humbled.”
Her tone made Furina shudder, though she didn’t make a scene, allowing Arlecchino to carry her to the apartment and disappear inside; after all, they both had their images to keep. Best to keep the nonsense behind closed doors.
Not that it mattered, when the diva’s squeals and laughter poured out through the open window minutes later.
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Chili anon Chili anon!!!!
As always thank you for requesting!! So so sorry for how long it’s taken to reply to your ask (I was scared I was being annoying so I just put it off ueue) but I did want to clarify one thing about your prompt!!!!
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There’s nothing wrong with the scenario you requested, but it did kinda sounded like you only reqed it bc you thought it would be easier for me? Which is totally fine, but you don’t need to do that!!
I want to know what you want to see!!! Also I feel like it’s easier to write when I have a more unique or outlandish prompt lololllll
Ofc if you want the scenario you’ve already sent, then I’ll go ahead with it! I just wanted to make sure it was what you were looking for aisksjajskkaksj. Sorry if I’m reading too much into it
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Hello!!! I've been holding this request off a bit bc I feel so bad about requesting Stelle since you've written for her like twice now but uhm
"Here comes the tickle~ monster~" from mischievous prompts. If you can, maybe it's Stelle and March having a tickle fight but if you don't want to, how about ler Stelle + lee March for a change (Since I read the ask game thingy where u said that they have tickle fights or smth like that)
I'm sorry I just very enthusiastically adore these very two lesbians so erm!
Anyways I hope you're having a good day so far!
Mischievious Prompts [Still Open]
“Stop, knock it off!”
“Maaaarch…~”
The pastel-inclined girl squealed, sprinting her way across the cabin – much to Pom-Pom’s distress (“Hey, how many times has Pom-Pom told you not to run unless it’s an emergency?! If you run into a wall again, Pom-Pom’s not helping you!”) – while her pursuer stalked after, slow and determined, like a predator.
Sparing no time for thought, she slammed her way into her cabin, leaving the door slightly ajar (in the spirit of the game, of course) and glancing around her space for a good hiding place.
“Ugh, agh, c’moooon…. Why’d you have to choose the day after I cleaned up to do this?!”
"Here comes the tickle monster…"
A thrill ran up her spine at the low, foreboding words echoing down the hall outside, and she squeaked, dipping herself under her bed and pushing as far back as she could, holding her breath. From her vantage point, she could see her door slide fully open with a soft chuckle from her friend, and watch the black heels slowly meander around her room, walking a few circles.
“C’mon, March, what’re you hiding for? Am I really so scary?”
Yes…!!!
Covering her mouth with both hands – mostly to muffle the anticipatory giggles – March shuffled back a little further and screwed her eyes shut, hearing Stelle move around the bed, each click of her heels making her stomach flutter.
Before long, her ankles were grabbed as she was yanked out of hiding, and she shrieked, already hugging her torso to protect herself as Stelle dropped down to straddle her and start squeezing her sides, worming her hands under March’s arms.
“No no NO NO NOHOHO!! Stelle, d-dohohohon’t –!”
“I was gonna be nice, until you went and hid from me… Now? I’m not stopping until Dan Heng comes back, just for this little goose chase!”
March could only squeal, not at all dissatisfied with this fate – and comfortable in the knowledge that not only would her kicks leave a few small bruises, but she’d have immediate revenge when Dan Heng got back, if he stayed true to her request…
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