#ler!cloak

[amitlee]

Unaware

Summary: George gets caught playing dress-up in XD’s cloak. Aka: Out of spite and boredom, I made this to torment Mushie.

Warnings: None

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George stared in amazement at the long green cloak hung up near his front door. The dark green garment flowed beautifully with ethereal magic, easily taunting the mortal. The cloak was rarely seen without its owner, which only made it more appealing to George.

He looked to his left and right, finding both directions empty of the god. George focused his gaze back on the cloak and cautiously took it off the rack it was hanging on. The material was soft to the touch, though with the dull scratch of wool. George ran his fingers over the clothing and distantly remembered moments when he would do the same with Dream’s and Sapnap’s clothes; taking them and watching chaos unfold.

He shrugged the cloak on and took in his appearance in a nearby mirror. The cloak was clearly made for someone who was at least twice his size. The sleeves bunched up and swallowed his hands entirely, there was a large pile of the fabric laying on the ground from where it hung off his body. Despite it being much too big for him, George found himself smiling giddily and snuggling into the fabric. He swayed side to side, seeing the cloak at all angles and being pleased at his appearance. He felt regal.

He raised his hand as if holding a staff and spoke in a gruff voice, “I am the powerful XD, you will bow to me.” He broke into titters at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation.

“George,” He started again in the same low tone, “There is a small pool of water in the bathroom. Why is it raining indoors?” He asked himself, barely containing his laughter at the memory and his recount.

He was so busy giggling to himself and making light fun of his friend, that he missed the air shifting and the subtle pop signaling that he was no longer alone. XD stood by and watched as George continued to play.

“George, get behind me. There is a wolf in your house. Do not be afraid, it will not harm you while I’m here.” George wheezed, clearly amused with himself.

XD flushed at the memory, how was he to know that humans befriended wildlife?

“I still don’t understand that one.” XD spoke up.

A startled scream ripped from George’s throat. He whipped his head around to see the deity standing behind him, with a sly smile beginning to form underneath his mask. “XD,” He said.

“I was looking for that.” XD spoke in reference to his cloak, cutting off whatever George was going to say. “But you do look rather cute in it, maybe I’ll let you keep it.”

George looked astonishingly at XD. “Really?” He asked, full of confusion and suspicion.

XD let out a dark chuckle. “Absolutely not.” XD straightened his back and cracked his knuckles, a trick he’d learned from Dream. His head brushed the ceiling at his full height, and suddenly George knew he was in a game of cat and mouse.

George picked up the excess cloak from the floor and ran in the other direction, filled with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. He ran around twists and turns, dodged furniture, and weaved around corners; all the while XD lagged slightly behind. While the god would normally win chases instantly, being confined in George’s house gave him a disadvantage, something that George was very happy about.

“How long do you think you’ll be able to run for, George?” XD asked tauntingly. “You know what’s going to happen when I catch you, right?”

George screamed at how close XD’s voice was. He chose not to reply, his giggling being enough of a response on its own.

“Don’t worry, giggles, you won’t have to wait.”

Before George could wonder what XD meant, he felt himself be pulled back by his wrists that were entangled in XD’s cloak. He squawked as he fell right into his chaser’s awaiting arms.

XD chuckled, “Do you know how much trouble you’re in right now, pretty boy?”

George whined and attempted to hide his face, but found out that his hands were stuck perfectly in place. “Stop calling me that.” He said, already beside himself with the amount of butterflies he felt.

XD tsked before speaking once again. “It's true. Look at how precious you are!” He crooned. He softly grabbed George’s chin and made the mortal look at him.George’s red face was fully on display, showcasing his beaming smile and tumbling laughter.

“And look at how much you’re laughing! Imagine how bad it’ll be when I actually start to tickle you.” The deity taunted with a grin of his own.

George groaned, trying in vain to wiggle out of his trapped position. “Just get it over with already!” He blurted out.

As soon as the words left George’s mouth, he knew he had made a mistake. XD’s grin turned feral, with his dull fangs on full display.

“Oh, you want me to tickle you?”

George tried to backtrack, but was stopped by XD’s lower set of hands massaging his ribs. He squealed and thrashed as XD expertly wiggled in the grooves of the bones.

“All you had to do was ask!” XD continued, “You know I could never refuse such a ticklish little thing.”

XD paused his wiggling fingers, “Or maybe I could.” He lowered his mouth to speak lowly right next to George’s ear. “Maybe you just deserve it.”

With that, he jumped back into relentlessly tickling George’s ribs, being sure to pay extra attention to spots that made the man scream with laughter. In addition to this, his free set of hands gently massaged into the muscle on each side of George’s belly button.

George threw his head back onto XD’s chest, howling as he was tickled out of his mind. With the cloak bounding his hands, he had nothing to do but squirm side to side as XD took him apart. With hands on his ribs and stomach, his wild squirming only pushed himself onto XD’s tickling fingers. He felt his knees buckle and give out, only being saved by XD reflexively catching him.

“Where are you going George?” XD asked with a mocking tone.

George shuddered with leftover giggles, “Awahahay!”

“Oh I don’t think so.” XD shook his head. “You were so curious. I’m just making sure that you’ve gotten acquainted with my cloak.” The playful excuse rolled off his tongue with ease.

“Ihi was just trying it ohohon!” George argued his point, not realizing the hole he was digging for himself.

“On purpose?” XD asked.

George nodded his head. “Yes! Wait-no! Well, I mean-“ George stuttered over himself.

“Oh.” XD said with a cheshire grin. “Well in that case,” XD’s hands jumped back to life, with his top pair squeezing the brunette’s hips and his bottom pair massaging his thighs. XD chuckled at George’s booming laughter and frantic squirming.

George’s face was bright red as he shook his head back and forth. He cackled breathlessly as he fought with the fabric still entangling his wrists, but eventually resigned himself to going limp in XD’s hold.

XD cooed, the sound echoing and reverberating through George’s very being. “Are you finally giving up?”

George rapidly nodded, “YEHEHES YEHEHEhehes!”

XD ceased his actions and withdrew his arms, letting George gently down on the floor as he shook with mirthful giggles.

“Ohoho my gohohod.” George whined. “Is that all I needed to sahay?”

XD nodded, “You still have my cloak, after all.”

George spluttered and pulled at his hands. He found that the fabric easily slid off. He stared wide eyed “What! No! It was stuck! I-” He spoke hastily. “There is no way.”

XD laughed with a knowing look. “It does have a mind of its own, often time.” He offered the insight.

George groaned and raked his, now free, hands down his face.

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I genuinely couldn’t figure out how to end that, so have fun with an abrupt stop! Anyways, I hope you like it!

As for a certain little bug wondering around; I hope you enjoyed it and that it was as torturous as possible. It’s still cushiony because I’m a softy and you’re a sadist, but I hope you liked the little stuff I threw in.

#ticklecommunity #mcyt tickle #mcyt tickle fic #tickle fic #dsmpticklefic #dsmp tickle fic #dsmp tickle #lee!George #lee!georgenotfound #ler!XD #ler!dreamxd #ler!cloak #? #mushiemushiemomushiemomanamanafofushie

[mushiewrites]

I feel like your dreamxd cloak hc would fit so well with sleepy/comfort tickles

Dream/George(/sapnap aswell bc I love him) feeling down and XD knows this so they wrap them up in a cloak burrito and give them fluffy cloak tickles :(

And XD just watches them with a fond smile as he tells them how good they’re doing

firstly……I’m going to SOB the way I didn’t think anyone remembered my little cloak hc????? Elliot I like had the stupidest smile on my face when I read this omg

yes yes yes to XD using the cloak to give george or dream or sap comforting tks, just wrapping them up in the nicest, most cuddly blanket burrito and gently vibrating to make the lee all giggly. they’d be so warm and the tks would feel so nice that they couldn’t help but shut their eyes and just allow themselves to feel all comfy and loved ):

and XD would just run their fingers through the lees hair, telling them how good they’re doing and asking silly little flustering questions like “that feels good, huh?” “does that tk? you seem to really be enjoying this”

and if they’re supposed to be sleepy but they’re still a little restless, the cloak would just take one of their corners and use it to run the fabric gently up and down the lees feet (they’re stuck anyway, not like they’re gonna go anywhere) until they’re laughing and cackling and squirming within the cloaks grasp. after a few minutes, the cloak would settle back down and go back to vibrating lowly. XD would make little comments like “you’re really red now, that must’ve tkled a lot, hm?” or “you should’ve just been calm and trying to sleep! this wouldn’t have had to happen if you just closed your eyes~”

in case anyone doesn’t know about my lil AU and cloak hc, here it is!

#ler!cloak #ler!dreamxd #elliot tword #asks #omg elliot this made me smile so big!!!!!!! #heck omg #this concept is so cute i wanna cry #thank u for this elliot! #): so cute #mushie concepts / hcs #mushie au #cloak hc #mcyt tickle

[fluffallamaful]

I have Dream and XD headcannons :D

So as a child (even still as an adult) dream would always steal XD's cloak bc let's be honest, it looks so comfy. So when dream did steal his cloak XD would always have to 'seek him out' and when he did find him he would flip the edge of the blanket over his head, effectively blinding him, and then tickle him until he gave up.

And I def think that dream got George to steal it once resulting in the same thing happening to him.

fzgzgagga ok i love i love i love i loooovvveeee 😭

first off: anything to do with XD’s cloak is my absolute favourite

second: the cloak would be so heavy? especially for a kid? and it’s be nearly impossible to comprehend whilst getting tickled 😭 also i just have an absolute love for tickles whilst the lee is trapped in a blanket it’s so cutttteee 😩 blinded tickles!!

but THIRD: it’s that same trope again where childhood games get brought into adulthood, and i LOVE it!!!! 😭 but an interesting one where george takes the cloak this time :O the idea of gogy having the cloak flipped over his head and being all confused is so cute 😭 but at some point he’d rat out dream right? like he’d end up explaining to XD (through cackles) that dream was the one that told him to take the cloak in the first place 🥺 so ler!XD lee!dream with gogy assistance 👀

#such an epic idea #i love writing about XD’s cloak #i have a wip with a similar concept in that gogs and dream are pranking XD #that i’m excited for #but this has refuelled 😍 #llamas concepts #llama asks #elliot tword #ler!dreamXD #ler!XD #lee!georgenotfound #lee!dream

[tricks-tickles]

merry (late) christmas and a happy new year to @blue-little-angel! trust me to finish this one singular day before the deadline haha, thank you to @squealing-santa for bearing w me. anyway here is your fic! i may have misread your prompt a little and so this is only sigma and nikolai but i hope you’re still happy with it. This is also my first bsd fic so sorry if the timeline/characterisation/vibes are off haha

ANYWAY

word count: 1228

pairing: Lee!Sigma & Ler!Nikolai

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‘Sigma~!’

He stayed very quiet. Focus on work: read over that paperwork… sign on the line, okay looking good-

‘Siiigma!’

Maybe if he was quiet enough Nikolai just wouldn’t see him. Like a T-Rex, if it’s not moving it can’t see it.

‘Ah! There you are~.’

Shit.

Out of all the members of the Decay of Angels, Nikolai was Sigma’s least favourite. He was far too unhinged, occasionally visiting Sigma just to threaten him as a joke, or play around with him. Never really hurting him though, Sigma suspected that Fyodor had ordered him not to.

That was another thing. Nikolai hated any time Sigma spent with Fyodor. Few as it was, in Nikolai’s opinion it was time that should have been spent with him instead. Nevermind that they were only discussing their great plan, or giving meagre updates on the Casino, according to Nikolai that was time that ought to have been spent with him, Fyodor’s best friend or boyfriend or whatever.

Sigma truly did not wish to be a part of either of their schemes. All he wanted to do was run his Casino. And yet.

“Sigma!” Nikolai pouted, “Why were you ignoring me?”

Sigma took in a long, measured breath.

“I did not mean to ignore you, I was just focussed on my work.” Which I would love to get back to, he thought bitterly.

“Oh, okay!” Nikolai said, taking a seat on his desk, scattering papers to the floor. Sigma leaned down to pick them up.

“It’s just… what were you up to today?” Nikolai said, seeming earnestly curious.

Sigma leaned back up, shuffling the stack back together and setting them down neatly on the desk. “I had breakfast with my head of staff, then had a brief meeting with Fyodor-”

“See,” Nikolai interrupted, “That’s what I heard, but I thought it couldn’t be true because Fyodor was meant to meet with me this morning and I thought ‘There’s no way my best friend Dostoy would blow me off for you!’, But now you’re telling me he did? Why would Dostoy do that?” He leaned in closer, kicking his feet childishly, “I think you must have done something… forced him.”

“I can assure you,” Sigma put on his best ‘Manager’ voice, “That I did in no way force Fyodor to meet with me, nor did I have any idea of your plans.”

“Hmm…” A mischievous grin broke out on Nikolai’s face, “If you say so~!”

For a second, Sigma hoped that would be all. For a second, he turned back to his desk and lifted his hand to the paper on top of the stack, when all of the papers were suddenly lifted away from him. He looked up, mouth open in protest as Nikolai tossed the papers into his cloak.

There was a beat of silence.

Then, a fluttering noise at the end of the room as the papers scattered out of Nikolai’s portal.

He did not turn to look, did not sigh, or even blink. Nikolai’s face was stretched into a massive, wobbly grin, as though he was trying not to laugh. It did not last long, as he burst into a loud, maniacal laugh. Now Sigma did sigh, as he raised from the chair and walked to the mess at the end of the room.

Apparently Nikolai did not deem this punishment enough, for as soon as he had turned his back he felt a heavy weight flop on top of him, arms wrapping around his core.

“Oh Sigma~.” Nikolai sang in his ear, and began prodding at his sides.

Fuck.

He tried to keep his composure, but Nikolai’s fingers were relentless, working their way under his blazer and pinching gently at his sides.

“Nik- Nikol- Nihikolahai! Stop!”

But it was too late, from his first laugh he knew he was a goner. Nikolai was like a shark, once he tasted blood (giggles) he was relentless. See, he may not have harmed Sigma, at least not physically, so his new favourite way to extract revenge came in the form of… tickles. Oh the humanity.

“Tickle tickle, Sigma~” Nikolai whispered, wiggling his fingers along his sides. Sigma felt his legs begin to give out as he fought against the laughter blooming within himself.

“I prohohomihihise! Ack- I did nohohohot fohohorce Fyodohohor to mehehehehehet mehehehe.” Sigma choked out, falling to his knees as Nikolai grew heavier on his back.

“Oh I know that, as if you could have any influence on Dostoy~.” As he spoke Nikolai’s hands worked up his body, pinching at his ribs and making him writhe.

Sigma squealed, his hands jumping up to weakly push Nikolai away, “Thehehen whahahat dohoho yohohouhu wahahahant!”

“You work too hard, Sigma. I’m just helping you relax.” Nikolai pouted.

“No yohohouhuhu aren- Hey!” Sigma’s arm slammed down as his quick fingers began to flutter under his arm.

“Sure I am. You don’t believe me?” Nikolai grinned, before putting on a hurt voice, “Are you calling me a liar?”

“Nohohohohoho!” Sigma called, even though that was exactly what he was doing. One of Nikolai’s hands was attempting to wriggle into his armpit, while the other was wrestling with his wrist, clamped tightly against his chest.

Nikolai rested his head on Sigma’s shaking shoulder. “I think you are~,” He cooed, “I don’t like liars.”

Sigma began to protest weakly, as Nikolai gripped his wrist and slowly forced his arm up, and into his cape.

It disappeared. There was a soft glow in front of them as his hand reappeared on the floor in front of them, and the portal tightened until he couldn’t pull it back through. He twisted till he was looking at Nikolai, still crouched over him and beaming.

“Noo, Nikolai please- just let me get back to work, you could see Fyodor now! Don’t waste your time on me, please.”

“Hmm,” He appeared to be considering it, but Sigma knew better than that by now. He braced himself.

“Nope~!” Nikolai called, and his fingers came skittering under Sigma’s arm.

He shrieked, pulling as hard as he could, but to no avail. He could do nothing but fall into hysterical cackles as his worst spot was clawed at mercilessly. He fell to the side a little, practically slumped in Nikolai’s arms as he half-hugged him to get at his spot, his other hand holding his cloak open.

“NIHIHIKOKOLAHAIHI!” Sigma cried.

“Is something the matter?” Came his shit eating response.

“YEHEHEHES, IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!! PLEHEHEAHAHSE!” Nikolai’s response was to dig deeper, the tips of his fingers scratching into the divot under his arm while his thumb dug into Sigma’s ribs. He tipped his head back and laughed, now fully boneless against Nikolai.

After a long moment, he realised that Nikolai had stopped. He released the portal and Sigma’s arm came crashing through. For a second he lay there, panting, until he realised he was lying in Nikolai’s lap and shot up.

Nikolai followed him up, snickering, “You looked so comfortable~.” He teased.

Sigma blushed. “Yes well- is that all?” He really had no idea how to end these ‘sessions’.

“Mhm!” Nikolai said, skipping away, “I think I’ll go see if Dostoy wants to have tea with me, bye!”

And just like that, he was gone. Sigma turned around and sat heavily at his desk, still somewhat short on breath.

There was silence, then another fluttering of paper. He looked up, confused and blinked at the messy stack that had appeared on his desk, only catching the last golden glimmer of a portal. Sigma swung round in his chair, but Nikolai was gone.

One single piece of paper drifted from the top of the stack towards the floor.

Sighing, Sigma picked it up and got back to work.

#squealing santa 2k23 #ss2k23 #lee!sigma #ler!nikolai #bsd tickles #merry xmas!!!!! haha

[creative-kny-fics]

Can you make a Lee Giyuu and Ler Shinobu fic?

For Shinobu's birthday, Giyuu is one of her favorite victims and I suppose she could blackmail him and tickle him for that special day for her.

Please

Well, maybe not her directly since she doesn't like (somewhat) blackmailing someone in order to tickle. But Giyuu will get on Shinobu's nerves and that will make him tickle... (but I will take or try to take your suggestion into account)

A/N: I can't say it's a ship, interpret it however you want!

Lee: Giyuu Tomioka

Ler: Shinobu Kocho

'Isn't the morning beautiful?! Today is a good day! What if-?!' 'GUYS GUYS GUYS!!', Rengoku and Tengen stopped, giving their friend the chance to join in. 'Hey Kanroji, we were going to go to...-'

'TODAY IS SHINOBU-SAN'S BIRTHDAY!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO GIVE HER AS A GIFT!! HELP ME!!', Mitsuri pulled Kyojuro's cloak desperately, she had so many options to give her friend but none of them convinced her that much.

Tengen moved Mitsuri away a little and calmed her down, she wasn't the only one in that situation.

'Well, we were just going to Himejima's estate, he's been planning something for her... You could help us if you like', needless to say what Mitsuri's response was.

'Since we're all here... I guess you

know that Kocho's birthday is today, the good news is that I have everything prepared to celebrate here. Even the girls at Shinobu's estate know it... The bad ones... I didn't have time to complete some things, among them is to go get the cake and keep Shinobu away from here...'

'Mmm... I know of something that will keep Shinobu away from here... Or rather... SOMEONE', Sanemi laughed and left the house without saying anything else, leaving everyone intrigued.

Where was he going? What did he have planned?

'Shinazugawa... Let's see if I understand... Are you telling me to provoke Shinobu to tickle me so you can plan the party?', Sanemi nodded, pushing him in the direction of Shinobu's estate and grunting when Giyuu put his strength and decided not to go any further. 'Oi... What the hell is wrong with you?! WALK THE FUCKING TIME!!'

'And why don't you come in and be the one who receives the tickling?'

'Because you're her best friend, her favorite victim and because she wouldn't scold you for it later', well, he had caught Giyuu in that situation. Even though Sanemi was right, Giyuu did not agree...

Shinobu had nothing more to do on her estate, the girls had already congratulated her and convinced her to go out so she could distract herself and have fun, something Shinobu had accepted and was about to do until...

'OUCH!! HEY-!!' 'AND YOU BETTER NOT SAY ANYTHING!!', Sanemi ran away after having pushed Tomioka to Shinobu's office, who screamed but calmed down when she realized that it was Giyuu. 'Tomioka-San? You scared me... Tell me, what brings you here?'

Giyuu sighed, turning around and approaching Shinobu for a hug and pat her head

'Happy birthday Kocho. I know that as a doctor, your duty is to stay and treat patients, but I would like you to have a little fun and de-stress this day... I love you very much, friend'

'Awww, thank you very much Tomioka-San! I thought you had forgotten... I was just about to leave, what do you say we go out to eat?', she smiled

He could have said yes, but if she went out, her surprise party could be ruined and Shinazugawa would probably hang him for doing so... It was now or never... 'Tomioka-San? Yoohoo! Hey hey Tomioka-San? Are you listening to me?'

'Yes, I'm sorry... It's just that, I'm surprised that even though you're an adult, you haven't grown a single centimeter...', Giyuu was going to regret that, he was sure of it.

Shinobu smiled and moved one of her fingers, motioning for Giyuu to come closer.

He had to, if he made her chase him, she would be even worse off than she already was. 'Now now Tomioka-San... Raise your arms and if you dare to lower them, you'll know what will happen...~'

'Hehehe Kocho... I didn't mean it... I just...-' ' I said... Arms up, you know what happens if you don't...', the movement of her fingers was enough for Giyuu to raise his arms nervously.

But it didn't last long, as he almost immediately lowered them, covering his ribs as Shinobu began to move her fingers like spider legs. 'SHI-SHINOBUHU!! C-COHOMEHE OHOHON!! NOT THE-THEHERE!!'

'Tomioka-San... I said arms up... This is your last chance... Very good! Now... Where was I~?'

Shinobu smiled to repeat the same movement again, also trying to contain her laughter when she saw Giyuu start kicking his feet in the air, she didn't know if she was trying to hold back her laughter or keep her arms up, but she wasn't achieving either of the two.

'Why did you say that Tomioka-San? You have hurt my feelings... I could have expected it from Tengen, Obanai or Sanemi, but from you? I'm disappointed...'

'I'M SOHOHORRY!! KOCHO!! I'M REHAHAHALLY SOHOHOHORRY!!!'

'Mmmm, are you really sorry? I don't know, you wouldn't bother me like that if there wasn't some reason...', oh fuck, she had realized! '...So Tomioka? Which is the reason? Tell me and then I'll stop tickling you...~'

Giyuu shook his head, Sanemi's words immediately coming back to him as he was going to confess the truth.

Shinobu just sighed and shrugged, reaching down with one of her hands and starting to play with the buttons on her uniform. 'Your uniform bothers me a little... Unbutton it!'

'B-BUHUHUT-!!', he couldn't even think of excuses to avoid it anymore.

He lowered his arms and unbuttoned part of his uniform, it was enough for Shinobu to continue. As if that were not enough, Shinobu this time chose to sit on his lap, smiling and raising her arms and giving him one last chance.

'Last chance Tomioka-San! Confess why you did it and I'll set you free!'

'...No...'

'Oh well, you asked for it~'

It was only a matter of a few more minutes for Giyuu to give in, he couldn't take it anymore! Shinobu's weight preventing him from kicking, his arms above his head making him more vulnerable and sensitive, added to the fact that his skin was somewhat exposed made him feel that that tickling session had been a torture that lasted HOURS.

'Know? I'm starting to think you forgot to buy my gift and that's why you did this. Did you want to give me your person as a gift so I could tickle you~?'

'THAHAHAT'S AHAHAHA NOHOHOHOT THE REHEHEAHAHASON!! *snort* STOHOHOHOP!! *squeal* NO MORE!! NO MOHOHOREHEHEHE!!!'

'I gave you many chances to tell me the truth... But your snorts are cute, if you make one more, I'll give you another chance. So-!', her sentence was interrupted by a snort from Giyuu.

Keeping her word, she looked at Giyuu, giving him the last chance, without stopping... What did you think? Shinobu didn't fall for such games of deception so easily, so Giyuu had to take a deep breath to at least say a sentence without laughing.

'SURPRISE PARTY!!! OKAHAHAY!! I SAHAHAIHIHID IHIHIT!!! I'M DYIHIHING KOHOCHOHO!! PLEHAHASEHEHE!!!', she finally stopped.

Shinobu let Giyuu hold her as he tried to catch his breath, perhaps she had overdone it. After making sure Giyuu was okay, he let him explain the situation. 'And that's why... Excuse me Kocho... I didn't want to ruin your surprise...'

'Well, if you had told me that instead of calling me "dwarf", I would have understood and you would have been saved!'

'I know...', Shinobu raised her eyebrows as she smiled at Giyuu, who understood why she smiled that way.

Well, maybe it wasn't a bad birthday for Shinobu after all...

#demon slayer tickling #demon slayer tickle #lee!giyuu #ler!shinobu #giyushino friendship #giyuushino

[apavorantes]

HEADCANONS & CURIOSIDADES.

1. Bishop nunca atende pelo nome de batismo, Mary Ann, preferindo ser chamada pelo sobrenome (que, aliás, vem do pai mortal que a criou). Assim, você nunca a verá apresentando-se como Mary, Mary Ann, Ann ou qualquer coisa que não seja apenas Bishop.

2. Sua mãe é uma escritora de terror e suspense que assina com o nome Bishop Ono, a junção de seu sobrenome de casada e sobrenome de solteira. Mais de uma vez, foi citada como “a versão feminina de Stephen King”, embora sua fama esteja longe de tornar-se tão grandiosa. Bishop acredita que foi por isso que ela chamou a atenção de seu pai divino, o deus do medo.

3. Falando em sua mãe, mesmo após o divórcio, ela continuou com o sobrenome de casada para ter o mesmo sobrenome que a filha.

4. Seus avós maternos são imigrantes japoneses, e foi através deles que ela se tornou fluente em japonês. Além disso, Bishop sabe ler e escrever em grego (a fala ainda é um pouco prejudicada) e está, aos poucos, desenrolando o latim.

5. Suas cores favoritas são preto e roxo, e qualquer um percebe isso, já que, quando não está sendo obrigada a usar a camiseta laranja do Acampamento Meio-Sangue, suas roupas e maquiagem têm essa mesma paleta praticamente o tempo todo, com algumas variações em vermelho e azul. Além disso, a farda do Acampamento que usa é customizada e coberta de acessórios, ao ponto em que o laranja fica até apagado.

6. Desde seu retorno, o chalé 33 está sempre com um leve cheiro de lavanda ou capim: Bishop ama velas aromáticas e costuma acendê-las para ler.

7. Ela é canhota, e, enquanto estava aprendendo a escrever, além de ter que lidar com professores tentando ensiná-la a escrever com a mão errada, ainda desenhava as letras espelhadas graças à dislexia ainda não diagnosticada.

8. Ela sempre quis ter um gato preto de estimação, por mais clichê e esperado que seja. A mãe nunca a permitiu, no entanto, por acreditar que gatos pretos trazem má sorte — Bishop odeia quando ela fala coisas assim.

9. Em Nova Roma, Bishop estava estudando História, focando-se em Mitologia Grega, com a intenção de eventualmente tornar-se professora de História no mundo mortal. Contudo, também possui muito interesse em alquimia, poções e outras atividades que, normalmente, estão reservadas às crias de Hécate e Circe.

10. Desde que chegara a Nova Roma, sua percepção do Acampamento Meio-Sangue sofreu algumas mudanças. Além de preferir a organização romana ao caos grego, possui certa mágoa dos diretores do Acampamento, pois eles pouco parecem se importar com a qualidade de vida e longevidade dos semideuses.

Inspirações: Darkling (Sombra e Ossos), Tyrone Johnson (Cloak and Dagger), Breu (A Origem dos Guardiões), Sonho (Sandman), Wandinha Addams (Wandinha).

#⊰ 𝖘𝖎𝖝 — development. ⊱

[octahedral-chaos]

Ay first Ratatan oc! (I have like, four ideas for ocs, including this guy-)

Basically, she's a lochfolk who somehow got isekai'd into Redo, without any memories whatsoever. Due to this, they ended up giving herself the name of "Lerarta", which is a portmanteau of the Old Irish word for sea (Ler) and a corrupted form of the Irish word for Forgotten (Dearmadta). They also took on the form of a Ratatan, and also made some Hydro Mimics that resemble Cobuns in order to blend in even more.

However, her true story is even more interesting. They had a near fatal run-in with another (tainted) lochfolk, and somehow got teleported to another world.

Image ID under cut:

[Image ID: A digital reference of a fan Ratatan and Cobun characters. They both have the wings and tail of a lochfolk, and antlers, with the Ratatan having a broken antler. The Ratatan mainly Phthalo green, and also have Java green gradients on their right arm, legs and tail fin. They also have Phthalo green tips and stripe on the tail fin, as well as tips of the wings and eyespot. The left side of their face is covered with Tara green bandages, with their visible eye (Right side) having Chilean Heath yellow sclera and Stratos blue iris. They are wearing a Green haze cloak, the left side being much longer than the right, with two laser lemon yellow stripes on the left side, and one single large stripe on the right, as well as having a Silver tree inside. They are posed with its right wing outstretched and head facing slightly to the right. The Cobun is also mainly Phthalo Green, with Java green tail fin, "socks" on legs and eyespot on wings. It also have Phthalo Green tips and stripe on the tail fin as well, and with Java green iris with black sclera and pupil. They are both on a Dove grey background, with the edges being slightly darker. There's also some circles that are overlayed on one another representing the colour palette of both the Ratatan and the Cobun, as well as a close up of the Ratatan's eye. There are also writing that have been somewhat messily written in black digital pen, which says from top right to middle left: "Lerarta", "She/ they", "Lochfolk", "Spellcaster (Steelpan)", "Same on both Sides", "Missing arm" and " "Cobun" (Actually hydro mimic)", with the "Same on both sides" and "Missing arm" having arrows pointing to the right wing and left shoulder respectively. /End ID]

#OCTAfan says stuff #My art #My ocs: Lerarta #Ratatan #Ratatan oc #Ratatan cobun #lochfolk #Oceanid #character reference #fan character #tw mild eyestrain #Tw bright colours #Tw scopophobia #Tw genshin #Ask to tag

[aninklingof]

Meeting Someone New

This is a CovenTK fic! Thanks to @covenofwives for letting me write about their character!

Lee! GeorgeHD, Lers! DreamXD and CovenTK

Warnings: XD has four arms, TK has lots of eyes ✨SFW tickle fic✨

For the sake of the fic and not boring everyone to death we’ll say this takes place after Coven’s first Lee! HD - Ler! XD fic. CovenTK and GeorgeHD are friends but XD and 4K are not aware of TK’s existence (presumably because they kinda rule the overworld together and TK doesn’t talk much)

Enjoy!!

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It was an everyday Tuesday when DreamXD decided he’d pay the god of the overworld, GeorgeHD, another visit. Since his last one he’d thought nonstop about how HD laughed and squirmed while XD tickled him silly. It was a wonderful discovery that brought the two closer together, and XD couldn’t wait to do it again.

As he drew closer and the scenery around him began to change to the dreamy, cloudy landscape that the smaller god resided in, XD noticed something peculiar. Usually when he visited, he’d have to wake up HD from sleeping. The world around him would reflect that of a cloudy starry night sky, dark blue sprinkled with flecks of stars and wisps of clouds all around him.

Today however, the sky was a bright blue. This meant that HD was wide awake, which was odd for the deity who normally slept uninterrupted between XD’s visits. The only reason he would ever be this awake was if XD himself was visiting. But he’d just got here.

As XD finally approached the center of the cloudy landscape his gaze landed on the starry-haired god, sat up on his nest-like bed of blankets and pillows rambling to another figure in front of him.

The person had purple hair and a cloak made of feathers of the same color draped around their frame, hiding their body. The cloak was covered in unblinking red eyes that stared in every direction— XD swore he saw a few stare in his direction. On the entity’s face was a metal mask and five red eyes identical to those on their wings (there were two eyes on each of their feathered ears as well). Upon their head sat a gold beaded crown with two spiked horns.

All together the figure was a peculiar sight, and made XD stop in his tracks. He was spotted instantly by the entity however, their neck turning sharply to face toward XD and stare him down. Being locked under their gaze sent shivers down XD’s spine.

“Oh, XD. Hey,” HD greeted nonchalantly.

“Who is this,” XD asked, blatantly ignoring the older God’s welcome.

“This is CovenTK, they’re the god of the moon and mobs of the overworld. We worked together a lot when I was more involved with it.”

CovenTK’s cloak opened up and they raised a dark clawed hand to wave at the blonde god. XD immediately took note of the two very large red eyes on the inside of what he realized wasn’t a cloak, but wings. He waved back hesitantly.

“Can they talk…?” XD inquired, approaching the two to sit criss-cross on the cloud-cushioned ground next to HD’s bed. Up close XD saw that Coven TK was a good bit smaller than he was, but also considerably bigger than HD.

“They can, they choose not to because they can’t with their mask on.” TK nodded to seemingly agree with HD’s explanation.

“I see,” the end god said before they fell into awkward silence. He cleared his throat a moment later and spoke up. “So what does TK stand for?”

HD’s face lit up in a sunrise blush as he looked away. TK’s lower set of eyes squinted upwards as if they were smiling under their mask, and their wings opened again. They raised their hands and wiggled their thick clawed fingers once. XD immediately lit up.

“Really??” He nearly exclaimed. TK nodded happily.

“W-We don’t have to talk about this right now—“ HD piped in, the stutter in his voice was impossible to miss and it lit a mischievous fire within XD.

“Oh but I’d love to learn more about CovenTK! And I’m sure they’d be happy to demonstrate, right~?” XD teased. TK donned an equally mischievous glint in their many eyes and they repositioned onto their knees.

“N-No!! No wait, this is really unnecessar—eheheHEHE—! XD NOHO!!” The starry haired deity shrieked when XD scooped him up into his lap, crossing his legs over the smaller god’s and using his four arms to hold HD’s above his head (the upper arms holding the wrists and lower holding his biceps).

“T-T KAHAHAY—! Nohohoho— hehehe, gehehet awahahahay frohom mehehehe—!” HD screamed and wiggled the little he could as the purple winged god crawled closer and straddled HD’s knees.

“Go for his sides TK, they’re the worst~” XD growled into the smaller god’s ear, causing the ladder to scrunch up with a small snort.

TK obliged and their clawed fingers immediately started to scratch at HD’s sides, right in the middle first thing. This had HD wailing within seconds.

“NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE!!! TEHEHEE KAHAHAY NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!!” He cackled helplessly, tears already pooling at the corners of his eyes.

“Move to his tummy now, we don’t want to kill him,” XD instructed, feeling bad for the smaller god as he watched TK’s blunt claws torment his sides. XD felt butterflies fill his belly at the thought of those claws scribbling his own sides.

TK obeyed and moved his hands to tickle HD’s belly, the older melting into squeaky giggles. “Nohohohoho plehehehehease….”

“Does it tickle HD~? Does it tickle so bad?” XD teased meanly. Before the starry haired god could answer properly a squeal tore from his throat and he once again fell into hysterical laughter.

Startled by the intense reaction, XD looked down to see what TK was doing that caused such a noise to be pulled from his friend’s mouth. The purple haired deity was softly running the tips of their wings all over HD’s sides, which was causing the small god to absolutely lose his mind. XD shivered again.

“Ooh, feather sensitive are we~?” XD taunted.

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!!! IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIT—!!” HD begged as the first tears rolled down his colorful face.

In an instant the tickling stopped and XD dropped HD’s arms. He used his lower set of hands to soothe over HD’s torso as the small deity calmed down. TK simply sat back and cocooned themself in their wings again, patiently waiting for HD to recover.

“You okay?” XD finally asked, raking one of his upper hands through HD’s wild hair.

“Yeheheah, thahat wahas the wohohorst thohough…” he giggled residually.

CovenTK suddenly stood and signaled with the point of their finger that they were leaving.

“It was nice meeting you TK. I hope we meet again soon,” XD said with a fanged smile fist visible under his mask.

TK nodded simply and in a single hop they took to the sky, their giant eyes on the underside of their wings staring at the ground below as they flew away.

“Now what?” XD asked after a minute of watching the peculiar god fly off.

“Now we nap,” HD responded simply, pulling the larger to lay on the nest of blankets. XD chuckled fondly and hugged HD tightly, allowing himself to drift into a light slumber.

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#seans tickle fics #dsmp tickle #God-sibling AU #covenofwives #coventk #dsmp oc #Lee! Georgehd #Ler! DreamXD #Ler! CovenTK #sfw tickle blog #sfw tickle community #tickle fic

[awkwardtickleetoo]

No Out-Tickling the Tickle God

hello!! this is the fic I was talking about the other day inspired by this post!! by none other than the legend @mushiewrites (with additions from me, @fluffallamaful and @cayjuno as well of course)

tldr for anyone who hasn't read/seen the post, the hc is that dreamxd's cloak/cape kind of has a mind of its own and can move by itself, and if it senses danger (e.g. someone reaching over to tickle XD or something, just for an example) it will protect by wrapping around the assailant and trapping them in some way... and George just so happens to be the one in the crossfire

again shoutout to mushie for coming up with this awesome concept, couldn't have done this without you king <3

lee!george, ler!dreamxd, 2.9k words

enjoy!!

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"Ugh, crap," George mumbled, brow furrowed and head tilted where he stood looking up into his closet. He glanced over at XD, who was sitting idly on George's bed, fiddling with the edge of his pillow. The two of them had gotten into the habit of sitting in silence in George's house, usually with a music disc playing faintly from the jukebox, each doing their own individual tasks and sometimes coming together for mutual ones.

So, there they were, in George's bedroom simply enjoying each other's presence,  until George got bored and decided to rearrange a few decorations around his bedroom and living area. Nothing too drastic, he simply settled on moving a few picture frames and pillows around idly until he found an arrangement he liked most.

George was planning to hang a specific painting in a newly free spot on the wall, one that he knew he'd put in the closet the last time he rearranged his decorations with Foolish and Tina.

The only issue was that Foolish had been the one to put it away for him. And Foolish had put it on the top shelf… that George just barely couldn't reach. 

He stood on his toes and tried to reach up to it, but it was pushed back too far on the shelf for him to grab it. His shoulders slumped as he stood flat again, running a hand through his hair and scrunching his nose up in discouragement.

"Hey, XD?" George spoke softly, gaining the attention of the God across the room from him, who looked up upon hearing their name.

"Yes?" XD spoke just as softly, the echo of their voice toned down from the calm environment. George looked away from XD and back at the shelf, reassessing his options. He stood up on his toes again, stretching his arm up as far as he could with a strained sound, but the tip of his middle finger barely grazed the corner before he dropped down again. He sighed in defeat, tilting his head back and looking over to XD once more.

"Can you grab that painting from the top shelf for me? I can't reach it," George asked, pointing at the painting he was talking about. XD smiled at George's attempts, their smile visible underneath the bottom of their mask as they nodded and stood up. Their cape fluttered in the breeze from the open window as they floated (George still wasn't used to the floating) over to the closet, tilting their chin up and then down to see what George was talking about. XD reached their upper set of arms up, adjusting the collar of their cape before touching their fingertip to the corner of the frame.

"This?" XD asked for confirmation. George nodded, eyes suddenly flicking from XD's face to the space where their cloak had fallen back with their arm movements. George tilted his head in thought, a realization hitting him.

XD's entire side was exposed. And their ribs, and underarms, by proxy. 

And they weren't looking at him. They were busy fiddling with the painting.

He could just reach out and poke XD. And they would have no idea it was coming.

Surely if the roles were reversed, XD would do the same to him, right? George knows XD has made it abundantly clear that they're not above taking advantage of George in order to tickle him. They're not above taking advantage of how ticklish he is and how small he is in comparison, but come on, be fair, George is a human, XD is a god, and XD is, like, 9 feet tall! It is not George's fault that XD has the upper hand every single time, he can't help it that XD has super strength and can pin George down and grab him and throw him around like a rag doll and they can use their stupid magic, and sure George never really puts up a fight but he—

Anyway… George deserved to take a bit of revenge… right? He deserved to take advantage of this moment. He did!

"There's some stuff on top, hold on, I'll move it," XD mumbled after a beat of silence.

"Okay, be careful," George said, trying to seem nonchalant with his plan as he took a step closer. Wordlessly, XD pulled out the smaller frame on top of the one George was grabbing for, showing George a small, square picture of a blue bird with a white border. George hummed in thought, reaching a hand out and taking the smaller frame from XD, setting it aside on top of his dresser. "I'll find a place for it. Anything else?" 

"Uh…" XD hummed as well, turning back to the shelf. They were distracted for a few seconds, and George smirked, knowing that was his time to strike. He took another step forward, close enough now that his elbow grazed the edge of XD's cape, and reached his arm up, his fingers heading right for the exposed skin under their arm.

Suddenly, just as he was about to make contact, his entire body jerked to the left with a force he had never felt before. 

He let out a small yelp from the shock of the action, regaining his balance and righting himself where he stood. He attempted to reach out to rest his hand on the wall and steady himself, but he found it difficult– no, impossible?– to move his arms. He glanced up at XD, who had just looked back over at him, before he noticed that XD didn't have their cloak on anymore. He looked down at his immobile arms, letting out a gasp and another strained sound when he saw the familiar, dark forest green fabric wrapped around his arms, holding his wrists together and completely surrounding his hands.

"Wh–" George muttered, pulling at his arms again with no luck and letting out a shaky breath. It seemed that the more he struggled and pulled frantically at his hands, the more the cloak tightened its hold on him. He finally made eye contact with XD again, his face contorted into a confused and surprised expression, his eyes wide and eyebrows tight. "What the hell, XD?"

"What– what did you do?" 

"What do you MEAN what did I do? You– your stupid cape just– like– attacked me!" George explained, gesturing around with his trapped arms. 

"I'm sorry, I don't– I'm not sure why it would've done that, usually it only does that if it senses danger or something, but you're not dangerous…" XD explained, carefully pushing the items back onto the closet shelf so they wouldn't fall as he turned to fully face George. "Could you have done something else without realizing?"

"I-I don't know! I just– I went to poke your side and it just shot at me and grabbed me! Get it off me!" George explained, looking up at XD and blinking slowly when their expression changed from worried and confused to surprised and… wait, was that… a smile? "What's that look for? I don't like when you look at me like that…" George's shoulders sank slightly as XD stood up straighter, his arms pinching in closer to his body as he attempted to make himself seem smaller as a new bout of nerves flooded through him.

"Oh, Georgie… I think I know what happened now," XD's grin widened a bit more, baring their sharp, pointy teeth. The echo in their voice had come back, their tone and volume sinking lower as it did, just to make the butterflies sitting dormant in George's tummy erupt in a wave of flapping wings and fluttering bodies. "You tried to tickle me."

George was silent for a second, knowing he'd been caught red handed, but unable to stop his brain from trying to cover his tracks anyway.

"N-no, why– why would I do that? That's ridiculous," He tries to explain, pulling his elbows even tighter into his body and struggling to free himself again. XD's head tilted to the side condescendingly.

"No?" They practically purred, leaning down slightly closer to George, their voice rumbling through George's chest more the closer they were. "Don't lie."

"I'm not lying!" George continued to defend, taking a step backwards until his back hit the corner of the closet behind him. He gasped at the impact, whipping his head around to see the wall behind him before quickly turning back around. As soon as he turned back, he was face to face with XD's mask, mere inches from his face, causing him to jump slightly and curl in on himself more.

"Are we forgetting we admitted to it?" XD said, pursing their lips and speaking as if they were talking to a small child. George had, in fact, forgotten that part.

"Um…"

"I don't like liars, George."

"XD, wait–"

"You know what we do to liars, don't you?" 

"You're making it sound like you're gonna kill me!" George yelped out with a small smile. XD couldn't help but smile, their smile quickly turning into giggles, which in turn made George giggle. Soon enough, they were both laughing at the absurdity of the situation, and XD shook their head at the thought. 

"You're insufferable. Shut up, that's it," XD spoke through their wide smile before finally cutting to the chase and grabbing George's sides, squeezing up and down.

"NO!" George squeaked, his entire body flinching as he tried to fight against his own imminent laughter. He only lasted a few seconds, though, as XD switched to using their long nails to lightly claw at George's tummy. George burst out laughing, pressing back into the wall and curling up, squeezing his arms tightly to his torso and shaking his head. "XD– don't– ahahahaha!" 

"Don't? You didn't seem to have any issues trying to do it to me," XD accused as he now used both hands to scratch at George's tummy and sides. George squealed again as XD's pointer finger found its way up to his ribs, and upon noticing the reaction, XD made sure it stayed there. George's body flinched again, almost against his own will, and his spine straightened as he tilted his head back against the wall he was pressed up against.

"Nohohoho–" George squeezed his eyes shut, resorting to pushing and hitting at XD's arms with his trapped hands. "XD-hehe plehehehease!"

"Aw, looks like someone can't take what they were so eager to dish out, huh, Georgie?" XD continued to tease George like their life depended on it as they scratched their nails over George's ribs.

"Shuhuhut uhuhup!" George protested, one foot kicking at the ground when XD reached a particularly sensitive spot on his side. "Stohohop– ahahaha- plehehehease, I–"

"Oh, don't even bother, you're being so dramatic, I'm barely even tickling you," XD teased, the playful tone of their voice making George shake his head more, the flush on his cheeks getting darker as he did. 

"Ihihit's stihihill so bahahahad!" 

"Oh no, is it?" XD pursed their lips again, bringing back their baby voice just to see George scrunch his nose up as he laughed at the tease. Despite how flustered he was, and the fact that the question was clearly rhetorical, George nodded anyway,  and XD couldn't help but smile. They were almost distracted by how much they loved paying attention to George's reactions– the bright pink flush on his cheeks, the lines near his eyes from squeezing them shut, his scrunched up nose, and the way he squirmed whichever way he could while still attempting to push at XD with no luck– until they remembered what their goal was in any situation like this.

Tickle George until he cries. Or apologizes for being a menace. Whichever comes first.

"Aww, you poor thing," XD continued, quickly falling back into the swing of teasing George before he could notice their faltering. "Here, I know how to make it better."

"Nohoho, XDehehe dohont, noho– don't!" George pleaded, shaking his head more when he noticed XD slide down to rest on their knees. It took George a mere few seconds to realize what was happening, and suddenly he had a burst of strength that he knew he needed to use right that second otherwise he would be screwed. "Stohop, dohohon't, XD!" George felt four hands hold onto him then, two on his sides and two holding the outside of his thighs to keep him in place, and Geotge knew he was done for when he heard a sharp intake of breath. He squirmed as best as he could between the wall behind him and the large body of the God in front of him crowding him in, letting out a frustrated groan when he still, still, couldn't free his own hands from XD's stupid cloak! "NO! NOHOHO do NOT, do not, don't, please, XD– XD NAHAHA–!"

Against all of George's many protests, XD blew a raspberry on George's side, and if the smacking of fabric on the back of their head was any indication, it definitely got the reaction they wanted.

"Ohohoh my gohod…" George breathed out as he calmed down a little, the initial shockwave of tingly tickles flitting away.

Until he heard XD breathe in again.

"NO, NOHO DON'T DO IT AGAHAHAIN–" George protested, holding his breath as XD blew another on his other side. He held in his laughter for a few seconds before it busted out, his voice turning raspy and high pitched from the force of the laugh. 

Finally, after longer than XD had expected to be fair, George's ability to hold his own weight up against the wall faltered, and he slid down the wall slowly, ending up sitting with his knees to his chest in front of where XD was kneeling. 

XD took that as their cue to finish up, and he willed their cloak to remove itself from George's wrists, letting his arms free after what felt like years to George. The cloak then slid its way behind George, poking briefly at his sides to get him to arch his back so it could slide between him and the wall easier, before wrapping itself around his curled up shoulders like a warm blanket. XD giggled softly as George flexed his fingers in their newfound freedom, then they reached their hands down to gently rub the ghost tickles away from George's body.

"I hate you," George said suddenly, his tone very matter-of-fact. The blunt words made XD cackle in surprise. 

"You know that's not true."

"It should be, after that. That was torture."

"George, you were literally going to do the same thing to me, like, a minute before I got you."

"That was way worse than anything I could've even thought of doing to you!"

"Alright, I will admit it was a little bit of an unfair fight, but that's a little dramatic, isnt it?"

"NO! It is not! You played dirty, you held me hostage with your stupid cape, which is apparently sentient now, and I had no chance of escaping!" 

"You better watch it, the cape can still hear you, by the way,"

"Wh- AH!" George yelped as the cape suddenly drilled into the backs of his ribs, arching his back and slapping a hand over his mouth at the embarrassing noise he'd just let out. XD immediately burst out laughing, hands instinctively pulling George closer when he drove his head forward to hide his face in their shoulder. 

"Aww, Georgie," XD cooed into George's ear, letting the cloak wrap further around George before wrapping both sets of their own arms around him as well, hugging him close as he calmed down. 

"Shut up, idiot," George muttered, voice muffled from his position. They were both silent for a few moments before George spoke up again. "I am so getting you back for this."

"Oh yeah? How are you gonna do that?"

"Dunno yet… maybe I'll get the cape on my side next time and I'll get it to help me."

"Oh, will you now?" XD felt a nod against his neck. "Well, too bad the cape is connected to my brain. Otherwise you might have had a shot with that."

"Well… I'll just have to wait until you're in a lee mood, won't I?" George said as he slowly pulled away from their hug. XD looked almost taken aback, blinking down at George before asking,

"…What?"

"Well," George started, meeting XD's eyes. "It works through your subconscious, right?" A nod. "So I'll just have to wait until you subconsciously want tickles… then it'll work." XD was at a loss for words, heart sinking in their chest as they watched the corners of the cloak rise from George's shoulders. George's smile quickly turned sour, something sinister in his expression. "And judging by how nervous you just got… I'm guessing I might not have to wait that long."

"George, wait, we can talk about this–"

"I don't think the cloak has time to talk right now, DreamXD."

"No, no, this isn't fair, you can't use my own brain against me! George? George! This is not fair– GEORGE, NO!"

George's house was once again filled with boisterous laughter, the sound echoing through the rooms and bouncing off the walls. They may not have gotten all the decorations hung up that day, but it wasn't hard to tell that neither of them really minded at the end of the day.

#the ending of this was a little bit rushed but its okay!! i still think its cute #maybe I'll write an updated ending tomorrow if i dont like this one but i do like it right now so #its fine #ler!xd #lee!george #cals writing

[covenofwives]

Could I get ler!dreamXD and lee!4K with “I found your tickle spot!”

Kasey! You certainly can!! Loved working on this one so thank you so much for it!

Prompt list Here

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DreamXD would say he was still in the beginning stages of his friendship with Sapnap4K. Both were hyper aware of each others boundaries and tells. Neither wanted to step over the line, so most of their interactions were as calm as their personalities allowed and their hang outs were mostly chill.

“So you can just turn it off?”

“Yep.”

“Just like that?”

Sapnap4K nodded from his head resting back over XD’s stomach. Another chill hangout between the two Gods ended with 4K placing himself between XD’s legs and then leaning back so he had a “perfectly soft pillow” as the larger God described it. XD realised quickly it was no use in stopping him. 4K was like a dog who found a comfortable spot to lay and wasn’t giving it up.

The two Gods then got to talking, and the subject somehow came to tickles, and 4K boasted he could turn his ticklishness off. “Well, except for one spot.” The Nether God admitted.

That piqued XD’s interest. “One spot?”

“Yep.” 4K popped his lips on the last ‘p’.

“Which one is it?”

“Well I’m not just going to tell you.” 4K opened his eyes, a cheeky smile spreading across his lips. “Where’s the fun in that?”

A bubble of excitement popped in XD’s stomach, releasing the butterflies to flutter along his skin and tickle in his belly. It made him shiver, but gave him the confidence to ask. “Can I try and find it?”

4K’s answer was to stretch his arms up, and clasp his fingers together behind XD’s waist. He gave a taunting grin up to the blonde God and purred. “You’re welcome to try.”

XD’s mind halted in complete disbelief 4K would offer himself up so willingly, but his hands wasted no time. After shifting himself up to sit more straight, moving 4K down to lay along his lap, his upper hands crowded around 4K’s neck, softly scratching under the black haired God’s chin and skittering down the sides of his neck.

4K’s grin fell back to a warm smile. He made a high trill sound but no laughter. In fact, as though taunting XD for his try, he stretched his chin up more, offering more space to tickle.

“So it’s not your neck?” XD hummed, hiding his disappointment.

“No, but feel free to keep trying there.”

XD scoffed but carried on. He traced one of his fingers down 4K’s neck to his collarbone. He traced along the bone to 4K’s shoulder, and slipped down into his arm pits.

XD made his own little shudder just from the thought of his armpits being attacked. Even if he could hold back his laughter in other spots he knew there would be no chance to keep quiet or still if anyone attacked him there. XD softly skittered his nail along the top of 4K’s armpits before travelling down, kneading his thumbs into the hollows.

4K made a slight twitch and their smile stretched slightly, but XD hopes dashed when the Nether God just gave a smug smile up to the four armed God again. “Sorry. My s-spot isn’t the same as yours.”

XD’s face lit up with a pink blush, though his spot was very well known. And even if it wasn’t making 4K laugh, the tickling was still having some effect on them. They were twitching more and their hands were grasping onto the back of XD’s cloak. It didn’t tickle enough to make them laugh, but it was tickling.

Following from the Nether God’s underarms, XD’s fingers skittered down over the top of 4K’s ribs and gave a slow knead along the top bones.

4K folded on himself, instantly breaking out into high pitched giggles and XD grinned.

“Oh 4Kaaaaay~”

“N-Nohoho…” 4K giggled.

“I think I found your tickle spot, 4K~”

“Nohohohohoho nohohohoho…”

Yet despite 4K’s protest giggling, and shaking his head over XD’s lap, he was quite happy to stretch his arms back up and let XD continue his skittering nails all along 4K’s ribs.

Yes, the two Gods were in their early stages of friendship, but XD was hopeful they were growing closer.

#dsmp tickle #mcyt tickle #lee!sapnap4k #ler!dreamxd #covenficlets

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older prompts… could i have ler XD lee gogs with silent laughter? 🙏🏼

Warning(s): Intense Tickling. It's all very consenual!

George collapsed into XD's lap, his goggles lost in his disheveled hair. He felt as if he was on cloud nine, laying back and giggling himself hysterical as his tickle spots stopped tingling. It was definitely one of his favorite things with tickling, the delightful aftermath when his stomach dully ached from leftover laughter and his flushed face got cool after his happy tears dried. At some point, a hand found its way behind his right ear, and began to gently massage.

XD watched George become a puddle, a deeply satisfied rumble purring through their chest at the mortal's dazed and blissful expressions. George's chin tilted to the touch, staring - unfocused - up at them with a soft expression that had yet to come back to Earth.

They almost felt bad.

George sunk deeper into XD's cloak, finding his way back to the land of the conscious after a very unfair tickle fight, it hardly ever was when XD played unfair, when suddenly he harshly jolted so fast he nearly fell out of god's lap.

XD's hands, all four he giddily noticed, were delicately placed on each respective knee and thigh. He felt himself want to tense, but his energy was entirely expelled early, leaving him to take a deep breath and wait for it.

He glanced up, making eye contact with XD's downright evil smile, before his lungs collapsed the air out of them.

XD's hands squeezed, and squeezed, and squeezed-

George gasped, his head tilted back in a wide open-mouth smile. Yet nothing came out aside from tiny gasp and little wheezes, it sounded nothing like his high-pitched cackles.

But XD loved it, beginning to squeeze with more devious vigor. He began that deep rumble again, prompting a little squeak in-between his silent laughter.

It was tortous, George gasped. One of XD's hands wandered to pinch below the kneecap, and his leg kicked out on reflex. Every inhale he took sent a lovely burning yet tingly twitch to his lungs, his face so pink he nearly didn't mind having his head tilt up in constant mirth.

"You like this." XD causally narrated, and George couldn't find himself disagreeing - even if he was halfway between heaven and hell. He barely gave a twitch or a shove, more concerned about raising his hands up to grip at his hair in some way to expel new pent-up energy.

It was a favorite of George's, yes, when he's been tickled so much he can't put up his walls anymore. When he's focused on how he's feeling rather than embarrassment or doubts.

It was George's favorite, but it was XD's too.

#ask #dsmp thoughts #fluffallamaful #oh these are old prompts? im slow lmao these are practically new for me /lh #i had too much fun with this #rough tickles woooo #lee!george #lee!georgenotfound #ler!XD #ler!dreamxd

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Black Clover: New High score!

Yaaaay! I'm so happy to see Black Clover thriving on this platform again ^^

Summary: Tiggle fic. Luck and Magna have had an ongoing contest with each other to see who has better endurance, and Asta wants in. Even though he doesn't know what he's gotten himself into.

Characters: Lee Asta, Ler Magna, Luck and ler Vanessa.

Tw: None

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"That was not half an hour! It was twenty-nine minutes and fifty-eight seconds." Magna grumbled as he and Luck shoved each other through the main doors. Both looking out of breath and scruffier than usual.

Luck grinned, bouncing on Magnas shoulders. "Was not! It was half an hour! Three minutes longer than you lasted, Maggie."

Upon hearing their voices, Asta poked his head around the corner, pouting as he noticed their messy clothes. "HEY! Don't tell me you've been working out without me!"

Magna plopped down on the couch, rotating his shoulder in its socket as it ached. "Working out? Not really. We've just beeeeen, uuh, testing out each other's endurance-"

"Endurance training!? Without me?!"

"Well, no it's just-" The ex-punk wasn't sure, this was a sort of inside joke that he and Luck had been doing for ages now. Over Asta's shoulder, he spotted Luck giving him a nod as he grinned. He wanted to let Asta in on their little game, just for a laugh.

Magna's uneasy expression changed into a smug grin, as long as Luck didn't mind, he was down for getting Asta involved. "I don't know, little guy, it might be a bit too much for someone as inexperienced as you." He shrugged, watching Astas face twist into one of absolute disgust.

Luck chimed in with a grin. "What if we went easy on him the first time?"

"I bet I can take it! I'm tough! I'm strong! I've been working out every day of my life! Look at these guns! Look. At. Them!" The small wizard flexed his arms in an attempt to impress his friends, desperate to get in on the action.

Magna held up his hands in defeat. "Okaaaay, okay buddy. But you need to be prepared for a rough ride. And we won't be held responsible for whatever happens."

"You can't scare me! Let's do this! I'm pumped! YEEEEAH!" He was vibrating with excitement. Magna and Luck exchanged smirks, knowing exactly what was about to happen.

"Uh-huh, yeah, woohoo. First things first," Magna started, standing from the couch and stretching. "Lose the jacket and cloak. And hand over your belt-"

"Done!" Asta practically threw his clothing at Magna, standing like a pokemon sprite, all poised and ready to fight. "C'mon, c'mon!"

"Haha! He's so hyper!" Luck giggled.

"You're one to talk." Magna huffed, taking Asta's wrists and binding them together with his belt, earning a confused look from the short boy.

"What, uh, are you doing?" He asked, tugging slightly on the belt before yelping as Luck shoved him onto the couch.

"Not to worry! All part of the test." The electric blonde chuckled. "C'mon, arms up! Up!" Magna and Luck took their positions. Asta laid on the couch whilst Luck held his arms up, Magna sat on his waist.

"Alright, last chance kid. You sure you want to do this?" Magna smirked, cracking his knuckles, smirking at Luck.

"Yeah! Wait what are we do-IHIHIIII!" Asta's body suddenly spasmed as he felt the unmistakable feeling of fingers shaking into his tummy, instinctively yanking his arms down to defend himself. Magna tutted as Luck shook his head.

"Damn, not even a second. I thought he'd be tougher than you, Magna. Guess not." Asta pouted, looking at Magna as he shrugged.

"Doesn't look like it, oh well, maybe when he gets stronger we can-"

"No! No, I got it! I just wasn't expecting you to tickle me! Start again!" Asta puffed his chest, putting his arms back over his head, bracing himself for the ticklish onslaught.

"Alright," Magna chuckled, flexing his fingers over Asta's clothes stomach, the flesh trying to hide away from the digits as Asta sucked inward. "My longest time is twenty-nine minutes by the way." And with that, the attack started again, the white shirt Asta wore offered little to no defence as Magna scribbled and squeezed the puppy fat on his tummy.

"Pffff-! Ahahaha! Oho gahahad!" The ticklish wizard managed to resist the urge to defend himself this time, trying his best to leave his arms up in Luck's grip. "I-Ihihi! I got thihihis!" He beamed, his heels digging into the couch as he tensed.

"Oh yeah? What iiiiif we move on up a little?" Magna hummed, moving to pinch at Astas lower ribs, rubbing his thumbs in circular motions on the protruding bone. Asta's hips bucked, that spot surprisingly more sensitive than the other.

"AAAH! Ah! Geheheez!" He shook his head, twisting his torso back and forth.

Luck giggled at Asta's reaction. "Oh wowwie! He's so loud!" He said in a raised voice so he was heard over Asta's ridiculously loud cackling and yelling. Happy yelling. But loud, contagious yelling.

"He sure is. I wonder what noise he'll make if I do this! Coochie, coochie, coo, loud mouth." And so began the teasing as Magna shoved his hands up inside Asta's shirt, vibrating his fingers into the front of his ribs, just below his pecks. The noise that followed caused a flock of birds to scatter in the nearby trees outside. You'd think someone was being murdered.

"GYAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA!" After completely emptying his lungs, Asta took in a sharp breath, laughter falling silent for a brief moment. Magna and Luck couldn't help but laugh with the boy and be amazed by how he was holding up. He did need to breathe though, Magna thought.

"I think we should stop for now, you're going to loose your voice kid-"

"NOHO! No! I-IYAHAHA! Icandothis!" Asta blurted out before falling into a bout of giggles. Magna shrugged, continuing the tickling tournament. He looked up, feeling the weight on the couch behind him shift, then smiled upon hearing the voice.

Vanessa's silk tone greeted them with a chuckle as she sat on the couch, crossing her legs and trapping Asta's ankles between her thighs. "Well, well, what are we doing in here?" She asked, already knowing exactly what they were up to. She had seen Luck and Magna do this to each other before. "Say, Asta, want me to help? A big strong wizard like you can surely take more than just Magna's training." She chuckled, playfully slipping Asta's boots off, all whilst he's still in hysterics.

"Gihive me your wohorst!" He blurted out, of course, he could take more than this! He's going to be the wizard King! With the okay given, Vanessa started slowly dragging her nice pointed nails up and down Asta's soles, making his little toes curl as he tensed his legs up.

"AHAHAAAA!"

"Ooh, I think he likes that." She smiled. Through all Asta's squirming, his headband had slipped over his eyes, deepening the tickly sensations as his other senses were heightened. A flurry of warmth filled his belly. His cheeks and nose a soft pink, along with the tips of his ears.

He was indeed holding up very well. Between Magna mercilessly switching between Asta's tummy and ribs and Vanessa now scratching on the paw-pad-like toes, surely he would break soon.

Some time passed when Asta finally felt at the end of his rope. His breath getting shallow and his throat became dry. "Okahay-! Ah-AHA! OKAHAY! I GIVE! STAHAP!" And instantly, the tickling stopped.

Luck untied Asta's wrists, Magna and Vanessa removed themselves from their Asta-shaped seats, allowing the tuckered-out boy to curl up on himself, still giggling like a loon. He slowly peeled his headband from over his eyes, smiling at his friends.

"That was impressive kiddo, lemme get you some water." Vanessa smiled, fetching a glass of cool H20 to rehydrate the shrivelled little man.

Asta graciously took the glass, sipping between giggles. "Hah..... ehehe.... H-How long..... Did I last?"

Magna petted his hair, sympathetically. "That was eighteen minutes and forty-four seconds. Not beating us this time but, hey! At least you got a score higher than zero." He chuckled, prodding Asta's cheek.

The boy sighed. "I need to get better! Let's go again! Right now!" He moved to lie down again when Vanessa stopped him. "I don't think so, kid. You're tired enough as is now. Maybe another day. Right?" She asked, looking at Magna who nodded in agreement. They didn't want to burn him out completely.

Asta nodded, he was pretty tired after all that. He'd have to think of a way to strengthen his core maybe. Work on being able to turn off his tickle receptors as well as his pain ones then the time needed. As he sat thinking of how to improve, he found himself starting to doze, leaning back into the couch cushions.

This new tool that could be used against him and needed to be dealt with. After a long nap that is.

#black clover #black clover asta #black clover tickles #tickle fic #sfw tickles #sfw tickling community #Lee Asta #ler magna #ler Vanessa #luck black clover

[mushiewrites]

can I get number 50 with ler!4k and lee!XD?

(The prompt: "I have no weaknesses.")

Uh... yes ya do XD, let 4k show you~ hehehe <3

YESSSSSSS 4K is one of my favs omg I have fun writing him ):

50. “I have no weaknesses” // from this prompt list

“When are you gonna just give up?” XD felt the nether God’s breath against their ear, squirming in his arms as they tried to bring their shoulder up to block the tickly airflow. “Just admit I can beat you in a fight!”

4K had XD in his grasp, XD’s back pressed up against 4K’s chest where they had landed on the bed after a very heated wrestling match. The cloaked God was wiggling, grunting in frustration as he thought about how “I should be able to get out of this, I have 4 arms I should be able to break free”.

“You’re powerless to my strength. You’re weak, XD!” 4K laughed, the vibrations from behind them sending chills down the back of XD’s spine. They rolled their eyes with a huff, twisting as much as they could to try and escape the hold around their arms. 4K only laughed louder and squeezed tighter at that, turning both their bodies onto the side so that the deity could readjust to get a better grip.

“I have no weaknesses.” XD explained flatly, knowing both of them knew what a boldfaced lie it was. The minute the fib left their lips XD knew their fate was sealed, yelping with a jerk to the side as a finger pressed into XD’s left side. Then a poke to their right side, causing them to then jerk to the left, going right back into 4K’s waiting finger on the left side. XD turned their head slightly to hide their face into the blankets below them, knowing their cheeks would be bright pink even though the mask was still on.

“No weaknesses, huh? Well, let’s put that to the test, shall we?” 4K practically purred into XD’s ear, smiling against the shell of it before suddenly maneuvering the two until 4K had his legs wrapped around XD’s waist, trapping the bottom two arms. The masked God’s top left arm was trapped behind their back pressed between the two bodies, one of 4K’s arms holding XD’s right arms wrist as he began digging his free hand into XD’s armpit.

“I think this is a good one, wouldn’t you agree?” 4K wasn’t even sure if the God in his arms could hear his teases over his own giggles. XD arched their back as much as they could (which barely was anything) as they cackled out booming laughter, shaking and squirming and squeezing the bottom set of hands into the sheets below them. Their writhing got more frantic when 4K began to trace a nail in slow swirls in the hollow under their arm, almost causing their mask to slip off. The nether God noticed this and stopped briefly to situate it back into place, earning a squeaky “thahahank yohohou!” in return.

“Of course, you little giggle God. Now, let’s see what other weaknesses I can find, hm?” XD didn’t stand a chance at escape as 4K traced his claw from under their arm and up onto their tricep, the first of many spots to make XD howl. And 4K wasn’t going to stop until he found them all.

#lee!dreamxd #ler!sapnap4k #starlightrosa #asks #YAY #my lil babies #i love them sm #thank u star!!!!! #i like how this turned out ): #mushie ficlets #mcyt tickle

[just-your-average-author]

Brendon Urie and Brad Pitts

heyo! @rosileeduckie was the first to reply to my 1-8 question and they picked 5! so here we have a newly revamped fic from the archives. I was secretly so excited to post as this is one of my personal favorites.

also side note, sorry for the lack of postage recently, i was going through an almost breakup (never fear, things have worked out) and then i had surgery so I've been out of commission for a bit lol. but!! i am working on a new fic tho which should be able to be posted in the near future. anywho thanks for reading. reblogs and comments make my day, i read every one. thank you all <3

Roman knew that look. That look meant he had crossed the line. That look meant that if he didn’t get out of Virgil’s line of vision in exactly four seconds, he was doomed. 

“Roman.” Virgil’s voice was still and calm to an outsider, but Roman recognized the true malice behind the tone. His body flooded with terror.

“Um, yeah?” he asked, wincing and closing one eye as if to escape the death stare he was being given. 

“Did you just say that Brendon Urie was an overrated singer?” Virgil’s voice remained monotone, but that only betrayed his true intentions all the more. 

Virgil and Roman were cuddled up in Virgil’s bed, Roman being the little spoon as he was resting his head on Virgil’s chest (a tragic move now seeing that he was extremely vulnerable), and the pair were discussing their favorite music. A friendly enough conversation for most people. They had mini banters here and there, debating on what was classified as rock versus pop-punk. But oh-  Roman had to go and cross the line. He just had to insult Virgil’s favorite singer of all time.

“N-no?” he stuttered, obviously unsure of himself.

“You do realize his vocal range is higher then your IQ, right?”

“I didn’t say anything,” lied the boy, now getting increasingly anxious. He had dug himself a grave.

“Oh, but I believe you did,” Virgil replied, slowly sitting up from his position, and letting Roman’s head softly fall off his chest and onto the pillow. He faced to Roman with a sinister look. “I’m pretty sure I heard you say that.”

“Virgil-” pleaded Roman, getting more desperate by the second, but yet had to make himself bite back a smile.

Virgil growled playfully. “I’m sorry, but it’s too late. The damage has been done.”

Roman found himself tittering in anticipation already.

Virgil broke character for a moment to smile at his giggly nature. “Oh? You think this is funny?” he challenged, ironically smiling brightly as well. 

“Noho, Sir!”

“Did you just laugh at me?” asked Virgil, with a now dopey smile covering his face. 

“What? No! Not at all!” Roman protested, yet the giggles behind his voice gave away his lie. He sunk down into the mattress further, but still couldn’t wipe the excited smile off his face for the life of him. For that matter, neither could Virgil.

“That’s it!” Virgil pounced, and quickly pinned Roman’s hands above his head, all while smirking down at him. Roman didn’t even fight or protest; he peaceably accepted his fate. Virgil moved his wrists to only one hand and wiggled the non-occupied hand’s fingers menacingly. “So, Brad Pitts,” he cooed, annunciating the second part of the nickname as a grave foreshadowing to his plan. Roman blush wasn’t well hidden, even under the cloak of night. “You gonna tell me the truth? I might be able to spare you some mercy, hm?” Virgil leaned in closer, the fingers still wiggling dangerously close to his tickle spot.

Roman bit his lip to hold back the hysterical giggles already threatening to spill as he contemplated his next move. Virgil’s ler face was too flustering and adorable to take seriously. They both knew he wanted this. 

“I wasn’t laughing at you!” Roman countered stubbornly. 

Virgil sighed, despite the smile still staying put. “Fine. Guess we’ll have to do this the hard way.” 

He took his free hand and lowered it closer to Roman’s exposed armpit, all while Roman squirmed and tittered underneath him. 

“Oh? Extra nervous tonight, aren’t we?” he teased, continuously moving his wiggling fingers closer and closer. Roman didn’t reply. With a single wink, Virgil launched his hand at full speed and began mercilessly scratching the hollows of his armpits. Roman immediately burst into cackles, his back pressed into the mattress as he tried to escape the torment. 

“Nahahaha!” Roman squealed and kicked out from underneath his captor. “Dohohohon‘t!”

“Aww,” cooed Virgil. “Someone a little too tickle, tickle, ticklish for my tickles?”

Roman blushed furiously, now hiding his face in his arm. “Stahahap!”

“Stop what, Ro?” he asked, a lilt to his voice.

“Stahahap sahahaying thahat word!” he giggles out, slightly breathless.

Virgil grinned. “What word? Tickle? Is tickle the word you don’t like?”

“Vihihihirge!”

“Whaaaat?” he teased. “Just asking if tickle is the bad word. So to clarify, you don’t want me to comment on your ticklishness and how much the tickly tickles are getting to you?”

Roman only blushed harder in reply, face now bright red, and his laughter growing wheezy. “Vihihirgil, please!”

“Okay, okay,” laughed Virgil. He lowered his scratching fingers down to his ribs, skittering them experately up and down the bones, wiggling in between the spaces, leaving his lee a hopeless mess. Roman kicked again, which Virgil responded by quickly kneading his right hip, digging in all around the bone. Roman screeched. 

“NOHOHO! I’m sahahaHAHARY!!” he called out, currently on the brink of hysterics.

“Sorry?” Virgil asked incredulously. “The great Roman Sanders is sorry? When is he ever sorry?”

Roman’s eyes were screwed shut, but he could hear that wretched smile perfectly. “Ple-“ he hiccuped. “Phehehehehease!” 

Virgil rolled his eyes fondly. “Fine.”

He stopped the torturous touches, and released Roman’s wrist. He laid back down next to Roman and shut his eyes. He contentedly listened to the sound of Roman controlling his leftover giggles and settle his breathing. One adequately flustered prince to go.

Roman groaned softly after he had caught his breath and rolled over to fling an arm around Virgil.

“Mm, you’re mean,” he mumbled, face now buried half in the pillow and half in Virgil’s chest.

Virgil scoffed softly. “So I’ve been told.” He rested his head on Roman’s in response to the cuddle request. “But you love it.”

Virgil barely made out Roman’s retort before he felt the prince drift into unconsciousness. He shifted down a little himself, feeling the strong arms that wrapped around his waist tighten, and drifted off to sleep with happiness in his heart.

#sanders sides #creative writing #my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #ts sides #virgil sanders #fluff #sanders sides fanfiction #sanders sides tfic #tfic #ticklish!virgil #ticklish!roman #lee!roman #ler!virgil #tickle fic #tickle fanfiction #roman sanders #thomas sanders #fanders #fic #my fic #human au #prinxiety #prinxiety tickling #romantic au

[fluffallamaful]

@starshinenova has made me crave ler/lee dreamXD hcs 🥺 if anyone has any thoughts on XD please do share 🙏🏼

i just need to list my reasons for why i love writing him as ler so much;

cloak: means the lee can bury themselves, or scrunch their hands into the fabric. it’s just such a cute reaction to be able to write. also the cloak just allows for so many cute moments where the lee gets trapped/lost beneath it hehe

naivety: for an all powerful god he just knows so little. it makes teases so much fun to write coz he’s just obliviously flustery with his observations

fangs: …nibbles…. but also the scare factor. and also his cheeky grin is just so much more adorable. it’s also his main way of emoting in my hcs/stories

arms: he has four arms in my hcs/stories,, and it makes it so much fun to position the lee in ways that would not otherwise be possible with one ler. also each arm has 5 claws hehe. 20 claws to scribble with!!!

excitable: i love the keyboard smash speech that he does when XD gets excited, and i feel like this could absolutely be used if he happens to get flustered as ler. like if the lee is just way too adorable. or if they point out that they’re reacting to them reacting. he’s adoration for making a lee laugh is adorable and i love him so much

mask: he can hide his face if he wants to be more mysterious. the lee often can only see their mouth. it’s just a spooky situation to have the mask staring down at them while XD studies their reactions

i’m sure there’s so much more i just miss being able to write him i want this writers block to LEAVE

#llamas concepts #ler!dreamXD

[emmadoodlewrites]

hey! i am new but i saw your lastest post, if you are taking request then how about...

lee!bad and

ler!skeppy with 26 and 27 (if it's ok with you)

and even i am new, i love you writings!!

Thanks anon that's super sweet of you! I'm gonna write this as the characters hope that's cool!

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Bad’s hair was an absolute mess. It’s not like this was an anomaly, with his head hidden under his hood most of the time there was no real time to tend to the knotted clump on the top of his head. 

The demon only took his cloak off around Skeppy. Something about their souls being linked meaning Bad was only comfortable showing himself around him. And when this happened, much to Bad’s dismay, Skeppy was adamant about brushing it out. 

“What’s so funny?” Skeppy questioned as the brush ran through Bad’s hair much easier than when they had started. At the comment Bad snapped his mouth shut to keep in his giggles as the bristles got too near his horns.

“Ihi-” Bad cleared his throat, “It’s nothing.” He clenched his fists and moved his head away slightly when the brush moved back up closer to his horns.

“Ohhhh I see,” Skeppy giggled, “Wow you are super ticklish huh.”

“What? Hah, no no, why- um, why would I be ticklish I’m a hardcore demohohohon! Skehehehpy nohohoho!” Grooming Bad’s hair was forgotten as Skeppy’s hands buried themselves under the demon’s arms, just to prove the he was in fact, super ticklish.

#lee!badboyhalo #lee!bbh #ler!skeppy #mcyt tickle #doodle drabble