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giggle-bee · 4 months
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Triple Threat (Squealing Santa 2023!)
Hi, @hakurei-k, I'm your Santa for this year! Sorry this is a little late, but I hope you still enjoy it! It was a challenging prompt since I don't typically write intense stuff with multiple lers, but it was a fun fic to do, and I'm so happy I got you!! I also want to thank @squealing-santa, Hypah, for being such an amazing host!! Couldn't have done it without you, thank you for keeping the tradition alive!
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(Ler!Barbatos, Ler!Solomon, Ler!Simeon, Lee!MC)
Warnings: pranks, suprise tickles
Summary: Barbatos has a day off but doesn't know how to spend it. How better to than with you? Mediating a prank war wasn't in the plans, though.
Word Count: 1.8k
When Diavolo had first approached Barbatos about taking the day off, he was against the idea. “My Lord, the New Year’s celebration is not far away. The castle must be prepared for guests, there is much work to be done-” “Exactly my thoughts! You’ve been working tirelessly, my friend, you deserve some time to yourself. It’s my castle, I want to have part in the decorating! Besides, I know you’ve been keeping an eye on that new tea house. Take the day and relax, Barbatos.”
Diavolo patted him on the back and left Barbatos standing in his office, lost for words and with a blank mind for the first time in a while. For anyone else, the opportunity would be a blessing, to leave your duties behind and pay attention to the parts of your life neglected. All Barbatos could think about was the castle in a state of disarray, clashing colors, decorations strewn haphazardly about the place, anything less than perfect was not acceptable.
However, Diavolo’s pout if he figured out Barbatos was still working during his break was too heartbreaking to think about. Barbatos sighed, pulling out his DDD and pulling up his messages with you.
Barbatos MC, would you like to join me at Witch’s Brew this afternoon? My schedule has been cleared. 
MC Oh? Is that the new tea place across from Majolish? I would love to!
Barbatos Alright. See you at noon. 
Witch’s Brew was a quaint shop that sold both loose leaf teas, tea sets, and delicious desserts. To a demon like Barbatos, it was heaven. The aroma of dried flowers and warmth tickled his nose as he opened the door, sitting down at a small table with a candle in the middle. It was peaceful here, soft music playing over the speakers and setting a light ambience to the space. Ordering some tea for the both of you would be his first order of business. The fragrant notes of hibiscus and lemon called to him from behind the counter, he would bring it back to the table piping hot and waiting. 
A smile came across his lips as he imagined you taking the first sip, your eyes lighting up at the sweet flavor- rich and floral with a hint of tart to balance it. The thought was almost as sweet as you were. The tinkling of the doorbell made Barbatos glance up hopefully from his cup, eyes alight when he saw you. But you weren’t carefree and jubilant as usual. He picked up on the nervous glances you were sending around the room, your hesitant steps towards the table, and most of all, you hadn’t greeted him with so much as a smile yet. Quite unusual. 
“Ah, hello Barbatos! Sorry I’m late,” you whispered, smoothing your clothes and sitting in the chair he pulled out for you. The demon cocked an eyebrow at your behavior, instantly analyzing your expression. He knew something was up.
“Would you like to tell me what is obviously bothering you? You look like someone is out to get you.”
“Ahaha… well…” You scratched your arm, averting your gaze and peering down into the teacup. “You could say that.” You chose to elaborate on the prank war currently going on in Purgatory Hall, the one you had started a week ago. Luke had voted on staying out of things, which meant you, Solomon, and Simeon would have to prank amongst yourselves.
Pulling out all the stops this morning, you had set up several pillows to fall onto Simeon’s head, covering him in feathers. You had swiped one of Solomon’s singing potions earlier in the week and mixed it into a batch of cookies, which had him singing curses for the next hour. You had found these harmless pranks extremely funny, but both Solomon and Simeon were sure to get you back. 
“So that’s why I have to stay vigilant! They could be anywhere, Barbatos, I have to keep a lookout,” you explained, taking a sip of your tea. The flavor was complex and delicate, a nice reprieve from the chaos going on with your friends. You melted into the warm drink, nodding at the teapot, “This was a good pick, thank you for letting me try it!”
Barbatos shook his head with a fond smile. He knew you were “I believe tea is better when shared in good company, so it’s my pleasure.” Pouring you two another cup, he thought on your predicament. If Solomon and Simeon were working together, it could spell disaster for everyone in Purgatory Hall.
Humming in thought, Barbatos finished his tea and set the cup down gently onto a saucer. “Can I escort you back? Like I said, my schedule is clear for the day, so it would be no trouble. That way, you won’t have to worry about anything on your way,” he offered. Barbatos knew they would never do anything to harm you, but if it would make you feel better, it was worth it.
You perked up, relief washing over your face. “I would appreciate it, those two like to scare me as much as it is.”
Taking a dessert to go, you and Barbatos left the teahouse and started the journey back to the House of Lamentation. On the way, you talked about everything from next year’s classes to Satan’s newest cat adoption antics. Barbatos felt at ease talking to you, as he always did. His worries for the celebration faded with every step as he let you take the wheel of the conversation. Before you knew it, you two were on the doorstep. 
“Thank you for walking me here, Barbs. We need to do this again sometime!” You opened the door and were about to wave goodbye when two arms pulled you into the foyer. Barbatos quickly moved inside, surprised by the sight that greeted him. 
Solomon and Simeon had trapped you in their arms, encircling you like twin felines playing a game of cat and mouse. Solomon’s deadly smirk was something you knew all too well, paired with Simeon’s laughing eyes, they had been out to get you from the start. “You fell right into our trap, MC~” Simeon purred in your ear, watching your eyes flit between the trio of people in the room. Well, one human, one angel, and one demon. The mischievous fire in Solomon’s eyes appeared anything *but* human to you in this moment. 
Solomon looked to the demon at the door, “What do you think is a fitting punishment for our friend here, Barbatos?” 
Barbatos slowly stepped forward until he was in front of you three, assessing the situation. “Seeing as they’ve confessed their transgressions to me already, I believe something… like this will suffice,” Barbatos reasoned, grinning at your shocked face.
“Barbatos! You’re supposed to be on my side- HEY!” Barbatos wormed his hand between you and Simeon to give your side a squeeze, making you curl into Solomon. Simeon started to snicker at the idea, using his free hand to scribble around your neck while Solomon’s smile grew wolfish. “I think that’s a great idea, don’t you think so, MC?” 
You were trying not to react to Simeon’s gentle scribbles, your cheeks puffing out and your lips pouting to hide your smile. “N-no! Not a great idea! Barbatos- help me!”
Raising an eyebrow, the demon tilted his head to the side, “You want me to help? Alright, I can manage that. After all, I have no obligations today, I can spend as much time as I want here.”
Barbatos latched onto your sides, kneading into them with sudden speed and vigor that you weren’t prepared for. Your straight faced facade went flying out the window as you tried to wiggle away from the tickles to no avail. Solomon and Simeon seemed to have the same idea, the angel’s fingers finding a home in your armpits and Solomon’s squeezing at your hipbones. “WHAHAHAIT! NOhOHoO!” 
You had endured tickle attacks from all three of them separately, but together, the trio was insufferably good at reducing you to a laughing fit. They continued to scribble and poke all over your worst spots, Simeon finding a good spot on your lower tummy that almost sent you backwards. Every time you got used to something, one of them would move, sending you into giggles all over again. 
“I almost forgot how ticklish they are! Solomon, keep that up,” Simeon laughed with delight at how you squirmed away from Solomon’s evil hands that were currently chasing your ribs. “If I were you, I would stay still- it would be done a looooot faster!” Solomon chirped from your left, tazing your ribs and making you fall into Barbatos’s waiting arms.
“Your laugh is almost as sweet as the tea, you know,” Barbatos whispered quietly, kneading into your lower back and sides, chuckling when you tried to pull away with a blush. Simeon gasped and excitedly pulled you away, hugging you tight against his chest. 
“Theres this thing I used to do to Luci when he would misbehave, let me show you!” He closed his eyes and you felt invisible feathers gliding across your ears and neck, making you scrunch up. The feathers seemed to reach all of your worst spots, soft but they tickled like hell. When you felt one graze the bottom of your foot, you squeaked in surprise, how was this even possible? Simeon’s laugh sounded like bells, contrasting with your loud and squealy one. “I cAhAHaAHaN’t! PlEHehAHeaSe!” 
He slowed down the feathers of his wings to softly stroke up and down your arms, letting you collapse into him. Solomon ruffled your hair, “You all tired out? I think it’s payback for making me sing through all of breakfast. Simeon looked like a fancy chicken this morning,” he laughed. Simeon rolled his eyes, “Did you learn your lesson, MC? Never mess with Purgatory Hall, or you’ll awaken the tickle monsters that live there!” He tapped your nose, taking note of your lingering smile and flushed cheeks. He grinned and gave you a hug, releasing you. 
Barbatos had his hands behind his back, almost like he hadn’t contributed to your ticklish demise. “The cake is still outside, would you like me to bring it in?” His sly smirk didn’t go unnoticed, you nodded, rolling your eyes. “You were supposed to help me!”
“I never said I would help you. Besides, I think you deserved a little prank back for the ones you performed,” he noted, bringing the slice of matcha cake inside. 
With a sigh, you took the bag, holding out the delectable sweet. “How about a truce? Do you guys wanna split this?” All three of them nodded, causing you to smile. As you made your way towards the den, Barbatos concluded that his day off was a day well spent.
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cynergy-laughter · 1 year
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Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All! Headcanon: 23
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Heehee! Thank you so much for the ask, anon! So, you wanna know how they handle a surprise tickle attack... ^^ featuring TickleMonster!MC
Lucifer: He makes it a point to put a de-sensitizing spell on himself because he knows exactly how you are. And he would good god blessed if he broke in public. And for the record, his definition of “in public” is In Public Spaces, In front of his Brothers, and/or in front of Lord Diavolo. The only way to get him to react is in the bedroom, in his private quarters. And even then, Lucifer will absolutely get you back for attacking him in such a vulnerable position. You wouldn’t think the first born Avatar of Pride would return tickles, but he does, in private~. Otherwise it’s apprehension for your childish behavior.
Mammon: The Great Ticklish Mammon? He never EVER sees it coming. And every single time it happens, he squeals and collapses, curling into a ball for being so unprepared. He then scolds you for embarrassing him without warning him first. Why? Cause he at least wants a head start to escape. Secretly he likes the attention, and the way that he isn’t tied up when it happens, but if you knew that, you would never let him live it down.
Leviathan: He avoids you when you get in one of your moods, because he doesn’t want the moment caught on stream. But that doesn’t stop you, he knows better than to lock his door when you want to see him. You basically turn into a psychological horror game when you go to tickle him, which both terrifies and excites him, cause you know him so well. He screams and laughs when you finally get him, falling down to the ground and wiggling around as you wreck him, like the sea noodle (serpent) he truly is. He actually really likes the attention, though… don’t stop plz.
Satan: He knows he can’t hide, but he prolongs the inevitable for as long as he can. He never used to like being tickled until he started falling for you, and he doesn’t like surprises, but he tolerates when you do it, cause he loves you, and you love him and his smile and laughter. Of course he is absolutely kidnapping you for the rest of the day after you surprise tickle him.
Asmodeus: Asmo encourages it and purposefully gets into a vulnerable position for it. But you think that’s too easy. You get him very good when you are out on the town, or alone doing skincare. Cause that is the absolute best time for him to not expect it. Though you did tickle him one time when you two were doing face masks, and he dropped onto you his wrath, because you might have given him a wrinkle or made the mask crack. You will not be forgiven until you squeal uncle.
Beelzebub: At first, you’re scared that he might eat you if you give him surprise tickles. But as you hang around him and he falls for you, you realize he’s very touch starved because he’s feared. You surprise tickle him, and he laughs, but he also asks for more moments like this. Soon, it’s routine for you and him to have little tickle moments and then you cuddle with him after ordering food for delivery. Beel turned surprise tickles into date night essentially.
Belphegor: Belphie is also touch starved but he likes cuddling in his sleep. When he’s asleep, it’s hard to wake up him so unless you know his spots it’ll be very difficult to get up to go to the bathroom. He’s the first person to fall asleep after surprise tickles, but granted, when he wakes up, he’ll be looking to give tickles back. And he will not be running, so if you tickle him asleep, just know that the next time you wanna hang with him, you’ll have to pay the tickle toll.
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synthleeius · 6 months
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Helloo ^^ since your requests are open, if you’re interested, could I get some ler Solomon hcs 😅😅 I’m still deeply into Obey Me
HII🫶🫶 i dont really remember much about obey me, but from the few times I wrote about him i have a few ideas xx (ft. a drabble)
teasy ass mf GOODBYE
"Come now MC, stay still.. it cannot be that bad, now can it?"
always threatens to tell people about your ticklishness if they dont know already (The angels, the demon brothers, ect.)
now the said ft drabble bc im going insane and. yeah.
The book shook gently as you giggled, the pages wrinkling slightly. "Soholomon- come on." you whispered in between your held back laughter, elbowing his arm the best you could while he sat behind you.
"Hm? Come now.. How else am I supposed to learn? This is valuable information." He replied simply, the teasing tone visible in his voice. His fingers kneaded into your sides, occasionally scratching his nails across the soft skin.
You took in a giggly breath, flinching forward as you spoke. "G-Geodes are s.. spherical? yeheah- to a.. theheres too mahany big wohords! Why am i reheading a book about rohocks?"
"MC~" Solomon chuckled, moving his hands up suddenly to claw at the back of your ribs. "Too many 'big words'? You sound like a child."
You gasped, the book slipping from your hands as you fell back into his figure. "fuhuhuck- yohour hohorible!"
(im so sorry)
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bunnyy-123 · 1 month
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I need more obey me and love and deepspace tk fics 😁
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nataliedrawz · 1 year
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A Books Embrace
Okay so- I am back baby! This is a request from the sweetest person in this world ever - @satans-beloved-riv ! She's the most sweetest, kindest and funniest person ever, hope you enjoy!
Here you were, sitting in the fourth strongest demon's room, reading one of his favourite series with him beside him on his own bed, exchanging smiles and laughs from the wonderous series, the silence was long yet sweet, the two of you comfortable in the silent embrace of eachother.
Before long, you could feel that Satan was falling asleep, having the book be left astray halfway through the chapter, you couldn't possibly let him doze off now!
You nudged him, trying to at least bother him a bit before doing anything else, "Psst, Satan, can we finish this last bit before you go to sleep?" You asked with a gentle tone, you thought he was completely out before you saw that face. He was acting like he was asleep to get you to soften up even more, how dare he! You then puffed and threw a pillow on his head, but no, he stayed stuck that way.
"C'mon, just this last bit you.. you.. argh!" You splayed yourself on the bed, annoyingly poking his side, you immediately worried as you saw him flinch, "Oh my, are you hurt? I'm so sorry if- so.." You paused, you saw the slightest strained smile that tugged on his face.
"Oh no, did I just find out that you-"
"Don't say it."
"Are.."
"Don't. Say. It."
"Ticklish?"
"Damn you." He muttered, catching the hand you dared to try and poke him with, "Don't even try." He smirked, but that didn't stop you, no, you used the other hand to scribble against his hip, making him quiver and squirm, messing the beds covers.
"Hey, hold still! You're making a mess!" You chuckled at his whine, "I'm tryhihihing!" He tried to suppress his giggles, only for them to spill faster once you used your now free hand to trace circles on the side of his neck. There was something different to him when it was just the two of you, he wasn't so tense, he was laughing freely without restricting himself so much.
"You're too adorable." You mused, smiling as he made a small snort once you got under his chin, "NahAHOhoho! Dohon't yohou da-AHARE!?" He hunched his shoulder's up, ducking his head down in an attempt to avoid the scribbling finger's , only to keep them stuck there, "Uh oh, seems I'm stuck here!" You chorused, wondering just how long it takes for a demon to fully crack.
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galacticlee3 · 1 year
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Mario… Something?
(Lee!Leviathan, Ler!Reader; Obey Me! Shall We Date?)
A gift for the lovely @altheadajoysoul for Squealing Santa 2k22! I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it, and again thank you so much for hosting this year, Hypah!
Summary: Levi has something special to give you, something that brings back childhood nostalgia and helps you make a precious memory with the demon. Can either be interpreted as platonic or romantic.
Warnings: none!
Word Count: 1.4k
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Levi-chan
MC, do you have time to come to my room? I have something for you.
You
I have some free time, yeah. What is it?
Levi-chan
It’s a surprise :)
You
Alright, coming!
Levi shut off his phone, looking down at the wrapped gift sitting on his manga shelf. He wanted it to come in by Christmas so you could open it with bright eyes in front of his brothers, your smile as much of a gift to him as it was to them. But unfortunately, the shipping was delayed due to the high influx of travel from the human world to the Devildom, so he had to make you wait. He heard you running down the hallway above his room, a screech followed by muffled apologies telling him you’d knocked into one of his brothers on your way.
As your footsteps got closer and came to an abrupt stop, he brushed off his hoodie and messed with his hair, looking at Henry 2.0 in the tank. “Nothing to be nervous about, they’ll love it,” he reassured himself, getting pulled out of his head when two soft knocks sounded at his door. “Coming!” He called, taking a deep breath and opening the door a crack. You smiled at him, a little out of breath from your speedy trip, and he almost melted right then and there. Determined to keep his cool, Levi beckoned you inside, hoping you wouldn’t be able to see his rising blush in the dark.
He motioned for you to sit down on the couch while he walked over to the bookshelf. “I know you already got something from me for Christmas but this is your real present. It took a bit to get here, but I wanted to give it to you as soon as I got it,” he scratched the back of his neck, sitting in front of you criss-crossing his legs. Levi shyly bowed his head and held the gift up to you, a heavy silver box with purple ribbon tied in a haphazard bow.
“Oh, Levi! Please tell me you didn’t splurge, I love the Ruri-chan blanket you got me already,” you looked down at him, both grateful but also a bit taken aback. Levi shook his head, pushing the gift onto your lap gently. “I-its not splurging if it’s for you, MC,” he whispered sincerely, tail twitching nervously at his side, “Please, open it, for me?”
You nodded your head, gingerly pulling at the ribbon and opening the box. You gasped when you saw what was inside. A white Wii console, two controllers, and a few games were carefully packed with a little note that read Merry Christmas, MC.
“How did you- they don’t make these anymore!” You gasped with wide eyes, unable to keep a wide smile off your face. You had told Levi about your childhood Wii console a while back, the fun you had losing yourself in your favorite games, which were all stowed away inside the box. “I wanted to make you more at home here, you looked really happy when you told me about these, especially… what was it.. Mario, something?”
“MARIO KART!” You clapped your hands and fished it out of the box, hugging it to your chest. “Levi, will you play it with me? I can’t wait to smoke you,” you giggled as he got a competitive glint in his eyes. You loved when you two hung out and gamed, you could tell he felt more confident and you liked spending time with him doing something you both enjoyed.
“Just because I’ve never played it before doesn’t mean you’re going to beat me, in fact, I would be surprised if you did,” he stuck up his nose, taking the box from you and grabbing the correct outlet adapter from his box in the corner. “Wait there, I’ll get it booted up.” He plugged in the Wii and connected it to the large TV in front of you, the nostalgia coming on in waves hearing the starting sounds.
You and Levi spent a few minutes making Miis of each other, sad that there weren’t any purple hairstyle options for him, but having fun anyway making your little characters run around. After a few minutes, you inserted the disc and readied your controllers, teaching Levi the controls and having a few practice laps. “Okay, do you think you’re ready to play for real now?” You wiggled your eyebrows at him where he was sitting across from you.
“I think I have the hang of it now, in fact, I know I’m going to win. A simple racing game? Child’s play, literally.”
“Oh? Then how about we raise the stakes? The loser…” You zoned out in thought, before a mischievous grin made its way onto your lips. “The loser gets wrecked by the winner!”
Levi’s cheeks bloomed an adorable shade of red, for he knew exactly what you meant by “wrecked”. The loser would be tickled by the winner, something he knew you both didn’t mind very much. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t incredibly flustered by it, something you knew, and were planning to take advantage of during the round. Was it cheating? Maaaaaaybe, but you also wanted to hear his precious laugh, something he didn’t share often.
He shook his head, trying to distract himself from the ghost tickles starting to creep up his back. “You’re on, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Levi taunted, trying to hide his growing blush and flustered state.
His Yoshi and your Waluigi drove up to the starting line, buzzing with energy. “3…2…1…go!” You chant along with the screen, blasting off with the CPUs. Levi was not too far behind you, tongue sticking out in concentration. You decided he was too cute not to mess with.
“Y’know Levi, I bet you’ll barely be able to hold back your laughter when I get those sides of yours,” you chirped, keeping your eyes on the screen. You saw Yoshi waver and almost drive off the track, not expecting distractions, let alone teasing from you. He was almost silent, tail swishing behind you unbeknownst to him.
“You get all squeaky when I get near your ears, how do you think you’ll fare now? Asmo did my nails yesterday so they’ll be extra tickly~”
“MC! This is cheating!” He was climbing up the ranks, a place behind you, but he was curling into himself which threw off his game.
“I’m not doing anything, just making some conversation!”
“Can we change the topic?” He said meekly, trying to keep his cool. He came up to you, trying to knock into Waluigi’s car. You knew it was time to pull out the big guns.
“Hmmm. Fine, I want to talk about how adorable your laugh is, it’s contagious and it always makes me want to hug you for being so gosh darn cute!”
Levi lost grip on his controller, letting it go in favor of covering his face with his hands. His ears were pink now, and he was quietly whining in protest of your statements. “Why do you always do this MC… saying things that aren’t true,” he groaned into his palms, refusing to show you the fiery flush on his cheeks. You scoot over and wrap your arms around his shoulders, “You might not think it is, but I do. I find you charming, cute, but most of all someone dear to me,” you whispered, rubbing his back. Levi peeked out of his fingers, sighing, but a big smile broke out onto his face. “Thank you,” he peeped, glancing down at the controller. The one that he dropped. With wide eyes, Levi turned to the TV which displayed a cheering Waluigi in first place.
“We don’t have to if you don’t want,” you said quickly, letting him know there was an out. But he shook his head, still embarrassed to the nines. “You won, I l-lost, fair and square,” Levi reasoned, chest filled with nervous excitement. “What kind of demon would I be if I couldn’t take it?”
With that, you pounced on him, hands squeezing up and down his sides, giggling along with his airy laughter that you loved so much. His tail was thumping away on the couch, letting you know he was enjoying it as much as you were. You two spent the rest of the afternoon like that, gaming and reveling in each other’s stories and laughter. For you both, it was a perfect day with your best friend.
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altheadajoysoul · 1 year
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*FANDOM TK ART JUMPSCARE OoOoOoOo~*
Hello there user @bloominggiggles at tumblr dot com, I am here to deliver a GIFT! Yes, I am your super secret gifter for squealing santa!! ✨✨ :D
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I never realized that Satan and Solomon would be such a cute duo until it was mentioned! I had a lot of fun with this! Especially since its my first time drawing these two ajgjsjgns
You may see this as however you want! Whether as a ship or as two friends being goofy, both are valid ✨ :3c
I hope you enjoy the gift bloominggiggles!! And special thanks to @squealing-santa for letting me join this event for the first time! :D
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dannystheone · 2 years
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Obey Me! Tickle Drabble Last Pudding Cup (Mammon Lee/Beel Ler)
Hey guys! I’ve had this idea in my head for a hot minute, I thought it would be cute as a little introduction to me being new to the fandom. I hope you all enjoy :D 
No warnings, no 18+ 
Beel’s food has gone missing and there’s only one other person around...
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 “Mammoooonnnn-” A voice drawled from the kitchen. A tanned-skinned demon was playing fake gambling on his phone as the voice grew louder. Mammon rolled his eyes and continued playing. 
 “Mammooooonnnn...where’s any fooooood...” The tanned demon flit his eyes over to see his orange-haired brother slumped against the communal refrigerator. Of course it was empty, Beel was always cleaning it out. Mammon rolled his eyes once again and raked his snowy hair back. 
 “Where do you think it is? It’s probably sitting in your gut as we speak.” Mammon’s eyes furrowed as he bet his fake money all on black. He lost the game. 
 “But I’m hungryyyy, and there’s nothing to eeeeaaatt...” Beel unhitched himself off the fridge as his stomach growled in hunger. Mammon was sitting at the island in the middle of the kitchen, watching Beel out of the corner of his eye drape himself over Mammon’s shoulders. 
 “Oi, paws off me! I can’t help you get food!” Mammon was betting on red on his fake roulette while trying to unhand Beel. Beel just made himself heavier.  
 “Mammon help me pleeeeaaaase. I’m hungryyyy...” Beel buried his face in the crook of Mammon’s neck and continued mumbling about how hungry he was. Mammon’s mouth quirked into a smile as he sputtered and pushed on Beel’s head. 
 “Pffmmt- Beheheel! Get off, you’re tickling me!” Mammon started struggling underneath Beel’s weight as Beel’s words were vibrating in his neck.  
 “But I’m hungryyyy! I have to eeeeeaaatt! And you took my last pudding cup!” Beel whined further. Without picking up his head from Mammon’s neck, he took his hands and started scribbling his fingers in Mammon’s sides. 
 A shriek tore from Mammon as he wriggled underneath his brother. “EEK! Beheheel get ohohohoff! I don’t hahahave anything! Ahahand nohoho I didn’t!” Mammon dropped his phone to use his other hand to try and brace Beel’s hands off of his sides. 
 Beel allowed Mammon to drag his hands down from his sides, just to latch his hands onto Mammon’s hips and squeezed his fingertips in. Mammon squealed and bucked in his seat. 
 “Get me some food to make up for taking my pudding and I’ll stop.” Beel shrugged off the cute routine and dug into Mammon’s hips.
 “Beheheheel plehehehease!! I-I’m brohohohoke I cahahahahan’t!” Mammon pleaded and wriggled himself out of his chair and fell on the floor in giggles. Beel rolled his eyes from Mammon’s theatrics and extended a hand out to help his brother. 
 Mammon gave Beel a sideways glance and stood up himself. “Why the sudden attack on me? Is that any way to treat your older brother?” Beel rose an eyebrow when he revealed something from behind his back. The empty pudding cup.
 “It is when you’ve ate something that was specifically labeled under my name.” Mammon opened his mouth to say something, but closed it for the better. “Now are you gonna take me out to eat, or should I finish what I started?” 
 Mammon huffed an angry breath and threw up his hands. “Fine, I guess there’s no other solution. You know you’re a surprisingly good negotiator. I seriously don’t remember eating it-” 
 An avatar with blonde hair entered the kitchen. Satan looked at his two brothers with a quirked eyebrow. Beel smiled at his presence. 
 “Oh, hi Satan. Wanna join us for lunch?” Satan held up a hand to Beel’s offer. 
 “Thanks Beel, but I’m full. I had a pudding cup from the fridge not too long ago.” 
 Mammon looked to Beel with an accusatory agape jaw. Beel set his jaw and cracked his knuckles towards Satan. 
 “You had a what from the fridge?” 
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l3viat8an · 8 months
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MC: I should warn you, I'm not very good at keeping secrets from Solomon…..he has been known to use physical torture.
Asmo: You mean he tickles you.
MC: As I said, physical torture!
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rand0m-s1nner · 3 months
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my obey me roots are showing…are there any old fans who’ve been following me since the obey me days? my blog started as an obey me blog, but that was like 2 years ago x)
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yoominki · 4 months
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WHY DOES NO ONE TALK ABOUT THIS???
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giggle-bee · 10 months
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He’s Absolutely Smitten (He’ll Never Let You Go)
Ler!Lucifer, Lee!MC
Summary: Lucifer spends an afternoon with you in your favorite way. And he takes no sass.
Warnings: None!
AN: this is absolutely so self indulgent, from a conversation with @joker-anon from a couple months ago. I am a simp, we been knew. Also sorry its so short, i just had to get it out of my head somehow
Divider: @/cafekitsune
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“Lucihihihi!”
“Yes, love?”
“It tickles- ehehaha!”
“I know.”
He looks up at you with lazy eyes, his smile warm and teasing. You’re laying on your back, cozy as can be, as he lays between your legs, cheek on your stomach, fingertips languidly brushing up and down your sides. You both loved days like this, where you could come home to the House of Lamentation and just be. Peaceful. Playful. Loving. This was a side of him only you got to see, and you cherished every moment of it. As did Lucifer, if his smitten expression told you anything.
Your hands covered your face, a giggly smile peeking out from under your palms. Even the softest scribbles always made you into a puddle, and Lucifer knew this. He makes sure to take full advantage whenever he gets. But when you had set your messenger bag down on his desk with a huff, shoulders slumping, forehead creased with stress, he knew you needed some TLC. His method of choice being cuddles and soft tickles from your favorite demon.
And he knew very well that you loved every second of it. Even with your whiny protests, squirming, and yes-
“Yohohou d-doodoodemon!”
Your silly half-hearted insults.
He sits up on his elbows, giving you the most confused expression. It reads a mix of ‘what did you just say to me?’ and ‘I can’t believe you’ve done this’. And as soon as it comes out of your mouth, you try your hardest to stifle your residual giggles as he smirks, letting his forehead fall onto your skin as he laughs at your antics.
He gives you a small peck on the tummy before poising his hands above your ribs with a low chuckle.
“My dear, you’re going to regret that.”
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ppystkposts · 2 months
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This is a commission, do not trace or repost
Reblogs are appreciated
Thank you so much for working with me. It was such a big help!
the commissioner chose to remain anonymous. 🫶
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synthleeius · 6 months
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masterpost 🪩
heyyy <33 my names syn and i use he/him xx enjoy stalking (me too though)
(ps; im a minor [14-16] so 25+ pls dni!)
Disclaimer!; this is a sfw tkl blog ⭐️
requests currently; open!
but honestly no guarantees😭
writing tag -> #syns stuff
reblog tag -> #others stuff
writing boundaries!!
fandom list;
genshin impact
spiderverse
percy jackson (the tv show + TSATS)
genshin impact;
a well deserved break - ler!venti + lee! reader
anticipation (tickletober) - ler!venti + lee!reader
accidental (tickletober) - ler!aether + lee!xiao
afternoon - ler!xiao + lee!aether
magic tricks - ler!aether + lee!lyney
drunken antics - ler!aether + lee!venti
august slipped away - ler!tighnari + lee!aether
new years day - ler!aether + lee!xiao
drabbles
lee!albedo + ler!aether
lee!aether + ler!lyney
obey me!;
knismesis - ler!solomon + lee!reader
unnamed fic - ler!solomon + lee!reader
ler!solomon hcs + lee!reader drabble
spiderverse;
weak spot (tickletober) - ler!hobie + lee!gwen
BSD;
unnamed fic - ler!reader + lee!dazai
big mouth;
big mouth hcs
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ticklygiggles · 7 months
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Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 7 - Playtime
Lucifer x Reader
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"If Asmo ever finds out I'm doing this to my hair," you commented, twirling your hair to make yourself a bun. "He's gonna get pissed."
"That is why I'm sending him a picture."
You gasped, turning around to find Lucifer laying in bed with his D. D. D. pointed at you. Your eyes widened and Lucifer's grin only got wider as a mischievous laugh escaped from his lips. 
"Luci, don't you dare!" 
"Asmo," he said as he typed away. "Look what I found your little human doing. I'm sure you've already told them how to take care of their hair, haven't you? So I left this matter at your disposal to reach a solution and- oh!"
Forgetting about your hair, you let it all down as you rushed to Lucifer. He chuckled, jumping off the bed and running away from you. 
"Come back here!" 
This was unexpected... Lucifer was rarely in a playful mode. His eyes were shining mischievously and he was smiling widely, even laughing to himself as you chased him around his room. You couldn't help but smile as well, feeling excited butterflies fluttering inside your stomach at this sudden behavior of his. 
"Lucifer!" 
"And send- ack!" 
You, surprisingly, caught him. Your arms tightened around his waist and with your momentum, you were able to push him back onto the bed. You tried to wrestle him to get his phone, but he quickly hid his D. D. D under his body. 
"What- give it to me!" 
Lucifer grinned. "Why should I? That is my phone." 
You straddled his waist and tried to hug him so you could reach back for his phone, however, he kept fighting your arms, laughing and giggling at seeing you struggling. 
"Luci!" You were a little out of breath already. "If you don't give it to me now I'll-
"You'll what?" He challenged you, showing his fangs as he smirked. 
"I'll-" Your eyes were drawn to a path of exposed milky skin. Lucifer's hips protruded from his pajama pants and your hands immediately latched to them. "I'll tickle you."
Lucifer's eyes widened, but before he could stop you, you were squeezing that terribly ticklish spot right above his hips, those little muscles that made him laugh hysterically if you got him right. 
"AHAHAHA! Lehehehet gohoho!" He cackled, throwing his head back as he weakly tried to push your hands away. 
Tickling was probably the only thing that could incapacitate Lucifer from fighting back that was why he only let himself be ticklish about a few people. You, of course, his brothers and perhaps sometimes Diavolo, just to please him. 
You giggled, feeling him kick behind you as he squirmed and tried to stop your hands. 
"I'm not gonna stop until you delete that picture," you said, your thumbs rubbing circles against those spots, making Lucifer shriek with laughter as his cheeks turned pink. 
His hips twisted, but you followed his every move easily, not letting go of him once. 
"Unhahahand mehehehe!" He said, his laughter turning more desperate the more you tickled him there. 
"I will only if you hand your phone to me," you sang, pinching his hip with one hand and making him jump with loud laughter. "Otherwise you'll die of laughter and-"
"FIHIHINE!" He cried, little tears latched to his lashes. "I'll gihihive it to yohohou!" 
You stopped and Lucifer, giggling and trying to catch his breath, arched his back a little so he could pull his D. D. D out from under him. He gave it to you and you saw Asmo's chat open, but where was the picture? 
"I dihidn't tahake anything," he said and you looked down at him. "I was joking." 
You blinked incredulously. "Ah, so you wanted to play, huh? My Lucifer here wants to be playful? Then I'll have to take care of it."
Lucifer giggled as you put his phone aside and your hands went back to his hips, tickling him all over again. His rich, deep laughter filled the room all over again. 
"How's this, hmm? Did you want me to tickle you like this so you were misbehaving?" You teased, grinning widely and feeling your cheeks heating up looking at his flushed face and smiling mouth. 
How could he be so adorably playful like this? You could tell he was having so much fun right now and your heart fluttered. 
"Hehe, someone here is very ticklish- ah, n-nohoho!" 
"Ihihit's yohohou!" He said, grabbing your waist and tickling you back. 
He soon changed your positions and now you were under him as he tickled you mercilessly, jumping from spot to spot to have you shrieking with loud laughter. 
"Cheheheateheher! Lehehehet gohoho!" 
"I will if you apologize for tickling me," he said smirking down at you. 
"I wohohon't- AHAHAHA plehehease not thehehere!" 
"Are you sure?" 
He really was having fun. Opening one of your tightly shut eyes, you could see his beautiful grin and you felt happiness rushing through him. How could you possibly stop him from acting this way when he rarely did, besides, even though you were laughing your head off, you couldn't lie and say you weren't having fun yourself!
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A/N: We've got a trashy fic today huhu, wrote this in a hurry because I didn't have anything ready and I'm crying, but I hope you all enjoy it!
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otomiyaa · 2 months
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Not a Competition
Satan & Lucifer x Reader
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A/N: First one of the 2-part fics! With our lovely demons ^^ Special thanks to @hakurei-k!
Summary: An argument between Lucifer and Satan leads to you getting tickled to death by the both of them. Seriously!
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It was a funny feeling. Well, with funny you wouldn't refer to the merciless tickling which felt like absolute torture. Both Lucifer and Satan were definitely not going easy on you. No, what was funny, was that you could exactly tell their tickles apart, even when you weren't looking.
"Guhhuys! E-enough ahahalready! L-Lucehehe plehehease!" You tried convince the most reasonable of the two, but Lucifer was too busy right now, concentrating on tickling your stomach, abdomen and even your hipbones with recognizable precision.
Satan's tickling was different. He chose to wiggle his fingers against your sides and ribs, his fingers digging and clawing in a much fiercer way. Not because Satan was necessarily rough, but because in this case, he was so fired up. The reason being...
"Not a competition you said, hm? Satan? Then why are you trying so hard?" Lucifer sounded very smug despite taking part in such a silly joint tickle attack, making you the victim of all people.
"Tch, I only said you suck at tickling and you're the one who needed to demonstrate it immediately. So who's trying so hard, huh?" Satan's speech was emphasized with some really ticklish things he did to your ribs, and you struggled despite their grip on you and you kicked your legs.
"Whaha-hehehey! Not thehehere- agyahhaha!"
It was actually Lucifer who started it, he was being sneaky and thought to tickle you and make you giggle when no one was looking. But your laugh was a little too loud, resulting in Satan overhearing.
What happened after that was as they just said: Satan called Lucifer out for being a sucker when it came to tickling, which lead to Lucifer tickling you even more, asking Satan what part of this was him not doing it right, which invited Satan to join in and show Lucifer he was better at it and...
Well yeah. The rest was history. You were simply laughing your head off now and the only two who could make it stop were these two bickering demons, or anyone who would come to your aid, but you were aware the others knew better than to interfere with any argument between Lucifer and Satan, no matter how silly.
"AHAha nohoho! Stahahahap you bohohoth!" you cackled hysterically. Lucifer and Satan both looked at you.
Lucifer nodded, finally paying attention to you. You, the person laughing at his mercy.
"Oh we will eventually." Eventually!
"But you'll need to tell Satan he chose to challenge the wrong person," Lucifer continued, staying true to his title: Avatar of Pride. One of his hands was still wearing its glove, the other was already bare and spidering its fingers all over your poor ticklish tummy.
"WAHahahat?!" you laughed, trying to pull free, but Lucifer and Satan didn't need a lot of teamwork to keep you pinned down and helpless to their mischievous fingers.
"I didn't challenge anyone. Remember, it's not a competition. But! When I do ask you which one of us is better at tickle fights, I assume you know there's only one answer? And that is?" Satan asked, sounding a little bit out of breath as he continued to tickle you ruthlessly.
These two, really! Their fingers slowed down, making it clear to you they seriously did long to hear an answer to that question, and you gasped for air and shook your head tiredly.
"Well?" Lucifer asked. Even him! They really wanted you to tell them who was better at... tickling?!
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