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Genshin Master post!
I ran out of room for links on my intro post so I actually have to make one of these now.
Brat! - Lee!Venti Ler Zhongli and Raiden Ei
No Sad Lions! - Lee! Gaming and Chongyun Ler! Gaming, Chongyun, and Xingqui
Tag-Team Victory? - Switch! Gaming, Xingqui, and Chongyun
Liars! - Lee!Venti Ler! Raiden Ei
Shut Up! - Switch! Tighnari, Cyno, Kaveh, and Alhaitham
Request - Lee!Gaming Ler Venti
Vile Liquid - Lee! Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming Ler! Zhongli
Drunken Idiots - Lee! Venti and Kaeya Ler! Diluc
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Drunken Idiots
A/n: I change who I write so often- anywhos, this was really fun to write and I hope you guys enjoy the brotherhood between Kaeya and Diluc as much as I do. Poor Venti got neglected in this fic I'm so sorry! Also, this takes place where Diluc and Kaeya actually get along!
Word count: 1.4k
Lee: Kaeya and Venti (Implied Diluc at the end)
Ler: Diluc (implied kaeya at the end)
Warnings: Tickling and some cursing, if I missed anything, let me know!
Promt: Two Annoyances
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    Diluc started to regret everything he'd ever done in his life. He wondered what landed him here, in a tavern, basically babysitting an Archon and his adopted little brother. And they were drunk. Well, Venti was drunk. Kaeya was tipsy at best. 
    Nonetheless, Diluc refused to let them run around acting the way they were. Especially not Kaeya, considering he was much more of a nuisance with Venti than by himself. Even if it seemed like chasing energetic kittens around a living room with too many crawlspaces. 
    "Okay, no, you're all done. Come on, let's go sit down," Diluc directed, grabbing the other two's arms and sitting them in a booth nearby. He continued to block both of them from exiting by standing in the way. 
    "Awe, but Diluuuucccc~ can't you let us have some fun?" Venti pouted, giving his best puppy-dog eyes.
    "Yes, don't be a buzzkill, brother!" Kaeya joined.
    "No. Absolutely not," Diluc crossed his arms, glaring daggers at the two.
    "Dilliuuuuuuc~" Venti tried.
    "It's not gonna happen. I don't trust either of you."
    "What? You don't trust your own brother?" Kaeya gasped in mock offense.
    "No, I do not. Maybe we should just leave. I make better drinks than this place anyways."
    "How would you know? You never drink them…" The shortest turned away and rested his head on his chin.
    "Keeps me from being a drunken bastard like you and Kaeya. Besides, even you would agree with that," Diluc argued, taking the chance to poke Venti in the ribs to accentuate his point. The archon squeaked and shoved his arm down to his side. 
    "Don't."
    "Hmm, fine." 
    Diluc sat across from them, and they talked for a bit. Their nice conversation came to an end when Kaeya loudly interrupted with a yawn. 
    "Tired much?" Diluc teased, "Come on, maybe we should go home."
    "Oh, the night is still young, Diluc. No need to be rude!" Venti said.
    Said redhead scoffed, "Now we're definitely going home."
    And they did. Diluc had to drag Venti, of course, but Kaeya went willingly.
    When they finally arrived home, Venti pulled Kaeya over to him and whispered something.
    "You're crazy. There's no way we're doing that," Kaeya protested, "I've tried that many times and it doesn't end well-"
    "What are you planning?" Diluc questioned, leaning on the door frame.
    Venti waltzed over to him, reaching towards him. Diluc quickly grabbed his arm and spun him to face Kaeya. He put his hand on the back of the shorter's corset and began untying it.
    Diluc tsked, "Now I know you are Barbatos and what not, but you will not try that on me."
    "I'm sure I dohon't know what you mean, Master Diluc…" The bard defended.
    "I beg to differ, bard." 
    Diluc finished untying and tossed the archon's corset onto the table nearby, he then dug into the olders ribs with no mercy. Venti bursted into hysterical giggles immediately.
    Kaeya watched nervously as he crossed his arms protectively around himself, "I think I'll just-" He attempted to walk past the two, but was blocked by his brother shoving an arm out,
    "No, I don't think you will, little brother."
    "I don't like the way you said that," Kaeya stepped back in fear at Diluc's tone.
    "And I don't like the fact that you forced me to go to a tavern with you and you acted out."
    The threatening voice of Diluc was followed by the squeal of Venti, who had just tried to collapse on the floor after his sides were targeted. Diluc let him, easily following him while also dragging Kaeya down too. 
    Kaeya almost screamed, "What are you doing?! Let me go! Diluc!"
    The older just laughed, pulling him next to a hysterical Venti. 
    "Come on, Diluc, please!" Kaeya pleaded.
    "Pleheahase," Venti chimed in.
    Diluc moved his free hand to Kaeya, beginning to poke around his stomach.
    "Wait! Don't!" He yelled, grabbing at his brother's wrist and failing horribly.
    "Don't what?" Diluc teased.
    Kaeya, the poor man, realized too late what was happening and fell right into his brother's trap, "Tihickle me! Wait-"
    "Tickle you? Okay, since you asked."
    "WAIT that's not what I meant! Diluc! NOHOHO!"
    By that point, Diluc had begun scribbling into the younger's ribs, eliciting loud squeaks and full-blown laughter. Venti, who had been stuck in a giggle fit for the last couple minutes, attempted to revolt against their 'attacker' by reaching a trembling hand out to his side. 
   The redhead, busy with his brother, didn't notice until Ventis hand made contact with him. He jumped and squeezed the Archons lower ribs in retaliation. 
   "Why you little shit," he said.
   With both of Diluc's annoyances below him, he couldn't help but smirk at the situation. He continued to tickle them mercilessly, eventually switching to targeting their worst spots. Kaeya's hips and Venti's stomach. Both of them screamed and batted at Diluc's hand.
   "Pleheahse! Dihiluhuc, Ihi cahANT!" Venti laughed.
   "Dihiluhuc! Noho!" 
   "Say, Kaeya, does this remind you of when we were younger? Particularly of when you got on my nerves and someone had to pay a visit to you?" Diluc said menacingly.
   "Wahaihit! Dohont sahay ihit!" Kaeya flushed a new shade of red.
   "Why? Could it be that the Calvary Captain of the Knights of Favonius is flustered? Over such an insignificant thing such as tickling?" Diluc started, "Or is it that I was about to mention your old friend-?"
   "Dihiluhuc!" Kaeya was starting to dislike being the younger sibling. 
   Diluc only smirked, "Do you remember his name, Little Brother?"
   "Plehease dohont!" He cried.
   "I'll take that as a no. Venti, do you have a guess?" 
   Seeing this side of Diluc was rare. To the best of Kaeya's memory, he wasn't much of a teaser anyways. Except for when Kaeya really got on his brother's nerves. That's when Diluc brought out the meanest tease ever–
   "Thehe tihickle mohonster?" Venti giggled out. 
   Kaeya started to thrash. Usually when Diluc used the treacherous tickle monster it meant one thing.
   "You are right, bard. And do you happen to know what the tickle monster eats?" 
   This is when both of the ticklees attempted to glare at the redhead. Both of them thrashed harder and doubled their half-assed efforts to escape. The older brother persona in the usually stoic man was creeping out more by the second.
   "Raspberries."
   With that, Diluc rose Kaeya and Venti's shirts to their first rib, took in a large breath, and started with his brother. He lowered his head and blew a giant raspberry on Kaeya's stomach. 
   "DIHILUHUC NOHO!" Kaeya shoved at the olders head with his hands. He was really starting to hate being the younger sibling. Just when he was about to tap out, Diluc let him go and sucked in another breath. He faced Venti and gave him his raspberry.
    "NOHONOHONOHO! DIHILUHUC!" Venti tried turning every which way but to no avail. When Diluc was finally done, both men were in never-ending giggle fits. Kaeya recovered first, he sat up and glared at his brother. Diluc chuckled.
     "Of all ways I could get you to genuinely laugh, it's at my own expense?" He pouted.
     Diluc rolled his eyes, "You are just as much of a child as you were when you asked me to do this."
     Kaeya's face flamed red as Venti sat up, "You asked for that as a child? That's adorable, Kaeya!"
     "Shut up!" He covered his face, resulting in Diluc squeezing his side. 
     "Do not get embarrassed over that. It is not like I minded complying to your requests." Diluc smirked
     "You are not helping!" The bluenette argued, "What if I shared your roundabout ways of asking me for it?"
     The older one glared at him, "You wouldn't dare."
     "Oh but I would, brother."
     "Please do share!" Venti instigated.
     Diluc attempted to stand and leave but Kaeya lunged at him.
     "Ah ah ah, you are not getting out of this that easily," He feigned disappointment. He then began to scribble Diluc's underarm, going in for the kill immediately. The redhead, much against what he'd like to admit, squealed and started to laugh loudly. He struggled as his brother began to share embarrassing stories from their childhood to the literal Archon of Mondstadt and could do nothing.
     Safe to say Diluc will be getting revenge soon. 
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tyrant-tales · 6 days
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Guess who's working on a fiiicccc :))))
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tyrant-tales · 1 month
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Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Hiii Can u do lee!gaming? If u can pls and no rush... teehee
A/N: Hi! Thank you for the request! To explain the odd pairing, I let a wheel pick from all the genshin characters and it chose venti, so yeahh. Anywaysss I hope you enjoy!
Word Count: 1.3k
Lee: Gaming (kind of venti and Kaeya too)
Ler: Venti (kind of diluc and kaeya as well!)
Prompt: Loosen up!
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Gaming walked through the unfamiliar hills and paths, wondering why he had accepted this delivery. Apparently, Xiangling had to send a food package to someone named Kaeya in Mondstadt. 
     At least he gets to visit a new place, right? Plus, Mondstadt seemed like a cool nation! Except… for the mass amounts of hilichurl camps.
    Gaming stopped in his tracks, then ran behind a tree when he heard the voice, "Hey now! Look ihi- I'll gihive it back juhust please!" 
     "Maybe you should've thought about this before you stole the bottle," another person said.
     Gaming peaked out behind the tree to see two people, one shorter girl - is that a girl? - holding a wine bottle, and a taller man with red hair holding the person in place, trying to retrieve the bottle.
     "Um, excuse me?" Gaming questioned, finally walking into view, "I'm looking for somebody who is supposed to be living here?"
     The man with red hair spoke first, glaring at the shorter person, "Who are you looking for? They may be here."
     The shorter one seemed to be slightly red in the face, pulling their arm free from the redhead.
      "Um… his name is Kaeya-"
      "Dammit. I know him, unfortunately," the man said, cursing under his breath.
      "Oh, perfect! Is he available right now?" 
      "Maybe. First, who are you? And why do you need to see Kaeya?" He stepped forward, seemingly threatening Gaming.
      "Oh! Okay, um, I am Gaming, a delivery guard from Liyue. I am here to deliver a food package from Ms. Xiangling," He feigned confidence, "Who are you, may I ask?"
      "I am Diluc, the owner of this winery. This right here is Venti. I wouldn't pay him much mind, he's just a pain," Diluc said, "The person you're looking for is my…ugh… brother."
      "Okay! So… Do you want me to leave it out here or-?" He began. It seemed Diluc noticed Venti slipping away.
      "Venti, get back here with that bottle!" He yelled. 
      Venti stopped and turned, "Make me!"
      "Why you little-" Diluc started, running after Venti. He quickly caught him and dragged him back to the winery. Gaming could've sworn he saw him squeeze ventis ribs a couple times.
      "You brat," Diluc mumbled, "Anyways, he just went out to get something from the city. Would you like to stay for a drink?"
      "Oh, I don't drink, I'm sorry!" Gaming rushed.
      "Me either, don't worry."
      Venti scoffed, "You both have never experienced true happiness before!"
      "Says the drunken bard," Diluc scowled, "Anyways, I have things other than wine if you want a drink, Kaeya won't be back for a bit and I don't trust this bard around anything."
      "I appreciated the offer but- oh nevermind. I guess knowing a few people in Mondstadt won't be a bad thing."
      "Come with me," the redhead walked off, dragging the bard along with him. Gaming followed closely behind.
      The three walked in almost silence. Venti was complaining the entire way. Every time he said something, Diluc would just squeeze his ribs and he'd shut up. Gaming flushed slightly everytime it happened, which was a lot.
       Finally, they'd arrived in a dining roomish area.
      "My apologies for the long walk. Can I get you anything to drink?" He asked.
      Gaming smiled brightly, "No, thank you!"
      "Are you sure?"
      "Very sure. Thank you for the offer though!"
      Venti appeared behind Gaming, "Y'know, you don't have to be so uptight. You can relax a bit," he grinned, scribbling into Gaming's neck.
      "AH!" He yelped, attempting to turn and face the drunkard. Said person had stars in his eyes.
      Diluc stepped between the two, glaring at Venti, "Don't be mean. Just because you like it doesn't mean everyone else does."
      "You don't have room to talk! Kaeya is very honest when hes drunk, you know that right? He tells me everything about your childhood!"
      The taller flinched at the memories, frowning at him, "Kaeya doesn't always tell the truth."
      "What's that about the truth?" A new person walked into the room. He had dark blue hair and an eyepatch.
      "Ah, Kaeya. How kind of you to join us," Ventil beamed, "Could you tell me, did Diluc like being ti-"
      "Shut up!" 
      Gaming stood awkwardly as the three argued for a minute. He was about to just set the package down and leave when Kaeya noticed him.
      "Oh hello there! Who are you?" He smiled warmly. 
      "I am Gaming, I'm here with a package from Xiangling." He said, holding out the tiny brown box.
      "Oh! Well then, thank you for going through the trouble of coming here. Here is compensation," the man tried to hand him mora, but Gaming retracted his hands.
      "No need, really! Just being able to come here was enough!"
      Venti snuck up behind Gaming again, this time grabbing his sides and squeezing, "You really need to lighten up!"
       The youngest laughed and squirmed slightly, trying to avoid hurting anybody. Diluc looked furious, but seeing Gaming showing no signs of discomfort, he let the antics continue. 
       The brunette finally got to face the bard and immediately sunk to the ground. His attacker followed him easily, pushing him to the ground fully and targeting his stomach. Gaming shrieked and fell into cackles.
        Kaeya chuckled and knelt down next to the two, joining Venti in wrecking the younger. He went after his ribs, to which he arched his back slightly and kicked out his legs. 
        "Wow, you're worse than Diluc is! Shocking…" Kaeya teased, looking back at his now flustered brother. 
       "Why ahare yohou dohoing thihis?" Gaming wriggled, but making no attempt to actually get away.
       Venti giggled innocently, "Because you were being too uptight! It's okay to relax for once."
       "Too bad Diluc is over there pouting, he'd really show you how to relax!" Kaeya remarked, obviously to provoke his brother.
       Diluc walked over slowly, then grabbed Kaeya and brought him to the ground, "I'll show you how to shut up!" He yelled before sticking his hands under Kaeyas coat to tickle his ribs. 
       Venti stared, not relenting his own attack, "And they say I'm childish! They fight like this everyday and I'm the childish one? I'm older than both of them!"
       "Whahat? Yohou lohohook lihike yohou ahare 17!" He squeaked when the bard shot his hands into the youngers underarms. Loud belly laughter came out after that.
       "Oh believe me, I'm much older than 17." 
       Gaming didn't respond. He just lied on the ground, taking the tickles like a champ (Not really, but he was doing better than most would).
       Venti got bored quickly, so he changed tactics. He began to jump around different spots, only lingering for a couple seconds, just to keep Gaming on his toes. 
       Only a couple minutes later did venti take a break, slightly out of concern for Kaeya. Diluc had not given him a break and was ruthlessly digging into Kaeya worst spot.
      Diluc seemed to notice the staring, "He's fine. If he tells you so much about our childhood, he should've told you about all the fights he lost."
      Venti nodded before turning to his own victim, "Are you still comfortable? I can let you go if you want."
      Gaming took one more deep breath, "You um… you can keep going if you want…" He blurted out before covering his face with his hands.
      "Will do! Now… where to go…" Venti pondered for a moment, "Aha! How about… here!" He skittered his fingers across Gaming's shoulder and neck, absolutely loving the response. Gaming snorted and squeaked in between giggles, hiding his face as if his life depended on it.
       Venti cooed silently, not wanting to ruin the fun by embarrassing the kid. He let it continue for a couple minutes before stopping, noticing the youngers breathing go a bit wonky.
       "You okay?" 
       "Yeheah, I'm fihine," Gaming propped himself on his elbows to meet Ventis eyes, "Thank you."
       "Hm?"
       "I needed a laugh, so thank you!" He repeated.
       "Oh, yes, of course!" The bard glanced out the window, noticing the darkness, "I'll help you get home, since it is so late. Tell Zhongli hello for me!"
       Gaming's wind glider seemed to go a bit faster that night. 
       And yes, he did say hi to Zhongli for Venti.
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Vile Liquid
A/n: Thank you @powerrangers15 for this idea because GENIUS. Sooooo this is made with Xingyun in mind, but it does not have to be read that way if you don't want to! Enjoy!
Wordcount: 1.7k
Lees: Gaming, Chongyun, Xingqui and partially Zhongli
Lers: Zhongli, Gaming, Xingqui, and partially Madame Ping
Prompt: How rude!
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Normally, seeing Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming running down the streets of Liyue Harbor was nothing out of the ordinary. Today, however, watching old man Zhongli chase after them was different.
    How did they get in this predicament? Well, somebody (cough cough, Xingqui, cough cough) thought it would be funny to give the old man coffee instead of tea, which didn't end well. Zhongli took one sip and immediately glared daggers at the teen. Gaming and Chongyun didn't actually do anything, but Xingqui dragged them into the whole mess.
    So now, there they were. Sprinting between crowds and taking any shortcuts to lose their tail.
    "Why did you drag us into this?" Chongyun groaned while turning a sharp corner.
    "You were willing to let me suffer all alone?" Xingqui pouted, "Besides, I always drag you into things."
    Gaming just laughed, "C'mon, it's not like you mind it anyways!"
    Chongyun stayed quiet, continuing to run as if his life depended on it. For all he knew, it did. 
     All three teens kept their pace but came to an abrupt stop. They'd run straight into a dead end. Right as they turned to run, Zhongli stepped into view and blocked their exit.
     "It appears you can't run anymore," Zhongli chuckled. Xingqui stepped back into the wall, whereas the other two kept their stance.
     Chongyun looked back at his friends, one looked slightly worried and the older one just smiled. Of course, they all knew the old man wouldn't hurt them, but slight fear still settled in. 
     "So? Who's idea was it?" The eldest asked. 
     Chongyun sighed and stepped forward. Hoping to protect his friend, he lied, "It was mine," His friends' heads shot over to him.
     "But it wasn't? It was mine," Xingqui defended, as he walked up next to the two teens.
     "It wasn't mine, but I did think it was kind of funny, I won't lie," Gaming admitted.
     "What I am hearing is that all three of you had at least some part of it," Zhongli shook his head, "Vile liquid, truly." 
     The youngest teen laughed quietly.
     "I see this is still funny to you."
     "Just a bit, yes."
     "Why don't I give you something better to laugh about, then?" The former Archon tackled Xingqui to the floor. Which didn't take a lot of effort, considering how Zhongli dwarfed the younger in both height and strength. 
     "AGH! Hey, hey! Wait! Ihim sohorry!!!" He pleaded, immediately giggling when the old man scribbled against his sides.
     "I do believe it is a little late for that," He paused to glance at the other two staring in awe, "if you both try to run again, it'll be worse for you."
     After that, they both decided against trying to escape. So they just stared at their friend.
     "I feel kind of bad, but he had it coming."  Gaming said.
     Chongyun pulled out a popsicle and started to eat it, he seemed to be blushing, "I never feel bad. He always dishes it out then drags me into it too," he smiled endearingly, "Hey, now you'll be a part of that tradition too!"
      "This happens often then?"
      "Basically everyday. You really should visit more, it's kind of entertaining." 
      "ZHONGLI pleheahase ihim sohorry!" Xingqui pleaded. Zhongli just shook his head and smirked.
      "Maybe next time do not go after me for your schemes. You know well enough the outcome," he paused to drag his hands up to the youngers ribs, "Come to think of it, it is almost like you try to get this to happen."
       Xingquis squirming intensified and he blushed brighter, "Thahats nohot- ihi dohont-AH!" 
       "Interesting sentence there. Mind explaining what 'ah!' means?" The ex-achron never let him answer; he drilled his fingers into the spaces between the youngests upper ribs. Xingqui screeched.
       "Woah! You're so loud," Gaming teased. He knelt next to the lee's head and patted it. 
       Xingqui shook his head to get Gaming's hand away, to which Gaming gasped dramatically.
       "Oho, you offended Gaming. I'll visit your grave, don't worry." Chongyun laughed, finishing his popsicle.
        The boy in question followed Zhonglis technique, drilling into his underarms ruthlessly.
       "NOHO PLEHEAHASE! STOHOP!!" He screamed, twisting and turning in every direction. Both of his 'attackers' let up, the older one turning towards the other menacingly. 
       "Wait, why are you looking at me like that?" Gaming said, slightly backing up to the best of his ability on his knees, "Nonono! Wait, no!" 
      Despite his pleading, he was tackled to the ground right next to Xingqui. Zhongli then Squeezed his sides, then he relished in the adorable giggles that followed.
      Xingqui sat up and looked over to Chongyun pleadingly. Chongyun walked over to him and sat next to him. Xingqui fell into the other's arms and laughed quietly. 
       "I don't feel bad for you, so don't try to get that out of me," the older chided. Xingqui whined slightly before leaning further into the hug. Chongyuns face went bright red.
       Zhongli spidered across Gaming's ribs, eliciting a shriek, "Well, you seem to be even more ticklish than Xingqui and Chongyun. I did not know that was possible, Gaming."  
      "Shuhush!" He yelled.  
      Zhongli just nodded in disapproval. He switched from spidering to squeezing with one hand and poking with the other, staying on his ribs. Gaming moved from side to side, laughing sweetly. 
      "How endearing," The eldest chuckled, moving his fingers to Gaming's stomach and scribbling. Gaming just shook his head, trying to get rid of the sensations. 
      Xingqui perked his head up and motioned for (a very red) chongyun to let him go, to which he complied. The youngest got behind Zhongli and squeezed his sides.
      He straightened his back and turned quickly, grabbing Xingqui and pulling him next to Gaming on the floor. Chongyun stared in awe of the stupidity of the situation.
      "Now that, child, was not very smart of you," Zhongli feigned a frown while attacking both of the teens under him. Chongyun backed up into the wall and observed, knowing he was probably, no, definitely next. 
      "Yohou ahalreheahady gohot mehe! Why ahagahain?!" Xingqui cried out, wriggling violently. 
      Gaming accidentally whacked Xingqui in the arm trying to protect himself. Zhongli, much against his morals, laughed at that. Xingqui kind of deserved it.
      Zhongli focused on those two for about 5 more minutes before letting them go. Both instinctively curled up on themselves, trying desperately to get rid of the phantom tickles. 
     "Chongyun," Zhongli said, making the younger flinch, "I believe it is your turn." 
     The boy in question stayed seated against the wall, but stared at the old man, blushing profusely.
     "Alright, come here," Zhongli ordered before basically picking up the teen and dragging him to the floor entirely. 
     "Agh! Waitwait! Ihi didn't even doho anything!" Chongyun attempted before shutting up completely when his side was attacked. He laughed immediately, softly batting at Zhonglis hands. 
     "Ah ah ah, hitting isn't very nice," Zhongli deadpanned, grabbing chongyun hands and pulling them up. He looked over to the two recovering teens, "If you help me now, I will go easy on you next time."
     They both seemed to contemplate it, Xingqui standing up first, "I'll help because I want to. It's not for your satisfaction, I just want to see my dear friend smile."
     Chongyun yelped, "You are such a traitor!" Despite Chongyun acting upset, he didn't fight Xingqui when he took his arms, nor did he fight to get free at all. 
     "Mm.. I'm sure you think I'm a traitor." 
     Gaming decided to join them, sitting next to Chongyuns legs. 
     "Noho, not you too!" Chongyun complained. 
     "Yehes me too!" Gaming teased. He experimentally squeezed the youngers thigh. He squeaked and kicked out his legs. Gaming grinned wildly. 
     Zhongli brought his fingers to life on Chongyun's stomach, to which he giggled and tried to curl up. Xingqui smiled down at his friend, wincing back at the loud squeak from the poking at the bluenettes thighs. 
     "You know, you're really cute like this," Xingqui booped his friend's nose, causing him to blush brighter than before. 
     "Ihaha cahant- ACK- Ihim tohoo- plehehease!" 
     "Awe, you are just adorable, haha!" Gaming complimented, skittering his fingers across the lees knees (hah see what I did there?).
     Chongyun dug his heels into the ground, trying to avoid kicking anybody. 
     Xingqui, out of fear of Chongyun hitting his head, moved to sit criss cross. He then moved the olders head to his lap for protection.
     "Are you just too ticklish? Is that what you're trying to say?" Xingqui finally said, "That's just soooooo cute, 'Yun!"
     "Shuhut uhup!"
     "What? I'm complimenting you!" He gasped in mock offense, "Is it too flustering for you? Awe, Chongyun." 
     The exorcist yelped when Zhongli targeted his upper ribs, beginning to cackle loudly. 
     "What is going on here?" A familiar voice called out. 
     Zhongli turned his head, "Ah, Madame Ping, hello."
     "Oh Zhongli, are you bullying these young children? How very rude!" She made her way to the old man, who had since gotten off of Chongyun. The teen was taking heavy breaths.
      "Oh no, I assure you they started this ordeal."
      "How can I be sure? Why don't I just teach you why you don't bother kids right now?" She threatened. Chongyun had migrated to hugging Xingqui, who lazily traced shapes on his back, making him giggle. 
      "I do not believe that would be necessary, Madame Ping," Zhongli defended. He seemed slightly nervous.
      "Oh but look at that boy-"
      "He does not mind it, truly," Zhongli interrupted.
      "And now you interrupt me? Oh I'll teach you a lesson, Zhongli!" She pounced at him. 
      Zhongli jumped before being taken to the floor. Xingqui and Gaming shared looks, seemingly thinking how did she take him down? 
      "I- they really did cause this whole thing, please, I am not lying!"
      Gaming had a mischievous look in his eye, "We did nothing! He just chased us here and attacked us so rudely!"
      Zhongli rolled his eyes. He quickly shut his eyes when his stomach was poked by Madame Ping.
     "Please not in front of them…" He pleaded.
     "Oh fine. Come with me, you bully," she teased, winking at the teens.
     Safe to say Madame Ping would be a new go to for ways to bother the old man.
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Quick question
Do yall like Xingyun?
Would you be mad if I used the ship in a fic?
Or would that be good?
Please I need to know 😭
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Hey yall, currently working on a request! I'll have it out as soon as possible.
I have a couple things in the works right now, some requested and some not. I'll try to get requests out first, and I apologize for the long amount of time this is taking me!
Okay, love yall! Bye byes!
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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I'm glad you've come back from your disappearance to say this. I hope you didn't stress too much about this, love </3
Okay okay hopefully last thing about Wilbur Soot.
Looking back at his lyrics (yes I hyperannylized this shit, I have no regrets) it all makes sense now.
I never wanted to say anything like this, but the lyrics “All this over a kiss. You weren’t there, so why you pressed by this?” Always stood out as kind of shitty. Again, that’s just my opinion and it probably means nothing in the current situation, I just wanted to get that off my chest.
Besides this, his lyrics in general just kind of seem shitty. He wrote about abuse and horrible people. How jealousy can drive anger and abuse. He wrote about everything he was. Angry, shitty, jealous, and abusive.
We all know Shubble and Niki aren’t the only victims. That’s obvious. The people he was close to, his friends, though they may not have spoken out, they were manipulated too.
Just like Billzo said in his response. He saw Wilbur be an ass towards his friends. He saw manipulation. But nothing could be said thanks to the platform he once had.
Looking back at old streams, too, there’s so much stuff we passed off as brotherly. We didn’t know any better, of course. That’s not our fault. It’s Wilbur’s. He tricked us. He tricked his friends.
Remember when Tommy said he felt uncomfortable around Wilbur, and he just came in and pushed Tommy away. No? I didn’t either. Because we were tricked into believing that Wilbur was being helpful. Manipulation at its finest.
Everything was just so fucked up. And there may have been signs, as I’ve just pointed out, but we didn’t notice. Nobody could have noticed. There was no way anyone could take one look at him and have gone “this guys an abuser”.
Anyone can say they knew all along, but did they? Sure, they could have been skeptical but that doesn’t mean they were sure he was an ass. In all reality, we were all just fans who were fooled by him into believing he did, and could do, nothing wrong.
That’s not anybody’s fault but his.
One final thing, nobody who was involved with the abuser owes anything. No apology. No statement. They don’t even have to acknowledge the situation.
It’s their lives. But the fuck out of it. They owe nobody anything. Let them cope.
Let them find their stance on the situation. If they choose to say something, good for them. If they choose move on and never say anything about it, that’s not our business.
Leave them alone
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Hellooo!! I love your fanfiction about xingqiu gaming chongyun so much! And I also liked the fact that you're bringing zhongli into the fics... If you have time, please consider writing the continuation of the fic where gaming himself is tickled by Zhongli... probably you can add xingqiu and chongyun elements to the fic as well... P.S. please no foot tickles hehe Thank you so much!
   Hi!! Thank you so much for requesting! I was so happy to write this. My apologies for the length of time this took me. A lot of stuff happened recently, I got a bit distracted. Also, sorry it is short, I lost motivation halfway through. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this!
Lee: Gaming
Ler: Zhongli
Word count: 860
Summary: Gaming is looking for something to do before his shift as a guard. Zhongli decides to help him out a bit
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Gaming walked through Liyue Harbor with Man Chai right by his side. He was hoping to get some tea before his shift as a guard, which just happened to be in a couple hours. When he turned the corner to the market, he caught a glimpse of a familiar face.
    Man Chai disappeared as Gaming picked up his pace. He stood behind the other and grabbed his shoulder, which was kind of difficult thanks to the height difference. 
    "Hello, Zhongli!" Gaming said cheerily.
    "Ah, Gaming. How are you today?" Zhongli turned towards the younger and looked around, "No Chongyun or Xingqui? What are they up to?"
    "Oh, they went out of the city for a bit. I couldn't go because of my job as a guard today."
    "Well, do you have time for some tea? I know you are not one for being alone," Zhongli paused to sip his drink," Besides, it would be nice to catch up without certain teenagers making plans against me." 
     Gaming giggled slightly, remembering the last time Xingqui conspired against the older. "I do have a couple hours to work with, so tea sounds great!"
     The two took a seat at a table and slipped into conversation. They must've talked for at least half an hour, with their conversation actually being pleasant. However, Man Chai just had to cause drama.
     The lion appeared and crawled all over Gaming, making him giggle. Zhongli stared at the two in confusion. The older smiled as Gaming finally managed to push the mischief maker away.
   "You rascal," Gaming joked, patting Man Chai's head, "Sorry about that, what were you saying?"
   "I can't recall. It seems I got a bit distracted," Zhongli stood, "How about a walk?"
   "Ohh! Sure! I've got time to kill," Gaming rose, and Man Chai disappeared once again. 
    The old man seemed a bit perplexed at the phrase, but decided not to ask about it. (I'd like to point out that his thought process was that the goddess of time has already passed, but it can be interpreted as him not knowing lingo!) They both started off towards the outskirts of the city. 
    A new discussion had started, but somehow Man Chai had been brought up, "He seems rather… mischievous? And yet his name means well behaved." Zhongli pondered.
    "Yeah, the name was supposed to influence good behavior, but it has only done the opposite," Gaming grinned widely, "Now he just annoys me every chance he gets. He's kind of like Xingqui, actually." 
    "I can imagine."
    They continued to talk about the lion, Gaming even shared stories about him. The peacefulness came to an abrupt end when the youngest tripped on a rock hidden by grass and face planted. He rolled onto his back and started to laugh at himself.
     Zhongli knelt down to check on him, "Are you alright?"
     "Yeheah I'm fihine," he sat up.
     "Are you sure? Allow me to check for scrapes or cuts," The oldest grabbed Gaming's arm and pulled it slightly, examining for any harm.
     "I'm okay! Truly, nothing is wro-AH!" Gaming flinched drastically, making Zhongli stop in his tracks. 
     "Did that hurt?"
     "No, you just shocked me a little."
     "Is that so? So this 'shocks' you then?" He poked the other's side again, just as he had done when checking for any bruises. 
     Gaming jumped again, "Yehes, it does. Wait, why are you looking at me like that? Waitwaitwait!! Nohoho!" 
     In Gaming's attempt to scramble away, Zhongli gripped his side and Squeezed repeatedly. 
     "Well, I have to say that this is quite endearing," he said, letting out a small chuckle of his own.
     Gaming had already collapsed onto his back, so Zhongli took advantage of his stomach being exposed. He scribbled across his target and grinned at the reaction it elicited. 
     "You remind me of an old friend of mine, he was quite like you. I do wonder if he still is…" He reminisced.
     "Whahats hihis nahame? Ihi cahan hehelp yohou fihind him!"
     "Oh, no no, I will not bore you with that. I know where he is well enough. You should really just focus on you, anyways." 
     Zhongli moved his hands to Gaming's ribs, causing him to shriek and fall into adorable cackles. 
     "See? Is that not much better?" He said, digging his fingers in between each rib. Gaming was going ballistic.
     "Thihis ihis nohot fahair!" 
     "This is plenty fair, you just happen to not like the circumstances. Well, you pretend to not, anyways," Zhongli pointed out. Gaming seemed to grow a tiny bit more red. He was almost matching his hair at this point. 
      The older took this as his sign to switch his focus back to the brunette's sides. His cackles slowed to bubbly giggles once again. Zhongli smiled.
      "I could get used to you laughing like this. It really is endearing."
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      "Woah, what happened to you, dude?" One of Gaming's co-workers asked the second he walked into the building.
      "Some… er… extra training. Nothing serious. I just didn't get to freshen up before coming here, haha!" Gaming feigned a smile despite the soreness in his cheeks. He made a mental note to never test Zhongli. Ever.
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Okay I'm sorry it's taken me this long to address this. I'm working on moving on from this whole Wilbur Soot thing, so consider this my final goodbye to him.
I've been a fan of wilbur since early 2019, I've never thought of him as a bad person. I never would have imagined him doing this, none of us would've.
Now of course, this isn't about me, it's about Shelby. I give her my whole heart in apologies and I hope she heals from her abuse. Shelby didn't deserve anything that happened and it was cruel that he put her through that.
I'm glad that Tubbo has shown his dislike toward the situation. I'm hoping that Tommy takes his time in expressing his views. He deserves a break, especially after everything. While I don't know about Ranboo or Phil, I wish for them to be doing okay. I hope everybody who was friends with Wilbur moves on to be okay.
As for everybody else, and by that I mean his fan base, I hope you can move on too. Please stop supporting him. If you continue, you will no longer be supporting a streamer. You will not be supporting a mildly problematic YouTuber. You will be supporting an abuser. That is not okay.
I encourage you to leave his name in the past. Don't give him money, or views, or a platform, or even the satisfaction of having people who still care for him. I can't force you, but please.
Thank you. And goodbye Wilbur Soot.
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Annnnnddd there's no more wilbur for me :)
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Alright, sorry I've been dead, I just got home from a gymnastics competition so I've been a bit busy. I'm working on a couple fics rn and I'll have them out as soon as possible, I promise! Love yall <3
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Tag-Team Victory?
A/n: So I'd like to point out that I looked up the ages for all three of these boys and I confirmed that Chongyun is exactly 17, whereas Xingqui is 16-17 which I took as him being younger than Chongyun. Also, Gaming's age is just "young man" so I assume that means 18-19. Keep this in mind and enjoy <3! Also 2 fics in 2 days? I'm on a rollllllll
Word count: 1.1k
Switch: Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming
Warnings: tickles! If I need to add anything let me know.
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"Are you sure about this?" Chongyun asked, looking towards Xingqui in fear of the plan. Xingqui's ideas had never ended well for either of them before. Like the time he thought sneak-attacking Zhongli would be funny, which ended with both of them being tickled to tears. Chongyun was sure this plan of his would not end any differently than the last 40 times they'd done this. 
    "Of course! It'll be fine, don't worry," Xingqui reassured the other. 
    The teen sighed, shaking his head. Yet, he kept pace with his friend as they marched through Chenyu Vale. "I'm just saying, we don't even know if Gaming is ticklish. What if he's not and it's just another Zhongli situation again?"
    Xingqui laughed, "Well, two things. Zhongli was ticklish, he just was stronger than us. Also, it's not like either of us minded the outcome." He winked and ran faster. 
    Chongyun stopped for a second to gape at his friend while he blushed, but ran to catch up. They eventually came to a stop in the market, noticing their target buying tea from a vendor. Xingqui ran and slung his arm around the guard, laughing at the jump from the sudden contact.
    "Hey! It's been awhile, hasn't it?" Gaming smiled, "Well? Where's your partner in crime?"
    "Right here," Chongyun groaned, "Did you have to run all the way over here?" 
    "Yes. It was necessary," Xingqui teased, "Besides, we want to show you something cool! Come with us!" The teen dragged both of his friends to a grassy hill a bit away from the harbor.
    "I see you have energy today, haha!" Gaming joked as he looked over at a panting Chongyun, tired from running. 
    "Oh, you know, just excited to see you again!" The youngest plopped onto the grass, pulling the other two down with him. Chongyun mumbled something. "What was that, dear friend?" 
    "I just said I am excited too!" He forced a grin. Gaming tilted his head, but decided to ignore the underlying sarcasm. Xingqui poked the other's side, to which he squeaked and glared at him. 
     Gaming chuckled softly, "We'll aren't you a ray of sunshine!" 
    "You will be," he grumbled lightheartedly.
    "Am I not already?" 
    "Haha, okay. Let's move on!" Xingqui blurted quickly, "Say, Gaming, I'm quite curious about something. Would you allow me to find the answer?"
    "Well, what are you wondering?" He questioned.
    Xingqui looked over to Chongyun, the latter nodded. "Do you happen to be ticklish?"
    "I- uhm… what does it matter?" He laughed nervously.
    "Just a simple question. You have the answer, right?" Xingqui smirked.
    "Ha… well uhm I guess I do, but why do you want to know?
    "Oh my Archon you take forever don't you?" Chongyun chimed in. Before anything else could be said, he pounced on Gaming and trapped him. "Well? He's all yours."
    "Oho, you were rather impatient today. But it seems like this may work in our favor!"
    "Skip the theatrics, please..."
    "Woah woah wahait… what ahare you dohoing?" Gaming wriggled on the ground.
    "Isn't it obvious? I thought it was obvious." Xingqui shook his head and sat next to Gaming. Then he wiggled his fingers above the olders stomach. He seemed to get the gist. 
    "Are yohou tag-teheaming mehe?" 
    "Of course, haha! Two against one is more likely for success, right, Chongyun?"
    Said teen was flushed a shade of pink, but he nodded silently. 
    Apparently tired of stalling, Xingqui attacked the oldests stomach, skittering back and forth. He squealed and began to giggle hysterically, his smile happy and bright. His 'attackers' glanced towards each other, both having noticed his little attempt to get away or even muffle his laughter. They couldn't help but let the corners of their mouths upturn. This was too adorable.
    Chongyun slouched his head forward to look at Gaming; his eyes were shut tight, his nose was scrunched up, and his lips curled into a wide, open-mouthed grin with carefree laughter pouring out. The blue haired teen thought he would die from the cuteness of the situation.
     Xingqui, on the other hand, had stars in his eyes. He was laser focused on drawing out more and more giggles from Gaming. Nobody spoke for at least 45 seconds, just listening to one of the crazy plans actually working. Chongyun got curious though, so he tried something.
    Everyone froze, even Gaming, because of what Chongyun did. He'd taken his hand and experimentally spidered along the olders neck and shoulders, which caused him to squeak and snort.
    "Oh my, that was so cute! Make him do it again!" Xingqui said, practically bouncing on his knees. He had stopped to let Gaming breathe, but it didn't last long. Chongyun repeated his tactic from earlier, not stopping when the 'victim' snorted this time.
    "I do have to admit, this idea of yours really played out well this time. We must've gotten lucky." 
    "I don't know whether to be offended or not, but I'll take it as a compliment for now," both teens laughed, "Actually, Gaming, are you sure it's safe for a guard to be this ticklish? What if someone found out about this? You'd be in danger!" 
    "Nohobohody ihis crahazy ehenohough toho try ihit!"
    "We were, so why wouldn't somebody else?" Xingqui questioned. He never gave the other a chance to reply, though; he'd drilled his fingers into Gaming's ribs, relishing in the cackle it gave. It went on like this for maybe another minute before Gaming pleaded for them to stop. They listened, obviously, and let him curl into a ball. 
     After they offered him water, he didn't answer, which worried the two. However, Gaming sat up ominously and stared at them for a second. They got nervous for a moment, worried they'd made him upset. That came to an end when they saw the small smirk on his face.
    Gaming jumped at both of them, pinning them both with each of his knees and keeping them from sitting up with his hand on their stomachs, "You didn't really think I'd let you have all the fun, right?" He teased before scribbling over their sides.
     Xingqui and Chongyun had both tried to roll away, but the guard was stronger than them combined.
     "Where are ya goin'?" Gaming said before crawling his hands up both their ribs. Xingqui gave a slight scream before cackling and Chongyun squawked and fell into hysterical laughter. 
     "Yohou ahare EHEVIHIL!" Xingqui yelped between cackles. Chongyun nodded aggressively, as he was unable to speak through his laughter. 
     "Me? Noooo. I'm so nice!" Gaming giggled innocently, as if he wasn't wrecking two teens. He switched to drilling his thumbs into their underarms, and both of them fell silent immediately. He let it stay like this for a couple seconds before letting up, "Woah woah, breathing is still important, so let's keep doing that!" He chided.
      "Ihits your fahault we couldn't breheathe!" The youngest frowned to the best of his ability, but Gaming quickly put an end to it by squeezing his side. Chongyun had collapsed into the fetal position and was trying to get rid of the phantom tickles. 
      "How about we get some tea. It's on me!" Gaming offered. He didn't let the other two argue before dragging them back to the Harbor and forcing them to have a cup of hot tea.
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Okay okay Gaming, Xingqui, and Chongyun is now my favorite trio and I will now write more for them. (I'll work on the characterization too, sorry for the other fic being ooc)
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No Sad Lions!
A/n: Hi! This was so fun to write! Also, it's my first time writing for all three of these characters, so I'm so sorry if it's ooc!
Word count: 1.9k
Warnings: Tickles, and a bit of angst in the start! If I need to add anything, please let me know!
Lee: Gaming and Chongyun
Ler: Chongyun, Xingqui, and Gaming
Prompt: C'mom, Smile!
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So there Gaming sat, thinking of his mother once again. Thinking of all the ways he could have messed up, or did mess up. Why couldn't he have been better? No, he can't think like that. He's supposed to be the happy one, why couldn't he act like it? He took a deep breath; fretting over everything now wouldn't change anything. But still, he found himself ready to sob. Was it all his fault?
   Gaming startled when he heard a branch snap. "Who's there?" He quickly rubbed his eyes and stood up. "Show yourself!" Just in case, Gaming summoned his claymore, preparing for the worst. Have treasure hoarders been stalking him?
    Oddly enough, a young boy with blue hair, maybe 16, stumbled out from the brush around him. "What the- are you okay?" Gaming rushed over to the boy, checking for injuries.
    "No, no! I'm okay, don't worry about me!" The boy said, "I heard crying, I wanted to make sure everything was okay."
    "Oh, yeah, that," Gaming stopped, suddenly aware of a stray tear running down his cheek.
     The blue haired boy took another step towards Gaming, "We'll, What's wrong? Maybe I can help?" He seemed worried, despite the two never meeting before, it seemed like he cared.
     "Oh, I-i um…" He choked back a sob and forced a smile, "I'm fine! No need to be so worried! We don't even know eachothers names yet!" 
     The stranger frowned slightly, "I'm Chongyun, an exorcist in training. What's your name?" He tilted his head and smiled sadly.
     "I'm Gaming, I work as a guard." His facade dropped for a moment, showing Chongyun how truly upset he was.
    "So, Gaming, how can I help? And don't say you're fine, I can tell you're not." Chongyun poked the other's stomach to make sure his point got across, noticing the slight flinch he gave. 
     "I- I don't know. I wouldn't want to burden you!" He insisted, wiping his eyes to rid them of further tears.
     Chongyun frowned once again. "Would I be a good person if I let you sit here in sadness? Let me help, please."
     Gaming tried to keep it together. He really did. However, he collapsed back onto the log he was sitting on earlier and cried. He didn't know why he let himself be so vulnerable in front of someone he just met, but he felt he could trust this Chongyun kid.
    "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm here, okay? Do you want to tell me what happened?" Gaming nodded but it took him a second to gain his composure. Chongyun waited patiently, rubbing his back while he took deep breaths. 
    "I'm sorry, i-i don't usually break down in front of people I just met." He barked out a hoarse laugh. It sounded really upsetting. "I just… thought about someone who was important to me. I kept telling myself it was my fault. I… I've never… I don't usually think like that. It's scary."
    Chongyun gave a weak smile. Gaming hated how it felt pitiful. Why did he tell him that?
   "I can understand that. Self doubt is a weird thing, and I hate it. Whatever happened, I'm sure you didn't do anything wrong. Even if you did, if they loved you, they should've forgiven you."
    But she didn't. That was all he could think. But then again, she didn't really get the chance. 
     "Thank you. I appreciate it, really. I'm sorry I put that burden on you, I really shouldn't have."
     "You know," Chongyun started, "you say sorry too much. Telling someone your problems isn't a bad thing. Actually it can be really helpful!"
     "I know, I just don't like to share my problems, heh. Sorry for being stubborn."
     "You just proved my point! You say sorry way too much. And you're frowning so much, too! C'mon, smile!" With that, Chongyun shifted to face Gaming, and started poking around his belly. 
     "Wha- hehey!" Gaming curled around Chongyun's hand, making no attempt to escape or even suppress his adorable giggles. 
     "Awe, there we go! That's a lot better." Chongyun gave a real grin this time, laughing along with the guard. 
    "Why thihis? Hohow dihid you knohow?" He questioned, trying to turn away hoping Chongyun would at least go for a different spot.
    "Well, I saw your reaction when I poked you earlier, so I kind of just assumed this would work. Ah ah ah, get back here," Chongyun grabbed the other by his waist and brought him into a backwards hug, Gaming's back against his stomach. He then switched to squeezing Gaming's sides. 
     "Ihi hahad hoped yohou dihidnt sehee thahat." His head slouched forward as he blushed. 
     "Mhm, I usually hope for the same when-" He clamped his mouth shut, realizing his mistake.
    "Oho, soho yohou've been throhohough thihis tohoo?"
    Chongyun turned red himself. "Uhm, forget I said a-anything!" He stammered. He moved his hands to Gaming's ribs, scribbling gently and hoping it would be a good spot. And oh boy he was right.
    "Ah! Wahait! NOHOT THEHERE!" He squealed and threw his head against Chongyuns shoulder.
    Hmm, Chongyun thought, he looks kind of cute like this. (A/N: PLATONICALLY GO AWAY SHIPS) "There's one way you'll get out of this," he sent a squeeze to the olders lower ribs, "and that is by promising two things."
    "Ah! Ohokay, cohonTIHINue."
    "One: stop saying sorry for telling me what was wrong. You doing that was a good thing." Gaming groaned at this. "Two: just keep your smile, it looks good on you."
    Chongyun took one hand away from Gaming's torso to spider the back of his neck, drawing out a squeal and a couple snorts, followed by him scrunching up his shoulders. 
    "Well? What's it gonna be?" Chongyun slowed to just tracing absent-minded shapes on his sides and lower ribs.
    "Ihi wohont say sorry ahand ihill keheep the smihile… buhut uhm…"
    Chongyun took his free hand and patted the olders head, "You don't want me to stop do you?" He smiled and craned his neck to look at Gaming's face. He was beet red and attempting to hide his face in his hand. He mumbled something Chongyun couldn't make out.
    "What was that?" He asked patiently.
    "Cahan you plehease keep dohoing ihit?"
    "Since you said please, I guess I could." Chongyun picked up on the tickling. He drilled his fingers in between Gaming's ribs, causing a shriek and adorable laughter. "You have a cute laugh, too! I could listen to it allll day!"
    This went on for a couple more minutes, Gaming laughing happily and Chongyun cooing quietly. This came to a quick end, however, when Chongyun suddenly squeaked and fell back. Gaming took a couple breaths, confused, he turned around to see Chongyun in a similar situation to what he was just in. 
    Another blue haired boy had come from the brush and grabbed Chongyun. He had dragged him to the ground and was drilling into his underarms. "Hi! I'm Xingqui, I figured you could use some help." Gaming stared in awe, for someone who had been complimenting his laugh, he had a nice one himself. Gaming found himself wanting to hear more. Xingqui must have taken notice to this. "Would you like to try?"
    Gaming nodded aggressively, watching as Xingqui grabbed Chongyun's arms and trapped them above his head with his knees. Chongyun was now laying on his back, his head hidden in his arm as he flushed.
    "He's all yours, stranger!" Gaming grinned, sitting on his knees next to the younger.
    "Where should I start, Mr. Expert?" Gaming joked.
    Xingqui laughed, "Sides or stomach is where I usually start. It works pretty well for revenge, too." Chongyun squawked.
    "Traitor!" The two talking like Chongyun wasn't there flustered him more than even just being in this situation. He was sure he'd die from embarrassment.
    The two boys laughed before Gaming began poking the youngers stomach, just as he had not too long ago. He started to laugh softly, but it was muffled because of his face in his arm.
    "Well aren't you just precious?" Gaming teased. He switched to squeezing his sides.
    "Ahare yohou reheahally gohonna doho exahactly whahat ihi dihid?"
    "Really? You started this whole thing, dear Chongyun? How surprising." Xingqui cooed. Chongyun groaned, he knew this would come up.
    "Oh really? Is it rare he starts tickle fights?" Gaming asked, skittering his fingers from the blue haired kids sides to his stomach. 
    "Very. You should've seen the time Zhongli tickled him for being too sad. It was like pulling teeth to get him to fight back." Xingqui recalled. Chongyun kicked out his legs, his face turned a deeper shade of red. 
    "Oh? Can I hear that story?" Chongyun whined audibly, but Xingqui ignored him.
    "Yes! That's my favorite story about my dear friend here. So, we had been walking around Liyue Harbor after a rather rough journey there, and Chongyun had been upset about not finding any demons to exorcize. We passed by Zhongli drinking some tea, and I went to go talk to him about Chongyun being upset while he got tea himself. I asked him what to do and he said he'd cover the problem."
     Chongyun squirmed especially difficulty; he knew all too well the next part in his friend's story, and it was embarrassing. Unfortunately for him, his attempt to shut Xingqui up just led to him drilling his underarms again. He screeched and started to cackle. 
     Xingqui continued his story, "So, Zhongli brought Chongyun and I to grasslands just outside the city. He tackled Chongyun to the ground and tickled the sadness right out of him. I have to say, seeing old man Zhongli tackle and tickle someone was not what I expected when he said he'd help."
    Gaming began to claw at Chongyuns ribs. "Wow, I didn't think Mr. Zhongli had it in him! That would've been a sight to see for sure! So did he end up fighting back?"
    The poor laughing kids eyes widened. He shook his head as he laughed, "Nohoho! Thahats Aha scahary stohory!" He kicked his legs so much Gaming had to sit on his thighs just for his safety.
     "Gosh, you're a kicker, aren't you? So, about that story?" Gaming teased.
     "He tried to fight back, but it ended with both of us falling at Zhonglis mercy. He tried to sneak up behind Zhongli while he was drinking tea one time, he got one small gasp out of the old man, then he chased us into the grasslands again and got us both, haha!"
     "So you're ticklish too?" Gaming had stars in his eyes.
     "Well, yes, but not nearly as bad as Chongyun is."
     "Shuhut uhup!" Chongyun laughed, his face was as red as a tomato.
     Xingqui and Gaming gasped in sync, "How very rude."
     "I wasn't that mean when you did this to me!"
     "Thahats nohot thehe sahame! Thahat what one agahainst ohone! Thihis ihis twoho agahainst ohone!" He pouted. Not very well, but he gave it his best shot; kind of like when he went against Zhongli.
     "Ohokahay! OHOKAY! Ehenohough! Stohohop!" At the word, both boys stopped their attack and made sure the boy was okay. Chongyun had sat up and fell into a hug with Xingqui.
     "Do you need water? Or tea? I can go fetch some really quickly!" Gaming offered.
     "Noho no, I'm okay." The younger said, slightly falling asleep in Xingquis arms.
     "The journey back to Liyue Harbor is long. Stay in Chenyu Vale tonight. You can stay at my place!" Gaming smiled and laughed slightly. Two new friends today. All because of him being sad. Maybe sharing his feelings wasn't such a bad thing after all.
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tyrant-tales · 2 months
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Sooooooooo
If I were to write something with ga-ming, would that be enjoyable?
Yes, no, maybe so?
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