Mystic tickles

Ft. Lan XiChen and Jiang Cheng

A/N: Hiiiii! Here I bring yet another mdzs tickle fic because I can’t live without mdzs and I cry because I’m trying to not see spoilers of the new season. It’s hard. It’s hard.

This fic is inspired by this post and I literally screamed to gorgeous @otomiya-tickles that i thought about WangXian and she encouraged me to write this out. Thank you babes ♥

I hope you enjoy it~

Summary:

Words: 2,597 (three words away of 2,600, it kills my perfectionist side)

“Who would have thought that this rebel called Wei WuXian would now be married with HanGuang-Jun, a male cultivator from nowhere else but the Cloud Recesses.” The smirk on his lips was sharp. “What do you have to say, Wei WuXian?”

Wei WuXian simply shrugged, a shameless smile pulling at the corner of his mouth. He didn’t feel embarrassed by his shidi’s words, on the contrary, he latched onto Lan WangJi’s arm, sending a smug smirk at Jiang Cheng.

“I can only say that I was wrong and that, if I knew I would be this happy with HanGuang-Jun, I would’ve declared to him when we were young.”

Jiang Cheng seemed even more pissed by his answer, his cheeks tinting a shade of pink when Wei WuXian pressed a gentle kiss on his husband’s fair cheek. Lan WangJi didn’t react at all, at least to Jiang Cheng’s blind eyes, but Lan XiChen and Wei WuXian noticed that light blush latching onto his white earlobes, spreading through the shell of his ears.

They both chuckled at the sight, leaving Jiang Cheng narrowing his eyes in confusion and Lan WangJi avoiding looking at anyone in that quiet place somewhere within the Cloud Recesses, where fresh air rushed between the trees, making their leaves brush against each other, creating a peaceful melody that surely made the four men having some kind of a picnic, relax, shielded from the summer sun.

Lan XiChen certainly never thought he’d be part of something like this, but looking at his brother, he’s glad. Happy that Lan WangJi was finally able to touch the happiness that was once stolen away from him and that still haunts Lan XiChen from time to time, between another amount of things that haunt him now, because he helped to annihilate the love of his brother’s life.

However, he likes to think that that is part of the past. Lan WangJi would never hold grudges against his big brother and Lan XiChen knew that he was happy to have his husband, his brother and even Jiang Cheng together to get some time to forget about the past, the present and the future.

“Ah, but WangJi is not so different from Young Master Wei, is he?”

Lan XiChen is not the kind of person that enjoys to tease, but something, maybe the fresh air or, he dared to say, the happy atmosphere surrounding them, told him that it was okay to tease his little brother just a tiny bit.

“Brother?” Lan WangJi asked, genuinely confused.

“Do not make that expression, WangJi. I remember clearly that frustrated look on your face whenever Young Master Wei was around you and now, you are married to him.” Lan XiChen didn’t say that beside that frustrated look, there was also some kind of hope in his eyes and admiration everytime he looked at Wei WuXian.

Jiang Cheng chuckled as Wei WuXian roared with laughter. Lan WangJi, on the other hand, merely cleared his throat, brushing away one leaf that fell on his lap.

“I’m glad at least one of you both still has a bit of shame on them,” Jiang Cheng said, rolling his eyes as Wei WuXian almost splits his sides with laughter. “You are so loud! Shut up!”

“You make me!” Wei WuXian said back. “You are just jealous because you haven’t gotten married!”

They weren’t close, actually, they were sitting right across from each other: Lan WangJi and Wei WuXian in one side and Lan XiChen and Jiang Cheng at the other, but, in a blink of an eye, Jiang Cheng launched forward, startling the Twin Jades when he pushed Wei WuXian back and Wei WuXian let out a shriek followed by boisterous laughter.

“You little sh-,” Jiang Cheng stopped the bad word before it slipped out of his mouth, remembering where he was and with who. “You little rascal! Do you think you can look down on me just because you’re with HanGuang-Jun?”

Wei WuXian shook his head, arching his back and laughing nearly hysterically as Jiang Cheng drilled his thumbs right on his hips. “I’m sorry! I’m sohohohorry!” He begged, trying to push Jiang Cheng’s hands away.

Lan XiChen watched with amusement, and maybe just a little bit of embarrassment, how Jiang Cheng ignored that funny apology and kept tickling Wei WuXian to hysterics. He then looked at his brother, who looked a bit uncomfortable, but also urged to save his husband from his torment.

“Now, now, is this how brothers tease their brothers?”

A/N: Watch me writing yet another tickle fic for mdzs as if I didn’t have prompts in my askbox ahhahaha. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy it!

Summary: It’s morning in the Little Bamboo Pavilion.

Words: 2,486

“Senior Wei, good morning,” Lan SiZhui says with a warm smile as Wei WuXian enters the kitchen, rubbing one of his eyes and yawning loudly, his clothes falling off one of his shoulders, letting see a path of milky skin and maybe a little red mark that Lan SiZhui avoids to look at all cost.

“Would you like some tea?”

“‘Morning, SiZhui.” He yawns again, sitting messily at the table. “Yes, please. Say, where’s your HanGuang-Jun?”

Lan SiZhui pours the hot tea in two cups, not spilling a single drop out, and places one of them in front of Wei WuXian. “HanGuang-Jun left just a few minutes ago,” he says, sitting at the opposite side of the table and placing the other cup in front of him. “He said he is going to bring breakfast for us.”

“Breakfast?” Lan SiZhui nods. “You have not eaten since five in the morning?”

“Mnn. HanGuang-Jun said that he usually waits for you to eat breakfast, so I told him I would wait too.”

Wei WuXian nods, taking a sip of his tea and burning his tongue. “Lan Zhan is really talkative today, isn’t he?”

Lan SiZhui can’t help but chuckle as he also takes a sip from his own cup. “Well, he did not exactly said all of that, but I assumed that’s what he meant.”

Wei WuXian lets out a bark of laughter, almost dropping the tea from his hands. “And here I thought only ZeWu-Jun could read Lan Zhan that easily, but you can too! Tell me your secrets, SiZhui!”

Lan SiZhui smiles, shaking his head softly. “I am pretty sure, out of ZeWu-Jun and me, you are the only person that can read HanGuang-Jun completely, Senior Wei.”

“Hmm? Can I?”

“Of course, you seem to know what HanGuang-Jun is thinking just looking at his eyes,” he explains, “but since it is something common for you to do, you do not really notice it.” Lan SiZhui gives a small nod, proud of his own words.

Wei WuXian, on the other hand, feels a strange wave of embarrassment fill his insides. He knows SiZhui is a very observant kid, after all, he was raised by Lan WangJi himself, but he never thought he would be one of his subjects of observation.

However, maybe he is right? Back when he was a teen, studying in the Cloud Recesses, he really did wonder how was it possible for Lan XiChen to read someone as emotionless as Lan WangJi, but now, after being together for a while, he really can see how easy it is to read him.

Regardless, he still feels exposed, so, wanting to change subjects, he looks up at Lan SiZhui with a smirk of his own, making the kid tense a bit.

“Hmm,” he mumbles, taking another sip of his tea. “One thing is for sure,” he says, the tone of his voice at the verge of teasing, “you have taken after Lan Zhan a lot, now you are lecturing me and all.”

“I would never, Senior Wei,” Lan SiZhui answers, shaking his head a little.

“And you barely express your feelings, just like HanGuang-Jun,” Wei WuXian continues. “Back then, you were all smiles and giggles, always clinging to my leg and sinking your little teeth on ChenQing!”

Lan SiZhui blushes deeply, clearing his throat and wanting to dig a hole into the wooden floor to hide his head in. “I- I was a kid back then, Senior Wei,” he says through nervous stutters. “I’ve grown up now, and I was educated by HanGuang-Jun, so, it’s only natural that I take after him.” Wei WuXian doesn’t fail to notice that gleam of pride twinkling in Lan SiZhui’s eyes, and he smiles brightly at him.

“I understand,” he says, placing his elbow on the table and placing his chin on the palm of his hand. “However, I do miss giggly A-Yuan,” he chuckles when Lan SiZhui blushes even more.

A/N: Holy wow! XDD Alright this was so fun and cute to write! I am so glad I got those three requests. This fanfic was requested by an anon, @dirtpie39 and @friendshipisvaluable! I really hope you guys enjoy the fanfic! And to everyone else who reads it, I hope you guys enjoy it as well <3

Summary: After coming back from a Night Hunt, Wei Wuxian goes to the JingShi to see Lan WangJi but when he finds him not there, he’s drawn to where the melody of the guqin sounds. It is there where they have some silent and playful time to themselves before they watch the sunrise together. 

Word Count: 2394

It was in the dead of the night when Wei Ying had gotten back from the most recent Night Hunt with the two Lan disciples along with Jin Ling, and he had expected Lan Zhan to already be resting in the JingShi. However, as he made his way inside and towards their shared bed, Wei Wuxian was surprised to see that his husband was not in bed and all his robes were missing as well. Letting out a hum, the younger male hopped over the bed and stepped back outside, taking in the cool night air as the full moon lit up everything around him in a soft pale light. Closing his eyes as the wind swept his hair back, Wei Wuxian let his eyes shoot open as the melody of Lan WangJi’s guqin entered the air, gaining his attention as a smile made its way on his lips. Chuckling softly, Wei Ying glanced around before he followed the beautiful tune, being as quiet as he could since it was now the clan’s resting time and if he was found, he would most likely be punished by Lan Qiren…again. Running past the familiar pond with a flowing waterfall, Wei Wuxian pushed himself up the hill until he slowed down and leaned against a tree, observing how Lan Zhan played.

“Couldn’t sleep without me, Lan-Er gege?” Wei Wuxian cackled, moving off the tree as he sauntered towards Lan WangJi, who had stopped playing as he watched his mischievous husband plop down next to him. Leaning into him, Wei Wuxian sighed and closed his eyes, letting Lan WangJi’s warmth surround his slightly cold body as the sound of the guqin being softly placed down reached his ears. Noticing arms starting to wrap around his waist, Wei Ying didn’t have a chance to really think about it before he was drawn into Lan Zhan’s lap, his back pressing firmly into the other man’s chest. “If you wanted to me to sit in your lap, HanGuang-Jun, you should’ve told me before I sat down!”

“Mn…” Lan Zhan shushed, holding Wei Wuxian tighter against him, moving so that the shorter male’s legs were able to fit neatly on top of his. Letting out a huff as he was told to be quiet, Wei Ying leaned back against his husband and turned his neck, pressing a kiss against Lan WangJi’s cheek. Grinning when he froze briefly, Wei yelped when Lan Zhan’s hands suddenly pressed flat against the cloth of his stomach and his face was buried in his shoulder, pressing soft nips to his pale skin. “You’re cold…”

Letting his cheeky grin leave for a more softer smile as he let his gaze leave his husband to stare up at the night sky, observing the way the stars twinkled beautifully. Noticing how Wei Wuxian moved his gaze from him, Lan WangJi blew out a breath against his neck and moved his fingers around the shorter male’s clothed midriff like he would on his WangJi, however his movements were slightly interrupted when Wei Ying kicked his knees up and leaned back harder into him, his snorty giggles breaking the once silent air around them. Blinking in shock, Lan WangJi gazed down at where his hands were before he started to connect the dots.

Here’s a cute headcanon/imagine thing I shared with @mystictickles about Lan Sizhui <3

Lan Sizhui has this most adorablest laugh. When he’s tickled, he’ll try to grab at the ticklers hands but when he realized this doesn’t work, Lan Sizhui just squirm around and weakly protest to try and not let the tickler know that he’s actually having a little bit of fun. His laughter is light and quiet until the tickler hits a certain spot on his body, it is then that Lan Sizhui would squeal and let out snorts that would crack the tickler up along with him even more than he already is.

A/N: Alright, I don’t know why I did this since my thumb is now throbbing like a son of a bitch, but I wanted to get this out just because it wouldn’t leave my mind. This is my first time writing for Mo Dao Zu Shi, so I apologize if they’re not in character or I got a few things wrong. Anyways, other than that, I hope you guys enjoy the fic! I want to tag: @otomiya-tickles and @ticklygiggles because I wanna share the love of this anime with them! <3

Summary: Lan Sizhui has a fever nightmare and somehow gets out of his sleeping area to go to where Lan WangJi and Wei Wuxian are staying. 

Word Count: 1097

Sitting up straight with a small gasp as he was awoken from a nightmare, Lan Sizhui panted softly and looked around the small sleeping lodge that he and the other disciples shared. Wiping the pooling sweat dripping down his forehead, the teen bit back a whimper as he slid out of bed and pulled on his white robes, bringing them closer to him when a breeze of cool wind swept against his chilled skin. Opening the sliding doors as quietly as he could, Lan Sizhui paused and glanced back at a sleeping Lan Jingyi before he stepped out into the night, making his way towards the familiar JingShi. Keeping his steps as quiet as he could so he wouldn’t get caught being out past the clan’s resting hour, Lan Sizhui finally stopped in front of his Dads’ resting area and stopped, silently debating whether or not he should bug them this late at night. Not getting another moment to think, Lan Sizhui gasped softly when he lost his balance and his body moved forward as he slapped his face against the door.

“What was that? Is someone out there?” Grabbing the door to push himself back up just as it opened, Lan Sizhui blinked owlishly as a blurry image of Wei appeared in front of him. Swallowing the lump in his scratchy throat, Lan Sizhui went to open his mouth but all that left it was heavy coughs as his body leaned forward. Frowning softly at this, Wei peaked behind to him to see Lan Zhan shrugging on his white robes before he turned his attention to his obviously sick son. Reaching out, Wei Wuxian helped the younger male to stand straight before he pressed his hand to his forehead, feeling the heat radiating off his skin. “Er-gege, I think he’s sick…he’s awfully warm, what do we do?”

“Mn…” Lan Zhan mumbled, moving to stand next to his husband before he too reached out, placing his hand on Lan Sizhui’s cheek. Noticing how hot and flushed the disciple was, Lan WangJi frowned and glanced at Wei, who nodded. Moving until his back was to Lan Sizhui, Lan Wangji crouched down a bit as Wei Ying helped their son on his back and he could lift the teen with no trouble. Bringing him inside carefully, Lan WangJi heard Wei Wuxian close the door to their JingShi. Not really knowing what was happening as he buried his face in Lan Zhan’s shoulder, Lan Sizhui tightened his hold on his Father’s robes before he was suddenly placed down on a soft mattress. “Sit still.”

Mo Dao Zu Shi | WangXian

Summary: One evening, Wei WuXian welcomes a moody Lan WangJi at home and invites him for a bath. To cheer him up, he initiates a water and tickle fight, with hopes of lightening up the mood. (Prompt by anon)

Notes: Ref. Chapter 95, 100, 111, Extra; Thank you anon for the sweet prompt, I finally finished it! I started off a bit serious but I hope you can enjoy the fluff that comes afterwards^-^ Yay for bathing WangXian! (Also on Ao3)

Word Count: 1K+

“Lan Zhan! Welcome home.” Wei WuXian was happily splashing around in the bathtub when his husband arrived. Lan WangJi looked at him and gave him a nod as a greeting.

“I’m bathing,” Wei WuXian said matter-of-factly. Lan WangJi nodded again.

He replied, “I can see that.” Wei WuXian hung over the edge, lips pouting until Lan WangJi finally finished taking off his outer robes and approached to kiss him. Wei WuXian kissed him greedily, but Lan WangJi already moved back and sat at his desk where a pile of paperwork was waiting for him.

“Join me?” Wei WuXian asked. Lan WangJi looked over the first of the pile with nighthunting notes from the disciples and gave him a side-glance. He shook his head.

“Come on. If you behave, we won’t break the bath, and you can work later. I missed you today, and you missed me. Least you can do is bathe with me.” Lan WangJi kept a stern gaze on the notes for one moment longer before getting up, and Wei WuXian lit up when he began to undress. 

“Not for too long,” Lan WangJi said, and Wei WuXian smirked.

“Not for too long,” he repeated after him to confirm. He knew it would always be Lan WangJi who was unable to resist him whenever they were squished together in the narrow bathtub with their bare bodies. From the first time they ever made out, engaged in intimacies, to many evenings in their married life, the bathtub had always played a particular role. 

Mo Dao Zu Shi /  魔道祖师

A/N: I can’t say this was not inspired by the toilet-seat-cover scene from Clannad a slight bit hahaha, and don’t ask me why I suddenly thought of that. Just some random WangXian tickle fluff because I felt like it!

Summary: Wei WuXian has been a bad boy and provoked Lan WangJi by tickling him, so Lan WangJi comes up with a rather strange punishment. (sfw with few mentions of sex.)

Word Count: 3473

“Good morning guys! Are we ready for today’s archery practice?” Wei WuXian chirped merrily. He held his breath when Lan WangJi gave him a firm stare.

“…and I’m very ticklish,” he added. The juniors all gave him weird looks, and Wei WuXian felt a rare feeling of shame and embarrassment that made his face and entire body heat up.

“Gross. Why would you say such nonsense?” Jin Ling asked, scoffing in disgust. Lan Jingyi also frowned, fuming, “Why would I wanna tickle you?”, and several other disciples whispered in confusion, but Lan Sizhui smiled merrily and sneaked closer towards him.

“Really, Senior Wei? You say we can make you laugh, like this?” Wei WuXian blushed when the disciple was brave enough to poke his side, and he spazzed and let out a loud cackle in surprise.

“A-Yuan! No no no stop!” he cried, jumping away to hide behind Lan WangJi. Getting tickled by someone he considered his own son was too humiliating! 

“You said it yourself, so it’s your own fault anyway. But let’s get going. Geez, such nonsense in the early morning,” Lan Jingyi sighed, and he convinced the others to walk ahead towards the Lan Sect’s archery practice field, leaving Wei WuXian behind with his husband. He rubbed his side and pouted at him.

“You are so mean…” he whined. Lan WangJi gave him that look again.

“…and I’m very ticklish.” Lan WangJi finally nodded, seeming content, and he followed after the disciples. Wei WuXian sighed and followed as well, the pout still lingering on his lips. 

Today, he was suffering from a very bad punishment, and all thanks to his very good and smart self. 

A/N: heeeeey~ watch me writing for Mo Dao Zu Shi again even though I haven’t finished my prompts ahahahahaha… ah. I hope you enjoy this! I feel like I didn’t make justice to own my idea 😭 but I hope you all like it!

Summary: Lan Zhan is the subject of Wei Ying’s fingers even on the most intimate moments, so he thinks it’s time to show Wei Ying a lesson.

Mentions of sex, but nothing too nsfw

Words: 2+k

“How was that, Lan Zhan?”

Lan Zhan wanted to sweep that smirk off Wei Ying’s mouth, but he could barely move with the leftover tingles spreading from his hips all the way up to his ribs. His bare body twitching slightly as he tried to regain his breath after that ruthless tickle attack from his lover.

Wei Ying, on the other hand, was smiling wildly, happy with the mess his husband had become after just a few post-coital tickling.

He really didn’t mean to tickle him, but when both of them had reached their climax after a heated sexual intercourse morning, Wei Ying’s fingers started to carelessly caress around Lan Zhan’s body, feeling those tights muscles under the smooth skin, following those scars at his back and the burn at his chest.

Lan Zhan was breathing heavily into Wei Ying’s neck as he came back to his senses from his orgasm, his body still highlighted by sensations, so, when he felt Wei Ying’s fingers lightly touching his ribs as they came back from roaming around his back, he couldn’t help but let out a wholeheartedly laugh, the sensation tickling him just as much as a harsh squeeze, (which he knew very well thanks to Wei Ying). It made him jump away, falling off Wei Ying and into the bed on his back.

Wei Ying beamed at such reaction and before Lan Zhan could stop him, he was straddling him, digging his fingers into the spaces between Lan Zhan’s ribs and claiming that ‘he didn’t know one could be more ticklish after an orgasm!’

Lan Zhan had the feeling that he, somehow, did know about it.

“How was it, Lan Zhan? How was it?” He asked again, poking Lan Zhan on his ribs, making him jump and let out a strangled sound.

“Awful,” he firmly says, sitting up in the bed, (pushing Wei Ying off) and putting his white robes back on.

Wei Ying giggled, “c'mon, it wasn’t that bad, was it?”

“Awful,” Lan Zhan repeats as he turns his head to look at Wei Ying sprawled onto the bed, the morning sun showering his bare body, making his milky skin look like honey. He was smiling at him, his cheeks flushed and his forehead slightly wet with sweat. His lips plump and red after Lan Zhan bit, sucked and kissed them. Obscene white and sticky liquid drying up on his lower belly.

Lan Zhan felt his chest flutter and he acted impulsively, throwing himself on top of Wei Ying, straddling his hips and kissing his lips passionately. Wei Ying shrieked at his lover’s sudden movements, but then melted under the attention, wrapping his arms around Lan Zhan’s neck as the white robes, open by the top, fell on his body, making him shiver slightly with each brush of the fabrics against his skin.

Lan Zhan felt the lips captured by his stretching a bit into a smile. Satisfied hums leaving Wei Ying’s mouth as Lan Zhan pulled apart to leave kisses down his neck, on those red marks he had left just a few minutes ago.

“Am I forgiven, Lan Zhan?” He let out a soft gasp when Lan Zhan bit at his earlobe.

“No,” he whispered against his skin and Wei Ying frowned as he threw his head back, exposing his neck more.

“No? Then why are you-

Wei Ying gasped again when he felt the so familiar numbness at his hips, he tried to move his legs, his torso, his arms, but they were all useless. Lan Zhan had used the incantantion on him!

"Lan Zhan!” Lan Zhan lifted his head from Wei Ying’s neck and he shivered. He had never seen that gleam on Lan Zhan’s eyes before.

He didn’t like it at all.

“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan said, grabbing Wei Ying’s useless arms from around his shoulders and placing them at each side of Wei Ying’s head, pinning them down, even though that was not needed.

“Lan Zhan! Why are you using the incantation?! I hate when you do this!” He growled, shaking his head, he was glad he could move his head, at least.

“Punishment.”

“Punishment? For tickling you?” Lan Zhan nodded once. “C'mon, Lan Zhan, you have a beautiful laugh! And you laughed while we were doing that!”

“You made me laugh.”

Wei Ying flashed him a big smile. “Well, I did, but it was not my intention to do it in the first place! Since you laughed I felt courageous!”

Lan Zhan let go of Wei Ying’s arms and he looked almost satisfied to watch them stay right where he left them. He then proceeded to sit down on top of Wei Ying’s thighs, barely past his manhood.

“I am going to do it.”

A/N: hey! Watch me writing this instead of the prompts left in my ask! I’ve been craving tickle content for WangXian, and since I was not provided with it I had to provide myself *cries* I hope you enjoy it! Some summer vibes because I’m tired of this endless winter. I hope this is not too out of character, I mean… it is a bit, but I hope not too much. *sweats*

Summary: Nights at the JingShi are usually filled with the lovely sound of Lan WangJi’s Guqin, however, this summer night, there’s another lovely sound filling the room; a sound that flows out Lan WangJi just as melodic as the Guqin’s music.

Words: 3,132 (got a bit excited;;; under the cut)

A soft and cheerful, but still slightly melancholy melody flooded the JingShi, the sound seeping out the open windows, fading into the darkness of the summer night in the Cloud Recesses.

The Guqin’s strings vibrating with each touch and light pulls made by the elegant and fingers, creating notes that made Wei WuXian feel like he really was in the dephts of the clouds, in a little part of Heaven where only the person playing elegantly and him existed.

How beautiful was that?

Lan WangJi’s back straight, almost painfully, his hair neatly falling over his back in a black cascade with only the whiteness of his forehead ribbon. Wei WuXian in bed, laying on his belly with his arms crossed in front of him, holding his head. He could hear the soft mumble of a song coming from his lover in front of him.

The screen that separated the bedroom from the study room had been moved, by none other than Wei WuXian, so that he could observe Lan WangJi, from the comfort of the bed, doing his daily tasks: reviewing his writings, the disciples’s reports, or transcribing poetry that, if Wei WuXian was lucky enough, he could hear it in whispers against his ear at night, when the lights had already turned off and they were both cuddling against each other in their bed.

At nights, he was able to observe him revising again or, like now, play his Guqin until bedtime.

The thought of Lan WangJi whispering romantic poetry in his ears, however, made his face flush bright red and a big smile appear on his lips. Who would have thought that Lan WangJi would do that kind of things? Yet again, he was a man full of surprises.

Especially when he was intoxicated.

Wei WuXian couldn’t help but giggle at the memory of a drunk Lan WangJi after just one glass of liquor; the things he does in that state are things that no one would believe if they didn’t see them with their own eyes! Wei WuXian was happy to be the only one allowed to look at him in that state. However, it was still pretty funny, so he laughed a bit more into the palm of his hand.

At the other side of the JingShi, Lan WangJi wondered what was making Wei WuXian giggle like that, but he didn’t stop playing, in any case, he thought the laughter sounded according to the melody his fingers were producing, so he let him giggle until he had finished the song, his gentle hand resting upon the strings to silence the instrument.

“Ah, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan!” Wei WuXian’s giggles died down. “Can you play once more?” There was a huge smile in his face and Lan WangJi was about to start another melody, but he stopped himself and simply got up to blow the candles off. Once that was done, he made his way to bed, the moonlight illuminating his path.

“It’s nine o'clock,” he said with his baritone voice as he put the screen back in its place. “It’s time to rest.”

The smile on Wei WuXian’s lips didn’t disappear, on the contrary it grew larger as soon as Lan WangJi was under the white blankets and he settled on his back, ready to sleep. Wei WuXian following him, laying on his back on his side of the bed.

“Lan Zhan always follows the rules, he never spoils me, not even a bit.”

Lan WangJi looked at him with a very slight scowl. “There are punishments for not following the rules.”

“Am I going to be punished by HanGuang-Jun for not following the rules?” Lan WangJi looked at him intently, almost glaring. “Don’t make that face, Er-gege,” Wei WuXian laughed. “I was simply pulling at your leg a bit,” he winked playfully. “You get all serious about the rules, but earlier I was just remembering how drunk you get after just one glass!”

Ah, so that’s the reason behind that laughing fit.

“I just took the time to remember the things you did a few years ago! When I recently came back!”

“The things I did?”

Wei WuXian nodded, turning on his side to have a better look of his partner. “Yes! I think it was the first time I ever saw you drunk! Or was it the second?” He hummed, placing a finger on his chin as he thought about it. Lan WangJi thought he looked extremely cute. “Well, it doesn’t really matter! What really matters is the fact that you were truly out of yourself, Lan Zhan!”

Lan WangJi kept his lips sealed, he didn’t even bother to try to remember the nights he had lost conscious in front of Wei WuXian after one glass of liquor; he knew he wouldn’t be able to, not matter how hard he tried, so he simply let Wei WuXian continue.

“That time you tied my wrists with your head ribbon and showed me to the disciples as if I was some kind of prize! We also played hide and seek!” Wei WuXian could barely hold back his laughter remembering Lan WangJi walking around the inn’s room where they were staying at, a serious expression in his features as Wei WuXian threatened him to lick his hand if he caught him.

“Hide and seek?” There was almost amazement in his voice when he spoke. “I don’t remember.”

“I know you don’t, that’s why I’m telling you!” Wei WuXian stopped laughing after a coughing fit.

..of Tickle Fights - WangXian (Mo Dao Zu Shi /  墨香铜臭)

A/N: I’m Mo Dao Zu Shi addicted! I saw the anime and I haven’t even finished reading the novel yet, but couldn’t help myself! I had to write this! I think once I get more comfortable writing them as I get further into the novel story I might write more.

Summary: Wei WuXian introduces tickling as a way of playing, teasing, punishing and affection into his relationship with Lan WangJi, and even though it is awkward at first, Lan WangJi proves to learn fast. 

(sfw but few mentions of sex)

Word Count: 2189

Overwhelmed. Powerless. On the brink of possibly dying; Wei WuXian gazed up at the ceiling. Lan WangJi was leaning over him, his long hair trailing over Wei WuXian’s collarbone as his fingers worked skillfully on his ribcage.

Wei WuXian’s eyes were tearing up. His face was flushing bright red. He couldn’t scream, he couldn’t even move, the lower half of his body felt the familiar numbness and was unable to move. He could only just lie there, arms above his head in submission and suffering from the greatest punishment of a lifetime. 

And punishments had definitely gotten scary. Why? For Lan WangJi had truly mastered the art of tickling, knowing exactly what he was doing to Wei WuXian’s hypersensitive body. 

Why the second young master of the Lan Sect would know of such dirty methods? Wei WuXian had taught him. Dramatically watching his life flash by, Wei WuXian thought it wouldn’t be wrong to remember that certain night when he had been foolish enough not only to teach Lan WangJi about tickling, but also how he should do it. He was dying from exploding sensations anyway, so might as well.

That no one asked for but I’ve been dying to write for mdzs but I haven’t given myself the time because I’m an awful procrastinator (also, I’m feeling really shy writing this omg idk what’s happening) I’m only doing Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng for now, so LET’S BEGIN!

Wei Wuxian (Wei Ying)

Has one tickle spot and only one: right where his hips meet his thighs.

That’s the most sensitive spot on is body (canon) so he’s definitely pretty ticklish there

Not insanely, though, but enough to have him cackling and snorting if he’s getting tickled for too long over there

His laughter is pretty cheerful, a bit high pitched but without being annoying nor agressive to the ears

It’s pretty hard to catch him off guard, he knows his weak spot, so he’s gonna try to protect it real hard

Probably the only person who can really catch him off guard is, of course, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng back when they were young

Ruthless ler, will not stop tickling his victim until they’re crying with laughter and begging for mercy

Wei Wuxian likes to poke people’s sides to watch them flinch (it usually doesn’t work with Lan Wangji), his favorite victim is Lan Sizhiu, the teen jumps like five feet in the air and flushes slightly and it always makes Wei Wuxian laugh

“S-Senior Wei, please don’t do tha- EEK!”

Poking Lan Jingyi will end into a poking fight between the two

Wei Wuxian tries to cover his hips, but Lan Jingyi usually don’t touch that spot because well it’s a bit too low, but he does sneaks a poke here and there when he notices that’s the spot

The ponking war can only be stopped by Lan Wangji, Lan Jingyi will not fight against Lan Wangji

He doesn’t mind being tickled, and he enjoys having tickle fights every now and then

Lan Wangji (Lan Zhan)

Knows what tickling is but has never been tickled before

Lan Wangji with his beautiful serious expression can’t be ticklish… right?

Wrong! He’s ticklish on his ribs, belly and hips, you can’t change my mind

He definitely finds out when Wei Wuxian is being too handsy like always and too bubbly about finding Lan Zhan’s tickle spot

Wei Wuxian just needs a soft squeeze to Lan Wangji’s ribs to have him jumping away from him, chocking into a giggle

Both of them are very surprised

Especially Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji was not one to react this way at all

“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! Perhaps, you can’t ignore the feeling because you didn’t know how it feels?”

Wei Wuxian is satisfied only when he sees laughter induced tears in Lan Wangji’s eyes

Lan Wangji doesn’t have a loud laughter, it’s quite deep and juuust slightly high pitched, just a little, but over all, it is very soft, it’s truly a beautiful sound to hear and Wei Wuxian looooves it

Lan Wangji is all jumpy around Wei Wuxian after that attack, Wei Wuxian thinks it’s the cutest thing ever

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji would warn

“I will not do it again, Lan Zhan! You had enough for today! Tell me, tell me, did you like it?”

Lan Zhan is not too fond of the feeling just yet, but he can’t help but feel happy when Wei Wuxian tickles him, so he thinks it’s okay

He’s a clumsy ler, not knowing what to do or how to do it, he’s just adorable

Tries to stay away when Wei Wuxian is on his playful mood, he’d rather not die laughing

Lan Wangji gets tickled a lot when he’s drunk, it’s probably the only reason why Wei Wuxian makes him drink

“I’m missing your laugh, Lan Zhan!”

Poor Lan Wangji

Jiang Cheng

Will murder you if you tickle him

He’s ticklish under his arms and thighs

He’s only left his sister and Wei Wuxian tickle him before

Doesn’t like to get involved in tickle fights, but if he is, he’s gonna go hard on his victims

It really depends on his mood and the people around him if he joins the fun of a tickle fight

Wei Wuxian was the only one able to make him cry with laughter, he still feels humiliated about it

He’s a ruthless ler like Wei Wuxian

Not scared of revenge, he knows he’d win- unless it is Wei Wuxian, then he’d go carefully

His laughter is loud, he’s the most ticklish out of the three, so his laughter tends to be loud and squeaky, still pretty cute

“Stopstopstop! I’m gonna fuhuhuhuhucking kill you!”

Can’t stop swearing while being tickled, and can’t hold his laughter at all, he’s really cute

He once managed to tickle Wei Wuxian to tears, but revenge was hard on him

That no one asked for but I’ve been dying to write for mdzs but I haven’t given myself the time because I’m an awful procrastinator (also, I’m feeling really shy writing this omg idk what’s happening) I’m only doing Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng for now, so LET’S BEGIN!

Wei Wuxian (Wei Ying)

Has one tickle spot and only one: right where his hips meet his thighs.

That’s the most sensitive spot on is body (canon) so he’s definitely pretty ticklish there

Not insanely, though, but enough to have him cackling and snorting if he’s getting tickled for too long over there

His laughter is pretty cheerful, a bit high pitched but without being annoying nor agressive to the ears

It’s pretty hard to catch him off guard, he knows his weak spot, so he’s gonna try to protect it real hard

Probably the only person who can really catch him off guard is, of course, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng back when they were young

Ruthless ler, will not stop tickling his victim until they’re crying with laughter and begging for mercy

Wei Wuxian likes to poke people’s sides to watch them flinch (it usually doesn’t work with Lan Wangji), his favorite victim is Lan Sizhiu, the teen jumps like five feet in the air and flushes slightly and it always makes Wei Wuxian laugh

“S-Senior Wei, please don’t do tha- EEK!”

Poking Lan Jingyi will end into a poking fight between the two

Wei Wuxian tries to cover his hips, but Lan Jingyi usually don’t touch that spot because well it’s a bit too low, but he does sneaks a poke here and there when he notices that’s the spot

The ponking war can only be stopped by Lan Wangji, Lan Jingyi will not fight against Lan Wangji

He doesn’t mind being tickled, and he enjoys having tickle fights every now and then

Lan Wangji (Lan Zhan)

Knows what tickling is but has never been tickled before

Lan Wangji with his beautiful serious expression can’t be ticklish… right?

Wrong! He’s ticklish on his ribs, belly and hips, you can’t change my mind

He definitely finds out when Wei Wuxian is being too handsy like always and too bubbly about finding Lan Zhan’s tickle spot

Wei Wuxian just needs a soft squeeze to Lan Wangji’s ribs to have him jumping away from him, chocking into a giggle

Both of them are very surprised

Especially Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji was not one to react this way at all

“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan! Perhaps, you can’t ignore the feeling because you didn’t know how it feels?”

Wei Wuxian is satisfied only when he sees laughter induced tears in Lan Wangji’s eyes

Lan Wangji doesn’t have a loud laughter, it’s quite deep and juuust slightly high pitched, just a little, but over all, it is very soft, it’s truly a beautiful sound to hear and Wei Wuxian looooves it

Lan Wangji is all jumpy around Wei Wuxian after that attack, Wei Wuxian thinks it’s the cutest thing ever

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji would warn

“I will not do it again, Lan Zhan! You had enough for today! Tell me, tell me, did you like it?”

Lan Zhan is not too fond of the feeling just yet, but he can’t help but feel happy when Wei Wuxian tickles him, so he thinks it’s okay

He’s a clumsy ler, not knowing what to do or how to do it, he’s just adorable

Tries to stay away when Wei Wuxian is on his playful mood, he’d rather not die laughing

Lan Wangji gets tickled a lot when he’s drunk, it’s probably the only reason why Wei Wuxian makes him drink

“I’m missing your laugh, Lan Zhan!”

Poor Lan Wangji

Jiang Cheng

Will murder you if you tickle him

He’s ticklish under his arms and thighs

He’s only left his sister and Wei Wuxian tickle him before

Doesn’t like to get involved in tickle fights, but if he is, he’s gonna go hard on his victims

It really depends on his mood and the people around him if he joins the fun of a tickle fight

Wei Wuxian was the only one able to make him cry with laughter, he still feels humiliated about it

He’s a ruthless ler like Wei Wuxian

Not scared of revenge, he knows he’d win- unless it is Wei Wuxian, then he’d go carefully

His laughter is loud, he’s the most ticklish out of the three, so his laughter tends to be loud and squeaky, still pretty cute

“Stopstopstop! I’m gonna fuhuhuhuhucking kill you!”

Can’t stop swearing while being tickled, and can’t hold his laughter at all, he’s really cute

He once managed to tickle Wei Wuxian to tears, but revenge was hard on him

A HalloFree (Halloween x Free!) fic by @ticklygiggles & me

A/N: HAPPY HALLOWEEEN! :D Another celebration collab with my lovely Mia! For Halloween we wanted to try ‘something else’ than the usual fic ideas (I already got a list of Halloween fics too so it’s hard to stay original), and well yeah this became the result.

Took us a while to figure the plotline and where we wanted to go but once we were writing, oohhh time of our lives huehuehue. Mia thank you for writing this trash with me, I look forward to our next project. Everyone else, hope you enjoy this as much as we enjoyed writing it ;DD 

Summary: It’s one pairing against the other in this fic: On Halloween’s night, Rei and Nagisa plan to prank Rin and Sousuke by scaring them to death….

Word Count: 2510

The night was dark and cold. Children were screaming and laughing, candies were scattered over the floor, pumpkins were lighting the way, and two guys were on their way… on a particular mission. Because it wasn’t just a night. It was Halloween’s night.

“Aaah so nice of Haru-chan to tell us about Sou-chan and Rin-chan’s horror night! Poor thing has no idea what bad news this means for them,”  Nagisa said excitedly, snickering like an evil villain as he pulled his mask over his face.

“Well, I guess he did what he had to do to put that idea of pranking poor Makoto-senpai on Halloween’s night out of your evil head,” Rei replied.

“Heh, it’s not like I was really going to! But this is a great opportunity, I’ve always wanted to scare Rin-chan! And Sou-chan’s gonna be a big bonus.” Nagisa was wearing a scary mask and carrying a backpack that was filled with gear to make this prank the best yet for in the Halloween prank hall of fame, if such a thing even existed.

“Hmm… I think it was here.”  They walked past a few apartments until they reached their destination where Haru had directed them to. The curtains were closed, and Nagisa and Rei exchanged glances and shrugged.

“It’s now or never!” Nagisa took a gigantic fake chainsaw from his bag, as well as a bottle of fake blood which Rei used to splash over himself. It dripped from his face onto his shirt and he probably looked terrifying enough.

“Ready?”, Nagisa asked, barely holding all the excitement inside that tiny body of his.

I’m stuffing this in my queue so hey. I went to this anime convention and I did many good things. 

・I bought a Haikyuu jigsaw puzzle ・I made new friends ・I participated in amv compo ・I sold some stuffs and got caaash ・I hung out with @mystictickles  ・I ate taiyaki ・I partied both nights until the end~ ・I danced with a colleague hahaha  ・I got them ticklezzz 

I DID ONE BAD THING. 

Anon, Sormik and tickling, that’s definitely specific enough for these two! Sorry this is a bit late; hope you enjoy!

Fic Request: Tales of Zestiria - Sormik Tickle Fight

“If I let the loser get all the fun,” Mikleo began, “where’s my victory?”