#lee!vil

"Cut! Everyone take five!"

Vil sighs, today's shoot has not been going well. He really wanted to get everything done today because won't be allowed to shoot at this site until next week! He takes a drink from the water bottle in his bag. His throat is sore from all the yelling he's been doing.

Still standing upright, he opens the script to review his notes. Ortho notices the housewarden has been pretty upset today. Usually, Vil will collaborate with the club to review footage or compare notes, but right now, he's sticking to solitude.

Ortho dosen't like when his friends are upset. Their moods rub off on him and it makes him feel gloomy too.

He switches the microphone he's holding to the 'off' setting. The grey fluffy windsock attached to it catches his eye. He peeks back over to the housewarden with a mischievous idea...

Vil's large hoodie, combined with his hair tightly tied up, leaves the back of his neck and upper shoulders exposed to the world.

Perfect.

Not wanting his metal footsteps to be heard, he extends the mic stand as long as it will go before slowly descending it behind the grumpy director. He gently swipes it across the exposed skin-

"ACK-!"

Vil shrieks. His whole body tenses and his head flies upward in reflex, ponytail flinging wildly. Ortho tries to get a few more movements in while the other is still twitching in shock.

"Pfffftt-"

The housewarden turns to grab the microphone with an iron grip. His sharp violet eyes make direct contact with his attacker. Obviously not pleased at the little prank. Dang it! Vil is too good at keeping his laughter in!

Usually he would brush something like this off- But Vil looks mad. The opposite of what Ortho was trying to do! The housewarden takes the windsock off the microphone and slips it over his hand.

"I see you're trying to be funny. When was the last time your joints were dusted, Ortho? You know the rules about looking proper and professional."

Vil's tone is laced with sarcasm and malice.

The humanoid would gulp if he could. His tactile sensors are turned on and there was not enough time to shut them off. Not that he really minded, but still!

Vil looms over him as he approaches. Then, he stops. The housewarden looks down at his hands and scoffs. This is way too immature. Covering his display, he states,

"I was just messing with you. No more messing with the equipment. Let's get back to work."

Vil turns back around. Ortho blinks. That didn't go the way he was expecting. Vil still looks so uptight..

"Oh alright. Whatever you say, Vil Schoenheit!"

The best he can do is help the rest of club run as smoothly as he can. He's still not an expert at this emotion thing yet after all.

...

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vil sighed. rook poked him in the side, resulting in a gasp from the other. vil whipped his head around, sending him a glare.

“what was that, rook?” vil asked. “i am not in the mood today.”

“of course, roi du poison. i would never wish to make you feel worse,” rook assured, placing a hand over his heart. “i notice that you are upset. may i try to cheer you up?”

“cheer me up? don’t bother. i am feeling fine, in fact.”

“ah, but that is a lie, my dear vil. your eyebrows are slanted 10 degrees, you have sighed approximately sixteen times, and you have “checked” your nails three times more than usual.” rook explained and vil would have felt much more creeped out if he hadn’t known what rook was like.

“you’re so strange,” vil sighed, rolling his eyes.

“i prefer eccentric. the fact of the matter is, you’re not feeling your best. i can remedy that.”

“oh?” vil raised a brow, no doubt that he would regret entertaining rook like this. “how so?”

“tickling, of course!” rook declared and vil averted his eyes.

“tickling? don’t be ridiculous.”

“oh, but why don’t we try first? i assure you it works much better than you would assume,” rook added, a feign calmness in his posture. his eyes, on the other hand, revealed a hint of hopefulness. vil looked at him, thinking. sure, rook was.. weird, but vil trusted him.

“…..fine.” rook lit up at that but it was barely noticeable. at once, rook began to tickle vil, venturing the sensitive spots on his body.

vil didn’t bother to conceal his laughter. after all, rook already knew he was ticklish.

“heheheheah!” he giggled, breathless and pretty, exactly how one would imagine him to laugh. rook had told him before that his laughter was one of his favorite sounds.

“ah, like music to my ears.” rook continued poking and pressing at vil’s ribs as if it were a piano, which felt horribly sensitive.

“rohoohok!” vil giggled and rook chuckled at him.

“yes, roi du poison?” when rook actually responded, vil realized he didn’t know what he was even wanting to say. so, instead, he said nothing, any words he may have had replaced by giggles.

rook kneaded his ticklish skin with precision and the experience he had was obvious. it made vil wonder if tickling was something rook had done often.

Ruggie - It would be really funny doing eye fixation inductions with him. Classic following on a coin on a string he would be so locked in. He's so cute!! He would squirm and swat at the sensations but nothing makes them go away. (He likes it.) Giggles giggles giggles hes so cute. Also giving beastmen scent suggestions, they smell something sweet and it makes them laugh more!! Currently working on a fic with him and Jamil again 👀

Vil - Rook taking Vil down in trance, making him super super sensitive, then bringing him up and giving him a makeover! Vil Cannot stop twitching and giggling from the makeup brushes. Cannot sit still through a mani-pedi. Rook is just swimming in all his sounds and movements + he gets to touch all over that beautiful body! Hypnofreak Rook fans where are we?

Kalim - kaLEEm strikes again. He loves being tickled he does not care how. Finds realistic hypnosis fascinating. And then he laughs himself silly. He likes having his head empty to just fully enjoy it without feeling homesick.

Idia - this dude. shaking my head. listens to hypno tickle files (which i recently learned were a thing.) wants them to work sooo bad but he can only ever get a few pity giggles out of it. Inventor extraordinaire. Makes his own tickle machines, visors, programs, etc. He's such a looser. Just like me fr.

Ace - tsk tsk tsk ☝️ my guy loves to deny. "No, I'm not ticklish!" "(real)hypnosis? what a bunch of hoopla!" Confident FOOL! No one is falling for it bro 😭 Even an inexperienced hypnotist like Deuce could get him under. Everyone makes fun of him for weeeks after.

H: Habits | As a lee/ler or both, do they have specific habits when it comes to tickling?

Lee: not too ticklish overall. someone would have to try for a while in a sensitive spot to get him laughing. So usually it's someone he trusts! He'll let Rook have his fun every now and then. With other lers, he might poison their food after...

Ler: A preferred form of punishment for more rambunctious students. As well as a certain lion...

I: Interrogation | How well would they handle a tickle interrogation?

Finds the entire situation rediculous. Demands you untie him, he is not speaking without his lawyer(s) present. Then the tickling starts. Oh. Tries to hold it in as long as he can, looks goofy while holding his breath.

He wants to accept his fate cordially. Tries to keep his laugh as proper as he can. He isn't that ticklish, so he can hold out for a longg time. He finally caves when he feels tears starting because he is not loosing his makeup over this.

L: Laughter | What does their laughter sound like when they are tickled?