#ler!sethos

I know the desire for lee!Durin is strong here (if my Inbox is anything to go by) and I want to write another maybe even greater fic for our cute, adorable dragon.

That's why I want to reach out for your ideas, thoughts, and creative minds in coming up with scenarios for the hide and tickle game, different tickle techniques that work on Durin, what teases work best on him, his reactions, sounds of his laughs/giggles, his spots, etc. This can be like our headcanons :) Also open for any ideas for ler!Sethos and ler!Scara specifically for lee!Durin.

You can contribute here anonymously or send a Tumblr ask to my Inbox, anonymously too if you so desire or leave a comment! Whatever you're comfortable with!

This was a spur of the moment thing at *looks at time* 1:50AMish so a little worried about having a public board where anyone can post so appropriate posting please 🙏 and importantly, have fun :)

I won't be able to incorporate everyone's ideas but I'll definitely look at all of 'em!

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Sethos x Scaramouche (romantic)

Lee: Scaramouche

Ler: Sethos

Warnings: Tickles! Its 3am help me

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Whoever thought that playing hide and seek at night was a good idea? Wanderer simply wanted some peace and quiet, until that annoying busy bee came up to him with the audacity to ask to play something as childish as hide and seek. 

Despite how bothersome it seemed, Scaramouche couldn’t find it in himself to reject the guy. Maybe it was something in the air, maybe it was the fact that it was his birthday, who knows. 

So there was Scara, wandering around the darkened desert, with only the stars as his guide. At first, he thought he could perhaps ditch Sethos while the latter counted, but that was proving to be difficult. No matter where Wanderer went, he could hear the taunting teases of that annoying bee.

“I’m gonna getcha~”

No matter where he looked, there was no sign of the bow wielder. Where was he even hiding? There's only sand all around!

Before he could curse at his surroundings, a pair of hands materialized from what felt like thin air and poked at his sides. 

“GAH! What the-?!” Wanderer instantly whipped his head around to look for the perpetrator, only to find nada. How strange.

He tried to keep walking, only to shriek in surprise at the sudden squeeze he felt on his hip. And again, no sight of that mischievous bee. 

This same song and dance carried on for a while, with those pesky hands poking and prodding at Scara’s torso. Causing the ex-harbinger to let out an array of embarrassing noises, without much luck at catching the perpetrator. He felt like the desert dweller was just toying with him at this point, tormenting him for his selfish amusement. It annoyed him to no end! Definitely didn’t leave him flustered. What’s that? His cheeks are all red? Shut up, it’s just the light from the moon playing tricks. 

Anticipating another attack, Scara managed to snatch a wrist, quickly turning to apprehend the offendor. Indigo eyes locked onto mischievous, emerald ones.

“Found you~ You’re not very good at hiding, y’know?”

“Where was I even supposed to hide? There’s only sand for miles ahead” Wanderer huffed, definitely not upset at having lost this silly game. Nuh uh.

Sethos could only laugh in response, the sound sending a strange, fluttery feeling through Hat guy’s chest. Though, he chose to ignore it.

“Y’know, I never realized how ticklish you are” the brunette landed a poke on Wanderer’s side, earning a startled squeak. 

“Do that again and I’ll make you regret it” he growled out, which only made him seem cuter, in Sethos’ humble opinion. 

“Oh? Well, I’m always up for a challenge~”

Wanderer wasn’t sure what happened. One moment he was glaring at that annoying bee, and then he’s suddenly laying down on the sand, hat fallen off, getting a full view of the night’s sky. He felt the warm weight of Sethos settling on top of his hips, keeping him stuck, though that didn’t stop him from struggling. He twisted and turned, kicked out his legs, but it was all useless. When that failed, he opted to glare at the man on top of him, even if he knew deep down that it was ineffective. Since the first day they met, Sethos had always been drawn to him like a moth to a flame, never afraid. It was odd, receiving all this attention, but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

Hat guy’s inner monologue came to a halt when those fingers rested against his sides, lightly tapping up and down. He hated how it made his skin jump. He hated how much this stupid bee affected him, no matter how hard he tried to control himself. 

“C’mon, laugh for me~” Sethos cooed encouragingly, a bright smile blossoming along his lips at the sight of that delicious red blush painting Scaramouche’s cheeks. 

“I do not lahaugh- waHAit! NoHOho!” any semblance of composure went out the window the moment that those fingers climbed their way up his ribcage, feeling those unbearable pokes and prods along the bones and between them. 

“Haha! You’re even cuter when you actually smile and laugh” the electro user laughed along with him, only serving to further embarrass him. Scara would desperately try to bite down on his lip, to keep those awful sounds at bay, but that sly bee somehow managed to find every little spot that made him want to crawl out of his skin. 

The higher those fingers went, the more desperate Scaramouche’s laughter got. 

“I’m getting the sneaking suspicion that I’m about to reach a sweet spot~” the brunette leaned down to whisper against the flushed ear, serving to fluster the squirming male beneath him further. 

Once he managed to worm his fingers up to Scara’s underarms, the dam finally broke. Loud, unrestrained laughter flowed out of the latter’s mouth. Sethos felt his mouth go agape, he never thought that this ball of grump could ever sound so… free? Happy? Joyful? All the above? It was truly such a mesmerizing sound, as great as finding an oasis in the middle of the desert. Paired up with the rare but beautiful wide smile. Yup, he could pass away to celestia right now. 

When Wanderer went all limp under him did he finally let up, though he couldn’t stop himself from ogling at the mess he left behind. Indigo hair all tussled out of place, flushed puffed out cheeks, and that smile that Scara tried to hide but couldn’t stop himself. 

“Beautiful…” the words escaped his lips without realizing, surprising the both of them. He could’ve sworn that Scaramouche’s blush deepened, a blush of his own not trailing far behind. 

He suddenly tumbled off with a soft ‘oof’ when Scara pushed him off, seemingly trying to ignore… whatever just happened. He watched as the wanderer stood up, grabbing his hat and dusting the sand off before putting it back on. Was he leaving already? “Wait, where are you going?” 

“It’s still your birthday, right? C’mon, I have something to give you” he stretched his hand out to Sethos, pulling the brunette to his feet. The whirlwind of emotions felt even more intense now, and the bow user didn’t know what to do with himself. 

In an act of impulse, Sethos placed a quick kiss on Scara’s cheek, causing the anemo user to freeze up. Indigo eyes widened in surprise, though there was no anger or annoyance behind them. He reached to touch the patch of skin that had been grazed by soft lips, the corners of his mouth quirking up into a faint smile.

“Tch… annoying bee” Scara feigned annoyance, yet his hand found its way to Sethos’, linking their fingers together as they walked. 

“Happy birthday” Wanderer whispered, like a sweet breeze against Sethos’ skin. To think that a silly game of hide and seek could’ve lead to something much greater. Truly the best birthday yet.  

Wanderer only went out to grab some fresh air away from the stuffy Akademiya but somehow found himself flying across Sumeru city to escape the clutches of the traveller and that annoying little bee called Sethos.

He looked back over his shoulder to see that both were in hot pursuit, both grinning with determination to get their hands on the anemo user.

With a chuckle, Wanderer had to give credit to their efforts, but it was time for this foolishness to end.

The puppet called back a taunting, “See ya’!” before speeding off further into the city and disappearing around one of many corners and kept flying until he reached a small tree and grass patch just outside of the city.

For a fleeting moment, he thought he had escaped his pursuers, a triumphant grin spreading across his face.

“Not fast enough, almighty Traveller- ACK.” He felt a powerful force slam into him from behind before he could even finish his triumphed speech, sending him crashing to the grassy patch below him, his hat thrown from his head.  “What! How?!”

“You underestimated us!” Sethos beamed as he and the blonde traveller wrestled Wanderer down to the ground.

“Which isn’t anything new for you, is it?” Aether’s voice was smug, and in that moment, Wanderer wanted to murder them both. No one would know, he could easily pass it off as an accident.   

“Unhand me!” Wanderer demanded. “Or both of you will face the fatal consequences!”

The two men chuckled at his dramatic declaration and looked at each other with nothing but mischief in their eyes. “Watch this, Sethos – I’ll prove to you now that our beloved Hat guy here is ticklish.”

What.

Wanderer’s eyes widened in alarm as Aether’s fingers crept towards him. This bastard wouldn’t dare, surely? He didn’t have that much of a death wish, did he?

What made the situation even more humiliating was that Sethos was present, and wait, when did he put the anemo user’s hat on his head instead? But if he caught even a glimpse of something that could be used against him, he would never leave him alone.

“Touch me, and you’ll regret it.”

Aether’s fingers making contact with his sides startled a gasp from the puppet, but he sets his jaw, determined to remain stoic and appear unaffected. 

“Hm, not much of a reaction,” Sethos noted, sounding almost disappointed.

“He’s just holding it in,” Aether grinned, nimble fingers now travelling up to his ribs. “Aren’t you, Hat guy?”

“You’re really pushing it,” Wanderer said through gritted teeth, feeling himself crumble as the tickling at his ribs forced a breathy giggle from him. “Stop!”

Sethos watched in awe, then with an amused laugh of his own, he decided to join in. His eager fingers went straight under Hat guy’s arms which startled an uncontrollable cackle to burst from him.

“AHAHA – I sahahaid stop!”

“There it is!” Aether cheered with pride, revelling in the helpless laughter.

“Wow, you were right,” Sethos had to dodge a swift throw of Wanderer’s arm which squirmed rapidly in the tickling. “I’ve never heard him laugh like this before.”

“I’ll show you a laugh,” Aether stopped tickling his ribs and reached down to Wanderer’s bare knee, where he began squeezing around it with vigor.  

Wanderer howled with laughter, shrieks and cackles that Sethos wasn’t even aware could be heard from him.

“I HAHAHATE YOHOHOU!”

Aether only laughed, delighted with the results of his and Sethos’ tickling. The fun came to a sudden halt when anemo energy engulfed all around them, sending both Aether and Sethos flying backwards.

“Ouch…” Sethos groaned, noting Hat guy’s hat sat upon the ground in front of him. He watched as Wanderer then picked up the hat and placed it back on his own head, holding it down over his eyes to hide his expression.

“I’m going to give you both to the count of five.”

Aether and Sethos gulped at the seriousness of his tone. Sensing the immediate danger, they were in, both panicked and started running away with a yell.