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Happy holidays everybody! Iâm very sorry for the late post: my personal life has very much gotten in the way of this project and Iâve neglected to check my Tumblr much. Nonetheless, I was assigned to make a gift for @cringemesstickles! Thank you so much for your patience, and I hope that you like your gift :D
Character A is in a bad mood, and Character B tickles them to cheer them up.
Iâve never drawn this duo before, so I hope I did their faces justice! I did my best to use references haha. Happy holidays!
A/N: surpriiiiise @chibisstuff!! I'm your squealing santa this year! I hope you love your gift <3 happy holidays! đ
Characters: lee!Deku, lee!Kaminari, ler!Bakugou
Chapter 1 - Tough Spot
Summary: Bakugou's ler mood has gotten out of control and Deku happens to be pass by at just the right wrong moment.
Katsuki had an itch. An itch to destroy. Heâd been pacing back and forth trying to come up with a way to rid himself of his desires, but he was out of luck. Thereâs really no other way to satiate the desire to tickle someone into oblivion without actually tickling someone into oblivion.
The next poor soul to pass by was in for a wrecking of a lifetime. And lo and behold, a certain green-haired, freckled boy happened to enter the common room at just the wrong moment.
Perfect, Katsuki thought. âOi, nerd.â
âOh! Hi, Kacchan! What is it?â
âCome with me. I want to show you something.â
âOkay!â
Katsuki led Izuku to his dorm room. Kacchan never lets anyone into his room, except for Kirishima on occasion, Izuku thought. He must be serious.
Katsuki opened the door and said, âWait on the bed for a sec.â
Izuku nodded and hopped up onto Katsukiâs bed. He waited patiently while Katsuki rummaged around in his closet for something. He pulled out a red tie.
Izuku cocked his head in confusion. â...A tie? I didnât know you even owned one of those.â
âWatch it, nerd. Just hold still, will ya?â
âO-okay.â
Katsuki walked over to the bed, grabbing Izukuâs wrists and tying them to the headboard.
âUm, Kacchan? What are you doing?â
âDo I have to grab a second one to shut your damn trap? Stop asking questions.â
âN-no! Sorry!â
After Katsuki finished tying off a secure knot, he furrowed his brow and placed his head in his hand. He sighed. âSo, I lied, but I know youâre not going to hate this, so you really donât have anything to be mad about.â
Izuku started to shake nervously as Katsuki climbed up on top of him. âI know you can free yourself if you really canât take it anymore, so⊠just do that if you need, alright?â
âI-I still donât know what youâre talking abahahAHA! W-wahahahahait!â
âNo can do.â
âWhyhyhyhyhy!?â
âDonât worry about it. Just⊠just try to enjoy it. I know you like this anyways.â
Katsuki could feel a fire light inside of him as soon as got a taste of that delicious laughter. He hated how much he liked doing this, but he knew heâd never get this urge to go away unless he acted on it. Besides, out of all the possible victims, he knew this one wouldnât mind.
âEhehe pfftahahahaha! S-stahahahahahap!â
âOh come on, you can take it.â
Katsuki dug into Izukuâs ribcage, sporadically traveling up into his underarms. Izuku wiggled back and forth beneath Katsuki, but he really couldnât move much with his arms restrained and his legs trapped. As Katsuki fully succumbed to his desires, his focused, mildly disgruntled expression slowly turned into an enraptured leer.
âaaAAAAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! K-KACCHAHAHAHAHAHAN! NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEASE!â Izuku screamed as Katsuki dug into his hips.
God, his laughter was intoxicating.
âAIIEEEHEHEYAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHI- *snort* I CAHAHAHA- *hic* KAHACCHAHAHAA!!â
Katsuki reluctantly stopped for a moment when Izukuâs laughter went silent. Izuku panted, dazed, buzzing with a leftover tingly feeling.
âWh-why,â he started, âWhy are you doing this?â
âI-â Katsuki paused. âYou wouldnât get it.â
âAre you sure?â Izuku questioned, gazing up at him with those big, green doe eyes.
Katsuki hesitated a second too long. The slightest hint of a rosy hue spread across his cheeks as he said, âI just⊠I get these urges sometimes. I donât know where they come from or why they happen, but it makes me want to⊠Argh! It makes me wanna tickle someone so badly.â
Izukuâs eyes widened.
âAnd I canât get rid of it! I canât get rid of it until I, yâknow, actually do it. You happened to be walking by right as it was getting to a point where I just couldnât stand it anymore, so IâŠâ
âI get it.â
âYou- You do?â
âYeah, I think so.â
âWell⊠Good. Now donât go blabbing about it to anyone, alright?â
âI wouldnât dare.â
âGood.â
âŠ
âSo, a-are you done, orâŠ?â
Katsuki looked away. His palm crackled like a firecracker as his face turned a shade redder. Finally, he closed his fist and asked, âCan you take a bit more?â
Izuku took a deep breath.
âGo for it.â
Chapter 2 - Heady Pursuit
Summary: Denki overhears what happened yesterday and gets extremely jealous. So, what else is there to do than to provoke Bakugou until he gets what he wants?
What on earth is all that noise about? Denki thought. Bored, he decided to investigate. He took the elevator from the third to the fourth floor, where he thought he heard the ruckus coming from.
âOf course itâs Bakugou,â he said to himself as he walked closer to the blondeâs dorm.
âEEEYAHAHA! NOOHOHOHOooaAAHHAHAHAHA! NOT THE FEHEHEET!! PLEASE KACCHAAAAHAHAHAHAAHA!!â
âYou said you could take it, now take it!â came Katsukiâs reply.
âIHIHIT TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!!â
âNo shit it tickles, dumbass!â
Denkiâs face went beet red. So thatâs what they were doing. He should have guessedâMr. Smiley canât even make Deku laugh that loud. Denki could feel static building up in his hair. He shook it off and marched back towards the elevator.
Nothing was working. Denki had been dropping hints all day, making playful remarks, stretching in front of Katsuki so that his midriff was showing, even laying in his lap (and promptly getting told to âfuck offâ). But he had to keep trying.
âOiiiii Kacchan!â
âThe hell dâyou want?â
âWant? I donât want anything, Iâm just saying hello!â
âYeah, sure.â
Crap! Was he really that obvious?
âA-anyway,â Denki continued, âKirishima and I are going to the gym later, if you want to join?â
âNah, already went.â
âOh, okay! In that case, would you mind helping me with this new move Iâve been working on? I need someone to practice it with, and-â
âDo it with Kirishima.â
âBut itâs up in the air! Kirishima can only help me practice stuff on the ground! Itâs called the uh, something or other volt maneuver!â
âYouâre insane.â
âOh câmon, pleeeaaase?â
âNo.â
âPleeeeaaaase?â
âNo.â
âAt least let me show you! I get a running start like this,â Denki explained, running in place, âJump up real high, do a couple flips and then come crashing down with my arms out, like this!â
As Denki whipped out his arms and pointed his finger guns towards Katsuki, he âaccidentallyâ let out a small bolt of electricity (only about as strong as the electrostatic shocks you get on a particularly dry day), zapping him in the arm.
â...Oops.â
âDUNCE FACEââ
âAAAHHHHH!â Denki shrieked and bolted.
Katsuki was hot on his tail, and Denki could feel his heart beating a mile a minute as he scrambled around the common room, knowing that he could only evade the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight for so long.
âCOME HERE, YOU BASTARD!â
âNOOO!â
âIâM GONNA KILL YOU!!â
Denki decided his best bet was to make a run for the front door.
âONLY IF YOU CATCH-WaAHH!â Denki yelped as Katsuki swiftly tackled him into the grass.
Katsuki had him pinned. âWhat do you have to say for yourself, haah?â
âUhmâŠâ
âNothing?â
Denki pursed his lips and shook his head.
Katsuki sighed. âYou know what? Iâm feeling nice today. Iâm gonna let you off the hook.â
âWhat? Why!?â
â...Why do you sound so upset by that?â
âI-Iâm not upset, haha, y-yay!â Denki stuttered, sweating nervously.
âSeriously, what has gotten into you? Youâve been acting weird all day.â
âOh, h-have I? I hadnât noticedâŠâ
The two stared at each other for a moment.
âS-so are you gonna let me go?â
âNot until you tell me whatâs up.â
âN-nothingâs up! Nothing at all!â
âNot gonna fess up? Good thing I know how to make losers like you talk.â
Denki saw an unmistakable glint in Katsukiâs eye. He shivered.
âW-wait, BakugAAHAHAHA!â
Katsuki wasted no time in shoving his hands right up into Denkiâs underarms, vibrating his fingers against him.
âEEHEHE STAHAHAHAHA!â Denki laughed, squeezing his eyes shut.
âNuh-uh, you asked for this.â
Katsuki was thoroughâhe fluttered his fingers against Denkiâs ears and neck, pinched up and down his sides, skillfully rubbed his thumbs into his ribs, massaged his hips, and even squeezed his thighsâconstantly making him jump and yelp in surprise. Finally, he reached back to squeeze above and skitter his fingers underneath Denkiâs knees.
Denki laughed and laughed and laughed, banging his fist on the ground. He thrashed about as much as he could, making a futile attempt to escape. He was at his limit.
Hi, @supermarvel-fics! I'm your squealing Santa this year. It's my first time writing for the Scream series, but I really hope this fic is to your liking. I'm a big fan of the series myself :D. I hope you have a great holiday season and a wonderful 2024!
Word Count- 2,169.
Warnings- Swearing, mentions of death, and tickling.
Fandom- Scream (1996).
Pairing- Stu Macher x Reader (Friends to lovers- two characters falling in love and character A finds out character B is ticklish (ends in kissing and confessing) Characters are both 18 in this fic.
Itâs been a string of dark days for Woodsboro, California, as the Ghostface attacks ravage the town. Stu distracts you from your worries by inviting you over to his place. What was supposed to be a chill night of movies turned into playful tickling and heartfelt confessions.Â
Diiiiing!
High school didnât usually dismiss at 9:00am. You didnât crawl out of the warmth of your bed for two hours of instruction. But, these werenât usual times.Â
A killer was on the loose. People were going missing, lives were being lost. Woodsboro High couldnât keep you safe. So, they sent everyone home with a strict curfew to be enforced in the evening.
Even in a crowd, you felt afraid. Ghostface could be anywhere. He could strike at any time. You didnât even bother going to your locker. Instead, you were one of the first students in the hall, holding your backpack strap in a death grip.Â
You walked as fast as your feet could take you. But, someone behind you was faster.Â
Unlike you, Stu was thrilled to have a siesta from school. He burst out of his boring history class with a huge grin. He scanned the crowd for you and, when he saw you, he pushed his way forward.Â
â(Y/N!)
In the commotion of the busy hallway, you didnât hear him approach. So, when two strong arms hoisted you into the air, you screamed.Â
âNo, NO! Let me go!â Your limbs took on a mind of their own, flailing about violently. If Ghostface was gonna take you out, heâd have a fight on his hands. Stu yelped and, after getting clocked in the jaw, he immediately put you back down.Â
âHey, HEY! Itâs just me!â Stu wailed. He rubbed his jaw, wincing. âFuck, that hurtâŠâ
You sighed an exasperated sigh. âDamn it, Stu.â You stepped towards him, closing the gap, and tenderly put a hand on his jaw. âYou scared the hell outta me. Iâm sorry.âÂ
For a moment, Stuâs eyes softened. The two of you had been friends since elementary school, and it wasnât really a secret that he adored you. He made an agreement with Billy that they werenât allowed to hurt you. Ever. You were his calm in the storm that he and Billy were bringing to Woodsboro.Â
And, for you, Stu was your light in the darkness. The Ghostface attacks had you on edge. You hadnât been sleeping well, lacked focus in class, and constantly looked over your shoulder. A part of you wished that Stu took the ordeal more seriously. But, a larger part of you was grateful that he still found ways to make you smile. He leaned into your hand and gave you a little pout.
âSorry enough to come by my place tonight?â Stuâs pout turned into a bright, hopeful grin. âMy parents wonât be home, and Randy hooked me up with some killer movies. All thatâs missing is you~.â
He ended his statement with a poke to your nose. You smiled, playfully batting his hand away. Then, you released his jaw and sighed.Â
âI donât know, Stu. Iâm tired.â You replied. Then, as if on cue, you yawned deeply. âI havenât been able to sleep because of, well, ya know.âÂ
Stu nodded. But then, he gave you another bright smile, leaning his taller frame towards you. âThatâs exactly why you should come over! Ghostfaceâs got nothing on me.â He bragged and flexed his muscles. âLook, Iâm so buff, Iâll totally protect you, (Y/N).âÂ
You regarded him with a smirk. Then, you reached up to feel his bicep. Stu gasped and made a dramatic show of leaning into you. You tried to hold him up, but he was too heavy, and he nearly made you fall. You yelped and stumbled back into a nearby locker, scolding him without malice.Â
âStuhu!â You laughed and grabbed onto both of his arms to keep yourself upright. Stu snickered and hovered over you. He gently shook your hands off of his arms and took them into his own. He squeezed them affectionately, thumbs rubbing the top of your hands, and his blue eyes gazed into yours.Â
âLet me protect you, alright?â He asked softly. You froze and held his gaze. There was a sudden warmth in his eyes, and you felt your cheeks heating up. After a beat, you nodded.
âAlright, if you really promise to protect me.âÂ
Although the safety of your home comforted you, you needed a distraction. And, Stu seemed happy to deliver. Stu confirmed this with a wide grin.Â
âAwesome!â Stu cheered. He suddenly scooped you up, making you squeal, and carried you through the crowds. Once out of the school, he put you down, patting your back. âCome by at six tonight. Oh! And bring food! Canât have a movie night without food.â
You smoothed out your clothes, returning his grin. Honestly, he couldâve gotten lost in that smile. âIâll bring the best of Woodsboroâs culinary delights. You can count on it.âÂ
Stu whooped and did a fist pump. Then, with another laugh, the two of you parted ways.Â
Burgers, fries, and sodas spelled the perfect night-in for you. Stuâs house wasnât too far from yours, but your older brother insisted on dropping you off. You waved goodbye as he pulled off and carried the food to Stuâs door. You had to put the sodas down to knock on the door. Seconds later, the door opened, and Stu greeted you with a huge grin.Â
âThere you are! Right on time.â He gave you a quick hug and helped you bring the food in. Once inside his home, you felt your shoulders drop. Youâd been over his home so many times, it brought you a sense of peace. A rarity in the current state of Woodsboro. You followed him to the living room and set the bags down. He did the same. Then, he turned to you, playfully pushing you back onto the couch.Â
âHEY!â You caught yourself with your hands, snickering. Stu flopped beside you, and you lightly shoved his shoulder. âThatâs how you treat someone who brought you food?âÂ
Stu chuckled and cozied up to you, putting his head on your arm. âMaybe.â He smirked. He reached forward to grab the remote and his fries. âNow, shhh! The movieâs starting.â
You rolled your eyes, but otherwise relented.Â
Stu picked out a scary movie for the two of you to watch. His head was still resting on your arm and, despite your best efforts, you flinched at the jump scares. You shielded your eyes from any more scares, and Stu looked up at you curiously. He smiled.Â
âDâaww, youâre kinda cute when youâre afraid.â He cooed. He poked your cheek, snickering as you reeled away from him.Â
âCut it out, Iâm not cute.â You argued, keeping your eyes shielded. You moved your hands when you felt him shift under you. He sat straight up, suddenly poking your side. You slammed your arm to protect the area. âAha! Stu!â
âI donât know,â he mused, now harboring a playful glint in his eye. âThatâs the cutest little giggle Iâve ever heard. And you know what?â
You didnât respond, but when you felt the couch cushion dip, you jumped to your feet out of instinct. Just in time too, because Stu had scooted closer to you, wriggling his fingers in the air. You giggled nervously, pointing an accusatory finger at him. âStu, donât you dare-â
âOh, I dare, (Y/N)!â He grinned mischievously. He made the conscious effort not to dip into his Ghostface voice. âI wanna hear that adorable giggle again.â
He shot up from his seat and lunged towards you. You yelped and narrowly dodged him. You ran behind the couch for cover and tried to run around it. But, Stu mirrored your movements, moving left and right with you respectively. âWhere ya goinâ~?â
âIâm gonna kill youhu-â You snickered and made the last minute decision to grab a pillow for self-defense. Stuâs eyes widened and, after a dramatic gasp, he covered his mouth with both hands.Â
âYouâre gonna kill me? With a pillow? Oh my god, have mercy!â Stu pretended to sound terrified. Then, he suddenly vaulted over the couch, easily ripping the pillow from your hands. âI donât respond well to threats! Now, youâre gonna get it!â
You screamed and took off running. Stuâs grin widened; he loved a good chase. He stayed hot on your tail and chased you through the house. He easily caught up with you and, just before you could book it upstairs, he wrapped both of his arms around your waist. He dragged you back to the couch and tossed you onto it.Â
âBaaad move, (Y/N)! You donât run upstairs when someoneâs chasing you!â He playfully chastised. He straddled your waist and poked at random spots on your torso. You squealed and bucked your hips, giggling frantically. âHavenât you watched any movies?â
âNohohoho!â You whined and wrestled with his hands. You managed to get a couple of pinches on his sides, making him squeal, but he was faster and stronger than you. He gathered your wrists into one hand, holding them above your head. Then, with his free hand, he alternated pinches along your hips. You arched your back and giggled harder. âThihihis isnât fuhuhuhny! Lehehet me gohoho!â
âNope! No can do, Iâve gotta have those cute (Y/N)Â giggles.â Stu snickered and suddenly reached up to spider his nails along your neck. âGive âem to me!â
You yelled and scrunched your neck. âNOHahahaha! Stuhuhu stahaha!â You protested and whipped your head around, trying to avoid his fingers. After a couple more scratches, his hand found your side, and he squeezed at it rapidly. You arched your back again. âSTUHUHU!â
â(Y/N)~â He responded in a singsong voice. He scritched across your stomach to get to your other side. âPoor baby, does it tickle?â
âYehehehes!â You whined and fell deeper into your giggle fit. âPlehehehehease stohohohop!â
âBut I havenât even tickled your armpits yet!â Stu argued. Your eyes widened and you looked up at him, only to be met with a smug grin. âWhat? That wouldnât be a bad spot, would it?â
âNO! Not there, Stu, plehehehease!â You started giggling again when he poked and prodded up your side. You squirmed, trying to roll away from you, but his weight on top of you kept you pinned to the cushions. âPlehehease nohohot thehehere!â
Stu smirked up at you, teasing your rib cage with his blunt nails. That was your second worst spot; you squirmed around more violently, gasping in between giggles.Â
âHere I come, (Y/N)...â Stu taunted. He pinched at the spaces in between your ribs, earning short barks of laughter. âIâm gonna get you..â
You shook your head back and forth, laughing harder as he kept moving up. âNahahaha dohohonât!â
Stuâs eyes sparkled with mischief. Would you fall for one of the oldest tricks in the book?Â
âDonât what?â He asked, leaning down to nuzzle into your neck. You snorted and pushed your head against his, making him chuckle. âHmm~? Donât what, buddy?â
âTihihihihickle mehehehehe!â
No way. Stu switched to the other side of your neck to nuzzle. You pinched your eyes shut, now full-on laughing. âWell,â he breathed into your skin, making you laugh harder. âIf you insist!â
Stu let go of your wrists and, in one fluid motion, plunged his wiggling fingers under your arms. You screamed and slammed your arms against your sides, which trapped his hands in place.Â
âNOHAHAHA GEHEHEHT OHOHOFF OF MEHEHEHE!â You kicked your legs against the couch, your loud laughter filling up every corner of the room. âPLEHEHEHASE!â
âListen to you, listen to that pretty laugh!â Stu laughed along with you and drilled his thumbs into your armpits. You squeezed your arms against your sides even more, falling deeper into a pit of laughter. âYouâre such a cutie. Tickle, tickle, tickle, cutie pie.â
You blushed and writhed under him, laughing yourself silly. While tickling your armpits, Stu returned to nuzzling your neck. He blew quick raspberries into it when he felt especially mischievous. As much as you kicked and laughed, you werenât going anywhere. It was the raspberries that pushed you into hiccupy laughter, and after one more raspberry, Stu stopped tickling you.Â
You breathed heavily. Ticklish sensations still plagued you, so you were still very giggly. âYouhuâre suhuhch an ahahashole.â
Stu laughed. âYou donât mean that. You love me!â His eyes softened again as he looked at you; disheveled hair, a wide smile, those beautiful (e/c) eyes. âRight? Cause Iâve definitely got a thing for you, (Y/N).â
You looked up at him with wide eyes. Your face spelled surprise, but somewhere in your heart, you already knew. âReally?â
Stu climbed off of you so that you could sit up. âHell yeah, I do.â He repeated, patting a spot beside him. You obliged by scooting beside him, so that you were pressed against him. âWant me to prove it?â
Thatâs what you needed. Proof. Something sweet to seal the deal. You nodded. Then, wrapping an arm around you, he leaned down to kiss your lips. Deeply.Â
You leaned up into that kiss and smiled. Stu smiled too. Heâd kill to keep that smile on your face.
ho ho ho !!! itâs santama !! (ïŸâ^*)ïŸââ -=â -=â*Merry Xâmas*â happy holidays to all my tamadachi !!
this year i had the honor to draw forâŠ
bread!anon !!! .*:ïŸïŒïœă»Ïă»ÂŽïŒăïŸ:*.
i was so so excited to draw these two so eh, i went all out haha (ïŸÂŽăźÂŽ)ïŸ*:ïŸâ§ both ladies are so gorgeous and cute and mitsuri-chan is such a perfect lee to me !!! i really hope you enjoy how i portrayed your prompts and have a very wonderful holiday !!! ê°àčËÍê”ËÍàčê±àÌ„*ïŸÌ„âĄâ Ænê»Ă¶áž
image id: 1st image-shinobu kocho approaches from behind mitsuri kanroji with a friendly and polite smile on here face. she says, âmitsuri-chan, the dozen donuts i brought for everyone-thereâs only two left. would you have something to do with this?â second panel, mitsuri faces shinobu with a guilty expression, however she is trying to play it off. âoh! u-um⊠i donât recall⊠any donuts⊠recently..?â âi seeâŠâ shinobu said. then, in the third panel, a shadow darkens over her face, giving her a sinister look. she wiggles her fingers towards mitsuri, who is cowering. âthen you wouldnât mind a quick deep pressure search, would you?â shinobu asks. âeep! w-wait⊠anything but that!â mitsuri pleads.
2nd image-mitsuri is tied up and laid on the ground. she is trussed up in a complex and intricate form of shibari, which completely traps her legs together and her arms behind her back. ropes are also wrapped around her bottom and under her bosom. shinobu is kneeled next to her, stroking and kneading mitsuriâs belly with her nails and fingers. she has a slightly disappointed look on her face. mitsuri, on the other hand, has her eyes scrunched shut and her mouth in a wide open smile, lost in hysterical laughter.
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Merry Christmas @chibimochii !!! I am your @squealing-santa this year~!
I finally got to write for these two and I really hope you enjoy it. Also my first time participating in this event so it was interesting to try, I hope did okay!
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: It's tickling???
AO3 Post
Neuvillette is eager to spend some of the festive season with Wriothesely this year... although Neuvillette has received some questionable and unsightly attire.
Wriothesely stared at the rare visitor in front of him. His serious and blank expression heavily contrasted the red and white hat atop his head.
âAre you aware of the tradition of Christmas, Wriothesely?â As Neuvillette asked, he leaned forward against the Dukeâs desk, bell on his hat jingling, as if anticipating the answer like a child who canât wait.
Cute.
âYes, Iâm aware⊠who put this hat on you?â
âSedene did, she said I should try and be more festive this year.â
Wriothesely chuckled, âI think you have been plenty festive all the years youâve decided to celebrate.â
âWell this year is⊠different.
âHow so?â
âCome to the surface.â
And so, this is how Wriothesely found himself spending the week of Christmas in the Palais. Sitting on Neuvilletteâs couch, tea in hand, cold rain howling outside.
âWould you like one of these âuglyâ Christmas sweaters that Clorinde purchased for everyone?â
They were indeed ugly, but in a cute way.Â
âI am most certainly not wearing one of those, I know you will try and take a picture.â The Duke glared playfully at Neuvillette.
âCome now, you will get cold.â
âThen light the fireplace!â
âI⊠do not want to.â
âYouâre the *Hydro* Sovereign, the fire isnât going to do anything to you.â Wriothesely couldnât help but laugh to himself, âSeriously though, you control this rain donât you? Why is it so bad tonight? Is something wrong?â
Neuvillette signed, âYes, something is terribly wrong⊠You will not wear this ugly sweater.â
âOh ha-ha, very funny⊠why donât you wear the sweater, hmm?
âIt⊠clashes with my robes.âÂ
âThat is the point isnât it? Itâs ugly and it needs to look as bad as possible. Come here, I will help you.â
Neuvillette looks at Wriothesely with wide eyes as he calmly approaches, âN-No I can do this myself! I am not a childâŠâ
The smirk on the Dukeâs face said he had other ideas though, easily tugging on Neuvilletteâs coattail to stop him from moving away and pulling him into his muscular arms.
âNot this again!â The Iudex stifled a laugh.
âNot what again? Whatever could be wrong, dear Sovereign?âÂ
âY-You are going to do that tickle thing to me again arenât you!? Everytime you think I am being shy or not compliant with your schemesâŠâÂ
Wriothesely chuckled and easily dragged him to the couch, gently pinning him down and trying to undo the buttons of his coat, âWell I wouldnât be doing the âtickle thingâ if you would just wear the sweater. Come on, I will buy my own if you put this one on.â
âW-Whehey are you like this!?â
âHonestly, it is rather amusing to watch your ears turn red when you are embarrassed. Just look at them.â
The Duke makes a point by softly pinching the tips of Neuvilletteâs pointy ears, making him let out a small uncharacteristic squeak. âStohohop!â
Wriothesely manages to get the robe off with minimal effort, mainly because he knows Neuvillette is secretly enjoying this. This affection between the two, as well as secret visits has become more common recently, and neither is complaining. These meetings have allowed Wriothesely to get to know the new leader of the nation in a more intimate setting⊠including the fact that he is ticklish.
âAh you love it, now put this sweater on before I tickle you more.â
âN-Nohohohoo!!â
âAlright then you leave me no choiceâŠâ
Wriothesely prepares one sleeve of the sweater and pulls Neuvilletteâs arm up, looping it into the hole and successfully getting it through. Not that the Chief Justice is putting up much of a fight as he appears to be in some sort of giggle fit at this point of the absurdity of the situation, this allows him to easily get the other arm into its sleeve as well⊠that just leaves his head.
âI swear I am going to get someone to cut your hair sometime⊠itâs so damn longâŠâ
Neuvillette huffs in amusement, âI quite like my long hair, as do the Melusineâs⊠and I know you do as wellâŠâÂ
That rare knowing smile, he will pay for this.
Wriothesely then realises he has Neuvillette in a pretty good restraint, his arms in the sweater above his head, âI think you require more tickling for Christmas, Oâ Hydro Dragon~â
No response could be given apart from a surprised shout followed by a wheezy laugh as Wriothesely digs his fingertips into Neuvilletteâs armpits, causing him to squirm and desperately pull his trapped arms down.
His fingers travel down Neuvilletteâs delicate ribs, making him kick wildly behind the Dukeâs back, kneeing him a couple times.
âOuch, come on now is such violence necessary? I am only doing the âtickle thingâ you know?â The smirk was audible in his voice.
âHhahahahaha you d-deserve ihihihihihihiiit stahahahahahahaap!!!â Neuvilletteâs wheezing laughter only made Wriothesely chuckle and begin to dance his fingers down his sides now, causing the hydro wielder to writhe beneath him even more.Â
âNOOOHOHO!!!!â
âAre you going to wear the sweater?â
âN-Nohohoho you wear ihihihit!â
âAh, I guess more tickles for you then!â
And so the Duke returned to tickling Neuvilletteâs exposed armpits, driving him nearly insane at this point. He quite liked the look of the Iudex when he was laughing and free of worry. The slight permanent frown he seems to always wear is replaced with a beet red face and tears of laughter beginning to form at the corners of his eyes. He honestly looks as if he might be enjoying this a little.
Wriothesely decides he doesnât want Neuvillette to pass out and stops his tickling, taking the exhausted man and sitting him upright, legs across his lap. As Neuvillette recovers from the ordeal, he finds the sweater being forced over his head finally and Wriothesely adjusts it and his hair so he is snug.
âGotcha~â
Neuvillette doesnât even protest, nor does he want to. He rests his head against the younger man's chest, feeling warm and comfortable as he gently rubs his back to help him come down from the ticklish high.
âNot a word to anyone⊠especially the MelusinesâŠâ
âDonât worry, this was too precious for me to want to share with anyone but you.â
âHah. Trying to butter me up now?â Neuvillette chuckles.
âI will save that for tomorrow. For now, let's relax. The rain stopped so I assume whatever was on your mind was successfully tickled away?âÂ
Neuvilletteâs ears turning a little red did not go unnoticed, he looked up with wide eyes as if he had been caught. âAh⊠I guess so⊠though did you really have to tickle me?â
âYes, and I have the urge to do it again now that youâre in this awful sweater.â
âW-Wriothesely donât!â
Neuvilletteâs words were cut off with a wheeze from himself and Wriothesely decided to try his legs and feet now, not that he minded. This was a nice way to spend Christmas Eve.
Squealing Santa 2023
Genshin Impact - Kaeya & Diluc
A/N: Merry Christmas, Mango-anon! That's right, I'm your @squealing-santa this year!
Heheh, isn't it funny that we changed the roles? After getting a gift from you in last year's SS, I tried to come up with something just as special - hopefully I made it up to your expectations!
Also, I couldn't find any canon info about the characters' height, so let's just go along with this one, yeah?
I just want to wish you a happy holiday season and thank @hypahticklish for hosting the event again!
Summary: When you are decorating the place, 2 cm can make a lot of difference.
Word count: 1338 words
âI think I remember this one, brother,â Kaeya chirped happily as he gently pulled another decoration from inside that old chest. Pinching the string that was attached to the toy to hold it up to his line of sight, Kaeya admired the golden, star-shaped object as it brought him some old memories from his childhood. âHah, last time I saw this one, we still-â
âCare to do something other than reminiscing?â Diluc interrupted, with a frown on his face. Letting out an audible grunt, the redheaded dropped another box on top of the counter - also full of decorations.
By the end of the year, the people of Mondstadt had the tradition of decorating their houses to celebrate the arrival of winter and to cherish the moments they had together throughout that year. At least, most of the people did it.
Diluc wasnât sure when it was the last time he had bothered to do something like this. He was even more clueless about why he decided to do it this time. Maybe his change of heart had something to do with the traveler or the latest events? Maybe after spending so much time with that spoiled bard was, at last, affecting him? Maybe was he sick? Diluc didnât know - and did it really matter at this point? He looked to the side, spotting Kaeyaâs smug, amused glance at him. Diluc rolled his eyes.
âMy, of course, brother. I just couldnât help myself⊠All the sweet memories coming back to my mind,â Kaeya mused poetically - mostly to annoy his brother even further. âIâm sure the winery will look just as lovely when we are done decorating it.â
Kaeya quickly got back to his feet, starting to hang a few garlands near the entrance, adding the ones that resembled small berries and snow flakes to enhance the composition even further. The captain smiled, proud of his work. âWhat do you think, Diluc?â Kaeya sighed proudly, placing his hands over his hips as he admired the results of his efforts.
However, as more seconds passed by and there was no sign of answers from his dear brother, Kaeya repeated himself, this time also looking back. âDiluc? What do you⊠thinkâŠâ
âJust- agh, just a second,â Diluc grunted, gritting his teeth and stretching his arm as high as he could. Standing on the tip of his toes and leaning against the shelves, Diluc tried to place a bright, golden star on top of a tree - a spot that was clearly out of his reach.
Kaeya scoffed quietly, surprised that his brother would find such difficulties in such a simple task. âDo you need a hand? I could lift you if you want-â
âShut it,â Diluc groaned, planting his heels back into the ground - and if looks could kill, Kaeya wouldâve been sent to Celestia right at that moment. Diluc, already having his patience running short, looked at Kaeyaâs work.
His eyes, despite all the charming decorations, focused on a garland that hung right in the middle of the composition. Diluc did the math inside his head and that thing was standing almost as high as the tip of the tree and, with no stairs or chairs around, it seemed that Kaeya managed to reach that spot effortlessly. Diluc felt that sight leaving a scratch on his ego. âYeah, itâs decent I think,â Diluc huffed.
âDecent? Well, itâs still a compliment from you, I suppose, so Iâll assume I did a good job,â Kaeya crossed his arms, with a smug look on his face. The captain looked around and, after a few hours of work, they were almost done with the wineryâs decoration: all that was left was the golden star in Dilucâs hand. âLet me finish that for you, brother.â
âWhat?â Diluc arched his eyebrow, turning his attention back to Kaeya.
âI said: let me finish that for you,â Kaeya repeated while approaching Diluc, reaching out his hand, waiting for the star to be handed to him.
âThere is no need, I can do it myself,â Diluc narrowed his eyes and Kaeya chuckled. âWhatâs so funny?â The wineryâs master muttered, getting back on the tip of his toes as he tried to reach the top of the tree.
âHow tall are you?â
âW-what?â Diluc gasped, feeling a faint heat taking place in his hands. âWhatâs with this all of the sudden?â The reddish tones began to take a brighter shade around the tip of Dilucâs ears, almost matching his hairtone.
âJust curiosity,â Kaeya giggled, standing by Dilucâs side. Kaeya placed a hand over the top of his own head and moved it, hovering it just a couple of centimeters above Dilucâs. âOh, Iâm taller, indeed. I never noticed you were the smaller oneâŠâ
âS-so?â Diluc sighed annoyed, getting even angrier when he saw the way Kaeya looked at him. âItâs just⊠what? 2 centimeters? Itâs not that much of a difference, it might even be thanks to the heels of your boots.â
âWell, brother, you see, 2 centimeters can make a lot of difference,â Kaeya teased, looking up to the tip of the tree. âCome on, let me help you ~â
âI donât need your help,â Diluc insisted, determined to shut his brother by placing that damned star on top of the tree.
âSuit yourself.â
Kaeya watched carefully as Diluc tried to reach that spot again, holding the golden star with the tip of his fingers, barely keeping a hold on it. Almost there⊠so closeâŠÂ
âG-gah!â Diluc squeaked when he felt a pair of hands holding him by his waist. He felt another electric shock spread across his body when fingers dug into the spot - with just enough pressure so they could get a grip on his body.
âQ-quit squirming, youâre kind of heavy, you know?â Kaeya grunted, nearly getting hit by a flailing limb. With some effort, Kaeya managed to lift Diluc, getting him high enough so he could reach the top of the tree. âHurry up..!â
âI- agh, aham tr-tryihihing!â Diluc choked on a laugh, struggling to reach out and place the star when all the nerves on his body were telling him to press his arms down his body. His brother being Kaeya, Diluc couldnât be sure if that⊠feeling was a mere accident or something planned. âS-stohop squeehezing me lihihike t-that, you- ahah- ack!!â
âH-hoh?â Kaeya gasped, still managing to pull a tease in a situation like this. Dilucâs squirming was making it harder to keep him high up, but Kaeya would rather have them both falling to the ground than lose a chance to provoke Diluc like this. âH-how can you be⊠heh, this ticklish being this⊠short?â
âIâm nohot!â Diluc groaned, hitting Kaeyaâs leg with his heel (mostly because of how his leg flailed than because he wanted to).Â
âYouâre not what? Short or ticklish? Because it looks like youâre bothâ Kaeya squeezed Dilucâs waist again and a strangled laugh escaped his brotherâs lips. Kaeya smirked. âJ-just put the star over there, my arms are getting tired.â
âIf you- ahah, f-fine!â Diluc groaned in defeat, grabbing the tree with one hand and pulling it closer. Finding it more difficult than it should be, at last, Diluc managed to place the golden star in place, quickly tapping his brotherâs hand. âD-done! Put me down! Puhuhut me down!â
âAs you wish, brother,â Kaeya said, lowering his brother back down until he could place his feet on the ground - safe and sound. âSee? It wasnât that hard, was it?â
Diluc breathed deeply, telling himself mentally this wasnât the time to call Kaeya names and deciding that, just this once, he would let it slide⊠that, of course, under one condition. âOne word about itâŠ,â he threatened Kaeya - so brotherly-like of him.
âHuh? Or what?â Kaeya provoked him again, poking Dilucâs side and making him jerk away with a sharp gasp. âCome on, asking your big brother for help itâs nothing to be ashamed ofâŠâ
âKaeya, no.â Diluc warned, wrapping his arms around his torso, âIâm serious. Kaeya, nohOHOH!! KahAHAHayea!â
Hi! đ„ @italeean . Sorry for the long, very long, very very long wait. Mango anon will have a reputation for no being on time. It took me longer than it should have. Still I hope it will be to your liking.
Today combo 2 x 1
Akutagawa x Atsushi "Wake-up tickles" -Akutagawa, executive of the Port mafia, serius and intimidating, he had the oversight of falling asleep on the couch instead of being in bed next to his boyfriend. Atsushi didn't agree with that. Enough reason to wake Akutagawa up with tickle.
Bonus:
Reader x Childe "Lee has been getting terribly serious and depressed the last few days and Ler can't allow it."
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