Heyo! I’m Squiggily! Welcome to my sfw tickle-blog! *I am an adult* *NOT A KINK BLOG* She/her pronouns. * Addicted to fluffy things *REQUESTS: CLOSED*Check Pinned Post for request status/updates :D
Hi! My name’s Squiggily, and welcome to my blog! I love writing fluffy fanfics and dabbles (With the occasional angst) of various fandoms and characters I enjoy!
Some quick things to note:
💜Tickling is not a fetish/kink for me. It’s totally valid if it is for you, I just personally enjoy it in the platonic/romantic sense only. Thank you for understanding! 💜
💜I’m exclusively SFW here on my blog!* If tickling isn’t your thing, that’s totally valid as well! I have everything tickle-related tagged as “tickle”, “tickle ___” (fic, art, dabble, headcanon/tickle headcanons, tickle talks) for anyone looking to filter tags! (I also have anything non tickle related tagged as “non-tickle”/“non tickle”) 💜
*Sometimes I'll throw in some suggestive humor/more mature themes in my fics. Those will all be tagged/Content-Warned appropriately, but I figured I'd give a heads-up!
💜 I don’t write exclusively tickling! I do take non-tickle requests and headcanons when they are open, so don’t be shy to send them in! Fluff, Angst, family dynamics, AUs, whatever it is I’m willing to give it a twirl :) 💜
💜 I’m exclusively a fictional person when it comes to tickles, so IRL tickle talks and teases aren’t my thing. I also don’t RP. 💜
- Other than that, welcome to my blog! Thank you for reading my fluffy content and feel free to drop in and chat whenever the mood strikes! :3
Masterlist
Ao3
Fluffy Forecast
Fandom Page
Let’s Go Cloud Watching! (Request List)
Cloud 9 (Taglist)
Clear Skies (Taglist Op Out)
Basic Rules
-SFW
- I WILL NOT write explicit NSFW, Bondage/restraints, Non-Con/Dub-Con, Torture, Fetish-centric
- I DO NOT take requests from DMs. Special exceptions are made with friends, but generally speaking I’ll only take requests through my ask box when they are open! This is mainly because DM requests tend to get lost in the void at some point compared to inbox asks/submissions.
-I will write for the fandoms mentioned below. (I have more fandoms! Check the fandom page link for those! :3)
- I DO write Non-tickle focused content! Feel free to request some if desired! :D
-I am willing to write for all ships as long as they’re legal. (Will Not write incest, adult x minor, etc.) I also write both platonic and romantic pairings. (Some ships might be strictly platonic. Check 'Will Not Write For' List for those!)
- I do write for character x reader! All reader characters are gender neutral for inclusivity!
- I have the right to decline requests and prompts at any given time. I try not to do so but if I do end up turning a prompt down I’ll try to let you know.
Topics and Genres
- I do and will write for a variety of genres and topics! Here are my wills and wont’s:
WILL Write for: Tickling, Fluff, Angst, AUs*, Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety and Panic Attacks, Grief, Body insecurity and various other topics similar to those. Feel free to ask and I’ll let you know what I can and can’t do.
WILL NOT Write for: Heavy triggering topics (Murder, Rape, Abuse of any form, Suicide, Self-Harm, etc.). That’s the big one but feel free to send in a ask about a topic; I’ll tell you if I’m able to write it.
*AUs: I am willing to try my hand at them, but if it’s a topic I’m not familiar with or the idea is too vague, I won’t be able to do it.
Free Request:
Free requests are like they are here on my blog! I write for fics, dabbles, head canons, and sentence starters/headcanons to dabbles when they are OPEN! Please check the pinned post before sending in a request!
Headcanon Requests:
I am more than willing to write headcanons for various characters in the fandoms I write for when they are OPEN. These include tickles, non tickles, ships, platonic bonds, etc. etc.
Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps)***
I have a taglist for anyone interested! There's no limit to how many times you can take it- feel free to fill it out again if you wish to update your preferences/fandoms/etc. etc. I try to check it every now and again, so please have patience with me as I schedule things out. Thank you!
Also! If you ever decide you don’t want to be on the taglist or you wish to remove yourself from any tagged fandoms, I created a form for you to fill out!
~Fandoms I Write For~
Anime
Big Windup//Black Clover//Blue Lock//Bungo Stray Dogs//Buddy Daddies//Chainsaw Man//Dr. Stone//Death Note//Demon Slayer// The Duke and His Maid//Fire Force//Fruits Basket//Hell's Paradise//Hunter x Hunter// Gachiakuta// Jojo's Bizarre Adventure//Jujutsu Kaisen//Mononoke (Medicine Seller)//Moriarty The Patriot//My Hero Academia//Sk8 The Infinity//Spy x Family//Vinland Saga//Windbreaker//Yu Yu Hakushou
Video Games
100th Line Last Defense Academy//Cafe Enchante//Code Realize//Collar x Malice//Court Of Darkness//Cupid Parasite//Danganronpa//Olympia Soiree//Piofiore: Faded Memories//Pokemon//Rain Code: Master Detectives//Tengoku Struggle//Virche Evermore//9 RIP //Shuten Order//Homichiper//Radiant Tale //
Test Run Fandoms (Series I’m considering adding to my writing list but need to write more of them before I commit.)
-Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney (First game)
-Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Characters I will NOT write for:
**Italics: Might change my mind in the future
-Mineta (My Hero Academia)
-Overhaul (My Hero Academia)
-Junko (Danganronpa)
-Monokuma (Danganronpa)
- Gou (Pokemon) (This one’s more for a lacking of knowledge regarding the character)
-Akito (Fruits Basket)
- Most Pokemon Villain leaders (Exceptions being Hardenshipping and their respective teams, Guzma and his respective team, Volo)**
- Hisoka (Hunter x Hunter)
- Illumi (Hunter x Hunter)
-Ketta Kisaki (Tokyo Revengers)
- Muzan (Demon Slayer)
- Most Lower Moons (Exceptions being Rui, Enmu, and Kyogai) (Don’t really know much of any of them so...yeah.) (Demon Slayer)
-Arrow Demon/Temari Demon (Literally can't think of a scenario for them- sorry!) (Demon Slayer)
- Rein and their Tao forms (Hell’s Paradise)
- Adam (Sk8) (No hate- I just don’t know how to put him in a tickle scenario)
- Dio + Most of his minions (Jjba P.3) **Debatable depending on the stand user**
- Kira Yoshikage (JJBA)
- Tamami Kobayashi (JJBA)
- Diavolo (JJBA)
- Father Pucchi (JJBA)
- Solid Silva (Black Clover)
- Nebra Silva (Black Clover)
-Yomi Hellsmile (Rain:Code)
-Martina Electro (Rain:Code)
-Sirei (100th Line)
Nigou (100th Line)
Strictly Platonic Ships List
Whether I can't see them romantically, I'm uncomfortable with anything beyond platonic, or I just really prefer them as friends. (No hate to any of these ships or to those who like them romantically! These are just personal preferences!) If I think of anymore, I'll add them to the list!
-L and Light (Death Note)
- L and Misa (Death Note)
-Yuno and Asta (Black Clover)
-Kageyama and Hinata (Haikyuu!!)
-Sae and Isagi (Blue Lock)
-Anya and Damien (Spy x Family) (Listen- they are cute! Hints of crushes are fine but I just don't feel comfy writing full blown romantic fics with characters this young)
-Draken and Mikey (Tokyo Revengers)
-Mista and Giorno (JJBA)
-Abe and Mihashi (Big Windup)
-Bakugou and Deku (My Hero Academia)
-Umemiya and Sakura (Really Umemiya with all the First years + Kotoha)
sometimes u headcanon a character as a sexuality but then also ship things that contradict that. sometimes you ship things you would NEVER EVER want in canon. this is because these things are fun and silly and not legally binding.
HI,I saw your requests were open and wondering if you can a lee tengen and ler Gyomei and mitsuri or one of them I don't mind.Please and thank you🥰🥰🥰
{{Request are CLOSED! This one's older!}}
Hey anon! :D Oooo, Lee!Tengen is always a great day! Admittedly this one's gonna be a bit sad. It was so so sad in fact I had to pause and revamp the entire thing because I got too angsty- but now it's more bittersweet! I hope you like it :D
CW: Food mention, grief/mourning, discussions of death, major character death, major demon slayer spoilers
Tengen stared down at the rice balls in hand, his appetite suddenly vanishing.
They were perfectly good rice balls. Seasoned well, shaped with love by his adoring wives, the seaweed cut to perfection and an adoring note from all three of them tucked away in the handkerchief. The kind of meal that was perfect for a day of training.
And yet…
“Tengen!” Mitsuri wrapped her arms around Tengen’s neck from behind, giving him one of her signature hugs. “There you are! I knew I’d find you training out here! How…” Her eyes trailed off as she looked at his lap, finding the rice balls.
“...One…two…three..” She counted with her fingers, looking between him and the food. “Uzui-san? Are you alright? You’d normally have scarfed down your wives’ food by now.”
“I’m eating, I’m eating.” He grabbed one and stuffed half of it in his mouth, willing himself to chew and swallow. It tasted like nothing. “See? It’s delicious!”
Misturi stared at him. Then she slowly climbed off his back, coming around to sit beside him. In her hands was her own bento, tied with a sakura pink handkerchief. Hers was still tightly bound. “You can’t eat, either.”
It wasn’t a question. Tengen ducked his head as he put his meal down, staring out at the horizon. “Don’t tell them, okay? I don’t want to make my wives sad.”
“I think they already know.” She nodded at the simple meal. It only then occurred to him they hadn’t packed their usual variety. They kept things easy to eat- easy to digest.
Well, damn.
“Heh. He’s probably scolding us from above right now.” Tengen laughed softly as he looked up, trying to find Rengoku in the clouds. “Even more so, he’d feel awful that he’s the reason I can’t eat.”
Mitsuri made a small noise, and Tengen felt awful. “Sorry. That was unnecessary."
“No, it’s true.” She shook her head, uncharacteristically glum. “I’m trying so hard to be a proper Hashira. I’m trying my best to keep going- to keep smiling and keep helping. I can’t fall behind because Rengoku died.” Hearing her say it out loud felt like a knife in Tengen’s chest. “But god…it’s just so hard, Tengen.” She blinked, and her eyes misted over with tears. “It’s so, so freaking hard…”
“Mitsuri...” Tengen reached out, but before he could touch her, she reached over and snatched a rice ball, cramming the whole thing in her mouth. He gaped at her, both impressed and terrified as she somehow chewed and swallowed the entire thing. “Holy shit, Mitsuri, I get you’re upset, but don’t end it all with a rice ball!”
She blinked at him, and he paled at his word choice. Then her cheeks pinkened and her lips quivered, and soon she was laughing. Not her usual giggles either- but full blown belly laughing. The kind that left her holding her stomach and clutching the ground at the same time, little grains of rice falling from her lips as she howled with mirth.
“M-Mitsuri?” Tengen wondered if she had mentally snapped. Then he wondered just what was in those rice balls his wives prepared for him. He looked at his half-eaten snack and sniffed it, narrowing his eyes.
“TENGEN!” Misturi wailed, unable to properly speak through her laughter. She had doubled over completely against the grass, falling on her side as little squeaks mixed with her peals. Tengen watched on alarmed, then with awe.
This was the first time Misturi laughed since Rengoku died.
When she somehow collected herself, she looked up at him with a tired smile. Giggles poured over her lips, and her cheeks were streaked with tears. She wheezed at his wide eyed stare, waving the air between them as she struggled to breathe. “D-Don’t end it a-all with a r-rihice ball?” She groaned, and something in his chest crackled.
“Look, no one told you to hamster it! You basically inhaled the dang thing!” He cried out, his relief switching to anger at her disastrous eating habit. “You and him- you both eat like you’re never gonna eat again! You know how many close calls I had with Kyojuro? Too many! I think the Master wants me to lead the next First Aid class on choking- why are you laughing again!?” He squawked when she threw her head back, howling with mirth all over.
“Cause you sound like YOU!” She screamed back, and Tengen was left speechless. “You sound like you again! You..you’re angry! And feisty! And you’re so dang loud!” She grinned, heaving for fresh air once more. “You were so quiet for so long- like a shell of yourself. I was scared.” The confession dimmed some of her humor, but she kept his gaze. “Sorry, I’m just happy to hear you shout at me for being dumb, again.”
“....Gah! You!” He cried, falling backwards into the grass as she laughed. He tossed an arm overhead to block out the sun and his growing smile, his chest swirling with emotion.
He had been pulling back, he knew now. He pretended the shared looks his wives would have were about anything else, or that the eggshell feeling everyone had around him was just them processing their own grief. He never knew how badly he must have looked, how worried they all must have been.
“I see you trying not to laugh~” Mitsuri teased, tapping on his arm. He fake swatted at her, making her giggle. “Come on, give in and laugh!”
“The hell I will! If that was your attempt to make me laugh, then you failed. You just looked like a chi-ehehehe! Ehehahhap, hehehehey! Hehehehy, now! Hoho-hohohohold up!” Tengen jerked all over, twitching in giggles when Mitsuri’s fingers began scribbling into his torso. “Mihihiitsuri, cuhuuhhut it ohohohout!”
“No way!” She giggled, doubling down on her efforts to tickle him. “You haven’t laughed yet today- and I saw you fighting it off earlier! Give in! Laugh, dang it!”
“Ehahahhhahha! Nohohohoho! Nohohoho whahahhay! I wohohoohn’t lahuhuhuagh on cohohomahahahnd!” Tengen tried grabbing her hands, but Mitsuri was fast- latching onto the center of his ribcage before he could block her out. “Nahahahhahahaha! Nohohohooho, nohohoohoho stahahhap thahhahhahat! Mihihihihits! Mihihihits, pleahahahhahase!”
“Hehehe, I got you! Got you, got you, got YOU!” She cried, sitting on his hips so she could carry on tickling him. Her fingers flew like lightning bugs all over, scratching at his torso, pinching at his sides and poking at his neck and chest. “Try to catch me if you can, Ten! Hehehe!”
“MIHIHITS!” Tengen howled, arching against the ground as his feet kicked behind her like a toddler. How the hell was she so dang fast? Surely he should be able to block her out! When his next several attempts at grabbing her hands failed, he just gave up, holding his head with one hand as he carried on laughing. “MIHIHIITS ENEOHOHOOHUGH! LEHEHET ME GOHOOHOHHOO!”
“Hmm..okay. I suppose I can. But first-” She made one last jab at his belly button, making him full body spasm with an embarrassing noise. Cackling, she rolled off of him, clapping her hands as he scrambled to his feet. “Yay, you laughed!”
“MItsuri…” He growled, glaring at her from his crouched position five feet away. The sight had her wheezing in silent mirth all over, and he felt his irritation leak away instantly. Laughing softly, he returned to his spot beside her, sitting down and leaning back on his hands. “You’re a real twit, you know that?”
“And you are a big log!” She lightly pushed him- well, nothing was lightly about Mitsuri. He braced just in time to not go falling over. “Do you feel better now? Finally hungry?”
His stomach growled, and they both shared a shocked look before laughing all over.
“Look at that- I guess I am!” He grinned as he gathered his abandoned meal, smiling softly down at his wives’ work. Before he dug in, he peeked at Mitsuri’s as she undid her handkerchief. Oh, mochi!
“Hey!” She cried when he stole one, smiling at the taste. “Tengen!”
“You ate my rice ball!” He argued back, keeping her back with an elbow as she tried stealing another. “Back up- these are mine! The score has been evened!”
“Ugh, you!” She pouted but grinned, raising a bite of her food up. “To Kyoguro.”
He raised his rice ball, pretending his throat wasn’t closing up. “To Kyoguro.”
It's that time of year again!! Since there was a positive reception to this event last year I decided to go ahead and draw up a revamp for this season!
This event works just like the already established TickleTober; there are weekly prompts as well as daily ones, and you can do either/or, or a mix between, or pick and choose - whatever you want! There are no rules! The point is to just put a spookier twist on the well-loved annual event.
As with last year, to differentiate this event from TickleTober, use #tickleween instead so I can find the content specifically for this prompt list! Have fun and Happy Halloween! 👻
I have also written out the lists above for accessibility purposes below the cut. 💖
PLEASE NOTE: I am NOT taking requests for this event!! This list is just something I'm sharing in case anyone else wants to hop aboard the spooky train! I might try the weekly prompts again but no promises - my IRL life is crazy right now and I don't know if I'll have the time or energy. If nothing else I'll at least try to do one Halloween fic this year!
hi giggly !! i was just thinking about lee!eito and i wonder, how tkish do you think his feet are ?? personally , i think theyre extremely , like not as much as his thighs - obviously - but worse than every other spot !!
Hi hello this technically wasn't a request and is rather old, but screw it! I had a sudden need for Lee!Eito (cause that is my BOY) and I had a vision! This is an incredibly late, incredibly out of the timeline sequel to Count On Me, so yeah! I don't really know what to say besides I hope you like it!
CW: Swearing, Foot tickles
Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):
@yellowelectroslime
“Hey.” Takumi nodded at Eito’s leg, eyes flicking from his booted foot and back to his face. “How’s your ankle?”
“Huh? Oh. Right- it’s fine.” The blonde rolled the joint around a few times to demonstrate, pointing his foot and flexing. “It wasn’t broken. I just twisted it. It healed right up.”
“You sure?” The redhead was oddly focused on the limb, blue eyes narrowing and making Eito’s insides flutter. “I’m not entirely convinced.”
You watched me walk all the way to the cafeteria and back. That was what Eito wanted to say- almost did really. What came out instead was: “Want to check for yourself?”
Takumi blinked, eyes widening. Eito felt an unwelcome heat rush to his face. Damn, he hadn’t meant for that to slip out. “Forget I said that.”
“No, I won’t.” The blonde didn’t have time to process what that meant before Takumi reached down, gathering his leg up and into his lap. “I think I will check for myself, actually.”
“Oh? Worried about little ol’ me?” Eito teased, pretending his heart wasn’t racing a mile a minute as Takumi unbuckled his boot. His hands were gentle as they undid the zipper, slowly pulling his shoe over and off his socked foot. “Or do you simply not trust my word?”
“Both.” The response left the blonde momentarily speechless, or maybe it was the way Takumi was gently pushing his pant leg up so his whole ankle was exposed. He studied the limb, expression careful as he ran his fingers along the smooth skin. It tickled, much to Eito’s annoyance. He squirmed involuntarily. “Hold still.”
“Are you even qualified to do this? Shouldn’t you have brought me to Kirifuji, or Omokage?”
“I don’t have to be a doctor to check an ankle. Besides, do you really want Yugamu feeling your leg up?” Takumi raised a brow, and Eito felt himself flush nearly as red as the other’s hair. Takumi seemed to realize how that sounded as well, for his own face warmed. “Eherm, you know what I mean.”
“So di-hirty minded.” Eito squirmed again when Takumi gently squeezed, a snicker breaking up his words. “I’m starting to suspect you just wanted an excuse to touch me.”
“You know I’m within reach of several tickle spots, yeah?”
Eito felt his heart accelerate. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Takumi’s lips turned up, and those cat-like eyes glinted with mischief. “Wouldn’t I?”
The logical part of Eito’s brain told him to run.
“My feet aren’t even ticklish.” Came out instead. Shit.
“Who said anything about feet? Actually- you know, I never did get a chance to check last time…” He walked his fingers slowly down Eito’s ankle, tapping along the top of his foot as he slowly approached his toes. Eito squirmed more, anticipation making him feel sensitive to the ghost of a tickle. He bit the inside of his cheek as he glared. “Are you telling the truth, Eito?”
Those damn eyes of his- sharp and observant. And oh, how beautiful they were.
There was more than that in them. There lingered a request of permission- a considerate pause, waiting for Eito’s approval. He could end it all now with barely a shake of his head.
But what fun would that be? “Find out for yourself.”
Takumi’s eyes flashed, a grin pulling on his lips as Eito sealed his fate. “Alright, bet.”
“Wait, no hold on-” Eito’s backpedaling fell on deaf ears when Takumi attacked his foot, wiggling his fingers into the sole with little warning. The blonde made a choked static sound before falling back into his bed, giggles erupting over his lips. “Ta-Takuuhuuhuhmi! Ehhahahahah! Tahahhakuhuhuhumi, naehhahahahahahahaha!”
“Holy shit- your feet are super ticklish!” The redhead gasped, delight written all over his face as he watched Eito’s reaction. His blindly scratched at the wiggling foot in his grip, eyes never leaving Eito’s face as he carried on tickling every part of his socked foot he could. There was so much joy in his gaze, and endearment. Had Eito not been fighting for his life, he’d probably get shy at such a loving look.
But like- he was fighting for his life right now, so yeah.
“Tahahhahakuhuhuhuhmi, yoohohohohu ahahhahahass! Ehahahhhahaa, lihihihike yohohohohou’re ohoohohone to tahahhaalk! Ehahahahha, gehehhehehte! Gehehehhet ohohohoff my fehehehhehheeet!” He tried tugging his foot free, but Takumi had a solid grip. When that didn’t work he tried sitting up and tugging on him, grabbing at clothes, hair, even his face at one point.
The redhead laughed at all his attempts, letting himself be pulled back into the bed when Eito snagged his hoodie. “Gah! Aha, yohohou’re choking me!” He cried out, finally releasing his foot. There was a small moment of reprieve before Takumi twisted around and grabbed his sides. Eito squealed and released him, curling up like a bug the best he could as he writhed about. “You have to buy me dinner first before you can do that, Eito~”
“Ohohohoho my gohohohohod! Yoohoohohu’re so nnahahahahahsty!” Eito wheezed, face heating up as his lungs began to ache. Reaching his limit, he wildly tapped out against Takumi’s chest, gasping for air when he was finally released. “Eheheh..eheheheh..yohohohou son of a…ehehehe..”
“Ehehe, did I get you good?” Takumi grinned, resting his arms and chin against Eito’s heaving belly as he watched him recover. “So in conclusion- your feet are in fact ticklish.”
“Ehehe..uhuhgh. Yes. Fine.” Eito groaned, taking off his glasses to wipe his face clean. “They are. But not nearly as bad as yo-hohoohurs, hey stop thahat!” He pushed Takumi off him when the other tickled again, laughing despite himself. “Knock it ohohohff!”
“Hehe, okay okay.” The redhead scooted up the bed before wrapping his arms around him, snuggling close. “No more tickling. For now.”
“Oh? So there will be more?”
“Hell yeah! How can I not tickle you?” Takumi grinned, then got a little shy as he averted his gaze. “I mean..if you want me to, that is. I’ll stop if you don’t like it- I just really love your laugh.”
Eito froze all over, staring at the redhead. His face warmed tremendously, and he could barely make words, let alone think.
Takumi loved his laugh.
Takumi…loved something about him.
His heart felt like it was going to stop at any moment- given how hard it was beating.
The redhead squirmed, self-conscious under Eito’s gaping stare. “Sorry, I said too much-”
“I welcome it.” Eito blurted, and Takumi stared back. Oh geez this was getting awkward. Eito cleared his throat several times before meeting his gaze. “I mean..I don’t mind, you tickling me. It’s…nice. But like- only if I can tickle you back from time to time!”
“Fair enough- my laugh’s kinda ugly though. You’d probably find it annoying after a while.”
“Nothing about you is annoying to me.” Eito responded automatically. Goodness, his lips were loose today. Takumi held his gaze as the words settled in, surprise melting into that same endearment from before. Those pretty eyes flicked to Eito’s lips and back, another request. Eito smiled in response, letting his own flutter shut as Takumi leaned in and finally, finally kissed him.
most of these prompts are from previous years to credits to them (mostly because i couldnt do last years tickletober and i wanted to do some of the prompts from some of last years list)
i made it sfw and as non suggestive as i could for the people out there
Not me seeing my confusion😂 to my excitement I thought these were prompts and not individual days. Consider me fixing my little "mistake" 😊😊😙😙 getting back 5o you soon hehe
Jwnsnwnsns it’s all good friend! But yes, please come back soon, I can’t wait to work on your prompts for Tickletober! 🥰🥰🥰🥰
I just got your ask (I am DYING I LOVE) but day 1 has already been locked in! 😭 I’d absolutely love to do your Tickletober prompt- just send me one of the available days and I’ll be on that so fast! 💖💖💖
(And yes you are absolutely safe to send in 2 prompts for that fandom I will love you forever! Just make sure to pick from the open days!)
Heeelloo💘😈 humbly requesting some LynettexAllan if the request slots didn't get full (needing some LerAllan with a bit of him being a Lee like always🤫)
*cries in otome* UGH MY HEART! Anon you know how to make me fall in love over and over! Allnette is my bread and butter- my steak and potatoes, my absolute favorite CupiPara ship and just- perfection. I got you covered, friend! :D
“Hmmm…you smell divine.” Allan purred as he settled in behind Lynette, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and nuzzling her neck. “It’s addicting.”
“You like it? My beloved gifted it to me for Valentine’s Day.” She smiled at him in the mirror, cheeks warming at the adoring look in his eyes. All this time later and he still looked at her the same way he did when they first fell in love. “He’s got excellent taste.”
“He does. This scent is perfect for you.” He kissed her neck, sending butterflies free from her stomach to her chest. Had she not been in the middle of doing her makeup, she’d reach back and cradle his head with her hand, encouraging him.
Instead, she boldly fluttered her powder brush at his cheek, making him stutter and laugh. “Back off, you. I have a husband!”
“Oh? Married, are we?” He grinned at her in the mirror, one of his arms lowering down so it wrapped around her waist. “Tell me about him. What’s he like?”
“Oh, you really want to know? Well, he’s handsome for starters. Incredibly so.” She exchanged her powder brush for her lipstick, dabbing at her mouth as she spoke. “All tall, dark and handsome. Looks like a real bad boy.” He kissed her neck again, trailing his lips upward and nearly throwing her off focus.
“But that’s not all, though. He’s so…kind.” She breathed out, and he paused his kisses to flick ruby eyes at her. “Very kind. He’s thoughtful, considerate. He always puts me and my happiness first, even when I want him to prioritize himself. He does his very best everyday to give me a happy life full of love. And he does. He does it everytime.”
“Lynette..” He whispered into her skin, and she finally gave into earlier desires to reach back, hugging his head closer to her and carding his purple hair.
“I love every part of him, from his beautiful soul to his handsome face. I get to wake up to him every morning, and I dream of him every night. He makes me the happiest woman in the whole world, and I hope I can make him just as happy, and just as loved as he makes me.” He kissed her neck again, trembling in her hands just barely. Her free hand reached down and squeezed the one resting on her stomach as she smiled.
“Of course there’s things I can do without. You should smell what his farts are like after a good meal- they re-EHEHEHEK!” She shrieked when the hand on her stomach began to curl, making her spasm against him. “Ahahhahahlahahhahahahn!”
“You really know how to make a man experience whiplash, darling.” Allan growled into her neck, voice a little thick but the teasing tone coming through. “Sing all these praises about me I don’t deserve, then you tell me my gas is terrible? How dare you?”
“Thehehhehy dohohohohoho stihihihink! Ehahhahhaa, thehehehy’re dehehehemohoohohnic!” She cackled, both at her terrible pun and the tickles. He snorted against her ear, amused despite himself. He brought his other hand to her ribs, dancing his fingers into her tickle spots with expert precision but feather-like pressure- leaving her squirming in his arms. “Ahahhahahallhahahhahan, wahahhhahait! Whahahhat abohohoohout ohohoohoour dahhahahahhate?”
“Oh no worries, love. We’ll still have plenty of time for that.” He bit at her ear teasingly as he carried on tickling, leaving her red faced and shrieky. Her eyes were blurry with tears- she wouldn’t be surprised if her makeup was a mess by the end of it.
Allan had a habit of messing her makeup up. Never for the wrong reasons, though.
Still. What a devil.
“AHAHAHAHLLAH PLEAHHAHAHSE!” She cried when he attacked both sides of her waist, blowing ticklish kisses into her neck and biting at her shoulder. “STAHHAHAP!”
“Oh, alright.” He finally relented, pressing a fat noisy kiss into her cheek before pulling away. She gasped for air, leaning into his chest and loosely holding his hands as she giggled. In the mirror, he smirked at her, then smacked his lips with a furrowed brow at the taste of her unset makeup.
He looked like a snake. The sight had her laughing harder.
“What?” He grinned at her snort-laughter, steadying her when she nearly went backwards with how hard she was giggling. “Still feeling ticklish, are we?”
“Yohohou-Pfft!” She waved him off, leaning forward in an effort to compose herself. Allan rubbed soothing circles into her back as she breathed, forehead against her arm and hand on her belly. When she could finally think again, she sat up.
Then she winced. “Ugh, I look like a clown.”
“You? Never.” Allan met her eye, then ducked away with a barely refrained laugh. She couldn’t blame him- her mascara and eyeliner was smudged all over, and her face was red from her giggle fits. Her lipstick somehow smeared all over her chin- it looked like a kid scribbled all over her face like a coloring book.
“Allan!” She laughed despite herself, swatting at him a few times. He was still chuckling, then finally yelped out a proper laugh when she grabbed his side and squeezed a few times. “Goofball! I worked hard on my face today!”
“Ah! Aheahahhaha! I’m sohohoohrry, I’m soohohohorry!” He squirmed away from her teasing hand, holding his sides from a foot away. She stuck her tongue out and went to clean her face with a makeup wipe. “Ehehe..heheh…sorry. I hadn’t meant to ruin your makeup.”
He sounded so guilty she had to fight the urge to hug him. “It’s okay. I can redo it. Oh, by the way.” She turned to him when she was done, facing him full on. “I didn’t like what you said earlier, about you not deserving all my praises. That wasn’t me praising you- that was me speaking from the heart. I meant everything I said.”
“Darling..”
“Nope, don’t you dare deny it!” She jutted her chin stubbornly. “You are the love of my life, the other half of my soul, and my most precious person.” His eyes glistened with unshed tears, and she finally got up and wrapped her arms around him. “I love you. You and your diabolical farts.”
A laugh ripped from his chest, and he hugged her back fully, resting his chin on her head. “I love you too, even when you look like a clown.”
She gave him a look, then grabbed his sides again, tickling him. He laughed more and fell into the bed, shrieking with mirth and begging for mercy.
Their dinner plans were delayed, but they had a great time all the same.
Tags: 2nd Scenario Spoilers, Rebellion Route, Post-Route 0, Fluff, Tickling, Established Relationship, Angst With a Happy Ending (small portion at the end!)
Summary: Takumi has been invited by Nozomi to stargaze together at the outdoor schoolyard. What starts out as a simple date night becomes something far more intimate as playful skirmishes and tender conversations ensue.
A/N: IT'S DONE!!!!! I've been chipping away at this on and off since the end of August and took a 2-week break to focus on my schoolwork, before going all-out in the past two days to finish it in one fell swoop. The ending certainly wasn't what I had originally planned, but I'm satisfied with it nonetheless. I hope you enjoy!
(I hope the cut works, because this is a long boy!)
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Two fics by the incredible @seeker-for-arts! Again, I apologize for the horrendous delay in posting these! I got them during a time where I was still adjusting to night shift life and had a moment of "oh my God this is SO CUTE-" and just..never posted it. BUT! This really is amazing friend! Thank you again for sharing your work with me!! I hope you keep writing and creating!
Day 84
When Nozomi had snuck up to beside Takumi during dinner at the cafeteria for a private conversation, he had not expected her to invite him to stargaze together with the astronomical telescope he had crafted for her.
That little moment they had shared on the night of Day 38 seemed so long ago. Nevertheless, he agreed to her invitation, and once the nighttime announcement rang across the academy, Takumi leapt out of his bed and began making his way downstairs.
Unlike the last time, Nozomi had decided to book the schoolyard as the venue for their rendezvous this time. Takumi idly wondered if she was attempting to minimize the chances of someone else walking in on them during a romantic moment, despite the risk of being unarmed in the danger zone in the event of an invader attack. Even after he made a quick detour to the War Room to grab his infuser, Takumi hoped that nothing would interrupt their date tonight as he navigated through the academy hallways.
God, this is a date. This really is our first proper date. Ack, I can’t let myself be so nervous already! Takumi willed his circulatory system to dissipate the rising heat in his cheeks before he swung open the main door to find Nozomi at the schoolyard, already busy setting up the astronomical telescope.
“Takumi! You made it!” Nozomi called out cheerfully as she waved for him to come over. “I was worried you might end up falling asleep in your room and leave me hanging.”
“Hey, that’s uncalled for! I know I like to nap, but I’m not that much of a pig!” The fake indignation in his retort failed to hide his smile. “Besides, I wouldn’t miss it for the world if it’s to spend time with you.”
Nozomi’s soft giggle made his heart leap in his chest. “We haven’t even gotten started, and you’re already being so sweet and cheesy. Still, thanks. I appreciate it.”
She had a point; the cheesiness of Takumi’s own words nearly rendered him flushed and rooted to the ground from embarrassment. Fortunately, the squeaking of the telescope brought him out of his trance, and he looked up to see Nozomi giving it a gentle pat as though it were a child.
“There, I’ve finished setting it up! We should be able to get a good view of the stars from this angle.” Nozomi stepped away from the telescope and, to Takumi’s confusion, gestured an arm towards it while looking expectantly at him.
She took his confusion as her cue to speak again. “I’ll let you look first, Takumi. Go on, what are you waiting for?”
“O-Oh.” Takumi quickly walked up to the telescope as Nozomi giggled again. “I wasn’t expecting you to let me first; you’re the one who’s more interested in the stars, so I thought…”
“I am, yes, but I think it’s only fair I let you have a look first after the last time. Tit for tat, you know?”
When Takumi peered into the eyepiece, he understood why Nozomi was so interested in seing the stars back when she was young; the pinpricks of light dotting the night sky were an ethereal sight. He recalled when Karua – or rather, Nozomi – shared to him about how the humans who used to live on the Earth’s surface would see shapes and drawings in the stars; constellations, they were called. He wondered if Futurans had the same custom and assigned their own shapes to the stars they could see from their planet.
“You’re right, Nozomi. It is beautiful. I can see now why you had asked me to show you the stars back then.”
“See? I told you!”
After a few more seconds of peering at the stars, Takumi stepped away from the telescope and walked back to beside Nozomi. “Here, it’s your turn now.”
Nozomi’s eyes twinkled like the stars in the sky as she ran up to the telescope. Beside her, Takumi observed her mystified expression as she watched the night sky; she looked like she could cry from the beautiful scenery she was witnessing.
“It’s so beautiful… thank you for making this telescope for me, Takumi. I wish I had a way to commit this scene permanently to memory.”
Although she had already used the telescope once when he gifted it to her on Day 38, it was only hitting him now that he had finally managed to fulfill one of his promises to the girl who meant so much to him.
That realization made his heart leap with joy. Even though he did not know her real name back then, he still wanted to protect her and make her happy, and standing here now with the real Nozomi Kirifuji only further confirmed his feelings. To be able to make her happy meant the world to him.
“Whoa!”
His romantic thoughts were interrupted by the harsh sound of heels scraping against dirt and a surprised yelp from Nozomi as she tripped backwards. Before Takumi could question what happened, his body acted first and dove forward to hook one arm around her back while the other grabbed onto her wrist to catch her before she could hit the ground.
“You good?” He found himself asking by instinct.
Nozomi remained silent in his hold for a moment as she stabilized her breathing, still in shock over her sudden misstep. “Y-Yeah, I am. Sorry, I might have been too dizzy after looking through the telescope for so long, and I slipped when I was stepping away.”
As her breathing calmed down, a faint red color took over her cheeks, although she kept eye contact with Takumi. “Thanks for catching me, by the way.”
“Hey, it’s no problem.” With a light laugh, Takumi gently pulled her back onto her feet. However, Nozomi suddenly twitched in his arms while her eyes went wide as saucers.
“Eep! Takumi!”
“Wh-Wha-? What’s wrong?” He didn’t hurt her, did he? He swore he was being gentle!
To his surprise, Nozomi started pulling away the arm that had been supporting her back. “Don’t squeeze me there! Don’t you remember?”
It was only then he realized that his hand had been squeezing on her side with light pressure. Oops.
“Ack! I’m sorry! I didn’t realize!” Takumi quickly retracted his hand away before he could accidentally provoke her more. “I was just trying to make sure you don’t slip again!”
“Jeez, you idiot!” Although Nozomi’s glare didn’t hold any real anger behind it, Takumi still felt himself shrinking under her intense gaze. He really didn’t mean to provoke her! Should he apologize to her again?
In the midst of his panicked deliberation, he failed to notice Nozomi’s hands shooting towards him like a pair of vipers. A sudden prodding sensation at his torso caused a yelp to escape him, before he realized what had caused the feeling.
“H-Hey! Wh-What was that for?”
A mischevious grin spread across Nozomi’s lips as she closed the distance between the two of them and continued poking at his sides at a frightening pace. “Vengeance! Here’s a taste of your own medicine, Takumi!”
“Gah! Nozomi, wait!”
Despite his earnest effort to push her hands away, the red-haired boy knew it was only a matter of time before he succumbed to Nozomi’s attacks. Giggles spilled freely out of him as he twisted around to avoid her fingers, to no avail.
“Come on, it was an accident! You’re just doing it on purpose now! I’m sorry- EEEEK!!”
Clearly, that was not what Nozomi had wanted to hear. Takumi’s laughter rose a pitch as she snuck her hands under his hoodie and began scratching at his ribs. Her height advantage allowed her to trap Takumi in a loose hug as she continued to tickle him, leaving him to squirm helplessly in her arms.
This was why Takumi was almost never the instigator of the tickle fights between them; Nozomi was simply too good at overpowering him. His laughter started to slip out of rhythm as he gasped for air, and he would have started losing his footing like Nozomi had earlier if she hadn’t wrapped an arm around his back to hold him.
“I… I surrender! I’ve had enough!”
Fortunately for him, Nozomi got the message and slowed down her attack to a complete stop. Takumi’s head still felt fuzzy from all the laughing and frantic breathing, and he could feel the warmth of his heart still working overdrive after the onslaught. As his breathing calmed down to a normal pace, he cracked his eyes open again to look at Nozomi, who was now meeting his gaze with a warm, flirtatious smile.
“You know, Takumi…” Nozomi’s face was mere inches away from his as she spoke softly; Takumi’s face would have bloomed a shade of red similar to his hair if he wasn’t already brightly flushed from all the intense laughing earlier. “You can’t keep letting me win. I’m almost starting to think you’re losing against me on purpose.”
Normally, Takumi would love to reciprocate the affection and enjoy this physically intimate moment with Nozomi, but right now, he was not in the mood, not after having been on the receiving end of a vicious and, frankly, unjustified tickle attack from her.
A fire had been lit in him, fueled by the most potent fuel there was: pettiness. He was going to settle the score, Nozomi’s strength advantage be damned!
“Is that what you think? I always let you win?” He kept his face as neutral as he could to make sure her guard was still down as he snipped back.
“Well, yeah! Can you blame me?” Nozomi let go of him and took a step back. “You’re too easy, Takumi.”
Takumi took note of how she did not notice him flexing his fingers; it was hook, line, and sinker. He let a small grin show on his lips as he took a step towards her. “Fine, then allow me to change that. Come here!”
Before Nozomi could realize just what she had unleashed, Takumi dove forward and caught her in his arms, just like he had done earlier. This time, however, he began to purposefully press his fingers into her side and wiggle them relentlessly against the fabric of her blazer.
The effect was instantaneous; a shriek of surprise escaped Nozomi, and she started backing out of his grasp to escape the tickling. However, Takumi was here to win, and he was not going to make it easy for her to get away from his retribution. He continued to hold her close to him while his hands sought out all the other sensitive spots on her body. Sides, neck, ribs, and back; they were all fair game for his devilish fingers.
“Takumi! Stop! Stop it!” Nozomi’s giggles were like music to his ears; her attempts to poke him back were impeded by her strength leaving her as she kept laughing her lungs out. Her strength training could only keep her standing for so long, and eventually, she let her arms hold onto his back as she submitted to the tickling. Fortunately for her, while Takumi may be petty, he was not sadistic, and upon taking note of her vigor becoming weakened, he decided to give her an out in the event she really could take no more.
“Say it!” He taunted her, while he slowed down the poking at her sides just a bit to give her some room to breathe.
“Say what?!”
“Say ‘you win’, and I’ll stop!” It was a silly ultimatum, but he knew she would take it if she really wanted him to stop. On the other hand, he also knew Nozomi was not one to concede her pride so easily during their playful scuffles, and he could already predict what answer she was going to give him.
“Never!” Nozomi managed to cry out amidst her helpless cackling, despite the tears of mirth that were already collecting at her eyes. She could be too stubborn for her own good sometimes.
The tickling paused as Takumi pulled back to face her with genuine concern in his eyes. “Are you sure? You don’t look like you can last much longer. I promise, I’ll stop as soon as you say it.”
Nozomi’s chest heaved up and down as she recovered her breath in this small window of respite. “Make… me...”
Takumi feigned a regretful sigh before he continued. “Fine, you asked for it, Nozomi.”
Before she could try to escape, he relocated his hands to settle on the back of her lower ribcage, feeling the grooves between the bones. At the same time, he moved his head towards her neck until the tip of his nose was in contact with her skin.
“W-Wait, wait! TAKUMIIIII!!!”
The moment he unleashed his two-pronged attack, Nozomi jumped so high in his arms, he thought she was going to leap out of his hold entirely. He delighted in the way she trembled underneath him from her wild laughter as he attacked two of her most sensitive spots together. Her fists began smacking lightly against his back, but with no real weight behind her punches, they did little to deter him.
The double attack finally did the trick, and Takumi felt a victorious grin spread from ear to ear when Nozomi spoke up. “Okay, okay, I’ve had enough! You win!”
True to his words, Takumi stopped the onslaught and caught Nozomi in his arms before she could slip again. One arm was wrapped securely around her back to support her, while his other hand began to rub gently against her back to help her recover her breath after their playful tussle.
“You could have gotten me to stop when I offered to the first time, you know. I didn’t want you to faint on me.”
“I didn’t want to… make it too easy for you…”
“Is your pride really more important than your lung capacity?”
“So, what if… it is? I just didn’t want to lose… so easily.” Takumi found blood rushing to his ears once again when Nozomi lifted one hand to caress his cheek. “But I have to admit… you got me good this time, Takumi.”
“See? I don’t always let you win.” It was what he would have said in return, but right now, the simple affectionate gesture from her, combined with how beautiful she looked under the “moonlight” reflected from the Artificial Satellite, threatened to send him into cardiac arrest. The charged playfulness between them moments ago had given way to a soft intimacy as Nozomi wrapped her arms around him again to return the embrace. With their faces mere inches apart, her lips looked awfully inviting for Takumi, although he wasn’t sure if he wanted to pull her into a kiss right after she had been laughing for so long.
So, instead, he settled for a quick peck on her cheek; chaste, but affectionate, nonetheless. Although he reckoned Nozomi must have been looking equally flustered as he was, he could not bear to face her after his bold act. The heat in his face felt almost feverish, and he was sure that his erratic heartbeat right now could get him diagnosed with hypertension.
God, why did he do that?! He was already flustered, and he just had to make it worse for himself!
“Takumi…”
Nozomi’s soft voice made his heart leap in his chest. After taking some deep breaths to stabilize his pulse, he turned his head hesitantly to face her again. A warm smile framed her lips while her eyes seemed to scrunch up a little. She wasn’t… crying, was she?
“Nozomi? What is it?”
A quivering sigh escaped her as she brought her hand back up to his cheek. Oh god, she really seemed to be on the verge of tears! Was it because of something he had done?
Before he could fret internally any further, her next words put his worries to rest. “S-Sorry, I’m just… I’m so happy to see you smile again.”
“See me… smile again?”
“Ever since we found out the truth, I couldn’t help worrying for you and everyone else every day.” Nozomi’s voice began to crack as a few tears began to leak out. “I thought I might never see you smile again after learning something so horrible.”
“Nozomi…”
“I’m sorry if it sounds ridiculous; we’ve already been so happy and united for the past few days. It’s just…” As Nozomi let out a shaky sniffle, Takumi brought up his thumb to brush away her tears while fighting back his own urge to tear up. “Seeing you here with me, smiling and laughing, it… it’s all I could have asked for. I’m so happy to see you smile, Takumi.”
She was… happy to see him smile?
Takumi could not believe it. To hear her say that his smile was all she could have asked for… to him, it was only natural to smile with her after the intimate moment they had shared tonight, but knowing that such a simple thing meant the whole world to her…
He felt like his heart could burst from happiness, too.
“Nozomi, I…” The waterworks began to flow as Takumi buried his face in her neck. “I’m so glad I could make you happy. For you, I’ll keep smiling for the next 16 days ahead of us.”
It was a cheesy declaration, but it seemed to have an effect on Nozomi all the same as she clung onto him more tightly, choking back a sob in the process. “Takumi…!”
The electrifying emotions between them seemed to charge the atmosphere as they allowed their tears to flow. No combination of words could describe the overwhelming happiness Takumi was feeling right now. Just like Nozomi, it was everything he could have wished for.
Although their future was now uncertain, Takumi knew that he would do anything to protect this happiness that they shared with each other. It was the reason he travelled back in time in the first place, and it would continue to be a reason for him to fight for a future where they all can live and treasure that happiness.
Without thinking, he began to recite the familiar mantra. “Whatever happens…”
Nozomi pulled back to face him with a teary, but earnest smile. “I’ll protect you, no matter what.”
“I promise.”
With a light chuckle, the two continued to hold each other tightly in their arms as they basked in this tender moment between themselves under the starry night sky…
This is the idea I’ve been working on. Like I’d mentioned before, this is more centered on Pokemon rather than any of the human characters. This is actually my first time writing Pokemon at all, but I’m happy to have my first time being about my favorites. You can post this onto your blog if you’d like!
Pokemon: Mind Over Matter
Fandom: Pokemon Scarlet and Violet
Synopsis: A tough sparring match between two Fire-types turns into a silly tickle assault.
Characters: Armarouge, Ceruledge
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AH FUCK I NEVER POSTED THIS!!
I’m so sorry, my friend! I meant to post this forever ago and just...never got around to it. And as I’m cleaning out my inbox, I found this and the 100th Line fic you sent me and went “....SON OF A-”
BUT AHH THIS WAS SO DARN CUTE HOLY- rereading this made my entire freaking night! Thank you for sharing and sorry again for the delayed response!
Anyway- I hope y’all enjoy this lovely work submitted!
TWANG!
BOOM!
Every Sunday, fierce clashes could be heard from the abandoned church off the beaten path from Montnevera. Adults and children tended to steer clear from the building due to the many wild Ghost-types that did not appreciate humans intruding on their sacred space, which made it the perfect arena for the two combatants.
FWOOSH!
CRACK!
Clashing blades and dancing flames in the center of the church made it impossible for anyone to intrude in the ongoing battle. Neither party gave room for their opponent to breathe, throwing relentless assaults that were responded by a timely defense.
And then, as quickly as they had begun, the clashes and flames died down as Armarouge was forced to heel, battered and beaten down after numerous blows from his adversary. The Fire Warrior Pokemon dared not say a word, choosing instead to stare at the one who now decisively had him at their mercy.
Wispy flames flowed across Ceruledge’s blades, which were crossed at his opponent’s neck. Trickles of sweat beaded down the Ghost-type’s face, but the light in his eyes was one of victory. After all these grueling battles, he had finally proven himself to be the stronger one.
“You… You fought well.”
And with that trite acknowledgement, the tension dissipated as the two Pokemon stumbled away from each other and filled the air with tired laughs. Ceruledge had to admit, they went a little crazier against each other than normal today. His brother’s trainer would definitely be demanding answers if he went back to her in this messed up state. Thankfully, it wasn’t anything a few covertly pilfered Potions couldn’t fix.
As usual, Armarouge caught the bottle without missing a beat. “So, it seems like someone has been training hard to kick my ass; would I be correct to say that?”
Ceruledge gave his Psychic-type brother a sly smirk. “You’re not the only one training day and night, I’ll say that much.”
“It’s what I signed up for, devoting myself to a human. But, it looks like my best efforts weren’t enough this time.”
Oh, how Ceruledge’s ego soared. It felt so good to not be the one admitting defeat. “It was only a matter of time before I caught up to you. You couldn’t stand above me forever.”
Despite his natural advantage as a Ghost-type, Ceruledge had never been able to best his sibling in combat. Human training made a huge difference in Armarouge’s control over his power, compared to Ceruledge, who was operating purely from survival instincts and crude combat skills honed from fighting in the wild. However, the numerous losses never discouraged the Ghost-type; if anything, they’d lit a flame in him that grew brighter with every spar between the two of them.
“Maybe next time, you won’t come in feeling so self-assured. I’ve wiped you this time, and I’ll do it again the next time.”
Instead of being humbled, the Psychic-type only looked even more smug. What was his deal? Ceruledge swore he must be doing it on purpose to tick him off even more. “Pot calling the kettle black here, wouldn’t you say? You’re riding the high of your victory, but don’t forget…”
Armarouge used Taunt!
“I know your real weakness.”
… This cunning jerk.
Despite Armarouge not making any threatening moves, Ceruledge stood on alarm. That tone in his sibling’s voice never meant anything good, and Ceruledge felt small as that evil glint in those eyes bore into him.
“What? Did I say something wrong?”
“… You know what you said.”
As Armarouge took a step closer, Ceruledge could feel a strange energy washing over him. “Don’t tell me you’re scared of me now, right after you’d beaten me to the ground! Surely the big bad Ghost-type wouldn’t be scared of this, would he?”
Armarouge used Psychic!
Right on cue, an involuntary squeak escaped Ceruledge as he wrapped his arms around himself in a defensive manner. He hated this so, so much. It took him every bit of restraint to not burst into laughter immediately. “Damn you… stop it…!”
Armarouge only laughed at his plight. “Hey, you only have yourself to blame! I’m only able to attack your mind because you’re so conscious about it!”
Well, excuse him for being conscious about how ticklish he was! Even though his brother wasn’t physically touching him, his mastery over the mind still allowed him to exploit his vulnerabilities. Memories of ruthless tickle fights between the two of them amplified the invisible sensations that were gently tormenting his most sensitive spots, and Armarouge was not helping.
“Don’t you dare deny it. I’m sure you remember alllll the times I tickled you all over until you promised not to bug me again for the day!”
“I-Ihit’s not fair, and you know it!”
“Maybe I need to give you a reminder. Actions speak louder; is what humans always like to say!” Without warning, the Psychic-type lunged towards Ceruledge, who was still fighting the urge to laugh. Any remaining resistance he was putting up shattered the moment his sibling’s stubby hands started rubbing against one of his worst spots: his armpits, regrettably not protected by his Malicious Armor. Loud, squeaky laughter echoed across the mossy brick walls as Ceruledge thrashed under the attack, a far cry from his graceful form in their battle just two minutes ago.
“EAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Dahahahamn you!”
“I’m gonna getchaaaa! I’m gonna getchaaaa! The tickle monster is here to get you!” If there was anything Ceruledge hated more than the actual tickling itself, it would be Armarouge’s incessant teasing. Juvenile taunts like these should not be making him even more ticklish, but his brother knew exactly what to say and how to say it to strike him where he was the most vulnerable.
“Stohohohop! Stop ihihihit!”
“Remember when you tried fighting a Gothorita, and then she immediately got you rolling on the ground with Tickle?” Of course he would bring that up; he knew just how embarrassing it was for Ceruledge, even though years have passed since that incident. “The other Pokemon in that area wouldn’t stop trying to tickle you ever since then! And to their credit, you’re a really easy target!”
“How dahahahahare youhouhou! I’m nohohot eas-EEEEEEE!” His words devolved into a sudden squeal as Armarouge switched to wiggling a stray Genius Feather against his neck, which was also left wide open and unprotected by his armor. “Nohohot the feathers! No feathers! NOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”
“Even a tiny little feather is too much for you?” Armarouge’s smug chuckle intertwined with Ceruledge’s own laughter. “How did you even establish yourself as the boss of your group? You’d stand no chance against them if they found out how easy it is to tickle you into submission!”
As if they had been eavesdropping the entire time, Ceruledge could hear mischievous giggles from the unseen residents of the church as the feather dancing under his neck drove his laughter up an octave. He hated to admit it, but Armarouge was right; knowing how ruthless Gengar was with his tickle attacks on the foolish humans that tried to catch him, Ceruledge would not live to see tomorrow if that damn prankster decided to have him as his next target.
With one last mischievous feather wiggling, Armarouge finally ended his tickle attack and cut off the psychic spell that had been provoking his other spots, and left Ceruledge to slowly recover his breath on the ground. The day had started out as one of his greatest achievements, but now, it was going on his list as one of his most embarrassing experiences in his life.
… Or that was what he would have thought if it weren’t for what his brother said next.
“We’ve both grown so big, but you’re still as adorably ticklish as always.” Armarouge gave a smile as he lied down on the ground beside him. “I know we’re all about fighting and being stronger now, but I can’t lie; I missed moments like this when we’re just being silly with each other.”
Despite having just had the daylights tickled out of him by the cunning jerk, Ceruledge couldn’t help but return the same sentimentality. “Look who’s getting all nostalgic. Maybe I should return the favor to you the next time you come here.”
“A bold proposition, from someone so ticklish.” His attempt to remain calm was betrayed by him jerking away as Armarouge brought his hand a little too close for his comfort. “But, it would make our battle more amusing, watching you try to chase me down.”
This smug bastard… Ceruledge may have conceded to him this time, but there was no way he was going to let this victory stick. Like he’d said earlier, it would only be a matter of time before he triumphed over him again, and the first step for that would be to enlist some backup…
Haloooo!! This isn’t a request but more on a question before I put in a request.
Do you still write for “Free!”?
Hey there! I do! :D it’s been a hot minute since I’ve written for Free- let alone watched it, but if it’s among the main cast (like- the 4 main boys, Rin, Sousuke, Ikuya and Hiori) I’d be down to write it!
So I may or may not have fallen down a Blue Lock rabbit hole despite not watching a single episode of the anime and only reading chapter 1 of the manga. While casually attempting to read every single Blue Lock fic on your blog, I had a really funny idea for a Kunigiri story prompt.
There's this song by my favorite kpop group, Ateez, called Bad. It's a really fun song with badass Latin vibes and stellar choreography. Below is a link to the lyrics translated to English.
Kunigami is trying to perform this song for Chigiri bc it reminds him of his princess (why I had this idea in the first place lol.) Poor Chigiri is genuinely trying to show his appreciation to his boyfriend's gesture, but Kunigami is stuttering and mumbling during the Spanish parts bc pronunciation is hard okay, and Chigiri can only disguise his desire to start cackling with quiet giggling for so long.
Cue Kunigami getting all pouty and mock upset at Chigiri's reaction, so he decides that if his princess is just going to laugh at him, he might as well give Chigiri a real reason to laugh. Meanwhile, Chigiri is still being teasy about Kunigami singing said song, which causes the latter to begin calling Chigiri a bunch of pet names in Spanish that he can recall like mi amor, etc. but only half pronouncing things correctly and eventually ending up using Taco Bell menu and commercial phrases.
This simply makes Chigiri laugh even harder so Kunigami shuts him up with a long, passionate kiss. Story ends with them slow dancing/cuddling together, and Kunigami asking Chigiri if he would like him to try the viral chest pump dance challenge one day. Look up ateez san chest pump dance meme for reference
. . . Wow that was a mouthful, but I needed to get this off my chest okay. Note: I'm not asking you to actually write this, especially if you don't have the time or energy to do so. It was just a cute starter prompt you would like to know about. Goodbye friend!!!
Oh my GOD Jin! This right here? This is glorious. Majestic. AMAZING. Holy crap I'm DYING (also oh my goodness you're so sweet?? Thank you for your support!)
Oooo, I'm listening to it now since I've never heard of it before- and now I'm just picturing Kunigami entering his K-Pop era, maybe he scores a few goals and gets his phone back so he can blast the tune. For a very real moment (in his head anyway) he's killing it. Chigiri looks memorized by his dancing, he's feeling the beat! Then the Spanish kicks in and he's just...fumbling so hard?
Chigiri's got a hand pressed into his mouth, eyes watering and ears red. He's sobbing with laughter, absolutely dying, and Kunigami is like you said absolutely butchering the entire thing. He decides to just commit to the bit, dancing over to Chigiri and saying "Mi Quesadilla. La Calupa. Gordita crunch~"
At this point Chigiri is HOWLING. He can't even make noise at points with how hard he's laughing, stomping his foot and doing that thing where he's trying to like- fight off the laughter by waving his hand around. His face is as red as his hair and tears are streaking down his face in his laugh attack and Kunigami just falls. In. Love. all over again.
Like you said, he silences him with a kiss after awhile, making Chigiri melt into him and momentarily forget they were at Blue Lock and Kunigami's reciting of the entire Taco Bell Menu (which btw had me cackling upon reading your ask FRIEND-)
Oh God THE CHEST PUMP! Listen- Ateez got it, but that iconic move in my heart is done best by the one and only Hyun of XLOV! (Listen, everytime I see it all I hear is "Rizz Rizz Rizz Rizz-) So like- when Kunigami jokingly asks him if he should, Chigiri is lowkey like 👀 Yes- yes please do, you'd look so hot?? But then he thinks about XLOV and starts giggling again thinking of the songs that have spanish in them kjarkjekajrkjerkje
oh this made my entire freaking day! Thank you friend! :D I'll put a bookmark in this for potential future fics, but this really was one hell of a prompt! Thank you for sharing!
