heey, welcome! name’s chiivalry or chii for short!
i’m a minor from 🇵🇱 and use they/it/thunder pronouns :3
this is my side blog for tickle fics + occasional doodles. if you know me from my main, please don’t mention this blog there 😭
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-> i write just about everything! platonic, romantic, x reader, fluff, angst, you get the picture. the only things i will not write include nsfw, incest, pedophelia, comship/darkship ;
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two years ago i created a tickletober list, but it remained a lonely warrior in the field. i decided not to take it out of the grave, but to try again, adding some days from that sheet in order to close the gestalt haha
not sure if anyone will take part here, but if you do, please let me know about your work via the tag #valstickletober! i'll be glad
feel free to interpret it and use however your soul wishes. you can overplay the ideas, mix the prompts, mix this list with others' lists or skip something that is not your cup of poison. remember that your main task for this challenge is to have fun!🦇
and i... will do my best to survive till october and provide with food
🪸 ;; fic type -> written to be romantic, but can be seen as platonic, small 2.5 trailblaze mission spoilers ;
🪸 ;; warnings -> none ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> i love. moze and jiaoqiu sm. they’re together on my team (along with aven and argenti) and i just love them sm. hoyo give me more moze eidolons
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the first thing that could be heard from jiaoqiu’s home was a muffled shriek, followed by (barely suppressed) hysterical giggles.
ever since the yaoqing trio returned home, moze has been practically glued to jiaoqiu’s side.
the foxian wanted to get groceries? moze’s right there, carrying his bags and helping him shop.
walking home? moze is trailing after him, watching from one shadow only to move to another to observe the foxian further.
cooking? moze does it for him.
cleaning? moze does that too.
at this point, he’s like an unpaid caretaker!
“j—jiaoqiuhuhu!” moze giggled, alternating between swatting at the healer’s hands gently and covering his face to muffle his laugher. “stohohohop it!”
“i’m afraid i cannot.” jiaoqiu chuckled, continuing to spider his hands over the shadow guard’s ribs. “for you see, moze, ever since we’ve returned you’ve been helping me out dutifully. i simply wish to return the favour!”
“buhuhut youhuhu’re nohot hehelping mehehe!” the grey haired male wheezed
“i am!” jiaoqiu chirps, his hands moving to spider at moze’s exposed tummy, giggling as the shadow guard shrieks once more and starts to laugh hysterically. “you’re awfully tense. as your physician, i believe a simple massage will help!~”
“jiaohoho!! nohohohohoho!” moze whines. whines! oh, this is precious! “youhuhur clahahahaws are sohoho bahahad!”
“ah, my claws?” the foxian smiled, his tail thumping against the ground happily. “apologies, my dear patient, but they’re a necessity. now, where was i? ah, spidering my hands over your ribs, yes!”
🪸 ;; author’s note: request for @tklpilled !! i accidentally deleted the ask im so sorry 😭😭
i also went for just lee!dan heng so hope you don’t mind :3
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in march’s (not so) humble opinion, cuddles are the best thing to do after a mission.
they’re relaxing, warm, and hey, your friends are right there!
the pink haired girl happily held her two best friends, stelle and dan heng. the latter was in a sour mood, and it was so, so easy to tell.
the astral express crew discovered dan heng’s past whilst on the loufu.
did they care? did it make them look at him differently? of course not!
he’s still dan heng just… with horns and a tail! and longer hair too…
dan heng didn’t share that statement though.
“heyyyy” march whined, poking dan heng’s cheek. “cheer up. we really don’t care if you’re a dragon! you’re still dan heng!”
dan heng stared at her, then at stelle, who only nodded in agreement to march’s statement.
“march is right. cheer up” she said, ruffling his hair.
“i.. i’m trying.” dan heng said, clearly not telling the truth. he knew the two would probably catch on, and yet he hoped they wouldn’t.
march huffed, before giving stelle a knowing look.
without the dark haired trailblazer noticing, march’s hands shot to his sides, whilst stelle’s moved to his neck and pointy ears.
“wahaha?! guhuhuhuys!!” the vidyadhara squealed. he squirmed around in a futile attempt to move away from the tickling, but no matter which direction he moved, he either exposed his neck or sides more. “stohohoHOHOP thahahat!”
“sorry, dan heng! no can do!” march giggles “right stelle?”
“right. we can’t have you upset whilst cuddling with us, you know?”
🪸 ;; fic type -> platonic or romantic, up to reader’s interpretation ;
🪸 ;; warnings -> none ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> sobbing this is so rushed 💔
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“alhaitham!” kaveh shouted, chasing after his roommate. “get back here!”
how did they get here?
first he was working on a project peacefully. nothing special, just some commission to design a pretty summer home.
so how did he end up chasing alhaitham all over their house?
the scribe stole his favourite pencil! how could he?! he couldn’t care less about alhaitham wanting him to take a “break”. he needed that commission finished asap!
“alhaitham!” he growled, picking up the pace.
“kaveh?” the other mocked, further enraging kaveh.
“i swear if you don’t give me that pencil i’ll have you regret it!” he shouted, more annoyed than ever.
“regret it, how?” alhaitham asked. “i highly doubt your old joints will let you catch up, senior.”
oh that is it!
with one leap of faith, kaveh threw himself at alhaitham, pinning him down to the ground. immediately, his fingers shot at the scribe’s ribs, clawing at them mercilessly and poking between each bone.
alhaitham, to his credit, was somewhat quiet about the whole ordeal, only to break out into loud laughter the second kaveh started to claw at his upper ribs.
“kaveheheheheh!”
“alhaitham!” kaveh snickered, tickling his roommate vigorously. “will you give me back my pencil?”
tickle-tober day one: anticipation (kaveh x gn!reader)
🪸 ;; pairing -> ler!gn-reader x lee!kaveh ;
🪸 ;; fic type -> can be seen as platonic or romantic ;
🪸 ;; warnings -> none ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> woahh,, first tickletober prompt!! i was thinking of going for haikaveh but couldn’t figure anything interesting out 💔 hope y’all don’t mind a quick x reader to start things off!
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“[name]!” kaveh grumbled for the nth time this past ten minutes. “hello? are you listening to me?!”
the architect was a mess, to say the least.
right now, he was chilling with you. his head was in your lap as you read a book, enjoying each other’s company in silence. innocent enough, right?
wrong.
in one hand, you held a book. the other rested on kaveh’s abdomen, tapping against his side lazily.
and it was driving him crazy!
“[n-name]!” he whined, trying to move slightly to make that annoying tapping affect him less. were you doing this on purpose or what?!
“yeah?” came your reply, nonchalant despite the flustered mess in your lap.
“what are you doing?” he complains, swatting at your hand. “its…”
“it’s what, kaveh?”
oh shit.
there it was; he said it, and you figured it out.
“n-nothing!” he squeaks.
“you’re awfully red.” you smile, trailing your hand towards his tummy. “are you sure, it’s nothing?”
“yehehes! nothing!” kaveh says, giggles of anticipation spilling from his lips already. “[name], come ohohon!”
he had no time to react before your hand started to claw at his tummy, drawing out panicked and embarrassed giggles.
and hey, at least your day’s getting better now! not only is the architect smiling, you got to tickle him too!
hi, can i request 11 with platonic ivan&sua siblingship?? the idea occurred to me thanks to that one comic where mizi's sleeping in ivan's lap and sua hates it, so she intervenes and ivan hugs her to annoy her. oh, and you can do it whichever way you want. no pressure :3
oh my gods thats such an awesome idea anon!!! adding that to the masterlist immediately!! >:3
🪸 ;; warnings -> luka is a warning himself LMAO, small angst, mentions of human experiments/testing, slight ooc
🪸 ;; authors note -> it’s my birthday today yippee!! (im like a minute late but shhhh, its still the 4th of september)
guess who got into ALNST recently lmao. i swear if i fall in love with one more blondie i will lose it (so far the list is aventurine, kaveh and luka).
as usual the format is general, lee and ler headcanons! feel requests are still open btw :3
🪸 ;; masterpost
🪸 ;; ao3
🪸 ;; general headcanons
just like his voice, his laughter is heavenly;
his laughter and reactions are quite restrained; he’s learned to control his heart rate because of heperu’s “tests”, and as a result, he learned how to control his reactions too;
but keep tickling him for a while and he’ll give you the cutest giggles and shy titters ever;
he doesn’t squirm around that much, surprisingly. no one knows why;
do be careful, after tickling him he gets pretty vengeful. and a vengeful luka is something wise men fear;
his tummy has just a tiny amount of pudge, squeeze that part and you’ll be rewarded trust;
he starts squeaking and squealing like a dog toy when you squeeze his tummy its adorable;
just don’t tell him that he sounds like a dog toy… its for the best;
🪸 ;; lee headcanons
oh no he’s hot :( ;
has the cutest laugh ever;
pretty ticklish if you target the right spots;
if luka trusts you a lot (which is pretty hard to achieve), he’ll struggle less when you tickle him. as in, he’ll actually let you do it;
remember how i mentioned his laugh being shy and all? i feel like he’d get rlly shy when tickled too;
like, he’s this famous persona, the previous ALNST winner, and a few poked get him giggling?? embarrassing… (for him anyways);
i think his worst spots would be tummy and ears/neck. maybe hips too idk;
he’s used to roughness because of heperu (fuck you heperu) so gentle tickling works best on him lol;
does get overwhelmed pretty quick so keep that in mind;
you know luka really trusts you if he willingly lets you tickle him (he hates being vulnerable);
🪸 ;; ler headcanons
his hands are cold as fuck and the smUG BASTARD USES THAT TO HIS ADVANTAGE >:( ;
he’s so mean. why are you so rude blondie;
luka knows every weak spot of his “victim”. he’s able to find it in seconds;
always teasing and taunting his lee. what a jerk;
tickling from him is different depending on what you did; if he feels like tickling you for the sake of it, he’ll be somewhat gentle. but if you tickled him first? rip buddy, r.i.p;
asshole alert asshole alert asshole alert;
y’all remember that moment when he kissed the microphone? yeah he’ll definitely bully his s/o with ticklish kisses (bastard pt2);
he’s a manipulative little shit chances are he’ll manipulate you into letting him tickle you lmao;
oh and did i mention he can hold you down with EASE. he’s a piece of shit when it comes to tickling people;
🪸 ;; warnings ->slight angst, mentions of aventurine having mobility issues ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> quick drabble of my two favs‼️ hope y’all don’t mind me using my personal aventurine headcanon for a quick drabble LMAOO. this is also based on this post from my main :3
(pls don’t mention this blog’s existence there i’m begging and pleading)
🪸 ;; masterpost
🪸 ;; ao3
aventurine sighed, resting his head against the cold metal of argenti’s armour. he felt weak; his body was numb and he could make close to no move at all.
“fret not, my dear. our designation is close” said the knight, his voice gentle as per usual.
“sorry, ‘genti” the gambler laughed bitterly. “you shouldn’t have to carry me around like this…”
“do not speak like this!” argenti chided softly. “you are my lover, and it is my duty to help you in any way!”
aventurine paused, looking down at his hands. was it really that simple?
love was a transaction. like everything in life. and yet, it felt… different with argenti.
the knight didn’t want his wealth. nor did he care for aventurine’s status. hell, he didn’t even want his body.
was that not enough? was he not enough??
of course he wasn’t, who is he kidding?
“aventurine?” argenti’s soft voice cut his train of thought, making the gambler look his way.
“yes?”
“is this how you think of yourself?” the question made aventurine pause, contemplating what his lover meant, only to pale when he realized he must’ve spoken his thoughts aloud.
“i don’t know what you’re talking about, darling.” aventurine laughed.
“i cannot have you thinking of yourself this way, my love” argenti said, his voice firm as he gently tickled under aventurine’s knees.
“i-i dohohon’t thihihink thats necessarehehe!” aventurine giggled, subconsciously tightening his grip on argenti. “a-argentihihihi!”
“my apologies, aventurine, but i must ensure you know how much i value you.” the knight of beauty smiled, holding his gambler close as he continued to tickle him.
“wahahaha! noooo!” aventurine yelped, shaking his head and letting out the cutest giggles. “okahahahahay! you wihihihin!” he whined, tapping argenti’s shoulder twice, a sign to show he had enough.
his lover stopped immediately, pressing a feather light kiss to aventurine’s forehead.
“i love you, my dear. please never speak of yourself so unkindly”
🪸 ;; warnings -> mentions of alcoholism, a bit of angst ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> first headcanon post!! i’ll be doing both lee + ler hcs, but if you guys would like to see separate ones, let me know!! :3
🪸 ;; masterpost
🪸 ;; ao3
🪸 ;; general headcanons:
most people assume he hates being tickled with how much he protests anytime it happens, but they couldn’t be farther from the truth ;
kaveh enjoys it, but will get extremely embarrassed when confronted about it lol ;
his laughter is filled with squeals and squeaks, and he will snort if you tickle in the right places ;
he also wheezes a lot lmao ;
his worst spots are definitely the tummy, hips and back ;
his ribs are also pretty high up there. if you play the rib counting game with him, he’s dead and gone. rip kaveh ;
also if he’s tickled by more than one person at the same time, his laughter will grow real loud, almost as if the poor architect is witnessing bloody murder! ;
squirms a lot too! like a cute little giggle worm !! ;
he honestly loves to be tickled by others, but doesn’t really want to ask because he’s worried of how others will react ;
please tickle him it’s like free therapy ;
🪸 ;; lee headcanons:
he’s such a cutie when tickled omg ;
he squels around a lot, and has both the cutest and funniest reactions ever! ;
he gets really embarrassed by verbal teasing, but if you start to compliment him, he might just die ;
if he’s stressed because of work, giving him some soft, comforting tickles will help more than any words directed his way ;
he can and will act like a brat on purpose to get tickled ;
it usually works, and usually alhaitham is the one to wreck his ass ;
sometimes he’ll flop into one of his friends or his partner’s lap, and wait expectantly for tickles ;
will pout if the silent request is ignored, then he’ll fumble over his words, trying to explain he wants to be tickled ;
if he works on a project for too long and refuses to go to bed, alhaitham forces him by tickling the daylights out of him lmao ;
his reactions are even funnier when he gets tickled while drunk ;
he whines about it while giggling drunkenly, only to lean further into the tickling ;
if he starts drinking too much, his friends remind him to stop by tickling him ;
works wonderfully every time ;
he’s such a cutie patootie how could you not want to bully him with tickles? ;
🪸 ;; ler headcanons:
ler!kaveh is a double edged sword; he’s either mean when sober, or a total MENACE when drunk ;
he teases his lee like there’s no tomorrow ;
and he’s way too mean with the tickles too ;
his usual victims when he’s like this are alhaitham, cyno and tighnari. haitham gets tickled by him the most ;
they have a silent agreement to keep their guard extra high up when kaveh’s drunk ;
he uses his lee as a stress relief toy lmao ;
if a client has particularly annoyed him that day, he’ll seek out a friend or s/o, then start squeezing their sides and tummy to cool off ;
he can be pretty gentle and loving when it comes to tickling others, but usually he’s a real meanie ;
he’s an observant person though, so if he knows someone can get overwhelmed by physical touch easily, he’ll be gentler ;
🪸 ;; pairing -> alhaitham x kaveh (genshin impact) ;
🪸 ;; fic type -> fluff, can be read as romantic or platonic ;
🪸 ;; warnings -> none ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> woaaaa first fic !! i recently got back to genshin after quitting during sumeru release, and kaveh stole my heart 💔 so here’s some kaveh bullying bcuz he took his sweet, sweet time coming home :)
sorry if they’re ooc :(
🪸 ;; masterpost
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it didn’t take the scribe too long to notice something was off about his roommate.
he knew the man like the back of his own hand; he could tell when something was wrong.
and his senses were telling him something was up.
kaveh was behaving strangely.
he’d linger in places alhaitham was at, casting him strange looks, he’d try to initiate conversation or playful banter, and most surprisingly of all, he’d been dropping vague, almost unnoticeable hints of craving… something.
did alhaitham figure out what it was?
not yet. the architect was making it quite hard. what could kaveh possibly want from alhaitham?
perhaps he was behaving like this because of his job? alhaitham has heard many stories of his “moronic” clients, most of those being drunken confessions from the blonde.
his “strange” behaviour continued over the weeks, until alhaitham physically got fed up with the constant hint dropping, lingering glances.
he waited for kaveh to return, sitting on the couch with his arms folded over his chest.
“kaveh” the scribe spoke sternly, staring at his roommate. the latter returned his gaze, his crimson eyes filling with confusion as he stared back at alhaitham.
“yes?”
“couch. now”
kaveh wanted to refuse. he didn’t have time for this!
but at the same time, this could be a chance to get what he wants… right?
the architect reluctantly sat down next to alhaitham, fidgeting with his hands nervously.
“you’ve been behaving stranger than usual.” alhaitham said bluntly, matter of factly.
kaveh scoffed at that. “my behaviourism hasn’t changed a bit. you’re seeing things”
alhaitham frowned at that. “and now you’re lying.”
kaveh froze. fuck. he got caught.
“what?!” he squawked, attempting to hide his clear nervousness at alhaitham’s statement. “i am not!”
“you clearly are.” the scribe sighed.
the two went back and forth for a while, their argument ending with a surprised squeal from kaveh when alhaitham’s hand dug into his side.
“what was that for?!” the architect said shakily, swatting at alhaitham’s hand.
alhaitham was silent.
in one move, he pulled kaveh down onto his lap, his legs holding the other’s arms down.
“a-alhaitham? what are you— wahahahait no!”
kaveh’s words were cut off by giggling as alhaitham’s hands dug into his sides again, his fingers fluttering up and down and drawing out loud squeals of laughter.
“ahahahalhaitham! stohohohohop thahat!” he whined, squirming around in the scribe’s hold.
“i will if you explain your behaviour to me, kaveh.” alhaitham replied blankly, continuing to tickle and squeeze kaveh’s sides.
“hahahahaithahaham! wahahah nooo!” the architect squealed, kicking his legs out. he squawked in protest when alhaitham’s hands moved up to his ribs. “nahahahaha! nohohot theheheree!”
a ghost of a smile crosses alhaitham’s face as he spidered his hands over his poor roommate’s ribs.
“you know how to make it stop, kaveh” alhaitham answered truthfully, biting back a smile at kaveh’s embarrassingly loud squeals.
“youhuhuhu bahahahahastard!!” he yelped, trying to give alhaitham an unhappy frown. it had no effect, though. his frown looked more like a crooked smile. “i ahahaham your sehehehenior! youhuhu behehehetter shohohow some respehehehect!”
“that’s not nice, kaveh.” alhaitham chided, scribbling his fingers across kaveh’s tummy, which resulted in loud laughter and protests from his senior. “you ought to set a better example for your junior.”
at this point, kaveh’s mind went blank. all he could process was the unbearably ticklish sensations of alhaitham tickling his tummy and hips.
he shrieked when the scribe’s hands shot to his hips and thighs, his laughter reaching an even higher octave.
“hahahahahahaithaAHAHaham!! pleEHEHEheheseee!” kaveh begged, tears of mirth pooling in his eyes as he kept on laughing and squealing.
“will you talk to me now?” alhaitham questioned nonchalantly, as if he wasn’t sending the poor architect to his very own grave with tickles right now.
“i wihihihill i WIHIHILL! juhuhust stahahap ihihit!!”
the scribe did as told, raising his hands up ever so slightly.
kaveh panted, attempting to catch his breath after alhaitham’s cruel attack.
“y-you are so mean…” kaveh breathed out, resting his head against alhaitham’s side.
“so i’ve been told” came the reply. “well? will you talk now, or do i need to persuade you more?”
kaveh shuddered at his roommate’s tone of voice, his face heating up as a blush dusted his cheeks.
“well i uh…” he stuttered, avoiding alhaitham’s gaze at all costs.
“you?”
“i… wanted attention..” kaveh sighed. “your attention.”
alhaitham paused at that.
kaveh, someone who claims to hate alhaitham, wanted his attention?
“oh.” the scribe replied, unsure of what to say.
kaveh blushed furiously, hoping the couch would swallow him whole and let him hide for all eternity.
“y-you were busier than usual! of course i’d start to miss you!” the architect whined. “ugh, you are so horrible!”
“you should’ve said so, kaveh.” alhaitham smirked, scratching at kaveh’s armpits, earning himself a loud screech of laughter. “i would’ve paid you some attention.”
