Hello! I don’t know if you’re still taking TWST requests, but if you are, I’d like to request a platonic fic/drabble (depending on what you’re more comfortable with) with lers!Ace and Deuce and lee!Yuu/Reader. My idea is that Yuu’s been feeling kind of blegh all day for no real reason, so Ace and Deuce give them a playful little wrecking to cheer them up. Thank you and stay safe!
A Laughable Solution
Ace & Deuce & Reader (TWST)
a/n: HELLO im so sorry this was like,, super late but i enjoyed writing this a lot! it was a bit of a struggle because for some reason, i really cant get their characters down, but i hope it’s not too bad! besides that, i hope u enjoy <3
summary: see above !!
word count: 1.1k
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Ughhh. You groaned for the hundredth time that day. What is with you today?
You felt just so.. unmotivated today, and you didn’t know why. There wasn’t any particular reason, but you knew instantly that today wouldn’t be a good day the second your eyes opened that morning. All you wanted to do was crawl into bed and never see the light of day until this mood of yours could pass.
You tried to hide it, but found that even that was hard to do. You were exhausted and your friends, Ace and Deuce had caught on.
You sat in between them at the table in your dorm, your head on the table in your arms. You could hear them whispering, and you knew it was about you when you heard them utter your name.
You groaned again. Much less subtly than before.
“Uh, is it just me or is something wrong with you today?” Ace asked, raising a brow.
“Yeah, you look a little.. upset?” Deuce added, and you peeked at him through your arms, seeing concern in his features. Looking at Ace, he was acting as though he didn’t care, but even you could see that he was a bit worried.
“I’m fine, just.. tired,” You muttered, slowly.
“I’m not really sure I buy that,” Ace replied, flicking his wrist.
“Did someone do anything to you?” Deuce asked, unsure of what to say.
“No, I’m fine!” You rushed, not really wanting to worry your friends even more. “I am just— I don’t know, feel.. wrong today? It’s not for any actual reason. It just.. isn’t a good day,” You mumbled, a little sheepishly.
Ace and Deuce shared a look. Weird. Then, they turned towards you, and you began to feel a bit nervous.
“G-guys?” You stuttered, backing up in suspicion when they got closer to you. You didn’t really know what they were up to, but considering it was them, it couldn’t be anything good.
“Don’t worry! This isn’t gonna hurt!” Ace exclaimed, and he was right, it didn’t hurt; it tickled. A lot. Before you could even move, Ace had latched his hands on you, kneading his fingers to, well, tickle you. Deuce was a bit slower on the uptake, but just as determined as he hooked under your underarms and kept scribbling at the sensitive skin.
“Gahaha! Stohop!” You shouted out, instantly, not expecting to be tickled of all things. The usual Ace and Deuce shenanigans included ways to make you laugh– which, thinking about it, tickling actually made a lot of sense– but not like this! They would tell jokes, do silly dances, and even sometimes, distract you with games or something!
“Stop? We’re just getting started!” Ace said, as he continued squeezing your sides, feeling more excited at every jolt you made.
“Ahahahace! Deucehehe!” You giggled, feeling incredibly embarrassed. Ace looked like he was enjoying every second of this, and when you craned your neck to look at Deuce, he seemed very curious and interested.
“You’ll feel way better after we’re done!” Deuce declared, confidence brewing in his tone. His fingers were almost stuck to you, the way they were unrelentless in the tickling. He would scratch at your underarms and poke and your ribs, and it was evil. You couldn’t even stop your laughter if you tried!
“Plehehease!”
“I don’t know. I think I like this side of you. Don’t you, Deuce?” Ace teased, and you could feel your face heat up at that.
“Yeah, it’s pretty nice,” Deuce said, with a small blush on his cheeks, something of a habit of his when complimenting someone. Still, honest as he was, he couldn’t disagree.
When Ace turned to tickling a spot that was especially sensitive to you, you could feel your laughter becoming louder. The two clearly noticed as well. Ace lingered on that spot, and Deuce’s movements faltered, curious to see what Ace had discovered.
“Nohoho!” You cried, squirming in their grasps. Ace chuckled, amused and surprised.
“No way, you’re ticklish here too!” Ace said, mostly to himself, but loud enough to ensure you heard him. Ugh, you wanted to die of shame right then and there.
“They seem to be.. pretty ticklish,” Deuce also noted, and you hadn’t even thought what was happening could get worse! And yet, you found yourself leaning into their touch just slightly. You shook your head when you noticed, because you knew you would never hear the end of it if they found out that you might… actually enjoy being tickled. Even if it was just a little bit.
Instead, you took to fighting them off with more fervor than before. They did, in fact, notice that as they also tickled you with more fervor. Your… flailing and squirming against them didn’t exactly help you at all and you were almost tempted to just give up and accept your fate.
“Heheheey! Stahahap it!”
“Not gonna happen!” Ace responded, his fingers scribbling along your tummy. You tried to suck your stomach in, but amidst your laughter, it was proving to be very difficult. Even worse when his finger started swirling around your navel. You tensed, feeling tears pricking at the corners of your eyes.
Deuce’s ticklish assault now on your hips was much more tame, but still added to the torture you were definitely enduring right now! Even then, he looked much more into tickling you than he was before, clearly having gotten comfortable.
“Plehehehease! Ahahaha!” You giggled, slurring your words, feeling a bit delirious. “Mehehehrcy!”
At last, the tickling came to a stop. Not immediately, but their slippery fingers eased up, and finally stopped, leaving you a panting, flustered mess. Gahhh.
“How do you feel?” Deuce asked, a soft smile on his face as he waited for your answer.
“Ah, that was fun!” Ace said, and you narrowed your eyes at him. Wasn’t the point of this to cheer you up? Why did he look more content than you did?
You sighed. “I.. I guess I don’t feel as bad as I did before,” You admitted, but you sat up with a glare. “But, don’t do that again!”
You felt a bit regretful saying that, but admitting you didn’t mind it was definitely too much! Maybe you’d tell them one day, but not today. And, well, even with your words, you were positive that this wouldn’t be the last time they would tickle you. Ace certainly would, considering his reaction.
Deuce and Ace merely chuckled at your reaction, and you pouted. Leaning back on the ground, the two followed. You let out a deep breath.
While tickling might not always be an effective method in cheering you up, it was this time, and that was enough for you. You really had the best friends.
hi! i'm not sure if you're still taking the mischevious prompts but if you are, could you please do "Don't-- Don't touch that--" with lee!fu xuan? the ler can be whoever you want (though ig qingque makes the most sense!)
Mischievious Prompts [Temporarily Closed]
“Qingque, are you really so devoid of tasks that you need to be poking around right now? I can easily find something else for you to fill your time with.”
“Ah-ah! This is business, Master Diviner – the General Jing Yuan asked me to be here, remember.”
Ah, yes, Jing Yuan. Fu Xuan had to bite her tongue to keep from rolling her eyes, exerting every ounce of self-control she had to keep herself in check. Sometimes, she really wished she could truly understand the man’s whims – they seemed random and unpredictable. She’d read into it, if it hadn’t proved to be a waste of time in the past.
“Besides,” The librarian pointed out, looking over her shoulder; “Nobody knows their way around the library better than me.”
Silently, Fu Xuan conceded that much – but why he’d asked for Qingque to help her prepare for the evening outside of finding her the tomes she needed was beyond her. But here they were. She flipped between the pages of a book before grunting in dissatisfaction, turning to a nearby shelf and scanning titles up the wall until she found that which she searched.
Of course, mounted high up on the wall where neither woman would be able to reach. She clicked her tongue in annoyance, wheeling over one of the ladders instead.
“... I swear, everything on the Luofu is designed against people of shorter stature. One of these days, I’ll gather a union and make a case about it.”
“I’d be glad to join you,” Quingque replied with a chuckle in her words, looking up from her own tome – only to slam the book in alarm when she saw how Fu Xuan teetered on the ladder.
The rails keeping it in place were only just short of the title she sought, leaving her to sway dangerously over the edge, and despite any grievances, Quingque didn’t really want to see her boss break an arm or a leg. So, in a moment of sheer panic, she dropped the book on the nearest table and rushed up behind her, reaching up to hold her by the waist and keep her steady.
“Master Diviner! If you needed help, you should have said something…!”
"Don't– Don't touch that–"
The librarian blinked with surprise, then faint amusement at the choked tone Fu Xuan held, and huffed out a laugh of her own. She hadn’t thought to question the immediate tensing or tiny jump from the hands she’d set on Fu Xuan’s sides beforehand, but now she dug in just slightly, easily avoiding the clumsy kick aimed backwards when she pushed her luck.
“Ah, so the Master Diviner is ticklish, huh?”
“Shuhut –! mmh. Stop your n-nonsense and let go of me this instant.”
“Come down first, this is too dangerous.”
Begrudgingly, Fu Xuan stepped back down, and Quingque loosened her grip before letting go entirely once the Master Diviner was back on the ground. She stepped away to recover a footladder instead, holding it up with a raised eyebrow while Fu Xuan’s gaze darkened, embarrassment and annoyance all at once in her eyes. It took merely a few seconds of easy communication for the librarian to retrieve the book her superior sought and hand it over with ease, smiling.
“Next time, please ask for assistance, Master Diviner… I doubt anyone would be happy if I let you get injured on my watch.”
“Hmph. I will bear that in mind…” Her gaze softened, and she sighed; “And I would be grateful if our esteemed librarian would keep what she learned to herself.”
“Hehe… Of course.”
“Good. Because I still remember her younger days with us. And I would hate to bring that knowledge back into common knowledge.”
Quingque’s eyes widened, and Fu Xuan hid her smile as she turned to leave, the librarian squawking at her heels. The girl wasn’t all insufferable, she supposed.
do u think boothill would be obsessed w readers waist . literally holding it pinching it using it to move them around etc he makes me a little crazy
yup.
always has an arm around your waist. and he always has to call you my man/my lady, otherwise it’s ‘honey’ and i’m not elaborating. he thinks he’s so smooth (dont tell him you can hear the fans whirring below his body). you’re, what, 2 years into this relationship and he’s still blushing at the ears and stuttering when you smile at him.
he can be smooth, sometimes. it’s all in the southern drawl, and also just him being quite touchy in general. has also like, 100% said, “well, hello, nurse” once or twice with a whistle when you walked in the room.
he’s not the biggest hand holder—he doesn’t like his hands at all—so he’d rather just squash you in tight next to him as much as he can.
he’s basically your guard dog. he’s always attached to you somehow, will bark and bite at anything that he doesn’t like coming close to you, and he feels like the king of the world knowing that he, some stupid hunk of scrap metal and junk, bagged you. nobody knows how he did it. he doesn’t even know. sometimes he thinks he’s dreaming.
he’s feel like an absolute gentleman as well, so there’s that too. he’s going to tickle you at any given opportunity, as well as give you a little squeeze. he’s got that sort of cuteness aggression inside him i think. if your back is turned, he’ll pinch your sides and nip at your neck like a puppy. he’s like that.
speaking of your back, somebody’s gotta call the mechanic if you’re wearing a top with a low or exposed back, or if you just take the damn shirt off entirely. he’s like a victorian man seeing ankles for the first time if he sees even an inch of your spine. why are you seducing him like this. please stop staring at him with heart eyes when he’s stumbling over his words.
he can’t join you on beach days unfortunately—sand and water not great for the robo-body—but he will be reluctant to let you leave, considering you’ve got basically nothing on and he wants you all to himself.
he also loves your legs. please swing them on his lap and use his as a foot stool. he won’t even complain. don’t get him wrong, he loves you in formal wear; suit, dress, whatever you want, but by the gods when you wear shorts or a skirt his brain melts.
appreciates nice shoes as well. fancy formal wear sort of stuff. he’s a total sucker for it.
if you wear heels, he loves those too (makes you look taller so rawr) (he will do that cat purr rolling tongue noise i have no clue what it’s called) (also he knows any sort of fancy shoes hurt your feet so YAY he gets to carry you home!!!!!! he wins!!!!!!!!!) (he’ll hold your shoes in one hand and carry you like you’re made of glass. doesn’t matter if you’re embarrassed. to be fair, he thinks you deserve to be carried everywhere. you’re way too ethereal to be touching the floor in any sort of way).
i just like the idea that he’s the biggest most loserish simp in the world. loves his partner more than anything in the world. whipped to all hell. will put a bullet in his head if it would make you smile.
can i request for ler!kafka and lee!trailblazer with “is that a sensitive spot?”
thank u ok bai :D
Mischievious Prompts [Still Open]
This was bullshit. Mean, and unfair, and nonsensical, and more than anything Stelle was just really hoping and praying none of the Express Crew turned up to save her right now.
“Your face is getting red from holding it in, you know. You really are such a trooper, but this is one of life’s little inevitabilities…”
Kafka’s lilting voice ate away at her already frayed and frazzled nerves, and the gray-haired Trailblazer screwed her eyes shut with a stubborn shake of her head, her cheeks puffed out from the effort of containing her laughter. Her arms strained against the manipulated ‘spider web’ Kafka bound them in, itching to wrap around her torso, to find some measure of protection from the deft squeezes coursing up and down her sides.
“Aw, that’s adorable…” The Stellaron Hunter laughed, her tone condescending yet her intentions genuine; “Come on, sooner or later you’re going to explode…”
Stelle tossed her head with a strangled whine, gritting her teeth – only for her resolve to absolutely crumble once Kafka finally dug her fingers into her underarms, her eyes flying open alongside an almost out-of-character squeal.
“Eeyaaah, nonononohoho, not – not thehere!”
“Oh? Is that a sensitive spot?”
“Plhehehease!!”
Kafka merely chuckled along with her prey as Stelle melted, practically putty in her hands, her will temporarily broken down.
Sooner or later, someone from either faction would find them, and their fun would be over. Until then, Kafka would enjoy her playtime with her Trailblazer, and Stelle would gleefully bask in the doting attention until her crewmates teased her for it later.
Tkl fic requests are open for honkai star rail and bsd you just need to list the characters and like a sentence or two about how you want the plot
I will not do any NSFW as I’m not comfortable writing it
This was made from pure tiredness so it may suck
I didn’t specify if these two are married or are dating as I had no idea what way I wanted to put it so it’s up to you guys to view however you want
Lee:Boothill
Ler:Argenti
Argenti was simply working in his indoor garden, watering the flowers he had worked hard to get to the beautiful state they were in, till he heard his lover Boothill enter the house with the front door slamming behind him as angry muttering left Boothill's mouth.
"Those stupid muddle fudgers not knowing fudgin' anything."
Argenti left the indoor garden and went over to Boothill. He could practically feel the steam of anger radiating from the cyborg.
Argenti sighs and holds Boothill's hand, lifting it up and pressing a kiss to the cold metal, greeting his beloved.
"Hello, my darling. Is everything alright?"
Argenti says in a gentle tone, trying his best to calm Boothill down.
"No, it's not alright. Those sons of nice ladies don't know fudging anything," Boothill hisses. When he was away earlier, he had a run-in with some IPC members, and unfortunately for him, they didn't know anything about the whereabouts of Oswaldo Schneider, making his day worsen and waste a bunch of his time as he had yet to find the man that took everything from him.
Argenti nods his head, understanding Boothill's anger. He stepped closer to his beloved and wrapped his arms tightly around him, pressing a few kisses on Boothill's face before pressing a few to his jawline, causing a squeak to slip out from Boothill's mouth, making him jerk away from the ticklish feeling.
"Is something the matter, my dear?" Argenti asks as his confusion hides his worry for overstepping a boundary, soon quickly washing away as he notices the light blush of embarrassment on Boothill's face and the quiet response to the unanswered question.
"Are you perhaps ticklish, love?" Argenti had a faint sparkle of mischief in his eyes, a rare sight to see, but after witnessing Boothill's anger almost immediately disappear because of the ticklish kiss, he was willing to do it some more, just to hear his lover's beautiful song of laughter.
Argenti's grin widens as he pulls Boothill in a hug once more, beginning to pepper tickly kisses all over his darling's neck and jawline, making giggles ring out through the house and causing the angry tension that entered the home with Boothill to leave.
helo !! could I request ,,. D, L, & J for the alphabet game ? character being boothill, preferably lee :) its ok if not, & have a great day!!
[notes: wahhhhhh I love boothill so much he's so funny! I gotchu son of a nice lady ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊ tickle ask game here]
D: Death Spot | What is their most ticklish spot?
I like to think that he has sensors all over his body that allows him to feel ticklish so everywhere around his body has pretty much the same sensitivity, but I think his cheeks, ears, neck and face in generals his most ticklish spot since they're the most human part of him.
L: Laughter | What does their laughter sound like when they are tickled?
His laughter is so cackle-y and is very very loud. But if you manage to get him good, he will let out some rlly cute snorts (i don't care if he's a robot the genius society found a way to make him ticklish and laugh)
J: Joy | Their absolute favorite thing about tickling?
His favourite thing about being tickles is the fun from letting loose and laughing with close ones (he has a really really big soft side for the people he likes), back when he was human he used to always get into tickle fights with his family and pretty much his entire planet could hear them all laugh. These moments were probably some of his core memories when he was human, so whenever he tickles someone close to him his main priority is to make sure they're having fun and enjoying themselves :D
[tickle ask game: OPEN]
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