Finally doing a new one after so long lol (Updated in May/2025)
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Wait wait wait new K-pop demon hunters hc (spoilers below the cut)
Read a fic where Rumi's patterns change colour based on her mood. Imagine her going all pink when she's tickled, they'd tease her SO much and it only makes it worse.
And then ofc anytime she thinks about it she starts to go pink again and doesn't notice until she catches Mira and Zoey smirking at her and it's too late she's DOOMED
So… Rumi hadn’t ever fully enjoyed couch time. It was hard to do that when she was paranoid about a sleeve rolling up or her shoulder shifting just enough to-
It made relaxation tricky, was the thing. Things were different now. She was still a little on edge but she was okay to sit on the couch in a crop top and her bandmates were… fine?
Well, mostly fine.
“Uuuuh… Zoey? What are you doing?”
Zoey didn’t look up from tracing the pattern up Rumi’s arm with her fingertips. “Hmm?”
Mira snickered and poked her. “Hey!”
That got Zoey to look up, her expression turning somewhat sheepish. She stilled her hand but didn’t let go of Rumi’s wrist. “Oh, sorry, should I stop?”
Rumi raised an eyebrow. “No, it’s fine, just… what are you doing?”
Emboldened by the permission, she started to trace the zig-zagging patterns again. “Just looking.” She tilted her head and grinned. “They’re pretty.”
Rumi scoffed and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling. “You don’t have to say that. It’s okay.”
Zoey’s delicate fingers stilled, and silence took over for several long seconds. When Rumi looked back down, they were both staring at her. “What?”
Zoey pouted, steel in her eyes. “I said they’re pretty.” She said firmly.
Mira nudged her. “Sorry Rumi, I think you’re outvoted.”
Oh. Oh. Rumi wasn’t sure if she wanted to cry or smile. She blinked heavily to avoid the former. “Oh… thanks.” She said, her voice quiet and fragile.
“You’re welcome.” Zoey said, and Mira’s hand squeezed hers reassuringly. Zoey’s tracing resumed, somehow more affectionate than before. Criss-crossing up her arm, towards her shoulder, around the base of her neck… crap. That tickled.
Rumi twitched when Zoey kept going, trying not to give herself away. Not to smile or jump or squirm, but her touch was so delicate and soft and nice that she knew she had to do something.
“Zoey-” She stopped, feeling the giggles fizzing up in her stomach and knowing that one more word would let them out and give her away. Zoey, for her part, only hummed a quiet acknowledgement at her name, seemingly too transfixed by the shimmering patterns to notice their leader struggling to keep it together.
And Mira. Mira was smirking at her. Oh no. Rumi shook her head at her, biting her lip around a nervous smile. She knew how this was going to go now, there was only one way for it to go, and knowing that, the inevitability, had her feeling all the more giggly and squirmy.
Rumi closed her eyes, trying to focus, and the second she did a hand playfully squeezed her side, and she- she snorted.
All three of them froze. Rumi’s eyes shot open wide.
Mira was the first to react, breaking into laughter and covering her mouth with one hand. Rumi glared and slapped at her. “Shut up!” She tried to scold while smiling herself. “That was not fair!”
Zoey’s eyes locked onto that spot on Rumi’s side. The patterns there were glowing a pale pink. Hmm. “Aww, Rumi, are you ticklish?”
Rumi froze. “Uh…”
“Uh?” Mira repeated, grinning wolfishly.
She shrank back, her patterns glowing almost as brightly as her face. “I, um…” She mumbled something incomprehensible and tried to curl in on herself as the other two gained on her.
“Aww, what’s wrong?” Zoey cooed in fake concern.
Rumi whined, wishing for her hoodie to hide in. “You’re gonna…”
Mira chuckled. “We’re gonna what?”
Her knees curled up. “Tickle me!”
“Oh!” Zoey beamed. “Well, if you really want us to.”
Wait. “Wait! That’s not- AH!” She squealed when Zoey faked a grab at her and jolted away. Right into Mira, who grabbed one of her arms and pulled it up, long fingers darting across her vulnerable stomach, lighting her patterns up like a Christmas tree and making Rumi flail and shriek with giggles.
Zoey’s face lit up. “Oh my gosh, cuuuute!”
Despite her best efforts, Rumi snorted again, her free hand chasing Mira’s as it scampered up her side and ribs, darting under her arm and altogether driving her crazy. “Wait!” She tried to protest between laughing. “Waitwaitwaitwait!”
To her surprise, Mira did so, though her hand stayed where it was, resting against her side, fingers gently playing against her patterns and keeping her twitching. “Well?” Mira said smugly. “We’re waiting.”
The thing was, no one had tickled her since she was little. Rumi had sort of forgotten what it felt like. Forgotten… that it was fun. She was trapped between Zoey’s bright smile and Mira’s mischievous hands and…
She didn’t want to go anywhere.
So, after taking a moment, Rumi weakly pulled at her trapped arm and tried to turn enough to launch a counterattack against Mira. Which immediately failed when Mira’s manicured nails started scratching at her stomach, sending her into a fit of helpless, bubbly laughter.
Mira grinned. “Really?” She said teasingly. “You thought that’d work?” Rumi was laughing too hard to reply, and it was honestly adorable. Even if her free arm kept almost hitting Mira in the face.
Quick as lightning, Zoey caught her other arm and leaned in close, smiling widely. “Did you?” She said knowingly, a warm spark in her eye. “Did you think that’d work?”
Rumi yelped and shrank back. Then jumped away from Mira. Ugh, which way could she even go?
Zoey giggled and leaned in close to her ear. “You are so cute!” She cooed, relishing Rumi’s giddy laughter and wide smile. And… oh. She giggled again. “Aww, Mira, she’s blushing!”
“No!” Rumi squeaked, trying to turn her head enough that she could hide her face in the couch, but her bones had turned to jelly.
“Oh yes you are!” Zoey sang quietly into her ear, then raised an eyebrow. Rumi’s patterns were glowing pale pink all over, fluctuating in brightness, but right behind her ear was constantly bright. Her grin grew bigger, and she quickly took a deep breath, pressed her lips to the glowing spot, and blew the biggest raspberry she could.
Rumi jumped so hard that she almost threw them both off, her laughter turning into shrieking, frantically shaking her head to get her off. “ZOEY!”
Mira paused, taken aback. “Woah,” She chuckled, “What did you do?”
Zoey grinned, nuzzling into Rumi’s neck to keep her giggling. “Rumiii.” She sang delightedly.
“Nooooo!” She whined, trying to guard her neck with her shoulders and failing.
Mira chuckled, tracing one finger over the patterns on her abdomen. “You’re glowing, you know that?”
No. She was far too busy giggling like crazy to notice her dumb patterns and whatever they were doing.
Zoey’s nose snuffled into that spot behind her ear. “You go all pink when you’re tickly.” She giggled, heedless of the fact that Rumi was all but entirely melted by this point. “And your tickle spots go extra pink.”
Rumi kicked her legs weakly. “Stop saying it!”
“Oh, for real?” Mira said, paying closer attention to the patterns and quickly noticing the brighter glow to her lower back. On a hunch, she let go of Rumi’s arm and raked her nails up both sides.
Her smile went soft when Rumi squealed and flopped forwards right onto Zoey, her face smushed into her shoulder and her arms wrapping around her. Zoey returned the embrace, continuing to growl and nip playfully at her neck and ears.
Rumi hiccupped. “Tickles!” She managed to squeak. It was the only thought in her head anyway.
Mira snickered. “Wow, I hadn’t noticed.” She said sarcastically, wiggling her fingers in a wave over Rumi’s back and earning another hiccup. Her eyes met Zoey’s over her shoulder in a silent agreement. They’d take advantage of this as often as they could. If only to see that huge smile on Rumi’s face.
It wasn’t like she was trying to get away.
They both eased off when Rumi’s laughter went silent. Mira’s hands wrapped around her waist instead, squeezing tightly, and Zoey nestled her head into the crook of her neck, smiling at her. Rumi was really adorable like this. Giddy and giggly, she almost looked like she was floating.
Once Rumi had caught her breath, Zoey gently kissed her cheek. “We love you Rumi.” She said warmly. Mira hummed in agreement.
Rumi huffed out a residual laugh. She felt… warm. And loved. “Love you guys too.” She mumbled, smiling more than she could remember ever doing.
Mira chuckled. “Guess we know what to do the next time you try to interrupt couch time.” She said, tracing one finger teasingly up Rumi’s spine and making her arch. “Think twice before pushing up another single.”
“Okay!” She said with a squeak. “Okay, I promise, no interrupting couch time. Couch time is sacred.”
Zoey laughed wickedly. “On pain of tickles!” She said, wiggling her fingers in the air. They all laughed, Rumi’s patterns maintaining that pale pink glow.
Rumi sighed, sagging in their embrace. “You guys are the best.”
“We know.” Mira said with a grin. “So are you.”
She huffed a laugh. “If you say so.”
“We know so.” Zoey said, squeezing her tightly.
Heh. “Okay.” Rumi didn’t know what it was about those two, but something about being here with them in this moment made her believe them.
A/N: I finally watched Kpop Demon Hunters and while I was skeptical at first, I fell in love these three ladies from the start. I simply had to write for them. This takes place towards the end of the movie so if you haven't seen it yet, consider yourself warned for spoilers!
Summary: Rumi keeps isolating herself in her room after the events of the Idol Awards.
Warnings: Spoilers if you haven't watched it yet!
Word Count: 2925
Rumi found herself on her bed in her room, covered in a blanket as she stared out of the huge window. She had no idea how long she’d been sitting there for. Her mind was repeatedly going over everything that had happened in the past few days, and it made her lose track of time and space. The Idol Awards. The Saja Boys. Demon Mira and Zoey exposing her true nature to the world. Jinu tricking her. Jinu sacrificing himself to save her. Zoey and Mira coming back to her. Saving the world and restoring the Honmoon. So much had happened in so little time, and while they had managed to restore balance to the world, it felt like her own balance had been destroyed in a way. Everyone knew what she was. A demon. How long before they would turn on her. How long before–
“Rumi?” A voice asked, making her head snap up. Zoey and Mira stood in front of her bed, unable to hide the worried look on their faces. She hadn’t even heard them enter.
“Oh, hey there,” She said, forcing a smile that fooled nobody.
“You’re doing it again,” Mira pointed out as she sat down on the bed next to Rumi, making the other hunter look up at her.
“Doing what?” Rumi asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion at her. In all honesty, she wasn’t sure what Mira meant specifically.
“You’re covering yourself up again, and you’re isolating yourself in your room,” Zoey finished as she sat down too, gently tugging at the blanket that was wrapped around her shoulders. Oh.
“It’s nothing,” She muttered, yet it couldn’t be further from the truth. No matter how hard she’d tried to pretend she was fine after saving the world, something had fractured inside of her that day.
“Liar,” Mira said, yet there was no venom behind the accusation. Instead, it made Rumi laugh softly as she shook her head.
“Yeah no, that didn’t even convince me,” She sighed before resting her chin on her pulled up knees. Mira and Zoey shared a sad look.
“Do you want to talk about it? You don’t have to, but we’re here for you,” The black haired hunter said while gently placing her hand on Rumi’s leg. Did she want to talk about it?
“It’s just… I keep having nightmares. About everything that happened that day,” She started, chewing her lower lip as she looked at the two. It wasn’t a complete lie, but it also wasn’t the full truth. Not the actual thing that was hurting her. When they gave her an encouraging nod, she opened her mouth to continue yet no sound came out. What did she even want to say? Where to start? How could she possibly say this to them without making them feel bad? As if able to read her mind, Mira placed a hand on her arm.
“It’s okay,” She simply said while looking into Rumi's eyes, and somehow that was enough to break through the dam of emotions she’d been trying to hold back. Tears suddenly made her eyes sting, and she quickly wiped them away.
“I can’t help it but… every time I close my eyes I can still picture you both backstage, aiming your weapons at me with looks of disgust like I’m…” She said, her voice cracking at the end. Like I’m a monster, she thought. She tried not to wince at how both of her friends flinched at the words. She knew they felt very guilty towards her, which was the main reason she hadn’t brought it up earlier. But she couldn’t hold it back any longer.
“Rumi–,” Mira started, yet stopped as the leader of the Huntrix shook her head.
“I know I shouldn’t hold you accountable for it. I know you both merely reacted how you were trained to. I know better! But… to me, it just confirmed my worst thoughts, the thoughts I had been fighting for years. That I’m a monster. A mistake. That I’m untrustworthy, that I don’t deserve good things in life and that I should just be alone. That I don’t deserve to live,” Rumi continued, her voice nothing more than a whisper. When she felt two pairs of arms around her in an embrace, she was pulled out of her own thoughts with a soft gasp.
“You’re not a monster, Rumi! You never were!” Zoey said, making Rumi look up at her face. The younger hunter had tears in her eyes and she sounded desperate.
“She’s right, Rumi. I fucked up badly for pointing my spear at you. I should never have done it, I should have trusted you, and I’ll never forgive myself for making that mistake,” Mira said, sounding equally desperate. Rumi could only shake her head at them.
“No, you… you only did what you were taught. You were right not to trust me, I lied to you both for so long about what I am,” She muttered, grabbing Mira’s and Zoey’s hands.
“And you were only doing what you were taught. I’m pretty sure Celine made you keep quiet and hide it from us, because ‘our fears and faults must never be seen’ right?” Zoey asked carefully, making their leader blink.
“How did you–” Rumi asked, yet this time she was stopped by Mira gently placing her hand on her face, making her look into her eyes.
“Because we know you, we probably know you better than you do. We know that if you had the chance, you would have told us from the start. We… I was angry and caught off guard when I saw your marks, and most of all I was scared. But this is not an excuse for what I did, because those marks don’t make you evil. You’re good, you have a good heart and we know this because we’re your family,” She said, brushing her thumb over her cheek. Unable to hold back her tears any longer, Rumi simply let go and buried her face into Mira. They both held her tightly as she cried her heart out, and for the first time in what seemed forever their leader felt safe. Protected. Finally accepted for who she really was. After what felt like an eternity, Rumi finally pulled free from the hold as she sat up.
“Thank you. Both of you. You two may have just… fixed something inside of me that broke a long time ago,” She said, using the blanket to wipe her tears away. Mira and Zoey looked at each other, before leaning in to place a kiss on each of her cheeks.
“It’s the least we could do. We love you,” Zoey smiled while brushing a string of purple hair out of her face. Rumi couldn’t hide the massive blush appearing on her cheeks, so she opted to hide her face by yet again burying it into Mira’s shoulder, making the other two chuckle. The three of them sat like that, cuddled up and entangled with each other until they lost track of time. Their peaceful silence ended when Zoey lifted her head.
“Can I see them? Your marks?” She asked with about the kindest smile Rumi had ever seen. Her heart jumped.
“You want to see them? Aren’t you… scared or disgusted of them?” Rumi repeated carefully, looking from Zoey to Mira. They were still the proof of what she was.
“They’re part of you, and we love you. All of you,” Mira said, making Rumi’s eyes widen. She thought back of her conversation with Celine in front of the tree, when the Honmoon was about to be destroyed. How Celine had been terrified of her, so terrified she couldn’t even look at her.
Their mentor had been scared of her for who she was, even when she’d been just a child, and had forced her to keep everything a secret. So for Zoey and Mira to ask permission to see her marks, and tell her that they fully accepted her? Rumi closed her eyes and took a deep breath before slowly unwrapping the blanket from around her, revealing her crop top and the almost glowing patterns all over her body underneath. Her marks had changed after they had reformed the Honmoon, and she looked at them as if seeing them for the first time. They were no longer purple, but an almost opal color, shimmering under her skin.
“Why couldn’t you love me?!”
“I do!”
“All of me!”
“They’re beautiful,” Zoey immediately said, almost entranced by it as her hand hesitantly reached out, as if she considered touching them. After a second of her own consideration, Rumi brought her arm closer to her, giving the other hunter unspoken permission.
“That’s the first time ever someone said something positive about them,” She huffed, yet smiled. When Mira grabbed her other arm, the smile grew a little wider.
“It’s almost like you have diamond veins,” She said, her voice full of awe as she traced a single finger over one of the marks all the way up her arm. When Zoey traced a line on her side and stomach, Rumi let out a giggle and shifted away from their touches.
“Hey now, careful with those wandering hands,” She warned playfully, yet remained in the same position between them. She’d usually wear a sweater or at least several layers to cover up the purple lines all over her body, so she wasn’t used to being so exposed. And neither were Mira and Zoey, judging by the look on their faces.
“Oh?” Mira asked with a smile while sitting up straight, innocently wrapping her arm around Rumi’s shoulders.
“Now why would I need to be careful?” Zoey asked teasingly, laying herself across her leader’s legs to keep her stuck on the bed, playfully wiggling her fingers at her.
“Don’t start a fight you can’t finish, darling,” Rumi warned with a smirk, flexing her own nails at the younger hunter. She’d beaten Zoey countless times before.
“Oh but she will be able to finish this one,” Mira chimed in from beside her, sending a shiver down Rumi’s spine. She didn’t need to see her face to know there was an evil grin there. Before she could even think about rolling off of her bed, Zoey’s hands were already all over her and Mira was pinning her shoulders down.
“I don’t think you’re ready for the takedown~!” Zoey sang teasingly, her nails dancing up and down her bare sides. Rumi threw her head back and immediately burst into giggles.
“Zohohohoey! Get ohhohohoff!” She laughed while reaching for the invading hands. Mira’s hold unfortunately kept them just out of reach, and Zoey’s weight on her lap kept her pinned on the bed. This was mutiny.
“What’s the matter, too ticklish now that you suddenly don’t have seventeen layers of protection?” Mira teased, positioning her hands so she could wiggle a single finger into each underarm. Zoey grinned evilly and started drilling her thumbs into her hips.
“AAahahAHAaha! This is unfahahaAHAHAIR!” The oldest hunter cried out and crossed her arms over her chest, trying to shield herself from Mira. Her legs kicked so wildly she accidentally sent a pillow flying directly at Derpy, who was napping in her room. The Tiny Hat Bird flew away from his head just before it hit, and the giant blue tiger let out a purr as he slowly raised his head to look at them.
“Your tiger won’t save you, Rumi,” Zoey giggled, repositioning herself by sitting on top of Rumi’s hips. She shot her a wink before reaching her hands backwards, gently yet quickly squeezing the area right above her knees. If her legs had been kicking before, it was nothing compared to now.
“ZoeheEHEHEY NOHOHOHO!” Her laughter filled the room as she sunk deeper into her bed, feeling light and carefree. She finally could be herself after all those years, without having to constantly worry about anyone learning about her secret.
“Zoey yes! I think this is the perfect opportunity to discuss borrowing some of her off-limits clothes, don’t you think?” Mira suggested with an evil smile, grabbing Rumi’s wrists as she pulled them away from her body. Due to her weakened state from laughing so hard, the lead hunter was helpless to stop her as her arms got pinned over her head.
“Oh that’s a great idea! I’d say one sweater each, for a week or something! And I want dibs on the yellow jacket! That’s a good start, don’t you agree sweetheart?” Zoey said in that sweet, mischievous tone as she followed up on Mira’s plan. Both of her hands reached up and dealt the finishing blow, her nails rapidly dancing under Rumi’s unprotected arms.
“AAHhahahahA! Okay okahaHAHAY! STAHAHAP! You wihihihIHIN!” Her back arched as she used all her strength to bring her arms down, yet it was futile. All she could do was hope for their mercy. Thankfully for her, Zoey stopped her attack soon after.
“It’s a deal! And you better keep it, or else~” She giggled, wiggling her eyebrows mischievously at her. Rumi let out a playful groan.
“And then I’m the demon?” She teased, trying not to show how insecure she actually felt while making the joke. When both of them burst into laughter, she let out a relieved breath and a chuckle.
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty sure Zoey’s just the devil or something,” Mira smirked as she released Rumi from her hold, shuffling until she was laying on her side next to her.
“You’re one to talk!” The younger woman protested with a grin, laying herself down on top of the lead hunter. Rumi wrapped her arms around Zoey and looked between the two of them, smiling widely.
“You’re both idiots,” She giggled. Her idiots, she thought. When they kept staring at her, she raised an eyebrow at them. “What?” She asked curiously. Neither said a word and for a second it almost felt awkward, before Zoey finally made a move. Just not the one Rumi expected.
Zoey leaned in and cupped one of her cheeks, before kissing her on the lips. When she pulled away a few seconds later, there was a blush burning on her cheeks and a smile playing on her lips. Rumi was still trying to process what just had happened as her cheek got cupped a second time, this time by Mira who was staring at her with eyes full of love. She too leaned in to kiss her lips, and while Rumi had been more prepared the second time her heart still felt like it was about to explode. When Mira pulled away after a long kiss, Rumi was left speechless as she looked at the two of them.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time,” Zoey admitted sheepishly, giving her a loving smile.
“Me too. I wasn’t sure if I still could... after everything I did. I was scared I’d ruined my chance with you,” Mira said, reaching for Rumi’s hand. This was too good to be true, Rumi thought.
“You both love me?” She asked, her heart beating faster as she looked at the two women she’d loved for such a long time. She’d never allowed herself to admit it out loud, not until she was “fixed”.
“Of course we do,” Zoey said, intertwining her fingers with her own.
“No matter what,” Mira added, giving her another kiss on the side of her head. This time Rumi wasted no time and pulled the two of them on top of her, holding them tightly.
“Then I’m the luckiest person to exist,” She said, giving each of them a kiss on their forehead. Zoey and Mira then proceeded to place kisses all over her face, neck and shoulders until Rumi was a giggling mess beneath them.
“I’ve also been wanting to do that for a long time,” Zoey teased, giggling loudly as Rumi squeezed her side.
“So what do we do now?” Mira asked, laying on her side again as she leaned on her elbow.
“I think I have the perfect idea. How about we go to the bathhouse and then spend the rest of the day on our couch?” Rumi suggested with a smile. The two women gasped loudly.
“Oh my god finally! We finally get to take you to the bathhouse!” Mira exclaimed, clenching a fist as if she’d won the greatest victory.
“Yes! I’ll go pack the towels, meet you at the front door in five!” Zoey yelled as she quite literally bounced out the room.
“It’s really that special, huh?” Rumi chuckled as she stood up from the bed, looking at her wardrobe. What did you even wear to a bathhouse.
“You’ll see it when you get there. And for the record, you really are beautiful,” Mira said as she stepped in front of Rumi, cupping her chin to give her one final kiss. She couldn’t help but giggle at the flustered look on Rumi’s face. “And you’re super cute when you blush~”
“Alright, go get your stuff!” Rumi laughed as she pushed Mira out the door, who happily skipped to her own room to get her stuff. When she closed her door, Rumi placed her forehead against the wood with a wide smile. Growing up she had feared for her secret to be revealed, and most of all she’d feared to end up all alone in this world. Now she finally realized she had nothing to be afraid of, because she had nothing left to hide. And she’d never be alone again.
I don't post about politics here at all but if you're a conservative, a Trump supporter or anything of the sorts I don't want you here, nothing I post is for you
A/N: this gif was the inspiration, even if it turned out a little different. 🤭 Oh, and um, there are tickles included. Sorry not sorry. It’s their flirt language. ^^
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“What do you want?”, Wade looked down at his smokin’ girlfriend next to him. Ember jumped up and down a little, clapping her petite hands together. The snack corner at the newly opened movie theater was an amazing place to be. Her eyes widened, fascinated by the variety of all the sweets, salty snacks and beverages - all elemental cuisine favorites were presented. The only snacks she was familiar with were sugar pops, bbq stix and mallows. Plus kol-nuts, exclusively delivered by her dad’s old shop. Oh and she tried that cutesy pink drink on one of their dates once too, but, well, it vaporized. Wade always joked, she was too hot to handle these. Yet, he was the one who got all pink and cuter by drinking that. She chuckled, when that memory came up.
“So, fireball?”
“Ey, water guy. Watch it.”
„The movie’s not gonna wait“
„Don’t rush me. We have plenty of time.“
At the end? She went for mallows and kol-nuts. He had chosen ice-cubes with a syrupy core as well as his all-time fav, the pink lemonade. They took their seats. Ember snuggled into her cropped hoodie, it dimmed her flames and Wade could easily rest his cheek on her head. The lights went out, the ads and trailers started.
„Hey!“, Ember hissed, trying to get her kol-nuts out of Wade’s reach.
„Oh, come on. Just one!“, he whispered back and tried to grab for the snack box again.
„No! If you want one, get one yourself“, Ember whispered back and hid the snacks on her other side.
„Please?“
„No“
„Pretty pleeeeease?!“
„Noho“
„This is so not cool“
„Are you crying?“
„No“
„Yeah, you are…“
„Does it work? Does it soften your heart a bit?“, Wade sniffed.
„Noho, now shush, or we will be banned from the movie before it. even. started.“, she hissed and the edges of her began to turn purple.
„You mean panned.“, he added dryly. Ember giggled, his favorite sound. He smiled, when her flames changed back to her soft orange again.
Wade finished his syrup-filled ice cubes quickly, so he had his lemonade only, with more than an hour of the movie left. Ember had her eyes locked on the big screen, fascinated by the action movie they’ve chosen today. So, all captivated by it, she noticed his sizzling hand too late. He grasped one of her kol-nuts successfully, and let it sink into his lemonade: „Fizzy edition“, he added.
„Oh-ho, don’t you dare…“, his lovely firecracker hissed, when he tried to grab another one: „Get your hands off of them!“
„But sharing is caring?“
„Stealing is not.“
„True but“
„No-ho but.“
„Oh, come on…“, he whispered sweetly, close to her ear.
„No“
„I know you love me… I know you want to share…“, he whispered, moving his hand away from the snack box: „Actually, I know how to convince you“, his hand was closer to her waist now. Her eyes widened, but it was too late. Wade’s fingertips, sizzling a little, began to tease her waist. Unfortunately for her, her fashion choices made her sensitive spots very accessible.
„Pffthaha… Wadehehe“, she giggled, as quietly as possible in this special situation.
„Can I get another kol-nut?“
„No! Stohop it.“ The little firelady curled forward, hiding her flame and giggles. Meanwhile, Wade chuckled, caressing her sides with soft touches, walking up to poke her armpit next. Poor Ember pressed her hands onto her mouth, squeaking into her lap. An action scene with loads of explosions was her safe haven after an eternity. She gasped, giggled and grasped his thigh, squeezing it knowingly, close to his knee.
„Wohowho, hold ohon“, he chuckled. A win. He stopped teasing her.
„Truce?“
„Truce“, Ember whispered back, relieved. She had a big smile on her face, during the rest of the movie. Still, playful sneaky Wade tried to get a hand on her kol-nut box, every now and then. She answered those movements always with a threatening hand, hovering over his thigh. He’d retaliate, chuckling, feeling the tiny bubbles floating through his body, whenever she was too close for his own good.
could you do lee ragatha and ler pomni with day 8?
TickleTober Day 8 - Nuzzles
~AUUHAGA these two! I watched the new episode right before writing this. They're just so- FFFFFFFFAH! This was a pleasure to write, dear anon. I would say ship if you squint, but let's be honest: I was projecting so bad. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!~
Lee: Ragatha
Ler: Pomni
Summary: During an impromptu cuddle session, Pomni realizes how much she loves seeing Ragatha smile and laugh. When she accidentally makes an adorable discovery, the jester makes good use of that knowledge.
Warnings: spoilers for TADC! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!
She was going crazy; that was the only real explanation. There was no way on Earth it was actually happening.
And yet, there she was, Ragatha cuddled up next to her, her eyes shut peacefully. She could feel the simulated warmth of the doll against her; while she knew it wasn't truly real, it was still nice.
Pomni sighed as her mind wandered further, letting it roam—not much else to do when her mind was the only part of her that still vaguely belonged to her.
Despite everything the clown had done to her, Ragatha still stuck around. Sure, the excuse that Pomni was having an existential crisis could maybe hold up, but it didn't explain all of her behavior. It was kinda nice to have someone stick around, even if she really didn't deserve it.
The jester girl sighed as she started to run her hand through Ragatha’s woven locks, trying not to delve too far into the negative thoughts. It was healthy to confront and feel them, but she didn't want to start panicking again out of nowhere.
The gentle touch seemed to stir Ragatha from her half-asleep daze, looking groggily up at Pomni. Her one true eye half-opened as she rubbed at it.
“Pomni? You okay?” Dang. Barely two seconds of being aware, and she'd already noticed Pomni was feeling a little off. The woman had talent, to be sure.
“Uh…honestly, not really. You're amazing, you know that?” Pomni sighed, not wanting to lie to her. The compliment would hopefully soften the less-than-chipper answer; the jester still meant every word, though.
“I'm sorry. And…thank you, Pomni. That means a lot.”
That smile. Pomni had concluded that Ragatha's real smile could always cheer her up, no matter how she was feeling. She wouldn't be surprised if it was the cure to abstraction.
The jester couldn't get enough of it.
Before the redhead could notice her staring, Pomni hugged her closer and buried her face in the doll's soft neck. She really did feel just like a pillow, though more…alive.
The way Ragatha's breath hitched as he nuzzled in made her pause. Was she doing something wrong? Did it feel bad? Was she rethinking everything? F–
“S-sorry, that tickled. You're good.” Ragatha's soft head nudged Pomni’s, snapping her out of her disassociation. Oh…right. Not every semi-negative response was a complete rejection.
“Oh. Okay.” Jeez, she felt awkward. Ragatha's smile was still there, but it was less…bright. Less joyful. Pomni didn't like the change; she intended to fix it.
“You say sorry a lot, ya know. That can't be good for you.”
Ragatha felt the soft fabric of Pomni's hand brush her cheek, the woman's pale face nosing against her neck. It made Ragatha bite her cheek as she tried to stay quiet.
“I-I guess nohot, but ihit feels right.”
Pomni couldn't help but feel lighter when she heard the giggles slip through. They were so bubbly and carefree; she had to hear more.
“Just because it feels right, doesn't mean it is.” Pomni started deliberately blinking against Ragatha's plush skin, her small lashes gently tickling there.
“P-Pohomni!” Ragatha giggled and shook her head, gently kicking out one of her feet. She wasn't really trying to get away; the doll just couldn't sit still.
“What? I thought you wanted to cuddle, Ragatha.” Pomni spoke against her neck, making the ragdoll squeak and giggle like a schoolgirl. Ragatha had always known her neck was ticklish, but Pomni somehow seemed to make it ten times more sensitive by just existing.
“Y-yeheah, but- GYEE! Pohohomni!” Ragatha had tried to speak, but Pomni decided that was the perfect moment to nuzzle under her chin while gently tickling her stomach. “Youhu’re dohohoing thihis on puhuhurpose!”
“Doing what on purpose?” She hummed, knowing the vibrations would make it tickle more. The jester was honestly surprising herself; she usually wouldn’t have the confidence to do any sort of teasing. It was…really fun. “Did I say something funny?”
“Pohohomnihi!” Ragatha kept on saying her name, but nothing substantial ever really came after it. It was kinda cute.
“What? You keep saying my name; can you please finish your sentence?” She, of course, spoke against Ragatha’s neck the entire time, still gently tickling the doll’s belly. Pomni wasn’t sure how their digital bodies – especially a cloth doll’s – could be ticklish, but she wasn’t complaining.
“Wh-whyhy are youhuhu tihickling mehehe?” Ragatha wiggled and weakly batted at Pomni's hands and back, but she was mainly just giddily taking the tickles.
“Your laugh is nice, and being happy feels good. You're always making sure I'm okay; I wanna return the favor.”
Ragatha's plush heart nearly burst a seam at that. Pomni was so sweet; she'd have to convince Caine to have a soft adventure next.
“Th-thahat's reheheally sweheheet of youhu, Pohomni.”
“You deserve it. Now shush.” Feeling her cheeks heat up from the giggly appreciation, Pomni started to firmly knead Ragatha's sides; it would definitely keep her from making the jester's heart flutter.
“YEEEK! POHOHOMNI!” The adorable giggles quickly gave way to happy laughter as the doll's sides were targeted. Her squirming doubled, though she still made no real attempt to get away.
Pomni just rolled her eyes fondly as she continued to tickle the digital ragdoll to pieces. It was actually really fun, both to tickle her and hear her laugh. She could've continued for ages.
That is, if Jax hadn't chosen the most inopportune time to find them.
“Hey, freak out and ragdoll! Caine wants us to- uh…” He froze as he came across the scene, color glowing on his purple cheeks. What the *BOINK*?
Pomni immediately stopped when she heard his voice, not knowing how Ragatha would react to Jax seeing them.
“Wh-whahat was thahat, Jax?” Ragatha was tickle-drunk as she slowly sat up, hugging her sides with a tired smile. She didn't seem bugged in the slightest that Jax had walked in.
“I…tch, whatever. Caine wants everyone at the stage for another adventure. Hurry up.” With that, he walked off, his ear twitching slightly for some “unknown” reason.
“Ragatha, I… I'm sorry. I didn't hear him coming.” Pomni wrung her gloved hands, hoping she wouldn't be too mad. She looked calm enough, but that didn't mean anything.
“What? Pomni, you're fine! Jax had seen me laugh like that plenty of times — everyone has, really. No harm done.”
The gentle back rubs Pomni received after that immediately put her at ease. Ragatha seemed to have recovered quickly enough, and she couldn't sense any hidden anger or discontent.
“Oh…okay. Let's go, then.” Pomni started walking to the stage, but Ragatha grabbed her wrist. Before she could ask anything, the jester was swept up into a tight hug, her feet leaving the ground for a moment.
“Thank you, Pomni. Really. It feels good to laugh with someone trustworthy here.”
With that, Ragatha walked off, quickly catching up to Jax. His shouts were soon heard across the tent, squeaky and embarrassed-sounding.
Pomni's mind was racing. That hug felt…good. No, understatement: that hug felt wonderful. Ragatha's smile, her giggles, her laughter, the way she sounded afterwards…
The jester girl looked down, finding her face slightly reflected in the sparkling tile of the circus floor. Her usual pinwheel pupils were shaped differently, resembling…hearts.
Since I haven't felt like writing much, have a silly hc for Zooble bc they made me cry last episode
They cuss a lot when they're being tickled. You'll hear more of the censor noises than actual laughter if you tickle them. It doubles if the person tickling them is Jax, and he'd do it often just to be an asshole
Trying again cause Tumblr posted this early and made me rewrite the whole thing >:p
Luz Noceda
I believe she's a switch!
She got tickled a lot growing up, especially by her dad before he passed and her mom!
She's always enjoyed tickles as a fun way to bond with her loved ones
She starts like 90% of the tickle fights between her friends
... And can't win half of them
But she has fun!
She's such a teasy ler omg
Amity and King can attest
Amity especially, Luz loves making her gf blush
She absolutely can't handle what she dishes out though, both tickles and teases
Her friends all teamed up on her once and she died right then and there. Her second death 😔
But she's not opposed to getting tickled anyway, so yeah she had fun!!
Amity Blight
A lee-leaning switch
She got tickled by her siblings a lot growing up
So despite being more of a lee, she can fight back easily
She was very shy about liking tickles at first, but the more comfortable and confident she got, she also got more open about it to her friends and loved ones!
The blushiest lee ever omg
Can't handle teases. Any. Especially compliments (she loves those tho)
And tickle kisses from Luz!! She gets those often
While she prefers softer tickles, she won't run away if there's a tickle fight
In fact, she has a big chance of winning using her abominations!
She's a mean ler, girl can be merciless
She also loves teaming up with Willow since they became friends again! Those two are a deadly duel
Her favorite way to get tickled is cuddling with Luz and trading gentle tickles, she loves it soo much. She's a soft lee who loves her gf :3
Vee Noceda
Lee. The others are lucky she's a lee because she could and would win every tickle fight otherwise
She didn't know what tickles were before coming to the human realm
She learned about it at camp! (I've been putting off finishing a fic about this for about a year now lol)
And she got tickled a lot there by her Cabin 7 friends! Luckily, they never overdid it
Because tickling her too much messes with her shapeshifting
When Luz and the squad went to the human realm, she got pulled into tickle fights often with everyone
And actually won many of them!
Her laughter sounds kinda like Amethyst from SU, but softer (since they have the same VA but Vee's voice is softer lol)
Her shapeshifting is her best weapon in tickle fights, getting extra limbs or shapeshifting ticklish spots away, if she wants to win a tickle fight, she will
She gets tickled pretty often, she's an adorable lee!
Mainly by Camila and Luz, but also her friends from camp. Especially Masha! They love making her laugh and blush (haha gay)
She hates being restrained in any way while being tickled, especially by her wrists, so everyone makes sure to give her space when tickling her
Hunter Noceda Deamonne
Big switch
Also had no idea what tickles were!
He learned about it after Flap accidentally tickled him and explained what it was
He was such a shy lee at first
He still kinda is, but after many tickle fights he learned to fight back
He's the most agile in the group and the strongest alongside Willow, and now that he can teleport, so he has a pretty good chance in tickle fights
He is so teasy too! Pulling his inner Golden Guard when he's tickling his friends
(Willow loves it)
Speaking of Willow, she's his favorite ler
And he loves tickling her too, but she's such a good ler and so teasy to him!!
He barely fights back when she tickles him, he just melts and lets her have his fun, unless it's a full on tickle fight
He and Viney are the only ones in the Emerald Entrails who managed to win a tickle fight against Willow
He's also so blushy!! Just like Amity!!
Gus Porter
Switch!!
He had so many tickle fights with Willow when they were little!!
He loves using his illusions to trick and tease his friends while tickling them!
How are the others supposed on focus on getting him back when there's a bunch of illusions of him wiggling their fingers and teasing them?
But man they're merciless when they do get revenge on him
He's the type of lee who goes "waitwaitwait-" when he's about to get tickled and he's already giggling
Once they get him, he cannot fight back. He just curls up and tries to roll away. Which he never can so rip
And he always gets a little revenge, even if it's a few quick squeezes to the side
He refuses to let the other person have the last laugh!
He has, many times, used illusions to pass as someone else and tickle another person, and have them get revenge on whoever he disguised as
It's very funny until both people realize it was him and get revenge
Willow Park
Switch!!
She 100% uses plant magic to tickle others
Which others will argue is cheating but she strongly disagrees (not really, she just doesn't mind cheating in this case)
The cutest giggles when she's tickled
And she Cannot stay still, even if she tries
She doesn't tend to fight back when she's tickled
But in a tickle fight she does not hold back!
Everyone fears her (they don't really, it's fun trying to take her down)
Like I said on Amity's part, those two love teaming up!
Abomination and plant magic are already good separate, together theyre unstoppable
She's a bit competitive when it comes to tickle fights too, but it's all in good fun at the end!
Viney
Total ler
She doesn't mind being tickled, but she's usually the one doing the tickling
She and Hunter are the only ones in the Emerald Entrails able to defeat Willow in a tickle fight
(Willow did get them both for that but still, a win is a win!)
Healing magic can be tickly sometimes, so it's a good way to distract whoever she's helping from the pain!
She's very teasy too! She'll have the others giggling more from her teases than the actual tickles
She's very hard to get revenge on, she's not very ticklish
But if you know her spots, you can get her good!
So pretty much only her friends can do so
Skara
Biiiig lee. Well, lee-leaning switch, but way more of a lee
Skara 🤝 "mean" rich girls who are also lees 🤝 Amity
Not very shy about liking tickles! She's pretty open about it to her friends
She won't ask for tickles tho. That's boring. She'll annoy whoever she wants until they tickle her
Stealing their stuff, poking them, tickling them first, you name it. Until they're done with it and just tickle her as revenge. It works most often than not cause her friends know what she's trying to do
"Make me" and "What are you gonna do about it?" and any other variants are usually her last words before Death
She has such a pretty laugh! It's very soft an melodic. Fitting for a bard witch
And she's air ticklish, she'll start giggling if you wiggle your fingers near her lol. Illusions are a nightmare to her for this reason
But despite all that don't be fooled. She can be a mean ler
She knows how to use bard magic to make others feel ticklish sensations. Her friends know to run or cover their ears when they hear certain tunes coming from her lyre or flute
She can also make similar spells whistling, but they're stronger on the magic instruments
Matt Tholomule
I'd say he's a lee!
He will die before admitting he's ticklish
He denies being ticklish while laughing his head off. Gus finds it pretty funny
He tries using illusions to help him get away from whoever's about to tickle him, but he can't concentrate properly!
Steve tickles him a lot when they see each other. It's his job as a big brother!
Very pouty after getting tickled, but just wiggle your fingers at him and he'll quit the grumpy act
Gus loves tickling him whenever he can cause he can tell Matt loves it <3
And Matt doesn't protest that much cause Gus isn't genuinely mean about it so he likes it :]
He does get Gus back tho, it's all part of the fun
Boscha
Evil ler. She's scary
Very few people have tickled her and lived to tell the story, those people being her friends
Deep deep deeeeeep down she likes it as a way to bond with her friends, but shh nobody can know
Only person who knows is Skara since they've been friends for longer, but she never told anyone so Boscha doesn't mind her knowing
She's a mean ler and she refuses to lose if she gets caught up in a tickle fight
She's way more ticklish than she cares to admit
She's got a reputation! She can't let people know she's ticklish (but even if they did. No one would dare to tickle her aside from her friends lol)
If I had a nickel everytime Tumblr posted something I was in the middle of writing instead of saving to drafts I'd have 2 nickels which isn't a lot but it's annoying af that it happened twice
Funniest part about writing hc lists to me is trying to not look too biased bc yeah I love all these characters but it's a little on the nose who I like writing the most when their part of the list is like 3x bigger than another character's
