24 years alive christian. I love Marvel/stranger things/supernatural. She/her are my pronouns and anyone is welcome to my page! Switch-leaning lee. MASTERLIST: https://at.tumblr.com/serenityiskey/masterlist/36kd9a811v8u
NA: Hey guys! I know it’s been a LONG time but I’ve been into Fourth Wing (The Empyrean Series) and noticed that there’s no tickle fics yet. Well, I can’t have that. So here’s my initial call to action! DO NOT READ FURTHER IF YOU WORRY ABOUT SPOILERS! I did all i could to not add any but there’s so much to unpack. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR THE SERIES//
NA: ALSO, THIS IS AN SFW TICKLE FIC. DONT READ IF YOU DONT LIKE.
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Violet grunts as she lands on the sparring mat for the hundredth time that afternoon. “I’m going as fast as I can! I don’t know what you mean by changing my movements” Violet groaned as she propped on her elbows. Xaden shrugged casually with a smirk on his face “oh come on, where’s the violence, violence?” He rolled his shoulders as he looked as if he had better things to do. Violet got back on her feet and she breathed out before looking at him “alright, again.” Xaden immediately started to move with Violet following suit.
Violet then takes the first swing making Xaden duck under her fist and kneeing her side. Violet grunts and she tries to kick at his hip before Xaden grabs her foot. His nails digging into her sole by accident. Violet gasps and she freezes almost immediately. Xaden notices the change in violet’s focus and he looks down. “Oh come on, violence, don’t tell me….” Xaden smirks maliciously as he looked at her. “It’s nothing! I just lost my balance” she shook her head hoping the wing leader would buy her attempt at a distraction. “Alright, if you say so” he shrugged and he kicked Violet’s other leg out from under her sending her body plummeting to the mat.
“I think I know how to motivate you, violence” Xaden purred as he trapped violet’s feet between his thighs. Violet widened her eyes and she immediately tried sitting up to grab at Xaden “Xaden, I swear to the gods I will….WAIT!” She shrieked as Xaden started to hold her left toes and scratch lightly on the ball of her foot. “Oh I know you’ll wait, violence, you are going to endure this training and not tap out for…..” he looked at the clock on the wall “thirty minutes.”
Violet shrieked and she giggled loudly as she lied back down on the mat and she tried to crawl backwards “Xahahahahaaden! Stohohohohop!” She giggled and she continued to try to pull away with no success. “Come on, violence, it’s life or death at this point. I’d sure hate for Imogen to find out about this weakness of yours.” He sighed in mock sympathy as he went for her arches causing Violet to burst in full on laughter.
“NOHOHOHO OHOHOHOHONE STOHOHOHOP!….IHIHIHIHIHIHIS..EHEHEHHHAHAHHAHA….GOHOHOHOHOING T-TO….OH FUCK!….TIHIIHIHIHHICKLE MEHEHEHEEHEHHE!” She laughed and she gasped for air as she managed to yank one foot free. The foot that Xaden wasn’t paying attention towards.
Xaden noticed and he smirked as he arm locked violet’s ankle. “And where do you think you’re going?” He asked as he bent back her toes. “Xaden……Don’t” Violet widened her eyes as she snapped her head to look at him “you’ve made your point, now let me up.” Xaden raised a brow and he sighed “you still didn’t escape my grasp, violence, and we still have…” he looks at the clock again “ fifteen minutes left. So, it’s fair game” he immediately scribbled under the Sorrengail’s toes and violent cackled and actually snorted as she face planted back on the mat. Her body having turned as her attempt for an escape.
“XAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHA NOHOHHOHOHHOOHOHOHOOHO! PLEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” She screamed and laughed as tears came down her face. A cherry hue amongst her skin. Xaden chuckled as he gave one of his rare smiles. “Is this Violent Sorrengail squealing like a piglet? Oh Violence, you better hurry before I extend this sparring for an extra twenty minutes.”
Violet widened her eyes and she yanked as hard as she could before catching her balance and pinning the wing leader to the ground. Xaden landed on the mad with a thud and he started laughing. “Oh if this is what it takes to help you win sparring matches, Imogen will definitely be learning about this.” Violet blushed and she rolled her eyes before getting off of him “fuck off, you sadistic asshole.” “Don’t get all violent, violence, everyone has their motivations and you’re just happens to be…well….adorable” he smirked making Violet smack the back of his head. Xaden hissed out in pain before standing up “alright, alright you made your point. Now go shower up we are finished for tonight. Oh, and violence….” He called out making Violet turn around and look at him. “I’ve never seen a person’s face turn a delicate shade of violet so fast before. Do remember to breathe when sparring”
Kissing every mentally ill Christian on the cheek very tenderly right now. God made you perfectly, in His image. But this is a broken world, and it's not your fault. You are not your illness; God certainly doesn't see you that way. Do you have any idea how much He loves you? Through the psychotic episodes, the chasmic depressions, the tempestuous mania, debilitating anxiety, terrifying hallucinations, anything and everything you might suffer from...
You are still beautiful to Him. And to me, too. God loves you, and so do I.
people tell me i could just choose not to be Christian. that it would save me a lot of struggle. unfortunately, i am hooked on Jesus. irrevocably, incurably, permanently attached to Christ. there's no stopping it - I'm in love with a man who is God
“Hold on, I can explain…” With lee!Pavitr and Ler!Miguel
"Anyone who's messed with a yoyo can walk the dog. I'm 'fraid it ain't impressive, Pav."
"It's not a yoyo! It's a bangle!"
"He has a point though, Pav. You're doing kiddie tricks."
"Kiddie tricks?!"
Miles couldn't help but grin at Hobie and Gwen teasing Pavitr. It was cute how little he was used to criticism, easily wound up by it. Pavitr was quick to wield both his bangles, not hesitating to start doing tricks.
Granted, he was doing really good. He even threw in flips, spins, really showing off. Any prior teasing was quick to turn to shouts or encouragement. Who can help it, it was Pavitr! He does it so effortlessly.
Unfortunately, there was indeed effort going into it. As a result, mistakes can happen. Especially because Pavitr had been doing some more experimental tricks to look all the more impressive. Forgetting just one step, his bangles, which were on a line of web that he had momentarily let go of to perform this one elaborate trick, slipped right through his hands.
All four spiderlings watched as they sailed past Pavitr's outstretched hand. As they sailed further, all four rushed to the edge of the ledge to watch as they fell down into the lower levels of the lobby.
"Uh oh! Good thing everyone has spider sense, right?"
"Oh no-"
"Pav-!"
"You've doomed yourself, mate."
Before they could even point their web shooters at them as they sailed straight towards an unfortunate target, they struck.
_THUNK, BANG!_
Miles, Gwen and Hobie immediately moved away from the ledge as Miguel was hit. It was a perfect hit, too, both bangles landing square on the head. Pavitr stared. Miguel, after rubbing the contact zone, picked up the bangles. He looked up, the eyes of his mask becoming a thin squint line as he stared Pavitr down.
"Oh. You don't think he's mad, right guys? Uh... Guys...?"
Pavitr looked to the side, seeing not a single one of them beside them. Ah. He looked back at Miguel, a deep chill running through his spine when he saw he was gone. Ah! He looked back at his friends, who had all crowded up together far away from the ledge. Ah... Hm.
"... Guys?"
"Hey, buddy. Guess what. Miguel wants to see you in his office. Found a little something of yours."
Pavitr looked down at his watch as Lyla appeared. Every single one of his friends started gesturing at Pavitr to not do what she said. Lyla looked at her nails nonchalantly, an amused smile on her face.
"Nice aim, by the way."
"I really don't think that's seeing Miguel right after that happened is an entirely good idea-"
"He's gonna throw a bin at ya, mate. He prepared to flip to avoid it."
"Please please please DON'T go you're the last person who deserves Miguel's anger, or let us come with you we'll defend you! It was technically our fault we egged you on!"
Pavitr looked between Lyla and his friends. They all seemed very against Pavitr visiting Miguel, but he didn't want to lose his bangles... Hm. Hmm. He looked at Lyla, tilting his head.
"Is he actually... Mad?"
"Nah. Caught him grinning when he pulled off his mask. I think he found it funny."
"Oh! In that case, I'll just go explain it was an accident, get my bangles back and come right back!"
"NO!" "PAVITR!" "YOU'LL DIE!"
"You guys are so dramatic! He's the leader of the Spider Society, he's not going to be mad over something so small. Great anger is more destructive than the sword! Surely he has a cooler temper than you think, or this place would be in shambles~"
Before the others could stop him, Pavitr jumped off the ledge to swing off. They all ran to it, but none pursued. Hobie crouched down, covering has face as he pressed a hand to the ledge.
"It was nice knowing ya, mate... You'll be missed. You'll be so missed..."
"He was a good man..."
Hobie let out a low whine as Gwen and Miles wrapped their arms around him. They'll all be mourning Pavitr.
Meanwhile, Pavitr had a blast sailing through the air on the way to Miguel's office. The closed hallways were a fun new challenge to maneuver through compared to the spacious airs of Mumbattan, paired with the fairly crowded buildings that made finding points to hit with his shooters fairly easy breezy.
He strolled right into the office, looking around with interest at the very dark and brooding place. He hadn't been here before. It was cool in a foreboding type of way. Quiet and but a bit concerning. The slow moving platform was a choice. It definitely got your attention, but also...
Awkwaaaaard.
"Pavitr Prabhakar."
He gets points for perfect pronunciation straight off the bat. Pavitr has heard the butchered, confused repetitive corrections thing far too many time to not notice when it's done right. Did the way Miguel say his name make him bounce with nerves? A bit. But everyone probably felt nervous around Miguel, he was an intimidating guy! That was his thing. He didn't sound angry, at least! That's good!
"I tire of your little group doing petty things to set me off. I'm disappointed to know you've joined them in this immaturity."
Oh god no that's so much worse. Pavitr stepped forward, quick to try to fix this.
"Hold on, I can explain...! It was an accident, I didn't mean to drop-"
Miguel turned, and Pavitr's spider sense immediately went off. He jumped back just as Miguel's red webbing shot out, hitting the spot Pavitr had previously stood.
"You would really have me believe that you hitting me perfectly square in the head, twice, was an accident? Pavitr. There's no talking your way out of this."
Miguel pulled the webbing back, now shooting two at him. Pavitr yelped as he leapt up and dodged the first, but the second got him. Miguel had anticipated his moves. He was pulled towards Miguel by the ankle, easily caught.
"I have to set an example, to make clear these actions will have consequences. Fortunately... You are the perfect messenger."
Pavitr grabbed onto Miguel's wrist as he was gripped. It wasn't tight or painful, but the firm grip on his own arm would not be easy to escape. Pavitr hardly thought he could get away with prying Miguel's fingers away anyway.
"I'm sorry! I swear I didn't mean to hit you! I was just showing off, and- HAH?!"
"Mhm, I'm not a fan of showoffs."
Pavitr tensed and yelped as he felt claws running up his side. It tickled! Like a lot! It was as bad as when Hobie was pretending to play guitar on Pavitr and used his guitar pick, which was really tickly because of the point, only Miguel has FIVE guitar picks and they're even sharper! He squirmed, legs kicking in the air as Pavitr burst into squeaky laughter.
"You're the type to tell your friends everything, aren't you? I'm sure you'll reliably tell them how ruthless I am, then. And how if any of the enact on their infuriating desire to rile me up, I will act accordingly."
Miguel's talons grazed across Pavitr's stomach, making his squeal and buck. They latches onto his other side as he pulled his trapped arm up, exposing it. Pavitr shook his head frantically, pulling at Miguel's wrist.
"Nohohoo-! That's so bahahahahad!!"
"Sometimes bad actions get good result. I can't take out my frustration through violent means, can I? But I'm not the type to sit back and allow others to treat me how they please. I demand respect, and if you spiderlings aren't willing to give me that... Fear will do well enough."
Pavitr squealed as the hand moved back to his stomach. No, Miguel saw how much he had reacted! His kicking got more frantic, Pavitr's laughter bouncing around the room as it raised in volume.
"I RESPEHEHECT YOU!!"
"Not enough, obviously."
Ruthless was the perfect word to use. Relentless too. Miguel has the perfect tactic, flexing and unflexing his claws at a consistent, snappy speed as he dragged his hand around Pavitr's stomach. It circled his bellybutton, starting at the outskirts and slowly closing in. In a desperate bid to get Miguel off of his stomach, he planted both feet against his chest and pushed, hard.
It... Sort of worked. Pavitr managed to push himself away from Miguel's hand, even if he was still caught by the wrist. Miguel squinted at Pavitr as he giggled, both from residual tingling and nerves.
"I don't recall dismissing you."
Miguel let go of Pavitr's wrist. He yelped as he fell, but thankfully didn't make contact with the ground below. Unfortunately... That was because Miguel had grabbed onto his ankle.
Pavitr struggled to look up at Miguel, now dangling upsidedown. A mere poke to the ball of his foot had him squeaking and flailing, babbling out pleas.
"Nonono not there, please not there! I won't ever do anything wrong again, I'll always be on my best behaviour!"
"Oh. You sound scared. What are you so fearful of, Pavitr?"
The slight taunting tone was not lost on Pav. He kicked his other foot, whining when Miguel used his webbing to lock them together. He looked down at him, claws poised just above his feet. Pavitr clasped his hands together.
"I'll tell the others to never mess with you again! I'll BEG them!"
"Oh, no, I want them facing consequences too. Don't scare them too bad. They each deserve a piece of this, really, it's been a long time coming."
"What? AHA-!"
Pavitr bucked and squealed as Miguel dragged a single talon along the ball of his feet in one slow swipe.
"What better way to teach someone not to do something than reveal exactly how you'd retaliate? Like I said, you're the perfect messenger. You whine just a little about how mean I was, they'll be out to get me. Giving me opportunity to strike back. But don't go into detail, Pavitr... Let me surprise them, at the very least."
Pavitr tried to respond only to instead squeal again as two claws scratched just under his toes.
"Perhaps that's immature of me. Petty. I don't care. It'll work well enough, I'm sure, and get me some peace and quiet."
This guy was really good at playing villain. He even had a pretty diabolical sounding monologue! Pavitr could only half hear it with how much he was laughing.
A third finger was adding into the scratching and he let out a wail, waving a hand at Miguel. Miguel looked down at him, about to pause. He seemed pretty reactive to this spot, it must be extra sensitive. That was at least until he got a web to the face.
"HEY-!"
Miguel made the mistake of letting go of his webbing. Pavitr was quick to whip his legs around, pulling out of it and leaping away from Miguel. He stumbled a little as he started running for the door. Miguel's tone when he yelled out did not put much faith in Pavitr that he wasn't going to get something for that stunt.
His spider sense went off. He dodged, only to see his bangles shooting past. He quickly shot a web at them, pulling them towards him to clumsily catch them as he kept running for the door.
A precautionary glance behind him let him know that Miguel, while staring him down, was not pursuing him. Right. He was a messenger now. He rushed out of the office, already deadset on going straight to his friends to warn them of Miguel's plans. And also whine about how mean he was. And not because Miguel wants him to! It's to warn them! It's so they knew exactly what they were dealing with! And also let them know he's still alive because they had seemed very mourning-y when he left.
Needless to say, they were all happy to see him. They practically rushed him in a group hug, squishing him before he could explain. Once he did, they were shocked by his rambling explanation of what happened, as well as Miguel's plans. Opinions were divided, Gwen wanting to lay low, Hobie wanting to immediately seek revenge for Miguel's dastardly deeds, Miles being on the fence due to being both hesitant but also wanting to act.
It seems plans will need to be made another day. For now... Pavitr was just glad he could relax with his friends again. And that he was also technically right! He explained the situation, got his bangles back and came back just like he said he would. He'll be sure to point that out if any of them dare tease him for what happened. Though... When it came to his own opinion, he had to side with Hobie. There was something pretty damn fun about how Miguel had dealt with his slip up.
Honestly, Pavitr didn't get how the guy thought it would deter any of them. He could only see it as encouraging!
What is up, everybody! I apologize for my lack of activity here but I just have not felt any motivation to write anything considering I’m currently doing undergraduate research and I’m graduating college this December (finally!!) I’m currently trying to get back into the mood of everything so thank you all for your patience and you should be seeing works from me soon!
Reading sucks. You don’t even read most of the time because your eyes just glance over the page with no processing. I can’t tell you how many times I read the same paragraph over and over 😡
"Alright, boys, time for bed" Wanda smiled softly as she leaned against the doorframe of the living room. "aww but mom" the twins whined and so did Vision as he was playing a video game with his sons. "No buts, its a school night and you need your rest." she walked into the room and sat on the couch with her hands folded into her lap. "Your mother is right, boys, now off to bed with you both." Vision sighed as he turned off the system and the television. "We aren't even that tired, mom, please" Billy and Tommy begged as they dramatically crawled on their knees towards Wanda causing her to laugh warmly.
"Alright, but don't say I didn't try to protect you from the monster" Wanda shrugged as she got up and slowly started to walk out of the room. The twins looked at each other with wide eyes and then at Vision "m-monster?". "Oh yes, there's a monster that comes out at night when little ones like yourselves refuse to go to bed." Vision looked at the boys with a very theatrical look and the boys gulped in response. "W-what kind of monster?" Tommy asked as he hid behind Billy. "The call it...." Vision was about to answer until Wanda used her powers to tickle the twins "THE SOKOVIAN TICKLE MONSTER!" Wanda playfully growled and she giggled as she knelt beside Billy and spidered her long nails against his tummy.
"MOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOM! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!" Billy laughed loudly as he tried to push away her hands causing her to giggle with him. "Mom? who is this mom you speak of, human? I am not a mom! I am a Tickle Monster!" she spidered his ribs causing Billy to shriek with giggles.
"What your mother didn't tell you is that there's also a Daddy tickle monster as well" Vision chuckled as he got beside Tommy and tickled his feet. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!" tommy cackled and he tried to sit up only to lie back down giggling maniacally. "How adorable, your mother is ticklish here too" he chuckled, and Wanda sent him a playful glare.
Billy snorted through his giggles as Wanda rapidly squeezed his knees. "NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" he cackled loudly and held onto Wanda causing her to laugh with him and stop tickling him. "Alright boys, it really is time for bed" she kissed both of the boys' heads and she let them up "We love you both so much and sweet dreams" Vision hugged the twins and kissed their heads before sending them up to bed. Wanda giggled lovingly as she watched the boys say goodnight and head to bed before going over to vision and hugging him tightly "This is perfect, Vis, just like we always wanted". "It is, my love, I always enjoy spending time with you and the boys" Vision smiled down at her and kissed her lovingly before playfully scribbling her sides causing her to laugh heartedly. "Alright, Mr. Tickle monster, it's time for us to go to bed too" she smiled and playfully tickled his tummy before turning the houselights off.
A/N: This fanfic was not planned at all! it just all of a sudden just happened so I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. If there is any suggestions as to how I can improve my writing skills then feel free to tell me!))
Honestly anything byler related. I do not see nearly enough byler content for tickling and it drives me up the wall because they're too cute.
Maybe established byler where Will and Mike are both a little tipsy after a party, and are now goofing around while cuddling on a sofa in Mike's basement?
Since these two loves are minors in the show, I wont include alcohol but I think I can do it
Y’all throw some type of plot at me. I wanna write stuff but I have no muse or idea of what to write.it doesn’t even have to be tickle related 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
A/N: hey guys! This is my second attempt at a serious fanfic but this time it was with moonknight. Any ideas or even other prompts for fanfics will be greatly appreciated. I’ll try to write more tickle fics in the future, I just don’t have any inspiration as of now.))
Steven’s POV:
“Hey mum, I finally went on that date I was talking about. It didn’t go well…” I sighed as I walked down the cobblestone streets with the box of chocolates in hand. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me or even if there’s something wrong with me. It’s like I do something one moment and then I’m some where else the next. Call me when you get the chance, laters gators” I hung up and sighed as I tossed the roses in the bin and opened the door to my apartment building. I’m convinced that I didn’t stand that woman up or even plan the date! What does it matter? Its not like I’m going to find a partner anyhow. I saunter over to Gus’s fish tank and i stare at him for a moment before feeding him for the night. “Oh to be a fish in a tank, Gus, you probably have no worries other than me feeding you every day. Lucky bugger” I chuckle humorlessly and close the lid to his tank before changing into night clothes.I finally lie down on my bed after setting up my usual routine and I turn my usual podcast on and start to drift off to sleep.
Your POV:
I sigh as I push my front door behind me and put my grocery bags on the dining table to rest my arms. “Ugh, I need to change out of these scrubs” I mutter to myself as I walk to my bedroom and I pull out a t-shirt with a gold jackal head on it with some sweatpants. Today’s shift at the vet clinic was certainly an exciting one considering I delivered a litter of eight puppies and assisted with a spaying of a calico cat. Regardless of what I do at work, I always come home smelling like a zoo. Before I start to undress, my phone screen lights up with yet another voice mail from the same number. “What could you possibly have to say tonight, mystery man?” I mutter as I listen to the message and I sigh as I think of what to do “poor guy probably doesn’t get any response if he keeps calling every night.” I open up the messaging app and I start to type a formal yet still casual response.
You: hey there! I’ve been receiving your voice mails for quite some time now. Im sorry that I’m not your mother but I would still like to get to know you! You seem like an interesting person to talk with😊.
I close my phone and I sigh as I shake my head in disbelief. This is crazy, who would even think of doing this to a stranger? Probably scared the poor guy and embarrassed him. I take off my scrub pants and start to walk to the bathroom to start my shower. Who could this man possibly be? He sounds really nice given how he talks to his mother and maybe a bit of a smart one too. I groan softly as the warm water hits the spots on my back and I start to wet my hair to wash away the day’s labor. I’ll have to keep interacting with this stranger, maybe something can bloom from this. Then again, I could just be having my head in the clouds.
