#lee!childe

[mynameisrenxx]

found this on pinterest, thought it was really cute!

[lovelynim]

I get wet at the thought of you

Genshin Impact - Zhongli x Childe

A/N: "Omg?? Why are you writing genshin in 2026??" because it's @ticklystuff birthday and friend only likes his goverment assigned yaoi. HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRIEND!!! I know you already know you're today's main character, but keep being amazing and special

I hope I didn't butcher your faves beyond recognition with how ooc they might be, but bear with me because they are almost a decade old and there is no new content of them besides this fic

Summary: Zhongli finds a way to "contain" Childe's horny battle-hungry thoughts

Word count: 1964 words

[Also on Ao3]

"Ajax," Zhongli hummed, his voice calm and barely louder than a whisper. He looked up from his book and tilted his head to the side to meet Tartaglia's gaze. "I know this is not my first time questioning you, but are you sure there isn't something bothering you?"

"Absolutely, xiangsheng," Tartaglia answered a little too fast, almost as if he wanted to conceal the nervousness or uneasiness that stirred up inside his chest. "Quit being such a worrywart, will you?" He faked a giggle, but Zhongli didn't really seem to buy it.

He was getting worse at disguising it, Tartaglia thought with a quiet sigh. The poet's voice in the background was far from enough to distract him and the now-lukewarm food was starting to get cold. He needed to focus, to think of something else or he would mess it up sooner or later.

But he couldn't.

Not when Zhongli was… provoking him like that.

Tartaglia bit down at his gloved thumb and narrowed his eyes, almost hypnotized. He stared at Zhongli's hands, the way he handled the cup of tea, the chopsticks, and how his fingers drummed on top of the table along. Tartaglia stared at the way Zhongli's shoulders barely moved with each action, keeping his figure perfect at all times. He stared at the way Zhongli's chest rose with each breath and how perfect the lines of his jaw were. How Zhongli's lips curled into a soft, gentle smile while his eyes gleamed with entertainment at the poet's play. He stared at Zhongli, getting more and more helpless with each little thing he spotted.

Damn it.

He thought he had enough the day before, that their reunion was a fantastic time and plentiful to fulfill every single dream, wish and desire he had while he and Zhongli were apart.

But it wasn't. If anything, he was just craving the old man even more now.

It had been like this since the first time they fought against each other. Tartaglia could never forget the thrill he felt, how heavy each of Zhongli's blows were and how much it hurt him afterwards. Thinking back at it, it did make him look like a maniac or even a freak, but he didn't care. That was what made Zhongli light up the first spark inside Tartaglia's eyes — a pure, yet twisted romance.

The problem, however, was that the closer he got to Zhongli, the less… rough Zhongli got with him. It always felt like Zhongli was holding himself back or being too nice to him. Tartaglia was frustrated, to the point he thought of breaking up with him once. He needed that feeling again, that rush of adrenaline that only someone as strong as Zhongli could provide—

"Ajax!" Zhongli called and forced Tartaglia back into his senses. The ginger blinked, confused, and felt the soft napkin against his chin. "You were drooling," Zhongli sighed and sat back in his seat, "and I assume you didn't listen to what I was saying."

"I— ahm, I'm sorry, xiangsheng," Tartaglia lowered his head and wiped off the corner of his mouth, his cheeks faintly warm now. He clenched his fingers around the napkin and looked up at his concerned partner with a sheepish smile. "Could you repeat? Please?"

"Very well," Zhongli shook his head, but spared the other man from the scolding. Tartaglia thanked that, aware that he wouldn't be able to explain himself behaving like this. "I asked if you planned anything else for later. We've visited nearly every corner of Liyue since your arrival at this point."

"'Planned'?" Tartaglia repeated quietly. There were some things, indeed. A walk by the harbor, a few stores he would like to visit and places he wanted to take Zhongli too — even if they had already visited them a thousand times before. However, there was something else at Tartaglia's mind, something more urgent.

He couldn't waste the chance that was being presented to himself.

After a brief second, Tartaglia smiled and pushed himself back into his seat, nodding. Screw the rest of his plans for the afternoon, Tartaglia thought, he knew where he had to take Zhongli to.

"Yes, I did. But I need to let you know I got a little selfish this time… as a little treat for being such a good date these past days," he winked.

Zhongli chuckled at the charm, seemingly more at ease that Tartaglia started acting like himself again. "It's only fair I show some retribution. I've been nothing but a terrible host so far, after all."

"That's not true ~ I came all the way here to see you, after all."

"But you are the one planning all of our encounters and seem to know the city better than I ever could. It's a truly impressive feat, Ajax," Zhongli insisted on the praise. "Do tell, what is it that you have in mind?"

"Finish your meal first, xiangsheng," Tartaglia said as he served Zhongli another cup of tea, "leave it as a surprise for now."

Despite his words, Tartaglia himself could barely wait for them to leave the restaurant. His leg kept bouncing under the table and his fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt. Time seemed to move slower than natural and he never felt so impatient — but he had to managed it, not only for the sake of his own craving, but for Zhongli's as well.

When they finally left the restaurant, it took him the last bits of self control to not drag Zhongli by his hand. He should pace it comfortably, keep the nice atmosphere and continue to spoil his xiangsheng rotten like he deserved.

"Can you tell me where are we going now, Ajax?" Zhongli broke the silence after a while, a sweet amount of time taken by each of his steps. He looked around, noticing how the buzz of the harbor was slowly being left behind them. The atmosphere, slowly but surely, shifted to the tranquility of the fields around Liyue. "If you didn't tell me you had planned this, I'd assume we wandered into a stray path."

"We may have, yes," Tartaglia admitted, kicking a small patch of a grass and stopping a few steps ahead. "But I wanted it to be just the two of us, xiangsheng."

"Oh?" Zhongli cocked his head to the side and watched the other man stroll left and right, circling the same spot. "And why is that? I assume a bedroom would be more fitting for—"

"No!" Tartaglia gasped, flustered. "Perverted old man, no! That's not why I brought you here!"

"My apologies," Zhongli chuckled, daring to walk towards Tartaglia and close the distance between them. "You said you wanted a 'treat' and I assumed you meant… ahem, then, could you please elaborate, Ajax?"

Tartaglia clenched his hand into a fist, his fingers tightly digging into his palm. He looked down to avoid Zhongli's eyes and felt his accelerated heartbeat, the annoying pounding inside his chest like if he was some sort of teenage about to confess. Pathetic, he told himself before he flashed Zhongli with a shy smile. "Fight me, xiangsheng."

"Fight you?" Zhongli chuckled, "didn't I help you spar just the other day?"

"No," Tartaglia groaned, his arms crossed in front of his chest and annoyance making his brows furrow. "Fight me for real. Like we used to do. Can you do that for me?"

A quiet, polite giggle came from the other man. He was amused, if anything, probably at how simple and predictable Tartaglia was. "And what if you get hurt?"

"Pfft," he scoffed, "do you think you have what it takes? I'm much stronger now, xiangsheng!"

"Very well, then," Zhongli said as he took a few steps back. He reached out his hand and drew his spear, swinging it around twice before assuming his stance. His body stiffened, but his expression remained gentle. "Let's fight until one of us submit. Will that satisfy you?"

"Only if you give me your all," Tartaglia grinned, rolling his shoulders. His vision shone and water began to gather around his hand before a sharp blade took form within his grip.

Zhongli shook his head. "Don't be greedy. I shall give you just enough."

"Tsk, cocky old man!" Tartaglia shouted and charged at his now-opponent, but with nothing but excitement and amusement in his eyes. His body moved before he could think, as if it had a mind of its own, and soon enough the edge of his blade clashed against the handle of Zhongli's spear.

Tartaglia stomped his feet and pushed the blades down towards Zhongli's body. He could feel the other man's strength resisting his, fighting him back. "It still feels like hitting a wall, xiangsheng!"

"I thought you said you grew stronger," Zhongli provoked him again, shifting his grip to push the ginger away. This time, Zhongli was the one to press the advantage and land a blow against Tartaglia. With an elegant turn, he swung the spear around his body and towards Tartaglia's.

"Y-you— agh!" He held the blades close to his body and did his best efforts to block the hit and absorb its impact. Still, Zhongli was undeniably strong. Tartaglia felt himself behind pushed back and into a pillar — that was not there until just a few seconds ago.

The air left his chest when his body hit the Geo Construct, a pained gasp tore from his lips. Before Tartaglia could recover from the harsh landing, Zhongli had already closed the distance and held the fatui's hands pinned against the pillar. "I assume this crowns me as the victor."

"T-that, ahh," Tartaglia gasped, frustrated, and pulled at his arms. Zhongli's grip was firm as the earth itself, unyielding despite how much Tartaglia struggled. He looked at the other man, inches away from him, and smiled. "That was cheating, x-xiangsheng."

"You shouldn't be so reckless, you wouldn't have fell for that if you were paying attention."

"But it's not over yet," Tartaglia insisted and tried to hit Zhongli with his knees, even when it seemed that it hurt himself more than it did damage to his opponent. "I-I didn't submit yet!"

Zhongli arched an eyebrow as if curious by the other's struggle. He grinned gently, too gently for Tartaglia's liking. "You will, because I know you and your weaknesses, Ajax."

Tartaglia widened his eyes, that sentence connecting all the dots inside his head. "Xiangsheng, c-c'mon! You said you'd fihihight— aHAh, n-no! Xiangsheng!"

"I've said I'd give you enough," Zhongli correct him, his free hand already latched onto Tartaglia's side, tickling him. "This should suffice to take you down."

The fatui let out an enraged groan in protest, but the curses were quickly diluted into panicked, loud giggles and laughter. Tartaglia arched his back off the pillar and even kicked his feet up, but Zhongli held him still, vulnerable to the tickling. "Y-yohohou ahahare the wohohorst!"

"Just let us head back, Ajax, and I will cease it," Zhongli chuckled, squeezing up and down the other man's body. He clawed at his ribs and even poked under Tartaglia's arm, all to make him laugh himself stupid. He knew all the buttons to push and, even after all the time apart, this didn't seem to have changed. "You don't seem to be any less ticklish than I remember."

"SHUhuhut up!" Tartaglia gasped, his cheeks red as heat gathered around his collar. He squeezed his eyes shut, not to just try to ignore the tickling, but to distract himself from the fact he was enjoying being handled like that. "D-dahamn yohou, xiahahangsheng! AHah, l-lehehet goho of mehe!"

"I don't think I will," Zhongli purred, stealing a kiss from Tartaglia's smiling lips, "not when I still feel threatened and when I know you're enjoying yourself right now, Ajax."

[kaeyasfavonius]

ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕖 𝕃𝕖𝕖/𝕃𝕖𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Lee:

✮ Okay, first of all I have to say that he is a difficult lee

✮ He won‘t just let anyone pin him down or restrain him to tickle him in any way without a fight, he won‘t shut up because he will definitely try to distract his ler by teasing them back and he definitely won‘t leave his weak spots out in the open…most of the time.

✮ I mean he‘s a harbinger and battle maniac so he knows how to escape if he really wants to.

✮ It‘s also really hard to tease him, make him flustered or cause any other reaction than just being teased back even more in return.

✮ He‘s just a giant tease himself, he‘s heard it all and is above getting flustered just from words alone.

✮ And if you aren‘t impressively stronger than him, there‘s not really a chance anyone can fluster him by overpowering him either.

✮ However if someone does manage to overpower him, without him letting them do it out of pity, there is a slim chance he will be surprised and get atleast a tiny bit nervous.

✮ But he‘s definitely not shy about his ticklishness. He can easily admit that he is ticklish and would even tell you where if you were to ask him.

✮ However, he does like to annoy his ler, depending on who it is. When it‘s one of his siblings tickling him, he will instantly start laughing and maybe even exaggerate a bit to make them happy.

✮ However, for anyone else he will try extra hard not to laugh to give them a little challenge.

✮ I think his main lers are all his siblings, the traveller and maybe but really just maybe Skirk (well atleast when Ajax was still a child).

✮ I think his sides are definitely very ticklish but also his stomach (especially that little spot that‘s revealed) and definitely his feet.

✮ I mean he wears boots all the time, probably because of the cold in Snezhnaya and I‘m pretty sure they aren‘t really like…roughed up (?)…that means very ticklish.

✮ I think he isn‘t the type to get lee moods though. Maybe sometimes when he thinks about his family he misses playing around with his siblings but I believe even then he gets more ler moods than lee moods.

✮ For techniques I think gentle scratches work but also squeezes or a bit rougher tickles. He‘s a harbinger afterall.

✮ Most tools would probably also get him pretty good so there‘s really nothing specific to add since he‘d definitely react to everything.

✮ He definitely also has very soft giggles but also a kinda loud and sometimes hysterical laugh.

✮ So I also firmly believe that he‘s the type to laugh himself absolutely silly if he wants to (I mean we‘ve heard him laughing like that before during the Liyue Archon quest (about the cocogoat thing))

✮ That also brings me to another thing I noticed: He thanks others for making him laugh, as you can see in said scene. He just isn‘t really used to laughing genuinely and is very thankful that someone cares enough to try and make him laugh.

Ler:

✮ As I mentioned a couple of times already, he is definitely a ler and a very skilled one at that

✮ He has like an infinite amount of experience from basically everything he does.

✮ He has atleast 5 siblings with 3 of them being younger than him so he definitely tickles them a lot

✮ And he‘s also a fatui, super strong and super fast so nobody could escape him, even if they tried

✮ He also will definitely tickle anyone and by that I mean literally anyone. His siblings, the traveller, Zhongli and I think if he were to visit the house of the Hearth, also Freminet, Lyney and Lynette.

✮ I believe that he is just used to playing around like this with so many siblings around him so he‘s also naturally good at it.

✮ He‘s also definitely not above tickling the traveller to win their sparring matches

✮ I think on top of that he‘s also very tickle-smart…if that‘s a real word (probably not, lol)

✮ But by that I mean literally just attentive. He knows that not everyone can take as much tickling as him so depending on the lee he switches his tickle technique.

✮ For example he would tickle the traveller definitely more mercyless than his little siblings.

✮ For him tickling is also just a very playful thing in general so when he tickles something, most of the time it’s in a lighthearted, playful moment where both he and his lee can be relaxed, carefree and happy.

✮ Teasing his victims is definitely his favourite thing to do when it comes to tickling. First of all, he‘d definitely make them run away from him and make them think they actually have a chance of getting away, only to pounce on them within seconds.

✮ I think his favourite verbal teases would be:  

“No? No what? No more…? Oh, alright! No more mercy!”

or

“Can’t you please stop laughing and take this a little more SERIOUSLY? Geez.”

✮ I‘m sure he also plays the tickle monster game with his siblings.

✮ and even though he‘s a great tickler, he‘s also a mean one with less sympathy than a rock…honestly. He would definitely go for his lees weak spots first, to tire them out. Except for if he wants a little fight first, just to amuse himself.

✮ But do you know what‘s even more mean? When he uses tools. He‘s definitely the kind of person who would just take a pillow, tear it apart and use one of the feathers for tickling. He‘s rich and strong afterall, so it‘s not even a problem for him…

✮ This is my personal headcanon but I also firmly believe that when he tickles his siblings, he kind of trains them to handle it a bit better, do you get what I mean? He wants them to be strong.

✮ I think he does aftercare, depending on his lee. For his siblings he will do it a lot, cuddle them, bring them snacks, praise them etc… For others he might give them a small pat on the back and a teasing smile.

Conclusion: He is definitely 92% ler and 8% lee. He‘s just too strong and way too teasy, making tickling him an impossible task. He also enjoys being the ler wayyyy more, even though he also enjoys the laughs he gets out of being the one getting tickled.

Thanks for reading <3 Whose headcanons next?

[keru0]

Tickletober 2024

Day 1: Good Night

Ler!Zhongli x Lee!Childe

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Zhongli was what some may call an easy sleeper. He generally has an easy time falling asleep, able to push all of his worries and thoughts to the side for a few hours each night to fall into tranquil darkness. Except for right now.

The problem was the mound of blanket next to him in bed that seemed to move and fidget every few seconds, tossing and turning in the quiet night. It had been a few hours since Childe and himself got into bed, so why wasn’t he asleep?

*   *   *

Childe was the opposite of Zhongli in almost every way. The older man was quiet, demure, almost invisible if he wanted to be, while Ajax was loud, chaotic, and could be easily spotted from a mile away, whether from his Snezhnayan wardrobe or his boisterous laughter and attitude, no one could miss the ginger if he walked past.

He was also the opposite in that he could never sleep. Plagued with nightmarish memories or a frightful imagination of what may happen to his family, his stress was always under the surface, and no matter how tightly locked up he kept it, it always leaked out when it came time to go to sleep, and now was no exception.

Mumbling to himself, almost whimpering, the harbinger tossed and turned in the middle of the night, trying to stave off the anxieties he always tried to hide, that is, until he felt a hand on his shoulder, and a soft voice behind him.

“Childe?” Zhongli asked quietly, rubbing soothing circles into the freckled shoulder. “What’s the matter?”

Childe swallowed thickly, letting out a long, quiet sigh as he turned around under the covered, meeting his lover face-to-face. “Sorry…was I disturbing your rest, Baobei?”

The other let out a soft sigh, worrying his lip with his teeth. “No, Ajax. But please, what are you still doing up? Do you wish to talk about it?” He tried to suggest, though knowing the man never talked about his troubles with others. So, it was no surprise when he was met with a shaking head.

“Ah- no, not really…” He answered quietly, looking down into the sheets, trying to hide from the man’s questioning gaze.

The ex-archon sighed fondly, shaking his head as he wrapped his tattooed arms around the younger, holding him tightly as his hands ghosted up and down his side and back. “That is quite alright, Childe. Come here…”

Childe flinched away from the touch, into the man’s chest as the hands gently fluttered over his scarred flesh, giggling as he did so. “Z-Zhonghlihihi-! Nohohoho…!” He whined.

A small, fond smile made its way onto the god’s lips, finding the laughter of his lover endearing, hoping to wear him out, to distract him so he can finally fall into the clutches of a peaceful rest. “If you wish not to talk about your feelings, Childe, then this will have to do.”

Childe let out giggles and pants, his face nuzzling into the strong chest infront of him as he put up with the light tickling, arms and legs instinctively curling around the older man. “Ehehehahaha! P-plehehase!”

Zhongli sighed, shaking his head as he leaned his head down to whisper into the reddening ear. “Just a few more minutes, love.”

The ‘few more minutes’ may have turned into ten, maybe half an hour, but by the time the slender hands finished their work on the blushing man, soft "good nights" were uttered before the room fell silent, and all that could be heard in the night were soft snores and gentle breathing as the two slept in each other’s arms, awaiting the light of morning.

[skayleay]

What can I say 🫣

[aticklishpercivalwriter]

Teasing a Childe - Part 2

Surprise Visit - Part 0 of 3 Taking Down an Oni - Part 1 of 3 Teasing a Childe - Part 2 of 3 (This Post), Also on AO3 Catching Wrio Off-Guard…or Not? - Part 3 of 3

Summary: Childe ain't winning against three teasy lers.

A/N: Here’s part two! I'm officially on summer break, but I'm taking summer classes :( However, I should be more active than before. Hope you enjoy it!

Word Count: 1288

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“I saw you running here Aether! You can't escape from me!”

Childe immediately ran after Aether once the chaos started. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as he looked for his elusive rival.

“Not here…how about here? No? Hmm.”

Childe backed out of the room he was in, looking around in case there was any movement. Sounds of Itto’s laughter made it to his ears, sending a tingling sensation down his spine.

“Hope you make it out alive Itto,” he whispered under his breath.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hall making him grin. He slowly walked towards where he heard the sound. Looking around, he saw a golden strand of hair caught underneath a nearby door.

“Gotcha.”

Childe slammed the door open and quickly scanned the room. It was a large bedroom with plenty of hiding spots.

“Oh, I'm going to love this,” Childe chuckled evilly, planning to turn the room upside down.

Meanwhile, around the corner and across the door Childe opened, three Anemo boys watched him enter.

“Brat,” Scaramouche scoffed.

“You are one to talk,” Aether whispered.

“You wanna take that back?” Scara swiftly squeezed his sides making him choke on a laugh.

“Guys!” Venti whisper yelled. “Both of you are going to ruin my plan! Let’s go inside, quietly.”

Wanderer huffed and Aether pouted but they both followed without a word.

Childe was facing away from them when they entered. He was near the bed and looking inside a wardrobe. Venti silently gestured for the other two to surround him. Aether behind the bed, Venti to the side, and Scara underneath it.

“Here goes,” Venti then created a wind feather out of the air and guided it to Childe’s ear.

Childe scratched his ear, feeling it itch.

“Ugh, why does my ear feel itchy?”

The sensation disappeared before coming back though more of a ticklish feeling.

“Whahahat thehehe?”

He rubbed his ear and looked around rapidly but there was no one but him. The sensation disappeared again, and Childe was becoming suspicious.

“Whoever you are, stop iHIHIT!”

He shrieked, scrunching up his shoulders when he felt a feather-light touch along his neck.

“Whahahat is happenihihing!? GAHAHAHA!”

Scaramouche crawled from under the bed and tased the backs of his knees making him crumple to the ground in a fit of laughter all the while the feather-light touches along his neck and ears continued.

“EHehEhEHehE! ScaraHAhAHA!” Childe laughed, curling into a ball. “WheHEHere ihihis AEHEhether!?”

“Tch. Why don’t you think of saving your own skin first before chasing after others?” Wanderer kneaded his sides making him uncurl. “Because I’m going to wreck you, idiot, ginger-head.” Every word was punctuated with a poke.

“WHyhyHy!”

“I’m never going to pass up a chance to put you in your place, bleh!” He stuck his tongue out at Childe before nodding at the other two to carry him onto the bed.

“H-Huh? Aehehether and Vehehentihi? Wahahait! Whahahat ahare youhuhu dohohING! Oof!”

He was tossed onto the bed, landing face down and a weight immediately on his waist as the bed bowed when the other two climbed on top of it.

“Wahahahait! Y-You guhuhuys dohohon’t hahave toho dohoho thihihis!” Childe giggled, kicking out his legs and struggling to throw Scara off.

“Aww, look at him,” Venti cooed. “Giggling without us touching him. How cute~”

“He sure is,” Aether smirked. “I can’t wait to crawl my fingers along his neck~”

“Ooh! And airy feather touches in his belly button~”

As Aether and Venti talked, Wanderer lightly drummed his fingers along Childe’s sides, grinning as he saw him hide his face in the bed and back rising and falling from muffled giggles and whines. The Anemo trio knew what they were doing as they watched him fall apart from teases alone.

“Stahahap! Plehehease! Dohohon’t tehehease mehehehe ahanymohohore!” Childe turned his head towards his captors. “I’m gohohonna diehehe!”

The trio shared a look with one another and looked back at Childe with devilish smirks, making him gulp and hide his face.

“Eep!”

He let out a squeak as he was flipped onto his back and forced to look at them. Goosebumps rose along his skin as Aether pulled his arms over his head and sat on them, restraining him. Scaramouche took his place on his waist again and Venti by his legs.

Childe looked up and that was a mistake. Aether looked down at him with a predatory grin and wiggled his fingers.

“Aehehether!” He tried to hide his face in the crook of his neck only to let out a squeal when Aether swiped his neck. “GaHAHAhAha!”

“Ah ah ah~ No hiding that smile of yours~,” Aether teased. He crawled his fingers along his neck and rubbed behind his ears, while his ponytail also brushed along his neck and ears too.

“Ahahahaha! Stahahap ihihit! NAHAHAHA!”

Wanderer raised Childe’s shirt up and dug in between his ribs, rolling his eyes at Aether.

“Let’s wreck him now, Ae. I’m done with teasing.”

“Oh Scara,” Childe started. “I didn’t know you had MERCYEHEHE! AHAHAHA!”

“That wasn’t mercy ginger brat. I want to put you in your place now. Aether?”

“Okay, okay. So impatient~”

“I’ll wreck you next if you-”

“GAhahaHAHA! EHEHehahAha! NOhohO FAhahAHAIR! It’s two AGAHAhainst ohoHONe! I-HAHAHAHA! OHOHOHO NOHOHOHO!”

“You didn’t forget about me, did you? Ehe~” Venti spoke up, squeezing up and down his thighs and knees.

“AHAhahaHA! NO! NOhOHO! STahAhaP!”

“So sensitive~ We softened you up with teases, didn’t we?”

“YOuhuhUHU GUhuYS AREHehE- AHAHAHA! EVIL! EVIHIHIL!”

“And you aren’t?” Aether rolled his eyes.

“IHihI’M AN INNoceHEHEHent ChihiHILDEHE! WAIT! NOT THERE! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE! AHAHAHA!”

The sensation of a feather twirling the skin outside his navel made him go bonkers and babbling desperate pleas.

“PLEASE! PLEHEHEASE! DOHOHON’T DOHO IHIHIT! I’M BEHEHEGGING YOUHUHU!”

“Oh?” Venti raised an eyebrow as he slowed his own tickling and crawled over next to Scara and Childe’s side to have better control of the feather he created. “Not here?” He quickly wiggled the feather inside his belly button before pulling it out and returning to swirling it outside his navel.

Childe convulsed into full belly laughter and squeezed his eyes shut.

“YEHEHES! THAHAHAHAT! STOHOP SWIRLIHIHING IHIHIT! AHAHAHA!”

Wanderer then started massaging his sides making it his mission to see Childe winded from laughter and tickles.

“NOHOHOT THAHAHAT SPOHOHOT EITHEHEHER! NAHAHAHA!”

“Sucks to be you, bleh! Now laugh!”

“AEHEHETHER SAHAHAVE MEHEHEHE!”

“Nope,” Aether grinned. “You wanted a fight and I’m taking the winning title,” He squeezed the junction between Childe’s shoulder and neck and Venti went in once again with the feather with Wanderer following suit with rapid pokes to his sides.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHA! EHEHEHE! NOHOH- GAHAHAHA! STA- AHAHAHA!”

Childe was completely gone as the trio utterly wrecked him. Tears of mirth leaked from his eyes as he shook from laughter.

“GUHUYS! I’LL- HEHEHEAHAHA! PLE- MEHEHAHAHA!”

His uncontrollable laughter went silent after a few minutes, making the boys stop and get off him. They went to sit beside him and high-fived each other looking at the mess of Childe before them. His hair stuck to his forehead as tear stains painted his face alongside a tired grin. His chest rose and fell after every breath he took in.

“Ha, ha,” Childe breathed.

“Did we go too far?” Aether asked.

“No,” Scaramouche and Childe said at the same time, but Childe’s was wheezier. “J-Just let me…rest,” Childe continued.

He closed his eyes and his head fell to the side.

“Did he just…fall asleep?” Venti questioned.

“He sure did,” Aether answered. “Let’s let him rest.”

They all walked out of the room, Aether closing the door silently as they went to look for the others.

“Tickles,” Childe mumbled in his sleep, snuggling into the sheets with a dopey smile on his face.

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Thank you for reading! :) -Perz ~Risus Amoris~

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Voting ended onJun 10, 2024

[ticklystuff]

childe

[squealing-santa]

Hi! 🥭 @italeean . Sorry for the long, very long, very very long wait. Mango anon will have a reputation for no being on time. It took me longer than it should have. Still I hope it will be to your liking.

Today combo 2 x 1

Akutagawa x Atsushi "Wake-up tickles" -Akutagawa, executive of the Port mafia, serius and intimidating, he had the oversight of falling asleep on the couch instead of being in bed next to his boyfriend. Atsushi didn't agree with that. Enough reason to wake Akutagawa up with tickle.

Bonus:

Reader x Childe "Lee has been getting terribly serious and depressed the last few days and Ler can't allow it."

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#Squealing Santa 2k23 #ss2k23 #tickle art #Lee!Akutagawa #Ler!Atsushi #SSKK #Akutagawa x Atsushi #Shinsoukoku #Ticklish!Akutagawa #ReaderxChilde #Tickle Childe #Lee!Childe #Tartaglia #Bungou Stray Dogs #Genshin Impact #tickle fluff #Tickle

^^