#lee!claire

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I'll never draw a FPE tkl art again...

But I love those cinnamon rolls aaaaaaaaaaaa

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The hyper-ler and his victims

(RUN, ABBIE, RUN-)

Might post part 2 of them getting wrecked by Engel-

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Oh my word, you're adorable when you laugh. How are you this cute? It isn't fair. I feel tickling you will teach you a lesson of being adorable.

*Flustered Claire noises, plus more laughter and squealing*

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Newfound Vulnerability

TickleTober Day 21: New Discovery

Summary: Claire and Jack get used to being siblings

Pairing: None

Word Count: 1,573

A/N: I wish Jack and Claire got more screen time together. I would’ve loved to see them being hanging out and being buddies

But at least there’s fanfiction 😄

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“Isn’t it weird that we’re, like… technically siblings?” Said Claire Novak, sitting on the couch and fidgeting with the drawstring on her jacket.

Jack, her adopted nephilim half brother, looked up at her from the arm chair that was situated across from her own seat.

“I don’t think it’s all that strange, considering everything else. I mean, I am Lucifer’s son.” He deadpanned, getting a laugh from Claire.

“Fair point. It’s weird to me though…” She said solemnly, her gaze glued to the floor.

Jack furrowed his brows in thought before perking his head up with a smile.

“Well then let’s make it not weird! What do brothers and sisters typically do?”

Claire looked a little taken aback, a pensive expression on her face.

“Well, I don’t know… pillow fights or tickle wars or something like that.”

This caused Jack to tilt his head like a confused puppy, something clearly having thrown him off.

“Tickle? What is that?”

Claire’s eyes widened, surprised by what she was hearing.

“You don’t know what tickling is?!” She asked in disbelief, leaning forward to look at him more intensely.

The nephilim shook his head.

“Nope. But I guess it’s better that we don’t do that; I don’t like fighting.”

The girl laughed, amused by the misunderstanding.

“It’s not actually fighting; it’s like, pretend fighting. And instead of hitting people, you tickle them.” She explained, noting how the confusion still didn’t leave Jack’s face.

Thinking for a moment, she scooted over to make room for the boy, patting the spot beside her.

“Come here, I’ll show you.”

It took a second for Jack to process the instructions before he hesitantly stood up and made his way over, taking a seat beside his new sister.

“Alright, now lay back and put your arms up, like this.” She demonstrated, raising her own arms over her head.

She saw the reluctance in Jack’s body language, noting how he froze all of a sudden.

“Is it… painful?” He asked, watching as she wiggled her fingers in the air as if preparing for something.

“No, you goof, it just feels kinda funny. Trust me, you’ll like it!”

At least she hoped he would. She’d rather not get flung across the room on the off chance that he didn’t like it.

The younger looked into her eyes, looking for any hint of dishonesty, before he smiled.

“Okay. I trust you.”

Claire felt a warmth in her heart that she usually kept guarded at all costs. The way Jack blindly trusted her made her feel something that she couldn’t quite place.

Jack trusted her.

Something that she couldn’t even do herself.

“Claire?”

She was snapped out of her thoughts.

“Are you alright?” Asked the nephilim, a trace of concern in his eyes.

The girl cleared her throat, trying to regroup her mind and refocus on the task at hand.

“Yeah, I’m good… just spaced out for a second, that’s all.”

Jack seemed to accept that, not asking any further questions.

“Anyway… you ready?” She reclaimed her confident demeanor, waiting for the boy to approve the action.

Taking the nod as a ‘yes’, Claire let her fingers dance over the younger’s ribs, testing the waters to avoid a make out session with the wall.

Jack’s eyes widened with surprise and he started to squirm and laugh, making no effort to escape.

“This feels ohohodd… a-am I doing it right?” He giggled, though he wasn’t sure why.

Claire snickered, watching Jack’s face take on a look of confusion, enjoyment, and awkwardness, all at the same time.

“It’s not something you do, it’s something other people do to you. I didn’t think you’d be this ticklish!” She mused and continued her ministrations, adding a little more pressure and focusing specifically on that top rib, her efforts earning a jump and a yelp from the young nephilim.

“AH- I thihink it t-tickles thehehere!!” The boy started to put up a little more effort in his squirming, seemingly only by instinct.

To Jack, the feeling was certainly bizarre, but not unpleasant. It felt almost soothing in a way, or maybe comforting? Whatever it was, he liked it!

“Everyone has spots where they’re more or less ticklish; this must be one of your bad spots, haha!”

Jack shook his head and looked at Claire with mirthful eyes.

“Not bahahahad, I-It’s good. I like ihihit!”

Claire felt that warmth again.

Jack was so… sincere; another thing that she couldn’t bring herself to be.

Every word he said was pure and genuine, authentic and truthful.

Claire couldn’t be vulnerable like that. She always had to lie and hide to keep herself safe.

Noticing she was losing herself in her thoughts again, she quickly forced herself back to reality, not wanting Jack to notice for a second time.

“Lets see where else you’re ticklish… how about here? Cas is really ticklish here.”

Her nimble fingers wandered up towards the boy’s neck, gently fluttering against the soft skin.

“EEK! I-Ihihit tickles even more thehehere!!!” Squealed Jack, instinctively scrunching up his shoulder’s to try and protect himself.

Claire’s eyes sparkled with excitement, thrilled by the stronger reaction.

Taking a gamble, she leaned in and blew a soft raspberry in the crook of Jack’s neck, his laughter raising an octave as he tossed his head back with mirth, cheeks turning rosy from laughing so much.

“CLAHAHAIRE, W-WHAT IS THAHAHAT?!”

The boy shrieked, kicking his legs out and shaking his head back and forth, his eyes starting to tear up from the hilarity.

Claire smirked and brought her head back up, looking at the giddy expression on her brother’s face.

“What? You can smite monsters and stuff but you can’t handle a raspberry?” She teased before going in for another one, delighting in the bubbly reactions it drew.

Jack tried not to dwell on the confusing fact that there was no pink fruit in sight, preferring to focus on how tingly his skin felt at the moment.

“SOMEWHERE ELSE, PLEHEHEASE!”

Claire immediately pulled back and let the nephilim calm down, not wanting to overwhelm him.

“Somewhere else, huh? What about here?” She poked Jack in the side, getting a soft giggle in response.

That soft giggle started to heighten into bright youthful guffaws when the girl snuck her hands beneath the fabric of his shirt, letting her nails skitter and scratch at the warm flesh.

Claire started to laugh along with her brother, enamored with his gleeful reactions.

Never in a million years would Claire have guessed that she’d be sitting on her couch, tickling her adopted celestial brother who could turn her to dust with the snap of his fingers.

It was a welcome surprise though.

“CLAHAHAIRE, NEED A BREHEHEAK!” Cried Jack, bright red in the face.

Claire pulled back and watched the boy catch his breath, a rare fondness in her eyes.

“So, how’d you like your first tickle experience?”

Jack let out the leftover giggles and sat up, rubbing at his sides which were still tingling from the attack.

“I enjoyed it a lot. It was fun!” He smiled brightly.

“Claire, can I try tickling you? I would like to make you laugh like you did to me!” He asked earnestly, tilting his head.

Claire was caught off guard, not expecting Jack to turn the tables so suddenly.

“I- Uh…” She hesitated, but when she saw the hopeful expression on Jack’s face, she just didn’t have the heart to say no.

“Okay, fine… but you gotta stop when I tell you to!”

The nephilim’s face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning and he nodded excitedly.

“I promise!”

Carefully raising his hands, he tried to mimic the wriggling movement that he saw Claire do earlier. He carefully wiggled his fingers against her sides, watching for a reaction.

The girl began to giggle, squirming away from the touch and gently grabbing the nephilim’s hands.

“Oh Gohohod!”

Jack started to giggle as well, ecstatic with his success.

“Am I doing it right, Claire?!” He asked excitedly, looking for validation.

“You’re doing fine, Jahahack.” She affirmed.

After a moment, Claire began to get overwhelmed.

“O-Okay, stop stop stop!”

Jack pulled away, respecting his sister’s boundaries as she had done for him.

Suddenly, Claire felt tears starting to form in her eyes and she desperately tried to blink them away, trying to save face.

The younger’s face was now covered with concern, noticing the older’s abrupt mood change.

“Claire, what’s wrong? D-Did I go too far?” He asked, worried that he’d done something wrong.

Claire sniffed, shaking her head.

“No, i-it’s not that, it’s just…” She took a breath and tried to ground herself.

This was all so new to her; love, trust, vulnerability… she wasn’t used to this.

“I’ve never really been the touchy feely type… I’m just not used to this, that’s all.” She wiped away her tears, looking at Jack’s earnest face.

They sat in silence for a moment, the younger searching for the right words.

“Well, if it means anything… I’m honored that you felt like you could be vulnerable with me.” The nephilim finally said, offering a reassuring smile.

Claire laughed at the sincere statement, her heart warming with affection.

“Thanks, Jack…”

For the first time in forever, Claire let herself be vulnerable, and she didn’t hate it.

She continued to enjoy Jack’s company, forgetting all about the weirdness of their situation and letting herself bask in the newfound warmth of sibling love.

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Cans you bless my soul w/ some wholesome engclaire tiggles pease :3

Yes :3

Ticklish kisses yes yes

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Engel x Claire tickles :33

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hellooo!! would you be okay with writing a lee Claire and ler Engel fanfic? (FPE) thanks in advance! :D

Of course I can! :33

"Adorable Laughter"

Lers: Engel

Lees: Claire

Note: This is an Engclaire tk fic.

"Eheheheek-! E-Ehehengel!"

Claire squeaked through giggles, squirming around in Engel's grasp. Engel smiled softly, continuing to gently tickle her sides.

"Yes, Claire? What is it?"

Claire started blushing even more than she already was, desperately trying to push Engel's hands away.

"T-Thahat tihickles! Q-Quit ihihihit!"

Engel chuckled in response, pulling Claire closer and continuing to tickle her, but on her stomach this time.

"Aww, does it really?~ I never thought it would~ Plus i gotta hear more of your laughter, it's adorable!"

He teased playfully, loving how flustered Claire was getting. It was such an adorable sight to him. Claire's giggles became somewhat louder, now letting out quiet snorts.

"A-Ahahaha! *Snort* Nohohoho- hahahahaha-!"

Engel felt his face turn red. Did Claire just snort? How could this girl get any cuter?

"O-Oh my gosh, you just snorted!"

He finally stopped his tickling for a moment. Claire sat up, catching her breath before facing Engel.

"Y-Yeah...Yeah, I did.."

Engel just couldn't stop smiling. Claire's snorts were the cutest sound in the world to him.

"That..That was so cute!!"

Claire huffed, pretending to be annoyed before smirking playfully.

"Yeah, I know. But now I wanna see if you snort too!"

Her hands crept closer to Engel's stomach. Engel's eyes lit up, already starting to giggle like crazy.

"W-Wahahait! Claire nohohoho!"

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Not much people aware of the fact that we need a Ler Alice and Lee Claire fic;; its weird ik-

if rqs are open can I request this one? '3 if you want ofc I don't force you☺️ btw LOVE YOUR BLOG OMG

- 🐹 anon

RAHH TYSM 🫂🫂🫂 Also of course you can request this! :3

Sibling Bonding

Lers: ∆lice

Lees: Claire

These two really do give off sibling vibes-

"E-Eheheek! *Snrk* A-Ahalice!!"

Claire giggled, desperately trying to squirm away from her older sister. But she was pretty strong-

"Aww, what's wrong? Is my baby sister too ticklish?~"

Alice chuckled, teasing Claire playfully as she continued to tickle her tummy. Claire whined, trying to push Alice's hands away. But that didn't really work.

"Y-Yehehehes! *Snort* I'm so tihihihicklish-!!"

Alice hummed, an evil smirk on her face.

"Hehe...Well, I'm glad nothing really changed about you."

She then started to tickle Claire even faster, making sure to be a bit more rougher. Claire squealed, now kicking and squirming like crazy.

"B-BAHAHAHAHAHA!! S-STOP! STOP IT PLEHEHEHEASE!!"

Alice chuckled loudly, tilting her head to the side.

"You want me to stop? Are you sureeee?~"

Claire desperately nodded, basically rolling on the floor at this point.

"YEHEHES! *SNORT* PLEASE IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES REALLY BAHAHAHAD!!"

Alice finally felt satisfied, stopping her attack and holding her younger sister in her arms.

"Very well...I bet you enjoyed it though, didn't you?"

She teased playfully. Claire huffed, pretending to be annoyed.

"...I guess..."