Howdy, @pink-tk-a-latte! I am your @squealing-santa this year >:3 I was pleasantly surprised when I saw your name, and so, I hope you like how my gift turned out :D Happy holidays!!!
It feels a little vas to be the first to request but can you do number 14 whit lee nene and ler emu please
Thank you
Make sure to rest and eat something
(you can ignore this request if you want)
Tickletober day #14: Soft
It's still the 14 for me so tEcHnIcally I'm not late with this one uwu
It is pretty short cause it's late and braincells be ded, but I still think it ended up cute
Hope you enjoy! :D
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Emu x Nene (interpret as you wish)
Lee: Nene
Ler: Emu
Warnings: Tickles!
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“Tsun tsun~”
“E-emu?! Whahat are you doing?!” Nene fought off so hard the wobbly smile that started gracing her lips with each poke that Emu landed on her torso.
“Well… you looked a bit gloomy, so I thought I’d cheer you up!~” Emu flashed one of her classic, blinding smiles as he poked both of Nene’s sides simultaneously.
“EEP!” the greennette jumped, letting out an uncharacteristic squeak. It was true she wasn’t feeling her best today, perhaps some Emu-style cheerup could do her good. “Okahay! Just be sohoft…” Nene spoke shyly, her gaze drifting anywhere else that wasn’t Emu’s face and her cheeks turning a lovely tomato red.
“Okay!” with that, Emu switched tactics and started to gently trace her fingertips over the sides of Nene’s body, causing the songstress to instantly lean into the touch. Whether it was voluntary or not, who knows, but this was more than perfect to Nene. Gentle enough to keep a happy smile on her face, while not being overwhelmed by touch. And to have a partner to respect these boundaries made it all the better.
“Is that better?”
“Mhm… muhuch betteheher…” Nene would let out quiet, little giggles with each soft caress. At seeing her so relaxed and comfortable, Emu couldn’t help but feel warm in her chest. Making her friends happy always made her happy, but seeing someone as Nene being so… comfortable with her, was a special feeling of it’s own.
Written platonic but it's ambiguous enough to be open to interpretation.
Word Ct: 1.5k
Warnings: Tickles, Maybe some slightly guilt tripp-y lauguage? It's entirely a joke though and it's understood as a joke by everyone involved.
This is heavily inspired by that one side story where Tsukasa doesn't let Rui do an idea and he gets all pouty and drags Emu and Nene into it.
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“I’m just saying it won’t work! It’s just unrealistic for what we have to work with,” huffed Tsukasa after yet another one of Rui’s overambitious ideas for a stunt in their newest show. After all, it was his duty as troupe leader to keep everyone reigned in. (And had absolutely nothing to do with the fact Rui’s idea was certain to include some new stunt with Tsukasa as the victim)
“And I’m saying with enough work, we can make it happen! As a troupe, we should be working to improve and push ourselves to be better. How do you expect to become a world star with that kind of attitude?” Rui countered.
“I can’t be any kind of star at all if one of your crazy ideas kills me!” Tsukasa all but yelled.
“Aw,” Rui began, taking on an exaggerated pout, “I just thought you’d want to try something new.”
Tsukasa gave a deep sigh. “Rui. I’m not playing this game with you.”
“What game? I’m being completely serious here. And frankly, I’m offended and heartbroken you would take my sadness with such jest.” His ruse was only betrayed by the mischievous glint in his eyes as he stared down the troupe leader.
“You do this all the time. I know you’re messing with me. You’re just pretending so you can have your way.” Tsukasa ran a frustrated hand through his own hair.
“This level of betrayal? From my beloved leader? I would never do such a thing” Rui gasped. He began to shed (admittedly very convincing) fake tears to truly express his levels of distress at the situation. “Won’t you please please please let me do the stunt? I assure you it would make the whole show. And it would wipe away these tears rolling down my poor, poor, downcast, despairing, and otherwise inconsolable saddened face. I may never smile again without it.”
“Hmm,” Tsukasa began, a slight teasy lilt in his voice that Rui, due in no small part to his own dramatics, failed to notice. “I know it does make you very sad.”
Rui glanced up expectantly, his pouty facade beginning to morph into smugness. He just knew his dear troupe leader couldn’t hold out on him that long.
Tsukasa made a step towards him. “And I just can’t stand seeing you so down.”
Another step. “What a shame it would be if I never got to see that radiant smile again.”
Another step. “After all, our director knows best.”
At last, Rui had won. He didn’t even have to convince the others to join in his sorrow.
Wait.
It couldn’t be this easy, could it? Tsukasa never went down without at least a half-hearted fight, especially when it came to Rui’s stunts. The flattery? And the immediate compliance? Combined with the quickly closing distance between the two, it didn’t make sense.
Another step. Tsukasa was now less than an arm's length from Rui, staring directly in his still teary eyes. “And we all care about you so much.”
“So why don’t we just help you smile again?”
Rui didn’t even have time to process the words before he felt two strong arms swiftly pulling him into a firm, confining hug and two hands spidering up and down his ribs, sending the former into a fit of surprised, giddy laughter.
“AHAHAHATSUKASAA” Rui yelled, squirming fruitlessly in the other man’s arms.
“See? Now you’re laughing that pretty laugh! It wasn’t so hard to get you all cheery again!” Tsukasa said brightly.
“NAHAHA, NOT CHEEEHERY!” The taller of the two only barely managed to gasp out through his screeching and ever reddening face. “EMHUHU, NEHENE, HEHELP ME!”
The girls spectating exchanged twin smiles containing nothing but adoration for their poor, trapped director.
“You know, Emu, I think Rui has a point,” Nene chimed in, “He said it himself, he’s not cheery yet, we should go help him to make sure he feels all better.”
“NOHOHO, NOHOT WHAHAT I MEAHNT,” protested Rui, squirming, growing more furious but equally futile in an attempt to escape his oncoming demise.
Emu let out a small gasp, “I think you’re right, Nene! It would be so mean of us to leave him there suffering! We have to help him smile!”
“DOHON’T YOHOU TWO DARHEHERE” Rui screamed. “STAYHEY BAHACK”
Nene shook her head and clicked her tongue. She began her slow walk towards Rui, Emu excitedly bouncing at her side. Each tap of their shoes on the stage steadily getting closer to him as he knew what was going to happen when they got to him was, in Rui’s opinion, the cruelest form of torture “Poor helpless Rui.” Nene began, having to significantly raise her volume for anyone, much less the source of the noise, to even hear her. “Begging for help but when he gets it, he can’t accept it. So trapped and ticklish and he can’t even do anything about it.” She stood right in front of him, Tsukasa slowing down only so that Rui could hear her over his own laughter. She hovered her hands over all of his worst spots. His ribs, his arms, his hips, and his neck, as if carefully deciding where to strike first. “Hmm, maybe I should go easy on you. After all, the only reason you’re still standing is because Tsukasa is holding you up. We both know you’d be curled up shrieking on the floor without him. I don’t think he could continue to keep you still with much more of your thrashing. But then again, I don’t really mind you taking him to the floor with you.”
“Hey!” Tsukasa reprimanded.
Ignoring him, Nene continued. “Maybe I’ll gooo.. No… maybeee.. No, not there either.” With each new consideration, she hovered her hands over a new spot, sending the already laughing boy into near hysterics.
“Neneeeee,” Emu whined. “Why can we just tickle him alreadyy-”
“Hmmmm,” Nene drew the hum out for a long time, considering her options. “Okay,” She latched her hands onto Rui’s hips and started rapidly squeezing them. Emu quickly joined in by spidering her hands at his neck, making good use of her nails on the sensitive spot.
If Rui thought he had it bad before, he was not prepared for the addition of four new hands combined with Emu’s playful words and Nene’s cruel teases. He could barely even make out words anymore, opting for screeches of laughter, occasionally interrupted by calls that sounded vaguely like his troupe member’s names.
True to Nene’s word, he very quickly lost the ability to stand and with Tsukasa’s gentle assistance, crumpled to the ground in ticklish agony. He instinctively squirmed and wiggled, not truly trying to get away and letting himself get lost in his laughter and the feeling of six hands targeting his worst spots. He couldn’t think about anything except just how bad it tickled.
“As fun as this has been, my dear troupe, I think he’s had enough,” Tsukasa pointed out, taking note of Rui’s (now legitimately) teary eyes and very flushed face. Emu and Nene nodded and removed their hands while Tsukasa gradually slowed down to light scribbles and then to gentle rubbing to help what were sure to be horrible tingles.
“AhEhetheh,” Rui tried to make out words but couldn’t get far enough past the fuzzy, ticklish feeling in his brain to say anything intelligible. He curled into himself and just kept giggling himself silly.
“Awwwww! Rui, you’re so cute and giggly! I love your squealies!” Rui somehow blushed even darker at Emu’s complement
“He doesn’t need to be any more flustered, right now Emu.” Nene cut in, “Let’s give him a second and then you can say whatever you want to him.”
“Nohohohoooo,” Rui protested, “Thahahat’s gonahahaha eheehehehehe,” He couldn’t even finish his sentence without the phantom tickles running rampant all over him and impairing his speech.
Tsukasa gently ran his hand through Rui’s messy, purple hair, smiling in adoration as he leaned into the comforting touch. “Shhh, just breathe for now. We’ll listen once you’ve calmed down a bit.”
Nene handed him a cold bottle of water. Rui wasted no time in using Tsukasa to pull himself into a sitting position, and down half of the bottle in one drink.
“Thahank yohohou” Rui weakly giggled. “I lihiked thahaht a lohoht.”
“Well that’s good because I like tickling you a lot!” Emu chirped.
“Yeah, it is kinda fun to be able to get you to shut up.” Nene smiled, no real malice in her words.
“Of course, Rui. Anything to make our director smile.” Tsukasa added.
“Anyhehthing?” Rui asked, the same mischievous glint returning to his eyes.
“Don’t push it,” Tsukasa said with a poke to Rui’s ribs, sending him into yet another giggle fit from the still hypersensitive skin.
“Okahahy, okahay” Rui conceded. “I won't. For now.”
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I'm gonna be honest, this was meant to be a warm up drabble for my Squealing Santa writing. However it got so out of hand, it became my first tickle fic. Hooray!
heya!!!! happy 200!!!!!! can i please request an x reader?? if you dont mind?????? id like maybe an emu x reader with fluffy cuddles and tickles, maybe the reader has stage fright???? youre amazing, keep on smiling <3
Stage Fright
A/N: Hello! This was a really cute request, thank you for being the first to request something for the event! I will always stay smiling, and so should you!<3
"Hey Y/N! Are you alright over there?" Asked the concerned pink haired girl, Emu.
This situation happened after Emu had insisted in doing some practice, little did she know that you had a humongous amount of stage fright, especially when it came to performing your solo infront of millions of people. She insisted in letting Rui, Nene and Tsukasa act like her audience to help start it off, but quickly changed her mind when she saw you freeze up altogether.
"Y/N, I know it's hard, but we need to figure something out to help you calm down! Maybe we can play a game? Go for a stroll in the park? Anything to help you ease down!" Insisted Emu, her index finger tapping her chin in a thinking pose, "Maybe I can pull some silly faces! Tsukasa and Rui used to do that when I was nervous, it helped me calm right down!" Chuckled Emu, the thought making her sigh in happiness.
No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't help but frown a slight bit, "We could do some baking? Mum used to do that for me when I was down! Or she'd- wait, that's genius!" She paused at the thought, earning a head tilt from you out of pure confusion. "My mum used to tickle me before I performed too! Do you mind?" She asked, her holding your hands gently up to her face, kissing the back of your left habd reassuringly, "I'll be gentle, but if you don't like it, I won't continue, okay?"
"Okay." Was all you said, but that one word out of you made her entire body shake like an excited puppy, immediately making you smile. How could you be so lucky to have such a sweet friend like her? You didn't know, but it was pure luck.
"C'mon, we don't have all day!" She grabbed your arm, dragging you to the nearest lounge. It was comfortable as usual, but the fact you two were together made it feel even safer. "Alright! So, where do we start off?" She asked, rubbing her hands together and inching them towards you with interest. "Maybe we could start he-EHere!?" You giggled out of surprise as she immediately tazed at your side's, the unexpected movement making you curl up immediately, "Daw! You're really cute when you do that! It's almost like you weren't expecting me to immediately oblige!" She smirked, a teasing tone lighting up your nerves ever so slightly more. She started with gentle tazing to gentle yet excruciatingly slow circles against your side's, only lighting up your quickly reddening face.
"Aw, you're already so red! Does it ticki-ticki-tickle?~" She cooed, emphasizing with slight squeezes, "yEheHes! Ihit does!" You strained, making her gasp, "No way, don't hold back your laugh on me! I love it when you laugh freely!" She let out her bottom lip, reassembling a pout with large puppy dog eye's. Seriously, why was she so good at that!?
"Oh no, looks like the tickle monster is.. getting.. stronger! I can't hold.. it back any... longer.. rah!" She blew a small raspberry into the crook of your neck, making you gaffaw from the highly unexpected change of pattern. Her hands movements were light and precise, but her raspberries? Heck no! "Hey, don't you even dare try that! Bring them back down!" even if you went to try and pull your hand up to try and push her away, she'd take advantage and race her fingertips there and scribble to no end until you brought them back down. "GYaHahahAH! Dohon't yohOHou- AiHEHE!?" You immediately wrapped your arm's around yourself, Emu gasping, "Oh my goodness, you really are super ticklish!" She giggled, "Hey! You feeling better?" She asked, hoping it helped out even the slightest. "Actually.. I don't feel scared at all no more." You smiled, hugging her, "But I'm so getting you back one day!" You chuckled, "looking forward to it!" She patted your back, maybe you could return the favor some day.
hello wonderful kitzy have i ever told u how amazing u are….? anyway!!! if it’s not too much to ask, how about.. lee!tsukasa and ler!emu cuz my heart hurts (in a good way) for them both 😞 THANK U <3
hello wonderful jai, why thank you for the compliment 😏 i love tsukasa and emu too, and I hope its okay that I did a little doodle instead of a fic because my writing was not cooperating with me today
@anzynai (tagging cause idk if you saw i answered or not 😭)
this was literally already posted here on a crack request with among us LOL but i made a separate post in case y’all missed it 😭
“guys!!! look!!!” emu shouted gleefully at her new discovery. nene and rui stopped what they were doing and walked up to her, both wondering what caught her attention. that’s when the two of them met her eyes, who stared at tsukasa in awe.
the blond, on the other hand, was flustered out of his mind. as if one wasn’t enough, now emu had brought the other two into this and now they were gonna know he was…
“HAH?!” he uncovered his eyes with his hands and emu brushed the pom poms against his side. it was a devilishly sensitive feeling and it drove him crazy every time she did that.
“he’s ticklish!!!” emu beams, only an expression of pure glee on her face and she did the exact same thing over and over again.
“stohohohop ihihit!!” tsukasa cried, as she dropped the pom pins suddenly to just tickle him. he groaned again when rui and nene had collectively decided to join.
it seemed that he was in for a lot of fun and for a lot of tickles.
Summary: Emu is on a mission. One requiring the upmost stealth and patience. One that will cure her boredom and hopefully get her beloved inventor to smile in the process.
This one was heavily influenced by both Lucy and Kairo, special thanks to them <3
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She had to be quiet. Careful. Calculated. Stealthy. Even the slightest slip up could compromise her mission.
Emu’s mission? Rui. Or more specifically: Rui’s laughter.
He’d been focused on his robotics projects all day and Emu was bored. A dangerous combination. Dangerous for Rui that is. Emu had a tendency to deal with boredom in... Interesting ways and the cast of Wonderlands x Showtime more often than not suffered the brunt of the consequences of her actions. This time was no exception, Emu was on a quest and wouldn't stop until she'd reached her goal.
There he was: the target was in sight. Standing next to his desk as he worked diligently on the robot atop it, he had no idea what was coming from right behind him. Emu crept closer and closer until he was finally in her arms' reach. She'd never gotten this close before. He was quite the evasive man when he wanted to be, well practiced from his days of outrunning various police and theme park security. Transitively, this skill carried effectively over to avoiding Emu's sporadic tickle attacks. However, his current focus on his work made him atypically vulnerable and completely unaware of his surroundings.
Had Rui turned around at that moment, he would have been met with a giddy smile and a glint of determination in the girl's pink eyes. Of course though, he didn't and was instead made suddenly aware of her presence by the feeling of arms wrapping firmly around his abdomen in a tight embrace and, immediately following, small, quick fingers poking and wiggling wherever they could reach.
"Ha! Gotcha! Tickle tickle tickle, Rui! I wanna hear your gigglies!" Emu said, celebrating the mission's success.
The giggling boy in her arms, however, had a different definition of the word success. "Ehehemu! Whahahat are yohou dohohihng?" He dropped whatever tool he was using in his surprise at the sudden tickle attack and gripped the desk for support.
"Giving Rui the kichie coos!" Emu replied brightly, moving to scribble solely on his stomach. "Your smile and little laughs are so wonderhoy!"
Rui, not used to being caught so off guard, couldn't conceal the blush quickly covering his face at the flustering situation and the complements. “Dohohon't say thahahat!"
“Oh! Should I say tickle tickle instead? Do you not like kichie kichie coo?" Emu asked, halfway between a tease and a genuine question. "But it makes your face go all dazzly and sunny!"
Her wiggling fingers kept up their mission, giving the alchemist considerable trouble responding. The laughter was working in tandem with the fuzzy feeling already taking over Rui's brain. "Noho! I mehehan yehehe! Wahait- hehehe!" His arms supporting him shook and grew weak with the effort of holding himself up through his fits of laughter. "Lehet me sihit dohown!”
Emu immediately stopped the tickling but continued to hold Rui in a hug from behind him. "Oh yeah! Let me help you." She gently pulled Rui to the ground, letting herself be taken along with him.
A small, sad expression overtook her features as she said, "I'm super sorry! Was that too much? I just wanted you to have fun!"
Rui, now curled in a ball on the ground, was still recovering from his own laughter "Noho! Nohot at all! I just- hehehe- was hahahaving trouble stahahnding,"
“Ohhh! So can I keep making you laugh now that you're laying down?” Emu’s excited smile returned instantly. She seemed to bounce up and down as she impatienty waited for an answer.
She seemed so happy and eager, she was all but glowing. Rui had no choice but to submit to her for the pure sake of getting to see her bright smile. No other reason. None at all.
He feigned a confident, carefree smile and tucked his hands behind his head, as if to get comfortable, fully aware of the opportunities the action opened up to his fellow performer. “If you'd like,” He smirked, “But there's no telling whether or not I might want revehehehehnge! Wait, hehehe! Ehehemu!”
The girl immediately began to squeeze up and down Rui’s sides. “Squish! Squish!” She enunciated each squeeze with a small sound effect to accompany Rui’s own squeaks and yelps.
Rui instinctively grabbed at her hands and rocked side to side every time Emu came close to his ticklish midsection, but short on control of his limbs, kept missing, resulting in an adorable flurry of flailing arms. He flung his body back and forth before finally gaining the momentum and courage to flip himself over and attempt to roll away.
His escape could only have been less effective if he were glued to the floor. Emu easily crawled back over to him and with her usual bubbly energy, gasped and exclaimed, “Rui’s being a tickly roly poly! Stay still roly poly!” To prove her point, she sat right on his thighs and began to drill circles right into his hips.
The poor inventor was lost in his own mirthful shrieks at the silly words and playful touch, only made worse by the smaller girl’s continued teasing. “Look at the alchemist's smile! It’s so cute! Dut, dut, dut! Your hips have so many laughs trapped in them! Be free, laughs!”
And free they were as the room was filled with the happy, helpless noises that were so distinctly Rui. His natural laughter, so unlike the controlled and smug chuckles he frequently gave, was wheezy and nasally in a way that Nene could only describe (affectionately) as dorky. It was wild and all over the place, ranging from loud to soft, low and deep to ear-shatteringly high pitched, and sometimes contained the occasional snort. Usually, Rui couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed about it but there was no room in his brain for those thoughts as every nerve and cell in his body was completely and utterly focused on the sensation internally tearing his mind to absolute pieces.
The cold air suddenly brushing over his stomach granted a flinch and shiver as he felt his shirt being gently rolled up to expose his belly to the world, or, more specifically, Emu. The cold was short lived, however, as her warm breath trailed over the skin, somehow producing more goosebumps than before. She inhaled deeply, put her lips directly over Rui’s belly button, and released the entirety of her air supply onto the sensitive spot in a long raspberry. She giggled along with Rui as he threw his head back and laughed with everything he had in him, which, at the moment, was not much.
At long last, the vibrations came to a close as Emu gave one final sweet kiss over his navel, a grin splitting her face when she pulled away. “All done! Did you have a super duper fun time?” She asked him.
“Hehehe! I dihid! But nohot as muhuch as you’re abouhout to!” He smirked dangerously, bringing hands up to her ribs.
He did warn her he’d want revenge after all. And revenge the poor, pink haired girl would receive until they were both filled to bursting with the pure joy of having spent warm, playful time together.
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I feel this is a little rushed erfingdiufgehg but I'm done tweaking it atp so here you go anyways
