Art Credit: From the Official Genshin Impact accounts (birthday art)!
Summary: Durin’s too adorable to not tickle :)
A/N: Sorry it took a while! This was very fun to write, and I admit I got a couple of lee moods while writing this, ehe. I’ll reblog some of my research that I did while working on this fic, but for conciseness, I want to give a big thanks to @kaeyasfavonius for lee/ler Durin headcanons, @chibimochii for lee Durin art and a drabble, @wertzunge for fics of ler!Durin, @blobbirobbi headcanon of Durin’s horns, and everyone’s interest in this fic :) As far as I know, there are no lee!Durin fics and I’m the first, so I’m kind of nervous, but I really hope you all enjoy this fic! Without further ado, enjoy reading!~
Word Count: 2861
Also on AO3!
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Albedo was peacefully reading in bed, the warmth of Aether's Sereniteapot very welcome versus the freezing temperatures of Dragonspine. He glanced occasionally at his boyfriend, Scara, who was standing and wearing a blanket over his shoulders like a cape, and their dragon, Durin, who was sitting with a pencil in hand and in deep concentration, his tail flicking occasionally. They were at his work desk while Albedo passively listened, deeply engrossed in his book and only catching strings of their conversations ranging from Akademiya work to battle strategies.
“…show you a defensive technique.”
“Scara, wait. Why does it have to be my neck? I’m kinda scahared…”
Those words and…a giggle? Confused and concerned, Albedo looked up from his book towards them.
“I’m just teaching you how to defend yourself.”
Albedo caught the way Scara snickered to himself as he rolled the chair Durin’s on to a more open area in the room and gently placed his fingers against his neck and cupped his chin, catching Albedo staring, who shrank back at being caught.
“Curious?” Scara grinned, knowing the Alchemist was always curious about everything.
Albedo nodded his head, setting his book aside. “Yeah, what are you doing?”
“You’ll see~”
Scara’s voice was full of mischief, and the twinkle in his eyes made Albedo more intrigued.
Durin was biting back a smile and squirming about, cheeks tinted red.
“Thahat tihickles,” Durin mumbled.
“Well, it isn’t supposed to tickle, so try to keep still,” Scara rolled his eyes.
Albedo could hear the blatant lie in Scara’s voice as Scara was trying his best to keep it together and not spoil the surprise too early.
“So,” Scara cleared his throat, putting on a nonchalant tone. “You have your victim in the chair, right?”
“Mhmehemm,” Durin nodded, shivering when Scara’s fingers brushed against his neck.
Albedo got out his sketch book, outlining a sketch of the two, wanting to preserve the memory while taking notes on the side of what Scara was saying.
“Now, you press down on their neck so you have good leverage. Then, you raise their neck—”
“Pfftahaha!”
Durin instinctively brought a hand to his mouth to hide his outburst of sudden giggles as his wings folded inward to protect himself.
“Didn’t I tell you to keep still?” Scara chastised, trying to nudge his wings away, unable to help himself as he fluttered his fingers over them, making Durin squeal and retract them.
“Scahahara!”
“That’s better. Now don’t make me tickle you again~”
That made Albedo roll his eyes, now seeing where his boyfriend is heading. Though the way his partner is keeping Durin in place is a genuine technique that he will file in his memory to tickle Scara for trapping an enemy.
“Now, where were we?” Scara pondered, tapping his fingers on Durin’s neck in thought, making the latter stiffen as tiny giggles flowed from his mouth. “Ah, yes,” Scara remembered, subtly adjusting his fingers. “Now remember to place your middle fingers beside your victim’s throat.”
At this point, Durin’s eyes were squeezed shut, giggles streaming out of him, face flushed to a similar color to his eyes.
He’s adorable, both Albedo and Scara thought simultaneously before Scara continued.
“And then use your…thumb joint thingies? Those are actually called— Albedo, I love you, babe, but we are not doing a full anatomy lecture right now, to press into the temple area and pull up—”
“BWAHAHAHAHA!”
Whatever Scara said after was lost as Durin exploded in laughter, shrieking and frantically pulling at Scara’s hands while his feet kicked out, almost toppling the chair over if Scara wasn’t there behind him.
“S-SCAHAHAHARA! HAHAHAT GUHUHUY! IT TIHIHICKLES! IT TICKLEHEHESSS! OHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHAWD! AHAHAHA!”
“Oh? It does? I didn't realize~” Scara said, innocently, while he continued tickling him.
Durin’s tail swished rapidly behind him, whacking against Scara incessantly as his wings frantically flapped about and his legs kicked out.
“YOUHUHU SAHAHAID IHIHIT WOHOHON’T TIHIHICKL— GAHAHAHA! YOU TRIHIHICKED MEHEHE!”
“Oh, Durin,” Scara cooed. “It was obvious that I was going to tickle you~ ’…a defensive technique’; Pfft. That was such an obvious excuse for me to tickle you~”
Scara angled his fingers a bit, scratching at a particularly sensitive patch of skin on his neck, making Durin roar with laughter.
“AHAHAHA! NOT THERE! NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!”
“Come on, this is good practice for you to try and get out~” Scara teased. “You can do that, right? Since you are an almighty dragon?”
“NOHOHOHO TEHEHEHEASINGGG!!”
“No? I thought you liked teasing. I would even say you like it as much as you like being tickled~”
Scara smirked devilishly before leaning down and placing small ticklish raspberries on the tips of his horns. That, in addition to the tickles on his neck, made Durin completely fall apart.
Scara looked towards Albedo, who wasn’t looking at him, making him scoff.
“Albedo! I was asking you—”
“Tahahahake thihihis!”
With Scara distracted, Durin managed to control his tail and make it curl around Scara’s waist, trapping him and dipping the end into one of his hip windows and prodding inside, earning an undignified squeal from Scara, who immediately let him go.
In a desperate attempt to gain control again, he gave Durin a bear hug and scribbled over his wings, causing the other to cackle and instinctively give his wings a big burst of energy, flying off the chair and taking Scara with him before heading right directly to Albedo and the bed.
“W-Whoa, DURIN! WATCH OUT!”
“OH SHIT!”
A flutter of bed sheets, pillows, feathers, and blankets exploded from the bed as the two crashed into it.
“Owie,” Durin groaned, taking a punctured pillow out of his horns.
Hearing Albedo groan too, Durin gasped, crawling over to him.
"Albedo! Are you okay?!" Durin cried out with concern.
Albedo gave him a light grin, patting himself down.
"Ah. I feel like 10 million mora. Can't say the same thing about Hat Guy, though," Albedo chuckled, winking at him and gesturing towards a hatless Scaramouche.
“Durinnnn!! What was the plan there!?!”
A grumpy Wanderer pulled the dragon's legs toward him, making him yelp.
“I-I didn’t think that far ahead!” Durin sheepishly grinned, scratching the back of his head before gasping when he felt his arms being raised over his head.
“Albedo?!”
“Finally, deciding you want to join in, huh?” Scara clicked his tongue at the Alchemist as he climbed onto Durin’s hips.
“Mm, he almost destroyed my painting…” Albedo murmured, taking off Durin’s gloves, causing the other to get into a giggle fit.
“D-Dohohon't! Ahahalbehehedohoho! Scahahara!” Durin giggled, squirming around, and his wings flapping about.
“We're not even tickling you, and you're this giggly?” Scara chuckled, looking at Durin’s flushed face with amusement. “Hmm, we have to do something about those wings…”
“No! Y-You dohohon't need toho! Stahahay awahayehehehe!”
Durin giggled, hiding himself behind his wings before immediately unfolding them and letting out a guffaw of laughter when Scara scribbled over his lower abdomen.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. We definitely need to do something about those naughty wings.”
He exchanged a glance with Albedo, who nodded with a knowing smirk on his face, before they instantly were at opposite ends of Durin’s wings, spreading them taut before gently tracing the inner membranes.
Durin clutched his sides with his now free hands, scrunching up his face in squeaky, uncontrollable snickers and laughter as Scara and Albedo giggled alongside him.
Albedo glanced over to his side when he felt something brush against his thigh.
“Hmm, oh. A feather…a feather.”
Albedo's eyes lit up in realization. He picked up the feather and twirled it in between his fingers before calling out to Scara.
“Scara! Try this!”
He showed the feather to him, making the latter widen his eyes and flinch, biting his lip before regaining his composure in an instant.
What was that? Albedo thought to himself, filing that detail for later.
“I like the way you think, Bedo,” Scara said, pulling him out of his thoughts.
Scara summoned Anemo, bringing some feathers to his and Albedo’s side. He could use his powers to control the feathers to tickle Durin, but he’s 100% sure that the dragon would not survive the onslaught. Better suited for a dumb bee, too smooth samurai, flirty detective, or a smart ass alchemist.
Durin was grateful for the break, pulling in gulps of air before starting to giggle once again when he saw the two readying themselves.
“Wahahait! Plehehease! Pleasepleaseplehehahasehehe!! I'll do anythihing!” Durin pleaded, a glint of nervous excitement in his eyes.
“Anything, you say?” Scara hummed, armed with two feathers, one in each hand, hovering them over Durin’s wing.
“Ahahanythihing! Eep!”
Durin let out a squeak when he felt a feather brush on his other wing, looking at Albedo with wide eyes.
“Oops, sorry,” Albedo apologized, the apology not reaching his face as he smirked.
“Hmm,” Scara pondered aloud, bringing Durin’s attention back to him. “Say you’re the most ticklish person in the world.”
Durin bit his lip. There’s no way he can say that! That’s too flustering! He looked between Scara and Albedo before sighing in defeat.
“You’re the most ticklish person in the world. There, I said it,” he finally spoke with an innocent face.
The shock on Scara’s face was priceless that Durin had to break into a sly grin, and Albedo started laughing.
“Don’t laugh, Albedo!” Scara cried out, being pulled out of his stupor.
“Sorry! Sohorry!”
Scara rolled his eyes before turning his attention back to Durin and, without even giving him the chance to react, started swiping the feathers across his sensitive wing, which he was pinning down.
The reaction was instant as Durin was beside himself in laughter, kicking his legs out and arching his back before falling back down.
“HAHAHAHA! WAHAHAIT! GAHAHAHA!”
“You were really asking to be tickled, huh, bratty dragon?”
Despite his protests, both Albedo and Scara can see that Durin was enjoying himself with the wide smile on his face and bubbly laughter flowing out of his lips, while his tail whipped back and forth between his legs.
“I knew you were ticklish, but not this ticklish,” Albedo said in awe, as he swept the feather over the edges of his wing, making the dragon let out a squeak.
“It does, huh~?” Scara asked with an evil grin. “How about here?”
He reached for a spot on Durin’s wing where he knew was extremely ticklish, thanks to the photo Albedo sent him of Klee drawing on his wing, and suffice to say, it was very effective.
Durin couldn’t think straight anymore, much less complete his sentence. He just knew it tickled so, so bad! It was only feathers, too! Why does it tickle so much!?
“Now imagine if Albedo did the same thing on your other wing?~” Scara teased, bringing him out of his thoughts.
He darted his eyes towards Albedo, seeing how he was slowly lowering the feathers in his hands towards his wing, and that was the final straw before Durin finally gave in.
“OKAY! OKAHAHAY! NOHOHO MOHOHOHORE! PLEHEHEHASE!”
Hearing those words, Albedo and Scara immediately stopped and let him go. He instantly curled up, giggling as he hid himself with his wings.
The two of them slowly approached him before hugging him, staying like that for a while, before the door to the room suddenly swung open, and Sethos stepped in.
“What’s going on he—? Oh! Is this a cuddle pile?! Let me join!”
Sethos jumped onto the three of them, making them let out an ‘oof!’ as they fell over. Scara immediately started whacking at Sethos and scolding him while Sethos repeatedly let out ‘I’m sorry!’ trying to protect himself with a nearby pillow. Durin laughed at the scene they were in, and Albedo looked at Sethos and Scara fondly, chuckling under his breath.
“You are an idiot, Sethos! What if we got hurt?!”
“I’m sawry…”
“Don’t. Don’t give me those puppy eyes.”
“You’ll forgwave me? Wight, Scawa?”
Scara’s face was heating up quick and he jolted when Albedo nudged him with a smirk.
“So?”
“Ugh, you all are insufferable! I forgive you, now stop with those puppy eyes!!”
“Yay!”
“You are such a child.”
“Hmm,” Durin hummed to himself, having finally recovered after his two tickle sessions and catching Albedo’s attention.
“What is it, Durin?”
“I was just thinking,” Durin looked towards Scara, who finally left Sethos in peace. “You seem to be quite a tsundere, Scara.”
Scara sputtered as the other two shielded their laughter behind their hands.
“I’m not a tsundere! And where the hell did you learn that word?! Albedo?!”
“Why are you blaming me!? I didn’t teach him that!”
“Sethos!?”
“Not me, honest!”
Scara pinched the bridge of his nose before tackling Durin.
“Ah!”
“Durin, you have five seconds.”
“I’m not telling!”
“Fivefourthreetwo—”
“You can’t count that fa—*one—*hahAHaST! AHahAhAHA!”
“Now tell me where you learned that word or else.”
“NehEHEverrr!!”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you~”
“Wait! Not the— N-NonononoHOHoho!”
As Durin was tickled once again, Albedo and Sethos looked on in amusement.
“I bet 10 mora that Durin will not give in,” Sethos said after a moment. “What do you say, Albedo?”
“You bet?”
“Yeah. The shenanigans Cyno, Tighnari, Kaveh, Alhaitham, and I get into during Genius Invokation TCG can lead to some…interesting bets.”
“I see. I accept your bet then. 10 million mora says he folds.”
“HUH?! cough I-I see someone’s confident.”
“It’s cause I’m a winning man. See?”
He gestured to Scara and Durin, the latter beside himself in squeals, giggles, and snorts as Scara gently tickled his horns.
“Ready to give in, little dragon?~ I know this is your weakest spot~”
“L-Let’s call off the bet and join in instead?” Sethos asked hopefully because he definitely does not have 10 million mora.
“Sure,” Albedo chuckled, making Sethos sigh in relief.
“Ah, look. Seems like we have two more people who want to join in on the fun~” Scara snickered.
“S-Stahahay bahahack!” Durin giggled at the two new lers.
Sethos feigned hurt as he grabbed a hold of both Durin’s palms while Albedo sat near one of Durin’s wings.
“Rin-Rin, that hurts!” Sethos pouted. “I want to hear more of your giggles!”
“He did curse earlier,” Scara recalled, tracing the ridges of Durin’s horns and making the dragon yelp. “He should be tickled for that, don’t you think, Sethos?”
“Our little dragon cursed?!” Sethos widened his eyes in shock.
“It’s true, I did witness it,” Albedo chimed in.
“Durin, you’re so going to get it!”
Sethos started blowing raspberries on his palms, and Albedo joined in on scribbling his fingers over his wings, and with the added tickles on his horns by Scara, the rush of sensations immediately hit him, igniting the loudest laughter yet from the dragon.
Hiccupy laughter and snorts filled the ears of his ticklers, and they felt their hearts melt at how adorable he was as they slowed down before stopping altogether and hugging Durin tight.
“Never change, Durin.”
“You’re so adorable, little dragon~”
“Sigh, bratty dragon.”
A moment of peaceful silence settled over them before Scara spoke again.
“You still didn’t say where you learned the word tsundere.”
All of them could hear the pout in Scara’s voice, making them all chuckle, and Scara’s face burned a bright red.
“Oh, Hat Guy~” Durin teased, wiggling his wing against his side. “It was Kazuha. He lent me some BL to read because I was curious about love, and I found out about that word.”
Laughter filled the room once again, and Durin leaned into Albedo’s hand, who was ruffling his hair.
“Albedo?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m happy to have been born,” Durin spoke softly. “Thank you for making it possible. I’m happy I have a family that loves me.”
Before Albedo or even Scara and Sethos, who stopped after hearing what Durin said, could say anything, light snores and purrs emitted from the now sleeping dragon.
“I’m glad you are here,” both Albedo and Scara said in unison to his sleeping form with small tears in their eyes before snuggling close to him and then pulling Sethos towards them, who was unsure if he should say something and leave.
“You’re part of this family. Stay.”
And stay, Sethos did as a comfortable silence settled over them before following Durin into the land of dreams and sleeping alongside him~
WHY EXACTLY AT THOSE MOMENTS WHEN I DON'T EXPECT IT, DO I GET SOMETHING LIKE THIS?! >//<
Well, just look at this reference...How interesting it looks, doesn't it?..
WELL, NOW LOOK AT THIS...
I...To be honest, I still don't know how to comment on this, except: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"!
Our emotions, anatomy, line, hatching, pose...This time @carrie-tate did a particularly good job! And you can't even imagine how HAPPY I feel, feeling that you tried for me!
Thank you so much again! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD! >//з/< ~♡
‼️THIS IS A DRAWING BY @carrie-tate, SHE ALLOWED ME TO PUT IT HERE!‼️
Ler!Scara who thinks teasing is dumb, he's gonna tickle you. He's gonna skitter into your sides and trace shapes on your back, why tease?
Ler!Scara who learns that anticipation makes everything ten times worse for little lees and suddenly gains a whole new trick.
"is this your offering to your God? your laughter? Such a genuine offer.. I guess I'll have to accept it, and more ofcourse." (He gets super embarrassed if you bring up this comment after btw)
Art Credit: Durin (@thiharess), Wanderer (Official Genshin Art)
Summary: Wanderer frets over Durin after he fell on his tail and discovers something unexpected~
A/N: Oh my God! It's an actual fic with an image!?! And word count and a summary!? Plus an author's note?? Jokes aside, I’m slowly getting back into the groove of writing! Laziness, heat, and boredom are killing me. cries. Hope you enjoy this one! Gotta love our ticklish little dragon! :) I honestly had no idea how to end the fic bc it would've kept going if I didn't stop 😭
Word Count: 1391
Will be on AO3 eventually 🙏 (if it still isn’t there/this isn’t updated in like in a week, lmk)
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“Let me take a look at it.”
“No!”
“What do you mean no?! You landed on your tail! I have to make sure you’re not injured!”
“Hat Guy, it’s fine!”
“Fine, my ass. Come here.”
Scara was fretting over Durin, who accidentally fell on his tail when one of the legs of the chair he was sitting on in the snow at Dragonspine broke. Albedo and Sethos, the latter who came to visit to take a break from his Temple of Silence duties and totally not to avoid them and instead spend time with Albedo, Durin, and Scara, argued about the reasoning for why the chair broke, with Sethos saying it broke because Durin aura farmed so hard, while Albedo explained with science.
“A chair can’t break because the person who’s sitting on it is so cool,” Albedo gestured. “And where'd you learn the term aura farming?”
“Gaming taught it. He's so cool ✨,” Sethos replied dreamily before being serious again. “And really, Albedo? All I’m saying is that when Dvalin in his human form approached, he got a nosebleed after seeing Durin, then the chair broke as Dvalin flew away. They are definitely connected.”
“That is just a coincidence!”
Scara left the two in exasperation as he carried a protesting Durin to Albedo’s hideout, leading to their current predicament.
“Scara, I’m fine!”
“Stop swishing your tail! Let me check!”
Scara kneeled down and grabbed hold of Durin’s tail, making the dragon immediately jolt and quiet down. He began feeling and examining his tail, testing specific pressure points.
“Does this hurt?” Scara asked, gently rubbing the side of his tail.
“N-No,” Durin mumbled, to which Scara didn’t question his change in quiet attitude, continuing with the checkup.
“How about here?” he continued, sliding a finger underneath the scales of Durin’s tail, causing him to let out a muffled noise. “What?”
“Nothing,” Durin replied, biting down on his lip.
Scara took notice of the change in his voice but didn’t look up.
“If it hurts, say something, Rin.”
“It doesn’t hurt. C-Check somewhere else.”
Scara heeded, “Fine. Just stop squirming.”
He lightened his touch much to Durin's ticklish dismay. Durin's tail started to twitch in Scara's grasp, making the latter huff and gently restrain his tail.
“Durin. I told you to keep still.” Scara rolled his eyes and felt underneath his tail. “Does this—”
“Wan! Please! I-It's good!” Durin blurted out, trying so hard not to burst into giggles and wagging his tail out of Scara's grasp.
“Okay, fine,” Scara relented. “Let me check one last spot though.”
Before Durin could say anything to stop Scara, he felt a finger slide against the soft pink tip of his tail, and he immediately burst out laughing.
“Pfft— Ahahaha! ScahAHAhaRA!! NohOHOhoho!”
Scara immediately stopped upon hearing Durin's laughter, making the two settle into silence for a moment as Scara processed what just happened.
Durin tried to tug his tail out of Scara's grasp but to no avail.
“…Are you ticklish on your tail?” Scara asked, breaking the silence.
“No!” Durin squeaked out before squealing when Scara's finger scratched at the sensitive tip of his tail, tickling with more purpose.
“Yes, you are,” Scara cooed, opting to squeeze the soft parts of his tail, making Durin collapse to the ground.
“You could've been more…convincing,” Scara spoke, trying to save face.
“Whahahat dohohoes thahat eheheven mehehean?!” Durin guffawed, hugging his sides.
“Like saying, ‘it was ticklish’, so I would've stopped,” Wanderer lied.
Durin saw through him anyway. “Youhuhu wohouldn’t hahave stohohopped! BWAHAHAHA!” He squealed when he felt something soft and whispy stroke the sensitive skin underneath his scales. “GAHEHEHE! WHAHAHAT IHIHIS THAHAHAT!!?”
Scara hummed, “A feather.”
He then saw the feather along Durin's joining scales, and the dragon crumpled to the ground, trying to swat at his tickler’s arm.
“PLEHEHEASE! SCAHAHA— snort —HARAA!!”
Scara smirked at the little cute snort he made, and Durin knew he was doomed when the extra teasy cooing started.
“Aww, was that a cute snort I just heard, Rin?~ Can you make it again?” Scara teased, adding five scribbling fingers to the soft sensitive spots of his tail.
Durin shook his head from side to side, muffling the sounds leaving him and making Wanderer click his tongue.
“Tsk, who said you can hide those sounds from me?”
Scara reached for Durin's upper ribs, causing the latter to slam his arms down to protect himself, but he fell right into Scara's trap as he felt Anemo bound his wrists together.
“Nohohoho! snrk GAHAHAHA!” Durin now laughed with wild abandon as Scara went to town on his tail. Skittering his fingers here and worming the feather there, but always avoiding the pink tip of his tail until…
“Y’know,” Wanderer started calmly as if he wasn’t teasing and tickling Durin into a flustered puddle. “That little pink tip of your tail could use some tickles.”
“NOHOHOHO!” Durin screeched, frantically trying to crawl away from Scara and even using his wings, but Wan had quite the strength.
“Ah ah ah~ Where do you think you’re going?”
“Please! Scara! H-Hahat Guy! A-Ahanywhere but there!” Durin pleaded, giggles mixing into his speech. “It tihickles a lot therehe!”
“I’m not even tickling you, and you’re already giggling. Does the anticipation of me hovering over this spot of yours get you so giggly?” Wanderer cooed, gently grabbing hold of the end of his tail with one hand and wiggling his fingers above the end, causing Durin to let out little giggles and a whine. “Aww, how adorable~”
Without even giving him a warning, Scara descended onto his tail, and all hell broke loose as Durin let out peals of loud laughter, breaking out of his Anemo cuffs and resorting to pounding the ground.
“PLEHE— AHAHAHAHA! snort NAHAHAHA! I-IHIHIT snrrrrk TIHI—EHEHEHE!” He couldn't even complete a full sentence with how hard he was laughing. And Scara smirked, with a soft smile tugging at his mouth. Seeing Durin all smiley and laughing and full of joy without ever once saying stop— Oh. Oh~
“I haven’t heard you say ‘stop’ yet, Durin~”
“S-SHAHAHAD UHUHUP! NEHEHAHAAHA!”
Scara snickered at that before going back to his inner thoughts. Durin deserved every bit of happiness the world had to offer, and Scara vowed to give Durin the life he himself had never had before and to do it alongside Sethos, Albedo, Kazuha, and with Aether and the rest of his lovers.
The tickling eventually slowed to a stop as Durin lay down on the ground, exhausted, while Scara stood up.
“Thahat was ehehevil, Wan,” Durin pouted, residual giggles leaving his lips.
“Is it really evil, if you loved every second of it?” Scara playfully shot back, laughing when Durin hid his burning face with his wings. “Come here, you silly dragon.”
He beckoned Durin to climb his back, and the latter gladly took the offer, resting his chin in the crook of Scara’s neck and sighing.
“You think those two are done bickering?” Durin asked, yawning as they made their way back up the mountain, his dragon abilities keeping both of them warm along with their body heat.
“Hm, I don’t think so, but they should’ve calmed down a bit.”
“See,” they heard Albedo’s voice first. “I told you the chair won’t break. Come on, this is like the 4th experiment we’ve done.”
“Well, of course it won’t have because I don’t have as much aura as Durin!” they heard Sethos’s voice chime in. “Join me on the chair.”
“Ugh, seriously. Aura is not scientific evidence for—”
Scara and Durin stood dumbfounded when they finally reached the top and saw Albedo straddling Sethos’s lap and hugging him to keep his balance.
Both parties stood there looking at each other for a second before Albedo immediately let go of Sethos and fell into the snow.
“I-It’s not what you think!” Albedo uncharacteristically yelped.
“Sorry, but were we interrupting something?~” Scara wiggled his eyebrows at the two of them, and Sethos spoke this time, letting out a “N-No.”
Durin and Scara laughed before the chair leg suddenly broke, making Sethos land on top of Albedo with an oof! and Durin and Scara started roaring with laughter.
With the four of them together, there was never a dull moment~
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A/N 2: Hope you found the Sethos and Albedo interactions funny ;)
Links to Art: Kinich (@kurizu04), Xiao (@didin_ed), Gaming (@ggelus_), Sethos (@Gnu___isN), Scaramouche/Wanderer (Pinterest), Venti (@thegodoffortune), Kazuha (@pruwinkle), Aether (@suspicious_dish), Heizou (@pruwinkle), Albedo (Pinterest), Dahlia (@rezoeline), and Lyney (Pinterest) [Some artwork I couldn't find the artists of unfortunately]
Summary: Aether’s lovers give him a White Day he will remember forever~
A/N: Happy White Day! Let's assume I posted this on White Day and not a day late ;) I also want to dedicate this fic as a celebratory fic for reaching 100 followers! It's been a long time coming, I'm already at 277 as of me writing this so, thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting me :) Without further ado, I really hope you like this fic! Enjoy!!~ :)
Word Count: 3281
Also on AO3!
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“Why’s it loud in here?” Aether groggily complained to himself as he walked down the hall of his house, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with gloveless hands, eyes widening in surprise when he walked into the living room, where all his boys were talking amongst themselves.
“H-Huh? What’s going on?” Aether asked, bringing his boys’ attention to him.
“The sleepyhead is finally awake!” exclaimed Venti, giggling.
“Look at his bed hair, he’s so cute!” Lyney whispered to Xiao, who nodded in agreement, “He definitely is cute, all messy like that.”
“Guys! S-Stop complimenting me!” Aether whined, a blush rising to his cheeks.
“Oop, he heard you both,” Gaming chuckled.
“To answer your question…” Scara started.
“It’s White Day today!” Sethos finished, yelping when he felt an elbow to his side, grinning sheepishly at Scara.
“White Day? …Oh! White Day is today?! Shoot, I need to get you all something, I’m so sorry! Let me— Wah!”
Aether gasped when he felt Kinich’s digital grapple hook wrap around him and pull him right into Venti’s lap, who cushioned his landing with anemo, the grapple hook disappearing afterwards.
“You are staying here with us, Ae— Ow!,” Kinich huskily spoke before being smacked in the head by Kazuha. “What was that for?!”
“We’re not here to make him horny,” Kazuha answered.
“Come on, Kazu,” Heizou said. “A little horny didn’t hurt anyone— Ack! Okay! Point taken!”
“Kazuha, don’t act so innocent,” Dahlia criticized. “You always take the opportunity to rile us up with those touches of yours.”
Kazuha didn’t reply, but everyone saw his lips quirk upward slightly, making everyone chuckle.
“So, if you’re not going to fuck me stupid,” Aether started. “What are you all going to do to me?”
“I’m definitely in favor of fu— Hahaha! Fihihine!” Albedo crumbled against Scara’s side.
“Maybe later,” Venti teased Aether as he materialized a feather between his fingers. “We wanted to give you our gifts for White Day,” he finished, a smirk playing on his lips, and dragging the feather across his bare belly eliciting breathy giggles and causing Aether’s golden eyes to widen in anticipation.
“Y-You don’t mehehean…t-tihihickling?”
“You’re quick to catch on, Ae~ We are all going to tickle you~ Starting with me!” Venti grinned deviously, his eyes glowing and twirling the feather around, which Aether now knew was one of Venti’s feathers in his Archon form, and those tickled so bad.
The others watched in amusement at Aether’s panicking giggles as he hid his face behind his hands in flusteredness.
“Vehehenti!”
“It’s very cute how you try to hide from me, but I can hear your giggling, y’know~” Venti cooed, dipping the feather into his belly button and swirling it around.
Aether felt the sensation immediately, down to each individual strand as they caressed the sensitive skin there, and he burst out laughing.
“NOHOHOHO! VEHENTIHIHIHI! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES SOHOHO MUHUHUCH!” Aether cried out, bringing his hands down to grab the feather, only for his wrists to be trapped in Venti’s surprisingly strong hold, while the feather moved at Venti’s mental command instead of his physical guidance.
“Venti looks so unassuming, but he’s like really strong,” Sethos murmurs as he watches Venti use his free hand to squeeze Aether's sides, sending a shiver down his spine upon hearing Venti’s teasing. It's supposed to tickle, Sunshine~ Does it tickle here orrrr here? !!! Oh?~ That's a good spot, isn't it?~
“He is an Archon,” Xiao voiced, a blush dusting his cheeks, as he recalled the things Venti had done to him. Hehe, you are squirming quite a lot, Xiao~ You know you can't escape with how much I restrained you, or are you that excited to be tickled?~
“BWAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHA! YOUHUHU CAHAHAN’T DOHOHO THAHAHAT TOHO MEHEHEE! VEHEHEHEN!”
Desperate pleading graced the boys’ ears from their lover as he had the brightest smile on his face, fully stretched over Venti’s lap as more feathers stroked his armpits and his sides.
“GAHAHAHA! I’M GOHOIHIHING TO DIEHEHEHE! PLEHEHEHEASE!”
“So dramatic~ but fineeee,” Venti relented, giving Aether a departing kiss on his lips that took his breath away before handing him to Dahlia.
Aether whined, his face smothered against Dahlia’s lap, before his breath hitched when he heard Dahlia's teasing voice above him.
“What happens if I do this?~”
Aether, who usually is quick and alert, now has the reflexes of a large cryo slime as he was too late to turn around before ten fingers started scribbling over his back.
“Gahehehe! Dahahalia! Ehehehe!” Aether squirmed, but did not fight back. “Nahahat thehehere!”
“You’re so ticklish, Aeth~” Dahlia whispered softly against his skin, peppering his shoulder blades with kisses as he trailed his fingers down Aether’s spine.
“I’m nahahahat!” Aether denied, squealing when he felt a raspberry at the back of his neck.
“No? I think we all think otherwise, especially a certain Yaksha~”
Dahlia winked at Xiao before leaning down and tilting Aether’s face towards his, giving him a quick peck on the lips and letting Xiao take him.
“Nohohoho,” Aether giggled weakly, lightly beating at Xiao’s chest.
Xiao took that as a chance to kiss his cheek and nuzzled against him.
“Aether,” he breathed in his scent, mouthing light hickeys on his neck.
“X-Xiao,” Aether panted in return, sliding his hands down Xiao’s front as the Yaksha pulled back to look at him.
A twinkle took place in Xiao’s eyes as he asked a question, “Hey, do you like raspberries?”
Aether’s dazed gaze turned into full-blown panic as the look Xiao gave him showed the Yaksha already knew the answer.
“I-I’m too ticklish! Xiahahao! P-Please!” He covered his abdomen in a futile attempt to deter his Yaksha, but Xiao was not having it as he gently pushed Aether’s hands away and brought his lips down to the blonde’s navel and licked teasingly, pulling giggles from his lover before going for the kill and blowing raspberry after raspberry.
Aether shrieked before letting out full belly laughs, halfheartedly tugging at Xiao’s hair and kicking his legs out in ticklish mirth.
“XIAHAHAOHOHO!” Aether howled, arching his back to try and get away, but Xiao followed him, and when he added nibbling into the mix, that was Aether’s downfall.
“AHAHAHAHA! XIAHA—HAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP! I-IT’S TOO MUHUHUCH! P-PLEHEHE— EHEHEYAHAHAHA!”
Xiao let off, hugging Aether’s waist instead and smothering his face against his belly, leaving light kisses in his wake.
“Ehehehehe!” Aether giggled and squirmed as he brought his hands to his face to muffle his giggles.
“Mine mine mine,” Xiao muttered under his breath, getting lost in the noises Aether was making.
“Xiao, we would like to have a turn, y’know,” Kinich looked at him with a challenging look.
Cat-like eyes stared down lizard-like ones before Xiao brought Aether closer to himself.
“Five more minutes,” he finally said. “Whahahaha!?”
He let out a surprised laugh, turning behind him to find Venti sneaking an arm around his waist and pulling him towards Dahlia and himself.
“Nohohoho!” Xiao complained before falling into ticklish mirth at the hands of two teasing lers.
“Xiao Xiao, you are so clingy with Aether,” Venti chastised, going for his back window.
“Allow us to have time with him, not that I complain about this type of drama and getting to tickle you,” Dahlia added, pinning his legs and tickling behind his knees.
While Xiao was getting a well-deserved wrecking, it was Gaming’s turn to give Aether his White Day gift.
“Hehe, I'm looking forward to this!” Gaming bounced up and down in his seat with joy and pulled Aether towards him.
“Please be gentle?” Aether whispered with a soft tone.
Gaming’s eyes softened, and he gently pulled one of Aether's hands to his face and kissed them sensually, rubbing his cheek against it, while his free hand entwined with Aether's other hand, circling his palm.
Aether sighed, letting out soft, breathless giggles as he let his head fall on Gaming’s shoulder.
“No way, since when were you this ticklish on your palm?” Gaming asked in awe, swapping the motions on Aether's hands.
“I gotta hehe keep some secrehets to keep youhu on your tohoes, don't I?” Aether teased, kissing Gaming’s neck, which was in reach.
“Oh, you are so devious, Ae,” Gaming giggled, now lightly tickling both of Aether's palms.
Aether doubled his efforts, blowing raspberries on Gaming’s neck, making the latter surrender.
“Hehe, Happy White Day, Aether.”
“Happy White Day, Gam. Thank you for the gift.”
They shared a sweet kiss before breaking apart, Aether crawling towards Kazuha and Heizou afterward.
Before Aether could get a word in, he was pinned down onto the couch with Kazuha raising his arms above his head, which was laid in his lap, and Heizou straddling his hips, evil grins on their faces, making Aether tremble in anticipation.
“So, you like being tickled, don't you?~” Heizou whispered teasingly, crawling his fingers agonizingly slow up and down his abdomen, making Aether bite his lip and squirm.
“A-As if!” He lied. “And even if I did, n-neither of you can even tickle me to make me l-laugh or even giggle.”
"What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish~” Kazuha purred into his ear, making him squeak and shiver in giddy anticipation, widening his eyes and shaking his head rapidly when he felt the ronin tie his wrists with his scarf.
“Aww, look at him, Kazu! Squirming like a fish out of water~”
“It is quite cute~”
Aether looked up at them with an anxious grin, “P-Pleasehe!”
Aether felt his heart drop when a giggle slipped through his defenses, and the smirks they gave him made his stomach flip. He knew his fate was sealed, especially when Kazuha placed his hands on both his armpits, and Heizou stilled the gliding of his fingers.
He squirmed even more in response, tugging at his bonds and his giggles increasing the longer they stayed still.
Heizou and Kazuha exchanged a quick glance before leaning down towards Aether's ears and cooing, “The panic is adorable~”
With that, they dug in, making Aether scream in laughter. Heizou was clawing at Aether’s belly and squeezing his sides, while Kazuha vibrated his fingers in his armpits.
“OHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHAD! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES! IHIHIT TIHICKLEHEHES! IHIHIT TIHIHIAHAHACKLEHEHEHESSSS!” Aether laughed boisterously, bucking his hips so hard that Heizou was almost thrown off.
“Dang, he got that hip strength,” Sethos chuckled, making Kinich and Lyney look away as a bright shade of red painted their cheeks.
“So what was that of not being able to make you laugh or even giggle?~” Kazuha teased, massaging right in the center of his armpits.
“Sorry doesn’t make it better, my love~” Kazuha winked at Heizou.
“You can take a little more, can you?~” Heizou chuckled, winking back at Kazuha.
“KAHEHEHEDEHEHERAHA! SHIHIHKAHANOHOHIHIHIN!”
“Aww, he’s using our first names, how cute~”
Aether was ultimately tickled to tears by the time the two were done with him, kissing him sensually before leaving him a hiccuping, giggling mess in Albedo’s lap.
“Look how red you are,” Albedo chuckled. “How adorable~”
“Dohohon’t tehehease mehe,” the blonde whined into his lap.
“No? I thought you liked teasing?” The alchemist quirked an eyebrow at him, massaging the ticklish sensations away, only to wiggle a finger at certain spots to ignite a tingling ticklishness that spread throughout his lover's body.
“I-I do…but— Behehedo! You sneheheaky, hahaha!”
“Sorry, Ae, but I can't help myself with how addicting your laughter is~” Albedo chuckled, running his fingers underneath Aether's chin, making his love lean into the touch despite it tickling a little.
“Mmmnn,” Aether purred, breathy giggles breaking through once in a while as Albedo caressed the sides of his neck and the back of his ears before ending it with a captivating kiss on his lips.
“He's all yours, Scar.”
“Finally, took you long enough,” Scara rolled his eyes, taking Aether for himself. “What shall I do to you?~”
“I just want a hug!” Aether squeaked upon having Scara pull him into his lap.
“A hug…” Scara contemplated the request before sighing. “Fine.”
He opened his arms up for a hug, much to Aether's surprise.
“Really?”
“I'll close my arms if you don't come.”
Aether didn't need to be told twice as he snuggled into Scara's embrace, Scara's arms closing around him before he felt light prodding at his ribs.
“Whahahahait! Nohoho!” Aether wiggled, making a lukewarm effort to get out.
“You honestly believed I would just hug you without tickling you?” Scara asked, amused. “You are quite naive, Ae~”
Scara grinned, capturing Aether's lips in his and kissing him softly, while his index fingers made a circular motion on each of Aether's ribs as he drank in the bright giggles of the blonde.
“You're lucky that Kazu and Hei tickled you a lot or else I would've done the same, perhaps even more than them~” Scara whispered in between kisses. “A shame, I guess I have to ruin Seth,” he looked up at Sethos, who looked dumbfounded, before sighing, accepting his fate after all this is over.
Scara spent a couple more minutes on hugging and tickling Aether, cooing soft nothings into his ear before whispering an I love you and giving him to Sethos.
“You are always so radiant every time I'm graced in your presence,” Sethos smiles, placing a chaste kiss on the edge of Aether's lips.
Aether needily chased Sethos’s lips, as the leader of the Temple of Silence endearingly chuckled at him and gently pushed Aether down onto the couch, straddling his thighs.
“Let me kiss you,” Aether pouted, but was only met with a finger on his lips.
Sethos laughed, “You’ll get what you want, Ae. Let me give you my White Day gift first, ya? Hip tickles~” he winked at him.
Aether felt a delightful shiver down his spine, a nervous smile forming on his face as he looked up at Sethos, trembling.
“Y-You knohohow my hihips arehe a bahad plahacehe!” Aether giggled, turning away from Sethos, only to gulp when he saw the rest of his lovers grinning at him. Xiao’s a bit lopsided because he was just recently destroyed.
“I haven't even touched you yet, and you’re giggling this much,” Sethos teased, swiping a finger across Aether’s quivering belly, making him yelp before grabbing his hips. “But I shouldn’t keep you waiting, huh?~”
“Oh come on, you love it,” Sethos and Scara said in unison, both of them looking at each other in surprise.
Sethos continued to tickle him a little bit longer, following Scara’s advice and switching between different spots, though mainly focusing on his hips, before finally relenting and giving Aether his well-deserved kiss and getting off of him.
Aether lay there panting, closing his eyes and laying his arm over his eyes. After a moment, he felt a finger tracing his open palm, making him shuffle his arm away and open his eyes to see a certain magician grinning mischievously down at him.
“My sweet Aether~” Lyney nuzzled their noses together before placing a kiss on his forehead. “Enjoying the attention?~”
Aether smiled, nodding his head, his blonde hair strewn about, making him look ethereal.
“Ah ah, use your words, mon chéri~” Lyney chuckled, wiping a stray strand of hair away from Aether's eyes.
“Do I have to?”
“Mhmm, if you want more kisses~”
“Oh, you are a mean magician.”
Lyney just grinned at him innocently.
“I'm loving the attention…and I do love the tickle gifts,” Aether shyly admitted.
“Aww,” Lyney cooed. “Well, you have me and then our lovely Kimchi to give you our gifts. Kinich, would you want to join me on the stage?”
“I would be more than honored to,” Kinich smirked, scooting over towards Aether and locking his feet in a tight grip. Kinich! Aether squeaked.
“Without further ado, let the show begin~”
Lyney descended onto the undersides of Aether's knees, fluttering his fingers over them, making Aether squeal and instinctively kick out his legs, almost kicking Kinich in the face.
“SohohorryEHEHHEHE!”
Aether burst out laughing when Kinich tickled his feet in retaliation, pulling back his toes to make his feet taut before spidering up and down his soles.
He tried to heave himself forward to grab at Lyney’s hand, but Kinich started prodding between his toes, and Lyney, being the sly magician he is, charmingly dodged his grabbing hands and squeezed his kneecaps, making Aether throw his head back and fall back onto the couch in helpless laughter.
“Too slow, mon amour~” Lyney teased, sliding his fingers up Aether’s thighs with an elegance that had Aether gasping before shrieking upon feeling Lyney massage there.
“Good one, Lyney,” Kinich snickered, but not to be outdone, he dug into the balls of Aether’s feet, raking his fingers along the sensitive skin, and that was the final straw for their boyfriend.
“OKAHAHAHAY! P-PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIT’S TOO MUHUHUHUCH! I-I— BWAHAHAHA! I HAHAD EHEHENOUGH! STAHAHAP PLEHEHEASEHEHE! MEHEHEHERCYYYEHEE!” he surrendered, slamming his palms on the couch repeatedly.
Both Kinich and Lyney slowed to a stop, giving him a quick aftercare session. Rubbing the ticklish sensations away and placing a kiss on either side of his cheeks before pulling away.
All the boys exchanged a glance before they all chorused, “Happy White Day!” with confetti flying everywhere.
A moment or two passed before they heard sniffling from their lover and saw that his eyes were watery, and it wasn't from the tickling.
“Ae, is everything—?” Xiao started, but Aether interrupted him.
“Everything’s fine, it’s just sniffle I never thought anyone could love me,” Aether sobbed softly, tears streaming down his cheeks. “It's so much to take in. Thank you for loving—!!!”
Aether gasped when he felt himself being lifted and placed on the ottoman part of the couch as everyone started softly tickling him and taking turns at kissing him slowly and gently, showing their golden blonde lover how much they love him. Whispering reassurances and declarations of their love to him.
His lips were puckered and swollen at the end of it as he panted, happy tears rolling down his face.
“You'll always be loved by us, Aether,” Kazuha murmured tenderly, the others nodding their heads.
Scara wiped his tears, soothingly rubbing his cheek. “Get those stupid thoughts out of your head. You are loved, no need to dwell on it any further.”
Aether sniffled some more before his breathing evened out and looked at all of them as they looked at him with unbridled love.
“Thank you,” Aether softly spoke at last. “For everything. This is the best White Day ever. Though…”
Aether shyly looked away from all of them.
“Do you know… Are all of you fine with… Y’know…”
They all knew what he was saying and immediately hoisted him up with no hesitation, walking over to the largest bedroom in their house.
“Of course, Aeth,” Lyney snickered softly.
“We thought you'd never ask,” Dahlia ruffled his hair.
“Well, those kisses were a turn on…” Aether trailed off, making the others chuckle.
“We'll take good care of you~” Heizou teased.
They all laughed before closing the door behind them and making love to their golden ball of sunshine~
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Thank you for reading! :)
-Kael
~Risus Amoris~
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Art: Fall 2025 Hoyofair (Beyond the Journey by Atokun) and @axstvro on Twitter!
Summary: Scara is working too hard on an assignment, and both Sethos and Durin take notice.
A/N: This started because of a simple mistake on an actual hw assignment I had. And fun fact, I made two simple mistakes that costed me 20 points on my first midterm this Wednesday for a different class and missed out on getting 85% 😔. And I have another midterm coming up on Wednesday. Arghhhhh :( Anyways, this fic was just supposed to be a short one, but I got carried away. SethoScara and Durin are just so fun to write! I hope you enjoy and happy reading!! :)
Word Count: 2638
Also on AO3!
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"This is ridiculous."
Sethos, who was sitting cross-legged on their bed inside their home in Sumeru, looked up, along with Durin in his human form, who was having his horns trimmed by Sethos. They caught sight of Scara just in time to see him tossing his pencil across the desk he was working at.
"What's wrong?" Durin asked, flapping his wings in concern and making Sethos let out a squeaky giggle, feeling said wings brush against his stomach. Keheheep stihihill!
"I keep making stupid fucking mistakes on such a simple assignment!"
Sethos and Durin exchanged a glance with one another, knowing it must be serious if Scara was cursing instead of trying to use tame language in front of them both.
"Honey, it can't be that bad."
"It's bad, Seth. Tell me, what does 0.0985 round up to?"
"Isn't it 0.1?" Durin chimed in.
"Yes, it is, and you wanna know what I rounded up to?"
"What?"
"A one. A fucking one. One. Point. Zero. I don't know what's gotten into me. And I even prepped all my work last night to plug and chug the numbers, only to find out I screwed up and I have to do everything over again!"
Scara shoved his face into his hands and groaned.
"Take a break for now, babe. You have been busy for a couple of hours."
"It's fine," Scara said, brushing it off. "I'm almost done. I'll take one when I'm finished."
Sethos and Durin exchanged another glance, skeptical of whether he was actually almost done. Sethos patted Durin's head, letting him know he finished with his horns, and they got off the bed, walking towards Scara.
"What's the assignment you're working on anyway?" Durin asked, flanking the right side of Scara's chair as Sethos flanked the other.
"Making a histogram."
"Histo... Can't you just call it a bar graph like a normal person?"
"Sure, for your simple mind, little bee," Scara teased before sighing at something on his paper. "Okay, you two bugs leave me alone so I can finish my work."
Scara picked up his pencil that he had thrown before and leaned forward on his desk, chin in his hand, and a scowl on his face as he stared at the paper in front of him.
A beat passed before Scara huffed, not hearing any indication of them leaving.
"I thought I told you both to leheheheavehehehe!"
Giggles suddenly broke out from his mouth as he dropped his pencil in surprise, feeling them suddenly tickle him.
Sethos switched to massaging deep circles into the sides of his ribs with his thumb, and Scara cackled, shaking his head from side to side in ticklish mirth.
Sethos and Durin simultaneously grinned, keeping up the tickles.
“Promise you'll take a break, honey?”
“I NEHEHEED TO FINIHIHISH THIHIS! BWAHAHAHA! W-WAIT! PLEHEHEHEASE! NONONOHOHOHO!!”
Scara cried out, feeling them double their efforts. He tried to curl into himself and slide under the table to escape those wiggling fingers to no avail.
“The cat is trying to escape!" Durin laughed, grabbing at Scara's hips and pulling him back.
“I’M NOHOHOT A CAHAHAHAT!"
“I don't knowwww. You do act like a cat~ Coochie coochie coo~”
“What are you going to do about it?" Durin cheekily replied, unfazed by Scara's attempt to scold him, and squeezed his hips in retaliation.
He felt giddy being the ler, flapping his wings in delight as he saw Scara laughing with a big smile on his face. He liked the fact that he was able to get back at Scara for all the times he tickled him, but more importantly, he wanted to bring a smile to his face after seeing him stressed over his work. He looked towards Sethos, who had stopped tickling Scara, opting to let Durin do all the work as he gave him a thumbs up and a grin.
“Try his armpits! Here, I'll lift his arms~"
“DOHOHON’T LIHIHIHISTEN TOHOHO HIHIHIHIM! I’LL TAHAHAHAHAKE A BREHEHEHEAK!"
"I don't believe you~"
Durin stood beside Sethos and delved into Scara's armpits, raking his fingers up and down with vigor, making Scara howl with laughter. He shook in his chair and kicked his feet out, knees banging underneath the table. How the chair didn't topple over or the table flip over was a miracle.
"I knew you were ticklish, but I didn't know you were this ticklish!" Durin said excitedly.
"So if I tickle your hips..." Durin began drilling into his hips with one hand, a sly smirk starting to set on his face. "...and armpits at the same time~" He continued, using his other hand to vibrate his fingers between the junction of his armpit and upper rib. "You're still not—"
Hearing that, Durin slowed to a stop, a satisfied smile on his face, poking Scara's side for good measure before pulling away completely and hugging him. Scara hugged him back, his laughter teetering off into giggles.
Sethos slightly pouted as he watched the two. I would've gotten completely wrecked by him if I even tried to hug him after I tickled him like that. He sighed, sitting on the side of the bed before smiling fondly at the two. At least his love is finally taking a break from his work.
“Since I'm taking a break because of a little someone~” Scara scribbled his fingers over Durin's belly, making him giggle. "Let's go out. We can get ice cream. My treat."
“What's ice cream?"
“It's a sweet, cold treat. You'll see it when we get it. Go get ready so we can head out."
“Okay!"
Durin excitedly got off Scara and rushed to his room, leaving both Sethos and Durin alone.
“You have that communication device that Xiao and Tubby made?” Scara asked, getting up from the chair and stretching as he turned towards him. “I wanna call Albedo."
“Way ahead of ya," he says, already calling Albedo.
He tossed the device over to Scara, who caught it with ease. Said device is called the Adeptalstone, which allows Aether and his lovers to communicate with each other within the Serenitea Pot and outside it, thanks to Xiao’s adeptal abilities alongside the teleportation keys that each of them holds for access to the Serenitea Teapot.
“Hello?" a soft voice spoke, tickling his ears.
“K-Kazuha?!” Scara felt his face warm up and a shiver go down his spine. The ghost tickles of before were still lingering, which was not helping at all.
“Wait, Kazuha!?" Sethos exclaimed in surprise before stealing the Adeptalstone from Scara. "Why are you with Albedo?” He then switched his voice into mock betrayal. "Are you cheating on us with him!?"
Rolling his eyes, Scara snatched the device back from Sethos with one hand and used the other to tickle him. Hehehehey!
“Don't mind him. Are you two done having fucking fun without us?” He drawled out, wanting to tease Kazuha.
Scara heard some choking on the other end and chuckled.
“You two are most peculiar when speaking," an amused voice spoke.
“Well, you should be used to it by now, Bedo.”
“I am, but apparently Kaz isn't, even though he's the one who's always to—”
“Ahem,” Scara cut him off, glaring at the Adeptalstone in his hand, hoping Albedo could feel his gaze through it and at Sethos, who was hiding a laugh behind his hand. Scara then turned Sethos over onto his stomach before scribbling his fingers over his back. Nohohoho!
"What I was going to ask you is if Durin can eat ice cream.”
“Yeah, he can,” Albedo answered, trying to hide his chuckles as he heard Sethos's voice filtering through. "Why? Haven't you fed him ice cream before?”
“Planning to go Plehehehease! get ice cream with him and Sethos. And no, I haven't because Scahahahara!! I wasn't sure if that was safe for him in his little dragon form and didn't want to risk it."
“Oh, well, in both forms, he can eat ice cream. No side effects or anything.”
“Okay, thanks for letting me know. Talk to you later, Albedo. Hehehelp mehehehe! And make sure Kazu has a good time~"
Scara immediately hung up, but not before hearing Kazuha's squeaking voice of protest.
“And now for you."
Scara turned to Sethos, setting the stone aside and smirking as his lover let out sweet giggles.
“Thihihis ihihisn’t fahahair! Whahahat dihihid I doho?!"
“Many things…besides laughing, so laugh my little bee~"
Scara grinned before tackling Sethos onto the bed and immediately drilling into his armpits, leaving no time for Sethos to protect himself, not that it would've helped anyway, according to Scara's inner professional opinion.
“WHY MEHEHEHEHEEEE??"
“Are you really asking me that question?"
“IHIHIT WAHAHAS DURIHIHIN’S IDEAHAHA!"
“You and I both know that's a lie, love. This really must tickle if you're blaming our little dragon~"
Scara proceeded to wreck Sethos, turning him on his stomach and clawing at his back, making Sethos squeal in ticklish laughter. Scara also sat on his waist to keep him in place, but not pinning his hands.
I should just let him struggle. Let him think he can escape, heh~
“YOU'REHEHE SOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!"
“You're the one who tickled me first."
“BEHEHECAHAHAUSEHE YOUHUHU NEHEHEEDEHED IHIHIT!!”
Sethos tried crawling away, doing everything he could with what strength he had in him to push Scara off or even tickle him, but he just couldn't and swore that anything he did, the sensations became more unbearable as his legs kicked out defenselessly.
“BAHAHABEHEHEHE! GAHAHAHAHA!
Sethos felt helpless and did the only thing he could: Bang his fists on the bedsheets in ticklish mirth.
“I’m not hearing a safe word or feeling any true resistance from you. Besides, you're still laughing quite loudly. And I do quite love your laughs so... “ He aims a well-placed scribble at the back of his neck. "Keep laughing for me, will you~"
“NAHAHAHA! MmMNahaHeheHE!"
Sethos tried to muffle his voice, betting that Scara would stop, but…
“Oh little bee~ You can't hide your laughter away from me~”
His honey’s voice was suddenly right next to his ear, whispering, and it sent tingles throughout his body; ticklish tingles that somehow made every touch more ticklish than before.
He burst into frantic laughter as tears streamed down his face. Shaking his head when he felt fingers slide down his spine, wiggling back and forth before going back up and doing the same process over again.
“Tickle tickle tickle my ticklish little bee~"
Sethos desperately wanted to melt into the bed. He was so weak to those whispers and tying that in with being tickled on his worst spot, he had no chance against his lover.
“Your laughter is really cute~”
Oh, he is definitely done for…
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Durin heard Sethos’s screaming laughter and begging as it echoed down towards his room, where he was getting ready, and he gulped as he felt goosebumps along his skin and a faint tingling. He shook his head as he concentrated on getting ready instead, trying to ignore the peals of laughter and shrieks filling the house. After a few minutes, the house fell silent once more, and he had just finished changing. He took a peek around the hall before tiptoeing towards Sethos’s and Scara's bedroom, his tail swishing behind him in anticipation and his wings hugging him as a shield.
He found Sethos sprawled out on the bed, completely destroyed. He was giggling as he tried to catch his breath when he caught Durin's eye.
He opened his mouth to try and warn him, but it was too late as Scara scooped Durin’s hands up with one of his own and gently prodded at a patch of skin right below where Durin's wing didn't cover.
"Oh, it tickles? Well, that's the point, isn't it~?"
Durin’s wings flapped uncontrollably behind him as Scara dodged them with ease, keeping up his attack. However, he didn't catch a sneaky tail wiggling into his pocket near his hip until it was too late.
“Tahahake thahahat!”
Scara’s actions faltered a little before he redoubled his efforts and moved to the inside of Durin's wing, sliding a finger along them experimentally.
Durin let out a gasp, retracting his tail and wrapping it around Scara’s wrist before choking out a giggle and trying to back away. He didn't want to flap his wings, for fear of hurting the other.
“Dohohon’t tihihickle mehehehe snort thehehere!”
“Aww, you snorted. That’s adorable~ Let me hear it again~”
He crawled his fingers to the base of Durin’s wings, and the latter let out a squeal, his wings folding inwards and unintentionally bringing Scara closer to him.
Durin half-heartedly tried to tug Scara’s wrists off of him, but he’s slowly growing weaker by the second.
“Can’t my wittle dragon handle a wittle tickling?”
“SCAHAHAHARA PLEHEHEASE!”
Durin shook his head from side to side, his laughter getting wheezier, and Scara took notice before slowing down to a stop and rubbing the ticklish sensations away.
“Thahank you. You are so good at teheasing! I want to tease as good as you one day!”
Scara smiled at that.
“You will eventually. I know you will, Rin-Rin,” he replied, ruffling his hair. “You have a long way to go before you can reach me, though~” Scara teased, before wiggling his fingers at him. “I will admit, though, you did tease me pretty good today.”
Scara hid his face from him, blushing before letting out a gasp when he felt Durin hug him.
“I did?! Yayyy!!”
“You did, I’m proud of you,” Scara chuckled, tweaking his side.
“Hehehey!”
They embraced each other for a little while until they heard a groan from the bed.
“Can we get ice cream now? I’m hungry and completely tired from being tickled to death,” Sethos whined.
Scara burst out laughing before grabbing his hat from the bedside table and putting it on.
“Shouldn’t Durin be the one wanting ice cream?”
“Well, I want ice cream now, too,” Sethos pouted. “That’s the least you can do for subjecting your helpless boyfriend to tickling.”
“You liked it though~”
“Th-That’s besides the point!” Sethos squeaked, getting off the bed.
“Whatever you say~”
“Let’s get going nowww!” Durin let out impatiently. “I wanna try some ice cream!”
“You heard him, let’s go!” Sethos wrapped his arms around Durin and brought him onto his shoulders, giving him a piggyback ride.
“Ice cream! Ice cream! Ice cream!” Both Sethos and Durin chanted as they left the room.
Scara shook his head fondly, glancing at a photo of the three of them on the dresser and smiling at it.
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Sethos/Scaramouche
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Summary: Wanderer and Sethos hang out, but Scara’s thoughts and uncertainty about their dynamic in the future end up eating at him. Sethos reassures him through convincing means.
A/N: SethoScara!! These two have me in a chokehold and the art and fanfics for these two are amazing. And here is my contribution :) Inspiration for this fic comes from this post. I did my best to retain Scara’s bratty attitude, but I also wanted to show a softer and vulnerable side to him. So, I’m sorry if Scaramouche seems OOC to you all. With that being said, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
P.S. There is a small scene that might be slightly NSFW to some, you’ll see it when you get to it, so you can skip the section until you don’t see any of the stuff you don’t want to see. Can’t reveal too much for spoilers. If anyone’s interested in me writing a smut fic (would be my first!) for these two, let me know! I’ll leave a poll :)
Word Count: 1965
Also on AO3!
Audio Version
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The sky was a mix of red and orange hues as the sun set over the horizon. At the base of a tree outside of Sumeru City sat Wanderer and Sethos. The two of them have grown to like each other’s presence and made the tree their special spot to be with one another.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Sethos spoke.
“You have poor taste in beauty,” Scaramouche answered, making Sethos chuckle. “That wasn’t supposed to be funny.”
“Hehe, I know. I never get tired of your responses.”
“Hmph, weirdo.”
A comforting silence settled afterward before Scaramouche spoke again.
“Why…Why do you keep putting up with me?”
The seriousness in his tone made Sethos look at him with concern.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m a nobody. Someone who tried to become a god. A puppet that was thrown away because they were useless. One that makes mean and snarky comments. Why? Why do you want to be with someone like me?”
A surprised look crossed Sethos’s face.
“Isn’t it obvious? It’s because I like being with you.”
Scara’s eyes widened as Sethos continued.
“I was curious about your mysterious past and kept pestering you until you told me. When you did, I didn’t turn away disgusted or begin to hate you. All it did was make me want to be with you even more.”
Conflicting emotions and uncertainty ran through Wanderer's eyes before they were stopped by a hand on his cheek.
“You dare-” Scara started, making a move to swat Sethos’s hand away before Sethos started stroking his cheek with his thumb. He went quiet as he made eye contact with Sethos who had an endearing expression on his face.
“I'll take care of you.”
I'll take care of you.
A flicker of light is shown behind Wanderer’s eyes upon hearing those words. But as quick as it came, his eyes darkened with uncertainty.
“It's rotten work.”
“Not to me.”
Surprised, stormy eyes met determined, loving ones.
“Not if it's you.”
Those words were an arrow to his heart as tears from decades of sadness, anger, and hurt threatened to fall. The world seemed to blur around him as his senses were solely focused on the man in front of him.
“The things you mentioned are in the past. It's time for you to move on and not let them plague your mind.”
Sethos leaned closer, accidentally making Scara’s hat fall off his head. The latter could hardly care as he felt Sethos comb his fingers through his hair and his breath on his face. Not to mention the soft lips that were barely a millimeter from his own.
“You aren't useless, Scara.”
Sethos’s warm breath hit him in the face as he spoke.
“You aren't a nobody either. Since our first interaction with one another, I was obsessed with you. Your hat. Your past. Your attitude. But most importantly, what hid behind those stormy eyes of yours. And the more I got to learn about you, I began falling for you. I wanted you. I liked you. I love being with you. Your sassy attitude, you calling me a busy bee, I cherished those moments. In my eyes, you are the perfect being and you have a place in my heart. I will go to the ends of the world to fight with you. To be with you. To…love you.”
Sethos pushed forward, softly planting his lips on Wanderer’s. He melted into the kiss, kissing back with fervor as Sethos took the lead.
“Sethohh- mmm~”
Sethos smiled into Scara’s mouth, taking pride in making him fall apart. Taking it a step further, he licked his lips asking for entrance. When he met no resistance and instead Wanderer parted his lips, he dove right in.
“Se- mmph! Mmhmm~”
“Mmm~”
Sethos sucked his tongue, making him roll his eyes in ecstasy as he tangled his fingers in Sethos's hair. Sethos deepened the kiss, gently pushing his back to the ground.
“S- ahh! Mmm~ Aah! Mmphahh~”
“Mmochi~ Hah! Scaraah~ Mmm~ You have hah~ too many ngh~ na- aah~ names~”
They continued their make-out session, drowning in each other's embrace and letting out their feelings for one another.
They broke for breath after some time. Sethos towering over Wanderer with his arms on both sides of his head and the latter laying his head back on the grass looking up at Sethos. His face was flushed, complimenting the pink and orange hues of the sky and Scara couldn't help but reach out a hand towards his cheek, caressing him.
“Beautiful,” he breathed out.
A red tint started to spread to Sethos's ears and a shy smile started to form.
“M-Me?”
“snort. Yes, you.”
He wrapped his arms around Sethos, bringing him down to his chest.
“I hate how you make me feel so mushy inside."
There's no bite behind those words. Instead, love and affection.
“It's my job now, honey~”
“Argh, Sethos.”
“What? You call me a bee, I call you honey. Plus, you are so sweet-”
“I am not sweet.”
“Yes, you are. Especially your taste. Sweet like honey. No wonder I am a bee that is so attracted to you~”
Scara just groaned, his face flushed red. “Where did you even learn to kiss like that?” he asked, changing the subject.
“Oh, that. Heh,” Sethos rubbed the back of his head, rolling off him and laying beside him.
“You know how they say the quiet ones are the interesting ones? I'm far from being quiet, but since being in the Temple of Silence, I tend to be alone in my thoughts a lot and my imagination runs wild. And when I first laid my eyes on you, I never stopped thinking what it would be like to kiss those lips of yours.”
Wanderer’s heart fluttered in his chest, knowing that Sethos was thinking of him from the first time they met.
“And how did it feel?” he asked, turning to him.
“We both know the answer to that.”
“I want to hear it from you.”
Sethos chuckled, facing him. “Alright, if you really want to hear it. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. The moment just felt right. When our lips touched, a pleasant tingling sensation traveled down my spine. Having your lips locked on mine, it just felt like we were meant to be together. Oh! Your moans. Don’t get me started on your moans. They were sweet as hon-”
“Okay, you are just teasing and trying to make me flustered.”
“Maybe~ Is it working?”
“Not even.”
“You sure about that? What's that reddening on your ears?”
“Oh, shut up.”
“Make me.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“What do you think?”
“Oh, you are asking for it, annoying bee.”
“I'll like to see you- ack! Ahahaha! T-Tihihickling is cheheating!”
Scaramouche smirked, hearing his giggles as he tased his sides with ease. “Aw. Sucks to be you then~”
“Wahahait! Nohohoho fahahair!”
Scara draped himself over Sethos, lazily tracing random patterns from his shoulder blades to his neck to his chest and back again.
“Doesn't take much for me to make you giggle, little bee.”
“Hahahaha! Mohohochihi! Gehehet off mehehehe!” Sethos tried to roll around to no avail.
“Hmm, let me think about it,” Scara put on a fake thinking face for a few moments before he began to knead Sethos’s hips making him choke on a surprised laugh. “Nah.” A smug look crossed his face. “I want to do this all day~”
“GAhahaha! Nohohoho! You ahahare- NAHAHAHA! Nohot thahat SPOHOHOT!”
Sethos shrieked as his lover dug his fingers into his armpits causing him to clamp them down.
“You are losing, my love~” Wanderer teased, rubbing deep circles into his lover's armpits causing him to howl with laughter.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Scara said, playing dumb.
“YOHUHU LIAHAHAR! YOU- GAHAHAHA! NOHOHO!”
Sethos squealed as Scara used his thumb to massage his upper ribs.
“PLEheaSE ScahahARA!”
“Oh, my ticklish, little bee. Begging already? We are barely getting started~”
He decided to have a little mercy on Sethos, slowing down, so he could take a breather.
“Thahank youhuhu,” he giggled out.
“I’ll tell you what,” Scara started. “If you don’t laugh for 5 minutes straight, you win the challenge and get to tickle me to your heart’s content. If you lose, get ready to be tickled without mercy.”
“Pfft, 5 minutes. I can handle that. Challenge accepted!”
Wanderer inwardly grinned, his scheme working as he kissed Sethos with passion. Being caught off guard, Sethos quickly recovered, returning the kiss, unaware of the one hand that was inching closer and closer to his side until-
“MMPHAHAHA!”
Perfect.
“Noho! Youhuhu caught mehe off guahard!”
“I win~” Scara cheekily said. “Seems like that was your best… what a pity.”
“You planned that from the start!” Sethos pouted.
He stuck his tongue out towards Sethos. “Bleh, I win and that is all that matters. Come here and give me my prize.”
He lunged toward Sethos, leaving him no time to escape before he crawled his fingers under his clothes and attacked his tummy.
“I’ll geHEt yOUhu bahACK! AhAHAhAha!”
“Keep on dreaming little bee~”
After what felt like an eternity to Sethos of Wanderer skittering his fingers along his sensitive spots and teasing him to oblivion, his lover let up, lying right beside him.
“Mouchehe, you’re a ruhuthlehess tihickler.”
“Heh, that means that I’m still good at it or you are just too ticklish for your own good, or maybe both.”
“Scaraaa.”
They both fell into a peaceful silence as they stared up at the now starry sky, enjoying each other’s presence.
“Sethos?” Wanderer’s voice was soft when he spoke his name.
“Hmm?”
“Your words from before, I wanted to hear someone say those words to me for so long.”
“Which ones? You being sweet?” Sethos teased.
“Sethos,” Scara groaned. “I’m trying to be vulnerable here.”
“Hehe. Sorry sorry,” he chuckled, turning towards him and hugging him.
“I’m talking about when you told me you’d take care of me,” Scaramouche continued, snuggling into his embrace. “How it’s not rotten work to you and how you love me.”
He took a breath before continuing.
“It's all I ever wanted. Someone to say those words to me.”
A shooting star raced through the sky, lighting up his eyes. Sethos saw hope and a new spark of life in those mesmerizing eyes of his.
“I know I’m a bratty character and that’ll probably never go away, but I love you. I truly love you, even if I don’t show it at times. And…and I’ll go to the ends of the world for you too.”
Sethos could see the tips of his ears reddening and he inwardly grinned at how cute he was before going in for a quick peck on the cheek.
“Mochi, I love you so much. You are so freakin cute right now. But in all seriousness, I’m happy that you are in my life and I can’t wait to spend all of it with you. My sweet, honey love.”
“Archons, you are going to be the death of me you mushy bee.”
Sethos brought their lips together for a slow and soft kiss. Knocking their foreheads softly together, both of them stared into each other’s eyes, enjoying the moment before pulling away. Sethos was the first to stand up, grinning from ear to ear. Wanderer shook his head in amusement, picking up his hat and setting it atop his head before reaching out towards his lover’s outstretched hand. They started their way back into the city, hand in hand with fingers entwined.
