Stream Character Relaxing
Summary: After a stream, Philza and Phil meet up outside of the SMP. Literally.
A head cannon, I have is that Philza will pop out once in awhile to see his Irl self, don’t know why.
Notes:
Irl! Phil will be known as Phil
C!Phil will be known as Philza.
Tickle fic! Click off if you don’t like it!
Relationship is entirely platonic! Don’t tag as ship fic!
T/W: Swearing
“Alright, Chat! I’ll see you all later!” Phil smiled, as the chat expressed their excitement for the next stream. Turning off his stream camera. Stretching in his chair, his back would thank him later, taking off his headphones and setting them on the desk.
“Well that was fun!” A sudden voice nearly made the 34 year old jumped. But he calmed down, relaxing and looked over at the avian hybrid, wearing a green white striped bucket hat and green kimono. The red hardcore heart tied around his neck.
“Apologies didn’t mean to scare you.” Philza stared at Phil with a grin, who smiled back.
“Gods…” Phil stretched and flopped back on the bed Philza was on, yawning. “Do you ever get tired?”
“Phil, I’m the character version of you. Of course I do.” Philza nonchalantly responded. Phil looked up, noticing how his character wings, twitched a bit, and the discomfort of Philza.
“You look erm…stressed, you want me to try and preen a bit?” Phil asked awkwardly. Philza blinked, never thought he would hear that before.
“Uh, just be careful.” Philza opened his wings lightly. Wincing a bit as his left one was twitching and wrapped up in a bandage, clearly a bit old since L’manburgs explosion. Carefully Phil took it off, it unraveled, quickly showing a few broken feathers sticking out, the wing began flapping uncontrollably. But Philza winced and whimpered the more it moved.
Phil’s heart nearly broke, the streamer knew it was his character after all, that he created him to be like that but, he didn’t know that it would hit him that hard, he didn’t want Philza to hurt himself.
“Okay, I’ll take care of you’re right wing then try to fix you’re left one later.” Phil stated as Philza nodded.
“Thanks…”
Phil began picking out a few old feathers from the avians back, before taking his hands and lightly traced around the black feathers. Making sure to be careful as possible.
Philza chirps echoed a bit through the room, despite it being light, giggles squeaked through as well. Phil struggled a bit with certain areas, that came a bit harder when he started at the base of his creation wings.
Philza back arched up, a few giggles slipping out. Phil stopped for a bit, before a small smile appeared on his face.
“Sorry Philza, forgot you are ticklish there.”
Philza rolled his eyes. Trying his hardest to stay still. Phil was done in know time on his wings, but he wasn’t done yet. Phil knew one way to calm him down.
Phil scribbled across Philza’s sides, the avian immediately arched his back.
“Ack! Phihihihil! Nohot therehehehe!” Philza squeaked, thrashing a bit to get out of his grasp.
“Oh no you don’t!” Phil tutted, placing his hands around the crowfather and quickly pulled him back, quickly running his nails into Philza’s stomach, smiling at the giggles he got.
“Ehehehehe!” Philza chirped, squirming. “Shihihihihit!!!”
“Daw! Ticklish much?” Phil cooed.
“Yeheheheah!”
Phil lightly traced his fingers up into his neck. Philza lost it, melting down and resting his head on Phil’s chest.
“Heh, you remind me of my position when Kristen got me on stream.” Phil chuckled to himself. Chuckling at the enduring chirps that he got, eventually Phil stopped, allowing his character to sit up and breath.
“Thanks…I needed that…” Philza smiled, ruffling his wings, Phil luckily managed to fix his left one, his wings just needed a bit more time to heal in order for him to fly again.
For a few minutes it was quiet, the pair just talking. That is until a question sprung upon Philza’s mind.
“Phil?”
“Hm?”
“Are you ticklish?”
Phil perked his head up, butterfly’s in his stomach already. “Why?”
“You got me, mate.” Philza replied. “It’s fair that I get you back.”
Phil got a bit flustered at that comment, he has been tickled a few times by Kristin before, even on stream. “Y-yeah, only on certain places is where it’s bad.” He admitted.
Philza smiled. “May I ask where?”
Damn Phil’s heart for being soft. “Erm, neck, sides…I guess the same spots as you, minus the wings of course…and er…I have a ticklish back…”
Philza stepped a bit closer. Sitting on top of Phil’s legs. “Do you mind?”
Phil blinked a few, if it kept the two of them relaxed, he was okay with it. Plus he’s had a long day. Phil pressed his back against the pillow. “Just stop…the second I ask…”
Philza smiled, putting a hand on Phil’s shoulder. “Of course, mate.”
Philza sat on top of Phil’s legs, the ironic part about all of this is that his IRL self was taller than him by about an inch. So this was gonna be fun.
“Ready?” Philza asked, Phil nodded, a wobbly smile already on his face.
Philza immediately scribbled his nails into Phil’s neck. Phil squeaked and bursted into giggles.
“Awe! You have the cutest laugh, mate!” Philza smiled, scribbling the nails across his creator’s neck.
“Nohohohoho!!! I Dohohohoho! Nahahahahat!!!” Phil giggled, shaking his head side to side, to try and hide from the sensations fluttering over his skin.
“You do, and you’re not afraid to show it!” Philza cooed, placing one of his wings and moving it across his neck.
“Ehehehehe! Nohot the fehehehethers!” Phil squeaked, attempting to swat them away with his hands.
Not working really well as Philza scribbling his nails into Phil’s sides, squeezing the black dress shirt quickly.
“GAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO!!!” Phil cackled, bringing his hand back on the bed sheets, throwing his head back as he laughed.
Phil’s laughter echoed the room, with him squirming a bit which Philza didn’t allow, due to his neck and side being tickled constantly to make him crash right back down.
Eventually, Philza stopped allowing him to take a breather. Phil taking deep breaths of air, he was a giggly mess already.
“Ready for round two?” Philza asked, sitting down still on Phil’s legs, his hands on the black shirt. Phil nodded. Philza grabbing the shirt and waited for Phil’s approval. Phil nodded and inhaled.
Phil felt something soft stir around his stomach, right near his ribs and began snickering, covering his mouth with his hands, to prevent anything slipping out.
“Naw, come on mate! I wanna see that smile!” Philza teased, moving his wings around Phil’s stomach, poking around his naval. “You gotta let yourself laugh more!”
A few muffled laughter escaped, at least that’s what Philza could hear behind Phil’s hands.
“I think someone is gonna break~” Philza teased, moving the black wings a bit faster. “Awwww is someone feather sensitive~”
Phil kept his hands around his mouth, a small smile on his face. “Nohohoho! Teheheheheasing!” He said muffled from behind his hands.
“Nawww! Come on! I wanna hear you giggle!” Philza smirked and moved his hands towards Phil’s sides. “Hey Phil?”
Phil looked up, a bit confused. But still kept his mouth shut.
Until the skittering of feathers on his ribs.
“Tktktktktktktktktktk!” Philza teased, as Phil immedidly removed his hands to try and get away.
Too late.
Phil bursted out into high pitch squeals as Philza’s wings scribbled across his top ribs. Philza’s hands moving across his lower ribs amplified the sensations.
“NOHOHOHO!!! EHEHEHEHEHAHAHA NOHOT THEREHEHE!!!” Phil’s bubbly hard laughter broke through, as he squirmed around.
“And the dam breaks!” Philza smirked, smiling at the enduring laughter that came out.
“SHUHUHUHUT!” Phil cackled, before feeling a small poke to his naval. “HAHAHAHAHA!”
“EHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHO ITITS THIHIHICKLY!!!” Phil cackled, a series of snorts bursting out in between as he arched his back up as he layed on the bed.
“Damn, and I thought snorting was Techno’s thing!” Philza cooed, lightly tracing his wings around each bone of Phil’s ribs, wiggling the feathers in between. “You’re really sensitive mate!”
“YOUHOHOHOU! AREHEHE-OHOHONE TOHOHO TAHAHAHALK!!!” Phil wheezed a bit from how much he laughed, attempting to push Philza back didnt help either.
“Rude.” Philza smirked. Pulling out his wings from his ribs and tickling behind Phil’s ears. Phil melting a bit into light high pitched bubbly giggles.
“Ghehehe! Ititititit tichehehekles!”
“It’s supposed to!”
“Hehehehahaha!” Phil giggled, attempting to swat the feathers away, only for them to move faster.
Eventually Philza stopped, removing his wings. Lightly scribbling behind Phil’s ears with his nails to calm him down.
“Gohohohod yohohohour mean!” Phil chuckled, either from the ear tickles or from being tickled was unclear.
“I don’t know, you weren’t saying stop yet.”
“Shuhuhuush you.”
Philza got off of Phil’s legs. Sitting to the right side of him. “You good?”
Phil nodded, sitting up a bit. Philza held down Phil’s legs, placing a hand on his thigh. Given the fact Phil did a sharp inhale. This was gonna be good. Philza scribbled his nails across his thighs.
“NAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Phil squealed. Becoming more with the bed every second, hiccups peppering in.
“Someone has got ticklish legs? How adorable.” Philza cooed, squeezing his thighs a few more times. Noticing how Phil kicked his legs out a bit.
“ShuhUHuhuhut up!” Phil’s laughter went up an octave. “I’ll fuhuhuhucking khihihil yohohohohou fohohor thihihis!!!”
That sentence meant to be a threat, but it was filled with no malice, just bubbly laughter from the streamer.
The thigh tickling lasted much longer than Phil thought, by then he was a giggly mess on the bed, small snorts peppering in.
“Do you mind flipping over Phil?” Philza asked. “Or do you want me to do it for you?”
Phil chuckled a bit. “Yeah, hang on.”
Phil rolled onto his stomach, his face was red at this rate, resting his head on folded arms. His blush turned darker when he felt weight on his lower back. “Gohohds.” He burrows his face into his hands.
“That bad huh?” Philza asked.
“Y’know how bad your wings are?”
“Yeah.”
“Triple it mate.”
“Wow.” Philza smiled, a bit amazed at the information. “You really trust me.”
“Unfortunately.” Phil sarcastically remarked, before giggling as Philza scribbled across behind his neck. “Hehehey! I wahahahahs kihihihiding!!!”
“I know, I just wanted to tease you a bit.”
Philza traced lightly across Phil’s back. Phil squeaked and began lightly giggling, melting to the gentle touch, giggling lightly into his arms, a red blush right on his face.
“Hehehe!!!” Phil chuckled, Philza noticed and smiled.
“Oh wow, you really giggle here.”
“Yeheheah…itit reheheally tihihihickles!”
“Well that be the point mate!” Philza smirked, going back and forth on his upper and lower body.
“Ehehehehahaha!!! I knohohow-thihihickles! It-itit thihihickles!-Hehehe!!! Hahahaha!!!” Phil melted into the light tickling the avian gave him, small snorts escaping his mouth with a small hiccup that would slip out at points.
“You are adorable, no wonder why Kristin married you!” Philza teased, tracing his feathers across his skin, which tensed up in response.
“Shihihihihihit! Yohohou Fuhuhuhuhucking-Hahahaha!”
“Awww! Your so giggly!” Philza cooed, tracing small circles into his upper back, watching as Phil squirmed around, giggling and laughing out curses.
It’s been awhile for Phil since his back has been tickled, Kristin would get into tickle fights with him constantly when they first hanged out. And she would always go to that spot.
Phil thinks it’s a werid one he didn’t know he had, guess sitting on a chair playing Hardcore does something. He could just relax but not prepare for what happened next.
“GAHAHAHA!!! OHOH GOHOHOHOD PHILZA NOHOHOHO!!!!” Phil screamed, as Philza scribbled across his back. Phil squirming around banging his fist onto the bed.
“Jesus, you weren’t kidding.” Philza chuckled, surprised, slowing down a tiny bit.
“GAHAHAHA YAHAHAHA THIHIHINK!!!” Phil squealed, snorts and giggles peppering in.
Philza placed his hands near Phil’s hips squeezing them rapidly, while his wings moved around Phil’s back.
Phil let out a high pitch scream, tears peaking out of his eyes. His laughter came back hard, along with the thrashing. Phil was completely lost in his laughter, from both the squeezing and feathers, he couldn’t handle feathers, and then Philza blew a raspberry right into his spine.
“STOP! STAHP STOPOPOP!!! PHILZA PLEASEHEHEHE!!!” Phil screamed, deep belly laughter and hiccups he couldn’t control escaping from his mouth.
Philza stopped immediately, rubbing Phil’s back as an attempt to soothe the tingling in his system right now. Phil, being a giggly mess on top of the bed.
“Apologies, didn’t know how bad that was for you.” Philza stated, mussing around Phil’s neck and ears while he still can.
“Kristin lohohohoves using it against mehehe during streams.” Phil giggled, relaxing as Philza traced behind his ears. “The chat thinks it’s cute when she does it.”
“Indeed.” Philza smiled, continuing to trace behind the skin, smiling lightly with a small coo at his creators giggling. “You like your ears being tickled huh?”
“Shuhuhut up. Hehehe! Mahahate it tickles!” Phil giggled, leaning his head into Philza’s hand, his fingers lightly tracing across the back of his ears. “Well, that’s the point.” Philza smiled, Phil practically melting, leaning his head into Philza’s ticklish touch, his giggling being light, bubbly and squeaky. “It feels good though right?”
“Yeheheheheah…Ehehehehehe! Hahahaha!”
It lasted a few more minutes, Phil looked like he was going to fall asleep any minute, as he leaned into Philza’s chest, the hybrid continuing to tickle his ears, even moving to trace his back, Phil’s eyes fluttered closed a bit, giggling.
Philza slowed down, tracing Phil’s neck and his back, moving Phil down to lay down on the bed, covering him up with a blanket, Phil giggling when the avian touched his belly and side.
Philza got up and off the bed, leaving his creator a giggly mess. “Well I better head back to the SMP, see ya around Phil.”
“See ya, mate.” Phil commented in a tired voice and in a poof of smoke, the avian hybrid was gone.
Phil sighed and layed down comfortable on the bed, trying to ignore the tingling on his body. He fell asleep after a stream, feeling relaxed. And was sure hoping, knowing his character was as well, in his own ways.