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[moonsoaked-tickles]

wolfwood snorts when he laughs and vash squeaks a lot

how I felt when I got this ask

/pos . ANYWAY .

the sillies .,. don't mind it's a little bad and that I used the 1990's versions . it's 2am

[switch-writer]

Giggles in the Wind

A/N: HELLO @tklpilled ! I was your Squealing Santa this year! I’ll be real, I haven’t actually PLAYED genshin impact except for once since Fontaine came out to get Neuvillette, so I was veeeery nervous about putting Genshin into my writing fandoms this year and figured if I did get one of the newer characters, I’d just speed through the game. BUT! I am possibly the biggest Scaramouche/Wanderer fan (other than you) out there! I was so excited when I saw Scara was the character you wanted written for! Ive loved reading your fics, especially with Scara so I was so glad I was able to write something with Scara for all the joy and writing of him you’ve given me and others! I’ve adored writing this fic for you and it was so much fun to come back to after taking a bit of a writing break before this. I hope you enjoy!! Also! Special thanks to our host this year! Our host was very very sweet as all of them tend to be and I want to thank our host for going through all the hard work to get this year of squealing Santa ready, especially with all the issues at first! Our host kept going despite the issues and it’s been an amazing squealing Santa! Thank you again! Enjoy the read!

Word Count: 1610 (before any edits)

Prompts: 1. character genuinely believing they're not ticklish and being proven wrong. 2. character refusing to admit they're ticklish while in the midst of laughter

Summary: After some denial, Traveler helps Scaramouche/Wanderer recall something rather foggy and distant in his memory with giggles and tickles.

Warnings: Tickles

“What—?” The Wanderer sneered upon being asked such a question by this.. silly, stupid… relax. Peaceful thoughts… or whatever the young god of wisdom told him to do… something like that, right?

Scaramouche’s thinking slowly… relaxed. The traveler. Oh the traveler, Aether always seemed to shock him in one way or another, whether it was by perplexing him or just saying something downright ridiculous to him.

“Ticklish.” Aether calmly spoke with a tone as soft as a… feather for lack of a better word.

“…Ticklish. Am I?” Another sneer. “Are you?”

Well… truth be told, Wanderer couldn’t recall if he had ever been tickled, not a memory to connect it with. Ever since he became.. well.. wanderer, some memories were.. foggy. He knew the word, ticklish, yet nothing was clicking with what it actually was. So no way he was ticklish. Whatever it was.

“No.”

The man with ravenette hair chose to deny, surely he wasn’t if he couldn’t remember. Ugh, stupid blurry memories. Sometimes he wished he didn’t just recall those horrible memories of what he’s done and actual positive ones! ..not that there were many.

“…I don’t really believe you.” The traveler spoke rather bluntly, causing Scara’s eyes to widen. “Then why did you even ask?!” He questioned with a rather cold tone, it’s like Aether didn’t think he knew what he was talking about! And… admittedly, Scara didn’t have a clue of what he was talking about, but that only served to fuel his defensive response!

“…I was hoping you’d be honest?” Aether claimed in the form of a unsure statement before adding onto his words. “No way anyone is truly not ticklish…” The traveler seemed to think upon his bold statement.

“…Well maybe I’m the exception. I’m not ticklish.” The anemo user attempted to declare. “Right, right.” Traveler agreed as Scara’s eyes softened as he sighed in relief. “Thank you.” He spoke calmly, his manners taught by Nahida showing through now that he was relaxed. Now he tried to brainstorm again, what was that tickling thing? It couldn’t of been normal, it had to be some weird thing people did that he would probably hate—

“gYAHAA—!” Before the puppet could hesitate or even hold it back, the… rather embarrassing in his opinion, sound left his lips, mixing with some… chuckle? That didn’t feel normal… and memories flew back into his head, no longer blurry or foggy…

Did he really sound like that? Scara cringed upon recalling a few moments back in his past life where he’d be laughing so hard that he couldn’t even think straight! No way he was that t…ticklish—

“EhehAAH—!” His body contours away from the sensation, his neck snapping itself over to face Aether.

No.

He knew that look.

“So you are ticklish.” The multiple element wielding traveler spoke the obvious in a taunting way, although playful. Meanwhile… Wanderer was cringing. Hard. This was so stupid, he thought.. it was so vulnerable, he thought.

“Am not!” He tried to deny adamantly, sticking his nose up. “I’ll have you know that—“ and blah blah blah— yeah yeah yeah… it didn’t go much further than those words before he was tumbling into the grass with the blonde haired boy on top of him, straddling his hips.

“A-Aether!” The ravenette tried to protest as Aether hummed in acknowledgement, lifting his shirt as a wave of dread washed over Scara… oh he recalled that feeling.

“w-wait.” Scaramouche softly spoke, his voice quiet yet gentle. “I-I know what I said… but I.. uh, don’t recall anything about this but that it feels… weird.”

“…Weird?” The traveler repeated as the puppet awkwardly nodded. “Weird..” “pfft— weird, huh?” Aether jokes, but seemed to be considerate of Wanderer. “I’ll start nice, how about that? I’ll let you have a warm up round. Just tell me where to start.” Where to start… he’ll be gentle and kind, what is there to worry about? Aha… erm… where should he start?

“…Hips?” “Oh you don’t want me to start there.” A pant of surprise appeared on Scaramouche’s face as he scrunched his nose. “Wh—?! Fine! You choose then!” And back to the grumpy old Scaramouche from before, he was practically pouting and crossing his arms… perfect!

“Oh Scara, don’t get all moody on me.. I’ll have to tickle all the grumpiness out of you.” Aether smiled softly as his fingers began to spider up his belly. The anemo user practically choked, a loud gasp escaping him as he clamped down his lips, his cheeks puffing.

“…Oh?”

“Mm—! Hmhmhph!”

“Prideful, are we?” The playful words left Aether’s mouth as he shook his head. “You’re gonna get it.”

As much as Scara wanted to say something snarky, he found himself… squirming as the traveler began to wiggle his fingers across his belly again, snifling every giggle bubbling in his throat, his cheeks slowly tinting red in embarrassment and held back giggles.

“Come on, let it out… you know you want tooo…” cooed Aether. “hmm… what would make the big bad grumpy wanderer laugh…” he mused out loud as he drummed his fingers on the ravenette’s belly, causing a wobbly smile to appear on his face.

And suddenly, the blonde gasped. “I know exactly what would!” Inspiration struck… or at least he pretended it did for dramatic effect.

Scara hesitated. “W-Wha? What are you doing—“ he felt the fastest skitters behind his knee he could ever recall, a loud squawk escaping him as he desperately stomped his sandals on the floor, his cheeks puffing as he desperately tried to keep his giggles in. Surely he’d let out a little giggle?

“Darn… I would’ve thought that’d get all the giggles.” Aether loudly sighed in an attempt to get a giggle. Nothing. Sheesh, he was harder to crack than he thought… wait! Aether kept scribbling and teasing behind Wanderer’s knee, as his other hand snuck all the way back up to his ribs… and pounced!

“Pfftkk—!”

Aether looked down in awe, Scara’s eyes squeezed shut before he burst into rather free spirited laughter, soft laughter.

“yOHOhohou’re mehEHEHEAN!” Exclaimed Scara, no better insults than that were coming to mind, giggles overflowing from his throat. “Don’t be so ticklish!” Aether teased as his fingers spidered and skittered around their respective areas, his right hand on his ribs finding those fleshy spots between each bone, digging into them as his left hand would slow down, his touch light as a feather before he’d speed up once again, driving the puppet mad with sensation.

“I’m—! N-nghhh—! N-NOHohot tihihihicklish—!” He fibbed through giggles stubbornly, refusing to admit it.

“You aren’t—?” Aether narrowed his eyes, skeptical and clearly onto his lie… yet, with all his pride, he claimed with his chest.

“I’m nohohot tihihihicklish!” The anemo user spoke through soft giggling, refusing to back down from his fib. Which… opened the door for something even worse.

“You’re not? Fine, fine..” Aether spoke in a dramatic tone, as his body shifted down to sit on his thighs, hands suddenly grabbed onto the wanderer’s hips.. which sparked a brief moment of confusion before… the blonde squeezed his hips once.

“NnnGGHH—!” Scara bit back with everything he could… but Aether squeezed his hip again, causing a burst of giggles. oh no.

Aether finally positioned his hands properly, massaging his fingers into the hipbone as his fingers squeezed and massaged the area, attacking the short(er) man’s nerves, finally getting a fit of that rather sweet and squeaky laughter.

“ehEHE—! Ahaha-! AHA!”

Unfortunately, it also cause Scara to start kicking.. again, but this time, rather uncontrollably, as if trying to buck Aether off his legs.

“Woah!” Aether yelped as he quickly dug into the ravenette’s hips, causing Scaramouche to throw his head back in hysterical laughter, a small snort escaping.

“H-HEHEey! A-AehEHETHER!” Squeaked out Wanderer, his nose scrunching as his smile was brighter than ever as he loosely tried to use his hands to halfheartedly shove the traveler’s tickling fingers away, barely any effort or strength in his push.

“Hm? Yes—“ Aether was cut off as he acknowledged Scara, a frantic giggle escaping from him as his back arched up. Ah, a sensitive spot on his hip… or did his fingers drift back towards his belly? Aether couldn’t tell.

Yet, Scara’s hand on Aether’s wrist never moved as he laughed, his head thrown back with his eyes squeezed shut… red cheeks and those frantic wheezes coming from him before he’d get more air and let out another boyish laugh.

“Wanderer?” Aether softly called as his fingers halted upon hearing the wheeze, tilting his head. “…All good?”

After a few deep breaths… giggles escape again, soft relaxed ones as Scaramouche gave a nod, keeping his head thrown back to just… rest right there… his hands releasing Aether’s wrists as he began to wind down.

“You may be the most ticklish in all of Teyvat—“ Aether teases.

“Sh-Shuhuhut up—! S-Shhh—!” Scara’s cheeks burned red as more breathless giggles escaped, his smile failing to turn downwards into a frown as he laid there…

The breeze blew on their skin, the sun of sumeru shining brightly upon them… adding to the peacefulness of it all.

“…Do you want more?” The traveler teased.

“Ohoho shuhut up!” Scaramouche snickered, shoving the blonde as he finally sat up… and put his hat which had fallen off back on, the small fabric pieces on the back of his hat flowing in the wind as the ravenette stared at the twin from under the hat…

Silence in the wind.

“…So, now that you’ve taught me how it works…” Scara began, his voice mischievous as he cracked a smirk. “…Are you ticklish?”

And came the giggles in the wind once more…

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ok so i have an idea for a candy heart but i can't remember if ive already sent it in or if i just thought about doing it 😭😭 have you already gotten an ask from me

Hey friend! I don’t think so?? I didn’t see an ask from you, so I think it’s safe to assume no! That said, even if it’s a repeat, I’ll gladly take it 🥰🥰🥰 Feel free to send it in!

[synthleeius]

lee albedo im on my hands and knees 🙏 i like the idea that he'll let people tickle him bc its for Science!!!!!!!

"thahats.. strange."

"strange?" aether confirmed with a smug smile, pressing his fingertips into the alchemist's ribs gently. "its science, isn't it?"

albedo wasn't quite sure when his eyes shut, but he opened them anyways to look aether in the eyes as he attempted to explain. "well, not exactly, its more psychological tha-hah.. aether.."

"albedo," he replied, giddiness visible in his tone. never in a million years would he had ever thought he'd be asked to do this. "ohh.. did you mean a little more like this? you weren't very specific when you asked me to tickle you."

"fohor research.." he reminded, giggling softly into his hand as two sets of fingers scribbled down his sides. "ihi juhust didn't thihink it'd behe so.."

"embarrassing? flustering, maybe?" aether finished his thoughts, focused mostly on the other's expression. "maybe you'll think twice before making me your test subject now, huh?"

[ticklishraspberries]

omg could i ask for banana fish hcs??

you absolutely can!! these got so fuckin long soooo they are under the cut, lmfao - tws for vague mentions of ash's trauma

ash has trained his body to be still, silent, pliant, and assumes being ticklish is something he has outgrown, or programmed himself to not be

people have tried, under shitty circumstances, and he has steeled his gaze, smirked, and told them "nice try" on a good day - on a bad day, he just stares blankly

but when eiji comes around, he quickly realizes that not all touch needs to be blocked out; he doesn't need to protect himself from this

eiji is terribly ticklish, and terrible at hiding it, too

maybe shorter grabs him a certain way, or ash is helping him patch up a small wound, but eiji will giggle, pull away, and verbally admit "hey, that tickles!" with his big smile and flushed cheeks

and, ofc, it makes ash melt in a way he has avoided his whole life

eiji has never shied away from touching ash, even though he understands the possibility of a bad reaction - he is naturally affectionate, and drawn to ash in a desperate sort of way

he doesn't even think twice before he tickles ash - it's late afternoon and ash has been asleep for 12 hours straight, and eiji is so frustrated he just does what he would do to his sister and squeezes ash's sides

he's expecting ash to jump, yelp, smack at him, pull a weapon, but ash just giggles and burrows under the covers, mumbling for him to fuck off - best case scenario, really

and so eiji doesn't stop, he just yanks back the blankets and tickles him until ash accidentally kicks him in the stomach - he's apologetic after, but eiji is too smitten with his pink cheeks, bedhead, and adorable laugh to care about the dull ache in his abdomen for the next hour

shorter has jabbed at his ribs or squeezed his knee, but ash would usually just huff and shove at him, never burst into boyish laughter the way he does when eiji tries - shorter is his best friend, he loves him, but he just can't turn off the shield around himself easily

eiji somehow breaks that shield down with a smile, a kind word, and ash is terrified and in love and confused and happy

ash is ticklish in weird places: his neck, thighs, and stomach rarely get a reaction, but his sides, ribs, and armpits do. his feet aren't really sensitive at all, but his ankles and calves are. his most ticklish spot is maybe under his arms, but you're lucky if you can even access them, he's so squirmy. his laugh is loud, boyish, and bright. he never begs, only curses and threatens revenge.

eiji, on the other hand, is ticklish just about everywhere, especially on his sides, stomach, and neck. he giggles, which turns into full belly laughter over time. he begs, pleads, whines, and kicks, despite not really minding it too much.

in a happy au where they run away together and everything is fine, and ash gets to handle his trauma more, i can imagine they have tickle fights every once in a while - over silly things, like waking up in the mornings or what film to watch

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best time of the year 🙏 could i request lee!yuki and ler!haru from fruits basket with "be my valentine" :0

LEE!YUKI AHHH!! Another fandom I haven't written for in a hot minute! I've gotcha covered, Kaz :3 (and kejrajkerkjaj thank you friend TwT <3 )

Be My Valentine: "I know all your weaknesses!"

“Stop.”

“Stop what?”

“You know w-hahaht!” Yuki flinched at another poke to his ribs, throwing him off focus once more. “Haharu! I’m trying to stuhuhudy!”

“You’ve been studying. I’ve watched you stare at that textbook for the last. Half. Hour.” He emphasized each word with a ticklish jab, forcing Yuki away from his desk as he tried to curl up. “Take a break. Play some video games with me.”

“I have a test thohohough!” His words were demolished instantly when Haru grabbed his waist, squeezing gently as he pressed his thumbs into the sides of Yuki’s stomach. “I chahahahhan’t fahhahahail ihiihihit!”

“You’ve been studying nonstop for days; not to mention the test isn’t until Friday. Plus it’s for a subject you’re good at. You’ll be fine if you take a break.” Something warm entered his aloof expression as Yuki squeaked, lightly grabbing at his wrist while he tried to kick him in the gut. “Besides, I know all your weaknesses.”

“Huhuhuhu-AH Noohohohohoohhoho!” The rat all but cackled when Haru switched targets, grabbing his ankle and giving his foot a friendly scratch. “Nohohohohoht thehehehehehere! Geheheheht ohooohohohf, yohohoohu jeheheherk!”

“A jerk? Me? How cruel.” Haru snickered, using his martial art moves to twist himself into an ideal position. He now had his back facing Yuki, his squirming foot trashing in an armlock as he carried on tickling him. “And after all I’ve done was show some concern! My poor heart!”

“Shuhuhuhush! Aheahhahhaa, Hahah-RHUHUHU!” He just HAD to go for the toes, didn’t he! Trying and failing to fight back, he opted to strangle Haru with his own shirt, but his grip was too short and he ended up falling out of his chair. “OHOHOHOKAY OHOHOHOKAY IHIIHLL TAHHAHKE A BREAAHHAKE!”

“Hmm?” Haru looked back at him, slowing his tickles to a gentle crawl. “Promise?”

“Prohohohomise!” Yuki pleaded, his face burning.

Haru studied him longer before nodding, releasing Yuki’s foot as the other boy yanked it back. “Good. I got this new game; it’s about a defense attorney-”

A pillow to the back of the head cut him off. When he turned, Yuki had another one ready to go.

Silence.

“Oh, so that’s how it is?” Haru picked up the pillow with a deadly grin, making Yuki yelp with an anticipated giggle. “Come here, Yuki~”

Send me a candy heart and I'll write a dabble for it!

[synthleeius]

ok little infant baby 🤨

IM 14⁉️⁉️

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WAIT I DONT KEEP UP WITH DEMON SLAYER TELL ME MORE ABOUT HANDSOME TICKLISH MAN

I GOTCHA, FRIEND!

Demon Slayer Spoilers Below The Cut!

So this beautiful disaster (affectionate) is Mr. Hotaru Hagnezuka, a sword maker in Demon Slayer! Character wise- he's a real goof! He takes major pride in his work and swords- so much so that when Tanjiro broke his after two 12 Kizuki (the super bad demon guys) he chased him with knives and basically was all: "I'm not making you swords no more- die!" (Though really it comes from a place of self-loathing; he's a bit of a perfectionist so when his work goes wrong and breaks it hurts him immensely- that and he's just got a wild temper aklerkjaejrkakjer)

He's eccentric and silly and kinda wild in his antics, but he means well and is a great guy in the show! He's equal parts comic relief, equal parts tsudere, equal parts "DIE!!! *chases with knives*

Oh and he's freaking BUILT

10/10 We love to see it! :D