housewardens find out their beloved is ticklish<3 ... , imagines, reactions !
𐔌 . ⋮ riddle rosehearts .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
finds out by complete accident. he isn't too educated in the tickle department; so you're going to HAVE and tell him why you jumped when he went in for a hug.
"what was that reaction?" he would ask with a hint of worry, curiosity getting the better of him unfortunately for you. you simply shook your head and told him not to worry, but he's going to worry. probably ten times worse now that you've said that.
"...you laughed?" he eventually asks, his arms loose around your waist mid-hug and your body froze. "no-no i didn't." Riddle gave you the most unamused look ever, even ace never got a look from him this bad. okay, that's a lie. but still, you were busted.
"you most certainly did...when my fingers touched you her-"
"ahaAHa-riddle don't you dare! "
"stand still—" he grumbles as he struggled to poke at your side once again until he juked you. going in for a left poke only to suddenly switch to the right.
"you're..?"
"riddle, don't—"
"ticklish?"
you yelp softly and hide in the pillow close to you, riddle blinks and laughs gently. not in a mean way—he just adores your giggles and the smile on your face.
he tends to make this a habit when you disobey rules, tease him too much or in a bad mood. other than that, he probably won't tickle you unless you provoke him.
𐔌 . ⋮ leona kingscholar .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
it was just a kiss, a simple kiss to your neck. a gentle, soft peak before heading out for classes ... that was until you let out a high pitched shriek and if he wasn't holding onto your waist you would have been sent jumping a mile.
leona immediately questions you, arching a brow down at you he asks, "oi, what the hell was that ?" and your quick to try and change the subject and wriggle out of his hold, but he keeps his grip steady.
"ah uh, don't run away, what was that noise you just made?" he asks again, but in a now playful, "he already knows the answer." type of playful.
you shake your head, pleading silently for him to let you go as you try and lean away, but his fingers dig softly into the sides of your school uniform and you cackle once―a hand immediately covering your face as you crumble down beside him on his bed.
cue his fingers dance across your ribs as you fall face first beside him, kicking your legs from behind and giggling up a storm.
"oh this is hilarious..."
"leheohona! NoHo—pleEhase!!"
when you tried to look intimidating, he just squeezed your ribs once again sending you tumbling back down into loud laughter.
𐔌 . ⋮ azul ashengrotto .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
it happened while the two of you were cuddling; it was peaceful. the lounge was closed, he and you finished your homework and you finally had your alone with your boyfriend.
with no twins to cause some sort of trouble it mischiefs on your watch, you and azul relaxed for the evening. well, that's what the plan was anyways.
his arm wraps around your waist, fingers gently pushing you closer to his side on the bed and you let out a startled giggle. the touch so unexpected you didn't have time to hide your reactions.
"pardon? did you say something?—"
"nope!"
azul narrows his eyes at you, adjusting his glasses with one hand his free one suddenly skitters up your sides quickly before stopping suddenly—testing the waters.
the laugh you let out solved his mystery and he suddenly smiled, "ah, how interesting~"
you immediately tensed in his arms, only for him to pull you closer to him. "tickling is your weakness?"
"don't...s-sahay it like that!"
suddenly, azul once again lightly wiggled against your sides and you burst out into laughter in his shoulders, unable to squirm away because he follows you—until the sheets were kicked off the floor and azul pinned you down.
"gah—gahaet ohohoff! AhahAHZUL!"
in all honesty, he loves seeing your smiles and listening to your laughter. it makes him feel warm inside and knows he has someone like you, someone who's pure, in his life.
𐔌 . ⋮ kalim al-asim .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
when kalim finds out, he gets super excited. and unfortunately for you, jamil so happens to be in the room but has no intention of helping you.
he knows better than to get involved.
"woah—prefect, are you ticklish?!" kalim chirps happily, a bright smile on his face and eyes sparkling with delight, you couldn't refuse when he asked to tickle you. despite your desperate stare at Jamil, he continued to check over kalims homework as he the housewarden tackles you to the pillows and digs into your ribs.
"nehHaa—nahAH KAHALIM!" you laughed out loud, head tilt back with your hands gripping your boyfriend's wrists but didn't pull away, due to not wanting to upset him.
"but your laugh is sooo cute! why haven't you told me about this before! oh, how about here?"
jamil sighs loudly, over your cackles, and silently wishes kalim would focus on what's important first besides torturing his partner.
"i don't understand how you put up with him like this..."
"FUAACK OFF, JAHAAMIL!!"
"hey! that wasn't very nice! now i'm definitely going for your armpits! haha!"
"NO KALIM, IM SORRY!"
𐔌 . ⋮ vil schoenheit .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
he discovers while fixing your posture, because when is he never? a sturdy hand settled behind your back during tea-time with rook and epel, unfortunately for you, sitting on the opposite side of the couches.
"sweet potato, please. you're going to strain your neck looking up like that—"
"GehehHrk!"
the sound you suddenly let out when his hand makes contact with your back sends everyone in the room silent. your model boyfriend stares down at you with shock, rook simply blinks in curiosity and epel almost spits out his drink.
"i-i'm so sorry—"
"what in the great sevens was that?"
no matter how hard you try and dodge the question, you felt another pair of two fingers poke your ribs and you chopped the air beside you where you feel the arm and look back up to see rook, grinning from the couch across from you and vil.
"my, roi du poison, i fear your beloved may be a little bit-"
"rook, don't you say it."
"ticklish?"
you glared at vil, who finishes rooks sentence before you could take another second to breathe, your eyes narrowed as you scooted away.
"oh don't be like that, straighten your posture and finish your tea. we have our study session in 15 miniues." despite the tone of vils voice, he was simply ecstatic about his new discovery.
he will definitely make sure to test it out later tonight in private in your shared room.
𐔌 . ⋮ idia shroud .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
he found out because you found out about his tickle blog that he ran and he was trying to hard to get you to forget you saw ANYTHING! he isn't the type of person who gives of the tickler vibe, however idia is scary when provoked.
"you-you saw nothing! please, erase that memory from you head!"
"babe, i physically can't—"
"then don't say anything to anyone, PLEASE? only you and ortho know and i can't have ANYONE ELSE knowing!!" at that point, idia found himself straddling over you without realizing, but you were having too much fun teasing him to mention it.
"but im sure azul would love to know his board game buddy is suuuuper ticklish just under his arms and—geahahKA!"
in a hope of something happening, idia pokes your sides with two fingers on each side and suddenly gets a wicked smile. "You were saying?"
"idia..wait...you can't-"
"eh, too late. already am."
when idia finally adds pressure, gently squeezes along your waist, you dissolve into loud laughter as you twisted around underneath him, but he was making sure you were going to keep his secret, otherwise he'll keep tickling you.
well, until he gets too flustered to continue and ends up apologizing into your chest and begging you to never speak of his moment to anyone.
𐔌 . ⋮ malleus draconia .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
he knows what tickling is, he has seen lilia tickle silver and sebek more times then he can count — but he wasn't expecting you, his soulmate, to be just as ticklish.
he asks you what's happened, when you suddenly squirm away from him when his hands wander down your back and sit comfortably at your hips.
"n-nothing! it's nothing!"
malleus blinks, thinking for a moment until he realized what's going on. "ah, ... are you ticklish, my dear?"
you immediately start to panic, seeing the sudden confident look on malleus face, your back is suddenly hugging against the nearest wall while the dragon heir slowly steps closer.
"what—Ah! no, of course not! you just...i wasn't ready for your touch."
"well," he breathes, finally getting back into arms reach with you and smiles innocently, "are you prepared now?"
"i—i dont—wait, mahAhahleeUS! nohoAhha!!"
malleus is completely fascinated by your laughs and snorts, every time you lean away he follows you until you're on the floor with him now holding you close, so you don't hurt yourself by accident.
his fingers wiggle into your sides and you fall into his lap, laughing loudly, malleus intends to keep this memory until the day he parts.
before azul arrived at night raven college, he had practiced his laughter in the mirror more times than he’d be willing to admit.
he perfected it to be short, professional, and sharp in a way where no one could ever tease him for it. the reason why?
his true laughter was horribly messy, riddled with snorts and hiccups, and to be frank, was extremely embarrassing. and so, like every part of himself that he hated, he knew he had to fix it.
and for the most part, the carefully crafted persona, and especially his laughter, had been fooling everyone without much effort. it only took him a week to feel confident that he could make it until graduation without anyone ever hearing his genuine laughter. aside from jade and floyd, of course. but even for them, it was a rare sighting.
that is, until he met jamil, who had knocked him off his feet before the other had even known of his existence. who had looked at him with confusion and subtly hidden annoyance when azul had approached him the first time, after azul had already made a name for himself at the school.
jamil, who he had fallen in love with, and somehow, had eventually learned to return his feelings. the thought of that is still something azul finds hard to grasp.
and ironically, the reason all of this happened was because he had heard azul’s genuine laughter.
it was sometime after jamil’s overblot, and his. the glares or the fearful looks never quite stopped ever since the day he had lost control and his blot had taken over him, no matter how much it seemed like it may. while it wasn’t a feeling azul would have described as great, he reasoned it would be better to be feared than to be made a target again.
he knew that jamil would be receiving the same stares, the same hushed whispers in the hallways, the same feeling of realizing you were being avoided, and a part of azul didn’t want jamil to feel alone in that. for business purposes, of course.
so, azul often would find him, which wasn’t particularly difficult because they had similar classes and he just kept the other company. he never left despite jamil no longer bothering to hide his irritation.
one of these times led them to studying in the library together before an upcoming exam. it was actually quite peaceful, the two of them working side by side, each focused on their own thing. azul quite enjoyed it and he had a feeling jamil did too.
it was a good time to figure out the spring menu for the lounge as well, so he smiled contently as he went back to work.
he didn’t know how long they were there for but eventually, jamil had poked him in the side to get his attention, which.. well..
“hck—!” azul yelped, whipping his head at the other, who had a look of surprise on his face. the situation caught up to azul, who blushed at losing his composure like that, before looking around to make sure no one else heard.
fortunately, it seemed like no one else but the librarian, who was focusing on closing down, was in the library.
“w-why would you do that..!” azul asked, flustered.
“it’s just time to leave. what was that?” jamil said, slowly as he just stared at azul.
“w..what. oh, okay. shall we head off then?” azul smiled, scrambling to pick up his belongings and get out of there so he could come up with an excuse to why he had just yelped like that.
“…”
“jamil?”
the other only stared. it was actually making azul a bit nervous, but he forced himself to make contact. always make contact.
“are you .. ticklish?”
“of course not. let’s go, the library is going to close soon.”
jamil smiled, in a way that looked a bit too sinister for azul’s liking as he reached to poke at azul again. azul dodged it, but that only made jamil look more determined.
was azul in trouble?
jamil had kept trying to poke the other, and he had almost succeeded until a cough came from the librarian, who was watching them clearly waiting for them to leave.
jamil and azul looked down, a bit ashamed, as they finished packing up their items and walked out. they each exhaled and looked at each other before jamil suddenly burst out in laughter. azul wasn’t quite sure what to do. should he laugh too?
unfortunately (or maybe not), he didn’t have to choose because jamil had taken his confusion as an opportunity to squeeze his sides. which.
well, azul was ticklish, okay! so of course, he laughed. and to put the icing on the cake, he snorted. was he going to have to figure out a way to erase memories?
“st-stohop! wahahait!” azul cried, trying to run away, but apparently the idea of him being in a situation like this was appealing to jamil, because jamil viper had started to chase after him.
“why? can’t handle a few pinches to the side?” jamil teased.
“leave me alone!” azul cries, trying to will the blush off of his face, and get as far from jamil as possible.
the problem is that one has horrible stamina and the other is on the basketball team.
it’s not difficult to understand why minutes later, azul is on the grass in the courtyard, being tickled by a very sadistic laughter who is milking in all his laughter.
azul could die, he thinks. in fact, he SHOULD die. but the laughter doesn’t stop and neither does jamil, but he can’t bring himself to tell jamil to stop either. he’s not ready to unpack why that is. another time.
“gaHAHA-hic!” azul laughs, and he meets jamil’s eye, who has a smile on his face. and that’s what catches azul off guard. it’s a real genuine smile from jamil and jamil’s eyes are on azul.
somehow, it makes the touches on his skin all the more sensitive and it’s only seconds before he’s begging for mercy, snorts and hiccups and his messy, rambunctious laughter filling the air.
and he wants to be mad, but how could he when jamil is looking at him so softly. he’s too flustered to try and say anything so he shuts up.
“you should laugh like that more often. makes you look a lot less safety.” jamil says, after a while.
“nonsense. no one was ever meant to know..”
“you’re acting like it’s this huge secret, but it’s just a laugh. a… a…” jamil sounds flustered and azul looks over. jamil is turned away, clearly not willing to meet azul’s eyes. “a really cute one…”
azul wants to giggle like a loser, but instead he pounces on jamil instead. “shall we see yours?”
“nohoho—wait!”
that was the start of their many tickle fights, their feelings, and maybe the idea that jamil knowing his genuine laughter wasn’t the worst idea. it was quite the opposite actually.
Notes: Not kink content, I just think tickling is silly. Also this is really long lol.
Ruggie involuntarily kicks/punches when he’s tickled. He most likely won’t feel bad if he accidentally hits whoever tickled him.
Jade’s the type of person that “decides” whether or not he’s ticklish. Like if a person he doesn’t like tickles him, he won’t even flinch, but if it’s someone like Floyd or Azul, he’ll giggle.
Ace sometimes pokes Deuce’s side in the middle of class just to mess with him. Deuce retaliates by squeezing his side, making him yelp.
Rook has those weirdly specific tickle spots that people are never able to guess. He’d be ticklish somewhere in the middle of his left shoulder blade.
Occasionally, Leona will grab someone and tickle the shit out of them if they stole something of his, or if they lied about something.
Cater also does this too with his clones, way more playfully than Leona. He also tickles some of the Heartslabyul freshmen specifically to get them to do some of his chores.
Kalim unironically yells “tickle fight!!” then gets upset when no one wants to participate.
Idia’s hair glows bright pink whenever someone tickles him, both out of embarrassment and slight happiness. He also has a really loud laugh with snorts mixed in, and will squirm and curl up.
Sebek will try SO hard to convince someone he’s not ticklish since it’s “unbecoming of a royal guard”. He could literally be on the ground twisting every which way claiming he’s not ticklish.
Malleus is ticklish along the base of his horns and along his tail. He actually doesn’t mind being tickled, though he’s a bit shy about it.
One of Azul’s most ticklish spots is his stomach and he hates it with a burning passion. It reminds him of how chubby he used to be.
Riddle gasps every time he feels even the slightest ticklish sensation. Mostly finds it to be an annoying and unnecessary feeling.
Jack melts into gentle tickles behind his ear and his tail wags slowly, or even wraps around the person tickling him. If he’s ever asked about it, he denies so hard.
Epel is the type of person who’ll punch and kick if someone starts tickling him, but unlike Ruggie, he does it on purpose. It gets to a point where it turns into a wrestling match.
Soft tickles make Silver feel sleepy, his eyes will actually start to droop and he’ll lean on the person tickling him.
Trey will sometimes give some a gentle poke if he notices them feeling a little down.
Ortho isn’t ticklish since he’s a robot, but he has memories of Original Ortho and Idia having tickle fights when they were little. He wishes he could experience that too.
Jamil hates being tickled and he WILL push anyone other than Kalim away before they can even get the tiniest laugh out of him.
Grim actually loves being tickled, he won’t admit it directly, but he doesn’t deny it either. Loves tummy rubs and ear scritches.
Lilia tickles Malleus, Silver, and Sebek every once in a while just to see them smile. Their laughter makes him feel warm inside.
Vil’s actually pretty ticklish, but he trained himself not to react to it. He’d rather die than burst out laughing during a pedicure or an outfit fitting.
When Floyd squeezes someone, depending on his mood, he’ll start tickling them too. He thinks it funny watching people wiggle like worms.
Author's Note: Heya @lilaccfeathers! I was your secret santa this year, I saw the Spelldrive Trio™️ as one of your pairings and immediately jumped at the opportunity, I absolutely love getting to write for these three and I had a lot of fun! I also tried out a new way of shifting perspectives as well, and I think it turned out pretty ok all things considered.^^` I really hope you enjoy the fic, happy holidays! 💖 @squealing-santa
Summary: Leona oversleeps again at a Spelldrive training camp, as per usual, and Ruggie uses the opportunity to drag a certain apple loving freshman into trouble with him! Leona doesn't appreciate this very much.
Wordcount: 927
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"Uh, Ruggie-san? Are ya- err, are you certain this is a good idea?"
Epel couldn't help but to question his upperclassman, a hesitant frown of skepticism on his face as they both hovered over their sleeping Spelldrive Captain, who remained blissfully unaware of their presence for the time being.
When Ruggie had first come to him during training camp suggesting they mess with Leona the next morning, he couldn't deny that he'd been more than a little... Hesitant...
As much as he preferred Leona to Vil most of the time, that wasn't to say he was stupid enough to think that his Spelldrive Captain couldn't be just as, if not more temperamental than his own dorm leader at times.
He could actually be pretty scary too in his own right, just not in quite the same way...
Where Vil could most accurately be compared to an icy blizzard when he was mad, Leona was more akin to a raging flame of quiet anger. It would hardly be considered wise to test his patience... The last thing Epel would ever want to do would be to intentionally incite that blazing wrath upon himself.
Ruggie hardly seemed to share in these reservations, however...
"Aawww, don't tell me you're chickening out on me now? What's wrong, you scared? Shyehehe..." the second year taunted him, not seeming the least bit nervous over the potential consequences his little scheme might result in.
Either he was incredibly brave, or extremely stupid... Maybe both.
Why he'd even come up with this idea to begin with Epel had no idea. All he knew was that he'd been remarkably persistent in his efforts to get him to participate, and it was only after a significant amount of taunting and bothering that he agreed.
Sitting here now though, crouching in their shared tent at training camp, while actively planning to tickle their literal apex predator of a captain awake? He was really beginning to question whether he'd made the right decision...
He almost found himself tempted to back out, only to end up caving again anyway when Ruggie began to cluck at him teasingly, an embarrassed flush rising to his cheeks as he whipped his head up to glare at him.
"Ok ok! Fine!!" He growled out, taking a swat at his snickering upperclassman that he unfortunately managed to dodge.
"Ugh! J-Just shut up will ya?! I ain't no chicken!!" He huffed. No one accused Epel Felmier of being a coward, and he never backed down from a challenge!
With this thought in mind, he firmly pushed aside the quiet voice in his head suggesting this was all a terrible idea... After all, what was the worse that could happen? Leona surely wouldn't be mad enough to actually hurt them right?
Probably...
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"Mmmggh..." Leona grumbled in his sleep, twitching a little at the annoying tingling feeling that disturbed his peaceful slumber.
It was still pretty early in the morning by his standards, and he'd been hoping to catch atleast a few more hours sleep before he'd inevitably be dragged out of bed by Ruggie or some other annoying juniors to run Spelldrive drills. It seemed that would not be the case, however.
As his mind reluctantly began to shift towards wakefulness, his body too became more aware, and it suddenly became a lot more apparent what had disturbed him to begin with...
"Wha?! Whahaha?!" He growled out a startled involuntary laugh as he blearily opened his eyes, and there hovering over him were Ruggie, because of course it would be him, and a little more surprisingly, Epel, the only somewhat tolerable person that dwelt within Pomefiore's halls.
"Wakey wakey Leona!" Ruggie snickered, sounding far too cheerful and mischievous this early in the morning, his grubby little hands squeezing up and down his sides, causing him to laugh against his will while Epel was a lot more unsure about it as he scribbled along the underside of one of his knees.
"Wahaha?! You lihihittle-?!" No doubt he'd been dragged into this little scheme by Ruggie, that much he was certain of, but that little fact was hardly going to earn him any kind of lenience, oh definitely not. As far as Leona was concerned?
They were both dead!
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In retrospect, Epel really should've listened to the voice in his head. This had, in fact, been a terrible idea from the beginning.
One minute, he'd been sitting next to his captain's knees and only just starting to get into the fun of tickling him when he heard his raucous laughter, and the next?
He found himself being roughly tugged off balance by one arm. Not by Leona, but by Ruggie, whom much to his insult and dismay was already darting out the tent flap after shoving him on top of their already ticked off upperclassman like some sort of human sacrifice.
"Thanks for being a good decoy Epel, have fun! Shyehehe!" He teased, turning tail completely and rezipping the tent, quite literally sealing poor Epel's fate just as Leona began to recover from the bony elbow that had struck him in the gut.
Oh no...
Epel laughed a little nervously as he scrambled to sit upright, bringing his hands up placatingly as he began to back away from the furious lion.
"W-Wait just a- aaAAH!! Aahahaha nohohOHO!! Leona-sahahahaan I'm sohohohorryyehe!!" As Leona finally pounced on him, and his own frantic laughter bega to fill the tent instead, he made a vow to himself right then and there;
