OOC NOTICE- Do not interact if you are under 16. This blog is based around Hazbin Hotel, which is NOT FOR CHILDREN.
STATICLAMB FOREVER
Vox is a 30/70 switch (30% ler, 70% lee), although he's what I like to call 'ler presenting.' This blog takes place after the events of Season Two, but we will assume he was given back his body privileges.
You CAN:
Send SFW asks/teases/PLAYFUL flirts
Roleplay
Surprise tickle attack
You CANNOT:
Send NSFW asks/teases/flirts
Interact if under 16 (you will be blocked on sight)
Make Vox do something (ie, make him do something that tickles when I haven't actively attempted that action)
HC INFO UNDER THE CUT!!
Lee:
Gills: 100/10, even the LIGHTEST touches here SET HIM OFF. Do not combine with other high-ranking spots unless you intend to fucking ANNIHILATE him
Ribs: 9/10, mostly because the proximity to his gills sends him into anticipatory panic, but they're still really ticklish on their own!
Sides and Underarms: 7/10, not as bad but still pretty bad, gets decent enough laughs
Stomach: 6/10, decent enough, cannot STAND the word 'tummy' tho :3c
Antennae, Under and Behind Screen: 4/10, really not that bad, will get giggly, and his antennae and under his screen gets him to utterly melt
Absolutely cannot handle teasing, especially being called 'cute'. Complimentary teases and just generally being sweet to him while absolutely destroying him with tickles is a CRIME. CANNOT say the word unless from a ler standpoint.
Ler:
Will absolutely use threats, death spots and teases whenever he feels it benefits him. He's an egotistical, evil bitch, so if you wanna provoke him, just insult him! It works wonders!
Will go after spots as he learns them but will stick to one if he notices how bad it gets to you.
Tends to use his claws, his cables and electricity are usually an afterthought, for when he's already got you down and laughing
Other useful info: Has three different types of sparking; antennae sparks, when he's flustered, hand sparks, when he's pissed, or full-body sparks, when he's about to completely bluescreen, usually coupled with minor electrical failures in the room
“Awww, you’ve missed me?~” Mirage’s voice chirped from the side where the sheep stood leaned against the wall with a bright smile. A hand was gently placed against his cheek to hide the faint pink blush, eyes crinkled gleefully as they focused in on Vox. Had the lights even flickered this time?
@the-lamb-lee-of-hell
*He jumped a little, slightly startled, but absolutely lit up as he swiveled to see you* No shit, now c'mere! *He held his arms open for you*
Mirage giggled, wasting no time in skipping over to Vox and sitting in his lap. His arms immediately found their way around his shoulders as he peppered the TV sinner’s screen in little kisses, purrs resonating from his chest.
“I. Missed. You. Too!~” he squeaked out in between each little kiss.
Mirage placed one more kiss onto Vox’s screen, happily humming as he pulled back enough to look at him properly. He lightly poked one of his antennae, his eyes sparkling as he cocked his head to the side.
*He sighed, his monitor glowing the slightest bit brighter at the poke* So bored and lonely. Everything went quiet for annoyingly long, and I missed you so fucking much...
“Awww, Vox…” Mirage’s ears lowered a bit before he nestled his face into Vox’s neck with a soft purr, “I’m sorry about that. At least I’m here now, hm?~ No need for you to be lonely anymore.”
Honestly, Mirage could relate to the boredom and loneliness. Every day had drawled on the same as any other, and he’d been kept too busy to be able to pop in for a quick visit like he usually did…it’d been driving him up the wall. Getting to be held by Vox felt like a recharge of energy; something that perked him up more than just a cup of coffee could.
*He let out a soft chuckle, giving you a small squeeze. He found his claws gently combing through your hair.* It's okay, I know you're busy, too, sometimes. I'm just glad you're here now, y'know?
A soft, contented sigh was breathed through Mirage’s nose as Vox’s claws combed through his hair, his tail lazily wagging in response to the sensation. He smiled to himself, closing his eyes to simply relax into the feeling for a moment.
“Mmm, I wish I wasn’t busy. If I could spend every waking moment of my afterlife with you, I would,” Mirage replied, “but alas, responsibilities are what they are…”
*He sighed softly in response* Believe me, if I could go outside, I'd be doing my own coffee runs, and they'd be to your cafe every day... It'd be nice to not have to see it through a camera for once.
“Maybe someday, honeybun,” Mirage said, “people hold grudges for a while, but not forever…so, someday.”
The lamb placed a kiss on the side of Vox’s neck before lifting his head to look at him, smiling softly at him. He, too, felt sad that Vox couldn’t come to his establishment as it was…he couldn’t even imagine how much nicer his days would be if he knew he’d see his beloved during his long work days.
“But as it is…at least the camera is there for you to watch through. Though, I’m sure it gets a little boring, huh?”
*He let out an exaggerated sigh* Not as boring as it is, just... making me want to be there more. God, even from the camera you just look so fucking huggable.
Mirage nuzzled his nose against the edge of Vox’s screen with a soft hum, closing his eyes momentarily as he smiled.
“I’m flattered to hear I still look huggable even through a camera’s lens,” he commented, “I hope you know that I spend practically all day thinking about you till I’m off work.”
However, the lamb didn’t want either of them to dwell on the sad reality of Vox not being able to visit him at his work. So, if anything could keep the mood light…slowly, he trailed his hands up and down the other’s sides, the touch being both affectionate and perhaps a bit mischievous.
“Hmm? What?” Mirage feigned innocence, tilting his head with a smile as he tapped his fingers against Vox’s sides. Goodness, he was so easy to get reactions out of, it was absolutely adorable! How was he meant to resist this?
*His screen began to glow blue at the teasing and he did his best to keep his composure.* N-no, thehere's- there's something on my sihides, a-and you know what it is!
“Hmmm??? What is it?” Mirage’s claws slowly danced up from his boyfriend’s sides, inching towards his gills as he watched Vox’s screen with a devilish glint in his eyes. His smile had grown, and his tail wagged with barely contained joy as he leaned forward to place a small kiss on the bottom edge of Vox’s screen.
“What could be causing your pretty screen to glow such a soft blue, hm? Why don’t you spell it out for me, honeybun?~”
*The smallest of nervous snickers escaped him as he felt those evil fingers drawing closer to his gills, despite how the softness of the kiss conflicted with the anticipatory energy buzzing just under his skin.* Y-you knohow what it is, dammihit!
An excited little giggle slipped from Mirage as his claws quickly fluttered across Vox’s gills, and ventured up to his ribs, skittering over the clothed surface as he nuzzled his nose against the side of his screen.
“Mmm do I?”
The words were almost purred out as he huffed another soft laugh out through his nose.
“Is my darling little shark just so easily ticklish that he can’t keep himself from tittering at just the lightest touches?~”
*The squeal that those evil nails at his gills caused broke the damn, though what would be hysterics quickly turned into bright laughter as you moved to his ribs* Mirahahahage! Dahammihihihit!
“Oh my!! Now, what’s this?” Mirage posed the question playfully, his eyes open wide in mock surprise, and yet despite his best attempts, he couldn’t stuff his grin down for very long. His claws dug in between Vox’s ribs, relentless in their pursuit for more of that bright laughter that brightened up his day.
“Look at you, my darling!~ Already falling apart so quickly?” He teased, lifting his face away from Vox’s screen in order to properly gaze at him.
“Not fair? Oh, how is it not fair?” Mirage’s claws trailed back and forth over Vox’s ribs, eyes crinkled up from his happy smile as he watched his boyfriend quickly come undone from the tickle attack.
“Actually, I think this isn’t fair to me! You see, I can only tickle you so well through your clothes,” he began, jabbing the rounded side of his claws into Vox’s sides, “so, you’re not actually getting the full effect of my vicious tickles, honeybun.~”
A giggle is what Vox received in response as Mirage slowly walked his fingers across Vox’s stomach, easing off from his initial onslaught of tickles even if it was only for this moment. His smile grew softer, his tail wagging behind him as he gave Vox a small peck.
“Maybe I do…it’s just hard to not want to tease you. You’re just so adorable.~”
*Although his own giggles died down, it didn't stop the nervous yet giddy smile on his face, knowing damn well you weren't done. But he couldn't help feeling cozy just from your expression and sweetness alone.* S-so you've sahaid...
“Mmhm.~” Mirage hummed as he paused completely, only so that he could lift the hems of Vox’s vest and shirt upwards to expose his stomach and sides. Afterwards, he rested his hands gently on his sides, drumming his fingers against his skin in a slow, teasing rhythm. Now, he could get properly mean if he really wanted to.
“You know, honeybun, I have a little idea for a game. Wanna hear it?~”
The lamb snickered in response, enjoying Vox’s nervous tittering way too much. Then again, when didn’t he?
“Not really,” he mused, “now, the game is veeerrryyy simple. You see, I’m going to trace shapes with the very tips of my claws against your skin, and you are going to have to guess what the shape is.”
He slowly leaned his face in, remaining only at a bit of a distance from Vox’s screen as his voice dropped to a softer, quieter tone yet it held onto its mischievous tinge all the same.
“And if you get them right, you get your face covered in kisses. If you get them wrong, weeeeeeelll…~ I’m afraid your gills might be in danger of getting tkltkltickled today.~”
*He could see his screen glowing brighter as it casts its glow across your face, his titters growing just the smallest bit louder at the very thought. However, he had to admit, as long as the shapes stayed simple, he could probably do this! ... which probably meant that you weren't going to keep it simple.* I-Ihihi, I guehess I cahan try?
“Awww, great!! I’m sure you’ll do great, honeybun,” Mirage said, his hands slowly brushing over Vox’s sides in an almost soothing motion. A calm before the storm, one could say. The glow from Vox’s screen reflected off of Mirage’s eyes, mingling with the green tones of his irises all the while he felt excitement bubbling in his own chest.
“Are you ready for the first shape then, my love?”
*He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, unable to force the nervous smile off his face. He nodded a bit, forcing himself to regain at least a little composure* Y-yeah, I'm ready...
Mirage hummed happily, taking the very tip of his index claw and began to use it to ever so lightly trace shapes into Vox’s side. His moves were delicate and careful as he slowly drew out the shape of a crescent moon, all the while his free hand softly stroked Vox’s other side using the pads of his fingers.
*He tried to fight the snickering that bubbled up, but it was far too difficult to focus on that and trying to guess, so he couldn't help as it all spilled over. Still, he tried his best to guess anyway... even if the word was escaping him right now* A-aha fuckihihing, uhuh... sh-shihit, the wohohord... Ihihihi- fuhuck it a mohohoon?
A delighted, high pitched hum flowed from Mirage’s lips as he watched Vox struggle to remember the exact word for what he was looking for. On technicality he got it right, buuut…only on technicality. Oh, but could he really be so cruel? It was only the first shape! His claw continued to trace the shape for a few seconds more before Mirage gave a small pat to his side.
“It is a moon, my lovely darling.~ Specifically a crescent moon. Since it’s the first shape, I’ll go easy on you! You passed the first one.~”
Mirage giggled softly, peppering Vox’s screen in small little kisses before he began tracing another shape with his claw. A simple Star, each line drawn slowly over the TV headed sinner’s skin.
*His soft giggles as you kissed his screen turned squeaky as your claw returned to his side. Okay, he could do this, he just had to focus on how your claw moved, no matter how buzzy it made his whole side feel. Five points, but they didn't seem to connect directly? So not a pentagon...* Aha- a stahahar?
Mirage gave a joyous gasp, his grin wide as he moved his hands off of Vox for a moment to clap them together excitedly.
“Oh, wonderful job, starlight!” He beamed, his voice lilting as he used a theme fitting nickname to boot.
“Just look at how good you are at this game! Why, it’s starting to make me think you can keep those evil tickles at bay after aaaaalll.~” The lamb practically sang the last word, his hand returning back to Vox’s side to give it a light squeeze. True it was, he was almost beginning to think that maybe Vox could avoid the cost that came with losing!!
“Awww, no need to whine, honeybun.~” Mirage teased, nuzzling his nose against Vox’s screen before returning back to tracing shapes. This time, he went for drawing the shape of a cloud, his movements just the tiniest bit faster from earlier.
*He burst back into bright giggles again, trying to focus, but... shit. He couldn't tell. Round? Pointy? God, his sides felt so buzzy he could barely tell what was which! He tried to wrack his brain for an answer but the more he tried to focus on the sensations the more he focused on the unbearably light tickles. Maybe he could bullshit it?* Ahaha- a flohoweheher?
“Ooohhh…close,” Mirage began, the tracing being replaced by both of his hands creeping up Vox’s sides towards his gills, “but no cigar.~ It was a cloud.”
His hands paused over the man’s gills, his grin wide and mischievous as his fingers twitched over the awfully sensitive area — a warning for what was to come.
*He let out what could only be described as a nervous squeak, shaking his head as nervous giggles pour from his screen* N-nohoho, nonono! S-strihihike one, plehehease!
“Awww, sorry, honeybun!! But it’s gotta happen!” Mirage cooed before he began to scribble over Vox’s gills, fingers moving from one side of his gills to another without spending too long in just one place. No mercy this time! Really, he’d already been so gracious with the first guess, he can’t just keep delaying the tickles.
*He squealed, which just fell away into loud laughter as he thrashed beneath you. He knew it had been coming, but that never stopped it from being almost too much* FUHUHUCK MIRAHAHAGE! SHIHIHIT!
“Awww, what is it?~ Is my giggle little shark in just the worst throes of tickles, hmm?” Mirage teased, keeping his hands stubbornly on Vox’s gills, each wiggle of his fingers insistent on drawing more laughter out of the poor sinner. He wouldn’t be too cruel, he’d just keep going for a bit more…and then they’d be going right back to the game.
PLEHE-PLEHEHEHEASE! *He managed, trying and failing to double over and protect himself. His antennae sparked with the silly nickname, increasingly flustered by it*
Mirage snickered at Vox’s attempts, a content purr rising in his throat the longer he kept tickling him. Alas, it had to come to an end…
The lamb lowered his hands away from Vox’s gills, and instead focused on stroking up and down his sides soothingly. A small kiss was placed on the top of his screen, and Mirage gave a small, happy sigh through his nose.
“Alright, alright. I’ll let you catch your breath, and then we keep playing. Does that sound good to you, honeybun?~”
Mirage smiled and waited for a few more passing moments, his heart warming up at the sight of his boyfriend still remaining so giggly. He continued his soothing movements through the time that passed, before he stopped and drummed his claws against Vox’s skin.
“Great! Now, what’s this?” Mirage began, and his claw got back to tracing another shape against Vox’s skin, moving slowly and precisely. He went for something more simple again, just a triangle. Three sides with sharp corners, that shouldn’t be hard, right?
“Correct! Good job,” Mirage cooed, smiling softly as shifted the pattern up again. Vox had given him an idea earlier when he guessed wrong, and the lamb sinner couldn’t exactly pass up this opportunity. A circle, multiple round shapes that end abruptly…maybe he’d remember that he guessed a flower earlier, maybe not. All the more fun for Mirage!
*His giggles got a little higher pitched with nervousness. Oh no, not another complex shape. You wouldn't do the same shape twice, right? He had an idea, but he was nervous, because it was wrong earlier, but he had to be correct now, right?* Th-thihis ohone's a flohohower, rihihight?
“Uh-huh!! A lovely little flower, for my lovely, giggly flower!~” Mirage beamed, giving Vox’s face two small pecks before pulling away. He tapped his fingers against his side in a makeshift drumroll, a silly grin splitting his face.
“Now for the laaaaaaaast one!! Aaaand…”
The drumming ceased, and there was a purposeful pause, one to purposefully leave Vox in anticipation for a moment. The tip of his claw was pressed against his skin, and yet remained completely unmoving for seconds until suddenly, it moved upwards. There was a curve, sharp turn into another curve that traveled further down…and then another sharp turn, upwards into the original rounder shape. It was a simple shape to end things off on; a Heart.
*His initial reaction was to try and be a flirt, with how easy it'd be given the shape, but his bubbling giggles made it clear the only one ending up flustered would be him, so he opted for the obvious answer* Aha heahahart...
Mirage nodded, his hand ceasing its tracing, and instead it traveled up to stroke the edge of Vox’s screen.
“Mmhm.~ Because you have all of mine, honeybun.” The lamb replied, his smile softening as he gazed at Vox with eyes full of love. His tail wagged behind him, the soft fluff swishing against the fabric of his clothes as he leaned in and gave the TV-headed sinner a small kiss.
*He leaned into the touch, his giggles dying into a happy hum at the kiss. His response was light and soft, a bit of sweet humor just after giggling his head off* Dammit, that's what I wanted to say...
“Haha, great minds think alike, yes?” Mirage replied as he slowly wrapped his arms around Vox’s shoulders. His attention remained on him, as if he was the only thing in the afterlife worth paying attention to.
Which was true.
“Is there anything you need after all of that? Water, or anything the like?~”
Just you. *He answered simply, his arms lazily wrapping around your waist* I'd ask if you'd believe if I said I just wanna snuggle, but I think after that it's pretty damn believable.
Ex-fucking-scuse you? *He let go of your hands as his darted back under your arms* I'm not the one who's a squealing mess, now am I?
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*a snort is let out as they shake with laughter* NAHAHAHAHO!! EHEHEP GAHAHAHA Y-YOUREHEHE EXCUSEHEHED IHIHIT IS THEHEHE WOHOHORST EVEHEHER!! *They tease through squeals and squirms* FUHUHUCK YOUHUHU!!
If you think insulting me is gonna get you anything other than tickled even more, you've got another thing coming!
“Awww, you’ve missed me?~” Mirage’s voice chirped from the side where the sheep stood leaned against the wall with a bright smile. A hand was gently placed against his cheek to hide the faint pink blush, eyes crinkled gleefully as they focused in on Vox. Had the lights even flickered this time?
@the-lamb-lee-of-hell
*He jumped a little, slightly startled, but absolutely lit up as he swiveled to see you* No shit, now c'mere! *He held his arms open for you*
Mirage giggled, wasting no time in skipping over to Vox and sitting in his lap. His arms immediately found their way around his shoulders as he peppered the TV sinner’s screen in little kisses, purrs resonating from his chest.
“I. Missed. You. Too!~” he squeaked out in between each little kiss.
Mirage placed one more kiss onto Vox’s screen, happily humming as he pulled back enough to look at him properly. He lightly poked one of his antennae, his eyes sparkling as he cocked his head to the side.
*He sighed, his monitor glowing the slightest bit brighter at the poke* So bored and lonely. Everything went quiet for annoyingly long, and I missed you so fucking much...
“Awww, Vox…” Mirage’s ears lowered a bit before he nestled his face into Vox’s neck with a soft purr, “I’m sorry about that. At least I’m here now, hm?~ No need for you to be lonely anymore.”
Honestly, Mirage could relate to the boredom and loneliness. Every day had drawled on the same as any other, and he’d been kept too busy to be able to pop in for a quick visit like he usually did…it’d been driving him up the wall. Getting to be held by Vox felt like a recharge of energy; something that perked him up more than just a cup of coffee could.
*He let out a soft chuckle, giving you a small squeeze. He found his claws gently combing through your hair.* It's okay, I know you're busy, too, sometimes. I'm just glad you're here now, y'know?
A soft, contented sigh was breathed through Mirage’s nose as Vox’s claws combed through his hair, his tail lazily wagging in response to the sensation. He smiled to himself, closing his eyes to simply relax into the feeling for a moment.
“Mmm, I wish I wasn’t busy. If I could spend every waking moment of my afterlife with you, I would,” Mirage replied, “but alas, responsibilities are what they are…”
*He sighed softly in response* Believe me, if I could go outside, I'd be doing my own coffee runs, and they'd be to your cafe every day... It'd be nice to not have to see it through a camera for once.
“Maybe someday, honeybun,” Mirage said, “people hold grudges for a while, but not forever…so, someday.”
The lamb placed a kiss on the side of Vox’s neck before lifting his head to look at him, smiling softly at him. He, too, felt sad that Vox couldn’t come to his establishment as it was…he couldn’t even imagine how much nicer his days would be if he knew he’d see his beloved during his long work days.
“But as it is…at least the camera is there for you to watch through. Though, I’m sure it gets a little boring, huh?”
*He let out an exaggerated sigh* Not as boring as it is, just... making me want to be there more. God, even from the camera you just look so fucking huggable.
Mirage nuzzled his nose against the edge of Vox’s screen with a soft hum, closing his eyes momentarily as he smiled.
“I’m flattered to hear I still look huggable even through a camera’s lens,” he commented, “I hope you know that I spend practically all day thinking about you till I’m off work.”
However, the lamb didn’t want either of them to dwell on the sad reality of Vox not being able to visit him at his work. So, if anything could keep the mood light…slowly, he trailed his hands up and down the other’s sides, the touch being both affectionate and perhaps a bit mischievous.
“Hmm? What?” Mirage feigned innocence, tilting his head with a smile as he tapped his fingers against Vox’s sides. Goodness, he was so easy to get reactions out of, it was absolutely adorable! How was he meant to resist this?
*His screen began to glow blue at the teasing and he did his best to keep his composure.* N-no, thehere's- there's something on my sihides, a-and you know what it is!
“Hmmm??? What is it?” Mirage’s claws slowly danced up from his boyfriend’s sides, inching towards his gills as he watched Vox’s screen with a devilish glint in his eyes. His smile had grown, and his tail wagged with barely contained joy as he leaned forward to place a small kiss on the bottom edge of Vox’s screen.
“What could be causing your pretty screen to glow such a soft blue, hm? Why don’t you spell it out for me, honeybun?~”
*The smallest of nervous snickers escaped him as he felt those evil fingers drawing closer to his gills, despite how the softness of the kiss conflicted with the anticipatory energy buzzing just under his skin.* Y-you knohow what it is, dammihit!
An excited little giggle slipped from Mirage as his claws quickly fluttered across Vox’s gills, and ventured up to his ribs, skittering over the clothed surface as he nuzzled his nose against the side of his screen.
“Mmm do I?”
The words were almost purred out as he huffed another soft laugh out through his nose.
“Is my darling little shark just so easily ticklish that he can’t keep himself from tittering at just the lightest touches?~”
*The squeal that those evil nails at his gills caused broke the damn, though what would be hysterics quickly turned into bright laughter as you moved to his ribs* Mirahahahage! Dahammihihihit!
“Oh my!! Now, what’s this?” Mirage posed the question playfully, his eyes open wide in mock surprise, and yet despite his best attempts, he couldn’t stuff his grin down for very long. His claws dug in between Vox’s ribs, relentless in their pursuit for more of that bright laughter that brightened up his day.
“Look at you, my darling!~ Already falling apart so quickly?” He teased, lifting his face away from Vox’s screen in order to properly gaze at him.
“Not fair? Oh, how is it not fair?” Mirage’s claws trailed back and forth over Vox’s ribs, eyes crinkled up from his happy smile as he watched his boyfriend quickly come undone from the tickle attack.
“Actually, I think this isn’t fair to me! You see, I can only tickle you so well through your clothes,” he began, jabbing the rounded side of his claws into Vox’s sides, “so, you’re not actually getting the full effect of my vicious tickles, honeybun.~”
A giggle is what Vox received in response as Mirage slowly walked his fingers across Vox’s stomach, easing off from his initial onslaught of tickles even if it was only for this moment. His smile grew softer, his tail wagging behind him as he gave Vox a small peck.
“Maybe I do…it’s just hard to not want to tease you. You’re just so adorable.~”
*Although his own giggles died down, it didn't stop the nervous yet giddy smile on his face, knowing damn well you weren't done. But he couldn't help feeling cozy just from your expression and sweetness alone.* S-so you've sahaid...
“Mmhm.~” Mirage hummed as he paused completely, only so that he could lift the hems of Vox’s vest and shirt upwards to expose his stomach and sides. Afterwards, he rested his hands gently on his sides, drumming his fingers against his skin in a slow, teasing rhythm. Now, he could get properly mean if he really wanted to.
“You know, honeybun, I have a little idea for a game. Wanna hear it?~”
The lamb snickered in response, enjoying Vox’s nervous tittering way too much. Then again, when didn’t he?
“Not really,” he mused, “now, the game is veeerrryyy simple. You see, I’m going to trace shapes with the very tips of my claws against your skin, and you are going to have to guess what the shape is.”
He slowly leaned his face in, remaining only at a bit of a distance from Vox’s screen as his voice dropped to a softer, quieter tone yet it held onto its mischievous tinge all the same.
“And if you get them right, you get your face covered in kisses. If you get them wrong, weeeeeeelll…~ I’m afraid your gills might be in danger of getting tkltkltickled today.~”
*He could see his screen glowing brighter as it casts its glow across your face, his titters growing just the smallest bit louder at the very thought. However, he had to admit, as long as the shapes stayed simple, he could probably do this! ... which probably meant that you weren't going to keep it simple.* I-Ihihi, I guehess I cahan try?
“Awww, great!! I’m sure you’ll do great, honeybun,” Mirage said, his hands slowly brushing over Vox’s sides in an almost soothing motion. A calm before the storm, one could say. The glow from Vox’s screen reflected off of Mirage’s eyes, mingling with the green tones of his irises all the while he felt excitement bubbling in his own chest.
“Are you ready for the first shape then, my love?”
*He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath, unable to force the nervous smile off his face. He nodded a bit, forcing himself to regain at least a little composure* Y-yeah, I'm ready...
Mirage hummed happily, taking the very tip of his index claw and began to use it to ever so lightly trace shapes into Vox’s side. His moves were delicate and careful as he slowly drew out the shape of a crescent moon, all the while his free hand softly stroked Vox’s other side using the pads of his fingers.
*He tried to fight the snickering that bubbled up, but it was far too difficult to focus on that and trying to guess, so he couldn't help as it all spilled over. Still, he tried his best to guess anyway... even if the word was escaping him right now* A-aha fuckihihing, uhuh... sh-shihit, the wohohord... Ihihihi- fuhuck it a mohohoon?
A delighted, high pitched hum flowed from Mirage’s lips as he watched Vox struggle to remember the exact word for what he was looking for. On technicality he got it right, buuut…only on technicality. Oh, but could he really be so cruel? It was only the first shape! His claw continued to trace the shape for a few seconds more before Mirage gave a small pat to his side.
“It is a moon, my lovely darling.~ Specifically a crescent moon. Since it’s the first shape, I’ll go easy on you! You passed the first one.~”
Mirage giggled softly, peppering Vox’s screen in small little kisses before he began tracing another shape with his claw. A simple Star, each line drawn slowly over the TV headed sinner’s skin.
*His soft giggles as you kissed his screen turned squeaky as your claw returned to his side. Okay, he could do this, he just had to focus on how your claw moved, no matter how buzzy it made his whole side feel. Five points, but they didn't seem to connect directly? So not a pentagon...* Aha- a stahahar?
Mirage gave a joyous gasp, his grin wide as he moved his hands off of Vox for a moment to clap them together excitedly.
“Oh, wonderful job, starlight!” He beamed, his voice lilting as he used a theme fitting nickname to boot.
“Just look at how good you are at this game! Why, it’s starting to make me think you can keep those evil tickles at bay after aaaaalll.~” The lamb practically sang the last word, his hand returning back to Vox’s side to give it a light squeeze. True it was, he was almost beginning to think that maybe Vox could avoid the cost that came with losing!!
“Awww, no need to whine, honeybun.~” Mirage teased, nuzzling his nose against Vox’s screen before returning back to tracing shapes. This time, he went for drawing the shape of a cloud, his movements just the tiniest bit faster from earlier.
*He burst back into bright giggles again, trying to focus, but... shit. He couldn't tell. Round? Pointy? God, his sides felt so buzzy he could barely tell what was which! He tried to wrack his brain for an answer but the more he tried to focus on the sensations the more he focused on the unbearably light tickles. Maybe he could bullshit it?* Ahaha- a flohoweheher?
“Ooohhh…close,” Mirage began, the tracing being replaced by both of his hands creeping up Vox’s sides towards his gills, “but no cigar.~ It was a cloud.”
His hands paused over the man’s gills, his grin wide and mischievous as his fingers twitched over the awfully sensitive area — a warning for what was to come.
*He let out what could only be described as a nervous squeak, shaking his head as nervous giggles pour from his screen* N-nohoho, nonono! S-strihihike one, plehehease!
“Awww, sorry, honeybun!! But it’s gotta happen!” Mirage cooed before he began to scribble over Vox’s gills, fingers moving from one side of his gills to another without spending too long in just one place. No mercy this time! Really, he’d already been so gracious with the first guess, he can’t just keep delaying the tickles.
*He squealed, which just fell away into loud laughter as he thrashed beneath you. He knew it had been coming, but that never stopped it from being almost too much* FUHUHUCK MIRAHAHAGE! SHIHIHIT!
“Awww, what is it?~ Is my giggle little shark in just the worst throes of tickles, hmm?” Mirage teased, keeping his hands stubbornly on Vox’s gills, each wiggle of his fingers insistent on drawing more laughter out of the poor sinner. He wouldn’t be too cruel, he’d just keep going for a bit more…and then they’d be going right back to the game.
PLEHE-PLEHEHEHEASE! *He managed, trying and failing to double over and protect himself. His antennae sparked with the silly nickname, increasingly flustered by it*
Mirage snickered at Vox’s attempts, a content purr rising in his throat the longer he kept tickling him. Alas, it had to come to an end…
The lamb lowered his hands away from Vox’s gills, and instead focused on stroking up and down his sides soothingly. A small kiss was placed on the top of his screen, and Mirage gave a small, happy sigh through his nose.
“Alright, alright. I’ll let you catch your breath, and then we keep playing. Does that sound good to you, honeybun?~”
Mirage smiled and waited for a few more passing moments, his heart warming up at the sight of his boyfriend still remaining so giggly. He continued his soothing movements through the time that passed, before he stopped and drummed his claws against Vox’s skin.
“Great! Now, what’s this?” Mirage began, and his claw got back to tracing another shape against Vox’s skin, moving slowly and precisely. He went for something more simple again, just a triangle. Three sides with sharp corners, that shouldn’t be hard, right?
“Correct! Good job,” Mirage cooed, smiling softly as shifted the pattern up again. Vox had given him an idea earlier when he guessed wrong, and the lamb sinner couldn’t exactly pass up this opportunity. A circle, multiple round shapes that end abruptly…maybe he’d remember that he guessed a flower earlier, maybe not. All the more fun for Mirage!
*His giggles got a little higher pitched with nervousness. Oh no, not another complex shape. You wouldn't do the same shape twice, right? He had an idea, but he was nervous, because it was wrong earlier, but he had to be correct now, right?* Th-thihis ohone's a flohohower, rihihight?
“Uh-huh!! A lovely little flower, for my lovely, giggly flower!~” Mirage beamed, giving Vox’s face two small pecks before pulling away. He tapped his fingers against his side in a makeshift drumroll, a silly grin splitting his face.
“Now for the laaaaaaaast one!! Aaaand…”
The drumming ceased, and there was a purposeful pause, one to purposefully leave Vox in anticipation for a moment. The tip of his claw was pressed against his skin, and yet remained completely unmoving for seconds until suddenly, it moved upwards. There was a curve, sharp turn into another curve that traveled further down…and then another sharp turn, upwards into the original rounder shape. It was a simple shape to end things off on; a Heart.
*His initial reaction was to try and be a flirt, with how easy it'd be given the shape, but his bubbling giggles made it clear the only one ending up flustered would be him, so he opted for the obvious answer* Aha heahahart...
Mirage nodded, his hand ceasing its tracing, and instead it traveled up to stroke the edge of Vox’s screen.
“Mmhm.~ Because you have all of mine, honeybun.” The lamb replied, his smile softening as he gazed at Vox with eyes full of love. His tail wagged behind him, the soft fluff swishing against the fabric of his clothes as he leaned in and gave the TV-headed sinner a small kiss.
*He leaned into the touch, his giggles dying into a happy hum at the kiss. His response was light and soft, a bit of sweet humor just after giggling his head off* Dammit, that's what I wanted to say...
*He rolled his eyes* Yeah, nice try, my hand's not ticklish. Keep trying, though, maybe you'll get somewhere!~
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*Squeaks* I wihihihill!! *They claimed, their nails trying their best to get him anywhere at this point, their attempt was a bit useless but at least they're trying* youhuhu!! Dahahamn tehehe vehehe! -🎐
Y'know, this would all be over if you just admitted you lost!
It's the ship between (my) Vox and @the-lamb-lee-of-hell's Mirage! It's whats 'canon' on this blog basically as Vox and Mirage are officially together on here!))
*He chuckled slightly. Despite losing a lot of his power, he was still easily physically stronger through sheer size alone* Yeah, keep dreaming..
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*Squeaks and kicks more, hated how much he was stronger than them even tho they were a random sinner* GAHAHAHA IHI FUHUHUCK YOUREHEH DAHAHAHAMN CLAHAHAWS *their regular nails try and tickle him on his hands and wrists like that'll do anything, guessing not* -🎐
*He rolled his eyes* Yeah, nice try, my hand's not ticklish. Keep trying, though, maybe you'll get somewhere!~
*He held tight* Ah-ah-ah! You don't get these back until you admit defeat!
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NEHEHEVEEHEHER!! YOU'REHEHE NOHOHOT GONNAHAHAH WIHIHINA!! *They denied and forgot how vox is an Ovelord and much stronger, even so they still tried to tug their wrists out* -🎐
*He chuckled slightly. Despite losing a lot of his power, he was still easily physically stronger through sheer size alone* Yeah, keep dreaming...
*He chuckled a little* Sounds like you're trying to say something! Hm, kinda sucks that I don't speak giggle, though~
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*They squirmed more as they kicked weakly, blush creeping on the sinners neck to their cheeks* You'rehehe sooohoho meahahahn!! *They protested weakly as their wrists squirms against his hand, they didn't actually mean it of course, but they couldn't help but tease the overlord verbally anyway* -🎐
Oho no, you're not pushing me off that easy! *He grabs your wrists with one hand as his other hand continues tickling you.*
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*a loud squeaks escapes them as their head falls back in laughter, trying to clamp their shoulders tightly to cover their tickle spot* Ahahahawahahai- fuhuhuhuck!! Ihihi- nnahahahahahaohoho -🎐
(yes I do, I am back from the void!)
*He chuckled a little* Sounds like you're trying to say something! Hm, kinda sucks that I don't speak giggle, though~
