#Ler!rafayel

[lovelynim]

Hey there! Congratulations for the milestone! 😊 can I humbly request for leereader and lerRafayel from l&ds? 🫶🏼 (Maybe sides as spot)

Hello anon!!

Thanks you! Ehehe, I don't get to write the babygirl as a ler often, but I hope this suits your taste!

“Stop. Moving,” Rafayel whined, pouting and pressing the paintbrush a little harder against your side, the cold ink and the soft tips making you shiver and tremble, trying your best to stiff your muscles and hold back your giggles.

You slightly regretted agreeing to this. What were you thinking? Especially when he, of all people, would be the one in charge of such a task… “S-stop mohohoving it so lihihihgtly then!” You groaned, stomping your foot slightly as a crooked smile slowly formed on your lips, making you press your eyes shut and scrunch up your nose. “C-can’t yohohou hurry up?!”

It was hard to tell if he was just being a brat or if he was actually struggling - and it wasn’t like that paintbrush sliding and teasing your sides was making it any easier. “How many times do I have to tell you? You can’t rush art. Tsk, now, hold still, I need to concentrate,” he ordered, a demanding, bossy tone before moving to the brush to that awful spot below your lowest ribs. “You don’t want me to start over, do you?”

[bunnyy-123]

Truth or Dare

notes: this has spoilers for Sylus’s lore. This is a tickle fic. Lee! Sylus, Ler! Zayne, Rafayel, and Xavier. This is not a shipping fic.

MC stood by the doorway of her apartment, looking at the four men in front of her with worry. She was going to go shopping with Tara, completely forgetting that she had already made plans with the guys. She wanted to cancel, but they insisted they could wait for her. That meant having to leave the men alone together in her apartment. “Ok so…I’m going now…” MC said. “Safe travels.” Zayne replied. “Can you bring us back noodles?” Xavier asked. “How long are you gonna be gone?!” Rafayel whined. Only Sylus didn’t say anything. “It won’t be long. Just….no fighting , ok?” MC said. “Can you specify what kind of fighting you’re talking about?” Sylus asked.

“What other definition of fighting could there be?” Xavier said. “Physical fighting, verbal fighting…” Sylus replied.

“Play fighting.” Rafayel added. “You guys know what I mean! No threats, no insults, no using your Evol-“ “We understand.” Zayne said. MC closed the door and left. The four men sat on the couch. It was awkward.

“Ugh. This is boring. Does she have any games here?” Rafayel asked. “We shouldn’t go through her stuff.” Zayne said. “Let’s just come up with something else to do.” Xavier said. Rafayel sighed. “If only Miss Bodyguard had some paints in here or something…”

“I have an idea,” Sylus said. “Let’s play a game that will help us get to know each other.” “Do you have something in mind?” Xavier asked.

“I do. It’s called truth or dare.” Sylus smirked. Rafayel scoffed. “You mean the game that girls play at sleepovers?” “I think anyone can play it.” Xavier said. “What are we? A bunch of middle schoolers?”

“You certainly act like one at times.” Zayne said. “Truth or dare it is. Who wants to go first?” Sylus asked. “Since you suggested it, you should go first.” Zayne said. “Ok. Go ahead and ask me.” “Truth or dare?” Xavier asked. “Dare.”

“Of course he’d pick dare.” Rafayel crossed his arms.

“Be quiet. I’m trying to think of something good.” Xavier said. He thought about it for a moment. “Ok, I got it. MC said you like to sing. So, sing something.” Sylus smirked. He did like singing. Unfortunately for the guys, he was not good at it. When he began to sing, they all tried to keep a straight face. Rafayel shot a look at Xavier, who was trying to be polite but it was obvious he was starting to regret his decision. “That was….um….interesting, Sylus.” Zayne said. “Thank you.” Sylus replied. “Yeah. I’m surprised you can hit notes that only dogs can hear.” Rafayel said. Sylus glared at him. “He was not that high pitched Rafayel.” Xavier said. “But the quality of his voice sounded like a dog whistle-“

“You have terrible taste,” Sylus shook his head. “Just for that, it’s your turn Rafayel. Truth or dare?” Rafayel pouted. “Hmph. Truth.” Sylus chuckled. “Just how close are you to MC?” “Why are we bringing her into this?” Zayne questioned. “Yeah, why are we bringing her into this!” Rafayel agreed. “You picked truth. Answer the question.” Sylus responded.

“Well…she’s my bodyguard.” Rafayel said. “Really? Is that the full extent of your relationship with her?” Sylus asked. “You don’t….find her attractive?” “W-what?!” Rafayel exclaimed. “He answered the question. Let’s move on.” Zayne pinched the bridge of his nose. “Xavier, truth or dare?” Rafayel asked.

“Dare.” “Yessss. Finally something fun.” Rafayel grinned. “Now I’m scared.” Xavier said.

“Oh come on, Xavier,” Sylus smirked. “You’re a hunter. Surely you’re not scared of a dare?” “Ok, I’m not scared. But if I’m honest, I’m a little nervous because of what Rafayel said.” Xavier said. “Xavier! I dare you to….lick the floor!” Rafayel ordered. “What? Seriously? That’s it?” “I can be even meaner if you want.”

“…No. I’ll do it.” Xavier got down on his knees. “Is he…actually going to….” Sylus stopped speaking when Xavier leaned down and licked the floor. “That’s disgusting,” Zayne scowled. “Completely unhygienic.” “It was a dare,” Xavier said. “I’m not going to be a coward just because something is gross.” “There are so many germs that could get you sick-“

“Zayne, you’re the only one who didn’t go yet.” Sylus pointed out. “…I don’t appreciate you interrupting me.” Zayne said. “Blah blah blah, germs are gross, we get it.” Rafayel said. “Truth or dare Zayne?” Xavier asked.

“Truth. I am not doing anything ridiculous in front of you.” Zayne huffed. “Ok…hm…what’s your guilty pleasure?” Xavier asked.

“Not that I feel particularly guilty about it, but I guess eating sweets despite telling my patients not to.” Zayne said. “Wow. You’re a hypocrite.” Xavier said. “What? It’s for their own good.” Zayne said. “But now that I’ve answered your question, I suppose it’s my turn to ask someone else.” “Yeah. That’s how it works.” Rafayel nodded. “Or you could end it here if you want.” Sylus said. “Sounds suspicious.” Xavier said. “Sylus, truth or dare?” Zayne asked.

“Truth, since none of you appreciated my singing skills.” Sylus said. “Are you truly invincible?” “Hm….thats a good way of putting things. My evol does allow my wounds to heal quickly.” Sylus nodded. “So, if I stabbed you with my sword, you wouldn’t die?” Xavier questioned. “I’ve been shot through the chest. I’m positive your sword wouldn’t do anything too serious.” Sylus said. “That’s…very interesting.” Zayne said.

“I suppose it is.” Sylus agreed. “But you can feel things right?!” Rafayel asked. “…I am not immune to tactile pain or pleasure if that’s what you’re asking.” Sylus said. “So…if Xavier stabbed you…it would hurt?”

Sylus raised an eyebrow. “Are you two planning an assassination attempt?”

“Hey. Remember what we were told,” Zayne said. “No fighting.” “I’m curious to how this works.” Rafayel stood up and walked to Sylus. “You can feel things but they can’t hurt you?” He prodded Sylus’s shoulder. Sylus sighed.

“I’m curious too. From a medical standpoint.” Zayne said. “I certainly hope you’re not going to poke and prod me like this one here.” Sylus grumbled. Zayne shook his head. Rafayel poked Sylus’s stomach. Sylus flinched and flashed him a glare. “Huh…what an interesting reaction-“ Rafayel kept poking.

“You little brat-“ Sylus protested. “I think he’s ticklish!” Rafayel said. “What?! I am not!” Sylus gave him a death glare. “You suuuuure?”

“I think you have a death wish.” Rafayel started to tickle him. To Zayne and Xavier’s surprise, Sylus actually laughed. “Did….did I hear that right?” Zayne blinked. “Stohohop thahahat!” Sylus squirmed away from Rafayel. “No, I heard it too.” Xavier smirked. “He laughed. He’s ticklish.”

“That’s an amusing development.” Zayne smirked as well. He and Xavier joined Rafayel in on the tickling. Rafayel tickled his stomach, while Zayne and Xavier tickled his sides and ribs. “I’m going to kihihihil you all!” Sylus yelled between laughs. “Hey. You remember MC’s rule, remember? No violence!” Rafayel teased. They tickled him for a few more seconds before stopping. Sylus glared at the three of them, but his ears were bright red. “Guess you’re not invincible after all.” Xavier said and Zayne chuckled. “…Here’s a reminder for you three. I don’t need sleep. You do.” Sylus said.

[soobtkl]

Not Gills | Chapter 7 spoilers

Lee!Rafayel/Ler!Reader

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“Those aren’t gills…those are my ribs!” Rafayel exclaimed, swatting your curious fingers away from his side. You slowly crept your index finger and middle finger up his rib as if the two fingers were alive and walking.

Your expression dimmed. “I don’t believe you.” Rafayel frowned and snatched your wrist. He firmly placed your palm on the center of his side and asked: “If I had gills, don’t you think you’d be able to feel them?”

“Hmph.” You jabbed a finger into his exposed side, and you would have responded if not for his giggly reaction. “Quihit thahat!” He chuckled, scooting away from you. How rude.

Crawling to where he moved, you sat on his thighs and let him hold your waist; had he forgotten that he had just revealed his ticklishness? He looked up at you sweetly, not realizing that your hands were somewhere they weren’t supposed to be–his “gills.” You skittered all ten of your fingers across his ribs, scratching up and down and side to side.

Rafayel went nuts, falling on his back and writhing around beneath you. He squealed and tried to push you off his lap, but failed. He was too weak with laughter to fight off your tickle-y wrath.

“See! Gills, right here.” You spoke in a teasing tone, pinching a spot on his rib, which was right beneath his armpit. He laid back his head and howled with laughter as you gently squeezed the surrounding area.

Rafayel clamped his arms to his sides and rolled around, eventually causing you to fall off him. Catching his breath, he stared you down like you were his prey. Your instincts told you to run, but you stayed put and let him get his desired revenge. It’s safe to say that you’re far more ticklish than he is.

[ticklygiggles]

Mia hiiiii. Not a request or anything but have you seen the card we are getting for Rafayel tomorrow???? I'm like melting.... AND WE ALSO GET TO POKE HIM 🧎🏻‍♀️ LIKE SIR YOU AINT GONNA GET OUT OF IT. IF WE DONT HEAR HIM GIGGLE AND BLUSH IM OUT

Anon hiiiii ❤️ I HAVE SEEN IT KDKDKF I'm so excited! I won't pull for it because I'm saving for Zayne's new companion cards RELIGIOUSLY, but I'll look for it on YouTube hehehe

RAFAYEL WAS BORN TO BE A LEE! We'll definitely see him blush but he tries to be a tough cookie, don't expect a giggle from him, sweet anon!

[ticklees]

Love and Deepspace tickle headcanons

Zayne, Xavier, Rafayel, and Sylus (This is very mediocre and these are all my opinions! There are my first ever headcanons I think, so I hope I did alright.)

Headcanons below the cut ↓

Zayne

I don't see Zayne as a ler for some reason! I feel like he'd have to be told to tickle you. He'd be hesitant at first, but slowly give in. Once you start laughing, he'll become more and more intrigued, and eventually, you won't have to ask him to tickle you anymore.

After that phase, his favorite spot to tickle would be the ribs. He would scratch his fingernails up and down the grooves of your ribcage, watching as you gleefully squirm under his body. He'll count how many bones you have in your ribcage by squeezing every one he can feel, then claim that you have an irregular amount of rib bones.

He definitely subconsciously tickles you when you two kiss. When his hands run under your shirt and he's holding you in his lap, he'll accidentally dig a few fingers into your sides while holding your waist in place with his free arm.

Xavier

Xavier is super cute and I know that he's a gentle tickler as a fact. He loves light and gentle tickling, never going overboard or making you laugh too hard. While you're cuddling, he'll sneak a hand under your shirt and slowly caress your belly with a singular finger until you giggle. Then, he'll ask you what's wrong and move that finger to your ribs while chuckling to himself.

His favorite spot to tickle is the belly and palms. I can imagine him tracing the lines on your palms with the intent of making you squirm, but insisting that he's just interested in the lines. As for the belly, he definitely gives it light raspberries while holding your hands above your head. When his head comes up, he'll peck your forehead with a kiss and begin wiggling his fingers all over your stomach until you smile.

Rafayel

I know I've written all of the boys as lers, but I imagine him being tickled more than him doing the tickling. Maybe it's because he's adorable, but I can see him holding you in his arms while asking you to tickle his neck or chest because it "feels good".

When he begins to frequently ask for this, you become skeptical and ask if he likes being tickled elsewhere. He'd be offended and embarrassed at first, but after some thought, he'd agree.

His most ticklish spots are his ribs and feet. His ribs are super sensitive from his **** (spoilers). He loves the feeling of your fingernails running up and down the edges of his ribcage, gently showing each bone in it equal love. His feet are also horribly ticklish. He can't stand being tickled there for long but puts himself through it anyway. He's most ticklish under his toes and on the center of his arches.

Sylus

Sylus would tickle you until you piss yourself and then some. JK (not really), but he's definitely a mean ler. He'll pin your body beneath his and make you beg for mercy while drilling his fingertips anywhere that elicits any form of laughter. He'll find stupid reasons to punish you with tickling, he'll even lure you into saying something that he apparently deems offensive just so that he can feel justified when he grabs you by the waist and begins tickling the life out of you.

I don't feel like he has any favorite spots to tickle. If he does, it's wherever makes you scream and laugh the loudest. I can see him holding you and testing every inch of skin on your body with light wiggles and jabs to see exactly where you're ticklish.

Sylus would definitely tickle you in public as well. His hands will be in his lap one moment, then the next they'll be sneakily making their way to your thighs where they gently squeeze just to tease you. I doubt that he'd stop if you told him to. I can see him pretending like he's doing nothing to you, making sure to hide his hands so that everyone around you thinks you're laughing for no reason.

[magicaltickles]

See bc I originally wasn't planning on this howmstever, a certain two individuals convinced me of others SO love and deepspace tickle hcs enjoy 🥰

Dorks all of them (including mc) <3 okay hcs now promise

🪶 Sylus 🪶

- doesn't admit he's ticklish. will never admit he's ticklish. that being said-

- since he has some scars n stuffs from his ahem 'accidents', he's come to learn that they are actually very sensitive to light touches. at first didn't mind when you crawled into his lap to trace the lines and dots left from his tussles, but then your beautifully soft hands touched his skin and his life flashed before his eyes as he found himself having to suppress his reactions

- speaking of reactions, it takes a lot to get much out him. he's supposed to be the big scary boss, a few tickles can't be enough to take him down. his laugh is more like a deep chuckle and soft snickers

- you had to recruit Luke and Kieran once to lure Sylus into a tough spot and then you took charge to wreck him. he only forgave you after you kept your word on a promise to wash dishes for the next two weeks (he told the chef to take two weeks off and cooked for you as much as he could <3)

- ruthless ler most times. loves to chase you around the house, following you into rooms and under beds to wreck your shit

- sometimes he's soft tho, like when you're in bed. since he's a night owl and you aren't, he'll sometimes give you soft tickles to get you to sleep instead of staying up with him. will take that time to shower you in praise. his pretty crow<3

👾 Xavier 👾

- space man, hasn't been tickled in so long bc of his circumstances nor tickled anyone else. he almost forgot it was a thing, had he not seen others do it

- he's pretty ticklish himself, and has no trouble admitting it. he'll indulge in a tickle fight every so often with you if he's up to it

- most often tickles you when you guys are sparring. he'll make it his mission to pin you down and tickle you until you say he wins

- and if you manage to pin him first? expect him to squeeze your sides and thighs until he can flip you two over and give you the tickling you deserve<3

- he does it a lot as a way to cheer you up and get you to rest after fighting wanderers

- he wants his favorite person happy and relaxed as much as he can help it and is so super sweet about it

🐟 Rafayel 🐟

- is canonically the most ticklish one out of the gang. we even tease his about it a bit and it's absolutely adorable

- has canonically ticklish palms which makes my brain go brr bc he's an artist with ticklish palms and sometimes he won't think before absentmindedly running a brush over his palms for various reasons and tickling himself bc of it and LET ME GET MY HANDS ON THIS MAN PLS PLS PLS

- rafa is so playful and cute pls. constant tickle fights for any and all reasons

- bratty? tickles. won't look at his paintings? tickles. late to a meet up? tickles. forgot to call/text him back? tickles.

- and it goes both ways too, you can find any and all reasons to wreck his ass

- tbh, he's the love interest I can imagine being in the community if ykyk. he'd be a ler-leaning switch with big lee moods when he gets them. other than that, he's a big, playful tickle monster

- omg omg cute idea came to head he'd have you sit and tell you to start painting and then stand behind you and tickle you the whole time until you're both covered in paint and the canvas is filled with random lines and swirls bc it's all you could get down and fuhdhdnsn GOD THIS FISH MAN

- he makes the switch mood go dudhudbdushdn

❄️ Zayne ❄️

- baby zayne, the doctor of all doctor's stOP SACRIFICING YOURSELF TO SAVE US TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF PLS I LOVE YOU

- he's a heart doctor but that won't stop him from giving you, his favorite patient, an examination. which includes *that* part where he lightly presses on your tummy. he'll act like he has no idea what you're talking about

- cold hands syndrome. ends up tickling you slightly anytime he touches you as a result, or at least makes you jump

- he finds it amusing, loving to pretend he has no idea why you jump or squeak.

- loves to tease you for it tho, he'll lean in and whisper how cute you are and stuff

- will fluster you with his words ages before even laying a hand on you. zayne has an extensive vocabulary, and uses it well

- counts anything he can possibly count, using the excuse that he has to as your primary care physician

- this one isn't tickle themed, but I love the idea of him making it snow for you any and everywhere just bc he knows it makes you smile

[otomiyaa]

Woop woop! It's my baby's bday!! @ticklygiggles!!! While I would've loved to spoil you with a celebration week like you did for me (the bar was very high), I'll be traveling for work soon and will be busy, so it's spam time.....! 😳

I know you'd like to wreck all three of these lovelies with tickles and the game teases you too much. So here are 3 drabbles with them:

1: Lee Zayne drabble

2: Lee Rafayel drabble

3: Lee Xavier drabble

Also, here is the revival of 3 of our collabs:

Reuploads of these collabs with a fresh new epilogue for each written by yours truly. These fics were actually lost and could be saved again thanks to our dearest @wertzunge ^^

1: Remissio - Victuuri

2: Sweet Revenge - Reigisa & Sourin

3: Second Declaration of Love - Hayato x Ryuuichi

Bonus: a little tickly moodboard of a lovely man 🤭

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2024/Day 17 - Underwater

Love and Deepspace - Rafayel x Reader

It was kind of unfair, to be honest. This thought had crossed your mind a couple of times that afternoon, but you still couldn’t help it but pout whenever it popped back up.

Rafayel liked the sea. More than he liked you, probably.

And was this exact stupid thought that made you feel… jealous of a body of water. How could waves and foam make him swim around so happily, almost as if flying on the water, while he gave you those mild reactions - at least, that’s how they felt when compared to how Rafayel acted underwater.

“Rafayel, it’s getting late!” You shouted from the pier, watching the water splash around as he continued to swim and play around, making the ocean his own. “We should head back!”

You couldn’t exactly make out what he said back at you, but definitely it wasn’t “coming” or “alright, let’s go back”. You sat down, a bit more annoyed as he began to dive, disappearing under the clashing waves and then emerging back up in a beautiful motion that made your heart-

No! You were angry at him! This wasn’t the time to compliment his looks.

You shook your head, knocking the last bits of your sense back into it and deciding this was the time to change your strategy. You were determined, you were going to drag him back to the shore one way or another. Without warning or telling him, you dove into the ocean, going as deep as you possibly could. 

It took Rafayel a couple moments to realize you were no longer on the pier, on the shore or anywhere near the land. He moved one hand through his hair, trying to see the surroundings to check where you could possibly be.

“H-hey!” Rafayel shouted, hoping to get an answer from somewhere out of his sight, but all he could hear was the waves going back and forth, the little splashes of water carried by the wind. “Wait for meHEHEH!”

He squealed as, like a shark biting on its prey, your fingers dug into his sides, successfully landing a sneak attack from under the water. “W-wahait, whahat are y-AHAHah, s-stohohop it!”

“What?” You gasped, struggling a little to keep your head out of the water and your hands on his body, “I-I came to swim with you, didn’t you say the water is great?!”

“Y-Yohohou ahahre tihihickling me! AHAhah, this is nohohot swihihiming!” Rafayel groaned, squirming like a fish on a hook as you latched your hands onto his waist, pinching and squeezing the spot as much as you could and nearly stripping him from his swim trunks as he flailed away from you.

You grinned, chasing your prey as it managed to escape your attack. “Rafayel, wait for me!” You shouted, swimming after him and, like you planned, guiding him towards the beach where all your stuff was waiting for you.

A/N: Fishie was my got to go character from this prompt, but I hope you guys could still enjoy this cliche nyehehe

[lovelynim]

I didn't expect Rafayel to be the first of LnD that I'd write for, but anyway

have this little drabble since this brat refuses to leave my head

“Get up already,” you groaned impatiently, patting the dust off your clothes while getting back to your feet. Deep down, you hoped that when you looked at him, he would be at least on his knees, doing the same.

But no. Rafayel continued to lay down on the sand, dramatically holding a hand up to his forehead to block the sun. “I told you, I can’t.”

“Of course you can,” you rolled your eyes, walking over to where he was. “Just g-”

“You’ll have to carry me, I can’t walk.”

You stopped mid sentence, slowly processing those words. That man couldn’t be for real, not in a time like this. Of every moment he could’ve chosen to act up, he decided to do it now? No, not this time.

“I see, so you can’t move?” You feigned pity, kneeling next to his body as you watched he put up his best efforts into that shameless performance. If only he used half of this energy to actually do something useful…

“No,” Rafayel pouted, sighing as if he was at the verge of death. “So, carry me, miss bodyguard,” he said, reaching out and intertwining his fingers behind your neck, waiting for you to pick him up.

“Rafayel,” you mused softly, leaning a little forward so you could probably look him in the eyes. “Do you think I’m that dumb?!” Before he could react, you dug your fingers under his arms, turning all your annoyance into a merciless and unstoppable ticklish assault.

“N-NOHOH! AhAHAHA, wahAHahit!” He cackled, squirming like the fish out of the water he was. Rafayel was quick to bring his arms down and press them against his sides, but this attempt alone wasn’t near enough to make you stop.

Managing to wiggle your fingers over his upper ribs, you continued your scolding, kind of enjoying seeing him like that. “You are such a pain sometimes… What's wrong? Didn’t you want me to carry you? Stay still and let me pick you up, Rafayel ~”

“GehEHehet off mehEHEh!! AhahAHah, nohoh mohohoreee!!” He whined through his laughter and you decided to let him go when he tried to squirm away, rolling to his side and laying face down against the warm sand.

“Oh, it seems you can move, guess I won’t need to carry you, then,” you chuckled, getting back up as you looked around.

“You’re so mean to me…” Rafayel pretended to cry, clicking his lips when he noticed he wasn’t getting your attention anymore. “Hey, wait for me!”

[lovelynim]

I had a blast writing this one and I can't thank Mia enough for listening to my endless ranting about Rafayel huhuh and for forgiving my constant delays

Hope you guys also enjoy this one!

Dangerously Close At Night | Rafayel x Reader [N$FW]

Collab with @lovelynim

A/N: Happy Valentine's day! Precious Fabi and I worked together to write this little n$fw piece with our favorite babygirl from Love and Deepspace! Thank you for writing this with me, Fabi! ❤️ I hope you all enjoy it! (Also, big thanks to this anon for inspiring us)

Warnings: this fic is very feet centered, so read at your own risk

Summary: Rafayel dared to forget to buy you something for you on Valentine's Day. Of course he'll get a well deserved punishment, but why is he enjoying it so much?

Words: 2,811

A pretty, large, red ribbon, made out of the finest silk in the market. Delicate, but with strings firm enough to keep things in place. There couldn’t be a better choice to restrain him.

“So, is this your great idea for a Valentine’s gift?” Rafayel said, his voice full of snark and pride. You smirked, telling yourself inside your head that he wouldn’t keep those for long - not tonight.

After sitting on the edge of the bed, you start to slowly work on the buttons of your own shirt, revealing some extra bits of skin in an attempt to earn his attention and, above that, set the mood. You could tell that he was hiding his nervousness just by how tense his shoulders were, by the way his restrained hands fiddled behind his back. 

“This is just the setting. Why the rush? It’s your fault for not buying me anything anyway,” you said, kicking off your high heels before crawling a little closer to him. “You said to yourself that I could get anything I wanted…”

Rafayel chuckled, resting his head back in the pillows and letting out a nervous sigh. You could tell he was still trying to figure out your plans, but couldn’t come up with anything. “So, miss bodyguard… is this what you wanted?”

You rolled your eyes, admiring his helpless state for a few more seconds. You slowly reached to his leg, feeling the fancy fabric that his pants were made of and tracing a short path from the top of his thigh down to his knee. You couldn’t help but let out a giggle when Rafayel nearly jumped off the bed from just that touch. “Are you nervous? Scared that I’m going to do something bad to you?”

“W-well, you are looking at me like a shark would look at a wounded fish,” he averted his gaze, trying to force his way out of his binding one more time before sighing in defeat.

You shook your head, amused by his answer, and continued to move your hand down his leg, stopping as soon as you reached his ankle. “What kind of person do you think I am, Rafayel? I thought that, by now, you’d have a better picture of me,” you muttered softly, moving your hand around and tugging at the back of his shoe. 

“Or is this the better picture you have of me?” You asked, looking at his face with the corner of your eyes while letting his shoe drop to the ground. “Comfortable?” You smiled.

“Barely,” he snarked and your smile only widened as you pulled his other shoe off as well. “Hey. Do you have any idea how expensive they are? Could you be more careful?” 

“I can't,” you said just as your eyes caught sight of his feet. Rafayel was an elegant man. Very stylish and very careful with his appearance. Perfect hair, perfect face, impeccable clothes and shiny shoes. From head to toe, Rafayel was a handsome man, flashy and attractive.

For this reason, you were not surprised to find that his feet were wearing neat black nylon socks. His feet looked… pretty. You felt your cheeks heating up a little- this was the first time you felt so fixed in this part of another person's body. Rafayel certainly was too attractive. You swallowed thick. 

“W-What are you looking at?” 

You chuckled, lightly running your fingers up one of his soles. “Your feet, why?” 

Rafayel jumped at your touch and gasped sharply. His foot jerked away, but you caught his ankle, pulling it back so your fingernails scribbled lightly against his sole. Under his toes, swirling against his arch. Rafayel giggled, pulling at his foot and trying to kick you with the other as he squirmed like a lovely fish out of water. 

“Puh-lease! It tihihickles!” 

“Well,” you giggled, “that could be because I am tickling you, silly.” You grinned, looking at his bright smile and rosy cheeks. “I always forget how ticklish you are, Rafayel,” you teased, suddenly stopping. 

Rafayel went limp against the bed, giggling and chuckling. “If you're going to be so mean, you better- what are you doing now?”

Grinning at him, you kneeled in front of his feet. Rafayel's eyes were wide, pupils trembling as you pulled his silky socks off. His toes scrunched and fanned out, wiggling as if he was trying to get rid of the tingly sensation from earlier. You smiled, taking one of his feet between your hands. Rafayel tensed, but before he could pull it away, you gave it a firm squeeze and started rubbing your thumbs against the sole. Rafayel gasped, but a low groan escaped him as you massaged his foot; your thumbs kneading the muscles by the sides, knuckles rubbing against any knot at his arch and the ball of his foot. 

“Aw, look at you…” You cooed, dragging your thumb from the top of his heel to just below his toes while pressing it against the soft skin. “Enjoying yourself?” Your words made his cheeks go even redder than before, that bright shade of red spread up to the tip of his ear.

Just as he was about to answer, you pressed down a little harder and forced a sweet (but embarrassing) sound out of his lips, making his breath go uneven. “W-what, agh… what are you uhuhup to? Is this y-your plan?” Rafayel panted, trying to still sound confident and charming, his usual act, but you could read right through him. 

His arms trembled, desperately trying to break free from the ribbon keeping them together, as you continued to experiment different methods and switch between different kinds of touches, keeping Rafayel at the edge, unaware of what to expect from you. “What’s so funny, Rafayel? You’re smiling so much tonight. Still feeling ticklish?”

“Y-you- hmph…” He sighed, turning his face away and arching his back a little, almost as if to get more comfortable inside his bonds. “Y-you keep tihihickling me. How c-can I feel ahanything else?” Rafayel retorted, clasping his knees together and letting out another heavy, long sigh.

You couldn’t help but notice that he wasn’t trying to pull his feet away from you anymore and was, instead, trying to fight something else other than your touch… the sensations that came from it, maybe? He gasped, giggled and chuckled with every stroke and pressure to his foot; his toes fanning out when you tickled his sole, as if asking for more. 

Feeling the heat from your cheeks spreading to your ears, you gulped. Something in your head clicking. This was… an interesting discovery. 

“Your feet certainly are sensitive, right Rafayel?” 

“W-What?”

You nodded with a grin, your nails gently scraping at the soft skin under his toes – the sound that came out from his lips barely surprised you, but still, it made you tremble inside. His feet really were sensitive, perhaps because they were new to him. 

“I mean, I can tell how much you’re enjoying this just by looking at you,” you grinned, holding his foot down with one hand and using your thumb to gently push his toes back, stretching out the sensitive skin. Your other hand soon joined, tracing lines up and down with the tip of your nails, being extra careful - and sadistically slow - while doing it.

“A-agh, nohoho!” Rafayel gasped, laughing a bit too much for how little effort you were putting into playing with his sole. “Yohou are juhuhust mehehessing w-with me!!” He whined, arching his back in a renewed fit of giggles, his foot twitching inside your grip as if he was trying to move it away from you - but you could easily tell that he wasn’t.

His skin felt good to the touch: soft, warm and adorably delicate. You felt like you could end up hurting his feet if you used just a tad more of strength. “And how else am I supposed to get you looking like this if not messing with you?”

You couldn’t tell what kind of noise came out of Rafayel’s lips when you teased him, but you definitely needed to hear it again. His cheeks were burning in a bright shade of pink that stretched out to the tip of his ears, creating a mesmerizing contrast with the dark hues of his disheveled hair. On top of all that, Rafayel had the most handsome smile you ever saw on his face - carefree, vulnerable and a little shy.

You knew this was driving Rafayel crazy, but so were you. You were flushed, feeling butterflies in your tummy and your chest and the tingling sensation between your legs only grew the more you gave attention to Rafayel. He was excited, turned on. Looking up, you could see the bulge in Rafayel's pants and your mouth watered. Was he being more sensitive than usual? Or were you being too good at riling him up? 

He gasped heavily, “wait, what are you- ngh!” A pretty moan escaped his lips when you suddenly pressed a wet kiss against the arch of his foot, followed by another and one more. “H-Hey, where are you k-kissing, ah!” He moaned your name as you started to swirl your tongue against the ball of his foot.

Your fingers lightly tickled his arch and his heel. Your other hand climbed up his leg under his pants, pressing against his skin firmly like a massage; you didn't reach all the way up to where you wanted to touch, but he gasped and jumped when you gave his inner thigh a squeeze. Rafayel closed his legs, as if trying to hide how aroused he felt. With his other foot, he gently pushed your shoulder, but there was barely any strength on his touch. 

“Aaah, pl-please,” he begged, arching his back when your tongue found its way between his toes. Your teeth scraped at them carefully and your tongue fluttered under them making him whine and let out choked chuckles. “T-this ihihis too m-much!” 

No, it wasn’t, you thought, unable to snap back at his pleas as your lips were busy doing something else. Despite Rafayel’s effort to hide it, the tent on his pants became more and more evident, his hardened cock throbbing with each lick, each stroke and each tickle. 

“Ngh!!- N-not there, ahh,” Rafayel cried, gritting his teeth and tensing his back when you pressed your tongue under his toes. You also couldn’t help but notice his hips slightly thrusting upwards, as if his dick was desperate to be freed and worshiped like that as well - a sight that made you smile against his skin.

It was no mistake to say that you were breaking him apart. The more you worked on his soles, the more aroused and desperate Rafayel seemed to be. His cool and charming persona was torn apart and all that was left was a man aching, craving for more.

You kissed his toes, gently nibbled at the side of his foot and dragged your tongue over his arches, over and over and over. Rafayel’s reactions didn’t seem to ever let you up, always rewarding your moves with delicious, intoxicating sounds that only made you want to keep going on and on. 

His plain white shirt was starting to look a little translucid after sweat began to stick to the cloth; his eyes sparkled as the dim light of the room reflected on the tears clinging onto his lashes and rolling down his cheeks; and a little wet spot began to take shape on top of the tent in his pants - that definitely was going to leave a stain, you thought.

You moved your head back slightly, grinning and licking your lips in a teasing manner as you exchanged looks with him. “I’d feel bad if I didn’t know how much you like this,” you mused, using your nails to tickle the saliva-covered skin of his foot to not let him rest. 

“Hnng- nohOHoho!! Ehehe, I cahAHAHan’t!”

“You look overwhelmed, Rafayel. Do you want me to stop? To let you go?” You tilted your head, admiring the way he thrashed his head left and right while laughing like a maddened man. “Come on, it’s a simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question. I’m not even going that hard on you, I’m sure you can still talk, right?”

An annoyed groan escaped his lips amidst the laughter - it was still Rafayel. You knew how much it would hurt his stupid pride to beg you, how upsetting this kind of thing was to him. Still, you couldn’t help but wonder: was his annoyance as big as his arousal right now?

“Agh- n-no! Ahah, dohohon’t- ahh! D-don’t stohohop it”

You smirked at his words. “Don't stop it? Maybe if you beg like a good boy, I won't stop,” You tried your luck while your nails ran over the soles of Rafayel's feet with light but quick touches. “That's something easy to do, right Rafayel? After all, you want it so badly, don't you?” 

He let out a low, annoyed growl as he giggled and circled his hips. “Pl-Plehehease– please d-dohon’t stohohop.”

“That's a good boy,” you mumbled before latching your mouth back to Rafayel's unattended toes on his other foot. He moaned carelessly, toes fanning inside the warmth of your mouth as you licked, bit and kissed them carefully. His other foot, moisturized by your saliva, was still under a tickly attack that kept him giggling and laughing and whining, but he kept both his feet still for you to play with them. 

The sounds he made took their toll on you. You were leaking, tingling and clenching. If you had known that this would be his reaction to having his beautiful feet under your attention, you would have done it a long time ago. Who would have thought that a few tickles and a few kisses here and there would be enough to silence this dramatic boy?

“I… lohohove ihihit,” he suddenly said and you hummed against the ball of his foot. “I l-lohoHOve it whehen you t-tihickle my tohohoes!” 

That surprised you. He was not one to easily admit he liked something, especially when it was making him go crazy like that. You closed your legs, your hips thrusting slightly as you suck on the soft skin under his toes. Rafayel groaned deliciously. 

“F-Fuhuck… I th-thihink I'm g-gohonna–” 

“Oh? Really?” You arched an eyebrow, your eyes filled with lust. “Go ahead. Cum for me, little sea star.” 

Your fingernails tickled in between his toes on one foot as your teeth scraped at that delicate skin under the digits of his other foot. Rafayel cried out a broken moan, his arms twisting, trying to break himself free, but he didn't need that because he did cum only after a couple of seconds. 

“Aaaagh, fuck!” His body trembled as Rafayel moaned your name out loud, thrusting his hips upwards. You could only catch a few glimpses of his face, but it wasn’t to notice how stunned Rafayel looked at that moment. “E-enough..!” Rafayel pleaded, his voice hoarse, barely able to make it out of his throat.

Taken a bit off guard, you shook your head as you chuckled. Complying to his request, you let Rafayel move his feet away and rest them on the mattress - just to make sure they were out of your reach.

“My, I was just playing around… and you are already like this?” You teased, crawling on top of him and gently reaching out for his face with your hand. You gently brushed your thumb over his eyelids, wiping out the tears that were still clinging into his lashes.

“Y-you were being really mean, that’s what you did,” Rafayel whined through a heavy sigh, his body looking like it was going to melt on top of the mattress at any given moment.

“So you didn’t like it?”

“...I’m not saying that,” he pouted, lazily tilting his head to look at you and let you have a better look at him. You smiled softly, pushing his bangs away from his forehead.

“Got it… still,” before Rafayel could react, you placed your hands on his shoulders and pinned him against the bed once again, “don’t you think it’s a bit unfair if only one of us gets to cum?”

“W-what? That d-doesn’t count! There wasn’t even c-”

“But you did have an orgasm, Rafayel. I saw it myself,” you smirked, sitting on his stomach and starting to unbutton your own shirt - this time, all the way down. As you threw your shirt off the bed, you couldn’t tell if Rafayel was scared, excited, flustered or all of them at once. “It’s my turn to feel good now.”

After swallowing heavily, Rafayel seemed to gather the courage to look up to you again. “F-fine, go ahead…”

“Good boy,” you grinned. This was just the beginning of a really, really long night.

[lovelynim]

omggg, congrats on your milestone Fabi, i'm so happy for u <3🪷✨ for the request, uh- may i humbly suggest writing something with lee!Rafayel and ler!Reader? maybe using him as a canvas for real lol- i'm- i'm sorry it's just- ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ🤌🏻

I didn't expect this many Rafayel's fans to show up in such a short amount of time, hahaha

But since you guys want to see him get got so much, who am I to disagree? ~

Also, my apologies to the last anon, but I'm smushing you together with the other two since it's the same characters, hope you don't mind!

Thin, thick, long and soft brushes, all scattered around your canvas. A color palette with different shades of red, yellow and orange, perfect to paint a beautiful sunset. If the canvas in question wasn’t putting so much effort in trying to run away, this would probably be the most peaceful painting session you ever experienced. But as Rafayel, a great and known artist once said, “chaos is a symbol of wisdom, every genius has a messy desk”.

“If you don’t stop moving, I’m going to have to start all over, Rafayel,” you tease him, keeping a firm grip around his wrists while you drag the paintbrush all the way from his forearm down to his ribs, leaving a light yellow trace behind. 

“Sohohomeohohone, hehEHEHelp!! T-thihihis is tohohorturehEHEHE!!” Rafayel cried out as if this was some kind of murder attempt. However, no matter how much he pleaded or begged, his words wouldn’t make it to your heart - not this time, not after testing your patience for so damn long.

You click your tongue, shaking your head, pretending to pity the poor artists. “Torture? This is art, Rafayel. And art is supposed to be felt, right?” You smirked, not caring the least about the fresh drops of paint sliding down your canvas and tainting the floor underneath him. “Now, I think we could use some red here,” you explained calmly while Rafayel watched in horror while you dipped the paintbrush in the red ink and brought it back to your canvas - also known as his bare torso.

“NohoHOHOH!!” He laughed, kicking his feet like a little kid throwing a tantrum, but there was no way you were going to let him go this easy. “Plehehehease! I sahAHahaid I’m sohohorry!”

He twisted and turned his body away, trying to avoid at all costs the brush covered in ink that was dancing over his stomach, tickling his tummy with soft and quick strokes, one after the other, over and over again.

“You should feel sorry for making me work so hard just to paint a little,” you grunted, tightening your grip around his wrists while you circled his navel with the paint brush. With a sadistic look on your eyes, you admired his face - a complete mess of laughter, you could barely tell the drops of paint and the natural blush on his cheeks apart. Cute. “Now, I think we need to add another layer of orange here, the colors are a bit bland…”

“AHahAHAHA, i-it’s goohohohod! N-no mohohore lahahayers!!” He laughed, gasping when you tried to draw a little awkward-shaped sun on his chest. The redness on his cheeks was starting to spread down to his neck, the colors of his skin mixing with the ones from the ink, creating something that actually looked like a sunset - well, maybe if you squint your eyes a little, but still a sunset. 

“Ahaha- p-please!” Rafayel wheezed, dropping his head back into the floor tiredly, trying to catch up his breath. His body trembled, tingling all over. “Y-you should let… t-the ink dry before… continuing…”

With the paintbrush still in your hand, you couldn’t help but laugh a little. 

[otomiyaa]

Masterpost 2.0

Fics written 'post-retirement' cuz I'm a clown

* = explicit | red = Only AO3

Note: Reblogs of fics and various reuploads from my old blog are not included.

However these can be found in the #otomiya!writes tag.

❥ Update: 31.10.2024

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Boku no Hero Academia

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Deadpool

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Dungeon Meshi

Tickle Fight | Lee!Kabru x Ler!Laios

Ticklish For You | Switches!Marcille x Falin

Free!

Sweet Revenge (collab, reupload) | Lees!Reigisa & Lers!Sourin

Gakuen Babysitters

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Genshin Impact:

From 🐺 To 🐶 | Switches!Wrioney

Lyney's Trick | Lee!Gaming & Ler!Lyney

Quality Time | Switches!Wrioney

Terms & Conditions | Lee!Kaveh x Ler!Alhaitham

TGI Tournament | Various Lees & Lers

Traveler's Training | Lee!Sethos & Ler!Aether

Given

Last Christmas: A Festive Breakfast | Lee!Uenoyama x Ler!Mafuyu

Haikyuu

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Honkai Star Rail

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The Kiss | Lee!Aventurine x Ler!Ratio

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Small Spoon | Lee!Aventurine x Ler!Ratio

Kaiju No. 8

Kaiju Experiment | Lee!Kafka & Ler!Reno

Love and Deepspace

A Date Worth Remembering (collab) | Switches!Zayne x Reader

Ebb and Flow | Lee!Rafayel x MC

Exclusive Tutorial | Lee!Zayne x MC

Midnight Moment | Lee!Xavier x MC

Nu: Carnival

Wreck The Sun Lord Party | Lee!Dante x Ler!Eiden

Obey Me

Not a Competition | Lee!Reader & Lers!Lucifer, Satan

Super Mario Bros

Luigi Wins (By Doing Absolutely Nothing) | Lee!Luigi x Ler!Bowser

Tasogare Outfocus

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Popsicle* | Lee!Giichi x Ler!Jin

We're Dating | Lee!Shion x Ler!Rei

Twisters (2024)

Surprises | Lee!Kate x Ler!Tyler

Wind Breaker

Nirei's Discovery | Lee!Sakura & Multiple Lers

Wotaku ni Koi wa Muzukashii

Love is Hard for a Broke Otaku | Lee!Narumi x Ler!Hirotaka

Yuri On Ice

New Year's Resolutions (collab) | Switches!Victuuri

Remissio (collab, reupload) | Switches!Victuuri

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[lovelynim]

“Now, where did I leave that blue ink…” You muttered, looking around the mess you and him made at the studio.

However, in those moments of distraction, you felt Rafayel moving underneath you. To your surprise, he was trying to crawl away, slowly dragging his body on the floor like some stranded whale trying to get back to the water. Heh.

“Oh, no no no, you stay right here mister,” you grinned, managing to grab Rafayel by his leg and pulling him back to your reach. “Where do you think you are going?”

“Y-you brute, let me go! Don’t you dahAHAHARE!” His threats and complaints were soon overcome by sweet, but desperate laughter once your paintbrush found its way to his bare sole. Restraining his ankle in an armlock, you resumed painting on your living canvas

A stroke down towards his heel, light traces over his toes and some splats of paint over his arches. As you mixed one color over the other, the painting was starting to look more and more abstract - well, that was also thanks to how much the artist in your grip was squirming, but oh well. “Geez, can’t you be any more dramatic?” You taunted, trying to paint under his toes with a deep shade of orange.

“AhahAHAHa,I cahAHahan’t!! I-it tihiHIHICKLES! StahAHAHahap!!” Was Rafayel’s answer, pulling his leg over and over in the hopes of freeing his foot from that evil paintbrush that was dancing over his sensitive skin so mercilessly. But there was no way he would overpower you so easily - not like that.

“Hold in there, I think I’m aaaaalmost done,” you sang, dipping the paintbrush in the red ink before tickling the middle of Rafayel’s sole with it, making the guy laugh some more. “Okay, I think now it’s good enough,” you hummed proudly.

“Ahah.. ah, i-is it over? I thought… I was gohoing to d-die, hah..” Rafayel wheezed, looking like he would melt amidst all that ink in any given moment.

“Over?” You chuckled, dipping the paintbrush in the blue ink before looking at him over his shoulder. “I still need to paint the other one.”

“W-what?! You can’t be sehEHE- HEY! AHahAHah, I wahAHAHas tahahalking!!”

A/N: THANK YOU GUYS FOR REQUESTING HIMMM!! I can't have enough of my babygirl and wrecking him is just so much fun hahaha, hope you guys liked this outcome as well!

omggg, congrats on your milestone Fabi, i'm so happy for u <3🪷✨ for the request, uh- may i humbly suggest writing something with lee!Rafayel and ler!Reader? maybe using him as a canvas for real lol- i'm- i'm sorry it's just- ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ🤌🏻

I didn't expect this many Rafayel's fans to show up in such a short amount of time, hahaha

But since you guys want to see him get got so much, who am I to disagree? ~

Also, my apologies to the last anon, but I'm smushing you together with the other two since it's the same characters, hope you don't mind!

Thin, thick, long and soft brushes, all scattered around your canvas. A color palette with different shades of red, yellow and orange, perfect to paint a beautiful sunset. If the canvas in question wasn’t putting so much effort in trying to run away, this would probably be the most peaceful painting session you ever experienced. But as Rafayel, a great and known artist once said, “chaos is a symbol of wisdom, every genius has a messy desk”.

“If you don’t stop moving, I’m going to have to start all over, Rafayel,” you tease him, keeping a firm grip around his wrists while you drag the paintbrush all the way from his forearm down to his ribs, leaving a light yellow trace behind. 

“Sohohomeohohone, hehEHEHelp!! T-thihihis is tohohorturehEHEHE!!” Rafayel cried out as if this was some kind of murder attempt. However, no matter how much he pleaded or begged, his words wouldn’t make it to your heart - not this time, not after testing your patience for so damn long.

You click your tongue, shaking your head, pretending to pity the poor artists. “Torture? This is art, Rafayel. And art is supposed to be felt, right?” You smirked, not caring the least about the fresh drops of paint sliding down your canvas and tainting the floor underneath him. “Now, I think we could use some red here,” you explained calmly while Rafayel watched in horror while you dipped the paintbrush in the red ink and brought it back to your canvas - also known as his bare torso.

“NohoHOHOH!!” He laughed, kicking his feet like a little kid throwing a tantrum, but there was no way you were going to let him go this easy. “Plehehehease! I sahAHahaid I’m sohohorry!”

He twisted and turned his body away, trying to avoid at all costs the brush covered in ink that was dancing over his stomach, tickling his tummy with soft and quick strokes, one after the other, over and over again.

“You should feel sorry for making me work so hard just to paint a little,” you grunted, tightening your grip around his wrists while you circled his navel with the paint brush. With a sadistic look on your eyes, you admired his face - a complete mess of laughter, you could barely tell the drops of paint and the natural blush on his cheeks apart. Cute. “Now, I think we need to add another layer of orange here, the colors are a bit bland…”

“AHahAHAHA, i-it’s goohohohod! N-no mohohore lahahayers!!” He laughed, gasping when you tried to draw a little awkward-shaped sun on his chest. The redness on his cheeks was starting to spread down to his neck, the colors of his skin mixing with the ones from the ink, creating something that actually looked like a sunset - well, maybe if you squint your eyes a little, but still a sunset. 

“Ahaha- p-please!” Rafayel wheezed, dropping his head back into the floor tiredly, trying to catch up his breath. His body trembled, tingling all over. “Y-you should let… t-the ink dry before… continuing…”

With the paintbrush still in your hand, you couldn’t help but laugh a little.