#ler!fyodor

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Stretches

A/N: IM DOING REQUESTS AS WELL I PINKY PROMISE I just already had this one half done!!!

Warnings: none!

Could be interpreted as romantic or platonic but I wrote it with romantic undertones!!

‼️THIS IS A TICKLE FIC!! IF YOURE NOT INTO THAT KIND OF THING JUST SCROLL‼️

It was Sigma's own fault really. He should know better than to stretch like that, in such a way that made him so vulnerable. That's what the two on either side of him would attest, Anyhow.

"St-stohop it right this instant! Noho—!" The dual haired man twisted back and forth. On either side of him sat Fyodor and Nikolai, each keeping a grip on one of his wrists, leaving both arms high in the air.

"This is your faaaaault~" Sang the jester, hand climbing up Sigma's side. Sigma's skin twitched under the contact of Nikolai's bright red fingernails against it. He could swear nikolai had some sort of magic that made them tickle more. (He didn't, Sigma's just that ticklish.)

"Stretching like that while sitting in the middle..~" tsked the man on the right, one finger scratching right in the center of Sigma's underarm. "You're practically asking for it."

Sigma yipped out in complaint. He'd meant it to sound more like a grumble or a growl, to threaten them into letting him go, but…

"G-gogol–!" He gasped out as The jesters fingernails tip tapped across his bare stomach, fluttering in such a way that would drive him insane, if he kept on for too long.

"Oh look, Dos-kun, I think I'm winning! Listen to the way he's gasping! Oh isn't it cute?~"

"Very cute." Fyodor smirked, bringing his own hand down to knead at Sigma's hip. The latter gave a shriek in response. "But I dare-say its me who's winning~"

Sigma's feet pounded against the floor. Thoughts flooded his head of how unfair this was, not only two versus one but two sadists versus one very ticklish victim. His cheeks flushed pink as the two began to speak again.

"Which is worse, Sigma?"

"Kyola?"

"Or Dos-kun?~"

Sigma whined out in protest. On one hand, Fyodor had a way of finding exactly where it tickled most and zeroing right in on it, leaving him shrieking and kicking. But on the other, Nikolai's nails just lightly fluttering against his bare tummy drove him up the wall, and the teasing, he thought to himself. Both were unfairly good at this.

"I think he's ignoring us, dos-kun!" Nikolai gasped.

"Well then, if he doesn't want to answer.." a sinister chucked escaped the black haired man, both locking eyes for a moment before leaning in against his ears, speaking together.

"We'll tickle it out of you~"

Sigma's eyes widened. Suddenly, both mens hands moved from where they were. Fydors thumb pressed itself into the soft spot between Sigma's hip and his thigh, squeezing mercilessly. Gogol, on the other hand, moved to circle one finger around the rim of Sigma's bellybutton. The purple and white haired man gave a loud shriek. He tugged and twisted every which way as incoherent babbles fell from his lips through helpless giggling and cackles.

"F-FYoHODor! N-nAHa! I c–AhaNt—"

Mercifully, fyodor ceased. Well. Sort of mercifully. His hand instead grabbed onto the wrist Nikolai was holding prior. Sigma wondered when he'd let go?? Though his thoughts were quickly stifled by the sight of Nikolai's fingers wiggling inches from his stomach.

"Fyodor, hm? I'll change that for you~" In an instant, both of Gogol's hands explored around Sigma's bare tummy. One fingernails dipping into his tummy button, while the other hand spidered all around the sensitive skin. The poor man immediately fell back into stitches.

"N-nOho plEHEASE GET OhOuT! KyOHolA!" Sigma's torso flinched and twitched under each touch, his arms desperately fighting to get free with no success.

"Well? Is it worse than what dos-kun was doing?~"

"Y-YEhEs GOD STOhOp!"

"I told you~" giggled the jester at the dark haired man, who tsked as Sigma took shallow breaths. He felt a sense of relief.

Until he felt Nikolai take his wrists and pull them back up.

"Allow me to prove otherwise~"

Nikolai felt a giddy sense of dread as that pink spread across his cheeks again. He was going to be here for a long, long time.

[rachi-roo]

Hi, hi, hi, Rachi-roo! Different Anon than the first one, but may I please request a part two to your lee! Fyodor ler! Dazai fic? Fyodor got wrecked and deserves some revenge, don't you think? XD. Perhaps the two are cuddling and Fyodor thinks, 'you don't deserve peace, Dazai,' so he startles Dazai with a butterfly kiss or two LOLZ. That escalates into actual kisses which further escalates into tickles. Am I projecting? MAYBE XD-

PS. I'm in shock that you're not used to writing romantic stuff because that fic was so sweet, I think I got a cavity reading it XD. You just wrote for these two, so I completely understand if you decline this. SECOND PS. How's work?

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Bungo Stray Dogs: Revenge is a dish best served... With popcorn

Weeeee! Aaah, thank you so much, friendo! I'm glad my first attempt at lovie-dovies was a success! I will pay for your dental reconstruction 😂 Also, work is going splendid, thank you very much 🥰

Summary: After their last encounter, Fyodor decides to exact some sweet revenge upon his frienemy during their quality time together.

Lee!Dazai, Ler!Fyodor, ship

Tw: Suggestive flirting and physical contact

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"Aaaah~" Dazai dropped his head back, opening his mouth casually as Fyodor popped another piece of popcorn on his tongue.

"You have your own hands, you know..." Fyodor chuckled, resting his hand on Dazais head, softly playing with his hair.

The two were laid on the sofa in Dazais apartment. Dazai laying between Fyorors legs on his back, using his friends chest as a pillow with the TV quietly playing old episodes of Pokemon in the background.

He looked up at Fyodor smiling as he chewed his sweet, popped snack.

"Mh, I know... But my hands are busy." He smiled, gesturing to his hands. One is keeping the bowl of popcorn steady on his lap, and the other lovingly tucked under Fyodors thigh, keeping it warm.

"Ooooh, busy. I see." Fyodor smiled, his hands gently slipping around Dazais waist softly caressing his hips. "And what if my hands were busy?"

The sensation made Dazais heart flutter. He felt a warmth pool in his chest as he looked up at his partner with a smirk. "Oh~? Well, if your hands were busy, I gueeess... I wouldn't get any popcorn!" He chuckled, opening his mouth again, waiting for another piece. "More please. Aaaah-."

As Fyodor looked at his partner's goofy, wide mouthed expression, a smirk grew across his face. "You're like a tsyplenok. Flightless and ugly~" He chuckled, leaning over to bury his face into Dazais neck, earning a supprised 'eep!' when he snuck a little smooch onto the spot where his bandages stopped and his skin begun.

"Fyodoooor! I have no idea what you just called me, but I'm not ugly!" Dazai tried to pout but couldn't resist the tickly sensation of Fyodors kisses. The bright, toothy smile stayed stuck between his warm cheeks.

"Awww, you're not? I think I should investigate further into that statement~" Without even a warning, Fyodors hands found their way up Dazais shirt, starting to spider across his bare tummy, grinning as he felt the skin tremble beneath his touch.

"Ah!? N-Noho! Wait! Wait, the popcorn! Wahahait!" Dazai protested, trying his best to keep the bowl from spilling all over the place with his hands. "Stohop! Eheheee!"

"I guess you'd better make sure you don't go making a mess, riiiight?"

"I ca-HAHA! FYODOR!" The brunette yelped, feeling Fyodors nimble fingers start to poke and dig into his ribs, sending electronic shocks through his body.

"NO! Nononono! AhahaAHA!" He lifted the popcorn from his lap when his legs started to kick and flail, the bowl teetering in his hand as the other attempted to grab at the tickling fingers.

"Ah, revenge never sounded so sweet."

"Get offa meeehehe! You son of ahaha bihitch! WAAAHAHA!" He yelped as Fyorors jammed his fingers up into Dazais armpits, making him go crazy! The arm holding the popcorn involuntarily flew across his chest, trying to grab Fyodors hand, instead tossing the popcorn across the room, scattering it across the carpet and under the table.

Fyodor stilled his tickling fingers for a moment, glaring down at Dazai with a menacing smirk as Dazai kept his arms clamped down against his sides. "Oh dear, what a mess you've made."

"Fyodor, please. I didn't mean to."

"Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson." Fyodor grinned, crossing his legs over Dazais, keeping him trapped on the sofa.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I'm s-AHAHA!" Dazai arched his back, trying to protect his underarms as Fyodor dug into them with vicious precision.

"Awww, shchekotat', shchekotat', shchekotat'~"

"Q-Quihit speaking Russiahahan! Ahaha!"

"Oh? Would you prefer if I speak in your tongue? Very well~" He whispered teasingly into Dazais hair.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle~"

"GYAHA! O-Oho god no! No! Back to Russian!"

"You get what youasked for."

Fyodor grinned, starting to squeeze Dazais hips, making him buck and wriggle his backside into the couch cushions.

"StahahaAHAHAHAP! Noho! Ahaha!"

"You always did have such nice slender hips, moy milyy~ Tickle, tickle~"

"Thahanks! Now let go of thehehem!" His hands frantically grabbed and fondled with Fyorors, trying to pry his claws off his sensitive hips.

"Stahahap! Hahahaha! *snort* EHEHEEE!"

"Oop, there's the little piggy!" Fyodor teased, softly kissing Dazais ear as he watched his partner's legs squirm and kick against the sofa.

"I can't tahahake it! Ahahaaaa! H-Hehelp!"

"Help? Really? You're so hopeless." Fyodor tutted, digging into Dazais underarms again, earning another loud snort of suprise.

Dazais cardinal red cheeks glowed as he flailed pathetically. Fyodor couldn't handle the anticipation, but Dazai couldn't STAND the tickling.

"Are you going to clean up your little mess?" Fyodor asked, pausing and dragging his fingers lightly across Dazais' warm tummy.

"Yes! Y-Yehes, I will. I promise." Dazai panted, his body flinching and shuddering at Fyodors touch.

"You will?"

"Yehes!"

"Aww, how kind of you." Fyodor grinned, blowing a raspberry on Dazais neck, making him squeal and scnunch his nose up as he kicked his feet.

"But first, I don't think I'm quite satisfied with how much revenge has been dealt." The Russian smirked, trapping Dazai with his legs again.

"Huh?"

"Ten more minutes, perhaps?"

"Noho! AAAAHAHAHAAAAA!"

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[jinleebelee]

RGHH I CANT STAND WHEN LERS AND FIC WRITERS WRITE IN THEIR FICS

the tk word over and over ya know

THAY STUPID TEASINF WORD WITH THE TK WORD I JUST RGH DIED AND DIEEE-

[fanta-syrop]

tr: darn it, kolya!

[blue-little-angel]

Heyo, Cloud! How's it hangin'? Can I please request a Fyozai (pre-romance?) drabble with lee!Fyodor and ler! Dazai? The plot is yours, I just want Dazai to absolutely *ravage* the rat with raspberries LMAO- Whether it be affectionate or by sworn revenge, Dazai would do both honestly XD. Have an awesome day!

Hope your day is as great as you are

Hello, I am kinda tired but still surviving hehe 🥹

Lee: Fyodor

Ler: Dazai

Fandom: Boungo stray dogs

Fyodor sighed, keeping his attention focused on the book in his hands even as he heard the familiar footsteps approaching. He had hoped for a quiet evening alone to read, but it seemed fate had other plans.

"Well if it isn't my favorite rat," came Dazai's scathing voice from beside him. Fyodor sighed again.

"What do you want now, Dazai?"

"Can't I stop by to bother my dear friend without wanting anything?" Dazai replied in an overly sweet tone. "You wound me so."

The Russian turned the page, refusing to give Dazai the satisfaction of a reaction. But suddenly the book was snatched from his hands. He opened his mouth to protest but was cut off by the detective leaning in close, an unsettling grin on his face.

"I think someone needs to be taught a lesson about keeping their nose in books instead of paying attention to more important things," Dazai murmured. Before Fyodor could react, Dazai was assaulting his neck with raspberries, blowing against the sensitive skin. "Like me! I am important!"

Fyodor squirmed, trying and failing to suppress his laughter at the ticklish sensation. "D-Dazai, stop this instant!" he protested through gasps. But Dazai showed no signs of stopping, ravishing Fyodor's neck with playful vengeance. Despite his words, perhaps Fyodor didn't truly want it to end.

Fyodor's laughter slowly subsided as Dazai finally took pity on him, moving back just enough to meet his eyes. But the brunette's grin remained just as infuriating as ever.

"Had enough yet, you anemic devil?" he taunted. Yet despite the insults, his tone held no real bite.

Fyodor huffed, trying to regain some composure as he smoothed down his rumpled collar. "You are incorrigible," he said with as much disdain as he could muster.

But the effect was somewhat lessened by the flush in his cheeks and the way his lips still twitched with barely restrained smiles. Dazai chuckled, clearly noticing.

"And you're utterly hopeless," he replied, shifting to sit beside Fyodor with their sides pressed together. Before Fyodor could protest the continued proximity, Dazai had looped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close.

"Do shut up and accept your defeat with some grace, rat."

Fyodor knew he should push Dazai away. But he couldn't deny a small, secret part of him that enjoyed these moments of closeness, no matter how roughly Dazai treated him. With a reluctant sigh, he leaned into Dazai's side just a fraction.

"Very well, you loathsome cretin. For now, you've won." His words were sharp but his tone betrayed nothing but fond exasperation. And as they sat together in comfortable silence, even insults couldn't disguise the care they felt for one another.

That was until the dark haired man found himself laying on the couch, the brunette's head somehow ended up under his shirt, lips making contact with his ridiculously ticklish tummy

"Дерьмо. . .shit"

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Hello! I LOVE your writing! If you're still accepting prompts for tickletober, may I please request (bsd) Lee! Fyodor and ler! Dazai (romantic preferably, but whatever's easier for you) with day 18, magic?

Dazai can cancel Fyodor's ability, making him the only one who can touch Fyodor without dying. I have a headcanon that every time Dazai touches Fyodor in a certain, very light way, Fyodor will feel a tingly sensation wherever Dazai touches him as a result of their abilities interacting with each other. Usually, it's just a bit tingly, but it gets very ticklish when Dazai does things like poking, rubbing, tracing etc.

When the two are having a sappy romantic moment (not often, let's be honest XD), Dazai will be a little shit and place his hands on Fyodor's neck/jaw before kissing him, making Fyodor all giggly and flustered. For a more platonic scenario, Dazai is (just like before XD) being a little shit and he thinks it's funny when Fyodor loses his cool. So he quickly grabs Fyodor's hands, causing Fyodor to do a full-body shiver and try to yank his hand back, but since Dazai is stronger than him, he's stuck there, forced to endure the tickles until Dazai thinks he's had enough.

Sorry if this is long, feel free to decline. Have an awesome day!

Tickletober day #18: Magic

Hsjdhskhdjsh I hope this is okay, writing a russian rat and suicide maniac together is quite challenging and after the latest season, I have a hard time visualizing them as romantic partners

I am a Dazai x Sigma believer ✌️

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Fyodor x Dazai (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Fyodor

Ler: Dazai

Warnings: Tickles!

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“You’re not so scary now, are you?~” Dazai teased, having pulled Fyodor onto his lap with ease and more importantly, without getting obliterated in the process thanks to his special ability.

“And look, I can even touch you all I want~” and just like that, Dazai’s hands started to playfully roam all over Fyodors torso.

Being touched like this was foreign to him, to say the least, but he didn’t plan on it to feel so damn ticklish!

“Oh, what’s this? Did I hit a sensitive spot?~” Dazai whispered teasingly close to the russian male’s ear, causing him to jolt upright.

“Tch, I don’t get sensitive” Fyodor let out a huff, trying to cover up the laughter that threatened to spill out of his lips. How foolish of him to think that Dazai would just leave it there, it is Dazai, after all. He thrives on other’s misery.

“Then surely you won’t mind if I do this, right?~” there was an evil smirk on Dazai’s face as his bandaged fingers found their way under Fyodor’s shirt, making sure to touch every inch of his torso.

“Mph!” his eyes instantly shut tight at the growing sensation, trying to squirm away from the offender, but he was too weak when in such a vulnerable pisition.

“C’mon, y’know you wanna laugh~” Dazai’s index finger poked it’s way to Fyodor’s navel, earning a startled gasp from the latter.

“Gah! Pfft! Ahahahaha! Dazai nohoho!” the damn finally broke and Fyodor’s laughter echoed across the room. His pale cheeks quickly turning tomato red as he tried and failed to control his reactions. How embarrassing! Someone so feared being brought down with something so childish, and yet, it didn’t feel all that bad to be touched so gently. Not like Fyodor would admit it out loud, but knowing Dazai, he already has an idea.

“Better get comfy ‘cause I won’t stop for a looong while!~” and thus, Dazai kept softly yet consistently tickling all over Fyodor’s belly and sides. Feeling like he was on cloud 9 for hearing such genuine laughter for once from this man. Even if neither voiced their enjoyment of this moment, it was pretty clear to anyone the giddy expressions they both wore.

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Update: After doing a very crack rp of me playing as Fyodor, I can say I believe in FyoZai love LMAO

[fluffy-ami]

Hi, there! Congrats on 300!!!! For the mildstone, can I please request a lil doodle of Lee! Fyodor and ler! Dazai?

Day 11 – Squeal 🐀

It was the most random thing I've ever drawn, but I genuinely had fun with this omg

Askfhskkz my man just couldn't resist lol 🤡

You can also see that I decided to boost my inspiration a little by using this tktober prompt list, just because I haven't done this before. I don't think it really counts as participating (like, I wasn't even planning to do this in the first place afhkfm 💀), but using these prompts actually helped me a lot with ideas for people's requests, so let's just draw some stuff, technically for a few days of Tickletober lmao, I hope it's okay 💜✨

(Requests are closed for now, please send no more! ☕)

[intheticklecloset]

Hi! How are you? Can I please request a ler! Dazai lee! Fyodor coffee shot where the two are playing chess and Dazai wants to be a lil shit, so whenever it's Fyodor's turn to make a move, Dazai traces his knees from under the table? Meanwhile, Fyodor is leaning on his fists (Read: poorly hiding his lil giggles) and trying to kick away Dazai's fingers, not mentioning the tickles as to appear above being ticklish.

“Dazai.”

“Hmm?”

“Kindly remove your foot from my knee, please.”

A slow, wicked smirk. “Why should I?”

Fyodor’s face was impassive, but his clenched jaw gave him away. He took in a slow, intentional breath, studied the board, and moved a piece. “Your turn.”

“Such focus,” Dazai teased, dropping his eyes to the board himself. He made a show of putting his chin in his hands as if seriously contemplating his next move, all while his socked toes dragged purposefully along the side of the Russian man’s knee.

Fyodor’s breath hitching was near silent, but Dazai heard it, and it made all of this worth it.

The brunette moved a piece with flourish, then leaned forward to gaze lovingly at his partner as though they were at a romantic dinner and not playing chess. “Your turn~” he cooed, reaching under the table to replace his foot with his fingers, gently squeezing Fyodor’s kneecap.

The demon let out a soft curse in Russian, clenching a fist on the table, glaring at Dazai. “Be very careful, Dazai. You wouldn’t want to regret your actions, now, would you?”

Dazai fluttered his eyelashes at him. “Oh, but I would~”

Fyodor scoffed, made his next move, then leaned back in his seat with a triumphant smile. “Check.”

Dazai glanced at the board again and blinked, quirking a brow. “Hmm.” He dropped his hand from his partner’s knee to move a piece, and that was when Fyodor struck, grabbing his foot when it came back up to tease him and wiggling his fingers against the socked sole.

The detective squawked in surprise, gripping the table to keep from ruining their game, giggling helplessly as he did so. “Ah! Fyohohohoho!”

“Well? Better move, Dazai, or this game will be over and your safety from my wrath is forfeit.”

Dazai – curse him – somehow managed a wobbly smirk in the midst of his giggles and said, “Perhaps I wahahahant to suffer your wrahahahath, bunny~”

Then he purposely moved a piece that wouldn’t help him at all, officially giving the Russian the game.

Fyodor’s eyes grew cold and menacing in that way that Dazai both loved and feared.

“Very well, detective. You want me to tickle you so badly?” All at once Fyodor flipped the table and dove for Dazai, who screeched in delighted terror as those hands descended on his torso, drawing out even louder laughter. “You’d best be prepared to beg me for mercy in order to gain your freedom, love.”

[mah-t-wordblog]

Joke

Tickletober day 24

Lee: Fyodor Dostoevsky

Ler: Nikolai Gogol

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Ships: a little Fyodor x Nikolai

Warnings: This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like it, just scroll down

This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Nikolai walked, I mean, ran, to Fyodor, who was sitting in his armchair

“Fyodor! Fyodor!” He exclaimed

The Russian looked at him “yes?”

“Can I tell you a joke? You’ll find it hilarious!”

Fyodor smiled, this question was quite common

“Of course”

“So here it goes!” Nikolai spun around to emphasize the question “how do you make an octopus laugh?”

Fyodor scratched his chin, thinking

“Hmm, I don’t know, how?”

“You ten-tickle him!”

Nikolai laughed to himself

“That was really bad” Fyodor said

“Oh come on! Just this once! Give me a little laugh” Nikolai approached and put his hands on the man’s ribs

“Pfff” Fyodor said, holding his hands

“That was hilarious, ten-tickles, do you understand?”

“Nohoho ihit wahahasn’t” Fyodor didn’t laugh much because he wasn’t very ticklish, and also because he was holding himself back

“Oh sure it was, you’re laughing!” Nikolai exclaimed “I love hearing you laugh!”

The Russian threw his head back and laughed a little louder

“OK OK ENOHOHOUGH NIHIKOLAHAI”

The jester let him go

“Hahaha! Ten-tickles, do you understand?”

“Yes, yes, I already understood” Fyodor wasn’t angry, he was even smiling

Nikolai watched him “Can you play a song for me?”

The request wasn’t uncommon either, but it always happened out of the blue, as if the boy changed personality without warning

“Sure”

Nikolai took Fyodor’s cello and sat on the floor to listen to him play

He laughed as the music started, I guess he was crazy, and Fyodor didn’t care, he was just as crazy

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Tickletoberrrrrrr 💛💛

[horka14]

Headcannons to tickle Fedor and Kolya! 😸

Lee! Fedor

• Afraid of tickling 10/10

• The weakest places: neck, armpits, ribs, hips, lower back and feet.

• He seems quiet, but if you tickle him, he suddenly screams like a girl.

• Giggles and snorts.

• Tries to hide his laughter and smile so as not to show his vulnerability to tickling. When his feet are tickled, he laughs like a child.

• Squeaks like a mouse if its inner ear is cleaned with a brush.

Ler! Fedor

• Tickling from Dost, it's like a warning.....

• Surprisingly, it easily finds your most "deadly ticklish" places.

• Uses objects more often: feathers, brushes, brushes.

• Tickles silently, but his fierce grin will scare anyone.

• Glares at you while tickling.

Lee! Kolya

• Afraid of tickling 9/10

• The weakest places: Ears, sides, under the shoulder blades (back), knees and feet.

• Ringing laughter Kicking and kicking, trying to get out.

• If you tickle him for too long, tears will come to his eyes.

• VERY afraid of brushes.

• Becomes more vulnerable if his feet are anointed with oil (of course liquid)

Ler! Kolya

• Will tickle you mercilessly until he gets bored!

• Likes to use his ability.

• Likes to sneak up/ tickle unexpectedly

• Can use tickling as punishment during Quizzes :]

• Likes to blow raspberries into any weak spots.

• Teases and jokes at you as much as possible.

I'm sorry if there are errors in the text. I'm just using a translator. 😅

[cease-this]

"feeling talkative yet, dos-kun?~"

"neHEver!"

"try under his arms"

"NoHo WAIT!"

[rachi-roo]

Next fic is going to be more of my Dazai and Fyodor series!!!!

I've had two requests for some Lee Fyodor, the poor guy. XD So I'm going to combine the two!

After that, we'll have Lee!Sigma and Ler!Dazai!

Lots of Bungo Stray Business is coming up!!!!

[italeean]

Hello! Congrats on 350 followers! You're imcredibly talented, so good on you! May I please request an entry for the event?

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs.

Role in the tk community: Ler (I've been blessed with not being ticklish.

Romantic/platonic: Platonic (unless it's Fyodor, Dazai, or Sigma😂)

Gender: Male.

Here's a little about me :)

Age: 23

Gender: male.

MBTI: INTJ.

Introvert/extrovert: introvert.

Hobbies: playing the cello and piano (habe played both since I was 10), playing chess, and reading (I got a whole mini library in my house XD).

Likes: Stargazing, strategizing, books, instrumental music, listening.

Dislikes: Rude people, those who don't listen, dogmatic people, loud/crowded places.

Random facts I thought I'd include: Like a certain Russian rat, I'm anaemic. I'm also a bit of an insomniac, though I take meds for both. I speak MUCH more formally in person, though I tend to use slang or more laxed language online as a tone indicator (the struggles of ASD😅).

Feel free to decline if you get to busy. Your well-being comes first! Have a fantastic day and I wish you luck on all future endveavours!

Hello fellow INTJ, thank you for participating!!! I had lots of fun writing your request, it was genuinely cute 🥹❤️ Btw you remind me a lot of Fyodor haha but I didn't match you with him... anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your match! Let me know if you do, my dear Fyodor-anon ❤️🍡 *some dango to enjoy while reading*

🔮 So for my event, your match is... SIGMA

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• Okay first, Sigma is an absolute sweetheart with 100% lee energy, which matches your ler vibes • I feel like he'd be amazed by how many talents you have! He's the kind of guy who'd sit down and watch you play an instant for hours • He'd always take you with him at the casino, but he wouldn't make you stay in the middle of the crowd... he'd probably let you watch the cameras and see how people are playing. He'd love to hear your sarcastic comment's about the lack of brain of some people • I feel like the perfect date for you two would be an indoor date or exploring hidden gems where you can be almost alone and admire the landlord • I feel like his laughter goes from extremely high-pitched to silent... you'd probably tell him "Now I can play another instrument" just to see him blush • He'd be ✨️hopeless✨️ in a chess match against you, which would lead to him pouting at you... and obviously it would mean cheer-up soft tickles!! (I feel like he'd prefer a softer touch in this context) • HOWEVER... he'd be a great match against you in card games because he can memorize the cards so he'd have a big advantage to match your superior strategizing abilities! • I'm sure you'd annihilate him at Risiko, and he'd destroy you at Memory hahaha (if I had a game night with you two, I'd have to get ready for a major humiliation /hj) • I can imagine you two having a window on your ceiling to fall asleep while stargazing, although sometimes you'd also go out • I'm positive that Sigma would close the casino for one night just to do stargazing with you from such a high and secluded spot! • I feel like you'd enjoy reading together sometimes, and then you'd comment on the books you read at night... Sigma would LOVE your more formal speech style • Thanks to his amazing memory, Sigma would remember to make sure you follow a diet full of iron and take iron integrators... he'd do his best to take perfect care of you

🔮 Tickle scenario

Note: "мой ангел" means "my angel"

Fyodor Dostoevsky and Nikolai Gogol probably weren't the best guys around... to be honest, they weren't even close to being good, but they actually did the best thing when they introduced you to Sigma.

He was an angel to you, even if he couldn't see it. How he both listened and opened up to you, watched you play instruments as if you were a music deity, how he showed appreciation towards you and the quality time you spent together... you two were a match made in heaven. Different enough to complete each other and similar enough to be compatible.

You were thinking all of this as you watched your little angel asleep on the couch, breathing deeply but without making a sound. He looked like he was having a peaceful dream.

You had asked him if he could listen to a cello piece you were practicing on. It was an extremely relaxing piece, some critics even said it was probably a lullaby written by the composer for his children, but you didn't really think it would work on your boyfriend.

However, you had to interrupt that blissful moment for Sigma's sake. It was almost dinner time and sleeping at that time was surely going to mess up his sleeping schedule. You chuckled, glancing at that sleeping angelic face once more before tracing his back lightly to wake him up softly.

A smile formed on the dual-haired guy's face and it got wider and wider until it turned into a sleepy, groggy giggle. "Good morning, мой ангел~" you smirked while he looked up at you, still giggling as the last traces of sleep left his eyes.

"I wanna sleep... just keep playing your cello..." he tried pointlessly to swat your hands away. "No can do," You sing-songed "It's dinner time, and you need to get up if you want to sleep tonight." Your words made him groan, but he knew you were right.

"Go awayyy" He whined, and then he made the worst mistake. "Did you... just throw a pillow at my face?" You asked, showing playful indignation, and decided to make him regret that choice.

"5... 4... 3..." You started counting, and Sigma knew what was coming. You ignored his pleads and neutralized every attempt he made to get away, "2... 1..."

"Gyahahahahaha Ihihi'm sohohorryehe pleheheahase nohohohot thihihis!!!" He kicked with his legs and punched the couch, as if doing that would give him any relief or protection from the tickling he was receiving on his back, sides, ribs and underarms. "I'm afraid I have to decline your request, dear... you had your chance to listen to me, and now you have to face the punishment for not doing so." You solemnly scolded him. You didn't know why but that kind of tone always flustered him.

"YohOHOu're meHEahAHan..!" He complained while you drew little circles in the hollow of his underarms. "Says the one who threw a pillow at my face..." You quickly retorted, and then you decided to go for the kill without any kind of warning.

"NAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOT THEHE NEHEHEHEHEHEHECK!!! I'M SOHOHOHORRY IHIHI'M SAHAHAHAHARRYEHEHE IHIHI'LL GEHEHET UHUHUHUHUP!!!" He immediately caved in. It was adorable for you how he could've handle even two fingers tracing his neck.

"I didn't even get to use my whole hands there... but I got what I wanted and I'm getting quite hungry, so I'll let you off the hook this time." You decided to be merciful and helped him sit up, giving a couple of minutes to recover.

You noticed how late it was, and noticing that Sigma was fully recovered, you got up and walked towards the door of the living room. "Come on, let's go to din-" You tried to say before getting interrupted by two hands squeezing your sides.

"Hahaha I got you!" Sigma exclaimed proudly, eager to finally get his revenge on you... only to find out, to his dismay, that you weren't even twitching.

"Nice try, мой ангел~"

"H-how can this- No! Nononono wait wait wahAHAHAHAHAIT..!"

[giggly-squiggily]

Candy Heart Valentine Event 2024 Masterlist (A-N)

Here's the first half of the Candy Heart Valentine Event Masterlist :D

Big Windup

"Is this a bad spot?" (Lee!Abe, Ler!Mihashi)

Black Clover

"Come over here and make me!" + "What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish." (Lee!Finral, Ler!Yami)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" (Lee!Leopold, Ler!Yuno)

"Oh? Is someone ticklish?" + "You like being tickled, don't you?" (Lee!Charlotte, Ler!Yami)

"I didn't know you were ticklish here." (Lee!Noelle, Ler!Asta)

"No way! I didn't know you were ticklish." (Lee!Julius, ler!Marx)

"What happens if I do this?" (Lee!Fuegoleon, Ler!Yami)

"You're being extra annoying today! What do you want, kid?" + "You like being tickled, don't you?" (Lee!Asta, Ler!Magna)

Blue Lock

"Do you want me to tickle you?" + "Don't stop? If you say so!" (Sae x Reader)

"Hey, what are you- give that back!" + "Look how red you are, how cute!" (Lee!Reo, Ler!Nagi)

"Keep your arms up!" + "When's the last time you smiled? (Lee!Chigiri, Ler!Bachira)

"Oh? Is someone ticklish?" + "Don't stop? If you say so!" (Bachira x Platonic!Reader)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "I know all your weaknesses!" (Lee!Rin, Ler!Sae)

"What happens if I do this?" + "What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" + "I didn't know you were ticklish here" + "Is this a bad spot?" + "Look how red you are, how cute!" (Chigiri x Reader)

"What happens if I do this?" + "What's so funny?" (Lee!Isagi, Ler!Bachira)

"What's so funny?" + "Brave thing to say for someone so ticklish" (Rin x Reader)

"You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Lee!Rin, Ler!Bachira)

"You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Lee!Chigiri, Ler!Kunigami)

Bungo Stray Dogs

"Do you want me to tickle you?" (Lee!Tanizaki, Ler!Atsushi)

"Hey, do you like raspberries?" (Lee!Chuuya, Ler!Dazai)

"I haven't even touched you yet!" (Lee!Atsushi, Ler!Dazai)

"I haven't even touched you yet!" (Lee!Fyodor, Ler!Dazai)

"Look how red you are! How cute!" (Lee!Kunikida, Ler!Dazai)

"Oh? Is someone ticklish?" (Switches!Chuuya, Dazai)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "Stop squirming!" + Come over here and make me!" (Dazai x reader)

"Not there? What about here?" (Fyodor x Reader)

"What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (Lee!Dazai, Ler!Fyodor)

"You can't tickle me without Rashomon helping you!" (Switches!Atsushi, Akutagawa)

Chainsaw Man

"Do you want me to tickle you?" + "You like being tickled, don't you?" (Angel Devil x Reader)

"Do you want me to tickle you?" (Lee!Angel, Ler!Aki)

Danganronpa

"Come over here and make me!" + "Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "Look how red you are! How cute!" (Lee!Kiibo, Ler!Kokichi)

"Five more minutes!" (Korekiyo x Reader)

"I haven't even touched you yet!" (Lee!Shuichi, Ler!Kokichi)

"I just want a hug!" (Lee!Korekiyo, Ler!Koichi)

"Is this a bad spot?" (Lee!Shuichi, Ler!Kokichi)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" (Togami x Platonic!Reader)

"What happens if I do this?" (Gonta x Reader)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" (Korekiyo x Reader)

"You're so squirmy!" (Nagito x Reader)

Demon Slayer

"I know all your weaknesses!" (Switches!Sanemi, Genya)

"I know all your weaknesses!" + "Come over here and make me!" (Sanemi x Reader)

"No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!" (Lee!Giyu, Ler!Mitsuri)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "Do you want me to tickle you?" (Lee!Mitsuri, Ler!Obanai)

"This is the part where you run" + "You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Lee!Sanemi, Ler!Tengen)

"What's so funny?" (Lee!Muichiro, Ler!Genya)

"When's the last time you smiled?" (Genya x Reader)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" (Lee!Mitsuri, ler!Obanai)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" (Tengen x Reader)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" (Lee!Kagaya, Ler!Amane)

"Where are those giggles I love so much?" + "You have a lovely habit of creating snow when you get too giggly. I wish to witness it again." (Lee!Douma, ler!Kokushibou)

Dr. Stone

"Come over here and make me!" (Lee!Senku, Ler!Gen)

"No way, I didn't know you were ticklish!" + "What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (Lee!Nikki, Ler!Kohaku)

"What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish" (Lee!Ryusui, Ler!Tsukasa)

Free!

"Hey, what are you- give that back!" + "I didn't know you were ticklish here." (Ikuya x Reader)

"Not there, what about here!" (Rin x Reader)

Fruits Basket

"I know all your weaknesses!" (Lee!Yuki, Ler!Hatsuharu)

Given

"Look how red you are. How cute." (Lee!Mafuyu, Lers!Uenoyama, Akihiko, Haruki)

"Oh that is IT! Come here!" + "You like being tickled, don't you?" (Lees!Uenoyama, Mafuyu, Lers!Akihiko, Haruki)!

Haikyuu!!

"Brave thing to say for someone so ticklish" (Lee!Yamaguchi, Ler!Tsukishima)

"Come over here and make me!" (Lee!Suga, Ler!Asahi)

"Do you want me to tickle you?" (Atsumu x Reader)

"I could do this all day" (Miya twins x Sibling!Reader)

"I could do this all day." + "I just want a hug!" (Kenma x Reader)

"I haven't even touched you yet!" + Keep your arms up!" + "What a brave thing to say for someone so ticklish!" (Lee!Kuroo, Ler!Bokuto)

"Keep your arms up" + "You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Lee!Tsukishima, Ler!Yamaguchi)

"You like being tickled, don't you?" + "Look how red you are, how cute." + "Oh? Is someone ticklish?" (Suna x Reader)

Hell's Paradise

"What? Can't handle it? It's just a feather!" (Lee!Sagiri, Ler!Yuzuriha)

Hunter x Hunter

"Hey, what are you- give that back!" (Lee!Gon, Ler!Killua)

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

"Come over here and make me!" (Lee!Okuyasu, Ler!Josuke)

"Hey, what are you- give that back!" (Lee!Joseph, Ler!Caesar)

"I just want a hug!" + "I didn't know you were ticklish here." (Lee!Ermes, LerJolyne)

"When's the last time you smiled?" (Lee!Jotaro, Ler!Kakyoin)

"You like being tickled, don't you?" (Rohan x Reader)

Jujitsu Kaisen

"Hey, can you...you know?" (Lee!Megumi, Ler!Yuji)

"Hey, do you like raspberries?" (Switches!Gojo, Geto)

"Hey, do you like raspberries?" (Switch!Megumi, Itadori)

"No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!" (Lee!Geto, Ler!Gojo)

"No way, I didn't know you were ticklish!" + "Stop squirming!" (Lee!Gojo, Ler!Geto)

"Oh? Is someone ticklish?" (Nanami x Reader)

"I'm gonna get you!" "Hey, Do you like raspberries?" "You can't hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" (Gojo x Reader)

"When's the last time you smiled?" (Lee!Megumi, Ler!Gojo)

"When's the last time you smiled?" + "Hey, what are you- give that back!" + "I just want a hug!" + "What's so funny?" (Lee!Yuji, Ler!Megumi)

"You can''t hide from me, I can hear you laughing!" + "I haven't even touched you yet!" (Megumi x Reader)

[blue-little-angel]

Your Chuuya x reader made me MELT! Ur writing is so soooft! Can I please request a Fyodor x male! reader with a teleporting ability? (before established relationship). You know how Fyodor's really big on God? Pfft, imagine he suddenly has a crush on this reader who is a man, so he tries to hide it because he thinks its sinful.

Buuuuut! Reader's a tease who fears nothing and nobody and knows FULL WELL that this bitch has a massive crush on him, so just to catch him off guard/make him show emotion other than '_', the reader randomly tickle-attacks Fyodor using his teleporting ability so that Fyodor can't ever get him back. This becomes more and more frequent...

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AND THEN THEY KISS-

I didn't really feel confident writing about god and all but here's what I could come up with, sorry if it sucks:'(

Anyway...

°•|Hope your day is as great as you are|•°

Fandom: Boungo stray dogs

Lee: Fyodor Dostoevsky

Ler: male! reader

I tried to focus more on self-acceptance sorry-

Fyodor was lost in prayer as usual, meditating on God's divine word. His emotions were always so subdued, focused inward on his spirituality. Nothing seemed capable of disturbing his inner peace.

Or so he thought.

With a sudden pop, a certain psychic appeared directly behind Fyodor, arms extended in a sneak attack. "Gotcha!" You yelled mischievously as fingers descended upon Fyodor's waist. To his shock, Fyodor let out an uncharacteristic yelp and convulsed from the ticklish sensation.

As quickly as he'd appeared, the troublemaker vanished again in a flash of blue light. Fyodor was left gasping for air, cheeks noticeably flushed. What was this peculiar reaction? Never before had anyone been able to catch him so off guard.

Over the following days, Fyodor found himself continually harassed by surprise tickle attacks from your elusive self. No matter how alert Fyodor tried to be, the psychic was always one step ahead thanks to his teleportation. Each encounter left Fyodor more confused and rattled than the last.

Was this strange tightness in his chest coming from irritation...or something more profound? Fyodor tried to deny the latter, telling himself such feelings for a man went against God's teachings. But being around you made Fyodor experience emotion in a vibrant, stimulating way unlike anything before.

Finally, one fateful encounter went differently. As the machievous one materialized with waggling fingers, Fyodor steeled his nerves and grabbed both the psychic's wrists before he could strike. They stood frozen, heartbeat against heartbeat, gazes locked. Something shifted in that electrified moment.

Slowly, hesitantly, Fyodor leaned forward until his dry lips pressed against soft lips. To his amazement, you kissed back with fervor. The Russian's lips were dry but they teased like blood..but also had a floral sent, tasting more like sour fruits.

All of Fyodor's doubts melted away in the sheer joy and completeness of that moment. Perhaps God's love was more nuanced than he knew...

Fyodor was left reeling after that intimate exchange with you. As he retreated to his quarters, he sunk to his knees in prayer - but found no answers, only more questions swirling in his mind.

His whole life, Fyodor had defined love and righteousness through a very narrow lens, as prescribed by the theology of his childhood. But being with the cocky psychic had stirred emotions that defied all he once knew. There was an innate purity and rightness to the feelings, unlike anything sinful or forbidden.

Over several nights of introspection, Yokohama's rat slowly came to understand love in a new, expanded way. God's domain encompassed far more nuance and complexity than any church or doctrine. Divine love embraced all people equally, without distinction of gender, orientation or identity. Who was Fyodor to decide whom God could or could not love?

Perhaps what really mattered most was the dignity, compassion and devotion present between two souls. Fyodor saw all those virtues in his bond with the reader. Their connection felt divinely ordained, a blessing rather than transgression.

From that epiphany, Dostoevsky emerged with a profound sense of clarity and peace. His faith had evolved to embrace life's rich ambiguities, not shrink from them. And he was ready to offer his heart fully to the one who helped open his eyes - if they would accept him in return. A loving God smiled upon such unions, Fyodor felt certain now deep in his soul.

[tricks-tickles]

merry (late) christmas and a happy new year to @blue-little-angel! trust me to finish this one singular day before the deadline haha, thank you to @squealing-santa for bearing w me. anyway here is your fic! i may have misread your prompt a little and so this is only sigma and nikolai but i hope you’re still happy with it. This is also my first bsd fic so sorry if the timeline/characterisation/vibes are off haha

ANYWAY

word count: 1228

pairing: Lee!Sigma & Ler!Nikolai

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‘Sigma~!’

He stayed very quiet. Focus on work: read over that paperwork… sign on the line, okay looking good-

‘Siiigma!’

Maybe if he was quiet enough Nikolai just wouldn’t see him. Like a T-Rex, if it’s not moving it can’t see it.

‘Ah! There you are~.’

Shit.

Out of all the members of the Decay of Angels, Nikolai was Sigma’s least favourite. He was far too unhinged, occasionally visiting Sigma just to threaten him as a joke, or play around with him. Never really hurting him though, Sigma suspected that Fyodor had ordered him not to.

That was another thing. Nikolai hated any time Sigma spent with Fyodor. Few as it was, in Nikolai’s opinion it was time that should have been spent with him instead. Nevermind that they were only discussing their great plan, or giving meagre updates on the Casino, according to Nikolai that was time that ought to have been spent with him, Fyodor’s best friend or boyfriend or whatever.

Sigma truly did not wish to be a part of either of their schemes. All he wanted to do was run his Casino. And yet.

“Sigma!” Nikolai pouted, “Why were you ignoring me?”

Sigma took in a long, measured breath.

“I did not mean to ignore you, I was just focussed on my work.” Which I would love to get back to, he thought bitterly.

“Oh, okay!” Nikolai said, taking a seat on his desk, scattering papers to the floor. Sigma leaned down to pick them up.

“It’s just… what were you up to today?” Nikolai said, seeming earnestly curious.

Sigma leaned back up, shuffling the stack back together and setting them down neatly on the desk. “I had breakfast with my head of staff, then had a brief meeting with Fyodor-”

“See,” Nikolai interrupted, “That’s what I heard, but I thought it couldn’t be true because Fyodor was meant to meet with me this morning and I thought ‘There’s no way my best friend Dostoy would blow me off for you!’, But now you’re telling me he did? Why would Dostoy do that?” He leaned in closer, kicking his feet childishly, “I think you must have done something… forced him.”

“I can assure you,” Sigma put on his best ‘Manager’ voice, “That I did in no way force Fyodor to meet with me, nor did I have any idea of your plans.”

“Hmm…” A mischievous grin broke out on Nikolai’s face, “If you say so~!”

For a second, Sigma hoped that would be all. For a second, he turned back to his desk and lifted his hand to the paper on top of the stack, when all of the papers were suddenly lifted away from him. He looked up, mouth open in protest as Nikolai tossed the papers into his cloak.

There was a beat of silence.

Then, a fluttering noise at the end of the room as the papers scattered out of Nikolai’s portal.

He did not turn to look, did not sigh, or even blink. Nikolai’s face was stretched into a massive, wobbly grin, as though he was trying not to laugh. It did not last long, as he burst into a loud, maniacal laugh. Now Sigma did sigh, as he raised from the chair and walked to the mess at the end of the room.

Apparently Nikolai did not deem this punishment enough, for as soon as he had turned his back he felt a heavy weight flop on top of him, arms wrapping around his core.

“Oh Sigma~.” Nikolai sang in his ear, and began prodding at his sides.

Fuck.

He tried to keep his composure, but Nikolai’s fingers were relentless, working their way under his blazer and pinching gently at his sides.

“Nik- Nikol- Nihikolahai! Stop!”

But it was too late, from his first laugh he knew he was a goner. Nikolai was like a shark, once he tasted blood (giggles) he was relentless. See, he may not have harmed Sigma, at least not physically, so his new favourite way to extract revenge came in the form of… tickles. Oh the humanity.

“Tickle tickle, Sigma~” Nikolai whispered, wiggling his fingers along his sides. Sigma felt his legs begin to give out as he fought against the laughter blooming within himself.

“I prohohomihihise! Ack- I did nohohohot fohohorce Fyodohohor to mehehehehehet mehehehe.” Sigma choked out, falling to his knees as Nikolai grew heavier on his back.

“Oh I know that, as if you could have any influence on Dostoy~.” As he spoke Nikolai’s hands worked up his body, pinching at his ribs and making him writhe.

Sigma squealed, his hands jumping up to weakly push Nikolai away, “Thehehen whahahat dohoho yohohouhu wahahahant!”

“You work too hard, Sigma. I’m just helping you relax.” Nikolai pouted.

“No yohohouhuhu aren- Hey!” Sigma’s arm slammed down as his quick fingers began to flutter under his arm.

“Sure I am. You don’t believe me?” Nikolai grinned, before putting on a hurt voice, “Are you calling me a liar?”

“Nohohohohoho!” Sigma called, even though that was exactly what he was doing. One of Nikolai’s hands was attempting to wriggle into his armpit, while the other was wrestling with his wrist, clamped tightly against his chest.

Nikolai rested his head on Sigma’s shaking shoulder. “I think you are~,” He cooed, “I don’t like liars.”

Sigma began to protest weakly, as Nikolai gripped his wrist and slowly forced his arm up, and into his cape.

It disappeared. There was a soft glow in front of them as his hand reappeared on the floor in front of them, and the portal tightened until he couldn’t pull it back through. He twisted till he was looking at Nikolai, still crouched over him and beaming.

“Noo, Nikolai please- just let me get back to work, you could see Fyodor now! Don’t waste your time on me, please.”

“Hmm,” He appeared to be considering it, but Sigma knew better than that by now. He braced himself.

“Nope~!” Nikolai called, and his fingers came skittering under Sigma’s arm.

He shrieked, pulling as hard as he could, but to no avail. He could do nothing but fall into hysterical cackles as his worst spot was clawed at mercilessly. He fell to the side a little, practically slumped in Nikolai’s arms as he half-hugged him to get at his spot, his other hand holding his cloak open.

“NIHIHIKOKOLAHAIHI!” Sigma cried.

“Is something the matter?” Came his shit eating response.

“YEHEHEHES, IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!! PLEHEHEAHAHSE!” Nikolai’s response was to dig deeper, the tips of his fingers scratching into the divot under his arm while his thumb dug into Sigma’s ribs. He tipped his head back and laughed, now fully boneless against Nikolai.

After a long moment, he realised that Nikolai had stopped. He released the portal and Sigma’s arm came crashing through. For a second he lay there, panting, until he realised he was lying in Nikolai’s lap and shot up.

Nikolai followed him up, snickering, “You looked so comfortable~.” He teased.

Sigma blushed. ��Yes well- is that all?” He really had no idea how to end these ‘sessions’.

“Mhm!” Nikolai said, skipping away, “I think I’ll go see if Dostoy wants to have tea with me, bye!”

And just like that, he was gone. Sigma turned around and sat heavily at his desk, still somewhat short on breath.

There was silence, then another fluttering of paper. He looked up, confused and blinked at the messy stack that had appeared on his desk, only catching the last golden glimmer of a portal. Sigma swung round in his chair, but Nikolai was gone.

One single piece of paper drifted from the top of the stack towards the floor.

Sighing, Sigma picked it up and got back to work.