#let’s see how i feel tomorrow i guess!

[taegyunie]

the way i’ve had this headache since yesterday night and i thought i finally got rid of it this morning… but now it’s decided to come back…

[scattered-winter]

made the mistake of reading through the political discussions on my big family groupchat that I usually keep muted. you must never do such a thing.

[kanene-yaaay]

Silver and Silk (Tickletober - Day 2)

Kanene's notes: Uhhhhh not gonna lie, this one was very difficult to me jhgfdfgh the only other damnei I know is Tian Guan Ci Fu and I don't really feel secure enough of their personalities to write them so I am not v satisfied with this fic kjhgfrdfghjk but well! It was worth a shot, let's go! :D

Day 2- "Chase" (From Tickletober) and "Danmei Crossover" (from MXTXtober

Warnings: Some insect tickling, besides that, nothing I can think of. Ticklish!Lan Xichen. Around 2.000 words.

[~*~]

Lan Xichen answered the call. As he should, as he always did. He smiled and thanked the juniors for leading him to the place and dismissed them. It was an old house, well loved and well taken care of, but that exhaled such a powerful energy that it made Lan Shizui apprehensive as he reported his latest mission to him.  As one of the most capable cultivators to deal with curses and their cleaning, he went to investigate.

Walking around it, across the nearby terrain, he couldn’t find anything related with resentful energy, no traps or alarms. The only sparks of energy came from inside of the house and so Lan Xichen began making his way to it. It didn’t really felt dangerous, but if all the cursed, strongest artifacts felt so, their work would be much easier. It always paid off to be careful and diligent.

He prepared his xiao and opened the door.

… Something was watching him.

Even with the sunny day outside, the interior of the house was cold, the prickling feeling that the thing that was in this place was plentiful aware of his existence. Sparkles of silver began splatting the further corner of the room. Taking Liebling to his lips, Lan Xichen began playing a calming song, one that talked about his intentions, about peace and about moving on, even if his heart arched a bit with each note, being exposed could be a well sharpened sword.

The feeling that the place got a little warmer wasn’t ignored as he stepped closer to the artifact, the sunlight coming from a window and illuminating what seemed to be a long string of white fabric that was adorned by multiples silver butterflies extremely similar to the ones used for communication by the Jin Sect. One of them shot quickly in his direction, barely giving him time to dodge. More and more got up from the fabric and followed the first lead and suddenly he saw himself surrounded by them from all sides.

It was not safe to draw his sword. Powerful artifact could easily connect through weapons to the yielder’s qi and, if it was not strong enough to chase it away, his core could get easily drained, only making the artifact stronger. Lan Xichen could feel how much older they were, being here much much earlier than his birth, it would be no good to make this bet.

At the same time, as much as the house was cozy, it was small and his maneuvers were being impacted. With decision, he ran back to the yard, dozens of butterflies flying right after him, throwing themselves at his face, arms, trying to reach anywhere they could touch. Twirling, jumping, contorning himself in anyway he could to not be harmed, Lan Xichen began infusing more qi to his song, the calming, reassuring song becoming more insistent, more direct.

In between the dance of white of his own robes, he didn’t realize as a part of it became astray and flew to his direction, only realizing his mistake as one end clung to his wrists, tying them up to his chest, forcing the song to end before he could . 

Lan Xichen ceased his movements as the butterflies stopped mid-air. In sync, Liebling and Shuoyue began vibrating. His eyes widened as the cloth began vibrating in a slightly different tune. His breath caught. It was tempering with his weapons. He could use Liebling and, with a quick, strong push of qi and a precise enough sound he could try to cut the fabric, but if it took ahold of them, he didn’t think he would’ve time enough to even send a signal for help.

Then, all the three of them went quiet. The cold that had been clinging to his skin disappeared. The butterflies continued to fly on the same place, not attacking further. One of the ends of the cloth freed itself and turned in his direction. Lan Xichen felt strangely seen.

Perhaps it was sentient?

He didn’t had much more to lose.

“Can you understand me?”

The fabric tilted in what seemed a nod, got closer. He tried to not think too much about it wrapping on his neck and giving him a quick end. Usually, he was well attuned to intentions of artifacts and until now there hadn’t been any stronger push of vindication towards him, still, they did attack. Maybe it was well hidden.

“I apologize for trespassing into your home, it was rude of me.” True. Of course, announcing his presence would be absurd and he would do exactly the same if he were to repeat the ambushing, but he can acknowledge his lack of manners on it. Especially if it could led him to understand better the object in front of him. “I am Lan Huan, courtesy name Xichen.” The fabric tilted downwards and poked his sleeve, attention no longer held in him. Lan Xichen couldn’t say if this was a good or bad sign. Was it offended for his white robes and looking for an equal sentient path of fabric? Or was it offended?

“I came in the name of the Gusu Lan Sect, as their Sect Leader.” He felt silly explaining it. His sect was one of the Grand Four, anyone would look at his forehead ribbon, his guan and know exactly who he was and where did he came from. He had no way of knowing if this artifact was alive before his clan was even formed, however. “And I do not wish to bring harm. There were reports of a powerful force being found in this home, so I thought it was wise to investigate.”

The butterflies began circling him, flying with no hurry and fluttering their wings in the sunlight, which made him tense. However, the grip around his wrists loosened and the fabric appeared once more in front of him, bouncing twice before turning from one side to another. Lan Xichen hummed in the same tone Wangji did when there was a social cue he should step in but decided not to. Both affirming and denying, neutral enough to pass.

It seemed enough. With the corner of his eye he could see a braver butterfly getting even more closer to his side, almost behind him. As the end of the white silk shot up to into its direction, it brushed softly on his neck.

Maybe it was the adrenaline. The anticipation that has been following him all along.

Lan Xichen giggled.

And felt the silk and butterflies stop and stare directly at him, the still tingly, tickly sensation dancing all across his neck since he couldn’t even use his hands to rub it away.

Another brush. This time more purposeful, curious, deliberate scratching the soft fabric on the skin. Xichen squeaked and widened his eyes. 

The butterflies got closer.

Lan Xichen ran.

Trees and blurs of colors passed in flashes of light. He kept his breath controlled as he dodged each obstacle, not wanting to overdo and feel exhausted so soon. He jumped, dodged, made sudden turns and twists in the hope of distracting them away. Huffs and puffs of snickers still spilled from his lips as the fabric still clung to him, teasing his control with prodding and soft brushes across his neck. His steps continued trying to escape, even if everytime he looked behind and saw the sea of silver following him he felt the giggles getting harder to control and the silk double its efforts to make him stumble. He snorted at a particularly bad scratching under his chin.

It was wise to keep running around the forest, not skittering too much into it, both to evade being guided to a trap or throwing himself too deep into an unknown path. There was a wide smile in his face and heat on his cheeks. Leaves crunched under his foot and branches broken in a way that would make his uncle complain about his careless steps, talking about how they continued to alert his opponent where he was going and making him repeat the lesson until it was recorded in his mind.

It was very difficult to focus on that, however, when every light tickle of that silk reminded him how bound he still was, how at each look behind the butterflies got closer and closer to him.

“Nohohoho!” An undignified snort that Nie Mingjue loved to tease him about escaped from his lips as the tickling changed to a series of  poking and rubbing until there were more and more snorts mingling in his giggles. “Whyhihihihi.must you continuehehehe!?”

Soon he would be caught. There was no saving plan forming in his mind and the the butterflies naturally had an advantage, they were small, they didn’t have to dodge as much as him and, mainly, they weren’t being thoroughly distracted as he was, right now. One of them flickered its wings behind his ear and made his giggling evolve to a frantic squeak, especially as another butterfly took care of his other ear.

The white fabric gave the spot under his chin a last scribble before worming its way to his armpits and drilling, Lan Xichen squawked and stumbled and fell on the grass with an uncharacteristic ungrace. He hadn’t time to think about this, however, before all the other butterflies finally reached their target, seeming to only be fuelled by each one of his reactions. They were on his ears, his neck, even walking and fluttering their ethereal wings non stop over every line and corner of his hands, chasing the most ticklish spots like hunters and honing them with precision until each one of their movements kept sending him tiny, unbearably light and soft tickly shocks. 

Lan Xichen tried to momentarily squash his face on his shoulder, lips pressed shut as squeaking yelps and crackling giggles bounced excitedly on his tongue pushing for their freedom.

The white silk, seemed much offended to no longer being able to listen to his laughter, only the smalls huffs and quiet snorts that managed to escape from him and descended to his highest ribs, pressing down and vibrating like it was fighting for its life.

Loud laughter filled the air. They held no words or sense, all giggles, snickers and squeal floating freely between the trees, and nothing more, just a single cultivator on the ground squirming and hugging himself without even realizing he was already unbound. There was a giant smile on his face as they jumped from a spot to another. Ruoye was literally vibrating in excitement! Such a lovely laughter he hand, such adorable reactions!

A few pokes on his rubs on his ribs and he would start squirming from side to side, a little squeezing on his sides and there would be funny squawks filling his laughter, some digging and scratching on his tummy and then high giggles would take over. Even his elbows! When his sleeves had show this free path of skin and a few butterflies started tickling it he began squeaking softly and running to cover his mouth. How delightful! He was almost as ticklish as his master and Ruoye couldn’t deny being impressed by it.

How could humans just go around with their lives being so ticklish? Probably the reason why this cultivator used so many layers of robes, the poor human couldn’t even walk without a gush of wind making him fall on the ground with laughter. 

Ruoye got up and saw the glistering of water on the corner of his eyes and waved for tickling to stop. Then snuggled on his chest and it still shook with his last giggles. Maybe it should talk with his weapons again before they had to part their ways, acquiesce that their human was really truthful in his intentions as their promised, perhaps share a story or two about silly humans and their silly ticklishness. It could wait a bit, however., the lull of the cultivator taking deep breaths only to fall again into a quick bout of tittering even if they had stopped attacking him for some time already being fun enough to distract it for a little more.

[mercymaker]

brother, i am in the overwhelmed city. the headache city. the holy shit i'm actually sick city. the i have no grasp on life city. i literally can't keep up with anything anymore city

[seraphim-soulmate]

when my roommates put things back in the kitchen incorrectly it makes me frustrated and angry. apparently, did you know, this is not a thing all or most humans experience ? some people don't have an intense emotional reaction to things not being stacked in the optimal way, or pans not being put back in their "usual" spot. did you know this. did you.

[lesbianlenas]

the way that i am always like how can i get out of going to class & now when i had to call the paramedics i’m like but i HAVE to go to class tomorrow :( like ok girl what is it? suddenly when it’s better not to ur like no i need to i see how it is

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

[anaalnathrakhs]

i know it's not like i'm the most affected by the situation, but i wish idk i wish that i didn't have to direct my whole behavior to be my mom's emotional support dog so she can feel she's a good project manager and at least someone understands her side and listens to her good advice. which admittedly my uncle is being particularly difficult in this whole situation, bc it's always complicated, but also christ maybe it was your mom but it was also my grandma. one day you tell me "what you two had was really special" and the next you don't even let me have a moment alone with her. like god. you saw her yesterday. you could've left me a minute with her or something. you could've refrained from putting your gross ass arm around my shoulders like why do you absolutely cannot resist ruining every important moment in my life? i want to be as helpful as possible for her in this very difficult time, but NOT EVEN FIVE MINUTES. not even five minutes could she stand letting me handle how I want to grieve MY own grandmother.

[dandyshucks]

okay stressful event done, hopefully i can be calm and normal again starting tomorrow 🙏

everyone put your lucky clovers and horseshoes together for me to hope that I did not get covid because I was the ONLY PERSON IN THE ENTIRE VICINITY WEARING A MASK. OUT OF 200 ISH PEOPLE. FUCK !

[exopelagic]

honk shoo.

[mayspicer]

He keeps me company while I work

[insanechayne]

~ ~ ~

[raksh-writes]

I have Finally finished the first chapter of my Master's thesis! 🥳🥳 Im like at least half a year late and have around 2-2,5 weeks to write the whole ass next chapter so Im COOKED still but oh well :') Im gonna take the rest of the day off to let myself marinate in this small win and then from sunday on it's gonna be a grind of reading material and trying to write at least the first version of the next chapter so hopefully my (truly wonderful :')))) supervisor (who sprung the '2 chapters minimum to pass' ultimatum on us Last Night) hopefully lets me pass and then I can work on all the bells and whistles of making it a proper chapter 🙈 But yeah, first a break for the mental health and hopefully teaching my brain its fun and nice and totally worth it reaching a goal 👌

[shrimpoe]

Starts wailing. Chrissy...

[kisssukuna33]

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who always have you over at his house the night before an important match. It helps with the stress he says.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who always put on a TV show before you two settle into the couch for cuddles. Usually the cuddling session is a mix of him relaxing against you as you ask him questions about the match tomorrow.

"You packed an extra pair of shorts this time right? Remember what happened last time"

"yeah I did"

"Did you iron the clothes?"

"Uraume took care of it"

"That new protein shake your nutritionist recommended, Did you take it?"

"Already did"

"What about snacks during the game tomorrow? did Uraume-

"oh my god baby relax, it's all taken care of"

He says in somewhat of an annoyed tone as he pulls you even closer to his chest, tightening his grip around you. But deep down he loves it when you are concerned about him like this.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who insists that having a good time before the match tomorrow isn't a problem to him but you reject the offer firmly because you know how Sukuna gets whenever you two started something.

It always ends up dragging for hours so no, your bf needs his beauty sleep for tomorrow.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who pouts slightly when you say no to him but decides to settle with the short make out session instead, better than nothing he thinks.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who teasingly steals few touches from your sensitive areas, clearly trying to rile you up but stops after seeing the glare you gave him.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who never seems to be the type to get much nervous before matches. Because of his Overconfidence? His never ending Ego? maybe. But his ability to stand strong in situations like this always makes your heart flutter.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who always makes sure you get the best VIP seat to his match, You always need to be in the front lines where he can see you from clearly when he beat up his opponent back to his ancestors.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who always find a way to bring you up in the Media press. Sukuna is widely known by the audience for being a down bad "simp" for his girlfriend as well as a complete disaster for his opponents.

"Mr Ryomen, Do you know there's a whole talk in the internet about you being a simp for your girlfriend? What do you have to say to people who spread things like that?"

"Keep spreading the truth I guess. The internet definitely needs it more"

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who hurries back to his changing room and jumps straight into your arms. Despite your constant nagging for him to get patched up first.

"Baby did you saw the jab-cross I threw before he hit the ground?"

"Yeah it was Amazing Ryo!"

"I did good than the last match, didn't I?"

"Yeah you always do"

"Then I deserve way more than that cheap kiss you gave me earlier don't I?"

"Get patched up first you freak, Uraume's waiting"

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who lets you both into his house as he holds your waist with one arm. He let go of your waist as he makes his way for the bathroom while murmuring something about showering first.

As he started to shower you turn on the tv with the intention of seeing the live match you saw today in the digital screen. And it immediately cuts to a interview Sukuna did just right after winning.

Boxerbf Sukuna! Who seems enthusiastic as ever talking to the reporters about the match he finished and the opponent he defeated. Not long after he adds a little appreciation from his part.

"My manager Uraume helped me with a lot of stuff so I truly appreciate them. Also my girlfriend stayed up beside me every night when I practiced and supported me in everything, this win is hers as much as it is mine."

"if you're watching this I love you baby"

A warm feeling start to take over your chest as you hear his words. The man who's appreciated and idolized by millions saying these things so casually to you, you still can't get your mind around it.

Then the reporter use his luck to ask a risky question one more time.

"it's look like you two have a great relationship together, what do you think about marriage Mr Ryomen?"

To that question Sukuna doesn't respond but instead returns a well knowing little grin as he waves off the interview.

"Tch why did they ruin the moment by asking that, now it looks like he doesn't want to marry me" you said to yourself.

Just as you were about to leave to the kitchen to grab a snack, something shining inside the closet that Sukuna forgot to shut earlier catches your eyes.

Hidden by the cloth piles it was a little jewelry box that had familiar initials on top of it.

It was none other than yours and Sukuna's.

Wait..

No that can't be, Yeah maybe this is the earrings he wanted to give you before.

But much to your surprise the box opened up to reveal a gorgeous wedding ring. A big diamond you sure costed atleast 5 six figures alone sitting on top of it. Inside the ring you and Sukuna's initials were carved into it making it seem even more special to your eyes.

Your heart is jumping from excitement and happiness, everything about your life is starting to get better and better and you can't help but thank Sukuna for it.

You don't want to ruin the surprise he planned for you of course. So you put the box back to it's place and sit on the bed till he's done showering patiently but the stupid smile you had since earlier didn't left your face for once.

"Alright I'm done showering let's slee- what's with you?"

"What's with me? nothing Ryo"

"You're are smiling very creepily woman"

"Ryo that's mean! My smile is not creepy!"

"Yeah whatever come here, freak"

Sukuna says as he drags you closer to his side of the bed while turning off the bedside lamp at the same time. Your bodies intertwine with each other like it was always meant to be. Sukuna's hands wrapping around you as he buries his face into your neck.

"Ryo?"

"hmm"

"I love you"

You can feel a small smile tugging at his lips.

"I love you too princess, more than anything"

Boxing Kuna is my favorite <33

No grammar checks though sorry :/

[bangcakes]

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