#mc tickles

[sleepysheepytea]

Random lil thing my hand did

I’m sick and i was in bed all day with nothing to do so i drew a bunch of doodles in my sketchbook of Steve and Alex and giving them my own headcanons/lil touches

And ofc it made me want to draw tks HEHEe

[lovelynim]

Can I request more lads content please🙏🙏

Lee Sylus or maybe more Lee Zayne?

[Requests open]

Hello anon!

Since we already had one lee!Zayne in this batch, I decided to go with Sylus. Hope you don't mind ~

Sylus let out a soft, low groan as you pushed him against the wall. “Careful, officer,” he teased, looking over his shoulder to throw a glance at you, “I might fill a complaint for Civil Right Violations at this ra-”

“You have the right to remain silent,” you interrupted him, speaking firmly as you pressed his arms against his back, handcuffing them. One could say you were pushing your luck, but since he agreed on this little play, “and I advise you to do so, mister.”

Sylus rolled his eyes, but let it slide. He could get his revenge for that attitude later. “Alright, officer, just do your job and I’ll do min- ngh!”

You grinned, two of your fingers pressed at his ribs, resting still as a stone. You waited a couple seconds and, just as Sylus was about to question your doings, you prodded at his ribs again. The reaction was the same, if not better. “If you resist, I’ll have to use force.”

“W-who’s resisting here, kitt- h-hey!” Sylus jumped, his jaw clenched and a crooked smile on his face as you used your finger-gun to tase his sides. “S-stohop it, I’m seheherio- ahaha, k-kittehen!”

“It’s ‘officer’ for you, mister”, you insisted, continuing with what could only be described as some sort of authority abuse. “Surrender for your own good, sir!” You spoke, your hand roaming by his hip.

Sylus gasped, letting the air back into his lungs before shooting you an annoyed glance. “...I have no idea- hah, what are you talking about, officer. How can I surrender if I didn’t resist in the first place?”

You blinked a few times, cocking your head to the side. You could spot the proud grin on his lips. “Hm, you have a point.”

“See? So how about you-”

“Then let’s move to the interrogation.”

Sylus widened his eyes. “Wait a seco- no, kihitten, thahahat wahasn’t pahahart of the deheheal!”

[l3viat8an]

MC: I should warn you, I'm not very good at keeping secrets from Solomon…..he has been known to use physical torture.

Asmo: You mean he tickles you.

MC: As I said, physical torture!

[rninies]

HE WILL BE MINE 👹👹

[a-blue-mask]

Scarletella as a personification of starvation. HEAR ME OUT-

[akiacia]

(Scott was there too)

[giggle-bee]

Triple Threat (Squealing Santa 2023!)

Hi, @hakurei-k, I'm your Santa for this year! Sorry this is a little late, but I hope you still enjoy it! It was a challenging prompt since I don't typically write intense stuff with multiple lers, but it was a fun fic to do, and I'm so happy I got you!! I also want to thank @squealing-santa, Hypah, for being such an amazing host!! Couldn't have done it without you, thank you for keeping the tradition alive!

(Ler!Barbatos, Ler!Solomon, Ler!Simeon, Lee!MC)

Warnings: pranks, suprise tickles

Summary: Barbatos has a day off but doesn't know how to spend it. How better to than with you? Mediating a prank war wasn't in the plans, though.

Word Count: 1.8k

When Diavolo had first approached Barbatos about taking the day off, he was against the idea. “My Lord, the New Year’s celebration is not far away. The castle must be prepared for guests, there is much work to be done-” “Exactly my thoughts! You’ve been working tirelessly, my friend, you deserve some time to yourself. It’s my castle, I want to have part in the decorating! Besides, I know you’ve been keeping an eye on that new tea house. Take the day and relax, Barbatos.”

Diavolo patted him on the back and left Barbatos standing in his office, lost for words and with a blank mind for the first time in a while. For anyone else, the opportunity would be a blessing, to leave your duties behind and pay attention to the parts of your life neglected. All Barbatos could think about was the castle in a state of disarray, clashing colors, decorations strewn haphazardly about the place, anything less than perfect was not acceptable.

However, Diavolo’s pout if he figured out Barbatos was still working during his break was too heartbreaking to think about. Barbatos sighed, pulling out his DDD and pulling up his messages with you.

Barbatos MC, would you like to join me at Witch’s Brew this afternoon? My schedule has been cleared. 

MC Oh? Is that the new tea place across from Majolish? I would love to!

Barbatos Alright. See you at noon. 

Witch’s Brew was a quaint shop that sold both loose leaf teas, tea sets, and delicious desserts. To a demon like Barbatos, it was heaven. The aroma of dried flowers and warmth tickled his nose as he opened the door, sitting down at a small table with a candle in the middle. It was peaceful here, soft music playing over the speakers and setting a light ambience to the space. Ordering some tea for the both of you would be his first order of business. The fragrant notes of hibiscus and lemon called to him from behind the counter, he would bring it back to the table piping hot and waiting. 

A smile came across his lips as he imagined you taking the first sip, your eyes lighting up at the sweet flavor- rich and floral with a hint of tart to balance it. The thought was almost as sweet as you were. The tinkling of the doorbell made Barbatos glance up hopefully from his cup, eyes alight when he saw you. But you weren’t carefree and jubilant as usual. He picked up on the nervous glances you were sending around the room, your hesitant steps towards the table, and most of all, you hadn’t greeted him with so much as a smile yet. Quite unusual. 

“Ah, hello Barbatos! Sorry I’m late,” you whispered, smoothing your clothes and sitting in the chair he pulled out for you. The demon cocked an eyebrow at your behavior, instantly analyzing your expression. He knew something was up.

“Would you like to tell me what is obviously bothering you? You look like someone is out to get you.”

“Ahaha… well…” You scratched your arm, averting your gaze and peering down into the teacup. “You could say that.” You chose to elaborate on the prank war currently going on in Purgatory Hall, the one you had started a week ago. Luke had voted on staying out of things, which meant you, Solomon, and Simeon would have to prank amongst yourselves.

Pulling out all the stops this morning, you had set up several pillows to fall onto Simeon’s head, covering him in feathers. You had swiped one of Solomon’s singing potions earlier in the week and mixed it into a batch of cookies, which had him singing curses for the next hour. You had found these harmless pranks extremely funny, but both Solomon and Simeon were sure to get you back. 

“So that’s why I have to stay vigilant! They could be anywhere, Barbatos, I have to keep a lookout,” you explained, taking a sip of your tea. The flavor was complex and delicate, a nice reprieve from the chaos going on with your friends. You melted into the warm drink, nodding at the teapot, “This was a good pick, thank you for letting me try it!”

Barbatos shook his head with a fond smile. He knew you were “I believe tea is better when shared in good company, so it’s my pleasure.” Pouring you two another cup, he thought on your predicament. If Solomon and Simeon were working together, it could spell disaster for everyone in Purgatory Hall.

Humming in thought, Barbatos finished his tea and set the cup down gently onto a saucer. “Can I escort you back? Like I said, my schedule is clear for the day, so it would be no trouble. That way, you won’t have to worry about anything on your way,” he offered. Barbatos knew they would never do anything to harm you, but if it would make you feel better, it was worth it.

You perked up, relief washing over your face. “I would appreciate it, those two like to scare me as much as it is.”

Taking a dessert to go, you and Barbatos left the teahouse and started the journey back to the House of Lamentation. On the way, you talked about everything from next year’s classes to Satan’s newest cat adoption antics. Barbatos felt at ease talking to you, as he always did. His worries for the celebration faded with every step as he let you take the wheel of the conversation. Before you knew it, you two were on the doorstep. 

“Thank you for walking me here, Barbs. We need to do this again sometime!” You opened the door and were about to wave goodbye when two arms pulled you into the foyer. Barbatos quickly moved inside, surprised by the sight that greeted him. 

Solomon and Simeon had trapped you in their arms, encircling you like twin felines playing a game of cat and mouse. Solomon’s deadly smirk was something you knew all too well, paired with Simeon’s laughing eyes, they had been out to get you from the start. “You fell right into our trap, MC~” Simeon purred in your ear, watching your eyes flit between the trio of people in the room. Well, one human, one angel, and one demon. The mischievous fire in Solomon’s eyes appeared anything *but* human to you in this moment. 

Solomon looked to the demon at the door, “What do you think is a fitting punishment for our friend here, Barbatos?” 

Barbatos slowly stepped forward until he was in front of you three, assessing the situation. “Seeing as they’ve confessed their transgressions to me already, I believe something… like this will suffice,” Barbatos reasoned, grinning at your shocked face.

“Barbatos! You’re supposed to be on my side- HEY!” Barbatos wormed his hand between you and Simeon to give your side a squeeze, making you curl into Solomon. Simeon started to snicker at the idea, using his free hand to scribble around your neck while Solomon’s smile grew wolfish. “I think that’s a great idea, don’t you think so, MC?” 

You were trying not to react to Simeon’s gentle scribbles, your cheeks puffing out and your lips pouting to hide your smile. “N-no! Not a great idea! Barbatos- help me!”

Raising an eyebrow, the demon tilted his head to the side, “You want me to help? Alright, I can manage that. After all, I have no obligations today, I can spend as much time as I want here.”

Barbatos latched onto your sides, kneading into them with sudden speed and vigor that you weren’t prepared for. Your straight faced facade went flying out the window as you tried to wiggle away from the tickles to no avail. Solomon and Simeon seemed to have the same idea, the angel’s fingers finding a home in your armpits and Solomon’s squeezing at your hipbones. “WHAHAHAIT! NOhOHoO!” 

You had endured tickle attacks from all three of them separately, but together, the trio was insufferably good at reducing you to a laughing fit. They continued to scribble and poke all over your worst spots, Simeon finding a good spot on your lower tummy that almost sent you backwards. Every time you got used to something, one of them would move, sending you into giggles all over again. 

“I almost forgot how ticklish they are! Solomon, keep that up,” Simeon laughed with delight at how you squirmed away from Solomon’s evil hands that were currently chasing your ribs. “If I were you, I would stay still- it would be done a looooot faster!” Solomon chirped from your left, tazing your ribs and making you fall into Barbatos’s waiting arms.

“Your laugh is almost as sweet as the tea, you know,” Barbatos whispered quietly, kneading into your lower back and sides, chuckling when you tried to pull away with a blush. Simeon gasped and excitedly pulled you away, hugging you tight against his chest. 

“Theres this thing I used to do to Luci when he would misbehave, let me show you!” He closed his eyes and you felt invisible feathers gliding across your ears and neck, making you scrunch up. The feathers seemed to reach all of your worst spots, soft but they tickled like hell. When you felt one graze the bottom of your foot, you squeaked in surprise, how was this even possible? Simeon’s laugh sounded like bells, contrasting with your loud and squealy one. “I cAhAHaAHaN’t! PlEHehAHeaSe!” 

He slowed down the feathers of his wings to softly stroke up and down your arms, letting you collapse into him. Solomon ruffled your hair, “You all tired out? I think it’s payback for making me sing through all of breakfast. Simeon looked like a fancy chicken this morning,” he laughed. Simeon rolled his eyes, “Did you learn your lesson, MC? Never mess with Purgatory Hall, or you’ll awaken the tickle monsters that live there!” He tapped your nose, taking note of your lingering smile and flushed cheeks. He grinned and gave you a hug, releasing you. 

Barbatos had his hands behind his back, almost like he hadn’t contributed to your ticklish demise. “The cake is still outside, would you like me to bring it in?” His sly smirk didn’t go unnoticed, you nodded, rolling your eyes. “You were supposed to help me!”

“I never said I would help you. Besides, I think you deserved a little prank back for the ones you performed,” he noted, bringing the slice of matcha cake inside. 

With a sigh, you took the bag, holding out the delectable sweet. “How about a truce? Do you guys wanna split this?” All three of them nodded, causing you to smile. As you made your way towards the den, Barbatos concluded that his day off was a day well spent.

[lifesupreme-if]

this is just the plot of the game

[yallmakemyassitch]

Tickletober Day 6 /// "I'm Not Ticklish!"

I'm so sorry for the late upload y'all! I got caught up in personal stuff so the comic's progression has been really slow. But regardless, I managed to complete it tonight (at the sacrifice of a few hours of sleep)! Hope you like and don't worry, more spicy prompts are coming your way! (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

Mort finally gets his revenge lol

Seriously they're such cuties I'll never get enough of their relationship 🥺

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2023/Day 29 - Zombie

Obey me! - MC x Mammon

Using a make-up brush to spread the blue-ish powder over your cheeks, you looked at yourself in the mirror, making sure the whole costume was coming together nicely. Pale, lifeless skin, gruesome fake cuts and wounds all around and even some details to make it look like you were rotting alive. Yeah, that was a nice zombie costume.

“What are you supposed to be?”

Nice, but maybe not so obvious zombie costume. At least, not to everyone. Unamused, you sighed, turning around to face Mammon. “A zombie, duh,” you said, checking out his costume. With fake red horns on his head and a black cape, he was dressed as… a demon. How creative.

“Hah, a zombie?” Mammon laughed, putting a hand on his waist and tilted his head, trying to check out the rest of your costume. “You’re not going to try to eat my brain, are you?” He teased.

“I would if you have one,” you chuckled, your voice full of snark as you highlighted the dark circles under your eyes.

“Hey! Whaddaya mean?” Mammon barked, crossing his arms and puffing his cheeks. Oh, he looked offended - which only made you laugh more.

Turning back to him, you put the make-up tools aside and took a few steps towards the bed where he was sitting. “What? Do you want me to eat you, Mammon?”

It was easy, almost too easy to get him flustered. Just like you expected, his eyes opened wide at your words, probably falling for the second meaning in them. “W-what?!”

“You looked so offended when I said I wouldn’t… do you perhaps have something in mind?” 

You could tell how flustered he was, you could nearly feel the heat in his face when you leaned closer. Grinning, you put one hand on his shoulder. He could barely speak, stuttering one thing after the other, totally incomprehensible.

“Hah…” You inhaled deeply, closing your eyes and… “Pffft!”

Pushing him down into the mattress, you managed to lift his shirt in a swift moment. With Mammon pinned down under you, all you needed to do was blow one raspberry after the other, covering his middle with ticklish attention.

“NahAHAha- wahAHAhait!” He cried, putting both hands on your head as he tried to push you away, his feet kicking in the air as you began to nibble close to his navel. “ThaHAHahat’s noHOhot eahAHating! It’s tihIHickling!”

“Same thing,” you muttered in a breath second, using that small pause to catch up your breath before continuing to “eat” the poor demon. After all, if he didn’t have a brain, as a zombie, you needed to feast on something else, right?

A/N: After Tumblr tried to get rid of me, did you guys thought I would lose my streak? NOT A CHANCE

I just couldn't share it with you guys and here is the proof!!!

Anyway, you can expect a 2nd post today, so see you soon!

[chibimochii]

A small doodle, to rejoice over obey me Nightbringer being out.. I’ve missed the guys a lot ;-;

[3stq]

Obey me fic please! 😊

Hello! Thank you for the ask! I shall receive your wish. Though, I'm not sure which characters you'd like to see, so I'll just do lee lucifer and ler MC (you're MC, so I'll be using "you" instead of MC.)

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"The strong demon has a weakness."

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It was close to midnight, around 11 PM. You were laying in bed, but you couldn't sleep. You grabbed your D.D.D and went to Chat. You texted Lucifer.

"Hey, Lucifer. I can't sleep, can I come to you?"

"Sure."

He replied back. A few minutes later you were knocking on his door, you waited for a response. The Demon opened the door, he looked at you and raised an eyebrow.

"Any reason why you cannot sleep?"

He asked. He was curious, and a bit concerned.

"I'm not sure. I think I still have a lot of energy."

You walked in as he closed the door behind you. You both walked towards the bed and laid down.

A few minutes in and you were both cuddling with each other.

You tried to get move comfortable, but your hand accidentally rubbed against the side of Lucifer, as not expected, you felt him flinch.

You knew what this meant.

"Hey, Lucifer. What was that?"

You asked before sitting next to him, he looked at you in confusion.

"Nothing."

"..Liar."

You went in. You squeezed and poked his sides. Hoping you would get a reaction out of the demon.

"M-MC, whahahat are you dohoing?"

The giggly demon giggled, he didn't really fight back, he just giggled and looked at you in confusion.

"The strong demon has a weakness."

You said confidentially. Your hands went a little down to his hips, and boom, jackpot.

"WahAHAhaIt! StOhoP THIhis IHINstAhahAnt!!"

Then, he did fight back. You found his weak spot. Of his whole body. His hands grabbed yours. To fight back. And you knew this was the end.

You stopped tickling him and laughed. Both laughter of the demon and human calmed down as you guys were both laying down again.

A few minutes later, you both were sleeping like angels. Or at least, ticklish people.

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AYAYAYAY first fic 👍, I did this in like 20 minutes im impressed!! i also wrote this at 2 am because i couldn't sleep. anyway i hoped you enjoyed, anon!!♡

[akiacia]

hi! ( • ᴗ - ) ✧ i saw that you have an mc for olnf as well so i've been wondering what her opinion on baxter is and what she thinks of him! my mc from each game have polar opposite opinions on baxter for some comedic effect lol. love your art btw! i adore maggie sm😭

😭💕 maggie blows you all a 💋, thank you!! for the kind words and the interest in kino 🥹 my impression is that she.. probably doesn't feel strongly abt him either way 🤔 she wouldn't dislike him, but he's older than her and clearly considers her 'best friend thief #2' (even tho she didn't ask for this..), so she's keen on staying in her friend-in-law lane 🤣 she immediately typecasts him as A Rich Boy she has nothing in common with regardless, and assuming their relationship doesn't evolve, he'll continue to be a zoo animal she observes from a distance rather than a person she has real opinions abt LOL.

but tbh i think they're fundamentally similar, so if he had adopted her like qiu, she would’ve adopted him back 🤣 as an adult i think she'd find him perfectly palatable and his particularities a non-issue, tho that comes from a (mildly dead behind the eyes) chill LMFAO

[yallmakemyassitch]

Mort and Scrap as humans (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

Don't worry I'm gonna do Gunner and Legion next, such cuties fr. Random note but Shrapnel's hair was a fucking nightmare to draw, those layers and details was not worth it for my ass 😭

Also y'all already know what time it is >:)

[tanukitsuneko-suki]

the way sento would never give up on banjo. is making me sick again