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[mythica0]

Levity

🎂: Epic the musical

🧁: Odysseus

🍫: Hermes

Summary: Hermes decides to cause a little mischief in the most fun way he knows how.

A/N: FUCK IT IM WRITING FOR EPIC. I am obsessed with Hermes and also very lee for him. Like there is a primal need within me to be wrecked by this man. This was very fueled by my lee mood and said desire to be wrecked by Hermes. (I basically just wrote what I wanted but happening to Odysseus haha) Hope yall enjoy this very self indulgent thing I wrote! :D

Cw for some pretty intense tickles

(P.S don’t question how Hermes does stuff it’s God Magic)

Levity

Hermes was bored. He had nothing to do, and he wasn’t the type to just sit around. No, he wanted to cause chaos. He wanted to spread mischief and jokes and make someone laugh or groan or smile, or even better, all of the above.

He decided to target his great grandson, and also his friend, Odysseus.

Ody had been on a journey after the Trojan war to get home, it’s been a month or so, and they were still just sailing. Hermes decided that the captain could use a little levity, a break from the monotony of daily life.

So he flew over to the ship and snuck on, heading towards the captains quarters.

Odysseus was working on some sort of Nondescript Work. Sitting at his desk with a quill in hand.

It wasn’t fun, but it was necessary. He stayed up late into the night, gazing out at the moon and ocean outside.

He started to feel as though he was being watched. He gazed around the room, but after not seeing anything he brushed it off.

Meanwhile, Hermes was snuck in the corner and ready to begin to cause some trouble. He started by slowly and steadily raising the.. ahem.. sensitivities… of the captain.

At first it wasn’t noticeable, after all nothing was actively tickling him, so how would he know he was getting increasingly ticklish with each passing second?

But then- the motion of his clothes against his skin felt tingly. And then the air blowing past his neck made him want to scrunch up.

Eventually it got to a point where any sort of motion at all made him giggle, and at this point he knew something, or rather, someone was messing with him.

“Alrihihight who’s doing that.” He did his best not to move to much, as every motion sent waves of ticklishness through him.

Hermes flew out, showing himself.

“Hey there, Odysseus!” He giggled, smiling tauntingly.

“Ohof course it’s you, Hermes.”

He raised an eyebrow. “And whatever is that supposed to mean?”

“You like to cause trouble. This seheems on brand for you. Now can you please return me to normal? I’d appreciate being able to move without laughing.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. Well, I mean, I can, I just don’t want to.”

Odysseus groaned.

“In fact, I think I’m going to take advantage of this~”

“What does that mean- HermeHEEHES!” He was cut off by his own laughter as the god flew over to him, scratching gently at his ribs.

Odysseus immediately knew this was going to suck. Hermes was barely touching him and yet he was already incapacitated by the sensation. It was so much stronger than it would’ve been normally.

“Hehermehehes cuhuhut ihit ohohout!”

“No way! This is so much fun! Dont you agree~?”

“Absohoholuhuhutely nohoHOT.” He lied between loud fits of laughter. It was so BAD and he was barely touching him! His increased sensitivity was extremely apparent, his nerves lighting up and firing rapidly at the smallest touch. But despite that- it was kinda.. fun? He couldn’t understand why, but the unbelievably ticklish feelings plaguing his nervous system felt good. It felt nice to just let go and laugh his head off, unable to do anything to stop it.

“I don’t think that’s the truth~ you seem to be having a good time to me~.”

“NohohoHo IHIM NOHOT- EEHEEHAAHA” peals of laughter echoed from him as he tried to protest, even though he didn’t really mean it.

Hermes moved up, starting to tickle the underarms of the king. This was a much worse spot for him, and his laughter became louder. He couldn’t breathe, but yet it felt so nice. He was giddy with the feeling, pounding his fists on his desk to try and expel some of the happy, ticklish energy building up within him.

“Tickle tickle tickle~ aren’t you such a ticklish little thing~ yes you are, yes you are!” Hermes teased, giggling with him.

Odysseus blushed furiously, and covered his face, but was unable to form words through his laughter. Hermes saw that he was struggling to breathe, so he lowered his ticklishness back down. Not fully to its normal levels, but enough so that he could get a good breath in.

“HErmehehehes plehehehease stohohop! I cahahant Tahahake ihihit!” Tears of joy had formed in his eyes, and he was struggling to not let them fall.

“Aww, don’t say that, I believe in you! And you better hope I’m right~, cause I don’t plan on stopping aaaanytime soon~” the trickster moved his hands to Odysseus’ tummy, squeezing gently.

“Uhughh, yohohoure a jeheherk!”

Hermes scoffed in mock offense. “Uh! You have the audacity to call a god a jerk? I come in here to provide some levity and I get called a jerk?! I cannot let that slide.”

“Yohou cahame hehere fohor ehentertahainmehent ahand yohou knohow ihit!”

“Yeah, I did. I also came here because I wanted to see some laughter, is that such a crime? And your sass is unwarranted. I’m turning your sensitivity back up-“

“Whahahait dohohont- ihihim sohorhorry!” The phrase ended in a squealing laugh as Hermes made good on his promise, turning his ticklishness up extremely.

“Are you actually sorry or are you just saying that so I’ll stop? Cause I have a feeling it’s the second one. And that’s fine- it just means I’ll have to tickle and tickle and tickle until you mean it! Doesn’t that sound like fun~”

Any protests the captain tried to make were consumed by his booming laughter, unable to form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences. His nerves were on fire in the best way, every bone in his body telling him to laugh. He felt as though the tickling sensation was at his very core, going deep into his body and mind.

Floods of dopamine hit his systems, overwhelmed by the tickles. He couldn’t stop laughing, he couldn’t stop smiling, and as much as he hated to admit it, it felt amazing. It was unbearable in such a good way, shocking his nerves over and over with light, bubbly, happy feelings. Tears had long since fallen, the overwhelming happiness and laughter forming as droplets.

All the while Hermes kept teasing, his lilting voice so flustering. Hermes was also having the time of his life, seeing someone who was usually so sad and stoic broken down into heavy fits of laughter, wide smile splitting his face.

Just then the playful god had an idea for a game, he stopped for a moment, allowing Odysseus to catch his breath.

The laughter died down into smaller giggles, perpetuated by the phantom sensations left behind.

“Hey, Odysseus~ how about we play a game, hmm~?”

“Oho gohoodnehess.. hehermes plehehease, I cahahant!”

“All you have to do is laugh~ and you’re already doing great! All I’m going to do is harvest some of the delicious laughter that’s all over this farmland~” he taunted, scooping up Odysseus and plopping him on his bed on his back, and then straddling him.

“Whahahahat? EHeehAHa!” His laughter increased in intensity once more as Hermes began to pinch at his sides and ribs.

“There’s some little laughs here~ gotta get those.” He spoke playfully.

Odysseus was slightly confused, but he couldn’t bother to wonder about it, his brain turned to mush. Laughter and giggles still echoed from him.

“Ope, this one’s being a little stubborn~” Hermes lilted, pinching repeatedly at a spot he’d found was particularly bad.

“Hermehehehes, plehehehease stohohohop!”

“Nah, I’m not done yet~ don’t worry~ I’ll stop once you really need me too.” As a god who loved to tickle others(I mean, he might as well be the god of tickling too at this point.) he had a knack for knowing when someone truly couldn’t take anymore, and Odysseus had not yet reached that point. He still seemed to be enjoying himself, no true panic behind his eyes.

“Hey, there’s a really big laugh here! Let me get it!” He acted as though he was an excited farmer, harvesting his crops. But it mostly wasn’t pretend, he was, in fact, excited to be doing this. Happy to spread laughter and joy, and a little bit of chaos along the way. He dug into Odysseus belly, with the exact pressure to make it agonizingly ticklish.

Odysseus was dying, (figuratively, of course) it tickled so much, and he couldn’t do anything about it! He felt as though he was at the gates of tickle heaven, joyful tears streaming from his eyes from the force of his laughter. It was a great workout, that’s for sure, with his stomach and face sore from the effort but in a way that was sort of pleasent.

“Man, it’s just not coming out! Maybe I should try eating it right from the vine, hmm~” he knew what that meant, and he was full of a giddy anticipation, waiting for the moment that Hermes would-

His thoughts were cut off by the sound of a raspberry right in the center of his tummy, followed by gentle nibbles. Odysseus was weak with laughter, pounding his fist on the bed below him and kicking his feet.

“Om nom nom nom! Wow! This laugh is really tasty! Let me find some more!”

He continued the game, pinching and digging at various points across Odysseus’ torso, occasionally nibbling and blowing raspberries, sometimes many in rapid succession.

All of Odysseus’ thoughts were taken up by the tickles. All that he could think of was how badly it tickled, how badly it made him want - no need- to laugh. He was reduced to nothing but a massive puddle of laughter.

Eventually, Hermes noticed Odysseus was done, and hopped off him, lowering his ticklishness back to normal.

Odysseus continued to giggle, breathing heavily in between the fits.

“Ohoho myhyhy gohoodnehess…. Thahat wahas soho bahad…. Hehehehaha.”

“How ya feeling~ happy?”

Odysseus was too giggle high to think of anything but the truth. “Ye..Yeahah. Ahand tihired..”

“Oh, good~ glad to have brought some joy. How about you get some sleep, hmm? You definitely need it after that.”

“Thahat… sounds lihike a good idea.” Odysseus agreed.

“Glad you had fun, Ody~” Hermes teased, honest with the words. As he turned to leave, he heard one last sleepy, giggly phrase.

“Thahank yohou Hermehes… I needed thahat.”

The god smiled fondly. “No problem, it was a blast for me too.” And then he flew off, leaving a dazed, sleepy and giggle high Odysseus behind.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

I know it’s not part of my fandom list but this is really cute and I kinda wanna make a fic for this… what does everyone think? Okay, writing it is then! Without further ado, let’s get right into it,!

He who laughs

🎂: Puss in boots: the last wish (not on fandom list. Although I might add it)

🧁: Puss in boots /pickles

🍫: Death/the wolf

Summary: Death and Puss have become friends! When death comes to visit, some tickly chaos ensues.

Ship: Two cats(I don’t know the ship name lol) Puss X Kitty

A/N: here ya go @jettorii hope you like it!

He who laughs

Puss in boots was chilling out in his new-found home with Kitty and Perrito, when he heard a knock on the door accompanied by a familiar (if less ominous than he remembered) whistle.

“Oh! Death is knocking on our door!” He exclaimed, not Ben realizing his accidental joke.

“Pfft.” Kitty laughed, following her lover to the door.

“Well, good evening, Gatitos.” The wolf greeted when the door opened.

He sighed a bit. “Just got home from work, long day of collecting souls. Y’know, the works. “

“Trust me, I’m aware.” The ginger cat chuckles. “Let’s go have a seat, shall we?”

They walked into the other room, Perrito waiting on the floor.

“Good evening, Perrito.” Death spoke as he entered.

“Ooh! Good evening, Lobo!”

Death let out a startled laugh. “Whehere did you learn to call me that?”

“I heard my family call you that! And it seems more friendly than death! So I’m calling you Lobo now!”

Death chuckles again. “Okahay, Perrito”

Next thing you know, they were reminiscing about the day they all met.

“That was the first time you ever felt fear, Wasn’t it, Puss?” Death cocked his eyebrow at the Ginger cat.

“I think so. You can definitely be intimidating, Lobo.”

Suddenly, Death got a very mischievous idea. The little cat was looking awfully vulnerable. He could do something with that. So, he added a slight pitch to his voice, and said,

“What was it you said to me in that bar when we met, Gatito?”

Then the wolf scooped up the cat and gave him a smug smile.

Puss knew something was amiss, and got a little nervous. So, his nervousness leaking into his voice, Puss just said,

“Uh.. meow?”

“Wrong!” Death called playfully, before digging his claws a little into the cats belly.

“I’m pretty sure it was ‘I laugh in the face of death.’” Death answered, before continuing,

“And what do you know! It looks like it’s true!”

Puss just started blushing a bit as he laughed his little cat heart out.

“Because you are puss in boots, !” Death strayed, emphasis on the title in a rather impeccable impression of the cat.

“He who laughs in the face of death!”

———THE END————————————————

he who laughs in the face of death

[mythica0]

Trickster

🎂:Epic the musical

🧁:Polites, Odysseus, Eurylochus

🍫: Hermes

Summary: Hermes plays a neat little trick on the big trio on the ship.

A/N: more epic!! I love ler Hermes so much🙏 also, writing three lee’s is HARD yall. Once again, the ending sucks ass, sorry. I never know how to end these things 😭

Trickster

It was a normal, monotonous day on the ship.

Or, at least, it was supposed to be.

Odysseus, the captain, Eurylochus, the second in command, and Polites, the best friend and also pretty high up in the ranks, were standing together, talking about random nothings as they leaned against the railing of the ship.

Meanwhile, Hermes decided that he wanted to live up to his domain as the trickster god, and flew down to the ship, hiding off to the side.

‘Ohoho this is gonna be good.’ He thought to himself as he hid, watching his victims friends from the shadows with a smug smile. And then he used his divine powers to make a slight, barely-noticeable tingling sensation on the sides of all three men.

Due to its lightness, it wasn’t abnormal at first, and they rubbed at it once or twice but nothing too crazy. But as Hermes made it slightly more noticeable and it wasn’t going away, Odysseus commented.

“Man, what is that?”

Eurylochus raised an eyebrow and responded. “What is what?”

“There’s like a weird tingling on my side.”

The other two seemed shocked and replied in unison. “You too?!”

At this declaration, they realized that something was going on. Why else would all three of them be feeling that at the same time?

Just then, Hermes revealed himself with a laugh.

“Hey there, friends!”

“Hermes?!” They all called in shock, and then the god replied.

“The one and only!”

“Are you responsible for this?” Odysseus questioned with an air of seriousness behind his voice, although for some reason he found that it lost all bite, as the tingling sensation made him have the urge to smile.

“You bet I am! Let’s take it up a notch, shall we~?” Hermes lilting voice replies, and with a wave of his hand all three men feel the tingling grow into a true tickle.

Polites instantly burst into giggles, but the more stoic two tried to hold back.

“Ehehahahaha hehehehermehehehes, whyhyhy!”

“I just wanted to, seemed like fun! It’s a neat little trick, ain’t it? Come on, Friends, why are you holding back? Laughing is fun, just let yourself go!” He directs the latter part of his statement to the two that were repressing their laughter, holding their hands over their mouths as their shoulders shook with the effort. Odysseus shook his head, not wanting to give in.

“Well then, I guess I’ll have to up the ante a bit~” Hermes drawls again, and then moves the sensation to Odysseus’ thighs and Eurylochus’ armpits, their respective worst spots. Although Polites was already giggling, he decided to move it for him as well, to his tummy, the buzzing sensation increasing his giggles.

“Eee hehehehermehehes thahahat tihihickles! Ahahahahaha!” He squeaks slightly, doubling over and hugging himself around the middle, as if to block the sensation, but it doesn’t do anything for it, the sensation being entirely magical, as if coming from inside.

“I know, isn’t it great~?”

Meanwhile, Eurylochus finally broke, deep, rumbling chuckles leaving him from the feeling. Odysseus, however, was still stubbornly hanging on.

“Ahahahaha hehehermehehehes, stohohop thihis!”

“No way, I think you could use a laugh! And you, Friend,” he addresses Odysseus, “are fighting far too hard. Let the laughter consume you, my friend!” He waves his hand again, causing the feeling to intensify for all three men, and Odysseus breaks.

“Ppffft- shihihiit! Ahahahahaha!”

“There we go! Now was that so hard~”

Now all three men were giggling and laughing, squirming around. Hermes watched with a wide smile, and they all had very different reactions to the feeling.

Polites was doubled over and hugging himself still, but was also clearly enjoying himself, never once saying ‘no!’ Or ‘stop!’. Eurylochus had his arms snapped to his sides, still laughing with deep rumbling chuckles, protesting loudly. Odysseus was super embarrassed, blushing as he laughed wildly in front of his crew.

“Hehehehehermehehes, STOHOHOP!”

“Aww, but why~ this is so much fun!” Hermes pouts dramatically, holding his face.

“Speheak fohor yohoursehelf aHahahahaha!”

“I dunno~ you all sure sound like you’re having fun.”

“Nohoho whehehe ahaharent! Cuhuhut ihit ohout!” Eurylochus protested through his laughter, struggling to get the words out.

Polites spoke up from his spot. “Ihi dohont knohow Guhuys, Ihi thihink thihis ihis kihinda fuhun! Ehahahaha!”

“I knew you would~” Hermes coos, causing Polites to blush, but he doesn’t deny anything or protest at all.

“Since you’re having fun, why don’t I make this a little bit more interesting, hmm?” The god drawls again, once again increasing the sensation for all three men.

They’re all consumed by unrelenting tickles on their worst spots, the entire area being overwhelmed with fluttery, electric tingles that make them hysterical with laughter.

Polites can feel his entire tummy being assaulted with the ticklish sensations, feeling like prodding fingers and raspberries on every inch of the surface. He doesn’t deny that he’s having fun, small joyful tears forming in his eyes as he giggles.

Eurylochus can feel his whole underarm area being tickled ruthlessly, a buzzing electric sensation consuming him. It tickles so bad! And he is much more reluctant to admit that he doesn’t totally hate this, not even admitting it to himself.

Odysseus is certainly the most embarrassed of the three. He is supposed to be the captain, strong and respectable! But here he was, unable to stop himself from laughing loudly from the feeling of his legs being squeezed and scratched ticklishly. He feels his knees buckle and he grabs into the railing for support. He also refuses to admit to himself that he’s enjoying the feeling, the enjoyment being far overshadowed by embarrassment.

The crew has gathered around to watch the scene, cooing and cheering.

“Haha, they needed to be taken down a notch!”

“Aww, look how much fun Polites is having!”

“I know, right? He’s smiling so wide!”

“Haha, yeah, and I think Eurylochus and the Cap are enjoying it too, even if they don’t wanna admit it.”

The three blush more at the words, especially Odysseus, feeling humiliated at being reduced to a laughing mess in front of his men. Hermes watches, hovering around in various relaxed or playful positions, not deactivating or lowering the relentless divine tickles in the slightest.

“Look how cute you are~ all giggly and happy~” the trickster coos, floating like a school girl would lay on their stomach. He’s having a blast watching and causing the chaos, and he knows that his targets are too, even if two of them won’t admit it.

“Hehehehermehehes, cuhuhut ihihit ohohohout!” Eurylochus continues to protest, feeling as though he has to do something, anything to stop the sensation.

“I don’t think so, darling~ in fact, I don’t think you should be telling a god what to do~”

Eurylochus sees what Hermes is implying and quickly backtracks with giggly apologies. “Wahahait, ihihim sohohorry nononohohoho!”

Hermes giggles and intensifies the sensation anyway. “Yes~ tickle tickle tickle! Doesn’t that feel nice~”

“NoHOhoHO IHIT dohoHOESNT! STohop, PlehehHEASE!” Eurylochus’ chuckles raise to belly laughs, the sensation driving him mad.

Polites, despite how much fun he’s having right now, almost feels a pang of.. jealousy? At Eurylochus’ pleading, feeling like he’s missing out on something more intense. Picking up on this, somehow, Hermes looks at Polites with a teasing yet fond smile, speaking with a teasing lilt that makes Polites blush grow.

“Aww, is someone feeling a little jealous~? Dont worry, friend, let me help you with that~” Hermes does so, increasing the sensation for Polites as well, even adding some ticklish sensation to his sides as well, sensing just how much the optimistic man is enjoying himself.

Polites’ Jealousy immediately vanishes, replaced by a giddy panic mixed with happiness, his squeaky giggles growing louder. He nearly cheers aloud, but decides against it, not wanting to embarrass himself more than he already has. “Eehehehhahahahaha ihihits sohoho tihihickly! Ahahahahaha!”

“Aww, I know it is~ it feels good, doesn’t it~?” Polites doesn’t respond directly, but he doesn’t deny it either, and his body language conveys how he’s really feeling, so he doesn’t really have to respond.

Odysseus is leaning on the railing for support, falling nearly entirely to the floor from the unending, debilitating ticklish shocks sending through his legs. He is so embarrassed, but despite that, he’s also, maybe..having.. just a bit of fun. (It’s a lot of fun, but he’s not even gonna think about that) His worst spot is being tickled absolutely ruthlessly, the electric sensation not letting up for a single moment. His laughter is loud and frantic, but it does carry a tone of genuine joy as well.

“AhaHAhaHAHAHAH! MahahaHAKe ihihit StohohoHOP-!”

“What’s wrong, too ticklish~?” Hermes’ teasing words make his already bright red face get even brighter, his embarrassment evident on his face that’s also adorned with a wide smile, just as his two friends who are squirming and laughing besides him.

“Plehehehehease, hehehehermehehes, ihi CAHAHANT Tahahake ihihit!” Eurylochus’ voice rumbles with his deep laughter, a low, loud sound.

“Sure you can~ all you gotta do is laugh, and you’re doing just fine at that~”

“Heheheehehahahahahahaha! Ihihit tihihickles sohoho muhuhuch! Hahahahahha!” Polites’ happy giggling continues to fill the air of the ship, earning coos from the watching audience.

Hermes decides that Odysseus needs to join his friends in the more intense feeling, increasing it for him as well, making his legs fully fail, him collapsing to the floor in loud fits of laughter, kicking in order to try and expel the sensation, or at the very least deal with it. “AHAHAH- NohoHO- ahahahahahaha!”

“Oop, man down! Looks like someone’s awful ticklish~”

“AHaHAHA NOHOT THEHERE, PLEHEASE!”

“Oh, but this spot is just so fun!”

Eurylochus continues to let out Belly laughs, his being the deepest of the three, filling the air with the booming sound. “Hahahahahahaha ehehenohohough, plehehehehease! Ahahahahaha!”

“Why should I~ you all seem to be having a good time~”

Polites is still giggling happily, holding his stomach with small tears of joy rolling down his face. He is having an absolute blast right now, and is the most open about it.

Odysseus, meanwhile, was stuck in absolute ticklish agony, laughing loudly as his thighs were assaulted with ruthless tickles, forcing endless laughter from his chest. He, too, had tears of laughter falling, the feeling be so unbelievably intense, and despite the fact that he doesn’t want to admit it, it feels so good. What made it worse is that he couldn’t even fight back! There were no hands to push at, no pin to struggle against, but yet no matter how much he kicked and squirmed it did nothing to help alleviate the maddening feeling.

Eurylochus was much in the same position, arms pinned to his sides but it doing nothing to block or protect him from the intense tingling tickles on his underarms, making his deep belly laughs ring throughout the ship.

Hermes could tell that they were reaching their limit, so decided for one last hurrah before ending the feeling.

“You guys ready for a grand finale~”

“NOHOHO!”

“Plehehehehease dohohont!”

Eurylochus and Odysseus protested loudly, whereas Polites just felt flutters of anticipation in his chest.

Hermes ignored the pleas, and for said ‘grand finale’, made the three have even more intense sensations all over their most ticklish spots, driving them mad with laughter.

It only lasted for a few seconds, the men’s hysterical laughter filling the ship like a joyful symphony, but to them it felt like an hour. It was so unbelievably intense, probably the strongest tickling any of them had ever experienced.

It was absolutely unbearable, and although it was a little enjoyable, they each knew that they couldn’t take it for more than a few seconds.

After the longest 5 seconds of their lives, Hermes snapped and the sensation disappeared, leaving just residual giggles.

After a minute or so that the men took to cool their breathing and stop giggling, Hermes spoke.

“Did you have fun~~” the blush that had started to fade immediately returned in full force.

“Yeah..” Polites spoke quietly, not bothering to deny it despite it being embarrassing to admit.

“Absolutely not!” Eurylochus and Odysseus chimed in at the same time, despite it being not fully true.

Odysseus continued. “Please, never do that again.”

Hermes did an exaggerated pout. “Booo, you’re no fun~”

Odysseus just sighed. “At the very least can you not do that while I’m in front of everyone?”

“I make no promises~”

With final goodbyes and well wishes, Hermes flew off to continue his job, leaving the three flustered from the experience.

“Agree to never talk about this again?”

Odysseus spoke and the other two nodded.

“Agreed.” Eurylochus continued. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

They dispersed to do various things and continue their jobs, but they couldn’t deny that they had a slight lightness in their chests after the experience, the boredom of the day having been lifted slightly.

It was a pretty cool trick.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

(alt plot to "open arms") polites getting tickled by the lotus eaters?

Fuzzy little fellas

🎂: Epic: the musical

🧁: Polites

🍫:Lotus eaters (ft. Ody)

Summary: The Lotus eaters have taken quite a liking to Polites. Unfortunately for him, their affection has quite the effect on him.

A/N: I GASPED in joy when I saw this request. I absolutely love this idea thank you so much for requesting it. It’s a little shorter than I would like but oh well. Also I haven’t been doing it recently, but I finally got to end the fic with its title again! (I used to do that with all my fics for those unaware.) huzzah! But without further ado, Enjooyyyyyy :3

Fuzzy little fellas

“Thank you!”

“Welcome!”

Polites and Odysseus had just finished getting information on food from the Lotus eaters, on their island.

They were just about to head back through the forest towards their ship.

However; the little fuzzy creatures didn’t want Polites to go.

“Stay! Nice man stay!” One spoke, latching onto his leg.

“I’m sorry little guy, but I can’t stay. I have to get to my home.”

“Awwwww” “boooo!” The voices of the creatures echoed around them. It seems they had grown quite an attachment to the sunshiny man.

Odysseus smiled fondly and gave an amused huff.

“We have time until sunrise. We can stay for a while.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. Go ahead and spend some time with the lotus eaters.”

Polites smiles, and the lotus eaters cheer.

“Yay!” “Nice man stay!” “Friend!”

Polites laughs a bit and sits on the forest floor, allowing the small creatures to come up to him.

They swarm around him, snuggling into his lap and hands, asking for pets. He happily obliges.

“You little guys are so cute..” he whispers a bit.

As much as he was enjoying the affection, there was a slight problem. It tickles. Badly.

The small creatures were nuzzling their fuzzy selves into his side and legs and neck, and he was trying not to squirm too much but… man that fucking tickles.

He was trying to suppress his laughter, both in hopes that the little creatures wouldn’t get upset and that they wouldn’t notice how ridiculously ticklish he was.

He was doing.. okay-ish. For a while. Small giggles and snickers leaving him, as well as wearing a wide, wobbly smile, but managing to suppress the majority of his reactions.

Until one of the Lotus eaters got into his shirt, and it all went out the window.

“Pfft- ohoho nohoho! Nohohot thehehere! Ehehehehe!”

Odysseus looked on in amusement. He knew exactly what was happening as soon as Polites’ smile got wobbly. And he knew it was only a matter of time until his friend broke into giggles.

“Gehehehet ohohout ohof thehere! Ehehehe!”

The lotus eaters seemed confused, but also excited. They liked Polites’ giggles, even if they weren’t sure what was causing it.

“Why laugh?” “Yeah, yeah, why you laugh?!” They asked and chittered excitedly.

“He’s ticklish, that’s why.” Odysseus chimes from the sidelines, watching with an amused grin as he leaned against a tree.

“Trahahahaitor! Ehahahaha!” Polites accused, although it lost all bite behind his wide smile, shining eyes and adorable giggles.

The Lotus eaters tilted their heads, not understanding.

“It means when you touch him in specific spots or ways, he laughs. And one of you found his weak spot.”

“Oo! Where?” They chittered excitedly at the prospect. They loved his laughter, and if there was a way to get more of it they were certainly down.

“Ohohody dohont yohou dahahare!”

“His stomach, extra ticklish.” Odysseus ignores the protest and nods towards Polites’ tummy, where one of the Lotus eaters was still nuzzling and scurrying around.

“Ehehehe plehehease thahat tihihickles! Ehehahahaha!”

“Oo!” “Yay!” “Laugh more!” The lotus eaters chittered again, and then started to intentionally tickle him, especially on his tummy.

“Eee! Nohohoho! Ohoho gohohods- thahat thihihickles!” Polites squirmed around, trying not to fall backwards so he doesn’t crush the small creatures. Their fuzzy little bodies and paws tickled so bad! He couldn’t stop himself from giggling and squirming, fighting his instincts to double over and curl in on himself with all his might.

“Yay!” “Tickle nice man!” “Yeah, yeah! Make nice man laugh!”

Odysseus still watched, smiling. As much as his friend protested, Odysseus knew he loved it. His smile was genuine and he wasn’t really trying to make the creatures stop.

Eventually Polites lost the battle and fell into his back, which only put him into a more vulnerable position as the Lotus eaters swarmed around him, scratching lightly along his ribs, sides and oh so ticklish tummy. He was lost to happy giggles, covering his flushing face with his hands as he squirmed and giggled.

The Lotus waters seemed to be drinking up his giggles, wide, excited smiles adorning their adorable little faces. Their small tails wagging behind them, some of them even brushing along Polites’ knees which made him laugh even more.

He was having quite a bit of fun, as embarrassing as this was. Not only did he get to have a good giggle and just not worry for a while, but also he was being cuddled by adorable fuzzy creatures! What’s there not to like?

As he squirmed on the ground his bandana shifted, his hair became a mess and his glasses went askew, and eventually he squealed when one of the small creatures worked their little fangs onto his tummy, and around his navel.

“EEE- ohohoho nohoho-! Nohohot thahahat ohoho GOhODs-!” His laughter grew squeakier and high pitched, it tickled so much and he couldn’t do anything about it! Well, not anything that would risk hurting the small creatures and he wasn’t going to do that!

But as much fun as it was, it was getting kind of overwhelming and the Lotus Eaters didn’t seem to understand when he actually wanted them to stop.

Seeing the signs of his friend being done, Odysseus walked up and picked up the Lotus eater on his tummy. “Alright guys, he’s had enough.”

“Awwww!” “But he happy!” “Yeah, he laugh!”

Odysseus chuckled a bit. “Let this be an excellent learning opportunity for ya little fuzz balls.” He spoke informatively, almost like a teacher during lecture and set down the Lotus Eater gently on the forest floor. “The laughing is a reflex, and doesn’t necessarily mean that someone is happy in this case. It can be enjoyable, but after a while it can get to be too much, you get it?”

There were mutters of agreement echoed around the Lotus Eaters, and they got some final head pats from Polites before backing off and allowing him to stand.

“Alright, we gotta go now.” Odysseus spoke, a hint of empathy in his voice.

Another saddened echo, just like before.

“But it was great meeting you! Maybe we’ll come back to visit, yeah?” Polites replied, ever the optimist, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

“Oo, yeah!” “Yay!” The small creatures cheered in agreement.

Then the two men left, both feeling in significantly higher spirits. All thanks to those fuzzy little fellas.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

Soo… here I go writing fics based on amazing artwork again….. *yeets fic in your face*ENJOY! @shyticklemonster

Come out, come out, come out of your shell~

🎂: ROTTMNT (can you tell I’m hyperfixating?)

🧁: Mikey

🍫: Leo

Summary: When Mikey is grumpy and refuses to come out of his shell, Leo finds a way to cheer him up and get him back to the real world

A/N: I’m so glad everyone’s liking my rise fics! I have a very bad Lee mood, so…. Writing!

Come out, come out, come out of your shell~

Mikey was hiding.

He had messed up something he was making and became grumpy about it, so he retreated into his shell.

Normally that would be fine. The problem was that he refused to come out.

Donnie and Raph had both tried to bribe him, help him, tell him they needed help in the kitchen, nothing was working.

Then, Leo decided to give it a shot.

Luckily, the blue-wearing slider had a perfect idea.

He waltzed in to Mikey’s room, and saw Mikey. In his shell, on the ground. He sat down across from him , and said,

“Hey. You know we need you for food, right?”

“Uh-uh. I’m not leaving! You can figure it out.” Mikey said with a determined voice.

Leo was hoping he’d say that. He grew a small smirk before exclaiming, “Then you leave me no choice!”

Then he picked up Mikey and put him in his lap, then started to lightly trace along his shell.

‘Oh no.’ Mikey thought. ‘Oh mi gosh, that tickles!’ It was so light, barely noticeable, but he could feel it.

Mikey couldn’t help it, he started to snicker and giggle lightly.

“Awww. Is my hermanito feeling less grumpy now? Hmm? I mean he must be with those adorable giggles!” Leo knew this was starting to work, but he still needed to put the nail in the coffin.

“Is my ticklish little brother gonna come out of his shell now~” He spoke, before increasing his tracing into scratching , intensifying the ticklish sensation .

“Hehehe! Leeheheo!”

“Come out , come out, come out of your shell~come on Mikey, you can do it!” He sing-songed

“Nehehever!” Mikey called out. He had a feeling Leo was going to continue tickling him whether or not he left his shell.

And although his shell is ticklish , his neck and knees are much more so, so he’ll keep those hidden, thanks.

‘What? I swore that would work.’ Leo thought, before he picked up on what might be the reason.

‘Ooh. So now he’s hiding from my tickles, huh’

Leo thought with mischief ‘I’ll make him regret that. I’m going to get him out of his shell!’

Leo stopped tickling for a moment.

“Hey Mikey~” there was a teasing lilt in his voice as Mikey snickered more.

“Come out Mikey~ I promise I won’t tickle you~”

“L-liar!”

Mikey may be the youngest , but he wasn’t stupid. That teasing, singing tone definitely suggests that the tickling would continue.

“Come on~ don’t make me bring out the berries~”

‘Uh oh.’ Mikey thought. ‘If he does that I’m screwed!’

“Alright~” Leo continued when Mikey didn’t come out. “You asked for this~”

He took a deep breath, then blew a raspberry on the back of Mikey’s shell.

Mikey screamed! His laughter echoing through his shell and projecting outwards.

After that, he forcefully launched out of his shell and pushed Leo’s head away, unable to bear that again.

Leo let go, letting Mikey push him away.

He smirked. Raised his hands. And said to Mikey, “you should probably run.”

Mikey ran way as fast as he could, hearing Leo chasing him and shouted,

“I knew you were a liar!”

———THE END————————————————

Tickletober day 6- hiding

I saw some tickle art of them lately and went curious about the show. I watched it and.....god I LOVE them!

[mythica0]

Silly messenger

🎂: Epic: The musical

🧁: Hermes

🍫: Poseidon

Summary: After Hermes decided to play a little trick on Poseidon, the god of the seas decides that instead of kicking his ass, he’ll try something a little different.

A/N: this is a sequel to Special Delivery by @amazingmsme ! Read that(and their other amazing fics) first!! Also, I know I’ve said it many times before but I’m saying it again I LOVE HERMES GRAHH. Also, you’ll know why I’m saying this when you get there, but I HC that Hermes likes being tickled and is very open about that. That man does NOT care. Lastly, the last line feels a little dumb but I didn’t know how else to end it so whatever. That all being said, ENJOOOYYYY!

Cw for swearing and some more intense tickles, but that’s it!

Silly messenger

Oh, Hermes was so screwed. He could tell by the mischievous smirk on his uncles face.

Was it worth it? Abso-fucking-lutely. But that doesn’t change the fact that he was still screwed. Royally screwed, even.

Y’see, Hermes was an opportunist(and a trickster) by nature, so when he found out that his pissy, grumpy-pants uncle was ticklish, he just couldn’t help himself!

And now he was about to face consequences.

Poseidon faced the first challenge of trying to get revenge on Hermes. Catching the fucker. He is the good of speed, and therefore ridiculously fast. The exit was blocked, but within the cave Poseidon still had to find a way to get Hermes out of the air and into his mischievous clutches.

“Grr, get your ass down here, feathers!”

“Hahahahaha! And why should I?” Hermes didn’t actually want to get away all that badly. But he wanted to tease his uncle, so he was putting up a fight anyway.

“Because if you do, maybe I’ll go easy on ya.” Poseidon smirked, picking up his trident.

“Yeah, right! I know mercy isn’t exactly your thing, uncle.”

“Well, if you comply, maybe I’ll be swayed otherwise.”

“Hahahahaha! I have absolutely zero belief in that, Poseidon. If you want to get to me, you’ll have to catch me first!”

Poseidon growled. He was expecting that. Didn’t make it any less annoying. So, the hard way it was then. He didn’t even bother trying to chase Hermes, he would get absolutely nowhere, the feathery fucker was far too fast.

Instead, he used his trident to summon the water around the cave to block Hermes in and hopefully get his wings wet so he couldn’t fly.

“Woah there! Smart move, but you’re gonna need to do a little better than that if you want to catch me!” Hermes ended the taunting remark with his signature, shrill giggle.

“Oh really now?”

Hermes pretended not to notice the small little trail of water that was sneaking up behind him. Again, he didn’t actually want to get away, after all.

The wings on his sandals got wet, making it so he had to fly back down or risk falling, landing right in Poseidon’s grasp.

“Got ya”

Hermes was still smiling, on the verge of giggling because of what he knew was about to happen. Poseidon took mental note of this. For later.

The sea god wrapped his arms around his nephew, and then started to wiggle his claws at his sides and ribs. “Really, you’d think you would’ve seen that coming, you getting sloppy?”

“Nohohoho!” Hermes responded, the protest infested with giggles. His hidden eyes were scrunched up from the wide smile across his face as he giggled.

“Hmm. Then what was that about, huh?”

“Yohou’ll sehee! Hehahahahaha!” Hermes laugh was a little less.. annoying.. when he was being tickled. Poseidon was expecting to sacrifice his eardrums to the loud, glass-shattering, infuriating laugh. But surprisingly, while it still held that infuriating, bird-like tone, it was much less high pitched.

He took his claws and scribbled his way under Hermes arms, causing them to clamp down to the younger’s sides as he laughed louder.

“Hehahahahahaha ohoho nohoho!” He called out, his instincts finding it unbearable no matter how much he liked it.

Poseidon noted many things. One of which being, “y’know, I don’t think you’ve asked me to stop once.”

“Hehahahahaha thahahat’d behehehe cohohorrect!”

Poseidon narrowed his eyes with a teasing smirk “so does that mean you don’t want me to stop?”

“Whahahahat doho yohou thihihink!” Despite the situation Hermes was in, he couldn’t help but tease a bit.

“Ha, that’s what I thought. Of course you would enjoy this, you silly messenger.” You’d think that since it was revenge, Poseidon would stop when he found out the other enjoyed it, but he didn’t. It was still revenge, he knew how unbearable the sensation could be, even for someone who liked it. So, he upped the ante, scratching his claws faster and faster against Hermes’ sides and underarms.

Hermes’ loud giggles echoed around the walls of the cave, kicking his feet lightly as Poseidon tickled him ruthlessly(ha, see what I did there?)

“Hehehehehahahaha! Thahahat reheally tihihickles! Hehahahahahaha!”

“Well, that’s the point. I’m tickling you, dumbass.”

Hermes didn’t try to conceal whatsoever how much fun he was having, smiling widely and never once trying to push at Poseidon’s hands or ask him to stop. What can he say, it was fun! Laughing like this was always a blast, no matter what caused it.

Poseidon decided to be a little mean and without any sort of warning, blew a loud raspberry right in the center of Hermes’ stomach. The messenger squealed and giggled louder, resembling his usual, ear-shattering laugh a little closer.

“EEEE! Ahahahahahahahahaha ohoho nohoho! Eehahahahahaa!”

“What? You don’t like raspberries? They’re a pretty tasty fruit, if I do say so myself.” Poseidon teased before doing the same thing again.

“Eehahahahahaha ihihi dihihidnt sahahay thaHAT! EEE!”

“Heh, you are an absolute dork, you know that?”

“Thahahank yohohou!” Hermes giggled out sassily in reply to the teasing remark.

“It wasn’t a compliment, stupid.”

“Ihihit ihihihis toho mehehe!”

“Ugh, shut up and laugh.” Hermes response was cut off by another squeal as Poseidon blew another raspberry, followed by changing the scratching at his underarms to drilling and digging, making Hermes laughter even louder and more hysterical.

“EHEHEHAHAHA! OHOHOHO GOHOHODS! HHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Heh, that’s more like it.” Poseidon finished the taunt with another raspberry, assaulting Hermes’ torso with lingering waves of tingles that made him feel so giddy.

Hermes wings were flapping and he was kicking a bit, trying to expel some of the energy building up within him from the bubbly feeling. It was a lot of fun and he was not afraid to show it, smile splitting his face in half with small happy tears pricking his eyes. Poseidon continued his relentless digging and raspberries, using his facial hair to make it tickle the younger god even more.

“EHEHAHAHAHA POHOHOSEHEIDON!”

“Whaaaaat? I thought you liked this!”

“IHIHI DOHO- BUHUT- EEEHEHEEEE!” His words were cut off with more squealing laughter. It was so intense and unbearable but also so amazing, sending giddy waves of laughter and tingles through his whole body.

As much fun as this was, Hermes laughter was starting to get shrill and high pitched again, so Poseidon stopped in order to spare his ear drums, letting go of Hermes who then stood on the floor, letting out remaining giggles.

“Gods, you’re loud.”

“Ihihi- hehehe.. I’m sorry, I can’t help it!” The smile in his face made it seem like he wasn’t actually sorry, although the latter part of the statement was true.

“Okay, whatever you say.” Poseidon walked back up to his throne and sat down with a dismissive wave.

“Go on, I’m sure you have more deliveries to take care of.”

“That I do! Ta-ta, uncle~ this has been fun!”

Poseidon rolled his eyes with a huff as Hermes left, hiding a small smile.

Maybe Hermes wasn’t so bad.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

Hello fellow Epic fan! Hope you're still open to requests because I'm here to donate~! 😉

So I recently discovered that Poseidon has a wife of his own, named Amphitrite (whom I really hope he's more faithful to than Zeus is to Hera); I've also been craving more Lee Poseidon as of late, so how about we combine the two.

Scenario: Amphitrite sees her hubby's been in a really grumpy mood all day (no doubt because of some pesky mortal again) so she wants to help him take his mind off it with some sweet personal TLC in the bedroom~ (mostly cuddles and kisses, dw) That's when she rediscovers some pretty adorable things about her little lord of the sea~ 😊

TLDR; I want some wholesome couple fluff involving lots of tickle kisses (mainly on ear fins or gills).

Hope that's good enough for a description for ya!

Sweet lovin’

🎂:Epic: the musical

🧁:Poseidon

🍫:Amphitrite

Summary: after Poseidon comes home from an upsetting encounter with a mortal, Amphitrite wants to help cheer him up.

A/N: I don’t know much about Amphitrite, so I’m basically winging her characterization. Also, as a teenager who’s aroace and never been in a relationship, I’m hoping that I wrote the lovey-dovey stuff okay. With all that being said, enjoy! :3

P.s: (oooo, sorry to disappoint but Poseidon actually had more lovers than Zeus 😅)

Sweet lovin’

Poseidon walked into the fancy, decorated underwater cave, and the first thing Amphitrite heard was a sigh.

She turned to look as her husband stepped into their cave, their underwater home, looking tired and stressed. She walked closer, gently and slightly hesitant.

“My dear? Are you alright?”

Another long, deep sigh. “Yes, love, I’m fine. Just had some problems with that damn mortal I was telling you about.”

She smiled a bit, fondness and sympathy sparkling in her eyes. “I see. How about a bit of a cuddle night?”

Poseidon’s eyes lit up a bit at the words, although he tired to hide his extreme excitement as a more casual acceptance. “Yeah, that sounds…nice.”

Amphitrite chuckled a bit at the facade, but decided not to bring it up. “Alright dear, you go take a warm shower and I’ll get the bedroom set up, okay?”

Poseidon smiled a bit. “Thanks, love.”

She walked up to him and gave him a little peck on the cheek, needing to stand on her tiptoes slightly to reach. “Of course, darling.”

Poseidon kissed the top of her head in return and then walked off towards their bathroom. Amphitrite heard the water start running as she walked into their bedroom.

She looked through the room to find the most cozy, warm blankets that they owned. The cave was, well, a cave, but it was still fancy and furnished in a way fit for an Olympian, including a large, soft bed.

As Poseidon washed away the stress of the day, Amphitrite busied herself with making a comfortable nest of pillows and blankets on the bed. She dimmed the lights, and put on some soft music, trying to make a cozy, relaxing atmosphere.

Not long after she had finished, Poseidon stepped out of the bathroom in a comfortable robe for sleep. He walked into their bedroom and saw the little nest.

“It’s lovely, dear. Thank you.”

“No problem, my love. Now let’s cuddle!” She encouraged, pulling him towards the nest.

He chuckled and followed, and then they both climbed into the bed and wrapped their arms around each other in a warm embrace.

For a while they just cuddled calmly, but at some point, Amphitrite started to lightly trace Poseidon’s back.

He huffed a bit of laughter through his nose, and muttered lazily. “Darling, tha’ tickles..”

Amphitrite smiled, fond yet mischievous. “Oh, does it now?”

The teasing tone sent a shiver down Poseidon’s spine.

“Maybe this will help cheer you up, hmm?” She whispered, her voice full of affection. She wrapped her arms around Poseidon a little tighter, and then started to intentionally tickle, tracing and scribbling lightly at his sides.

Poseidon started to giggle, the light touch eliciting a light, airy sort of laugh. “Lohohove, nohoho..” he complained half-heartedly, but both of them knew it wasn’t fully genuine.

“Awww, but your little giggles are so cute!” She teased in response, her voice full of love. She leaned forward and started to pepper his neck with light, ticklish kisses, even making ridiculous little exaggerated noises.

Poseidon felt so silly, but yet so loved, as the various light, tender touches produced joyful giggles from him. “Ahamphitrihite plehehease! Thahat tihihickles!”

“That’s the point, dear, I’m tickling you!” She paused her little kisses to respond. She loved the giggles of Poseidon, how sweet and gentle they sounded in contrast to his usual rough personality.

Despite his protests, Poseidon was pretty happy right now. He definitely felt much better than he did when he came home. Amphitrite continued to trace little shapes and lines all over his sides with her long claws and lightly kiss along his neck and ear fins, eliciting soft giggles.

It was such a warm, loving and cozy environment, and Poseidon felt so cared for and loved.

It was all soft and gentle, each little giggle or teasing word no louder than a whisper- until Amphitrite decided to blow a small little raspberry on her husband’s gills.

This resulted in a quite embarrassing squeal from the god of the tides, followed by a bright blush and protests. “Dahaharlihing nohOt thehe gihihills!”

“Aww, are your little gills super-duper ticklish, hmm? Do they make you all giddy and happy~” she cooed gently in response, only furthering the redness on his face.

“Nohohoho, daharlihing stohohop!” He protested, unserious and gentle, gently pushing at her head where she was kissing and blowing raspberries along his gills. He was laughing much louder now, deep, belly laughs that echoed along the stone walls of the cave.

“I don’t know, dear~ are you sure you’re feeling allll better? No more yucky stress, hmm~?” She teased again in response, voice gentle and loving in the way only she could be.

“Yehehes, ihim hahahappy, ihi prohohomise!” It wasn’t a lie either, he truly was happy. The whole night of cuddles and tickles had done wonders to brighten his mood.

But Amphitrite wasn’t done just yet.

“I don’t know if I believe you~ maybe I should do one last thing, just to be sure, hmm~?”

“Plehehease, nohohoho!” Poseidon protested once again, a giddy sort of nervousness building in his chest.

Amphitrite ignored the untrue protests, and then pulled him closer. She’s scribbled her sharp claws along his sides and blew a big raspberry on either side of his neck at his gills at the same time, causing loud, rumbling laughter to escape from him.

After just a moment, she stopped, leaving him with leftover, breathless giggles.

“Ohoho myhy… yohou reheally know hohow to make a mahan lahaugh..” He smiled widely as he said it, giggles sprinkled into the words.

Amphitrite smiled, and leaned in close to Poseidon, continuing to cuddle as he let out all the remaining giggles. “Do you feel better?” She asked, genuine and fond.

Poseidon nodded. “Yes, love, thank you.”

“Of course, darling, anytime.”

And they held each other close for the rest of the night, until they drifted into a peaceful, loving slumber in each others arms.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

Doctor tickle monster

🎂: Fop: A new wish (cause I’m hyperfixating WOO)

🧁: Dev

🍫: Peri

Summary: Dev is being sad. Sadder than usual. Peri helps.

A/N: my hyperfixations changing faster than life’s trajectory (I haven’t even finished the loud house yet here we are🫡) I needed some Lee Dev in my life so *yeets this fic in your general direction* (P.S we’ll say this takes place after the finale in an alternate timeline but I don’t think there’s any spoilers in here)

Doctor tickle monster

Dev was sad. That much Peri knew. I mean, not really ground-breaking; the kid was sad all the time. [even though he usually hides it behind anger, annoyance or apathy. Pushing people who try to help away because he never learned proper emotional regulation skills or how to communicate with people]

But it was a little.. more than usual. He had been pouting all day, hiding his sad eyes behind his sunglasses. When Peri Asked him what was wrong, at first the kid pushed him away- as he tends to do- but after a while he caved.

“It’s nothing, Peri- it’s stupid.”

“Your feelings aren’t stupid, kid. No matter what your dumb, pea-brained father says.”

That got a small huff of amused breath from the kid. “I know that, it’s just- there isn’t really a reason for me to be sad. Which is just making me more upset because I don’t know why I’m upset.”

The two fell into a small silence. Dev looked down at his shoes, embarrassed by the fact that his eyes were forming tears. Peri was thinking.. ‘how in the world do I cheer him up if there isn’t a problem for me to fix..?’ He thought for a moment, and then seemed to get an idea.

He made a ringing sound, and put a hand up to his ear in a phone gesture. “Brriiing, Brriing,” Dev looked up at his godfather, confused.

“Hello? Doctor? We have a level 5 situation here.”

‘What in the world is he doing?’

“What’s that? You’ll be here right away? Excellent! See you very soon.” He let his hand fall away from his ear, and then he turned around suddenly wearing a stethoscope, and spoke in a slightly different voice.

“Hello, I was called about a level 5 case of the blues?”

Dev raised his eyebrows and looked at him. “What?”

“Ah, you must be the patient! Your godfather gave me a call- said you had a case of the blues for no identifiable reason! So I’m here to help!

His curiosity officially peaked, Dev spoke, almost sarcastically. “And how are you gonna do that?”

“Simple! But first, I have to tell you something..” the ‘doctor’ gestured for Dev to come closer, and he did. Then the ‘doctor’ whispered to him,

“I’m no ordinary doctor- I’m Dr.monster-…” he paused for a moment, before scooping the kid in his arms and starting to vibrate his hand in his stomach “- Tickle monster!”

Dev burst into giggles at the touch, squirming slightly in the hold. “Peheheheheri! Whyhyhy thihihihis!!”

“I’m not Peri, I’m Doctor tickle monster- and because this is the number one treatment for cases of the blues! They do say laughter is the best medicine, after all!”

Although he wouldn’t admit it, even to himself, dev laughed slightly harder at the silly act his fairy godfather was putting on.

“Cohohohome ohohon! Quhuhit ihihit!!”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that- not until you are officially cured! And there’s still a ways to go until then!”

Dev kicked and pushed at Peri’s arms, but it was half-hearted at best. [Dev knew that he could wish for Peri to stop if he really wanted him too. Not that he would say he was enjoying himself]

“And there’s that precious smile! And you do have quite an adorable laugh if I do say so myself!”

Dev’s face went red at the comment, and he frantically tried to deny it. “I ahaham nohohohot cuhuhuhute!!

“Well, your giggles say otherwise~” Peri was having fun teasing and tickling his kid to pieces. It was nice to see him smiling and laughing and full of joy. Lord knows he needs it.

He could tell that the kid was having fun. If he wasn’t, Peri would’ve stopped. His goal was to cheer him up, not make him resentful or more upset.

Meanwhile, Dev was in such ticklish bliss agony, Giddy giggles and laughter poured out of him non-stop.

“Pehehehrihihi! Ihihihit tihihihickles!!”

“Well, duuuuhhh, that’s the point of me tickling you, kid.” At the words, Peri decided to up the ante a bit, moving his hands to his sides and squeezing gently, then moving his head to give the kid a massive raspberry right on the tummy.

Dev squealed, much louder laughter erupting from him without his permission. It tickled so BAD!

“EEEHHEEEEEE! PEHEHEHERIIHIII! THaHAT REHEALLY TIHIHICKLES EHHEHAHHAHAHA!”

“Aww really~? Good! OM NOm” Peri nibbled the kids tummy and made silly noises as he continued to tickle him silly.

Dev laughed and laughed. “Heheheheheee peheheriii StahahahaPpp!”

Peri relented for a moment, not entirely stopping, but moving to much gentler tickles, just lightly scribbling on the kids ribs.

“You cured? Are the blues allllll gone?”

“Yehehehes! Ahahall gohohone!”

“Are you suuuuureee~”

“Yehehehes! Yehehes ihihim suhuhure plehehase stohohop!” The kid giggled out, causing Peri to stop and set him back on the floor, the stethoscope gone.

Dev continued to giggle for a moment, leftover tingles still plaguing his torso.

But, he couldn’t deny the facts. He felt significantly better. He was smiling, and he found that even if he tried he couldn’t stop.

Peri flew next to him. “Feeling better?”

Dev blushed slightly, but still sighed out a “… yeah.”

“I’m glad. I’ll just have to give the good doctor a call every time you’re sad! ”

“Noooooooo” Dev whined, but he was still grinning ear to ear.

“Yes~,” Peri mocked, “new rule- no sadness allowed!! If I see a sad Dev- he gets alll the tickles until he feels better! I have a feeling we’re gonna see a lot more of that smile~~”

“Ugghhhhh” Dev whined again, clearly embarrassed.

Dev was smiling for a long time.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

Squirmy

🎂: ROTMNT

🧁: Donnie

🍫:Leo

Summary: Leo decides to bother Donnie by tickling him, and quickly noticed something about his twin brother…

A/N: Ask and ye shall receive! Great art by the way! @squiggly-mctwig

Squirmy

‘Ugh. It’s to quiet in here’ Leo thought idly. He was kinda bored, and so , he decided:

“I’m gonna go be the drama” He speaks his thoughts aloud, growing a smirk.

He walks over to Donnie’s lab. His twin was easily Leo’s favorite brother to annoy, and this time wasn’t going to be any different.

As soon as the lab door opens, Donnie sucks in a breath and rolls his eyes. ‘Here we go again’

“What could you possibly want right now , Nardo?”

“Nothing much, i just wanted to know….”

Donnie just stared with an eyebrow raised, letting Leo finsih.

“Are you still ticklish?” He questions, that dum dum smirk slapped across his face.

Donnie’s eyes widen. He dosent say anything.

His silence speaks volumes. Leo takes it as a yes.

The blue themed slider steps forwards and tackles the soft shell to the floor.

“Nardo! Don’t!”

‘Oh, he left me with a perfect set up.’ Leo thought before responding, his smirk ever-growing.

“Don’t what?”

Donnie falls for it. Just like always.

“Tickle me!”

“Oh~ tickle you? Why of course!”

‘Oh mi gosh, I fell for it again, didn’t I?’ Donnie thinks to himself before he starts to lightly giggle.

Leo was barely moving, but he couldn’t help it. He was already twisting and turning away, shuffling in place, being pretty much anything but still.

“Dude, no way.” Leo remarks , noticing Donnie’s reaction.

‘This man is veeery squirmy. Strange.’

“I haven’t even moved that much.”

“Shhhuhut uhup.”

In his best impression of Donnie, Leo calls out “Offended gasp! You will eatith thy words!”

“Hehey! Thahahats mhihihiy lihihine!” Donnie calls up, as Leo picks up the pace on his scratching.

“And~?”

Leo keeps teasing his brother, knowing it makes the tickles feel so much stronger.

Not even 3 minutes later, and Donnie is reaching his limit. Tears already pricked his eyes, a wide smile and powerful laughter radiating through him.

Leo stops, grabs Donnie some water, but he can’t leave his twin alone without one last statement,

“Your very squirmy , huh?”

Donnie just pushes Leon away and says “Shut it”

———THE END————————————————

ooo yeah disaster twins ( one-sided ) tickle fight

[mythica0]

Ten-tickles

🎂: Epic the musical

🧁:Poseidon, Odysseus

🍫: Poseidon, Odysseus, Crew

Summary: Poseidon decides that instead of murdering an entire fleet, he’ll just humiliate the captain instead. It backfires.

A/N: thanks to the Anon who gave me the idea! I hope it’s what you pictured! Once again not super proud of the ending but whatevs. Some of the lines might be used in No More Suffering, we’ll… sea. Anyway, Enjoooooy! :3

Cw: swearing and intense tickles!

Ten-tickles

A loud, roaring voice echoed over the water.

“ODYSSEUS OF ITHACA!… do you know who I am?”

It was Poseidon, god of the seas, and he was pissed, his voice full of malice.

‘Oh no..’ Odysseus’ thoughts rang like bells in his head, trying to think of some way out of this.

Time passed, the god ranting angrily about a ‘lesson’ and how Odysseus needed to be ruthless and cruel.

“Come here, Odysseus.”

He paused, raising an eyebrow skeptically.

“You’re… not going to kill me?”

Poseidon sighs. “Sadly, no. The fates have it in your future to get home safely. I cannot change that no matter how hard I try, so why bother.”

“Wait, really?” Odysseus grew so much hope at the words. He was going to get home. It was fate. But he was still confused. “Theeeeen… why?”

“You’ll see. I might not be killing you, but you do deserve a punishment, and I intend to deliver.”

Odysseus walks towards Poseidon, hesitant. But he doesn’t know what the god will do if he doesn’t obey, and how much worse it could be.

Once he’s in front of the god, he scoops up Odysseus, and taunts threateningly.

“I think a bit of public humiliation will be well suited~” Odysseus didn’t know why, but the tone he used sent shivers down his spine.

“what?”

With a sly, evil chuckle, Poseidon started to lightly scratch at Odysseus’ sides, forcing him to gasp and snap his mouth shut to prevent any more sounds from escaping. “Ah, I knew you’d fight~ makes it all the more embarrassing when you break, doesn’t it~?”

Odysseus was pursing his lips, struggling not to let the muffled giggles escape as he squirmed in place. Out of all the possibilities this was definitely not what he expected. He never would have thought Poseidon would resort to tickling of all things in a million years. And it made him feel a little more confident in what he could get away with. That’ll be important later.

In the meantime, Poseidon was still scratching gently against his side, getting faster and faster with each pass to increase how ticklish it felt. It was getting harder for Odysseus to hold back his giggles, muffled snickers and huffs of air that sounded more and more like laughter than breathing being released with every passing moment.

Then Poseidon worked his way under Odysseus’ arms- and he broke.

“Ppfft- fuhuhuhuck! Ehehahahahaha!”

Poseidon smirked, a smug expression dawned on his face as he spoke with a teasing lilt. “There we go~” he gave a sly chuckle before continuing, “I knew you’d break.”

“Shihihit- stohohop!” The unusual method of revenge was certain out working as intended, a blush dusting the captains face as he couldn’t do anything but laugh at the wiggling claws against his skin. His men looking on, confused and curious but also a little amused.

“Why should I? Seems to be working.”

Feeling a little emboldened by the lack of painful torture or murder, Odysseus decided to fight back. He started to move around and try to push Poseidon off, which wasn’t working. (At least not yet.)

The god let out another chuckle. “Oh? Trying to fight, are we?” After saying the words, Poseidon increased the intensity of the sensation, digging into Odysseus’ underarms with the exact pressure to make it extremely ticklish.

Odysseus twitched and let out a surprised bark of laughter before his giggles and laughs got much louder. “HOhoholy- gahahahah! Nohohohoho!”

“That’s what you get for trying to fight~”

Odysseus still felt that fire to fight however, and continued to do so, even though every time he did the tickles got more intense, making it harder for him to fight back.

“Ehahahahahaha fuhuhuck- ahahahahaha!”

“Stop trying to fight, stupid mortal. Every time you try I’m just going to make it worse.”

As Odysseus continued to struggle, Poseidon threw in some very corny jokes. “Seriously, Odysseus, you’d think you’d know better than to mess with a god, come on, water you thinking?”

If Odysseus wasn’t too occupied with being tickled, he would’ve blinked confusedly. “Whahahahat wahahas thahat? Thahat wahas hohohorrible!”

“I mean, you’re laughing. Can’t be that bad.”

“Thahahats Behehecause Yohoure tihihickling mehehehe!”

“Am I? I don’t know, sounds fishy.”

Odysseus groans through his laughs. “Uhuhugh, thahat wahahas wohohorse!”

Poseidon chuckled. What can he say? he loved a good ocean pun. “I mean, I like it, but that’s just how I Eel about it.”

Odysseus struggled even more, fueled by the amazing horrible puns. This led to Poseidon making the sensation stronger once again, forcing Odysseus into hysterics.

“Haha, I would stop struggling if I were you. You wouldn’t want to get yourself into even worse of a situation.”

But Odysseus continued to fight, and eventually going through the more intense feeling paid off, as he successfully got out of Poseidons hold and latched onto his side, quickly turning the tables.

“Whahahahat thehehe- hey!” Poseidon protested as Odysseus started to scribble and poke at his sides, flipping the situation to his favor.

“Haha, not so smug now, are ya?” He taunts with a chuckle, still scribbling his side. Odysseus turns to his crew. “Come help me with this, will ya?”

They immediately obey, a bunch of the men gathering around the now laughing, squirming god.

Poseidon could easily get out of this. Or at least he should be able to. He’s a god! But for some reason he finds that his strength is sapped from the tingling sensation, partially because.. he wasn’t sure he wanted them to stop.

“Hehahahaha dahahamn yohohou!”

Despite the protests, and despite the fact that he hasn’t really come to terms with the feelings himself, but Poseidon doesn’t entirely hate this. There are far too many men to count individually gathered around him and holding him there, scratching and scribbling on his whole torso, making him squirm and giggle endlessly.

But.. he found that he didn’t really want to make them stop. His angry mood from earlier was definitely fading, replaced by a giddy nervousness and happiness as the pleasant tingles zapped and sparked across his skin, sending him into fits of laughter.

Odysseus decided to use a bit of his own medicine, with a corny dad joke. “How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?”

“Whahahahat-?”

“Ten-tickles”

Poseidon wasn’t going to lie, he did laugh a little harder at the pun. Which Odysseus picked up on, of course.

“No way you actually liked that.” The captain teased with a laugh, only making Poseidon blush a bit.

The men continued to scratch and scribble and tickle the god of the tides, as he squirmed around.

“Hehehahahahaha shihihit! Mohortahahals- stahahahap!”

“Hmmm… I don’t think so.” Odysseus teased again, only increasing the intensity of his scratching. “You got me first.”

“Ahahahahahah shihit- nohohoho!”

Odysseus laughed with an overly dramatic scoff. “Um, yeah you did.”

“Yohou knohohow thahahats nohot whahat ihi meheheant- FUHUCK!” He was cut off by snort and louder laughter as someone started to lightly trace his gills.

“Haha, good job, Polites! Looks like you found a good spot.”

“SHiHIHIT NOHOT THEHERE- AHAHAHA!” The god’s laughter was much louder and more hysterical now, as one man, supposedly Polites, scratched around his gills and another traced his ear fins, some of his most ticklish spots.

And it wasn’t just those two spots either, there were also wiggling fingers on his ribs, stomach, sides, armpits, everywhere. It was so overwhelming, a strong sensory overload, but at the same time it felt… good. Poseidon found himself enjoying this, even though he was desperately laughing and struggling as he was tickled relentlessly by several men.

“IHIHIHI CAHAHANT- SHIHIHIT! STAHAHAHAP!”

“What’s wrong? The great god of the seas can’t handle a little tickling?”

The words made a blush spread on Poseidon’s face. “SHUHUHUT UHUP!”

Odysseus hummed and tapped his chin with one hand in mock thought, the other still teasing and tickling the soft flesh of the sea god. “Hmmm… let me think about it… no.”

“COHOHOME OHON! OHOHO MYHY- STAHAHAHAP! AAHAHAHAHAHA!” His laughter was loud and hysterical, tears starting to form in his eyes from the force of it. It tickled so much and they weren’t. Stopping. He was overcome with laughter and snorts, the electric, buzzing sensation never letting up around his gills or anywhere else.

He didn’t want to beg. That was so gods damn embarrassing, especially for a deity. But he was getting pretty damn close. It was so bad, yet so good at the same time, sending floods of happy chemicals through his systems from all the laughter. But despite that, it was still far too much for him to handle, so he eventually lost his grip over his words and self control, and… he started to beg.

“PLEHEHEHEASE- STAHAHAHAP! IHIHITS TOHOHOO MUHUHUCH PLEHEHEASE! IHIM SOHOHORRYYY!”

Odysseus smirked. “You’re gonna be nice? You’re gonna leave me and my men alone?”

“FUHUHUCK- YEHEHEHES! JUHUHUST STAHAHAP!”

Odysseus raises a hand to signal his men to stop, and they release Poseidon, who starts to breath heavily, giggles infesting every exhale.

“Hahahaha… hoholy fuhuhuck..you dehefinetly took my lesson in ruhuthlehessness..”

“I did, didn’t I?”

Poseidon eventually managed to cool his leftover giggles, and then perched himself on a pillar of water, holding his trident.

“Lesson fucking learned. I’ll leave you alone.” He chuckles a bit and then drops himself into the water, fading into the darkness of the ocean floor.

Odysseus chuckles as well, retaking his position at the wheel.

“That was certainly… an experience.”

“That it was.” Eurylochus confirmed. “It’s not every day you see a god begging and laughing hysterically.”

They continued on their way, sailing away towards a nearby island. Who knows what they’d face there.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

I have the silliest idea holy shit omg

This involved a but of soft Jax AND lee!jax WHAT A COMBO‼️‼️

So like I have this hc that jax is deathly afraid of super duper loud bangs like fireworks and thunderstorms, there's fireworks or a thunderstorm outside of the circus and jax is hiding wanting it to go away, then someone comes in (character of ur choice but this would fit ragatha) and tickles him to make him feel better and to distract him from the storm

Also hi how are you I hope you're doing well💖💖💖

- X3 anon

Soft side

🎂: TADC

🧁: Jax

🍫:Caine

Summary: during a digital thunderstorm(however that works), none of the circus members have seen Jax leave his room. Caine goes to check on him and sees something… unexpected.

A/N: Thank you anon! This is so cute and I had to write it. Love me some cheer-up tkls. Enjoy! <3

Soft side

BOOM! CRACK! A digital thunderstorm raged outside. Dark clouds covered the sky and flashes of lightning appeared followed by loud rumbles of thunder.

The cast was sitting in the tent to stay out of the rain, but…

“Guys, is it just me or is it quiet?” Ragatha whispered, suspiciously.

Zooble rolled her eyes. “Yeah, it’s because Jax isn’t here. I don’t know why exactly, but I’ll take the lack of Tom-[BEEP]-ery.

Pomni raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Huh. I wonder why he’s hiding in his room. Maybe he’s planning a scheme…” the conversation trailed off and the group continued to chat amongst themselves.

On the other side of the tent, Caine heard this conversation. Had Jax really not shown up today? That was unusual for the Rabbit, if only because he liked to, as he put it, “watch funny things happen to people.”

Caine thought he better go check on the bunny before starting todays adventure. As cooky as he was, Caine did actually care about his circus members and wanted to see them happy in the digital plane. And for some reason he was concerned about Jax.

He floated down the hallway and knocked on Jax’s door. “Jax? Do I have permission to enter?”

No response came out of the room, other than a soft whimpering sound. Another BOOM rang out from the thunder, and Caine heard a startled “Ah!” And a slight whine coming from inside the room.

Worried something might have happened, Caine teleported inside the room, concerned. “Jax!”

At the voice, Jax looked up. He wasn’t hurt at all, which relieved Caine… but- something was off.

He was holding his long ears flat against his head, and small tear tracks rolled down his digital face.

“Wha- what are you doing here, dentures?” Jax tried to put on a brave face, but his voice waivered and broke. Once again thunder roared and Jax made a noise of fear, jumped a bit and held his ears even closer to his head.

Caine’s eyes gained an understanding and he sat next to the rabbit.

“You don’t like thunderstorms, huh?”

“What’s it matter to yo-u.” Jax sniffed.

“Well, I don’t like seeing my cast scared, Jax.”

“I’m not scared!” Jax lashed out, offended at the prospect. “I’m fine!”

“Hmm…” Caine thought of a way he could cheer up the bunny, without making him more angry, and he had the perfect idea.

As subtly as he could, Caine reached his hand over and gently poked Jax’s side.

A squeak came out of the rabbit and he turned to look at the ringmaster. “What-What was that about?”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about.

“Bull[BEEP].”

Caine’s smile grew mischievously. “You know how I feel about swearing mister!” Caine started to quickly scribble Jax’s stomach, making silly noises as he did so.

Slowly Jax regained his usual toothy smile, giggles slipping out of his throat.

“Cahahahaine! Cohohme ohohon! Whyhyhy?!”

“Not so scared anymore, aren’t ya? Tkltkltkl!”

“Oh shuhuhut ihihit!”

“Ooo~ you’re gonna get it, now!” Caine stopped for a moment and pulled his cane from his hat. He waved it like a wand, and a small pink light emerged from it, engulfing Jax in its glittery light.

Immediately Jax’s laughter intensified.

“Whahahahat eveheEHEN IHIHIS THIHIHIS!”

“Introducing my TICKLE RAY 9000! Guaranteed to make even the most grumpy of people laugh really hard!” He spoke in an advertising voice.

“OHOHO MYHYHY GOHOHOD, YohohOU AHare RIDIHICulohohous!”

“Thank you!” Caine winked.

“QUHUHIHIT IHIHIT!”

“Hmm.. if you admit you were scared. It’s okay to be scared! Everyone has fears, even tough little rabbits like you.”

“OHO COHOHOME OHON! Thahats soho MeHEAN!”

Jax started to have tears of joy prick in his yellow eyes from all the laughing. He would never admit it, ever, but this was helping.

“C’mon Jax! You can do it! Tktktktktktktktk!”

“PLeheheHEASe!”

“You know what you have to say!”

“OhoKAHAY fihiHINE! I wahahahas scahahared! Ihim scahahahred ohof thuhunder Stohohorms ahahare yohOU hahahappy NOHOw!”

“Yes. Very. Almost as much as you right now.” Caine teased, turning off his magical little tickle beam.

“You ready to go start todays adventure!”

“Yeheah, yeah just give me a sec.” Jax said, tiredly.

I guess both Caine and Jax had an unexpected soft side.

[mythica0]

!!epic fic idea!!

Lee!polites? Ler!ship crew, euryloches, or odysseus?

Good friends

🎂: epic the musical

🧁: Polites

🍫:Eurylochus, Odysseus

Summary: Polites has a bit of a… problem. And he’s too embarrassed to say it out loud. Of course, his friends find out anyway, and decide to help him out.

A/N: thank youuu! Normally I would request a scenario but I already had one in mind for this so you lucked out. We love Lee!Polites 💕. This is pretty dialogue heavy, so I hope who’s talking when is clear, and the story is as well. I also don’t really like the title but whatever. ENJOY! >:3

Good friends

Polites woke up.

Aaanddd… immediately knew that it was gonna be a long day. There was a buzzing, fluttery feeling under his skin, and a nagging desire settled in his chest.

A lee mood.

He’s had them before. And it always makes the day seem significantly longer. Of course, he could just ask, but that’s so embarrassing!

And, in addition, it’s not easy to hide. He knows that if his friends find out they will tease him relentlessly. Not a very fun experience.

So, yeah, he tries to hide it with his life.

He sighed and got out of bed, it’s no excuse to miss work. He tried to ignore the fantasies flashing through his head.

“Hey captain!” He tried to act normal. This is fine. He’s fine. Nothing is different. But, apparently, he was having an off day. Because whereas usually he can go fairly unnoticed, Odysseus immediately knew something was up.

Odysseus tried not to show the suspicion in his face. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but Polites was.. off. He was… I don’t know, restless? He looked like he couldn’t sit still.

“Polites. How are you today?”

“I’m well! You?”

He wasn’t lying. (Polites was a horrible liar.) so it wasn’t something that was bothering him..hmm.

“I’m good as well.”

“I’m glad. Any tasks for me today or just the usual routine?”

“Ah, nothing special today.”

Odysseus also noticed he was gesturing with his arms less, as if nervous to expose himself. Eurylochus walked up.

“Hey there. mornin’”

“Eurylochus. You slept well?”

“Eh, I’ve had better.” Eurylochus also immediately noticed Polites was off. He kept getting distracted mid conversation.

“Ah, sorry to hear that!” Polites responded, chipper as ever despite his… off-ness.

“I’ll be alright.”

“Okay, well, I’m gonna go start work, see you two later!” And Polites walked away.

Odysseus turned to Eurylochus once he was sure that Polites was out of earshot.

“Does Polites seem off to you?”

“Oh, absolutely. Glad it’s not just me.”

“Oh yeah, not just you. Something is definitely going on. The question is what? He isn’t upset.”

“Yeah, he doesn’t seem like he’s sad or something. We should keep our eyes on him and see what we can gather.”

So they did. Over the course of the morning, they watched him. They noticed that he was kind of.. giggly? And he also seemed to get flustered for seemingly no reason occasionally. He also seemed extra responsive to touch, just brushing his side gently would make him jump.

They eventually put the puzzle pieces together. Or, well, Odysseus did, being the smart man he is. He pulled Eurylochus off to the side to inform him and make a bit of a plan.

“Captain? What is it?”

“I know what’s up with Polites.”

“You do? What is it?”

“He’s in a lee mood.”

Realization dawned on Eurylochus’ face. “Ooohhh, that makes sense.”

“Mhmm. And I have an idea.”

“Go ahead.”

Later, lunch was served, and after everyone ate, Odysseus walked up to Polites.

“Hey, Polites?”

“Oh, hey Ody! What’s up?”

“You’re not in trouble or anything, but can you see me in my office?”

“Oh, yeah, sure!” Polites mind was racing. If he wasn’t in trouble, what was it? Did they find out?? The very idea flustered him to no end. But he followed his best friend to his office nonetheless.

He was surprised to see Eurylochus there as well.

“Oh? Eurylochus is here?”

“Yes, I am. Hi Polites.”

“Hi! What’s up?”

The other two in the room smirked a bit.

“Oh, nothing, I just noticed your little…. Problem.”

Polites mind raced once more. ‘Wait, actually? They actually know? Oh gods..’

“Oh?”

“Yes, yes. We noticed that you’re in a lee mood, dear friend.”

Eurylochus chimed in. “And what kind of friends would we be if we didn’t help you out?”

‘Oh my gods, is this actually happening right now?’ Polites thought to himself, excited and nervous and flustered all at once.

Odysseus and Eurylochus walked up to their friend, and Eurylochus took his arms in one hand and put them above his head. Polites started blushing from fluster and embarrassment, and nearly started giggling from anticipation.

“Let’s get these out of the way, hmm?” Eurylochus’ voice held an unusual teasing lilt, only adding to Polites’ embarrassment.

“Oh gods..”

“What’s wrong? Embarrassed?” Odysseus asked, teasing his friend even further. Then he placed a hand gently on his side, not actually tickling yet, just teasing.

This broke Polites into anticipatory giggles.

“Ohoho nohoho…”

“Aww, laughing already? I haven’t even started yet~”

“Ohohody! Stohohop teheasing!”

“Oh, you want me to stop teasing, hmm? You want me to just start already?”

Polites groaned in embarrassment through his giggles. “Yehehehes!”

“Aww, okay, I guess I’ll have mercy~” Without any further words, Odysseus started to scribble against Polites’ sides, making the other’s giggles grow fuller.

“Ehehehehehe! Ohohody!”

“Whaaaaat? I thought this is what you wanted?”

Polites just groaned again.

“Oh, don’t worry, I know how contradictory the brain can be when it comes to this. You love it, yet your mind is screaming at you to make it stop~”

Polites blushed even further, still giggling like a madman. Eurylochus took his free hand and started to scratch gently at his tummy.

“Ehehehe, Euhuhurylohohochus! Nohohot thehere!”

“Oh? Not here? Not this little tummy right here? But you love this spot~”

His friends wanted to kill him. He was so flustered that he felt like he might die. And their constant teasing was not helping.

“Tickle tickle tickle~ look at how happy you are~”

“Ohohody! Stohohop!”

“Stop what? Stop tickling you? Cause we both know you don’t want that~”

“Stohohop teheheheasing!”

“Aww, why? Is the little lee gettin’ all flustered~?”

“Eheheheh Ohohody!” He didn’t say it aloud, but Polites was having an absolute blast. He’s, he was embarrassed to all Hades, but it was so much fun.

“That’s my name, don’t wear it out.”

Eurylochus decided to chime in again, still scratching and digging at his friend’s worst spot.

“What’s the matter, Pol? Too ticklish~?”

“Ehehehehehehe nohohot yohou tohohoo! Ahahahaha!” Polites bouncy, happy giggles filled the room, emanating a contagious joy that made the other two parties smile too.

“Aww, you’re just so downright precious~”

“Ehehehehehe nohoho ihim nohohot!”

“Yes you are, don’t try to deny it~ I mean, just look at you! Your smile is adorable~ and don’t even get me started on those sweet giggles.”

“Eehahahaha guhuhuys stohohop!”

“Why should we? You’re clearly enjoying yourself~”

Polites was so red he could be mistaken for a tomato at this point. This was unbearable and amazing and so, so flustering. He couldn’t take it! And yet he loved every second.

Part of him actually did want it to stop, so the pleas weren’t exactly In-genuine, but they weren’t fully genuine either. It’s confusing.

“Stohohop! Guhuhuys! Ehehehehehe!”

“How bout this, you admit you’re adorable and we’ll stop~”

“W-whahahahahat?!”

“You hear him. Tell us that you’re precious and we’ll let you go~ just three simple words.”

“Ehehehehe nohoho wahahahay!”

“Oh, so you’re not ready for us to stop yet? That’s okay, we can keep going until you’re done.”

Polite continued to giggle and squirm and blush so warm it felt like his face was on fire. But it wasn’t to the point where he was desperate. He could hold out a little longer.

“Ehehehehehe guhuhuys plehehehease!”

“You know what you have to do~”

As much fun as he was having, it was quickly getting to a point of desperation, so Polites caved.

“Fihihine! Yohohou wihin! Ihi’m cuhuhute!”

The other two immediately let up, Eurylochus letting go of his arms. “See, now was that so hard~”

“Ugh, youhou guys are mean..” Polites was still blushing furiously, a few small remaining giggles slipping into his speech.

“You know you loved it.”

“Ughhhhhhhh”

Odysseus ruffled his hair. “You’ll be fine.”

Just as they were all about to disperse, Polites decided to say one last thing.

“Uh- thank you.”

“No problem, Friend. Glad you had fun. I know I did.”

Then they separated and went about their usual day, all as if it had never happened. And Polites could confidently say that he felt a lot better. Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

It’s so nice to see you writing for this fandom!! 💖I’d absolutely love something with lee Jax and Lee Zooble. Maybe he keeps taking her arm so she makes sure the next time he does he regrets it. *wink wink* 🙃 Hope you’re doing well!!

Learn a lesson

🎂: TADC

🍫:Zooble

🧁:Jax

Summary: Zooble realizes that no matter how hard she tries to knock some sense into Jax, it doesn’t work, so she tries a different approach.

A/N: Moot coming in clutch! Hi, thanks for the request! :3 Also, I’ll alternate between They, she and he for Zooble because they are canonically gender queer and use all pronouns!

TW: implied cursing.(it’s censored.)

Learn a lesson

The whole cast of characters was sitting in the center of the tent, listening to cane ramble on about their ‘adventure’ for the day.

Zooble already didn’t care. They were ignoring him and trying to pretend to be asleep. Nothing better to do these days.

Jax was wearing his usual mischievous smile, noticing that Zooble wasn’t paying attention, he quickly grabbed their arm and pulled it off, flailing it around nonsensically, and giggling really hard at his own [BEEP]-hole-ery.

At this point, Caine had stopped talking and everyone was watching the show.

Zooble’s eyes snapped open, staring daggers into the resident rabbit. Zooble almost smacked him across the head with the arm he had taken off, but stopped himself.

This has happened many times before, and Zooble always reacted with violence. Smacking Jax, pinching him, choking him out, that sort of thing. But clearly that didn’t get the message through. So Zooble thought she would try something different.

When Jax got their arm close enough to his body, she snapped their arm to his side, and started slightly squeezing. Not enough to hurt, but-

“Hehehey! Wahahahat gihihives!” Jax’s normally large smile seemed to grow even wider as he laughed at the shocking sensation.

If Zooble had a mouth, he would’ve smirked. Jax had let go of their arm to protect himself, but Zooble didn’t let up.

“Whahahat ahahare yohohou dohohoing, lehehehgo ohof mehehe!”

“Nah. You’ve messed with me for long enough, Bunny boy. You’ve earned this.”

Everyone else was watching in awe, and pomni seemed a little confused. She whispered over to Ragatha, “is this normal?”

The doll looked back to her and whispered in return (with Jax’s laughter still echoing out overtop of their voices) “yeah. We do stuff like this sometimes to pass the time. This is the first time Zooble has ever gotten involved though.”

“Are you gonna keep on taking my arm?!” Zooble angrily asked Jax.

“Prohohonabl-EHEE!” His laughter shot up on octave when Zooble poked his stomach harder.

“Wrong answer, [BEEP]”

Through his cackles, Jax lifted his clover hand and a censor bar appeared overtop of it, but they all knew what he was doing.

Eventually Zooble stopped, and Jax stood up and let out all his leftover laughter. “[BEEP] you, zooble.. heh.”

Yeah, Zooble knew he would probably take his arm again, but at least she had a method to get him to let go, and hopefully, eventually, learn a lesson.

[mythica0]

A whosamawhatsit?

🎂: Fop; a new wish

🧁.Dev

🍫: Peri

Summary: Dev gets his first ever lee mood. He is confused.

A/N: yes I’m writing lee dev ler peri again, what it to ya! This fic takes place after the other two I wrote, I kinda got a timeline going. Also I hope someone gets my title 🙏 (btw it’s pronounced who’s-a-muh-what’s-it) I’m not super happy with the ending but eh.

(P.S I got so flustered writing this. Also, Beta read by @randommusicalfluff!)

A whosamawhatsit?

Dev felt strange.

As soon as he woke up, he felt… odd. In a way he couldn’t quite place.

His whole body was buzzing, he felt like he was a soda can that had been shaken. He felt light and airy, and almost bouncy?

He was also in a better mood than usual? He didn’t know why he was just… less meh. He actually woke up and smiled.

He stretched and got dressed, having an Au-pair bring him a donut for breakfast.

“Hey kid, G’morning!”

Dev looked up at Peri and smiled, giving him a small wave. “Good morning, Peri!”

Peri sensed something. He didn’t say anything. He wanted to be sure.

“Well someone’s chipper this morning!”

Dev hesitated and smiled. “Yeah.. guess I am!” Dev was confused. He felt so… odd. He felt like he wanted.. something? What was it…

The rest of the school day went as normal, but the whole time Dev was contemplating and confused. He noticed more as the day went on.. he found things funnier than he usually did, felt a need for physical contact. And that bubbly, fizzing feeling in his stomach grew, along with to a sense of longing. If only he could figure out what he wanted!

Peri observed throughout the day. His sense had never been wrong before, and it was blaring! This kid had a lee mood, he just knew it. Time to have a little chat!

After Dev and Peri had arrived back at the mansion, and entered Dev’s room, Peri started the conversation.

“So, Dev, how are you feeling?”

Dev looked up. “Hmm? Oh, I feel great, thanks for asking!” He answered genuinely, smiling.

“That’s good! But I meant.. feel any different than usual?”

Dev didn’t know how Peri knew, but he replied honestly anyway.

“Actually, yeah.”

“Hmmm, how so?”

“Well.. I’ve felt like.. buzzy? All day. Also pretty light. I’ve found things funnier than usual… and a sense of … longing? But I can’t figure out what it is that I’m longing for.”

“Ahh, my sensors never fail!” Dev looked confused. “Worry not, kid, for I know exactly what you want.”

“How do you know what I want when I don’t?”

“Well, you’re in a lee mood! And I always know when someone’s in a lee mood.”

“A.. whosamawhatsit?”

“Oh yeah you don’t know what that is, do you?”

Dev shook his head, intrigued and listening but also very confused.

“Well, A lee mood is when someone wants to be tickled!” Immediately Dev’s face burned as he realized that.. yup, that was what that sense of longing was about. “It often comes with buzzing or tingling sensations and a chipper attitude, which you have been displaying!”

Dev blinked, and let out a flustered, “….huh.”

“Sooooo?” Peri drawled, teasingly.

“So- what?” Deb responded, an eyebrow raised.

“Do you want me to tickle you?” Peri said, so casually, as if discussing the weather.

Dev blushed even more. “Uh- I- ummm-“ he didn’t quite know how to respond. He did. But he didn’t wanna say that! That’s embarrassing!

“I’m not hearing a no~”

Dev continued to stammer embarrassedly.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make ya say it!” Peri teased, pulling dev into a hold. Dev covered his red face with both hands.

Peri smiled and started scribbling against the kids ribs, causing his joyous giggles to pour from him.

“Are you gonna uncover your face so I can see your precious smile~”

“Nohohohohoho!”

“Oh, really~ are you suuureee~”

Dev mustered some false confidence. “Ye-yeahahahah!”

“Alright then, guess I’ll just have to make you.”

Right after he finished his sentence, Peri shot up to Dev’s underarms, digging with just enough pressure to really tickle.

Out of instinct, Dev’s arms shot down.

“Aww, too bad~ where’d all that stubbornness go?”

“I Cahahahahant hehehehehehelp ihihit!! Ehehahhaha!”

“Well, if you’re gonna try to be all stubborn then you should probably work on that.”

“Eehahahhaahahaaa! Gehehehet ouhohohout ohohohof thehehehre!!!”

Peri pouted sarcastically. “I can’t~ my hands are stuck~”

“Nohohoho thehehey ahahahrehehent yohohou liahahahar!”

Peri made a fake attempt to remove his hands, before once again teasing, “see? They won’t budge! Guess I’ll just have to stay here and tickle and tickle and tickle for the rest of time!”

“Nohohohoho!! Gohoho sohohomwhehehere ehehehelse!!

“Oh, so you don’t want me to stop? You just want me to go somewhere else? And why is that, this a bad spot~?” The lilt in his voice made Dev’s face go even darker than it was.

“Nohohohoho! Eheheheee!” Dev was kicking lightly, unable to stop the happy laughter and energy that flowed through his whole body.

“No? That’s not why? Hmm… is it because you want me to tickle your little tummy? Is that why? Does this cute little tummy want some of the tickly tickly tickles?”

Dev blushed even harder(somehow) and continued to kick lightly and giggle. But he didn’t deny it.

“Oh~~? No denial?? That must be it, then huh~”

“Eeeehehehehahaha! Dohohohohooonttt!” Dev whined through his bubbly giggles.

“Oh~ so you don’t want me to tickle your little belly? You don’t want me to make you feel all giggly and happy from the tummy tickles?”

Dev just whined again, laughter never stopping, smile never leaving his face.

“No? You do? Well, then why’d you say ‘don’t’ hmm? If you do want me to tickle your tummy, then don’t what?”

“Nohohoho tehehehaseihihing!!”

“Aww, I’m afraid I can’t do that~ teasing is part of the fun!”

Dev just giggled some more.

“Well~ if you want me to tickle tickle tickle that little tummy of yours, you’re gonna have to move your arms. I’m still stuck!”

“Ihihihi cahahahahant!!

“Well then, why don’t I help you out~” Peri kept tickling with his right hand, but took his left and pulled Dev’s arms up over his head, with no protest. He held them there for just a moment, before digging into Dev’s oh so ticklish tummy.

Dev’s giggles grew bigger, renewed by the change in sensation.

Dev couldn’t and wouldn’t say it out loud, but he was having the time of his life. The ticklish jolts sending through his stomach to the rest of his body, making him laugh and smile and kick joyfully. Forcing him to be happy, forcing him to giggle and laugh brightly. At some point he had tears of joy forming in his eyes.

He was so happy right now, and that made him embarrassed.

After a good few minutes off the tickles, Peri stopped, sensing that the kid had had enough.

He poofed up some water for him, encouraging him to drink slowly.

Dev giggled for a while, breathing heavily, trying to brush away left over tickles. He drank the water, let his face cool down, and allowed his giggles to slow and then stop.

“Welp, now you know what a lee mood is, right?”

“Yeah, yeah- I guess I do!” …. There was a pause, then a breath. “Do you get lee moods?”

Uh oh.

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

I’ll give you something to laugh about!

🎂: TADC

🧁: Jax

🍫: Ragatha

Summary: Jax decides to pull a few pranks on Ragatha. She shows him something worth laughing about.

A/N: first TADC fic!!! :D! I might be sliiightllyy obsessed with asshole rabbit man.(I have a squish on him even though he’s a jerk). Also he needs to be wrecked I don’t make the rules.

I’ll give you something to laugh about!

Jax was whistling. Always a bad sign. He walked down the hall of rooms with his hands behind his back and his yellow smile wide as ever.

Eventually, he came upon the door he was looking for. ‘Aha, there she is.’ He looked upon the door with Ragatha’s face printed on the circle imbedded in the digital wood.

He pulled out his key to her room.(don’t ask how he got them.)

Then he sneaked his way in with a cartoonish slide and pushed the door closed in the same motion. Pulling a jar out of seemingly nowhere, he opened the lid, letting a large house centipede in her room. But he wasn’t done yet.

Then, the purple rabbit took a glass of water and placed it near the night stand, which he saw the centipede crawl under. ‘This’ll be fun.’ And a chuckle leaves his toothy smile.

———

Ragatha was just leaving the bathroom. Although none of them technically had to use it, they still liked to take time in there to wash their hands, shower and other stuff just to feel at least slightly normal in this crazy digital world. (Jax also liked to use it as prank-planning central but no one else knew that.)

She headed back to her room, where she came upon a whistling Jax.

“Oh, hey Jax! Where are you off to?”

“Oh, nowhereee, just going back to my room.”

Ragatha would’ve raised an eyebrow if she had them. “Why weren’t you already in your room?”

“Is a rabbit not allowed to take a walk through the hallways once in a while?”

Ragatha’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Sure.” She spoke sarcastically.

She kept walking, not noticing that Jax in fact did not enter his room, but stayed behind her with his mischievous grin, watching for her reactions. 

As soon as she entered her room, Jax heard a loud scream, followed by a crash and a splash.

Ragatha exited her room as soon as she entered it, dripping with water and she yelled angrily, “JAX!”

In the hallway, she saw the aforementioned rabbit doubled over in laughter, and wiping a non-existent tear from his eye.

“Heheh! Oohohoh, you should’ve heard you’re scream! I bet your face was even funnier. Heheh.” Jax made an innocent face for a moment. “How’d you like you’re present?”

He barely got the last word out before he burst into even louder laughter. “Oh ihihi cahahan NOHOHOT Sahay thahat with a strahahaight fahahace. Woo!”

“JAX! it isn’t funny!”

“And that is where you’re wrong doll face, ihit is veeeerrry funny heheh.”

“Weeell~” Ragatha suddenly had an idea for revenge.

“If you think that’s so funny, then you’re gonna love this!”

Before he knew it, Jax was on the floor, with a ragdoll overtop of him. He let out a small, confused “huh-?” That was quickly cut off by even more laughter as Ragatha started to scribble against his belly.

“Hehehehey! Whahahat doho yahahah thihihink yohohou’re dohohoin heheheh!”

“What seems to be the matter? You like laughing, don’t you?” Ragatha retorted, with a obvious veil of innocence.

“Ohoho shuhuhut ihit yohou [BLEEP]” a loud sound cut off Jax as he swore.

“This should teach you not to mess with me.”

“I mahahake noho prohohomihises- AHEHEH!”

“Then we’re gonna be here a while.”

And Indeed they were. Jax absolutely refused to promise not to mess with Ragatha again, but eventually she let up anyway. She stood up and encouraged Jax to do the same.

Jax stood, panting slightly and letting out leftover giggles.

“Just know, that if you ever mess with me again, I will give you something to laugh about.”

———THE END————————————————

[mythica0]

Epic fic tk idea,

Durning warriors of the mind, when I think odysseus (I'm still new to the musical so i think it was him) teases athena bc he tricked her, she decides to give a little wrecking

Ticklish warrior

🎂: Epic: the musical

🧁: Young Odysseus

🍫: Athena

Summary: Odysseus successfully tricked the god of wisdom. She does not take this well.

A/N: thank you for this request! It’s super short and I’m not super proud of how sudden the ending is, but The idea was so cute I had to at least try haha. Enjoooyyyyy! :3

Ticklish warrior

Athena and Odysseus had just met.

Athena was… intrigued.. by the mortal, to say the least. And they were talking casually.

But, as they talked, Athena couldn’t help but linger on their meeting to begin with.

This young mortal had tricked her. The goddess of wisdom. And.. she must say she was impressed.

But also, kind of grumpy.

“What’s wrong, Athena? You’re kinda.. staring off into space there.”

“Hmm? Oh, my apologies, Odysseus. I was just.. thinking. On our meeting. I’m impressed, truly.”

“Aww, why thank you! I do think I’m a pretty impressive guy if I do say so myself.”

Ugh, he was so smug. So confident. He needed to be taken down a peg. Learn his own weaknesses. It definitely had nothing to do with her being upset that she got outplayed by a mortal. Not at all.

“You’re awfully confident. Smug too, with the way you acted after.. tricking me.” The word was bitter on her tongue.

“So what?”

Athena rolled her eyes. It was time to teach this young mortal a lesson.

“I think it’s time to show you that you have much to learn and do, and a far way to go. You should not be as arrogant as you are.”

Without giving Odysseus time to react, Athena tugged him close to her in a trap and then started to tickle his ribs.

What? She wasn’t going to hurt him for no reason. This was the next best thing.

“Wha-ahahahaha! Hehehey- stohohop thahat, ihim tihihicklish!” The young prince protested, squirming in place and fruitlessly batting at her hands.

Athena huffed, slightly amused. “Good. Consider this your first training exercise.”

“Whahahat-? Eheheheheaha!” His laughter upped in pitch when she started to scratch between each bone, sending zaps of ticklishness through him.

“Try to escape. Try to fight back. All while having your strength sapped by ticklish torture. In addition- it serves as endurance training. And lastly, a bit of a punishment. For your smug attitude and for tricking me.”

It was definitely just that. Training and a bit of retribution. It definitely had nothing to do with the fact that his smile and laugh was adorable. The way he squirmed and protested as her new friend student. Not at all.

“Ehehe ihihim sohohorry! cuhuhut ihit ohohout!”

“Oh you will be sorry. But come on, at least try to fight back” The goddess smirked, a smug tone evident and thick in her voice.

So he does, trying to push her off of him, only to have his arms snap down to his sides when she moves up to dig at his underarms.

“Hehehehey! Yohou ahasked mehe Toho fihight bahahack!”

“What? I didn’t say I’d make it easy.” Athena smirked. This was quite the entertaining turn that this interaction could have taken. Definitely not what Athena was expecting but- you know what, who cares.

Odysseus continued to squirm and laugh in her grip, trying and failing to remove his arms from his sides so he could fight back.

“Haha, you really are quite weak to this, aren’t you?”

“Shuhuhut ihit!”

“I don’t think so. This should put you in your place, little mortal.” She started to increase the intensity, digging and kneading deep into his underarms.

No matter how much he squirmed and struggled to lift his arms and fight, his instincts wouldn’t allow it, his reflexes forcing his arms to his sides even though it did nothing to stop the relentless tickling fingers.

“Gyahahahahaha Stohohohop ihihit! Ehehahahaha!” His laughter was loud and boisterous, filling the room with the joyful sound as it echoed along the marble walls.

Odysseus was in ticklish agony! It tickled so much and he couldn’t do anything about it, no matter how hard he tried! His nerves were firing rapidly at the touch, forcing his arms down as every nerve in his body screamed at him to make it stop, to laugh and to squirm and to get away. But at the same time… perhaps.. it was maybe.. a bit of fun. But he wasn’t gonna say that out loud.

Athena, unperturbed by his protests, just continued to scratch and dig underneath his arms, forcing loud, happy laughter from his chest. His ego was stopping him from begging, but man he was getting close.

And then Athena used one hand to put his arms above his head, and then used her other hand to start scratching and kneading at his tummy and sides.

Odysseus cackled, his laughter filling the room of the palace.

“AHAhahahahaha! Nohohoho! AhathehenAHA!”

“What’s wrong? I thought you were soooo tough.”

“Ehehehe ihihi gehehet ihit, ihihi gehehet ihit! Stahahahap!”

“Give me one good reason why I should.”

“Behehecahahause ihi cahant thahaHaKE ihit! PleheHEHEase!” His laughter was loud and irregular as he squirmed and tried uselessly to get away.

Athena just shrugged, her expression dead, although her eyes gave away the smugness she was feeling, enjoying watching her new mentee reduced to helpless laughter. “As I said, endurance training.”

“Ahahathena, plehehease! Ihihit tihihickles sohoho muhuch ihi cahahant!” The young prince continued to laugh, loud and joyful. It tickled so much, and he couldn’t stop laughing. Rushes of happy laughter flooded his systems, overwhelming but also kinda fun- not that he would admit that.

“Well, too bad.” Athena couldn’t suppress the little amused smirk as she taunted him in reply.

The goddess then started to squeeze his thighs, and he let out a loud squeal, his laughter growing hysterical and frantic. “NOHOHO! NohOT THEHEHEHERE, PLEHEHEASE!”

“Oh? This a bad spot?” She taunted, feeling uncharacteristically playful as she scratched and squeezed at his thighs.

“YEHEHES, OHOHO MYHY GOHODS, STAHAHAP!”

“You learn your lesson? You gonna stop being so cocky and arrogant?”

“AHAHA- YEHEHEHES! JUHUST STAHAHAP, PLEHEHEASE!” He continued to beg for mercy and squirm in her hold, desperately trying to escape the tortuous, oh so ticklish touch.

Athena laughed a bit, amused, and finally relented, letting him go and leaving him with the giddy, breathless leftover giggles.

“Ohohoh my gohods… thahat was aha lot..” He giggled out, wiping the small tears that had started to form in his eyes away. He couldn’t get rid of the massive smile plastered on his face.

“Take that as a warning, little warrior. Next time you’re smug and arrogant around me, I’ll tickle you senseless again to put you in your place.”

“Waharning received!” He giggled again, amused.

Then they continued to talk, enjoying the atmosphere as new mentor and mentee. As new friends.

———THE END———————————————————