#smol riverlee📚

[fluffy-ami]

AMI

PLATONICAL WIFE

LITTLE LEAF 🍃

PLATONICAL LOVE OF MY LIFE

ONE OF THE BEST WRITERS I KNOW

A-

Satan: love, you’re rambling again

ah, oops

shsgahsghasjd

okay, pls darling ler! Reader [like always lmfao] and lee!luke pls pls pls pls

it’s crazy how big my brain rot for lee Luke is strong these days i just want to tickle him 😭😩🙏🏻 anyways, for the scenario…

ah gosh

i’ve got so many I can’t choose, so I’ll leave it to you :D!

BYE MY LOVE

THE SUN I WAKE UP FOR IN THE MORNING

L-

satan: Rivera

yessir

“Birds of a feather🪶”

(Luke × MC/Reader)

A/N: Riv likes to request reader fics from me when she personally wants to destroy some poor character with tickles ahahaowirlwxmls- And when it comes to coming up with my own scenario... Dear platonic wife, be prepared for the worst 🌚👍🏻💦 (also i self-inserted on Luke a little bit because my own bird is a little bastard)

Characters: Luke Pearce, MC/Reader (romantic)

Summary: Teaching Peanut some manners is a hard task indeed.

“Come on, Peanut,” Luke's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he showed a little piece of a dried fig to the bird, “You need to ask”.

The serious look on your boyfriend's face made you want to laugh, but you tried to hold it in.

All of this started when Luke told you that Peanut, his pet myna bird, has been misbehaving a lot recently. Snatching small things like cogs, nuts and bolts from Luke's table while he's working, stealing goodies, hiding in different places himself... Luke even had to start locking the bird up in the cage for some time. Peanut is well-trained and very intelligent, what could be the problem?.. Finally, he decided to text you. “Could it be that Peanut just misses seeing her? Maybe he'll stop acting strange if she comes over...” he thought.

And here you are, sitting on the couch next to your boyfriend, who looks deadly serious and ready to fight in the name of God and manners, with a little bird jumping from one of his knees on another, looking up at his master and ready to steal a delicious snack from his fingers as soon as he lets his guard down.

“This is actually adorable,” you finally giggled.

“Don't say things like that,” Luke warned, “He'll think that you don't find this kind of behaviour bad, and start doing this even more, especially in front of you. Come on, Peanut, you've done it so many times before, why can't you ask?”

“Maybe he just wants attention?” you smiled.

Luke looked at you, a little bit confused.

“But I'm in the room with him most of the time. The lack of attention didn't seem to be the problem before”.

“Maybe he wants to play?”

“...That may be possible,” Luke raised an eyebrow, “He looks so happy after committing another crime- Hey!..”

He felt a little pinch on his finger. Not enough to really hurt, but enough for Luke to let out a yelp in surprise and loosen his grip on the snack, giving Peanut just enough time to snatch it from his master's hands.

“Peanut, you..!” Luke gasped, but the bird quickly flew to his shoulder, and then climbed into the hood of his jacket, making itself comfortable.

The male sighed, puffing his cheeks out, “I give up...”

“Oh, just look at you, such a smart little bird, your master tought you well!” you laughed, lightly stroking Peanut's tiny head with your finger and making him chirp happily.

“You're always on his side, that's not fair!” Luke pouted, but you noticed a slight blush on his face.

“You're just jealous because I'm praising him for his good work, and not you? ~”

“Ah, shush,” the male smiled shyly, “M-maybe I just...”

“Maybe you what?~” you looked back at him, “Maybe you and Peanut are not so different? After all, our Lukie likes the attention too, right?~”

“W-what?” Luke's eyes widened and he quickly turned his head to you, his blush deepening.

“Want me to give you some scratchy-scratches too?” giggling, you wiggled your index finger under the male's chin teasingly, making him close his eyes shut and scrunch up his shoulders, huffing out a quiet laugh:

“Noho, I dohon't!..”

Peanut probably smelled some kind of “danger” coming, so he quickly flew to his cage to eat his snack in peace, leaving his master on his own.

“Are you suuuure?~” your fingers moved lower to gently tickle your adorable boyfriend's neck and make him squeak childishly, “I think you like them. Just look how happy you are right now!”

Luke fell back on the cushions, trying to cover himself with his hands and whining through his giggles.

“Ihi'm nohot a bird!..” you hear him say.

“Of course you're not a bird,” you smile, moving closer to him and wiggling your fingers above his tummy, “You're just my cute ticklish Lukie, right?..~”

“No, nononononoho,” his eyes immediately widened, though his smile did the same despite his protests, “Nohoho, no, no–”

“Ticke-tickle-tickle!~” you sang as your hands got under his shirt, squeezing and spidering at his sensitive sides.

“Eek!..” Luke squealed, then threw his head back, cackling, “Ihit's nohot fahahair- eep!.. Yohour hahands are cohoHOHOLD!..”

“Oh, are they?~ Sorry about that,” you giggled along with him, amused by his adorable little jumps and squeaks, and how he wasn't actually trying to push your hands away. It looked more like he was just holding onto them for the support so he won't fall off the couch with all his squirming.

But, as soon as your fingers got closer to the Luke's ribs, he gasped, pressing his arms to his sides.

“Nohot thehehere!..”

“Not there? You mean right heeeere?~” you pinched at Luke's lowest ribs gently and teasingly, your smile widening when your boyfriend giggled childishly.

“N-nohoho!..”

“No?” your hands moved higher, “Sooo... Here?~”

“Nononohoho, dohon't go higher!..” he wiggled from side to side, trying to press his arms to his sides, but, of course, there's no stopping you.

“Oh, so you mean under your arms?” your nimble fingers wormed their way to Luke's armpits, wiggling there teasingly, “Right here, in our Lukie's ticklish underarms?~”

Almost immediately your actions were followed by a loud shriek, soon replaced by the avalanche of your boyfriend's bubbly laughter and...

“Dihid you just snort?” you laughed.

“EheheHAha!.. I cahaHAn't!..” he shook his head, smiling from ear to ear, like a little kid. Luke's laughter started to become a little bit wheezy, so you realized that it was a good time to stop.

Only for today, maybe.

“Ahalright, alright,” you smiled, retracting your hands, “I think that this little bird of mine had enough attehention!”

“Wohould you stohop thahat?” your boyfriend tried to sound serious, but that sweet smile and those adorable leftover giggles of his weren't helping him much, “And, Peanut. You're a little traitor”.

The bird only chirped happily in response.

A/N: I hope this is fine and makes sense because Ami decided to speed-write this smol fic late at night again so I hope that it wasn't a complete disaster goodbye-

(And also I know that jumiii is probably reading this, and if so, then I'm going to write another lee Luke fic for you (after another 100 years Ami, right), and it's going to be a lot bigger than this one. At least I hope so XD)

[fluffy-ami]

Hey hey ami ! How you doing :3? Can I request lee!Solomon x reader (or mc , whatever you want ) .For the scenario , it’s like a bet Solomon gave to mc that if she managed to cast that one super hard spell , then he would do everything they wanted . It’s kinda a way of him to encourage her to work harder on her magic :)

(hehe you thought I was gonna ask Satan ? He’s my fav but solomon deserves some love too 😌)

"The Best Spell✨"

(Solomon × MC/Reader)

A/N: Ooooh, thanks, normal-height Satan's beloved Riv, imma have fun with this, ohohooo, yeah, this boi needs to be wrecked >:D☕✨ (like no, really, Solomon t-word content where ಠ_ಠ)

(sorry, it took me so long again)

Characters: Solomon, MC/Reader (romantic)

Summary: Three days. One spell.

"So, what will happen if I get the spell right?"

"If you get it right, you win. And I'll do whatever you want," Solomon grinned.

"And if I lose?.." you asked, visibly curious.

"Than you'll do anything I want you to do. Fair enough?" he ruffled your hair playfully.

"Yehes...How much time do I have for practicing?" you giggled, softly pushing Solomon's hand away.

"One day".

"But this spell is too hard for me!" you pouted. "I'm only starting to learn, it's not fair!.. A week, maybe?~"

"Hah, your puppy eyes won't work this time," he gave you a slightly serious look, "Your grades are declining, so you need to learn and practice various spells more than everyone else. C'mon, this one is not even that hard!"

"Fine, fine, I got it..." you sighed, "...Three days?"

"Okay, three days, then. Deal?"

"Deal".

°•°×°•°

"This one is not even that hard, huh?.." you mumbled, a little annoyed. The second day was already coming to an end, but all of your attempts were unsuccessful. This damn magical butterfly just needs to 'rise from the dust' for a few seconds, is that too much to ask for?!

"I'm one hundred percent sure that I said everything correctly. Am I missing an ingredient?" you started to reread the information from the book. Your eyes widened for a second, and then you sighed, cursing under your breath.

"Whisper. It says 'whisper'", you said to yourself. Okay, so there was no point in yelling at the pile of glittering dust dramatically for two hours.

"It's fine, it's fine..." you rubbed the bridge of your nose tiredly, "One more time..."

°•°×°•°

This is the end. Three days were wasted. Either a creature vaguely resembling a butterfly appeared from the dust, then the butterfly itself was of the wrong color, then nothing happened at all. The more you tried, the worse it turned out.

It was Sunday. Solomon's coming over today. You were preparing another batch of dust for the 'show'. You were worried, but just a little. Solomon is your boyfriend after all, he wouldn't force you to do something terrible if he won.

A quiet knock on the door to your room. So it was time, huh?...

"Well, how's it going?~" he sounded confident. Too confident.

"Very good," you replied, not even expecting this kind of bravery from yourself. What are you doing?! None of your attempts have been successful, and now you–!

"Really?" Solomon raised his eyebrows, an amused smile appeared on his face, "Then I'd like to see it even more!"

"Give me a minute. Prepare to lose, dear!"

Great. This is great. The greatest thing you could've said in this situation.

He just huffed out a little giggle, sitting on your fluffy carpet, ready for the show. Welp, time to give him one.

You took some dust in your hands and sat in front of Solomon. The look you were giving your boyfriend probably showed him your light nervousness. But you hated losing. And he knew it.

"What happened?" he grinned, tilting his head lightly, "Afraid of loosing to me? So you're not ready, after all?"

You frowned, pouting, which only made Solomon smile wider. That cheeky bastard–

"You will see now..." you closed your eyes, concentrating, and starting to whisper the spell as confidently as you could.

A small but bright flash appeared in your hands. A beautiful purple butterfly flew into the air, dissolving back into dust after a few seconds.

You did it. You don't fully understand how, but you did it.

"It was awesome!" Solomon said excitedly, still looking at the particles of dust slowly falling down, "I'm really happy to see that you're making progress! Sorry if my behavior just now pissed you off. Successful spells need confidence, and you were a little nervous. I just wanted to help in a special way. After all, if you lost, I would offer you my own help with your practicing, nothing more. I just don't want to see you get upset over many of your failures."

Oh, fine, cheeky, but not-so-bastard...

Suddenly, you remembered that you actually won this "challenge" of his. Your lips spread into a sly smile. Finally there was a chance.

"Heeey, Solomon..." you moved closer to him, "...I won, remember?~"

"Even after my sincere confession, you still want to be a meanie?" your boyfriend sighed dramatically with a slight smile, "Okay, what do you want me to do–"

"Arms up".

Solomon blinked several times in surprise. Then he pressed his arms into his sides, moving away, without taking his eyes off you.

"Is raising your arms up too hard for you?"

"I know what you're going to do... So you'd better not..." he tried to stop his own smile that was tugging at his lips.

"C'mooon..." you whined, "At least five minutes..."

You made your puppy eyes again. He looked at you in silence for a few seconds.

"Fine," Solomon sighed, raising his arms above his head, "But I'll get you back after that".

"Sure you will," you grinned, sitting on the carpet behind him.

Your wiggling fingers got closer to his ribs...

Closer...

Closer...

"W-wahait!" Solomon clamped his arms back down, giggling like a child.

"I'm nohot even touching you!" you laughed in surprise. He was way too cute like this.

"I- I cahan't!.." he curled into himself, hiding his face in his hands as soon as he eyed your fingers getting closer to his right side.

"You can't? You can't what?~" your grin widened, as you started spidering Solomon's side and lower ribs, very lightly and teasingly, "It's just one hand! Dear, your arms are on the waaay...~"

"Stahahaaap!" he tried to push your hand away, wriggling in the opposite direction, only to feel how your other hand attacked his left side, making him squeal, "Nohot thahahat!.."

"Oh, now someone's trapped!" your nimble fingers found Solomon's hips and started drilling into the bone, "The Tickle Monster's gonna get youuu! Coochie-coochie-coo!~"

The poor boy doubled over, hugging his own waist and cackling loudly. You could see the blush on his ears, it was absolutely adorable!

"Is someone flustered?" you smiled, starting to try and worm your wiggly fingers under Solomon's arms, "There's no need in that, sweetie! It's just a little tickling!"

The fact that you used the nicknames he always used on you didn't help him to deal with the embarrassment in any way. Solomon squeezed his eyes shut, twisting his body from side to side and not letting you even get close to his underarms.

"NahaHAt thehehere! Not thehere!.."

"Calm down, I'm nohot doing anything!" you smiled, letting him catch his breath.

Solomon panted, little bubbly leftover giggles were still escaping his mouth.

"Are you okay?" you asked, tilting your head.

He nodded, starting to calm down a bit.

"Y-yeah, yeah, I'm–EEK!.." Solomon squeaked, tensing up suddenly.

"What happened-" you looked at where your hand was positioned. You just wanted to pat Solomon's back in a comforting way– oh. Oh~.

"Is your back ticklish?"

"N-no!" he was too quick to answer. Too quick and nervous for you to believe his words right now.

"Why don't I believe you?...~" your fingers gently ran across the thin fabric of his shirt from his neck to his shoulder blades, forcing Solomon to clench his teeth in attempt to try and hold back his little squeakes, "How could you, dear? How could you hide such a cute tickle spot from me, hmmm?"

"I d-didn't...! I dihidn't!" he literally squealed, trying to unsuccessfully protect his sensitive back from your fingers, "I'm not tihicklish there!.."

"Oh, really?~" your smile widened, "So this shouldn't tickle at all, right?~"

You started scratching the space between Solomon's shoulder blades with your nails lightly, giggling to yourself.

"Nohohoho!" he shrieked, "Nahat thehere!.."

"So you want me to get your armpits instead?"

"Noho!"

"That means that 'not there' function is unavailable from that moment! Please, hold still, Giggles," you snickered, tracing random shapes on his back with your index fingers.

"I cahan't hohold stihill!.." he tensed up again, shaking his head desperately. Solomon couldn't decide which was more profitable now: trying to cover his mouth with his hands to stifle his renewing squeaks and giggles, or trying to push your tickly hands away. He chose the latter.

"D-dohohooon't!.." Solomon glanced back at you, as far as his position would allow, trying to clumsily grab at your wrists, but you just quickly changed spots on his back, making him squeal and jump up slightly every time.

All his squirming made a perfect opportunity for your final attack.

"Gotcha!" you laughed evilly, shoving your wiggling fingers into his unprotected underarms.

Your poor boyfriend literally shrieked, clamping his arms back down again.

"It was a trap, sweetie pie! I got youuu!~" you laughed, hugging Solomon from behind but not stopping your tickle torture for a second.

"You're eheHEHEVIL!" he cackled, trying to shake you off of him.

"Oh, am I now?" you fake-gasped, your eyes wide. Your fingers wiggled faster, without any obstacles. Yeah, his arms really did pretty nothing to stop you, even if Solomon tried. And he really did, which made the situation even more hilarious and cute. For you.

"Kitchy-kitchy-koo!~"

"OhoHOKAY!.." he screeched, kicking his legs out and blushing bright red, "Okahay-okay-ohokay! You're nAHAT ehehevil, but pleHEHEASE STAHAHAP!.."

"Fiiiine, but just because you asked me nicely," you smiled, finally stopping.

He fell back into your arms, all giggly and red in the face.

"I hahate youuu..." he looked up at you, trying to make a serious expression, though his smile didn't want to go away.

"I love you too," you smiled back, hugging him and kissing his forehead lovingly, "Maybe I need to learn one more spell? What do you think?~"

Solomon only growled, playfully pushing your face away.

A/N: I tried my bestest best... And Riv, if you're reading this, Solomon will come to your home and wreck you, good night 👋🏻

[fluffy-ami]

"Books and Giggles 📚"

(Satan × MC/Reader)

A/N: Yeah, finally, @satans-beloved-riv, i finished your request, my dear platonic wife! I hope you'll enjoy it, ‘cause I really tried my best 🦥

Just everyone's favourite MC fooling around with everyone's favourite book lover 📗🪶✨

Characters: Satan, MC/Reader (romantic)

Summary: Reading a good book with your partner is nice, isn't it? You become so relaxed and... vulnerable~

It was quite late in the evening, and everyone in the house of Lamentation had already gone to their rooms. Well, except for you.

You and Satan were laying on the bed in his room, reading books in comforting silence together. You both were laying on your backs, Satan positioned himself between your legs, his head on your tummy, as he always does. You gently ran your fingers through his blonde hair occasionally, making the demon hum happily and lean into your soft touch.

Everything felt... nice. You loved spending evenings with him like that. Reading books, cuddling, whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears...

You snapped out of your thoughts and realized that you haven't heard the sounds of flipping pages from Satan for a good while. You looked at him over the edge of your book and smiled warmly.

“Are you falling asleep?” you chuckled.

“No,” Satan immediately answered, leaning his head back to look at you like a kid, smiling back, “Was just lost in thought, I'm sorry. Are you bored?”

“Not at all, kitty,” you giggled, ruffling his hair.

“D-don't call me that! ” his cheeks turned lightly pink, but he was still smiling, you could even hear it in his voice.

“Hehe, sorry, sorry,” you once again laid back in a comfortable position, “Just please tell me if you're feeling tired, I don't want you stay awake at some late hour just because I can't fall asleep today”.

“I'm not tired, that's why I'm reading books at night. Don't worry so much about me”.

“Is this book interesting?” you asked, curiously pointing at the big new book the demon was holding.

“Yep, it's pretty good. I could actually read it for days, I want to finish it,” Satan smiled, bringing his attention back to the text.

A few more minutes passed. But you weren't reading anymore. Nothing was wrong, it's just... Satan being so serious in the face while his eyes run through the lines on the paper... You didn't know why, but he always looked so cute in that kind of state. And, the most important thing: you just always wanted to distract him. To play around with him in some way. Maybe Satan doesn't like "childish" things, but you do. So, maybe, you should try it out today...

You started slowly crossing your legs...

“Are you uncomfortable?” Satan looked at you, “I mean, I can just lay near you if...”

“No-no, I'm fine!..” you squeaked. He can't ruin your perfect plan! “Just stay here, you're so warm...”

Your words made the demon blush slightly again, he muttered something like “Okay, if you want...” and laid back, going back to reading.

Time to test something...~

And then Satan felt it. A playful little poke on his side. At first, he thought that you did this by accident. More that he hoped so. But, after a few seconds, when there was another finger, poking around his other side repeatedly, he finally started sensing some kind of danger.

“Is everything okay?~” you asked, trying not to sound too teasy, “You're so tensed up...”

“N-no, it's just... it just...”

Was he going to say that it tickl–

“...It's n-nothing, everything's fine”.

Was he planning to try and continue reading? Well, Satan's actually pretty good at holding his reactions in. Maybe you should find a spot a little bit more sensitive than his sides?~

You started slowly wiggling your fingers and they went higher, planning to try and tickle the demon's ribs. As soon as one of your sneaky hands got to his lower rib, Satan immediately pressed his elbows to his sides, and, you could swear, you heard him squeak.

“What was that?~” you purred, making his ears go red. But, as far as you could see, his eyes were focused on the pages. He tried not to give his little weakness away, buttoning his mouth shut.

“So that's how you want to play, huh?” you thought, smirking.

Your fingers started tracing random shapes on Satan's sides and ribs with their nails gently, as far as they could reach. There's no big rush, after all...~

Meanwhile, Satan already started squirming lightly in your lap. His eyes were jumping from line to line, but he couldn't understand a word anymore. The only thought occupying his brain now was “It tickles, it tickles, it tickles!”, there was nowhere to run or hide. It actually didn't feel that bad, but the demon was indeed embarrassed about showing you this side of him.

After about a minute of gentle side tickles, squirming, blushing, smiling and anticipation, everything suddenly stopped. “Are they... done..?” Satan thought. Not frustrated at all. Not even a little bit. He totally didn't want you to continue. Nope. Not at all.

His body became a little bit relaxed again. “Maybe they just got bored. Even better... We both are here to just... read, anyway. Not play around like little kids”.

Another ten seconds passed in silence. But something was off. Satan could literally feel your smirk with his back now. Goosebumps ran down his neck. He wanted to curl up into a ball and turn invisible... but a quick clawing of your nails on his ribs made him immediately jump up, his book falling on the bed next to you, now completely forgotten.

“D-dohon't..!” a sweetest little giggle escaped Satan's mouth, and he instantly covered his mouth with his hands, trying to arch his back away, but, of course, your leg-trap worked perfectly, there's no way he's getting out of this.

“Aww, was that a giggle? It's so cute, I just need to hear more! Come here, kitten!~”

“NohoHOHO!..” Satan squealed, falling back into your lap, when your fingers playfully dug in his ribs, ticklishly massaging the spaces in between them, “Nohohot thahaaat..!”

“There it is! Your laughter is the most adorable thing in the world, you know that?” you smiled warmly at him, sitting up slightly, so that you could see his face better, “Awww, just look at that smile of yours! Do you know how much I love it?”

“You juhust wahahant to mess with meheHAHA..!” Satan shrieked, bucking his hips, as soon as you rolled his shirt up and started pinching at his lower sides and tummy playfully. He held onto your wrists, trying to stop you. He really tried. Really.

“I don't think that you hate it that much though, do you?” you giggled, trying to think of where to tickle this cutie next. Your hands crawled under Satan's shirt, creeping up to his higher ribs teasingly. As soon as you got to the little spots right next to his underarms, the demon clamped his arms down, trapping your hands there, still giggling and shaking his head, looking you in the eyes.

“No, no-no-no-no-nohoho...” he smiled nervously, twisting his torso from side to side as much as he could in anticipation, “Please, plehehease, not there!..”

Poor demon's ribs were already tingling, even if you haven't started tickling those spots yet.

“Oh, I think yes, riiiight here!” you started scribbling at Satan's sensitive bare skin, making him literally howl and arch his back out, because he could do pretty much nothing to stop your fingers from wiggling under his arms.

“Whehere do you think you're going?” you laughed. His attempts to escape were really cute and hilarious. You freed one of your hands with ease, not stopping your attack on Satan's ribs with your other hand, and just ticklishly pinched at his bare tummy again, making the demon squeal from surprise. He collapsed back into your lap, cackling loudly, making you giggle along with him again, your heart literally melting, “I'm not done with you yet, please hold on just a little bit longer, I want to find all of your tickle spots!.. Oh, how about your hips? Are they sensitive?”

“N-no, not at all..! Not at all!..” Satan watched with both fear and excitement as your free hand was getting closer and closer to his right hip, the sight of wiggling fingers alone was enough to set his nerves on fire, “Really, you don't have to doho thihis, you– nahaHAHA PLEHEHEASE..!”

He threw his head back, laughing and shaking his hips, as soon as your thumb drilled right into the bone, ticklishly massaging it in slow circles. And right after Satan felt little tickly pinches on his ribs, where your other hand was positioned, his laugh became shrieky, the mix of tickle techniques on his worst spots was almost unbearable for the demon. How could such a physically weak little human make him turn into a squirmy red pile of giggles? It's not a bad thing though, he's not being humiliated in front of... Lucifer, for example, but the question is indeed interesting.

You really wanted to play around with him just a little bit more, of course everyone has their own limits, and you totally didn't want to turn your cute game with Satan into a torture.

You came up with another method, and you decided to try it out. A quick pinch to his ribs – and he's arching his back out again. You're clawing at his hip – he's falling back down, squealing adorably.

“Awww, who's the most precious little demon in the whole world? Of course, you are! Tickle-tickle-tickle!~”

Whenever he tried to get a hold on at least one of your wrists, a quick tickle to his belly was enough to distract him. After falling for that playful trick for another few times, Satan finally wheezed.

“Ohokay, ohohohokahay, I neheheed a breheak..!”

You slowed down, now lightly tracing the skin of the demon's tummy with your nails. It wasn't enough to make him breathless, of course, but just enough to keep him laughing sweetly. After a half of a minute you slowed to a stop, giving Satan a real break, but he still couldn't stop giggling.

“Someone's got the giggles,” you smiled, seeing how red in the face he was.

“Ihihit was ahawful...” he sighed, pulling his shirt back down.

“Who said that we're done, kitten?” you grinned, uncrossing your legs and sitting next to him, “We haven't tried your feet yet! How about playing "This little piggy"?~”

Satan's eyes widened in horror once more as you wiggled your fingers at him.

“N-not that stupid game..!”

He backed up, nearly falling out of the bed, got on his feet and bolted out of his room.

“So you know this game? What, did Luci play it with you?” you laughed.

“Shuhut uhup!” came a muffled answer somewhere from the dark corridor.

You got off the bed, smiling mischievously.

“Well, my dear Satan, you'd better hide, because the Tickle Monster is coming to get youuu!~”

[fluffy-ami]

Brainrotting with Riv #1

(Random Tears of Themis tk headcannons)

A/N: Welp, another day, another brainrot, but this time @satans-beloved-riv made me publish our thoughts (OKAY RIV, WE MADE THEM TOGETHER, I GOT IT). Is it flustering? Yes, it is. Do I have a choice? No, I don't.

Luke Pearce 🔍

Blowing raspberries on his tummy, his hands tied up. He sucks his tummy in, and you’re like “Where is that tummy going? Now we can’t have that, come back here!”, then putting a hand on his lower back and lifting. Now his tummy is all nice and outstretched, and now it tickles wayyyy more, because he can’t squirm away. And he’s whining and blushing while laughing louder than before, pulling on his tied hands to think about anything else (Riv is totally not okay when it comes to Luke /j)

Sitting on Luke’s arms and wrecking his outstretched armpits, sometimes going to his ribs and sides. And him frantically turning side to side with panicked laughter, because like wow when you’re exposed like that it tickles more and no matter how much he fights, he can’t shake your fingers off–

His legs kicking and how he’s just so frantic, he's just a gasping, squealing, wheezing and blushing mess. Dhsjjdsj he’d arch his back and shake his head so hard–

Anything to think of something else than those tickly feelings going crazy over his body-

Okay, his favourite spot to get tickled would be his hips. Riv headcannons his underarms, sides and tummy to be his death spots, most to least. So when his hips are getting tickled, he’ll have that anxious but exited laugh because it’s so close to his sides and tummy

HE SOMTIMES COMES UP BEHIND YOU AND TAPS YOUR SHOULDER, AND WHEN YOU’LL TURN AROUND HE’LL LOOK AT YOU WITH HIS PUPPY EYES WHILE SLIGHTLY GRIPPING YOUR WRISTS AND GUIDING THEM TO HIS SIDES–

LIKE HE’D BE SO FLUSTERED, HE’LL JUST STARE AT HIS FEET REAL HARD, THEN QUICKLY LOOK UP TO YOU AND MEET YOUR EYES BEFORE LOOKING BACK DOWN

AND IF YOU SLIGHTLY CLAW AT HIS SIDES WHILE ASKING HIM WHAT’S UP LIKE A LIL’ SHIT COS YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHATS UP, HE’LL WHINE AT YOU WHILE BITING HIS LIP AND AVOIDING YOUR GAZE (Captain, you good?..)

Again, wheezing and silent laughter I MEAN LIKE HE'S SO GADDAMN TICKLISH YOU CAN'T HEAR HIM WHEN YOU GET HIS TUMMY

YOU GET HIS TUM AND HES JUST LIKE SLIGHTLY WRITHING UNDERNEATH YOU AND SQUIRMING HIS TUMMY FROM SIDE TO SIDE WHILE GRIPPING ANYTHING HE CAN WITH HIS HANDS, HE CAN'T TRASH LIKE HE USUALY DOES, HE'S JUST FROZEN FROM HOW BAD EVEYRTHING TICKLES–

Also, pls he squirms like a fish out of water, he’ll do ANYTHING to get out. But that’s just an act and a body response. He won’t be punching, but those legs sure will be kicking, he can’t help himself ✨

I headcannon Luke to tear up easily when tickled, he’s not used to those feelings after 8 years lmfao

But that does not mean he’s not enjoying it!It’s just positively overwhelming (if that makes sense)

Marius von Hagen 🎨

He would change his shirt for soooo long, so you could see his abs sides, ribs, underarms - all uncovered just for you, and he's all smug when he's done

He would just casually lay his head in your lap and stretch his hands over his head with that winky face of his and that smug smile–

“Sooo, jie-jie, how’s your mood today?” LIKE HE MEANS IT AS OF ARE YOU IN A HAPPY MOOD BUT AT THE SAME TIME LER MOOD, HE KNOWS THE AFFECT HE’S HAVING ON YOU–

Okay, imagine Marius falling asleep in your lap (like his tummy on your legs), and he’s just reading a book, before falling asleep. And he’s so cute. But at the same time. His sides. So exposed. Even in his sleep, he kills you, girl. That’s a keeper right there. Getting his sides in that position... How he’d squeal and trash around... He’d try to curl up, your hands are just everywhere–

If Luke is a fish out of water, Marius is definitely a twitcher, like his legs and whole body would spasm, and he’d throw his head back and whine (“Not so cocky now, huh, von Hagen?~”)

Okay, sorry, but him being like “Onehe-sahahaaan, plehease-” through his giggles is just killing me-

But tickling him for so long the only thing his overstimulated brain can manage to do is repeat “one-san”, “jie-jie” and “please” is just akxjsijdishfhskkrks–

(Sidenote that you gotta delete ami okay?: okay this last headcanon sounds crazy lmfao YOUR RIGHT THEY ALL SOUND CRAZY WE’RE SCREAMING OUR HEADS OFF)

(Sidenote from Ami: I didn't delete it lmao)

Artem Wing ⚖️

I like to think that Artem usually just sits as still as he can if it's mc who's tickling him. Like PLEASE, if he knows that the tickle attack is coming, he'll only giggle nervously, but won't even try to run away because he knows that he's much stronger than us anyway, so we can just tackle him to the couch and go to town AHAHJCKDJSKDJ HELP–

ALSO IMAGINE HE CLASPS HIS HANDS TOGETHER WHEN TICKLED SO HE DOESN'T HURT US ON ACCIDENT

SO LIKE–

You make him sit in your lap, his back against our chest, clasping his hands behind our neck, and tell him not to unclasp them, before going to town on his hips anD HIS UNDERARMS TOO (bruh, the only thing I have to do is polish our strange conversation but I'm dying once again)–

INTERTWINING ONE OF YOUR HAND WITH HIS AND PINNING HIS OTHER HAND WITH Y’ALLS INTERTWINED HANDS SO HE CAN SQUEEZE ON YOUR HAND TO BEAR WITH THE FEELINGS, AND YOU CAN REASSURINGLY RUB HIS HAND WITH YOUR THUMB (Riv has gone insane here)

Really, I'm sorry once again, but to chase Artem around the house playfully... Yes, I'm just so childish I can't help myself (I also can't help but wonder why the hell Riv decided to make me add this one. Embarrassing.)

HE'S GOOD WITH KIDS THOUGH

Imagine one of your friends just asking you to babysit their kid for one day aND YOU KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING–

(Also Riv: WHERE IS IT GOING IDK??? US HOLDING ARTEM WHILE WE TELL THE KIDDO ALL ARTEM’S SPOTS???)

Let's just casually wreck Mr. Wing and team up with the kid like wHY NOT–

IF LUKE IS A ✨FISH OUTTA WATER✨

MARIUS IS A ✨TWITCHER✨

THEN ARTEM IS A ✨DANCER✨

I'm sorry but when he squirms his movements are so disorganized and it's like he's playing tango (I made it look less insane, but Riv is still somewhere else /still j)

DAMN, ARTEM DOING THIS LITTLE DANCE WITH HIS HIPS, ESPECIALLY IF YOU TOUCH HIS TUM-TUM

Imagine squeezing his left hip, and when he moves to the right, your other hand is like “hey lol”, so he just keeps going right-left-right-left aND HE’S BLUSHING SO HARD–

And we're like “That’s some crazy moves you got there, Artem~”

Vyn Richter 🧬

Okay but what would vyn be then? He would be the type to like writhe. Vyn wouldn’t squirm (like his hands flailing around) or anything, he would just writhe from side to side, slump or tense up

Also Vyn likes when he has control over the situation, so he'd let only his significant other tickle him 😌

And no-one really tries to tickle him when they know he's uncomfy with it

I CAN SEE THE NXX PEOPLE TICKLE FIGHTIN’

And Vyn is a merciless ler who's just watching our shenanigans and be like “Pathetic”.

AHDKFJDIJDJ YES TICKLE FIGHTS-

Mc: “WORK IS FOR LOSERS–” *chaos intensifies*

AND VYN IS JUST SMILING LIKE “Kids these days...” AHSHAJKDKD

But then, when we go back home and tickling him, he's giggling super lightly, and we smile at him with the fondest smile, like we give him the same smile he was giving us earlier-

Random things just because 🪙

Main bois: *dancing, squirming, literally dying* Aaron and Darius when you tickle them: “I am a rock, I'm a mountain”.

Aaron and Darius, short version from Riv: Dwayne Johnson THE ROCK

Luke would prank you and then blame it on Marius. And then Marius gets ✨rekt✨ (really, Luke would prank anyone just so that Marius can get rekt lmao)

It's a competition between the two on who can make the other get wrecked the most XD

Now, imagine: you're wrecking Luke at NXX, he's just kicking and wheezing, it's been kinda long time you're doing this, and-

Vyn: “Should we help him?”

Artem: “No. Absolutely not. When y/n wants to tickle someone, she does it. And if you interrupt her... Only God may save you. I tried once, believe me”. *shivers*

Vyn: “Oh... wow”.

*both continue to casually watch Luke getting wrecked while he's begging for help*

A/N: *is definitely going to create the series called “Brainrotting with Riv” to keep being a total tickle-trash*

[fluffy-ami]

Géo characters in wind trace would be the most feared seeker/ler ever

because one they get you, they can just pin you with rocks and destroy you

for exemple haha zhongli getting back at venti’s pranks by just pinning him on his stomach and spawning rocks on his thighs and feets so that his knees are exposed and ready for tickles

or albedo getting his hands pinned next to his head and get

AOOSJFKNFKFKFLGKDLFKFKF YEAH PEOPLE, SEE WHAT WE MEAN WHEN WE SAY THAT GEO CHARACTERS DO BE OP ksjckdjfdkf-

also... i can see Geo Traveller doing this to Albedo and you can't change my mind lajdkdk-

[fluffy-ami]

AMIIIII

PLS YEET ME A LEE LUKE HEADCANON LIFE VEST IM DROWNING IN LER MOOD AAAAAAAAAA

A/N: JESUS CHRIST CAPTAIN FINE, QUICK LUKE HCS FOR U, YEET–

Luke Pearce 🔍

Okay, but this cutie became so popular in the t-word community, I love him, he's adorable, thank you Mihoyo, even if you probably don't know what exactly you've done 🌚

Well, Luke is that-one-childhood-friend-who-only-becomes-more-ticklish-over-the-years. True facts.

You and Luke definitely had a lot of tickle fights when you were kids, and you were the winner in most of them.

Actually, he has extremely high stamina when it comes to tickling, but will try to fool you by squealing “Ihihi'm dyihihIIIING..!” after a minute of light playful tickles, just to try and attack you back as soon as you stop. You fell for that trick twice. But after that, you were like “Honey, let's come up with a safe word next time, like we did when we were little, okay?~” Damn. Okay, now there's no fooling you.

I like to think that Luke's worst spots are his tummy (say nothing, I'm not even nearly done, Riv), his knees aaaand his ribs, they are a “NOHOT THEHEHEEEERE!” spots for the poor baby. Also, his ears and neck are just adorably ticklish, you can't even lightly blow in their direction without Luke giggling and flinching away, I'm dying. He is just a walking tickle spot, fight me–

He has the cutest laugh, it's full of squeals and becomes very hiccupy if you tickle him for a long time. Also, adorable snorts which make Luke blush and quickly cover his mouth with his hands are just ✨

Please tickle this baby lightly while he's solving the riddle or something like that, he becomes so giggly but tries to stay still and take the challenge I–

Sometimes, things don't go very well. The gadgets Luke makes are wonderful, but they require many days of hard work, and not all of them function the way Luke planned on the first try. In situations like this, cheer-up tickles and cuddles are the best option!

If you're planning to attack him when you both are somewhere outside... trust me, Luke is going to run. He will.

This baby just can't hold in his nervous little giggles while being chased~

Oh, and remember how proud Luke is about having an "eight-pack"? XD

“Of course I have abs! An eight-pack, not a one-pack!”

“Aww, but your one-pack was very cute when we were little!~”

“Stohohop..!”

AND I'M SORRY, BUT-

“Yohohou're an absoholute killer...”

“OBJECTIO–”

[fluffy-ami]

What have I done...

Welp I found a very creative way of being annoying and tagging everyone MWAHAHAHA-

@yanfei-is-my-career-goals @danibby @stopiteatpopcorn @angivariety @anzynai @satans-beloved-riv look bros i did another stoopid thing again

[fluffy-ami]

What places do I associate some of my mutuals' blogs with 🍃

After reblogging this post and after @vqler sent me this, I just couldn't get this idea out of my head (and I hope that Val won't mind it too much XD)

@satans-beloved-riv

Satan's room from Obey Me. Literally. Is anyone surprised?.. Actually, even talking to Riv makes me want to cuddle someone and ask them to read me a book until I fall asleep, like I'm a little kid again. Always very warm and comfy. Definitely smells like old books (one of my favourite smells), melted wax and fresh ideas 📚

@danibby

A nice little café always full of people, but it's never noisy, and you just can't feel uncomfortable there. Even a rainy day can be beautiful if you spend it reading Dani's works, they're like a cup of perfectly made coffee. Our big sister is having a hard time, but she never skips her work, she makes us happy, so please, say more nice things to her. Ate Dani deserves to be happier ☕

@angivariety

Seashore at sunset. The wind and the water are still a little bit warm, very relaxing and quiet. The sound of waves, the light breeze, I remember it all pretty clearly. Maybe because Angie was one of the first people in this community who talked to me. AND EVERYONE LOVES YOU 🐚

@anzynai

A very big field of flowers, not so far from the seashore. Smells like chamomiles. And Xingyun. A lot of Xingyun. Kinda the first place in my journey, it actually means so much to me... And now I'm platonically married to three people, but am I complaining..? Nah. AND EVERYONE LOVES YOU TOO 🌼

@yanfei-is-my-career-goals

Little koi pond surrounded by sakura trees. And this blog smells like SAKURA MOCHI FROM GENSHIN BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT SMELLS LIKE– The fishies show themselves pretty rarely, but if they do - it's a really beautiful sight. And I think that the keeper of this pond, our Cai, needs to let the koi play more often, teach them to be braver. Your works are even greater than you think, people will love them, trust me (AND YOU'LL BECOME THE LAW) 🐟

@vqler

This blog just gives me the feeling of sitting on the porch of some little house in the evening, drawing things in the light of the lantern and eating blueberries. Oh, oh, and the smell of different fruits, yep. This whole atmosphere always gives me the feeling that I'm not alone, and your little house never fails to cheer me up 🫐

@made-by-jade-222

The sweetest bakery on this whole god-damn planet. Not very surprising again, I guess XD... The quiet music, the snow outside... It makes the warmth of your blog something special. People can be jerks sometimes, telling that your sweets aren't good enough, but they say that just because they can't bake at all 🍰

@tickly-trashcan

Tiny (but warm) writer's room. With busy Rico playing Genshin for almost five hours straight. Sounds of crackling fire can be heard from the fireplace. Smells like ink and inspiration. And just being there was enough for me to find courage in my soul and start creating, too. I will always remember this place 📖🖋️

@fandomsnfluff

The fluffiest little room full of fluffy and cute things. I always come back here to re-read some headcannons and fics (but really, Noah's works always make my ler mood go brrr, not fair-). Smells like vanilla and donuts. And cute people. Like, bruh, now I want to cuddle someone, damn– 🌸

@veryblushyswitch

You know that thing, when you're walking in the park late at night in August, then you look up in the sky, and you see the stars through the leaves of the trees, and it's just breathtaking..? And it smells like oatmeal cookies and tar combined..? Does that count as a place?.. I don't know, but I've always felt that way towards this blog (that's probably the strangest complient she has ever heard...). Maybe it's strange, but it actually feels so nice being there 🌌

A/N: I don't want to tag the bigger senpais, because I don't want to disturb them with my strange post XD

But if you're going to write the similar thing, please tag me somewhere, because I actually liked doing it so much, I'm just dying to see more of these from different people and about different people ✨

[fluffy-ami]

Lieutenant

we need lee childe hc’s at Rivera’s house now ! I don’t think we’ll be able to hold the ler attack much longer !

A/N: Oh, I have a few right here, but they're pretty old (and tHEY SMOL), so-

Childe/Tartaglia 🐳

Okay-okay, we talked about him, but I need mOAR, SO LISTEN HERE-

It's "Childe headcannons: New edition ✨"

Well, we all know that this bastard absolutely loves sneaking up behind other people and attacking them with tickles, let's be honest.

But The Eleventh of the Fatui Harbingers can't take what he dishes out.

And believe me, literal tickle wars will definitely become a thing as soon as Childe joins the traveller's party. I'm not joking, we're all serious here.

He always feels The Need To Fight™, but “we don't do dat here, no hurting your friends you dummy,” so the team came up with the tickling to make Childe at least a tiny bit exhausted (but that won't save you from another training early in the morning-)

Of course he usually doesn't give up without a fight, but psssst, don't try to take him down only by yourself if you don't want to be destroyed-

Okay, this silly method probably can work, but this bishe's stamina... If you want to tickle him into sleeping for example, you're gonna need at least three people and all your skill, 'cause like MAN–

Bruh, doing this again because why not. His weak spots are his hips, his tummy and underarms! Also Childe's palms are very sensitive and they make him let out the cutest giggles in the world, but it's hard to get to them because HE FIGHT

Also, you need to watch out because he's a kicker he's a squirmer ✨

And I just can't stop thinking about Childe casually kicking in the Wangsheng funeral parlor like “Xiansheeeeeng, what are you doin :D”

Of course Zhongli will wreck this ginger if he decides to disturb him from his work or to be annoying, that's just how it works (and Childe knows it perfectly ಠ◡ಠ)

Also I'll never stop thinking about Ajax having soft and playful tickle fights with his siblings or just kids in general like- I absolutely love the concept of Childe being "stronk" and everything, but he's completely weak against a bunch of children, he just kinda lets them destroy him lmao XD

But the traveller doesn't count. If they decide to attack a Harbinger... this means war. It's almost scary to watch (and to listen to, because if one of them will get the upper hand, the ticklish shriek from another will be heard even in Snezhnaya, trust me)

[fluffy-ami]

Rando is a visco 🐢

Riv is a MatErIaL gWoRl 💅🏼

you And patty need names now :(

AHHAJXJKGKFKD OMG NOT YOU TOO- RANDO YOU CORRUPTED US ALL LCJSMDK- Then....

I am "Vanessa... I am "Vanessa...I am–

And we should let Patty choose XD

[fluffy-ami]

YO GIYS NEW NAME FOR OTHER PEOPLE AMI LOVE DROPPED

captain : me lol

big sis : cai

m’lady (oooo) : lovelynim

that’s all I know

oh, and little brothers for the twins out there (yeah you)

Apdujcdojfsljfl well- I mean you're not wrong- 🌚

[fluffy-ami]

Kaeya = weak to compliments

trust me Oxford dictionary updated the meaning

anyways I know you’re a very flustered ler but you’d find every thing about him cute and ofc you’d have to voice it out loud sooner or later, and boi is he gonna turn bright red wow and then he’d whine at you through his giggles ugh stop beating so cute both of you

@yanfei-is-my-career-goals

Why do you both have to be like dat, I'm just an innocent little leaf-

Riv, s'il te plait, bois ton eau aND SHUT–

[fluffy-ami]

Luke be rambling about anything and you know how someone kisses the other to shut them up? that’s old. It’s better to just veeem claw at his tummy, not let go and watch him gasp and curl around your hand trying to dislodge it while whining “Nohohot faihaaaair!”

ASUSTDIGUFOFGL RIV AMI WILL DIE SHUSH I DON'T NEED ANOTHER BRAINROT AYISLFJLKBHK DAMMIT-

[fluffy-ami]

Kae kae 🥺

ALJXKAJDJS CAPTAIN NO-

[fluffy-ami]

IM HAVING A SPANISH TEST WISH ME LUCCKKKK AAAAAAA

AHSSKSGDHLSHHL GOOD LUCK

HARDCORE, CAPTAIN, HARDCORE

[fluffy-ami]

*looks at you running in t-pose*

*thinks*

*runs in Z-pose*

...Wait that's illegal-