#sxf tickling

[xolliwritez]

hellooooooo i’m back with another request hehe could i request a lee loid fic where he’s in a tickle fight with anya and winning but yor comes home and anya’s like “mama save me !” and yor comes to save the day hehe thank you🖤

Boo Boo's & Laughter || Spy x Family Tk Fic

A/N: dani, you never seize to make such amazingly cute ideas you sweet pea!! i do hope this fic is to your liking queen!! i'm so glad to have chatted with you slightly and sorry it took so much longer!! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)♡

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"Noho! Stay away papaha!" Screamed the pinkette.

The day had gone on as normal, Loid struggling to get Anya to study, per usual. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't the 'fun' type, his studying tactics bland for the little girls tastes, so it was obvious why she's complain about this type of work.

Well, that was until Loid had accidentally found out about the great Anya's weakness. He was fed up with her attitude and went to pick her up, only for her to move out the way and get her side squeezes just enough to make the young one shriek. With this newfound information, he decided it'd be the best way to tire her into studying.. that was until it became a complete game of cat and mouse. Embarrassingly enough, the spy found this.. fun? Is that the word? He didn't know, right now that didn't matter, what mattered was catching this troublesome child and getting her into her studies.

With a wrong turn, she had slipped and skid her knee slightly, making her well up with tears, seeing this, Loid's father side came into play as he pulled her into his lap, investigating the knee to see how bad it was (even though they both were overreacting now).

"P-Papa." Whined the smaller, a singular tear streaming down her face, followed suit with a few more, the sight of seeing her hurt physically and mentally hurting him just as much, if not, maybe even worse. "Hey, it's okay, how about I put a bandage on-"

"Can you kiss it better?"

What? What type of question is that? Is she stu- no, she's a child, she doesn't know any better. Loid refused to stoop down any lower, holding up what little pride he is by closing his eye's, "Anya, I can't do- that.." he peeked and eye open, and he instantly regretted it. She looked at him with puppy dog eye's, her bottom lip sticking out, along with sniffles here and there from her crying, ugh.. maybe it wouldn't hurt, he supposed.

"If I kiss it better, will you study?" He asked, not surprised when she shook her head. He sighed and smirked, mischief sparkling in him like never before, "Fine then, I guess the tickle monster will take his toll on you." He wiggled his finger's, his heart tugging at every angle seeing her squeal and squirm in place, her once crackling voice from crying now filled with playful excitement.

And with a new goal in mind, his finger's descended onto her tummy, the corners of his mouth tugging wider as he heard the excited laughter escape her lips, gosh how was she so adorable!?

"EEP! Pa-Pahahahapa! Nohoho! Bahad pahahapa! Bahad!" She playfully scolded, making him snicker slightly, "Oh, I'm the bad one now? Sorry agent Anya, but I've got to put you in your place." He then growled, acting like a 'monster' as he blew a raspberry against her tummy, "AHA! WAHAIT! MAHAHAMA! MAHAMA HEHELP!" She reached out, "Mama won't save you- WOAH-!" Loid squawked as he found himself pinned against the ground. He was so caught up in his game that he didn't even notice Yor came home early.

"Sorry, but.. I have to save agent Anya! It's my duty!" Yor played along. Loid had tried to get up but found himself completely stuck, how much strength did she have!? Yor couldn't helo but pay attention to Anya almost immediately, "Oh my, Anya, you're hurt!" Yor said, worried from the skidded knee. "Papa did it." Anya lied, that damn child! How dare she-

"Eh!? I did not- no!" Loid found himself squirming slightly as he felt Yor scribble against his side, "How rude of you! And while I wasn't around to protect her either?" She playfully scoffed offense, though Loid couldn't help but still be offended. "A punishment must be in order." Yor demanded, now sitting herself comfortable against his lower back, nails skittering against his clothed side's with relative ease, even though he had extra protection and immaculate endurance, he couldn't help himself but feel this get to him rather quickly. He puffed out random splurts of giggles here and there as Yor kept being persistent with the tickling.

What he didn't expect was for Anya to poke at his socked foot, the newly targeted spot making ot even more difficult to hold in, Anya and Yor exchanged glances before smirking down at Loid, making him buck as Yor massaged her palms against the back of his ribs, whilst Anya sat down and scribbled her tiny hands over his foot. If he weren't trained in endurance, he'd be at their mercy right now, yet here he was cackling boisterously into his sleeves, his body quivering from the tingly sensations, ghost tickles making their way up to his stomach and fluttering there like a heap of butterflies with feather like appendages.

"Kitchi-kitchi-koo, honey~" Yor's confidence came in, leaning down and whispering into his ear, making him snort and scrunch up his shoulder's to cover his ear's. "What's wrong? Does this not.. tickle your fancy?" She'd give him an obviously rhetorical question, yet with his state right now, he didn't realize, "Y-YohoHOu ahARE!" He squealed into his sleeves once again, ugh, if Anya weren't behind him right now, he'd be slamming his feet into the ground to try and reduce the ticklish sensations just the slightest bit.

"If it really doesn't tickle, how about you try and het up right now?" She challenged, keeping at her spot. Loid took this literally as he used his forearms to boost him up, only to snort and flop back down when she scribbled into his pits each time he attempted to get up. "KYAHAH! Y-Yo-YOHOR! NOHO! Wahahait, thiHIHIS IHI'sn't fahAhAIr!" His attempts became futile as he just gave in, curling inwards ever so slightly, snorting and squealing each time she'd come back up to scribble under his arm's, before returning to massaging at the back of his ribs.

As his laughter became wheezy and crackled, that's when Yor stopped, "Anya, his had eniugh sweetheart!" She smiled sweetly at the pinkette, the young girl stopping and walking up to pat Loid on the head, "Want to get him a cup of water? He deserves it." Yor said, Anya immediately going off to get that cup of water.

"Sorry if I took it too far!" Yor immediately changed back, her cheeks dusted a bright pink as she muttered apologies, "I'm super sorry, I was just in the moment an-mmph?" Her cheeks couldn't get any redder, her speech cut short when Loid gave her a gentle kiss, his cheeks flushed and his breathing still unsteady along with some random giggles here and there from the tickle attack before. "You're okay, if anything, I, eh.. en-enjoyed it?" He said, making Yor look as if she passed away, "HUH? YOR ARE YO-" "AAA YOU'RE SO CUTE!" She hugged him, smothering his face with kisses, making him chuckle, blush and smile widely, enjoying the affection.

"Mama and papa are flirting."

"ANYA!"

It seems Loid forgot what he was tickling Anya for anyways.

[helloitsghost]

Romance time y’all :0

Yeah remeber this post

S O here we is

Yeah it is tks but idc and well

It’s animated >:3

Tis became a collab with my great friend @giggly-squiggily who wrote an AMAZING fic to pair with this and yeah plz check it out and her blog she’s amazing

Anyways here’s my animation omg it was painful to edit but I’m super happy with it :3

Ima go suffer at school now byeeee

Nope nvm I got sick so I’m staying home😭

[intheticklecloset]

TickleTober Day #29: Eerie Music

TwiYor (Spy x Family)

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It took Yor a moment to realize that the creepy sound she was hearing was coming from the TV in the living room.

She’d gone to take a shower while Loid and Anya watched Spy Wars together – a nighttime routine that seemed to have been established since before she was married, and one she was content to let remain a father-daughter activity – and when she emerged a half hour later, an eerie sense of unease crept over her for several moments before she pinpointed where the noise was coming from.

Hair still dripping, she entered the living room, surprised to see both her husband and daughter passed out – one on the couch, one on the floor.

Poor Anya must have been exhausted, she thought. And poor Loid working so hard to make sure she gets good grades…

Resolved, Yor quickly wrapped her hair in a towel and got to work. She put Anya to bed first; the girl was a very heavy sleeper, so it wasn’t a difficult task. Once she was settled, she went back to the living room, intending to wake Loid but distracted once again by the music on the TV. When she looked closer, she realized that Spy Wars had ended and the station had moved on to a more intense film.

It’s for the best they both passed out, Yor thought as she flicked off the screen. I don’t think Anya would have slept at all if she saw—

“Oh, is it over?” a voice asked behind her, and Yor shrieked in surprise, collapsing to the ground as she whirled around. Loid was sitting up now, looking just as startled and wide awake. “S-Sorry, Yor, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Yor put a hand to her racing heart. “I thought you were sleeping!” she hissed, glancing down the hall but knowing full well Anya wouldn’t have been disturbed.

Loid’s lips twitched upward. He tried pressing them together, but it was useless. Within moments he was laughing, and Yor would have been more embarrassed if she hadn’t also found the situation amusing. “Y-Your face! That screheheheam!”

“Why, you—!” Yor got to her feet and lunged for him, her fingers easily finding purchase in his ribs, making him arch and cackle even harder. “I’ll give you something to laugh at!”

“I’m sohohohohohohorry, Yohohohohohor!” Loid managed in the midst of breathless giggles. “It was fuhuhuhuhuhuhunny!”

“That TV was playing creepy music that had me all on edge, and you have the audacity to just start talking when I thought you were asleep?” she teased in a playfully admonishing tone, finding that really bad spot at the top of his ribs near his armpits. “I’ll teach you to scare me to death!”

“Yohohohohohohohor!” Loid squealed, toppling backward onto the couch, now fully at her mercy as he squirmed and laughed. “Plehehehehehehease, I’m sohohohohohohorry!”

From inside her bedroom, Anya smiled to herself. Mama and Papa are flirting. Overhearing both of their thoughts at once and feeling more secure than ever, she snuggled further under the covers and drifted back off to sleep.

[giggly-squiggily]

If slots are not already filled then may I ask for Ler: Anya, Lee: Yor?

It is okay if you wanna decline this :3

(Not sure if you are taking requests for this fandom or not.. if not then I am sorry 😅)

My HEART!!! God I adore Spy x Family- it's been a hot minute since I've written for them, so this is a perfect opportunity! Friend, I've gotcha covered!

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“Mama!” Anya stretched out her small hands, eyes glittering with joy. “Let’s play dress up!”

“Dress up?” She asked, surprised by the request. It wasn’t unusual for Anya to want to play; she was ever the adorable if not hyperactive child coming up with games and scenarios for both her toys and parents alike. However- majority of Anya’s games usually centered around some sort of spy related theme- missions and secret operations of the sort. It wasn’t common to hear her request something so…normal sounding. “Okay. I’d love to play dress up with you, Anya! What’s the theme?”

“Disguising ourselves and invading the evil doer’s party!” Anya cried. Yor nearly laughed out loud. Looks like her hunch wasn’t too far off. “I’m gonna need my top agents for the task- but Papa’s working right now. We’ll be short, but it’ll have to do!”

“Very well, agent Anya!” Yor saluted her, ready to help out. “I’ll be sure to put in twice the effort needed to accommodate our shortcomings!”

“What does accom-acu-” Anya blinked, brows furrowing as she tried to say the word. “What does that mean?”

“It means I’m all yours for dressing up.” Yor scooped her up and tickled her gently, making her burst into giggles. “Lead the way, Agent Anya!”

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Yor knew what she was getting into- and yet at the same time, she wasn’t prepared at the slightest.

“Mama, you’re gonna blend right in!” Anya cheered in glee, running the small but surprisingly painful plastic brush through the back of Yor’s hair again and again. She usually made sure to detangle it every morning, but given it’d been up most of the day in her usual style, there were a few snags. Every hidden wince felt like repentance for the days she forced Yuri to sit still while she combed through the bird’s nest on his head growing up. “And you’re gonna look super pretty!”

“Aww! Tha-ank you Anya!” Yor smiled despite the sharp tug, internally glad when she heard her daughter put the brush down. “What kind of party is it? Did you get any intel?”

“But of course. Agent Bond was on the case- he said it was a mass-mass-masquito ball!”

“Masquerade ball?” Where did Anya learn that?

“Yeah! He said it was full of fancy people all hiding their faces with masks! He said he saw the bad guy at the party too. They were trading super secret messages!” Anya reached out and tugged at Yor’s hair some, gathering bits up the best she could. “We need to in-infull..”

“Infiltrate?”

“Yeah!” Anya nodded, her excitement once again tugging at Yor’s head and making her wince slightly. “In fa-trait the secrets, Agent Mama!”

“I won’t let them get away!” Despite her cheery voice, she could feel Anya getting a bit frustrated. Her arms weren’t long enough to gather all of Yor’s hair, and her even smaller hands weren’t quite dexterous enough  to do much with it. She was about to offer a hand when Anya’s fingers slipped, pressing into her collarbones. “Ee!”

“Oops- did I hurt you?” Anya asked, wide eyed and voice sounding suddenly thick. Yor had to be quick.

“Oh no, honey- not at all!” She reassured her, smiling. “I’m just a bit ticklish there.”

Anya’s tears faded, her face a look of wonder. “Mama is ticklish?” Oh dear- maybe she shouldn’t have been that honest.

“Just a little bit.” Yor gave her one last smile before turning her back to her daughter- already knowing where this was going but deciding to accept her fate. “Don’t tell anyone, okay?”

Anya giggled. “Okay!” When her small hands came back to her hair however, they didn’t make their mark. Instead, they gently rested on her shoulders, skittering. “Tickle tickle Mama! Hehehe!”

“Ah! Ahahahhaha! Oohohohoho nohohohoho!” Yor burst into giggles, shrugging her shoulders up as she barely leaned away, giggling up a storm. “Mihihihy ohoohonly wehahhahakness! Nohohohot tiihhihihickling!”

Did it really tickle? Kinda- but Yor wasn’t gonna rain on Anya’s parade. Especially when she let out a delighted squeal, proud of her discovery. “I got you now! This was all a trick Agent Mama- or should I say; the bad guy?”

Yor let out a dramatic gasp through her giggle fits, clutching her pearls. “Hhohoohw did yohohohou know? I thohohohught I hahahd a goohohohod coohohover! Ahehahhahhaaha!”

“Agent Anya knows all! I had my team following both the party and you! Tell me- where’s the real Agen Mama?” She switched to poking now- which okay, maybe it really tickled this time! Yor let out a surprised giggle as she fell over, still giving Anya equal opportunity to tickle her. “Spill the beans!”

“Nehnehehehver! I’ll nehehehver thehehell!” Yor cried back, laughing now more out of Anya’s adorable antics than from the tickling. “Yoohohu’ll nehhehehever ghehhet me to squeuueahahal!”

“So you say- but I’ve got you! Agent Bond! Help!” With her call, Bond came bounding into the room, woofing and skittering against the wooden floors. “Help me make her confess!”

“Borf!” Now Yor had two beings on her- Anya and her tickly fingers and Bond with his relentless kisses! She let out a squeal of laughter at the attacks, trying to gently push Bond away while petting him simultaneously. This of course only encouraged the big furball, leaving her more entrapped then before.

“Nohohohohohoohoho pleahhahahhahse! Pleahahhhahse I’ll tehhehehell yoohohohohu!” Yor cried, tapping out against the ground beneath her when she finally reached her limit. In response, Anya stopped her tickles, and even Bond refrained from further drowning her in kisses. “Thahahnk you.”

“You're welcome. Now- tell me where Agent Mama is!” Anya puffed her cheeks determinedly, balling her fists up to show true determination. Yor let out a giggle before grabbing around her eyes, pretending to peel back a mask. “AH! Agent Mama?! It was you all along!”

“Ha ha! Yes- it was me! This was all a test from the-erm, peanut corps! They wanted to see if you were up to par with your investigation!” Yor sat up, struggling not to laugh at Anya’s jaw dropped expression. “Congratulations, Agent Anya. You have passed!”

Anya went from shock to excited, gleefully jumping into Yor’s arms with a happy cry. “Yay! We passed, Bond! We passed!”

Their cheering was suddenly interrupted by someone clearing their throat. All eyes turned to a clearly amused Loid leaning against the doorframe. “Am I interrupting?”

“Papa!” Anya ran over at full speed, nearly knocking the air out of him. “You’re home!”

“Welcome back, Loid.” Yor smiled at the sight, smoothing her hair down with a small blush as she stood. “How was work?”

“It was…certainly interesting.” Loid laughed gently, patting Anya’s head. “Go wash up for dinner. I’m making hamburg steak tonight.”

Anya let out a delighted squeal as she ran off, Bond following and leaving the two adults alone. Yor giggled in her hand, her heart warm at just how precious Anya was. “She’s so sweet. Hm? What is it?”

Loid was staring at her- well; he was before she pointed it out. His gaze was so soft and kind- an expression she’d swore she’d seen a hundred times before but felt different all the same. “Sorry- I…don’t really know. I think I was lost for words for a minute there.”

Yor’s eyes widened some, her cheeks filling with color. Surely he didn’t mean it like the way all those romantic leads in movies meant it? His own face colored as he looked away, gaze shy and ever so cute. “I should go make dinner. I’ll see you soon?”

“Oh, erm. Absolutely. I’ll come help.” She nodded as he turned to go, fanning at her cheeks.

“Yor.”

“What?” She nearly jumped at her own name. He seemed to linger, shoulders tense.

“You…you’re very pretty when you laugh.” His ears were on fire as he practically sprinted away. Yor’s ears were ringing from the amount of blood that flooded her cheeks at his words. Was she swaying? Was this swooning?

Did he…call her pretty?

Her lips pulled into a smile, hands against her chest as if to keep her heart from breaking free. She waited until it was at a reasonable pace before joining her husband and daughter for dinner.

It never did slow down though. Not once.

Thanks for reading!

[allnightstay]

Day 26 - Ticklish Kiss

Summary: Drunk Your decides to get playful with Loid 🤭

Lee: Loid

Ler: Yor

A/N: I'm tryna catch up here! Lol, it's already November and I've fallen behind 🤭

** I just started Season 2, so believe me when I say this is probably something that wouldn't even happen because Yor just gets too flustered with this kind of stuff xD But it would be cute <3

Also, Loid being one of the "serious all the time" characters makes me melt when I think of him in a ticklish situation 🫠 Enjoy!

It was a rare evening in the Forger household. With the mission behind them and Anya tucked in bed, Yor and Loid finally had some time to unwind. The two had shared a bottle of wine, and as the evening wore on, Yor’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue.

“Loid, you’re so serious all the time,” she giggled, leaning closer to him on the couch. “Don’t you ever just… let loose?”

Loid chuckled nervously. “I appreciate the sentiment, Yor, but we have to be responsible.”

“Oh come on! Just a little fun?” Yor insisted, her laughter infectious.

Caught up in her playful spirit, Loid found himself smiling more than usual. That’s when Yor’s eyes twinkled mischievously. “What if I found out one of your secrets?”

“What secret?” he asked, genuinely curious.

She leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially, “You wanna find out?”

Loid’s brow furrowed. “What are you—”

Before he could finish, Yor’s fingers danced across his neck, a gentle tease. Loid flinched, letting out a surprised laugh. “Yohor!”

“Awww no way!” Yor exclaimed, her eyes wide with delight. She couldn’t help but tickle him again, causing him to squirm and laugh uncontrollably. “This is too good!”

Trying to regain his composure, Loid shook his head, a mix of confusion and amusement. “Ahaha, hehehey!” Yor stops, leaning in.

“Just relax! I promise I won’t hurt you.” Yor leaned closer, her breath warm against his skin. “But what if I gave you ticklish kisses instead?”

Loid raised an eyebrow, trying to process her words. “Ticklish kisses? Umm well I-I..” he stutters

With a mischievous grin, Yor pressed her lips against his neck, her kisses soft yet playful. Loid’s reaction was instant; he erupted into laughter, the sensation overwhelming him. “Gah! Nahaha, Yor, wahahait! That tihihickles!!”

Yor couldn’t help but giggle along with him, encouraged by his laughter. “See? It’s fun!”

“Nahahaha okay, okahahahay, I get it!” Loid managed between breaths, still chuckling as she continued her affectionate assault on his neck.

But as Yor grew more enthusiastic, her kisses turned more intense, causing Loid to burst into another fit of laughter. “Ahaha ohohoh my gohohosh! I can’t—ah! It's tohoo much!”

“Just one more!” she teased, her lips brushing against his skin, eliciting more laughter from him. He tried to push her away playfully, but she was relentless, her ticklish kisses becoming a delightful torture.

Finally, breathless from laughter, Loid leaned back against the couch, his cheeks flushed from both the wine and the joy of the moment. “Alright, you win! No more ticklish kisses!”

Yor, still giggling, sat back, a satisfied grin on her face. “I think I prefer you like this, Loid. Less serious, more… fun!”

Loid smiled back, still recovering from the unexpected ticklish adventure. “Maybe a little fun isn’t so bad after all.”

As the two shared a comfortable silence, filled with laughter and warmth, they knew that this was a night they wouldn’t soon forget—a night of ticklish kisses and a bond that grew even stronger.

[unhappy-sometimes]

Hey! I made a post but idk if you saw it. You mentioned that you wish there was a bond ask blog,

Well there is and it's super cute!

@ask-bond-forger

ah yes, i’m aware of @ask-bond-forger

i’m the one who runs it hehe. thanks for looking out for me 😎

[giggly-squiggily]

QJNSNWNSNSNNXMWJMXMSMASN AHHHHHHHHHH!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 OH MY GOD BUNNY THIS IS SO SWEET AHHH!!! 😍😍😍😍 I adore Lee!Rei so much- and the way he, Kazuki and Miri interact is just QJZNNWNZJWJSNSJ 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖💖 My heart is soaring from how precious they all are EEEEEEK!!! 😍😍😍😍😍 Thank you so very much friend! I loved every word!

Play with us, Papa Rei! (Buddy Daddies)

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY FROM ALL OF US TO YOU! WE WISH IT WAS OUR BIRTHDAY TO WE CAN PARTY TOO HEY! Ayooooo happy birthday to my dearest and bestest friend on this site, @giggly-squiggily !!!!!!!! Gonna be honest, I had this one saved and unfinished in my drafts and thought "She would love this!" so HERE WE ARE!!!!! Like I said in a message before, I'm super glad to have you as a friend! I truly appreciate you and your friendship, you've even inspired me to post some of my own fics! (Which was not as scary as I thought it would be XD Sorry this is a bit late, but I hope you enjoy it! This one is for you :3 And again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!

The days when Miri was home from school were probably the most eventful days Rei’s ever experienced in his life. She was such a wild bundle of energy that he could barely keep up sometimes. Thank god Kazuki was there to help out. Even though he barely acknowledged it or said anything, he genuinely loved and appreciated the help the older man gave. And now was no different. She asked, no, demanded that the two build her a massive pillow fort to her liking. And since they couldn’t say no to her cute face, they got to work. Soon enough, all the couch cushions, pillows, and blankets in the house had been used to make a, quite honestly, impressive pillow fort in their living room. And Miri was so overjoyed.

“Thank you Papa Rei! Thank you Papa Kazuki!” she squealed, diving into the opening. Kazuki momentarily panicked as she jumped in with no caution for the structure of the fort! But, he soon relaxed as he saw their girl laughing happily.

“Papas! You need to come in here!” she claimed, grabbing Kazuki by the wrist and pulling him in, giggling loudly at his grunt of surprise. He chuckled and cuddled close to her, making her laugh even more.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Lady Miri! I was afraid I would go cold and hungry this night, but you have saved me! How can I ever repay you??” The blonde man played up, relishing in his daughter’s squeals. Rei lifted up the blanket entrance and watched them, the slightest smile on his lips. He was proud of this. It wasn’t a shabby job, at least not to him, and Rei knew he was going to be invited in by both Miri and Kazuki. As comfy as the inside looked, it would probably heat up real quick. Not to mention he was wearing a long sleeved shirt. So he dropped the blanket curtain and attempted to make his leave.

“Papa Rei, wait!” Miri cried, poking her head from the fort. Rei sighed. Busted. “You need to play with Papa Kazuki and me in the fort! Pleeeeeeeeease???”

“Yeah, pleeeeeeeeease Papa Rei?~” Kazuki also poked his head from the blanket, smirking and egging the former assassin on. With a quiet groan, Rei obeyed their orders and crawled into the space with cheers from the two invitees.

“So! What are we gonna do now, Miri?” Kazuki asked, a big grin on his face. With a starry-eyed look, she ran out the fort yelling behind her, “Let me get my things!” Rei glared at Kazuki, mentally cursing him out for the fate the younger man just exposed them to. The little girl rushed back with an armful of bright hair clips that immediately made the men cringe.

“Let me do your hair Papas!” she asked loudly. And it was less of an ask and phrased more like ‘I’m going to do your hair whether you like it or not.’ Kazuki, of course, didn’t mind. Rei was against this idea entirely. But, like always, he couldn’t say no. Kazuki was first and mixed in with sitting still for Miri to finish his hair, he also had to keep Rei from escaping constantly. After Miri was done making Kazuki a “pretty lady” (Rei chuckled at that), it was Rei’s turn to have all the attention on him. Miri held up a bunch of sparkly bows that she could put in Rei’s hair. The man sat still for several moments as he took in the sight of the bows… then he raced for the exit.

“Wh- REI GET BACK HERE!!!” Kazuki exclaimed, grabbing the former assassin around the waist and falling to the floor with him. “If I have to put silly bows in my hair, then you do too!”

“Never!” Rei shouted as he reached for the door, so close to the outside! Then, Rei felt a poke to his armpit that made him shoot his arm down with a squeak. He turned to look at Miri, who poured angrily yet adorably at the man.

“Papa Rei!” she fussed. “You promised you would play with us! Good daddies don’t make bad promises!”

Kazuki grinned immediately while Rei furrowed his brows with guilt. She was right. He had promised. But then again, that was when he had gotten home from a long day and was half asleep. It technically didn’t count! But he couldn’t let her down… it’s decided then. He will play with his family! … That doesn’t mean he won’t be hard to get though!

“If you tell Papa Kazuki to let me go…” he looked at Miri with a mischievous half-grin. “I’ll tell you where he hides his chocolate pudding!”

Miri gasped excitedly while Kazuki made sounds of betrayal.

“Rei!!! You can’t just do that to me! And Miri! Don’t even think of switching sides! We’re putting bows in his hair whether he likes it or not!” Kazuki declared as he now wrapped his arms around Rei’s chest to keep him in place.

“But Papa Kazukiiiii! I want chocolate pudding!” Miri whined. Rei struggled in Kazuki’s grip, he was stronger than he remembered, as he kept his grin. The pair knew she would start helping Rei as soon as she could. To get her back on track, Kazuki reached out one hand and quickly scribbled his fingers against her belly. Miri squealed with laughter and backed away, holding her tummy as she giggled.

“This is no time for chocolate pudding, Miri! We have to-” Kazuki paused. An idea formed in his head. Rei acted as if he’d read Kazuki’s mind because they made eye contact and the former assassin shook his head feverishly.

“Kazuki, no!” Rei said in a hushed panic. Kazuki only grinned evilly.

“Kazuki yes!! Miri, help tickle Papa Rei!” Kazuki quickly sat on Rei’s thighs as he forced his arms above his head. Huh, he was faster than Rei remembered too.

“Will I get-?” Miri began before Kazuki shouted, “YES you’ll get chocolate pudding!”

“Weeeeee!” Miri squealed as she ran over. Kazuki already started on scratching over Rei’s ribs, giggling at how Rei immediately squeaked at the touch. The former assassin pursed his lips together and puffed out his cheeks in an effort to keep the laughter in. Miri, who began repeatedly poking his side, laughed at his funny face.

“Hahaha! Papa Rei’s making a pooping face!” Miri exclaimed. Kazuki immediately started laughing at her declaration, as he found it hysterically accurate. And with the combination of Miri’s joke, their combined laughter, and the hands tickling over his ribs and sides, tipped the scales a lot quicker than anyone anticipated. Rei started giggling and quietly laughing with his family.

“Aha!” Kazuki barked as he caught these adorable sounds. “Hear that, Miri? He’s laughing! We’re one step closer to getting him to surrender!”

Miri squealed happily and began to use both her hands to poke Rei’s sides, all the while she chanted the words ‘chocolate pudding’ over and over again. Rei shook his head back and forth with glee, smiling wide and freely as Kazuki turned his hand into a claw and vibrated them in between his ribs.

“Khehehehehehe! Ahahahahahahahaaaa! Sttthhahahahahahahap! Get off mehehehehehehe! M-Mirihihihihihi, quihihihihihihit it! Kahahazukihihi, knock it ohohohohoff!” Rei wheezed with laughter as he addressed the man above him and the girl beside him. He rocked his torso back and forth as the two continued to tickle the former assassin silly.

“Papa Kazuki! Let’s get his tummy!” Miri said. Kazuki gasped with delight as Rei groaned in despair.

“That’s a great idea Miri!” Kazuki said as he shoved Rei’s shirt up to his neck. Rei continued to shake his head no, but his smile didn’t leave his face at all. “Alright, Miri! Should we do raspberries or nibbles?”

Rei’s eyes shot wide open at the question and he tried to sit up and pull his hands away. Miri placed her finger to her chin and pondered, humming in thought. Rei tried hard to yank his wrists from Kazuki’s hand, but that bastard just kept him still using his other hand! Rei growled at him and Kazuki stuck out his tongue.

“Raspberries!” was Miri’s decision.

“Raspberries it is then! You ready, Rei?~” Kazuki cooed at his partner, wiggling his eyebrows at the younger man. Rei attempted to scowl at the blonde, but his wavering smile would not leave his features. Then he jerked and barked out a laugh as Miri blew a raspberry on the former assassin’s side. Miri giggled hysterically at his reaction.

“That’s not funny Miri!” Rei fussed, blushing like no one’s business. Kazuki and Miri began laughing again.

“Of course it is, Rei!” Kazuki exclaimed. He was next to dip his head down to Rei’s smooth belly and blow a torturous raspberry.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA! Ohohokay- ohokay. Thahat’s enough. That’s enoHOHAHAHAHAHAF! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOOO! Ehehehehehehehehehe! C-C’mohohon! Youhu guys!” Rei tried to argue, but he was interrupted by the two taking turns and blowing raspberries until his wheezy laughter turned silent.

After one final raspberry from Kazuki, the blonde man let go of the former assassin and scooped Miri in his lap so they could give him a break. The younger man immediately curled up after being let go and panted, still giggly after the whole ordeal. Miri covered her mouth and giggled with him while Kazuki took in the sights and sounds fondly.

“So,” he started, “you gonna actually play with us now?”

Rei peeked his eye open and looked at the two, noticing how big Miri’s eyes were, hopeful that he’d say yes. Rei just chuckled and pat her head.

“Yeah, I’ll play.”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!” Miri squealed at the top of her lungs. She wiggled out of Kazuki’s grip and jumped onto Rei’s arm, flopping over him and laughing while he grunted. The older man growled in a playful manner and caught the little girl in his arms.

“I’m gonna eat you!” he exclaimed as he nuzzled his face into her ear, lightly nibbling it and making the girl squeal and laugh like no tomorrow. Kazuki  leaned his head on his knee and watched on lovingly, thinking that his life couldn’t get better than this. In truth, it could, especially when he saw their reactions to pulling out three cups of chocolate pudding.

Happy Birthday, Rei, he thought.

[randoimago]

Franky (SxF), Sojiro (P5), Maruki (P5) and Zenkichi (P5) s/o catching them off guard with a surprise kiss just to playfully steal their glasses right from their faces. Many thanks ~

S/O Stealing Their Glasses

Fandom: Spy x Family // Persona 5

Character(s): Franky Franklin, Sojiro Sakura, Takuto Maruki, Zenkichi Hasegawa

Type of Request: Headcanons

Note(s): Glasses debuff 😔

Franky

He melts into the kiss when you surprise him with one. Nothing else matters to him. He's just enjoying this kiss you gave him. Hell, the kiss is so good it causes his vision to get messed up.

It isn't until you pull away and he hears your giggling that he realizes that while the kiss was really good, his blurry vision is due to the fact that his glasses are missing.

A grin crosses Franky's face as he raises his hands in a tickling position. You better give him those glasses back, S/O or he's going to tickle you! It ends up being a playful chase afterwards with Franky stumbling quite a bit due to his blurry vision. But as long as you promise to kiss his bruises, then he'll gladly deal with it.

Bonus: Ngl, part of me wanted to write Franky as having fake glasses and actually having really good vision (he uses fake glasses to seem cuter). So, the idea of S/O thinking they one upped Franky then learning that his glasses don't do shit is honestly really funny.

Sojiro

Definitely wasn't expecting the sudden kiss you pull him into. Gets flustered because of it and can barely process the fact you're kissing him, let alone that his glasses got stolen.

Jokes on you S/O, he's dealt with Futaba stealing his glasses before. Sojiro has a second pair. And if that doesn't work, he has prescription sunglasses. But he'll let you have your moment of thinking you one upped him.

Will cheekily tell you that you'll have to clean up the cafe since he can't see now. He'll see how much you're laughing as he gives you the list of chores you can do now that he can't.

Maruki

There's a muffled "Mmph?!" or something like that as you suddenly pull him into a kiss. His face is red as you kiss him before he relaxes into it and even gives a smile as he closes his eyes to kiss you back.

Except when his eyes open, his vision is blurry, and he realizes what you did. He lets out a laugh as he tells you, "Yeah, you got me, good job, S/O."

Might pout a bit if you don't give his glasses back. He'll let you have some fun with teasing him and whatnot, but please give him his vision back, S/O. He cannot function without those glasses.

Zenkichi

Like Maruki, he lets out a noise of surprise as you suddenly kiss him. His face is going red, especially when he hears the giggling from Akane. He pulls away to ask what that was about, but stops as you snatch his glasses away.

Let's out a "Hey!" as he tries to grab them back only for you to pass them off to Akane. Oh you two are definitely in for it when he gets his glasses back.

Zenkichi also has multiple pairs of glasses due to breaking some when he's on duty. So once he gets to his second pair (and hopefully he doesn't break his leg from tripping) then he's going to arrest both of you (not literally, of course, but he makes the threat).

[confusedgoldenflower]

My ideas for SpyxFamily Sk8 crossover: Kaoru is—which is prob against what the fandom would automatically assign—is Loyd, the smart, analytical and hyper vigilant spy; Kojiro is the street dumb, super strong and caring assassin; Miya is their child, ofc. MatchaBlossom kid cat child Miya just tickles something😌

… Info man would be… Oka? Or should Oka be the red lady, Reki is infoman, yeah. I don’t know enough SxF characters to fit in Langa. Yuki(?) would be Hiromi, which would also be just hilarious besides filling in the roster. The borderline yandere coworker would be�� @d🤢m. Then idk where Tadashi fits there but yeah

[waterfallofspace]

omg 47 + 64 for sxf? 🫣

Hello, thank you for the ask!! You didn’t specify a character, so I’m going with L/oid! (Which, given he’s the main, I assume that’s who you’d want anyways hehe~) He’s absolutely shipped with Y/or in this, and this is set midway through part 1, as I haven’t started part 2 yet. (watching with friends, so it takes awhile to get through it!) I may have gotten a taaad carried away, I hope that’s okay! Soooo, here’s prompts 47 and 64 with 2.1k (whoops) words! 47: Hiding sneezes 64: Mission in the rain. (Slight warning for violence, implied death, and swearing -it’s a show about spies after all, there’s gonna be a bit of gritty stuff- Just in case anyone doesn’t like those)

~~~~~~~

“knnxt-! dngt’shh-! nnxxgt’shh-! Damn it…”

Crouching behind the mailbox, Loid allows himself a light curse that drifts away on the breeze as soon as it exits his gritted teeth. ‘This situation was entirely of my own making. My own failures led to this. And yet… that doesn’t stop it from being annoying.’ He peels off the mask, letting out a faint gasp as the rain hits his face directly. His mind drifts back to the situation that brought him to this position.

~~~

“We refuse! Your offer is nothing compared to the millions we stand to make by releasing our product directly. You want us to give it to you to distribute instead? Make it worth our while.” 

“You have no distribution plan, no one on the streets to move it, you’ll make nothing without us! We shouldn’t be making big offers, you should be begging us to give you any cut!”

Loid lets his attention flicker from one side to the other. He’s disguised as a mere waiter, serving wine to two rivals as they sit in negotiations. His job is to gather intel, not to stop the distribution. It’s been deemed unstoppable, if these heads were to fall, others would merely take their places. However, should he be able to figure out when and where the exchange of goods is to go down, they’ll be able to intercept it, and find a peaceful resolution. ‘At least, as peaceful as it gets in this line of work.’ 

There’s only one problem-

“heH’INggt-!”

His nose. He’d woken up to find the mild pressure in his sinuses had bloomed into a full blown head cold.

“Ih’knggt-!” 

Not the worst cold he’s had, and if he was just staying at home, it wouldn’t even be worth mentioning. However… on a mission where the key is to be stealthy and unperceived, constant-

“dngxxt’shh-!” 

-is definitely worth mentioning. And he should have mentioned it to his handler when he accepted the mission but, ‘I just don’t like appearing weak. Letting people see that I’m a human with flaws can be deadly in my line of work. It’s better to appear unphased by anything that may come my way.’

Letting his nose twitch behind the mask, Loid rights himself from where he’d ducked behind the bar to let out the stifles his sinuses had been aching for. They were entirely unpleasant, not relieving the tickle in the least, but at least they were quiet.

A quick glance around brings his attention back to his ‘boss’ for the day. She’s staring at him with a fury he’s become quite familiar with in this line of work. ‘Seems that managers never tend to like me. Probably understandable, seeing as I’m never here to do the job they want me to.’  

He fires back a sheepish smile, pulling a bottle of wine from the bar and turning it so she can see. The nod he receives is hardly approval, but it’s close enough to run with. ‘It’s not like I need to get a good review, or even keep this job past today.’

Pouring the glasses on his tray full of the rich red liquid, he clears his throat, and sets himself back to ‘waiter mode’. Stepping out from behind the bar, he lets his steps fall in line with the other staff rushing around, bending forward slightly to offer the men a drink.

“A toast, shall we? To our continued partnership. Your offer has been quite kind, and I believe we can find a good future in store for us.”

“Indeed, my good sir. I believe we can. Shall we arrange the details of the shipment? I have a warehouse out on-”

“hIH’DTSHH’oo-!”

Glass shattering crashes out, every gun in the room suddenly drawn. The sound surprises everyone, Loid most of all. His hand sits a few inches from his face, tray forgotten on the floor as the wine pours out from the bottle crushed beneath it. Before he can think to explain the situation, his survival instincts overpower his brain and he reaches for his own weapon.

“He has a gun! It’s a spy, get him!” 

‘Shit- and I still have to sneeze!’ 

~~~

This is how Loid comes to find himself crouched outside, kneeling on the soaked ground as the rain ‘That I should have checked the forecast for’ pounds down on him. It was as if the heavens themselves have decided to drown him.

“He went this way, I’m sure of it! Spread out and check every corner.”

The voice is still distant, but too close for comfort. Loid allows one hand to lift from his gun to scrub at his aching nose, the buzzing just below the surface threatening to return with a vengeance. 

‘I should have turned this down. Damn it all! I manage to find a daughter, and a fake wife, form a family, get accepted into Eden College, and after all of that work, I’m to die on a throwaway mission in the pouring rain because of a head cold. The Great Twilight, yeah right.’ 

His mind threatens to wander off again, and he has to bite his tongue to get it to stay. It seems that lately, Anya and Yor were at the forefront of his thoughts whether he wanted them to be or not. ‘That’s just for the mission. I’m focused on that, we have less time then planned for, that’s all. It’s just dedication.’ It would be a convincing argument, had his heart not skipped a beat at the thought of his fake family waiting back home.

“eHH-!”

And just like that, his focus was back on the burning sensation climbing down his nose. The voices were closer, there was no way he could manage to let any out now, they’d hear him for sure. The buzzing seems to spread to his ears, a fog starting to settle over his thoughts as the all consuming need to sneeze overwhelms him.

“hH’NNGT-! knngt-! ih’DNGT-!”

The stifles seem to only make the tickle grow more fierce. His gloved hand pinches his nose tighter, but the sensation of the fabric against his nose makes his eyes water. Reluctantly, he drops his hand, pressing it instead back against his weapon as the voices draw near once more.

“Check around that corner. You! The other side of that wall, he could have scaled it.”

Loid holds his breath, fingers twitching on the gun as his nose trembles. ‘Damn it all.’ Stuck in a stalemate, a war between his nose and him. Finally, the rain decides to break the tie, a single drop hitting him right on the tip as he tilts his face towards the sky to listen better. The drop runs down the bridge of his nose, sending prickles running through his entire face.

“hAH-! hH’ASHH’yuu-! IH’DTSHHH’uu-! Shit- ZZISHHH’oo-!” 

The men pursuing him aim, but Loid gets them both with ease, before sending himself over the mailbox, managing to hit two more before his feet touch the ground. Looking around and seeing no one else, ‘With what little I can see beyond the water from my hair and eyes…’ he makes a dash for his car, pausing only to aim a few more harsh sneezes towards the ground as he makes it to the door.

“KZZSHH’oo-! Christ- hehh… huhh’YYISHH’iew-! DTZZSH’iew-! hEH’ASHH’oo-!” 

Managing to sit down, and start the car, he tries not to shiver as the cold from his soaked clothes starts to seep into his skin. ‘Just gotta make it home, then I can sleep this horrid cold off.’ 

~~~

As Loid pulls open his front door, a waft of warm air hits his face, sending chills through his trembling frame. Anya races to greet him, eyes seeming to burn through him as she surveys his form.

“Papa! You’re baa- woah… you don’t look good, why are you all wet?” 

“Loid, welcome ho- uh… she does have a point, why are you all wet? You look dreadful..”

“Thank you both. So f- flattering…. ITZZSH’oo-! heH’ASHH’yuu-!” 

Loid blushes a little under the intense look Anya’s giving him, fixing his eyes on Yor for a break, just to find her giving him a similar one. ‘Sometimes I swear, it’s like everyone in this family is hiding something about themselves from each other.’

“Papa, you’re sick. You should be in bed, that’s what I do when I’m sick!”

“Oh Loid, you’re sick? I’m so sorry, I should have seen it… you shouldn’t have gone out in the rain- oh no you’re soaked, Anya let’s get papa some towels, fast-”

“I’m not si… knxxgt-! sick.” 

They give him measured looks, and Loid feels another chill run down his spine as Anya’s eyes meet his. ‘Sometimes it really feels like that child is taping right into my subconscious.’ He ignores the ‘EEP’ Anya lets out, more concerned with the way Yor is now pressing her hand against his forehead. A tint of red starts to shade at his ears, matching the hue she’s wearing plainly across her cheeks.

“J- just checking for a fever… you don’t feel warm. Actually- I think you feel too cold. Anya, towels?”

“Oh, right! Anya to the rescue~!” 

“I said I’m not si-”

“Even if you’re not sick, Loid, you’re still soaked. Towels can only help. Plus! I made soup! I actually didn’t even know you were sick when making it, I just felt like today was a soup day, maybe it’s a mothers instincts!”

“You’re not a-”

Loid stops himself at the look that flashes across Yor’s face, rediverting himself mid word.

“a- good chef…”

Her face changes, but not to a better one, her lip starting to tremble. ‘Damn it, that’s still an insult! Find something Twilight, quickly now… Come on, you do this for a living!’ Thankfully for him, his nose found something first. 

“dnnxxgt’shh-! knngt’choo-! hept’INKGT’choo-!”

“Bless you, Loid.”

“I got the towels papa! Just got- oof-”

Loid reaches down to catch the bundle stacked nearly up to his chest as Anya topples over, managing to right her and set them down in one smooth motion. ‘At least I haven’t lost all my skills from this horrid cold.’

“Careful. Don’t want you falling and hurting yourself.” 

Yor scoops her up, and Loid feels the heat from his ears spread as she hands him a towel with a knowing look.

“You can dry yourself off in your room. P- plus you.. You should probably… change your clothes… you shouldn’t stay in the wet stuff, it’s just gonna make you worse.”

“DTNNGT’iew-! hIH’KNgxxt’choo-! ”

“Exactly my point. Bless you again, by the way.” 

He gives her a smile laced with fake sincerity as the stifles echo through his sinuses. ‘If I keep this up I’m gonna do some serious damage. I can handle a few on missions, but suppressing this many is starting to hurt.’ 

“Don’t do that papa! You’re gonna hurt yourself!”

Anya stands next to him, concern painted all over her face. Loid manages to meet her gaze with a small nod, ‘How does she always know-’ before ducking into the towel in his hands to muffle the next fit that bursts from him.

“MMPPFFSHH’oo-! heHH’NNMMPFSHH’iew-! mmZZSHH’oo-! MMZZASHH’oo-! Excuse me, s- sorry.”

Yor gives him a sympathetic glance, sending Anya to the kitchen with a small pat, before turning back to him.

“Bless you. There’s meds in the bathroom above the sink. I’ll save some soup for you for tomorrow, but I’m guessing right now you just want to go to bed-”

“Papa, papa! Can we watch a movie? Pleeaaaase~?”

Loid lets himself meet Anya’s gaze, regretting it instantly at the way her eyes brim with tears. ‘If I say no, she’s sure to start crying. But I’m so tired…’ A glance up to Yor tells him that if he wants to say no, she’ll back him. ‘I should say no. I need to rest so I can be ready for the next mission. I should say no… I’ll- I’ll say no…’ 

“Sure.”

‘That’s not a no, what the-’ 

“Yay! Since you’re sick papa, I’ll let you pick it!”

“Uh- no thanks, just whatever you want to watch is fine.”

~~~

He tries to stay awake. He really does. But by the thirteenth minute, as the princess is singing her fifth song, Loid can feel his eyes starting to close. By the next song, he’s letting out weak congested snores as his head dips into his chest.

Anya is too focused on the movie to notice, but Yor gives a soft smile at the scene, giggling at the way his nose twitches in his sleep. She gently lays him down, placing a blanket over him, and planting a small kiss on his forehead, which promptly turns her a red as his nose.

“Sleep well, Loid.” 

[anime-owo-kage-san]

If You Won't Tell Us, Then We'll Just Have To Make You! (SxF Tickle Fic: Lee!Damian)

To someone--in case they recognize this idea--I did NOT write this out of impatience.

I thought, I should try and write my own request. So, this is kind of my first tickle fic. I hope it's decent.

Lee: Damian

Ler: Ewen, Emile

Btw, this is their canon age (6).

Also, I don't know how to write the setting for this. So I'll just tell you, they're in their dorm room.

•°•°•

"Hey, boss...?" Ewen tapped Damian's shoulder, to try and grab the attention of his study-obsessed boss.

"What is it?" Damian answered, not looking up from his notes.

"Do you have a crush on, Stubby Legs?" Emile straight-forwardly asked.

"Grk!" The scion choked on air, and whipped his head around to face the two blondes. "E-Excuse me!? How dare you ask me such a question? Where did you even get that idea!?"

"Well for one... Emile and I may have been slow on picking it up, but you never seem to be picking that much fights with her. It's usually just us two, yelling at the girls. You occasionally jump in, but you're never the one to start it." Ewen explained.

"W-Well...! Maybe, I just don't want to waste my time on childish bickering!" Damian defended.

"Not done." Ewen put his hand up. "There's also that time you saved her from Bill's dodgeball attack."

"Or whenever she's around, your face would go red. And don't say it's anger, because we've finally discovered it wasn't." Emile added.

"E-Eh...! Uh...! I-urm...!" Damian stuttered. He tried to find anything to say.

"Boss..." Ewen placed his hand on Damian's shoulder. "It's okay. We've only been picking fights with the girls, because we thought you hated them. We never actually cared much."

"But...!" Emile said, grabbing the other shoulder. "If you truly have feelings for that peasant girl, we'll support you all the way! Even I believe social status isn't what matters, when it comes to love!"

"I... I..." The scion was at loss for words. He was warm and happy his friends are still supportive of him, even if he wishes to interact with the lower-class. He wanted to thank them.

But instead, his mouth spilled out something else.

"NEVER! NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS WILL I EVER HAVE OR EVEN SAY I HAVE FEELINGS FOR THAT COMMONER!!! THAT'S BASELESS CONJECTURE!!! ALL LIES!!! I DO NOT LIKE HER!!!" Damian thrashed his fists every which way, in the air.

Emile sighed, "See? I told you he'd be too stubborn, to give us a normal answer."

"Yup... Saw it coming..." Ewen said to himself.

"Wh-What are you talking about!? I gave an ans--" Damian was cut off, when he felt the arms of the two blondes move from his shoulder to under his armpits.

He was hoisted up a few inches from the ground, by the arms of his own flunkies.

The two blondes carried their boss towards his bed.

"What the he** are you two doing!?" Damian wiggled and kicked, trying to escape from his friends' hold.

"Sorry, boss..." Ewen said, as both he and Emile shoved him towards his bed. "But... If you won't tell us..."

"Oof!" Damian's face landed perfectly on his pillow.

He rolled over to lie on his back, and glared at the two, only to be pinned down.

Emile went behind him, and pinned his arms behind his back. While Ewen sat on his knees and smirked, "... We'll just have to make you!"

"N-No! D-Don't you dare! Ewen, Emile! Please...!" Damian tried to wrestle out of their grip.

When did these two get so freaking strong!?

Ewen crossed his arms, "Alright. Last chance to be honest with us! Do you like her? And there's only one true answer, because we already know. We just want you to confirm it. So don't be stubborn, boss!"

Damian stayed silent. Instead of using his voice, he rapidly shook his head left and right.

Ewen heavily sighed, and brought his hands down to his boss' shirt and lifted it up, exposing his stomach.

His fingers clawed the air. "Okay, fine. That's how it's gonna be. You lost your chance."

"E-Ewen! Please--GAHA!" Damian tried to double over, but was forced back by Emile.

The tall haired blonde, started with gentle pokes along his boss' stomach. Slowly turning into light but quick scribbles.

"Ngh!" Damian flinched at each touch. He stifles a laugh.

"Krr-krk! Hmmmm! Hmhmhmhm!" He giggled through closed lips.

"Already, Damian? I barely started!" Ewen said in amusement. "Oh! This is gonna be easier than I thought! You'll be spilling in no time!"

"Hehehehe! N-No I... Eehehehehe--WON'T!" Damian yelled as he twisted and turned, trying to find a way out.

And instantly squealed when the scribbling stopped, and was moved to squeezing his sides and hips. "IYAH! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Oh, you sure WILL." Emile retorted, and lifted his friend's arms over his head. "Try here next!"

"NOHOHO!!!" Damian protested, trying to pull his arms down.

"Sure!" Ewen answered, and immediately shoved his fingers into the sensitive hollows of the boy's arms. He started scratching the exposed armpits, showing no mercy.

"PFFFFT!!!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NO! NO! NOHOHOHOHOHO!!! STOP IT!! STOP!!" Damian thrashed about. His bedsheet started to wrinkle at each movement he made. "MERCY!!! MERHERHERCYYYY!!!"

And that's when Damian realized that this was it. This is how he'll die; from lack of oxygen, through heaps of laughter. Well... He lived a short, yet good life.

Sadly, he wasn't able to sulk about his death any further.

"GAAAAAHHHH!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Damian erupted into another fit of laughter when he suddenly felt air, being blown on his stomach.

"Pfrrrt!" Ewen gave a big raspberry on the scion's stomach. While Emile had pinned him flatly on his back, with his arms still above him.

"HAHAHAHA--!" Damian's own laugh was interrupted by a loud snort.

If his face wasn't red before, it certainly was now.

"Ha! Ewen did you hear that? The boss snorted." Emile said.

"Yeah, I know. I wished he laughed like that more often. It sounds nice. Not arrogant. It just sounds so... Age appropriate. Right, boss?" Ewen teased, and drilled a single finger into Damian's belly button; to which he responded with another shriek.

Damian tried to force Ewen off, by bringing his knee up, and hitting him in the back. But, the tall blonde merely ignored the pain, and instead grabbed the leg. Emile let go of his friend's arms and rushed towards the other leg.

They flipped him over, so he was lying on his stomach. And locked his legs, in between their own, holding an ankle each.

They took off his shoes, and slowly peeled his socks off halfway.

"Hehehe... No...! Please! Guys... I'm begging you...!" Damian pleaded one last time. He tried to look behind him, to try and beg with his teary eyes.

"Last and FINAL chance!" Emile told the brunette boy, he turned to him with an expectant look. "So...?"

Damian whimpered. He turned his head back, and shook it still refusing to give an answer.

"Suit yourself. I guess you like this." Emile turned back and pulled off the rest of the sock completely. Ewen followed, and they both grazed their nails all over the scion's soles. Then they went in his arches and in between his toes.

"NOOOO!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Damian shrieked, and repeatedly slapped the mattress. Tears started streaming down his face again.

"Don't wait for us to grab the hairbrush!" Ewen threatened.

Damian's face twisted in horror.

"BAHA!! N-NO! NOT THAT!" He fearfully begged.

He gasped for air, and finally he told them. "OKAHAHAY!! OKAHAY!! I HAHAHAVE A CRUSH ON HEHEHEHER! I LIHIHIKE HER! I THINK SHE'S CUTE!! SUPER CUTE!! FREAKING CUTE!!! I LIKED HER SINCE THE FIRST DAY!!!"

"Pfft! We didn't tell you to say all of that." Ewen laughed. Then he looked at Emile, who nodded back at him.

They both let go of their hold on the scion's ankles.

"Ah...!" Damian sighed in relief when the tickly feelings on his feet left him.

The two blondes crawled off the bed, and waited for their boss to recover.

Finally catching his breath, Damian shot back up and glared at his lackeys.

"You two! I can't believe...!"

"We'll be by your side boss." Ewen suddenly said.

"We're okay with how you feel towards Forger. We'll even play matchmaker if you like?" Emile said.

Forgetting every horrible thing he planned to say to his so-called friends, Damian grunted and looked off to the side, blushing. "Thanks I guess, you idiots..."

"So..." Emile started, "You liked her since the first day...?"

Damian stuttered, "U-Uh... I may have said too much..."

"Well too late! I wanna know exactly how you developed a crush on her! Give us the details!" Ewen enthusiastically says.

Damian hopped off his bed, and stomped back to his study desk. "No way! That's way too embarrassing!"

"Come on! You already told us a few embarrassing stuff already. What's the point?" Ewen persuaded.

"Only because you forced it out of me!" Damian snapped back, before sitting down on his chair.

"Then..." The blondes said, as they walked closer to the young Desmond. "Are you saying...."

"Huh...?" Damian turned around to face the two boys, who were smirking diabolically.

"We should tickle you for more information then...?" The two blonde boys raised their fingers up once more, and inched closer to the unfortunate boy.

"No. No. No. No. No!" Damian scampered out of his chair, and pushed past the two.

He spent the rest of the day, running away and hiding from the two ferocious tickle monsters.

•°•°•

So... How's this for my 1st tickle fic?

I kinda hc Damian to be the kind of lee, that yells no repeatedly when they're being tickled. Even if it won't help them.

[tklpilled]

ty for the tag @cantsaythetword <3

fandom faves of the year !!

favourite new fandom: i guess bsd considering i've been hyperfixated since april LMAO but mp100 is also a vv good one!!

favourite new ships: skk, satosugu, and akiangel

favourite anime/tv show: chainsaw man !!

favourite movie: the only good ones i watched didn't come out this year so. none

favourite character: do Not make me choose i'll cry

favourite soundtrack: the csm soundtrack goes So hard

favourite book/manga/comic: TGCF OMG i havent even finished it (if anyone knows where i can read the whole thing translated i'll love you) but its so good

favourite game: i dont think i played any that came out this year!! been wanting to play legends arceus though

highlight of the year: i am forgetting literally Everything that happened this year. reigen sans queen of england was definitely a fun one though

community faves !!

favourite tumblr moment: goncharov was certainly a time

favourite fanart: this, this, this, this, and this are some :)

favourite fic: oh this one is. very hard .... but some that i find myself revisiting often are -if we're being honest by thequeenofwhump -now and forever (and before then, too) by radstarmuffin -difficult patient by stargazingly -birthday tickles for the child(e) by anonymous

favourite ask game: gonna be honest i remember absolutely zero of the ones i reblogged

top achievement as a creator: i hit 500 followers !! which is so cool ily guys

best fic of mine: in terms of impressions, on ao3 it was looking out for you and here it was kiss me hard before you go, which is wild because i wrote it last week, but if we're talking fic that im most proud of, im a fan of my akiangel drabble here

most underappreciated fic of mine: dandelion didn't do very well on ao3 </3

post that got more popularity than expected: that akiangel fic. what the hell

something on my blog i changed: my layout. numerous times.

next year !!

something i didn't do this year but would like to next year: commissions!! i plan on opening them soon :D

goals for next year: i feel like i didn't write much this year until these past few months, so writing more!!

2023 releases i'm looking forward to: botw2 definitely!! as well as the new seasons for bsd, jjk, tgcf, and sxf :)

spreading love !!

shoutout to people who made my year better: of course all of my friends and partners!! i love you all sm <3 and shoutout to those mutuals i don't regularly talk to but we're still chilling together

(too nervous to tag anyone so just go for it lmao)

[helloitsghost]

Tktober Day 1: Anticipation

Hola I’m doing @august-anon’s tktober now so yeeee

✨ t u m ✨ also just them I’m getting back into sxf and I’m dying at how much I love em😭

See y’all for tmrw🤌

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi! Forgetful anon here again!! I would like to retract my previous statement. I read a few of the drabbles and.... I cave,, your writing is just too delightful! (ノ´∀｀*) Ive never requested anything ever in my life from anywhere and im just going off what ive seen other people say terminology-wise... buuut for the candy hearts event, could you do sxf ler!franky/lee!reader? With ❤️Be Mine and 🩵Smile!! -💫 ♪ヽ(´▽｀)/

{Candy Heart Prompts: OFFICIALLY CLOSED!}

Heyo friend! :D Aww, you're so sweet! Thank you! No worries, you did great on the terminology! I haven't written for Franky in so long? Holy canoli he is a joy to write for! I hope you like it friend :3

CW: Possible drinking

Be Mine: "Oh that is IT! Come here!" + Smile: "I didn't know you were ticklish here."

“Heeeeey~” Franky slid up to you with an easy grin, two glasses and your favorite beverage in hand. “Doing anything in the next few hours?”

“Yes. Drinking that.” You grinned as he poured you a glass, sliding it over with surprising grace. “Wow, you’re good at that- if the informant business doesn’t work out, you could be a bartender.”

“Haha, very funny.” Franky took a seat beside you, watching you as you took a happy sip. “Though if you were my regular, I’d take up the job.”

“Charmed.” You grinned, making him snort mid sip. Laughing as he sputtered, you clink your glass to his. “Careful not to do that too often- won’t be impressing many people if you can’t hold your liquor.”

“We-ehehe! We’re not even drihinking that!” He wheezed through coughs.

“Hmm- even worse. At least the liquor you’d have an excuse.”

“Oh that is IT! Come here!” Recovering quickly, Franky put his drink down and tackled you into the couch. With one final gulp, you threw your glass to safety as his fingers dug into your ribs. “AH! Frahahhanky!”

“Whoa, that worked? I didn’t even know you were ticklish here!” He laughed, dancing his fingers against your sides as you laughed and squirmed beneath him. “Wow, an agent who’s ticklish! And here I thought Twilight was the only one!”

“Twihihiihihlihihihight’s tiihihihihiklish?”

“Shit- didn’t mean to let that one slip.” He winced, realizing he dug his own grave.

“Oohohohohoho, I’m tehheehhehehelling!” You teased through your giggles, arching with a squeal when he dug harshly into your lowest set of ribs. “AHhehahhahahaha, Frhahahahanky!”

“You absolutely are NOT telling! If I find out you snitched on me, I’m gonna make your life even harder than it is!” Despite the threat, he was grinning at you, eyes twinkling with mirth as you giggled and tittered on. “Prepare yourself for Franky’s ultimate tickle technique!”

[tickling-giggles]

hi! Can You pleaseeee Write a spy x family fic, ler loid and lee anya, Please I need more of this family 🥲♥️

I’ll always love you

A/N: I used a couple of prompts here and there. It was a very cute idea Thankyou anon I hope your doing well too, Very unneeded info but tmr will make it 10 days until my birthday 🥳🥳 (July 18th)

Warning: Nightmare, wholesome surprise at the end😼

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It was currently 10:31 been a little over an hour since Yor and loid tucked anya to bed. Yor was sound asleep in her room. Loid was laying on the sofa doing some work on his laptop when he saw a small black figure.

“GAH!”loid tried standing up as quickly as possible hitting his big toe. “Ouch!” “Papa are you okay?!” The small figure spoke worried about him. ‘Wait that voice is that Anya?’ “Anya s’that you?” loid groaned.

“U-uh yes”

“What’s wrong what’s bugging you normally you’d be fast asleep around this time”.

“Well I had a bad dream we’re you and mama didn’t *sniff* didn’t love me anymore” anya slowly began to tear up she ran and grabbed onto Loid’s leg sobbing. ‘Did someone at the academy say something to her doesn’t matter right now my job is to cheer her up’

“Anya that’ll never happen me and Yor could never hate you” Loid comforted anya even though it really was true loid and Yor love anya besides all of f the spy stuff they would do anything for her.

“I’ll always love you” loid smiled before he picked up anya and spun her around as she started giggling. “Why are you giggling?” Loid asked confused.

“Hehehe pahahpaha you’re tihickling mehe” she giggled as she dropped her stuffed lion and grabbed onto his wrists. “Oho how about you tell me the password to the treasure chest” Loid Loidman asked. “ihihi princehehehss anyahahaha will neeehehehever lihihisten to ahaha Lohohoidmahaan” Anya squealed.

“Oho really now not even if I tickle you here”Loid smiled as he flip her upside down to tickle her feet. “NohohOHOHO PAAHHAPAHA YOHOHOU’REHEHE CHEAAHAHAHTING” anya shrieked.

“*Dramatic gasp* Anya!! I would never cheat that’s mean anya”Loid being oh so dramatic. “STAAHP IT PAHAPAHA”

“Not until you say that we’ll love you forever” loid wanted her to say so she doesn’t have a bad mindset.

“MAHAHAHMAHAHA AND PAHAHAHAPAHAHAHA WIHIHIHILL LOHOHOVE MEHEHEH FOREVERHEHEHE!!”Anya gave in as she fell asleep on Loid’s chest. ‘Ugh a little exhausting but fun’. “Hey anya?” Loid called but stopped because he had realized that she was fast asleep.

‘I mean who wouldn’t be when they’ve been tickled to death’.

Loid looked over at his laptop debating whether or not he should finish that essay. ‘Eh I’ll finish tomorrow I should probably to go to sleep aswell’ was Loid’s last before dozing off.

Yor came out of her room thinking it was Franky and loid goofing around again. But she seen loid and anya sleep together on the sofa she assumed loid was over working and anya just came out here and laid on his chest and fell asleep.

Yor went to a closet to grab a blanket for them. As she covered them up she seen his laptop open with an essay he had to write to the Desmond’s. ‘Maybe I should type that for him as a repayment for him helping me out.

After typing the essay she didn’t realize how late it was ‘ITS 1:53 jeez I didn’t expect it to be this late’ she got up as she instantly sat back down looking at a bright screen late at night in a dark room then trying to get up right after not the best thing.

Yor really wanted to go to sleep her two options were to drunkly walk back to her room and possibly end up sleeping on the floor or just sleep on the sofa with Loid and anya

‘ughhhhh whyyyyyy I’ll just- ugh’ Yor began to spaz out loid looked up at her “if your too tired to walk back to your room you can sleep out here” loid gently insisted as he pulled her head to his chest. “A-alright!” Yor deeply blushed. “Thank for typing that paper for me too”.

“Mama and papa are flirting~” Anya whispers.

“No we are not!”

[helloitsghost]

This is what happens when I’m sick🌚

Ya dude sick with Covid and it sucks booty but ay

I gets more times to draw and do this >:D

@danibby this one’s for u😎😎😎😎

Hope I like it twas a lot of fun drawing these two :DDD

Now me go suffer with Covid now👩‍🦯