#ticklish!aster

[nucanitickles]

Aster Gets Got Drabble + Headcanons

"Master!" A cheerful Aster slammed open the doors to Eiden's new room, the man in question blearily blinking his eyes while the vampire beelined for his bed.

He groaned, sinking into the pillows beneath him and trying to ignore the chatter coming from above him, but it was of no use. Aster pestered the man, chiding him about being lazy when they had work to do.

He was so much more fun the other night, when he and Morvay were...

Eiden shook his head a little, before rolling onto his back and looking at the canopy above him. Aster seemed to take this as he was waking up, and started talking about 'regulating the altars', whatever THAT meant (Eiden would have to get an explanation about that later), before nagging at him to get dressed and eat so they could head out.

God, if Eiden could just get another few minutes to clear his head and think straight (ha! straight) this would be much easier!

Although...

He eyed up the man next to him, who had long since clambered up onto the bed to shake him relentlessly. Quick as a bullet, his arm shot out and grabbed Aster's little body, rolling over so he was the little spoon and effectively trapped in Eiden's arms.

Aster yelped, before giggling lightly. "Ahh, master wants to cuddle? I'm afraid we don't have time today, but EEK!"

Aster squeaked as Eiden's fingers poked at his stomach, lightly dancing and prodding at all the usual places that are ticklish on people.

"Too tired," Eiden mumbled as Aster giggled madly, trying futilely to push his hands away. The playful grin could be heard in his voice though, even through layers of sleepiness. "Five more minutes..."

"B-but, Master!" The vampire squealed as Eiden's fingers dug fully into his tummy, bursting into shrieking laughter and kicking his legs helplessly. He could hear Eiden's sleepy chuckles from behind him, and when his hands started wandering, creeping down towards his thighs, he caved.

"Ok! Ok! Master can sleep more!!" He yelped, and Eiden smiled, immediately returning to just cuddling the vampire's smaller body.

"Thank you~" He sing-songed, burying his face into Aster's hair and closing his eyes. " 'ppreciate it..."

The vampire just sighed, settling in his arms and closing his eyes. Maybe just another 5 minutes wouldn't hurt...

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🩷 To me Aster is a ler. Despite him being v small and v tickleable, he's too cocky and too powerful to be a full lee. He likes to have people giggling and writhing beneath him.

🩷 Has absolutely attacked Morvay in punishment, I mean come on.

🩷 I'd imagine he's not the most ticklish, but decently so. Probably have weak spots of thighs and knees, but he can hide it really well.

🩷 Has perfectly manicured nails for peak tickle-ability.

🩷 A demonic ler. Quite literally one of the most scary ones. He's very creative with tickle punishments and will require a safeword. He's a bit of a problem ngl so make sure you've got someone to keep him in line. He also teases in a very cute voice, baby-talking but his words are scathing so it's very condescending. Hit or miss with lees.

🩷 If you do manage to get him expect revenge tickles.

[sorcerous-caress]

Putting makeup on them

[ Bg3, fluff, several characters ] [inspired by this ]

Minthara

You straddled her waist as you held the makeup brush. Minthara's laying figure below you remained stoic even as she closed her eyes delicately when you started applying the eyeshadow.

A peaceful silence fell between the two of you. Time fading with each gentle stroke against her skin. Her stressful life and age showed in the subtle wrinkles around her eyes and mouth, you paid no mind to conceal them.

Instead, you focused on her eyes and thin lips. Picking the right colours to complement her violet skintone and grey hair.

When you finished, she made no move to remove you from on top of her, nor did she offer the mirror you handed her more than a mere glance before focusing back on you.

"You did well." Her freshly painted lips said, gloss still shining on them.

Gale

Deep brown eyes looked up at you from where his head laid on your lap, puppylike and lovestruck as he smiled.

"I can't say I had personal experience in this field, but you'd be pleased to find me a most pleasant student." His smile slowly grew into a huge grin as you applied a cream to his face with your fingers, rubbing it into his skin with care.

"Is that what your professors told you? A pleasure to have in class?" You replied, picking up the brush and applying the perfect blue to compliment his eyes, "close your eyes for me."

"Well, no." He closed them, "in the most generous of cases, I was and as they described, a menace."

You chuckled as you tried to keep your hand study with all of his squirming, "I'm starting to agree with them." Maybe he found the sensation ticklish.

Dammon

You cupped his jaw in your hand, tilting his chin up as you leaned in closer. His throat moved as he swallowed, hands fidgeting with the hem of his appron.

"We're almost done, I'm just adding the final touches." You said as you readjusted the brush between your fingers.

He attempted to nod before hesitating and deciding against it to not mess up your work.

The most lovely of blushes adorned his sharp cheekbones as you finished applying it, leaning back and admiring your work.

Dammon seemed more at ease now, as he saw the pride in your eyes at your effort, something he was very familiar with.

Picking up your hand that did all the work, He held it gently in his own as he gave it a small kiss.

The Emperor

You weren't sure where to begin, or even if makeup is safe for mindflayer skin. Tentacles floated and twisted in the air around your form, as if ready to envelope you. Their tips would occasionally brush and trail along your figure, although The Emperor made no effort to acknowledge them.

"I'm waiting." His voice echoed in your mind.

You decide to go with a kid safe makeup kit. If it's safe enough for kids to eat, then it's safe enough for mindflayers... you hoped.

In a strange way, he did make the edible glittery highlights work for him. You thought as you admired your work.

Only when you went to grab the small mirror from your pouch, did you notice that the tentacles have successfully entangled themselves around you while you were too focused to notice.

The Emperor kept pretending that nothing unusual was happening.

You handed him the mirror, and he picked the small thing with his hand as he took a look.

"Now that I've indulged you more than enough, I need you to focus on your mission." Was the last mental message you got before you were unceremoniously kicked out of the Asteral plane.

Gortash

Servants scuttered around the ceremonial hall, carrying food trays and putting the last touches on the decorations.

Gortash sat on his throne in the middle of the commotion, fully dresses in his best of robes, with each silver line and accessory shined just enough to almost resemble a mirror.

You stood in front of him, between his knees, parted to give you the space to get closer. Brush in one hand and your makeup pallet on the other.

If you recall correctly, you did finish helping him with the makeup an hour ago. But apparently, some incident happened that caused him to require your assistance again, and immediately, as the servant who came to fetsh you claimed.

Gortash looked up at you with half lidded eyes, a grin on his lips as you took in his perfect face of makeup.

There wasn't much for you to do, really, the makeup was the same as when you finished an hour ago. So you just stood there while pretending to do something as you brushed away at his skin with an empty brush, occasionally adding the most subtle of powders.

Eventually, it had to end when a servant informed both of you that the guests should be arriving soon.

"Be a dear for me and stay close during the coronation. Who knows when I might just need your expertise again."

Mayrina

"It's been so long, I haven't done this since..." her words trailed off as her lips quivered, "Connor's funeral."

You gently wiped the tear stained black makeup from around her eyes. She held on to your shoulders as you cleaned her face.

Her eyelashes fluttered when you applied mascara to them, her fingers holding onto you as if to anchor herself.

"You shouldn't have...I might just cry and ruin it." She looked away from you with shame brewing in her throat.

"Then I'll just wipe it, and we will start over again," you reassured her, "as many times as you need."

Tears threatened to spill from her glossy eyes as she gave a small smile, carefully wiping away the tears she took a deep breath as she faced you again.

"No, no, I won't. I can be strong, like you." She gave your shoulders a squeeze.

Cazador

Candlelight illuminated the room to make up for the tightly closed curtains. You wondered how anyone is able to tell night from day in this palace.

Your fingers were shaking, you took a deep breath to steady them.

Blood red eyes followed your every movement.

Clearing your throat, you presented the pallet of colours to him. "Which one would you prefer?...Sir."

His lips curled in a mock smile, fangs just peaking through for a split second.

"Black."

He always chose black, yet you always asked.

You worked quickly and efficiently. Your purpose was to give some life to his undead skin and conceal anything that might cause suspicion.

Maybe he was waiting for you to slip, you thought as you applied the subtle black liner. Maybe he's waiting for the day you forget to ask beforehand.

You almost shudder at the thought of what he might do that day.

Karlach

She is trying to kill you, you thought, she definitely is doing it on purpose.

"I said I'm sorry, come on," her arms wrapped around you, attempting to soften you up with a hug, "please?"

You weren't buying it at all.

Each single time you'd finish applying her lipstick, she'd lean forward and drown you in kisses. All over your face, your neck and hell even your ears.

The first time was endearing, and the second time was a bit much, but 5 times in a row? You'd be a fool if you fell for that obvious trap again.

"Can you blame you? How could I possibly resist." She whined as she buried her face in your neck, "You're just so focused when you do it, and I get this urge..."

She continues, "you know, sometimes I just can't believe it, the fact I can touch you and kiss you and hug you, I haven't even felt a single touch in so long and suddenly I'm free from that damn engine to do everything I've longed for and more."

...

God dammit karlach.

With a sigh, you tell her fine, you'll do it again.

Maybe you really are a fool, but who wouldn't be after seeing that genuine smile of happiness on her face. You'd be the biggest fool in all of faerun if it meant keeping her happy.

Shadowheart

"What, like a doll? Are you sure you won't ask to dress me up next?" She gives a teasing smile as she sits next to you on the couch, looking over your side of makeup equipments and scattered brushes.

"You say that like you don't like the idea." You tease back as you get closer to her, one leg resting on her lap.

"Hmm, maybe I do. What are you going to do about it?" She lets you brush her hair behind her ears, using clips to keep it in place as you get a clear view of her full face.

"I'll let you pick mine if i get to pick yours."

That catches her interest, "You'll just hand me the power of putting you in anything I want... you do know how to persuade someone."

As you start applying her makeup, you feel her relax with your touches. Her skin is very soft against your fingers.

You take your time, making sure to pick something that suits her personal style. As enticing as the thought of going on with a full hot pink on her, you know there will be consequences later. She doesn't forgive nor forget.

After painting her lips, you hand her a mirror. She observes her reflection with a surprised expression.

"I knew you were good at this, I just didn't expect...wow" her eyes are mostly focused on the reflection of her lips.

With a smug experience, you ask if it her highness the princess has any complaints.

"Yeah....just one thought." She puts the mirror down as she leans closer, holding your thigh on her lap so you don't move away.

Pressing her lips onto yours, she kisses you with passion, making you chase after her as she pulls away.

"This colour looks much better on you."

[frost-queen]

Tempting fate / Prelude (Young!Reader x Young!Colin Bridgerton)

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Summary: Before Colin & Y/n Bridgerton there was just Colin Bridgerton and Y/n Featherington. Two young children. When the Featheringtons come to move across from the Bridgerton's it blooms up a relationship between households. Already seeing signs of your sisters interest in Colin, you give her some help... helping fate to drift away. [series]

A carriage stopped in front of the house. Immediately catching the attention of a curious boy sitting by the window. His two other brothers playing chase with their father. Edmund nearly caught Benedict as he laughed loud. Anthony taunting him to catch him. Edmund turned to look at his wife with a heavy sigh. Violet who is with child, chuckled back at him. Anthony ran up to Edmund, bumping hard against him. Edmund called it out, pretending to fall down from Anthony’s hard push.

Laying on the ground joined Benedict his brother to tickle the life out of their father. – “Mercy… mercy…. Give me mercy…” – Edmund breathed out, squirming from their ticklish hands. – “Colin… give your father a hand. Release me from this torment.” – he called out, holding Benedict in a tight grip so he couldn’t tickle him anymore. Colin didn’t seem to hear his father, staring out of the window. Edmund sat up, Benedict falling onto his lap as Anthony attacked him from behind. Wrapping his arms around his throat for a big hug.

“Colin?” – Edmund repeated for his attention. Violet and Edmund shared a quick glance. Pulling his children off him, he got up. Nearing his youngest son. Edmund ruffled his hand through Colin’s hair as it made him move his head to the side. – “Anything new?” – Edmund asked coming to sit beside him. Little Colin pressed his finger against the glass to point. Edmund who was still catching his breath, looked over. Seeing the carriage as well. Two little girls chasing each other as the other two were more composed.

Standing by their mother as they were younger in age. – “Are they going to live there?” – Colin asked looking up to his father. Edmund who had placed his hand on Colin’s back, smiled.  – “I believe they are.” – he answered. – “Let me see!” – Benedict called out running up to the window. Moving his brother Colin out of the way to look. Even Anthony came to look. Upon seeing the four girls, he pulled up his nose. – “Urgh girls.” – he said with crossed arms. It made Edmund laugh loud, ruffling his hand though his son’s hair.

Anthony was at that age where girls were stupid. – “We should say our greetings.” – Benedict called out already ready to spurt out of the drawing room if his father hadn’t grabbed him. – “Let’s allow them to settle in first before we barge in.” – he said with a chuckle. Anthony nudged Colin to follow him. Colin removed himself from the window to follow his brother. He couldn’t help but glance over his shoulder, just to see them enter the house. With a relieved breath, he forgot about it. Chasing after his brother in excitement.

Violet got up with the help of her husband as they left the drawing room. – “Boys!” – Edmund called out as his three sons ran into the hallway. Nearly bumping over one of the maids who withheld a scream of fright. The three of them cared little, only having eyes for their game of chase. Colin trying his very best to keep up with his brothers, who were older in age. He was only seven. One of the maids came downstairs with a freshly bathed Daphne, handing her over to Violet.

Across the street from the Bridgerton household came to live another household. The Featheringtons. Portia and Archibald stood proudly in the hallway, admiring their new home. – “I choose first!” – Prudence called out giving Phillipa a shove. Phillipa looked stunned back at her sister. – “No I!” – she called out chasing after her sister. Both rushing up the stair to have a picking at their rooms. – “Girls!” – Portia called out loud as Archibald soothed her that it was alright.

Penelope stood close to father, holding his hand. You approached her holding your hand out. – “Do you want to look around?” – you asked your younger sister. Penelope placed her hand in yours as you led her away from father. Gently guiding her to the stairway to reach the top. Upstairs were Phillipa and Prudence running from one room to the other, wanting to see them all. – “This one is mine!” – you heard Prudence shout from inside a room. Phillipa running across, disappearing into the room. – “No mine!” – you heard her shout back.

Shaking your head, you kept holding your little sister’s hand. You opened the first door, walking into a grand room. – “Do you like this room Penelope?” – you asked allowing her to have first choice. Penelope let go of your hand, running around the room. – “It can be yours if you like?” – you told her. – “May I?” – Penelope asked as she had run over to the windowsill. Trying to climb up to it. You walked over, helping her up. Nodding with a hum. Penelope gazed out of the window. Looking at the people down below. Seeing the excitement of outside. – “And you?” – she asked turning back to you. You shrugged your shoulders a bit. – “I’ll take another room.” – you finished, leaving the room.

Walking the upper corridor. You peeked inside a room, suddenly startled when Phillipa appeared in the entrance. – “This is mine!” – she called out, making it clear. Nodding, you continued on. You didn’t even have to admire the third room as Prudence made it clear this was hers. So you went on, going all the way to the other side of the corridor. The door opened creakingly as you peaked inside. A bit disappointed, you were greeting with a common room. Nothing like your sister’s rooms. No windowsill to sit upon and no amazing views of the streets. Sighing softly, you entered, closing the door behind you. For this was your room now.

Prudence nudged Phillipa hard because she was standing too close to her. – “Au what was that for!” – Phillipa cried out. – “You are breathing too close to me.” – Prudence responded with crossed arms. – “Well do you want me to stop breathing?” – Phillipa replied innocently. – “Yes.” – Prudence spoke firm. Phillipa took a deep breath before covering up her mouth with her hand. – “Oh for Goodness sake.” – Portia called out whilst laying the yellow scarf over Penelope’s shoulders. – “Girls stop pestering each other.” – Portia said with a glare.

Phillipa shook her head, still holding her breath. You pulled her hand down. – “Breath!” – you shouted acting more mature than them. Normally your sisters who were older in age should be responsible, yet they were not. Phillipa gasped loud as it made Portia roll her eyes. – “Are you even going to say something?” – Portia moved her hands to her hips, turning to her husband. Archibald only shrugged his shoulders to Portia’s annoyance. Penelope gasped loud when a gush of wind blew her scarf away. – “My scarf!” – she shouted loud, running after it.

“Penelope!” – Portia screamed in terror as her daughter simply crossed the street without looking. With fright and horror she nearly saw a carriage run over her daughter. You ran to the edge of the street, looking both ways before going after her. The yellow scarf had a mind of it’s own. Floating through the air, right across the street where it fell. Blinding a young boy. The scarf hit the boy in the face so abruptly he fell down. Dropping into a puddle of last night’s rain fall.

Groaning annoyed, he felt his cloths were wet. Pulling the scarf down with force. His bothered expression settled for surprise when he saw the red-haired girl hover over him. She gasped loud, moving her hands to her mouth. – “Penelope!” – she heard loud behind her. The boy looking past her to see another red-hair run over. Penelope got spun around, grabbed by your hands with force. – “Are you alright?” – you breathed out scanning her eyes for any discomfort.

“I believe this is yours.” – you heard another voice speak. A boy’s voice. It made you push your sister a bit aside to see the boy still sit down in a puddle. Gasping loud, you grabbed his wrist instead of the scarf he was presenting up to you. Pulling him up, out of the puddle. – “I am terribly sorry.” – you said feeling ashamed, curtsying to him. The boy chuckled sheepishly. – “It is alright. I don’t think I’ll catch a cold from this.” – he joked out, making you widen your eyes. “I am just making fun.” – he answered upon seeing the shock in your eyes. – “You… you are the family that came to live across, isn’t it?” – he asked curiously. You hummed loud, looking briefly over your shoulder. The little boy cleared his throat, brushing his hands down his vest.

“I am Colin Bridgerton.” – he introduced himself with a bow. It made you giggle. – “Y/n Featherington.” – you responded, taking the sides of your skirt, pulling them open for a curtsy. Penelope moved closer making Colin break the eye contact with you. – “Penelope Featherington.” – she introduced herself with a curtsy, yet she lost her balance. Colin swept in to catch her before she would tumble down. Penelope smiled shyly up to him as he helped her feet find steady ground.

You were looking at your sister, seeing how bashful she was. From across the street was Portia calling for you. – “We must get back… it was nice meeting you Colin.” – you told him, tugging at your sister’s sleeve to come. Colin moved closer to Penelope, holding the scarf out to her. – “Don’t lose it.” – he said to her. Penelope’s cheeks flushed. – “I won’t.” – she replied taking the scarf from him. Clutching it to her chest, she followed you safely back across the street.

“Good heavens Colin!” – Edmund called out appearing in sight. Colin turned round to his father with a sheepish smile. – “What happened to your clothing?” – he asked taking Colin by the hand to lead him back inside for a change of clothing. – “I met the Featheringtons.” – Colin told his father. – “Who?” – Edmund questioned going up the steps. Colin stopped to point behind him. Edmund looking as well. His eyes falling on the people across. – “I see.” – he said with a warm smile.

Upon Colin’s persistent insisting came the Bridgerton’s to visit the Featheringtons. The weather was nice so Portia leaded her guests to the garden. Archibald and Edmund stood up, discussing politics and other matters while their wives sat down for a cup of tea. Anthony pulled Daphne a bit closer to him with fright in his eyes when Prudence and Phillipa came running over like a whirlwind. A storm of force that could easily knock his little sister over.

“Let’s play!” – Prudence breathed out, already sweating from chasing her sister across the garden. – “No thank you.” – Anthony responded finding them too childish to even be around. As the oldest around, he tugged on his sister’s hand to guide her away from them. Prudence then looked over to Benedict, who gulped loud. She grinned wide as she had found her next target. – “Please no…” – Benedict yelped out before Prudence got in motion. Leading to Benedict to call it out, taking a run for it.

Phillipa who always followed her sister came joining in. Shouting loud to catch Benedict. Anthony went to sit down on the blanket with Daphne. Penelope stood beside you as your eyes fell upon Colin approaching. He seemed nervously, rubbing his hands a bit together. – “Do… do you want to play together?” – Colin asked looking over at you. You stared back at him before looking down at your sister. Seeing the gleam in her eyes that she looked up to him.

Giving your sister a gentle shove, you presented her to Colin. – “Penelope would love to play with you.” – you told him. Colin furrowed his brows a bit, scratching the back of his head. – “I… I meant… what about you?” – he said changing the tone of his sentence midway as he didn’t want to sound rude to Penelope. – “Oh…” – you said caught by surprise. – “I…I’m not feeling so well.”  - you lied, not sure why you lied. Colin nodded uncertain as you pushed Penelope more to the front. Colin motioned to her to follow him. Penelope came walking beside him as they walked off.

Exhaling soft, you watched them go. Lowering your gaze till you went to sit with Anthony and Daphne. Giving her a few toys as you watched from across Colin and Penelope sit underneath a tree. Talking to each other and laughing. Your two other sisters were still chasing Benedict as he was running out of breath. Your sisters were brutal on that matter. Your eyes widened when Benedict had crawled into a tree just to escape your sisters.

They were jumping up and down trying to catch his leg. Yelling at him to stop being so lame and get out of the tree. It made you stand up, Anthony watching you closely. – “Leave him alone!” – you shouted from across the garden. Both your sisters stopped to look back at you. One firm point to the side was enough for your sisters to leave the tree alone. Anthony giving you a proud nod at how civil you were, unlike your sisters.

You ran over to the tree where Benedict had crawled in. Helping him down with guidance of your words and setting his feet right. He dropped down the last few heights, brushing his hands off. – “Thank you Y/n.” – he said giving your head a pat. – “I am forever in your depts.” – he finished making you laugh loud. Your laughing caught Colin’s attention making him look. A bit bothered he couldn’t help but express it. Prudence and Phillipa came running over as Benedict took you by the arm, pulling you in front of him. – “Please help.” – he begged, hiding behind you even though he was much taller than you.

“Y/n will you join our game of tag?” – Phillipa asked. – “Benedict is the sore loser.” – Prudence laughed out. – “Perhaps a more calmer game?” – you suggested with a sweet smile. – “How about cards?” – you looked over your shoulder, up to Benedict. – “Can you play cards?” – you asked. Benedict nodded, still holding your arm tight in case your sisters decide to torment him again. – “Let’s play cards then.” – you settled for coming in motion. Benedict followed you closely, looking back at your sisters. Prudence purred her lip at him in annoyance just to taunt him.

It made him yelp moving closer to you. The four of you sat down playing cards in the grass. Your attention got drawn to Penelope and Colin. They were returning to the house. Walking side by side as they seemed already familiar with each other. Your sister feeling comfortable enough in his presence to not be so shy anymore. It made you smile. They walked past as Colin’s gaze met up with yours. Making your smile drop and look away.

They walked on joining your mothers for refreshments. Prudence tapped your knee, to let you know it was your turn. You quickly placed a card down, attention back drawn to Colin and Penelope. They were chatting as he had a smile on his lips. They neared as you buried your face behind your cards. – “Can we join?” – Colin asked, looking over at you. You don’t know why you said it, but it slipped out of your mouth. – “Penelope doesn’t like card games. She prefers stories.”

“Oh.” – Colin replied curious, looking down at Penelope. She nodded shyly. – “Can… can you tell me a story Colin?” – she asked touching his arm. Colin scratched the back of his head, glancing your way. Waiting for you to return his gaze, but you didn’t. – “Sure… I can tell you a story.” – he answered as Penelope took his hand, pulling him away from the card game. Lowering your cards, you watched them sit further away with Anthony and Daphne. Exhaling deep, you weren’t sure why were feeling suddenly so down. It was great for Penelope to crawl out of her shell and amazing for Colin to take interest in her.

Ignoring them with a heavy heart, you continued the game of cards. Benedict won fair and square as it was time to say goodbye’s. All of you stood in front of the house to say your farewells. You had greeted almost everyone as Colin came standing in front of you. – “Have you said goodbye to Penelope yet?” – you asked catching him by surprise. – “Oh… I…I have.” – he answered. – “Well goodbye then.” – you held your hand out for him to shake. Colin stared confused at your hand, before shaking it.

“Goodbye Y/n.” – he said before moving on to the next person. Prudence barked at Benedict who jumped back out of fright. Prudence laughed loud at how easily she could taunt him. It made you shoot a glare at your sister. The Bridgerton’s took their leave as you waited till they had entered their home. From then on interacted the two households more with each other. Each time Colin would greet you first till one day he didn’t.

You stood by your sisters watching Colin run across. You smiled upon seeing him, ready to greet him when he wasn’t looking at you. – “Penelope!” – he called out making you look at your sister. She was smiling beyond herself. He came standing before her, taking her hands in his. – “I have finished another story for you.” – he spoke as he only seemed to have eyes for you. Your smile faltered as it stung seeing him get closer to your sister each day. Penelope giggled, taking his hand as she dragged him inside. You turned round to watch them go up the steps to the house.

Staring saddened back at them. By the door looked Colin over his shoulder to you, seeing the lost expression on you before he got pulled inside by your sister. Lowering your gaze, you should be pleased. After all it was you who pushed Colin towards Penelope just because you saw how smitten your younger sister was with him. You wanted her to be happy, to have friends and now she has… at the cost of your own. For you would just have to bury your excitement for Colin Bridgerton.

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[moonchildstyles]

imagining y/n waking up before aster harry one day and silently watching him sleep beside her before she leans in and places a gentle kiss on each of his closed eyelids and harry slowly begins to awake with a sleepy grin on his face. he'd peek one eye open slowly and say "what'er you doing up so early angel?" watching me sleep?" and she'd get shy and be like "yeah, you're cute when you sleep." then harry would attack her with a big hug and multiple kisses to her face all over and y/n would be giggling from it being ticklish. just a sweet morning concept. 💞

I can def def def see this happening on one of those few times that she wakes up before him just taking advantage of the moment of getting to see him before he wakes up just the same way he does for her :( love love love :(

[lovelynim]

i was debating if i should desecrate your temple with my dirty thoughts, but in the end i'm here foaming at the mouth. so... you know me. karu. every time i watched intimacy rooms with this pup i couldn't get rid of the desire to see him getting what he wants finally. he tried to tickle eiden once, but couldn't find the proper place and failed. what if after all the endless teasing and hurting his pride he finally managed... to punish eiden? 👀 after all he's still very ticklish

i wouldn't even mind it to be spicy, but it's up to you to decide. and of course feel free to turn it down if you don't feel like writing it!

How to tame a human

Nu: Carnival - Eiden x Karu

[500 Followers Milestone Event - "Punishment"]

A/N: Okay, first things first: it was such a pain to find an actual art with Karu in it because it is ALWAYS GARU!! cahem, anyway, I had a blast writing this and I accidently made it a liiiittle longer than it should be, hope you don't mind ~

Summary: After failing to control his human (again), Karu asks Kuya for advice and try to learn a way to do it properly

Word count: 1663 words

Across Aster’s mansion's hallway, the young wolf pup ran as fast as he could. Cheeks flustered, slightly wet eyes, Karu passed by each servant he met on his way as fast as he could, after all, he couldn’t let them see the mighty Karu in such a state. In that whole damned house, there was only one person that the young yokai wanted to meet.

“Master Kuya!!” He shouted, bursting the door that led to the gardens open. A pinch of relief struck his heart when he saw the old fox looking at him and, wasting not a single second, he ran to him, throwing himself at his arms. “Master Kuya, I found youuu…” Karu cried out quietly, burying his face into the yokai’s chest.

Trying to understand the whole fuss, the old fox simply looked down, still trying to figure the other out. “What has gotten to you, wolf pup?” Kuya sighed, hesitantly placing his hand on Karu’s shoulder, patting him. He had gone to the gardens to have some time by himself, but guess even he couldn’t properly hide his scent from Karu with so little effort. Guess this is where his rest time ended. “What are you crying about, hm?”

“Y-your plan, master Kuya,” Karu said, lifting his head to look up to Kuya as he tugged on the older yokai’s clothes, “it didn’t work! The human even made fun of me!!”

With an unamused - and slightly confused - look, Kuya tried to recall what the other could be ranting about. Plan? That had something to do with Eiden? How was he supposed to remember something so specific with such a vague description?

“And exactly what part of it didn’t work, wolf pup?” Kuya said calmly, placing the kiseru he was smoking down on a nearby table and gently lifting Karu’s face from his chest - he didn’t want to risk getting his clothes wet or anything, after all.

Sobbing quietly and slowly recovering himself from the disappointment he just suffered, Karu’s eyes still shined as the droplets hung on his lashes. “I-I tried to surprise him with a sneak attack - just like you said, master Kuya!”

“I assume it didn’t work, then?”

“Y-yeah! I tried to tickle him, but it didn’t work! Not at all!” Karu cried out, frustrated as he remember Eiden’s face and how easily that damned human turned the tables against him. The wolf yokai pressed his eyes shut, shaking his head before looking up to Kuya again, “I need your help again, master Kuya!”

Kuya scoffed as he let out a small chuckle, shaking his head. “I figured what went wrong, wolf pup,” he mused, raising a finger between him and Karu, pointing to him, “your skills are lacking efficiency.”

“W-what?”

“You see, your technique is still awfully dull and humans, especially someone like young master, are complex beings, full of surprises. You need to improve in order to tame him, wolf pup.”

Karu listened to Kuya’s explanation in awe, feeling the wiseness behind each word. It all made so much sense, of course Kuya’s plan wouldn’t have such a flaw - his master only didn’t consider his skill level. 

“A-and how do I improve it, master Kuya?”

“Listen carefully, wolf pup,” Kuya grinned, leaned his head a little forward before he began to whisper his new instructions into Karu’s ear, giving the young yokai important details that he might have missed along his first try: how to properly apply pressure against the skin, different finger movements he should try and even how to properly wrestle his human without the aid of magic.

By the time Kuya was done talking, Karu looked like he had reached some kind of enlightenment, sparking up with joy and excitement to try the new plan out. 

“Thanks, master Kuya!” The young yokai said as he walked away, waving back to the fox as he got inside the house. Kuya grinned - a devious, evil smile - as Karu turned his back to him. Picking up the kiseru again to resume smoking it, the fox chuckled. “I wonder how amusing the young master’s reactions will be, huhuh…”

Back inside the mansion, Karu wasted no time in relying on his sense of smell to track down his target. Taking him nothing more than a couple of sniffs to determine the direction where Eiden’s scent was coming from.

Unsuspecting the income danger, the grand sorcerer was peacefully spending his time inside the library of the mansion, trying to finish another book without Olivine’s aid. 

As the sounds of steps coming from outside got louder, Eiden turned his head over his shoulder, wondering what that fuss was about.

“Is everything alrig-”

“Human!” Karu shouted as he slammed the door open, grinning cockly as he spotted his prey.

“K-Karu?!” He gasped, letting out an embarrassing shriek after getting scared by the wolf pup like that. “A-ah, you scared me, I thought something was happ-”

“Shut it, human!” He demanded, furrowing his brows while staring at Eiden, “did you really think you could humiliate me like that and I would leave it like that?! I’ve come for my revenge, prepare yourself!”

“...what?” Eiden blinked a few times, a bit too stunned to understand what Karu was ranting about this time. “Humiliate you? But I- oh, you mean tickling you back?”

A faint red hue spread across Karu’s face as the grand sorcerer finished talking. The disrespect… How dare he?! Done with waiting to strike, the yokai ran and tackled Eiden down to the library ground, using him to ease the fall. Straddling the human’s waist, Karu looked down to his face, getting even angrier when he sensed that there was no fear or resistance coming from Eiden.

“Y-you know, there was no need to pounce on me like that,” the grand sorcerer said, still feeling his ass sore after falling on his butt like that. However, seeing Karu so excited and eager to get his revenge, Eiden couldn’t help but to play along. After all, how bad could it be? “I mean, ahm, oh, you got me!”

Karu grinned, not even allowing him to state his last words. “It’s time to punish you for disrespecting the mighty Karu, human,” latching his hands onto Eiden’s sides, he remembered the instructions of his master, putting his best efforts to bring it to practice.

As soon as his nimble fingers started to tweak and prod at Eiden’s side, the grand sorcerer felt the corner of his lips twitch. ‘Wait, there is something off,’ he thought, trying his best to play along as, much to his surprise, Karu’s moves actually felt ticklish this time.

“K-Kaharu, what ahare- pfft- hehey! Wahahait!” As the first giggles broke through his lips, it became almost impossible to hold back his reactions any longer. Eiden was caught off guard by how bad it became, what did he do? Where did he even learn to… tickle like that?”

“That’s what you get for underestimating me, human!” Karu continued, easily evading and passing through Eiden’s attempts to stop his fingers, continued to tickle his sides and lower ribs, covering the sensitive spots with poke after poke, reducing the grand sorcerer to a mess of laughter.

The wolf pup’s tail wagged in excitement as the tickling went on and on, enjoying the feeling of finally having enough “power” to subdue that untamed human. On the other hand, however, Eiden was fighting for his life as those devious claws found their way to his ribs. No matter how hard he tugged on Karu’s wrists or pressed his arms against his body, the yokai’s hands would find their way through his defenses and strike his sensitive spots again.

“T-thahAHat’s e-enohohough, K-KahAHaru!! StahahAhap!” The grand sorcerer cried out, kicking his legs behind the wolf pup as he thrash in a fit of laughter.

But Karu was way too excited to stop. No, he wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip through his fingers like this, not at all! He remembered how much he needed to beg- I mean, ask for Eiden to stop tickling him before - and now he wanted him to stop like that?!

Letting out a cocky chuckle, Karu quickly moved his hands up, shoving them underneath Eiden’s arms and making the grand sorcerer let out an embarrassing loud squeal. “In your dreams, human! This is what you get for provoking the mighty Karu, hahah!!”

“O-okahAHAHAY!! AHahAHa- I-i’m sohOHORRY, K-KARU!! AHAhah, q-quihihihit it!!” The laughter kept breaking through and interrupting his words over and over. This was nothing like Karu’s previous attempts to tickle him. The clumsy, uncoordinated movements from before had evolved into merciless, well-aimed attacks that were driving him up the walls!

The grand sorcerer wasn’t sure what happened, but he needed to figure it out as soon as possible or the yokai would actually tickle him to death. “E-enoHOHOUGH! AhahAHAH, I-I’ll d-do ahAHANYTHING!! J-Juhuhust stop!”

“Submit to the mighty Karu and I might show you some mercy, human!” Karu said, speaking louder than he usually did, just to make sure he would be heard through Eiden’s laughter. “Or suffer! Heheh…”

“F-FIHIHINE!! Juhuhust stahHAhap!!” Eiden uttered with the last bits of his strength. As Karu finally moved his hands away, the grand sorcerer let out a huge gasp, finally able to try to catch up his breath. “A-aha… t-thank you, I thought I was a… a goner, ahh…”

“It worked, it really worked!” Karu cheered, quickly springing up back to his feet. He looked at his own hands, wiggling his fingers as if some kind of power was flowing through his limbs. He then pointed back at Eiden, smiling as confidently as ever, “now, you have to obey all my orders, human!”

“S-sure… just give me a moment,” Eiden muttered, sighing as he used his elbows to support his body. Whatever happened, he thought, it should be better to play along for a while - after all, sooner or later, he knew he would have his chance to strike the “mighty” Karu back…

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Could I please get a bg3 matchup for my Tav?

Aster is a wood elf wild magic sorcerer. Bi with a slight preference for women but she's muscles then gender but not a deal breaker. She/They, super fem. About 5'5" with a slim frame that makes it surprising that she has a 13 in strength. She has curly chestnut hair and bright green eyes and is covered in freckles.

A lot of her personality is swayed by being a sorcerer, leading her to be a bit arrogant and full of herself. Despite being overly confident in her abilities, she'll run away or avoid problems she doesn't think she can handle. She's self-centered, impulsive, shortsighted, wants to be a hero to show off. She cares deeply for the people around her and would try to move the world for them. She's genuine and open. She's moved easily by people's personal stories and her morals can be pretty flexible.

Aster loved to go shopping and trying new things. Growing up pretty sheltered, she wants to try everything the world has to offer. She tends to jump hobbies. Painting one day then learned wood working the next then moving on.

thank you for your time!

A/N: For Aster, because you specified she was bisexual with a preference for women, I went ahead and picked one result of each gender. For Aster, I’m thinking… Karlach (Female) and Astarion (Male)!

🔥 Karlach would be the best matchup for Aster! They both want to try new things and experience all the world has to offer!  

It’s a good thing Karlach is around when Aster is being arrogant and full of herself because if Aster ever bites off more than she can chew, she has her big strong Barbarian girlfriend to defend her. The two of them make a powerful duo, both of them being pretty damn strong, and with Aster’s wild magic sorcery, there are very few foes they can’t beat. 

Karlach loves Aster’s curly chestnut hair and especially her bright green eyes! Karlach thinks they look like emeralds, shining in the sunlight. She loves how Aster’s eyes look next to Karlach’s very red skin. And Karlch’s more butch appearance counters Aster’s rather fem one.

The other good thing about Karlach is that she’s very grounded and won’t allow Aster to pick fights and then just run away. If Aster’s gonna pick a fight, she better be ready to commit to it, because Karlach’s very ride or die lol. 

Both she and Karlach care so much for the ones they love, so much that it hurts sometimes. They would sacrifice anything for the other, yet because both parties reciprocate that love, they’d never ask each other to. They are so genuinely in love with each other, that it makes the other companions roll their eyes to see their sweet antics sometimes. 

Karlach was also naive when she was younger but after what happened with Gortash, she knows better now, and she’ll use her intuition to sniff out anyone who has less than honorable intentions towards Aster. 

Karlach will try any hobby Aster has to offer, be it painting, woodworking, singing, embroidery- you name it, and Karlach will try it! It’s just that Aster shouldn’t be too surprised if Karlach’s final product is… a little rougher, and um…. singed around the edges. 

🩸 Astarion would also be a good match for Aster! He’s very attracted to power, so naturally Aster being a wild magic sorcerer appeals greatly to him. Astarion’s also very happy to have such a physically attractive partner. Aster’s thin build and feminine appearance next to his equally slim and effeminate look make them like this otherworldly beautiful couple.  

Astarion loves to kiss her freckles and watch as her face scrunches up in ticklish delight. 

Both of them are overconfident, and a little arrogant, although it manifests in different ways. For Astarion, it comes out as bravado, he’s poised and suave in conversation. For Aster, she’s feisty and impulsive. 

Astarion is not going to risk getting his ass kicked because of Aster deciding to be a show-off, but he will laugh himself silly on the sidelines as she gets what is coming to her. Of course, should Aster be in any real danger, he’ll jump in to defend her. Just don’t expect him to be happy about it and you better believe he’s waiting for his thank you after the fact.

Astarion never thought about being, well… a hero. Not before the tadpoles and before he met Aster anyway. He comes to find that with her at his side, he rather likes this lifestyle of being looked up to and adored. He’s still rather sour about the ‘no stealing’ and ‘try not to murder innocent people’ thing though. It’s a good thing Aster’s morals are rather flexible, otherwise, she’d spend all her free time scolding Astarion every chance she got. 

Astarion, darling, LOVES shopping. The man lives for the drama, for the presentation, okurrr? He loves nothing more than living it up with Aster, buying only the finest clothes and wines, and taking the best art lessons stolen reward money can buy. After two hundred years of not having a life, he’s more than ready to take charge of his future, and damn, he wants to try a bite of everything. 

Aster included. ;)

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[a5tr0n0m1cal]

I was just wondering how any of the skele boys (Sanses??? or Papyrus' of your choice) would possibly react to having an S/O that's ticklish- like can't even lay on their lap because just the breathing is enough to make them squmish(not sure if that's the right word). I mean this in NO inappropriate context what so ever. It's just something I deal with so I was just curious how you'd write it. Obviously, if you don't write for it that's chill- thanks for just reading this though or even allowing me to send it in.

Traps you and tickles you more, mwahahaha: Blue, Red, Dash, Globe, Bull, Wolf, Papyrus, Stretch, Busta, Candy, Atlas

Finds it amusing, let’s you adjust and get comfortable: Sans, Orbit, Wine, Straws, G, Nova, Swivel, Mercury, Crescent, Cash

Please stop moving he wants to enjoy your presence: Plum, Boss, Plaid, Aster, Gent, Equinox, Saber

Fine either way/Unbothered: Raz, Hoodie, Sinter, Brace, Rus, Coffee, Crow, Helios, Pitch

He will sit so still please snuggle him blease 🥹: Bear, Brick, Twist, Ginger, Timber, Darling, Gibbous

[devildomflower]

"m-mm ... y-yeah, that's nice ... !" shy whimpers continued to leave the otaku as aster continued to tease that spot against his hip. the gestures were slightly ticklish, making him buck and squirm a bit under the touch, but it was still a sweet spot that, if targeted in the right manner, would leave him dangling over the edge. and it seemed as though aster found the most effective method of teasing that would leave leviathan a blushing, flustered, whining mess, needy for more.

It boggles the mind how Levi would deny he was cute. Because this? This was precious. Precious and encouraging. Aster simply gives another hum in answer and carefully presses close against Levi's back, still slowly but firmly rubbing with his hand.

"Yeah...? Hm...then maybe..."

He possessed two hands, after all. While one stayed tormenting at the otaku's hip, his other slides a little further down to rest on the older's thigh and even goes so far as to give a little squeeze.

[lunarisntlee]

If you want me to stop, maybe you should stop being adorable.

Oh wait, that's impossible~

[toweroftickles]

Do you think that you can write some t word headcannons for the Guardians of Childhood series? It's my favorite book series...

First of all, I would like to sincerely apologize for the long wait. I completely forgot about this ask and have been consumed by a lot of other work for quite a while. Hope you like these!

Tickle Headcanons - Rise of the Guardians/Guardians of Childhood

Jack Frost/Nightlight

Most Ticklish Spots: Feet, Sides

Jack is a prankster through and through who delights in irritating the easily-annoyed. He is the textbook definition of a tickler.

Has been known to freeze his pranking victims in icy cubes and tickle their exposed feet while they can’t move away.

Tickling doesn't bother him unless it's too intense, but he doesn't like it much either. Has a loud, cackling laugh.

In his previous life as Nightlight, shyer and sweeter and of few words, Jack only wanted Katherine’s happiness above all else. If she was ever sad, he reached out and tickled her until she smiled again. Now, as Jack, his habits haven’t changed, but his motives are more mischievous. ;)

The leaves, his friends to command, are a reflection of his heart and soul…they dance with his mood. They’ll point him in the right direction…encircle you like a cool hug…spy for him…carry secrets on the wind…lift you into the air and playfully tickle you while you watch the snow fall. Sometimes, when Jack is blue or dozing off too much, the leaves will perk him up by gently swirling around the boy’s feet until he laughs.

One of his preferred methods of flirting with Katherine is to take a dry autumn leaf and graze her cheek with it, slowly tracing along her chin and her neck until she giggles.

E. Aster Bunnymund

Most Ticklish Spots: Ribs, Toes, Lower Belly

He's always trying to maintain his tough-guy image...he's already sensitive enough about being a giant bunny...named "Bunny." Generally cool as a cucumber, there are very few things that can rattle him into anger...guess what one of them is.

Hates hates hates hates hates being tickled. In any way. (Seriously. You will die.)

If you scratch the right spot on his belly, right above his hip, (like a dog) he'll involuntarily kick his leg really fast. The only ones who know this weakness are Jack, Katherine and Tooth, and they all tease him about it if he gets on their nerves.

Always grunts, tightens his eyes, scrunches his nose, and fights to keep from smiling or laughing. He'll hold his breath and make puffing noises while the others try to make him crack.

Bunny will definitely beg you to stop once you get him laughing. But also threaten you. He'll do that a lot.

Toothiana

Most Ticklish Spots: Feet, Belly Button, Armpits

Tooth has a nurturing aura, full of desire to comfort anyone around her...anything to make her friends smile or sleep easier. Sweet, always excited, and loves tickling.

One of her favorite things about tickles is getting to watch other people's ear-to-ear grins when they laugh - the better to see their teeth.

In her youth, she loved being tickled by her parents, friends in the village, and the other Sisters of Flight. Was always a physical and affectionate girl, adoring playful touches.

Her palms and soles (along with her face) are her only spots where her pale skin isn't coated in feathers. As such, her feet are rarely protected or exposed to the elements, and are extremely sensitive. Touching her feet will make her zip around the room in a burst of hyper-speed energy, her delightfully bubbly giggle going nonstop.

Tooth's feathers are the softest and most snuggly in the whole universe. Their touch can draw laughter from almost anyone, including her.

Her tickles are light and fast, like the wings of a hummingbird, flitting around to all of your most ticklish spots with a gentle, electric, affectionate touch.

If you annoy Tooth, you may find yourself at the mercy of her swarm of Mini-Fairies, their delicate wing feathers and tiny swords tickling you all over.

- art by Guilia Toneatto

Katherine Shalazar

Most Ticklish Spots: Balls of Feet, Ribs, Armpits

Katherine is stoic by nature, but deeply compassionate, friendly, and always seeing the best in people.

Touchy. Often puts her arms around friends' shoulders. Snuggles up to Jack more and more often as time goes on. This occasionally backfires on her, as she's very ticklish.

She doesn't have any particular interest in being tickled and would never actively seek it out, but it always makes her feel happy, safe, and loved. Her heart flutters whenever Nightlight's/Jack's long fingers find her soft spots.

That one particular curl in Katherine's hair that hangs down in her face will seemingly twist around when she's being tickled, as if it's trying not to smile too much.

The Guardian of Storytelling has a soft, warm laugh that just radiates joy. Tooth has said, in private, that it reminds her of the light that once bloomed inside Jack.

Her playful side, somewhat picked up from Jack via osmosis, has occasionally inspired brief moments of tickly mischief from her. Katherine's tickles are always gentle, all about squeezing and poking. She instinctively starts by going after her friends' ribs.

Pitch Black

He's not ticklish. He lost ability to feel almost anything long ago. But that does not preclude the use of tickling against his victims.

Though many find it fun, a large chunk (if not a majority) of people dislike being tickled. Some kids even have a paranoia about it. And as the god of nightmares, a siphon of misery and fear, Pitch will conjure any form of Fearlings with writhing spider-like fingers to tickle torture helpless kids.

- art by Marnat5

Emily Jane/Mother Nature

Most Ticklish Spots: Tummy, Armpits

Emily's mood can be difficult to pin down...a lifetime of abandonment and searching for her father has left her emotionally turbulent.

Like Pitch (who encouraged this rebellious behavior as a child), she has a trickster streak. When she was little, she occasionally felt the urge to tickle other children, and her mother, to make them do her bidding. Her natural control over the elements was useful in this.

Living tree branches, vines...all of these would be useful tools of tickle torture, had she the inclination. No one ever really tickles her, but if they did, she would strike back with every evergreen weapon in her arsenal.

Being tickled is something that truly upsets Emily. It's not merely that she's very sensitive and hates it; that kind of playful touching stirs up memories of her youngest years, of the parents she lost, of the friends she no longer has.

[frustrated-writer-skyeknight]

A little 🚫🔞NSFW🔞🚫 headcanons(?)

Jack is...

A shy top

A power bottom

His ears are his ticklish spots. Hiccup has to be careful not to touch them early on foreplay, or they'd never get anywhere.

Aster walked in on them once and fainted. When he woke up, the first thing he did was chase the hell out of Hiccup with his boomerang.

Gobber walked in on them doing it in the smithy and almost wanted to burn the whole thing down and make another.

Hiccup is...

A confident top

A needy bottom

His has a bubble butt. Jack has trouble keeping his hands off it.

Stock almost walked in on them once and almost threatened to banish Jack again because, no, he never wants to see what they do.

Valka... Well, mother's know best. And she knows when to avoid entering any doors Jack and Hiccup may be in without knocking first or when to just yell and wait for them to get out of the room themselves.

Yes, they take turns.

Is it obvious I'm a virgin and have no idea what I'm talking about? Okay.

[nucanitickles]

Rei Gets Got Drabble + Headcanons

Eiden hadn't expected his first-aid classes to actually come in handy in Klein.

They'd been required for a couple of his jobs, just a quick course on what he was most likely to encounter, but with all the healing magic and essence transfusions he hadn't really been practicing.

But when he went into Rei's room to find him having a seizure... Well, thank God Eiden hadn't slept through that one.

As it was right now, Rei's head was cradled on Eiden's lap, a pillow laid on top of his knees to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself. He couldn't note when the seizure started, especially since he was already in the throes of it when he found him, but he remembered that staying with them and talking calmly was important, so he did that. It was mostly meaningless platitudes - telling him he was ok and that Eiden was here - but he didn't really know what else to say.

Father was perched on the bed above, cooing frantically and ruffling his feathers. Eiden imagined the bird was as terrified as he was, but he didn't have time to comfort the animal. As soon as Rei's shaking ended, he had to turn him on his side.

Soon enough, the shaking stopped, and Eiden rolled him over. Rei couldn't help but groan, and Eiden shushed him gently, rubbing one hand up and down his shoulder. "It's ok, Rei, it's ok." He murmured helplessly, "Let me know when you're back with us. You're doing so well, just keep breathing."

"Where..."

"You're at the mansion, you were staying the night because it was too late for you to set off home. I found you seizing in your room - I know you still call it a guest room but it's basically yours by now, we should make it feel more like it belongs to you... Oh! When Yakumo and I were at the market earlier I found some little decorations that I think are right up your alley! Tomorrow I'll ask Aster for some money and we'll go get you kitted out..."

Eiden kept rambling, even as one of Rei's hands snuck up and grabbed a hold of Eiden's. The scientist held on tightly, barely listening, and Eiden lightly stroked his thumb on the back of his palm. Eiden's other hand went up to his ear - not the one with the gemstone - and lightly traced it in a soothing manner. He could see the twitch in Rei's lips, but it was more of a soft, grounding kind of tickle. The kind that let him know that even if he wasn't listening, Eiden was still there.

"You know, I'm surprised with all your sciencey ways you haven't joined Blade on his Tickle Experiments yet." Eiden mused, "I would have thought that'd be right up your alley, taking note of where everyone's sensitive and torturing them." Father cooed in agreement, and Rei shot a half-hearted glare his way. "Ha! See! Father agrees with me."

"It's ... hardly the most interesting of experiments." Rei's voice was slightly slurred, but he seemed to be coming back to himself.

"I'm sorry, have you seen some of the people around here? Edmond has very interesting reactions, thank you very much, and no one's been able to get Kuya yet so that's uncharted territory! Come on, are you telling me you're not even a little interested?"

"... Maybe. It might... be fun..."

"There you go! Tomorrow we'll kit out your room and Blade and yourself can go on a tickle rampage. I'll make sure everyone is in, just for you~ Just leave Quincy and Blade, they're not ticklish at all, believe me I tried!"

Rei giggled quietly, and Eiden moved his fingers down to his neck, just tickling enough that the giggles kept coming. "Blade will probably want to get you though. He doesn't like missing data."

"Neither do I."

They stayed like that for a while, rambling conversations and soft giggles filling the silence. And if, when Rei was feeling better, he pulled Eiden's hand down to his side, neither of them would tell a soul.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

🖤 Listen Rei needs a fucking hug ok my man is the nu carnival developers punching bag

🖤 Anyway, Rei for me is a pretty even switch. And a bitch. But anyway he'll lee and he'll ler, and he'll never seem particularly enthusiastic about either unless you can get him in a really soft state.

🖤 As a lee I think he'd be mostly into comfort tickles. The soft gentle kind, where his ler will stop it the slightest indication of it being too much. I don't think he's too ticklish, which does help that, but he has very strong boundaries that you have to be very careful not to cross. He's had his lines crossed too often before. Also Father will kill you.

🖤 Probably has really soft and really cute laughter - a little wheezy if you get him fully going, but it's just very low and very sweet.

🖤 Would probably be ticklish in the normal places. I like to headcanon that the gemstone locations are very sensitive, but aside from that one ear he's not hyper ticklish or anything, just at a solid middling point. I think his preferred locations for tickles are ears, neck and probably his back - the kind of locations that are good for cuddling and gentle tickling.

🖤 As a ler, he's the experimental ler. One proper wrecking to find out where your sensitive spots are, and then subsequent wreckings are whenever he finds something new to get a rise out of you. A hairbrush, a feather, a ribbon - he must record all the reactions to find the perfect tickle tool.

🖤 A teasy bugger because the way he teases doesn't sound like your normal teases - he just comments on sensitivity like an actual scientist and it's really unnerving and for some reason that makes it tickle more?? Weirdo. I love him.

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Could I request a romantic one-shot of Scorpia and reader I'm v gay for the buff scorpion wife,, 🥺👉👈

Description: You and Scorpia are living together in an enchanted forest of Etheria. You two are best friends and lovers! Today, you are distracted by seeing the garden that you and Scorpia made

Warnings: None, this fic is 100% fluff 

You woke up now. You are still quite sleepy, lying in your comfortable double bed. When looking to the side, you don't see your precious girlfriend.

"She must be in the room or the kitchen..."  You think

Very reluctantly you get up from the bed and walk slowly to the window. Your bedroom window is facing the garden of your house, so you have a wonderfully flowery view, you really like opening the window and staying for a long time looking at all the nature.

When you open the window, everything you look at is part of a beautiful sunny and spring morning. In addition to a beautiful forest with a cool climate and plenty of soul grass, you saw a large and very flowery garden, like a rainbow on  earth. Full of tulips, asters, marigolds and roses of all colors.

The wonderfully floral smell that was in that garden enchanted you, The freshness of roses and eucalyptus gave you a feeling of ''Yes, this is my home''

Whenever you look at this garden, the first thing that comes to your mind are the memories of you and Scorpia taking care of that garden, planting the seeds and watering them, cutting the grass, moving the soil, talking and laughing ... You two take care of this garden like you take care of each other, with delicacy, patience and love.

You didn't notice it but you were quite distracted looking at the garden ... Seriously, you've been looking at the garden for 5 minutes through the window. Still distracted, you get a slight fright with the claws that touch your waist

“ Aah! " You say jumping around

“ Oops, did I scare you my love? I'm so sorry! " Your girlfriend, Scorpia asks with concern

" N-no... no, I just got a little distracted" You say in a shy tone, turning to see your big loved one.

“ Ohh, I totally understand you, I get distracted sometimes… and when I say it, I mean a lot. “ Scorpia says with a smile, trying to cheer you up

You had a little laugh, the only thing you could think of at that moment is how you love this woman.

" Silly, you are adorable" you say holding her claws gently

" Me? You are adorable Y/N! like .. Veeeery adorable, the most adorable person in this world “

" Stop, you are more adorable Scorpia! " You say smiling

" You! "Scorpia responds

"No, no, you! "

Scorpia lowers her head and says in a serious tone " Y / N ... i don’t have choice “

“ Hm? “

“ As you don't accept being adorable, I'll have to give you a lot of kisses on the cheek" Scorpia says with a big smile, lifting her claws“

“ Oh nooo! “You pretend to be scared and start laughing, the moment you try to run Scorpia picks you up and the attack of kisses begins!

Scorpia starts to give several and several kisses on several parts of your face, there were several kisses one after the other.

You were laughing a lot, it was a loud and desperate laugh because Scorpia's kisses were very ticklish.

" I'm being attacked !! " You said laughing “ Please, let me freee”

“ No! hahahah !!! “ Scorpia imitated an evil laugh and continued to give several kisses on your face, thankfully that you both live in an isolated forest, because if you have any neighbors, they would knock in the door complaining about noises of laughter

Scorpia kept giving several and several kisses on your cheek, in a very delicate and cute way. It was as if Scorpia was giving her all her love for you, through sweet kisses on the cheek. Suddenly, when you least expected her, she stop kissing and look at her face, her gaze was calm and passionate.

“ Are you okay, love? " You ask worried

" Yes, I am, it's just ... I'm just admiring your face, I can't get enough of saying that but, you are very beautiful Y / N, I love everything about you" Scorpia says smiling.

" Me? B-beautiful? “

" Yes, you are very beautiful! “ Scorpia says putting certainty in every word.

“But Scorpia, you are beautiful... you are the love of my life " Scorpia gets a red face, she is blushing so hard with that, you know that your words made her happy

“ Y-you can stop with this game! You are beautiful, and you have to know that " Scorpia says smiling " And also, you know, we're the love of each other's lives "

" I love you Scorpia ... " You say blushing

" I love you too Y / N, you are such a precious, beautiful, cute, kind ... you are everything to me, you are the most beautiful person i have ever seen in my life... "

Slowly, Scorpia approaches her face with yours, like a magnet. And then you connect your lips with her lips, giving a passionate kiss. During the kiss you place your hand on Scorpia's face, caressing her cheeks as you kiss. Scorpia approaches your body to hers, in a loving way, as if she wants you to be very close to her. When shortness of breath comes, You two separate your lips.

You both look at each other with passionate and blushed looks. Your hand was still on Scorpia's cheek, caressing and admiring her.

“ So my sweetie... I made you your favorite breakfast, shall we go to the kitchen " Scorpia says smiling, you are very happy to hear that

“ Yees! let's eat! " You says smiling " Scorpia, can you carry me to the kitchen, honey? I'm too lazy “ You say laughing, Scorpia laughs too.

" Of course, love “ Scorpia smiles.

She carries you to the kitchen, in the bridal style. You two have a wonderful breakfast together.

Just like the beautiful flowers in your garden, you knew that your beloved Scorpia would take care of you.

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“Are you going to have to work on Halloween?” Aster asks, picking everything bagel seeds off his bed with her long, manicured nails. 

Bruno would rather not think about her question, instead letting out a groan that he attempts to sound anguished, but comes out more on the side of pathetic. He was aware his first year of medical residency was going to be hell on earth, but nothing could have prepared him for the bone deep exhaustion he was feeling. Despite his annoyance that his friends were cutting into his sparse sleeping time, Bruno felt a wave of relaxation from their presence.

Bruno shoves his face deeper into his pillow and mumbles out “I’ve got two 14 hour shifts this weekend, so I’m booked.”

Aster’s nails turn their attention to poking his cheek. “How about Friday? The restaurant is getting a deep fumigation this weekend, so both of us are off.” 

The Laurent was the Irish-French-Russian fusion restaurant where Aster and Nico both worked. A pseudo fancy place that seemed to produce endless stories of rat infestations and staff circulations, yet still managed to get good enough reviews to get it featured in articles proclaiming it to be “probably” the best restaurant in Alphabet City.

He swats Aster’s hand away before she gets to the ticklish part of his ear. “I think I’m free that night, but I’ve gotta be home early so I can make my bedtime like a real adult.”

“We’re real adults too! We pay taxes!” Aster says, while accepting the pre-work blunt Nico had just rolled. 

Nico laughs, losing his balance on the unstable seat of Bruno’s deflated bike he was perched on. He tries to gracefully fall but instead flops sideways next to Bruno on his bed. The smell of Nico’s sandalwood cologne and Aster’s blunt fills his senses.

“Since we’ve got this weekend off, maybe you’ll finally work on our bet.”  Aster says, nudging Nico’s leg with her foot.

“What’s the bet this time?” 

Aster and Nico’s love language seemed to be based entirely on betting the other will do things for prices neither can afford, both monetarily or emotionally. The betting currency often ended with them getting into days long fights and silent treatments. Despite the impracticality of it all, the two still continued to make bets, refusing to listen to their friend’s interventions.

“I have to ask out Willem by the end of the month, or she gets all my tips for the next two weeks.” Nico groans out, “I’m regretting saying yes to this one.”

“It’s not that bad! And if he does then I pay for his metro card for all of November!” Aster protests, “Boyfriend and free rides, that’s a good deal!”

“Neither of you can afford to do this, can you?” Bruno asks, getting a slight headache from their stupidity.

As if to distract from the conversation, Nico shifts his body to curl around Bruno, wrapping an arm around his huddled form above the blankets. His long, silky hair brushing the tip of Bruno’s nose. 

For as long as Bruno knew him, Nico was never very good at staying casual with someone. Always torn between his hopeless romantic heart and the polyamorous nature of young adulthood. The cycle was always the same: meet someone exciting, agree to keep it casual, quickly develop feelings, risk it all, and then a two week heartbreak for someone he was only kind-of dating. Bruno was the only person to go through the whole cycle with Nico and end up actually staying friends. 

He hoped for Nico’s sake this one wouldn’t turn out like the others. 

“Do you know anyone who needs a job?” Nico muffles into the blanket.

“What kind of job?” He already dreaded the answer.

Aster sighs, “We need more busboys at the restaurant, we only have two right now and it’s making things a living hell there.”

“That, and the termites.” Nico adds.

Bruno wonders if he should even recommend that anyone get a job at The Laurent, but smiles and says, “I’ll inquire around.”

The two have already lost interest in his response, and have resumed their usual debates.

“Is busboy a gender neutral term?” Aster asks, with all sincerity.

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I’m in love with the fact that aster h has long hair :( like she’d play with the ends of his hai curling them on her finger and it’s pretty and long “need a haircut, don’t I?” And he head turns to face him so quick “No! No haircut h” and he’s a pest “why I need a change” and she’s getting a bit grumpy and whiney and he’s loving it “shave your mustache then! It’s getting very ticklish and it bothers me” and he’s smiling so wide nudging his face in her neck “so my face bothers you now?” Shakes her head “no sorry I meant my mustache bothers and annoys you, am I correct now?” She’s giggling nodding her head “if I’m recalling correctly I didn’t hear any complaints yesterday in fact I remember you enjoyed when I went do-” she is quick to place her palm on his mouth to shut him he locks her palm!!!!! “Angel don’t think you can overpower me” as he pulls her under him just kissing her and tickling her and he’s so soft but very much a tease and she always takes it to heart when he teases her and that’s why he loves it

She love love love loves playing w his hair and wrapping the curls around her fingers and just 🥺 having it so long is literally just so fun for her she loves it🥺 and ofc he knows she does so he’s not going to cut it and wasn’t even thinking ab it but he does love teasing her so he already knew what kind of reaction he’d get if he said it’s time for him to get a trim or cut his hair or anything and he just loves her little pouty face when he’s like hmmm idk baby it might be time don’t u think? And no no no!!🥺 shave or something instead keep ur hair!! Ur beard scratches me anyway:( and he’s like ohhh really? I thought u liked it? And she’s like not if you’re going to cut ur hair!!! And he gets that look on his face like ohhhh u know that’s odd bc I could have sworn u really liked it esp yesterday when I had u against the wall going down o— and she’s like omg shhhh!!!!!!! Don’t say it like that!!! And h knew she’d get all flustered and moony like that so he’s already ready to pull her onto the couch w him and tickling her kissing her all over ignoring her when she says stop bc he’s not stopping until she admits she likes his facial hair bc he knows she does!!🥺🥺🥺

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TickleTober2023/Day 03 - Villain

Nu: Carnival - Blade x Garu (feat. Eiden)

As Eiden felt the knots around his body getting a little tighter than expected, he started wondering if agreeing with this whole thing was a good idea after all. He knew Blade wouldn’t actually harm him, but he wasn’t sure about getting carried away by a little game…

“All done, darling,” Blade mused as he finished restraining the grand sorcerer with a bow tie. “Oh, I mean, cahem, you are not going anywhere, muahaha,” the e-droid corrected himself, getting back into character. He was really invested in it, Eiden thought.

Suddenly, before the two of them could chat any longer, the sound of the door suddenly being slammed open echoed through the room. Garu, wearing one of Aster’s fancy towels around his neck to mimic a cape, stood proudly in the entrance. “Stop right there, you villain!” 

As much as the young yokai tried to sound mad, it was hard for him to hide how happy and excited he was in playing the hero. Blade grinned - sticking to his role - and stood in front of Eiden. “It’s over, Garu-Garu! Darling is mine!”

The duo waited, with Garu peeking over to the side and Blade looking over his shoulder as they both waited for the grand sorcerer to continue with his line. Eiden sighed, he agreed to participate in it, after all, right?

“Ah, right… Oh no. Help me, Garu, I’m so scared,” he said, not really sounding in panic, but giving a good-enough acting to the duo that eagerly continued their game.

“Let master go, villain!” Garu insisted, making Blade let out another “evil” laughter.

“Make me, Garu-Garu!”

With that one last line, the two clan members ran into each other. Eiden’s eyes opened wide, already fearing that they would actually have an all-out while playing around and - much worse: damage Aster’s mansion. But before he could speak, the duo clashed against each other.

Eiden closed his eyes, afraid that anyone would end up hurt, but it turned out a bit different than he expected.

“G-gyahah, l-lehehet me goo! ~” Garu giggled, kicking his feet in the air as Blade kept his waist straddled.

“Fight me if you can, Garu-Garu, or admit darling is mine,” Blade teased, his fingers continuing to tickle the wolf pup’s sides, wiggling them into his lower ribs and stomach. Garu’s tail wagged rapidly, as if following the happy sounds of his laughter. “Nehehever! M-Mahahaster is mihihine!”

“Uh… guys?” Eiden muttered, slightly squirming inside his bonds.

“Then face the consequences!” Blade shouted - not able to hide the happiness in his voice tone anymore - as he dug into Garu’s ribs, making the yokai literally howl in mirth.

“I-I’ll sahahave you, mahahaster!” Garu cackled, pressing his eyes as he couldn’t stop the e-droid’s ticklish attack, using his best efforts to take it as well as he could.

Eiden sighed, leaning back into the wall behind him. “I’m sure you will, my hero,” he said, already knowing this would take a while…

A/N: THESE TWO ARE SO CUTE TOGETHER, I LOVE THEM WAHHH- Anyway, cahem, I hope you guys liked this one, I had such a blast writing it ehehe