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OMG- YOU DECIMATED FYODOR IN YOUR LAST FIC XD! I loved it! Can I please request some Sigma tickles? You know how Nikolai's favourite hobby is messing with Sigma? Well, what about one day, Sigma is reading (being peaceful for once) and Nikolai comes up to him and pesters him to read out loud a bit. Sigma complies because he's done with Nikolai's shit. And then Nikolai starts softly tickling Sigma to get him to mess up his reading. He starts teasing Sigma with air tickles and saying things like, 'if you mess up, I'll ticke you,', making Sigma more nervous, leading to more tickles, more fluff, and more cuteness! The best part? Sigma's never been tickled before, he doesn't know what the hell is happening except for the fact that he kind of likes it.
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Bungou Stray Dogs: Read it and weep.
Tee-Hee, Fyodor had that coming let's face it, the dirty rat XD Thank you! Glad you liked it! Let's hope this one turns out just as good for ya đ Little Sigma shouldn't have been left alone with this damn clown, very irresponsible XD Bonus points if you know what book Siggy is reading!!! â¤ď¸
Summary: Nikolai convinces Sigma to read a story for him, but he has undiagnosed ADHD and gets bored of it quickly đ
Lee!Sigma, Ler!Nikolai
Tw: None
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It was a cold autumn evening, Sigma was perched comfortably on a sofa in the little motel he had been placed in, after being saved by a certain murderous jester.
He would have been comfortable sitting there all night had he not been hounded by said Jester.
"Come ooooon! Please?" Nikolai whined, nudging Sigmas shoulder for the fourth time as he knelt beside him on the couch, begging with his eyes for Sigma to read to him. "You know how bored I get if I'm not given attention!"
Sigma sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "That I do..." He glanced at the clock, wondering if he could use dinner as an excuse to not read aloud. Unfortunately, not. He turned to Nikolai, who was still looking at him with those big puppy eyes.
"... Fine."
"Yippee!" Nikolai cheered, grabbing a plump cushion from the couch and making himself comfortable on the floor, sitting between Sigmas legs and using his knee as a head reast.
Once he was comfy, Sigma rolled his eyes and turned back to the first page in his book, he could always pick up where he was later, it's not like he didn't love reading this story. "Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy."
Nikolai sighed in content, happily listening to Sigmas soothing voice. It was so comforting to be able to just listen to someone. That comfort didn't last long, as Nikolai was a fidget. Getting bored so easily. He eyed Sigmas focused expression, not caring about the words being spoken anymore as a cheeky grin grew across his pale cheeks.
" 'What's that noise?" said Lucy suddenly. It was a far larger house than she had ever been in before and the thought of all th'-thohose- gh-" Sigma giggled quietly, feeling Nikolais hand upon his other knee, softly ghosting his fingers over the surface of his kneecap. He bit his lip, trying to ignore the sensation in hopes he would stop.
"Mhm- 'Those long passages and rohows of doors leading into empty rooms was beginning to make her feel a' lihittle-"
"Ticklish~?"
"Huh?" Sigma looked up from his book as Nikolai spoke over him. "Ticklish? No, that's not what it says."
Nikolais grin widened as he shifted his position, placing one hand on each of Sigmas knees, raising a brow as he gave both a brief squeeze. "No, goof ball, I'm asking if you're ticklish~"
A look of confusion took over Sigmas expression as his knees jerked away slightly. "Uhum... I don't know? I've read the definition of that word somewhere before but I don't think I've ever experienced something that matched it."
Nikolai nodded, waving a dismissive hand. "Very well. Doesn't matter. Keep reading~" It didn't matter at all. Nikolai had his answer. "But don't read it wrong again, or I'll have to punish you~"
That sentence coming from Nikolai was far more intimidating than you'd have thought. Sigma gulped, finding his place in his book again. "Right... 'Feel a little creepy. "It's only a bird, silly," said Edmund. "It's an owl." Sahaid Pehe-! Ahem... P-Peter."
As Sigma continued to read, Nikolai would trace and jellyfish over his kneecaps, reveling in just how awfully Sigma was failing to keep a straight face as a quivering smile tugged on his lips. He was indeed, very ticklish.
"Gosh, what's got you so squirmy tonight? Do you really not want to read to me that badly?" The jester teased, sitting back slightly to avoid a knee to the chin as he squeezed just above Sigmas knee, making him jerk away and snort suddenly.
Both gasped, sharing a look of suprise in silence as Sigma covered his mouth. "M'sorry." He apologised through his fingers, fearing what Nikolai was going to do to him.
"Last chance~" The other beamed, biting his lip eagerly, knowing very well he was going to win this scenario.
"Oh god- Uh... "This is going to be a wonderful place for birds. I shall go to bed n-OHOW-!" Sigma cackled suddenly, dropping his book and making a grab for Nikolais hands before their eyes met and panic set in.
"Uh-oh~" Nikolai sang as Sigma leaned back into the sofa, bringing his arms over his face, peeping between them as he slouched downward as Nikolai leaned closer.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to! It's just, you're making my knees itchy." He pleaded, looking up at Nikolai as he loomed over him, half kneeling between Sigmas legs.
"Pff- haha! Itchy? Oh, Sigma. My sweet, sweet Sigma. What an innocent child you are." Nikolai chuckled, cracking his knuckles before flexing them near Sigmas sides, sending ghost sensations through the others body.
It was strange. Why did Sigma feel so weird!? His stomach felt warm, and he desperately wanted to protect his sides from the sight of those wriggling fingers. "Nikolai, please, don't hurt meEHEEEE!?"
Two tickling hands suddenly latched onto Sigmas sides, pressing and squeezing at the soft flesh that was barely protected by his funky coat. Sigma arched his back, pushing at Nikolais chest with all his might, but in his reclined position and with Nikolai standing between his legs, he could go nowhere.
"Wahahait! W-Whahat is thihis!? I-I don't understAHAHAAAA!" He threw his head back, trying to bring his knees up at Nikolai massaged his thumbs into his ribs.
"Heheee~ See, Siggy boy, this is ticklish~ A truly adorable weakness to have. And it seems to be a big one for you." Nikolai chuckled, shaking his clawed fingers into Sigmas tummy, causing him to try and curl up like a woodlouse.
"Wahahait! EheheAHAHA! N-Nik-Nikolahai! Stah-Stahap- Oho! NananaaaAHAHA!" Sigmas laughter was bright and boyish. A real, proper 'ha ha' laugh with some small snorts to punctuate.
"Awww, looks like you're enjoying yourself, little guy. Tickle, tickle, tickle~ Haha! Coochie, cooo~!" Nikolai laughed with the three year old man as he bucked and writhed beneath his tickling fingers, cooing and baby talking him to add to the flustering predicament Sigma had found himself in.
"D-Dohon't say that! Ahaha! -snort- P-Ple- Wai-HAHA! NoooohOHO!"
His cheeks and ears were a pretty shade of pink. His two toned hair had become a mix match of white and lilac strands as it became tangled from his struggles whilst Nikolai drilled his thumbs into Sigmas hips.
"Mehercyyy! HAHAHAaaa-! -Gasp-! AHAHA! N-Noho! Help! Hehehelp!"
"Oh I can't wait to tell my best buddy, Fyodor, about this! I'm sure he'd love to play too! Haha, tickle, tickle, tiiickle~ Siiigma, why don't we pause this for now, that way Fyodor can help us find your most ticklish spot when he returns!" Nikolai beamed happily as he suddenly stopped his attack, cupping Sigmas hands.
Sigma just lay there, limp as a noodle, his chest heaving as he dragged in oxygen. He was smiling, though. The tickly sensation lingering on his skin made him feel warm. It was pleasant. Perhaps it was his touch starved body talking, but he looked at Nikolai with an embarrassed nod.
"Sure... You can both help." He huffed, covering his eyes in embarrassment.
Nikolai laughed at his reaction. "I knew it! You are Lee!"
"... My names Sigma?"
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Thanks for reading! đĽ°đ Much love!
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TickleTober Day #23: Ghost
Sigma and Dazai (BSD)
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âYou,â Dazai said as he plopped down next to Sigma on a bench outside the Agency, âlook far too glum for this beautiful fall day. Being depressed is my thing, you know.â
The dual-haired man let out a sigh. âI saw a ghost in a display earlier today.â
Dazai nodded sagely. âIt is the time of year for such things.â
âAnd it got me thinkingâŚam I a ghost?â
âThatâs a deep question.â
Sigma glanced up at the trees changing color around them. âItâs justâŚI have no past. Iâm not even a year old. I have no real memories, no real connections to the worldâŚâ
âHey,â Dazai grumbled good-naturedly, nudging him. âWhat am I, then?â
âSo if Iâm hardly a real person, would that make me a ghost? OrâŚa half-formed spirit of some kind?â Sigma continued his musings, paying no mind to the detectiveâs efforts to make him feel better.
Dazai blinked, falling silent for a long moment. He let as much time as he felt was necessary pass, then: âIf you were a ghost, would you be able to feel this?â And he poked Sigma in the ribs.
The other man jumped in surprise, a wobbly smile on his lips already. âDazaiââ
âOr this?â Another poke, followed by one to his belly, then his hip. âOr this, or this?â
âDahahahahazai!â
âYou canât possibly be a ghost,â the detective declared, nodding again as though heâd come to some fantastic conclusion. âYouâre here, you can feel me, youâre laughing like you havenât got a care in the worldâŚâ
Sigma slapped a hand over his mouth, suddenly embarrassed. Oh, yeah â most people didnât like this kind of thing, right? He was supposed to protest or fight back? But thenâŚDazai never did those things, and he didnât really want to do those things, either.
Dazai grabbed his wrist to uncover his mouth and smirked. âBesides, Iâve seen ghosts, and youâre definitely not it. Youâve got a lot of living yet to do.â
Sigma wasnât entirely sure what his friend was talking about, but he was grateful for the intervention all the same.
And Dazai didnât let up until he was convinced Sigma had come around to his way of thinking.
#fanfiction#tickle drabble#coffee shots#tickletober#bungo stray dogs#bsd#dazai osamu#sigma#tickling#ticklish#tickle
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Hello! Congrats on 350 followers! You're imcredibly talented, so good on you! May I please request an entry for the event?
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs.
Role in the tk community: Ler (I've been blessed with not being ticklish.
Romantic/platonic: Platonic (unless it's Fyodor, Dazai, or Sigmađ)
Gender: Male.
Here's a little about me :)
Age: 23
Gender: male.
MBTI: INTJ.
Introvert/extrovert: introvert.
Hobbies: playing the cello and piano (habe played both since I was 10), playing chess, and reading (I got a whole mini library in my house XD).
Likes: Stargazing, strategizing, books, instrumental music, listening.
Dislikes: Rude people, those who don't listen, dogmatic people, loud/crowded places.
Random facts I thought I'd include: Like a certain Russian rat, I'm anaemic. I'm also a bit of an insomniac, though I take meds for both. I speak MUCH more formally in person, though I tend to use slang or more laxed language online as a tone indicator (the struggles of ASDđ
).
Feel free to decline if you get to busy. Your well-being comes first! Have a fantastic day and I wish you luck on all future endveavours!
Hello fellow INTJ, thank you for participating!!! I had lots of fun writing your request, it was genuinely cute đĽšâ¤ď¸ Btw you remind me a lot of Fyodor haha but I didn't match you with him... anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your match! Let me know if you do, my dear Fyodor-anon â¤ď¸đĄ *some dango to enjoy while reading*
đŽ So for my event, your match is... SIGMA
đŽ Why did I choose him for you?
⢠Okay first, Sigma is an absolute sweetheart with 100% lee energy, which matches your ler vibes ⢠I feel like he'd be amazed by how many talents you have! He's the kind of guy who'd sit down and watch you play an instant for hours ⢠He'd always take you with him at the casino, but he wouldn't make you stay in the middle of the crowd... he'd probably let you watch the cameras and see how people are playing. He'd love to hear your sarcastic comment's about the lack of brain of some people ⢠I feel like the perfect date for you two would be an indoor date or exploring hidden gems where you can be almost alone and admire the landlord ⢠I feel like his laughter goes from extremely high-pitched to silent... you'd probably tell him "Now I can play another instrument" just to see him blush ⢠He'd be â¨ď¸hopelessâ¨ď¸ in a chess match against you, which would lead to him pouting at you... and obviously it would mean cheer-up soft tickles!! (I feel like he'd prefer a softer touch in this context) ⢠HOWEVER... he'd be a great match against you in card games because he can memorize the cards so he'd have a big advantage to match your superior strategizing abilities! ⢠I'm sure you'd annihilate him at Risiko, and he'd destroy you at Memory hahaha (if I had a game night with you two, I'd have to get ready for a major humiliation /hj) ⢠I can imagine you two having a window on your ceiling to fall asleep while stargazing, although sometimes you'd also go out ⢠I'm positive that Sigma would close the casino for one night just to do stargazing with you from such a high and secluded spot! ⢠I feel like you'd enjoy reading together sometimes, and then you'd comment on the books you read at night... Sigma would LOVE your more formal speech style ⢠Thanks to his amazing memory, Sigma would remember to make sure you follow a diet full of iron and take iron integrators... he'd do his best to take perfect care of you
đŽ Tickle scenario
Note: "ПОК ангоН" means "my angel"
Fyodor Dostoevsky and Nikolai Gogol probably weren't the best guys around... to be honest, they weren't even close to being good, but they actually did the best thing when they introduced you to Sigma.
He was an angel to you, even if he couldn't see it. How he both listened and opened up to you, watched you play instruments as if you were a music deity, how he showed appreciation towards you and the quality time you spent together... you two were a match made in heaven. Different enough to complete each other and similar enough to be compatible.
You were thinking all of this as you watched your little angel asleep on the couch, breathing deeply but without making a sound. He looked like he was having a peaceful dream.
You had asked him if he could listen to a cello piece you were practicing on. It was an extremely relaxing piece, some critics even said it was probably a lullaby written by the composer for his children, but you didn't really think it would work on your boyfriend.
However, you had to interrupt that blissful moment for Sigma's sake. It was almost dinner time and sleeping at that time was surely going to mess up his sleeping schedule. You chuckled, glancing at that sleeping angelic face once more before tracing his back lightly to wake him up softly.
A smile formed on the dual-haired guy's face and it got wider and wider until it turned into a sleepy, groggy giggle. "Good morning, ПОК ангоН~" you smirked while he looked up at you, still giggling as the last traces of sleep left his eyes.
"I wanna sleep... just keep playing your cello..." he tried pointlessly to swat your hands away. "No can do," You sing-songed "It's dinner time, and you need to get up if you want to sleep tonight." Your words made him groan, but he knew you were right.
"Go awayyy" He whined, and then he made the worst mistake. "Did you... just throw a pillow at my face?" You asked, showing playful indignation, and decided to make him regret that choice.
"5... 4... 3..." You started counting, and Sigma knew what was coming. You ignored his pleads and neutralized every attempt he made to get away, "2... 1..."
"Gyahahahahaha Ihihi'm sohohorryehe pleheheahase nohohohot thihihis!!!" He kicked with his legs and punched the couch, as if doing that would give him any relief or protection from the tickling he was receiving on his back, sides, ribs and underarms. "I'm afraid I have to decline your request, dear... you had your chance to listen to me, and now you have to face the punishment for not doing so." You solemnly scolded him. You didn't know why but that kind of tone always flustered him.
"YohOHOu're meHEahAHan..!" He complained while you drew little circles in the hollow of his underarms. "Says the one who threw a pillow at my face..." You quickly retorted, and then you decided to go for the kill without any kind of warning.
"NAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOT THEHE NEHEHEHEHEHEHECK!!! I'M SOHOHOHORRY IHIHI'M SAHAHAHAHARRYEHEHE IHIHI'LL GEHEHET UHUHUHUHUP!!!" He immediately caved in. It was adorable for you how he could've handle even two fingers tracing his neck.
"I didn't even get to use my whole hands there... but I got what I wanted and I'm getting quite hungry, so I'll let you off the hook this time." You decided to be merciful and helped him sit up, giving a couple of minutes to recover.
You noticed how late it was, and noticing that Sigma was fully recovered, you got up and walked towards the door of the living room. "Come on, let's go to din-" You tried to say before getting interrupted by two hands squeezing your sides.
"Hahaha I got you!" Sigma exclaimed proudly, eager to finally get his revenge on you... only to find out, to his dismay, that you weren't even twitching.
"Nice try, ПОК ангоН~"
"H-how can this- No! Nononono wait wait wahAHAHAHAHAIT..!"
#350/400 followers event#milestone event#bungo stray dogs tickle#bsd tickle#ler!reader#lee!sigma#ticklish!sigma#fyodor anon đââŹ
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Hiii, Nini! Can I please request a Sigma x male reader fic with impact play? We've seen Sigma in fics getting absolutely decimated by the reader LMAO- I almost feel bad, so here's a twist, this is light impact play. Instead of spanks/floggers he can brace for, nope, feathers that make him jump out of his skin every time, giggling despite himself because wtf he's taken so much worse-. I think he'd absolutely lose it with the lighter/gentler stuff more so than the harder stuff purely because of how flustered he'd get XD. Ps I'm making it canon, you cannot look at him and tell me that stressed-as-hell man ain't ticklish.
Ahhhh so true!!! I imagine him as very sensitive and ticklish as well, like đ¤¤đ¤¤ also since the gender wasnât mentioned anywhere, you can interpret it however you want :]
Dom!reader x sub!sigma - reader is gn neutral
Warning: tickling/soft impact play, teasing, humiliation, slight dacryphilia (canât write a fic without goodâol dacryphilia), using his hair as a brush???
Edit: started & finished this in the middle of the night, Iâm so tired and I didnât proof read it, also my brain is cooked idk what I did here
Itâs been too quiet these days. Too boring, too mundane, too relaxing. There were many adjectives that would fit this little dilemma you were facing, called âdying of boredomâ. Youâve been waiting around for your sweetheart to make a mistake, just so youâd have a reason to punish him. Yet how could it be that heâs so perfect in every way possible? You werenât even exaggerating or meaning to sing his praises, heck you wanted him to be a little more human!
Otherwise you couldnât think of a good reason to pull him out of his busy schedule, just to have him all to yourself, in such a selfish way. He wouldnât agree, everyone knows how he puts his work above everything else. Such a horrible work ethic he has. Whatever, no one is perfect, even the manager of the sky casino will have to slip up somewhere, and you were way too eager to find it.
Sigma was just signing some documents as you watched him over his shoulder, taking sneaky peeks as if he hasnât noticed you already. At this point he was probably wondering what you were doing. It didnât bother you in the slightest, in fact, you knew due to you being so close, heâd get nervous and overthinking again. Something along the lines of: Did you want something from him? Why were you watching him all silently, so creepily?
And there it wasâ what youâve been waiting for! âSigma~ gosh, you clumsy thing! You wrote down the wrong date there, look.â You pointed it out a little too enthusiastically, eyes sparkling like morning sunlight, reflecting how excited you were. He glanced at you funnily, probably baffled why you were so happy about it. âAh- yes, I see, uhh.. thanks, y/n.â Sigma furrowed his brows for a split second, then turned his attentions back to the papers. Though before he could continue writing, you snatched the pen out of his hand.
âNope, you made a mistake sigma, and such a simple one as well. Tsk tsk tsk.â You faked a disappointment sigh, and facepalmed, putting your acting skills to use, âIâll need to punish you, donât you think?â So thatâs what youâve been waiting for, and probably the reason why you were so full of glee earlier. âA-are you serious..? For such a small thing?â Sigma looked taken aback, leaning his head back until he met your eyes. A slight blush was already convering his pale cheeks, such a naughty boy, he was excited as well.
âWhy of course, it was a grave mistake after all. Stand up.â He was more ready to comply than you thought, not making any fuss as he stood up. âGood boy, now sit on the table.â You moved the chair away, pinning his body between your arms and gripping the edge of the furniture. Sigma glanced at you a few times, seemingly surprised with your demand. To be honest he expected you to bend him over your lap. This was fine as well, in fact, this position would prove itself to be more comfortable than what he initially predicted.
You were close, all up in his intimate space. He swore he could feel the heat radiating off your body. A slight blush covered his cheeks as he waited for your orders, already feeling the effects you had on him. It was almost terrifying how much control you had with just a few words. âCome on, you know how it goes. Strip.â After waiting for what felt like forever, you smirked as you whispered to him. âAh- right. Sorry.â The boy replied half-minded, hands moving up to unbutton his vest.
This wouldnât have been all that humiliating if it wasnât for the fact that you were staring him up and down like some prey, watching his every move as he peeled off one layer after another. âCanât you.. look in the other way?â He muttered in a meek voice, currently taking his pants off. âIâve seen you nude plenty times darling,â you reached for his hands and helped him undress, âwhy are you still embarrassed?â
âYou- stop teasing me..â The way his face flushed even more while he desperately tried to shake your hands off was so precious, you couldnât stop grinning. âEver thought itâs part of the punishment?â You asked, grabbing his thighs and spreading them apart. They were soft to the touch, and so squishy, his skin was flawless. âAh-ahh⌠Iâm- Iâm really getting punished⌠over that little mistake?â He bawled his hands into fists, biting his lips to stop the trembling.
âI mean what I said.â He inhaled shakily, and breathed an equally unsure exhale. Eyes glossed over and half-lidded, body burning under your every touch. Poor boy was just preparing for the worst. You gave him a reassuring smile, then raised your hand right over his thighs. So it was going to be spanking, he thought and squeezed his eyes together. To his surprise, instead of the painful slap he expected, he was met with a teasing one. In response his body twitched involuntarily, and his eyes ripped open.
He didnât flinch because of the pain, no there was no pain to speak of. There were only a soft, faintly red mark that gradually appeared on his inner thigh. Pretty much nothing worth mentioning, you left more marks when you grabbed his skin to spread his legs. âErm⌠Y/n?â He couldnât help but question your actions. That was a slip up, right? Heâs taken so much worse, compared to all that you were basically caressing him.
Suddenly, another slap, though just as soft and gentle as the first one, making him jump out of his seat. âWait- y/n, what are you doing?â It was such a light slap, can you even call it one? Wouldnât tap be a more fitting description? âPunishing you. Why, do you want to be bullied instead?â You teased, followed by another slap, this time on the other thigh, and his toes curled. Why did this feel even more embarrassing than anything else? The sound was way louder and more dramatic than the actual impact.
âAh- no but, seriously, what are you doing?â Out of nowhere you slapped his chest, once again it wasnât painful in the slightest. He tensed together, still able to feel your touch in the places youâve touched. âShhh, be good and endure it for me, alright?â Instead of answering him, you stroked his fluffy hair, and smiled all self confident. The look on his face screamed confusion, but he trusted you, and so he simply swallowed the lump in his throat.
You grabbed a strain of his hair, one of the longer locks, sliding your hand through them, a little amazed at how untangled his hair was. As soon as you reached the ends, you held it fairly firm in your hand, and used it like a brush to graze over his skin. First over his cheeks just to annoy him, earning yourself a glare from him, then a feather-light brush over his nipples. He really didnât know where you were going with this, but god did it rile him up.
It tickled, and it was so foreign, he couldnât help but subconsciously clench his thighs together. Hands trembling from clenching his fists too hard, the pounding of his own heart echoing in his ears. You made sure to not touch him anywhere except with your hands, which made him all the more sensitive. Those touches were driving him mad, and that fact itself made him all the more flustered. You were barely doing anything, how could it be that he wanted to cry amidst all these sensations?
Soft, muffled whimpers slipped from his swollen lips, he arched his back forward whenever everything became too much. âHnng- please, ah.. stop the t-teasingâŚ! Hmm..!!â You carefully traced a line down his belly, resting your makeshift brush around his pelvis and moving it in a circling motion. As if all this wasnât humiliating enough, he now knew why you had him sit on the table. All so you could observe his every move, every shameful expression and listen to every shaky breath he exhaled.
âLook at you getting all excited just from a few touches, you are way more needy than youâd like to admit, arenât you?â âHnnGh..~ p-please.. ah-!!âHe whined again, feeling you finally, finally giving his neglected dick some attention. Only using one finger to lazily rub his tip a few times, before using his hair to brush over the already sticky gland. His precum slowly dribbled from his slit, down his shaft before getting smeared around by you. âSo messy.â Was all you had to say.
âY/n, y-youâre so Mnn.. mean,â he squirmed around, shaking his head as tears rolled down his crimson cheeks, âI-i wanna cumâŚâ you tilted your head to the side, sliding the bush of hair over his inner thighs, âthatâs not how you ask for things, baby.â Then you used your other hand to rub his tears away, it ended up with him crying even more. âSuch a crybaby, why donât you try asking nicely?â
He gulped, trying to cease the sobbing for a moment, bending forwards as he let his head drop. The shame was eating at him, but he really couldnât do this anymore~ which is why he looked up at you like a lost puppy, with glistening eyes and rosy lips, shaking ever so slightly as he begged, âplease.. ha-AhhhâŚI-i wanna cumâĽď¸ please m-make me c-cum..!!âĄâĄâĽď¸â
You smiled, staying quiet for a moment to raise the intensity and anticipation, then wrapped your arms around his shivering body. âYouâve been so good for me, and good boys deserve to be rewarded.â
#sub character#sub!character#dom reader#dom!reader#sub bsd#sub bungou stray dogs#sub sigma#sigma x y/n#sigma x you#sigma bsd#sigma bungou stray dogs#bsd sigma#sigma x reader#sigma smut#bsd smut#bungo stray dogs sigma#sub bsd x reader#bsd x gender neutral reader#bsd x you#bsd x y/n#bsd x reader#dom gn reader#dom reader x sub character#sub character x dom reader#dom male reader#nini!rant#damn this ended up to be pretty long huh
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Hi there! Can I please request (separate) Fyodor, Nikolai, and Sigma with a reader who has a teleportation ability and loves to use it to tickle/tease them? There's no way you're sneaking up on Fyodor or Nikolai unless you have a teleportation ability, let's be honest XD. The kicker is that reader can just teleport away before the characters can get revenge and that makes for some very funny scenarios. Feel free to decline, I know my request is a tad strange XD
ĘŃÉ Separately! Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Sigma x Reader
ĘŃÉ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!
ĘŃÉ I literally struggled on 2 out of 6 scenarios sm for some reason help, and dw this was fun to write anon!
ĘŃÉ word count: 2 136
ĘŃÉ Twâs: None! Just pure fluff, pet names used, readerâs gender is not specified in any way
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Anon youâre so right, you canât sneak up on this man unless you have a teleportation ability. Like even invisibility or similar wouldnât probably work, but teleportation? Hell yeah.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž I think there would be a little bet on your side, how many times can you actually surprise him? You succeed far more than you first thought.
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Computer light falling onto a silhouette could be seen upon looking into the room, Fyodor Dostoevsky was sitting in front of the many screens, planning his ever-so-successful plan to get rid of ability users. Not moving much for some time, one could mistake him for a statue instead, that's until he slightly jumped from feeling fingers moving along his sides.
Quiet giggling was all he heard when turning around, trying to catch the figure behind him, but unsuccessful upon the person disappearing before the dark-haired man could even touch them.
Fyodorâs ever so lovely s/o, you, have always loved doing little tricks to see just how much can you be unpredictable, even to this man ever since you noticed he doesnât mind them⌠that much, at least.
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ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž This man, let me tell you, this man, is not safe ANYWHERE.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Office? âOh? Youâre ticklish Fedya? Nice to knowâ
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Hallways? Something as little as even a touch on the shoulder and getting out of there before he even manages to turn around.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž The house? U n l i m i t e d p o s s i b i l i t i e s.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž No matter what he does, our dear Fedya is never safe from little pranks and tricks for your entertainment, shits and giggles.
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Listen, Fyodor really doesnât mind you having fun with your ability here and there, but is it really too much to ask to organize things in peace? In your book, it seems it is.
Fyodor has some things written down on paper, and only one copy, as he believes itâs better to not keep some things on his computer. As much as it is un-hackable, his words he wants to be safe just in case. Better be safe than sorry, but it would be so much faster and easier to organize if papers didnât change their place the moment his eyes were even slightly averted from them, if folders didnât change their places, or more, if you didnât mess with his stuff.
The rat placed the paper on the table and turned away to get a folder? A little quiet sound could be heard behind him. Turning around, the paper is gone as if it wasnât there in the first place and is on the other side of the room. He turns back around to get the folder, but now that is gone too and is under a table.
Whether itâs papers that are moved around. From changing tables to even being moved to different folders, to folders that were perfectly organized in alphabetical order being all messed up. Every time he turns away, you would teleport in, take a folder out of the shelf, and teleport away. After a moment you would teleport back into a random ass place and place it there. The worst is that you do it not only when he organizes stuff, but also randomly on days he doesn't.
Really, the organizing would be so much faster if he had peace⌠sad that he doesnât.
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âYou gotta stop doing all that Myshka.â
âStop what?â
âAll those little jokes of yours. Itâs irritating.â
âItâs irritating but you still smile at them?â
â...â
âWhat? You think I donât know that you smile after Iâm out of the room?â
â...â
âWhy are you not saying anything? Itâs scary-â
âAbout that thing you mentioned you wanted to try in be-â
âALRIGHT! How about I make your favorite tonight? I didnât make it for so long!â
âWe had it last week, dorogaya*â
âYeah⌠so longâ
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You didnât stop your antics at all in the end, and no matter how much Fyodor complains, he hopes you will never stop <3
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Yall have a literal competition
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Who's gonna surprise who more? Good question-
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž You can be in the city buying things for yourself, feel a tug on your hair, and turning around you just see a glimpse of Nikolaiâs portal.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž In turn, he may be doing his braid in the morning and feel a tug on the back of HIS hair, and only then noticing your already disappearing figure in the mirror behind him, not giving him a chance to even turn aroundđ
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Morning sun rays fell upon the figure sitting in front of the mirror in the room. Nikolai was sitting quietly, still half asleep as it was around 7 am and he woke up not too long ago. The white-haired man was making his braid with closed eyes, the hand manner practically natural by now, in the quiet room.
That was before he felt a slight tug on the back of his head, He opened his eyes in a fast movement, managing to catch only one thing in the mirror reflection behind him, the gentle light that comes with his s/o, you, using their ability.
A quiet sigh from the man could be heard in the room, a gentle smile on his face that he couldnât stop from appearing.
âYou just couldnât stop yourself from doing that, huh, Dove?â Nikolai spoke knowing you were still in the room, as well as he noticed that he had to redo most of the braid he had done till now.
âItâs revenge for what you did last week, Kolyaâ
âI donât know what you are talking aboutâ
âHmm⌠I also donât know what Iâm talking about when I say I wonât be baking the cookies you wantedâ
âWait!-â
That certainly woke him up.
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ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Others are so done with yall I swear
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Thereâs no shame, you guys do it to each other in public all the time, not only in private. You once decided it was a good idea to scare him on a meeting with Sigma⌠it ended with you scaring them both
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž You apologized, only to Sigma though
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž He, in turn, scared you while you were out with a friend people stared at you two like you had 2 heads after screaming in the middle of the sidewalk for seemingly no reason
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž He did not apologize to either of you
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž So yeah, you both are not safe from the other absolutely anywhere or with anyone even in the bathroom
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You and Nikolai were visiting Sigma at the Sky Casino, although you disappeared around half an hour after the two of you got there. To where? A good question that the white head doesn't have an answer to.
"I'm telling you no is my answer."
"But are you sure it's your final answer?"
"Yes.. or wait-"
Good ol' doubt in an answer for Nikolai's quiz. He just needs to wait till Sigma says the wrong answer and he will be able to-
THUD
Whirling around or looking ahead, depending on the male, both noticed a book on the ground, a piece of literature the bi-colored-haired Man could swear he didn't have in his office.
Sigma stood up and slowly walked over to the book on the ground, he bent down to pick it up. Just as he straightened up, a sound of something hitting the floor sounded throughout the office. Looking back at the desk behind the males, a folder the younger of the two was working on beforehand, was lying on the floor.
âIs all the stuff in my office gonna be falling down or appearing out of thin air now?â
Just as Sigma spoke, the sound of something heavier, like the book from earlier, flew across the office, and then a sigh was heard right after.
âI think so, dear friend!â
Nikolai was acting cocky for the next few minutes as things would fall or appear out of nowhere, thinking that you are playing with only Sigma for fun. He realized it was you when the folder fell off the desk, but what he didnât realize, was that he wasnât safe at all.
He shouldâve remembered that you absolutely love to play around with him by doing something to his hair, so he shouldâve expected the tug on his hair from the back or the feeling of his hat gone from his head that came next.
And he couldnât do anything even if he whirled around immediately, as your figure disappeared in gentle light just as he did so.
âGoddammit.â
âTold you to look around.â
âBut Sigma!!! I thought-â
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If he could change one thing about your guys' games, it would be that damn hair part. Never understood why you love it so much, but at the same time, he didnât protest against it on a serious note before.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž The poor guy-
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Heâs just trying to work but you mess up his paperworkđ
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Like, he goes out of the office for a little to take a look around the casino but then comes back to the chaos that is his desk after
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The bi-hair-colored man entered his office quietly. It was quite dark, as the sun already started to set some time ago. He wondered what you, his lovely s/o, were doing at the moment as you insisted on staying in the main room earlier during your small talk with Sigma after spotting him walking around.
Upon laying his eyes on his desk once he got close enough, Sigma noticed that some things were moved around. The paper that he was writing on before got moved up by 8 centimeters, exactly 2 papers from the right got moved to the far left of the desk, in exchange, 3 papers from the left got moved to the place the 2 papers from the right were in before, he also had 3 files on his desk before, but now there was 5, and none of them being the 2 that were there before.
The reason behind that wasnât hard to guess.
âYou still here, dear?â
But it also wasnât hard to guess that you stayed close by.
âOf course!â The response came with you appearing behind him, and together with a light tickling feeling on his neck.
âŚHe had to start his work all over again.
âŚAt least you brought cookies though.
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ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž You donât surprise him TOO much, due to you wanting to let him work, however, that doesn't mean that you scaring him isn't a regular occurrence.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž Just got done talking with someone and had plans to go back to the office? Youâre standing right behind him, causing him to jump.
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž That one file he thought he lost? You coincidentally know where it is completely not where itâs supposed to be
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž He woke up in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom? What the fuck is that shadow in the corner on the way back? itâs you who woke up
ŕ˝ŕ˝˛ŕ˝ŕž You scare the workers of the casino as well by accident most of the timeđ
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He was just trying to comb his hair, but no, of course, his comb was not where it was meant to be, and of course, the spare one was missing as well.
His stuff had been going missing before being found in the most random places possible. Sigma didnât want to assume his beloved was at fault, but at the same time, this was happening way too much lately.
His heels? Moved from the hallway to the kitchen.
The glass of water he left on the counter? Found in his office, once he got there.
Once, all of his hairbands went missing, and he found every single one of them placed around in books, folders, cabinets, and even under papers he left on his desk.
The bi-colored-haired man decided to speak up with a slightly louder tone, in case you were somewhere in a farther corner of the apartment.
â[Name]?â
âYes, cotton?â
He decided to ignore that he jumped a little at your surprise entrance behind him. Shouldâve expected you wouldnât use the door.
âDo you know where my comb is?â
A hum came from you. âNo. Why do you ask?â
âCanât find it. Thought you would know.â
âGoing into assuming right away, arenât we?â
Itâs not that the man doesnât trust you, but youâve done little tricks like this so many times that no one could blame him if they tried. The teasing tone in your voice didn't help the situation.
âCan you blame me?â
â...No.â
â...You have it, donât you?â
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
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Sigma doesnât mind, itâs a part of your personality, but he would really appreciate if you stopped moving his stuff around. That would certainly help.
Notes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated
* 'Dorogaya' means love/sweetheart in Russian if the translator I used didn't fail me ;-;
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The Casino managers weakness
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Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs
Characters: Ler!Nikolai x Lee!Sigma
Words: 1488
â ď¸THIS IS A TICKLE FIC SO IF YOU DONâT WANNA SEE THAT,
YOU HAVE BEEN RANDO WARNEDâ ď¸
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It was a typical early morning in the sky casino, the guests were still fast asleep in their rooms, most of them completely passed out from a previous night of drinking and gambling. The owner, Sigma, had been sitting in his office, reading over every guests profiles once again, psyching himself out and maybe getting a little too stressed. Suddenly a very familiar man slipped his way inside, a cheery, overly excited grin on his face. âWell well well, looks like youâre already wide awake huh~? Oh, are you busy? Meh whatever- How are you today, my dearest Sigma~?!â Nikolai asked teasingly and poked his side, to which the tired man beside him flinched, before rolling his eyes and hoping he didnât notice. Oh but this was Nikolai, he definitely did.
âIâm just fine, Nikolai. But itâs too early for your shenanigans, so please give me a moment in silence.â Sigma muttered, eyes focused on the documents in front of him. This simply would not do for the clown like man. âOh, you wouldnât happen to be a littleâŚTicklish, would ya~?â He asked, to which split haired man blushed, ignoring the question and moving on with his work. ââŚHey~ Itâs not very nice to ignore your friends, right~? It canât hurt to pay me a little attention!â Nikolai cried dramatically, leaning over Sigma's shoulder, however Sigma couldnât care less to shove him off. âIt very much can, I have a lot of guests and a lot of work. So once again, please just give me some quiet.â Sigma snarled slightly, giving Nikolai a look of annoyance. However, Nikolai noticed that Sigma hadnât slept at all, he could see the dark circles under his eyes. Although he couldnât care less- or maybe he could- that Sigma was tired, he still wanted to mess with him at least a little bit! âOkay, okay. Fine. Iâll back offâŚ~â The man then swung his coat and disappeared. Finally, Sigma could go back to his peace and quiet. Or at least thatâs what he thought. But maybe he spoke too soonâŚ.
Not even half an hour later, a gloved hand suddenly snuck itâs way through a glowing portal and reached towards Sigma's waist from behind. The man let out an undignified squeal when it squeezed at his side, squirming away. âEep-Hehey! What the-?!â He giggled, whipping around in his seat to see nothing but the wall behind him. He knew what was going on. So Nikolai wanted to play that game, huh? Fine. But he wouldnât win. Sigma went back to his work and skimming over the papers slowly, before he felt Nikolai's other hand at his left side, spidering up it and making him squeak. Sigma quickly grabbed his hand in one of his however this unfortunately backfired, as the floating hand quickly wormed its way out of his grip, but grasped tightly onto his wrist instead, lifting up his arm. Crud. Before he could pull it back down, Nikolai's free hand was back, tracing itâs way up his ribs towards his raised arm.
Sigma felt the giggles bubbling in his throat, the rest of Nikolai's body appearing in front of his desk. âNawww~ Is someone getting distracted? But I thought you were supposed to be focused on your work!â Teased a handless Nikolai, grinning playfully. This made Sigma blush. Madly. He opened his mouth to protest at him but all that came out was stutters and small giggles. âN- Nikolahai-! Dohonât- Ehehe-!â âDonât what, Sigma~?â He asked, feigning innocence. âT- Tihickle mehehe!â Sigma giggled, eyes widening when he saw Nikolais grin get even more teasing, and the hand spidering up his ribs began to circle a single finger around his underarm. âW- Wahahait- I dihidnât-â âWell, if you wanted it so bad, you could've just said so~!â And suddenly all five fingers were scribbling at his unprotected armpit, making Sigma let out a high pitched squeal, throwing his head back with laughter. âWahahait-i! Nahahaha!â He giggled, a smile worming its way onto his red face. It didnât help when Nikolai's other hand which was previously holding his wrist let go, only to begin digging into his tummy, making him kick and nearly fall off his chair. âNikolahaihihi! Plehehehease!â âPlease, what? Please continue? Why of course I will~!â The man in question teased, smirking when it made Sigma giggle harder. Eventually, he slowed it down ever so slightly to let the poor man breathe. âWas that enough to get you all tired out, Sigma~?â He asked, to which sigma answered with the most annoyed voice he could muster- Which didn't sound even slightly annoyed at all. âIâm nohot that weak Nikolai, whahat doho you take me for?â He said quietly, a couple giggles still escaping him as he tried his best to glare at the magic man above him, who simply smirked.
âI dunno, it seems youâre pretty sensitive to me~! But Iâll tell ya whatâŚIâll stop if you promise to take a break!â Nikolai offers, letting go for a moment as his hands came back to his own body again. Sigma thought, and he thought hard. To be perfectly honest he quite liked the tingly feeling all the tickles gave him, and even more so how he was just able to laugh so freely rather than stress for a moment. But it was too embarrassing to admit, especially to Nikolai- heâd hold it above his head forever. But maybe that wouldnât be so bad. Or maybe it would. Knowing him, he was unpredictable like that. ThoughâŚSigma was willing to take the shot. âIâŚ.Fine Iâll take a breakâŚâ He sighed, to which Nikolai surprisingly nodded. âAlright! Then Iâll leave you be, it looks like you need the rest!â He said, about to raise his coat and disappear again, however he heard a but, which stopped him in his tracks.
âButâŚCould you- Maybe- Do it again..?â Sigma asked, looking away nervously and blushing once more. Nikolai turned to face him again, a confused look on his face, before he realized what the man meant and smirked slyly. âDo what again, Sigma~?â He asked, slowly leaning down to face him. Sigma was smiling nervously. âY- You know-! Just-â He stuttered, face going bright. Nikolai's hands disappeared once again, reappearing beside Sigma, fingers wiggling in the air teasingly as he hid his face with an embarrassed squeak.
âNawww, Whatâs wrong? Why are you hiding~? Iâm sure you can tell me what you want~!â He teased as his fingers got closer, nearly touching him, before retracting again. Sigma pouted behind his hands, peaking through his hands. It was now or never. âJust- Please tickle me again!â He blurted out quickly, shutting his eyes. But nothing came. He lowered his hands slightly, nervous that maybe heâd finally found something that even shocked the clown. However almost as soon as his hands uncovered his face, Nikolai's hands were squeezing at his hips, making him buck and screech.
âAhahawww~! Well isnât that just the cutest request~! Did you think Iâd say no?â He asks, to which Sigma nodded as he squirmed and giggled relentlessly. âReally? What kind of monster do you take me for? How could I possibly deny you this when your reactions are so interesting! And look at that smile~ Iâm sure your casino guests must melt at just the sight of it~â This made Sigma blush and squeal again, shaking his head. âNahahaha! I- It ihisnât cuhuhute!â He giggled, but Nikolai was having none of it as one hand began spidering up and down his back, making Sigma arch with more giggles. âOh yes it is! In fact- Itâs absolutely adorable~! Iâm sure these guests of yours would love to find out about just how sensitive you are, let alone how much you love it!â âNOHOHO!â He yelled out through his laughter, shaking his head wildly. âDohohonât say a wohohohord!â He squealed, tears pricking his eyes. âAlright alright~ I wonât tell themâŚFor now~!â Sigma whined, but nonetheless was still giggling loudly. This lasted for a while longer, the two bickering back and fourth while Sigma laughed and laughed.
By the end of it all Sigma had fallen off his chair, face bright red, hair disheveled. Nikolai smiled down at him. âAlright, I think youâve had enough now.â His hands came back to his body, one taking a while longer as it came back with a glass of water which he placed on Sigma's desk. âHow was that~?â He asked teasingly. âIt felt good to laugh like that I guessâŚâ Sigma mumbled in embarrassment, to which the clown laughed. âYou guess? We both know you loved it~! Now, take a moment to rest up!â He said, however before he disappeared, he whispered in Sigma's ear.
â...Oh by the wayâŚIâm so telling Dos- Kun~!â Before Sigma could grab him, he was gone. He got up to his desk, before burrowing his face in his arms. Damnit Nikolai!
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A/N: Hey Everyone, apologies for the late post but this is my @squealing-santa gift for @strawberry-mushrooms!! Merry Christmas and happy new year, and I'm so sorry your gift has arrived a lil late! I added way more than expected, but I hope you enjoy the fic!
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Heya Myst! For the 200 followers event (CONGRATS BTW! YOU DESERVE IT!), can I please request đŤđ§ş with lee! Sigma and ler! Nikolai (BSD). Romantic or platonic, I don't have a preference! Have a lovely day!
My Event Closes on the 22nd
Sigma stared at the food in front of him. Never in his entire life had he seen so many different things and never has he ever left his casino for the land below for something as odd as a picnic. Nikolai was truly an artistic person, picking out one of the fanciest blankets to sit on and finding a nice, shady spot away from other people. Not to mention the very organized way he spread all the food out. Sigma was amazed not only by how well prepared Nikolai was, but the fact that Nikolai somehow knew all his favorite food aside from sugar cookies.
âHey, you look a little serious there, pal.â Nikolai said, breaking Sigma from his train of thought.
âSorry, just thinking about things.â Sigma replied, about to bite into a turkey sandwich with his favorite type of cheese, mozzarella.
âYknow, I wanna play a little game with you.~â Nikolai snickered when Sigma glared at him.
âNo. Let me enjoy my sandwich in peace.â Sigma took another bite, praying that Nikolai would spare him for once.
âOh come on! Itâs quiz time!~â
Sigma all but choked on his sandwich. âNot now! I thought we were gonna relax and have what you call a âchillâ day?!?â
âRelax, my friend!â Nikolai chuckled and sat next to Sigma, the younger man suddenly becoming very nervous and suspicious. âThis is a chill day!â
âNot with you beingâŚso close and acting like youâre up to something!â Sigma shoved Nikolai back. âGo away! I wanna eat in peace!!â
âSorry, but Iâm not leaving you alone until you stop stressing! Thereâs nothing to stress about!â Nikolai poked Sigmaâs sides, smirking as he heard a squeak. âOhhhâŚwhatâs this?~â
âAaahh!!â Sigma slapped Nikolaiâs hand away. âWhat are you doing?!â
âIâm poking you.â Nikolai replied, smiling as innocently as he could. âWhy?â
âI-itâs annoying!â
âMmâŚso if I keep doing this, youâll get irritated enough to indulge in my quiz, right?â
Sigma flinched as Nikolai continued to poke his sides. Upon fingers poking his ribs, he had enough for one day. Sigma giggled but slammed his sandwich back into the bag and threw it back into the cooler, glaring daggers at the literal clown sitting next to him.
âStop! I swear to god if you donât stopâŚâ Sigma began.
âWhat? Youâll what?â Nikolai taunted, grinning from ear to ear. âYouâll giggle?~â
No wonder Fyodor decided to decline the picnic invitation. Nikolai was just as chaotic as he always was even though one of his promises was to behave. Good for Fyodor, he didnât have to deal with this absolute tomfoolery but unfortunately for Sigma, he was gullible enough to join Nikolai after much convincing.
âNo! I donât giggle!â Sigma growled. âDonât you dare touch me!â Sigma pointed to the opposite end of the blanket. âGo all the way over there and eat your cream cheese stuffed sandwich! Gross by the way. Go over there before I hit you with all of this!â
âCome on! Iâm not touching you.~â Nikolai sang, clearly touching Sigma by poking his sides repetitively. âSee? Ooh! I think I heard a giggle! Is Siggy kun ticklish?~â
Sigma wanted nothing more than to make Nikolai choke on the darn apple he was now holding in his left hand. He hated that he was the manâs poking subject and yelled, falling over when Nikolai gave his sides a squeeze.
âDonât cahahall m-me tha-AAHA!!â Sigma cupped his mouth as he fell over, glaring at Nikolai before giggles spilled from his lips. âStooohohop!! Iâll kick your shi-hahaha!!
âYippee!!â Nikolai sang, wrestling Sigma down with ease. âCâmon, Sigma kun! Letâs hear those giggles!~â
As much as Sigma didnât want to giggle, Nikolai managed to force them out. Sigma didnât know what sort of witchcraft this man was using but it certainly worked its magic, the younger of the two giggling himself absolutely silly.
Nikolai found Sigmaâs ribs and smiled as his laughter rose in pitch. Sigma was going to probably scream at him and whack him with his sandwich bag and maybe one of the charcuterie boards after he finished but it was worth it to hear Sigmaâs laughter.
A/N: Thanks for the request! I made this drabble a little short for two reasons, one I had no time and wrote this all in 10 min and two, I didnât know how I was going to write Nikolaiđ
Hope I did ok!
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Tickletober day #21: New discovery
So someone had req this, although they had changed it to lee Kuni cause at the time I wasn't sure how to write Sigma but now I do so I'll do the og prompt
Wherever you are, I hope you enjoy :D
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Dazai x Sigma (interpret as you wish)
Lee: Sigma
Ler: Dazai
Warnings: Tickles!
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"Dazai, what's tickling?"
Well, he surely didn't see that one coming "Pfft, you really don't know?"
He shook his head "Nikolai keeps saying how he tickles Fyodor, but I'm not sure what he means by that, so what is it?"
"Well umm..." the brunnette thought for a moment before getting a mischevious idea. "I think it's better if I just show you. Lay down?~" Dazai motioned over to his lap, making Sigma tilt his head like a confused kitten, but he did so anyways. "Now let's see, does this feel funny to you?" he asked while his nimble fingers gave an experimental squeeze to Sigma's sides.
"HAH?!" his body instantly jolted at the weird sensation, arms quickly retracting close to his torso as a defense mechanism.
"Look at that, seems you're ticklish~" the suicidal maniac replied with a playful grin.
"Ticklish? I don't- PFFT! AHAHAHAHAHA! D-DAHAZAHAHAI?!?!?!" poor Sigma squealed and his limbs flailed all over the place as Dazai had started aimlessly scribbling all over his torso.
"Yup! It means when I touch a certain body part, you'll laugh!~" he emphazised with a poke to Sigma's navel, earning a squeak.
"Ihi don't lihihike this- Wahait! Dazai nohoHOHOHO!" legs went kicking wildly as the brunnette wormed his fingers under Sigma's arms.
"You sure you don't like it? You haven't told me to stop, and we still have your lower half to explore~"
Sigma's face went bright red and he gulped, this was going to be a long night for him.
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Goodnighhhtt~
For your sentence starters can you please do lee Sigma (bsd) and ler reader with "You're cheheheheating!" and romantic please?
He's the sweetest, he's supposed to be good at all the casino games so perhaps reader challenges him to one (maybe pool) and is definitely not cheating? Hehe, maybe they've made a bet too, but it's all up to you! Remember to take breaks and drink enough water!
{Puffs are now CLOSED!}
Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night to you too! :D
Muah! I love Sigma as a lee jkarjkeajkrejkrjke He's not someone I write for much (exception of this event- at all) but God if I don't love writing him marjkaekjrjaekrjk anon I've gotcha covered! Also thank you! :3 Take breaks and drink lots of water aswell!
âHey, wanna play pool?â
Thatâs what started Sigmaâs current predicament, giggling helplessly as he leaned into the pool table for support. âYohohohoohuâre cheehehehating!â
âNo Iâm not. I told you, Iâm assisting.â You grinned impishly behind him, reaching out to âadjustâ his arms. When he told you he didnât know anything about pool, you were over the moon. It was cliche, but you always wanted an excuse to pull the olâ âLemme get behind you and show youâ move.
The fact he was so ticklish was an added bonus.
âYour arms are too loose here. Bring them back just like this.â You made up some excuse to touch him, gently squeezing his biceps as you positioned his arms, making him shiver and twitch against you. âThere, now lean forward..â
âEheheheehe! Hehe-ehehahahaha, wahhahahit!â Sigma nearly dropped his stick when you grabbed his waist, pulling him back some with a few gentle squeezes. âHohohoohw does thahahhat help?â
âSpace, my guy. Now- angle your arms.â You jabbed him a few times beneath the nearest armpit, making him full body flinch with a squeak. âCome on- straighten them up.â
âEhehehe! Hehehehehehe! L-Lihiihke this?â He did as you said, lining up his stick and taking the shot. The cue ball rolled gracefully across the table, knocking into a ball and sending it down the corner pocket. âI did it! (Y/N), I did it!â
âHeck yeah! Only- that wasn'tâ one of yours.â You gently pointed out. It was only then Sigma remembered he was playing stripes.
âOhâŚuh, what happens now?â He asked, giggling nervously when you started to smile.
âYou getâŚa penalty!â You cried, closing in and tickling his ribs. Sigma squeaked and jumped, nearly falling into the table as you clung to him. âTickle tickle tickle!â
âAheahhahahah! Gehhehahhahaha! (Y/N)! Ehheheheeh! Thihihhiis dohohohesnât seheheheem cohoohhorrect!â He twisted in your arms, hiding his face against the table as you carried on gently tickling his sides and ribs. âIhiihihihs tihihihis in the ruhuhuhle bohohohohk?â
âSure! Why not?â You could teach him properly another day. For now, you were having too much fun teasing him. â(Y/N)âs personal rulebook to Billiards!â
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A/N: IM DOING REQUESTS AS WELL I PINKY PROMISE I just already had this one half done!!!
Warnings: none!
Could be interpreted as romantic or platonic but I wrote it with romantic undertones!!
âźď¸THIS IS A TICKLE FIC!! IF YOURE NOT INTO THAT KIND OF THING JUST SCROLLâźď¸
It was Sigma's own fault really. He should know better than to stretch like that, in such a way that made him so vulnerable. That's what the two on either side of him would attest, Anyhow.
"St-stohop it right this instant! Nohoâ!" The dual haired man twisted back and forth. On either side of him sat Fyodor and Nikolai, each keeping a grip on one of his wrists, leaving both arms high in the air.
"This is your faaaaault~" Sang the jester, hand climbing up Sigma's side. Sigma's skin twitched under the contact of Nikolai's bright red fingernails against it. He could swear nikolai had some sort of magic that made them tickle more. (He didn't, Sigma's just that ticklish.)
"Stretching like that while sitting in the middle..~" tsked the man on the right, one finger scratching right in the center of Sigma's underarm. "You're practically asking for it."
Sigma yipped out in complaint. He'd meant it to sound more like a grumble or a growl, to threaten them into letting him go, butâŚ
"G-gogolâ!" He gasped out as The jesters fingernails tip tapped across his bare stomach, fluttering in such a way that would drive him insane, if he kept on for too long.
"Oh look, Dos-kun, I think I'm winning! Listen to the way he's gasping! Oh isn't it cute?~"
"Very cute." Fyodor smirked, bringing his own hand down to knead at Sigma's hip. The latter gave a shriek in response. "But I dare-say its me who's winning~"
Sigma's feet pounded against the floor. Thoughts flooded his head of how unfair this was, not only two versus one but two sadists versus one very ticklish victim. His cheeks flushed pink as the two began to speak again.
"Which is worse, Sigma?"
"Kyola?"
"Or Dos-kun?~"
Sigma whined out in protest. On one hand, Fyodor had a way of finding exactly where it tickled most and zeroing right in on it, leaving him shrieking and kicking. But on the other, Nikolai's nails just lightly fluttering against his bare tummy drove him up the wall, and the teasing, he thought to himself. Both were unfairly good at this.
"I think he's ignoring us, dos-kun!" Nikolai gasped.
"Well then, if he doesn't want to answer.." a sinister chucked escaped the black haired man, both locking eyes for a moment before leaning in against his ears, speaking together.
"We'll tickle it out of you~"
Sigma's eyes widened. Suddenly, both mens hands moved from where they were. Fydors thumb pressed itself into the soft spot between Sigma's hip and his thigh, squeezing mercilessly. Gogol, on the other hand, moved to circle one finger around the rim of Sigma's bellybutton. The purple and white haired man gave a loud shriek. He tugged and twisted every which way as incoherent babbles fell from his lips through helpless giggling and cackles.
"F-FYoHODor! N-nAHa! I câAhaNtâ"
Mercifully, fyodor ceased. Well. Sort of mercifully. His hand instead grabbed onto the wrist Nikolai was holding prior. Sigma wondered when he'd let go?? Though his thoughts were quickly stifled by the sight of Nikolai's fingers wiggling inches from his stomach.
"Fyodor, hm? I'll change that for you~" In an instant, both of Gogol's hands explored around Sigma's bare tummy. One fingernails dipping into his tummy button, while the other hand spidered all around the sensitive skin. The poor man immediately fell back into stitches.
"N-nOho plEHEASE GET OhOuT! KyOHolA!" Sigma's torso flinched and twitched under each touch, his arms desperately fighting to get free with no success.
"Well? Is it worse than what dos-kun was doing?~"
"Y-YEhEs GOD STOhOp!"
"I told you~" giggled the jester at the dark haired man, who tsked as Sigma took shallow breaths. He felt a sense of relief.
Until he felt Nikolai take his wrists and pull them back up.
"Allow me to prove otherwise~"
Nikolai felt a giddy sense of dread as that pink spread across his cheeks again. He was going to be here for a long, long time.
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THE ART QUEEN HAS OPENED ART REQUESTS-- (Insert meme 'WOOOO'). Can I please request lee! Sigma from Bungou Stray Dogs (I just wanna give him a hug, mannn) and ler... your sona! (Ps you literally have such a cool sona, like damn she looks so soft but so devious). I am wayyyy too shy to reblog your stuff (Because this site won't let you reblog shit anonymously :D), but I can offer spamming you inbox with messages of me going feral over your art instead LMAO- Remember, take as long as you want and decline if you need, no worries! Bye byeeeee!
Uwaaaaa! A big kith for you, dust bunny!!! âŞ(´ξď˝*)đ That's so sweet of you to say! Aaaand here's your little Sigma!
He guessed wroooong, oh deary me đ¤
Gambling man had a lot on the line today, uh oooh~ He's quite the wriggler, but he's such a well behaved lee, he got all the hugs and snacks afterwards đĽ°
6 hours of work! I love how this one turned out SO much! Bro got me looking up gow to open commissions! 𤊠I definitely should be charging for this kind of work XD I got so into it!!!!
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Bungo Stray Dogs Coffee Shots #61-70
A collection of the BSD Coffee Shots I've done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories. Many are from various seasonal events.
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61) Lee Atsushi, Ler Dazai
In retrospect, reaching out to poke Dazaiâs exposed underarm when he was extravagantly trying to eat a grape had probably not been the smartest idea, even if it had been worth it for a few glorious seconds.
Atsushi had felt proud of himself â catching the man off guard was rare, and making him scramble back in a panic while laughing at the fingers in his sides was even more rare. It was probably because Dazai hadnât been provoking the attack that it flustered him so much, but when it was over a few seconds later, the wicked glint in his eyes told Atsushi heâd made a mistake.
Not a bad one, but a mistake nonetheless.
âThink thatâs funny, hmm, Atsushi?â the detective asked now, reaching for his ankle to keep him from running. âWhy donât I give you something to really laugh about?â
âNohohohohooo, wait, Iâm sohohohorry!â Atsushi pleaded, already giggling despite nothing having happened yet.
Dazai chuckled and gave his ankle a hard tug, pulling Atsushi closer to him and riding his shirt up in one fell swoop. Before the weretiger could hope to cover up, the brunette was straddling him and catching his wrists in one hand expertly. He reached for the picnic basket nearby.
âHave you tried a grape yet, Atsushi? Theyâre delicious,â he said, completing his earlier interrupted action of popping one into his mouth in an overly grand gesture. He then turned to smirk down at his newfound prey, enjoying the panicked giggles spewing out of him already. Atsushiâs cheeks were pink and his eyes alight â exactly what Dazai wanted to see.
âBut you know,â he continued, settling himself in a bit more, taking one of his protĂŠgĂŠâs wrists in each hand and pinning them to the ground, âI have a feeling youâll like raspberries better~â
âNonono wahahahait, please, Daz-AHAHAHAHAHAHAI!!â Atsushi squealed with laughter when his friendâs lips found his tummy and blew, sending wildly ticklish sensations all up and down his body. He sucked in two gulps of air when it was over, then was immediately sent back into throes of hysterical cackles when Dazai resumed.
âOooh, looks like I was right~â the detective teased, throwing in some random scribbles and squeezes to his sides here and there. âYou seem to love raspberries!â
Atsushi couldnât even protest â he was too busy laughing himself silly to think about it.
*
62) Lee Ranpo, Ler Poe
Ranpo tickled Poe a lot.
It wasnât unwanted or forced or anything like that â it was just a point of fact.
When Poe was in the middle of writing a sentence, Ranpo would come up behind him and jab his fingers into his ribs, making him spasm and draw a jagged line down the rest of the paper. When he was cooking, the detective would run a finger up his spine to make him spill whatever he was pouring at the time. Oh, and during movie nights? Whenever they were watching something cheesy, Ranpo would poke him for every use of a word that tended to come up often.
It kept Poe on edge, but heâd be lying if he said he didnât thoroughly enjoy himself as well.
Ranpo tickled Poe a lot, but it wasnât easy for Poe to catch him off-guard and fluster him quite so much â something the author had resigned himself to a while ago.
But right now? OhâŚheâd found a gem.
âMy dear,â Poe murmured in wonderment, holding the smaller man closer and breathing purposefully on the shell of his ear. âAre you perhaps a bit sensitive here?â
âNo,â Ranpo replied instantly, but the pout on his face and blush on his cheeks told the true story.
Poe grinned, leaning in to kiss his ear a second time, relishing the sharp intake of breath and giggly shiver that ran through his boyfriend at the gesture. âI think youâre lying~â
âIâm not!â Ranpo insisted.
âWhat shall I call this mystery, hmm?â Poe mused taking the lobe of the detectiveâs ear and nibbling it gently, holding him firmly when he tried to shimmy away. âThe Case of the Ticklish Ears? The Stubborn Detective? Or perhapsâŚâ
The squeak that Ranpo let fly when Poe kissed the area just beneath his ear made the author grin so wide he thought it a wonder that his face didnât split open.
âOf Detectives and Tickles,â he declared, kissing him again.
Ranpo squirmed, unable to hold back his giggles now, scrunching up in a futile effort to protect himself. âThahahahahatâs stupid!â
âYou wound me,â Poe replied, sneakily reaching around to dig into the backs of his boyfriendâs ribs just as a tense moment of silence on the TV screen was cut short by an explosion. Ranpo arched and let out a shriek, immediately covering up his mouth in horror at himself, but the taller man could only laugh. âNow that was spectacular! Ah-ah, where do you think youâre going?â
âPohohohohoe, nohohohohoho!â Ranpo whined, giving up all pretenses as his boyfriend wrapped him in an inescapable hug, tickling softly and kissing his neck and ears. âEhehehehehehe, plehehehehease, nohohohohoho!â
Poe just smiled against his neck as he placed his lips there, soaking in his giggles and useless attempts at escape as if it were water in a desert. He did so love to make Ranpo laugh, too.
*
63) Lee Sigma, Ler Dazai
âYour hair is so long and colorful,â Dazai murmured, running his fingers through it absently. âIt looks like cotton candy. Does it taste like it?â
âOf course not, weirdo,â Sigma replied, trying not to let himself melt at the gentle touch as he hunched over his desk, scribbling away at the papers heâd been assigned for the day. âBut youâre welcome to try, if itâll make you feel better.â
Dazai chuckled. âNah. I did that to Chuuya once, thinking his hair might taste like Flaming Hot Cheetos. It didnât.â
Sigma shook his head, hiding a smile as best he could. âIâm sure he enjoyed that.â
âOh, he was livid,â the detective replied. âBut it was so worth it.â
Sigma felt every part of his body relax when Dazai continued to trail his fingers through his hair from his scalp to his shoulders, like he was petting a cat. He took a moment to make sure his voice would come out normally as he asked, âIs there a point to your fondling my hair or are you just being an idiot?â
âFondling?â Dazai paused in his ministrations to cackle, bending over at the waist as he laughed.
Sigma flushed, suddenly embarrassed at his word choice. âYou know what I mean.â
âThat wasnât fondling. This is fondling!â Dazai made a show of grabbing a fistful of Sigmaâs hair and scrunching it up, his fingernails catching the other manâs neck in tandem with the stray strands that flew free.
âHmmph!â Sigma clenched his fists, wrinkling one of the papers heâd been working on as well, every relaxed muscle in him suddenly taut with tension. âD-Donât do that! Iâll have to comb it all out again.â
Dazai paused and was silent for a moment, and for a brief second Sigma thought he was getting what he asked.
Then the detective plunged his fingers through his two-toned hair to scribble purposefully at his neck, and he squeaked and dropped his pen as his hands flew up to stop him. âDohohonât!â
âOooh, is this a new tickle spot, Sigma?~â Dazai teased, capturing his right wrist and tracing his finger along the shell of his ear. âWhat about here?â
âEhehehehehe! Nohohoho!â Sigma scrunched up his shoulder protectively, trying to reach around with his left arm to stop the detectiveâs experimenting.
Dazaiâs grin was evident in his voice. âFascinating! Iâll have to look into this more later. But I donât want to ruin the moment.â
âRuin the moment? Itâs already ruined,â Sigma shot back, gesturing at his desk. âLook at all these papers Iâll have to start over thanks to you!â
Without another word, Dazai silently went back to the petting motion heâd started this interaction with. Sigma felt himself relax involuntarily, a sigh slipping free this time as well.
âFeels nice, hmm, Sigma?â Dazai teased playfully.
Sigma closed his eyes and resigned himself to not getting any work done until his friend left him alone.
*
64) Lee Atsushi, Ler Akutagawa
âDo you ever feel the urge to turn into your tiger when itâs a full moon?â
The question came out of nowhere, making Atsushi turn in surprise. Akutagawa was leaning back comfortably on the rooftop, gazing up at the bright white orb in the darkened sky. The younger man took him in with a soft smile.
âNo? I mean, no more than usual, I guess.â
The other man glanced at him. âSo you feel the urge regularly?â
âWhat â no! I meanâŚâ Atsushi ran a hand through his hair, flopping onto his back on the blanket theyâd laid out for stargazing. A cool breeze passed by, but neither of them noticed. âI transform so much during battle that the urge isnât really as strong as it was when I was a kid. When I didnât know what I could do, but I needed to from time to time. I donât know, itâs hard to explain.â
Akutagawaâs eyes were on him, observing him with such solemnity and grace that Atsushi wasnât sure what to do other than lay there and let his eyes roam as well. They took each other in for several long, quiet moments.
âWhat about you?â Atsushi asked at last, clearing his throat, glancing at Akutagawaâs coat. âDo you ever feel an urge to unleash Rashomon when the situation doesnât require it?â
âNo,â Akutagawa answered easily, gradually pushing himself up to roll over on top of his boyfriend, caging him with his arms and hovering teasingly over his lips with his own.
âN-No?â the weretiger stammered, heart hammering in his chest. Behind Akuâs looming form was the bright moon, both calling out for him and soothing him at once. He felt his tiger stir inside him. Huh. Maybe there was some part of him that wanted to transform with the full moon.
Akutagawaâs lips crashed into his with a sudden fervor, surprising Atsushi for a split second before he retaliated, throwing his arms around his partner and holding him close, trying to absorb him, coat and all. It took him a moment to register that he was feeling Rashomon wrap around his hands, trapping them behind his boyfriendâs neck.
âYou sneaky little jerk,â he groaned in a near whisper, breaking their kiss to mock glare at his partner.
Akutagawa smirked, looking way too pleased with himself as he brought one hand down to tweak Atsushiâs side. âHow about that. I guess I lied.â
âI hate you so muhuhuhuhuhuhuch! Ahahahahahaha, nohohohohoho!â Atsushi whined, tossing his head back with laughter as Akutagawa pinched and prodded all up and down his stomach, searching for his belly button through the fabric of his shirt. âIâll gehehehehehet you bahahahahahack for THIHIHIHIHIS!! GAHAHAHAHAHA WAIT, AKUTAGAHAHAHAHAHAWA!!â
Instead of stopping, Akutagawa kissed him again, absorbing his laughter and enjoying his squirming form under the light of the full moon. Absently, he wondered if Atsushi would transform to escape his clutches or just lay there and take it.
A few minutes later, he had his answer.
*
65) Lee Chuuya, Ler Dazai
âYou could have made any kind of pie.â
âShut up.â
âBut you made this kind.â
âShut up!â
Dazai bit his lip to keep his snickers at bay. He glanced at the cherry pie on the stovetop and then back to his partner, smirking. âIs there something youâre trying to tell me, chibi?â
Chuuyaâs cheeks were as red as his hair. âNo!â
The detective grabbed his chin and jerked it upwards so his mafioso boyfriend couldnât keep looking away. âSomething youâd like me to do to you, perhaps?â
âFuck off!â Chuuya snapped, twisting out of Dazaiâs grip and shoving him away, looking like he was close to some kind of breaking point. âI just wanted to try something new and I had the time off to do it and I didnât think youâd be home so soonââ
âChuuyaââ
âAnd itâs been cold as fuck in here and I wanted to warm up â I-I didnât even think about the cherries, okay?! I just like them is all; why do you have to make everything weird â mmph!â
The redheadâs words were cut short when Dazai grabbed his face and crushed their lips together, pulling back to say, âSorry. Iâll stop teasing you. I think itâs cute that you wanted to try baking.â
âI am not cute â wah?!â Chuuya yelped when Dazai easily picked him up and flung him over his shoulder, racing into the living room. âW-Where are we going?!â
âJust here,â Dazai replied, plopping him onto the sofa before looming over him with a playful smirk and grabbing onto his partnerâs ribs. âSo I can turn that frown upside-down~â
Chuuya let out a high-pitched screech, slapping a hand over his mouth in mortification even as uncontrollable giggles continued to spill out of him. He twisted to try and get away, but Dazai had him firmly stuck, and within just a few seconds he was laughing out loud, unable to help himself.
âGAHAHAHAHAHA YOU FUHUHUHUHUHUCK!! NO FAHAHAHAHAHAIR!!â
Dazai beamed at him. âMy cute chibi baked me a dessert! How can I not thank him for such a treat, hmm?â
âI DIHIHIHIHIHIDNâT BAHAHAHAHAKE YOU SHIT!! GET OHOHOHOHOHOFF!!â Chuuya suddenly arched his back when Dazai found his thighs, letting out a scream of laughter and frantically trying to shove his detective boyfriend away.
âAww, you wonât share? Thatâs mean, Chuuya! And here I was so proud of you for trying something that didnât involve hurting anyoneââ
âDAHAHAHAHAHAZAIâ!!â
âOh!â Dazai snapped his fingers even as he beamed down at his squirming, cackling partner. âIs that why you chose cherries? The red reminds you of the blood you like to spill so much?â
Chuuya took in a big breath to shriek out a laughing curse at him, but before he could answer Dazai had swooped in to kiss him again, and the redhead became lost to his own hysterics.
They could always reheat the pie later.
*
66) Lee Sigma, Ler Dazai
âYou,â Dazai said as he plopped down next to Sigma on a bench outside the Agency, âlook far too glum for this beautiful fall day. Being depressed is my thing, you know.â
The dual-haired man let out a sigh. âI saw a ghost in a display earlier today.â
Dazai nodded sagely. âIt is the time of year for such things.â
âAnd it got me thinkingâŚam I a ghost?â
âThatâs a deep question.â
Sigma glanced up at the trees changing color around them. âItâs justâŚI have no past. Iâm not even a year old. I have no real memories, no real connections to the worldâŚâ
âHey,â Dazai grumbled good-naturedly, nudging him. âWhat am I, then?â
âSo if Iâm hardly a real person, would that make me a ghost? OrâŚa half-formed spirit of some kind?â Sigma continued his musings, paying no mind to the detectiveâs efforts to make him feel better.
Dazai blinked, falling silent for a long moment. He let as much time as he felt was necessary pass, then: âIf you were a ghost, would you be able to feel this?â And he poked Sigma in the ribs.
The other man jumped in surprise, a wobbly smile on his lips already. âDazaiââ
âOr this?â Another poke, followed by one to his belly, then his hip. âOr this, or this?â
âDahahahahazai!â
âYou canât possibly be a ghost,â the detective declared, nodding again as though heâd come to some fantastic conclusion. âYouâre here, you can feel me, youâre laughing like you havenât got a care in the worldâŚâ
Sigma slapped a hand over his mouth, suddenly embarrassed. Oh, yeah â most people didnât like this kind of thing, right? He was supposed to protest or fight back? But thenâŚDazai never did those things, and he didnât really want to do those things, either.
Dazai grabbed his wrist to uncover his mouth and smirked. âBesides, Iâve seen ghosts, and youâre definitely not it. Youâve got a lot of living yet to do.â
Sigma wasnât entirely sure what his friend was talking about, but he was grateful for the intervention all the same.
And Dazai didnât let up until he was convinced Sigma had come around to his way of thinking.
*
67) Lee Poe, Ler Ranpo
Poe hadnât thought too hard about it when he got home on Halloween night and Ranpo wasnât there. He often worked late, and with it being this holiday in particular, any number of idiots could have been out causing trouble that he needed to clean up. He shot off a quick text, made some tea, grabbed his book, and snuggled in for a cozy night of reading.
A little over an hour later, there were keys in the lock of the door, and just as Poe was bookmarking his place, a clown walked into the apartment.
Yes, thatâs right. A clown.
Poe paused, book halfway to the coffee table. He blinked as the clown closed and locked the door behind him, then turned and grinned.
âHey, Eddie!â it said.
âRanpo?â Poe blinked again, finally letting the book drop from his hands. âWhatâŚare you wearing?â
âA costume, obviously,â the detective shot back, proudly holding up a plush pumpkin bag filled to the brim with goodies. âLook how much candy I got!â
âWere you trick or treating?â
âWell, duh. Itâs Halloween.â
âButâŚâ Poe shook his head, confused. âYouâreâŚnot a child.â
Ranpo scoffed and waved his hand. âIâm short enough to pass, and with all this makeup on itâs not like anyone could tell. Just had to pitch my voice a little higher and boom! Candy for days!â
âCandy for tomorrow is more like it,â Poe muttered, though he was secretly amused by the idea of his boyfriend sneaking out to get free sugar. It was so like him.
Ranpo dropped his candy bag and kicked off his shoes â thankfully not clown shoes, just regular ones. âI donât think you quite appreciate the effort I put into this look, Eddie.â
âNo, I do,â Poe replied. âBut I also think youâre a terrible person.â
As a rule, Poe was not afraid of clowns. They werenât his thing really, but he wasnât terrified of them like some people were.
Ranpo barreling toward him at full speed out of nowhere certainly startled him, though.
âEEK!! Ranpo, what are you â gahahahahahaha wahahahahahait!â Poe squealed with surprised giggles when his boyfriend launched himself on top of him and started tickling wildly without any warning whatsoever. âNohohohohoho, whahahahahahat are you dohohohohohohoing?!â
âMaking you laugh! Clowns are funny, you know?â
âTihihihihihihihickling is cheheeheheheating â AIEEEE Rahahahahahahahanpo!â
The detective smiled as he tickled one of his partnerâs worst spots, drawing helpless laughter out of him that made his heart soar. âWhatâs that you were saying about me being a terrible person?â
Despite his hysterics, Poe managed, âYouâre a mehehehehehehehenace to sociehehehehety!â
Ranpo tsked and kept up his playful attack, candy long forgotten for the moment. âYou sound like youâre asking for the feather, Eddie~â
âNohohohohohohohoâŚ!â
Poe still wasnât afraid of clowns, but he had a newfound appreciation for them after that night.
*
68) Lee Higuchi, Ler Gin
Ginâs serious face was unfairly attractive.
Her putting her hand over Higuchiâs mouth to keep her quiet as they hid in the darkened alley was kind of exciting, too.
Higuchi kept her eyes on the slightly taller woman as the assassin looked out to the street, where her brother had been about to walk by just as they were going to kiss goodnight. Their relationship wasnât necessarily something they wanted to hide, but there were better ways for the older Akutagawa to find out without stumbling upon them kissing outside the apartment the siblings shared.
Akutagawa didnât even glance at them as he walked by the alley. He was tapping away at his phone, eyes lit up in a way that both girls knew meant he was texting the weretiger.
After a few moments the front door of the apartment closed, and they sighed in relief before getting back to business, with Gin leaning down to kiss Higuchi against the wall.
Higuchi wrapped her arms around her neck, Ginâs hands went to her waist. It had taken some time for the blonde to get used to these new feelings â she hadnât known she could be into girls until Gin â but sheâd finally come to accept them for what they were. Still, almost being caught by the man she used to have feelings for made her nervous.
âRelax,â Gin murmured, thumbs brushing along her hips. âYouâre so tense.â
âWe have to tell him,â Higuchi replied without thinking, looking up at her partner imploringly. âI canât keep pretending. It freaks me out.â
Gin blinked in surprise, then smiled. âSure. But not tonight. Maybe tomorrow at work?â Higuchi nodded her consent, and the taller woman pulled her closer, thumbs purposefully digging into her hipbones now. âCome on, it wonât be so bad. Heâll be fine.â
Higuchi choked on a giggle and squirmed, but Gin was strong, and she wasnât getting away that easily. âY-You donât know he willâŚs-stop doing that!â
âDoing what?â Gin asked innocently, shifting to squeeze her waist and sides. âThis?â
âY-Yehehehehes, thahahahahat!â Higuchi squealed, arms coming down protectively. It did little to stop the younger Akutagawa, however, as her hands darted up to scribble across her ribs next. âEhehehehehehe, nohohohohohoho! Plehehehehease!â
Gin leaned in playfully. âQuiet, Ichiyo. You wouldnât want my brother to hear you and come looking, would you?â
Higuchi pressed a hand to her mouth to muffle herself this time, trembling with suppressed laughter as her girlfriend gently tickled all the spots sheâd learned made her laugh over the last few months. âN-Nohohohohohot like thihihihihihihis!â
She meant this wasnât how she wanted Akutagawa to find out, but Gin understood her perfectly and leaned in to kiss her cheek.
âThen I guess youâd better keep quiet~â
âYohohohohohou cohohohohohohould stohohohohohohop!â
âHmmâŚno, I donât think I will.â
Thankfully the shadows of the alley were the only witnesses to their antics that night.
*
69) Lee Akutagawa, Ler Atsushi
âWeheheheheheretiger, plehehehehehehease! No mohohohohohohore!â
Atsushi clicked his tongue knowingly. âYou know, for all of your begging me to stop, youâre not really trying all that hard to get away.â
âI cahahahahahahahahanâtâ!â
âItâs not like I wrapped that thing around you very tight, you knowââ
âStohohohohohohohop tahahahahahahahalking, you ahahahahahahahahasshole!â
Atsushi giggled. It was rare that his boyfriend called him anything other than âweretiger,â and while hearing his name tumbling out of Akutagawaâs lips when he was like this made his heart flutter, hearing him call him something so blatantly rude felt like total victory.
The two of them had been enjoying a winter night indoors together â complete with a looping fireplace since neither of them had a real one â and a cozy throw blanket. Somewhere in their soft flirtations, Akutagawa had muttered something that triggered the weretigerâs playfulness, and he quickly wrapped the mafiosoâs arms up behind his back in the throw blanket, then proceeded to sit on him and dig and scribble along his upper torso.
And Akutagawa was loving it, though heâd never admit it, of course.
âYouâre gonna have to say it eventually, you know.â Atsushiâs words were light and airy, but his fingers finally deviated to his partnerâs lower ribs â a clear warning. âJust give it up now and save yourself the embarrassment.â
Akutagawa whined at the change in location, giggles becoming higher pitched. He squirmed but still made no effort to really escape. âItâs alreheheheheheheady embahahahahaharrassing! Iâll nehehehehever sahahahahahahay it!â
Atsushi smirked, hooking his fingers along his boyfriendâs back ribs and pressing his thumbs in dangerously to the front. âYou sure?â
The darker manâs breath caught, but he still shook his head. âNehehehehever!â
âIf you say so.â
Within seconds Akutagawa was cackling out his laughter, head thrown back with uncontained mirth and digging his heels into the cushions desperately. He tried arching his back to free his trapped arms, but it only pushed him further into Atsushiâs tickling warpath, and he collapsed back down in defeat immediately.
âAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WEHEHEHEHEHEHERETIGER, DOHOHOHOHOHONâT!!â
âIâll stop when you admit it~â
âI CAHAHAHAHAHAHANâT â PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!â Akutagawaâs shriek of hysteria was broken off in a snort, his franticness becoming clearer by the second. âPLEASE DONâT MAHAHAHAHAHAHAKE ME SAHAHAHAHAHAY THAHAHAHAHAHAT!!â
It was time to bring out the big guns. Atsushi clawed all of his fingertips into his boyfriendâs lowest ribs and teased, âGuess Iâll just keep tickle, tickle, tickling you, then!â
Akutagawa snorted a second time, then dissolved into his signature raspy wheezes, pleading, âFihihihine Iâll sahahahahahay it! Please, I cahahahahahanât breheheheheheathe!â
Atsushi stopped immediately, knowing from past experience that Aku was entirely serious, switching to rubbing soothingly up and down his chest instead. After a few seconds had passed, he said, âWell?â
Akutagawa groaned, but true to his word, he muttered, âIâmâŚIâm yourâŚsnuggle bunny.â The blush that blossomed on his cheeks was furious and immediate. âDammit, weretiger!â
Atsushi laughed, then fell on top of him and leaned in to kiss his neck. âYeah, you are. And now Iâm gonna snuggle you, okay?â
Akutagawa let out an embarrassed but pleased grunt.
Sometimes it was nice to just be silly with his boyfriend.
*
70) Lee Kunikida, Ler Dazai
âHey, Kunikida!â Dazai chirped excitedly, drawing the bespectacled manâs attention.
âDazai. What a surprise.â
Truly, it was no surprise at all. The brunette was notorious for following Kunikida around at this time of year, trying to scope out what kind of gifts he was buying for others rather than just wait for their annual office Christmas party to find out. Kunikida knew that if it were anyone else theyâd probably think they were being sneaky, but Dazai knew how to be sneaky, so the fact that heâd caught on to him years ago told him the man wanted the blonde to know he was being followed. He wasnât sure what kind of game this was, but considering this was the first time Dazai had actually approached him while following him around the shops, he suspected he wasnât playing it the way the brunette wanted him to.
âOut gift shopping?â Dazai asked innocently, glancing at the stationery set in his colleagueâs hands.
Kunikida grunted. âIâm sure you know this is the season for such a thing, so yes, itâs a fair assumption.â
âWho is that for?â
âNot you.â
âAww, and here I was hoping to better my penmanship next year.â Dazai smirked. âYouâre no fun, you know.â
Kunikida placed the stationery set back where heâd found it, picking up another one for inspection instead. âJust because you enjoy knowing what everyone will be getting for Christmas doesnât mean everyone else does. I like to keep things a secret.â
Dazai pouted, reaching out to poke his friend in the ribs. âCome on, itâs not like Iâll tell everyone! Just let me know who the stationery is for?â
âYou donât need to know â hehey!â The blonde barely tamped down a chuckle when the brunette pinched his hip. He glanced around the shop nervously. They were alone right now, but get this suicidal freak going and there was no telling how long that would last. âWould you q-quihihit that? Dazai!â
The detective was grinning from ear to ear, a wicked glint in his eyes that Kunikida didnât like at all. âTell me! Thatâs all I want from you.â
âItâs not yohohohours! Isnât that enohohough?â The blonde jerked his arm down protectively when he saw his friend aiming for a bad spot, but in his hassle to escape he ended up dropping the stationery entirely. Without thinking, he bent to retrieve it, and thatâs when Dazai really struck.
âWhoâs the stationery for, Kunikida? Hmmm?â he teased, poking and digging into his back and just below his armpit.
Kunikida jolted upright again, taking a few frantic steps back before finally caving. âAll rihihihight, itâs for the prehehehehesident! Leave me alohohohone!â
âOoh, youâre right â he does have a fondness for good stationery. What with all those important letters he has to send.â Dazai nodded sagely, then turned on his heel and rounded the corner of the aisle like he just remembered he had somewhere else to be. âWell, good luck with your shopping, Kunikida!â
The taller man picked up the fallen stationery with a roll of his eyes. Dazai could be an idiot sometimes, but he certainly kept the spirit of the holidays alive in his own special way.
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Headcannons to tickle Sigma!
Lee! Sigma
⢠Afraid of tickling 15/10 (Yes. He is VERY ticklish)
⢠Weak points: Armpits, palms, tummy, back, thighs / knees / feet (shorter legs.)
⢠It can be brought to a baby squeak with a simple poke in the side.
⢠Laughs and screams.
⢠Tries to resist, which of course does not work.
⢠VERY afraid of feathers.
⢠The whole is shrinking.
Ler! Sigma
⢠He's not that bad at being tickled.
⢠It will not torment you for a long time and will let you go quickly.
⢠Begins tickling simply with pokes and ticklish strokes.
⢠Likes to blow raspberries in the ear.
⢠He really enjoys your laughter đ
⢠Gets nervous and stops quickly if you start coughing.
⢠If the tickling has knocked you out, give you refreshing water as soon as possible.
⢠If you start tickling him back, he won't be able to do anything.
And again, I used a translator....
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HI!! A SIGZAI SHIPPER omg this makes me so happy
May I request tkl headcanons for Sigzai? I rarely see content for them </3
No pressure, take your time, have a nice day!!
Of course and you too!âşď¸
Also I suck at spelling sorry
Where their least to most ticklish spot
Sigma
Thighs: 4.5
Hands: 5
Waist 6.5
Ribs: 7.5
Armpits: 7.5
Feet: 8.5
Ears:9.5
Neck: 9.5
Knees: 11
Dazai
Feet: 1
Armpits: 3
Thighs: 4
Knees: 4
Ribs: 6.5
Hands: 7
Neck: 9.5
Ears: 10
Lee Sigma
I feel like Sigma would probably be more ticklish than Dazai, not by a lot cause their both very ticklish
Very easily flustered like just ticking would fluster him to to the bedrock to the sky limit in Minecraft
To please most of the lee sigma fans (and myself) I must say I would enjoy being ticked and would hate if people found out
Ler Sigma
Would be a very gentle ler and if anyone said stop he would amidiatly stop
Would get flustered by the lee laughing which is hilarious to witness
To shy to tickle someone
Lee Dazai
Love's being ticked for to actually feeling happy and not acting for once
As much for liking it he can not handle it for the life of him lol
Not as easily flustered as Sigma though he is easily flustered as well
Ler Dazai
BIGGEST LER NO ONE CAN ESCAPE. Like the first time he tickles sigma, sigma nearly passed out
He is the biggest teaser in the world like not even people who can't get flustered get that title revoked from them
Mean ler and would not give their lee a break unless necessary
I'M DONE MY MOTIVATION IS DEAD AND UP AROUND THE CORNER WITH MY WILL TO FINISH MY VIDEO AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE HEADCANNON BYE đâşď¸
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Heya, Cloudy-Cloud! Hope your day is as great as you are (HA! Beat you to it- HEHEHE-)
If you're feeling up to it, can I please request a soft, cuddly lee! Sigma ler!Nikolai drabble? I don't have too much of an idea for a prompt, I honestly just want to see the overworked casino man curled up in bed and covering his mouth, trying not to giggle himself to sleep . Also, *SOMEHOW* Siglai has crept its way into my brain 𤣠(But if you're more comfy writing it platonically, do that!). Feel free to decline, as always and have a super awesome day!
-Cutie-patootie anon (Nope, never subscribing to that name, tell Aiden I'm coming for him for thatđ)
Hope your- wait a sec.
Aiden's response, I quote "GOTTA FIND ME FIRST. And how would we recognize our favorite anon?? Without a suitable nickname!!"
Fandom: BSD (Boungo Stray Dogs)
Lee: Sigma
Ler: Nikolai Gogol
Tw: lots of tickles (surprising isn't it?) Nikolai and Fyodor themselves are a whole tw (Fyodor is only mentioned)
Sigma groaned as he rubbed his tired eyes, staring down at the pile of paperwork in front of him. There was always an endless sea of documents, budgets, schedules and forms to fill out. He had been at it for hours, long past midnight, and his vision was starting to swim from exhaustion.
Just a few more minutes, he told himself, struggling to focus on the tiny print. But his eyes refused to cooperate, drooping lower with each passing second. He knew if he didn't get up and move around, he would surely pass out at his desk.
"my favorite little dove~~" a voice rang, comically loud, making the exhausted man snap his eyes open.
It was then that Nikolai materialized out of the shadows, as if summoned by Sigma's sleepy state. "Still working, I see." His voice was smooth as silk, but held an undercurrent of menace. As one of Fyodor's "friends", Nikolai took great pleasure in tormenting others. "I had the time to finish everything Dos-kun told me to do and here you are, still working on boring papers !"
Sigma replied with an incoherent mumble, too tired to muster a proper retort. Nikolai tutted, prowling closer. "You won't be any use if you work yourself into an early grave. I think it's time for a break."
Before Sigma could protest, Nikolai swept him up into powerful arms. Sigma squawked in surprise, flailing weakly as Nikolai began carrying him from the office. "Relax. I'm taking you to rest, not to torment you. At least not yet, my dove" His chuckle sent a shiver down Sigma's spine.
Nikolai deposited Sigma onto a plush chaise lounge, joining him and pulling the casino owner back against his chest. Despite his earlier plans of escape, Sigma found himself melting into the contact, warm and solid. Nikolai's fingers began tracing teasing circles over Sigma's sides, eliciting unwilling giggles. "See? Isn't this better than slaving away?"
As Sigma was near falling asleep , the silver haired one gazed down at the man in his arms with an uncharacteristic softness. His facade of cruelty hid a deep fondness for his loved one, one he was loathe to show.
But Sigma looked too adorable snuggled against his chest, lips parted in almost peaceful slumber. Nikolai couldn't resist the temptation. His fingers began delicately skimming Sigma's sides once more, lightly scratching in the spots he knew were most ticklish.
Sigma snuffled adorably, squirming in his embrace. "Nn, stop..." he mumbled, still trying to lose himself in dreams. Nikolai chuckled, increasing the pace of his tickling. Soon breathy giggles escaped Sigma as he drifted back to full wakefulness.
"Nikolai...please..." Sigma gasped between peals of laughter. His eyes fluttered open, bleary with mirth. "You're cruel..."
"Only to you, my sweet dove," Nikolai purred, leaning down to nuzzle Sigma's cheek. His fingers slowed their attack to gentle caresses. "How else would you stay on your toes around me, hmm?~"
Sigma huffed, relaxing against Nikolai's chest. For once, he didn't argue. The feeling of being ensconced in these arms, safe from the outside world, was too comforting to deny.
"Get some more rest, my darling. I'll watch over you." Nikolai pressed a soft kiss to Sigma's temple, holding him securely. "But I can't guarantee your ticklish little tummy being safe" he grinned, poking said body part eliciting a squeal out of Sigma
Against all logic, the sleepy one had to admit perhaps Nikolai was right. Just this once, a break was what he needed most. He drifted to sleep in Nikolai's embrace, the safest and most comfortable he had felt in a long while.
#bsd#boungo stray dogs#lee!sigma#ler!nikolai#tickle fluff#siglai#tickle fic#they are in love#bsd nikolai#bsd sigma
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I FORGOR HC REQUESTS WERE OPEN-
Hiii! Can I please request hcs for lee and ler Sigma BSD and Nikolai BSD?
Send a character/pairing from BSD or JJK & Iâll do some HCs!
A/N: I donât have much for Nikolaiđsorry
lee!Sigma
Had absolutely no idea what tickling was and honest to god thought it was just another word similar in definition to punching someoneâs lights out
Squirmy! Very, very squirmy and giggly!
His neck, ribs and thighs are his worst spots but anywhere can really get him laughing
Probably a 8.5/10 on the ticklish scale. He isnât insanely ticklish but he will not fail to give great reactions
Dazai and Nikolai tickle him a lot and he wants nothing more than to get revenge on the two idiots but he canât tickle anyone to save his life
ler!Nikolai
Absolute tickle monster!
In a competition between Dazai or Nikolai, Nikolai can give Dazai a run for his money as the best tickler
Easily tricks Sigma into getting tickled
Has the most unpredictable movements and is scarily fast at running if the target tries to escape
Favors tickling ribs cuz he loves saying âI have a good rib tickling joke for you!â but no one finds his jokes funny
Uses his ability to tickle whoever he wants when heâs not around his intended target or wants to keep a distance
Gets punched and kicked all the time but honestly doesnât care much. He just enjoys causing chaos and annoying Sigma and Fyodor to no end
Stated proudly that he tickled Fyodor countless times. No one believes him despite how honest he sounds (Fyodor denying it and looking dead serious doesnât help Nikolaiâs case)
Is Nikolai ticklish? No one knows. He canât get caught and will never let anyone catch him
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