#ticklish edric

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13. Sneak Attack Amity attempts to get her siblings back for their tickling cheer ups to her but in the end gets easily overpowered.

TickleTober Day 13 - Sneak Attack

Is it just me, or have I written pretty much the same scenario three times now? Hopefully there’s been improvement between them (>m<). Busted this thing out the night before I left town, so I’m sorry for any grammatical errors. I’m kinda straying away from TOH, so I might be taking it off my list. Still, thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Amity

Lers: Emira, Edric

Summary: Amity tries once again to get her siblings back for their tickly attacks. The twins catch on, quickly putting a stop to her plan with one of their own.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Amity was sitting at her work desk, tapping a pencil against her blank homework. She really didn’t feel like writing the essay, her mind wandering elsewhere. She had a good week to work on it, plenty of time to do it.

The purple-haired witchling’s thoughts drifted, various topics coming and going. It was fun to just zone out and think for a bit. Fun…a distant memory resurfaced, one from a good few months ago. Her siblings were messing with her and, once again, reduced her to a giggly puddle. Come to think of it, she never did get them back…

The distant look on her face slowly became a smirk, a plan formulating in her mind. The twins were sneaky, but they couldn’t win every time. It was her turn to finally get some well-deserved vengeance.

…

Amity set the abomination trap, checking to make sure that everything was in place. Her plan was foolproof. She would lure Emira in, call the abomination on her, and finally get her revenge. Edric would have to wait, he was doing his own homework anyways. 

“Em! I need some help here!” As planned, her sister ran into the room to see what was wrong. When Emira saw the small yet shit-eating grin on her sibling’s face, she knew something was up. Best to play along with it, see if she can turn the tables. 

Emira walked closer to her sister, stopping just a few feet away. “What’s up, mittens?” Amity sighed, biting the inside of her cheek. Just a bit closer…

“Just…wanted your opinion on something. Can you come over here?” If she hadn’t already known, that would have told her something was up. Taking a look around, she saw a bit of abomination goo on the carpet. So that’s what her plan was… Em could work with that. 

She walked up to her sister, shoving her back at the last second. Emira wasn’t as good with abominations as her sister, but catching Amity off guard helped her get the jump on the younger witch. She activated the abomination trap, using it on the one who planted it. “Sneak attack!”

Amity yelped, feeling her trap being used against her. She was so close! Before she had a chance to protest, she felt fingers dancing across her belly. “E-EHEMIRAHA! COHOME ON, NOHOHOT AHAGAIN!” 

Oh, it was too perfect. Amity had yet to figure out that there was no besting the twins. Even if it was just one of them. Speaking of which…

“Who’s wrecking Amity, and why wasn’t I invited?” Edric came down the stairs from his room, a smug grin on his face. He knew exactly what was going on, and planned to get his turn. 

Emira waved him over, drilling into Amity’s belly button and making her squeal. “You’re a little late, doofus. Here, help me with her pits. She’s too wild to get all by my lonesome.” Ugh, that stupid voice… Every time they teased her, each twin would use this cocky, smug tone to drive her nuts. “DOHON’T YOUHU *DAHAHARE*!”

That got a snort out of the older teen. Her threat was more adorable than anything, with all the laughter. “Sorry mittens. Twin Law, gotta help if she asks.”

Those evil little- “GYAAA! NOHOHOHO!” Amity thrashed in the goopy restraints, any and all thoughts of insults being drowned out by ticklish agony. Both her worst spots being attacked at the same time was awful enough; then the teasing started.

“Aww, poor mittens. You’d think she would’ve learned by now~ There’s no getting payback on us.” Emira’s nails paired with Edric’s gentle squeezes and pokes were sending her into a tickly tizzy. She regretted making her plan so “foolproof” now that she was stuck in it. Not only was it proof that her plan was not as solid as she would’ve liked; it also kept her firmly in place and at the mercy of her evil siblings. 

A snort interrupted her laughter, Ed’s fingers nailing the center of her underarms as Em drilled her nails into her belly button. It was an extremely unfair combo. “NYAHOHOHO! GUHUHUYS!” 

Edric actually felt a bit bad. They had wrecked her a good few times, constantly denying her any retribution. “Do we have to be so mean, Em? She kinda does deserve to get us back, even if it’ll never happen.” He turned his eyes back to Amity, chuckling. “ A+ idea on your plan, by the way. Execution…needs some work.”

She was too lost in laughter to care. Ed finally gave into his less-cruel thoughts, moving his fingers up to her neck. Amity’s laughter eased up a bit, though squeaks and occasional snorts were added to the mix. “Pl- snort pleHEHEASE! IHIT’S- thihis isn’t fahahahahair!”

Emira wanted to continue the evil attack, but Edric gave her the “c’mon” look. Sighing, she switched to rib-pokes. “You’re lucky Ed’s gone soft. I would’ve been fine making you squeal, little sis~”

“Youhuhuhu *squeak* you bohoth suhuck!” Amity’s battery was already pretty drained from their initial attack. Em had no reason to be so cruel, other than her own entertainment. Maybe it was the big sister instinct to torture their little siblings. She honestly couldn’t tell you; all she knew is that it sucked to be on the receiving end. 

The rib pokes and neck tickles weren’t half as bad as their previous tickle-hell-combo, but it was still sending those annoying butterflies into her stomach. Being tickled by her siblings was fun, to an extent. They had reached that extent. “Cohohome ohon! snort Plehehease?” 

Okay, time to be the merciful brother… Edric pulled his hands away from her neck, backing up to admire their work. Once again, they’d reduced their sister to a blushy, giggling mess. He knew Em would take some convincing to quit, though. Her and her ler moods…

“Em, c’mon, don’t kill her. She’s had more than enough.” When she rolled her eyes and ignored him, he grabbed her by the sides, squeezing as he dragged his twin away from their exhausted sibling. Emira, not expecting the sudden jolts to her sides, practically squawked, whipping around and batting his hands. Her focus on the abomination restrains wavered, the purple sludge melting back into the trap box and releasing their youngest sibling. “Uhuhugh…th-thahanks Ed…”

Emira’s cheeks were red, though not nearly as much as her sister’s. The older teen scoffed, jabbing her brother in the ribs before turning back to Amity. “Okay, fine. Maybe I did take things a smidge too far. BUT- I’m all done now. Soooo… Blight siblings cuddle pile?”

One though simultaneously crossed both Edric and Amity’s minds in that moment: seriously? She had just gotten done wrecking Amity’s shit, and she immediately wanted a cuddle pile? Still, some cuddly aftercare would be nice… Screw it.

“F-fihine. I get to pihick the movie, thohough.” Em could live with that. Sure, Amity only ever picked cheesy RomComs, but it wasn’t horrible. At least it wasn’t one of Ed’s gruesome slashers… Even she had her limits. “Okay, that’s cool. Ed, burrito-ify mittens and meet me on the couch.”

And turn her to a burrito he did. Edric grabbed one of the fluffier blankets from the nearby chair, wrapping his younger sister up and carrying her to the couch. Amity huffed, but didn’t protest the movement. She loved the attention, as silly as it was. 

Tossing her on the couch, Ed sat down and tugged Emira over to them. Pretty soon, all three Blight siblings were curled into each other, the TV ready for some cheesy-movie action. Amity had, predictably, chosen a romantic comedy about two witches in love, each a coven head. The plot was okay, but some of the corny scenarios made Edric cringe and Emira fake-gag. Amity was eating it up, though, so it was kinda worth it.

The trio continued to relax together, winding down from their chaotic day. Eventually, they passed out, cheesy RomCom number three still playing in the background. Their father entered the home about an hour later, a soft smile forming at the sight. He definitely didn’t take a picture for his private Penstagram account. These kids…

[myreygn]

tkltober day 15: Tickle Fight

The Owl House - switch!Edric, switch!Emira

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This was probably a stupid idea. But now he had set his mind on it, and besides, he’d been itching all day to cause some mischief. And if the mischief was gonna get him his sister’s funny snort laugh, great! (And if it was gonna backfire on him, even better.)

Years of messing around with Emira had taught him the best method for a mission like this: the surprise effect. Using the same strategy too many times would immediately set her off, she was too smart not to notice that. No, you had to keep her on her toes, make it impossible for her to know what was gonna happen next. Today’s foolproof method: creating a bunch of illusions of himself, then join them in their fierce battle cry and charge at her like an absolute maniac.

Edric grinned to himself when he saw Emira’s eyes flicker around in bewilderment, trying to figure out which of her attackers was her actual brother. Works every time.

“EHEHEHEDRIC!”

“Boo!” He laughed alongside her, drilling his fingers into her hips. “Gotcha good, huh?”

“AEHEHEHE- EHEHEDRIC, WHYEHEHEHE?!”

“No reason.” Merciful as he was, he moved his hands up to her sides - she should get a chance to fight back after all. “I just wanted to heeeeeear- this!”

A snort slipped out of Emira’s mouth and she brought a hand up to cover her mouth, frantically grabbing his wrist with the other. “Yohohohou- *snort* dhahah- dohohon’t!”

“Why should I?” Edric smirked and squeezed her sides once more, drawing another snort out of her. “What are you gonna do, stop me?” With a single finger he poked her ribs and Emira spasmed in his hold.

“AIE- thahahat’s ihihit!”

Determined, she dug into his armpits and even though the merciless attack nearly made him drop to the ground on the spot, he kept his hands latched to her waist. “Ghahaha, Emirahahahaha! Nahahahat thehehehere!”

“Ohoho, buhut yohou cohould tihihickle my hihips noho- nahahaha!”

Edric squealed and pressed his arms to his side, his knees buckling a little when she pressed her fingers into that cruel spot just above his ribs. “YOHOHOU AHAHAHARE SOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!”

Emira grinned and pushed him back against the wall, not slowing down her tickling one bit. “Oh come on, you knew this would happen.”

“IHI DIHIHIHIDN’T!”

“Yes, you did. Next time you want me to tickle you, just say so.”

Edric felt a blush creeping onto his face and he squeezed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t have to see her awfully smug face anymore. “IHIHIT’S NOHOT LIKE THAHAHAT!” It was exactly like that and they both knew it, but that didn’t mean he had to admit it, did it now?

“Oh, it’s not? Then what is it, dear brother?”

Instead of an answer, he summoned all of his self control to reach out and prod her hips. The force with which she toppled over sent both of them tumbling to the ground and he caught his sister’s fall, still panting heavily when he looked at her. “You good?”

“Yeah yeah.” Emira sat up with a grunt and grinned down at him. “You’re an idiot.”

“Maybe I am.” Edric grabbed her shoulder to pull himself up as well, then he stuck his tongue out. “And maybe you were right. I might have wanted this to be the outcome.”

“Yeah, I know.” Emira fondly shook her head and Edric bumped his shoulder into hers.

“I also wanted to hear those ugly snorts though.”

“Watch it, doofus.”

[thebest-medicine]

#27 for TOH blight sibs tickle fight if you’re not too overwhelmed with prompts.

Prompt 27 - "I just hope you know this means war."

A/N: aw yes I love this!

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Amity should’ve seen it coming, she’d gotten sloppy, she knew it. She’d been sitting on Emira’s forearms just a moment ago, having successfully tricked and tackled her with the help of her older brother. Edric’d been straddling her waist, tickling wildly up and down her sides. Amity’d had both hands in her armpits. Neither of them had a view of Emira’s hands, and she was skilled in using magic under this type of duress.

After a quick stunning spell, she’d collected herself quickly, glaring between her siblings. “I hope you know… This means war.” Emira declared, lunging after her twin brother and younger sister.

“No! Waitwaitwait- it was Amity’s ideHEHEHEA!” Ed screamed as Emira caught him around the waist and began tickling him with the same arm.

“Ed! What the heck, dude! Not cool!” Amity scolded him as she sprang out of the way of Emira’s arm.

“WAHAHAHA– NO! DOHOHON’T LEHEHEAVE ME!” Edric wailed as Amity sped away and Emira focused both hands entirely on tickling him to pieces. “AHAHAMITY!”

Amity sped out of the twins room and back to her own, starting to conjure an abomination or two for her own defense once they inevitably teamed up and came after her. She heaved a few nervous breaths and steeled herself.

It was only another minute or two before the door was thrown open and her sibling sped back, headlong, into a dangerously ticklish battlefield.

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Passing the Time - TickleTober2024 Day 15 ("Are you ticklish?")

Summary: While Quinton and Kayden are waiting for Claudia to come out of a meeting, Kayden wonders if the stoic nobleman is ticklish. Needless to say, the prince got his answer, but at the expense of being the other's entertainment until Claudia arrived.

Word Count: 1828

⚠️Warning⚠️: quite a lot swearing

Quinton Edric Lochan is the prophesied child of legend, destined to be the Emperor of the Krezian Empire. When House Lochan found out, they started coming up with plans to take out the Imperial Family, but Quinton had the bright idea to take out the Imperials from the inside. Some time passed after the prophecy swept across Zegrin, and Quinton went to the Imperials to proclaim his love for Claudia, the Imperial princess. At first, the family was skeptical and cautious, but Quinton won over the Imperials and convinced them he wasn't the prophesied child. Claudia grew very fond of the nobleman and soon fell in love with him. Quinton, of course, was faking his feelings for the princess. This was all part of his plan to grow closer to the Imperials to one day ascend the throne and leave Claudia for dead. However, the only Imperial who is still suspicious of him is Claudia's older brother, Kayden, the Imperial prince. Kayden tries to grow close to Quinton to find out if he's the prophesied child, but the nobleman knows how to shut down the prince. However, Kayden is a stubborn young man, determined to discover what Quinton is hiding.

One summer morning, Quinton visited the palace to spend the day with Claudia. As much as he despises the princess, he must keep up the act until he ascends the throne. When Quinton arrived, Kayden was at the gate to greet him.

"Ah, Lord Quinton," Kayden said, "Good morning."

Quinton groaned as he walked past the prince. Kayden felt his eye twitch as he followed behind the nobleman into the palace.

"Where is your sister?" Quinton asked, his tone low.

"She's in a meeting right now with some nobles from Ernestia," Kayden replied, "It seemed quite urgent if the servants here disturbed her beauty sleep."

Quinton nodded as he stopped in his tracks.

"Do you know when she'll be available?" Quinton asked, not looking at the prince.

"Who do you think I am, her fuckin' messenger boy?" Kayden questioned, "I don't bug Claudi with that bullshit. She'd have my head on a fuckin' pike if I stick my nose in her business."

Quinton lightly chuckled as he walked to one of the many sitting rooms in the palace with Kayden close behind.

"But to answer your question, I don't know when she'll be available," Kayden said, "I can send away someone to fetch her when the meeting is finished."

Quinton thanked the prince before walking into the sitting room and sat on one of the large wine-colored velvet sofas. After Kayden told one of the maids to get Claudia when her meeting was over, the prince walked over to the nobleman and sat beside him. A tense and awkward silence fell between the two young men. Kayden sighed deeply as he tapped his foot against the wooden floor. When he glanced at the nobleman, he saw his hands laid across his middle with his eyes shut. Kayden bit his lip with a grin as he scooted closer to Quinton. Kayden chuckled as he reached over and poked Quinton's side. Nothing.

"The fuck?" Kayden muttered.

The prince poked the nobleman's side again, getting the same result: nothing. Kayden growled under his breath before rapidly poking Quinton's side.

"Do you need something, Kayden?" Quinton asked, his tone sounding annoyed.

"Yeah, for you to laugh," Kayden said, "How the hell is this even possible? Are you even ticklish?"

"Why the fuck would I tell you?"

The nobleman sat up and grabbed the prince's hand, glaring daggers at the blonde.

"I'm going to ask you nicely to cease your incompetent and childish behavior at once." Quinton said, his calm tone sounding scary.

"Yeah, right," Kayden said, tweaking Quinton's side with his other hand, "I ain't fucking stopping until you answered my question."

Quinton inhaled sharply before flinching hard, swatting away Kayden's hand. The prince smirked at the nobleman, and that smirk only grew when he saw a flash of worry in the other man's gray eyes.

"You are ticklish, ya bastard," Kayden said.

"No, I am not." Quinton lied.

"Oh, then why did you flinch like that, huh?"

Before Quinton could protest, Kayden dislodged his hand from the other's grasp and started digging into the nobleman's sides with vigor. Quinton tried to cover his mouth, but the deep giggles slipped through his fingers like sand.

"K-Kaydehehen, stohohop!" Quinton giggled through his hand.

"Like hell I would," Kayden said, "This is too fuckin' good. C'mon, let me see that smile."

Quinton snickered as he tried swatting away Kayden's hands. When the prince started tickling the other's ribs, the nobleman giggled loudly and fell back onto the sofa. This allowed Kayden to straddle the other and attack his ribs properly.

"Kayden, you fuhuhuhuhucking ahahahahass!" Quinton swore, "Get ohohohohoff meeehehee!"

"Who knew the big bad heir to House Lochan was so ticklish," Kayden said, "I'm sure Claudia would fuckin' love to hear 'bout this."

Quinton growled through his giggles as he tried to pry Kayden's hands away from his ribs, but his laughter drained his energy.

"Kaydehehehehen, stohohohop!" Quinton giggled, "Hahahahaehehehe! Enohohohohough!"

Quinton took a deep breath before swiftly grabbing the prince's wrists, stopping the tickling. Quinton growled as he panted and pushed Kayden back.

"What the hell, Quinton?" Kayden asked, "When the hell did you get so strong?"

"Right when a certain prince decided to be a fucking annoying prick." Quinton replied.

With little to no effort, Quinton had Kayden on his back with his arms pinned above his head. Kayden tried to break free, but the nobleman's grip was firm.

"Now, Kayden, it is my turn to ask," Quinton began, leaning closer to Kayden, "Are you ticklish?"

"Heh, as if," Kayden retorted, "Even if I was, why would I tell your fuckin' ass?"

Quinton chuckled as he gripped the other's wrist with one hand and placed the other hand on the prince's side.

"Funny you said that because... Claudia told me all about your little weakness." Quinton said, wearing a sadistic grin.

The nobleman's grin grew when he saw worry flash in the other's sapphire eyes. Without warning, Quinton started tickling Kayden's sides, causing the blonde prince to buck and giggle, not even trying to hide it.

"Quintohohohohon! Fuuhuhuhuuck!" Kayden giggled, tugging at his trapped arms, "Let meheheheheee gohohhooo!"

"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen," Quinton said, "You still haven't answered my question, Princey. Are. You. Ticklish?"

Quinton punctuated his words with a poke and jab to the other's ribs, making Kayden squeal and buck.

"You fuhuhuhuhuckin' ahahahaass! Hahahahaha!" Kayden giggled, "Stohohohohop fuckin' dohohhooing thahahat!"

"Answer my question, and I will." Quinton said casually.

"Yohohohohou fuckin' blihihihihihind? Hahahaha!"

Quinton grinned as he watched the prince squirm around under him.

"Just answer the question," Quinton said, "I know you're a bit of a dunce, but it shouldn't be that hard to do something as simple as that."

Kayden growled through his giggles as the nobleman insulted him.

"Fine, fihihihihine!" Kayden giggled, "I'm fuhuhuhuhahahaha! I'm fuhuhuhuckin' tihihicklish!"

"Good," Quinton said, "Now, you're gonna fucking get it for that stunt you pulled on me."

Before Kayden could process what the other said, he loudly cackled when the other started clawing at his stomach.

"NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! AAAHAHAHAHA!" Kayden laughed, "FUHUHUHUHUCK OHOHOHOHOFF! HEHEHEAHAHAA!"

"Huh, I guess Claudia was right about this being a sweet spot on you," Quinton said, "I'll have to thank her for that information."

"OOHOHOHO, FUCK YOHOHOHOU! AHAHAHAHEHEHE!"

Quinton felt his eye twitch at the prince's sass and decided to really let him have it. When Quinton released Kayden's wrists, the nobleman shoved his hands under the prince's arms, causing the other to snort and let out cackle-like laughs. Quinton couldn't help but giggle at the prince's snort.

"AAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHHAHAHAAA!" Kayden cackled, slamming his arms to his sides, "GET THE FUHUHUHUCK OHOHOHOUT!"

"I can't; you trapped my hands." Quinton said.

Kayden slammed his legs against the sofa as he tried to twist away from the other, but it wasn't easy with Quinton straddling him.

"QUINTOHOHOHOHON! YOU BAHAHAHAHAA!" Kayden laughed, "YOU BAHAHAHASTAHAHAHARD! AAAHAHAHEHEHE!"

"Keep insulting me, Goldstein," Quinton said, "You're only going to make it worse for yourself."

Kayden felt like he was going mad. He couldn't take this much tickling. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't having a little bit of fun; Quinton felt the same way, but there was no way in hell either of them would admit that. They'd rather die than admit something like that.

"QUINTOHOHOHON! PLEHEHEHEHEEEASE!" Kayden laughed, "I CAHAHAHAN'T TAKE IT ANYMOHOHOHOHOHORE!"

"If you beg me to stop, I'll consider it," Quinton said.

"BULLSHIHIHIHIT! I AIN'T DOING THAHAHAHAHAT!"

"...So be it."

In one swift movement, Quinton lifted the prince's shirt and blew a massive raspberry on the pale stomach, making Kayden's laughter go silent. It had gotten to the point where Kayden's mouth was open in a large smile as he flailed around. When Quinton let out another raspberry, Quinton cackled and snorted.

"STAHAAHAAAAA! QUIHIHIHIAHAHAHAHA!" Kayden laughed.

"Beg, and I will." Quinton said with a sadistic grin.

Before Kayden could protest, his words were interuppted by his own laughter when Quinton released another raspberry on his stomach.

"OKAHAHAHAY! PLEEEEEHEHEASE STAAAAA!" Kayden wheezed, "FUHUHUHUCKIN' STAHAAAHAHAP! PLEEEHEAHSE!"

"Not good enough," Quinton said casually, "Try again."

"COME OHOHOHOHON, MAAAHAAHAAN! ENOHOHOHOUGH, PLEEEEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAAAAN'T!"

When there was a knock at the door, Quinton halted the tickling, pulled down Kayden's shirt, hopped off the prince, and straightened his posture while Kayden lay breathless on the sofa. When the door opened, Claudia entered the sitting room with a smile.

"Quinton, what a wonderful surprise!" she said, skipping over to her betrothed.

Quinton chuckled as he took the princess's hand and kissed it.

"I'm so sorry for keeping you; that meeting lasted longer than expected. Typical coming from those fuckers in Ernestia," Claudia said, "I hope you didn't have to wait too long."

"Not at all, my gem," Quinton said, "I found a way to... entertain myself while I waited."

When Claudia glanced at her breathless brother behind the nobleman, an amused and curious smile spread across her face.

"I see," Claudia said, "Well, I have some tea and scones waiting for us on the terrace near the east wing."

"I'll catch up with you." Quinton said.

Claudia nodded before leaving the sitting room. Quinton's fake smile soon turned sadistic when he glanced at Kayden.

"Thanks... for stoppin'," Kayden panted, "Fuck, I felt like I was gonna pass out."

"You got lucky, Goldstein," Quinton said, "Had your sister not walked in, you would still be laughing your ass off until I was satisfied."

What the nobleman said made Kayden's heart skip a beat. Quinton chuckled before leaving the prince's side and walked towards the door.

"Until next time, Prince Kayden." Quinton said.

Kayden sat up as he watched the nobleman leave. Kayden giggled as he still felt the ghost tickles in his armpits.

"That was fuckin' wild," Kayden said, "But no less fuckin' fun..."

[myreygn]

my friends my dudes my loves - WE WILL DO IT! FOR THE FIRST TIME! YEY!

as it's a premiere and october is not that far away i won't take any requests (maybe next year ^^) and instead write my own ideas. i tried to work with some of the fandoms on my list i haven't really written for yet and if i included a fandom i already wrote for i tried to write lees i haven't written yet and also to not repeat those (except for hobie being a two time lee but he's my brainrot rn let me have this)

the list is below the cut and uh yeah i hope to get out as much as possible and that some of you will enjoy it:

Anticipation: ler!Willow, lee!Gus

Accidental: ler!Yachi, lee!Kageyama

Cuddles: ler!Langa, lee!Reki

Weak Spot: ler!Isagi, lee!Niko

“I’m not ticklish”: ler!Pavitr, lee!Hobie

Chase: ler!Max, lee!Lucas

Flustered: ler!Momo, lee!Awase

Truth: ler!Vidia, lee!Silvermist

Lie: ler!Hobie, lee!Gwen

Ghost: ler!Joe, lee!Cherry

Squeal: ler!Silver, lee!Jim

Bites/Nibbles: ler!Osamu, lee!Suna

Sneak Attack: ler!Kanao, lee!Tanjiro

Soft: ler!Beast, lee!Joker

Tickle Fight: switch!Emira, switch!Edric

Unusual Spot: ler!Haru, lee!Ikuya

Interrogation: ler!Baji, lee!Chifuyu

Magic: ler!Gilmore, lee!Vax’ildan

Arms Up: ler!Roghelio, ler!Kyle, lee!Lonnie

Relentless: ler!Hinata, lee!Kenma

New Discovery: ler!Sanemi, lee!Giyuu

Ticklish Kiss: ler!Ty Lee, lee!Mai

Incoherent: ler!Imayoshi, lee!Izuki

Pinned: ler!Todoroki, lee!Sero

Gang Tickles: ler!Jean, ler!Sasha, ler!Marco, lee!Connie

Counting: ler!Vi, lee!Ekko

Hysterical: ler!Mila, lee!Sara

Massage: ler!Kunigami, lee!Chigiri

Wake up!: ler!Miles, lee!Hobie

Caught: ler!Levi, lee!Isabel

Aftercare: ler!Brienne, lee!Jaime

#augtickletober2023 is here!

Hello everybody, and welcome back to Tickletober!!

As per the poll I held earlier this year on @august-anon, 2023's list is releasing in July this year! Hopefully this gives you guys some more time to plan and prepare for October!

This list is open to anyone and everyone who wants to use it. Do as many or as few days as you'd like, mix and match, do them out of order, substitute another tickletober prompt list alongside it, whatever you wanna do!! And, of course, please interpret the prompts however you want, whatever way works for you!

Come October, I'd love to see all of your creations! I'm sure there will be other lists floating around, there's usually at least a few, so to keep things organized, please tag your works under #augtickletober2023 so that I can find them and reblog them. I'll be going through the tag throughout October to see what you all have been creating!

Have fun everyone!!!

[veryblushyswitch]

The Owl House (tickle fic)

Sunmary: Edric and Hunter have been dating for a few weeks now. What better way to spend the time than with a cuddly tickle fight?

Lees: Hunter & Edric

Lers: Edric & Hunter

Ships: Hunter x Edric (Goldric)

Authors Note: Hope you enjoy this @twordyfluffytrash!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖And be prepared it’s real sappy and lovey dovey. It’s also a lot longer than I intended 😅

Edric invited Hunter over to hang out. They’ve been needing some quality boyfriend time and Hunter was more then ecstatic when plans were made.

Edric found out soon in their relationship that Hunter could actually be pretty affectionate. While Edric was obviously more affectionate than him, Hunter gave his fair share of kisses and hugs. Even little nose boops and grabs at Edric’s hands when he wanted to hold them.

They were both on Edric’s bed. Edric laying down on his side with his head propped up on his arm while Hunter sat on his knees in front of him.

“So, Goldie, how’s life been?” Edric asked raising his eyebrows to make Hunter roll his eyes with a smile.

“Life’s been the same I guess. And don’t call me Goldie, it’s so stupid.” Hunter tried not to blush but failed.

“Mmm- nah I won’t. It’s too cute seeing you blush when I call you that. Goldie~” Edric winked.

As if on cue, Hunter blushed bright red form his cheeks to his ears.

“You’re so teasy!” Hunter whined covering his face.

“Or maybe you’re just so easy to tease~” This time Edric scribbled at Hunter’s knee. Hunter jumped and slapped his hand away.

“Dohon’t- I’m too sensitive you know that.” Hunter put his hands up, a wobbly smile formed on his face.

“But I thought you loved it when I give you tickles. And I love hearing that infectious laugh of yours!” Edric sat up fingers wiggling.

Hunter yelped, but before Edric could do anything else, Hunter pulled Edric forward and spun him so he was sitting on top of him. Edric was now face down with Hunter sitting on his lower back. Edric gasped, now aware of his predicament.

“Not so fast. And you’re right, I do like it. But that doesn’t mean I don’t like hearing you laugh either.” Hunter raised his hands up.

Edric was already lightly kicking his legs and playfully trying to squirm away. He squealed and broke into giggles when Hunter scribbled along his lower back and ribs.

“Such a wiggly one aren’t you?” Hunter chuckled watching Edric try to reach back for his hands blindly.

He picked up the pace and went to pinch up and down his sides. Cooing at the adorable laughter that followed. Edric’s worst spot was his sides, and such an easy spot at that. Hunter couldn’t ever pass up going there almost immediately.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HUHUNTEHER! PLEHEHEHEASE! NAHAHAT MYHY SIHIHIHIDES!”

Edric tossed his head back before burring his face into the bed covers. His feet drummed against the mattress, all the while Hunter scribbled and squeezed. 

He even massaged circles into that extremely sensitive spot right in between Edric’s lowest ribs and sides. Edric was hysterical.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HUHUNTAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHA!”

“I love this spot. It always make you go crazy. And is that blush I see? Are you blushing, Edric? And why? Is it because I’m tickling you?” Hunter chuckled.

Edric couldn’t answer. He tried to push Hunter’s hands away before giving up and pounding his fists on the bed.

Hunter slowly came to a stop, getting off and sitting next to his panting boyfriend. Enjoying the tiny giggles that resided some moments after.

“Hey, you good? I didn’t completely kill you right?” Hunter laughed but soon screamed when Edric sprung up and jumped on him. 

He was in shock before he realized what had happened. He was now face to face with his vengeful boyfriend. His cheeks went pink when he felt Edric sit on his thighs and pin his arms underneath his knees.

“You are so gonna get it.” Edric calmly said, kissing his forehead. Hunter’s ears turned red as a squeak filled the air.

The twin slowly brought his hands down towards Hunter’s vulnerable sides.

“And don’t think I’m gonna go easy on you because you’re more ticklish than me.” Edric winked.

“Oh no-” Hunter gulped then squealed as Edric’s fingers curled around his waist.

“Nohohoho! Plehehehehehease!”

“What’s wrong, Goldie? You wouldn’t happen to be ticklish here would you?” Edric teased.

Hunter tried to twist his body away form where he was heading, but being pinned, he had no way of escaping.

Edric smirked before moving down to knead into the sides of his stomach. Hunter, not expecting the sudden change of pressure, burst into laughter immediately.

“EHEHEHEDRIHIC!! *snort* HEHEHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHAHA! *snort* HAHAHAHA!”

Hunter was able to get his hands free and gripped Edric’s wrists. He didn’t try to move them out of the way, however. Either too weak to do so or having too much fun to actually stop him.

“Someone’s got a ticklish tummy!” Hunter shrieked at the statement. He blushed even more when he felt his shirt being rolled up to the middle of his ribs.

“Dohon’t cahall it thahat.” Hunter shook his head and shoved at him playfully.

“Why not? Does the word tummy make you all flustered and giggly~” He lightly scratched at the bottom of Hunter’s ribs.

“Nohoho ihihit dohohoesn’t. Yohohou mehehanie.”

“Meanie- how dare you call your boyfriend a meanie!” Edric dramatically put a hand to his forehead causing Hunter to wheeze.

“Such nicknames will not go unpunished my ticklish little guard.” He pinned Hunter’s arms by his head.

“Maybe some raspberries will make up for you calling me a meanie.”

“Plehease! I’m too tihicklish for thohose!”

“Well that’s too bad. Here they come!” Edric slowly lowered his head towards Hunter’s quivering stomach.

Hunter squealed and squirmed. Full of excitement and nervousness. Edric knew how much he loved this kind of affection, Hunter was just too ticklish for his own good.

He kissed right above Hunter’s belly button to make him jump before inhaling deeply and blowing a raspberry in the middle of his stomach.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHA! TIHIHIHICKLES!!! *snort* Ehedric, ihit tickles really bahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD!”

Raspberry after raspberry was given on Hunter’s poor torso leaving him loopy with laughter. Edric gave him a break after giving him a few tummy nibbles that got him silent laughter.

“Sorry, you know I can’t resist. You always make the most adorable noises when I nibble your adorable tummy.” Edric nuzzles his face against the fabric on his sides.

“Hehehehe I knohow. You’re soho sihihilly.” He hugged him closer.

“Yeah, but you love it~ You want some neck kisses, Goldie?” Edric moved up to rub their noses together.

“Yes please.” Hunter kissed his nose.

“As you wish.” Edric wrapped Hunter into a cozy hug, nuzzling his face into Hunter’s neck.

He kissed the sensitive skin lovingly, drowning in the sound of Hunter’s small giggles and the shriekes he made when his ears were targeted.

“You’re the most adorable thing.” Edric cupped Hunter’s face and kissed his lips.

Hunter kissed back and rested a hand on Edric’s cheek, rubbing his thumb against his face gently.

When they broke apart, Edric plopped down onto his boyfriend and snuggled against his warm embrace.

“I love you.” Edric muffled into Hunter’s shoulder.

“I love you too, Edric.” Hunter kissed the top of his head. He tightened his hold, letting out a deep breath and closing his eyes.

They ended up taking a much needed nap. Hunter softly snoring as Edric nuzzled even closer against him. They wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

[fluffomatic]

If you are doing tickle request I wanted to ask if you draw one with Edric tickling Hunter please it was just a thought I had I recently got into the two interacting and thought it would be cute

Edric did say he thought he could take him, I bet he didn't think it'd be this easy lmao

(My art don't repost but please reblog)

[ticklishbeans4]

❝ if you don’t stop kicking me, i’m gonna grab that foot and tickle the shit out of it. Emira @ Amity

Aww! I love the Blight siblings! I hope we see more of them soon!

This is from this

Amity giggled as she tapped Emira with her foot again, turning away to her scroll  when she looked at her. “Amity I swear.” she warned, glaring at her. “What? I’m not doing anything.” she replied, fighting to keep a neutral face.

Emira grumbled and turned back to her book, till Amity kicked her again and she snapped it shut. “If you don’t stop kicking me, I’m gonna grab that foot and tickle the shit out of it.”

Amity squeaked and pulled back, but she knew she was gonna do it again. Emira did too. It was well known in the Blight house that Amity liked tickles. Or… at least it was well known amongst the siblings. Their mother had no idea, and dad was too busy to notice anything really. 

Emira watched her sister out of the corner of her eye, the second Amity kicked her again, she grabbed her ankle and smirked. “Tried to warn ya mittens!” Amity squealed and tried half heartedly to pull away, but to no avail. “W-wahahahit! Nohohoho!”

“You’re already giggling? I haven’t even started yet!” she laughed, “But I’m about too!” And with that she scribbled and spidered her nails all over Amity’s soles.

“NYAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EMIRAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO! EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!” she shrieked, snorting and kicking her feet in her sister's grip.

“Like you didn’t want this. We all know how much Mittens loooooooves her tickles!” she teased, scribbling up into her sisters toes, making her screech and smack the couch. “Tickle tickle! Who’s the most ticklish baby sister? Is it you? Is it you?” “NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHO!” Amity cried, “I’M NAHAHAHAAHAHAHAT!” “Yes you aaaaare!” Emira sang, “And I’m gonna keep tick-tick-tickling till you admit it!”

“EEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEH! NOHOHOHOHOHHO FAHAHAHAHAIR!” she squealed, wiggling about and tugging at her hair to try and bear the sensations.

“Lifes not fair dear Mittens. I’ve got all day here, so the tickling only ends when you decide to say “I’m the most ticklish baby sister ever.” Got it?” she smirked, scratching at her heels. Amity squealed and smacked the couch. “NYAHAHAAHAAHAHHAAH! OKAHAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! I’M THE MOHOHOHOST TIHIHIHIHIHICKLISH BAHAHAHABY SISTEHEHEHER!” Emira let her go, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “Darn right you are!”

Amity stuck her tongue out at her sister, catching her breath through residual giggles. “You’re… the wohohohrst…” “No she’s not!” Edric grinned as he entered the room, “That honor goes to me!” He quickly pounced on her, Emira chuckled and Amity shrieked anew.

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[veryblushyswitch]

Not me writing a fic for them at the moment…

They have been giving me brainrot

[lilmcttens]

“Quit poking my sides; you know I’m ticklish!”

@ed-blight​​

"But you make funny noises when I poke them!" Edric declared, poking her once more.

He also carefully eyed his watch- He didn't wanna be late for work but he really, really didn't want to leave her alone.

😸⊱ “Ahaha! Yehes-I know that I do!! Bu’ if you keep doing dis’ you are gonna be so Late! It’s Time to Stop!”

It wasn’t like she was going to get away so she just rolled sideways on their couch while her way-way older brother kept experimentally poking at her! Just How was Amity supposed to know that he could have stopped at any time?

“Meanie. Stop it. Or I’ll call Em and you’ll be in trouble.”

[darkmatter-nebula]

How do the Blight twins make Colli laugh when he is sad?

Greetings!

Mostly with hugs. But Emira and Edric sometimes tickle the celestial boy, since Colli is extremely ticklish.

[gaybananabread]

Hi!

Can I put in a request for lee! Alador and lers! Ed, Em, and Amity? That guy needs a laugh🥺. Basically, Ed and Em are busy tickling him because those two totally would. Alador thinks that hope is to come when he sees Amity passing by. But no, being Luz's girlfriend and specializing in abominations, Amity ends up tickling him too.

Feel free to decline!

I LOVE where your mind is, Anon! This is just- adorably tooth-rotting. I had a lot of fun writing this, definitely a mood booster. And, I know, two fics in one week! I smell progress! Thank you for requesting, and Enjoy!

Lee: Alador

Lers: Edric, Emira and Amity

Summary: Alador is moping about his workshop, tired and burnt out. Lucky for him, his children have a fun way of boosting his mood.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Alador was done, to say the least. The week wasn't going how he thought it would.

His latest design for one of his abometons was apparently very flawed, his tired mind making more than a few mistakes. The thing practically melted when he tried to use it.

That design had been giving him hell. He had tried tweaking it, using stronger magic, different metals, even asking Amity to assist him. Odalia had been riding him on the deadline, stressing him out and making everything worse. He was burnt out and so, *so* very tired.

He let his head slam on the desk, just hard enough to make a loud "thunk" noise. Edric and Emira, who were creeping nearby, quickly rushed in when they heard the it. Seeing their dad slumped at the desk, tired and frustrated, flipped their "playful comfort" switches on overdrive.

"Hey dad, you alive?" Emira walked over to the desk, her brother right behind her. He grunted, giving her a weak thumbs-up. Yeah right...

"C'mon, don't lie." She gently poked at his side, trying to get his attention. He huffed, swatting at her hands without sitting up. This sparked an idea in the twins, the same idea popping into both of their heads.

Edric smirked and placed a hand near his dad's ribs. Emira patted his knees. Chuckling, they nodded to eachother before beginning their attack. Edric poked and scratched at Alador's ribs while Emira went for his knees.

The inventor snorted, jolting and trying to shove at his kid's hands. He was tired, his squirming weak and slow. It was a matter of seconds before he broke, his laughter loud and deep.

"HEHEHEY! KIHIDS- QUIHIT IT!" The twins chuckled, happy to hear their father laugh. He rarely lets himself go, always stressed and serious. Em scribbled under his knees, close to giggling herself. His laugh is contagious. "Nah, I don't think we will."

He kicked out, grabbing her wrist. He didn't really try to push her away, just laughing. Edric, not wanting to be outdone, pressed his knuckles into Alador's ribcage. The man squealed, both of his worst spots too much to handle. His laughter was loud and frantic.

Emira laughed, moving her hands to his belly. "C'mon, Ed. Don't wanna kill him, we'd be stuck with mom." Edric smiled as he switched to scribbling on his dad's back. Alador's loud laughter calmed to bubbly, sweet giggles.

"Ehehedric! Emiraha! Gehet off!" He squirmed, his efforts to escape useless. If he managed to stop one twin, the other would poke his bad spot and send him back to square one. He didn't really mind the tickling, but he couldn't just let them do whatever they wanted. That spelled disaster waiting to happen.

Meanwhile, Amity slowly crept down the stairs, an abomination poised and ready for attack. She had heard the commotion and assumed the worst. You can imagine her surprise when she rounded the corner. The twins tickling her dad silly wasn't what she expected.

Emira was the first to notice her, nodding her head so her hands could stay busy. "Hey mittens! Dad here was just telling us about how sad he was. We're helping him let loose. Wanna join?"

Looking over at Amity, Alador felt some hope for escape. "Ahamity! Hehehelp!" Surely his no-nonsense daughter would stop this, right? That hope died when he saw the playful smile on her face. The same one she gets whenever Luz is trying to provoke her. He was *screwed*.

The twins snickered when Amity joined them, making room for their sister. Her dad needed to laugh, and this was always fun with Luz. She fluttered her fingers against his neck, occasionally scratching the shell of his ear.

Alador's giggling doubled, small squeaks and hiccups joining the sound. His face turned a deep red as he squirmed and pushed at their hands. Three on one wasn't exactly fair, making it near impossible for him to get them all off. They poked and scribbled, pulling squeaky giggle after squeaky giggle from their father.

"Kihihids! Ihi- *hic* Quihit!" At this point, he had practically gone limp, weakly batting at Emira's hands on his belly. He was tired, and the lighter tickling wasn't all that bad. It was a nice distraction from his work, and was honestly helping to ease some of his tension.

The Blight children smiled, continuing their father's "torment." His light, bubbly giggling was the only thing they rated to hear in that moment. Alador was always way too stressed out. It was nice for them to see him so happy and care-free.

Eventually, he reached his limit, tapping his older daughter's shoulder in surrender. She stopped, nudging Amity and Edric to do the same. Ed ran off to get some water while Amity set up the couch in his workshop.

Emira wheeled his chair over to the couch, helping him sit down. Alador let himself go limp on the soft cushions, giggly softly as he caught his breath. Ed came back with the water, which Alador quickly gulped down. "Thahank you..."

Ed, Em and Amity could tell their dad wasn't gonna last much longer. He needed a nap, and they'd done a good job of tiring him out enough to get one. His kids sat down beside him, Amity to his left and the twins on his right.

The added warmth and softness of the couch paired just right with Alador's exhaustion, quickly leading him into a peaceful sleep. True, he would have to get back to work later, and Odalia wouldn't be happy he put it off. But he doesn't really care. In that moment, him and his kids were happy. In his eyes, that's all that matters.

[ed-blight]

“Quit poking my sides; you know I’m ticklish! @lilmcttens (your choice of when this takes place)

@lilmcttens

"But you make funny noises when I poke them!" Edric declared, poking her once more.

He also carefully eyed his watch- He didn't wanna be late for work but he really, really didn't want to leave her alone.

[daceytheshebear]

I'm just gonna put this out there: someone needs to write a gendrya Dirty Dancing AU. It's just perfect!

Obviously Frances Houseman is Arya and Johnny Castle is Gendry. Jeniffer Grey and Parick Swayze. We've got:

Class issues

Rich girl who is really bothered by social injustice and mingles with people from different backgrounds

Frances and Johnny aren't afraid to call each other out on their bullshit, just like Arya and Gendry

They banter

The chemistry! Lots of hot dancing!

Throught the story they really learn to trust each other

Arya is tickly and Gendry is annoyed! This is from the wikipedia article on the movie:

Some of the scenes in the film are improvised. For example, the scene where Grey was to stand in front of Swayze with her back to him and put her arm up behind his head while he trailed his fingers down her arm. Grey was exhausted at the time and found the move ticklish, and could not stop giggling each time Swayze tried it, and he became annoyed. The footage was found in the editing room and the producers decided the scene worked as it was and put it into the film, complete with Grey's giggling and Swayze's annoyed expression. It became one of the most famous scenes in the movie, turning out, as choreographer Kenny Ortega put it, "as one of the most delicate and honest moments in the film."

Sansa is the pretty older sister (Lisa in the movie). She can sing and dance. Headcanon: she has recently broken up with Joffrey and she is hoping this vacation will be the best thing to get over all he's done to her

Harry Hardyng as Robbie, waiter at the hotel and Ivy Leage student trying to win over Sansa (and succeding), but actually a total prick

Bella as Penny, Gendry's half-sister and dance partner. At first, Arya doesn't get it and jealous of them, but they become friends

Daddy Ned is super proud of his younger daughter and absolutely trusts her. Ned is often in politics in modern AUs, but he could totally be an affluent doctor too. He's a good guy and helps Bella out when her abortion goes terribly, but he reads the situation wrong and blames Gendry. Dr. Houseman and Baby feel a lot like Ned and Arys, just look at this exchange:

"You always told me if someone was in trouble, I should help. Could you lend me $250"

"Are you all right? Are you in trouble?"

"No, it's not me. Could you loan it to me?"

"That's a lot of money. What's it for?"

"I can't tell you. It's hard for me to say that to you, but I can't."

"You always said you could tell me anything."

"I can't tell you this."

"It's not illegal, is it?"

"No, Daddy."

"That was a stupid thing to ask. Forgive me. I'll have it for you before dinner."

Arya befriends Mycah, or maybe Anguy, who in turn takes Arya to the staff-only party where Gendry confronts her for being a rich girl (the part of Billy, Johnny's cousin in the movie)

Edric Dayne as the hotel owner's grandson Neil who dances with Arya and tries to score a date with her. She goes but she is totally uninterested because she is thinking about Gendry the whole time

Things that could be different:

Of course, like Baby, Arya can't dance at first. But she's very atletic, she was in the fencing team in the fancy school she attended. She doesn't dance because she believes she can't be good at girly things (that also makes it more believable that she becomes good at it in such little time)

"Nobody puts Baby in the corner" can't happen is this story. Arya asserts herself as soon as Gendry walks in that room, please. She doesn't need a saviour!

Actually Arya would never have been okay with people calling her Baby. She should be a little more assentive than Frances from the get go

[fierypen37]

For the prompt, AU where Dany meets puppyGhost.

White as Snow

 At Starfall, even in the high fastness of the Red Mountains, Daeneryshad never seen snow. Dornish did not do well with the cold, everyone knew that.So when Eddard Stark sent his raven requesting that Ashara Dayne’s only childvisit Winterfell, it was cause for confusion. After her mother’s death, she andCousin Edric were alone in Starfall.

“Maybe he wants to betroth you to his heir,” Ned said.The words lingered in her head during the long, long ride north. Her septa andguards nattered on about the possibility.

“Imagine that, milady!” Septa Raina said, “you wouldbe wed to the Warden of the North. A lovely southern bride to a proud northernfamily.”  Daenerys nervously braided andunbraided her long silver hair as the carriage jostled along the kingsroad. Shehadn’t had her moon blood yet, but at thirteen, the bust and hips of her gowns grewtighter.  Lord Eddard Stark had severalsons, she recalled, even a bastard. The weather grew colder as they rode pastthe Neck, colder still as they arrived in Winterfell. The sky was leaden andgrey, and Daenerys shivered. Both at the weather and the prospect of equallycold and hard people who lived there. Her sworn shield Ser Adam helped her fromthe carriage. The bailey bustled with people and Lord Stark stood beside hislady wife, their children arrayed beside them.

“My lady, welcome to Winterfell--” Lord Stark began. Ashove knocked her to her knees. A blur of snow white fur. Daenerys was eye toeye with a large white wolf. Its tail wagged madly and then it pounced, lickingher face, her hands, whatever it could reach. The ticklish rasp of its warm wettongue on her face made her giggle.

“Seven hells, Ghost! Down, boy! Down, damn you!” a boy’svoice cracked over the words. The wolf gave her one last parting lick beforemoving off. Daenerys sat up, grinning and wiping slobber from her face. The boywas whipcord thin, his eyes dark and wide beneath a mop of black curls.

“Are you all right, milady?” he said, offering her ahand up. Daenerys felt the disapproving glare of her septa and mustered hermanners.

“I am quite well, thank you. I hadn’t expected such anenthusiastic greeting,” she said. The boy’s bashful smile made her heart dance.          

[heartslogos]

newfragile yellows [1189]

"I know I’m running the risk of sounding redundant here, but why — “ Carver neatly twists in time to avoid being physically run into and bowled over by one of several  assistants in the middle of darting in and out of the fitting room. He remains pressed flat against a wall for a beat before slowly returning to a normal standing position. “Why do you have to invite Aedan Cousland to your wedding?”

“It’s my wedding, can’t I invite whomever I want?” Ellana replies dryly, wrinkling her nose before sneezing violently.

“Bless you,” Merrill says, reaching up to wipe Ellana’s nose. “Are you sure you want a spring wedding? Your allergies are already terrible.”

“I do not want a spring wedding. I would prefer a fall or winter one,” Ellana says, “But apparently the wedding date was in the contract and no one remembered to ask me if a spring wedding was something I wanted. Or would be able to handle. I can’t believe they all forgot I have terrible allergies. They all remembered I exist as a living person in time to agree that I should have freedom of choice on who I get married. Then they forgot that as a living person I might have preferences and health conditions and just chose a date. Isn’t that terrible, Merrill?”

“The worst,” her cousin agrees. “Come on, blow.”

Ellana blows into the tissue Merrill holds to her face.

“I love you the most in the entire world right now,” Ellana says gravely. “Even if you’re basically holding me prisoner in this changing room.”

“Thank you,” Merrill replies, “And for not marrying my boyfriend I also love you the most in the entire world right now.”

Carver clears his throat roughly. “Hello? Back to the fact that you’re inviting Aedan Cousland to your wedding?”

“Why shouldn’t I invite him to my wedding, Carver? Give me one legitimate reason that isn’t related to how much you and pretty much most of the world thinks he’s annoying.”

“You don’t think he’s annoying?” Merrill asks. “I have to admit. I met him once and that was once too many. He’s very…present. And that’s as diplomatic and polite about it I can get.”

“I like him from a distance,” Ellana answers after a beat of consideration. “We’re excellent penpals and texting buddies. He has a wicked sense of humor. Absolutely ticklish. As long as we aren’t within eyesight of each other it’s great.”

“He’ll be in everyone’s eyesight at the wedding. Is this you punishing the rest of us for something? Is bringing him in to antagonize us your entertainment for the night? Isn’t it weird to invite the guy who also asked for your hand in marriage to the marriage you’re having that isn’t to him?”

“I’m inviting you and Max.”

“That’s different. We’re like. Family. If you didn’t invite us, Garrett would invite us for you and crash your wedding. Max would probably have a mental breakdown over his self worth because one of his friends didn’t invite him to her wedding that he was kind of part of getting together.”

“Best not to say it out loud, Carver,” Merrill points out, “Otherwise it wouldn’t be a surprise when your family does crash the wedding.”

“Do not crash this wedding. You have invitations. I’m inviting you and Max,” Ellana repeats, “And I’m also inviting Edric because I’m inviting his niece and his sister. And they’ve all said yes about coming. That means out of the four of you, only Aedan would be left out and that sends a rather offensive message to his family. Even if Aedan, himself, is not offended. Besides, just because I invite him doesn’t mean he’ll show up.”

“He’ll show up,” Carver and Merrill both say at the same time. “There’s no way he isn’t showing up.”

“What does the Iron Bull think about this?” Merrill asks. “It’s his wedding too.”

Ellana shrugs her shoulders. She casts a forlorn look off to the side of the fitting room where her comfortable jeans and shirt are and then towards the racks upon racks of wedding gowns and suits she has yet to try on. She turns back to Merrill, pleading with just her eyes.

Merrill shakes her head. “You’re supposed to try all of them on. Hahren’s orders.”

“Are you here to enforce that or to provide me emotional support?”

“There is a reason why I invited Carver to come along with us,” Merrill says. “Guess.”

Ellana groans, shoulders sagging. Merrill snaps a few more pictures of her in this current dress and then the attendants swarm Ellana to begin the process of stripping her down and stuffing her into the next one.

“Bull,” Ellana says as her arms are maneuvered out of sleeves, “Has washed his hands of the entire thing. He took a look at the guest list, added a couple of people, noted a few people he wanted farther away from the main tables, and that was it. I did ask him specifically about Aedan but he just said it was fine by him. I think Bull would’ve been satisfied with a courthouse marriage. The entire ceremony thing is beyond him. He just wants it to be over and done with so we can get to doing important things. Or. Well. Things that don’t involve wedding planning.”

“As if you wouldn’t be delighted with a courthouse marriage either. If the two of you elope everyone we know is going to kill you. You understand that, right?” Carver rolls his eyes. “And what does your brother have to say about you inviting Aedan?”

“What does it matter? It’s not his wedding.”

“Didn’t you have a cousin who used to date Aedan?” Merrill asks. “That might make things awkward, yes?”

“Yup. And I haven’t told him that Aedan might show up,” Ellana says. “Also. Would it really be so bad if Aedan shows up? Maybe he’ll bring a very nice gift. He’s nice like that. Material goods are right up his alley. He knows how to spend money.”