#ticklish tighnari

[n1ghtdreamer]

Tighnari tickle fic (ler! Reader x lee! Tighnari)

After knocking several times and not getting an answer, you carefully opened the door:

-- Nari, it's me!

A ray of morning sun broke through the round window and illuminated the small room. You noticed Tighnari sitting at the table. He was fully concentrated on reading a book quickly flipping through one page after another.

-- Good morning, Nari! - you said, smiling, - let's go for a walk, the weather is so nice today!

-- Good morning, - the young man answered briefly, without distracting from his reading, not even looking in your direction.

"Well, yes, what other reaction should I expect when he reads…" - you think, - "At such moments, he is always so focused that he barely notices what is happening around him… But it's okay, I think I have a plan."

You slowly approached the fennec fox, and then abruptly grab his ears.

-- Ah! - he cried out in surprise, almost jumping up from his chair.

Tighnari turned his head and looked at you. You noticed his cheeks had turned slightly red.

-- W-what are you doing? Don't touch my ears! - he said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

-- Can't ignore me now? - you answered with a sly grin on your face.

Saying this, you started to move your fingers quickly, tickling the Tighnari's ears. He twitched and writhed a lot, then started giggling. There was no trace left of the serious scientist who was enthusiastically reading a book just a few moments ago:

-- Hehe hehehehe! Let me go! Hehe hehe hee!

-- Tickle-tickle-tickle! - you teased him childishly, continuing to tickle his sensitive ears.

-- Pphehehehe! Stohohohop! Hehehe! Hahahaha! Stohohop ihihihit! - the fennec laughed.

-- Okay, okay, - you finally decided to stop.

Then, giving Tighnari some time to catch his breath, you asked again:

-- Well, are we going for a walk?

-- We are, - he answered blushing a bit.

[lilianlay]

I really liked your fan юfic "Secret weapon" with Lee! AlHaytham! ☺️ I really want to see AlHaytham's revenge on these two(lee!Cyno and lee! Tighnari)

Hello anon! First, I want to apologize for not answering your ask for so long. I had a little creative block and I still struggle with it. But I'm really glad that you liked the first part❤ And I hope you like the second too. Thank you very much for asking, if there are any more suggestions, feel free to write to me☺ Hug^^

Revenge is a dish to be served cold

Alhaitham and Cyno and Tighnari

- Don't you think it's suspicious? - Cyno folded his arms and looked at his interlocutor.

- Oh, Cyno, if you suspect everyone of something, you won’t be able to trust anyone. - Tighnari smiled. - He looks very sincere when he invited us to his place for tea.

- And if this is an excuse for us to avenge the last battle. - the red-eyed raised an eyebrow.

- Well, that's enough already. So much time has passed, I'm sure that Alhaitham has long forgotten about it. - the user of the dendro element grabbed the general's hand. - Come on.

- No, Tig, I don't want tooooo...

_____

The gray-haired opens the door and smiles faintly.

- Oh, I didn't think that both of you would respond to my invitation so quickly.

- I would not respond. - muttered the user of spear.

- Of course! Why not just spend the day with a cup of tea and distracted conversations that are not related to work. - Tighnari smiled sweetly and hit his elbow in the side of the red-eyed.

The researcher let them into the house and closed the door. He led them to the living room, and he himself went to the kitchen to prepare tea.

- There is still a chance to leave. - Cyno looks at the scientist, who has already settled comfortably on a soft sofa and began to examine an unknown plant for him, which was on the bedside table next to the sofa. It was a climbing plant with unusual purple flowers.

- Calm down already. - he took his hands and sat him down on the couch next to him. - He's not going to kill us.

- I would argue. - the user of electro element rolled his eyes.

Tighnari exhaled and began to poke the general's sides and stomach.

- I told you to relax.

- Hehehey, Tihig, stohohop it - he began to squirm and tries to hold back his laughter.

- When you finally understand that we just came here to drink tea, I'll stop.

- Okahay okahay, I gehet it. - the user of spear squealed.

- What did you understand? - the scientist squeezed his sides.

- Heeeek, he cahahan hehehehear!

- What did you understand, Cyno?

- Wehehe cahame hehere for teheheha. - the white-haired's hands tried to hide his sensitive sides.

- And what else?

- Tighnahahari!! - the red-eyed squealed softly, as he managed to cover his mouth with his hands. - Thahahat's enohohough, okahay, I'll relahahax, stohohop it.

- I see you both are having a good time here. - these two were so passionate about tickling, they didn't even hear the owner of the house come here with a tray in his hands.

Cyno blushed even more and covered his face with his hands.

- Oh, I'm sorry Alhaitham, we just...

- No matter! - Cyno interrupted him.

The user of sword chuckled softly and placed the tray on the table and sat himself in the chair across from the sofa. He began pouring tea into cups and gave it to the boys.

- Mm, very tasty! - Tighnari smiled.

- I'm glad to hear that.

All the while, the researcher and the scientist were having a nice conversation while the user of electro element just looked at his tea.

- Cyno? Cyno! - the fox boy was calling him.

- Hm? - finally, he looked at them.

- Are you going to sit and look at your tea? - the bow user's left ear twitched.

- I just think, what if Alhaitham added something to this tea.

- Cyno!

- It's all right. - the grey-haired took another sip. - As you can see, I also drink this tea and I would never spoil the tea for the sake of some kind of revenge.

- See.. Stop, did you say revenge? But Cyno didn't say anything about it. - Tighnari sharply turned to the owner of the house.

- Opps, I've revealed a little secret. - Alhaitham chuckled.

- I told you! He remembers everything, but you didn't believe me! - the white-haired quickly stood up from the sofa and looked at the user of bow. - Although we are in your house, Alhaitham, but there are still two of us, so you cannot defeat us.

- Um, Cyno.. - while the general was talking to the researcher, that same plant with purple flowers began to crawl towards Tighnari and wrapped around his left arm. - Hey, let me go.

- I also have a secret weapon against you two. - the researcher smiled contentedly.

The plant didn't listen to fox boy and wrapped itself around both of the scientist's arms, then began to crawl towards the user of electo element.

- Don't you dare come near me! You hear me! - spear appeared in his hands.

- Oh, are you scared of a small plant and want to use a weapon? - the gray-haired was still sitting in the chair and watching these two.

- Of course not! But you'd better remove that plant and free Tighnari. - Cyno warned and didn't notice how one of the vines got very close to him and grabbed his ankle. - What the?

As a result, this plant completely tied their hand. And right now, Alhaitham finally got up and walked closer to his victims.

- Um.. Maybe we can agree? - Tig tried to free his hands, which were fixed above his head and connected to the vines that held Cyno's hands.

- I'm afraid we can't do that. You should have thought about that before you tickled me. - his fingers began to slowly move up and down the bow user's right armpit.

- Mmhehe - he squeaked softly and began to squirm.

The the user of electro element furrowed his brows and rolled his eyes.

- Do you think I forgot about you? - the owner of the house looked at him. - Hmm today Tighnari tickled you here. - he started tickling his stomach.

- Nohohoho, dohohohon't yohohou dahahare - the white-haired began to squirm and giggle softly.

- Pleahahahase, wehehe ahare sohohorry - fox boy squealed as Al squeezed his side.

- Tighnari, I remember very well that it was your plan to tickle me and for that you both deserved my revenge.

One hand of the taller man slipped under the user of bow's shirt, while the other began to squeeze the general's knee. There was a double scream followed by a burst of laughter. Cyno wiggled very strongly, trying to escape from nimble fingers. Tighnari wiggled less, but his ears were twitching all the time, and his tail was wagging.

- Someone seems to like it~ the user of sword chuckled.

- Stohohohop thahahat! - the user of spear tried to threaten, but when the nails touched the flesh of his back knee, he threw his head back. - NohohOHOHOH NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE, OH PLEHEHEHAHASE

- Great, I found your weak spot, so Tighnari, where is your ticklish spot?~

The fox boy just giggled and snorted.

Alhaitham drew attention to his ears.

- Hmm.. - he gently touched them and tickled them slowly.

- Oh nohohoho, thehehEHEHey arehehe very sensihihitihiHIHIHIVE - the user of dendro element laughed out loud.

- Found it - the taller man chuckled triumphantly. - Revenge is a dish to be served cold. And that time has come. - he began to tickle Cyno's back knee very quickly and very gentle tickle Tighnari's ears like a feather.

- OkAHAHAHAHY yoHOHOu toohohohok reveheHEHEnge on uhahas, STOHOHOHOP THIHIHIS - Cyno quickly looked at him and almost immediately closed his eyes.

- PLEHEHEASE, I CAHAHAN'T TAHAHAKE IHIHIHT

- Hmm, okay. You both apologize and admit that I won.

- OkahahahAHY fohohohorgihihive us pleheheAHAHASE AlhahahahaHIHIIHithaham - the fox boy began to snort.

- YOHOHOHOU WOHON, YOHOHOU WOHOHOHOHON! STOHOP IHIHIT NOHOHOW

Finally, the owner of the house stopped and the plant freed them and returned to its previous state.

The boys clung to each other and tried to catch their breath and get rid of the ghostly tickling.

- T-That was terrible. - Cyno looked at the user of sword.

- It will be a lesson to you two, never tickle me or I will be worse than this revenge. - he started watering his plant and stroked the leaves.

Tighnari watched the process.

- Can you tell me what kind of plant it is? I see this for the first time.

- Okay, but sometime later, you both need to recuperate. - looked at Cyno, who fell asleep and chuckled softly.

Tighnari noticed this too and made the user of spear more comfortable on the sofa.

- I hope you don't mind. - he looked at the owner of the house.

- You already did it. - he watched as Tighnari stroked Cyno on the head and when he realized that he had finally fallen asleep, he got to his feet.

- Would you like some more tea?

- I'll not refuse. - the fox boy smiled. - Oh, Alhaitham.

- Hm? - he still stood with his back to the scientist.

- Thanks, that was fun. - the fox boy blushed a little and smiled. - I think Cyno liked it too, he just never admits it hehe.

The researcher paused briefly and smiled.

- Glad to hear it.

Maybe after tickling and revenge, these three will spend more time together and even have occasional tickle fights. Time will tell.

[chibimochii]

Wahhh let’s go it’s my boys!!💞

It was so worth the wait,, thank you so much for writing this-such a sweet thing to wake up to~✨ thank you for your hard work!!

For the 3 sentence thing ^^

Lee Tighnari with Ler cyno, lower back right above his tail (ticklish backs need more attention I think ^^)

No pressure to write anything tho, have a nice day/night/morning✨

SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!!!! ヽ(；▽；)ノ Thank you so much for requesting cnnri I love them fluffy bois very much (and your art of said fluffy bois too <3) I hope you enjoy some Cynonari banter !!

WC: 1.2k

Summary: Tighnari's agreed to help out with some commissions in the desert. Cyno's just being a perfectly concerned friend helping convince him to... reconsider.

“Nahahahaha! CyNOahahaha! Stop!”

“Cyno? Don’t you mean Cy-yes?”

“NO!”

Tighnari gasped out before dissolving back into giggles. Cyno’s hands continued to skitter over Tighnari’s sides, smirking when Tighnari belted out another plea of laughter in response. “Wrong answer again, Nari~ Come on, you know what you need to say to make it stop.”

Tighnari’s ears trembled as he shook his head, flailing in his attempt to push Cyno’s wandering hands away. “I-I told ehehehehe you I CahaahAn’T!”

“If you can’t handle this, how will you be welcomed into the desert?”

“THAHAHAHAT DOESNT MAKEHEHEHE SENSE!”

Oh Archons, what a stupid thing to fight over. Tighnari kicked his feet out as he tried to turn over from Cyno, squirming with giggles when those hands wandered down from his sides to his stomach. His jacket had ridden up in their sparring, leaving his bare flesh unprotected, and he shrieked out a protest as Cyno took advantage.

All this for a commission. It wasn’t even his plan! Traveler needed some guidance deeper into Sumeru regarding an Adventurer’s task and asked him for aid—a completely, utterly normal request between them (and, he’d like to add, something Cyno also asked him for all the time). Admittedly he had accepted before even considering the details, at the time more than a little desperate to get away from the strange reporters turning up in Gandharva Ville digging for information about the former sages, and failed to consider the potential heat risks of taking on two separate desert commissions.

Even so. “AhaHAHA Thiiis is ehehHEHEHE OHOhoveheherboard!”

“Oh, you’ve gone overboard? Well, let me get you back on board!” 

Tighnari’s head shakes, arching his back and trying to headbutt Cyno when his fingers dig into his navel. He shouts with laughter, arms quickly huddling together to try to pry those stupid, betraying hands out, protesting all the while.

“I’m telling you, dangerous eremites wander the sand anytime! You’ve got to be prepared, is all.”

“GehehEHEHEHET OFF!”

Cyno yelps as Tighnari manages to shove an elbow beneath him, thrusting upwards with a rush of strength. It’s not enough to dislodge his friend entirely, but there is just barely enough room between them that Tighnari can turn himself around, protecting his stomach.

“T-thehehere! See!” He pants, half-turning to glare at Cyno. “Even compromised, I can still defend myself. You forget that I’m a ranger.”

“And you forget what happened in the Interdarshan Championship,” Cyno tuts. They stare at each other, locked into their own choices partly out of compassion, partly stubbornness, before Cyno smiles. “Fine, fine. I’ll let you go to the desert.”

“I wasn’t waiting for your permission…”

Even though he says that, Tighnari waits for Cyno to get off him. Except, Cyno’s thighs stay tight around his hips, and though he lightly wriggles to remind the other, he doesn’t move at all.

“Uh, Cyno?”

“Yes?”

“I thought you were letting me go,” Tighnari deadpans, sighing. “So, get off me.”

“Welllll… I am going to let you go to the desert. But what kind of friend would I be if I let you go without some training?”

“Cyno, no, I’ve had enou–gehehehhee! CynoAHAHAHA!”

Cyno’s whisper is devious. “Training part one: what should you do if an eremite grabbed your tail from behind juuust like this?”

“THAHAHA’TS CHEEAHAHAHATING!”

“Cheating! How dare you—I’m a TCG man of my word! Come now, you wouldn’t really accuse the Mahamatra of cheating, would you?”

Tighnari shrieks out a wordless reply, hands thumping against the floor as his body is flooded with ticklish sensations originating from Cyno’s nails right on the jut of his tail. He thought he’d been clever by turning around to protect his bare stomach, but the sensation of Cyno’s scribbling hands just over that patch of skin on his lower back on top of the beginnings of his tail were going to drive him insane.

It certainly didn’t help that practically no one ever tickled him on the back, especially not near his tail. The entire ranger unit knew that the area was a no-go in general and any and all attempts to comb their fingers through his fur was a one-way ticket to getting punched. What they didn’t know was that part of the reason Tighnari refused to let anyone near his tail was because he knew just how ticklish he was there and wanted to avoid any accidents at all costs.

Something, of course, Cyno knew all too well.

“Hmm, I don’t know about letting you go to the desert after all~ training doesn’t seem to be going too well?”

“ENOUGHAAHAAAHAHA!”

Archons, he was going to kill Cyno after this. Tighnari’s tail swishes from side to side but it’s impossible to avoid the way Cyno pinches the back of his flesh and spreads out his fingers, making him cackle. Tighnari’s legs kick out, desperate, but besides a few “whoa!” from Cyno, he doesn’t budge.

“I know!” Cyno gasps, leaning over and dragging his nails up up and then down in a long, lazy stroke that has Tighnari arching his back with wheezes, “what if I came with you?”

If he could, he’d smack Cyno helmet-up for putting him through this entire ordeal just to ask to accompany them. Hell, the Traveler would probably jump for joy to have another helper. He could have simply asked instead of tickling Tighnari to pieces.

“Well?”

“FihihiHIHIHAHAHANE! YOU CAHAHAHN COMEHEHEH!”

Tighnari slumps over as Cyno finally comes to a stop, hands moving against his back in slow, soothing circles instead. It still tingles, light ghost tickles that keeps him giggly, but the fau massage does help chasing the last of the sensation away until Cyno hops off him, allowing him to roll over and curl his tail protectively over his back.

“I.. hate you…”

“Aww, you don’t mean that.” Cyno scoots over him, smirk wide on his face. “Come on, it’ll be fun! Two of us S-tier members, we’ll turn the desert into just desserts! Get it?”

Tighnari groans. “Cyno…”

“Desert! Desserts! Two S-tier members.”

 Actually, killing Cyno would be letting him off easy. Tighnari glares at the other, tail swishing dangerously. “Cyno.”

“Okay, just think about it, the only difference between a sand dune and a plate of cavities is the addition of an extra s, so adding me, an S-tier member, to you, another S-tier member, is—”

“Yeah, yeah, real funny…”

“Right?! Hm? That’s weird… you never like my puns unless… Eek! N-nahahahri, nooo!”

“You’re coming with us to the desert right? What would you do if those evil eremites found out just how sensitive your ribs are…”

“WahahAHAHHAIT! MERCHIIHIHIHI!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you get those just desserts.”

[chibimochii]

A few drinks, what could go wrong?

[ticklygiggles]

Wild Instinct | Cynonari

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR FABIFABIIIIII (@lovelynim) I love you soooo much, I hope you like this little giftie gift ❤️ I tried to post it in kinda morning time for you because... yes. I wish you the happiest of days today Fabifabifabifabifabifabifabi! ❤️❤️ MWWWAAAAAHH

Summary: Did you know fennec foxes are playful creatures? Cyno didn't. 

Words: 1k+

He was not one to take work home, he preferred to finish all those matters at the end of his workday and enjoy his free time with Tighnari at home, however, Cyno had been terribly busy these past couple of days and the paperwork had piled up, (thanks to a certain Acting Grand Sage), so he decided to take just a little bit home, just to lighten the next day's load. 

It wasn't going to take too long, he had told Tighnari, who was resting on the couch while Cyno read his papers at the Forest Watcher's desk, surrounded by botany books, notes and some ointments that smelled really good. Cyno had barely sat down in front of the desk, if he had to say, he had been at it for about five minutes when he felt something lean against his shoulder from behind; fur tickled his cheek and he smiled as he felt Tighnari's ear twitching against his skin. 

“Missing me already?” He teased, smiling as he turned a page in the file in front of him. Tighnari did not answer, but his head nudged against Cyno's shoulder again, softly moving from side to side as if he was saying no. “I'll be done in just a few minutes, Nari, you wanna go to bed now- ack!” 

A poke to his bare waist made him jump nearly out of the roof. He reached out and captured Tighnari’s hand in his. “N-Nari, I'm really going to be finished in only a few minutes, could you– n-noho!” 

Another poke to his other side had him giggling softly and Cyno quickly caught that hand as well, turning around to look at Tighnari. “What–!” 

Tighnari had raised his head, their eyes meeting, and Cyno felt something funny swirling in his chest. Now, that was a look he didn't see often. Tighnari was smiling brightly at him, his toothy grin making Cyno flush a little. His beautiful eyes shone as brightly as the first rays of sunlight filtering through the leaves of the tall forest trees, a spark of playful malice in them. His adorable nose was scrunched up on one side, as if he were daring Cyno to do something. Cyno blinked a few times, slowly letting go of Tighnari's hands. 

“What... do you need, Nari? I- ahahaha!” Tighnari’s hands latched to his waist and squeezed it, making Cyno giggle and rise from his seat like a spring. “Nahari, what-” 

Turning to face Tighnari, the Forest Watcher quickly walked away, barely able to contain a chuckle as he continued to show his teeth in a wide smile and wrinkle his nose. Cyno didn't understand what was happening– he had never actually seen Tighnari behave that way, and for a moment he worried, thinking that maybe some plant spore had done something to him. He opened his mouth to speak again, but the only sound that left his lips was a squeal as Tighnari poked his exposed belly. 

Cyno caught Tighnari's hand again, and to Cyno's surprise, Tighnari laughed, using his free hand to try to get away while letting out panicked giggles and Cyno understood, or at least he thought he did. 

“Oh? You want to play, Tighnari?” Tighnari's expression seemed to brighten even more and Cyno smiled, although he didn't really understand what was happening, however, who was he to deny something to Tighnari? 

Cyno smirked and pulled Tighnari against him, his arm wrapping around Tighnari's waist as the other cupped his side. Tighnari jolted and he let out a laugh. 

“I haven't done anything yet? Why are you giggling so much alreHEhe! Hohold ohon!” 

Cyno had to let go of him when his hips got tickled. Tighnari giggled and he quickly backed away, looking back as he slowly walked away. Oh, he wanted Cyno to chase him? How adorable. The Mahamatra chuckled and he faked Tighnari, making him think he was going to start running after him, Tighnari screamed and ran a few steps before realizing that Cyno was not chasing him yet, but then Cyno did it when Tighnari was distracted and in two strides, he almost caught him, but Tighnari was very agile and laughing like a child, he snuck away from Cyno. 

Cyno chased him throughout the house and almost got dizzy as he circled the couch a thousand times. Tighnari was impossible to catch, moving so quickly from one side to the other that Cyno had tripped over his own feet many times already, but he was the Mahamatra and a very skilful one; he managed to corner Tighnari near the bed with his chasing skills, (and maybe a little luck), and finally trapped him in his arms, both falling to the bed with a soft 'thud'. 

“Gotcha, Nari,” he said and wasted no time. His hands glued to Tighnari's sides and started to squeeze them up and down. 

Tighnari threw his head back with bright, happy giggles. His hands pawed weakly at Cyno's hands as he barely squirmed under Cyno's weight. 

“Cynohoho!” 

“Oh, so you can talk, Nari. I thought a little mouse had eaten your tongue,” Cyno said playfully, straddling Tighnari's hips as his fingers climbed up towards his ribs. The fennec’s laughter turned louder and more panicky, but his hands simply wrapped around Cyno's wrists as his ribs were played like a new instrument. Cyno smirked. “Let's play the Nari~” 

His fingers ran over each rib and into the spaces between them and Cyno had to laugh as he noticed that Tighnari's laugh changed depending on where his fingers toyed, just like an instrument. The melody of his laughter became more intense and vibrant as Cyno played with his highest ribs, near the hollows of his armpits. If he went to the lowest ones, his almost hysterical laughter turned into frantic giggles that made him snort adorably. 

“I'm composing a masterpiece," Cyno said, smiling widely. "Who knows, maybe Nilou will want to do a dance to this new melody of mine. What do you say, Nari?”

Tighnari couldn't do anything but laugh, his cheeks were red and Cyno thought they were even a little sore. His long black eyelashes were dampened with tears caused by laughter and glistened in the dim light of the room. Cyno rarely saw Tighnari laughing like that, not even his best jokes could make him laugh that hard, plus he usually didn't tickle him because Tighnari was brutal when he took revenge on him. 

But Tighnari seemed to be having too much fun and something warm spread across Cyno's chest. Since when did Tighnari behave like this? Was it common for the Valuka Shuna race to be like this? He wondered, and would ask Tighnari about it some other time, right now he was busy making his lover happy– but perhaps he was a bit too out of breath right now. 

His hands slowed down until he was simply tracing each bone, so Tighnari could catch his breath. The Forest Watcher giggled sweetly, his hands wrapping around Cyno's wrists moved out of the way, (It wasn't like they were really trying to keep Cyno's hands away, anyway), and he willingly put his arms up by each side of his head. 

To Cyno's surprise, Tighnari began to make a very peculiar sound. A sound he has never heard before, it was something like…

“Are you purring, Nari?” 

Cyno could definitely describe that sound as a purr, just a bit more squeaky

“Hmm~” Tighnari nodded, giggling as Cyno lightly tickled his ribs. “Chase me again.”

Cyno raised his brows. “Again? I have to finish my paperwork, Nari, and- 

“Just once, yes?” Tighnari begged with a saw expression. “Didn't you have fun?” 

Of course Cyno had fun. Tighnari wasn't like this all the time, he really thought this was some kind of wild instinct kicking in, and he definitely loved it, but he really needed to finish his work or else tomorrow… 

“Just once, yes? Then I'll help you with your w-wohohork- I sahahaid chahasing!” 

Cyno giggled, “of course, first try to escape and I'll chase you, how does that sound?”

It seemed like he'll have to worry about that paperwork tomorrow, right now he was very busy playing with his cute Tighnari– stupid Acting Grand Sage could survive without those documents on time.

[smilingangel582]

Hiiii I just finished Cyno's second story quest and it's beyond amazing! I love it! The best story quest so far for me... seriously!

I really really want a Sethos and Cyno fic now... bjt at the same time I want a Lisa and cyno too...

Eh, I'll just write both. Man it's been a while... since I wrote for genshin impact.

Hehe

Warning spoilers for Cyno story quest 2 and his lore about his powers.

Ler!sethos, Lee!cyno

Summary: Sethos really wants to beat Cyno. Tcg is out of the question... what can he do? He really needs to find his weakness... nonetheless, a certain Fennec decides to spill a little secret.

Temple of laughter

Ugh... again... Cyno, the general of Mahamatra, beats him again.

That'd thr seventh time in a row.

"You really need to brush up on your strategic skills." Cyno casually states, his tone serious anf genuine regardless of Sethos mentality.

Sethos has his head lowered on the table. Utterly broken and defeated. He looks up with fatigue, "Seriously Cyno, isn't there any other way that I can best you in?"

Cyno thinks, actually wondering to what he can help with Sethos. How's your sense of humour with jokes? I've known to have the best puns in Sumeru... perhaps from Teyvat"

"Don't go spouting puns on my watch, Cyno," Tighnari intervenes as he joins them briefly after a rain forest mission.

Cyno sigh, "Just admit that my jokes are superior and you can't hold in your laughter..."

Tighnari rolls his eyes, sarcastic now, "Oh yes I'm gonna die laughing every time he says a pun joke..."

Cyno, naively believing him, folds his arms proudly, "See, even the most serious ones know how great my -Ah!"

Tighnari poked him on the side, looking sassy, "How about try a tickle fight?"

"That's dumb..." Cyno scoffs but flinched defensively when Tighnari threatens to poke him again.

Sethos blinked. Could that be it? The general mahamatra can't possibly lose to something as simple as that...

Tighnari, seeing Sethos who's also curiously watching Cyno, smirks with an idea popping to his mind. His ear twitched in excitement as he swiftly began, "You know Sethos, you and Cyno can wrestle and see who's stronger."

Cyno, unaware of his ulterior motives, looks up in confusion, "That's unexpected... why suddenly?"

Tighnari cheekily points out, "Oh? Are you afraid that you might actually lose to someone younger than you?"

"N-no, of course not... geez, fine, I'll play along!"

Green eyes brightened at the thought of how Tighnark set him a perfect chance to get Cyno back. However he should be careful when Cyno retaliates. He's pretty ticklish too... perhaps even more than Cyno.

It's too absurd to think Cyno is ticklish... it might be a path to death if he attempted it. Still it's worth the risk.

"Fine Sethos, ready whenever you are," Cyno says, his hands up against his chest to a defence stance.

Sethos takes his chances, inhaling and exhaling. Praying thar Cyno will be at least a bit ticklish...

"The ribs and armpits... and pretty much his back and thighs are bad..." Tighnari whispered to him on his way out from the room where they've been duelling TCG.

Sethos looks back, tearfully and gratefully. He should remind himself to treat Tighnari to a meal sometime.

He lunged, and as expected, Cyno dodged most of them. After keeping up the charade, Sethls strikes by throwing himself on the general, grabbing his waist.

Sethos swiftly tickles his ribs causing Cyno to jolt on surprise, "H-ha! Wait... what a-ahahare you...?"

Getting more confident by that reaction, Sethos began to tickle up his armpits, causing Cyno to jerk again, more violently, he giggles in a low voice.

"Ah... I never knew the general Mahamatra to be this sensitive..." Sethos responds fondly. Seeing the uncontrolled movements of Cyno, squirming and rolling to the side to avoid his sensitive spots but Sethos was already on to him, his tickles nimble and effective.

"H-hahaa cohohohome on! Thihihihis isn't fahahahair!" Cyno squirms now, trying to figure back but Tighnari had give away all his worst spots to Sethos and luckily he can't even tickle him back properly. Every time Cyno reached to tickle him back, Sethls tickled his armpits.

"But you weren't fair when you tried to make me play a game. I never had a chance to win..." Sethos said, feigning hurt, "Oooh but general... you look more ticklish than me... what if an eremite finds out?"

Cyno was not prepared for Sethos to switch him on to his stomach, and scribble his fingers on his back. Unable to defend himself, Cynl writhes and laughs, more like cackling like a madman, "AhaHAHAHA NOHOHO MORE! AHA!"

"Do you yeild Cyno?" Sethos grins, expectantly but Cynl cackles. Not responding...

"In that case..." Sethos and Cyno both hears a voice, Tighnari leaning by the door frame, watching fondly, "Sethos aim for the back of his thighs... its so bad that he will scream like a girl"

"Ihihihi dohoho nohohot screeeheheheam like a gihihirl -EEEEK!"

Tighnari shakes his head amusedly, and he did...

Sethos freeze by that sound when Cyno lets a shrilled, high-pitched cry as his fingers swiped the back of his thigh.

"O-oho wow... I didn't expect that..." Sethos somewhat feels bad, but... he couldn't help lightly run his fingers over the thighs, causing Cyno to yelp now, "N-NOT THERE!"

Maybe just a little longer...

Sethos teases him, "Wait... are you really begging me Cyno?"

Cyno grits his teeth, but giggles angrily when Sethos, merely used to tap the sensitve spot, and even his hips making him flinch again.

"Cynoo~ which funny bone will it take to break you?" Sethos had to make a joke as he squeezes his hip, Cyno shrieks and that made Tighnari laugh, "Well I can guarantee Sethos has a better sense of humour than you..."

"Nooohooohoo"

Sethos didn't know if it's the tickling or the fact that Tighnari said he was funnier than Cyno triggered him.

"So tough but ticklish..." Sethos murmurs, now Cyno reached his limit when he got his knees.

"Fohohor thehehehe love ohohof teheheyvat y-yohohou win! You whihihihin!"

Sethos looks happy, suddenly whooping as he got off of Cyno, "Finally! I beat Cyno!"

Tighnari giggles now, proud, "Nice one, Sethos... Cyno is finally put to his place"

Cyno groans, trying to sit up despite his fatigue and flushed face, "J-juhuhuhust don't think I'll not get rehehehevenge on you and Tighnari"

Sethoa merely grins.

Worth it...

Ignore the grammar pls thanks

[lovelynim]

TickleTober2023/Day 02 - Claws

Genshin Impact - Cyno x Tighnari

“Your sins weigh upon your soul, Tighnari…” 

“Cuhuhut it, will yohohou?” The forest watcher giggled helplessly, kicking his feet behind his partner and desperately trying to pull his arms out of his grip - all with no avail. Cyno was already physically stronger than him, but using the possession of the divine spirit was just unfair!

Using the enlarged hand to pin Tighnari’s wrists together, Cyno let his free hand - or, better saying, claw - roam freely around his lover’s body, using the sharp tips to gently trace patterns over the forest watcher’s sensitive sides, circle his navel and teasingly stroke his stretched and vulnerable underarms.

While he battled for his life, trying with his best efforts to hold back any embarrassing sign from escaping his smiling lips, Cyno wore a permanent grin under his mask. “As the judge, I can’t let you go unpunished, Tighnari… You know I can’t neglect my duty like this…”

“Y-you! AhahAHA, j-just lehehet me gohoho!” The fennec squealed as he felt Cyno’s claw focusing on his stomach. No matter how much he twisted or turned his torso, he simply couldn’t get out of the other’s grasp. “I dihihidn’t do ahAHAnything!”

As much as he wanted to keep teasing the fennec, Cyno remained quiet, silently smiling down at his helpless partner, watching him slowly break into a mess of giggles. “I was going to go easy on you… but if you keep acting like that, I’ll have to be more severe, Tighnari…”

Before he could process the meaning of those words, Tighnari bursted into a loud fit of laughter and begs as five fingers skittered across his stomach and sides. The sharp tips were barely digging into the skin, far from enough to actually mean any harm, but that amount of pressure combined with the moves of Cyno’s hand was simply maddeningly ticklish.

“NoHOHoh! AhAHAH, stahAHap!!” Tighnari cried, his hips bucking violently under the judge that only seemed to grow more and more amused by his reactions. “I cahAHAn’t! AHAhaha, n-nohoh moHOHohore!!”

After a few more seconds giving Tighnari a taste of what an actual punishment felt like, Cyno resumed with the light, gentle strokes around his body, soothing his loud cackles back into his tired, annoyed giggles.

“F-fihihine! I-I’m sohohorry, o-ok? J-juhuhust lehet me gohoh!” The fennec cried, feeling a few tears wet his blushing cheeks. He knew he was getting tired after battling Cyno’s grip for so long.

“And what exactly are you sorry for, Tighnari?” Cyno whispered, grinning so much that it was possible to see his facial features even underneath the mask. 

And, in that moment, Tighnari realized: there was no reason for him to be punished in the first place, there was no crime at all. It was all another one of his boyfriend’s stupid games - and he fell right into it.

“I see you still need some time to think about your actions…”

“No! I don’t! I didn’t do anythihi- ahAHA, Cynohoho!”

A/N: Day two, woohoo! This time I decided to go for an old idea of mine, which is Cyno abusing his divine powers for... other doings, ehe

Hope you guys enjoyed it!

[featherlight-touches]

Hii, I wanted to ask if you take requests. If you do, could you do a lee! Cyno and let! Alhaitham? Feel free to ignore :]

hello hello!! I don't usually get requests but I'm not against doing them at all! It's not much, but here is something for you. I hope you enjoy!

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“Tell me again, Cyno,” the smug voice of Alhaitham taunted from his sitting position on Cyno’s waist, who struggled to shift the weight. “How is it that a simple scholar like me is able to best the General Mahamatra in combat, hm?”

Cyno’s red eye pierced up at Alhaitham’s, his stoic expression refusing to cave into any emotion.  “You got lucky, that’s all. If it weren’t for Tighnari’s distraction, it would have been over for you in an instant.”

“Hey, don’t blame me! I only asked what the point of this was,” Tighnari interjected from the side, who sat at the table beside a very interested Kaveh.

“Why doesn’t it surprise me that Alhaitham doesn’t play fair when it comes to these kinds of things,” the blonde sighed.

“If this were a real fight then it would be in my best interest to fight in what ever way was necessary for me to win. You let your guard down and I used that to my advantage,” Alhaitham explained loud enough for all to hear. “You should know better.”

Cyno couldn’t argue with the scribe’s logic, as much as he would love to. He only sighed in annoyance, shooting his gaze off to the side.

“Do you yield?” Alhaitham asked, which Cyno stubbornly ignored. He would not give Alhaitham the satisfaction of admitting defeat. “It would seem you need a little more persuasion,” before Cyno could react, nimble fingers pinched his exposed side.  

“HA!” a startled laugh was forced out of him. “Alhaitham…”

“Now that I have your attention,” Alhaitham smirked down into the General’s eyes. “Do you yield?”

“No.”

“Suit yourself,” Alhaitham began scribbling his fingers up and down Cyno’s torso, silently delighted from the struggles and small chuckles escaping him. “I’ll just keep this up until you do.”

“Typical of you to cheat, Alhaitham!” Kaveh scoffed, rolling his eyes at the scene.    

Cyno rarely laughed, tickling him was probably the only way to get the loudest laughs from him which his partners tried to do from time to time, but the General rarely ever went down without a fight.

“Al- Alhaitham!” he gasped between his laughs, his legs kicking out as he squirmed from left to right with what little room he had to do so. Alhaitham’s fingers travelled from his sides to his ribs, up to his underarms and then back down to his stomach. Alhaitham played dirty when it came to tickle fights, he wanted to keep his opponents guessing and not let them get used to the spot under assault. “Ack!, hahaha, stop it!”

“Do you yield, Cyno?” Alhaitham asked again, not letting up on his tickles whatsoever. Cyno could barely speak at this point let alone coordinate his hands to stop Alhaitham’s. His head shook with further defiance which only encouraged the scribe to keep up his antics. “So stubborn.”

Cyno worked up his strength to force the scribe off his waist which he managed to do, Alhaitham lost his balance from on top of Cyno and fell to the ground beside him, allowing Cyno some space to escape, or so he thought.

“Huh?” Cyno felt a hand grip around his ankle, and he turned to see Alhaitham’s taunting smirk staring back at him.

“Not so fast! I still have the upper hand here.”

“Oh no… not the foot.” Tighnari cringed, his ears lowering down in knowing.

“Is that bad?” Kaveh asked, curiously noting the fox’s expression and watched as Tighnari quickly covered his ears.

“Well…”

“AHAHAHA, NO!”

Cyno’s laugh bellowed through the house, shocking Kaveh with the volume.

“Oh, wow,” Kaveh stared in disbelief at the sight of Cyno laughing and slamming the ground with his fist. “That’s quite the reaction.”

“Uh huh.” Tighnari muttered, the volume seemingly irritating his ears no matter how much he covered them.

“STOHOHOHOP!” Cyno pleaded, his lashes becoming wet with tears that started to form in his eyes.

“For someone who doesn’t wear shoes, you certainly have yourself quite the weakness here, Cyno,” Alhaitham taunted again, chuckling to himself as he scribbled his fingers all over the laughing General’s sole. “Better hope no one finds out or it won’t be just me besting you in combat.”

“SHUHAHAHAHAT UP!”

“I think he’s had enough now, Alhaitham,” Kaveh said, worried that Cyno was starting to lose his sanity from laughing so hard. Tighnari had to excuse himself away from the noise as it was becoming too much of a headache for him.

“I will stop when he yields,” Alhaitham says again, just as stubborn as the man he was tormenting with tickling. His fingers made their way up to the toes when suddenly.

“OKAHAHAY! I YIELD! NOT THERE!”

It all stopped within an instant, leaving Cyno a panting mess, faced down on the ground. Alhaitham didn’t say a word but returned to his seat at the table and picked up his book, silently resuming the page he left before his little fight. Kaveh stared at him in disbelief before sighing.

“Well, that was something. Tighnari, you can come back now! The children have finished their games.”

This earned a glare from Alhaitham and Kaveh gulped, that expression was the one he used on Cyno when he tickled him.

“Don’t even think about it,” Kaveh warned, leaning away in his seat. “You had your fun, go back to reading your little book.”

Alhaitham smirked before looking back down at the page in his hand. However, Kaveh still felt on edge and taking one quick look at Cyno and how out of it he still was from the tickling Kaveh decided to leave the room instead to escape any funny ideas.

[duckymcdoorknob]

𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 14: 𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽

Me when- when the- when-

I love them, your honor.

I wanna go to Waffle House.

WOOHOO WELCOME TO TKTOBER IN NOVEMBER GUYS LETS SEE HOW LONG IT TAKES ME TO GET THEM DONE

Tags: @chrimsss @ticklish-n-stuff bc you helped me ❤️❤️❤️

—This do have tickles below the cut ngl—

The life of a forest ranger is never dull, and boy is the stress never-ending. It’s almost impossible for Tighnari to come back to his hut unscathed and unaffected by the day. This day in particular, he actually managed to cheat death!

Except, now he can’t sleep.

There’s zero work to be done, the hut is clean, his clothes are hanging to dry, Collei is completely taken care off, dinner has been cooked and dishes washed, workspace tidy, floor clean, nothing.

His mind raced through what could possibly be the issue, but he’s yet to find one.

Sighing, he threw his hands over his eyes before standing up and sliding on his slippers. He gently trudged past Collei, stepping outside for a moment.

The fennec shivered a bit as he draped a cardigan around himself. He glided to the hill near his hut and stood quietly, arms crossed. A chuckle broke him from his trance.

“You look like a wife waiting for her husband to return from the war.”

Tighnari gasped, summoning his bow in that moment. He groaned out a sigh of relief, letting his shoulders slump down and putting up his weapon. “Nice to see you too, Cyno. You spying on me?” he grumbled.

“Hey, I was here first; you were too busy being a war wife to notice me sitting here… Hey, great reaction time by the way.”

“Ugh, you’re such a- nevermind…“ the dendro user was far too exhausted to even argue, instead opting to lay down next to his dear friend and place his arms behind his head.

The general turned to look at him fondly, a small smile gracing his features. “So, what brings you here?”

“I just can’t seem to fall asleep. All of my work is done, but I just don’t feel the need to rest,” Tighnari replied in exasperation, resting his hands on his eyes.

“Do you want relief, or someone to just let you feel your feelings?” the white-haired man hummed.

“I want to say both, but I just want to get to sleep…” the bow user murmured.

“Alright, come here.”

Cyno reached out to the man next to him, waiting for him to react. Tighnari opted to grab onto Cyno’s hand, eliciting a chuckle from the latter. “What?” he grumbled.

“I was offering for you to lay on me, but this works too.”

“Oh…” the fennec hummed, scooting closer and draping atop of his friend. “Oh, yeah… this does feel nice.”

The general grinned and brought a hand up to gently card his finger’s through the black and green mess of hair in front of his eyes. He gently raked his nails down Tighnari’s head.

Tighnari’s eyes fluttered shut and his head lolled to rest on Cyno’s chest. A pleasant sigh escaped his mouth as he fully relaxed.

“See, you are tired; your mind is just completely overstimulated right now, so it’s keeping you awake,” Cyno replied in a low voice, bringing his hands up to scratch at the bow user’s ears.

Breathy giggles suddenly escaped the other male.

“Oh? Come on now, don’t tell me you’re ticklish here too?”

“Yohohohoure suhuhuch ahaha buhuhully,” the fennec whimpered, unmoving.

Cyno smiled fondly at Tighnari’s sweet giggles, caressing his ears with ticklish touches. His other arm wrapped securely around the latter’s waist. “Gasp, I’m no bully,” he deadpanned, “I would never. After how nice I was to help you…”

“Cynohohoho. Yohohouhuhure- pfffahaha-“

“I’m what? I’ve never heard of that adjective before. Have you and Alhaitham been hanging out without me?”

Tighnari groaned through his giggles as he lay still on Cyno’s torso.

The general’s heart skipped a beat when the fennec weakly reached for his hand, hoping to stop the ticklish scratches. “Aht aht, I’m trying to help you sleep.”

“Nohohoho- yohohou’re tihihickling mehehe.”

“Tickling you? No… if I was trying to tickle you, I would’ve gone for your feet.” A wider smile tugged at his lips as he felt Tighnari instinctively cross his ankles to protect the sensitive spot.

The hand on the exhausted male’s waist poked and prodded ever so gently, tracing light circles over the forest ranger’s back and sides. Sleepy giggles emitted from him as his eyes continued to open and flutter closed. “Cynohohoho.”

“Mmm?”

“Thahahahanks.”

The general ceased all movement, wondering what Tighnari could’ve meant. He called his name; no response was given. When he tried again, he realized that the forest ranger had finally fallen asleep.

As carefully as he could, Cyno guided the latter into his arms, letting his head rest against his chest.

Their walk back to his hut was silent, but it was a long one. A million thoughts were in his head, yet Cyno said no words.

When he returned and entered the humble home, he was greeted by a bleary-eyed Collei getting some water. He pursed his lips and shushed her gently, resulting in a smile and a nod from the girl.

Laying the man down feet first—he remembered Tighnari saying that it worked on babies, so maybe it’ll work on people— and gently caressing his cheek, the general bid him farewell.

A hand grabbed his wrist as he turned around. “stay.”

Cyno exhaled fondly, settling down and taking Tighnari in his arms. Tighnari cuddled close to him and smiled in satisfaction; Cyno had to take a moment to keep himself from blushing too hard, then planted a small kiss on the ranger’s forehead.

—

BONUS:

Later on, Collei returned to the kitchen for some more water. On the way in, she noticed a bigger mess of blankets on her master’s bed.

Curiously, she opened the cracked door and laughed to herself. Retreating quickly, she grabbed her Kamera from her nightstand and took a quick photo. After securing the device and photos, she happily snuggled between the two, smiling in safety.

Her family…

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[dumbstuffsstuff]

Another Lee!Cyno Fic

That I can’t think of a title for lol

It’s dusk and the sun is resting, visibly spreading its pink and orange rays throughout the Sumeru sky. Tighnari and Cyno had been out all day running errands and journeying through the desert. They finally made it back to Sumeru before dark, laying in a grassy field, about a mile away from the city. It was peaceful and quiet, and the summer breeze was nice.

Cyno had placed his hat next to him on the grass, and he lay on his back with his arms behind his head. Tighnari lay next to Cyno, but facing the opposite direction, his book hiding his face. Cyno had also been ranting about something for the past hour, slipping his jokes into his sentences ever so often.

“Tighnari~” Cyno chimes.

“Mm?”

“Are you listening to me?”

Not really, Tighnari’s habit of toning people out while he reads comes in handy when the white haired boy is up to his antics.

“Tighnariii~” Cyno nudges at his friend in the head, but the fox pays him no mind, “it’s very rude to ignore a friend, Nari.” Cyno smirks. He very lightly pokes at Tighnari’s ear with his foot, causing Tighnari’s ear to twitch. The fox had enough, and grabbed Cyno’s ankle. Tighnari sits up, holding onto the other’s foot, and strokes his gloved finger down his sole.

“ACK! H-Hey!”

“You want attention don’t you?” Tighnari glares mischievously at Cyno, causing him to pull at his foot.

“Nonono! Tighnari! Dohohon’t! NOhohoho!!”

Tighnari scribbles his fingers all over Cyno’s sole, Cyno squirms and tries to kick and get his foot free, but it’s no use.

“NOHOhohoho!! Tihihighnari! Plehehease!”

“You thought you could get away with teasing me, hm?”

“Ihihihi was juhust messing around!!”

“And so am I, now!”

“NOHOHO!!” Tighnari pokes his fingers in between Cyno’s toes, occassionally scribbling behind them, making Cyni curl his toes and arch his back.

“NAHhahahat theheHEHERE! AHAH! STOHOP DOING THAHAT!”

“Why? Why don’t you want me to do this?” He pokes at his toes again, “Is it too ticklish for you?”

“NN-NGHHH..!!” Cyno covers his mouth and his flustered face to avoid letting more giggles slip.

But it’s no use when Tighnari traps both of Cyno’s feet in a headlock and begins spidering up both of his soles. Cyno has to use all of what strength he has left to not kick his friend in the face.

“TIHIGHNARI!!”

He bucks his hips and reaches to grab his foot, but it does nothing to relieve the ticklish sensations flowing through his body.

“AHAhahaha!! NOHOT MY FEHEET! L-Lehet gohoHOHO!!”

“Hmm… Okay” Tighnari lets go and turns towards Cyno, pouncing onto his torso and sitting on his lap to trap him more.

“ACK! T-TIGHNARI NOHO! Whatever you’re about to do, don’t!”

“What do you think i’m gonna do?” Tighnari takes off his gloves and wiggles his slim fingers over Cyno’s exposed stomach.

“NAHhahaha!!” Cyno covers his stomach and squirms.

“I haven’t even touch you yet!”

“Ihi don’t care!”

“You know, you should really rethink your outfit choices~” Tighnari pins Cyno’s arms up and tickles his toned abs, digging into each hollow, and feathering the muscles. Cyno can only throw back his head and cackle, still squirming and kicking.

“NOOHOHOHOHAHAHA!! WAHAHAHAIT! NOHOHOT THEHEREE!! PLEHEHEASE!! AHAHAH! OHOHO MY GOHOD!!”

“You have really nice abs, Cyno, it’d be a shame to leave them out,” Tighnari blows small raspberries on his abs.

“Ehehehehe!! Noohohoho! Thehey don’t need tihihickles!” Cyno blushes at saying the word.

“You can’t even say the word without blushing,” Tighnari let’s go of Cyno’s arms and tickles both his underarms instead. Cyno immediately brings his arms down to trap the fingers, but it actually seems to make the tickling worse

“NAHAHHAHAHA!! STOHOHOP ITS SOHO BAD! GET OHOFF NAHAHARI!! PLEHEHEASE!”

“Is this your ticklish spot?”

“NNHHHAHAHAHA!! IM NOHOT TEHELLING YOU THAHAT!”

“Well you don’t need to, it’s obvious. I wonder if you have another ticklish spot?”

“NOHOHO I DOHOHONT!”

“I feel like thats a lie,”

“STOHOHOPP! NOHOHO MOHOHRE!”

“I guess i’ll have to find it myself.”

“NOOO!!” Cyno brings his forearms to his stomach, pressing his back as much as he can into the ground.

“Oh~ I think you just gave it away, Cyno.”

“N-NO! Its not what you think!!”

“But I think it is.”

“NONOnono! Nari! Nari please. Don’t. I’m warning you.”

“Aww, how threatening.”

Cyno blushes more. It’s true, he’s rather helpless in this state. Tighnari drawings small, light circles on his sides.

“Move your arms, Cyno~”

“NH! N-Noohoho.. I wohohont!”

“Alright then.”

Tighnari pulls his arms away, which is easy without effort because Cyno has been weakened by the tickling. He quickly goes to pinch around his sensitive stomach and Cyno’s howling laughter returns, but higher.

“TIHIHIGHNARIHIHIII!! THIHIS ISNT FAHAHAIRR!!” Cyno brings his arms back around his torso, but everytime he tried to block an area, Tighnari would tickle in a different spot.

“Really? I think it is!”

“HAHAHAHHA!! OHOHOKAYY! OHOKAY! IM SOHOHORRY FOR BOTHERING YOHOHOHOHOUU!! JUHUST STOHOP!”

“I think we need the grand finale!”

“NOHHOHOHOO!”

“Yessss!” Tighnari inhales sharply and blows ticklish raspberries right in the center of his stomach, squeezing his hips in the meanwhile.

“AAHAHAHAHAH!! NYAHAHAHHAHA!! TIHIHI!! IHI CAHAHANT TAHAKE THIHIS! PLEHEHEHEASEE *HIC* AHAHAHAHA!!”

Tighnari feels that the poor soul has had enough, so he stops his assult and rubs the tingling areas, Cyno clutching his arms around his waist.

“Ahaha… Y-Yohou are sohoo mean!”

“You want more?” Nari pokes his hips.

“NOho! No more!”

“At least for now~” Tighnari smirks. Cyno scoffs, red faced.

“Pfft, whatever.”

“Come on let’s go home, it’s dark already.”

“I can’t walk..!” Cyno whines.

“Fine.” Tighnari puts his gloves back on and lifts Cyno onto his back, putting Cyno’s shoes in his bag. Cyno rests his head on Tighnari’s head.

“Abord the tickle express,” Tighnari lightly strokes Cyno’s feet once again.

“Nohoho!! Nohot agaihian!”

Tighnari chuckles, and teases Cyno the rest of the way home.

Cyno can’t say he hated all of it.

[bloodypastries]

Messy doodles (figure out the order urself)

[italeean]

A stick(L)y situation

Kaveh invites Cyno and Tighnari to his place after the delicious lunch at Pardis Dhyai... better yet, he invites them to Alhaitham's place

A/N: Hellooo!! How're you doing? 🥰 Just as I promised, the fic is coming out today and I hope it's as awesome as the characters I got to write for!! This is a request for one of those followers that was here from day 1 and has always supported my writing and has encouraged me during the times in which I lacked inspiration 🌸 Non ci sono parole per dirti quanto apprezzo il tuo sostegno 💚🤍❤️ (there are no words to tell you how much I appreciate your support)

DISCLAIMER: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste I don't suggest you read it

"I still don't understand what this is all about..." Alhaitham mumbled as he prepared his Sabz Meat Stew with such a grumpy expression that the bad mood could be felt in the whole kitchen. "I told you already!" Kaveh's voice resonated louder than necessary "Cyno and Tighnari invited us to celebrate Collei's academic progress, it's nice to invite them back."

"Oh so invited them to MY place without telling me about it until two hours before their arrjval?" The Acting Grand Sage said with such a sharp sarcasm that could've cut through titanium. "Well... I knew you'd say no... and I live here too, so it's kinda our place now! Even if no one knows I actually live here... b-but I'm older anyway so you gotta listen to your senior..!"

The younger man let out a dry laugh at Kaveh's nervous tone. If that was meant to be authoritative, he couldn't imagine how he handled nasty clients. "I suppose it's too late to cancel the invitation anyway, so you better finish that Fatteh quickly and set up the table. What are you even doing? It's food, not a model of your buildings."

"Ugh you..! Cooking is a form of art, and the presentation is essential when you serve something to a guest!" The blonde exclaimed with such indignation that one would've thought Alhaitham had just said something blasphemous. "Whatever... food is supposed to be digested and decomposed, I don't see why the effort should be worth it..."

A knock interrupted the philosophical debate about how the food should be served. Kaveh quickly fixed his hair and went to the door. "Welcome guys! Alhaitham was so nice to offer his own place to have this dinner!" He exclaimed with such a rigid tone that Alhaitham internally facepalmed.

A great way to not let them understand that the two of them were roomies...

Fortunately, the Archons were on the architect's side and he managed to quickly change topic. "Oh? Where's Collei?" Tighnari sighed "A friend of her had invited her to Mondstadt to celebrate her progress some time ago and she forgot to tell us... but she made some Pita Pockets for us to make us forgive her." The fennec fox handed a cute package full of Pita Pockets made like only Collei was able to do.

"Oh well... that's a shame, but I'm glad she got the opportunity to travel again and that she made such a nice and caring friend!" Kaveh said cheerfully. "Oh yeah, that Sucrose girl seems really nice, although she's a little shy... actually really shy..." the dark-haired guy added.

"That probably makes her the perfect match for Collei though..." Cyno thought out loud, "although her deck is no match for Collei's one... for example, have you seen how she deploys..." After ten minutes of rambling, Tighnari managed to stop the long haired guy's monolog about the smartest way to play TCG.

"Anyway," Kaveh continued "celebrating Collei's progress without Collei doesn't make much sense... so we should totally make another dinner! I'm sure Alhaitham would be delighted to have us here again to bring life to this place!"

Alhaitham sighed, already annoyed by all that noise and all that chattering. He breathed deeply and tried to put on his usual poker face. It was just a dinner after all... a couple of hours and they'd be gone...

Four hours had passed, it was 11 pm, and a very grumpy Alhaitham was sitting on his couch witnessing the match between Kaveh and Cyno to decide the TCG champion.

Kaveh was destroyed in three quick rounds, which made the Scribe let out the first chuckle of that evening. The older student, on the other hand, pouted at that humiliation. In his defense, Cyno had brought a special liquor from the Desert and he had gone a little overboard with drinking, so he wasn't exactly in top shape when he dueled against the King of Invokations.

"Shut up Alhaitham! This isn't funny..! I just had bad cards and bad luck with the dices..!" The blonde tried to justify himself, although that didn't affect the smug smile that was adorning Cyno's face. "Please, even a Sumpter Beast would've played a better match..." the silver-haired man replied without hesitation. Even Tighnari had to chuckle at that comparison, the idea of a blond and fancy Sumpter Beast sounded hilarious.

Kaveh became red in the face and squinted his eyes at his (secret) roommate. He was just a little tipsy, so he was sober enough to have control over his thoughts, actions and movements. "You wanna laugh, you brat? I'll give you something to laugh about!!" His hands found the Scribe's hips and they squeezed roughly and mercilessly.

Tighnari and Cyno looked at the scene with a dumbfounded expression while Alhaitham kicked the air with his legs, doing his best to hold back his laughter.

"You didn't even smile throughout the whole dinner and the first laugh you have is at your senior?? This will teach you some manners!" The blonde gestured his friends to join him, and surprisingly they looked at each other and actually did.

"Yeah, you absolutely need to laugh more. It's good for your health, you know?" The fennec fox grinned as his hands latched on the Acting Grand Sage's knees and squeezed gently but firmly.

"Well..." Cyno's voice behind him made Alhaitham jump, "it seems like you're in a rather... stickly situation..." Everyone sighed... better yet, Alhaitham would have if he hadn't been busy holding back his laughter. "Do you get it? People usually say 'you're in a sticky situation' so I put the word 'sticky' and 'tickly' together"

After the lack of reaction, Cyno gave up on explaining his joke and let his wiggling fingers descend on his friend's neck. A snort came out of the Acting Grand Sage's mouth, although he didn't really have the composure of an Acting Grand Sage in that moment, and the dam finally broke.

Low pitched giggles came out in a stream as the poor Scribe squirmed and tried in vain to get away from the six evil hands that were gently and playfully tormenting him. "Thihihis ihihis childihihihish!!" He whined between his giggles, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"That's what you get for laughing at your senior!" Kaveh yelled proudly while he poked all over his poor roommate's torso. Tighnari chuckled "I wonder what happens if I get behind here..." His nimble fingers sneaked behind his knees and scribbled relentlessly, making the silver-haired man go into another fit of cackles.

"Thihihis ihis thehe lahahahast timehe Ihihi invihihite yohohou herehehe!!" Everyone let out a fake gasp "You don't mean it..!" The architect exclaimed, now fully in his drama queen mode, "I didn't wanna do this, but you left me no choice. Behold my final ace up my sleeve guys!!"

After that probably ridiculous battle scream, probably dictated by the liquor, Kaveh sneaked his hands behind his roommate's back, targeting the back of his ribs. The shriek that left Alhaitham's lips didn't even sound like it could come from him, but Tighnari and Cyno quickly recovered from the surprise and followed the blonde's lead.

With six hands all targeting his most sensitive spot, it took less than a minute to make Alhaitham's body go limp. His laughter got completely silent and even a tear formed in the corner of his eye. The three friends took it as their signal to stop, which they did.

After the young Scribe recovered from the merciless tickle attack and the embarrassment, Kaveh looked at him smugly once more and said in a proud tone "Now that you got something better to laugh about than your senior, wanna play another round of TCG?"

Cyno immediately agreed, and he quickly convinced Tighnari with a pair of wide puppy dog eyes, and Alhaitham ended up joining too.

Although he'd never say it out loud, he was sure he'd invite the guys and Collei one more time for a nice dinner and a night of genuine, lighthearted fun.

[eliasiis]

Hello ~

Couldn't help but noticed that your requests are open and

as someone who fell in love with your writing, may I ask for a CynoNari fic? ~

you sure can. also originally i was anxious about the lack of detail in this ask but then i realized it just means i have full creative freedom to do whatever the fuck i want with it so sure it works

also. i fucking love tighnari god damn

rest

pairing : cynonari

word count : 1.3k

Tighnari is overworked, to say the least.

With patient after patient coming in, Tighnari can't even get any other work done at all- Even with Collei's assistance, it's just getting to be too much. He's exhausted, he isn't sure how long it's been since he slept, much less how many hours he'd crammed into that sleep. All he knows is that he's so exhausted and he's about to drop.

"It seems things are slowing down a bit," Collei notes. When she looks at Tighnari, she notices that he looks like he isn't even listening. Even with his advanced hearing, she doesn't doubt he didn't hear her. "M-Master! Why don't you take a break?" She urges, standing in front of him rather than beside.

He finally notices that she's talking, shaking his head to get himself right. "No, no, that's alright Collei. I don't want to leave you to handle all of this yourself," He says, but Collei persists.

"I can do it! Here, sit on the cot- Should I get you anything? A drink, maybe? Something to snack on?" She asks, but Tighnari resists her urging.

"Collei, I'm fine, I assure you. I just need to get my head right. Don't worry about me," Before he can even finish his sentence, there's another visitor. Tighnari resists the urge to groan.

"Tighnari? Are you alright?" Tighnari would recognize that flat voice from miles away. He turns to see Cyno. A small, fond smile tugs at his lips.

"Yes, yes. What can I do for you?" He asks, barely holding himself up against the weight of his exhaustion. He thinks Cyno might've said something, and he thinks that Cyno's brows might've furrowed a bit in what was maybe concern, but he doesn't get too far in that analyzation before he faints.

... ◇ 》

Tighnari blinks his eyes open once, twice, and a few more times before he remembers what happened. He immediately brings a hand to his head to check for any injuries. It's nothing too bad except for a bit of a headache. He isn't wearing all of the layers he previously had been, clad in nothing but his normal shirt and his pants. He's thankful, it had gotten a bit hot earlier- but he doesn't have to be happy about it.

"Ugh... How embarrassing..." He mumbles, cursing himself under his breath. He sits up to try and look around to see where Collei is, but he just gets painfully dizzy and falls back on the cot.

"Don't sit up so fast, Tighnari."

Tighnari looks around for that voice, seeing Cyno standing beside him. "W-Wha..? Where's Collei?" He questions, rubbing at his temples. Archons, he needs to get himself together. If overworking himself leads to this, he might as well retire! The thought, despite irrational and illogical, of having to do that makes him shudder.

"The traveller came by while you were asleep. She's with them. I told her I'd stay with you until she gets back." Cyno sits beside Tighnari on the cot, running his fingers through long, silver hair. He'd discarded his helmet, apparently. The long, fluffy strands give Tighnari an urge to run his fingers through them. He'd learned how to braid a long time ago, mostly for Collei. Maybe Cyno would allow him...

He shakes that thought off. Absolutely not. "Ah... That's kind of you, but you really didn't have to do that for me. I'm sure you're busy, so I'll get up now and-"

"Absolutely not. Lie down." Cyno demands, raising a hand over Tighnari as if to push him back down. "Collei told me just how much you've been working. You will continue resting." It's not a request, Tighnari understands that. Despite this, he sits up anyway.

"Cyno, I really should-"

"No." Cyno pushes him back. It's a gentle push. He doesn't put any pressure, but he doesn't move his hand from Tighnari's chest either. "You will rest."

Tighnari makes eye contact with Cyno. It almost looks like he's challenging him to get up.

Tighnari sits up again. He swings his legs over the edge of the cot, but that's as far as he gets before Cyno grabs him by the waist and puts him back down. The action makes Tighnari both a little embarrassed and a little... Something else that he doesn't want to name. That something else makes a small, but mischievous fire light up in his eyes.

"Cyno. I'm getting up."

"Tighnari. You will rest. I have said this multiple times."

Tighnari crosses his arms. Cyno doesn't move.

Cyno's expression almost looks like he's planning something. It sends a shiver down Tighnari's spine. "One more time and there will be consequences."

These 'consequences' make a mix of misplaced dread and curiosity pool in his stomach. Despite that, Tighnari tries to get up anyway, but he barely even moves before Cyno's pushed him onto his back.

"This is your last chance to reconsider your decision, Tighnari."

"...Cyno, I have work to- A-Ah-!!! Cyno, what- Nohoho!!" Suddenly, Tighnari feels sharp nails spidering their way across his stomach, which trembles under the electric, ticklish feeling. His first instinct is to cover his already flushed face as he tries to curl away from the feeling.

"Yes. This is your penalty. I tell you to do one thing, and you do the other. Accept this." Cyno knows his nails are stupidly sharp, and he's as careful as possible with them- But that only makes the feeling worse. The light, barely-there feeling of Cyno's quick fingers unpredictably switching between his stomach and his sides is already enough to make Tighnari cackle.

Tighnari drops his hands and wraps them around his stomach to protect himself from the feeling. Cyno almost looks lost for a second, as if that had really caused him a problem.

He, however, just flips Tighnari onto his stomach and continues. He traces one long nail over his spine, up and down and up and down-

"Stop, stop!! Dohohon't do that!" Tighnari's back is a particular weak point. In makes his cackling die down into hiccupy giggling, but the repetitive tickling up and down that sensitive spot can and will drive Tighnari mad. "Just, just nohohot that-!!! hic-! Pleehehease! Not there, ahhahah- hic- Cynoo!!"

"Tell me you'll rest. Those are my conditions." Tighnari can't see him, but he can hear the smirk in Cyno's voice. He would, he wants it to stop badly, but also...

He doesn't really remember the last time he'd been this... Playful with someone. Tickling is childish and a total waste of the time he could be using to get more work done, but...

He shoves his face into the cot to muffle his desperate giggling, refusing Cyno's terms. He twists left to right, he arches his back to get away from that one maddeningly ticklish sensation but it just doesn't happen.

But then it stops.

The relief doesn't last long, though. Cyno scribbles at his shoulder-blades, chuckling to himself when he hears the muffled squeal.

Tighnari kicks his legs and tenses his shoulders, but nothing makes it stop. If it did, he might be disappointed. "No!! Thahahat's worse! Cynohoho...!! Ack!! ehehe, mmph- Mercy, mercy!! I-I cahahan't!" Tighnari's desperate pleading falls on deaf ears. He tries rolling on his side, but one hand now spiders at his side and his lower ribs while the other persists at his shoulder blades. He shrieks and tries curling up, but that doesn't deter Cyno even a bit.

Cyno leans down, blowing at the tip of his ear. He only smirks wider at tbe squeak he's rewarded with. "You know what I want to hear, Nari." The nickname makes Tighnari's thoughts short-circuit. Cyno isn't one for things like that. Somehow, the flustered feeling it gives him makes the tickling feel worse.

"I give! Ah, aha-!! I gihihive! I'll rest!!"

Cyno's hands still, and he stands up off the cot. "Good." He nods, as if he hadn't just forced Tighnari into resting.

"I will have my revenge, Cyno, remember that," But it really was exhausting. Tighnari falls asleep for the second time. He thinks for a moment that he feels a hand comb through his hair.

[kusuguricafe]

he's so cute you guys 😫

I thought this was tickling-adjacent enough to share hehe (and don't worry, he only touches his ears lmao)

[ticklygiggles]

Rite Duel 2.0

A/N: Big, big thanks to kind @eliankrios for his suppooort ❤️❤️ thank you for being patient with me! I was in some kind of writers block, but it seems okay now lol. I hope you enjoy this and, as always, I hope they're not too OOC nskdkd THANK YOU ELIAN 💕

Also thanks to my girl Ginny for letting me use her fic for reference to this one! MWAH 💕

Summary: After learning that there is a way to actually win against Cyno, Sethos finally takes his chance to try!

Lots of tickling descriptions hehe

Words: 3k+

Sethos was not, by all means, ashamed of losing against Cyno for Hermanubis’ power. If he was completely honest, some part of him told him that he had no chance against General Mahamatra himself, so he was not surprised by the result of the duel, if anything, he felt honored for fighting with him and seeing Cyno's friends dueling with and for him. Having good companions, people you can trust and who always give you a hand was very important in the desert.

Furthermore, being recognized as the heir of the Temple of Silence clan by Cyno and promising a new alliance with the city of Sumeru, was more than he could have imagined... and also gave him excuses to visit Avidya Forest frequently. There were so many things to do, see and eat and so many interesting people that he could talk to for hours on end. 

Many of his new friends were there too. Cyno, Tighnari, the traveler and even that interesting person he had met at the Akademiya. So he always got very excited when he was called by Cyno for important meetings, which usually consisted of him teaching him how to play Genius Invokation and Sethos failing miserably in every single game. 

“You need to practice some more,” Cyno said, beating Sethos for the fifth consecutive time. “Don't you play in the Temple of Silence?” 

Sethos sighed deeply, automatically throwing his cards to Cyno for him to shuffle them. “We, sadly, don't have much time to play like this. We have things to do, you see.” 

His lips spread in a mischievous smile, and although Tighnari and the traveler laughed behind their hands, Cyno simply huffed out a laugh through his nose and rolled his eyes with a little smile in his mouth.

“I see. Good thing you're now in Avidya Forest, so get ready to practice a lot.”

Sethos whined. "Technically, we're in the Traveler's wolrd..." He knew that the general wouldn't let him leave or stop the game until he defeated him at least once. 

“Cyno, you're being too harsh on Sethos,” Tighnari said, propping his chin in the palm of his hand to look at Cyno with that dreamy expression that always made Sethos blush and look away. He was sitting to Cyno's right at the four-sided table. Aether right in front of Tighnari while Paimon floated around them. 

“Yeah.” Paimon nodded. “Sethos has had his head in the sand his entire life, even a game of Genius Invokation is too much for him.”

“P-Paimon…” 

All three men around him turned their heads away, trying to contain their laughter. Sethos felt his cheeks heating up and he fanned his face with his hand.

“L-Listen, I've been attending to my… duties and- and Genius Invokation isn't exactly a popular game in the desert…” 

Cyno cleared his throat. “Anyways, the next round is about to start.”

“You got this, Sethos!” Aether cheered, but Sethos whined loudly as he saw Cyno making the first move. 

There was a time when Sethos won, but they had to play about twenty times and Sethos had only won because the traveler had tickled Cyno to distract him. 

Setho chuckled to himself and Cyno looked at him with narrowed eyes.

Who would've thought General Mahamatra was a ticklish person? Certainly not him, yet again he had never been too fixed on tickling someone, or being tickled himself. That until he met this bunch of interesting people. He still remembered that special training he had with Aether the first time he showed the world inside his teapot, but he still hadn't had the chance to give it a try… could it be that tonight was the night? 

“Hey, tell you what.”

“Hmm?” Cyno mumbled, barely paying attention. 

“Let's have… another kind of duel.” That caught everyone's attention and four pairs of curious eyes landed on him. “If you win this duel… We'll keep playing Genius Invokation until I finally win,” he said with a grin and Cyno arched an eyebrow. “However,” Sethos continued. “If I win, then you'll give me a break for at least the rest of the night.” 

“What kind of duel?” Aether voiced the question in Cyno's expression, his golden eyes shining in wonder. 

Sethos chuckled, “you'll see once we start. We won't need weapons or anything, just our bare hands,” he said, lifting both his hands and wiggling his fingers, trying to give a clue to Cyno, but the only one who seemed to understand was Aether who smiled knowingly at Sethos. “So?”

Cyno pondered for a bit, his eyes traveling from the cards to Sethos face, then back to the cards and then to Tighnari's face. 

“I think a break sounds good,” Tighnari said, his tail swinging lazily from side to side. “You both have been at this for who knows how many- 

“This is the sixth time and I think I'll lose again,” Sethos said and this time even Paimon laughed. 

Cyno nodded. “Fine. I hope you don't mind us using your yard for this duel,” he said kindly to Aether and the traveler shook his head with a smile. 

“Paimon’s so excited to see what's this all about!” 

Sethos had been feeling excited too, but as they got up from the table and walked towards the traveler's large yard, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Aether had told him that this was a good way to beat Cyno, but what if he lost too? It wasn't a thing of honor or anything like that, his brain just couldn't stand that game anymore! 

“Eep!” Sethos jolted when he felt a poke to his ribs from behind, turning around, he was glad it was Aether. “Y-You surprised me, traveler.” 

“Did you finally decide to do it?”

Sethos nodded softly. “Yeah, my head is starting to hurt. Let's see if your special training was of any use.”

Aether laughed. “I wonder too, you lost far too many times,” he reminded him and Sethos laughed when he felt a squeeze to his side. “Just remember all the spots I told you about and do not let him pin you.” 

Whoa, it really sounded like this was going to be even more dangerous than the Rite of Duels back in the Temple of Silence. Sethos nodded as he gulped, finally planting himself in front of Cyno while Aether, Tighnari and Paimon looked at them from the side. 

“So? Is it like a wrestling match?” 

“Y-Yeah, something like that. At the count of three, okay? One… two!” 

“Ack! W-Wha– hey! S-Sehehethos!” 

Sethos almost froze when he heard Cyno's giggles as his hands latched to the General's sides and started to squeeze them gently, but firmly just as Aether had told him.

“Pff– a tickle fight?” Tighnari asked in disbelief, yet a little smile still pulled at his lips. 

“L-Like Paimon said,” she chuckled softly, floating beside Aether. “Sethos has had his head too deep in the sand…”

“Place your bets, everyone,” Aether chirped. “I bet Sethos will win.” 

“No way,” both Paimon and Tighnari said and by the looks of it, it seemed like they were right. 

“AHAHAHA! n-nohoHOHo!” 

It wasn't Cyno's laughter, but Sethos. He definitely understimated Cyno's abilities. Aether made it look way too easy and Sethos was extremely ticklish! How on earth did he even think that was a good idea?! He didn't know how, but he was able to tickle Cyno for exactly five seconds before he was thrown to the soft grass, pinned by one of Cyno's knees against his lower back and both the General's hands clawing at the back of his ribs. 

“Heh, you really thought you'd win against me?” Cyno spoke over Sethos laughter and the poor heir could only kick his legs and flail his arms around. “Did the traveler tell you about this? I'm sure he'll learn his lesson later.”

Poor traveler! Sethos somehow gathered enough strength to lift his body, successfully pushing Cyno off him and causing him to fall butt first against the grass. The general didn't have time to get up before Sethos was straddling his waist, his hands vibrating at the exposed stomach. Cyno threw his head back with a cackle and he tried to fight Sethos hands, but Sethos was agile and he laughed, trying to sound teasy, but just sounding nervous. 

“H-How’s that, hmm? General Mahamatra is seriously so ticklish,” Sethos teased, one of his hands clawing at the middle of Cyno's tummy, around his belly button while the other wrapped around his hip, trying to hold him in place, but also tickling him slightly. “You gotta make sure no one knows your weakness, or else you'll get in trouble~!” 

“S-Stohohohop or Ihihihi- AHAHAHA! WAHAHAIT!” 

Sethos jolted just as hard as Cyno did when he slipped one of his fingers inside his navel. He was surprised by the nearly hysterical laughter he was able to evoke from Cyno as he lightly tickled his navel, simply wiggling his finger around inside the little spot. Sethos giggled softly, tickling really was fun. 

Feeling extra mischievous, Sethos stopped momentarily so he could place one hand over Cyno's stomach, his thumb and index finger stretching his bellybutton nicely as his palm held him somehow in place. 

“Any last words?” He asked with a big grin as his finger wiggled at Cyno. 

Through slightly teary eyes, Cyno looked at Sethos, a silly smile pulling at his lips. “D-dohon't you dahare or I'll- SEHEHETHOS!” 

After teasing the spot gently by simply circling it with the tip of his finger, Sethos finally slipped it back in it, swirling and wiggling and vibrating. Cyno's laughter came out unrestrained, loud and panicky; he jolted and squirmed and desperately pulled at Sethos arms, but Sethos had the upper hand, until he didn't. 

In the blink of an eye, Sethos was facing the vast sky inside the Serenitea Pot and Cyno was straddling him, grabbing Sethos’ hands and pulling them under his knees. 

“N-Noho! Wahahait! Lihihisten! P-Plehehease!” Sethos begged, giggling although Cyno hadn't started tickling him yet, but he didn't have to wait too long as Cyno's fingers quickly did a little taunt above Sethos’ torso before they descended against his ribcage. 

Sethos threw his head back with a tirade of loud cackles. His arms desperately pulled at his trapped hands, but Cyno was firmly pinning him down as his hands roamed freely across his ribcage. Those mean hands traveled from the highest set of ribs, so close to his armpits, to the lowest ones, pinching, poking, prodding and rubbing everything and anything on their way. 

Sethos was nearly seeing stars. Aether tickled him so much during their trainings, but never this viciously. Cyno was determined to win… even if it meant tickling Sethos to death? 

Firm, but gently fingers rubbed at each bone and space inbetween and Sethos was almost sure Cyno was using some kind of trick, (perhaps his vision?), because there was no way his ribs could tickle like that, was it?

Cyno chuckled, “were you saying? Let's hope the people of the Temple of Silence don't know their leader is this ticklish,” he teased playfully. “Or else you could get in trouble.” 

Sethos shook his head, unable to speak as Cyno started to count his ribs out loud: one, two, four– oh no, I meant three, let me start again.

One, two, three… what was the next number? Oh, four right. Let me do it again. 

I'm not sure I counted properly, what do you think, Sethos? I'll start over just to make sure. 

Sethos, where's the twelveth rib? I don't seem— to find it… can you stop squirming? Also, move your arms away, I can't count like this. 

Aether's words resounded in his head: do not let him pin you. Now he understood why.

Sethos’ laughter only grew panickier the more Cyno tickled his poor, sensitive ribs. Tears of laughter already claimed place clinging to his lashes and his flushed cheeks hurt for smiling so hard. If he didn't stop Cyno, he was definitely going to pass out and be forced to keep playing Genius Invokation! 

Growling between his laughter, Sethos was able to raise his hips, making Cyno stop right away with a gasp as he reached forward to stop himself from collapsing above Sethos. Sethos wrapped his arms around Cyno's waist and pushed him to the side, both of them rolling a couple of times before Sethos pinned Cyno on his belly.

Immediately, thumbs dug into the muscle of Cyno's lower back, rubbing deep circles and causing him to giggle brightly and kick his feet as he tried to reach behind him to capture Sethos’ hands, his spine arching up as he shook from one side to the other. Meanwhile Sethos felt like he was trembling after that brutal attack to his ribs, his bones still tingling with tickly aftershocks. 

He fluttered his fingers up Cyno's spine and dragged his fingertips down that tender spot near his sides, but not quite. He then pinched and squeezed at his lower sides and that place at his kidney area and focused in every spot that made Cyno laugh the brightest. For example, massaging his shoulder blades would make Cyno snort and placing rapid pokes up his spine would make him shriek. 

The back of his neck was fairly sensitive as well, Cyno would throw his head back as best as he would when Sethos wiggled his fingers there and snorty giggles would fill the air. The back of his ears was also- 

“AHAHAHA! CY-CYNOHOHO!”

“Cy-Cy-yehehehes.”

“Ugh,” three beings in the sides rolled their eyes, but no one noticed as Cyno had managed to get a hold of Sethos’ knees and was squeezing them. 

Sethos laughed, squeezing Cyno's waist to make him stop, but Cyno was persistant, his hands moving to squeeze at his thigh and Sethos couldn't stand it. He stood up and tried to make a run for it, but he was able to take two strides before he felt Cyno's fingers closing around one of his ankles, making him fall face first. 

“Aaaaghhh! AHAHAHA!” 

Sethos banged his fists on the ground as Cyno took a seat on his shins and started to squeeze and massage the back of his knees. Sethos screamed with laughter, how was that spot ticklish?! He tried to kick his legs, but Cyno was squeezing his own around him, limiting his movements as his fingers wiggled in the hollows in the back of Sethos’ knees; his thumbs massaging the muscle, making Sethos shriek with laughter. 

“How do you make a knee laugh, Sethos?” 

“Oh Archons.”

“He won't say it, right?” 

“I think he will.” 

“You tickle its funny bone.” Sethos broke into loud laughter as Cyno tickled both the front and the back of one of his knees. “Very funny, right? I'm glad you appreciate my jokes.”

Sethos shook his head, desperately trying to crawl away from underneath Cyno, and shrieking again when now his other knee was under attack. He never knew knees could be ticklish, but of course he had to learn this fact first hand, huh? 

“Uff-!” Cyno quickly moved off Sethos when a leg almost hit his groin. Sethos stood up quickly, but then slumped again when his eyes caught Cyno's foot. General Mahamatra read his intentions, and tried to escape, but he was already tired and uncoordinated, so it was not difficult for Sethos to catch one of his ankles, dragging him towards him. 

“Where are you going, General? The duel is not over until one of us asks for mercy," Sethos said breathlessly and with a huge smile on his face. "Are you suddenly scared? You didn't want me to tickle your feet? What a shame~.” 

Sethos straddled Cyno's ankles, pressing them together between his legs and his blunt nails quickly went to work all over the soles, skittering up under his toes and down to the hollows of his ankles. Cyno became almost hysterical; his toes curled tightly, but Sethos easily pushed them back on one foot with one hand and used the other to scratch at the sensitive skin under and between them. 

“SEHEHETHOS! Hohohold ohohon!” 

“Do you yield? I will only stop if you give up!” Setho yelled over Cyno's loud laughter, his evil fingers not giving the Mahamatra the chance to catch his breath as Sethos tickled his sole mercilessly. 

Cyno was nearly howling behind him, squirming like a little fish out of water as Sethos’ fingers skittered across the balls of Cyno's feet and then to his arches and next to his toes that made Cyno scream with laughter. 

“Your toes are so ticklish,” Sethos commented, not really teasing, but if Cyno felt it that way, that was a plus. “How do you go around life being this sensitive?” 

Sethos was not expecting an answer from the cackling Cyno, he actually thought he was going to give up at any second now… until he felt a hand grabbing his hip. 

“EEK!” Sethos' immediately rose to his feet, brushing his hip to get rid of the tingly sensation that touch caused. “Th-Thahat s-spot is off- off limits!” 

Although breathless and tearing up, Cyno smirked, also getting on his trembling feet. “You n-never said anything… haah… about ‘off-limit spots’.”

Sethos gulped before he started to run away from Cyno; he wanted to say that he did run a lot, but only after three steps, Cyno was catching and throwing him back to the grass before straddling Sethos' thighs. 

“No!” Sethos' shrieked, laughing as he tried to grab Cyno's hands that were taunting him. He wiggled his fingers high, slowly lowering them towards Sethos' hips. “W-Wahahait up! Y-You must have a w-weak spot, s-so–”

“I do,” Cyno nodded, his hands finally descending to Sethos' hips. “It's a shame, for you of course, that you don't know where that is.” 

Sethos couldn't care less about what Cyno was saying at that moment. He was too busy laughing his head off and desperately trying to push Cyno's hands away as the General pinched and squeezed at his hips. Sethos howled in hysterics, he arched his spine and tilted his head back, overwhelmed by the electrifying tickly touches climbing from his hips to his brain. He couldn't do anything against those evil fingers exploring his most ticklish spot. 

“Hehe, how's this, Sethos? Is it ticklish? Look how much you're dancing, you're definitely loving this, huh?” 

Sethos shook his head, squealing and squeaking between hysterical peals of laughter. “NOHOT THEHERE! AH! P-PLEHEHEASE!” He begged, tears falling the sides of his face. “STAHAHAP! P-PLEHEHEASE!” 

“Of course,” Cyno said, chuckling softly. “You just gotta admit you give up. Easy, right?”

“N-Nohoho! J-Juhust– AHAHAFIHIHINE! Fihihine, I gihihive up! PLEHEHEASE!” 

Cyno stopped, lifting his hands off the other's body and Sethos went limp, laughing and giggling and rubbing at his hips to get rid of the residual feeling of Cyno's fingers. 

“I hope you're ready to properly learn how to play Genius Invokation, Sethos,” Cyno said, crossing his arms over his chest and looking down at Sethos with a smirk. “I won't show mercy this time.” 

Sethos let out a whiny giggle, letting his head fall against the grass. “N-Nehext tihihime… I'll- I'll definitely wihin.” 

“Mhmm, of course you will,” Cyno chuckled, extending his hand for Sethos to take. “Now let's go, you won't leave Avidya Forest until you win against me at least five times.” 

Sethos whined, grabbing Cyno's hand and standing on shaky legs. He looked over at Aether and shrugging his shoulders, he smiled sheepishly. 

Next time for sure! 

BONUS SCENE 

“You owe us, Traveler,” Paimon and Tighnari said with a smug grin and Aether whined. 

“I really thought Sethos would win… he still has a long way to go, it seems.” 

“To be fair, it's hard to win tickle fights against Cyno,” Tighnari mentioned, shrugging his shoulders as the three of them made their way back to the table where another Genius Invokation duel was taking place

“I can win against him.”

“Haha, yes, but after how many tries was it?” Paimon teased and she and Tighnari laughed at him. 

Yeah, Sethos really had a long way to go!

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DAY 26: Counting

DAY 26: Counting

Poor Tighnari has such sensitive paw pads 👀