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@eclipsetickles thank you again for this wonderful squealing Santa fic! I love everything and my gosh there needs to be more t-content for ObeyMe because it's so great! Thank you @ticklygiggles for hosting as always!

"Lucifer's Game" -(Lucifer x Diavolo)

Hey there @ticklish-v-93! I was the one writing your Squealing Santa fic this year!! I've been playing OM since it came out, but somehow have never written a fic for it (until now lol). I really enjoyed writing this and I really hope you like it! Merry Christmas! ✨

Word count: 1863

"Come on, Lucifer, everyone else is playing! It'll be fun!"

Deep wine colored eyes twitched in annoyance staring at the demon prince that was attached to his arm. Damn… If Diavolo was asking him, he had to give in. Lucifer was convinced this man was going to make him sprout grey hairs.

The mood was decently lighthearted in the house of lamentation today and the residents ended up starting a huge game of hide and seek. Hearing of the activity through Asmo, Diavolo enthusiastically visited the dorm just to participate. That, of course, led to Lucifer's current predicament.

"Fine… I'll join in this little game, childish as it is. Under one condition." Diavolo stared expectantly but undeniably excitedly at the prideful demon, focusing on his words.

"I will be the one seeking." Lucifer stated matter of factly, giving up on trying to remove Diavolo from his arm. The aforementioned prince seemed to bubble over with excitement.

"Haha! Of course you of all people would say that. I accept your terms!" The redhead smiled brightly, in an almost angelic way. You would think Dia was originally from the celestial realm rather than Lucifer.

"Well then. I suppose you should find a place to hide. All of you." Turning to his brothers, Lucifer gave a worryingly smug look resulting in simultaneous nervous glances. Wondering why nobody was moving, Lucifer then remembered he was to turn his back to them and start counting. With a shake of his head, he leaned against the wall and began counting down from 30.

"C'mon Beel. Let's go find a spot!" Belphegor addressed his twin and turned to leave, Beelzebub following behind. Satan calmly walked out, in no particular hurry to hide. He was confident he could best his brother anyways. Levi gulped in anticipation and speedwalked away trying to appear as confident as Satan but failing miserably. Mammon didn't waste a second bolting away, with no real idea of where he would even hide. Asmo seemed to have an idea and practically leaped out of the room. Finally, Diavolo let out an excited titter and began his descent into the hallway, taking a second to look back and admire his boyfriend as he did.

Either the pressure was getting to him, or he was less familiar with the house of lamentation than he thought. He seemed to wander aimlessly looking for a decent place to hide away, coming up with nothing. He opened up a coat closet, only to come face to face with Mammon.

"EEYAH-! Oh geez. Thought you were Lucifer for a minute." Mammon breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of Diavolo, grateful that he hadn't yet been caught by the looming threat that was Lucifer.

"Any chance I could join you here?" Diavolo smiled sheepishly, a hint of desperation in his voice.

"No way! This spot is reserved for the great Mammon and the great Mammon alone! Can't have anyone ruin my chances of winning. There may be a cash prize!" The avatar of greed said as he made a shooing motion with his hand, blissfully unaware that he wouldn't be paid a penny if he somehow won.

"After all, you came out of the closet. No need to go back in~!" A disembodied voice came from behind the long, draping curtains. The voice was unmistakably Asmodeus.

"Hah? How the hell do I have a better hiding spot than you? And what do you mean out of the closet? He was never in it! I've been in here the whole time!" It was clear the joke flew straight over Mammon's head. Then again, he wasn't known for being the avatar of intelligence.

"Shh! Enough chit-chat! If we keep talking like this, Lucifer will find us immediately!" Asmo stuck his head out from behind the thick curtain, giving Diavolo a "What are you standing around for?" look. Diavolo nodded and went on his way further down the corridor.

Entering the dining hall, Diavolo was greeted to the sound of faint battle music. Following the sound out of curiosity, it led him to the table. Taking a peek underneath the tablecloth, he was greeted by the sight of Levi playing on his Helltendo DS.

"Levi… What are you doing?" Diavolo questioned the violet haired man, cocking his head owlishly.

"What do you mean? Hiding, obviously! Hide and seek is a game and I intend to win." Levi gave the brief response, eyes glued to the device.

"But Levi… You do realize the volume for your game is on, right?" Diavolo raised an eyebrow, and Levi froze when he realized, causing his character to drive off the track.

Just as he was about to respond, there was a loud scream in the distance. Mammon! He must have been found.

"Levi, can I hide with you here? He's going to find me if I don't hide soon!" The demon lord begged, but Levi shook his head vigorously.

"Of course not! This is my spot! Go look in the common room" With that, Levi tugged the tablecloth from Diavolo's hand and pulled it back down. Heeding Levi's advice, Diavolo rushed to the common room.

That was likely a bad decision considering the entire room was filled with few things other than couches and chairs. Ah! Behind the couch! That has to be the perfec- Oh damn it!

Satan looked up at Diavolo in slight shock, not expecting to have him nearly slide into the rather small space.

"Lord Diavolo… Shouldn't you be hiding?" Satan asked with wide, confused eyes.

"Satan! Let me hide with you please! All the spots I've tried so far have been taken!" He whined childishly. Satan frowned deeply, offering an apologetic look.

"I would absolutely let you hide with me, but look-" he gestured to the space around him, or lack thereof. "I alone barely fit in here."

Diavolo sighed with a disappointed look.

"You're right. I understand. Thank you anyways." Turning so that Satan didn't see the increased worry in his face, Diavolo set off toward the basement to see if he had any luck there, attempting to ignore the shriek piercing the air that could belong only to Asmodeus.

Descending the creaky stairs, whispering could be heard. This had to be Beel and Belphie.

"I'm not Lucifer." Dia reassured in a hushed voice to try and locate the twins. Beel's head could be seen peeking out from underneath the stairs.

"Ah… Diavolo." Beel half greeted half informed Belphie. Said demon followed Beel's lead and looked out from behind the stairs.

"In case you were going to ask, you can't hide here. We got here first." Belphegor stated flatly, retreating back into the darkness underneath the stairs. Diavolo looked to Beelzebub who was focused on consuming an entire box of reaperfruit and yogurt protein bars he had found in the pantry. Sensing he would get nowhere, Diavolo quietly retreated back up the stairs. As expected, Levi's voice was the next to be heard. How unsettling...

There was only one more place he could think of that would be a decent hiding spot. It was an intimidating one however. It was like walking straight into the den of a hungry lion, but at this point it was his only choice. Lucifer's office.

Opening the door very slowly, Diavolo looked through the crack between the door and the wall. Empty, it seemed. With a relieved sigh, he walked in, only to flinch at the sound of Satan not too far away. Quickly he shut the door behind him.

Now where is a suitable place? Ah! The desk! He thought as he rushed under the rather large desk. Perfect size for him really. Best of all, that hiding place was all his.

A few minutes passed and there was still no sign of Lucifer. Fantastic! At this rate he was totally going to win!

At least that was what he thought before the sound of footsteps slowly making their way down the hardwood hallways could be heard. Diavolo's heart jumped into his throat as he tried his best to be as quiet as humanly possible.

The footsteps stopped just outside the door and all the air left Diavolo's body when he heard the door slooooooowly creak open. An entertained chuckle passed Lucifer's lips as he entered.

"Oh my… It seems my dear heart is hidden away from me." He began walking again, pacing agonizingly slowly.

"You keep hiding dear one, and hope I don't find you." The footsteps stopped again and were replaced with the sound of Lucifer's hand meeting the desk. Leisurely, he drummed his fingers against the top of the desk. The demon lord squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation.

"Because when I do…" Diavolo opened one eye and was startled by the sight of Lucifer's smirking face before him.

"L-Lucifer! Luci! Wait, it's not fair! I command you to- aAAAAGH!" Diavolo's words were cut off by an undignified noise when Lucifer reached under the desk and squeezed Diavolo's side.

"I found you." Lucifer said simply, voice simply dripping with smug satisfaction. He had bested the demon lord.

Diavolo had no clue what to do. Should he try to fight Lucifer off? No, no that makes no sense. He did agree to be a part of this game after all. Practically begged. Sure, he didn't know there would be a penalty, but fair is fair right?

He was brought back to reality by the near-maddening sensation of slim fingers on his ribs. Okay, maybe he did have to try to get away.

"Oh? Trying to get away?" Lucifer raised a brow with a growing smirk as the demon lord pathetically pushed at Lucifer's chest, strength drained by Lucifer's touch. Through giggles, Diavolo stared up at Lucifer with pleading puppy eyes.

"Luhuhucifer! Pleahehease!" Diavolo pleaded through a sea of giggles and a sweet smile. Every time Lucifer moved his hands, Diavolo tried to grab them, failing each time due to Lucifer's swift and agile movements.

When Lucifer's fingers reached Diavolo's knees, he instinctively tried to kick at Lucifer, gaining a surprised reaction from Lucifer.

"My, my! Resorting to violence, are we..?" Lucifer leaned in towards Dia's ear before continuing. "Shall I make it more difficult for you?"

Diavolo's eyes widened as Lucifer reached his ribs, and Diavolo's bubbly giggles became louder and filled with the occasional shriek. Not knowing what else to do, he curled into a ball to protect himself from Lucifer's playful wrath.

"Had enough?" Lucifer asked in a teasing voice, though it was clear the question was genuine. Diavolo nodded vigorously, considering that every time he tried to speak, laughter flooded out instead.

Taking notice of his response, Lucifer eased up and stopped the attack, glancing fondly down at Dia. There he was on the floor still letting little giggles escape his lips, a huge smile plastered onto his face. Oh my… Lucifer thought, feeling as if a heart shaped arrow had been shot through his chest over and over. How adorable…

Leaning down in front of him, Lucifer placed a gentle kiss on Diavolo's forehead, shaking his head softly with a content smile. Who knew a demon lord could be so… cute?

A Recipe for Punishment (sfw)

Hello hello! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays @tickleraptorss​ I’m your squealing santa and hope you enjoy the fic I made for you with our favorite chocoboys! Its funny I love the game and reading the content for these guys but this would be my first time actually writing for them! So I hope you enjoy and are pleased. I’m just gonna ignore the ending in FF15, and ignore there is a war and that they are in peaceful times as wonderful boyfriends! So very happy I got to participate in this years squealing Santa! I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and cheering on that we all have a wonderful new year! And thank you again @ticklygiggles​ for being fantastic as always and hosting this fun event! Summary: Ignis is preparing some new recipe samples, and everything would be perfect if it weren’t for his lovers sneaking in and eating them! Having had enough he decides to teach them a lesson one by one. Pairing: Gladio x Ignis x Noctis x Prompto Words:4069

The weather outside was cold, windy, and full of snow, as a light snowstorm was beginning to descend on the city of Insomnia. This of course was a welcomed gift, as this meant meetings that were to be held in the citadel were cancelled. Which allowed a certain advisor to indulge in his hobby and spend the day with his lovers. Ignis was happy to have this day off as it was a holiday, and he was more than satisfied that he didn’t need to work. So here he was de-stressing by trying a few new recipes. The ones he completed on the other counter. Scribbling things down in his notepad, unknown to him a certain trio was coming into the kitchen taking samples. Ignis didn’t know at first until he caught Gladio and chased him from the kitchen believing his food would be safe. So far everything was at peace, or it was until he caught Noctis and Prompto red handed but bolting from the kitchen as soon as they made eye contact.

“If one more of you enters my kitchen again the Six will not be able to spare you from my wrath.” He called after them. “We love you Iggy!” was the response filled with laughter. Ignis didn’t dare go after them lest he leave the food unprotected, instead he gave a suspicious glare at the entryway and then went back to cooking. He had an ear out for sneaking steps and when he heard none he went back to cooking in peace once again. He kept chancing glances and saw the amount of food was still the same, taking that as a good sign to continue.

Or would have if it weren’t for the strong arms wrapping around him. “Gladiolus…” he stopped what he was doing turning in his arms, to receive a kiss to his forehead. “Is there something you need?” he raised a brow. “Or up to tricks,” he moved looking around his shoulder at the partners in crime. “With your accomplices scurrying about.”

“Ahh Iggy don’t be mad at us…how can we resist when everything smells so good.” He squeezed him, grinning as Ignis gasped hands shooting to push at him.

“G-Gluttons the lot of you.” He huffed with a roll of his eyes. “And- Noct and Prompto!” He called to them in warning. “You all will spoil your dinneERR! AH G-GLADIOLUS!” he blushed as he was lifted and sat on the counter top. “This doesn’t get you off the hook.” He glared down at him unyielding. “The same goes for you two as well.” The two paused in scarfing down food and approached the trapped cook both taking his hand and placing sweet kisses to his hand and wrist smiling sweetly at him.

“Plan B Gladio,” Prompto said poking the advisor in the side. “Since we’re in trouble anyway.” Noctis nodded smile turning mischievous as he gave a quick pinch to the advisor’s hip.

“HA!” Ignis covered his mouth flinching as he tried to save face by stopping chuckles that wanted to escape. “Mfmfmf…Y-You pft!” He jerked in the brunette’s hold when his sides were squeezed. “You-You ahaha-all are skating ohohohon thin ice!” he gritted out only to bark out soft laughter as the hands on him got more active. “Stahahahap!” he pushed and wiggled trying to escape, a lost cause. “Y-You’ll HAhahahahaha pahahahahay when Ihehehehe gehehet my hands on you!” he threatened as he was lost in laughter.

“Of course you will.” Gladio mocked leaning in giving nibbling kisses to Ignis neck. “Just let us enjoy the main course here.”

Ignis laughter changed to snickers as his neck was the worst spot for him. It didn’t help that those pokes and pinches were being delivered to his side and hip. The torture continued until he was left disheveled and breathless. Noctis and Prompto kissed his cheeks running out cackling while Gladio stayed behind fixing his clothes and claiming those lips and strutting out in victory snatching another sample.

Panting, that was the last straw, if they wanted to play dirty, he would do the same! To step things up, he moved the samples he prepared next to him and prepared a quicky batch that he spliced. He’d teach his lovers a lesson his own way after they disturbed his peace.

As predicted, not even after the batch was out the oven they waltz back in munching on the spliced samples before running out. Smirking in victory the first step was done. The little spice he added would simply knock them out and that would give him more than enough time to prep for his revenge.

Ignis put away his samples that he kept safe and cleaned up. It was quiet which meant it was safe to begin. Leaving the kitchen, he went to the living room to find the three men passed out. Chuckling, he grabbed up their phones shutting them off, and placing the items away. Then went to the closet grabbing the spare flashlight that was half dead and set it on the table. Next, he got a pen and paper and elegantly scribbled a note for his loves to find. For the final touch, he went to the fuse box shutting off the power and taking the key and locking the box pocketing the key. He then found a spot to watch the show and wait to strike taking out his phone as the weather outside grew worse.

When night came the three men began stirring, Ignis who was on his phone shut it off and sat in the corner quietly.

“Ughnn…” Gladio groaned sitting up, Prompto sliding off of him onto Noctis. “Whe-haaaa!” he let out a loud yawn. “When did we fall asleep?” he knew they couldn’t be that tired.

“Dunno…” Noct grumbled rubbing at his eyes. “What time is it?” He blinked sleepily as he rested his head on the arm of the couch. Prompto snuggled into the raven. “Iggy what time is it?” He asked only to receive silence as an answer. “Iggy?”

“Maybe he’s in the other room.” The raven said, though his internal clock wasn’t great he felt this was too early for ignis to call it a night. And he had this weird feeling of foreboding. He heard the wind howling outside and the storm in full swing. “Maybe the power went out because of the storm?” Ignis sat in place in amusement, he wanted to pick them off one by one but who would be the unlucky one. He perked up as Gladio said he’d check the fuse box, about to follow he stopped as he saw the silhouettes of Noctis and Prompto follow. ‘Hmm that is a problem…’ he thought then as they went down the hall he moved to the flash light turning it on and moving to a dark corner. ‘It wont last that long anyway..’ He thought as he watched the flashlight fizzle in and out. Now he played the waiting game.

Gladiolus took the lead maneuvering in the dark while Noctis and Prompto followed close. When they went to the fuse box first thing Gladio did was trying to open it but realized it was locked and the key was missing. “What?....” “What’s wrong?” Prompto asked clinging to Noctis.

“The fuse box is locked.” Gladio answered.

“What do you mean locked? Stop messing around and turn it on already.” Noctis said with some impatience.

“Check for yourself then princess.” He moved to the side and heard the grumbling prince move to his place. When he heard Noct release a sound of disbelief he scoffed crossing his arms. “Told ya.” He moved in front of the trio going back to the living room only to blink as there was a dimly lit flashlight that sat on the table with a note.

Thinking the advisor stepped out he ran over picking up the note. “Oh maybe its from Iggy!” Prompto said in giddness shining the light on the note reading it until his face paled. “Oh shit…”

“What’s it say Prompto?” the bigger of the three asked.

“He warned us…” he said.

“About what?”

“No guys… that is what the note says: I warned you.” And as those words finally set in the flashlight flickered briefly before it went out with a soft click.

“Damn…we are screwed.” Noctis sat down on the couch. “Would if we just wait it out and beg or something.” Even he knew his advisor was vicious and he always kept his word for everything.

“Pft..this is ridiculous! Iggy come out!” Gladio went to the hallway, and Prompto gaped as he patted for Noctis until he found him.

“Dude what are you doing?! You don’t leave the group, safety in numbers!” he told the shield.

Gladio rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Oh please, this is Iggy we’re talking about, what can he do?” He turned. “You guys are more than welcome to sit here and do whatever…Iggy!” he called going down the hall, leaving a nervous blond and raven.

“It was nice knowing you Gladio!” Noctis called after him and turned to Prompto.  ”Wanna hide in the bedroom or wait here for our deaths?” he asked letting the blond snuggle up next to him.

“Wouldn’t that make things worse?” the blond added. “Let’s think of an apology!”

Ignis was in the room and heard everything that was spoken. Deciding to target their biggest lover as he followed behind silently as he listened to the brunette’s taunts and grumbles as he bumped into things. Ignis thought about targeting Noctis and Prompto first yet decided to save them for last. As he followed the big lummox to one of the spare rooms entering and closing the door silently locking it.

“Iggy come on! You still aren’t upset about earlier, right?” He moved around patting the bed, growling as he found this situation to be ridiculous, only Ignis could take things to a whole new level when crossed. “This is silly Iggy!” he could tough this out and wait until morning then he’d look for the advisor properly. “Fine, I’ll see ya in the morning!” He called sitting on the side of the bed then flopped on oh his back.

And it was time to make his move, approaching the other side of the bed without so much of word or rustling of the sheets. Leaning over him with a smirk as he brought his hands up to cup his face, withholding a chuckle as the brunette jumped with gasp. “How about seeing me now love?” He said so smoothly as his fingers rubbed his cheeks. “I’m curious though?” He began letting his fingers lightly trace patterns from his cheeks to under his chin making the shield squirm slightly and clear his throat a few times. “Whahaha-ahem w-what?” he asked eyes closed as he tried to keep his composure as his lips twitched.

Pausing his fingers, he hummed tilting his head as he moved closer. “What exactly did you find to be silly?”

Gladio gulped as that tone meant business and that he was still in trouble. “N-Now Iggy-gehehe!” His shoulders scrunched up as his fingers moved slowly in a circle under his chin inching to his neck. “Iggy hehehe c-come on! I-I can’t answer with you doing thahahat!” he chuckled out, even a snort escaped.

“Ohh you can’t…” He said as if concerned. “If I recall... You were boasting quite loudly when you and your greedy abettors decided to be thieves in my kitchen.” He glided his fingers back and forth. “So go ahead and answer my question Gladiolus… It should be easy for you.” And then he went for his ears making the man laugh out loud and move to intercept his hands.

Which is exactly what Ignis wanted and Gladio realizing his mistake too late.

Ignis being quick went for the pits, another one of Gladio’s weak spots as his fingers scribbled and dug in the deep groves. “I’m still waiting for an answer Gladiolus…” he said avoiding the other’s hands. If there was one thing he loved in over powering his behemoth of a lover was using his own tactics against him. Gladio could be quite the tickle monster, catching himself and the others off guard, or when he was bored and wanting to be mischievous. Ignis was happy to know he wasn’t invincible to tickling, knowing the best spots to make the shield crack and weak. “GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA I-IGGYHEHEHEHEHE NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Gladio chortled out his laughter booming as he struggled to wiggle away from the other while keeping his arms down which only made things worse as he trapped the advisor’s hands there. “I-HAHAHAHAHA-I’M SORREHEHEHEHEHE!” “I doubt that claim very much.” Oh Ignis wasn’t that kind, he heard many such admissions from him and the man never learned his lesson. Heck, he knew even after today he’d still do it again. “In this moment I’m sure you are.” He reached around with his left hand tickling his back on the shoulder blade, an odd spot but effective. “Don’t worry you won’t be the only one receiving punishment. I still have our little darlings to chat with.” He whispered into his ear blowing on it, chuckling as Gladio snorted again. “Now please accept the consequences for your actions.”

The other could do nothing but roar in laughter as Ignis took his time in wrecking him and taunting him so politely all the while. A feat only the advisor could pull off so well while going for another death spot, his hip making him yelp and try to curl up. “ME-MEHEHEHEHERCY!” He pleaded over and over only to receive some elegant remark from his spectral eyed lover.

“There I think that’s enough… I still have two other’s I need to get to.” He leaned down kissing panting lips with a soft laugh. “Let this be a lesson for you darling.” He pinched at his hip and the man groaning with laughter as he laid there recovering.

“Ohoho oh man, y-yehehes dear.” Gladio responded with a tired wave of his hand.

Ignis then made his way back to the living room, he wouldn’t be surprised if Noctis and Prompto were in the same place. Yet, if they heard what was going on, most likely they changed locations.

“Did you find the phones?”

‘Or not.’ He thought with a small chuckle shaking his head, of course getting their phones back to see would be top priority. He heard them rummaging in the kitchen and gave them points for thinking he’d place them there. Yet, he simply put them in the ottoman in the living room, the most obvious place he knew they wouldn’t check.

“I checked in the pots and pans and found zip! What about you Noct?”

“Nothing in the cabinets either, next time we bring an extra flashlight and spare phone to call ours.” He said Prompto agreeing.

‘Ah, a grand idea though useless if the phones are off.’ He made a mental note, to check Noct’s bag and be sure to take his extra flashlight or at least the battery when they have another getaway. Smiling he simply leaned against the doorway while they searched.

“Gyah! We’ll never find them at this rate- wait… listen… I don’t hear Gladio anymore…” was the unnerving statement that came from the prince. If the lights were on Ignis was sure their counterpart’s expression was morphed into adorable mortification on that freckled face.

“Dude we need to hide! Or-Or-Or really be pathetic and beg for forgiveness!”

“I don’t think begging is going to work… so hide?”

“Hide!” The photographer agreed, out of the four of them he and Noctis were the most ticklish, not that he mind but he knew in this state ignis was unforgiving. “Hold my hand!” who knew when Ignis would pop up and get them. The feeling was nerve wracking and fun in its own way.

Ignis moved silently able to make out their silhouettes in the darkness, and smoothly he took the photographer’s hand and prince’s, standing between them and they didn’t even know it. He was happy it was pitch black and he could rely on his senses to navigate as they moved out the kitchen.

“We should hide in the closet in the bedroom or under the bed.” Whispered a worried blonde. “If he finds us we need to be ready for him.” He squeezed the prince’s hand, Ignis squeezing back.

It was so hard to keep his laughter in check, it may be a bit mean on his part. Still, he’d be sure to drill the lesson into these guys one way or another. This way they know not to trespass in his kitchen again. As they maneuvered in the dark to their shared bedroom, Ignis listened silently as they rambled on quietly. They entered the room Noctis closing the door locking it before flopping on the bed. The brunette and blond joining him, ignis in the middle. “Don’t think we need to worry about Ignis anytime soon.” Noctis said.

Prompto sighed in relief. “Maybe he’ll just torture Gladio for the rest of the night.” “Mhmm, once he realizes he can’t get in. Hope Gladio is up for round two because we got the best spot. Safe and sound.” He said in content closing his eyes.

“Oh yes quite the perfect place to hide away.” Was the response, the blond and raven ceasing all conversation as they tensed up. Laughing softly, though to others it sounded sinister. Ignis gave a squeeze to their hands before letting go. “Thank you for bringing me along gentlemen.”

Both realized with dread what they’ve done.  “You both seemed more remorseful than Gladio, so I’ll allow you the opportunity to plead your case.” He added. “Or one of you can volunteer.”

“It was Gladio’s idea!” they both cried out moving away from the advisor scurrying to opposite ends of the room.

“Ah yes, he was the ringleader… nonetheless you both decided to follow along.” He pointed out moving silently to block the door. “Anything you would like to add?”

“W-We…um we’re really sorry.” Prompto squeaked out feeling along the wall until he was huddled in the corner. Noctis shimmed his way unknowingly toward ignis trying to make an escape.

“Hmm Gladio said the same thing… and I’m sure this won’t be the last offense.” He felt Noctis bump into him and he smirked. “Thanks for volunteering to go first your highness.”

“N-No W-ait Wait Ignihihihihis!”

Ignis went went right for the gold, attacking the prince’s sides, receiving those pitchy little giggles. “Why should I wait my little prince?” He used a nickname that made the raven more sensitive and to drive him mad. He held Noctis in place as he slowly maneuvered the laughing prince to the floor. “Ohh trying to get away love, I don’t think so,” then he clawed his way to his ribs, adding more pressure as he vibrated his fingers. “Isn’t this what you did to me in the kitchen?”

“Ahahaha Nohohoho! H-HEHEHEHHEHELP! Prohohohohompto!” he shrieked out only to fall into a laughing fit once more gripping weakly at Ignis’s hands. Noctis wasn’t much when fighting back, especially when being caught off guard.

“Why should Prompto help you? When you were going to leave him to suffer my wrath.” He stated over his loud laughter switching between scribbling and digging tickles. “Besides, I was rudely gained up on, to which you all can properly receive this gift.”

“Nahahahahaha!” Noctis shook his head back and forth as he felt his hands move past his hips to squeeze at his thighs making him jump and flop around. “NAahahahaha therhehehehehehe I-Igghehehehhehey!” He chortled weakly kicking his legs.

“I’ve yet to receive an apology from you my bratty prince.” He told him as his fingers spider danced to his back right at the middle feeling his spine. “You knew the consequences…” he stated in a matter-of-fact tone. “So please accept your due punishment.”

Noctis could barely form a sentence and all he could do was laugh and shriek. The advisor got most of his spots all the while speaking so politely with the elegance that was Ignis. The eloquent taunts and nicknames making blush and feel even more silly.  “M-Mahahaha-ercy! I-I apolhohohogizehehe!” before he was laying there in a giggling heap. Receive a kiss to his lips and brow as he gave another weak apology.

“And there stood one…” Standing and clapping his hands together Ignis looked in the blond’s direction. “Promptooo~” he sang walking toward him.

“I-Ignis p-please can I g-gehehet a pass?” He asked already giggling, and he wasn’t even near him yet.

Chuckling he shook his head. “Oh no precious,” he said smoothly trapping him between himself and the wall. “Everyone gets a turn…Though I’ll be nice, since you seem to be the most remorseful.” He whispered in his ear purposely making the photographer giggle. Pressing closer he used one hand to softly tickle his stomach then slipping under his shirt, teasing his navel by swirling his fingers around the area. “Prompto I’m barely touching you.” The best way he learned to drive the blonde crazy, were the soft and slow tickles. “Mnn…” he started giving butterfly kisses to his faces and moving to his neck, the action making the other hiccup with laughter.

“Pfthehehehe!” was his answer. “I-Ignis d-d-dohohohon’t do thahahaHAt!” He tried to hide his face by pressing into ignis chest as he shook.

Ignis could appreciate that Prompto wasn’t much of a fighter when it came to these types of situations. “If I recall sweet Prompto…you like when I do this.” He announced inserting his finger into his navel and vibrating it.

He groaned as he snickered as his heated ears were teased. “Pftnonohoho don’t say that out lohohohhohud!” Yet he was unprepared for the new assault. “NAAHAAHAHA!” He shrieked jumping and pushing at the man to escape. “HAHAHAHAHAHA P-PLEHAHAHAHAHa!” he cackled babbling noncoherent apologizes and pleas.

“Come now, I have to be a little callous, or else Gladio and Noct will feel I showed favoritism.” He purred into his ear kissing his neck.

If the photographer could describe the feeling of bursting from these affections it was lost, he knew he was redder than a tomato, heart pounding as he was practically melting from the attention. He didn’t dislike the tickling, enjoying the physical attentiveness he received, not only from the advisor but from his two other lovers as well.

“PFFT HAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA N0NOHOHOHO BIHIHIHIHITING!” He chortled out, his laughter switching from bubbly to squeaking shimming from left to right only to jump into his arms as he squeezed his butt. “EYEHEHEHEHEK!” Another spot that he tried to keep covered, hence the reason he pressed himself against the wall.

Smirking he focused on pinching his small baby fat while his other hand adding more tickling squeezes to his rear end.

The advisor continued to extract his revenge until he was satisfied with a red faced and panting Prompto. He picked him up moving him to the bed and nuzzling his face getting a tired giggle. Nodding he sat on the bed. “I hope you all learned a valuable lesson from this.” He stated and the lights turned back on with a soft flicker. “Seems Gladio found the spare keys.” Now able to see his work properly of wrecking the two. “Now then I’ll prepare a nice dinner for us then we can sit by the fire.” He stood walking over Noct opening the door to a disheveled shield. “You’re just in time, I was ready to get dinner ready.”

“Lets wait a bit for dinner…” Gladio blocked his way looking at the other two. “What do you guys think about that?” Prompto and Noctis eyes lit up at those words. Energy back as if they weren’t just wrecked.

“Lets just skip dinner and get right to dessert.” Noctis said moving to hug Ignis from behind.

“Yep, iggy always did make the best main course!” Prompto chimed.

Ignis looked back and forth between them all and could only chuckle. “Oh my dear hearts, it seems none of you learned your lesson.” He told them receiving beaming grins in response.

The wintry night was filled with laughter as the group had their fun and free for all. The night ending with being wrapped up in each other’s warm embrace as the howling storm outside made them feel ever warmer.

How to Make the Most of a Rainy Day(SFW)

A/N: Ding Dongggg! I finally finished my gift for squealing santa! Here is my gift for @xsezzie! So sorry you are just getting your gift love, but I hope you like it and enjoy, and I hit all the points on the list for you! Also speaking and claiming you have a wonderful New Year hun! This was so much fun and my first time writing for Honkai Star Rail and my most fav characters! Thank you so much at @squealing-santa Hypah for hosting the event this year and being gosh darn amazing!!!

Prompt for Honkai Star Rail: Rainy day in bed cuddles. One in the mood for tickles and trying to get them from the other. 

Pairing: Jing YuanxDan Heng

Synopsis: On a stormy day Jing Yuan is living up to his moniker Dozing General a bit too much. Dan Heng feels he should challenge that title and make the most of this quiet moment indoors.

Quiet.

With the sound of rain and thunder pounding outside, it was the worst weather to be out in if you were trying to run errands and complete tasks and objectives. Yet, it was the best type of weather if you were indoors, in a dark cool bedroom wrapped in the embrace of your lover sleeping so soundly.

A wonderful way to enjoy a lazy and relaxing day in bed after a long mission.

Dan Heng was starting to stir, yet refused to get up from his current position. He laid curled against Jing Yuan, the general having his arms wrapped around his waist, providing an ample amount of warmth that made him snuggle more into his embrace, sighing contently. Though as he laid there he felt himself begin to wake up more.

“Mmn..” Jing Yuan barely stirred and only pulled Dan Heng closer, his sigh tickling Dan Heng’s ear as the air whistled past.

The raven released a quiet chuckle as he gazed at the general in fondness and amusement. “You’re really living up to the moniker of Dozing General…” he reached up and brushed bangs from his brow. “Jing…” The other still did not stir leaving Dan Heng to quietly stare at the other. Making a note of certain things as he continued gentle caresses across his face. He smiled when the other’s brow twitched at his touch. He trailed his finger light to the bridge of Jing Yuan nose and the man groaned lightly. “Jing Yuan…how long do you plan to sleep?” He asked softly sitting up.

“Mnn…” Jing Yuan opened one eye, still full of sleep, as he gazed at the raven with all the warmth. “Are we due to be anywhere any time soon?” He asked his voice groggy and low, tinted with teasing.

Dang Heng raised a brow at his question. “Uh…No.” As soon as he answered he gasped as he was pulled back down into the covers. “Jing Yaun do you really plan to sleep all day?” He asked, only to blush as his forehead was kissed.

Grinning, he moved close and whispered in his ear. “No, I plan to spend all day with you…Right here… In this room.” He nipped at his ear, chuckling when the raven flinched. “And maybe fall asleep again.” He nuzzled his face in the crook of his neck.

A puff soft laughter left him as his neck was nuzzled. “We can’t stay in bed all day…”Dang Heng rolled his eyes yet his stare softened as he ran fingers through his long white hair. It was moments like these that he enjoyed, content he was the only one privy to them. He blinked and began to squirm when he felt little kisses and nibbles to his neck making him release small puffs of chuckles. “Pft…haha J-Jing!”

“Mnn…Can’t we…” He mumbled against his neck as he continued his actions.

The raven didn’t mind the actions, in fact he very much enjoyed the cuddling and tickles he received. The playful touch wasn’t requested by word of mouth but more with action. Sometimes Jing Yuan had this knack to be too perceptive in picking up his unspoken requests. 

So, if they were going to spend the day like this together in each other's arms whispering some words here and there, with some teasing added. 

He wasn’t against being in bed all day.

“Zzz…”

“Ah Jing? Jing Yuan? Are you sleeping?” A light snore and mumble was his answer. “You started and didn't even continue…” He mumbled flicking the charioteer on the nose, watching as he scrunched up his face, but did not wake up. 

‘That won’t do.’ Dang Heng thought with a small sigh. He really wanted for things to continue. He could go read, or go to the training hall, or-.

No.

He didn’t feel like training or reading. Smiling with a bit of coyness, Dan Heng had something much better in mind.

Teasing his lover awake.

Dan Heng adjusted in his lover’s grasp, from the position they were in, it would be easy to carry out what he wanted. To begin, he let a finger trace a feathery path from his cheek to his brow.

“Mnn…” Jing Yuan mumbled hiding his face in Dang Heng’s neck. “Dan-Dan…quit…” was the tired response before the general was snoring again.

Perking up only to deflate, Dan Heng thought of what to do next. “Hmm…?” Ah, his ear was peekng out from white tresses. Eyes sparkling he let his finger scratch under the ear lobe before dragging along the shell he was pleased when Jing Yuan flinched.

“Erm…” Jing Yuan released a breathy laugh yet did not stir further, only rubbing his ear.

Dan Heng let his other hand trail to his side clawing lightly and dragging his nails down his back, he could feel the white haired man flinch with each light tickle he gave. Usually he was the one on the receiving end, so to find out that his dear dozing general was ticklish too. Heh, this was better than any training or book. “Hmm...won’t you wake up?” He asked softly blowing on a pale ear, and his fingers lightly dancing down to his lower back.

“Pft..hrmf…” A grumbled chuckle left past his lips. As Jing Yuan wiggled his body to get away from his touch, Dan Heng hands followed. Alternating between soft and hard tickles, his hands moving fast one moment then slowly.

“Hahaha…” The deep and velvety laughter that he loved came forth. “D-Dahaha-stop thahahat…” His body shook adding to Dan Heng mirth.

“Mnn stop what?” He asked softly, whispering in his ear and nipping his ear lobe. Suddenly his hands were seized and pinned and he was staring up into gilded gold.”Ah…oh… you woke back up.”

“You mean you woke me up,” Jing Yuan responded, laughter still present in his voice. “It seems I need to entertain you…throughly.” He emphasized his soothing voice masking his mischief.

“You don’t have to,” Dan Heng said though his words were the opposite of what he wanted.

Jing Yuan shook his head.“Oh no no dearest,” His voice still held sleep but all the promise to return what was given. “Who am I to deny my lover attention that he obviously craves.” He leaned in close releasing Dan Heng’s hands. “I’m quite surprised by such pluck, but I’ll happily give you what you want.” He purred in Dan Heng’s ear, his hand slowly clawing his side traveling to his back.

Dan Heng was so caught up in his voice, he had no time to react. “Hgn pft-W-Wait…pft!” He bit on his lip to stop the laughter that wanted to spill out, his shoulders shaking as he squirmed to get out of the general’s hold.

“Oh? Are you trying not to laugh?” He moved his hands to his ribs. “That won’t do!” His soft smile remained as his hands dug into his sides and stomach.

“Haha! Mmnf haha!” breathy and smooth laughter left him in spurts as he twisted in the general’s hold, yet he never tried to push him away or stopping his actions. “Nhahahaha!”

“Oh it seems you like when I do this.” Jing Yuan vibrated his fingers in divuts of his hips, smiling at the way the raven’s face was flushed with tint of red. Also his laughter wasn’t boisterous or overly loud, but quiet, airy, and not too deep. There was also a hiccup in his laugh each time he pinched his hips. Chuckling as Dan Heng turned on his stomach, Jing Yuan couldn’t help, but curl his fingers against the Vidyadhara’s torso keeping up his tickling. At the same time, he kissed the back of his neck and tangling their legs together.

“Ahahaha ahh mnn J-Jing!” He put his face in the pillow to smother his laugh yet the kissing to his neck made him shiver in delight. Jerking slightly on initial contact, his clothes were thin, not providing ample protection as he felt the tickles starting. "A-aahah....ah!" He was instinctively holding it in as much as he could, but knew in no time that this man was skilled with his hands. "Eheheheh ahJihihihc-hic ahah oh ohh my goshhaha!" Giggles broke out soon enough, the raven's legs twisting and his arms finally coming in somewhat as a defense mechanism.

“Yes?” the general drawled out, his own ears heating up a little as he leaned down again, peppering the other man's neck in kisses to his hearts content. "Oooh tickle tickle mmmwah mwah mwah mwah hahaha!" He was delighted to keep this up, hands working to get under the man and tickle at his belly, feeling his shirt riding up and aiming to taste that delicate skin with his fingertips. At the same time his opposing hand shot up into one of Dan Heng's armpits the second he had an opening.

“HYAH!” Shoot up like a stalk a silent yelp left Dan Heng and he squirmed trying to clamp his arm down. “Hahahaha plehehehease!” He bounced. "Nohohohooh!" As he laid there being tortured out of his mind late into the rainy day when both of them should be doing something productive.

Dan Heng felt himself grow warm and giddy at this physical attention he was getting. This is what he what he wanted and desired but he was too stubborn to confess or even demand such a thing. Despite loving the playful action from his lover, too shy to ask for something like this on the regular so he would simply tease or initiate the play. Always loved the reaction from his lover. "Puahaha JinGiGIHIHIHIHI!NOHOHOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAP!" he cackled as his hips and knees were targeted. "It Tihihihickles!" He wiggled and squirmed.

“Hahaha it's supposed to tickle my Dan-Dan.” Jing Yuan laughed softly himself and toned down the tickles to rubbing. His warm gaze settled on the red face of the panting raven beauty before him. “My how the tables have turned heh,” He gave a sweet kiss to panting lips. “I’ll give you a break for now, yet later I’m going to explore more of those tickle spots on you.”

Dan Heng gave a small grin as he released snickered at the idea. “Mnn, haah that’s fine,” he reached up caressing his cheek. “At least, I know how to keep you awake.” He said with some coyness making the general chuckle before they were wrapped up in each other’s arms again.

The storm outside continued to rage, yet the sound of quiet whispers of words and the occasional laughter filled the room adding to the atmosphere.

Simon Says…(Yuri x Minami (platonic)) Squealing Santa for @apeculiarpengiun / SFW

A/N: Chu~! *shyly waves* Hello all! So I am a very much new to tumblr, the tickling community and first-time doing squealing santa! Surprise! @apeculiarpenguin​! I am your squealing santa! I hope that you like it! It was so hard to write this without breaking into multiple chapters or blabbing on but I had a fun time! Plus these boys are too freaking precious! Cussing treasures they are! Lol but um I hope you like it! *blushes and goes to hide in a corner* chu~

Also, a big humongous Thank you @ticklygiggles​​ for allowing me to join and putting up with my dorky self when I had questions and concerns! And giving good wisdoms! Lol!

Summary/Prompt: Minami just doesn’t want to leave Yuri's side during a competition weekend, so to possibly wear him out, he proposes Minami have some laughs with him. Of course, he's willing to do anything for his idol in skating.

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He didn’t know how.

He did not know why.

But here he was.

“Yuri don’t fall asleep!”

Yuri groaned rubbing at his eyes. “How do you still have energy Minami?” he sat up looking at him. They were currently in his hotel room. Boards games, snacks, and dvd’s laid about. To calm their nerves before the big competition coming up in a few days. Since they had the break Minami refused to leave Yuri’s side, going with him to practice, and doing his daily exercises, and hanging out. It was pleasant spending time with the junior despite not being a team, he did not mind his presence. Though Yuri had no clue how much a ball of energy Minami was. It was already late, and he ran out of ideas.

He flopped onto his bed on his stomach, maybe if he just closes his eyes for a few seconds.

“Yuri!” he felt a weight on his back. “It’s not that late!”

Nope. No seconds for him.

“We have to play another game!” he bounced on him.

“But we played all the games that we have.” He weakly reached back and swiped at Minami’s knee; he heard the boy squeak. Ears perking at the sound he did it again, but just a poke, and he received the same reaction. That caught his interest immediately and an idea popped into his head for the game. A game huh? If that is what he wants.

“Ok.” Yuri sat up Minami tumbling off him to the side with a cheer.

Minimai sat with his knees to his chest staring wide eyed. “So what are we going to play?”

“Hmm…how about Simon says?”

“Okay!” was the excited reply.

Yuri smiled, that did not take much convincing. The perks of being an idol. Sitting crossed leg Yuri asked if Minami wanted to go first, only for the other to franticly deny the chance giving it to the senior. With a smile Yuri started, putting a fist to his chin in thought.

“Simon says…not to laugh for 30 seconds.”

Minami nodded before what the other said clicked. “Wait. Not to laugh-AHaha-Nonono Yurieehehehe!” he was unprepared when Yuri reached across snatching his ankle and dragging his nails down on the bottom of his foot. Manimi fell back onto the bed in hysterics his boyish laughter ringing out in the room. He squirmed and used his free foot to kick at Yuri only for it to be caught and put under the same torture. It did not help that he was ridiculously ticklish. Flopping and twisting on the bed like a fish out of water.

Yuri’s smile never left, and it was hard to withhold his own laughter as he listened to Minami sputter out nonsense and what he assumed were pleas. When he moved his fingers in between his toes he was unprepared.

“HEEKIIYAAHHAAAAAAH!”

Yuri stopped looking at Minami in surprise. “Minami?” That sound, he could not describe but that was the cutest and most adorable sound he’s ever heard in his life.

Minami stared back at him wide eyed and breathing hard, his blush growing from his cheeks to his entire face. He squeaked covering his face, how could he make such an embarrassing sound?! And in front of Yuri, his idol! ‘Not lucky, not lucky at all!’ he thought whining into his hands.

“Minami? Are you okay? I’ll stop and-“

“No!” Came the mumbled reply. “I mean! I don’t mind…If you want to s-stop o-or not!” He peeked a shy eye between his fingers. “I’m sorry!” he closed his fingers. He blew it, why would he say something like that! Here he was finally able to hang out with his idol and have fun! Then he had to go and make a fool of himself and… Ughhh! He wanted the bed to swallow him up!

“Pfft silly.” He heard Yuri say, peeking between his fingers at the senior, seeing only his soft smile.

“Yuri?”

“Aren’t you having fun?” Minami lowered his hands to his mouth nodding; he was having fun. If anything, this was the most fun he had in a long time. And he didn’t feel as nervous for the big competition . “Then there is no need to say sorry or feel embarrassed.” Yuri patted his leg. “Alright?”

Minami gave a shy smile. “Ya.”

“Good!” Yuri chirped. “Oh and Minami it looks like you didn’t last 30seconds.” Minami stared at his idol in question. “So you’ll have to be penalized.” He tilted his head. “So, on a scale of 1 to I’ll die…How ticklish are you?”

Minami was not given the chance to answer as his feet were attacked again leaving him a giggly mess. “Wahahahaha! Wait Yuri! I hahaahahaha! I wasn’t readeehehehe!” He squirmed and squeaked as his toes were pulled back and lightly tickled underneath. “Nohohoho!” he covered his face when a snort left and even Yuri had to let out a small laugh lightly teasing him.

“That was adorable Minami!” he started to move his fingers up from his feet to his knees and almost got a kick to the face. In order to have more leverage Yuri moved on top of the smaller teen and dug his fingers into his ribs. His laughter reaching a higher octave than Yuri thought possible. Yuri switched from light tickles to digging tickles all over his ribs and stomach then he moved up to the pits. Scribbling his finger all over, as Yuri learned, his death spot.

“NAHAHA!” Minami clamped his arms down.

“Minamiiii~” Yuri sang. “Lift your arms.” He stopped moving his fingers.

“Hehehe nohoho!” he shook his head his body shaking. “J-J-Just m-OOVee! Your hands...”

Yuri smirked. “If you say so.” He leaned further down, pressing more of his weight onto the teen.

“Waitwait I didn’t Meehheeheheahahaha!” he tried to correct himself but all he could do was laugh his little head off. If

The blond squirmed and pushed at the other’s hands but all the laughing was taking too much energy and with Yuri straddling him he could not curl up. All he could do was lay there and take it. “Wahahaha! Yu-Yurihehehee.” He giggled uncontrollably. Though he honestly did not mind, he could hear Yuri laughing as well, which was a sign that his senior was enjoying himself too, though Minami felt he could not take any more!

His laughter started to dwindle and before his voice was gone, he called mercy. “G-Giiiivahahahaha! Please!No-HahaMore!!”

“I win?” a laughing nod of agreement. “And you’ll let me sleep?” a squealed-out agreement when he used one hand to pinch a hip. Yuri paused and stared down at him with satisfaction, the blond was completely wrecked, breathing hard, small tears streaming down his face and hair disheveled. Small giggles still leaving him as he laid there trying to get his bearings.

“You still with me?” Yuri moved off him and laid next to him.

“Hehe barely.” He turned his head staring at Yuri with sleepy eyes. The adrenaline finally wearing down leaving behind exhaustion. “That wasn’t much of Simon Says.” He flinched with a giggle when Yuri lightly poked his stomach.

“Not my fault you lost the first round.” He grinned. “Enjoy yourself?”

Minami turned on his side fully facing his senior with a tired yet cut grin. “Yes, we should do it again…” he covered his mouth yawning. “Hey Yuri, can I stay… here for just a little bit. “He felt his eyes dropping.

Yuri withheld a laugh; the boy was practically making himself comfortable. “Sure.” He sat up moving the cover over them both. “Rest up because tomorrow is going to be round 2.”

“M’kay thank you… for hanging out with me.” Moved closer to Yuri snuggling more into the warmth. “Lucky lucky me.” He drifted off.

The raven chuckled patting Minami’s head adoringly despite, being a little firecracker. The junior grows on you with his little quirks and being a bundle of joy. He enjoyed their game and could not wait to find his other spots.

“Anytime Minami.” He turned off the light. “Good night.”

Cold Fingers

Noctis is made of icicles, Prompto is cute and ticklish, and Ignis and Gladio are mean.

a/n: the universe did everything in its power to make sure i would never finish this fic but guess what. i did. ANYWAYS JESUS FUCK i am SO SORRY for taking so long on this @ticklish-v-93​ HERE IS UR SQUEALING SANTA THAT IS 3 MONTHS LATE </3 (nd ty to @ticklygiggles​ for hosting :)) also apologies for this fic kinda being all over the place lMAO

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