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synthleeius ¡ 4 hours
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ummm guys i will write the drabbles tmmr because i really truely cannot be fucked right now 🙏
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synthleeius ¡ 1 day
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drowning and only asks can save me
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synthleeius ¡ 3 days
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striker is the kinda guy that goes “hmm! This spot right here darling? Yeah it’s all mine and there’s nothing you can do about it-“
excuse me while I go squeal into my pillow.
huehueheuevudheue drops this and runs
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synthleeius ¡ 5 days
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.my hand slipped
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synthleeius ¡ 6 days
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headcanon that cyno proudly calls himself the “general maha-juana” whenever he rolls a joint
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synthleeius ¡ 6 days
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Tickle trope that I think that should be mentioned more: Lees who have a stronger accent when being tickled, who will try to form a coherent sentence only to give up and giggle and plea in other language, who start to mix more and more of their words with English the more it tickles and the more they laugh. The delight in their face when the ler say a tease in their native language and keep whispering it to them over and over again, knowing their reaction will be much stronger and that it will get them out of guard everytime. Or even better! Asking the lee to say what are the best teases and t-words in their language and please can you explain it again? I didn't catch it quite right in the first time and then train the pronunciation over and over together until the ler can say it perfectly, ya know?
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synthleeius ¡ 8 days
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aventurine is far from a stranger to risk. he's used to gambling, with fate, karma, and death on the other end of the table. it's second nature to him, his hands always looking to flip a card, roll a die, take a chip. he feels nothing anymore — either he wins or he dies, and he's long decided he's content with either outcome.
this is, by far, the riskiest gamble he's ever made.
sneaking up on someone is easy. his steps are silent, his movements swift. no one ever notices him coming.
sneaking up on veritas ratio is a much, much different story.
and yet here he is, mere feet away, unseen — at least, unacknowledged. he's not used to his heart pumping so fast. it's exhilarating.
he strikes, hands reaching out towards the scholar's torso, fingers curled in preparation, and then —
"gambler."
aventurine chuckles, his wrists now trapped in ratio's tight grip. he had expected something like this to happen, anyway. "yes, doctor?"
"care to explain what you're doing?" ratio doesn't turn around, not even to look at him.
"you're smart, aren't you?" a lazy grin finds its way to aventurine's face. "you don't need me to tell you."
ratio squeezes his wrists tighter, making aventurine wince silently. he's released immediately after, and although his reflexes are sharp, they're certainly not on par with ratio's. the scholar has spun around, his hands now on aventurine's waist, and before aventurine can tease him, he squeezes.
aventurine will deny the squeal that leaves his mouth, his eyes widening as he jolts and stiffens up. "s-stohohop ihit!"
"you started this," ratio says, and if aventurine didn't know any better, he'd say there's a hint of amusement in that tone. "i'm merely finishing it."
aventurine doesn't respond, busy delving into frantic laughter as ratio somehow finds each of his sensitive spots with calculated accuracy. its torturous and awful and so damn ticklish, but he loves the surge of adrenaline that it shoots through his body.
he lost his bet, but truthfully, he doesn't mind.
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synthleeius ¡ 9 days
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wanna write scara being wrecked but i cannot write :(
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synthleeius ¡ 12 days
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something different
warnings - vv brief mention of sex and kinks
“oh fuhuhuck..” blitzø gasps, his breath hitching as shaky giggles began echoing throughout the room. the imp’s arms gripping stolas’ jacket, evidently struggling to keep them around the other’s neck as feathered fingers slowly grazed along his waist.
“say that a little louder, wont you, blitzy?” stolas whispers, his voice sending immediate shivers down blitzø’s spine. blitzø thanks fuck that stolas couldnt see his face, because if he did, he would not be able to live it down.
blitzø doesnt remember the last time he’d been this flustered by stolas, especially from gentle tickling like this. hed become so used to the rough, kinky sex the two engaged in to remember what a gentle hug along with tickles felt like.
in fact when stolas suggested the idea of not having sex for their monthly hookups, blitzø was more than confused
but he wasnt complaining at all.
blitzø let out a surprised squeak upon feeling stolas’ feather light touch drift to his ribs, oh so gently scratching which drove him up a wall with high pitched giggles.
needless to say, blitzø was practically melting in stolas’ touch. the words of affirmation along with tickles was enough to make him putty in the other’s arms, something that did not go unnoticed by stolas.
“i find this rather endearing, having you helplessly giggling into my shoulder like the cute little imp you are~” stolas smirks, giving blitzø’s waist a quick squeeze, eliciting another one of those out of character bouts of squeaks.
stolas chuckles himself at blitzø, resorting to firmly rubbing blitzø’s spots now, making the imp let out a sigh of relief. stolas could feel him sinking comfortably in his feathers, then mumbling something which he was unable to hear coherently.
“what was that?” stolas asks, his smile only softening more when hearing what blitzø managed to say through catching his breath.
“..that was better than sex.”
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synthleeius ¡ 13 days
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shinobu rubs her eyes. she hasn't gotten much sleep lately, constantly fretting over her growing pile of duties. it's worked out in her favour, at least, giving her a couple days off from — face it — babysitting. she just...hopes the gang can go that long without getting into trouble.
she thanks aoi, placing a bag of mora on the counter as she collects the few groceries she's bought. she decides to take a walk through inazuma city; the crowds aren't ideal, but the scenery is nice, and the weather is perfect. it's a good day for a walk, especially since she's already here.
she hears footsteps approaching from behind, though she doesn't turn around to see. based on the sound, it's not anyone from the gang, so she's at least not having to forfeit her break day just yet. instead, they're very quiet, almost stealthy. she pays them no mind until suddenly there are fingers jabbing into both of her bare sides, and she yelps, just barely catching her groceries before they fall to the ground.
behind her, heizou laughs, pulling his hands away as she turns to glare at him. "morning, shinobu!" he sings, already beginning to back away.
"i'm going to kill you," she growls, cheeks pink though luckily hidden by her mask.
"you'll have to catch me first," he taunts, and breaks into a run before she can reply.
she catches up to him in the outskirts of the city, grabbing onto his wrist and pulling him back. he squeaks, clearly not expecting to be caught so soon. "w-wait, shinobu—!" he tries to reason, deteriorating into giggles as she claws at his sides.
"you do this every time," she says, "it's like you want me to tickle you. you can just ask, you know."
"whehere's the fuhuhun in th-thahat?" he asks, voice shaky with laughter, but since he can still talk coherently she clearly isn't doing a good enough job.
despite his hysterics, she doesn't feel the least bit sorry. he likes it, after all.
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synthleeius ¡ 14 days
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I feel like this new genshin update will be intense- super fun! But no one told me
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About him?? Hi???? Hello- so warm-- believe we will see them in Cynos story quest
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synthleeius ¡ 15 days
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i need to stop thinking about ticklish fictional men before i have tickle dreams
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synthleeius ¡ 18 days
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What Does It Take? (To Make A Fennec Laugh.) — Genshin Impact
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Summary: Tighnari is attempting to mix medicine, and Cyno is being distracting with more of his corny jokes. If his “amazing” jokes cant make him laugh, what does it take?
Warnings: Tickling (SFW)
Other: Romantic Cyno x Tighnari. Too lazy to check word count.
Author’s Notes: Realized that I can read old fics of mine thanks to Jai, so I looked at a few to see if any were worth reposting. Cringed awfully at some, but this one is similar to my current writing style. Still an old fic though!
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Tighnari’s ear twitched at the sound of rustling leaves, he was mixing some herbs to create medicine. After a long journey, this relaxing moment of the birds chirping was all he needed…
If only, Cyno wasn't here. He says this in the most loving way possible, with zero ill intent. “Oh oh, how about this one Tighnari? What do you say to someone addicted to seaweed?” Tighnaris ears folded, crossed his arms and turned to face his friend.
“What.”
“Sea help.”
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“Do you get it?“ Cyno questioned from his spot on the bed. “Sea, but like.. the ocean.” Tighnari could only sigh, turning around to mix his medicine once again.
“How about this one, what does it take to make an octopus laugh?” Tighnari could hear the grin in his voice, this must be a joke he was proud of.
“What does it take Cyno…” the fennec didn't even bother turning his body.
“Ten tickles.” The word caught Tighnari by surprise, his ears perking up before he settled down. “Do you get it? Ten tickles, like tentacles. Cause tickling makes you laugh?” Cyno was disappointed by Tighnari's silence.
“Come on, that one was clever!” The general frowned, standing up as he wrapped his arms around the forest ranger's waist. Resting his chin on his shoulder. “Tighnariii?” He called out,
“I'm trying to focus, Cyno.” He sassed, the other then leaned over, his eyebrow-raising at Tighnari’s small blush.
“Hmmm…” Cyno’s long nails then found themselves along his waist, gently raking them across his stomach. “I wonder what it takes to make a Fennec laugh.” He pondered aloud. Tighnari’s body instantly curled forward, almost breaking the mixing bowl as he slapped a hand over his lips.
“Cynohoo…” he grumbled, the corners of his lips threatening to lift. He only continued, forming two claws as he scratched softly at his stomach, causing a much more amusing reaction. Tighnari’s ears twitched as his tail wagged back and forth, flapping against Cyno’s legs.
His knees began to buckle as his shoulders shook with held-back giggles. “How many tickles does it take to make a fennec laugh, Tighnari?” The boy blushed, before breaking out into high-pitched snickers. Wrapping his arms around his stomach to try and block his playful fingers.
“Yohou little- Stahahap!” His eyebrows furrowed as he could no longer hold in his reactions. Cyno prompted moving his hands up to his sides as Tighnari fell weakly against him. He was struggling to stay up on his own, the tickles reducing him to this adorable state.
“Happy to see you laughing, even if it wasn't for my jokes.” Cyno smiled, watching as Tighnari placed the bowl in front of him, almost spilling the liquid again.
He then moved his hands further up, drumming along his ribcage as Tighnari squeaked, crumbling to the floor as frantic laughter slipped past his lips. “C-cyno… Nahahat thehehere..! AAhahaha!” He followed him down, continuing his playful attack and smiling fondly at the forest ranger's reactions. They were nothing short of adorable.
“Cohohome ohohon! Thihis is chihildish!” He complained, his tail still wagging happily back and forth. He curled up on his side, exposing his back as Cyno slipped a finger down his spine, resulting in another squeak.
“You say that, but based on your tail… I'd say you are having fun.”
He couldn't argue with that, his blush still turned deeper with the call-out. Cyno danced his fingers wherever he could reach, resulting in bright gleeful laughter no matter where he targeted. He was squirming desperately, back and forth like a worm… it was quite hard to catch him.
Cyno decided it would be a good idea to pin him, laying him flat on his back as he crawled up on his hips. “Let me try something, Tighnari.” He said softly, grabbing onto both of his wrists as he pinned them above his head. He then leaned down, planting gentle kisses all across his tummy.
Safe to say, Tighnari went hysterical, throwing his head back with laughter as his shoes stomped against the ground. “Wahahait! Nohoho kisses! Cynohohoho!” He giggled at his reactions, sending ticklish vibrations through his body.
He placed some around his navel, and one on top. Tighnari could only laugh and shake his head back and forth. “This must tickle, hmm?” Cyno mumbled against his skin, grinning as the fennec arched his back. “Oooh, and when I talk like this, it's even worse…”
“EEEAHAHahaha! Ehehenough- plehehease! Ihihits sohoho bahahad!”
“Okay okay, ill stop.” He laughed, planting one last kiss before he let go of him, picking him up and pulling him into his lap. “Did you have fun?” Cyno questioned, Tighnari slumped against his chest.
“It is much better than your jokes, that's for sure.”
“Sounds like someone wants a round two.” Cyno teased, not expecting his ears to perk up. “Oh? So you do?” Tighnari cuddled in closer, nodding before he jumped out of his lap.
“Oh, my archons. You distracted me! I was making medicine!” He groaned, walking over to the table as he began to furiously mix, before running out from the hut.
“So we will take a reign check??” He shouted as he ran to his patient.
“Shut up!” Cyno took that as a yes, it totally meant yes!
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synthleeius ¡ 19 days
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why is no one normal about taylor swift
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synthleeius ¡ 21 days
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Scaramouche shifts uncomfortably, glancing around as he tries to hide his nervousness. His face still feels slightly warmer than usual, the anticipation of knowing what's to come but not when or why or how getting to him more than he'd like to admit. The room is comfortable, at least.
He jolts when a voice sounds next to his ear, cursing himself for letting his guard down. Their teasing tone sends shivers down his spine as they whisper, “Ready?”
No, he thinks, he's not, but he's not going to show just how weak this situation is making him feel. So instead he doesn't answer, pretending not to have heard the voice at all.
“Is that a yes?” they ask, sounding a bit smug, as though his refusal to react was a reaction of its own.
He clenches his fists, but still doesn’t answer.
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synthleeius ¡ 21 days
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hello!!
(in which i attempt a boop booth except it's writing rather than art)
basically there's gonna be a predetermined character and polls will decide their (tk) fate <3 mini fics will be written, as opposed to the usual drawings
the character is scara (everyone act surprised) and the first will be posted within the next couple days!!
hopefully this makes more sense as it goes! but firstly, i wanted to know if i should
have a set ler (or multiple), or
just use the Invisible Ler Hands tm
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synthleeius ¡ 26 days
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searching for tk fics in actually so embarrassing
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