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Triple Threat (Squealing Santa 2023!)
Hi, @hakurei-k, I'm your Santa for this year! Sorry this is a little late, but I hope you still enjoy it! It was a challenging prompt since I don't typically write intense stuff with multiple lers, but it was a fun fic to do, and I'm so happy I got you!! I also want to thank @squealing-santa, Hypah, for being such an amazing host!! Couldn't have done it without you, thank you for keeping the tradition alive!
(Ler!Barbatos, Ler!Solomon, Ler!Simeon, Lee!MC)
Warnings: pranks, suprise tickles
Summary: Barbatos has a day off but doesn't know how to spend it. How better to than with you? Mediating a prank war wasn't in the plans, though.
Word Count: 1.8k
When Diavolo had first approached Barbatos about taking the day off, he was against the idea. “My Lord, the New Year’s celebration is not far away. The castle must be prepared for guests, there is much work to be done-”
“Exactly my thoughts! You’ve been working tirelessly, my friend, you deserve some time to yourself. It’s my castle, I want to have part in the decorating! Besides, I know you’ve been keeping an eye on that new tea house. Take the day and relax, Barbatos.”
Diavolo patted him on the back and left Barbatos standing in his office, lost for words and with a blank mind for the first time in a while. For anyone else, the opportunity would be a blessing, to leave your duties behind and pay attention to the parts of your life neglected. All Barbatos could think about was the castle in a state of disarray, clashing colors, decorations strewn haphazardly about the place, anything less than perfect was not acceptable.
However, Diavolo’s pout if he figured out Barbatos was still working during his break was too heartbreaking to think about. Barbatos sighed, pulling out his DDD and pulling up his messages with you.
Barbatos
MC, would you like to join me at Witch’s Brew this afternoon? My schedule has been cleared.
MC
Oh? Is that the new tea place across from Majolish? I would love to!
Barbatos
Alright. See you at noon.
Witch’s Brew was a quaint shop that sold both loose leaf teas, tea sets, and delicious desserts. To a demon like Barbatos, it was heaven. The aroma of dried flowers and warmth tickled his nose as he opened the door, sitting down at a small table with a candle in the middle. It was peaceful here, soft music playing over the speakers and setting a light ambience to the space. Ordering some tea for the both of you would be his first order of business. The fragrant notes of hibiscus and lemon called to him from behind the counter, he would bring it back to the table piping hot and waiting.
A smile came across his lips as he imagined you taking the first sip, your eyes lighting up at the sweet flavor- rich and floral with a hint of tart to balance it. The thought was almost as sweet as you were. The tinkling of the doorbell made Barbatos glance up hopefully from his cup, eyes alight when he saw you. But you weren’t carefree and jubilant as usual. He picked up on the nervous glances you were sending around the room, your hesitant steps towards the table, and most of all, you hadn’t greeted him with so much as a smile yet. Quite unusual.
“Ah, hello Barbatos! Sorry I’m late,” you whispered, smoothing your clothes and sitting in the chair he pulled out for you. The demon cocked an eyebrow at your behavior, instantly analyzing your expression. He knew something was up.
“Would you like to tell me what is obviously bothering you? You look like someone is out to get you.”
“Ahaha… well…” You scratched your arm, averting your gaze and peering down into the teacup. “You could say that.”
You chose to elaborate on the prank war currently going on in Purgatory Hall, the one you had started a week ago. Luke had voted on staying out of things, which meant you, Solomon, and Simeon would have to prank amongst yourselves.
Pulling out all the stops this morning, you had set up several pillows to fall onto Simeon’s head, covering him in feathers. You had swiped one of Solomon’s singing potions earlier in the week and mixed it into a batch of cookies, which had him singing curses for the next hour. You had found these harmless pranks extremely funny, but both Solomon and Simeon were sure to get you back.
“So that’s why I have to stay vigilant! They could be anywhere, Barbatos, I have to keep a lookout,” you explained, taking a sip of your tea. The flavor was complex and delicate, a nice reprieve from the chaos going on with your friends. You melted into the warm drink, nodding at the teapot, “This was a good pick, thank you for letting me try it!”
Barbatos shook his head with a fond smile. He knew you were “I believe tea is better when shared in good company, so it’s my pleasure.” Pouring you two another cup, he thought on your predicament. If Solomon and Simeon were working together, it could spell disaster for everyone in Purgatory Hall.
Humming in thought, Barbatos finished his tea and set the cup down gently onto a saucer. “Can I escort you back? Like I said, my schedule is clear for the day, so it would be no trouble. That way, you won’t have to worry about anything on your way,” he offered. Barbatos knew they would never do anything to harm you, but if it would make you feel better, it was worth it.
You perked up, relief washing over your face. “I would appreciate it, those two like to scare me as much as it is.”
Taking a dessert to go, you and Barbatos left the teahouse and started the journey back to the House of Lamentation. On the way, you talked about everything from next year’s classes to Satan’s newest cat adoption antics. Barbatos felt at ease talking to you, as he always did. His worries for the celebration faded with every step as he let you take the wheel of the conversation. Before you knew it, you two were on the doorstep.
“Thank you for walking me here, Barbs. We need to do this again sometime!” You opened the door and were about to wave goodbye when two arms pulled you into the foyer. Barbatos quickly moved inside, surprised by the sight that greeted him.
Solomon and Simeon had trapped you in their arms, encircling you like twin felines playing a game of cat and mouse. Solomon’s deadly smirk was something you knew all too well, paired with Simeon’s laughing eyes, they had been out to get you from the start. “You fell right into our trap, MC~” Simeon purred in your ear, watching your eyes flit between the trio of people in the room. Well, one human, one angel, and one demon. The mischievous fire in Solomon’s eyes appeared anything *but* human to you in this moment.
Solomon looked to the demon at the door, “What do you think is a fitting punishment for our friend here, Barbatos?”
Barbatos slowly stepped forward until he was in front of you three, assessing the situation. “Seeing as they’ve confessed their transgressions to me already, I believe something… like this will suffice,” Barbatos reasoned, grinning at your shocked face.
“Barbatos! You’re supposed to be on my side- HEY!” Barbatos wormed his hand between you and Simeon to give your side a squeeze, making you curl into Solomon. Simeon started to snicker at the idea, using his free hand to scribble around your neck while Solomon’s smile grew wolfish. “I think that’s a great idea, don’t you think so, MC?”
You were trying not to react to Simeon’s gentle scribbles, your cheeks puffing out and your lips pouting to hide your smile. “N-no! Not a great idea! Barbatos- help me!”
Raising an eyebrow, the demon tilted his head to the side, “You want me to help? Alright, I can manage that. After all, I have no obligations today, I can spend as much time as I want here.”
Barbatos latched onto your sides, kneading into them with sudden speed and vigor that you weren’t prepared for. Your straight faced facade went flying out the window as you tried to wiggle away from the tickles to no avail. Solomon and Simeon seemed to have the same idea, the angel’s fingers finding a home in your armpits and Solomon’s squeezing at your hipbones. “WHAHAHAIT! NOhOHoO!”
You had endured tickle attacks from all three of them separately, but together, the trio was insufferably good at reducing you to a laughing fit. They continued to scribble and poke all over your worst spots, Simeon finding a good spot on your lower tummy that almost sent you backwards. Every time you got used to something, one of them would move, sending you into giggles all over again.
“I almost forgot how ticklish they are! Solomon, keep that up,” Simeon laughed with delight at how you squirmed away from Solomon’s evil hands that were currently chasing your ribs. “If I were you, I would stay still- it would be done a looooot faster!” Solomon chirped from your left, tazing your ribs and making you fall into Barbatos’s waiting arms.
“Your laugh is almost as sweet as the tea, you know,” Barbatos whispered quietly, kneading into your lower back and sides, chuckling when you tried to pull away with a blush. Simeon gasped and excitedly pulled you away, hugging you tight against his chest.
“Theres this thing I used to do to Luci when he would misbehave, let me show you!” He closed his eyes and you felt invisible feathers gliding across your ears and neck, making you scrunch up. The feathers seemed to reach all of your worst spots, soft but they tickled like hell. When you felt one graze the bottom of your foot, you squeaked in surprise, how was this even possible? Simeon’s laugh sounded like bells, contrasting with your loud and squealy one. “I cAhAHaAHaN’t! PlEHehAHeaSe!”
He slowed down the feathers of his wings to softly stroke up and down your arms, letting you collapse into him. Solomon ruffled your hair, “You all tired out? I think it’s payback for making me sing through all of breakfast. Simeon looked like a fancy chicken this morning,” he laughed. Simeon rolled his eyes, “Did you learn your lesson, MC? Never mess with Purgatory Hall, or you’ll awaken the tickle monsters that live there!” He tapped your nose, taking note of your lingering smile and flushed cheeks. He grinned and gave you a hug, releasing you.
Barbatos had his hands behind his back, almost like he hadn’t contributed to your ticklish demise. “The cake is still outside, would you like me to bring it in?” His sly smirk didn’t go unnoticed, you nodded, rolling your eyes. “You were supposed to help me!”
“I never said I would help you. Besides, I think you deserved a little prank back for the ones you performed,” he noted, bringing the slice of matcha cake inside.
With a sigh, you took the bag, holding out the delectable sweet. “How about a truce? Do you guys wanna split this?” All three of them nodded, causing you to smile. As you made your way towards the den, Barbatos concluded that his day off was a day well spent.
#squealing santa 2k23#ss2k23#obey me tickles#obey me tickle fic#ler!barbatos#ler!solomon#ler!simeon#lee!mc#lee!reader#honey#bee writes
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Tickletober day 2 - chase
Luke and Lucifer and Simeon
- L-Lucifer, I can handle this on my own! - Luke writhed in the hands of the Avatar of Pride, who lifted him up so that angel would get a book from the top shelf
- Hmm, I don't think so, you're too short. - Luci spoke in a calm and uninterrupted voice.
- What?! Get me down to the ground right now!! I'm not short! - angel was furious at the words of the dark-haired.
- Oh, Chihuahua doesn't like being picked up? - Lucifer chuckled and his hands began to move slightly in Luke's armpits to find a more comfortable position.
At this time, the little angel began to squirm even more and try to suppress the laughter breaking out. He realized that if he didn't agree to the "help" of demon now, he would continue to hang on his hands like that and try not to laugh from being tickled.
Luke sighed and turned to the Avatar of Pride.
- A little to the left. - angel heard a triumphant chuckle and puffed out his cheeks.
Once he grabbed the right book, Luci lowered him to the floor and crossed his arms.
- T-thank you. - blonde blushed and looked away.
- You're welcome, Chihuahua. - he chuckled and ruffled the boy's hair.
- Lucifeeeer!
- Hehe, are you thinking this is worse than tickling?
- Wait what? - Luke looked questioningly at demon.
- You think I didn't hear your giggles?
- Um, you missunderstood it! - angel put the book in front of him, trying to hide behind it.
- Oh, am I really missunderstood? Hmm, maybe I should check again?~ Avatar of Pride began to slowly walk towards the boy.
- Wh-what?! No, don't you dare!
- Already dared. - Lucifer wanted to grab angel, but he was more agile and quickly ran away from the library.
Luke didn't turn around because he was afraid to see that nasty smirk. He quickly ran into a random class and saw Simeon.
- Simeon! - little angel hid behind him.
- Luke? - brown-haired was very surprised. - What happened? Oh, I see you found the book you were looking for.
- Yes, but Lucifer haunts me.
- Lucifer?
- Exactly~ it was so unexpected that both angels twitched.
- Oh, hi Lucifer. - Simeon smiled charmingly.
- Hi. - demon entered the class and closed the door.
- Luke told me that you haunt him, is that true?
- Yes. Because he lied.
- He what? - Simeon was surprised.
- I what?! - Luke frowned.
- He said that I thought I heard him giggle when I held his armpits. But this is not true and he should be punished.
- Simeon, save me. - little angel grabbed onto brown-hair's weave capes.
- Hmm, lying is really bad, especially for an angel - older angel began.
- I didn't lie!
- He's lying again. - Luci chuckled.
- I'm sorry Luke, but Lucifer is right, you need to be punished. - angel quickly grabbed him and lifted him into his arms.
- No! Simeon, you're a traitor!! - he began to wriggle out of his friend's grasp.
- It's for your own good. - Simeon tried not to laugh, and then look at the Avatar of Pride. - Will you help?
- With pleasure. - dark-haired chuckled and stepped closer. His fingers began to wiggle in the air, causing boy to squeak.
- Nohoho, pleahahase, nohoHOHOHOHOT THIHIHIHIHIS - he started laughing hysterically.
- Wow, I just started and this is a very weak tickle. - Lucifer giggled and tickled angel's tummy.
- Oh, Luke, very ticklish and even a small touch causes such a reaction in him. - Simeon laughed along with the little angel.
- Hmm, I need to remember this.
- Nohohoho, dohohon't yohohou dahaHAHAHARE REHEHEMEHEHEMBER IHIHIIHIHIT! - boy's legs tried to hit the demon, but nothing came of it.
- Oh, you need to come by somehow when there's a tickle fight between Luke and Solomon, it's a lot of fun. - brown-haired giggled.
- I'll definitely come, but first, we need to finish here with our little liar~ fingers ran to the sides.
- BoHOHOHohohoth of yohohohou ahahahare terrihihiHIHIHIHIBLE! - Luke threw his head back.
- Hehe, that's actually kind of fun. - brown-haired blew a raspberry on boy's neck, from which he screamed and began to laugh even louder. - I know you love it. - from these words, little angel's cheeks blushed even more.
- It's really very funny, Simeon. - Lucifer winked at him.
Angel and denon tickled Luke for a while, and then they took care that he could restore his strength.
#tickletober#tickletober2022#day 2#chase#tickle obey me#obey me! shall we date? tickle#tickle fic#tickle drabble#luke#lucifer#simeon#ticklish luke#ler!lucifer#ler!simeon#lee!luke#tickling
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Sharing traditions is fun!
(Simeon, Diavolo, brief Kaeri & Lucifer)
Summary: Lucifer can understand and accept Christmas traditions, but usually Devildom doesn't celebrate New Year's day. As he learns about the Day, he immediately finds it ridiculous and refuses to let his brothers party, but no worries! As impassive as Lucifer is, some people in the Devildom know how to change his mind easily.
A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! This is the New Year-related fic that came out instead of the Christmas-related one, that got deleted🥹 Also, don't tell me i'm the only one that sees Simeon as a smug and teasy ler...
Enjoy!
"That's a no, Mammon. And also for you all. It's the same answer" Lucifer said, his arms crossed, his gaze serious.
"Aw, you're no fun, Lucifer..." Asmodeus complained, then left with his brothers and Kaeri.
Lucifer rubbed his forehead. There was no way he would have let his brothers have a party out of nowhere.
[Flashback]
It was early in the morning when Kaeri came down in the common room, finding the demon brothers, except Lucifer, minding their business.
"Guys, what are you doing? Aren't you excited?!"
Leviathan lifted his gaze from his Nintendo. "What's so important about being happy? It's a normal day, isn't it?"
Kaeri's jaw dropped. "It's New Year's Eve!" then she thought about it for a moment "Wait...are you telling me you've never celebrated this day before in the Devildom?"
"Celebrations?" Mammon's eyes lit up. "That means party!?"
"Well, usually in the human world we celebrate until late night...everyone dresses up a bit more special than usual..."
"Special clothes?" Asmodeus asked.
"Yes, we cook a lot of food too..."
Beel's stomach grumbled. "Food..."
"And the we wait until midnight and we set up big, shiny fireworks"
"Oh, I love watching fireworks" Satan closed his book.
"Guys! What are we waiting for?! Let's set up things! It's party time!" Mammon encouraged his brothers, who all seemed to follow his idea.
"It's not, Mammon. What are you screaming for now?"
"Ah, Lucifer! Guess what!" the Avatar of Greed sprinted towards his brother.
"Today's New Year's Eve! It's an important day and we need to party!" he almost bounced up and down on the spot.
Lucifer sighed. He looked like a child that just got his favorite toy.
"Why is that? We've never celebrated a day like this before"
Kaeri tried to convince him. "Lucifer, it's a human thing! We always said we could share some traditions toge-"
"I've already accepted Christmas...and I still have headache about how loud you've been, dragging your party until 4 in the morning. I'm not changing my idea."
"But Lucifer! We promise we'll be good this time! Pleeease?" Mammon tried one last time, hoping it would have worked.
Lucifer just shook his head.
[end of flashback]
Just then, he received a message from Diavolo.
"A meeting with everyone? Oh no..."
The thing stank to Lucifer. He knew when Diavolo suddenly called for a meeting, it was either something important, or something that would have bothered Lucifer.
~
"Thank you all for coming here, even if I planned this at the last minute" Diavolo said with his usual smile.
"So, I want to talk about which day is today"
Kaeri's eyes lit up. Maybe there was another opportunity to convince him.
It was then that Lucifer noticed Solomon was there, too. His eyes widened. No way.
"Apparently, today is a day of celebration, as Solomon told me" Lord Diavolo continued.
Lucifer clenched his fist. He made a mental note that he would have hung him upside down from the ceiling later.
"I was told this too, by Kaeri. But I don't agree to this, honestly..."
"Why is that Lucifer?" Simeon asked.
"We've never celebrated things like this. This day was a common day until now. I think it's better keeping the same traditions as always. My brothers would make a mess too, and I won't let that happen. That's why"
The rest of the demon brothers glared at Lucifer.
"But Lucifer! Sharing traditions is fun!" Diavolo pointed out.
"Lord Diavolo, I'm not trying to disobey your will, but let's be really honest, has this day a proper reason to be celebrated?"
Diavolo thought about it. Then, Solomon spoke.
"Usually, in the human world we celebrate this day because a whole year passed, and we celebrate to meet the new one. It may not seem a big reason of course, but it's fun and it's still a moment of reunion together"
Lucifer sighed. "Alright...I'm in"
Mammon exulted. "Big bro, you're the best!"
"Yaaay! Party time!" Asmodeus smiled.
"Then that's it! I'm looking foward to all the thing we'll prepare for tonight!" Diavolo said.
They all headed back to their houses to set up things, except for Lucifer, Simeon and Diavolo.
"Lucifer, even if you agreed, I still can sense you're not totally convinced" Simeon said.
"I'm not, indeed"
Diavolo patted his shoulder. "Come on, it'll be fun!"
"I don't think it's going to be that fun if my brothers will set up a party like the last one. And above all, I still don't agree in celebrating a day like this" he crossed his arms.
Diavolo's hand that was on his shoulders slid down his back. "Well, we can always tell them not to do a huge party and-"
"HHNG!" His body tensed up at the touch and arched his back.
Diavolo and Simeon looked at each other.
"Actually...I don't think telling them that would make a difference...let's convince you, then"
Lucifer's body spasmed foward as Diavolo's hands found his ribs. "C'mon, Lucifer! Let's spend this day with a smile!"
"GUH- ahahaha! StOHOhop!"
"No can do, Lucifer. You need to enjoy yourself!"
"He's right, I must say." His fingers dug into his defenseless armpits. "Plus, I think your brothers wouls be happier if you'd play games with them, or, above all...what about dancing with Kaeri?"
Lucifer's laugh rose an octave. Simeon grinned: he found a weak spot to break his seriousness.
"I-I wiHIHILL! GAH! DIAHAHA-"
Diavolo chuckled at his squeal.
"Looks like I found a good spot hm? Have you set up your mind or...do I have to do more than just a squeeze here?" he cooed as he squeezed his hips.
"GAHAHA- I wohohon't chahahange idea just fohohor a fEW TIHIHICKLES-"
His laughter rose again as Diavolo dug his fingers into his hips. "Well...I advised you..."
"My my, Lord Diavolo..." Simeon moved his hands from his armpits down to his upper thighs, another good spot that he knew. "I'm starting to think he wants us to keep tickling him...he still refuses to change his mind~" his tone became ten times more teasy and playful.
Lucifer's legs gave out, but both Diavolo and Simeon followed his to the ground, Simeon daring to sit on his knees to squeeze at his thighs, Diavolo keeping on kneading his hips.
"YOHOHOU! STOHOHOP IT!" Lucifer waved hus arms, careful not to hit the Demon Lord.
"I don't think you're in the right position to give us orders, Luci...you should rather think about giving up, or are you enjoying it this much, perhaps?~"
He cringed at the surname. He'd already told him a million times not to use that nickname when they weren't alone...but nothing could stop Diavolo from calling him that way when he was in playful mode, like now.
"GAH- ALRIHIHIGHT! I-I GIHIHIVE! STohOHOP!"
"Oh?~ You give? I didn't quite hear that...did you, Lord Diavolo?"
"Hmm, no~"
"Oh cohohOHOME ON! I GIVE! I GIHIHIVE!"
"Alright, alright. You set up your mind now?"
Lucifer slighty curled up, still giggling a little. "Yehehes..."
"Good! Now, would you like to help me and Barbatos set up for the party?"
He sat up, accepting his hand to help him up. "Heh, of course"
~
"Ah, Lucifer! Hi!"
"Hm? Hey, Kaeri. Enjoying yourself?" he smiled at her.
"A lot...might have drank a bit too much, tho..."
Lucifer stifted a chuckle. "As long as you can stand up...shall we dance?" he offered her a hand, which she accepted.
As they danced, her head on his chest, she thought about something, and decided to tease him.
"Not that I don't like this but...you didn't even want to party at first...and now you want to dance with me? I wonder what changed your mind~" her hand slid down and pinched his hip.
"Gh-" he looked at her, a shiver running down his spine. "How did you...?"
"You think your time alone with them was a secret huh? Uh-uh, not to me, Luci~"
His own pride fooled him, and his cheeks flushed at the name.
"The fun is not over yet, ehehe~"
All Lucifer knew, was that he would surely pass his very first new year's party in a happy way.
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How Obey me! characters react to you telling them you like being tickled
My ever growing love for Barbatos has slowly pulled me back to the om! obsession so uhh take these hcs x3
Lucifer
Wouldn't say much about it in the moment
But later on, he'll casually drag you to his room, plop you down on his bed, and just go to town on you
You're so confused and yet so giddy??
He also has a visible smile while wrecking you lol
Mammon
You have unleashed an actual beast
My dude gets so cocky
Bro he'd say the word 'tickle' in whatever context just to fuck with you
And then when you're all flustered he acts all clueless
He will make you ask him for tickles, unless he's really feeling the ler mood, then you better run-
Leviathan
Levi finds himself faced with the biggest decision ever in his life: tickle you or keep being a silly otaku?
It takes him a while to decide, but eventually settles for the first~
My man would get more flustered than you, give him a moment
But once he gets more confident, you are so dead. Like where does all this teasing come from??? How rude-
Definitely will tickle you to make you lose at games, or will lazily tickle you while watching anime and then get playfully annoyed "Keep it down will you"
Satan
"Shh I'm reading"
That bitch-
Just kidding, he can multitask
While he's reading his nerdy lil books, he pulls you onto his lap. One hand tickling you and the other holding his book.
It's hard to notice with you laughing and wriggling hysterically (just one hand is enough to hold you down) but there's a faint smile plastered on his face, even though his eyes seemed glued to his book
Asmodeous
"Really? Me too!"
Bro Asmo would just bombard you with questions about your preference and such, to him it's not that flustering talking about it but you're slowly dying on the inside hehe~
He's also just very open about his own experiences with tickling and tells you about them like it's the most casual thing ever
You two would have frequent tickle fights and he just knows *exactly* how to drive you up a wall
Beelzebub
You can practically see the 'lil hearts form in his eyes. How did this precious human get even more adorable?!
He's very big on cheer up tickles. Whenever you're down, he'll ask if he can do the thing and if you give him the okay he'll pick you up and gently tickle you until you forget why you were upset to begin with
Very caring ler, although can sometimes get a bit carried away
He's also great at aftercare, quickly getting you some water and a snack cause why not?~
Belphegor
Too sleepy to even pay attention to whatever you just said
It makes you pout, until he forcefully pulls you down with him and spoons you, giving you some lazy tickles
Will say that your laughter helps him sleep better, but he'll make up whatever lame excuse he can to cuddle and tickle chu uwu
Diavolo
He seems way too excited about it, but that's because he can be quite the softie and just finds that absolutely adorable
He is a gentleman and always asks for permission to tickle you, which makes it even more flustering having to outright admit it
He'd probably call you over just to tickle you because he finds it fun and relaxing (and you're not complaining)
Barbatos
"Hm? Oh, I already know. Still, it was cute watching you muster up the courage to tell me~"
AGAJDGAKDHKAHD?!?!?!?!
Your brain just breaks at that point. Damn him and his powers!
This man can read you like a book, he just KNOWS whenever you get a lee mood
He's suddenly behind you and you're like "Where did you come from?!" And he just smiles all innocently as you crumble under his wiggling fingers-
Simeon
"Really? Can I try?~"
Very sweet ler, which makes him very flustering-
He'll usually scoop you onto his lap and give you the softest of tickles
Will constantly ask if you're okay and if you're enjoying it, which always makes you all akdhakdhakdhsjdh
Luke
Please, this is the one time he feels that he holds a sense of power over someone, let him have his fun
At first he probably wouldn't get it, until he tried it and got addicted to seeing the happy and giddy expression on your face
Loves to sneak up on you, but will usually ask beforehand
Solomon
Will tease you to no end about it (as if he's one to talk, smh)
Becomes very cocky with this new information and will use it against you whenever and wherever, but is also discrete about it??
Like if he passes by he'll give you a quick poke or squeeze and keep going like nothing happened. But deep down you can just feel the *smug* energy radiating from him
#obey me#obey me tickle#obey me tickle hcs#im not tagging all their names fuck that shit lmao#also im sorry if i butchered any of their names i wrote this at 3 am LMAO
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Obey Me! Coffee Shots #1-12
A collection of the Obey Me sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.
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1) Lee Belphie, Lers Solomon and Simeon
“If you don’t contribute, I’ll tell Lucifer you slept through the whole thing,” Simeon was saying, drawing Solomon’s attention from the sketch he’d been making of what their 3D setup for this project might look like. “It won’t be hard to believe.”
Belphegor continued to lay on the couch with his eyes closed, though he was obviously awake and simply choosing not to participate. “He’s already locked me up for being opposed to this whole stupid program. Nothing he does can scare me anymore.”
Solomon set his pencil down. “You don’t still hate humans, do you?”
“I don’t like you,” Belphie replied, opening one eye to peer at him with distaste, “but whatever, you’re growing on me, I guess.”
“How touching.”
“He might lock you up again if you don’t participate,” Simeon tried a second time.
“I don’t know why I had to be one of the two teams that landed with a human,” Belphie groaned, rolling over so his back was to them both. “Beel got Mammon and Luke. It’s not fair.”
“You’d rather be with Mammon than us?”
“Shut up.”
Solomon and Simeon exchanged glances. The three of them had to finish this project together; if they didn’t, Belphie would get in trouble and their grade might be docked for it. After a moment, the human in the room poked the demon’s spine with his pencil eraser. “Come on, just help us out for a little bit, okay? Then you can take a nap.”
Belphie jerked and whipped back around to face them both, glowering. “Don’t do that.”
“What?” Solomon poked his stomach this time. “I’m trying to help you.”
“Hey!” The demon’s usual tired demeanor vanished with the appearance of a wobbly smile. “That tickles.”
This time when Solomon and Simeon exchanged glances, they were exactly on the same page. Both of them lunged for Belphie as a team, grabbing at his sides and clawing at his ribs, grinning at the high-pitched squeal and subsequent giggles that burst from the normally quiet demon.
They tickled for several long moments – reaching through Belphie’s meager defenses as he squirmed and cackled – before realizing the room was filled with the sound of his laughter and nothing else. No protests or pleading, no threats or violent thrashing. The Avatar of Sloth was lying there and taking it, one squeeze and scribble at a time.
“Oh?” Solomon chuckled. “You’re not complaining?”
Belphie didn’t reply; he merely threw an arm over his eyes and allowed them to see his full, beaming smile unhindered.
“You like being tickled, Belphie? That’s very interesting information~” Simeon teased as well. “I think this may very well come in handy one day, don’t you, Solomon?”
“Oh, yes.” Solomon grinned, already planning to tell his fellow human student about this discovery. “And I think I know someone else who may be very excited to know about this. But first, we do have that project to finish…feel like helping out yet, little demon?”
Belphie shot him a brief glare through his giggles and shook his head.
Simeon and Solomon smiled, their group project taking a backseat as they refocused their efforts on tickling Belphegor into submission, no matter how long it took…
*
2) Lee Asmo, Ler Solomon
“To think someone like you would crumble just from being tickled.” Solomon smirked at Asmodeus, pinching gently up and down his ribs, the light-haired demon’s musical laughter filling the air between them. “Then again, I suppose it makes sense. You’re into all sorts of stuff.”
Asmo squealed, pushing half-heartedly at Solomon’s hands. “Stohohohohoooop…”
“It’s obvious you don’t want me to.”
“Ehehehehehehe! Y-You knohohohow I lihihihihike it anytime you p-puhuhuhuhut your hands on mehehehehe~”
“Don’t make it weird.” Solomon reached down to pinch at his hips, smirking when Asmo bucked and giggled even harder. “You may like it, but even you’ve got to have a bad spot, right? Bet you won’t be so smug if I find it.”
“Wehehehehell? I’m all yohohohohours!”
Solomon rolled his eyes, but he grinned all the same. Asmo really was something else. He couldn’t complain, though; in fact, he found it a rather endearing quality. The demon’s brothers may brush him aside and call him names for enjoying playfulness, but Solomon wasn’t about to. If tickling made his friend happy, he was willing to tickle him as much as he wanted.
The white-haired human smirked. “Feel like spilling all your secrets for me? Or are you going to make me work for it?”
“I’m nohohohohohot that eheheheheheasy,” Asmo teased through his giggles, somehow managing to flirt even in this position. “You’re gohohohohohonna have to wohohohohork for it, Sohohohoholomon~”
“That’s what I expected.” Solomon chuckled, straddled the demon, and set out to find his worst spot one way or another. “Just let me know when you’ve had enough.”
“Nehehehehehehever!”
Another chuckle. “Yeah, I expected that, too.”
*
3) Lee Belphie, Ler Beel
“Belphie, Lucifer will kill me if I come to breakfast without you again. Come on, get up.” Beel grabbed the covers and yanked them off of his twin brother, who curled up and shivered but still refused to open his eyes. “You know I don’t want to have to drag you down there. I can’t do anything until I’ve eaten. Come on.”
“Go away,” Belphie muttered. “Tell Lucifer it’s my fault and let me sleep.”
“Do you really want to deal with him after you’re late to class, too?” Beel shook his head. “Get up.”
“No.”
“I’ll tickle you out of that bed if I have to, Belphie. Don’t think I won’t.”
A tiny smile appeared on Belphie’s face, his eyes still closed. “That’s not a threat.”
“It’ll wake you up, though, won’t it?” Beel climbed onto the bed next to him and grabbed his waist, squeezing and pressing his thumbs into his brother’s hip bones. “Get up.”
“Eheheheheheheheheeee!” Belphie squealed, arms flying down instinctively but making no move whatsoever to push the redhead off of him. He still wouldn’t even open his eyes, that determined little demon.
Beel smirked. “All right, you think you can take my tickle attack? Let’s see how you handle this!” He flipped Belphie onto his stomach and sat on his back, shoved his arms above his head, pinned them firmly, and started nibbling on his twin’s ribs through his shirt.
This time Belphie’s squeal sounded desperate. “Nahahahahahahaha Beheheheheheel! No nihihihihihihihihibbles! Ahahahahahahahaha!”
“You’re keeping me from my breakfast, so I have to eat something,” Beel chuckled, continuing his ticklish nibbling. He pushed Belphie’s shirt up to his shoulders so he could get to the bare skin directly, smirking triumphantly when the youngest of the seven brothers screamed into his pillow and started kicking his legs, laughter exploding out of him.
“OKAHAHAHAHAHY, OKAY!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP, BEEL!! I’LL GET UHUHUHUHUP!!”
Beel released his wrists and climbed off of him, but Belphie merely curled into a ball and snuggled back into his mattress.
“Oh, that’s it,” the redhead growled, launching a full-scale tickle torture against his twin brother that had him screaming hysterically in no time, looking like the happiest demon in the Devildom. “You’re really gonna get it now!”
*
4) Lee Barbatos, Ler Diavolo
Diavolo tensed as he always did when Barbatos helped straighten his clothes, a wobbly smile appearing for a brief moment when the butler brushed down his sides, dispersing of any lingering lint that may have still held on.
“Apologies, my lord,” Barbatos said as always, though the demon prince could hear the smile in his voice.
“You always do this, Barbatos. One might begin to think you’re tickling me on purpose.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, my lord.”
Diavolo turned to him with a smirk, interrupting the rest of his straightening. “One might also grow inclined to get you back for doing it so frequently.”
Barbatos appeared unfazed. “You may if you wish, my lord.”
“Well, that’s no fun. At least try to look a little nervous, would you, Barbatos?” Diavolo chuckled, reaching for his butler’s waist anyway. “I’ve always wondered if you’re ticklish.”
Barbatos giggled immediately, though he didn’t try to squirm away. His smile was addicting, the prince found, and so he doubled his efforts, tickling up his sides to his ribs and back down again, squeezing his hips, poking at his belly. All the while his butler giggled brightly and clenched his fists against his chest, although it seemed to Diavolo that his servant was using every ounce of willpower he had not to writhe in his grasp.
“Come on, fight back a little~” Diavolo encouraged playfully, grabbing onto Barbatos’ wrists and pulling them against his own chest, wiggling his fingers up into his underarm. “It’s no fun if you just stand there and take it.”
“B-Buhuhuhuhuhut you wihihihihished for revehehehenge, my lord,” Barbatos giggled in reply.
“Not really. I’m just messing with you.” Diavolo chuckled, moving forward, gradually pushing his butler onto his bed, where he pinned his arms above his head firmly and dug into his underarm with everything he had.
“EEAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! MY LOHOHOHOHORD!!” Barbatos finally laughed, shaking his head as if to scold himself for losing control. His uniform began to come askew as he squirmed. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! THIS IS UNDIGNIFIHIHIED!!”
“No one’s here but us,” the prince shot back with a grin. “And I for one would like to see you laugh a little more.”
Barbatos shrieked – instantly mortified with himself – when his lord half-sat on his waist to keep him pinned while tickling both of his underarms at once, forcing him to toss his head back and laugh uncontrollably, blushing with embarrassment but secretly enjoying the playfulness at the same time. Even as he cackled out weak protests, the butler surrendered to the will of his prince and let Diavolo tickle him until time truly became a matter of concern and he finally broke free, now having to straighten up his own uniform as well as Diavolo’s.
At which point he – again – accidentally brushed down his sides a little too hard, making the prince choke on a giggle of his own and growl out a playful, warning, “Barbatos…”
“Sincerest apologies, my lord,” the butler replied, feeling his cheeks warm.
He had a feeling he was going to be having repeats of this day for many days to come.
*
5) Lee Beel, Ler Mammon
“That was my cake! Oh, you are so dead!” Mammon screeched, nearly vaulting himself over the coffee table to lunge at his younger brother.
Beel yelped in surprise as he was shoved into the nearest armchair, fingers wiggling deep in his sides before he knew what was happening. “Ah! Mahahahahammon, wait! I was so huhuhuhuhungry! Please, I dihihihihihidn’t mean it!”
“Yeah, right!” Mammon snapped, mostly playful but still irritated. “I paid good money for that cake. It was a specialty. It wasn’t meant for you to eat just because you felt like it!”
“It tahahahahahasted greheheheheat, if that hehehehehehelps…”
“Why would that help me?!” Mammon shoved his hands up into Beel’s underarms, grinning wickedly when the redhead began cackling in earnest. “You jerk! You owe me a new cake!”
“Okahahahahahahay, okay! I’ll buhuhuhuhuhuy you a new ohohohohone! Just stohohohohohop!” Beel pleaded, laughing and squirming in his seat. “Mahahahahahammon!”
“What’s going on in here?” Belphie muttered sleepily, entering the living room with a yawn. “I could hear you from our bedroom.”
“Your brother ate my cake!” Mammon growled, still tickling.
Belphie blinked. “Are you surprised? And he’s your brother, too.”
“Yeah, so?!”
“Ahahahahahahaha! Behehehehehelphie, make him stohohohohohohop!” Beel cried, reaching out for his twin. “Please!”
Belphie took in the situation before him, considered for a long moment, then shrugged. “Sorry, bro. I don’t feel like having Mammon turn on me, too. Besides, you do this often enough, you kind of had it coming way before now anyway.”
Eventually Mammon did stop tickling his poor younger brother – but only after he’d laughed and begged and promised to buy him several different things in exchange for the delicious slice of cake he’d consumed without permission.
*
6) Lee Mammon, Ler Lucifer
“Don’t you think you deserve this?”
“No! No, of c-course I dohon’t – hey! K-Keheheheep your hands off – Lucifer!”
Lucifer smiled at his brother, who squirmed and wiggled as his fingers pressed gently into his ribs from behind, fighting back giggles and laughter that would eventually be inevitable.
“You do this to yourself by stealing all the time.” Lucifer’s voice was bored but irritated. How many times had he had this exact conversation with Mammon before? “Since pain doesn’t seem to register with you, our other brothers suggested a lighter approach this time. Perhaps a little tickle torture will finally be enough to keep your sticky fingers clean for a while.”
Mammon whimpered, tugging at the restraints that kept his arms bound above him, going nowhere fast. Lucifer started tickling faster, making him bite down hard on his lip to keep his mirth at bay. “Y-You…jeheheheherk! Whahat kind of o-older brohohother punishes his sihihiblings like this anywahahay?!”
Lucifer growled, reaching down to pinch at his hip bones. “This kind of older brother. That’s who.”
“AIEEE!! Nohohohohoho, wait, Luhuhuhuhucifer, please! I tahahahahake it back! Don’t – don’t tihihihihihickle me! Please!”
“You know, Mammon, it’s been a while since I’ve heard you beg me for anything.” Lucifer chuckled. “Too bad for you, it’s far too late for that now.”
“Nohohohoho—!”
“You deserve this and you know it. Or at least, you should.” Lucifer finally went for his brother’s hot spot right where his hips met his thighs and dug in. “Let’s see if you learn your lesson after a straight hour of this kind of punishment, hmm?”
“AN HOHOHOHOHOHOUR?! WAHAHAHAHAHAIT, NOHOHOHOHOHO!! LUCIFER!!” Mammon screeched, laughter finally bursting out of him as he struggled in van to escape the restraints and his brother’s clutches. “I CAHAHAHAHAHAN’T TAKE IT THAT LOHOHOHOHONG!! PLEASE!! I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!!”
Lucifer remained unmoved, though he did smile a bit at the hysterics he was pulling out of Mammon. It had also been a while since he’d heard him really laugh like this. “Not yet, but you will be. Mark my words.”
*
7) Lee Solomon, Lers Simeon and Luke
Solomon let out a squeak when Simeon nudged him playfully after making a particularly awful joke. Luke had laughed while Solomon had simply smiled, only now he was feeling rather self-conscious with two pairs of angel’s eyes on him. “You shouldn’t do that out of nowhere,” he said at last, clearing his throat as he sat back up. “I’m kind of ticklish.”
“You’re ticklish?” Luke asked eagerly, making Solomon a little nervous.
“Ah…yes.”
“Why didn’t you say so?” Simeon reached for his side and dug his fingers in, grinning. “We love having tickle fights.”
“Ahaaaah!” Solomon squeaked again, pulling away from Simeon’s grasp only to find himself pressed up against the arm of the couch they sat on. “B-But…since when? I’ve never seen you—”
Simeon shrugged. “It didn’t occur to me that you might be ticklish and want in on the fun. You hold yourself so elegantly it just never crossed my mind.”
“Same here!” Luke agreed, sliding off of the armchair he sat in to approach their human friend. “But this is awesome news! Now you can have tickle fights with us!”
“Hold on,” Simeon said, stopping him before he could attack. “It’s important to make sure Solomon is all right with that first.”
Luke looked at Solomon expectantly, hopefully. “Are you?”
Solomon hadn’t been tickled in forever. He genuinely couldn’t remember the last time. He didn’t know how sensitive he was, or if he’d even enjoy it. But between Luke’s hopeful expression and Simeon’s patient one, he decided it couldn’t hurt to find out.
“S-Sure…I guess…” he said timidly.
Simeon and Luke both reached for him, grabbing his sides and ribs and even tickling up into his underarms, making Solomon jerk in his seat and fight off his laughter for all of three seconds before giving in, chuckling softly and squirming in his friends’ holds.
“I’ve never seen you smile so big,” Luke enthused.
Simeon nodded. “I agree. It’s nice to see you looking happy.” Then he grabbed one of Solomon’s wrists and pinned it out of the way so he could access his ribs easier, and the white-haired sorcerer snorted and dissolved into louder laughter, flustered but secretly enjoying the playful attention at the same time.
Being roommates with the demon brothers must certainly have been interesting for his fellow human student, but having two angels as roommates definitely had its perks as well.
*
8) Lee Satan, Ler Levi
“I swear, if you tickle me…!” Satan backed himself into one of his bookshelves and froze, hoping none would fall out of their respective places. When everything stayed put, he breathed a sigh of relief until he remembered that Levi was approaching him.
“You promised you’d play video games with me tonight,” the Avatar of Envy reminded him. “We’ve been planning this all week. You’re not backing out now, even if I have to drag you there kicking and screaming, you normie.”
Satan rolled his eyes. “‘Normie’? Seriously?”
“You have five seconds to walk out that door of your own accord.”
“Levi, I’m not playing games with you. I have studying to do, plus there’s this really good book I’m in the middle of—”
Levi descended on him. “Time’s up!”
“Aha! G-Get off, gehehehehehet off!” Satan snickered, trying to push his older brother away. “Nohohohoho! I’m nohohohohot gohohohohoing!”
“We’ll see how long you can last against Leviathan’s pit of tickle torture!” Levi chuckled right along with him, adopting an overdramatic voice as he plunged his fingers deeper into his brother’s ribs and underarms.
“Ahahahahahaha nohohohohohoho! You jeheheheheheherk! You’re suhuhuhuhuhuch an idiot – AHA!! NOHOHOHOHOHO!! WAIT!!”
Levi found purchase in his incredibly sensitive armpits and dug in with everything he had. “All you have to do is play video games with me like you promised, dear elder brother. Then it’ll all be over~”
Satan hated himself for how loudly he shrieked with laughter, wiggling and struggling against Levi until he finally had no strength left to do anything but crumple to the floor and submit. “FINE!! YOU WIN, YOU WIHIHIHIHIHIHIN!! I’LL DO IT, OKAHAHAHAHAHY?! STAHAHAHAHAP!!”
Levi stilled his hands but didn’t remove them. His eyes became hard as stone. “You’d better not be lying to me again, or there will be tickle hell to pay.”
“Shut up,” Satan muttered, but he shuddered at the threat all the same. “I’ll do it, all right? G-Get your hands out of there.”
In the end, both brothers had more fun than they thought they would with the way the night unfolded.
*
9) Lee Barbatos, Ler Diavolo
“My lord, I must insist that you let me handle this,” Barbatos said firmly, all but physically dragging Diavolo away from the new mirror that was being installed in his wardrobe. “I cannot allow you to hurt yourself.”
“It’s not that heavy, and you looked like you could use the help. Please?” Diavolo asked, giving his butler his best puppy dog eyes. “I promise all I’ll do is hold it in place so you can attach it.”
Barbatos frowned, but technically speaking he was supposed to obey the young lord, so with a heavy sigh, he acquiesced. (It definitely was not because of those eyes.) “Very well. But please do not attempt anything else.”
Diavolo grinned. “Great! Let’s get started.”
At first, things went smoothly. True to his word, the demon prince did nothing more than hold the ornately carved, gold-rimmed mirror still while Barbatos worked on installing it, one screw at a time. In fact, all the way up until they both stepped back to admire it, everything went fine.
But then – through some cursed magic or other – the screws on the left side all popped out at once and it began to swing forward. Both Barbatos and Diavolo reached to grab it, and while the former was successful, the latter only succeeded in gripping his butler’s wrist, hard.
Barbatos let out the tiniest “ouch” Diavolo had ever heard in his life. If they hadn’t been in such close proximity he would have missed it.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, my lord,” Barbatos replied, calm as ever, seemingly unbothered. “Are you injured?”
“Forget me. You said ‘ouch.’”
“My lord?”
Diavolo quirked a brow at him. “Let me see your wrist.”
“I am fine—”
“Barbatos.”
The butler hesitated. Then he shook his head slowly. “My lord, I assure you, I’m—”
“Suit yourself.” Diavolo turned his friend around and pushed him against the very mirror they’d been attempting to hang up, pinning him while trying to pull his glove off and sleeve up. Barbatos struggled, but the demon prince was nothing if not determined.
“Ah! M-My lord!” Barbatos protested, biting his lip but unable to hide his smile. “Don’t!”
“Quit fighting me and I won’t,” Diavolo chuckled, squeezing his ribs a second time.
Barbatos squeaked, catching sight of his own grinning face in the mirror as he squirmed. “Plehehease, I’m nohot injured!”
“I’d like to find out for myself, thank you, Barbatos.” Finally Diavolo managed to get the glove off to inspect his wrist. Satisfied that there was no bruising, he nodded and let his arm go…only to dig viscously into his butler’s ribs from behind. “This is for being uncooperative.”
“Aiieeee!” Barbatos shrieked before slapping a hand over his mouth, muffling his now unstoppable giggles. His free hand gripped Diavolo’s arm. “Mmhmhm! M-My l-lahahahahahaha!”
Diavolo beamed at his butler’s crumbling composure. “Look in the mirror, Barbatos. See how nice your smile is? I think I want to see it a little longer…”
*
10) Lee Satan, Ler Lucifer
One minute Satan was walking beside him, and the next he wasn’t.
Lucifer turned, startled, as his younger brother was suddenly grabbed by the wall he was walking past, the bricks coming alive to hold his arms and pin him in place.
“What the – now what?!” Satan grumbled, more than fed up with this stupid game.
Once again, Levi had bought a game that came alive as soon as you started it up, and it had sucked all of the brothers and the two angels and humans inside to play it out. Unfortunately for them it was a horror game, and they were in a haunted house that was more like a labyrinth, each of them having been split up into teams without their consent.
Of course, as luck would have it, Satan had been paired with Lucifer of all demons.
Now he struggled against the wall, but it was quite literally like trying to fight off a ton of bricks. He leveled a glare at Lucifer, who was observing the situation with a calm, assessing air. “Well? Are you going to just stand there or are you going to get me out of this?”
Lucifer smirked. “Perhaps I should leave you. It would be quieter, and I might be able to find my way out without you taking wrong turns like you clearly did just now.”
Before Satan could spit out a reply, a chime sounded from above his head. He glanced up but couldn’t read whatever was on the screen above him – their next obstacle to overcome before being allowed to move on.
Lucifer quirked a brow. “Well.”
“What is it?” Satan asked. “Whatever it is, just get it over with and get me out of here.”
“I’m not sure you’ll be pleased to know this,” the oldest brother said as he moved toward the blonde, “but it says it requires one minute of…laughter to free you from your prison.”
Satan frowned. “Laughter? How…?” But before he could finish the question, Lucifer had started digging his fingers into his unprotected ribs. The Avatar of Wrath tried to struggle, but again it was useless. A smile tugged at his lips without his permission. “Hehehey! Don’t! Whahahahat are you—?!”
Lucifer glanced up at the screen and hummed. “Well, what do you know? The timer is counting down. I suppose I’ll have to continue.”
“Nohohohoho! Wahahahahait—!” Satan giggled, trying and failing to kick his legs and deter his annoying older brother. “Stohohohohop! This isn’t fahahahahair!”
“And yet we must get out of here, mustn’t we?”
“Luhuhuhuhucifer!”
“Surely you can handle just a minute of tickling, little brother,” Lucifer teased with a smile that Satan hated down to his core.
“I’ll gehehehehet you for this!” he squealed, tossing his head back and hitting it against the wall when Lucifer found a particularly good spot between his bottom two ribs. “Gahahahahahaha! I swear! I’ll gehehehehehet you bahahahahahahack, Lucifer…!”
*
11) Lee Solomon, Ler Asmo
“Are you blushing?” Asmodeus asked incredulously, staring at the pink stain in Solomon’s cheeks with wonder. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen the human sorcerer blush before.
“No,” Solomon muttered, shifting nervously on the couch, running his fingers over the corner of his mouth where Asmo had just wiped a little chocolate away. “That was just…unexpected.”
Asmo stared a little longer, then broke into a huge smile and cooed, “Aww, was that a little too romantic for you?” The darkening blush on the human’s face was the only answer the demon needed. He chuckled and poked his side. “How cute!”
Solomon twitched, scooting away from the overzealous demon. “It’s not…” Then another poke made him giggle quietly, and he covered his mouth even as he mumbled, “Would you stop already?”
But Asmo’s eyes were wide with excited curiosity. He gasped. “Are you ticklish?”
“I…! W-Wait, don’t get any ideas – Asmo!” Solomon fell back against the arm of the couch as the demon lunged forward, straddling his lap and squeezing up and down his sides playfully. “Nohohoho!”
“You are ticklish! How adorable! Humans are so sensitive~” Asmo teased, giggling along with him. “Aww, tickle, tickle!”
Solomon snorted, and the sound was so abrupt and unexpected and utterly, crushingly endearing that Asmo couldn’t help but blush a little himself now. He watched as the human sorcerer gripped his wrists and squirmed beneath him, snickering under his breath like he was trying to hide it, and all of a sudden he felt such love for the man beneath him bubbling up in his chest it surprised even the Avatar of Lust himself.
“Come on, where’s your laugh, Solomon? Huh?” He traveled further up, squeezing and kneading his ribs next, but moving back down to his sides and pinching them sporadically seemed to be an even better technique, because it caused Solomon to tip his head back and begin to laugh in earnest, his face so dark red Asmo only wanted to play with him more.
“Stohohohohop,” Solomon pleaded, another snort slipping out of him, desperately trying to push Asmo away. “Plehehehease, no tihihihihickling!”
“Oh~?” Asmo giggled, slowing to a stop as requested and allowing the sorcerer to catch his breath before leaning forward so he was just inches away from his face. “Would you rather do something else?”
Solomon’s eyes went wide. He fell back against the cushions. “That’s not what I meant, but…I guess…?”
Asmo decided right then and there that he was falling very much in love with this witty human sorcerer, and he sealed that realization with a quick kiss to Solomon’s cheek. “Anything for you, beautiful~”
*
12) Lee Levi, Ler Asmo
Levi had been thrilled when he convinced Asmo to watch this anime with him. It had great storytelling and character development, and he loved the art, too. For his brother’s sake, he’d gushed about how cute the characters were and how he could probably get some inspiration from them for his wardrobe or makeup or whatever – and it had worked! He was ecstatic!
…until that scene came up.
Honestly, he’d forgotten about that scene. The one where the girls were talking about who they liked and got into a huge tickle fight over it. Everything was going so well until that scene.
Beside him, Asmo giggled the longer the scene went on. “I wonder if humans really do this kind of thing to find out who each other likes? Do you think we should test it on…”
Asmo was looking at him now. Seeing his dark red blush. Seeing how rigid he was.
Crap.
“Levi?”
“Nothing!”
“I…didn’t even say anything yet—”
“I said it’s nothing!”
Asmo frowned at him, grabbing the remote to pause the anime. Unfortunately it was paused on a close-up of one of the girls’ laughing faces. Why him?
“You look really uncomfortable. What’s going on? I thought you loved this anime. You wouldn’t shut up about it.”
“I do love it!” Now Levi felt the need to defend himself and his beloved show. “It’s great! The characters—”
Asmo waved a hand. “Yes, yes, I’ve heard it all already. But if you love it, why do you look so…upset?”
Levi gulped. He dared a glance at Asmo. His younger brother was looking at him with genuine concern and curiosity, and somehow that made all of this worse. He quickly darted his eyes away and shifted in his seat.
“It’s…this scene,” he admitted finally, in a voice so quiet Asmo had to lean in to hear him.
“This scene? What about it?”
“I wish…” Levi shied away from him and covered his eyes, rushing out the last words so fast they blurred together. “Iwishthatwasme.”
Asmo was quiet for a minute.
Then he let out a soft cooing noise that put Levi on high alert.
“Aww~ You wanna get tickled, Levi? Why didn’t you just say so?”
The Avatar of Envy blushed even harder, whining. “Don’t say it like that!”
But Asmo wasn’t listening anymore. He dove forward, fingers deep in his sides, and Levi sputtered like a sprinkler before tossing his head back and giggling hysterically, unable to hide how excited he was that he hadn’t been made fun of. Hadn’t had to provoke or beg for it.
“Ooh, look how ticklish you are! I bet I can make you squeal like those anime girls, big brother~”
Levi shook his head through his cackling. “Dohohohohon’t sahahahahay that!”
Asmo tsked. “Fine, you don’t want me to talk? Just laugh for me then, cutie!”
Levi succumbed to his fate and did just that.
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Teen Toddler (lee!Oikawa ler!Iwaizumi)
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Mora Trails (lee!Zhongli ler!Childe)
Christmas Prompt #8 (lee!aether lers!Bennett, Albedo, Amber & Eula)
Where Did You Hide My Book? (Lee!Hu Tao Ler!Yanfei)
A Year To Remember (Switches!Albedo & Klee)
My Little Kabuto (Lee!Reader Ler!Itto)
Our One & Oni (Lee!Itto Lers!Childe & Thoma)
Silly Churl, Giggle Girl (Lee!Yanfei Ler!Hu Tao)
(Lee!Reader Ler!Venti because I didn't name it😭)
Lupical? (Lee!Razor ler!Itto)
Electro Therapy (Lee!Reader Lers!Baal & Yae Miko)
Final Gambit (Lee!Childe/Tartaglia Ler!Aether, Lumine & Paimon)
Lovebirds (Lee!Diluc Ler!Reader)
Obey Me
(Lee!Belphie Ler!Beelzebub also unnamed😭)
A Sorcerer's Way (Lee!Simeon Ler!Solomon)
Take A Break! (Lee!Barbatos Ler!Diavolo)
A Books Embrace (Lee!Satan Ler!Reader)
Dororo
Cactus (Lee!Hyakkimaru ler!Dororo)
Pjsekai
Kitchi-kitchi-cure! (Lee!Rui lers!Tuskasa, Nene & Emu)
Stage Fright (Lee!Reader Ler!Emu)
Toilet Bound Hanako Kun
Ticklish? Here? (Lee!Hanako Ler!Yashiro)
Demon Slayer
Massage Madness (Lee!Muichiro Ler!Tanjiro)
(Lee!Sanemi Lers!Tengen & Shinobu)
Adding more soon!!
#ratty writes#ratty's masterpost#pjsekai#pjsekai tickle#Dororo tickle#genshin impact tickling#genshin impact tickle#genshin tickle#genshin tickling#haikyuu tickling#haikyuu!! tickle#haikyuu tickle
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HC TIME :D
Simeon. The embodiment of what patience and happiness looks and sounds like. He’s known for keeping a calm and relaxed mind, while also attempting to also keep everybody happy at all times!
Satan on the other hand… bit of a grump. Of course, he is the demon of anger and wrath after all, so it can be a lil bit difficult to have him in a “positive” attitude, unless he’s around a cat or MC of course.
Eventually, Simeon gets a little bit tired of Satans attitude bringing down the mood, so he tries to cheer him up a bit! Via laughter, of course. After a long tickle session, Satan gets convinced that he needs to be happier around the group, and if he isn’t, Simeon will just wiggle his fingers in his general direction and boom! Happy Satan!!!
(also ps I hc that simeons secret weapon is raspberries/nibbles but he calls them angel kisses :3)
OMG SATAN TICKLESS AAAAA like u have no idea how happy it made me to see this in my inbox it made me grin like an idiot 😭 this world needs more lee saTAN!!!!!!
and god do i love simeon but the ler energy that radiates off that man??? he gives me the vibe of someone who, if he reeeeally wants to, can absolutely DESTROY you. he does with luke all the time, but despite his angel buddy being such an easy target, he still figures, why not try this same thing on some demons?? mans is brave as hell if you ask me xD
but hey it works!! p soon he finds out that all the bros are ticklish and exactly where and shows NO MERCY AT ALL!! & with satan?? he's particularly ruthless, because he knows that in order to not have his head ripped clean off, he needs to thoroughly exhaust the fourth born. which means gently kneading against less sensitive areas first (light tickles work wonders on him) before digging straight into the spots that really make him scream, like the backs of his knees, thighs, and hips!! (at least that's my hc for his sensitive spots lmao) perhaps he'll even find he doesn't even need to pin him because he'll be so incapacitated from the attack that he won't even try to fight back !!!!
AND ANGEL KISSES AAAAA I LOVE IT 😭 raspberries work wonders on satan imo, just the ghost of one along his stomach or his thigh and even nibbles on his ribs will just. destroy him immediately and he'll fall right into silent laughter skdjfhsdkjh
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Masterlist - 3 sentence fics
I decided to do a little masterlist of these, as you know not all of them are actually 3 sentence fics but more like drabble hehe
Also, as a little disclaimer, in this case "character/character" doesn't mean it's a romantic fic, it's just a way to identify the ler, so you can see it as "Ler/Lee"
Last update: 15.09.22
Genshin Impact
Thoma/Ayato - tummy
Aether/Albedo - thighs
Zhongli/Childe - armpits
Kokomi/Gorou - feet
Xinqiu/Chongyun - back
Aether/Albedo - diamond mark
Haikyuu!!
Tsukishima/Yamaguchi - waist & sides
Oikawa/Kageyama - armpits
Tsukishima/Kuroo - sides, ribs, chest, etc
Kuroo/Matsukawa - neck
Daichi/Sugawara - tummy
Matsukawa/Kuroo - armpits
Kuroo/Daichi - thighs
Kuroo/Kenma - tummy
Kimetsu no Yaiba
Hinatsuru, Makio, Suna/Tengen - armpits
Mo Dao Zu Shi
Wei WuXian/Wen Ning - tummy
Nie MingJue/Lan XiChen - armpits
Obey me!
Lucifer/Levi - hips & armpits
Lucifer/Beel - sides & tummy
Simeon/Reader - tummy
Mammon/Satan - ribs
Sekaiichi Hatsukoi
Takano/Ritsu - neck & ribs
Tears of Themis
Reader/Luke - tummy
Artem/Reader - feet
Marius/Reader - thighs
Artem/Reader - armpit
The raven cycle
Ronan/Gansey - back
Yuri!!! On ice
Victor/Yuuri - thighs
Yuuri/Victor - armpits
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oh, i understand this, i personally like to write both. and i'm getting my fics from tktober done. and i got only one prompt done that is lee simeon and ler reader. i was inspired by kwaiibb's drawing for this one.
aaa!!! I love that piece of art I know who you’re talking ab. Lee!simeon is a gift to us all haha
Hope your fic turns out well and you have a fun time with tickletober! I still haven’t gotten any prompts yet but I have some in mind so I’m excited :D
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Pablo Barrios, meio-campista do Atlético de Madrid
Durante os 11 anos de Simeone como treinador do Atlético de Madrid, surgiram muitos jovens jogadores talentosos. E Pablo Barrios é um deles.
Este jovem jogador pode mostrar sua energia em todas as apresentações e tem um forte desejo de atacar. Tudo isso decorre de seu espírito competitivo e forte competitividade. Além disso, Barrios também é bom em cooperar com seus companheiros. Na partida da Copa del Rey contra o Real Oviedo em janeiro, Barrios, vestindo a Camisola Do Atlético Madrid, completou um gol com a cooperação de Molina Na cooperação seguinte, ele ajudou o time faz gols.
Barrios ainda é muito jovem e inexperiente, mas não há dúvida de que seu potencial indica que pode alcançar as conquistas de grandes estrelas. Como disse Simeone: "A idade de um jogador não é importante, o importante é que ele possa ler o jogo e manter seu próprio estilo de jogo." Barrios está cumprindo um pouco seu talento, e espero ver isso em jogos futuros. nova estrela trabalhou duro para a Equipamento Atlético Madrid que vestia.
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Hihi, may I request Solomon & Barbatos hcs for if you tell them you’re part of the tk community? (preferably as a lee but up to you ^^ ) I love your hcs dhshjsbssksm
If you’re not interested though I totally get it ^^ have a nice day :DD
YESSSSS OF COURSE
and you might be aware of this but I also did hcs for the seven brothers for this on my previous blog (linked here and here)
I’m going to expand your request to do the rest of the dateables :3
How the Dateables would React to you Being in the Community
Solomon
you already know he is going to be so smug
I have a fic planned out for this sorcerer along the lines of this heheheeee
Now that he knows he can test potions out on you? He will add more tickle ones to the mix
And of course, he has to teach you tickle spells as his apprentice in nightbringer
He will totally embarrass you in front of the brothers and during class
Loves to hold it over your head
“I’ll tickle you if you don’t. Oh wait! You wouldn’t mind that, would you? Treat it as an incentive, hm?”
will make you ask
Hes not one to give gentle or soft tickles unless you ask for them
Prefers to wreck you
I can see him being a lee? But not for long
if you want to tickle him you have to catch him in a good mood
You’re getting got either way but he will be less mean
Barbatos
ohohoho
now this one is interesting :)
you see barbatos has an interesting little power that allows him to see and transport himself into different timelines
Which I think is very interesting hmmm yes
And through extensive talking with a certain someone I love to bully (you know who you are)
I think he would use this to his advantage
you see
He sees many outcomes of situations
One day when diavolo and you get in a tickle fight at the castle and he is quietly observing
he sees avenues of the future, many of which include you not telling him to stop, and one where you tell him that you don’t mind the tickles, you actually like them
this puts a smile on his face, the sweet human just got even sweeter
but he’ll keep this to himself for now
Until you two are alone, perhaps strolling through the gardens or having afternoon tea
he won’t talk to you about it, just teasingly poke you or run his tail up your spine while you’re sitting next to him
And when you finally tell him
“I already know, MC, no need to be embarrased”
also there is definitely some freaking dungeon in the castle, if ever you are in the mood for intense tks (but you won’t have to tell him, he’ll just know :3)
and so the rest of the devildom won’t hear you cackling
because barbatos loves to keep you all to himself, his precious little human <3
Diavolo
“Oh my god, you too?”
listen
he’s so touch starved okay
like
Everyone is always either intimidated, afraid, or think they aren’t on the same level as him
And he didn’t have the most caring childhood
his closest friends are barbatos and lucifer, and he practically has to force lucifer to call him by his first name
so when you come around? All smiles and hugs and affection
He can’t get enough
And one day you are having a sleepover and a tickle fight turns one sided and you aren’t fighting back
he’s just tickling your favorite spot with one hand and you’re dying and melting on the floor
and he lets up, but you don’t exactly want him to
and his heart breaks because you are just the cutest little thing in the universe and he’s so lucky you were the one that he picked for the exchange program and-
he gives you the biggest hug and gives you gentle tickles, right before you pinch his hips and get him back
and he loves it just as much as you do
Simeon
SWITCH CODED
OML
personally I see lee leaning switch
But he is a surprisingly good ler
Has had lots of practice with his brothers
and you cannot tell me
His little outfit
with his hips exposed
solomon and luke take advantage of that so much
also writing a fic ab him because he’s so CUTE
he is LITERALLY an angel his laugh is so pretty
when you get ler moods
and he sees that little look in your eye and your fingers twitch
he gets the dumbest grin on his face and bolts
he is so fun to tickle you cannot change my mind and he lets you do it because you love it so much
sorry brainrot ahem
as a ler he finds it absolutely adorable that you love being tickled
so teasy
but in the kindest way possible
sooooooooooo many compliments
“You’re doing so good! Can you handle it if I get youuuuuu here? What sweet sounds! You must be having so much fun, Angel!”
and also he gives you lots of cuddles and hugs after of course
#bee writes#honey#buzz#sfw tickles#sfw tickle community#obey me fluff#obey me tickles#ler!simeon#lee!simeon#ler!diavolo#lee!diavolo#ler!barbatos#ler!solomon#anon ask
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If your still doing requests maybe ler!Belphie and lee!Beel: Belphie trying to keep Beel quite about a prank he wants to pull on Lucifer :0
i really liked writing this one :D
sorry for the wait, i hope you like it!
BELPHIE X BEEL (PLATONIC) TICKLE FIC
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“Don’t you dare snitch to Lucifer, Beel. I won’t forgive you if you do!”
The twins were in their room, Belphie defensively blocking the door to prevent Beel from going out. Earlier today, he had tried once again to pull a prank on Lucifer, this time by leaving a bucket of water on top of the eldest’s office door. Surprisingly, the Avatar of Pride fell for the simple hoax and ended up wet from head to toe. Unfortunately for himself, Lucifer was running on 2 hours of sleep that day, overloaded with work and stress, and happened to let his guard down. Something you should never do in the House of Lamentation.
Safe to say, he was fuming, trying to find whoever pulled that prank on him. If Belphie was found out, he knew nothing good would come out of it, which is why he was desperately trying to keep Beelzebub from telling the truth to their darling older brother.
“But Belphie, Mammon ended up getting blamed…That’s not fair for him.” Beel objected, staring at Belphegor with apologetic eyes. The younger twin huffed angrily, shooting his brother yet another glare. Since when did Beel stand up for Mammon?
“Why do you suddenly want to defend Mammon?! Who cares if that idiot gets in trouble, he’s probably hiding something from Lucifer and would’ve gotten punished anyway.”
“Well, he gave me a BLT sandwich he got from Simeon today…Those are my favorite.” Beel explained with a smile, his stomach rumbling just from the thought.
Belphie felt panic rise in his stomach. He knew that when Beel was bribed with food, it was over. Nothing he could say would make the Avatar of Gluttony change his mind, and Belphie desperately racked his brain for another idea.
Suddenly, it hit him.
“Beel…If you say anything to Lucifer, I’m going to tickle you.”
There was a pause. Beelzebub stared at Belphegor, a surprised expression adorned on his face.
“Don’t make me do it, Beel.” Belphie threatened, causing his twin to take a few steps back.
Beelzebub was looking at Belphegor nervously, as if weighing options in his head. He was aware that his twin knew about all of his worst spots, and getting tickled by him would be torture. But on the other hand, he didn't want to betray Mammon...
While Beel was lost in thought, Belphie sprung into action, catching the redhead by surprise when all 10 of Belphie's fingers dug into his sides.
The effect was instant, Beel broke out into sweet laughter, trying to pry Belphie's hands away without hurting him. The purple-haired demon smiled victoriously, knowing that Beel was too focused trying not to kick him to escape.
“Behelphie! Ahahaha!”
Hearing his twin’s genuine laugh brought a smile to Belphie’s face. It’s been a while since they messed around like this, just pure lighthearted fun. After their fall from grace things seemed to be more tense around them, so seeing his twin laugh happily made Belphie laugh along. He switched from Beel’s sides to his stomach and ribs, and the redhead’s giggles turned into full on belly laughter.
“GYAHAHAH! BEHEHELPHIE PLEAHAHASE! Stahahap!”
Tears of mirth filled Beel’ eyes, along with a blush. In reality, he didn’t mind being tickled by his brothers at all, especially Belphie. He, too, missed these fun moments they used to share and was more than happy to let go of the tension and laugh freely.
“Hehe, Beel, I forgot how ticklish you are. I’ll stop only if you promise not to tell Lucifer!”
“Tell me what?”
…Uh-oh.
#tickle fanfic#tickles#tickle community#obey me tickle#obey me#ticklish!beel#short ficlet#answered ask#heheeh
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Howdy! Hope you’re having a wonderful day! Can you to tickle head cannons for Barbatos and Simeon please?
[Hey hey, anon! My day was a (literal) pain, but I'm hoping tomorrow is better! And I hope yours is great too!]
[As for the request, you got it! 👍]
[I'm doing ler and lee for both!]
Barbatos & Simeon Tickle Headcanons:
Lee + Barbatos:
- he may give you the vibe that he's not ticklish at all
- but he actually really is!! (especially on his stomach)
- he has an 7.5/10 ticklishness
- he has a smooth-sounding laugh with some little gasps if you tickle his stomach
- he'll get all blushy when you tickle him, and will try to defend himself at first
- but he trusts you and will loosen up so you can tickle him some more
Ler + Barbatos:
- he isn't a ler very often
- but he likes to be with you
- he would like to test different kinds of feathers on you as well as use his hands
- if you're lucky, he might even take off his gloves so you can feel his smooth fingers wiggling against you
- he isn't very teasing, but he whip out a small one here and there that always makes your face turn red
- he loves hearing your laugh when he's able to, it makes him very happy
Lee + Simeon:
- whooo boy, he is one ticklish angel!
- he is super ticklish! tickle his sides, and he instantly laughs (and he may squirm)!
- has a 9.5/10 ticklishness!
- he actually enjoys being a lee if it's you doing it or Luke
- his laugh is so c u t e
- and being tickled makes him happy, so please tickle him!
Ler + Simeon:
- he's a pretty experienced ler, especially with Luke (they often get in tickle fights)
- 100% is the "tickle tickle tickle!" kind of teaser
- he laughs along with you and it's so precious hsbshf-
-will use his wings to tickle you if he can (cuz they have feathers :>)
- he will jump from one place to the next, so be warned
- also you should run when he makes a face knowing he wants to tickle you
[I hope these were good, anon!]
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Massage and Unwind (Obey Me!)
Summary: Simeon goes to Barbatos for a neck massage, but he’s far too tense for the butler to do his job properly...
A/N: Remember the lee Simeon/ler Barbatos brainrot I had a while ago? This is the result of that! They’re such a rare combination that I really wanted to write something with the two of them. I’m really happy with how it turned out! Enjoy!
Word Count: 1,621
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To say that Simeon was embarrassed to ask Barbatos for a favor of this nature was an understatement. In fact, if he hadn’t been in so much discomfort he never would have considered it. He didn’t like the idea of asking his friends for favors like this, but especially when said friend was a butler by trade. He didn’t want to be just another person who wanted Barbatos’ help without paying him back somehow.
Well, he reassured himself as he awkwardly took a seat in front of the demon, he would find a way to thank him properly later.
“Try to relax,” Barbatos said in his ever-calm voice, gently placing his hands on Simeon’s shoulders.
Simeon closed his eyes and tried to force his muscles to loosen up. In his mind’s eye, he saw the events leading up to this moment.
Somewhere along the line, his neck had started hurting. It got to the point where he could hardly turn his head without it feeling sore in some way. Then the pain spread to his shoulders, and he constantly found himself wishing he could just lie down and sleep it off. After a couple of days of this Luke suggested talking to Asmodeus, who in turn suggested Barbatos because – in Asmo’s words – the butler was simply the best at giving neck and shoulder massages.
So here he was.
“Where are you experiencing the most discomfort?” Barbatos asked him now, bringing him back to the present moment.
Simeon rolled his shoulders a little and hissed, bringing his hands up to point out the affected spots. “Mostly here, where my neck meets my shoulders. Also just my neck in general.”
Barbatos softly pressed his thumbs into Simeon’s skin, feeling out the area. “How long has this been bothering you?”
“A couple of days.”
“Why didn’t you come to me sooner? I’m always happy to be of service.”
Simeon winced at the phrasing. “I feel kind of awkward asking for help. Especially you, since, you know. You help everyone all the time.”
“I am happy to do so,” Barbatos said, sounding sincere. “Did Solomon try any healing spells?”
“Solomon is in the human world at the moment on an errand.”
“Ah.” Barbatos seemed to finish up his inspection and began pressing and kneading in earnest. “Please tell me if anything is too painful for you. And do try to relax if you can.”
Simeon hadn’t realized he’d gone tense again. He nodded and let out a long sigh, willing his body to melt into the chair. The last thing he wanted was to make Barbatos’ job harder.
“Is there something troubling you, Simeon?”
The angel was surprised by the question, but he really shouldn’t have been. Not only did Barbatos help everyone all the time, he always seemed to know everything, too.
“Not particularly,” he said at last. “I guess I’m just a little more stressed than usual.”
“Classes?”
“The spells we’re learning—” Simeon hissed in pain when a particular bundle of nerves was kneaded. Barbatos offered an apology and lightened his touch with ease. “I’m well acquainted with the kind that are meant to offer peace of mind, but…”
Barbatos hummed knowingly. “You struggle with the ones meant to do some kind of harm?”
“Yeah.”
“Understandable, as it is not typically in an angel’s nature to wish such a thing.” The butler paused in his ministrations. “I am going to change tactics for a moment, if I may.”
“Of course.”
To Simeon’s surprise, Barbatos began running his fingers through the angel’s hair from the base of his skull up to his forehead, then starting over and doing it again. The action sent an explosion of pleasant tingles down Simeon’s spine, relaxing him far more than the attempted massage had.
“Whoaaaa,” he breathed, eyes fluttering closed on their own.
Barbatos sounded pleased. “Does it feel good?”
Simeon noticed with mild embarrassment that he had goosebumps. “Yeah.”
“You seemed to be having trouble relaxing,” the butler told him matter-of-factly, “so I decided to try a relaxation technique that is popular in the human realm.”
“Sorry I’m so tense,” Simeon replied, wincing again.
“It’s quite all right. That’s why you’re here, is it not?”
After another couple of minutes of Barbatos silently running his fingers through Simeon’s hair, he nodded to himself in a satisfied manner and went even further down, starting his ascent from the base of Simeon’s neck, hoping to initiate another round of pleasant tingles in his angelic friend.
“Now that you seem more relaxed, perhaps we can try—”
Simeon suddenly scrunched up his shoulders, letting out a quiet huff before groaning as a wave of pain hit him even harder after having been in such a relaxed state.
“Apologies,” Barbatos said. “I didn’t think I was being too rough, but…”
“No, you weren’t,” Simeon told him, forcing his shoulders back down. “It just tickled at first, but when I reacted suddenly it hurt again. It was my fault.”
“Your neck is that sensitive?” Barbatos inquired, sounding genuinely curious. He gently ran his fingertips up the angel’s neck once more, again pulling out a little chuckle, though Simeon forced his shoulders not to scrunch this time. “I was just massaging you there and it didn’t seem to bother you.”
Simeon felt the tips of his ears turn pink. “It’s only the lighter touches that get me there, really.”
Barbatos smiled. “I see.” He repeated the gesture again, and again Simeon reacted, clenching his fists rather than risk pinching a nerve in his neck. The butler paused for a moment. “Well, as we’re on the subject…”
The light, fluttering touches to his sides surprised Simeon so much he sat bolt upright in the chair, giggles spilling past his lips, though he slapped a hand over his mouth to try and stop them.
“Why do you cover all parts of your body except for your sides? They are wide open.”
Why did Simeon do that? “I…I don’t knohohow,” he replied through a helpless snicker, falling back in his seat when Barbatos’s fingers began to “walk” around to the front and probe at the tiny sliver of belly his outfit revealed on either side. “I nehehever thought about ihihit.”
“It certainly provides ease of access should someone wish to tickle you.”
Simeon let out a tiny, desperate kind of noise, one hand pressed to his mouth while the other reached back and grabbed the butler’s upper arm.
Barbatos was smiling openly now, encouraged by Simeon’s lack of fighting spirit. He began kneading into his open sides as he had his neck just minutes before, drawing out one muffled, bubbly giggle after another, the angel squirming in his seat only enough to relieve some of the ticklish feeling, not escape it entirely.
Gradually the butler began to climb upwards, fingers prodding closer to the base of Simeon’s ribs. Just a couple of centimeters from the bottom one, the hand covering his mouth flew up to grab his other arm so that the angel was snickering without restraint, grasping his friend for support all the while.
At this point, Barbatos couldn’t help the tiny chuckle that escaped him as well. “Well, now,” he said lightly, teasingly. “Does this tickle?”
Simeon would hide his face under the covers for a week after the whine he accidentally let slip at that moment.
“I see. So if I were to move a little higher…” The butler did just that, slowly, torturously slowly, spreading out his fingers so his thumbs were brushing Simeon’s back while his fingertips began a slow, purposeful dig into his lower ribs.
The angel squealed, shooting upright again, hands flying down to grab Barbatos’ wrists at last. “Ah! N-No, wait—!”
“Tickles, hmm?” Barbatos teased, throwing all pretense out the window, digging in with a vigor that made the angel explode into unabashed laughter.
“Ehehehehehehehehehe! Ahahahahahahaha, nohohoho, Bahahaharbatohohohohos!” Simeon fell back in the chair again, clawing desperately at the fingers tickling one of his weakest spots, smile bright and full and too happy to be embarrassed. “Nohohohohohot thehehehehehere!”
“Oh?” Barbatos chuckled again. “Would you like me to tickle you somewhere else?”
“Gahahahaha, no! J-Juhuhuhuhust—!”
“Feeling relaxed yet, Simeon? Will you trust me? Will you let me help you without feeling awkward around me?”
Busted. Simeon tried to reassure his friend, “I dohohohon’t feel awkwahahahard! I juhuhuhuhust hahahahate to mahahahake you do sohohohohomething like thihihihis!”
“It is my pleasure to be of service to you, my young lord, and all of our friends.” Barbatos leaned down to speak directly into his ear as he tickled with even more precise movements. “Perhaps a bit more of this will convince you?”
“Nohohohohohohoho! I gehehehehehet it!”
“But you seem to be enjoying yourself, and I do enjoy ensuring that you have a good time~”
Simeon was so flustered he simply couldn’t take it anymore, so he frantically slapped his hand over Barbatos’ tickling ones, submitting entirely. “Plehehehehease, I belieheheheheheve you, Barbatos!”
At last the demon butler stopped tickling, immediately going back to massaging Simeon’s neck now that the angel was far less tense than he’d been at the start of all this. Poor Simeon had no chance whatsoever of stopping the appreciative groan he let out, feeling the discomfort in his muscles practically evaporate under Barbatos’ touch.
“Please feel free to rest your head if you wish,” Barbatos said, and this time, Simeon didn’t stop himself from letting his friend guide him on the path to recovery from all of the stress and tension that had brought him here in the first place.
“Thank you, Barbatos,” he murmured contentedly, melting into his seat much faster this time.
Barbatos’ smile was evident in his reply. “It is my genuine pleasure.”
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ALSO CAN J JUST SAY IF REQUESTS ARE OPEN MAY I REQUEST OBEY WITH LEE!SIMEON AND A LER OF UR CHOICE THANKS BUDD
A Sorcerer's Way
🌸AAAAAAA SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG ALEX, I've been busy then I got really sick (and still am ajzhha) but much better, I hope you enjoy this, sorry if it's a little too short!
As the holiday's washed by in Devildom, within the Purgatory Hall, two young angel's and a sorcerer had chatted whilst watching show's on their D.D.D's, it was relaxing for a matter of time, until Luke made a rather bored whine, "It's so boring!" Whined the young angel, earning the attention of both Simeon and Solomon.
"Oh? If you're that bored, then.." Solomon smirked, earning a nervous gasp as Luke got up to run, only to be caught by the snow white haired male, "You see, I taught myself a new spell, and it may or may not make you a bit.. giggly."
And as he said that, the new spell was casted, some hands digging into the blondes side's and ribs, earning loud, childlike laughter to pour out of his throat. As that happened, Simeon couldn't help but feel his face heat up, he looked at his reflection in the D.D.D and saw just how flustered he really was.
Was it Solomon's relentless teasing and pokes that got him to feel like this, or Luke's obvious joyful laughter as those merciless hands kept digging for gold, perhaps it was both?
He thought to himself, turning to attention to the two with such a reddened face.
"-meon, Simeon, you look like you have a fever, are you okay? Hello!" Luke waved his hand over his face, making Simeon finally snap out of it, "Hm? Oh, no, sorry, I just spaced out for a moment is all hahah!" He reclaimed, watching as Luke's expression went from worried to concerned, "Simeon, please tell us what's wrong." He said, wrapping his arms around Simeon's left one, nuzzling into his forearm, Simeon loved this childish side to him, it made him feel more like an elder brother figure, and Luke was oblivious to that.
Solomon then butted in, "Luke, have you ever considered that poor Simeon might be a bit.. flustered or perhaps even jealous that he hasn't gotten any.." He waited for Luke to fill in the blank, watching as the gear's in his brain functioned, "Oh! Simeon want's to be tick-"
"You know what, I just remembered, I should go make sure MC is o-EEP!"
Oh no, why was I figured out now.
He thought, before feeling Luke's nimble, small finger's get into his underarms, "Hey, now it's convenient why his so revealed!" Luke smiled sweetly, unintentionally teasing the taller angel, to Solomon's amusement, Simeon didn't try to stop Luke, perhaps because his still young, but nevertheless, it was an amusing sight for the sorcerer.
"Luke, try kneading there, as if you are kneading some dough." Solomon helped out, Luke smiling widely, "Okay!" He obliged, doing exactly so, and to their amusement, Simeon thee his head back while curling up, arm's throwing down towards his side's, L-LuhUHuke, n-ngheheheh!" He tried to resist, oh how he hasn't felt such fluttery sensations in centuries, he really did miss this after all.
"Tickle tickle tickle~" Cooed Solomon into his ear, causing Simeon to make a surprised snort, earning an aloud awh to leave both Luke and Solomon's lips.
"Now, Luke, may you please move?" Solomon asked the blonde, watching as Simeon gained his breath, Luke sitting beside him and making a small smirk, "Now, you know how I used my spell earlier?" He asked Luke, Simeon's eye's widening from realisation, Luke gasping, "Ooo, this'll be fun!" Luke clapped, seeing as Simeon already started giggling and hugging his own torso, "Oh? I haven't touched you yet... And I still won't~" Cooed the sorcerer, making the same spell he used earlier on Luke, the hands having grabbed his wrists and pulling them over his head, "Have fun~" Solomon patted his shoulder, the newfound hands hovering over his hips, neck and underarms, "Luke, please record this, I think some friend's back in Celestia will enjoy this." He said, Luke first got Simeon to give him permission,and as he nodded, Luke had started the recording, Simeon gasping as the hands suddenly went down to dig into the once hovered over spot's.
"PUAHAH!? Hahahah, GYAHAH! Plehehease, ihit's Soho BAHAHAD!!" He kicked his legs out, turtling his neck as a extra hand scribbled under his chin, making his squeal.
"Aww, who's a ticklish little angel, hm?~" Teased the sorcerer, Luke smiling as he gained the confidence to finally tease him, "A tickle tickle tickle Simeon!" He said, poking his side's.
Perhaps Simeon would get them back, or wait for himself to get caught being in a curious lee mood.
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