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lilianlay · 8 months

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Fun on the beach

I wrote this fic last year and now it's time to show it😊 I hope you enjoy it. Hug everyone^^

Summary: Vacation didn't go according to plan and Lucifer wants to fix it

Warning: This is a tickle fic. If you don't like this, don't read it^^

Today be a very hot day. Even for the demons living in Devildom, it was unbearable.

- Why is it so hot today? - moaned Asmodeus and collapsed on the sofa in the living room, where the rest brothers were. - This heat is very bad for my skin.."

- I can't help but agree with Asmo, it's really hot today. - said Satan, who was trying to read book but could not concentrate.

- I can't sleep because of this.. - Belphie complained.

- And I'm eat.. - Beel pouted.

Levi just lay on the floor in starfish pose and mumbled something under his breath.

Mammon was quiet today, he looked out the window and listened out of the corner of his ear to his brothers.

- Hmm, I heard you - Lucifer began, who was sitting in an armchair and typed something on his D.D.D. - And already figured it out.

- You can make it rain?! - Asmo looked at his older brother.

- No. I have written to Diavolo and he will gladly lend us his private beach.

- Really?! - exulted the Avatar of Lust.

- Really. - the dark haired said. - And now everyone goes to their rooms and collects things, you have 20 minutes. - Avatar of Pride moved towards himself.

- I'm not even surprised that Lord Diavolo was so quick to offer Lucifer his beach - Satan quietly said to Belphie.

- Hehe, nothing is a pity for a lover" - the younger giggled.

- Thanks to Satan and Belph, you have 10 minutes left to get ready - was heard from the hallway.

Satan huffed and rolled his eyes.

Just now, Mammon, who was sitting by the window, got up and went to his room. As soon as he closed it, immediately heard an evil laugh.

- Private beach haha, this is the perfect opportunity to see Lucifer's naked torso! I'll take a picture of him and I can sell those pictures! I'll be rich!!" - he took the camera and began to rejoice.

- Mammon hurry up!! - he heard the voice of older brother.

- Oh yes of course! - as soon as he said that, he chuckled softly.

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- Mm how fresh - Asmo spread his arms and took a deep breath.

Beel was more interested in the food they took with them. Satan decided to make a sneak attack on Levi and Belphie. He took a water gun and attacked them, splashing water.

- Satan!!! - third born squeaked and ran after him.

- It's wonderful here, thank you Luci!~ Asmodeus rushed to hug the older.

- I'm glad you liked it. - he smiled and stroked his brother on the back.

Lucifer put his things on the sand and began to take off the shirt in which he came.

- This is my chance!" - Mammon whispered to himself and quickly took out the camera, but was immediately disappointed, since the Avatar of Pride was already in his hydro suit. - What the...?"

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Brothers decided what to play. There were a lot of offers and very strange ones from Mammon.

- Whoever shows a lot of bare skin wins." - the white-haired smiled and snuggled to Lucifer. - And if you want to play, you'll have to take off your costume~

- It's a terrible game. - said Satan with a light facepalm.

- We'll find a compromise then. We can play flags. - the dark-haired said and took out a stick.

- Ohh nice idea!~ Asmo clapped.

- It remains to decide where we will place the flag. - said Lucifer.

Mammon took stick in his brother's hand

- I think I know a great place! - he began to quickly approach the older's back and put the stick behind the collar.

All the other brothers stood in shock, he finally lost his mind?!

- Oops, now you'll have to take off your shirt to pull out the stick~ Mammon chuckled and took out his camera. But before he could turn around, grabbed him and in a couple of seconds he was already tied to a wooden pole.

- Um, Luci, what does all this mean?!" - the Avatar of Greed was trying to get out.

- Mammon, we came here to relax, and you tried to expose my torso during the day. - he crossed his arms.

- What?! Of course not! I didn't want anything! - the white-haired again tried to get free, but in the end, because of his efforts, sandal flies from his right foot.

- Then why did you walk around with a camera all day? - Levi asked.

- Um, let the memories stay, hehe. - Mammon replied nervously.

- Oh really?! I want to see those pictures! - Asmo smiled.

- Here's his camera. - Beel picked it up and turned it on.

- No no no! Wait! We're not done yet!!

Satan and Belphie started giggling.

- Yeah, good memories, especially when there is only Lucifer in the photos. - said the seventh born.

- Beel, give me a camera. - as soon as the Avatar of Pride began flipping through the photos, Mammon felt that he didn't have long to live.

- L-Lucifer, I can explain everything..

- Oh, you'll explain - he gave the camera to Levi. - But first, you will be punished.

- What?! Right here and now?!

- I wanted to punish you at home, but since you yourself want it. - he could hear teasing in Lucifer's voice.

- I'm already tie, why punish me any more?

- Hmm, that's not enough. - the Avatar of Pride looked Mammon up and down and chuckled. - I have to do one more thing."

- Wh-what? Lucifer! Wait! - the second born with new strength tried to get out as soon as he saw that his brother sat on the sand closer to his feet. - Please forgive me, I didn't mean to do that

- Mm, I don't think so and you deserve punishment for that. - he grabbed his brother's leg sticking out of the rope and began to slowly draw circles on the arch. It was enough for Mammon to squeak and start giggling.

- Nohohohoh Lucihihihi dohohohohon't." - his second foot in the sandal began to wiggle wildly and even tried to protect his right.

- Don't worry, the second foot will also get punished, but later~

- Sohohohohorry plehehehease

- No. - Lucifer answered firmly and began to tickle his brother's all foot faster.

- Ahahahahahahaha nohohohoho thahahaht's enohohohough

- Aww poor Mammon~ the white- haired was able to hear Asmo's teasing voice through his laughter.

- Hehe would like to switch places with him? - giggled Satan and poked the peach-haired's sides.

- Heeek! - the fifth born squeaked and looked at the blond. - "I don't want to, but I can provide it for you! - he ran after Satan, keeping his perfect nails at the ready.

Lucifer was not distracted from his work, but chuckled when he heard Satan's laughter.

- Looks like he needs help. - Levi suggested.

- Asmo or Satan? - Beel stated.

- It depends on which side we're on. - Belphie chuckled.

Brothers ran towards them, leaving Lucifer and Mammon alone.

- Whahahahat?? Nohohoho! Guhahahays hehehehelp

- They won't hear you anymore - the Avatar of Pride chuckled.

- Stohohohohop I cahahahahahan't

- Hmm, when you wanted to take a picture of me, you could?" - his hand reached for the second sandal and removed it.

- N-no, dohohon't - the blue-eyed tried to close one leg after the other.

- Don't what?

- Tickle me! - and then Mannon realized that he had made a mistake. - No! Wait a minute, that's not what I meant!

- Hehe, it's been so many years and this trick is still working on you~

Lucifer grabbed both ankles and began to tickle both feet quickly.

- Nohohohohooho! Lucihihihihi pleheheahAHAHAHAHASE

- I don't understand what you mean. You yourself wanted me to tickle you." - the Avatar of Pride raised his head and looked at his brother and how his cheeks began to turn red.

- I wohohohon't behehe anyMOHOHOHOHORE"

- Hmm, I don't think so. - the nails began to tickle very quickly.

- I SWEHEHEHEHEAR! I WOHOHOHON'T! LUHAHAHACI" - tears flowed down his cheeks.

Lucifer chuckled softly when remembered that Mammon had promised to behave in the same way as a child. He was well aware that he would still act like a jerk, but ticklish lessons could help, though not for long.

- What won't you? - mock the dark-haired and slowed his fingers a little so that his brother could speak.

- I wohohohon't tahahahake pihihihictures of yohohohou or evehehehen thihihihink abohohohout it

- And you'll delete everything

- Yehehes, yehehehes, I'll delehehete it, juhahast stohohop it - he snorted.

- Good. You gave yourself freedom. - Lucifer stopped and stood up.

Mammon just sniffed and looked away, breathe heavily. Lucifer chuckled and began to untie the rope.

The white-haired was so weak that he fell into his brother's arms.

- I can't feel my legs...

- Maybe next time you'll think thrice before doing something like that. - he planted the Avatar of Greed on the sand.

- Yes, yes, I'll think.

Lucifer turned around and went to check on the others while Mammon tried to catch his breath.

- Of course I'll think about it. - the white-haired grinned, wiped away his tears and held his hand behind his back with crossed fingers.

He's not incorrigible.

#obey me #obey me! shall we date?#tickle fic #obey me tickling #tickle obey me! shall we date?#lucifer #mammon #levi #satan #asmo #beel #belphi #ticklish mammon #ler!lucifer #lee!mammon #tickle community #tickling

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lovelynim · 6 months

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TickleTober2023/Day 29 - Zombie

Obey me! - MC x Mammon

Using a make-up brush to spread the blue-ish powder over your cheeks, you looked at yourself in the mirror, making sure the whole costume was coming together nicely. Pale, lifeless skin, gruesome fake cuts and wounds all around and even some details to make it look like you were rotting alive. Yeah, that was a nice zombie costume.

“What are you supposed to be?”

Nice, but maybe not so obvious zombie costume. At least, not to everyone. Unamused, you sighed, turning around to face Mammon. “A zombie, duh,” you said, checking out his costume. With fake red horns on his head and a black cape, he was dressed as… a demon. How creative.

“Hah, a zombie?” Mammon laughed, putting a hand on his waist and tilted his head, trying to check out the rest of your costume. “You’re not going to try to eat my brain, are you?” He teased.

“I would if you have one,” you chuckled, your voice full of snark as you highlighted the dark circles under your eyes.

“Hey! Whaddaya mean?” Mammon barked, crossing his arms and puffing his cheeks. Oh, he looked offended - which only made you laugh more.

Turning back to him, you put the make-up tools aside and took a few steps towards the bed where he was sitting. “What? Do you want me to eat you, Mammon?”

It was easy, almost too easy to get him flustered. Just like you expected, his eyes opened wide at your words, probably falling for the second meaning in them. “W-what?!”

“You looked so offended when I said I wouldn’t… do you perhaps have something in mind?”

You could tell how flustered he was, you could nearly feel the heat in his face when you leaned closer. Grinning, you put one hand on his shoulder. He could barely speak, stuttering one thing after the other, totally incomprehensible.

“Hah…” You inhaled deeply, closing your eyes and… “Pffft!”

Pushing him down into the mattress, you managed to lift his shirt in a swift moment. With Mammon pinned down under you, all you needed to do was blow one raspberry after the other, covering his middle with ticklish attention.

“NahAHAha- wahAHAhait!” He cried, putting both hands on your head as he tried to push you away, his feet kicking in the air as you began to nibble close to his navel. “ThaHAHahat’s noHOhot eahAHating! It’s tihIHickling!”

“Same thing,” you muttered in a breath second, using that small pause to catch up your breath before continuing to “eat” the poor demon. After all, if he didn’t have a brain, as a zombie, you needed to feast on something else, right?

A/N: After Tumblr tried to get rid of me, did you guys thought I would lose my streak? NOT A CHANCE

I just couldn't share it with you guys and here is the proof!!!

Anyway, you can expect a 2nd post today, so see you soon!

#miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober2023 #obey me!#obey me! tickling #mammon x mc #obey me mammon #lee!mammon #ticklish!mammon #ler!mc #tickle fic

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ticklygiggles · 7 months

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Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 13 - Prank Call

Mammon, Lucifer & Reader

A/N: The more days pass, the more my brain dries up. I apologize because these last drabbles have not been the best x.x

You laughed, throwing a pillow at Mammon's face.

"Hey! It's a good one!"

"That's probably the stupidest idea you've had this week and you've been saying quite stupid things lately!"

Mammon laughed at your words, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "I'm serious! Even Belphie and Satan will get jealous and they'll be like 'oh how didn't we think about that?!"

You snorted. There was no way in Hell that the Anti-Lucifer Squad would think that was a good idea. Make a prank call to Lucifer? It really was stupid; Lucifer was no fool to fall for such a ridiculous thing, but... Mammon really seemed excited by the idea. Maybe…

"It sounds risky," you said, tapping your chin in thought before sighing loudly. "Okay, fine. Let's do it."

Before you could even process what was going on, Mammon was pulling his D. D. D out and calling Lucifer. He put it on speaker quickly and Lucifer answered in three rings.

"What on Earth do you need no-"

"Quickly, tell me where to hide the body- dammit!" He called your name, making you flinch. "Don't fucking play with that arm, it's all bloody!"

"What the hell are you doing now, Mammon?!"

Mammon tried to hold back a laugh as he gasped loudly, "shit, wrong number!" And he hung up.

"We're in big trouble," you said, feeling panicky laughter in your throat. "We better leave for a while before he gets us, quickly!"

"So there's no body, huh?"

Both you and Mammon shrieked, jumping when Lucifer's form suddenly materialized in the middle of your room, hands on his hips and a dark aura surrounding him. Oh, it was the end.

"Well, don't worry, there soon will be two, I assure you both."

"B-Big bro! It was- It was just a joke! Did- Did ya really believe I would- agh, no!" He shrieked out your name. "Help meeehehehe! Ahahaha, Luhuhucifer n-nohohoho!"

Well, you really didn't expect that. Lucifer lunged at Mammon and pinned him to the floor of your room, his hands buried under his little brother's arms, making Mammon cackle hysterically.

"NOT THIHIS! NOHOHOT THIHIHIS!"

"A stupid joke like yours deserves a stupid punishment like this."

Lucifer seemed very focused on wrecking his brother, so you slowly got out of bed and as discreetly as you could, you approached the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Eek!" An invisible magic wrapped around your waist and dragged you right beside Mammon who was current laughing his head off, snorting hilariously. "Don't you think you're safe."

"I didn't do anything! I told him it wasn't a good id-d-deheheahaha! Luhuhucihihi!"

Your laughter along Mammon when you felt one of Lucifer's hands latching to your ribcage, the other buried under Mammon's arm.

"You could've stopped him, but decided against it, so now you both will be tickled until you learn your lesson."

Oh, you both were in big trouble!

EXTRA

"H-Hey…," Mammon said breathlessly, gently tapping your arm as if making sure you were still alive. "I just thought… of a funnier prank call."

"..." You looked at him, your lashes still wet after crying of laughter. "... Okay, fine. Let's do it," you said, giggling already. "What could possibly go wrong, right?"

You both really were in big trouble.

#miya&mia's tickletober #tickletober 2023 #Tickletober #obey me!#obey me #mammon #lucifer #reader #ticklish!Mammon #ticklish!Reader #tickle fic #mia's things

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tickin-tock · 5 days

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Hot take but nearly every single headcanon I've seen for Obey Me says that Beelzebub is not/barely ticklish and it kinda pisses me tf off.

Like, have we played the same games?? My boy becomes a cute bundle of joy whenever he's tickled in-game. He's so easily ticklish too, he says it all the time.

Anyways, here's some small proof that I'm right and you're all wrong :)

(For context, this is a memory playing about Beelzebub doing combat training back in the Celestial Realm while blindfolded.)

Notice Mammon saying "Giving up already?" after like 3 seconds? Come onnnnn!!! My boy is hella sensitive and ya'll are actively ignoring it!

#obey me beelzebub #lee beelzebub #ler mammon #obey me mammon #obey me nightbringer #ticklish beelzebub

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snugglyticklemonster · 11 months

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#lee!mammon #obey me #mammon #obey me mammon #i know i don’t make my own posts usually but i can’t just have this photo on my camera roll so it’s going on here lol #obey me tickling #ticklish!mammon #obey me tickle

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strawberriesinbloom · 11 months

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Cake Heist

MC/Mammon

Summary: Mammon tries to steal a cake.

Word Count: 1682

This is a tickle fic btw

~🍓~

Mammon tiptoed across the House of Lamentation, careful to avoid any creaky floorboards and the like. He didn't want to wake any of his brothers from their slumber. He made a beeline toward the kitchen, where he knew his prize was being kept: a bloodberry cake.

Leviathan had brought it home this morning, blubbering about how it was an exact replica of some sort of dessert featured in this manga he liked and that he wanted to eat it with you tomorrow during some sort of anniversary of its release. Honestly, it went through one ear and out the other, but Mammon did remember how Leviathan specifically called him and Beelzebub out. He made both of them promise not to eat the cake or else he'd unleash Lotan on them.

While Mammon would normally be more than happy to honor his baby brother's request, that cake looked really good, so…yeah. One itty, bitty taste wouldn't hurt, right? Leviathan would barely notice one missing slice, right? Right?

Mammon was going to eat that cake no matter what.

He poked his head through the doorframe of the kitchen, and his blood ran cold when he saw you placing a bowl into the microwave. You pressed a few buttons until a low whirring sound filled the quiet.

Mammon wasn't sure how you noticed his presence, but, before he knew it, you were staying directly at him. You grinned, and his heart raced.��

He was about to make a hasty (but dignified) retreat when you said, "Hey, there, Mammon. Up for a midnight snack?" Your voice sounded hoarse and a little deeper than usual. You must have just woken up, unlike Mammon, who had been biding his time in his room until the perfect time to enact his heist.

Although you had caught him red-handed, it wasn't like you knew he was going to steal Leviathan's cake. All Mammon needed to do was grab a plate, take a slice of cake from the fridge, and make a mad dash back toward his room. He could still win this. Ignoring his trembling hands (for some inexplicable reason, they always did that when he was near you), he waltzed into the kitchen.

"Yeah, I woke up and came here lookin' for a bite to eat," Mammon responded as nonchalantly as he could. He stood in front of a cupboard filled with dishes that was right next to where you were.

You pulled out your D.D.D. "Same here," you said, leaning against the counter, "I got this random craving for soup in the middle of the night." You jerked your head toward the microwave before starting to mindlessly scroll through Fab Snap.

The conversation was over, but he couldn't help but look at you for a second longer in hopes that you'd continue talking. When it was clear just how engrossed you were in your device, he shook his head before turning toward his main objective.

Mammon reached up to open the cupboard only to screech when something poked his side. He flinched, shooting his hand down to cover where you had certainly touched him.

He spun his head toward you, intent on giving you a piece of his mind. He faltered when he saw you still glued to your D.D.D. "What…what was that?" Mammon swallowed thickly.

You absentmindedly shrugged. The microwave beeped, but you turned it off without looking up for a moment. Whatever video you were watching must have been pretty intriguing to keep you like this.

But…if you hadn't poked him, who did? Mammon searched warily around the kitchen. Nothing seemed to be amiss, at least, nothing at first glance.

Hesitantly, Mammon returned his attention to the cupboard. He opened it up, revealing the plates…that were all on the top shelf. He growled and stood on his tiptoes. His shirt slipped out of his belt, which he wouldn't have noticed if something hadn't spidered along his bare stomach.

It happened too quickly for Mammon to suppress the embarrassingly high-pitched giggle that tumbled out of him. He jumped back, slightly curling up to hide his torso from anything trying to touch him.

Once again, you were glued to your screen, but you weren't completely tuned out to the world. "Nice squeal," you said.

"Somethin' keeps touchin' me!" Mammon shouted. His cheeks were beginning to burn.

You typed something into your D.D.D. "Really…? Well…that…" You scrunched up your nose for a moment. "...is interesting."

Gah, you were too invested in whatever you were doing to care about him: the Great Mammon. Admittedly, this did sting a little.

Okay, it stung a lot, but, at least he would have his cake. Mammon stepped back up to the cupboard, casting a couple more skeptical glimpses your way. You didn't look up from your D.D.D. at all, and Mammon let out a quiet sigh. He was being way too paranoid.

He raised his hand and shot it back down when your arm moved out of the corner of his eye. He pressed his limbs against his torso, but you were just scratching your cheek. You put your hand back down, and he relaxed, sending you a sheepish smile that you didn't even get to see.

Outstretching his hand to reach the plates, Mammon managed to rest his hand on the edge of the top shelf. There was a single plate within reach, and he was so close to touching it. He was only able to poke the porcelain dish until something started touching his armpit.

He screamed and clamped his arm down, but it was too late. Mammon shook uselessly for a second to try to stop himself from laughing. He pressed his lips together but was too ticklish for that to last any more than three seconds.

"Stahahahap!" Mammon suddenly shrieked. His entire body grew unbearably hot. He had no idea he could make that sort of sound. Though, out of everyone who could have heard him, Mammon was glad that it was you.

The sensations were soon getting to be too much for him to handle. Mammon grabbed the hand that was so intent on tickling his underarm and pried it off of him. He took in a few sharp and heavy breaths before squeezing the wrist of his assailant.

You pull your hand out of his grasp. "Wow, breathless already? I had no idea you were that ticklish."

Mammon pouted, the tips of his ears heating up. He crossed his arms and chose to stare at the counter. "Ya were doin' that on purpose!" He couldn't believe you were only pretending to be distracted by your D.D.D.

"Duh."

You slipped your D.D.D. back into your pocket, a smug smirk plastered on your face. Wiggling your fingers, you stepped closer to him. That dangerous grin only grew as you came closer and closer.

Against his will, a small smile of his own broke through his expression, except it was more giddy. Mammon bounced around from foot to foot until you were face-to-face with him. An adrenaline rush coursed through him, but instead of following his fight-or-flight instincts, he stilled. Mammon had ample time to sprint out of there, but he decided to stay rooted in place.

You took note of this with a cocky eyebrow raise. "Don't look too excited, now," you teased before pouncing on him.

Your fingers dug into the soft flesh of his stomach. Mammon doubled over and staggered back, but made no effort to get away. "Hehehey!" He wiggled in place as your arms wrapped around him.

"You know, it's not exactly a punishment if you're enjoying it." You prodded at the area just below his ribs. It made Mammon jump and squeak.

He shook his head, desperately trying to ignore how strange you were making him feel. "Whahahat punihishment?" he managed to scream out before falling back into a cascade of laughter.

You shook your head. "For trying to eat Levi's cake. He was saving that."

"H–how did ya knohow–? Mammon interrupted himself with a loud snort when you suddenly squeezed the soft part above his hips. "Ehehehe! Ehehe!" It was humiliating how squeaky his giggles were.

"You're not in your pajamas, so it's pretty obvious you didn't wake up for a midnight snack.” You drilled your fingers into Mammon’s sides, which made him thrash about in your arms. “You were looking for something in particular, and what could it be if not Levi's cake?"

Dammit!

The pads of your fingers scribbled rapidly along his waist, concentrating on his most sensitive spots. "D'AHAHAHA–" It tickled so badly that Mammon couldn't get a word in.

Mammon broke out of your grip and stumbled away from you. His chest heaved as he blinked away the tiny warm tears that pricked the corners of his eyes. The ghost of your wandering fingers still remained, sending tingles all across his stomach. He let out a few residual chuckles.

You placed your hands on your hips. "Are you still going to try to take his cake?"

He puckered his lips, trying to weigh the pros and cons. If Mammon did attempt to steal the cake again, then you'd just resume tickling him. But, if he gave up now, then that meant he wouldn't get a chance to even taste that cake. What a tricky situation...

"Mammonnnn?"

Nevermind! The choice was actually really obvious!

He kicked the ground. "Okay, okay, fine! I won't try to steal Levi's crummy cake again.

The way your face brightened up made Mammon's head spin. "Good! Now, go to bed." You went back to the microwave and pressed a couple more buttons to reheat your soup. He wasn't sure why, but Mammon lingered in the kitchen. You rolled your eyes playfully. "Unless you want me to tickle you again?"

Mammon perked up but played it off as a flinch. He shook his head rapidly. "I-I'm fine!" he squeaked as darted out of the kitchen, leaving your laughing figure behind. Mammon tried not to think about the excitement that had bubbled in his chest.

#obey me tickling #ticklish!mammon #tickler!reader #tickle fic

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ticklishfanart · 2 years

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For the raffle thing, if its still open,, 👀

Lee Leviathan and maybe Ler Mammon perhappppsss? :3c

Mammon is a asshole <33 they aren’t even competing, he just wants to annoy his gamer bro lol

#ticklishfanart #obey me tickling #ticklish!leviathan #playful tickles #sibling tickles #lee!leviathan #ler!mammon

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fucking-michaell · 2 years

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Pact Marks

Authors note: Hey! My first obey me fic :)) Hope you enjoy, be weary that i’m not a writer by any standards and i got a little lazy with the ending lmaooo

!This is a tickle fic, if you don’t like that, do NOT read it or leave hate!

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It was late at night when it first happened. You were in Levi’s room playing a racing game that seemed to mirror Mario kart in the human realm, both of you Criss cross on his floor in front of the TV and well, to put it lightly, he was destroying you at this game.

“Leviiiii!” You whined as you lost yet ANOTHER match to him. “This isn’t fair, you know this game way better than me!” It was technically true, even having the same controls as Mario Kart this game was completely different than that of the human realm.

“Maybe if you spent more time practicing instead of all out and about with my brothers, you’d be better!” He shot right back at you. Oh, this little punk.

“Why you little- “You were about to fire back at him before an idea came to mind. A wicked little grin pulled at the edges of your lips as you turned to face him. “Levi.”

You felt a slight prickling at the pact mark he’d left on your inner arm, but payed it no mind, surely it was normal to have some feeling in it when ordering them around.

“Oh my gosh are you serious??” He looked nearly dumbfounded as he saw the mark begin to glow. “You’re using the pact for this??”

“Let me wi- “You were swiftly cut off as you felt an almost electric feeling over your pact mark. It tickled. What the hell??

“Yes MC? Go on.” He looked over at you, waiting for the command to set in. Part of you wanted to smile at the tone he was using at you, glad that he’d grown comfortable enough to banter like this with you. But that part of you was buried beneath the absolute confusion of what was happening with your pact mark, not to mention the fact that, oh yeah, you were getting

“Let me wihi- “Your hand flew to your mouth as the feeling grew as you tried to speak again, letting a giggle slip from your lips on accident. What the hell was happening??? “F-fohorget it- “

“What’s got you all giggling all of the sudden-?” He asked, setting off the controller to the side. Luckily for you, the feeling in your arm had ceased when you dropped the order.

“Nothing, I just thought of something funny, that’s all.” Possibly the worst lie you’ve ever come up with? Yes. But did it somehow manage to convince Levi (or at least make him drop the subject)? Somehow, yes! “C’mon, lets just start another round, maybe I’ll let you win this time.”

The second instance happened when you were with Mammon, in his bedroom, snuggled up next to him under his covers. It was nice and warm there.

“I’m hungry” you whined suddenly, rolling out of his grasp and laying on your side to view him.

“‘dunno why you’re tellin’ me, go get’cherself somethin’ to eat.”

“I don’t wanna get up.”

“Tough luck.” You groaned as you fell back onto your back on his mattress, crossing your arms.

“Will you pleaseee get me food?” you turned back to him with your best possible pleading eyes in full effect. But much to your dismay, he wasn’t looking. “Pleeease?”

“Get it yourself.” He rolled his eyes, scrolling though posts on his D.D.D. “I’m not your servant.”

Those words gave you an idea. You smirked as you sat up, looking down at the tan skinned demon. He recognized that look immediately. “Mc- “

“Mammo- AH-!” A shrill squeal escaped your lips, arms shooting down to cover the pact mark that wrapped around your ribs and waist, curling up as that electric sensation pricked and prodded at the mark. It was happening again. “Sh-ShiHit!” Your hand flew to your mouth to muffle the noises, composing yourself enough to call out a simple “Forget it!”

As the electric sensation ceased, you rubbed your palm at the mark to get rid of the residual feeling, being left to face a very confused mammon. “…what was that about?”

“Uh- a-ah- nothing?” You smiled. You knew he wouldn’t believe it. You could practically feel his grin burning into you. “Seriously, it was nothing!”

“Mc….” You could feel him slowly getting close to you.

“I have to go!” You exclaimed in a squeaky tone, rolling out from under the covers and onto the floor, falling but quickly standing up. “I have to go ask lucifer something! I’ll be back!”

“LUCIFER!” You called, stomping your feet up the stairs to the eldest brother’s bedroom, knocking quite loudly on his bedroom door. “Open up!”

“Mc what on earth is the problem?” You heard him speak as he opened the door, looking quite annoyed.

“Why do m- “You paused as a thought entered your mind. You couldn’t tell him that they tickled, imagine what lucifer could do with that information! Oh well, you supposed you’d just have to bend the truth a little. “Why do my pact marks hurt when I give commands all of the sudden? That’s never happened before!”

Lucifer’s expression turned to that of slight surprise, eyebrows raising. “They hurt?”

“Yes, they hurt.”

“Well, that’s odd. I’ve never heard of that pact marks hurting before.” He spoke, stepping aside from his door frame, offering for you to enter. “Come inside, tell me more about it.”

Reluctantly, you nodded as you walked through the door, sitting down at the ottoman at the foot of his bed, watching as he closed the door and made his way over to you.

“So, it hurts when you give orders, lately.” He repeated what you stated, taking a seat at his desk, looking puzzled. “Have most of these orders been in domestic situations, where the order wasn’t specifically needed?”

“I guess they weren’t particularly needed.” You picked at your nails anxiously as he questioned you, kicking your feet lightly. “But they weren’t hurting anyone!”

“I see. Mc, can you do me a favor?” Lucifer asked, looking at you, you could swear he was trying to puzzle out what was going on with you by prodding your brain with his eyes. You felt yourself tense slightly at the request. You didn’t want him to see you like that! You glanced down to the pact mark that spanned from the top of your neck down to your right palm, before reluctantly nodding, sitting up and looking him in the eye, bracing yourself.

“Lucifer.” You looked down at your pact mark as it began to glow blue, but that prickly, tingling feeling didn’t follow. What the hell? “Stand up and sit back down again.” You instructed, not wanting to be mean to the man that was helping you, watching as he did exactly as you told him. “It... it didn’t hurt?”

“I see.” He spoke, clearly intrigued. “I think I know what may be going on.” You could see a barely visible smirk tug at the side of his mouth. “Give me an order you think will make me upset, a ‘play order’ if you will.”

“uh- why?”

“Do you want to get to the bottom of this and find a way to fix it?” He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms, as you relented, looking him in the eyes again, coming up with an order.

“Lucif- AHA-!” Your hands shot to your mouth to cover it as a loud cackle escaped your lips, quickly releasing the idea of the order, the tingling sensation all around your arm, hand, shoulder, and neck.

“I see what the problem is.” He nodded, smirk more visible now. “Mc, there’s a clause in giving a demon an order, a protective aspect to it. Plenty of demons have been... taken advantage of via order.” He stood up, walking towards you and sitting behind you, which made you tense up. “To prevent that from happening, certain higher-level demons, such as my brothers and I, have a sort of…. Protective spell, if you want to call it that. Any malicious orders will cause a shocking sensation in the mark.”

You felt your eyes shoot wide as you gasped, thinking back on both encounters with Levi and Mammon. They had both been sort of malicious. Your whole body tensed as Lucifer placed his hands on your sides.

“I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that one of your encounters was with mammon, seeing the way you two are.” You giggled a little, practically able to feel the way he rolled his eyes. “And his pact mark is right… here?” You gasped as you felt two fingers on each side pinch at the highest point of the mark on your ribs, both arms shooting down.

“W-wait! What are you doing??”

“The shocks shouldn’t hurt you; I’m making sure you aren’t injured.” He spoke, leaning into your ear. “Unless you lied, but you wouldn’t do that, would you Mc?~” Oh how you wanted to punch him in that moment. He knew exactly what he was doing. You twisted yourself back and forth in his hold as he started to move his pinching fingers up and down your ribs, keeping your mouth shut, trying to keep any squeaks or squeals from escaping. “Is this hurting?”

You shook your head back and forth at the question. You wished you could grab into the bedpost not too far from you, but you were a bit preoccupied with keeping your arms clamped down to your sides, not that it was doing anything to help you anyway, be it that he was already latched onto your ribs, and your sides and your-

“AH NoT THERE!!” You yelled out, unable to stop yourself as you felt him latch onto that spot right above your hip bone with those two awful fingers.

“Does it hurt right here?” He asked, paying more attention to the spot now, kneading his fingers into it.

“NOhO IT doHOESN’T STOHOP- “

You heard lucifer chuckle as he released your hip from his hold, letting you go, watching as you immediately stood up. “So, I assume you know I know you lied.” He raised an eyebrow, finding your flushed face quite adorable. “The pact marks will never hurt you, and I know that, there has never been a case of a pact mark hurting the human its on.” He explained, looking at you. “So next time, save yourself the hassle, and just tell me the truth right off. Yes?”

You huffed and refused to look him in the eye as you crossed your arms. “Fine.”

“Good. Now, onto your consequence for lying...”

“Wait what!?”

#obey me tickle #lee!mc #Ticklish!mc #ler!lucifer #obey me #leviathan #mammon #uhh idk what to tag this i really don't want it in the main tags #hi

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adorkablenerd · 2 years

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Obey Me Lesson 75-A Tickle Scene

He's so cute 🥺💖

#obey me #tickling #obey me tickle #mammon #aaaaaah hes so cute!!!#new hc that mammon is too ticklish for massages 😂

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rand0m-s1nner · 1 year

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some lee mammon for the soul <3 coloring is not my strong suit so this is pretty messy but i just wanna wreck him

live laugh mammon

#tickle community #art #tickles #tickling #tickle art #tickle #tk #tk art #obey me #obey me tickling #lee!mammon #ticklish!mammon #obey me shall we date tickle #obey me shall we date tickling #om mammon

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lilianlay · 2 years

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Tickletober day 29 - scary movie

Satan, Mammon and Asmodeus

- Nooo! Satan pleeeease - Asmodeus looked pleadingly at his older brother.

- Sorry Asmo, but today it's my turn to choose a movie. - the blonde just shrugged.

- Come on, are ya really that afraid? - Mammon came up behind the Avatar of Lust and grabbed his shoulder sharply to make him scared.

- Heek! Mammon! - peach-haired squeaked and turned around.

- Oh, it's not my fault that yap a coward.

- And you want to say that you're not afraid. - Satan, who was looking for a suitable film, joined their conversation.

- Of course not, The Great Mammon is not afraid of anything at all.

Asmo huffed.

- Okay, I understand you. Then I think you won't mind if we watch a very creepy movie that I've wanted to see for a long time. - the green-eyed giggled softly when he heard the whining of his younger brother.

- Of course I don't mind! We can even watch two in a row.

- Mammon better shut up! - the Avatar of Lust crossed his arm.

- Hehe, then we'll meet in the evening. - the blond waved his hand and went to his room.

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- I brought snacks. - Satan put everything on the table in front of the TV and sat comfortably on the sofa.

Asmo sat down next to the blond, grabbed his arm and snuggled against him.

- We haven't even started yet. - green-eyed gently rubbed his brother's back.

- But I'm already scared. - whimpered the Avatar of Lust.

- I'll be near. - he smiled.

And then the light suddenly went out. Asmodeus squealed and climbed on his older brother.

- Asmo, calm down. - the blond hugged him.

They heard loud laughter, of course it belonged to the Avatar of Greed.

- Mammon!!! - the younger brother squeaked with displeasure.

- Haha, that was the perfect reaction. - the white haired tried to stop laughing.

- I hope you both finished and we can start watching the movie. - Satan looked at his older brother. - And you'll sit on the floor.

- Hmph, okay. - Mammon sat down on the floor and took the first appetizer that came across.

It was a really interesting and exciting film that chilled to the bone. And only Satan liked it. Asmo constantly clung to the blond and screamed softly when there were scary moments. Mammon held up well. More precisely, this emotion was not visible, since he was sitting with his back to his brothers. But a slight trembling was felt and Satan noticed it.

- And how do you like the film, Mammon?

- Oh, not scary at all. You should have found something more intimidating for the Great Mammon. - and just at that moment, a terrible laughter of the villain was heard from which the Avatar of Greed twitched.

The blond chuckled and stroked Asmodeus' head to calm him down a bit. He saw that the white-haired twitched again and barely restrained his squeak. Avatar of Wrath giggled softly and decided to help the brothers be less afraid of this movie. His hand slipped under Asmo's shirt, and the other was next to Mammon's neck. At the same time, he began to tickle and immediately burst into giggles.

- Sahahahahatan - Avatar of Lust hid his face in his brother's chest and laughed louder.

- Eeeep - the white-haired began to squirm. - Yohohohohour hahahand is cohohohold, put it awahahahay

Satan just chuckled and assumed his demonic form. Now both of his hands are tickling Asmodeus, and his tail has made its way under his older brother's shirt and began to tickle his left armpit.

- NohOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! - shouted Mammon, bursting into ringing laughter.

- Oh, I thought you weren't scared, but you screamed. - the Avatar of Wrath chuckled.

- It's nohohohoohohot fahahahahahair! Stohohohop ticklihihihihing mehehehe!

- But this is the only way that will help you not to be afraid, am I right Asmo? - his nails ran along the sides of the peach-haired.

- Yehehehehehes ehehehe - he squeaked.

- Excellent. - Satan smiled and continued to tickle them.

- Wehehehehehe cahahahan't wahahatch the movie lihhihihike thahahahat - Mammon snorted.

- I can. - the blonde shrugged his shoulders and his tail tickled the second armpit. - At least you two aren't scared.

- I'm nohohohot afrahaAHAAHAid of anythiHIHIHIng!

- Yes Yes. - the Avatar of Wrath rolled his eyes.

- Satahahahan plehehehease, it's tihihihickle. - Asmo looked at him and then immediately closed his eyes.

- Aww, but you're both enjoying it~

- I'm nohohohohohot!

- Hmm, okay, I'll stop, but only if you say that tickling helped you not be afraid. - he chuckled.

- Yehehehehes, ticklihihihihing hehehehelped me nohohohot to be afrahahahahaid.” - the Avatar of Lust hugged his older brother tighter.

- No, I wohohohohohohn't sahahahay thahahahat! - the white-haired protested.

- Then I'll tickle you two for the rest of the movie, which is a very long one.

- Mahahahahammon, pleheheahahase - asked the younger brother.

- Dohohohhon't evehehehen ahahask mehehe, Great Mammohohon nevehehe..- he felt when quickly the tail began to tickle his armpit pit and he screamed again. - OkahahahAHAHAHHAHAY, TIHIHIHIHICKLING HEHEHEHELPED NOHOHOHOT TO BEHEHE AHAHAHAFRAID OF TIHIHIHIS MOHOHOHOHOVIE! STOHOHOHO

Satan smiled and stopped.

- It wasn't that hard.

The Avatar of Greed didn't answer, just got up and lay down on the sofa, very close to the green-eyed's knees.

The Avatar of Wrath felt his younger brother's grip weaken and he saw that Asmodeus fell asleep.

- Awww, Mammon, Asmo seems to have fallen asleep from the tickling - but then he heard a quiet snoring and giggled. - Okay, you're both tired.

Satan began to stroke the heads of both of them and they purred cutely.

- We will definitely watch this movie together again. - he chuckled.

#tickletober #tickletober2022 #day 29 #scary movie #obey me! shall we date?#obey me! shall we date? tickle #tickle obey me #tickle fic #tickle drabble #satan #mammon #asmodeus #ticklish mammon #ticklish asmo #ler!satan #lee!mammon #lee!asmo #tickling

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lovelynim · 11 months

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Can I request something with lee!mammon and ler!mc or levi for the event? Maybe they are chasing him because he stole something or just punishing him for doing his regular things heheh

I really like your work btw and feel free to deny this if you dont feel like doing it

Hi Anon!

I really liked this prompt, but I have to tell you: it's been a reaaaally long while since I played Obey Me!, so I want to apologize in advance in case they sound a bit ooc.

With that said, I'm really excited to see what option you guys will vote for, heheh ~

Levi carefully carried the box in his arms, taking some extra time going upstairs to make sure its content would be shaken or damaged in any way. This figure cost him more than he was comfortable sharing, but it was totally worth it: his collection was now complete!

After so many nights scrolling through online stores in the search of his piece, it was finally in his hands. Levi was already thinking about how he would place it in the middle of his Ruri-chan collection. Maybe next to the poster? Hm… no, maybe if it was near the plushies it would’ve a better aesthetic…

As the demon continued to think and make his way upstairs, he continued to make plans, humming excitedly. Quickly making his way to his bedroom, Levi reached for his keys, but the door moved as soon as his hand brushed lightly against the knob. It was already open.

Why was it open?!

A million thoughts rushed through the demon’s mind on that second. Could it be a killer? Maybe a monster? A savage beast ready to feast?

“Was that… shit,” a voice coming from inside said, with clear panic and guilt in its tone. Wait a second…

Unlike his suspicions, it was a burglar that had broken inside his bedroom. An awfully familiar one, as a matter of fact.

“Mammon!” Levi shouted, pushing the door all the way as he stepped in, catching his older brother red handed, standing on top of his bed, his phone in his hand as he was taking… pictures of his collection?! “What do you think you are doing?!”

“O-Oi, Levi! Hahah, d-didn’t you see you coming,” Mammon said sheepishly, hiding his phone behind his back as he tried to keep his balance on top of the mattress.

“Get off my bed!” The younger brother roared, and, surprisingly, Mammon agreed without complaining. As weird as it was, Levi was just glad that he could solve this easily. He just wanted to spend time finding the best spot to place his recently acquired figure.

“Aight, aight, no need to get angr-WAH!”

Getting his foot tangled into one of the blankets, Mammon clumsily fell face first as he tried to hop off the bed, his body making a loud thud sound as it hitted the ground.

“O-ouch…” Mammon whined, slowly lifting.

“You idiot,” Levi sighed, noticing as it didn’t cause his brother any actual harm. As he looked down to Mammon, however, something else caught his attention. In the screen of his brother’s phone, the Karasu Store app was open. Levi narrowed his eyes, trying to read it. ‘Ruri-chan collection…’

He widened his eyes.

“Mammon! You were-”

But before he could finish, his brother was already trying to escape, probably sensing the incoming wrath of the Avatar of Envy.

“Oh, no you won’t!”

#asks #anon #400 followers event #milestone event #obey me #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me tickling #lee!mammon #ler!leviathan #ticklish!mammon

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ticklygiggles · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 9: Unusual tool

Ft. Mammon x Reader

You could hear him rummaging through your belongings. Opening bottles of perfumes and creams, smelling this and that. Humming in approval and dislike.

The noise he made wasn't enough to distract you from your studies, but you couldn't help but listen carefully, chuckling to yourself when he said intelligible things under his breath.

"What's this?" He suddenly asked, turning around to show you the object on his hands.

"That's an electrical face brush," you said, giving it a quick glance before turning back to your notebook. "Asmo gave it to me."

Mammon simply hummed and he turned it on. The soft buzz made you look up at him and you hid a smile behind your hand when you saw him pressing the spinning brush to his nose and cheeks. He seemed pleased, smiling at the soft, and suddenly a fun idea popped into your head.

"It has another function."

"What function?"

You extended your hand and he placed the brush on your palm. "C'mere, I'll show you. Lift your shirt."

"W-W-What?! Are ya crazy?!" He blushed heavily and wrapped his jacket tightly around himself.

You rolled your eyes. "Hurry! I've seen you shirtless many times before!"

Mammon pouted, "ya human, how dare ya talk to the Great Mammon like this" he said, but he lifted his shirt either way. "Ya could at least say pleheHEHE!"

A laugh immediately flowed past his lips when you pressed the brush against his hip poking from his waistline. He jerked away heavily and looked at you with wide eyes.

"Did that tickle?" You asked, smirking.

"W-What did ya do?!" He squeaked, flushing to his ears and pulling his shirt down. "D-Dontcha d-do that a-anymore, did ya he-

"To the bed. Hands up. Don't move."

Mammon felt tingles on his back as he followed your orders against his will. He screeched as he moved to your bed and lifted his arms above his head; his body going completely still.

He whined, "I hate it when ya do this!" He said, trying to move, but it was useless, the pact was already doing what it did best: obey you.

You chuckled, sitting beside him on the bed. "And I hate it when you keep interrupting my studies." That was a lie, of course, but there really wasn't any other reason for you to be doing this, besides wanting to see his smile and play with him a little.

"I wasn't! You coulda told me that- eek! Whatcha doing?!" He squeaked when you lifted his shirt to his ribs. "I'm- I'm s-serious!"

You giggled and nodded. "I am too, Mammon." You turned the brush on again and immediately pressed it to his stomach, right above his belly button.

Mammon shrieked, giggling desperately as the bristles kissed his warm skin. His body barely twitched, completely still under your orders. You smirked, your heart fluttering at his giggles. You moved the brush around his tummy: circling his navel, brushing against his lower tummy, drawing zigzags on the sides of his belly and even pressing it against his belly button.

"Gahahahaha! Stahahap! Hyahahaha! It tihihickles!"

You gasped, "it tickles?! Don't tell me!" You said, sarcastically. "No way, it can't tickle. What about here?"

"AHAHA! D-Dohohon't be mehehean! Nohohot thehere!" He begged when you pulled his pants down a bit to expose his hip, the brush making contact with the bone. "Thahat's my tihihickle spohohot!"

You laughed, "that's something silly to say when you are a walking tickle spot, don't you think?" Mammon shook his head, blushing to his neck. "Look," you said, now moving to his hips and Mammon threw his head back with loud laughter.

He shook his head. "I'll tehehehell Ahahasmo you're dohohoing thihihis wihihith his gihihift!"

You grinned, "are you in position to threaten me, Great Mammon?" You asked, moving the brush from his ribs to his armpit and Mammon cackled, tears of laughter clinging to his lashes.

"Nohoho! No, I'm sohohorry! I wohohon't do ihihit!"

"I know you won't, but now I'll have to tickle you more. Just as punishment."

"Nohohoho! Plehehease!"

Mammon kept acting like he didn't enjoy the attention you were giving him, laughing his head off every time you moved the brush to a new spot and claiming that that was his most ticklish spot every time.

You couldn't help but giggle along with him, cheeks blushing at seeing his big smile. Mammon really was the best partner to study with~

#tickletober2022 #tickletober #tickletober day 9 #obey me #mammon #reader #mammon x reader #ticklish!Mammon #mia's things

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bee--positive · 7 months

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Tickletober Day 1: Anticipation

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Summary: Bee loves to make Mammon wait. Mammon is too damn ticklish for this shit.

Characters/Ships: Mammon/OC (Bee)

A/N: I refuse to let this tickletober pass by without writing at least some things. I REFUSE. So take this. Maybe I'll redo it at a later date.

Words: 250 words (Wow, this SUCKS)

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"I'm not even doing anything yet, you silly goose..."

Bee looks down at Mammon from where she's perched above him with a fond smile and softened eyes. Mammon squirms slightly on the bed, his hands loosely holding her wrists. His face is flushed a light red, his own mouth trembling as he fought to control his smile. Behind Bee's back, he kicked his legs against the mattress, trying and failing to distract himself.

"You lihihihiar!" Mammon squeaks out as he eyeballs Bee's hands. They stay mostly unmoving above Mammon's stomach, the fingers wiggling slowly. Bee laughs softly, finding Mammon's predicament amusing.

"It's not my fault that you're too ticklish to take it! What are you gonna do when I do THIS, huh?"

Mammon squeals again as she feints her hands downward, the tips of her fingers barely touching his stomach before returning to their previous position. He barks out a nervous laugh afterward, his blush worsening.

"BEHEHEHEE! Stohohop thahahat!"

Bee giggles along with Mammon as she does the same thing again, her fingers barely curling against his belly before moving back again. "You're such a goofball, heh. I could do this all day."

Mammon laughs once more at her teasing words, his face getting progressively more red.

"Oh, shuhuhut up!"

Bee gasps in mock offense, looking down at Mammon with a scandalized gaze. "How RUDE! I think that deserves some punishment!"

"Wait! Waitwaitwaitwahahahahahait...!"

Is all Mammon gets out before Bee suddenly strikes, a loud cackle echoing throughout the room afterward.

#tickletober #tickle fic #tickle content #obey me tickle #ticklish!mammon #lee!mammon #ler!oc #augtickletober2023 #tickle drabble #of sorts...?#plan what plan #...sigh

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intheticklecloset · 2 years

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Funny Fungi (Obey Me!)

Summary: Levi gives Mammon a dose of funny fungi to distract both him and Lucifer long enough to sneak into the eldest brother’s study and borrow something, but while returning to his room with his prize he realizes he’s been caught...

A/N: The timing of this was so perfect! I got the “funny fungi” texts from the brothers within the last couple of weeks, remembered I still had this request waiting, and boom! Instant inspiration! Enjoy! ^^

Word Count: 1,779

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“Luhuhuhuhucifer!”

Lucifer froze, his instincts telling him he was about to be bombarded with a particularly annoying round of his brothers’ antics. He let out a long sigh and sat back in his chair just as Mammon emerged, clutching his stomach with laughter but – strangely – looking like he was in pain.

“Mahahahahake it stohohohohop!”

“What have you done this time, Mammon?”

“Ahahahahahask Lehehehehevi!” Mammon replied, giggling uncontrollably, gripping the doorframe even as his legs gave out and he crumpled to the floor in a heap. “He gahahahahave me some weheheheheheird snahahahack thing and nohohohohow I cahahahahan’t stop lahahahahaughing!”

“Weird snack thing?” Lucifer frowned, getting to his feet. “Like what, exactly?”

“I dohohohohon’t know! I c-cahahahahahan’t think strahahahahaight! Please, mahahahake it stohohohohohop!”

Lucifer hummed, watching his immediate younger brother laugh himself completely silly, red in the face and near crying from mirth. Though it was mildly amusing, it did genuinely seem like he was in distress, so despite the more sadistic side of him wanting to watch it go on a little longer, the eldest brother said a few words to undo the curse of whatever ‘weird snack thing’ Levi had given him.

Mammon collapsed entirely once he was finally able to stop laughing, gasping in air desperately. He swiped the tears from his eyes and managed a “thank you” to Lucifer in the midst of his recovering.

Several minutes and a glass of water later, Lucifer finally figured out what had happened.

“I see,” he said now, nodding with interest. “It sounds like Levi gave you a healthy dose of Funny Fungi. They’re said to make whoever eats them laugh nonstop for five hundred years.”

“Five hundred—?!” Mammon spat out the water he’d been sipping, eyes wide. “That otaku jerk was going to make me laugh for five hundred years? I would have died laughing!”

“Perhaps that was the intention.”

Mammon scowled. “You guys are so mean to me. What did I ever do?”

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Regardless, amusing as that perhaps would have been, he must have known I’d be the only one who could undo the curse. He purposely went out of his way to cause trouble for me, which isn’t like him. I wonder if he was put up to it, or…?”

“I didn’t do anything!” Mammon cried, looking genuinely horrified and worried. “It wasn’t me! Whatever possessed him to do it, it wasn’t me, I swear!”

“I know that well enough, Mammon.” Lucifer gave him a look. “Why would you do that to yourself? There must be some other reason. I intend to find out what it is.”

Mammon took another drink of water and got to his feet at the same time as his brother. “And I want to get revenge on that little traitor. Let’s go.”

“So this is why you gave Mammon that fungi,” Lucifer said about ten minutes later, standing just outside of Levi’s door.

Levi had been trying to get into his room as fast as possible, but when he saw both of his older brothers standing there waiting for him he knew he’d been caught. Still, he tried hiding the record behind his back. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You needed to distract me long enough to sneak into my study and get that, did you? What made you think I wouldn’t allow you to borrow it if you’d simply asked?”

Mammon threw his hands in the air. “And why me?! Why not Beel? It would have been way easier to get him to eat that awful cursed snack!”

Levi smirked. “Because it was funnier to watch it happen to you, obviously.” He turned to Lucifer. “Also, I didn’t think you’d let me borrow it that easily. That’s why I did it.”

“You’re among the most responsible of our brothers,” Lucifer told him seriously, crossing his arms. “You take such care with your own possessions, I’d have had no qualms about letting you borrow one of mine. I know you’d have gotten it back to me in one piece.”

“Oh,” Levi said after a moment. He slowly pulled the record from behind his back. “Then, uh…can I borrow this?”

Lucifer nodded.

Mammon threw his hands up again. “Hey, hold on! We’re not just…forgiving him, are we?”

“I am,” Lucifer replied. “That’s not to say I won’t dole out punishment, however. Or rather…not to say that I will stop you from doling it out, Mammon.”

Levi looked suddenly worried for the first time. He tried shuffling past the two to get into his room, but Mammon stepped into his path. “Where ya going, little brother?”

“J-Just…whatever you’re going to do to me, do it inside, okay? I don’t want the rest of our brothers to see, or hear, or…whatever.”

Mammon scoffed. “Chicken.” But he allowed Levi inside, shooting Lucifer a mischievous grin over his head.

Once the three were inside Levi’s room and the youngest of them had placed the borrowed record gently atop his collection of others, Mammon cracked his knuckles. “Oh, Lucifer, my dear brother~”

Lucifer quirked a brow. “Mammon.”

“You’re big and strong, aren’t you? Hold Levi for me, would you?”

Levi let out a tiny whine. Lucifer paused for a moment, seeming to consider, then went along with Mammon’s request and hooked his arms under Levi’s, rendering him at least somewhat helpless. (He was still a powerful demon, after all.)

“Since you thought it was so funny to give me that Funny Fungi,” Mammon said, approaching with wiggling fingers, “let’s hear you laugh, little bro~”

Levi’s eyes went wide in the split second before Mammon descended, going straight for his weak spot, squeezing his sides. He jolted and tried to fight back, but Lucifer’s grip only grew firmer, keeping him trapped, unable to stop the flood of giggles that bubbled up from within him.

“W-Wahahahait! Wait! I’m sohohohohohohorry!” he pleaded, cheeks turning pink with effort to hold back his reactions. He hated to let anyone know how ticklish he was, even his brothers, though they’d obviously known for centuries already. “Mahahahahahammon, nohohohohohoho!”

“This is what you get for pranking me!” Mammon laughed along with him, only half mad at this point. It was hard to stay angry when Levi was on the verge of laughter like this. “Tickle, tickle, little Levi~ How do you like that, huh?”

“Dohohohohon’t tehehehehehease me, you jeheheheheherk! That’s nohohohohot fahahahahair!”

“Oh?~” Mammon’s playful grin became wicked. As though always determined to do the exact opposite of whatever he was told, he began unleashing a tsunami of teasing that quickly broke Levi’s last defenses. “Aw, what’s wrong, little bro? Can’t stand up on your own anymore? Need your big brothers to help you stay on your feet, huh? Tickle, tickle! You’re still crazy ticklish, aren’t you? Look how red your face is getting!”

“Stohohohohohohop! Please, stohohohohohohohop!” Levi begged, squirming in Lucifer’s grip and – as Mammon had caught on to – beginning to go weak in the knees both from how ticklish he was and how hard he was laughing now. “Ahehehehehehahahahahahaha!”

Lucifer allowed this to go on for a minute or so, then shifted so that rather than simply trapping his younger brother, he was hugging him just under his arms, curling his fingers into his lower armpits and upper ribs while Mammon continued to work on his sensitive sides.

Levi nearly buckled, throwing all dignity out the window as he struggled to stay upright and flailed his arms in the air uselessly. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEASE!! YOU GUHUHUHUYS, LEHEHEHEHEHEMME GO!! I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!”

“Sorry for what?” Mammon pressed, just to be a tease.

Levi would have scowled if he weren’t howling hysterically.

Realizing their sibling wouldn’t be able to speak more than a couple of words at a time unless some mercy was shown, Lucifer ceased his own tickling while still holding Levi firmly against his chest, waiting expectantly for the flood of apologetic words to come rushing out.

“I’m sohohohohohorry! I’m sorry for c-cuhuhuhuhursing you with the f-f-fuhuhuhuhunny fungi and s-stehehehehealing your rehehehehecord instead of ahahahahasking! I’m sorry!” Levi babbled, red in the face from laughing and clearly reaching his limit. “Plehehehehease, hahahahave mercy, Mammon! Luhuhuhuhucifer! Please!”

Mammon clearly wanted to keep going, but one stern look from Lucifer made him stop as requested. The oldest demon brother helped ease Levi to the ground (his legs had long since given out; it had been an effort to keep him from falling while laughing and struggling as he had).

“Perhaps you’ll think a little harder about your actions in the future,” the raven-haired demon muttered with a barely concealed smile. He patted his head gently and got to his feet. “That’s enough, Mammon. He won’t do it again.”

Mammon shrugged, ruffling Levi’s hair a tad harder than Lucifer had. “If you say so. But try something like that again, and I’ll make sure you really feel my tickling wrath. Got it, Levi?”

Levi covered his face in his hands, flustered out of his mind. He nodded. He heard feet shuffling to his door, and when he thought they were both gone, he uncovered his eyes. He nearly screamed when he saw Mammon right in front of his face, smirking.

Lucifer was nowhere to be found.

“W-Wait!” Levi cried, scrambling back. “I said I’m sorry! It was funny, but – but I won’t do it again, I swear! Don’t tickle me—!”

Before he could finish, Mammon lunged forward and tackled him to the ground in a hug that made the poor, confused otaku freeze.

What?

“M-Mammon? Are you sick? What’s—?”

“You’re cute when you’re tickled, you know?” Mammon said into his ear, refusing to let go. “You don’t have to be embarrassed about it. All of us are ticklish. You know that.”

Levi sighed. “Shut up.”

“I’m serious. But, eh…on a less serious note, I have a favor to ask.”

“No way.” Whatever it was, it couldn’t be good if it was coming from Mammon.

The white-haired demon finally released him and sat back, almost looking like a little kid for how his eyes lit up as he asked excitedly, “Can you get more of that fungi for the human? I’d pay money to see them laugh like it made me laugh.”

Levi blushed at the image his brother conjured. Appealing as it was, he knew Lucifer would kill them both if they went through with it. Still, he couldn’t deny that he wanted to see it, too.

“Actually,” he replied, smiling wider with every word, “do any of us know if they’re ticklish?”

The two of them exchanged beaming smiles and pulled out their phones to text the rest of their siblings, putting yet another chaotic scheme into motion…

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