Sanders Sides Tickle Fic Oneshots

TickleTober 2019 - Parts 1-11, 15-17, 22, 26, 28, 30 (Completed)

Author's Note: Heyyyyy! Sorry it's not the moceit fic. I'm having quite a bit of trouble with it, but it will get finished, just not right away. What I have here is a prompt list from Shunfluff of Tumblr that I plan on fulfilling for each Day of October!!! I'm hoping to have a different ship for the different prompts you see here! I'm trying to keep each fic within 500-700 words each. I'm not the best with minifics, but this is how I get better! I hope you like all of these that I've written and check back daily to see if I've written anymore! Enjoy! <3 you all!

October 1st - Feathers

Ship: Prinxiety

Words ~ 568 ~

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Virgil knew that Roman despised anyone snooping in his room. And he knew that he shouldn't have tried to search for his foundation without asking, because he had the sinking feeling he was going to see something Roman didn't want him too. And unfortunately for Virgil, he was right. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary, but Roman seemed to have left a humongous box of feathers lying in the middle of the floor in his room. When Virgil inspected the box, he found all different types of feathers with a variety of shapes and sizes.

He couldn't help himself as he shuffled through the box, looking for one he might steal from the prince's collection. His eyes were drawn to a long soft pheasant feather, colored black and purple. The anxious side picked it up and twirled it between his fingers, marveling at it's colors. He dragged it across his palm and shivered, the touch reminding him of something he always longed for.

"Having fun?" Roman's voice boomed behind him. The sudden noise startled Virgil which caused him to lose his balance and fall straight into Roman's large box of feathers. Anxiety wrinkled his nose and sneezed a bit as the feathers fluttered back down to the ground past his face.

"I only wanted your foundation!" He blew one upwards that began floating past his face. "Why do you even have this big box of feathers anyway?" Roman spied the feather Virgil had been playing with and held it up to him.

"Many reasons! I like collecting feathers that I find in the imagination. There are many uses for them." Roman wiggled the black and purple feather near his ears and virgil scrunched up his neck in response.

"Ah! No! I'm sorry for intruding! Just let me borrow your foundation and I'll get out. You don't need to resort to that!" Virgil tried to back up, but alas Roman had him cornered within the box of feathers.

"Oh you can have my foundation. I can conjure more for myself. Right after I tickle you for deliberately walking into my room without asking!" Roman folded his arms across his chest. "You can pay me for the foundation in your beautiful laughter!" Roman lowered the feather towards Virgil's neck and the anxious side instantly cowered away.

"AAH! Nohohohoho!" But Roman was too quick and easily flicked the feather along his collar bone. Virgil pushed at his hands, but it did nothing to stop the curious feather from wiggling into his sensitive spots. With his unoccupied hand, Roman pulled up Virgil's shirt and began to stuff feathers inside of it. "EEEK! Nohohohoho! Princey STahahap!"

"Are you going to go snooping in my room again?" Roman turned Virgil's chin so they could make eye contact and the anxious side rigorously shook his head. Roman smirked. "Do I need to make sure?"

Virgil tried to get up out of the box, but Roman pushed him back down. "No! I'll never do it again! Just let me go!"

Roman thoughtfully hummed. "Just one more tickle spot..." He fluttered the feather along his exposed hips and waists, bathing in Virgil's adorable giggles. He finally let up. "Alright. We're finished!" The prince helped a grumbling Virgil out of the box and he couldn't help but chuckle as the darker side kept pulling feather after feather out of his hoodie as he trudged back to his room.