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[pepper-luv]

I'm currently working on a fantasy book, and want your opinion!

Is it annoying for the book to switch povs? I know sometimes it can be, but I want to do a chapter from the main love interests perspective. I haven't done anything like this before in the book, and it is in first-person (through the character's eyes, ex. "I run up the grassy hill")

Thank you so much!

[pepper-luv]

Remember Saint Peter's song, "Welcome to Heaven"?

At the end you can hear him out of breath- meaning he doesn't sing that song often. Assuming he sings it every time someone comes into heaven, that shows just how much hell is overpopulated-!

A lot of thought was clearly put in, and I think it's an overlooked detail 🤭

[pepper-luv]

AI art sucks 🤧🤧

The pencils breaking into smaller pencils

And why they treating word pencil like a slur. Reblog to scare ai losers away 🤭

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OHMYGOD IT LOOKS SO GOOD ALREADY

y'all I'm slowly cooking bear with me 🫶🫶🫶

[pepper-luv]

AH OMG I LOVE THESE SO MUCH

Here are some little sticker-pngs for yall to use, idk, felt like posting em, and yes! You can use them for profile pictures and reaction images, I don't mind lol

[pepper-luv]

*Angels 😓

[pepper-luv]

I wanna try this!! Ask me stuff, I'm bored :D

✨Lee/Ler/switch preferences✨

(You can choose both!!)

☁️- pinned down or restrained?

🌙- fingers or tools?

🌼-rough tikies,or soft tikies?

☄️-baby oil, or bare hands?

🎠- baby talk or causal teases?

🎐-punishment tikies or reward?

🦄- having to say the t-word (for the lers and switches making the lee say it) or having to admit something? (Making the lee admit something)

🍧- counting ribs or counting piggies?

🍨-trying not to laugh, or trying to not move? (For lers make the lee try to stay still or making the lee trying not to laugh)

🍬-Having to read a book while being tickled or having to play a videogame while being tickled?(for lers having the lee trying to read or play while being tickled)

🎟️- raspberries or nibbles?

💎- gang tickling or solo tikies?

💫-playfull tikies or tickle torture?

✨- Winning a tickle fight or loosing it?

🌈-ticklish hugs or ticklish kisses?

🎉-bikini/ underwear tikies or PJ tikies?

🍩-morning tikies to wake up and get ride of the sleepiness or bed time tikies to make you feel sleepy?

🐻- being blindfolded, or having to stare the Ler? (Having the lee staring and watch what are you doing or blindfolding the lee?)

🌑- telling the lee every single thing you will do, or making the lee guess every single thing you will do? (For lees hearing every little single thing the Ler will do to you or having to guess every single thing that will happen to you?)

🖤- socks on or socks off?

🍙- cute crop tops, or cute socks?

(Feel free to send asks to your mutuals or post this with your answers! :3)

[pepper-luv]

@voxtechxz oh look that's you today :D

[pepper-luv]

🪐~Extermination~🪐

This is a tickle fic! If that's not your cup of ☕, ignore this!

Lee!Reader x Ler!Vox

NSFW and 26+ DNI 🫶

Adam IS still alive because I love him!

It's the day of the day extermination, but thanks to Emily's protests towards Sera, it's going a bit differently this time. Angels are still supposed to have the upper hand on the sinners, but when angel Y/N ends up in the Vees' tower, it's Vox whom is victorious.

Unedited, good luck 🍀

It's noon in hell, and all of the sinners are either locked up in their homes or freely roaming the streets. Regardless of their current location, they're all awaiting the angels' arrival. Some eagerly, and some... less so.

Why might some be eager to face the incoming doom? Well, Emily has managed to convince Sera of redemption, but it leaves all of the previous exterminators unsatisfied. Adam and Lute in particular.

Due to Adam's previous encounter with Y/N, he's developed a solution. Of course the sinners would need some motivation to redeem themselves, right? Now, every six months, the angels come down for the "extermination", but it is not the same.

The chosen exterminators go down to hell, and tickle all of Hell's citizens for as long as possible. Some eagerly await this, walking freely through the streets. Some don't mind it at all, doing as they please. But the majority of Hell's citizens lock themselves away in their homes, hiding anxiously despite whether or not they do secretly look forward to being wrecked senselesss.

Vox and his companions are, in fact, the latter. The entirety of the Vee's tower is in lockdown, and Vox specifically sits at his desk, hunched anxiously over his cameras.

"Vox!" a voice calls out, startling him. Velvette. He spins around quickly in his chair.

"Velvette, what is ever is the problem, my dear?" he asks, nothing Valentino's presence behind her. She rolls her eyes whilst Val raises an eyebrow at him.

"You can't just sit there anxiously staring at your little screens for the whole day! I don't get why you're so worried, anyway; you've always told us you're not even ticklish!" Velvette snaps. Valentino nods.

"Come on, it's not like having the angels' hands all over us is a bad thing," he adds, enticing Vel to smack him on the shoulder.

"Of course it doesn't matter, I just wanna watch Alastor fucking wrecked! He's ticklish as fuck!" Vox scoffs, turning back to his screens. "Little Princess Morningstar has forced her whole hotel outside, thinking the endorphins gained from laughing are good for them!" In fact she had, all the hotel's residents grumbling as they roam out in the open. Val raises an eyebrow as the 'grumpy cat guy' tries to sneak back into the hotel, eyes narrowing as Angel Dust drags him back out by his tail.

"That Angel dust whore!" he exclaims; walking over to the cameras as Velvette tries to drag him away.

"I ought to take you all outside, so you can get fricking wrecked and stop bothering me!" She sighs, walking out. Val soon follows, leaving Vox to watch his screens.

This is dumb, he thinks. They probably won't even show up! Right as he thinks this, a bright light flashes on his monitors, and his eyes widen as he sees angels flying in. Fuck.

You squeal as Adam very intentionally brushes his wings against your side, making him laugh at your reaction as you fly down to hell.

"Damn, you really are fucking ticklish!" he exclaims as you shove him, landing. Adam and Lute instantly head for Charlie's hotel, leaving you to look around the area. Your gaze instantly catches on a huge tower, glowing with neon lights and towering over the rest of hell.

"The Vee's tower, huh?" you think out loud, flying over to find it secured, doors locked tightly. You look up at a camera, grinning at it and almost certain there was someone watching. Scanning the tower, you notice a balcony... with an open window. You scan for cameras, and there are none on that specific section, allowing you to sneak in undetected. Slipping through the window, you find yourself in a red carpeted hallway.

"The fucking angels are actually here wrecking people?!? What a JOKE." You hear someone exclaim from behind a door, sounding somewhat.. Nervous. Walking closer, you hear more. "Fucking Alastor!! Why can't he just let them fucking WRECK him?" You're right on the other side of the door now, one doorknob away from your target. You slowly turn the doorknob, sliding it open. A voice startles you.

"Silly girl. You don't really think you could get in here undetected, did you?" You look up to see a man with a TV for a head, facing at least twenty screens. The center one is the only one he's focusing on, and your eyes widen as you see your own face right on the screen, as you stand directly in the doorway.

"It's funny that you're the confident one, considering you're about to be fucking wrecked. With all this protection, you must be devastatingly ticklish." You shoot back, and he turns to you.

"Oh, that's the thing though. I'm sure you angels aren't invincible, are you?" the screens change to a view of a dark red deer man- tickling the shit out of Lute! Lucifer himself is there too, and you stifle a laugh at the sight of Adam being tickled to pieces. The man stands up, smirking at you, and you realize you've fucked up.

"H-hey, I was just joking around.." you trail off, squeaking as you feel charging cords wrap around your wrists, pulling your arms up above your head. Today was a great fucking day to wear a crop top, wasn't it? The man approaches.

"I'm Vox, and I believe you've tresspassed into my tower." he shoots you a shit-eating grin. "We can't have that, now can we?" you suddenly notice his hands, and he has CLAWS. You suck your tummy in as his hand approaches. You're so fixated on his one hand, you don't notice his other until a claw drags down your side.

"AHaha! V-vox, plehehease!" You squeal as he slowly drags his claws up and down your side. His other hand quickly joins, giving you no escape as he speeds up his ticklish assault, skittering his claws all over you.

"You really thought you could break into my tower? I'm THE Vox. You're so ticklish too, you really didn't think about the consequences, did you? Or maybe you wanted this to happen..." He murmurs, and you feel your face heat up at his taunts.

"NAHAHA PLEHEHEASE!! I'M SAHAHARY!!" You're already begging for mercy as he drags his claws all over your belly, sides, and ribs. The ticklish agony only increases as you feel his fingers start to send little ticklish zaps out, making you squirm desperately in his grasp.

"Aww, you're already begging? Damn, I thought an angel would last longer than that," he smirks. His claws move up to your armpits, scritching in little circles.

"WAHAhait!! We can talk about thihihis!" you giggle out, but he ignores you. The door opens, and your eyes widen, worried it's another one of the "Vees". To your embarrassment, it's Adam, who must have gotten bored of Lucifer.

"Holy shitballs! You let a SINNER wreck you?" he exclaims, laughing at you. You glare at him through your giggles.

"SHUHUT UP!! DON'T ACT LIKE LUCIFER WASN'T JUST WRECKING YOUR SHIT TEN MIHIHINUTES AGO!" You squeal out, Vox only amplifying his tickling assault.

"Oh you did not..." Adam approaches, making you squirm back.

"Hehehelp mee!!" You giggle, and Vox shakes his head.

"Nahh, I think I'll let you stay here for a while..." he teases, ignoring your yelling as he looks around the room. "OOH, look at this cool monitor set up!!" he exclaims. Vox finally stops your assault to go protect his precious cameras from Adam, and you take your chance to escape. The TV man turns back as you slip out the door, grinning at him.

"See ya next extermination!" Adam quickly escapes before Vox can tickle him too, and you fly back up to heaven. You don't quite feel... Accomplished, but you're satisfied.

[pepper-luv]

Hear me out.

What if in the extermination in hell, instead of just killing everyone, the angels wreck everyone. 🤭

They have WINGS. Imagine it though, hell is counting down for the next "extermination" and preparing to get freaking wrecked.

Instead of the theory that angels can't be killed, everyone thinks they're not ticklish, (when really they're only sensitive to their own feathers, which drop very easily) 🤭🤭🤭

[pepper-luv]

Only ONE person needs therapy from my most recent story (No Regrets)!! It's a miracle 🤭🤭

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You're so cute, let me tease you

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[pepper-luv]

Lees: reblog if you’d like to be tickled

Lers: if a lee reblogs this and later is too flustered to admit they want tickles, you can send them their reblog as proof 😈

Simple as that!

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:>

Reblog if you're looking for more tickle friends

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🌼~No Regrets~🌼

This is a tickle fic! If that's not your cup of ☕, ignore this!

Lee!reader x Ler!Adam (Hazbin Hotel)

NSFW and 26+ DNI! 🫶

Reader decides to pull a little prank on Adam, thinking it would be "funny". Adam, thankfully unfortunately,does not quite agree.

unedited, good luck soldier 🫡

You smile as you look at your finished work. Yet again, Adam fell asleep in a meeting, and Sera was too fed up with his bullshit to even bother trying to wake him up. He slept through the meeting, and now lays down on the table with drool pooling out of his mouth and your artwork displayed in sharpie on his face.

You try to stifle a laugh at the sight of his new, jet-black and 2d mustache. Of course, he could always cover it up with his mask, which is why it is now in your possession. He fell asleep on the table without properly securing his mask, of course, so when it fell off in his sleep, how could you resist?

You decide to get out of there before he wakes up and tries to murder you for your artwork. Snatching the mask off the table (and your sharpie, lest he decide to 'beautify' your face aswell), and are almost at the door when you hear a sleepy groan from behind you. Slowly turning your head, you see Adam rubbing his eyes and wiping the drool from his mouth on the corner of his sleeve. Fuck.

"It's finally over?" he asks sleepily, trying to look for his mask with squinty tired eyes and patting around the table. Once his eyes adjust to the light, he looks up at you. "Whatta ya got my mask for, sugar tits? Give it!" You stare at him, pressing your lips tightly together in an attempt to hide your laughter. He looks ridiculous with the sharpie on his face, and it's even funnier that he hasn't seen it yet.

"But everyone wants to see the gorgeous face of Adam, the original man!" You exclaim with fake admiration. He rolls his eyes.

"Of course they do, sweetcheeks, I'm the original dick! They gotta earn seeing the dickmaster's face. Now gimme my mask!" he grumbles, standing up and walking towards you. You flash him a quick grin before sprinting out the door, slamming it in his face and giggling. You quickly dash to your room, running into the bathroom and hiding behind the shower curtain. It's better than the closet or under the bed, those are easy spots!

You try not to laugh as you hear Adam barge in, not bothering to knock. "Where the hell are you? Gimme my mask!"

You hear his footsteps sound on the tile of the bathroom, and suddenly come to a stop. He's silent. You've never heard him be this quiet in your life, and you don't know whether to laugh or be afraid.

"You drew. On the ORIGINAL DICK'S FACE. With MARKER?" He exclaims, and you can't hold your laughter, cupping your hands over your mouth as you giggle. The shower curtain comes flying open, and you slide down the wall, giggling on the floor. He towers over you, a mix of fury and bafflement on his face.

"Aha- Adam, I'm sohohorry! It's just- funny!" You manage to giggle out, dying laughing at his decorated face and baffled expression. He smirks at you, raising an eyebrow as he snatches you up from the shower floor. Your eyes widen as he carries you into your bedroom and tosses you on the bed. Suddenly, you feel his fingers scribbling all over your ribs.

"You wanna laugh? Hmm? Yeah, you wanna laugh? Go on, let it out!" He mocks at you, grinning at your desperate giggles and squirms.

"NAHA- Nahaha Adam!! I'm sahaharry!" you squeal, wiggling around in an attempt to escape his torturous fingers.

"It's your own fault for messing with the dickmaster!" he responds, switching between drilling his fingertips against your stomach and in between your ribs in an unpredictable sequence.

"PLEHEHEASE!!" your giggles echo throughout the bedroom, and you look up at him to see his grin. He looks like he's having fun, despite the sharpie art across his face.

"Oh come on, you can handle it, sugar tits!" he teases, adjusting himself so that he's hovering over your belly. Your eyes widen as he smirks down at you.

"No- no, Adam, plehehease! Have mercy!" You beg, giving him your best puppy dog eyes through giggles.

"But you love this face sooo much, you even put your artwork on it! I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I just used it to..." he brings his face down to your belly, nuzzling his stubble into your ticklish skin.

"NAHAhaha!!! Adam!" You squeal, eyes becoming big as saucers as you feel him taking a deep breath against your belly. "Adam- don't you dare.." But he doesn't listen, making you nearly scream with laughter as he blows a big ass raspberry against your belly. "ADAHAHAM!!"

"Aww, what's the matter sweetcheeks? Can't handle it?" He teases, blowing raspberry after raspberry all over your ticklish skin. By now you're a giggly mess, squirming and shaking with laughter as he finally relents his torture on your belly.

"Look at ya, all red and blushy!" he smirks, going back to his fingers' torture on your ribs. The tickles make you giggle uncontrollably, pushing at his chest and trying to squirm out of his grasp. Finally, you manage to roll out of his grasp, and straight off the bed. You tumble onto the floor with a thud, making him laugh as you let out an "OUCH!" and try to catch your breath on the floor.

You eventually drag yourself up off the ground, glowering at the sight of Adam laughing his ass off. "Having fun, shitface?" He raises an eyebrow, smirking and wiggling his fingers at you, making you shrink back. "Okay, okay!"

"Regret your decision to mess with the original dick?" he taunts, and you grin at him.

"Nahh, I don't do regrets- and anyway, it was SO worth it." you respond. He steps towards you, cracking his knuckles.

"Oh, you want a round two, don't cha sugar tits?" he mocks, making you back against the wall, blushing.

Worth it.

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REBLOGG

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.