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interrogation

(Tickletober Day 1)

(image ID under the cut)

Weiterlesen

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There's just something about someone tickling you for the first timee /v\

"ready??~ I'm gonna use alllll the information you so freely gave me to perfectly tease and tickle you"

"oooh my gosh this is even cuter than i pictured ♡"

"oh a squeak??? does that mean you like it?~"

"awwwwwww!! i didn't know you made that sound!! how dare you not tell me!"

"eehe I've been waiting to do this~"

"ohhh noooo... i don't think I can stop, did it once and now I'm addicted to tickling you~ all your fault for being so fun to tickle honestly how rude"

"where was it you said would make you squirm uncontrollably again"??"

"ohhh waiiitt, let's check your tumblr for more fun ideas"

"so where was that special spot of yours again? wanna tell me? or do you want me to find it?~"

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I need someone to pick me up and throw me on the couch and tickle me silly WHO SAID THAT WOW guys the wind is crazy today haha

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to dilute requests.... girls ( ´ ▽ ` )b

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Tickle Bingo sounds so fun??

Like you don’t stop tickling until you get a bingo.

“PLEHEHEHASE!”

“Oooh that’s begging, I can cross that off. Free space (you being cute). All I need is for you to snort and we’re good! So really in YOUR hands, not mine~”

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Your Kpop Demon Hunters fic was SO CUTE!!! 😭💖 Would you ever consider writing more for that fandom? No pressure if not, I just think it was lovely 🥹

Aw thank you so much!! I'm really glad you liked it, it was a lot of fun to write! I might do, I have a couple of wips in the oven, but we'll have to see if I manage to finish them XD

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tw: mention of blood

I think if vampires were real, it would be a known thing throughout the vampire community that a lot of humans have ticklish necks, and some vampires would have to give others tips on how to deal with that

"If your human has a ticklish neck, yes it's cute when they squeak and giggle, but they also scrunch their shoulders up which makes it hard to feed, so here's what you do-"

Also, in this world I think the humans are voluntary feeders and many of them form close bonds with the vampires and might be their primary feeder

And in this situation, I think sometimes the vampire gets playful and might hold them down just to nuzzle and kiss their neck while they pretend to feed just so they can watch their human go nuts

Gentle play bites or lightly dragging their fangs against the skin

And try as they might, the human is no match for vampire strength

Sometimes the human does it back to them and the vampire gets super fuckin flustered and giddy, not used to being on the receiving end

Also I think humans and vampires have a sort of symbiotic relationship here. The Vampire gets fed, and in return they will also buy or prepare normal food for their human to help them replenish their blood faster. If they bite a little too deep, they are the ones who clean and patch the wound

There's unspoken vampire rules that the community knows and they all boil down to, 'Dont be a dick and take care of your feeder human.'

Humans naturally bond with anything that moves, and vampires aren't an exception. So they might form romantic relationships, QPRs, or they might just be really close housemates

This was just supposed to be a tickle scenario, I didn't mean to world-build, it just kinda happened

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I am OFFICIALLY on holiday!! Now to chill out for two entire weeks :D

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Obsessed with how in the finale Eiffel and Lovelace both make very decisive choices for doing this together or not at all, and Minkowski chooses the opposite, making it harder for them to succeed by saving one person. Anyway. I'm in pain.

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Shoutout to the spread out

Making a shoutout post for those in the tk community who are spread far and wide.

Who haven't been able to have a session, whether because they're too shy or nervous to, or because they don't have the luxury or luck to be born in a place populated with people in the community.

Who don't get tagged in posts because they're not in a place where they get to interact regularly with the community, especially in IRL situations.

Who are too shy to even interact and just browse posts and content made/shared in the community.

Who aren't "popular" creators/users (honestly the fact that there's even a popularity contest in this community where people feel this narcissistic need to climb the social ladder is just bloody ridiculous).

Who love and appreciate this community from afar and the people they've met, even when those people are countries or even continents away.

You are seen, you are important, you are loved.

Don't let all these posts with people getting involved in all these activities and tagged in all these posts make you feel left out.

You are just as important and integral to this community, and don't let anyone ever make you feel otherwise.

On a more personal note too, so many friends I've made here are so far away, so spread out, but not situated in areas populated with people in the community, but the love I have for them is not defined by whether they are in a place that has a decent population of the tk community, or how popular they are, but because they are *good people*. They are my friends. People I care about and love. It wouldn't matter to me if they were in the same country or not. It wouldn't matter to me if we even interacted much or not. Every single friend I have made here is important to me, and important to the community, because *they are part of the community*.

All the love to all my friends in the community, far and wide, whether in populated areas of the community or not, this goes out to those who feel a little more isolated or far away, those who are shy to interact, those who are just happy to admire and adore the good things within this community from afar. I'm so happy you exist, as many others are too. ❤️

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Omg cute Rumi tickles, yes please. Give her some 💕 love, she's earned it. Also to her best girls Mira and Zoey. Loved your fic, thanks so much for sharing 🫰🫰🫰

Thank you so much!! I'm really glad you liked it, it was a lot of fun to write <3

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Hey hey,

I just read you K POP Demon Hunter tickle fiction...it was SO CUTE!! Love the idea of Lee!Rumi. sorry if it's alright if i do some fanart of it?

Thank you.

:O Thank you so much!! And YES OF COURSE PLEASE DO FANART OF IT O.O

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Still thinking about the Zoey gif.

Still thinking about lee mood Eepo.

So here's Skitters making Eepo all blushy flustered with a loop of the Zoey gif ☺️

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I stg lee-posting sometimes just feels like

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Sorry but it’s truly quite cute that tickling can make people give up their secrets. like oh! is that all that it takes? a couple of fingers in your worst spots? a few giggles? i wonder what else i can get you to admit to (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ehehe

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Pink

Read on AO3

So… Rumi hadn’t ever fully enjoyed couch time. It was hard to do that when she was paranoid about a sleeve rolling up or her shoulder shifting just enough to-

It made relaxation tricky, was the thing. Things were different now. She was still a little on edge but she was okay to sit on the couch in a crop top and her bandmates were… fine?

Well, mostly fine.

“Uuuuh… Zoey? What are you doing?”

Zoey didn’t look up from tracing the pattern up Rumi’s arm with her fingertips. “Hmm?”

Mira snickered and poked her. “Hey!”

That got Zoey to look up, her expression turning somewhat sheepish. She stilled her hand but didn’t let go of Rumi’s wrist. “Oh, sorry, should I stop?”

Rumi raised an eyebrow. “No, it’s fine, just… what are you doing?”

Emboldened by the permission, she started to trace the zig-zagging patterns again. “Just looking.” She tilted her head and grinned. “They’re pretty.”

Rumi scoffed and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling. “You don’t have to say that. It’s okay.”

Zoey’s delicate fingers stilled, and silence took over for several long seconds. When Rumi looked back down, they were both staring at her. “What?”

Zoey pouted, steel in her eyes. “I said they’re pretty.” She said firmly.

Mira nudged her. “Sorry Rumi, I think you’re outvoted.”

Oh. Oh. Rumi wasn’t sure if she wanted to cry or smile. She blinked heavily to avoid the former. “Oh… thanks.” She said, her voice quiet and fragile.

“You’re welcome.” Zoey said, and Mira’s hand squeezed hers reassuringly. Zoey’s tracing resumed, somehow more affectionate than before. Criss-crossing up her arm, towards her shoulder, around the base of her neck… crap. That tickled.

Rumi twitched when Zoey kept going, trying not to give herself away. Not to smile or jump or squirm, but her touch was so delicate and soft and nice that she knew she had to do something.

“Zoey-” She stopped, feeling the giggles fizzing up in her stomach and knowing that one more word would let them out and give her away. Zoey, for her part, only hummed a quiet acknowledgement at her name, seemingly too transfixed by the shimmering patterns to notice their leader struggling to keep it together.

And Mira. Mira was smirking at her. Oh no. Rumi shook her head at her, biting her lip around a nervous smile. She knew how this was going to go now, there was only one way for it to go, and knowing that, the inevitability, had her feeling all the more giggly and squirmy.

Rumi closed her eyes, trying to focus, and the second she did a hand playfully squeezed her side, and she- she snorted.

All three of them froze. Rumi’s eyes shot open wide.

Mira was the first to react, breaking into laughter and covering her mouth with one hand. Rumi glared and slapped at her. “Shut up!” She tried to scold while smiling herself. “That was not fair!”

Zoey’s eyes locked onto that spot on Rumi’s side. The patterns there were glowing a pale pink. Hmm. “Aww, Rumi, are you ticklish?”

Rumi froze. “Uh…”

“Uh?” Mira repeated, grinning wolfishly.

She shrank back, her patterns glowing almost as brightly as her face. “I, um…” She mumbled something incomprehensible and tried to curl in on herself as the other two gained on her.

“Aww, what’s wrong?” Zoey cooed in fake concern.

Rumi whined, wishing for her hoodie to hide in. “You’re gonna…”

Mira chuckled. “We’re gonna what?”

Her knees curled up. “Tickle me!”

“Oh!” Zoey beamed. “Well, if you really want us to.”

Wait. “Wait! That’s not- AH!” She squealed when Zoey faked a grab at her and jolted away. Right into Mira, who grabbed one of her arms and pulled it up, long fingers darting across her vulnerable stomach, lighting her patterns up like a Christmas tree and making Rumi flail and shriek with giggles.

Zoey’s face lit up. “Oh my gosh, cuuuute!”

Despite her best efforts, Rumi snorted again, her free hand chasing Mira’s as it scampered up her side and ribs, darting under her arm and altogether driving her crazy. “Wait!” She tried to protest between laughing. “Waitwaitwaitwait!”

To her surprise, Mira did so, though her hand stayed where it was, resting against her side, fingers gently playing against her patterns and keeping her twitching. “Well?” Mira said smugly. “We’re waiting.”

The thing was, no one had tickled her since she was little. Rumi had sort of forgotten what it felt like. Forgotten… that it was fun. She was trapped between Zoey’s bright smile and Mira’s mischievous hands and…

She didn’t want to go anywhere.

So, after taking a moment, Rumi weakly pulled at her trapped arm and tried to turn enough to launch a counterattack against Mira. Which immediately failed when Mira’s manicured nails started scratching at her stomach, sending her into a fit of helpless, bubbly laughter.

Mira grinned. “Really?” She said teasingly. “You thought that’d work?” Rumi was laughing too hard to reply, and it was honestly adorable. Even if her free arm kept almost hitting Mira in the face.

Quick as lightning, Zoey caught her other arm and leaned in close, smiling widely. “Did you?” She said knowingly, a warm spark in her eye. “Did you think that’d work?”

Rumi yelped and shrank back. Then jumped away from Mira. Ugh, which way could she even go?

Zoey giggled and leaned in close to her ear. “You are so cute!” She cooed, relishing Rumi’s giddy laughter and wide smile. And… oh. She giggled again. “Aww, Mira, she’s blushing!”

“No!” Rumi squeaked, trying to turn her head enough that she could hide her face in the couch, but her bones had turned to jelly.

“Oh yes you are!” Zoey sang quietly into her ear, then raised an eyebrow. Rumi’s patterns were glowing pale pink all over, fluctuating in brightness, but right behind her ear was constantly bright. Her grin grew bigger, and she quickly took a deep breath, pressed her lips to the glowing spot, and blew the biggest raspberry she could.

Rumi jumped so hard that she almost threw them both off, her laughter turning into shrieking, frantically shaking her head to get her off. “ZOEY!”

Mira paused, taken aback. “Woah,” She chuckled, “What did you do?”

Zoey grinned, nuzzling into Rumi’s neck to keep her giggling. “Rumiii.” She sang delightedly.

“Nooooo!” She whined, trying to guard her neck with her shoulders and failing.

Mira chuckled, tracing one finger over the patterns on her abdomen. “You’re glowing, you know that?”

No. She was far too busy giggling like crazy to notice her dumb patterns and whatever they were doing.

Zoey’s nose snuffled into that spot behind her ear. “You go all pink when you’re tickly.” She giggled, heedless of the fact that Rumi was all but entirely melted by this point. “And your tickle spots go extra pink.”

Rumi kicked her legs weakly. “Stop saying it!”

“Oh, for real?” Mira said, paying closer attention to the patterns and quickly noticing the brighter glow to her lower back. On a hunch, she let go of Rumi’s arm and raked her nails up both sides.

Her smile went soft when Rumi squealed and flopped forwards right onto Zoey, her face smushed into her shoulder and her arms wrapping around her. Zoey returned the embrace, continuing to growl and nip playfully at her neck and ears.

Rumi hiccupped. “Tickles!” She managed to squeak. It was the only thought in her head anyway.

Mira snickered. “Wow, I hadn’t noticed.” She said sarcastically, wiggling her fingers in a wave over Rumi’s back and earning another hiccup. Her eyes met Zoey’s over her shoulder in a silent agreement. They’d take advantage of this as often as they could. If only to see that huge smile on Rumi’s face.

It wasn’t like she was trying to get away.

They both eased off when Rumi’s laughter went silent. Mira’s hands wrapped around her waist instead, squeezing tightly, and Zoey nestled her head into the crook of her neck, smiling at her. Rumi was really adorable like this. Giddy and giggly, she almost looked like she was floating.

Once Rumi had caught her breath, Zoey gently kissed her cheek. “We love you Rumi.” She said warmly. Mira hummed in agreement.

Rumi huffed out a residual laugh. She felt… warm. And loved. “Love you guys too.” She mumbled, smiling more than she could remember ever doing.

Mira chuckled. “Guess we know what to do the next time you try to interrupt couch time.” She said, tracing one finger teasingly up Rumi’s spine and making her arch. “Think twice before pushing up another single.”

“Okay!” She said with a squeak. “Okay, I promise, no interrupting couch time. Couch time is sacred.”

Zoey laughed wickedly. “On pain of tickles!” She said, wiggling her fingers in the air. They all laughed, Rumi’s patterns maintaining that pale pink glow.

Rumi sighed, sagging in their embrace. “You guys are the best.”

“We know.” Mira said with a grin. “So are you.”

She huffed a laugh. “If you say so.”

“We know so.” Zoey said, squeezing her tightly.

Heh. “Okay.” Rumi didn’t know what it was about those two, but something about being here with them in this moment made her believe them.