#Just a bunch of Tickling

[radiant-fanon-maker]

N my lordddddd

No oil despite the clip, dw. But there are sparks, and also md finale spoilers

please tell me it wasn't just me who thought n was gonna start laughing when Flesha was prying at his chest my fucking lordddddd

he laughed when beau was slicing him! I almost fell into a lee mood at flesha doing those little hand motions, the fricking ler.

Why yes i made this gif myself, this was shockingly dificult.

[radiant-fanon-maker]

@ticklish-puppy-boy wanna try these along with me?

Tickle Questions? Cause Why Not?

1. What’s your favorite tickle tool? 2. Favorite Ler? (Tag them if you dare~) 3. Favorite Lee? (Tag them to call them out~) 4. Opinion on blindfolds/restraints? Why or why not? 5. A spot that gets you squealing? 6. How long do you estimate you could last before calling mercy? 7. Ever have tickle fantasies? 8. Why did you make your tickle blog? 9. Does anyone irl know of your interests? 10. Can you say the t-word? 11. Verbal teases, yes or no and why? 12. Upper body tickles or lower body tickles? 13. Neck or ear tickles? 14. Pinned on your back, or your stomach? 15. What do you love about the lees you know? 16. What do you love about the lers you know? 17. Feathers or Paint Brushes? 18. How long have you known about your interests in the community? 19. What’s your favorite way to be tickled? (As in provoked, teased into asking, etc.) 20. Are you/Do you like Polite Lees or Bratty Lees? (Asking for tickles vs Pissing someone off for tickles) Feel free to add questions/truth or dares to these if you wish!

[radiant-fanon-maker]

"Let's Check on that Core"

Finale Spoilers Kinda

I needed some fluff after that scene

[angoryt]

An illustration of the two old cats working together on a rare occasion.

I think I might possibly have gone a bit overboard with the affects. But who cares, have some green.

I am actually really proud of this one. And it all started with a sketch I had forgotten about. And then I found it again after half a year.

[jordanswitches]

this sounds so silly but i just wanted to say thank you to everyone who interacts with my account, especially my mutuals and friends. i've had it for years and took a long break and came back in august with this newfound passion for making content and posting, and the response has just meant so much for me. my breakup with my girlfriend of five years was in september, and i was so worried because i didn't have many friends and i knew having friends to spend time with would be so important when i wouldn't be seeing her nearly as often. but you guys really came through and i've made SO many wonderful friends on here who have supported me through so much and made me feel like i'm a person worth being around. you've helped me find myself again after being in a relationship where we were both drowning ourselves to keep the other afloat. i really forgot what kind of person i was. but in making things for this account and finding my friends on here, i've learned i'm funny and considerate and hot and creative and i have a good voice and i can act and that some people find me to be a compelling person. i can't tell you how valuable this has been for me. just feeling very lucky and special 💕

[radiant-fanon-maker]

Strechy Tickle Monster

Tishu: Gahahaha

Rodger: Gohoob this is-is unacceptahable he-hee

Shrimpo: NoHAHAHA Youhoho suck!

Goob: That was fun, wasn't it?

Yes it was~

[radiant-fanon-maker]

it's so cute seeing all of these tickle monsters

Tickle Monster Concept Idea:

String Snake

A Tickle Monster that disguises itself as a Hoodie String. It will wait for the right Moment to strike upon its unsuspecting Victims by diving into their Clothes and proceeds to then slither, poke and nuzzle around their ticklish Spots there. String Snakes vary in many different Colours- uwu

[thatbigbisexual29]

Opposite Day (ATSP)

*pant pant pant* I"VE DONE IT! THE FIC IS COMPLETE! Sorry it took so long guys, this was a little hard to write for some reason? This one is a little short and has more of buildup than tickling, but the next one I know you all will really enjoy! Anyways, eat up my beauties! And as always, thank's for the kind words and enjoy ;)

“Gwendie. I don’ mind you stayin’ at mah place, but could you get offa me?” Hobie asked as the girl had her feet planted near Hobie’s face. The two were chilling at Hobie’s place and Gwen had the audacity to walk in, unannounced, approach Hobie as he laid on his couch, and fully laid on top of him. Gwen, not even bothering to fight back her mischievous, shit-eating grin, looked up and pretended to think about it.

“Nah, I’m good.” She then picked up a nearby magazine and began flipping through the pages. With a small growl, Hobie then smirked, an idea popping into his head.

“Y’know, Gwendie, s’actually opposite day in this universe. So, fank you.” He lifted up one of his legs and let Gwen fall to the floor with a loud grunt. She glared back with an offended and shocked look, a slight smile to her open mouth as she scoffed. Hobie smirked and stood up, walking to the small kitchen.

“You jerk!” Gwen accused as she stood up and jogged to him, poking her head in behind him. Just then, keys jiggled against the doorknob as Karl Morningdew, aka Captain Anarchy, entered the building. Hobie smirked, immediately creating a plan in his head.

“Oi, Karl! Is Opposite Day, no?” he called behind him.

Without skipping a beat, Karl walked past them while reading a (probably stolen) magazine and said, “Course not. Comes ‘round this time of year every year. Why?”

God how Hobie loved him. Not even two seconds in the door and he’s already playing along with his games. That’s how Hobie knew he had a great friend. Gwen looked shocked and perturbed at the same time. The look on her face was pure confusion. Hobie fought down his laugh.

“See?” He gestured, a smirk on his face as he looked at Gwen. “‘S Opposite Day. Get used to it~”

Gwen groaned, as any other teen would do, and crossed her arms in a huff.

“Since when do you follow rules?” she asked.

“I just do what pisses someone else off.” Hobie gave her a broad, cheeky smile and returned to his teabag. Gwen rolled her eyes and returned to the couch, laying across the cushions. She flipped through the channels, searching for anything mind numbing to watch. Karl sat on the (broken) armchair and flipped through his magazine quietly. Hobie came back and lifted up Gwen’s feet to make room for himself.

“Oi, leave dis one on,” Hobie said. Gwen scoffed a laugh.

“You watch the Great British Baking Show?”

“Don’t you dare mock that show, Gwen,” Karl piped up, “Hobie is very passionate about nice old ladies making cakes and promoting their local businesses.”

“Bofa yous can suck it,” Hobie grumbled, sipping on his tea as the two laughed at him. But Hobie had the last laugh when he saw them both deeply engrossed in the show twenty minutes later. They even started commenting aloud, talking about which contestant was more screwed. Like you can do any better, Hobie retorted in his head. As the show went on, one of the bakers decided to make a cake shaped and decorated to look like an electric guitar. This brought back sudden memories of the prank that was pulled on his own guitar not even a week ago. Then, he realized Gwen still had her feet on his lap. What a perfect opportunity for revenge.

Hobie set his tea on a side table and innocently put his hands in his lap. Then, acting as if he was bored, started to graze his fingers on Gwen’s soles. Her feet twitched and she gave him an odd look.

“Hobs, what are you doing?” she asked, about to move her feet. Hobie quickly caught her ankles and forced them to stay on his thigh.

“Y’know, Tabitha’s cake reminded me o’ somefin. De electric guitar look, yeah? Woulda been mor interestin’ if she used… noodles.” Hobie growled out that last word.

Gwen’s eyes bulged out of her skull as she tried to scramble away, acting like a cat just got thrown into a bathtub. Hobie cackled loudly and wrapped an arm around her ankles and pulled her close, scribbling all over her soles. Gwen barked out a surprise laugh and immediately covered her mouth to muffle her giggles. Her laughter was stifled, but her thrashing and kicking reminded Hobie of an American Rodeo Show.

“Damn, ‘s almos’ like you don’ wanna reap wha you sow! K-KArl! ‘Elp me out ‘ere! She’s a wild one!” Hobie called out as he laughed, nearly being thrown about. Their spidey strength competed against each other, Hobie’s grip versus Gwen’s power legs. Karl huffed a laugh and walked over with a sorry-not-sorry look on his face.

“Sorry, Gwendie.” He adopted Hobie’s nickname for her as he pushed her shoulders into the couch as he sat on her back, facing towards the tv. This earned a loud groan from the Spider-Woman at the weight and that quickly turned into hysterical laughter. Karl smirked and squeezed her side a few times. “You kinda deserve this. You’re lucky Miles was nice to buy him strings. But then again you’re super unlucky since he ratted you out. Now hush, I wanna see how Glendale’s triple chocolate cake turns out.”

Now, contrary to popular belief, this happens more often than one would think. Three punks (Gwen being honorary) tickling each other while they watch a baking show? It’s a pretty funny sight. So not many people would imagine this scenario, much less see it with their own two eyes.

Now that Hobie and Karl had Gwen stuck (hee hee spiderman joke), Hobie was able to properly get to work. He still had to watch himself as Gwen’s donkey kicks still proved dangerous. He scribbled and scratched all over her arches earning shrieks of protest from his friend.

“HOHOHOHOHOBIE!! KAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAARL!!! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLING MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Gwen screamed, swinging an arm back in an attempt to hit either one of them. Karl dodged just in time and caught her wrist, starting to poke at her armpit which caused her to giggle hysterically.

“You forget s’opposite day or somefin?” Hobie asked as he gave small squeezes under each of her toes. Gwen bucked back and almost nailed him in the nose.

“Youhuhuhuhuhuhu suck! Okahahahahay okay! Keheheheheheheep tihihihihickling mehehehehe you bahahahahastard!” Gwen said in ‘Opposite Day’ fashion. Hobie bore the most sinister grin a spiderman could pull.

“Keep ticklin’ yous? Alroight, if yous says so~” Hobie grabbed the back of her knees and started scribbling. Realizing she’d been betrayed, Gwen started doing everything in her power to escape. Although, her efforts went unnoticed between the two.

“HOBIE NOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! N-NOHOHOHOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIR YOU- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” She couldn’t even finish her sentence, she was so ticklish angry. Hobie and Karl chuckled.

“Gwendie, you are either extremely ticklish or way too over dramatic. I can’t tell which at dis point,” Hobie teased.

“You are evil, Hobs.” Karl stopped his poking assault and just held her wrist, making sure she wouldn’t accidentally break her arm.

“Am jus’ lookin’ for an apology, luv! C’mon, Gwendie~ Jus’ say ‘I’m sorry Hobie-’”

“IHIHIHIHIHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORYYYYY! PLEASE LET GOHOHOHOHOHO!!!” Gwen screamed before Hobie could finish his sentence, tears of mirth falling from her eyes. With a laugh, Hobie removed his hands and nodded to Karl who stood up and patted her back. Gwen took in greedy, giggly breaths as she calmed down. Then, Hobie scoped her up in his arms and leaned against the arm of the couch, hugging her close.

“Your knees can’t be that sensitive, luv. You really are jus’ over dramatic, huh?” Hobie couldn’t resist teasing her one more time. Gwen huffed.

“You’re the wohorst. You too Karl,” she spat. Karl just laughed and brushed it off, knowing the venom in her words were halfhearted. Then, the man laid on top of her, making the three of them a huge cuddle pile.

“You luv us, luv. Oh shit Tabitha’s guitar cake is gettin’ judged. Stop bein' wholesome fuckwads, I need to see this,” Hobie shimmied upwards, still hugging Gwen, and the three punks all turned their heads back to the tv.

And Opposite Day was no more. 

[mosaic-hunter]

Lee!Lightbulb please? Any ler will do if you want to do it, no rush! /gen /nf

Surely! I apologize for the enormous amount of time it took for me to do this 😭

[radiant-fanon-maker]

heehehe ^-^

If no ones reminded you today. You're deathly ticklish watch out cutie!

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Can I ask for Lee!Jax? I love this purple rabbit! :3

This became a comic...

Gloink Queen: You DARE insult the Gloink Queen?

Q: You shall be punished!

Jax: Oh, you gonna turn me into a stupid little zoink? Try me!

Kinger: Jax... You should not mess with royalty, I feel.

J: ...what's this?

J: AH!

Gangle: eep!!

J: HA HA HA

G: Huh?

J: SNORT HAHAHA

G: Hmm I didn't think the punishment would be so lighthearted.

K: JAX!! You okay?

J: YEAHAH!! TOHOTALLY!!

Q: Alllllright get over here

J: NOT MY EHEARS!!! HA SNORT HA HA HA HA SNORT

[Afterwards]

K: I didn't know you were so ticklish.

G: It was cute

[in-tua-deep]

i have a star wars fic idea floating around my brain that is just a time travel fic centering around bodhi rook where part of the explanation for a suddenly-force-sensitive-bodhi is "the monster tore parts of me out and maybe that made more space for the force to fill in the gaps"

[kanene-yaaay]

T E H E H E E

What a deliiight!!!

[giggly-squiggily]

*BARGES INTO UR ASK BOX TO SNATCH A DEMON SLAYER SLOT*

My headcanon is that Rui is amazing at counting ribs. He's so serious and evil about it and even sometimes sings the itsy bitsy spider as he tallies off each rib sksjshshshsbsb lee can be whoever

Headcanons To Dabbles: Officially CLOSED!

*Squeals* YEEEE Oh my god oh my god OH MY GOD! I love this so much! Rui being a devious little ler is so CUTE! I decided to go with Gyutaro and Daki for this one since it's been awhile since I've written for them! I hope you like it! :D

“Your ribs are so pronounced.” Rui mused as he poked his fingers along Gyutaro’s twitching torso, smiling cheekily as the older boy cackled and swore. “I could count them if I wanted….hm….”

“R-Ruuuhuhuhui! *snort* Gehehehheehehheehe! Stahhahahahahp thahahahahhahaht!” Gyutaro let out a string of gremlin-like giggles as he tried not to thrash, feet kicking up a storm behind them and his hands pressed into his eyes. He should have been more careful when unmorphing with Daki- he heard her scream and assumed the worst.

And the worst had come- Daki betrayed him!

“Ooo, he’s so mad!” Daki cackled in glee from above his head, grabbing his wrist with ease and pulling them away so they could see his smiling face. “Come on, Oni-chan- just let it happen!”

“Dahhahahahahaki yohoohhoohohu- gehhahahahhahhahAHHH!” Gyutaro arched with a cackle when Rui started drilling into the base of his ribs, wigging two fingers along the bottom bone. Then the next. Then the next.

“One….Two…Three…” He spoke softly, almost inaudible over Gyutaro’s squawking laughter. “How many ribs do humans have?”

“Hell if I know.” Daki shrugged, then she grinned. “Let’s count up to the top and find out!”

“Okay!”

“TRAHHAHAHAHITOR!” Gyutaro howled, flailing about the best he could. In all fairness, he could have easily sent both of them flying, but he’d never hurt Daki, and he rather liked Rui- even if said spider brat was drilling into his ribs with senseless abandon. “Hooohohoohohow mahahhahhany are yoohohohohu ohohoohoohohohon?”

“Huh? Oh, I forgot to count.” Rui blinked, realizing his mistake. “Uh….uhhh…new game.” He dropped them back to Gyutaro’s waist, stretching his finger out. “Ready?”

“Ready!” Daki smirked, pressing her knees into Gyutaro’s wrists. Oh no.

“The itsy bitsy spider went up the waterspout,” They began to sing, Rui’s fingers climbing up Gyutaro’s torso with each word. Said boy cackled and shrieked beneath them.

“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”

“GEHAHHAHAHHAHAHA! YOHOHOHOOHU TWOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”

“Up came something I don’t know the rest of the words.”

“Something about the sun, yeah?”

“Ew.” Rui made a face. “Sunlight.”

“FIHIIHIHIHNISH THE SOHOHOOHOHNG!” Gyutaro demanded through his hysterics.

“Pfft- so fussy. Okay okay. “So the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.” Rui finished the children’s song with fingers in Gyutaro’s armpit, earning a loud voice cracking squeal. “Okay, we’re done.”

Daki removed her hands, her Obi grabbing Rui and pulling him off before Gyutaro exploded into movement, rolling away with dangerous eyes. “Oohohohoho…you twohoohoho…”

“Eeek! Oni-chan! We were just playing!” Daki clung to Rui, half protecting him and half using him as a shield from her brother’s glare. Rui shrinked into her with wide eyes.

“Play huh? Alright- let’s play some more!” Gyutaro lunged, easily grabbing both of them. Fingers found his sister’s neck and Rui’s belly, making his assailants squeal with laughter.

“Onhihihihihiih-cahahhahahhaan!”

“Gyhehehehehehehyutahhahahharo!”

“Come on now- don’t hold back.” Gyutaro grinned, eyes softening at their laughing faces. “Let’s sing another song, shall we?”

[thelaurenshippen]

you guys you guys you GUYS!!!!!

LOOK!!!!

can you BELIEVE!?!?!? this CAST!?!?!? obviously I love Misha, Melissa, and Karan with my whole heart and can't wait to hear more of what they've done this season (what I've heard so far has me flopping on the ground like a fish) but holy SHIT, Alan Tudyk and Tricia Helfer??? are you KIDDING me?!?

I was a very nerdy (read: lonely) teen and spent HOURS watching and rewatching Firefly and Battlestar Galactica, two of my favorite sci-fi shows of all time. to have these two actors saying words that I wrote is a dream come true!!!!

catch up on season 1 now!!

[radiant-fanon-maker]

hhhhhh

he who laughs in the face of death