#SFWtickling

[ticklishprincey]

Tell Me What's Wrong

Did I just now notice there are no platonic tickle fics of my boys? Yes, yes I did. You’re welcome. Warnings: Cursing because this is Blitzo we’re talking about, tickling (obviously) if there’s any more let me know Blitzo sat in his office, pretending to be busy. Truth was, he wasn’t doing anything but staring at a blank google search bar, watching the cursor blink as the computer waited on his input. He had long forgotten what it was he had wanted to search for, and was staring off into space with his head resting on his hand. Normally, Stolas would have checked on him to make sure he was alright (as he did so often throughout the day) but he was off on some sort of business trip. Blitzo didn’t really pay attention to what it was for, but he regretted that decision now, as it might’ve eased some of the worry and anxiety eating away at him. He thought about sending him a text, but thought better of it, not wanting to bother the prince in case he was in a meeting. A knock on the door interrupted him from his thoughts. Did he not put the do not disturb sign on the door when he came in? He mentally cursed his absent-mindedness. “Boss?” “Fuck-” Blitzo thought. Moxxie would definitely notice his sour mood. He debated dismissing him, then thought better of it, not wanting to hurt the imp’s feelings if he really needed his help. “Come in, Mox, door’s open.” He said begrudgingly, once again pretending to look busy as Moxxie entered. The smaller imp looked him up and down before pulling up one of the office chairs to sit with his boss. A half-hearted scoff escaped Blitzo before he shut his laptop to look at Moxxie. “Is there something you need?” Moxxie shook his head, a look of concern evident on his face. “You haven’t been out of your office all day, sir. Is something wrong?” “Shit shit shit he noticed-” A brief look of panic, quickly transforming into a half-hearted smile from the older imp. “No, nothing’s wrong, just busy-” Blitzo was cut off by a scoff from Moxxie. “Bullshit. You’re never this busy, we have no clients and it’s Saturday. Something’s up and I don’t like you lying to me.” The look of worry on Moxxie’s face made Blitzo’s stomach flip in guilt- He hadn’t thought anyone would notice if he didn’t show up. “Mox, I really don’t have the time to argue-” The older imp was cut off by Moxxie tackling him to the ground, pinning his arms above his head with a sadistic smirk that seemed out of place on the usually composed imp. “Then don’t. Tell me what’s wrong.” With every word the smaller demon delivered a sharp poke to Blitzo’s ribs, drawing out surprised squeaks from the leader imp. “Mohohoxxie! Nohohothing’s wrohong, cuhut it oUT!” A loud squeal escaped Blitzo, immediately followed by a stream of childish giggles as Moxxie grinned and scribbled his claws all over the imp’s ribcage. “Big boss man can’t handle a few tickles? What’s the matter, can’t take what you dish out?” The teasing tone of his co-worker made Blitzo’s giggles climb in octave, a blush coming across the demon’s face. “FuhuHUhuHuck oFF!” Moxxie chuckled in response, gasping in mock-disbelief. “How rude! Maybe someone should teach you some manners~” Ignoring the other’s yells for mercy, Moxxie dipped his head down to blow a raspberry directly on Blitzo’s belly button, sending the older imp into hysterical laughter. “NONONONOOHOHO MOHOHOX OKAY OKAY I’LL TELL YOHOU JUHUST STAHAHAP!” Moxxie backed off immediately, climbing off of Blitzo and helping him back into his office chair. The older imp breathed heavily for a minute, then started talking. “I- I guess I just miss Stolas. Work is sort of a distraction usually, but I haven’t been able to get anything done-” Moxxie nodded in understanding, a look of sympathy crossing his features. “I get that. He should be back by tonight though, he sent his plane times in the group chat this morning.” Blitzo took out his phone not having noticed the messages before now. He happily read that his lover’s plane would be arriving home in less than an hour. “Thanks, Mox. I guess you’re not all that bad.”

[danplansfwtickle-blog0]

I GOT NEWS!!!

I made a discord server! for this blog on tumbler! i know that may seem kind of out of nowhere but hear me out, you can chat in the discord, talk about your favorite DanPlan character lee, ler and switch ideas and opinion with others, its mainly a hang out area though. you can also roleplay with said characters in scenarios and help me come up with ideas for the blog since im often dry of ideas for art, writing and polls. it makes it easier for me and hopefully easier for you! i hope you come over and join since im very, very excited about it!

refreshed! link!

rules are at the 'welcome' category, you can also post art on there of your own if you want! if you think i should change anything about the discord server let me know! i want it to be a place where YOU can have fun with what you love!

[c0metpunk]

Commish for candlegirl :)

[ticklyfingers2]

The act of the ler having you do something while you are being t worded.

Keeping your shirt up

Keeping your arms raised

Holding your feet still

Not laughing

EVIL

[jamiesgotchu]

"everyone hates being tickled lol'

um hey✋️ wait a second ✋️✋️uhm✋️ hi. ✋️hey ✋️me. I. ✋️i like it ,, actualy✋️✋️. uh ✋️✋️

[aviafoil]

trade w/ Fruitsphynx on ig 🩵🩷

[grayishgiggles]

He’s just a cutie patootie :)

[an0ma1y-th3d0ma1y]

YO !!

So my friend who’s part of the tk community has made a little thing for members of the tk community to spot eachother irl without being caught! :D

You can draw these lil feathers on the back of your hands and write a letter to let ppl know your role (L for Lee, R for leR, W for sWitch, switch is on the wrist) just so that you could perhaps run into some members in the wild :3 Also only wear it on tuesdays, tickle tuesdays to be exact

You can reblog this to let others know abt this idea :] (P.S NSFW blogs please do NOT reblog, this idea isn’t for you.)

[lovemybluebully]

Masterlist

Thought maybe I oughta make one of these pinned posts so people can find my fics easier. 😁 They are all tickle fics btw so if you don't like that kind of thing then this is not the blog for you. lol They are of the SFW variety though.

Currently obsessed with Deadpool and Wolverine.

Just gonna list my new DP/W fics here below the cut and then put a link to the page with all my other fics. 😎

Listing newest fics at the top here.

All Hail Queen Bea! - After a comment from Logan induces some ticklish consequences, Wade finally gets the confirmation about his friend that he suspected all along. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M

Wakey Wakey - Wade gets Logan out of bed in the best way possible. 🤭 Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M

It's For Science - Wade gets it into his head that maybe not all humans have the same number of rib bones. His logic being that since Logan has a shorter body then he may be an exception. Unfortunately for Logan this is far too ticklish of an experiment for him to bear. A small bit of ticklish!deadpool at the end too. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M

Over My Dead Body - Logan just wants to watch the game, but Wade can’t help but mess with him and discovers he’s ticklish in the process. Logan is pissed at first, but eventually comes to terms with the benefits and has a life altering epiphany. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M

A Small Lapse of Judgement - Logan is adjusting to his new residence in Wade’s apartment. And that includes enduring his countless tickle attacks against him. But then Wolvie decides it’s time for a little payback. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M

How To Pet a Wolverine - Wade makes an irresistible discovery about Logan during their brawl inside the van. Deadpool and Wolverine-verse M/M

Here's the drawing I did of Wade tickling Logan. 🤭 I have other tickle art I've posted on here if you look hard enough. lol

And the other one I did here of Wade giving Logan ticklish raspberries to his tummy. Heheh, he likes it. 😊

And below is the link to the rest of my fics. All SFW. Mind you some of them are around 10 years old and may not be written that great so proceed at your own risk. lol I mainly wrote for the cartoon/comic versions of X-men (99% being Wolverine lol I love him 🥰), Venom, Punisher and The Wolf Among Us. Got one random Overwatch story in there too.

Tickle Fics Here! All fluffy, SFW stuff.

I have a Deviantart account as well but warning that there is some NSFW stuff I've posted on there over the years. I am an adult woman and do find tickling to be a kink in very specific situations. 90% I don't though, and I just enjoy tickling as a cute, fun, bonding activity between friends and lovers. I'm not gonna link my DA here. If you're interested, I'm sure you'll be able to find it.

[gaybananabread]

@pocky-dragon Hello there! First of all I really enjoy your fics and headcannons and I was wondering if you have any headcannons/thoughts on Casey from rottmnt?

(I'm dumb and deleted the ask again-)

🏒Casey Jr Tkl Headcanons💚

~AN: Eergejehhesh my BOOOOOY! Pocky you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do something for this mans- Now that events are done, hopefully I can get back up and running! Thank you for requesting!~

Gen:

Things weren't totally serious, totally crazy all the time in his timeline

Before Raph and Donnie…moved on, everyone was fairly optimistic. I mean, sure, it was the apocalypse, but they had hope.

When Casey was little, all four brothers would take turns playing with him. While each one had very different interactions, they all universally loved doing one thing: tickling him.

After all the sadness, Big Leo still tried to keep things uplifting for the boy.

He rarely full-on tickled him, but a few light pokes or squeezes here and there were the perfect thing to put a smile on the teen’s face.

Big Mikey would abuse his powers and sneak up behind Casey, squeezing his sides or teasing his neck.

Occasionally, when the boy was really down in the dumps, holding his arms while Big Leo cheered him up with some tickles.

Lee:

Let's all be honest here: he's a lee. No matter how hard he tries, he always ends up getting his ass handed to him.

Not that he doesn't adore it, of course.

He sees it as a fun way to bond with his new family, even if they do tease the shell out of him.

Worst spots are his hips, belly button and armpits. He likes all of them, though his melt spot is his palms; the best snorty-giggles stem from there.

Bushiest boi, will turn red as fresh cherries if you tease him right~

While he loves tickles from the whole Hamato fam, his favorite lers would have to be Raph and Leo.

He never really got to know Big Raph, but young him is a giant, compassionate teddy bear. A teddy bear that also happens to have a night job as a professional tickle monster!

As for Leo, he'd always felt close to the blue-themed turtle. Besides the obvious connections to his Leo, the guy’s just fun to be around.

The jokes get him giggling, and he feels safe around Leo.

Reigning loser of every tickle fight ever.

He's won maybe twice. Once against a very sleepy Leo, and again with a partner.

Self-conscious about his laugh, but the fam works daily to try and help him jump that hurdle! -♡

Little pill bug: his first response to anything tickly, from pokes to full-on tickled, is curling up into a tiny ball.

Adorable to watch, and even cuter to hear his little squeal when you get to his spots anyway!

Ler:

Rarely happens, but he's still not bad!

Really giggly ler, likes to laugh with his lee.

Definitely gets flustered when someone asks to be tickled by him.

Again, rare, but it does occasionally happen.

He's afraid of hurting them, so only the gentlest of tickles and little scritches unless/until they ask for more.

When he does tickle someone, it's usually Leo, Mikey or April.

Leo is a sorta-undercover angst lord, and Casey likes to hear him laugh when he's bummed or overthinking things.

Mikey is just playful. He'll annoy Casey, mostly on purpose, and get what's coming to him. Other times, he'll be attempting to help the artsy turtle with his makeup and tickle him with the brushes. Intentional or not, I'll let you decide…

With April, it's almost always circumstantial. Dragged into a random tickle fight, Raph asking for backup, Donnie needing someone to do his dirty work.

April tickles him more than he ever gets her. Very few times does it happen, but he's capable of giving revenge tickles.

Doesn't usually tease, but he will compliment his lee's laugh and/or reactions.

“I love your laugh, it's so happy!” “Hey, don't be ashamed of the blush. Red's a good color on you!” “Was that a snort? No, don't hide it, that's adorable!”

It took a while to get to that point, but with self confidence and a whole family of support, he can finally start putting himself out there. Even if it is with something as goofy as tickling.

[daticklishwhissu]

OMG Finally a canonically ticklish algebralien/pos

ik the short isn't canon but honestly i can finally rest happily that a ticklish algebralien exists now

SQUARE ROOT OF TWO IS LEE CONFIRMED TYSM JNJ

[gigglz]

GUYSGUYSGUYS THE NEW ASH KABOSU VLOG- can we talk abt the fact that Will was twording Mark while he was going up the strairs?? Yeah we dont see it which is sad but what proves it is when will says “Its gonna happen again!” (and you can kinda see Will poking him before they disappear around the corner of the stairs.) And pokes him in the sides/stomach AAAH

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

Tickle Fantasies That Never Get Old

No introduction hear, just a list of scenarios that I cannot stop imagining.

Foot massages. One person is massaging the others feet, and they are closing their eyes and humming in delight. But than the massage goes from the feet to the toes, and the person squeals and pulls their feet back. The massager is confused for a second, before there's a flash across their eyes. They raise an eyebrow, smirk, and go "are you ticklish?"

One person has a sore stomach, so the other rubs cream on it. At first the other person tries to hold back their giggles, only slightly squirming. Than the rubber notices there's something up, and ask if the other person's okay. The other person blushes and mutters "It's nothing, it just, tickles...". It's too soft for the rubber to hear, so they ask them to repeat it. The person blushes even harder, "It-it tickles". "Oh, sorry, you can put it on yourself if you want'" "It-it's okay". "What?" "It's okay if you....keep going".

TICKLISH ARE WE?!?! Anything with that question. It's so much better than "are you ticklish?"!!! It just gives such adorable vibes, especially when it's someone who has a strong ego and never shows any childish qualities. Also "Who'd have known that X would be so ticklish?"

[jamiesgotchu]

TICKLING IS SAFE FOR WORK UNLESS SPECIFIED OTHERWISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP TELLING SFW ENJOYERS THAT THEYRE TAKING PART IN FETISH CONTENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[aviafoil]

IRL sfw tickle video under the cut! By aviafoil.

So um.🫡 I asked partner to tickle me and here’s the vid. Posting irl content is very experimental and a little bit scary to me but lmk if you enjoy this sorta content. No sound because I’m teeny bit embarrassed of my laugh 🤏🏼

Please keep interactions sfw and do not repost

[grayishgiggles]

Annoyance Failsafe

When Lyla pushes Miguel past his point of patience, he finds a clever solution to shut her up.

GIF by aenhanse

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“Can you stop playing that for one second?”

“Playing what?” The tiny warm hologram of a woman taunted, fiddling with her phone. Lyla was on round three of her song, smirking up at the disgruntled scowl of Miguel.

“You’re doing it on purpose now.” He said, mindlessly swatting her like a bug on his shoulder. His hand phased through her harmlessly. “You know I need to focus.”

He gestured to the report he was typing out, something about another Doc Ock, accompanied with a multiverse map. “Another anomaly and I’m not even close to pinpointing his universe location.”

“Sucks to be you, then.”

Miguel inhaled sharply, “You know, I built you for this kinda stuff, right? But no, now you’re just being annoying, and I don’t know why.”

“Hey!” Lyla stood up. She glitched to his other shoulder. “From what I remember, you programmed this sass in me, and this outfit, and my annoying-ness. So ultimately, this is just the consequences of your actions, Miggy.”

Miguel scoffed at that.

Lyla only took it as ammo. She huffed, swiping open a tablet and tapping a few buttons on the blue screen.

The speakers in the room squeaked, then blasted the music from before:

“♫ AH AH BARBIE YOU’RE SO FINE! YOU’RE SO FINE YOU BLOW MY MIND! ♫”

All muscle in his body tensed. Miguel remained frozen, slowly craning his neck over. Lyla just sat there, a shit eating grin spread across her staticky appearance. She turned up the volume.

“♫ JUMP INTO THE DRIVER’S SEAT AND PUT IT INTO SPEED DRIVE! ♫”

Miguel didn’t budge, glaring daggers. “You’re pushing it.”

“What’re you gonna do? Unplug me?”

“I’m thinking about it.”

“You’re no fun!”

“Lyla, shut it off. Please.”

“Sorry,” she was bopping her head to the beat, “can’t hear you over my amazing music taste.”

“Lyla!” The man bared his fangs. She only giggled. “Easy, tiger! Ok, fine.”

“♫ AH AH BARBIE YOU’RE SO FINE! YOU’RE SO FINE YOU BLOW MY MIND! ♫”

“I said ‘off,’ not quieter.”

Lyla shrugged, glitching over to sit at the motherboard. “I couldn’t hear you.”

The older man could have thrown his chair into her little smug 7 inch tall body. He could’ve raked his claws through the motherboard, taking up keys and wires and probably ruining his hard work in a blind rage. Hell, he could’ve stormed off like a big baby.

But no. He held his tongue.

Lyla’s smile faded when Miguel turned to a new screen. “Ohhh come on, Mig, I was being fun.”

He didn’t pay mind, mumbling as his hands worked tirelessly with some coding.

“You know I can overwrite that, right?”

Miguel hummed doubtfully, sliding the code into another window.

“Dude, silent treatment from you doesn’t work on me anymore.”

His eyes darted between functions and numbers, focusing on an error he made in the input. “Damn.”

“Are you trying to put me to sleep again? You can’t, like, literally can’t.”

Miguel seemed to fix the error, exporting it into yet again another window. His hand reached towards another file: Lyla.

“Hey. I dunno what you’re attaching to me but I can reject it.” Lyla tapped a button on her phone. All it gave her was a giant ERROR. “Oh come on!”

A loading bar swiped through swimmingly on Miguel’s screen. Up came a “ATTACHMENT COMPLETE” window.

Lyla stood up. She may have not been programmed with fear but this was pretty close. “I know you wouldn’t get rid of me.”

“And I won’t,” Miguel finally spoke, clearing out all the extra windows he had up. His eyes were stuck on one. His hands pinched it so it would maximize. “You just need a failsafe.”

“Why? You installed like six of them so I don’t corrupt.”

“I’m talking about an annoyance failsafe, not a corruption one.” O’Hara’s tone remained cool and to the point, maybe a bit too cold. But Lyla, Lyla saw something in his eyes. She loaded various facial expression scans through her system. All that came up was mischief. Lyla giggled, taking her heart-shaped glasses off. “You’re trying to act scary. It’s not working. You’re gonna get me back, aren’t ya?”

Miguel had formed the window in his hands, molding it into a sphere, softball size. “You know that update you put in my suit for April Fool’s?”

“Oh, this one?”

Miguel jolted and clutched his sides. A buzz of electric tingles ran through his suit, sending tickly sensations to his torso for a second. He didn’t buckle, but let Lyla get her dose of giggles out.. “That one… yes.”

“Y-Yohohou could use a tickle belt on you, and now you have one,” Lyla tittered.

The older man sighed, regaining his composure. He crept a little closer, about a few feet away from Lyla, playing with the digital ball in his hand.

“That gave me an idea. Because, well, in my opinion…”

He wiggled an index finger into the ball for just a few seconds.

An AI is not programmed to feel, at least not at first. Someone must input the proper code and information if an AI were to emote like a human. Miguel had given her a great deal of emotions to learn and replicate, but never had she felt.

So imagine Lyla’s surprise when she felt a tingly electrical surge go through her stomach. She dropped her holographic phone and yelped.

“…you could use one too.”

“MIGUEL?!”

The spider society leader had never heard Lyla sound so surprised. He raised his eyebrows, and wiggled again.

“Wh-h-hehe!” Lyla had been programmed to laugh and find humor, but this, this she had no control over. Her programming kept short circuiting to a laughing sequence. “Wahahahait! Mihiguel ahahare you serious?!”

“You know how serious I am.” Not anymore. Lyla picked up his small smirk, admittedly making her giggle more. This she couldn’t have predicted. Not at all.

“Now, what I’m curious about is if your AI system has assigned… sensitive spots to you, when I attached the annoyance failsafe.” Miguel readjusted the ball in his hand, scritching the side of it haphazardly. “So we need to do some tests now, okay?”

Lyla’s display glitched out. Her laughter doubled in volume as she glitched to different spots around the motherboard. “Mihihiggy yohohoHOU AhARE CRAhahazy!!”

“I don’t know about that,” he huffed out a half-assed chuckle, adjusting his gaze at her, “but you’re laughing more. Very interesting.”

Lyla replicated a feeling she hadn’t used in her system often: embarrassment. Or was it a fluster? It was hard to pinpoint the proper definition when she felt not just one tickly sensation on her side, but two. Miguel had changed his hold so he could tickle with both index fingers. “MIGUEL OKAhAY Okay I get it!! NOHOhoho more loud music!!!”

“No, I don’t think you do.” A tinge of playfulness flew from his lips. “I’ve dealt with enough of your shenanigans. You don’t learn, even though that’s what an artificial intelligence is supposed to do.”

“THAHA-“ Lyla hiccuped, glitching, “THahahat’s because you l-lihihIKE IT!”

Miguel treated her fact as a lie, rolling his eyes. “You think you know everything?”

“YES!”

“Really?”

Lyla nodded, attempting to swat at her tingling ribs.

“Then maybe you know where you’re most sensitive.” Miguel returned to holding the ball, rolling it from one hand to the other. Its blue pixels trailed back and forth.

Lyla wasn’t sure if she ever panted, but that sequence was running now. She collapsed to the “floor” of her hologram. “I-Ihi haven’t had time to scan th-the new data.”

“You got time now.” O’Hara said, matter-of-factly. “But of course, we could just do it the fun way.”

“Miggyyyyyyyy!” The lady sat up, limbs drooped.

“Alright, we’ll do it the fun way.”

Lyla could hear the smile in his voice. Not just that, but she heard the familiar sound of something unsheathing. “Wait! M-Miguel- EEK!!”

It was pretty much too late. Miguel had taken out his claws, lightly scratching the top of the ball. Holy shit did that tickle.

Lyla was back on the floor, producing squeakier laughter, clutching her knees. “NAHAT THERE! HEHEY!”

“Knees bad?”

“SHUHUHUT UP!”

Miguel nodded, “I’ll make note of it.”

That son of a bitch. An angry Miguel was a threat no one would wanna be near, but what’s even worse is a mischievous Miguel, a smirking conniving lil shit Miguel. More like big shit, ya know… since he’s almost seven feet tall.

However, this kind of Miguel is the one that Lyla wouldn’t mind seeing more of.

Maybe she’d play the Barbie soundtrack more.