#achilleean

[dreamingticklee]

getting restrained to a massage table and blindfolded and being only verbally teased for the first five minutes so they can already turn you into a flustered hysterical mess before they even start tickling 🙈☠️

[thebest-medicine]

hi I can’t stop rereading your Arms Up fic it’s so goooddddd 😭 poor Molly but also I’m so jealous, you are an incredible writer as always ✨

Thank you so much ahhhhhhhhHhhHHHH!

I am working on a sequel to it still (the final fic to actually complete my tickletober prompts from last year lol) and I’m so excited for you to read it!!!

[tickle-bugs]

I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WIULD GET THIS SNDBDHSBDBDB

[ticklefits]

make it 50 and we can talk 😌

FIFTY ):<

[happyandticklish]

Fic Recommendations Because I Feel Like It~

Sometimes y'all write fics and it makes me incapable of existing due to the chaotically intense lee mood it has just bitch slapped me with that makes me have to put my fucking phone down and genuinely pace the room because certain lines keep running through my head and I can't help but think about them being used on me, and there is simply no good way of expressing that in a compelling manner.

So I've made a list of fics that have made me have to face away from my roommate while reading them so she doesn't see me blushing like a goddamn looney tune, in order to express what my tags couldn't, as well as give a generous thank you for being in this community and writing these masterpieces and an even more generous fuck you for doing that to me <3

Haunted Safehouse by @rosileeduckie

Itinerary by @rosileeduckie

Heartography by @rosileeduckie

Liar by @poesparakeet

Tickletober Day Seven Drabble by @wordstrings

You Got My Devotion by @nhasablogg

Self-Tickle Session by @nhasablogg

This Steddie Drabble by @nhasablogg

Anticipation by @nhasablogg

This Random DRRR Ficlet by @ caffeinekitty who I can’t tag for some reason, so maybe they’ve deactivated, but this fic lived in my head rent free for years

Slain by @wigglywormy

Remind Me Of The Babe by @stray-tickles

Closet Cases by @spritewrites

Tenderness and Ties by @tickles-tea

The Truth Will Set You Free by @sapphicquill

I’m So Down by @tickle-bugs

Visions of Visions by @ssnicker-doodless 

A Gentleman’s Torture by @august-anon 

Bamboozled by @august-anon

Mind Melt by @august-anon

Pray For Mercy by @august-anon

This Teal Oranges Drabble by @august-anon

Intention by @achilleean

Piece(s) of Cake by @achilleean

One To Talk by @achilleean

This Teal Oranges Drabble by @achilleean

Waking Up With A Smile by @achilleean

Fun by @achilleean

New Discoveries by @achilleean

Chase by @achilleean

Apples & Oranges 1 & 2 & 3 by @achilleean

Lightness for a Stormy Morning by @achilleean

Ticket, Ticket, Ticket! by @achilleean

Invisible Ink by @achilleean

Freaky Friday’d by @achilleean

The Pynch drabble by @ticklygiggles

Not Quite Marco Polo by @silviesilviesilvie

Blackbeard’s Best by @silviesilviesilvie

Unsaid by @anasticklefics

So if you’re in a mood and you want to make things infinitely worse for yourself, read these and suffer~

[a-lee-en]

Idk if I've ever actually made this post but: I'm kind of creating a self indulgent project revolving around a tickling theme park. Here are some ideas I've had for attractions/areas:

A tickling fun house where park guests are tickled as they go through. There can be different fun houses with different themes, including a haunted house.

Piggybacking off the previous idea, an escape room where penalties for solving a puzzle incorrectly is tickles, or if it's multiple people one person is tickled why another solves puzzles. Additionally, guests can be tickled in order to receive hints if they get stuck.

Not exactly my cup of tea, but I'm sure people would enjoy public stockades like the ones you see at Renaissance fairs. Maybe even a medieval-style dungeon for those who want more privacy.

A tickle spa for relaxation.

Potentially different kinds of cafes where people can dine, but some cafes are styled like maid cafes where you can pay to tickle someone or additionally a host club style cafe where you can be tickled

Shoutout to @achilleean for this idea: tickle kidnapping service.

If you have any other ideas feel free to add on to this post or send them in!

[lavenderlovers-stuff]

I would like to get to know you better!

Thanks for the tag @tryan-a-bex ! I'm on the new chain because the last one was getting really long. Feel free to reblog with your answers!

1. 3 ships: Dreamling, Ineffable lackeys, and Percabeth

2. First ship: Percabeth

3. Last song: Summer Nights from Grease

4. Last movie: I'm not sure, my last show was Percy Jackson though

5. Currently reading: Trials Of Apollo: The Hidden Oracle

6. Currently watching: nothing

7. Currently eating: a peanut butter candy

8. Currently craving: bread

Tag nine people: (or so, no pressure!) @bamsara @michael-something @august-anon @achilleean @fictionplumis @robinstn

[lavenderlovers-stuff]

I would like to get to know you better!

Thanks for the tag @tryan-a-bex! I'm on the new chain because the last one was getting really long.

Feel free to reblog with your answers!

1. 3 ships: Dreamling, Ineffable lackeys, and Percabeth

2. First ship: Dreamling

3. Last song: Michael In The Bathroom from Be More Chill

4. Last movie: I'm not sure, my last show was Good Omens season 2 though

5. Currently reading: Trials Of Apollo: The Hidden Oracle

6. Currently watching: nothing

7. Currently eating: a peanut butter candy

8. Currently craving: bread

Tag nine people: (or so, no pressure!) @bamsara @michael-something @august-anon @achilleean @fictionplumis @robinstn @anxious-lee @softleesam @twordish-ler

I would like to get to know you better!

Oh! Thanks for the tag @tryanmybest ! I’m going to start a new chain because the last one was getting really long. Feel free to reblog with your answers!

1. 3 ships: Gaulcienne, Ineffable lackeys, and Rose/Barbie (Sandman) which is so rare I don’t know the ship name yet.

2. First ship: Dreamling

3. Last song: still and forever Vivaldi’s Four Seasons

4. Last movie: Orgazmo or Nimona, I’m not sure which was last. Nimona was my pick.

5. Currently reading: short stories set in the Archers beach universe by Sharon Lee.

6. Currently watching: Wheel of Time

7. Currently eating: a fig

8. Currently craving: breakfast

Tag nine people: (or so, no pressure!) @rey-jake-therapist @dreamsofapiratelife @witheringfears @marvagon @ilya-halfelven @ryuu-from-the-grave @sunshines-fabulous-legs @zigzag-wanderer @lavenderlovers-stuff

[thebest-medicine]

AAAAA thank you sm for your sweet tags on my fic!!! your blog/fics were a huge part of my knismo discovery arc so it’s an honor to have written something you enjoyed in return 🥺 💛

that is so awesome to hear, you are an amazingly talented writer and and and -I AM ESPECIALLY OBSESSED WITH YOUR CRITICAL ROLE FICS ((and the whole amazing critickle role community / writers LIKE god damn … y’all literally got me into critical role and dnd))

Everything’s come full circle baby!!!!

[happyandticklish]

Morning Indulgences

Notes: Merry late Christmas @achilleean! I was your secret santa for Squealing Santa this year, and have come to present you with some sweet teal oranges love to cap off the end of 2023. I do apologize that it's cutting it so close, life got more in the way than I had planned ;-; still, I hope you enjoy this even half as much as I enjoy the sheer talent of your writing when it comes to these two!

Summary: Jim isn't usually good at asking for what they want. When they do, Oluwande is always happy to oblige.

Fandom: Our Flag Means Death

Pairing: Jim/Oluwande

Prompt: "Soft, cozy stuff and/or sleepytime (morning/falling asleep) tks."

Word Count: 1.2k

Oluwande was not usually one who could be described as a morning person (not that this preference mattered much when it came to his profession). If afforded the chance, he would much rather laze around in his cot till some late hour of the day.

The morning came with benefits, however. Oluwande carded a hand through soft hair, smiling down at the warm body curled around him. As Jim was usually the first awake, it was rare that he was afforded the chance to see them like this. It was well worth the lost few hours of rest, however. They looked so peaceful asleep—vulnerable.

It made Oluwande nervous. He was well aware that Jim was capable of taking care of themself, and sometimes it was all too easy to fall for their impenetrable façade. He forgot sometimes that they were just as human as he was. It was all at once a comforting and nerve-wracking realization every time.

His hand had strayed in its wandering to the nape of Jim’s neck. He brushed their hair aside to reveal the exposed skin underneath. Goosebumps prickled out from where his fingertips touched.

“Mm.”

“Didn’t realize you were awake.”

Jim shook their head ever so slightly to indicate that they were not in fact awake and it was a bold move on his part to presume as much. Nails skipped along the crook of their neck and they flinched almost imperceptibly. “Tickles.”

“Oh! Sorry. I’ll move somewhere else if you'd like.”

“You don't have to. Feels nice.”

Olu paused, his fingers still half-curled around their neck. It was an unusually honest admission from Jim. It was no secret to the two that Jim enjoyed being tickled. That was a fact that had been established months before, at first through speculation and eventually by Jim’s own reluctant admission one night after many minutes of patient, silent waiting. Still, it wasn’t something that Jim was particularly open with. They tended to prefer provoking their fate, or allowing Oluwande to take the lead and conveniently not squirming away as hard as they potentially could have. Asking for it was not typically their go-to move.

He waited a few moments, expecting them to take it back or move away or perform some other form of plausible deniability. They didn’t even seem to have fully grasped what they just gave him permission for, however. Instead, they curled in closer, subtly tilting their head to reveal even more of their neck. He even detected a soft grunt that was perhaps a whine or sigh of disappointment at his lack of movement.

Oluwande's heart swooped at the sound. Later, he would tease them about this as he knew they often longed for him to do even if it was not as easy a thing for them to admit. For now, however, he didn’t dare waste this moment.

Carefully, he continued his earlier wandering, only this time there was a greater purpose behind the gentle swirls and scrapes of his nails as he danced a waltz over their neck. Another grunt, and a slight shift in his arms, but no protest. Feeling encouraged, he grew bolder in his explorations. His hand wisped softly down their spine, occasionally spidering over that sensitive area under their shoulder blade or circling the small of their back.

He was careful to watch them whenever he strayed too close to their sides, noticing each flinch or tightened grip around his waist. When his nails 'accidentally' scraped against their ribs, he couldn’t help but smile at the soft huff of laughter that followed. Nor could he resist repeating the action a few times over on the other side just to watch them attempt to tense and squirm subtly away.

Though Jim's face was hidden in his lap, Olu could see the tips of their ears flushing. He longed to call them cute or to comment on how much this seemed to be getting to them. He knew it would surely result in a slew of curses and a fit of inspired squirming that would make it impossible not to tickle them even worse.

Jim was tired though, and unusually vulnerable in way that he didn’t want to spook accidentally. So he kept his mouth shut however much he yearned to do otherwise, and instead ghosted over their ribs until muffled grunts became giggles that vibrated against Olu’s legs (tickling him a little, not that he would have let that become known to them). In the retelling of the story, Jim would later insist that they did not giggle as they always did and Olu would set about proving them wrong as he always did.

He wasn’t quite sure how long they both spent like that. Time got lost in moments like these and his world became calloused fingers brushing faded scars, laughter dissolving into curses dissolving into sighs, trembling shoulders and desperate hands. He kept his touch gentle and their laughter never rose above a giggle—he had a feeling this was what they needed right now.

To their credit, Jim didn’t try to squirm away as their body so clearly desired. There were moments, such as when Olu gently pinched that spot right above their hip, when it seemed like they might, but for every instinctual retreat, they always ended up scooching back into his awaiting hands. For all their usual thrashing, Oluwande sometimes found himself wondering at their self-control. The same scribbles against his sides would have him jerking away with a shriek as opposed to Jim’s mild twitching and smiles. He could never quite decide if he was jealous or impressed.

That being said, it did have a limit. A sudden flurry of nails against the backs of their legs had Jim lurching into action as they let out a sound that was a mix between a squawk and a wail and kicked themselves over onto their side. It was an irresistibly cute reaction, but Oluwande obligingly pulled his hands back, trying to fight back an amused grin.

Sometimes, it was impossible not to tease. He was only human, after all.

“Something wrong?”

“No.”

“No?”

“No.” Jim replied more firmly, but Olu could hear the smile that they were fighting in their voice. “Just repositioning.”

“Away from me?”

“To a better position.”

“And this has nothing to do with you being t—”

“Shut up and get over here before I show you just how easy it is to take advantage of your own sensitivities."

Oluwande shook his head at the obstinance that he knew they needed to upkeep, but obligingly rolled over to wrap his arms around their chest. Jim didn’t react obviously, but he could feel their muscles relaxing in his arms. Olu knew how much tension they carried in themself, and knowing that he had the ability to take some of that away, if only for a brief moment, continued to amaze him even after all this time.

And a couple minutes later, Olu indulged in the benefits of being able to induce this state of unusual relaxation. When a few quick kisses to the nape of their neck transformed into nibbling, Olu found that he could have listened to the giddy laughter that followed for the rest of his life.

Perhaps, if they were lucky, he could.

[spritewrites]

yay to 300, you deserve it!! headcanon: caleb is obviously a huge lee but also would never admit it under normal circumstances… but then he’s very sleepy and there’s someone warm and safe next to him and, well…. ❤️

Thank you! And thank you for the adorable prompt!!

Research nights are the hardest, when Caleb stays at Soltryce till long after sundown, and ends up flopping more than climbing into bed. Essek makes him tea, sometimes one of Caduceus’ blends, if they have some to spare, and tucks the blankets up around him before climbing in himself. Conversation is saved more the considerably more lucid morning hours, and both silently agree that they’ll have a bit of a lie-in.

Tonight, Caleb’s buried in a pillow when Essek arrives with his teacup, already snoring lightly. Okay, not fully asleep yet. He carefully climbs in next to him and settles, placing the mug in easy reach if Caleb asks, and gently rubs a small circle on his back.

Caleb groans, squirms, and manages to lift himself enough to shuffle into the dark elf’s lap, wrapping his arms around Essek’s waist and smushing his face into his middle.

Essek smiles fondly. He’ll never get enough of sleepy, cuddly Caleb.

The fingers rubbing circles into Caleb’s back migrate to his side, smoothing out his shirt where it’s ridden up by his ribs.

Caleb huffs a small breath, stirring the fabric of Essek’s nightshirt where it wrinkles next to his cheek. “Mm. Tickles, liebling.”

Instantly, Essek’s hands are gone from his skin. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“Don’t mind.”

Oh.

Essek’s brow furrows, leaning as much as he can without disturbing Caleb to try and get a glimpse of his face. “I… Are you sure?”

“Mhm,” Caleb says into his shirt, sighing happily. “S’nice. Like when you touch me all gentle like that. Feels good.”

“Even though it tickles?”

Caleb gives a little chuckle at that, and Essek can feel his lazy smile against his side. “’Specially when it tickles.”

Essek raises his eyebrows, his fingers drifting back to Caleb’s ribs and letting them trail down the ridged slope toward his sternum. Goosebumps shoot up and down Caleb’s arms, but delightfully, he doesn’t pull away—he squirms a bit, his muscles jumping, then settles back down with a sleepy giggle.

Oh. How wonderful.

Essek grins, planting a kiss on the crown of copper hair. “I’ll have to remember that, chathtiu.”

I'm just wrapping these up!

[ticklishraspberries]

are you saying you could listen to a show AND write fic at the same time and it’s just the murder thing that doesn’t jive??

oh yeah im one of those people who needs 10 things going on at once to prevent my brain from having thoughts, i usually have my tv on all the time bc my pet lizard likes to watch it (yes she is spoiled)

it’s just if i’m listening to something serious like a true crime case, it feels weird to write a fluffy fanfic while that’s on...i will still play video games while i watch true crime though lmfao

[amazingmsme]

ok I’m only partway through their season but I headcanon Ryan as a HUGE lee (like technically he’s pretty switchy but definitely Craves getting rekt at times). and that’s part of why he seeks out Min again, because he misses all the playful back and forth between them, but of course that doesn’t start up again immediately because they end up on the train so soon after reconnecting. so he just has to stew in his lee mood while trying to focus on the situation at hand which is hard because Min is RIGHT THERE and they’re bickering but not in the right way to provoke what he wants. and then they end up in a car that has very tickly vibes (maybe feathers everywhere, maybe stuff that reminds them of their childhood sleepovers, etc) and that’s when Min finally figures out what’s up with Ryan bc of his reactions and of course tickles him to pieces just like the good ol days :’)

Bdnabsnakxkx this is so fucking cute & warms my heart like a nice fireplace! This is just so endearing omg. Ryan deeefinitely gives me bratty lee/switch vibes. Like in everything else he’s so confident but with this he would rather jump off a cliff than ask for it. Which is why he’s so good at antagonizing & provoking. Min can read him pretty well so he knows when he’s in a mood, but he doesn’t always indulge him for bad behavior. Plus he’s a bit rotten & likes to watch him suffer a bit because he thinks it’s funny & cute. I absolutely love this, it would make a really cute fic! If someone doesn’t write it I just might have to! I’ve already had an idea for a lee!ryan fic that would go well with this

[ticklee-research-in-progress]

I just wanted to say THANK YOU for your recent post about asexuality + tickling because you managed to voice something I’ve been trying to express for years and it’s so nice to finally see it in words/know that my experiences make sense to others too <3

Thank you. 

I’ll admit that it was a question I’ve been nervous to answer - both because I formerly identified as a sex-repulsed Asexual, and because that post involves sexuality on a blog where I hope to welcome and educate people of all ages. 

This is the beginning of a very important conversation we need to have within the Tickling Community. And I hope that my research and information can act as a foundation for positive growth moving forward. 

I’m so, so happy that my writing made you feel acknowledged. That’s all I could ever ask for. Thank YOU, @achilleean, for making me feel like my research is worthwhile.

[squeaccups]

if you’re doing asks from your own list, 15!

Thanks for the ask! 💙

15. Is there anything you like as a lee, but not as a ler? Vice versa?

There's not much that I haven't covered in the spots question. I guess I could say that I like bondage waaaaaay more as a lee than as a ler. I love a squirmy lee to wrestle with 💙

[eldritchtickles]

witch and bat! 🧙🏻‍♀️🦇

Oooh thank you!!

Bat 🦇 

I’ve told my boyfriend, who I count as an honorary member of the community for the amount he indulges me lmao. Then I ALSO accidentally sent a tease post I screenshotted to two of my best friends and wanted to fucking die, but luckily they took it well and joke about it!

Witch 🧙🏻‍♀️

Ooooh damn that’s a fun one.. To mess with a lee, I think a kinda Mage Hand spell if we’re talking D&D terms? Especially one that can be invisible like the Arcane Trickster, some sneaky tickles just to put em on edge and they cant run~. To tease a ler, probably something along the lines of a self tickle spell? Who needs a ler when I can do it myself? Also when I’ve no ler GOD WOULD THAT BE USEFUL